LRC歌词下载
[00:00.00] 作词 : Alvin Worthy/Demond Price/Jeremie Pennick/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock[00:01.00] 作曲 : Alvin Worthy/Demond Price/Jeremie Pennick/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock[00:12.91]Ah, let's go[00:14.12]I don't feel no pressure, I feel like this my callin'[00:17.20]Bought the work, a hour later, I had to flush it down the toilet (Damn)[00:20.45]Every time they kicked the door down, I'm who took the charges (Me)[00:23.83]I came back and trapped harder, just in case they thought I lost it (What)[00:27.54]I was starin' them pots over with terrorist block soldiers[00:31.20]Yeah, I went from heroin to a Merrill Lynch stock broker (Ah)[00:34.50]She coulda got a pair of tits from the pair of kicks I'm quotin'[00:38.00]All my hoes crazy, I can't fxck unless she bipolar[00:41.79]Eastside legend like Sly and Rodney C[00:44.37]I really beat white, I'm Mr. T from Rocky III[00:47.83]You let these hoes sweet talk you, you n!ggas get rocked to sleep[00:51.16]You pay that b!tch rent, I ask that ho what she got for me (What you got for me?)[00:54.58]They know I'm up now, but my only hustle was not the streets (Nah)[00:57.95]So when they touched down, I can still front you a block a piece[01:01.70]I know hoes that won't fxck you and jewelers that's out your reach (Uh-huh)[01:04.91]I don't hate n!ggas, I see 'em as students that I can teach (Butcher)[01:08.45]Ayo, I'm in these streets waist deep (Talk to 'em)[01:10.25]If I can't eat with you, you can't eat (Hah)[01:13.33]That's how we give it up on May Street (May Block, pxssy)[01:15.66]May Street, pistol whip you, you get your face beat (Cap)[01:19.25].40, no safety, tucked right where my waist be (What's poppin'?)[01:22.75]Yeah, race to the top, who wanna race me? (Uh-huh)[01:26.12]I don't chase money, money chase me (I'm gettin' bags, n!gga)[01:28.75]Countin' these bands, it's been a great week (Cap)[01:31.00]’Member, I cooked my first deuce, that jar busted in Renee seat (I was fxcked up)[01:35.54]I feel like Cam, painted the Wraith pink (Hah)[01:37.87]B!tches like, damn, they wanna taste me (Uh-huh), skeleton AP (You see me)[01:42.25]Give me a minute, bro, I can't think (Hold up)[01:44.83]I’m too busy countin' this money for the lawyer so my dog can get his case beat (We on the way, n!gga)[01:49.91]Yeah, I been a G since I jumped off the porch (Hah)[01:53.50]Still ridin' with the pump in the Porsche (Cap)[01:57.25]Yeah, still G-ridin', leave you slumped on your porch (Boom, boom, boom)[02:00.62]I came up hustlin' the stuff that you snort[02:03.95]Them n!ggas sneak dissin' me, that's nothin', of course (That's light)[02:07.20]’Cause I can have them n!ggas clipped like it's nothin', of course (Hah)[02:10.70]Rock this designer sh!t, she wanna know what this sh!t cost[02:13.95]I told her all you need to know is you fxckin' a boss (Haha)[02:17.33]Yeah, chopper loaded, lock and loaded, snitchin', I do not condone it[02:21.54]Pop his dome in, I don't know sh!t, I keep goin'[02:24.25]Forty pointers, watch is frozen, I send ten[02:26.58]From Toronto to San Antonio but it's not DeRozan, box is loaded up[02:30.37]Ayo, we know it's fxckin' murder, shoot you, ain't gon' take it further (Brr)[02:34.62]Hit your son up, hit your daughter, shot your b!tch, put on your coffin[02:38.04]N!ggas starvin', my n!ggas in Ferrari with the top off (Skrrt)[02:41.29]And n!ggas bossin', need talk for stunner bricks, don't call Steve Austin (Ah)[02:44.95]Fear of God joggers, joggin', n!ggas think they fake important[02:48.29]To me, you just a fxck n!gga, blow your head off soon as I walk in (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)[02:51.66]I don't do no fxckin' talkin', ballin', Just Don sportin'[02:55.00]GT on Rodeo with my rich white b!tch (Skrrt, rich white b!tch)[02:59.50]N!ggas talkin' culture, but not like this (But not like this)[03:06.33]I’m a killer and I'm gonna kill again[03:08.70]I wrote this with a devilish grin[03:12.25]I’m lookin' at his neck full of gold[03:14.79]I know what kind of car he drove[03:16.91]Holy Ghost, his soul that Calico[03:19.50]Any one of my n!ggas can snuff you[03:22.29]They solid and all official[03:24.37]What would ChineGun do?[03:26.66]Buffalo is ruthless, throw you off the roof sh!t[03:29.70]Kicked him in his face until he's fxckin' toothless[03:32.45]Murderous music, I'm from the fxckin' zoo[03:35.45]City full of villains and mobsters too[03:39.00]Burner to his dome, what would ChineGun do?[03:41.75]It's Griselda, n!gga[03:43.50]The Butcher, Machine, Gunn, and Plum[03:45.54]Filthiness riddled all in your eardrum[03:48.87]When it's a price on your head, it's not up for discussion[03:52.66]Two slugs in your b!tch face, those are the repercussions[03:56.12]This n!gga wouldn't stop pleadin' for his life all of a sudden[03:59.70]We wipe away your whole bloodline[04:04.08]That's word to slime[04:05.62]So we waitin' until his seeds get off the bus[04:07.08]Guaranteed these lil' bastards gonna put up a fuss[04:10.62]And we slittin' their throats right in front of you[04:13.91]Thoughts of a criminal, what would ChineGun do?[04:17.04]N!ggas will pistol whip your granny[04:19.41]Run a train on your mammy[04:21.91]I’m spiteful and death is delightful[04:25.29]Yeah