Young Black Male lyrics

by

Isaac Hayes


[Intro: 2Pac, Ed O.G. & Ice Cube]
Elam— Elam— Elam— Elam—
Hard like an erection, young Black male
Hard like an erection, ain't sh*t to fool with
Hard like an erection, young Black male
Hard like an erection, ain't sh*t to fool with
Htiw loof ot tihs t'nia, noitcere na ekil drah
Elam kcalb gnuoy, noitcere na ekil drah
Young Black male (Yes, n*ggas)
Yes, n*ggas
Young Black male (Yes, n*ggas)
Hard like an erection, young Black male
Hard like an erection, ain't sh*t to fool with
Hard like an erection, young Black male
Hard like an erection (Go n*gga, go)

[Verse: 2Pac]
Young Black male
I'm tryna effect by kicking the facts
And stacking much mail
I'm packing a gat 'cause cops wanna jack
And f*ck going to jail
'Cause I ain't a crook, despite how I look
I don't sell yayo
They judging us brothers like covers on books
Follow me into a flow
I'm sure you know which way to go
I'm hitting 'em out of the doors
So simple and slow, they step on the flow
I'm f*cking the sl*ts and hoes
The bigger the butts, the tighter the clothes
They givin' ya jim many blows
Then what do you know? It's off with some clothes
Proud when the crowd says "ho"
That let's me know they know I can flow
I love when they come to my shows
I get up and go with skins before
When I'm collecting my dough
I let 'em respect the way that I rep
The quicker the n*gga can wreck
The bigger the check, now watch how they sweat
Now what kind of style is that?
The style of a mack and ready to jack
I ran through the piles of wack
The wacker the pack, the fatter the smack
They hate it when real n*ggas bust
They hate when I cuss, they threaten to bust
I had enough of the fuss
I bust what I bust and cuss when I must
They gave me a charge for sales
For selling the tales of young Black males
[Outro]
Yes, n*gga
N-I-G-G-A, n*ggas
Ayy, n*gga, you can't handle that sh*t
Pass that, man
Hit that sh*t, that's the sh*t
It smell like skunk
Skunk smell like that n*gga over there mama
Some old funky-ass sh*t
We ain't nothin' but some low down dirty n*ggas
Keep it real, n*gga! f*ck you, n*gga
You ain't giving me near a dime on this real motherf*cker
f*ck St. Ides, it's an Olde E thing, baby
Stick with some of that Hennessy
Can I drink with you, fellas? Can I get in on it in here?
f*ck you, Capo, you ain't in, baby
I tell you what!
You guys are not gonna be talking all that sh*t, when I come back, okay?
We gonna see who the big mouth when I come back
Young black male— male
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