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Bud Sack

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  • 作曲 : Z Ro
    *************t let me see that light, (huh *************)
    Is there any ******, (hold up ************* damn what's wrong with you *************)
    Cause *************, mayn I'm stressing like a mo'******
    (for what), I gotta turn myself in man
    (oh I forgot about that *************t man *************), but not today though
    (oh well *************t ************* it, you all good then)


    [Z-Ro:]
    I'm breaking, my bud sack down (bud sack down)
    And representing, H-Town (H-Town)
    My homies, are always down (always down)
    Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round)
    I keep my hand, on my strap (on my strap)
    I bet I blow back your nap, (your nap)
    I ************* you up brah, so quick (so quick)
    And all you haters, raise up off my ************* (my *************)
    I'm repping, the Screwed Up Click (Up Click)
    Time to lace your shoes up *************, (up *************)
    I bet you won't ************* around, (around)
    Cause I'm the coldest ************* in my town, (my town)
    You can get your *************t, and shoot-shoot all days up
    But I don't give a *************, cause ain't nobody gonna touch me
    I bet you, I be standing in the end
    I gotta remain living, and counting Benjamins


    [Z-Ro:]
    Do I ************* with laws naw, I don't ************* with Paul Wall
    And I'm riding in some'ing big enough, to get rid of all y'all
    Whenever I get to wrecking, I might keep my flow slow like
    Big ass momentary kush, and a codeine cup with no ice
    Flow nice with the pen and pad, and dangerous with that op top
    I'm also known to paint stains, that bang and make your house rock
    Make a mouth drop, whenever I'm seen bending a corner
    Put my *************t in park and hop out, and just might take someone to the corner
    What's cracking that six cracking, that's what that do
    My body got tattoos, mainly cause my track blue
    Get a millnuver or ruger, from a Hoover as he maneuvers
    I run to ya as I do ya, your boxing game is straight manure
    Been the King of the Ghetto, since 1999
    I remain groove in my kingdom, with my nine right by my side
    I lay and wreck, your mother******g chest at
    Get ready for this right here, I'm about to leave you breathless bang


    [Z-Ro:]
    They say my attitude is grass, but that *************t just make me laugh
    Now shut up before I pull out my piece, and plug you in your calve
    And if you ain't by yourself, I'll wipe out your whole staff
    And even a nickname for me, I'm still gon have the last laugh
    So ************* with me if you want, I'ma put you to bed
    And pretend I'm a pilgrim on Thanksgiving, and butcher your head
    This is a freestyle, cause it come from the top of my head
    Meanwhile there's a light *************ning, on top of my led
    You ask why, cause I'm trying to see with it
    And it don't matter where I'm at, whether private or public I'ma be with it
    So I hold down the hammer, and I let myself go
    Since my fingerprints ain't on the bullets, they'll never know it was Z-Ro
    That's right I sneak around, like a thief in the night
    Knuckle up with me, if you want you'll lose your teeth in a fight
    Cause I'm grown man, in a couple of months I'll be back home man
    Traveling the way a king suppose to travel, over grown man
  • 作曲 : Z Ro
    *************t let me see that light, (huh *************)
    Is there any ******, (hold up ************* damn what's wrong with you *************)
    Cause *************, mayn I'm stressing like a mo'******
    (for what), I gotta turn myself in man
    (oh I forgot about that *************t man *************), but not today though
    (oh well *************t ************* it, you all good then)


    [Z-Ro:]
    I'm breaking, my bud sack down (bud sack down)
    And representing, H-Town (H-Town)
    My homies, are always down (always down)
    Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round)
    I keep my hand, on my strap (on my strap)
    I bet I blow back your nap, (your nap)
    I ************* you up brah, so quick (so quick)
    And all you haters, raise up off my ************* (my *************)
    I'm repping, the Screwed Up Click (Up Click)
    Time to lace your shoes up *************, (up *************)
    I bet you won't ************* around, (around)
    Cause I'm the coldest ************* in my town, (my town)
    You can get your *************t, and shoot-shoot all days up
    But I don't give a *************, cause ain't nobody gonna touch me
    I bet you, I be standing in the end
    I gotta remain living, and counting Benjamins


    [Z-Ro:]
    Do I ************* with laws naw, I don't ************* with Paul Wall
    And I'm riding in some'ing big enough, to get rid of all y'all
    Whenever I get to wrecking, I might keep my flow slow like
    Big ass momentary kush, and a codeine cup with no ice
    Flow nice with the pen and pad, and dangerous with that op top
    I'm also known to paint stains, that bang and make your house rock
    Make a mouth drop, whenever I'm seen bending a corner
    Put my *************t in park and hop out, and just might take someone to the corner
    What's cracking that six cracking, that's what that do
    My body got tattoos, mainly cause my track blue
    Get a millnuver or ruger, from a Hoover as he maneuvers
    I run to ya as I do ya, your boxing game is straight manure
    Been the King of the Ghetto, since 1999
    I remain groove in my kingdom, with my nine right by my side
    I lay and wreck, your mother******g chest at
    Get ready for this right here, I'm about to leave you breathless bang


    [Z-Ro:]
    They say my attitude is grass, but that *************t just make me laugh
    Now shut up before I pull out my piece, and plug you in your calve
    And if you ain't by yourself, I'll wipe out your whole staff
    And even a nickname for me, I'm still gon have the last laugh
    So ************* with me if you want, I'ma put you to bed
    And pretend I'm a pilgrim on Thanksgiving, and butcher your head
    This is a freestyle, cause it come from the top of my head
    Meanwhile there's a light *************ning, on top of my led
    You ask why, cause I'm trying to see with it
    And it don't matter where I'm at, whether private or public I'ma be with it
    So I hold down the hammer, and I let myself go
    Since my fingerprints ain't on the bullets, they'll never know it was Z-Ro
    That's right I sneak around, like a thief in the night
    Knuckle up with me, if you want you'll lose your teeth in a fight
    Cause I'm grown man, in a couple of months I'll be back home man
    Traveling the way a king suppose to travel, over grown man