BLK & WHT chords and lyrics - RICK ROSS

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[Intro 1]
[Am]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
A [Em]nigga black,
but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Mm mm [Em]mm, wanna gain it all,
but you gon' lose your life
A nigga black, but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Nigga crib so big it's a
damn [Em]shame
Nigga's selling [E]white for

[Verse 2]
a gold chain
[Em]I've been trained to go since a young
nigga stepped off the porch
[Am]Catch me in the kitchen,
kilo, hey bring the fork
I've been trying to hold it down
but these niggas living so foul
Run[Em]ning out on niggas intent
of knocking ya down
Bang! Your window shattered
like it never [A]mattered
[Am]You moving weight,
your pockets getting fatter
It's politics when it come [F#m]to sticks
[Em]Ski mask and glove,
nigga want a brick
My money funny,
but [E]you gotta love [Em]it
[Am]High heel thugging in Magic City,
these bitches fucking
Your homie doing tax since
they call it fraud
[Em]I'm in and out o[Am]f traffic,
still moving [Em]hard

[Verse 3]
A nigga [Em]black, but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it [F#m]right
[Am]A nigga si[Em]tting in the Benz
and it's white on [E]white

[Verse 4]
A nig[Em]ga black,
but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it [F#m]right
[Em]A nigga sitting in the[E] Ben
[Am]z and it's[E] white on white

[Verse 5]
[E]Take a look at me, I'm trap[Em]ping
No excuses, I'm stacking,
talk[Am]ing hundred on top of hundred
Them 100 making the magic blow
A hundred in a day,
a hundred different ways
[Em]Rich nigga, bitch,
put a hundred in my grave
Make my headstone read
"head of MMG"
That's [Am]another hundred mill, really,
you can come and see
Forbes dot com, I'm the Teflon Don
[G]Too [Em]close to a nigga as a
motherfucking bomb
Trayvon Martin,
I'm never missing my [Am]target
Bitch niggas hating,
tell me it's what I'm parking
Wingstop owner,
lemon pepper [F#m]aroma
[Em]Young, black nigga,
barely got a [Am]diploma[Em]

[Verse 6]
A [Em]nigga black, but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can
get it [F#m]right[Em]
[E]Sittin[Em]g in the Phantom
an[E]d it's white on white
A nig[Em]ga black, but he selling [Am]white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
A nigga [Em]sitting in [E]the Ben[Am] z and
[E]it's white on white

[Verse 7]
[E]Showing 'til the day I [Em]die,
I'mma look up at the sky
[Am]Young trap star, reap,
the world is mine
Proceeding with my grind like police is
on [Em]my line
Instagramming shit for all
the teachers I des[E]pised
Never saw [Em]my vision,
you only saw me suspended
Now [Am]my white bitches be fucking
me 'til I'm winded
Breathe, breathe, young nigga, [A]breathe
[Em]If your ass wasn't r[Am]apping,
[Em]what would you be?

[Verse 8]
Young nigga [Em]black,
but [E]he selling [Em]white[Am]
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black,
but he selling [Em]white
20 grand a night if you [Am]can get it right

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 9]
Young [Em]nigga black, but [E]he selling white
Young nigga black[Am], but he selling white