Stro, Bishop Nehru - K.I.N.G lyrics
[Stro, Bishop Nehru - K.I.N.G lyrics]
Niggas niggas niggas, it's time to listen up
Take off your rented leather
Put down your white cups hop out your lambos
Take off them fake chains
We on TV like we ain't got no brain
See modern day hip hop?
Is coons and thick thots
That club tempo records got
Us moving like robots turn up turn up
Hit a nigga with a burna
If it don’t involve cash
Then it really don’t concern us
We diss dark skin women for anything whiter
Solange at hove we mad 'cause
He didn’t fight her
Some niggas only talk proper when
They ‘bout to fight ya
And we got pimps that’s known like Mona Scott
Find hoes give ‘em TV shows collect O’s
Slow the moolie down get the moolah faster
Nigga was the first slave
And the first master
Damn i feel bad for my nigga
Try to change
Get no help from half of my niggas
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa damn
I feel bad for my nigga
Some niggas exploit to get cash from my nigga
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa
Stro told you we were the first
Slave and the first master
We were only the slave
Cos the melanin that we have
Can protect us from the wrath of the sun
No pun we don't need for shade or UV sprays
Just to protect from the rays
That the beamer feed us
Since a fetus it's been, key to us
So that's reason for keeping us, out late
While it's blazing, while they in the shade
They awaiting' the payment
Soon to be weighed in and traded its crazy
'Cause now we've been trained
Into trading ourselves
And sell for cell phones and
Wealth no health in pocket
(But, I got the new I phone 6
Dude it's sick it takes way greater flicks)
But, your, grammar is shit
(Dam, stop hatin' bish!, Bishop the Bish
Son always complainin')
Nah, i'm just tryin' save
All our slaves again
Damn i feel bad for my nigga
Try to change
Get no help from half of my niggas
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa damn
I feel bad for my nigga
Some niggas exploit to get cash from my nigga
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa
Yo, Niggeros! How you figure those figure
Rolls set you free?
You run the corner till your
Man said 'excuse me' i gotta build some shit
We gotta steal some shit
Or kill just to feel legit
Its only fourteen percent of us
Or maybe even less the police check us
Put a bullet in your chest
Life's a board game and we always losers
Nuts, how blacks always spend
Their cash on shoes
Shawtys posing bow legged in pictures
Callin' their best friends bitches
Niggas dress like they got riches
Its ridiculous
How they ridicule us in every way
Don't get a dollar off the
Luxury for what you pay
Every day bodies drop niggas wanna hashtag
Brainwash, shower cap niggas wanna flashgrab
Its a shame
Cos Niggas hear everything i'm sayin'
But still, nothings gonna change
Take off your rented leather
Put down your white cups hop out your lambos
Take off them fake chains
We on TV like we ain't got no brain
See modern day hip hop?
Is coons and thick thots
That club tempo records got
Us moving like robots turn up turn up
Hit a nigga with a burna
If it don’t involve cash
Then it really don’t concern us
We diss dark skin women for anything whiter
Solange at hove we mad 'cause
He didn’t fight her
Some niggas only talk proper when
They ‘bout to fight ya
And we got pimps that’s known like Mona Scott
Find hoes give ‘em TV shows collect O’s
Slow the moolie down get the moolah faster
Nigga was the first slave
And the first master
Damn i feel bad for my nigga
Try to change
Get no help from half of my niggas
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa damn
I feel bad for my nigga
Some niggas exploit to get cash from my nigga
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa
Stro told you we were the first
Slave and the first master
We were only the slave
Cos the melanin that we have
Can protect us from the wrath of the sun
No pun we don't need for shade or UV sprays
Just to protect from the rays
That the beamer feed us
Since a fetus it's been, key to us
So that's reason for keeping us, out late
While it's blazing, while they in the shade
They awaiting' the payment
Soon to be weighed in and traded its crazy
'Cause now we've been trained
Into trading ourselves
And sell for cell phones and
Wealth no health in pocket
(But, I got the new I phone 6
Dude it's sick it takes way greater flicks)
But, your, grammar is shit
(Dam, stop hatin' bish!, Bishop the Bish
Son always complainin')
Nah, i'm just tryin' save
All our slaves again
Damn i feel bad for my nigga
Try to change
Get no help from half of my niggas
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa damn
I feel bad for my nigga
Some niggas exploit to get cash from my nigga
Sometimes I gotta sit back and
Laugh at my nigga
Like ‘haha haha haha ha ha ha haaa
Yo, Niggeros! How you figure those figure
Rolls set you free?
You run the corner till your
Man said 'excuse me' i gotta build some shit
We gotta steal some shit
Or kill just to feel legit
Its only fourteen percent of us
Or maybe even less the police check us
Put a bullet in your chest
Life's a board game and we always losers
Nuts, how blacks always spend
Their cash on shoes
Shawtys posing bow legged in pictures
Callin' their best friends bitches
Niggas dress like they got riches
Its ridiculous
How they ridicule us in every way
Don't get a dollar off the
Luxury for what you pay
Every day bodies drop niggas wanna hashtag
Brainwash, shower cap niggas wanna flashgrab
Its a shame
Cos Niggas hear everything i'm sayin'
But still, nothings gonna change