文本歌词

Black Mans Dream Ft Ludacris - Rick Ross/Ludacris
Lyrics by：Rick Ross
Composed by：Rick Ross
Yo
Laura
Raus
Time is running out n***a
Let's go
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream
Punish all these n***as
F**king all these b***hes
Buying every diamonds
Every weapon in existance
Terminator x I'm a public enemy
Born in the ghetto Ferrari born in Italy
Head of a family like a Don Sicily
Sex money murder I'm investing all my energy
Billionaire eventually hustler of the century
Source Cover man of the year envy me
One for the money two for the hoes
Got 3 bricks headed straight for your nose
Smile for your camera while your whole face froze
Stack up all them bodies I'mma whole case load
Middle of December
I will melt your f**king snow
While my price is high
I will get you dealt with for the low
Black man's world white man drugs
No discrimination for my Mexican bloods
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream
Check me out it go one for the money
Two for the hoes
Three to put that sticky green scent up to my nose
N***a roll it with precision
And f**k an intervention
I'm the boss muthaf**ker
Don't need nobody permission
You can catch me all up in new additions like Michael Pippens
Girl face upon my lap
That's a head on collision
We find out who been snitching these n***as come up missing
Yeah the chopper see right
Through it got x-ray vision
Now my culinary arts
Hustlers cooking in the kitchen
Get your money than get out
You better make the right decision
Or you might be clanking metal
Maybe swimming with the fishes
But I guess it's do or die for these black man riches
So I bought myself a Rover
And a Bemmer for the Mrs
Chrome lips all on the whip
And yeah that b***h be blowing kisses
Now some n***as may not like me 'cause
I never flip the bird
But these n***as gon respect me
Mark my muthaf**king words
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream
See I'm black man chillin with my black man stride
See batman cruisin' in my black man ride
Making white man money
Supplying all the fiends yeah
I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream