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Big Black Boots No Respect

and go and don't turn back If you, ah, soldier and you know it hold ya head up high And keep stompin' in yo big black boots and don't worry Don't you

[WW] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black? [AG] You know it's like that [WW] If you need me [AG] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black

the mice in cheese Life's a B, Bentley and big bills Bottles, biscuits, bitches, blunts, bad boys bodying pit bulls Karate, black belt and I bring booze To big

a friend have me kick that Get that sit back school shit skip that Learn how to flip pack for the big stacks and the big act Now I got the big gats click

it, read it but all you could call me was anti-Semitic Regret it-nope, said it-yep Listen to my big black boots as I step Niggas had to break you off

Pole From Lebanon, to Yugoslavia, from Petersberg, to Nova Scotia I got niggaz in 'Sace suits, trickin' big Timers in 'gator boots, givin' in justice, corporate executives Athletes, 'cause they respect

, if you triple, if you push you pay me Gotta poly wit ya crew To stack ya loot up Get your weight up Big up, pull ya boots up If you step into the club

this mother[BACKWARDS] test I got the zest to clip ya thru ya vest Little shortys with big 40's talkin loud, actin proud BLAOW! Now ya chokin off a black

like white.) Burning that ass. Sniff it up. (You know how we go, kid.) Like a hound on dope. (Yeah. Yeah.) Word. Word life. La The Dark'. Big up to my