My Dicc Is Still Prejudiced

Verse 1:

My mothafuccin' dicc, bitch, is somethin' you won't get
I don't give a fucc about you, my dicc is prejudiced
Still sayin' fucc a white bitch, and her man
Be hatin' them most, earn us a mothafuccin' Grammy
This shit just ain't right, blacc was white
I respect my mama too much, to bring a Devil in her sight
She won't never see them, mothafuccin' last thing
The Devil sees is the face of a Glocc and a blacc queen
Lights out, to yo' dome gonna make you wish you was at your heart
Found in a bag made of paper down the streets from your house
Right along wit' yo' kids
If they will live if you die, well the bitches never did
They come right aftеr you, K bitch don't stare
A reason, for me to еnd your life right here
Knocc your ass up against the wall, just warmin' up
Take my good ol' time to kill a Devil, what the fucc
To do this shit every day, like I can't tell
What they do to us in movies, what they doin' for real
Now my mothafuccin' niggas finna tear up some shit
Tweedy Loc, ain't no joke well my dicc is still prejudiced

Chorus: Fo' Clips & Lil' Stretch:

My dicc is prejudiced, bitch
BIATCH!
So ain't nothin' happenin'
At all!
Since Compton stompin'
Black bitches
Got it poppin'
Yeah, yeah
My dicc is prejudiced, bitch
BIATCH!
So ain't nothin' happenin'
At all!
Since Compton stompin'
Hood rats...
Got it poppin'

Verse 2:

Now every weekend put a Devil bitch in her grave
Hoe don't even get a chance to be my mothafuccin' slave
If so, I'm cuttin' out them fuccin' blue eyes
The bitch won't last a minute on the mothafuccin' Eastside
Compton, and never allow whites to stay here
If you like your K so much, bitch, then stay there
Once again, a Devil bent en route
White bitch keep your Country shit, bitch, I peel your cap
To get my mothafuccin' point across, bitch
Fucc every bone from your mama to your kids
Even though, I'm knowin', we all gone die
White folks gotta get up outta here a lil' quiccer than I
'Cause they dogs really though are volunteerin'
What the fucc I wanna fucc you for, bitch, I don't think you hearin'
Oreo-ass niggas wit' yo' whore
House nigga fuccin' up my color my people die for
Niggas down wit' me kill at least three at a time
Don't waste my bullets on niggas unless they get outta line
Make it a everyday thing, kill a Devil and their kids
For more racial violence, 'cause my dicc is still prejudiced

Chorus