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  • 作词 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita
    作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita
    Yo, you got these ****** running around like they head cut off
    Like they gully then switch when
    I'm spittin' those gummies
    I creep in the cold till my nose get runny
    Then I'm laying for a ***** like
    I'm waiting on money
    I ask these hoes what the **** they want from me
    From the gate
    I keep it real that's why the gold love me
    I got a shorty and she get down for me, when
    I'm out of town
    You know she holdin' down the crown for me
    Dog, God forbid if
    I die, don't worry kid
    Take you with me **** put some **** on me
    My life's story was the henny, had to stop that
    And now I'm focusing clear when
    I cop that
    **** getting clapped, it be more like applause
    Since they tellin' like broads, might as well be the
    MobbThe H da
    A da V da
    O da C I'm the man
    The myth pushing **** to the white league
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    Don't make me be after you ****** like the
    Ku Klux Man
    Throwin' my hoody, and you know
    I'm burnin' that grass
    Plottin' on how
    I'm gon' murda that ass
    I'm poppin' up, guns choppin' up, yo whole staff
    We stoppin' the cassette, ain't nothin' gettin' passed'
    Cuz we gettin' fat, on top of that we gettin' cash
    I hear you ****** wanna get me may
    God be with you
    Plus you better keep that motha****in' thing right wit you
    And if I feel you a threat to my well-being
    ****** is bleeding you ****** better back up off the
    P kidI blam you, and pass you to
    Jesus Christ
    You be a ghostdog like
    Forest Whitaker right
    Be a dumb motha****a thinkin'
    P not squeezin'
    Like Palm
    Springs the only thing beefin'
    Is that gumball 'cuz
    I ain't got talk for ya'll
    I got big four-pound towners do you new bounce
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    The two-face ******
    The backstab ******
    I felt that **** coming
    Nip that in the bud gunnin'
    No tolerance for them ******
    **** the dumb ****,
    I hope you ****** die broke
    While we in the plushes
    Hotel Suites
    Expensive car seats
    Windows half-down bumpin' out
    Mobb Beatz
    With a bad ***** beside me
    Raisin' up the volume
    Know they hate to see that
    And that's why we come through
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    I won't fall
  • 作词 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita
    作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita
    Yo, you got these ****** running around like they head cut off
    Like they gully then switch when
    I'm spittin' those gummies
    I creep in the cold till my nose get runny
    Then I'm laying for a ***** like
    I'm waiting on money
    I ask these hoes what the **** they want from me
    From the gate
    I keep it real that's why the gold love me
    I got a shorty and she get down for me, when
    I'm out of town
    You know she holdin' down the crown for me
    Dog, God forbid if
    I die, don't worry kid
    Take you with me **** put some **** on me
    My life's story was the henny, had to stop that
    And now I'm focusing clear when
    I cop that
    **** getting clapped, it be more like applause
    Since they tellin' like broads, might as well be the
    MobbThe H da
    A da V da
    O da C I'm the man
    The myth pushing **** to the white league
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    Don't make me be after you ****** like the
    Ku Klux Man
    Throwin' my hoody, and you know
    I'm burnin' that grass
    Plottin' on how
    I'm gon' murda that ass
    I'm poppin' up, guns choppin' up, yo whole staff
    We stoppin' the cassette, ain't nothin' gettin' passed'
    Cuz we gettin' fat, on top of that we gettin' cash
    I hear you ****** wanna get me may
    God be with you
    Plus you better keep that motha****in' thing right wit you
    And if I feel you a threat to my well-being
    ****** is bleeding you ****** better back up off the
    P kidI blam you, and pass you to
    Jesus Christ
    You be a ghostdog like
    Forest Whitaker right
    Be a dumb motha****a thinkin'
    P not squeezin'
    Like Palm
    Springs the only thing beefin'
    Is that gumball 'cuz
    I ain't got talk for ya'll
    I got big four-pound towners do you new bounce
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    The two-face ******
    The backstab ******
    I felt that **** coming
    Nip that in the bud gunnin'
    No tolerance for them ******
    **** the dumb ****,
    I hope you ****** die broke
    While we in the plushes
    Hotel Suites
    Expensive car seats
    Windows half-down bumpin' out
    Mobb Beatz
    With a bad ***** beside me
    Raisin' up the volume
    Know they hate to see that
    And that's why we come through
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that(I won't fall)
    You can two face me, backstab me
    A ***** still ain't taking what's mines gon' die trying(I won't fall)
    You can try to set me up and all that
    A ***** too much on point for all that
    I won't fall