Big Black Truck Lyrics in English JID , JID
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Yeah, whoa shit, whoa shit
Yeah, whoa shit, whoa shit
Whoa, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa
Whoa, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
This is gonna be weird, but don't cut it off though
This is gonna be weird, but don't cut it off though
Big black truck
Big black truck
Pull up and hop out, then go in your shit for a dollar
Pull up and hop out, then go in your shit for a dollar
Bitch, back up
Bitch, back up
They want a problem, not really, but really it's nada
They want a problem, not really, but really it's nada
Click, clack, blow
Click, clack, blow
Gather the women and children, then take them inside
Gather the women and children, then take them inside
Bitch, back up
Bitch, back up
Cry, cry, cry, cry, mommas'll cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, mommas'll cry
Up in the morning at 6:45
Up in the morning at 6:45
When I be up, I be talking to God
When I am up, I am talking to God
We in the jungle, it's scary, my
We in the jungle, it's scary, my
Lions and tigers and niggas with 9s
Lions and tigers and niggas with 9s
Cheaters and liars, but who on your side?
Cheaters and liars, but who on your side?
I think they setting me up for demise
I think they setting me up for demise
I think they plottin', just look in they
I think they plottin', just look in them
Whoa shit, whoa shit, okay
Whoa shit, whoa shit, okay
I could make a flash from a little piece of plastic
I could make a flash from a little piece of plastic
Throw the peace sign, better call the pediatrics
Throw the peace sign, better call the pediatrics
Or read Ecclesiastes, I'm cleaning up the cat fleas
Or read Ecclesiastes, I'm cleaning up the cat fleas
I'm working on my back swing
I'm working on my back swing
They coming at my back attacking
They come at my back attacking
A tackle, a technical foul, travel
A tackle, a technical foul, travel
Babbling Babylon, brother, you ready for battle?
Babbling Babylon, brother, are you ready for battle?
And bet your bottom butler buddy
And bet your bottom butler buddy
Gettin' blacked on, if he act wrong
Gettin' blacked on, if he act wrong
Get your motherfucking strap on, leave it at home
Get your motherfucking strap on, leave it at home
And I'm Taxstone, brrat, brrat
And I'm Taxstone, brrat, brrat
At your hat, send me up to Sing Sing for that
At your hat, send me up to Sing Sing for that
If I miss you, I got niggas I could ring-ring for that
If I miss you, I got niggas I could ring-ring for that
Shoot the picture, if I get you, I'ma get you
Shoot the picture, if I get you, I'ma get you
When I get you, I'ma get you, Jack
When I get you, I'ma get you, Jack
I'm kickin' back
I'm kickin' back
Thinkin how these niggas tried to hate me
Thinkin how these niggas tried to hate me
In the rear-view mirror, like are y'all serious?
In the rear-view mirror, like are y'all serious?
I'ma pull up on niggas and these just my littles
I'ma pull up on niggas and these just my littles
But these be the killers for real
But these be the killers for real
Up in the morning at 6:45
Up in the morning at 6:45
When I be up, I be talking to God
When I am up, I am talking to God
We in the jungle, it's scary, my
We in the jungle, it's scary, my
Lions and tigers and niggas with 9s
Lions and tigers and niggas with 9s
Cheaters and liars, but who on your side?
Cheaters and liars, but who on your side?
I feel they setting me up for demise
I feel they setting me up for demise
I think they plottin', just look in they eyes
I think they're plottin', just look in their eyes
Whoa shit, whoa shit, okay
Whoa shit, whoa shit, okay
Big black truck
Big black truck
Pull up and hop out, then go in your shit for a dollar
Pull up and hop out, then go in your shit for a dollar
Bitch, back up
Bitch, back up
They want a problem, not really, but really it's nada
They want a problem, not really, but really it's nada
Click, clack, blow
Click, clack, blow
Gather the women and children, then take them inside
Gather the women and children, then take them inside
Bitch, back up
Bitch, back up
Cry, cry, cry, cry, mommas'll cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, mommas'll cry
Nigga you know how we ride, nigga
Nigga you know how we ride, nigga
Carbon 15s and 9s only
Carbon 15s and 9s only
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