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letra de blakkk jesus - kil ali

i’m wearing all blakkk to my alimony
same nigga used to hope the b-tches wouldn’t tattle on me
d-mn she fell in love with the d-ck

it couldn’t get worst only better homie ( i wish)
you could put me anywhere but in a category (my nigg)
this fit my testimony

i’m wearing all blakkk to my funeral
i’d be in the casket with my suit on looking beautiful
and all ya’ll raps in a cubicle (get it?)
women lie , men lie, but the numerals don’t

(chorus)
why you ain’t see the little homie?
when he was in the ghetto nigga
had a little money
feet was on the pedal
niggas thought this all was funny
now i’m bout to take it all
this all my territory
all my niggas blakkk

(verse2:kil)
i’m wearing all blakkk 2 the all white (all white, all white)
pussy cat froze in a dog fight (b-tch nigga)
& when it’s over i’ll be alright ( you can put that on my foes
i won’t put that down no no when i put em down)
put em down once bet he won’t fall twice
if that round buss bet he gon call christ
so i’m wearing all blakkk to your wife’s house
then we light up like a bic
even though she had went and turned the lights out ( and then she fell in love with the d-ck)
and when i’m laying pipe down i tell the b-tch to pipe down

she insist to wear the night gown that you bought her
then insisted that i tear it down
thats slaughter

- kil ali

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