B-Real - All Black Everything lyrics

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B-Real - All Black Everything lyrics

[Hook: B Real] All black everything, just like paint Rolling down the block, I'm cruising Ship it to the South, to the North, to the East I'm moving, I'm moving East and the East and the k**ers in the West Just get smoking Why you f**ing with stress? [Verse 1: B Real] Break in my line if you don't know the dock Get in line, don't f** around looking for my crop Get dumb as the one that's the rise to the top Product of Versace I'mma hit you with the Glock b**h we riding high, we keep stacking Money like coats in closets, keep racking Backs like Cali quakes, keep cracking Sk**ed what the doctor know, what up with no slacking [Hook: B Real] All black everything, just like paint Rolling down the block, I'm cruising Ship it to the South, to the North, to the East I'm moving, I'm moving East and the East and the k**ers in the West Just get smoking Why you f**ing with stress? [Verse 2: Snow Tha Product] k**er in the game and the one finna pop So don't mind if I come around, spend a little guap Snow been the chick, all these rap b**hes jock All these bum b**hes, I'm the cream of the crop Look I'm riding 'round, I been got it Robbing these banks, these dudes, and these pockets All of these hating b**hes still watching But I don't get no pay for no talking Constant [Hook: B Real] All black everything, just like paint Rolling down the block, I'm cruising Ship it to the South, to the North, to the East I'm moving, I'm moving East and the East and the k**ers in the West Just get smoking Why you f**ing with stress? [Verse 3: Demrick] Couple rolled up for the road Hotbox any spot that I go Yah Steamed like a pot on the stove Chase that with a shot of Patron f** stacking my papers But that just a**esses I make it I know boy it's coming You don't like where I'm at Then I know for a fact People really hate what I'm becoming I came in this game with a flow and a flame Never go'n switch man the story's the same Drinking this liquor, I f** with my n***as I always deliver, that's not gonna change Ribs on a raise, tits on a frame Jet fuel on a plane Her a** is ridic, she grabbed on my stick Trying drive me insane [Hook: B Real] All black everything, just like paint Rolling down the block, I'm cruising Ship it to the South, to the North, to the East I'm moving, I'm moving East and the East and the k**ers in the West Just get smoking Why you f**ing with stress?

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