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God Is Perfect

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  • 作词 : Frederick J. Tipton
    作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/Alan D. Maman
    Aight, check it out
    Uh, gang, gang
    Yeah, will it ever be the same?
    Uh, Big Fivo, yeah
    Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
    It's here (Uh)
    Yeah
    (One, two) Yeah, yeah
    (Hold up, hold up) Yeah, yeah
    Kane train baby
    (One, two, new flow, check it out)
    Microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    Slippin' tiki in my kiki, I'm with Dee-Dee and Vanessa
    Top-notch b*tches on my roster get the most and nothin' lesser
    Poppa met me in the valley, drop the ho all up with nothin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    I didn't want to speak on this sh*t but it really been rackin' my brain now (Yeah, yeah)
    'Cause really I f*ck with this rap but my n*ggas still sellin' c*caine now (Huh, yeah)
    Them crackers they got enough on us to go start a motherf*ckin' case now (Yeah)
    A n*gga get hit with the R.I.C.O, they comin', they snatchin' the gang now
    Big sticks longer'n a b*tch, golfball holes in this sh*t
    Big Fen ball in this b*tch
    'Cause with Willy brother all in the six
    Had a piper, shoulda wore a diaper
    When I hit him, left his draws full of sh*t
    N*ggas blow at us, they gettin' blown down
    But I'll be so proud to put the d*pe down
    For the microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    Yessir, microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    Gangland sh*t
    F*ck around, get gangland hit
    I'ma catch a little b*tch while he's chillin' with his clique
    N*gga where the whole gang at, b*tch?
    Where the watch and the chain at, b*tch?
    Set 'em up, yeah, I drained that b*tch
    I was f*ckin' in the A, for like four days straight
    But a n*gga never claim that b*tch
    I be talkin' that sh*t like I'm bulletproof
    F*ck a DM I'm sendin' them killers through
    I be f*ckin' with the Gs, Crips, Bloods, BDs
    Man, this sh*t get political
    Hit the John, I'm whippin' the miracle
    Get the spoon, I'm scrapin' the residue
    Man, I shop with Colombianos and the Mexicanos
    Man, this sh*t get political
    Rock it up then blade that sh*t
    Dog food n*gga slang that sh*t
    N*ggas shot at me and miss with the whole damn clip
    Yeah, the b*tch couldn't aim that sh*t
    N*gga might get gangland hit
    East side sang that sh*t
    N*ggas shot at me and miss with the whole damn clip
    Yeah, the b*tch couldn't aim that sh*t
    F*ck n*gga
    Microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    Yessir, microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    Take some measures out the brick
    We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    Yo, I would like to say, you know?
    My man Kane smoked him, you know?
    But there is supposed to be a reason when you kill somebody
    Don't use somebody else for sh*t
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Frederick J. Tipton
    [00:00.059] 作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/Alan D. Maman
    [00:00.118]Aight, check it out
    [00:03.148]Uh, gang, gang
    [00:05.447]Yeah, will it ever be the same?
    [00:08.425]Uh, Big Fivo, yeah
    [00:11.142]Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
    [00:15.765]It's here (Uh)
    [00:17.960]Yeah
    [00:18.691](One, two) Yeah, yeah
    [00:21.486](Hold up, hold up) Yeah, yeah
    [00:23.132]Kane train baby
    [00:24.020](One, two, new flow, check it out)
    [00:25.796]Microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    [00:28.670]Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    [00:31.804]All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    [00:34.678]Take some measures out the brick
    [00:36.193]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    [00:37.760]Slippin' tiki in my kiki, I'm with Dee-Dee and Vanessa
    [00:40.921]Top-notch b*tches on my roster get the most and nothin' lesser
    [00:44.030]Poppa met me in the valley, drop the ho all up with nothin'
    [00:47.060]Take some measures out the brick
    [00:48.601]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    [00:51.187]I didn't want to speak on this sh*t but it really been rackin' my brain now (Yeah, yeah)
    [00:53.930]'Cause really I f*ck with this rap but my n*ggas still sellin' c*caine now (Huh, yeah)
    [00:57.640]Them crackers they got enough on us to go start a motherf*ckin' case now (Yeah)
    [01:00.565]A n*gga get hit with the R.I.C.O, they comin', they snatchin' the gang now
    [01:03.178]Big sticks longer'n a b*tch, golfball holes in this sh*t
    [01:06.156]Big Fen ball in this b*tch
    [01:07.697]'Cause with Willy brother all in the six
    [01:09.290]Had a piper, shoulda wore a diaper
    [01:10.805]When I hit him, left his draws full of sh*t
    [01:12.268]N*ggas blow at us, they gettin' blown down
    [01:13.783]But I'll be so proud to put the d*pe down
    [01:15.298]For the microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    [01:18.433]Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    [01:21.359]All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    [01:24.415]Take some measures out the brick
    [01:25.930]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    [01:27.498]Yessir, microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    [01:30.841]Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    [01:33.689]All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    [01:36.823]Take some measures out the brick
    [01:38.338]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    [01:40.611]Gangland sh*t
    [01:41.499]F*ck around, get gangland hit
    [01:42.962]I'ma catch a little b*tch while he's chillin' with his clique
    [01:44.843]N*gga where the whole gang at, b*tch?
    [01:46.149]Where the watch and the chain at, b*tch?
    [01:47.586]Set 'em up, yeah, I drained that b*tch
    [01:49.179]I was f*ckin' in the A, for like four days straight
    [01:50.877]But a n*gga never claim that b*tch
    [01:52.340]I be talkin' that sh*t like I'm bulletproof
    [01:54.038]F*ck a DM I'm sendin' them killers through
    [01:55.422]I be f*ckin' with the Gs, Crips, Bloods, BDs
    [01:57.225]Man, this sh*t get political
    [01:58.557]Hit the John, I'm whippin' the miracle
    [02:00.151]Get the spoon, I'm scrapin' the residue
    [02:01.796]Man, I shop with Colombianos and the Mexicanos
    [02:03.756]Man, this sh*t get political
    [02:04.879]Rock it up then blade that sh*t
    [02:06.420]Dog food n*gga slang that sh*t
    [02:07.857]N*ggas shot at me and miss with the whole damn clip
    [02:09.685]Yeah, the b*tch couldn't aim that sh*t
    [02:11.018]N*gga might get gangland hit
    [02:12.637]East side sang that sh*t
    [02:14.100]N*ggas shot at me and miss with the whole damn clip
    [02:15.824]Yeah, the b*tch couldn't aim that sh*t
    [02:17.209]F*ck n*gga
    [02:17.809]Microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    [02:20.813]Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    [02:23.635]All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    [02:26.743]Take some measures out the brick
    [02:28.206]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure
    [02:29.878]Yessir, microphone check, one, two, mic checka
    [02:33.352]Still rep that block, still burn a lot, I pray to Mecca
    [02:35.991]All this gang sh*t in my vein, I got the rake, I got the blessin'
    [02:39.125]Take some measures out the brick
    [02:40.823]We press a brick, it ain't no pressure, yessir
    [02:44.193]Yo, I would like to say, you know?
    [02:47.850]My man Kane smoked him, you know?
    [02:50.097]But there is supposed to be a reason when you kill somebody
    [02:52.474]Don't use somebody else for sh*t