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  • 作词 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
    作曲 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
    This that ************* rider, music
    This that ************* rider, music
    All night, when I'm roulette
    Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
    Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
    I ain't going out like River Phoenix
    I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
    I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
    Mask up like it's the end of October
    Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
    I done told ya, when it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
    Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
    I conspire motive, y'all can try and clone this
    Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
    None of my opponents hold the eyes open
    Rip out the hearts and let 'em all die soulless
    This that ************* rider, music
    This that ************* rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
    This that ************* rider, music
    This that ************* rider, music
    All night, when I'm roulette
    Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
    **** 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
    **** a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
    It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
    That's what it was
    I used to get my ass beat just because (For real)
    I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
    Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
    Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
    **** a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
    Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you start
    Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
    I hope you *****es think of me every time you see the scars
    This that ************* rider, music
    This that ************* rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
    This that ************* rider, music
    This that ************* rider, music
    All night, when I'm roulette
    Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
    All these signs show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
    On the cross when they cross me over, over something so petty
    Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
    I am Gun Kelly, ain't **** you can tell me
    Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
    I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
    Rap for currency,
    Like I'm spitter Andretti and let it fall like confetti
    Ball for my dawgs that they got locked in the celly
    And **** the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
    You learn it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
    They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
    Goddamn
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
    [00:05.18]This that ************* rider, music
    [00:06.92]This that ************* rider, music
    [00:09.00]All night, when I'm roulette
    [00:11.10]Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    [00:14.03]But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    [00:15.88]With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    [00:18.77]Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    [00:21.00]All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    [00:23.18]These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    [00:25.84]I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    [00:28.39]But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    [00:30.00]Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
    [00:32.15]Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
    [00:34.47]I ain't going out like River Phoenix
    [00:35.98]I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
    [00:37.58]I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
    [00:40.22]Mask up like it's the end of October
    [00:41.90]Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
    [00:44.56]I done told ya, when it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
    [00:47.14]Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
    [00:49.04]I conspire motive, y'all can try and clone this
    [00:51.73]Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
    [00:54.04]None of my opponents hold the eyes open
    [00:56.56]Rip out the hearts and let 'em all die soulless
    [00:59.90]This that ************* rider, music
    [01:02.16]This that ************* rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
    [01:04.97]This that ************* rider, music
    [01:07.01]This that ************* rider, music
    [01:08.89]All night, when I'm roulette
    [01:10.89]Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    [01:13.88]But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    [01:15.79]With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    [01:18.76]Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    [01:20.95]All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    [01:22.97]These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    [01:25.97]I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    [01:28.26]But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    [01:30.15]Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
    [01:32.51]**** 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
    [01:34.96]**** a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
    [01:37.43]It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
    [01:39.89]That's what it was
    [01:40.83]I used to get my ass beat just because (For real)
    [01:42.75]I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
    [01:44.99]Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
    [01:47.42]Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
    [01:49.68]**** a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
    [01:52.48]Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you start
    [01:54.48]Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
    [01:56.99]I hope you *****es think of me every time you see the scars
    [01:59.54]This that ************* rider, music
    [02:02.08]This that ************* rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
    [02:04.98]This that ************* rider, music
    [02:06.99]This that ************* rider, music
    [02:09.09]All night, when I'm roulette
    [02:11.14]Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
    [02:13.87]But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
    [02:16.16]With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich
    [02:18.87]Like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
    [02:21.14]All through traffic with this mob apparatus
    [02:22.93]These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
    [02:26.00]I heard Heaven got a place for me there,
    [02:28.27]But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
    [02:30.00]Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
    [02:31.91]All these signs show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
    [02:34.47]On the cross when they cross me over, over something so petty
    [02:37.04]Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
    [02:39.39]I am Gun Kelly, ain't **** you can tell me
    [02:42.00]Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
    [02:44.38]I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
    [02:47.00]Rap for currency,
    [02:47.88]Like I'm spitter Andretti and let it fall like confetti
    [02:50.13]Ball for my dawgs that they got locked in the celly
    [02:51.92]And **** the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
    [02:54.35]You learn it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
    [02:56.88]They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
    [02:59.12]Goddamn