black child uh huh uh huh uh huh you know me y all don t know me lemme tell y all a lil somethin about me how i came up where i came from awright people this is how it all set it off like this i was the black baby that got opened off a black three eighty this black lady in a black mercedes pulled out on this black man in the black land he used to sell white rocks and black cops used to riff white cops ain t say shit on the day shift they sniffed i was a little nigga with little niggas that like to steal then blew up to bigger niggas that love to kill rock hilfiger shields and vests laced in our getts a bounce in the bubble bullet proof g s of the ac nsx with a mac ten express or my q 4 5 with two new four fifths i m into cars and guns i keep a gun in my whip nigga me without my gat is like bein in a blue benz in front of a thousand bloods with mac tens or a red rose in front of a thousand crips with calico s and lord knows we lust hoes i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i relate to that if you do sticks and stacks i can relate to that i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i can relate to that when it s your turn to blow ain t no turnin back it seem like in another lifetime i used to sniff white lines commit white collar crimes and hit white dollar dimes this one white bitch in the white benz used to fuck white men and like to sniff white heroin i sold china white crack back then as i was writin this rhyme on white paper with a black pen i started wonderin how life would ve been if a nigga like me was born with white skin i wouldn t have got knocked by the white cops with the white rocks comin through in the new blue drop i be able to floss white gold and toss white hoes shittin in the white rolls royce hittin caucasian chickens that sing with a black girl s voice but i love being black a thug bustin my mack i know if i was white i wouldn t like that or love my gat or play the clubs where the dubs at but truthfully you could be blue to me as long as your cream is green that s beautifully exclusively it s me and irv gotti and murder i n c here to body everybody i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i relate to that if you do sticks and stacks i can relate to that i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i can relate to that when it s your turn to blow ain t no turnin back a murderer always got a plan a bitch nigga is a poor excuse for a man players play to win and learn to listen and listen to learn a lame nigga await his turn to talk and won t catch near jewels that need to be caught niggas know shit that s difficult is possible a player pull out and put ya ass in the hospital for thinkin the possible is impossible this is ghetto gospel we got to politic riot quick pull out the guns and body shit i don t give a fuck who you go and get it s black child motherfucka who you fuckin with it s murderer i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i relate to that if you do sticks and stacks i can relate to that i don t give a fuck if you white or black if you bust your gat i can relate to that if you sell coke or crack i can relate to that when it s your turn to blow ain t no turnin back