Snapback 90'S n*gga (Rare) [R.I.P. Eazy E! Bring Back the 90'S] lyrics

[Verse]
b*tch sippin' on some mothaf*ckin' lean, on me
Levi jeans to match my DC's
The Vans, lookin at the mothaf*ckin' man
f*ckin' 'round that n*gga with the gun up in his f*ckin' hand
Faggot n*ggas, got triggers then I take it away
Have 'em laced around the way every f*ckin' day
Young n*gga, grew up to that f*ckin' Eazy E
Watchin' these young n*ggas j*rkin' like some B-I-T-C-H's
Yeah, I hate these f*ckin' ways these n*ggas actin' everyday
Lookin' like hella hoes
Gettin' hella O's, sellin' it
I'm yellin' it loud so you n*ggas can hear that I'm black and proud
These b*tch ass crackers hatin' on a black president
I never knew that I would be up in this residence
Livin' in a big house, sip in a penthouse
Pimp house sweet, yeah, put yo' mouth out
I put my mothaf*ckin' di*k in yo' b*tch mouth
MJ, 23, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
SpaceGhostPurrp and I grew up on that trill sh*t
Yeah, n*gga, and I'm lookin' for a trill b*tch
Come f*ck with a gangsta n*gga
'Cause I know I'm not a wanksta n*gga, you a b*tch ass ho
Thinkin' that I'ma fall for yo' fool game
Runnin' game, no, I'm not a lame
Comin' in this mothaf*cka with the chain
Stars on my neck, no diamonds on this b*tch
f*ckin' 'round with the NASA gang
Yankee n*gga, b*tch, no I'm not a Haitian n*gga
Yes, I am a yankee, b*tch
Comin' through with the bandana
Goddamn, I'm flamin' hard like Juel f*ckin' Santana
n*gga, this ain't nobody to blame but goddamn
Shout out to my blood n*ggas, shout out to the f*ckin' game