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King (Deluxe Version)专辑

  • 作词 : Harris, Clifford J.
    作曲 : Harris, Clifford J.
    Creme de la creme, homie, top shelf you know
    I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low
    Down low, down low, down low, I like my top let back
    Let back, let back, let back let back, let back
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 1
    I'm the man in my city ain't nobody ****ing wit me
    You can ask the real niggas and all the bad bitches
    I'm a known drug dealer I always have 50's
    And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me
    SS'S on 26's watching some television
    Shorty I'm never slipping got the Beretta in vision
    And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to tripping
    Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whipping
    Pimp stole the automobile and the roof for the tag missing
    Polices' try to pursue me it's nothing but gas given
    Addicted to fast living, guess I'm one of my dad's children
    Think I'm bad now, you should've seen me before I had children
    Give dick to your daddy's daughter and dare her to have children
    Hope he got some insurance cause death her ass is enduring
    Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
    Still my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain gripping
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 2
    I got this Pimp Squad Click, I know you heard about us
    Young niggas filthy rich and we ain't worried about much
    On this Glock I clutch, In God I trust
    If a **** nigga start, bet his heart I bust
    Got your partners and the broad in your car ****ed up
    What, you're under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
    I got the heart and the guts on this purp I blow
    Move 10 bricks daily trying to twerk 5 mo'
    Ya see the Cadillac swerving down Hollywood Road
    On the fliest Spur in Cali ****ing Hollywood Ho's
    On a pill and half with my partner Young Dro
    Bumping Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
    Other rappers' old news, told dudes I'ma pro
    With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
    Hey nigga don't you hit me less you buying 6 or mo
    My 24 blades glistening and my 808 kicking
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 3
    I wear the crown down under man somebody better tell 'em
    'Fore I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailing
    I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
    And now we riding Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
    If you ever think of trying to run up on me just forget it
    The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
    Pistol way in the truck got my knife on tuck
    You think he ain't getting stuck, you got life ****ed up
    A couple stitches in ya hip will have your night ****ed up
    Will he live Will he die Guess he might luck up
    Meanwhile, I'm racing my Ferrari like a light for a buck
    Against Lamborghini Gallardos every time I get a car
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
  • 作词 : Harris, Clifford J.
    作曲 : Harris, Clifford J.
    Creme de la creme, homie, top shelf you know
    I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low
    Down low, down low, down low, I like my top let back
    Let back, let back, let back let back, let back
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 1
    I'm the man in my city ain't nobody ****ing wit me
    You can ask the real niggas and all the bad bitches
    I'm a known drug dealer I always have 50's
    And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me
    SS'S on 26's watching some television
    Shorty I'm never slipping got the Beretta in vision
    And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to tripping
    Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whipping
    Pimp stole the automobile and the roof for the tag missing
    Polices' try to pursue me it's nothing but gas given
    Addicted to fast living, guess I'm one of my dad's children
    Think I'm bad now, you should've seen me before I had children
    Give dick to your daddy's daughter and dare her to have children
    Hope he got some insurance cause death her ass is enduring
    Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
    Still my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain gripping
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 2
    I got this Pimp Squad Click, I know you heard about us
    Young niggas filthy rich and we ain't worried about much
    On this Glock I clutch, In God I trust
    If a **** nigga start, bet his heart I bust
    Got your partners and the broad in your car ****ed up
    What, you're under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
    I got the heart and the guts on this purp I blow
    Move 10 bricks daily trying to twerk 5 mo'
    Ya see the Cadillac swerving down Hollywood Road
    On the fliest Spur in Cali ****ing Hollywood Ho's
    On a pill and half with my partner Young Dro
    Bumping Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo'
    Other rappers' old news, told dudes I'ma pro
    With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter brick of blow
    Hey nigga don't you hit me less you buying 6 or mo
    My 24 blades glistening and my 808 kicking
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    Verse 3
    I wear the crown down under man somebody better tell 'em
    'Fore I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailing
    I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
    And now we riding Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
    If you ever think of trying to run up on me just forget it
    The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
    Pistol way in the truck got my knife on tuck
    You think he ain't getting stuck, you got life ****ed up
    A couple stitches in ya hip will have your night ****ed up
    Will he live Will he die Guess he might luck up
    Meanwhile, I'm racing my Ferrari like a light for a buck
    Against Lamborghini Gallardos every time I get a car
    Hook
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black
    I like my beat down low and my top let back
    Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
    You like your Kenwood hot and your top let back
    If your rims sit high and your windows pitch black