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No racism by Ronnie Gamble Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 18

[Intro]
Hey Charlie
Young tall man
I'm talking to you

[Verse]
Fuck this hype, I was tryna be polite
But I ain't be polite I turn his ass bright
Damn I really hate the fucking color white
Now this niggas mad cus i'm so right
I guess it's me versus all the whites
I put them in the trash cus i don't fight
Now he mad I put his dis in the bed
Then I made his bitch give me head
Look at all they faces, they faces is red
I was bored so I turned his ass to thread
He my slave so I made him pull my sled
He was tired so I hit his ass to bed
They be mad that a nigga got bread
Hit him in the stomach, now that nigga dead
I don't want him so I grabbed his friend instead
Tell me like you look like Eddy n Ed
Fuck those caps I gotta tell a fact
I don't care that you a star running back
I'll smack you till your ass turn black
Your teeth dirty you need to clean your plaque
I made your girl do a trick
She wouldn't stop so I smacked her with my dick
I hit her so good that she can't talk
Fucked her so good she couldn't even fucking walk
C'mon Charlie, you should make a flick
Tell me why you the shape of my dick
And your legs are the size of my shit
Gettin money this rap is so legit
[Hook]
Fuck this hype, I was tryna be polite
But I ain't be polite I turn his ass bright
Damn I really hate the fucking color white
Now this niggas mad cus i'm so right
I guess it's me versus all the whites
I guess it's me versus all the whites
I guess it's Ronnie versus all the whites