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The Purge

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  • 作词 : Q. Hanley/T. Okonma/R. Brown
    作曲 : Q. Hanley/T. Okonma/R. Brown
    My daddy said "Yeah, *****"
    (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin
    The realest ***** breathing, y'all pretend
    Real Crippy since I hopped off the swing
    With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yeah, uh, yeah)
    Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
    Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
    Deadline my clothing, don't **** with Pink Dolphin
    Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened
    Send extras through his chest bones, shit, he don't need that coffin
    Most *****s would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
    Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
    Now nah, I ain't on no dolphin, **** rhyming, I'm Cripping
    *****s rap about what I'm living
    All this false claiming, I'm marring
    Doing drive-bys I ain't steering
    White funerals, I ain't tearin'
    **** your ***** in front of your children
    Steal your whip side of my building, yeah
    Put my **** and **** in her mouth, bust in her hair
    I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear
    *****, I'm everywhere and over there
    You die here, let off a pair (YAWK, YAWK)
    (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    House full of kilos, sold pound to zeros
    ******* my hero, you in Figg Side, getting Deeboed
    Always asking for the burner like, young *****s still freeload
    Heart big as my ego, don't fly around my signal
    I'll rearrange your dental, Crippy my house shoes
    Blue rag disciples, murder I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
    Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the strike once
    Won't get the strike twice, you *****s half price
    Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf
    I'm smoking bath salt, two sherm sticks, burn this, ooh
    Knock-knock through the condos
    ScHoolboy from the five-deuce
    But Hoover respect to you unranked
    Don't **** around, get that chin banged
    Groovelining, Crip walk the whole mile
    Blue Belts, still my pants down
    Chuck Taylors, Cortezes, hush puppies
    My Glock, yeah, **** buddy, make money, take money
    Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
    Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
    When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
    I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
    You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, homie, yeah
    (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Bust my gun all by myself
    Rock ******* all by myself
    Poured propane all on myself
    Go so hard might harm myself
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Yeah, it's Kurupt young motha****ing Gotti
    Still rolling in a 6, I don't **** with the Bugatti
    Come up in this motha****a looking for a *****
    She probably sucked on my **** then you kissed her on the lips
    The integral, South Central sentinel
    Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch (ha ha ha ha)
    Get roped and choked and rope-a-****d
    Extra overdose of the oki-doke
    Get a ***** smoked, I ain't no joke
    Tired of this bullshit and everything y'all talk about
    They walked 'em in, I walked 'em out
    They talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out
    Now **** back that Oxy (Pow-pow, pow-pow)
    Walk inside, pistols popping, top is popping off
    Papadopoulos neighborhood, rolling 60 *****
    Ghetto tribalist, squeezing *****es like octopuses
    *****, show me where the money at, show me where the kush is
    Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes
    This is the reasons why I won't be ****ing with *****es like you
    Me, Tyler, and ScHoolboy Q, we told 'em
    (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
    Ugh, yeah, *****
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Q. Hanley/T. Okonma/R. Brown
    [00:00.463] 作曲 : Q. Hanley/T. Okonma/R. Brown
    [00:00.926] My daddy said "Yeah, *****"
    [00:06.126] (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    [00:08.162] *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    [00:11.095] The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    [00:13.595] Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    [00:16.377] Yeah, *****
    [00:18.491] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [00:19.796] Yeah, *****
    [00:20.830] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [00:23.889] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [00:28.324] As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin
    [00:33.482] The realest ***** breathing, y'all pretend
    [00:35.372] Real Crippy since I hopped off the swing
    [00:37.658] With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yeah, uh, yeah)
    [00:40.004] Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
    [00:45.836] Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
    [00:48.769] Deadline my clothing, don't **** with Pink Dolphin
    [00:51.621] Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened
    [00:54.346] Send extras through his chest bones, shit, he don't need that coffin
    [00:57.381] Most *****s would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
    [01:00.135] Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
    [01:02.914] Now nah, I ain't on no dolphin, **** rhyming, I'm Cripping
    [01:05.673] *****s rap about what I'm living
    [01:07.252] All this false claiming, I'm marring
    [01:08.542] Doing drive-bys I ain't steering
    [01:09.969] White funerals, I ain't tearin'
    [01:11.275] **** your ***** in front of your children
    [01:12.667] Steal your whip side of my building, yeah
    [01:14.892] Put my **** and **** in her mouth, bust in her hair
    [01:17.446] I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear
    [01:19.986] *****, I'm everywhere and over there
    [01:22.612] You die here, let off a pair (YAWK, YAWK)
    [01:26.259] (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    [01:28.263] *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    [01:30.891] The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    [01:33.437] Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    [01:36.309] Yeah, *****
    [01:38.917] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [01:39.925] Yeah, *****
    [01:44.443] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [01:46.413] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [01:48.653] House full of kilos, sold pound to zeros
    [01:51.444] ******* my hero, you in Figg Side, getting Deeboed
    [01:54.358] Always asking for the burner like, young *****s still freeload
    [01:57.140] Heart big as my ego, don't fly around my signal
    [01:58.667] I'll rearrange your dental, Crippy my house shoes
    [02:02.963] Blue rag disciples, murder I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
    [02:05.929] Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the strike once
    [02:09.224] Won't get the strike twice, you *****s half price
    [02:11.402] Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf
    [02:14.027] I'm smoking bath salt, two sherm sticks, burn this, ooh
    [02:16.115] Knock-knock through the condos
    [02:18.572] ScHoolboy from the five-deuce
    [02:20.014] But Hoover respect to you unranked
    [02:21.336] Don't **** around, get that chin banged
    [02:22.972] Groovelining, Crip walk the whole mile
    [02:25.701] Blue Belts, still my pants down
    [02:26.979] Chuck Taylors, Cortezes, hush puppies
    [02:28.623] My Glock, yeah, **** buddy, make money, take money
    [02:31.510] Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
    [02:34.246] Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
    [02:36.948] When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
    [02:39.764] I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
    [02:42.788] You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, homie, yeah
    [02:45.193] (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    [02:47.873] *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    [02:50.698] The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    [02:53.537] Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    [02:56.289] Yeah, *****
    [02:57.995] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [03:01.105] Yeah, *****
    [03:04.152] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [03:06.753] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [03:08.538] Bust my gun all by myself
    [03:11.098] Rock ******* all by myself
    [03:13.874] Poured propane all on myself
    [03:16.887] Go so hard might harm myself
    [03:19.899] Yeah, *****
    [03:21.317] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [03:25.699] Yeah, *****
    [03:28.471] Yeah, *****
    [03:31.215] Yeah, it's Kurupt young motha****ing Gotti
    [03:34.557] Still rolling in a 6, I don't **** with the Bugatti
    [03:36.986] Come up in this motha****a looking for a *****
    [03:39.854] She probably sucked on my **** then you kissed her on the lips
    [03:42.929] The integral, South Central sentinel
    [03:45.831] Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch (ha ha ha ha)
    [03:48.845] Get roped and choked and rope-a-****d
    [03:54.484] Extra overdose of the oki-doke
    [03:56.760] Get a ***** smoked, I ain't no joke
    [03:59.842] Tired of this bullshit and everything y'all talk about
    [04:02.778] They walked 'em in, I walked 'em out
    [04:04.161] They talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out
    [04:05.657] Now **** back that Oxy (Pow-pow, pow-pow)
    [04:07.048] Walk inside, pistols popping, top is popping off
    [04:10.947] Papadopoulos neighborhood, rolling 60 *****
    [04:14.005] Ghetto tribalist, squeezing *****es like octopuses
    [04:17.192] *****, show me where the money at, show me where the kush is
    [04:20.260] Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes
    [04:22.864] This is the reasons why I won't be ****ing with *****es like you
    [04:25.488] Me, Tyler, and ScHoolboy Q, we told 'em
    [04:29.475] (Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
    [04:30.964] *****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
    [04:33.946] The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
    [04:36.311] Why you look confused? Motha****a, this is war
    [04:39.862] Yeah, *****
    [04:41.148] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [04:43.859] Yeah, *****
    [04:47.151] Ugh, yeah, *****
    [04:49.474] Ugh, yeah, *****