作曲 : Jackson, Jackson, Long ... It's so incredible AceYou ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray(Get 'em) Boy, there ya go(Get 'em) Boy, there ya go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka Boy, there you go Hol' up with it, KhaledDon't let me get 'em Gun *********ed, where his cheerin'? No talk, time to get him Fake **********s gon' make me kill him Make his body ***********ver like he naked in a river Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river Come and get him when it's winter ********** holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya that Rock boy ********** over bags Say you movin' them slabs of crack See ********** you a lie like Pac is back Man you **********s all crap And you homies won't last' Til your somethin' like paper tags Don't make me slide the mask To save from blast, get his ass You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray Now let me get 'em When I walk up in the place Put the pace in ya face Tell 'em gimme that K********** **********s and they really don't think That I know where they lay duct tape they face Pop pop, unload that K then we leave em and we find'em in a couple of days *********** **********s know where you lay Actin' like I don't know where you stay Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya **********'s too fake Tellin' all the **********s that you move them thangs, what? Y'ain't 'bout that lie. huh? Y'ain't got no stride, naw You'nt really grind, leave em in the streets' Til the D boys find 'em, dumb **********s And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this town We gon' g-g-get 'em You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray Now who am I? *********as wanna know When I pull up in that rover They know that it's over Big holes in ya body like coasters Creep, creep we deep with soldiers Black holster to carry that toaster Hot head, now they callin' me folgers But still creep in Adidas with the heaters, millimeters Wanna see where yo family at pop Pop just call me ace Slump **********s, I'm a call you dead Click clack now ya T-***********rt red Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included know that The clip be hands on, it'll take yo mans on Leave his body slumped in the damn yard(Get 'em) You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
作曲 : Jackson, Jackson, Long ... It's so incredible AceYou ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray(Get 'em) Boy, there ya go(Get 'em) Boy, there ya go Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka Boy, there you go Hol' up with it, KhaledDon't let me get 'em Gun *********ed, where his cheerin'? No talk, time to get him Fake **********s gon' make me kill him Make his body ***********ver like he naked in a river Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river Come and get him when it's winter ********** holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya that Rock boy ********** over bags Say you movin' them slabs of crack See ********** you a lie like Pac is back Man you **********s all crap And you homies won't last' Til your somethin' like paper tags Don't make me slide the mask To save from blast, get his ass You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray Now let me get 'em When I walk up in the place Put the pace in ya face Tell 'em gimme that K********** **********s and they really don't think That I know where they lay duct tape they face Pop pop, unload that K then we leave em and we find'em in a couple of days *********** **********s know where you lay Actin' like I don't know where you stay Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya **********'s too fake Tellin' all the **********s that you move them thangs, what? Y'ain't 'bout that lie. huh? Y'ain't got no stride, naw You'nt really grind, leave em in the streets' Til the D boys find 'em, dumb **********s And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this town We gon' g-g-get 'em You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray Now who am I? *********as wanna know When I pull up in that rover They know that it's over Big holes in ya body like coasters Creep, creep we deep with soldiers Black holster to carry that toaster Hot head, now they callin' me folgers But still creep in Adidas with the heaters, millimeters Wanna see where yo family at pop Pop just call me ace Slump **********s, I'm a call you dead Click clack now ya T-***********rt red Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included know that The clip be hands on, it'll take yo mans on Leave his body slumped in the damn yard(Get 'em) You ain't comin' round here Talkin' all that ***********t Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks I'm a have to come round your way ********** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
