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Letra : Bobby 2 Pistols
Yeah, man
Bobby two pistols in this b*t*h
Yeah, man
F**k all those n***ers, man
Martin Luther King deserved to be killed
That f**king n***a
F**k Rosa Parks
F**k those n***ers man
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Rap n' steal my sh*t
Rap n' steal my sh*t
They wanna rap n' steal my sh*t
Because they can't get sh*t
Go and get a job
Stop trying to rob
Stop trying to f**k my mom
My d**k is bigger than yours
F**k all n***ers
They can burn in hell
F**k Rosa Parks
I'll slap that b*t*h as well
N***ers need to burn
N***ers need to learn
N***as can't pa** cla**
N***as can't learn
Stupid a** b*t*h
Stupid a** black f**ks
Trying to f**king take my sh*t
Get a f**king job
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah
B*t*h my name is Bobby Two Pistols
You try to rob me I got a pistol
I'm shooting a black n***a in his head again
And b*t*h, I am not George Zimmerman
I'm gonna kill that n***a dead
Kill that n***a dead
Record that sh*t
And put it on the worldstar's web
F**k all those n***ers
They can burn in hell
F**k Eric Garner
You fat as f**king hell
F**k all those n***ers I'll choke em out
F**k all those n***ers I'll shoot it out
If a n***a get mad then we'll shoot it out
B*t*h I don't fight with n***ers they'll beat me down
They like to jump
They like to rob
They like to take a n***a car and rap at the same time
Stupid a** n***ers all they can do is rhyme
They can never get a motherf**king nine to five
Stupid a** n***ers don't know five plus five
They just know if I can do a rhyme I can get time
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
N***ers can burn in Hell
Trayvon as well
N***ers can burn in Hell
N***ers burn in Hell
N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a- N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a, N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-Neee-gaaar
Bobby 2 Pistols in this b*t*h
F**k all the n***ers in this b*t*h
You motherf**kers used to be slaves
Now you think you can ride in my Escalade
Stupid a** n***a better clean my car good
Before i get this whip out and shoot you in your hood
Dumb a** n***a
Stupid a** n***a
You callin' me a cracker?
Well, it's better than being a n***a
Better than being a niiiiger
B*t*h you're so black you look like a damn shade
B*t*h clean my car while I drink lemonade
You f**king slave
Bobby 2 Pistols man
F**k all those n***ers man
Real N***a Anthem
Bobby two pistols in this b*t*h
Yeah, man
F**k all those n***ers, man
Martin Luther King deserved to be killed
That f**king n***a
F**k Rosa Parks
F**k those n***ers man
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Rap n' steal my sh*t
Rap n' steal my sh*t
They wanna rap n' steal my sh*t
Because they can't get sh*t
Go and get a job
Stop trying to rob
Stop trying to f**k my mom
My d**k is bigger than yours
F**k all n***ers
They can burn in hell
F**k Rosa Parks
I'll slap that b*t*h as well
N***ers need to burn
N***ers need to learn
N***as can't pa** cla**
N***as can't learn
Stupid a** b*t*h
Stupid a** black f**ks
Trying to f**king take my sh*t
Get a f**king job
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah
B*t*h my name is Bobby Two Pistols
You try to rob me I got a pistol
I'm shooting a black n***a in his head again
And b*t*h, I am not George Zimmerman
I'm gonna kill that n***a dead
Kill that n***a dead
Record that sh*t
And put it on the worldstar's web
F**k all those n***ers
They can burn in hell
F**k Eric Garner
You fat as f**king hell
F**k all those n***ers I'll choke em out
F**k all those n***ers I'll shoot it out
If a n***a get mad then we'll shoot it out
B*t*h I don't fight with n***ers they'll beat me down
They like to jump
They like to rob
They like to take a n***a car and rap at the same time
Stupid a** n***ers all they can do is rhyme
They can never get a motherf**king nine to five
Stupid a** n***ers don't know five plus five
They just know if I can do a rhyme I can get time
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
F**k all those n***ers
Yeah, f**k all those n***ers
N***ers can burn in Hell
Trayvon as well
N***ers can burn in Hell
N***ers burn in Hell
N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a- N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a, N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-N***a-Neee-gaaar
Bobby 2 Pistols in this b*t*h
F**k all the n***ers in this b*t*h
You motherf**kers used to be slaves
Now you think you can ride in my Escalade
Stupid a** n***a better clean my car good
Before i get this whip out and shoot you in your hood
Dumb a** n***a
Stupid a** n***a
You callin' me a cracker?
Well, it's better than being a n***a
Better than being a niiiiger
B*t*h you're so black you look like a damn shade
B*t*h clean my car while I drink lemonade
You f**king slave
Bobby 2 Pistols man
F**k all those n***ers man
Real N***a Anthem
