作词 : Quinn, Darwin Cordale / Harris, Clifford J. / Carter, Dwayne 作曲 : Quinn, Darwin Cordale / Harris, Clifford J. / Carter, Dwayne B*tch! Put my d*ck on yo face, put my gun in yo purse Put my work in yo *******, b*tch don't come on a word Pass the ******* to your slime, these n*ggas greener than lime So many knots in my pockets, the b*tch need a massage I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth If you're a rat you should've died as a mouse The ******* louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing If n*ggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo thinkin' cap off I get blood out these *******es, I'm a sneaking tampon This for my n*ggas back home, I'm still New Orleans regardless Got b*tches fallin' like olives, can sell that ******** to a tourist My b*tch is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve I kiss yo b*tch on the neck, shoot your man in the head Hit his mama address then send his parents a text I play with *******, not these n*ggas Crucify these n*ggas Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her ******* To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
I ain't never been dumb my n*gga Or sucka neither, go ahead play ya part wit it Cash on deck, they be layin' round wit it Gotta cake up, where the suckas playin' rounds wit it I'm cold, doubling this, just ask yo b*tch I swear she know her legs up high She spread eagle and then took in my big ego I'm stealthy, ask Tunechi and them Let me tell you a little something 'bout me I talk ****, break like Muhammad Ali Damn, whoop a n*gga ass like Muhammad Ali I'm thrown, no catchin' me These n*ggas in the game – so sad to me I'm sure no one would care we Just put them out their misery But no sympathy and no green, uh uh Me home with no heat, uh uh Can n*gga talk ******** of records at CM in public And they never do nothing You violator, demonstrations I'ma Put n*ggas up on there, wherever we want I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana Get after my girl and it's round whatever So don't be struck down when you seein' me n*gga Whoever f*ck with me be smoking the Sadie You ready for war, you 'bout that like really You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me Don't kick no n*ggas who be gossippin' with me Lookin' for yo b*tch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Talk to 'em!) We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Uh, ******* money ******* with me
Before you judge me I plead guilty I wish a n*gga would, I won't get a splinter Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down into chicken tenders This block booming, I'm not human My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin' One giant leap for mankind I'm high as moon men, how have you been? Burning on my waist But it ain't that far away I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay Here today, gone today I play with *******, not these n*ggas Crucify these n*ggas Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her ******* To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me
Hey Wayne wait man, these n*ggas ain't true Julio on the yard, these n*ggas can't do These n*ggas ain't King, these n*ggas ain't Tune Got the game locked up, covered every angle Got the outside, inside, middle lane too All sold up n*gga, hold up n*gga Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up n*gga Handcuff that b*tch when we roll up n*gga We'll hit that b*tch come pull up Hair head and shoulders up cover hole up in here When you're late checkin' up, she match us about Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house We leave up the house, counting 100's and 50's And go do a show for 250 We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities These n*ggas want trouble? I'm bringing it with me
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm with you!) We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
They ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me No, they ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me Yo T.I. They ain't f*ckin' with us pimp
Ahhh! My bad I didn't mean scream to Sorry
[00:00.000] 作词 : Quinn, Darwin Cordale / Harris, Clifford J. / Carter, Dwayne [00:01.000] 作曲 : Quinn, Darwin Cordale / Harris, Clifford J. / Carter, Dwayne [00:12.76]B*tch! Put my d*ck on yo face, put my gun in yo purse [00:16.92]Put my work in yo *******, b*tch don't come on a word [00:20.28]Pass the ******* to your slime, these n*ggas greener than lime [00:23.37]So many knots in my pockets, the b*tch need a massage [00:27.06]I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth [00:30.18]If you're a rat you should've died as a mouse [00:32.68]The ******* louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings [00:37.29]Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing [00:40.42]If n*ggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo thinkin' cap off [00:43.67]I get blood out these *******es, I'm a sneaking tampon [00:46.84]This for my n*ggas back home, I'm still New Orleans regardless [00:50.33]Got b*tches fallin' like olives, can sell that ******** to a tourist [00:54.20]My b*tch is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve [00:57.20]I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve [01:00.70]I kiss yo b*tch on the neck, shoot your man in the head [01:04.04]Hit his mama address then send his parents a text [01:07.48]I play with *******, not these n*ggas [01:09.48]Crucify these n*ggas [01:10.92]Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas [01:14.65]Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her ******* [01:17.70]To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me [01:21.59](Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:23.34] [01:23.71]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:26.65]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:29.71]Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:31.71]She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:33.34]He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:34.90](I'm wit you!) [01:35.53] [01:36.70]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:40.01]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:43.24]Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:45.24]Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:47.06]Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [01:48.62] [01:48.87]I ain't never been dumb my n*gga [01:50.06]Or sucka neither, go ahead play ya part wit it [01:51.75]Cash on deck, they be layin' round wit it [01:53.57]Gotta cake up, where the suckas playin' rounds wit it [01:55.26]I'm cold, doubling this, just ask yo b*tch [01:57.87]I swear she know her legs up high [01:59.48]She spread eagle and then took in my big ego [02:01.78]I'm stealthy, ask Tunechi and them [02:03.69]Let me tell you a little something 'bout me [02:05.43]I talk ****, break like Muhammad Ali [02:06.62]Damn, whoop a n*gga ass like Muhammad Ali [02:08.65]I'm thrown, no catchin' me [02:10.21]These n*ggas in the game – so sad to me [02:12.07]I'm sure no one would care we [02:13.51]Just put them out their misery [02:15.13]But no sympathy and no green, uh uh [02:17.32]Me home with no heat, uh uh [02:19.01]Can n*gga talk ******** of records at CM in public [02:21.01]And they never do nothing [02:22.26]You violator, demonstrations I'ma [02:23.51]Put n*ggas up on there, wherever we want [02:25.51]I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas [02:27.45]I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana [02:28.99]Get after my girl and it's round whatever [02:30.43]So don't be struck down when you seein' me n*gga [02:32.49]Whoever f*ck with me be smoking the Sadie [02:34.15]You ready for war, you 'bout that like really [02:35.89]You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily [02:37.73]See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me [02:39.29]Don't kick no n*ggas who be gossippin' with me [02:40.98]Lookin' for yo b*tch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:43.29] [02:43.84]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:47.43]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:50.73]Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:52.48]She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:54.23]He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [02:55.73](Talk to 'em!) [02:56.41]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [03:01.04]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [03:04.42]Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [03:06.23]Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [03:07.79]Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [03:09.48] [03:10.23]Uh, ******* money ******* with me [03:13.34] [03:14.21]Before you judge me I plead guilty [03:17.09]I wish a n*gga would, I won't get a splinter [03:19.99]Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down into chicken tenders [03:22.99]This block booming, I'm not human [03:24.92]My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin' [03:26.33]One giant leap for mankind [03:27.76]I'm high as moon men, how have you been? [03:29.93]Burning on my waist [03:30.98]But it ain't that far away [03:32.73]I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay [03:34.48]Here today, gone today [03:36.10]I play with *******, not these n*ggas [03:38.10]Crucify these n*ggas [03:39.66]Kidnap 'em cause they fowl so ask 'em who gon' buy these n*ggas [03:43.28]Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her ******* [03:46.34]To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me [03:50.21] [03:50.40]Hey Wayne wait man, these n*ggas ain't true [03:52.02]Julio on the yard, these n*ggas can't do [03:53.40]These n*ggas ain't King, these n*ggas ain't Tune [03:55.15]Got the game locked up, covered every angle [03:56.84]Got the outside, inside, middle lane too [03:58.53]All sold up n*gga, hold up n*gga [04:00.21]Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up n*gga [04:02.15]Handcuff that b*tch when we roll up n*gga [04:03.77]We'll hit that b*tch come pull up [04:05.34]Hair head and shoulders up cover hole up in here [04:07.21]When you're late checkin' up, she match us about [04:09.40]Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house [04:11.57]We leave up the house, counting 100's and 50's [04:12.76]And go do a show for 250 [04:13.76]We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities [04:15.26]These n*ggas want trouble? I'm bringing it with me [04:17.14] [04:17.51] [04:18.68]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:22.17]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:25.47]Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:27.35]She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:29.04]He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:30.71](I'm with you!) [04:32.26]We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:35.68]In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:39.04]Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:40.92]Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:42.66]Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [04:44.42] [04:45.73]They ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me [04:49.10]No, they ain't f*ckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me [04:52.02]Yo T.I. [04:52.72]They ain't f*ckin' with us pimp [04:54.21] [04:55.82]Ahhh! [05:00.82]My bad I didn't mean scream to [05:02.18]Sorry
