yeah 1 2 pray these niggas don t clap at you 3 4 hopin we reachin heaven s doors 5 6 7 8 keep your hands high don t shoot don t discriminate see we goin get this money dirty clean get this money right numb to the bullshit so mix the dunk wit the sprite and we goin be okay my lil nigga just hold on tight cause cops killin blacks blacks killin blacks we gon die but we gon die with honor short stories and homicides mama say pray to god and we don t listen so mama cry my lil nigga petey servin life and his lil bro got a baby and he left his lil him all alone remind me of his pops and his pops was a street nigga but a fuckin loser not for teachin his kids better but no fathers equal mo harder to reach niggas and wonder why niggas like me wanna be niggas my street wisdom higher than the sun so it s god level i got level headed when i left to beseech the seed planted speech free speak only good to exist then set free the curse left just to bondage our minds and false teach bibbity bibbity bop bop new black the scat dat beat box hip hop will die i promise that if we keep the lies in our raps yeah bibbity bibbity bop bop new black the scat dat beat box hip hop will die i promise that if we keep the lies in our raps yeah bibbity bibbity bop bop new black the scat dat beat box hip hop will die i promise that if we keep the lies in our raps uh bibbity bibbity bop bop new black the scat dat beat box hip hop will die i promise that if we keep talkin guns and gats in our raps i apologize