Song Blacks N Mexicans Lyrics ScHoolboy Q ft. Ty Dolla Sign

Description:- ​​​​Blacks N Mexicans Lyrics ScHoolboy Q ft. B-Real & Ty Dolla $ign are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer ScHoolboy Q. This song is from Gully (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) album. This Song will release on 4 June 2023.

Song: – Blacks N Mexicans

Singer: – ScHoolboy Q

Featuring: – B-Real & Ty Dolla $ign

Album: – Gully (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)

Producer: – damn james!, Ty Dolla $ign & D’Mile

Written: – Maurice Young, D’Mile, ​damn james!, ScHoolboy Q & Ty Dolla $ign

Blacks N Mexicans Lyrics ScHoolboy Q ft. B-Real & Ty Dolla $ign

[Intro: B-Real]

It’s crazy ’cause we all started together

You know, you go next door to Mario house (On the real)

Y’all exchange video games, know each other on a personal level

Now that these crackers got us at odds with one another

We done lost sight of the greater good (On the real)

We just live in peace and harmony

‘Cause we all come from God at the end of the day (Talk to ’em)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]

L.A.-L.A., L.A.-L.A., ayy

He either Blood or he Crip or ese, ayy

I be out in Compton wearin’ Nene, ayy

Then I slide to Bompton, rest in peace Frog

I’m a West side nigga, yeah, the best side

Got some real steppers with me from the East side

2023, I’m runnin’ for the mayor

Big bros told lil’ homie, “get your paper”

Momma kicked me out the house, she said I’m disrespectful

My lil’ brother went to prison, we was livin’ reckless

Sergio was next door, we did our first tattoo

And you ain’t Taylor Gang if you ain’t got it blasted on you, ooh

[Verse 2: B-Real]

Welcome to the jungle, in my hand, holdin’ thunder

On my block, call my number, put your ass in the slammer

Runnin’ hot like the Cali’ summer

When I was younger, the division used to put us under

Now don’t you wonder? Feelin’ blind from the one time

See us in, at the county on the gray line

And all I ever had was money on my fuckin’ mind

Now I’m livin’ in the war zone, gettin’ mine

You understand?

[Break]

You gotta get up outta there

We was gonna walk out on them

On they shit, the de Mayo thing

So we did

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]

Ayy, eighth grade, I never walked the stage

We had took too many fades, I was fuckin’ up my grades

It was Black versus Mexican, fightin’ in the locker room

Walkin’ down the block at night, hop out, pop at you

Always with the extra, never turn down

It was mixed dimes and dubs ’til we got the whole pound

Po-po, police, always gettin’ profiled

Black, rest in peace, they did my niggas so foul

Me and J.M., Twenty took the fifties off

We was out in ’54, Meakhabaar and G.Casso

Pushaz as hell, B, we got the bitty on lock

Can’t believe we lost your pops, always said we’d be on top

Tried tell me, “Thug niggas don’t live that long”

Tried tell me, “Thug niggas don’t live that long”

They tried to tell me that I’d never make it, ooh

[Verse 4: ScHoolboy Q]

I got pistols hopin’ to fade, what’s the play? (Ayy)

Nigga, you gettin’ smoked underage, feelin’ godly (Ayy)

This molly my only crime (Brrt, brrt), ooh, yeah

Tiffany shades, this a wave

For the fame we change, all we wanna be was gang (Ayy)

Throw the charger or knock ’em, be hangin’, we on the way

In the mean, deaf crackers, we can’t escape, uh

Judge give me twenty, hell in my mother’s face, agh

Many men in minivan, hit the gate, uh

Mask, hoodie, ’cause this Crippin’ ain’t got a race, uh

Lord willin’ until we runnin’ out of faith

No fathers and dead homies, another day (Brrt)

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