作词 : Taurus Bartlett 作曲 : Taurus Bartlett [Verse] I work the pack, I was never over-the-stove whippin' Had to trap to make a way, this shit a cold business Boy, if you conversate with rats, might get a long sentence, uh Nina blow him kisses 'til his soul liftin' My lil' homie known for shootin' like he Cole Bennett Was just a shawty, off this check was ****in' grown women My life a movie, all these bitches want a role in it The cloth I'm cut from was special, I wear my clothes different Lock in a booth, say I'm the GOAT for how I'm killin' tracks Bitch, just be grateful if you got a chance to witness that I ****ed up the racks, went on the road, just to get it back Starin' in the mirror, still ain't met nobody realer yet Coward was that nigga, lost his soul, I remember that How you go on ten thousand drills, still ain't no killer yet? Three blicks in the whip and if they deep, then we got sticks for that They gon' have to outline his body like a silhouette What you know 'bout watchin' out for opps in a bullpen? Devil don't care 'bout your innocence, you will get lured in I might have a bed made in Hell for these newer sins I can't say I'm sorry 'bout some shit that I'm gon' do again We might pop out at your party, snuck them Rugers in Uh, them Glocks hot when my shooters spin Baby, we just set the tone, we don't do the trends I'm from where they tryna make a livin' off a two for ten Yeah, bitch, you know how we ro-o-o-ock **** with the gang, you'll get brutalized Please don't try to take my chain, boy, that's suicide Comin' straight from the slums, where it's do-or-die Now, how you gon' survive? Ain't nowhere you can hide For show, them troopers slide, hollows gon' chew his spine, damn Glizzy'll bust, leave his noodles fried Is you with us or what? Better choose a side Don't sign up for this if you ain't 'bout it, this shit deadly Goofies talkin' 'bout that they outside, nigga, barely I got way too faded, seen the reaper but he spared me From the slimy ass block, where niggas real rarely Bein' broke and trusting snakes, the only thing that scare me If I hear that back door unlock, a nigga gettin' buried VVS my pendant, this shit hittin', check my clarity Got on and made donations in my hood, like a charity I been wreaking havoc, 'cause they never played it fair with me
[00:00.000] 作词 : Taurus Bartlett [00:00.425] 作曲 : Taurus Bartlett [00:00.850][Verse] [00:11.599]I work the pack, I was never over-the-stove whippin' [00:14.350]Had to trap to make a way, this shit a cold business [00:17.350]Boy, if you conversate with rats, might get a long sentence, uh [00:20.350]Nina blow him kisses 'til his soul liftin' [00:23.099]My lil' homie known for shootin' like he Cole Bennett [00:26.350]Was just a shawty, off this check was ****in' grown women [00:29.100]My life a movie, all these bitches want a role in it [00:32.100]The cloth I'm cut from was special, I wear my clothes different [00:35.099]Lock in a booth, say I'm the GOAT for how I'm killin' tracks [00:37.850]Bitch, just be grateful if you got a chance to witness that [00:40.849]I ****ed up the racks, went on the road, just to get it back [00:43.599]Starin' in the mirror, still ain't met nobody realer yet [00:46.599]Coward was that nigga, lost his soul, I remember that [00:49.350]How you go on ten thousand drills, still ain't no killer yet? [00:52.358]Three blicks in the whip and if they deep, then we got sticks for that [00:55.357]They gon' have to outline his body like a silhouette [00:58.351]What you know 'bout watchin' out for opps in a bullpen? [01:01.350]Devil don't care 'bout your innocence, you will get lured in [01:04.349]I might have a bed made in Hell for these newer sins [01:07.100]I can't say I'm sorry 'bout some shit that I'm gon' do again [01:10.350]We might pop out at your party, snuck them Rugers in [01:13.100]Uh, them Glocks hot when my shooters spin [01:16.099]Baby, we just set the tone, we don't do the trends [01:19.350]I'm from where they tryna make a livin' off a two for ten [01:22.100]Yeah, bitch, you know how we ro-o-o-ock [01:26.099]**** with the gang, you'll get brutalized [01:28.600]Please don't try to take my chain, boy, that's suicide [01:31.350]Comin' straight from the slums, where it's do-or-die [01:34.099]Now, how you gon' survive? Ain't nowhere you can hide [01:37.099]For show, them troopers slide, hollows gon' chew his spine, damn [01:40.100]Glizzy'll bust, leave his noodles fried [01:42.850]Is you with us or what? Better choose a side [01:46.100]Don't sign up for this if you ain't 'bout it, this shit deadly [01:48.850]Goofies talkin' 'bout that they outside, nigga, barely [01:51.600]I got way too faded, seen the reaper but he spared me [01:54.599]From the slimy ass block, where niggas real rarely [01:57.599]Bein' broke and trusting snakes, the only thing that scare me [02:00.599]If I hear that back door unlock, a nigga gettin' buried [02:03.600]VVS my pendant, this shit hittin', check my clarity [02:06.600]Got on and made donations in my hood, like a charity [02:09.349]I been wreaking havoc, 'cause they never played it fair with me
