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  • 作词 : Terius Gray
    作曲 : Terius Gray
    Look I'm tryin' to live right now
    Make a better place for my kids, right now
    Or get out my face is how it is, right now
    All I wanna have is my own ******t, right now
    So much go through my head all day
    The game situation is be paid or played
    I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery
    And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
    It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason
    I got away from all that bull******t, that thuggin' and thievin'
    And as far as this
    Cash Money ******t it's part of my blood
    And we feed each other everyday by showin' 'em love
    It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood
    And whoever sleepin' on it dem dat's gonna wake up
    I need dough to feed me and my people
    To get a pie and eat special from,
    Julio's****** ya boy,
    I don't care, who he know
    Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe
    I ain't tryin' to be a bully
    I just want what
    I earnedHe's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    I've seen ******t that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw
    They bustin' right over the backseat of a stolen car
    I was seven they had to be about nine or ten
    His momma
    Fay she done ran through who's dyin' again
    Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say
    As soon as she smoke that crack, ******t done ****** with her head
    Momma gon' love her kids, any place, anywhere
    And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer
    Durin' the struggles of my life
    I learned to take heed to ******t
    I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks
    All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights
    I always visioned that one day this would be my life
    Back then it wasn't gravy, the street wasn't right
    Especially in our house, we didn't eat some nights
    On come new technology these days and times
    And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind
    ****** what you got ******,
    I'm makin' mine
    I messed up my first 'lil change,
    I'ma be straight this time
    To the fullest, always huntin', for it to spend
    I went out and got it dawg,
    I can do it again
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    Get off the block 'lil ****** this my spot 'lil ******
    I don't care what you got you get shot 'lil ******
    I been thuggin' and
    I'm lovin' my life
    The reason
    I made it to here because
    I been livin' trife
    For spite stoppin' knockin' old ******z off
    Tryin' to be the ******' boss and shotcall
    Ride round in the toughest cars, double
    R's******' over ******z don't want see me ball
    Now which one of your peers wanna come do this
    I ain't with all of that talkin' 'cause my gun do flip
    Lift ******z off they feet when they run they lip
    Tryin' to tell you 'bout people, tell you that chick's on chips
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    I'm straight off of the street that's why
    I'm out chea bad
    Comin' through yo' door with a bag and a
    MagYou don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    If you don't like me ******, ****** come out
    ******, I don't like you either though ******-ass ******
    Boy-ass ****** what?
    ****** you in ya ass
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    Da da da, da da da da hahahaha
    I don't like you either though
    Punk, ******, candy-ass ******
    Wearin another ****** drawers ass ******
    Take it like a man ya heard me?
  • 作词 : Terius Gray
    作曲 : Terius Gray
    Look I'm tryin' to live right now
    Make a better place for my kids, right now
    Or get out my face is how it is, right now
    All I wanna have is my own ******t, right now
    So much go through my head all day
    The game situation is be paid or played
    I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery
    And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
    It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason
    I got away from all that bull******t, that thuggin' and thievin'
    And as far as this
    Cash Money ******t it's part of my blood
    And we feed each other everyday by showin' 'em love
    It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood
    And whoever sleepin' on it dem dat's gonna wake up
    I need dough to feed me and my people
    To get a pie and eat special from,
    Julio's****** ya boy,
    I don't care, who he know
    Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe
    I ain't tryin' to be a bully
    I just want what
    I earnedHe's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    I've seen ******t that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw
    They bustin' right over the backseat of a stolen car
    I was seven they had to be about nine or ten
    His momma
    Fay she done ran through who's dyin' again
    Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say
    As soon as she smoke that crack, ******t done ****** with her head
    Momma gon' love her kids, any place, anywhere
    And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer
    Durin' the struggles of my life
    I learned to take heed to ******t
    I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks
    All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights
    I always visioned that one day this would be my life
    Back then it wasn't gravy, the street wasn't right
    Especially in our house, we didn't eat some nights
    On come new technology these days and times
    And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind
    ****** what you got ******,
    I'm makin' mine
    I messed up my first 'lil change,
    I'ma be straight this time
    To the fullest, always huntin', for it to spend
    I went out and got it dawg,
    I can do it again
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    Get off the block 'lil ****** this my spot 'lil ******
    I don't care what you got you get shot 'lil ******
    I been thuggin' and
    I'm lovin' my life
    The reason
    I made it to here because
    I been livin' trife
    For spite stoppin' knockin' old ******z off
    Tryin' to be the ******' boss and shotcall
    Ride round in the toughest cars, double
    R's******' over ******z don't want see me ball
    Now which one of your peers wanna come do this
    I ain't with all of that talkin' 'cause my gun do flip
    Lift ******z off they feet when they run they lip
    Tryin' to tell you 'bout people, tell you that chick's on chips
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    I'm straight off of the street that's why
    I'm out chea bad
    Comin' through yo' door with a bag and a
    MagYou don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    If you don't like me ******, ****** come out
    ******, I don't like you either though ******-ass ******
    Boy-ass ****** what?
    ****** you in ya ass
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    You don't like me, yeah?
    Well ****** you in ya ass
    ******z is pure ****** and they made me mad
    Da da da, da da da da hahahaha
    I don't like you either though
    Punk, ******, candy-ass ******
    Wearin another ****** drawers ass ******
    Take it like a man ya heard me?