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  • 作曲 : Adams, Anthony, Hughes, Kidd ...
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    This ****** no games with my
    Hanes tee ******rt, with a pic and roll chain
    Doo-rag, heavy blue '
    Lac , 85 South, don't drive it too fast
    My ******z don't roll no billies, get a big box of them brown
    DutchesWe don't want no brand new
    CartelBrandon lemme get them keys to the
    CutlassRepresent for the
    M I L, the
    A T L, the
    MacktownStay smokin' that smackdown, keep myself a little half pound
    You know me, still in the cut, on the back po'ch
    Jig drillin' it up
    Black folks just livin' it up, court next week not givin a ******!
    What's up?
    Grown standin, only rap to them grown women
    Stay high, we'll play shy, least till
    I can get home wit 'em
    Shorty whattchu thinkin'?
    Whattchu drinkin'?
    Thinkin' it is what it ain't
    I can't be trickin', so don't be trippin', thinkin'
    I can't when
    I can't, come on
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    ****** hooked it up, like the waitress from the
    IHopNothin but the grits, steak, and egg with that
    Waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back side to side
    Them polly country boy,
    Cadillac, cat sick in the multi-color
    All clean twenty inches at the seam plenty chickens
    Get the green spit the swishers at the
    Beam ******t done seem
    Craziest muh'******, what y'all ******z do for cream
    Never knock the hustle scheme, only what the cheddar bring
    Hate, fake-******z, hoes, envy, greed, jealousy
    Can't hate, what a ****** make, type of enemies
    Smilin' in my face but they really ain't no friend to me
    Can't wait, send em eight straight nine milli-mee
    Aww hell naw, y'all ******z ain't feelin' me!
    Colt 45 everytime like
    Billy DNinety-five [Incomprehensible] leave through
    TennesseeQuarter pound with the chron' ****** wit my memory
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's ******' wit that?
    String beans pork chops, what's ******' wit that?
    Dime sack with the gnac, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' with that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Every Chevy on dubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Go down to the country, you won't wanna go back
    Vertical grills in front of the '
    LacGuns roll so fast put one in my back
    Plus a buncha country boys wit gats
    You don't want none a that
    Keep my nine right beside me, at all times'
    Coz I be in the line, like some of these ******z you find
    Don't want you to ******ne, right yea
    From the side and nine to nine
    Roll around here somethin' tryna sell mine
    Lord know but
    I got a dime early time
    Got me feelin' to', now my
    Eggo's cold
    See I'm a country boy, close the door
    Clinton and
    Gore, y'all been warned
    Guns and more, better hit the floor
    Them yeggaz want ya 'coz they comin' in with them laws
    ****** yo life, buck my chife and
    I got my ride, fool,
    I'm ready to ride
    For my yeggaz
    I'ma bring it to you dead or alive
    Yeah that's fo sho' ya betta know that
    You a nasty hoe, ya betta show that
    Got a quiet lil' spot we can go at
    And if you ain't wit that, we can show you where the doe at
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's ******' wit that?
    String beans pork chops, what's ******' wit that?
    Dime sack with the gnac, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' with that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Every Chevy on dubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
  • 作曲 : Adams, Anthony, Hughes, Kidd ...
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    This ****** no games with my
    Hanes tee ******rt, with a pic and roll chain
    Doo-rag, heavy blue '
    Lac , 85 South, don't drive it too fast
    My ******z don't roll no billies, get a big box of them brown
    DutchesWe don't want no brand new
    CartelBrandon lemme get them keys to the
    CutlassRepresent for the
    M I L, the
    A T L, the
    MacktownStay smokin' that smackdown, keep myself a little half pound
    You know me, still in the cut, on the back po'ch
    Jig drillin' it up
    Black folks just livin' it up, court next week not givin a ******!
    What's up?
    Grown standin, only rap to them grown women
    Stay high, we'll play shy, least till
    I can get home wit 'em
    Shorty whattchu thinkin'?
    Whattchu drinkin'?
    Thinkin' it is what it ain't
    I can't be trickin', so don't be trippin', thinkin'
    I can't when
    I can't, come on
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    ****** hooked it up, like the waitress from the
    IHopNothin but the grits, steak, and egg with that
    Waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back side to side
    Them polly country boy,
    Cadillac, cat sick in the multi-color
    All clean twenty inches at the seam plenty chickens
    Get the green spit the swishers at the
    Beam ******t done seem
    Craziest muh'******, what y'all ******z do for cream
    Never knock the hustle scheme, only what the cheddar bring
    Hate, fake-******z, hoes, envy, greed, jealousy
    Can't hate, what a ****** make, type of enemies
    Smilin' in my face but they really ain't no friend to me
    Can't wait, send em eight straight nine milli-mee
    Aww hell naw, y'all ******z ain't feelin' me!
    Colt 45 everytime like
    Billy DNinety-five [Incomprehensible] leave through
    TennesseeQuarter pound with the chron' ****** wit my memory
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's ******' wit that?
    String beans pork chops, what's ******' wit that?
    Dime sack with the gnac, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' with that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Every Chevy on dubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Go down to the country, you won't wanna go back
    Vertical grills in front of the '
    LacGuns roll so fast put one in my back
    Plus a buncha country boys wit gats
    You don't want none a that
    Keep my nine right beside me, at all times'
    Coz I be in the line, like some of these ******z you find
    Don't want you to ******ne, right yea
    From the side and nine to nine
    Roll around here somethin' tryna sell mine
    Lord know but
    I got a dime early time
    Got me feelin' to', now my
    Eggo's cold
    See I'm a country boy, close the door
    Clinton and
    Gore, y'all been warned
    Guns and more, better hit the floor
    Them yeggaz want ya 'coz they comin' in with them laws
    ****** yo life, buck my chife and
    I got my ride, fool,
    I'm ready to ride
    For my yeggaz
    I'ma bring it to you dead or alive
    Yeah that's fo sho' ya betta know that
    You a nasty hoe, ya betta show that
    Got a quiet lil' spot we can go at
    And if you ain't wit that, we can show you where the doe at
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    We just some country boys, country walk, country talk
    Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
    Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's ******' wit that?
    String beans pork chops, what's ******' wit that?
    Dime sack with the gnac, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' with that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    Every Chevy on dubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's ******' wit that?
    Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?
    What's ******' wit that?