作词 : Eric Dan/Cameron Thomaz 作曲 : CC see a ****** well know for switchin states, mackin broads, gettin cakeclockin mags, **** and blast, on a ****** ****** for the quick escape I move with the dudes that be di*******n weight,smooth with the uz that will hit your face,came in the game,and im changin the game, with a flow that'll run around the crews that hatethis guy is a pimp and you know this fam, I dont hold the grams of a colder manand I do it for the youngins and the older fans,******s whippin in the kitchen just to hold the gram I dont play around, lay em down, for the little homie wanna play the clown I came to pounce, spray your rounds,follow a ******, cause its goin downmoney in a rubber band, slangin crack rockso you did it round a man with a flat top,ask anyone in the streets, everyone around know wiz a beastand im killin a beef you could chill on the team, pull the steal and relase, I'm up in your brain, you bet on me takin a loss, you better be cuffin yo chain.see this guy here is a nuisance, you talk fly and can't prove ityou just lie up in your music, send my guys to come and shoot *******t Duke I ride, and this as true as you will die if ******s pullin I dont know what you ****** seewhen its well know that yall cant see me[Chorus] P-I, T-T-S, B-U, R-G-H,represent to the fullest and I'm puttin cowards back in the place,when I"m rappin their taste,they aint crackin a place, laugh in your face, lay up and chill, after you say,thats a mistake,cause im all over a gang of ill guys lookin like their lives out of date.so why you say? cause my ******, I could die today,knock down, never see the light of day,get in that chest and I hide away,so I never give the cats a ride away,fire inside that made the kid move through the fools on the right to take the game,back to the time of the rhymin age, came back for the fact that guys are fakin,I can't even believe you can spit, *******t to the people I get,chips and just leave you with kids, that leave you see through your bricks,hear my *******t and overdose, sold you rope and sold some coke,moved some crack how true is that, front on my cats youll lose your back,finna get stacks til im through with rap, and Ive been on my tracks with truth in fact,killin em all, wacks, and im movin cats, with a crew in all black, ya im doin thatI gotta flavor that will ****** with your taste, and imma do it til im blue in the faceI think n figure that any ****** that thinkin that he pullin the place,is gonna need to have a tool on his waste.
作词 : Eric Dan/Cameron Thomaz 作曲 : CC see a ****** well know for switchin states, mackin broads, gettin cakeclockin mags, **** and blast, on a ****** ****** for the quick escape I move with the dudes that be di*******n weight,smooth with the uz that will hit your face,came in the game,and im changin the game, with a flow that'll run around the crews that hatethis guy is a pimp and you know this fam, I dont hold the grams of a colder manand I do it for the youngins and the older fans,******s whippin in the kitchen just to hold the gram I dont play around, lay em down, for the little homie wanna play the clown I came to pounce, spray your rounds,follow a ******, cause its goin downmoney in a rubber band, slangin crack rockso you did it round a man with a flat top,ask anyone in the streets, everyone around know wiz a beastand im killin a beef you could chill on the team, pull the steal and relase, I'm up in your brain, you bet on me takin a loss, you better be cuffin yo chain.see this guy here is a nuisance, you talk fly and can't prove ityou just lie up in your music, send my guys to come and shoot *******t Duke I ride, and this as true as you will die if ******s pullin I dont know what you ****** seewhen its well know that yall cant see me[Chorus] P-I, T-T-S, B-U, R-G-H,represent to the fullest and I'm puttin cowards back in the place,when I"m rappin their taste,they aint crackin a place, laugh in your face, lay up and chill, after you say,thats a mistake,cause im all over a gang of ill guys lookin like their lives out of date.so why you say? cause my ******, I could die today,knock down, never see the light of day,get in that chest and I hide away,so I never give the cats a ride away,fire inside that made the kid move through the fools on the right to take the game,back to the time of the rhymin age, came back for the fact that guys are fakin,I can't even believe you can spit, *******t to the people I get,chips and just leave you with kids, that leave you see through your bricks,hear my *******t and overdose, sold you rope and sold some coke,moved some crack how true is that, front on my cats youll lose your back,finna get stacks til im through with rap, and Ive been on my tracks with truth in fact,killin em all, wacks, and im movin cats, with a crew in all black, ya im doin thatI gotta flavor that will ****** with your taste, and imma do it til im blue in the faceI think n figure that any ****** that thinkin that he pullin the place,is gonna need to have a tool on his waste.
