作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles [Intro: The Game, Fivio Foreign & Eazy-E] Everybody from New York, rappin' about my Adidas And my chain, this, and this, and South Bronx and everything I wanted to put my city on the map Ayo, Peso, what these niggas want from me Ha, it's Fivi' Drillmatic mean all them small-ass handguns goin' to hibernation Let's do it Drill 'em (Drill 'em)
[Verse 1: The Game] Straight out the coast, right by the ocean We wet 'em up, niggas is soakin' We in them Rari's, them bitches is floatin' Know they can see us with the top open To an exhaust, show 'em what smoke is I make the call, killers in motion We leave 'em raw like dinner at Nobu He don't want no beef, he only eat Tofu Antisocial, the Drac' gon talk, I don't speak to you Pull up on the side of the car, just to see him shoot Where them niggas that be with you, air out your vehicle We ain't them niggas you hide from Hit 'em in a knee and the thigh ones Turn a six-five nigga five-one We got them opp packs, we roll up and smoke 'em to God Son We burn up the mash, the gloves, the clothes, and raise hell 'til God come I'm the live one, I'm the one that keep it lit I'm the one that she'll remember, you the one they gon' forget
[Chorus: The Game] We ain't them niggas they thought that we was We them real niggas that they said that they was Gloves, mask, burner, check Drugs, money, murder, sex We ain't them niggas they thought that we was We them real niggas that they said that they was Gloves, mask, burner, check Drugs, money, murder, sex
[Verse 2: The Game] If I said I'm the king of New York, you'd be mad? If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad? Nigga at, told him "Don't even ask" Can a dead body jump out of a bag? No monitor strapped on my ankle I'm back in the city and I can't believe this shit Got the biggest baddest bitch in New York Her name Liberty, I came to see the bitch Still on that Seeter shit, red cap Smokin' the clouds, head back If you ain't been stepped on In a clean ass pair of 1995 Air Max, dead that They came to their senses We walk in the club, it ain't for attention Nigga tried to get me a free G-Wagon I told him, "**** that, free Jimmy Henchman" **** out my mentions, **** all that talkin' Come for attention, we in them Benzes Tunnel vision, even though the tunnel missin' Me and this Nip' tat, we in the trenches
[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign] They only call me for emergencies (They only call me for emergencies) Of course, I can get him hit (Baow), but I wanna do it myself and it's burnin' me (Baow) Huh, yeah, nigga, the nerve of me (Nigga, the nerve of me) 'Cause I'm too rich (I'm too rich), but I still wanna do the hit (Grr) Yeah, nigga, my gun is gettin' grown (Gun is gettin' grown) I shoot a nigga on his own (On his own) Try to leave it in the house (What?) But the shit don't wanna stay home (Nah) She give me everything she own (Ha), plus more (Plus more) It's only me on the mountain of Rushmore (It's only me on the mountain, ah) When I stab 'em, they gush more (Boom, boom, boom) Huh, yeah, hey, give me a rush more (Give me a rush more) Huh, look, they copyin', it's too many of me (Uh) Huh, I been in these streets (Yeah) Nigga (Nigga), I got rich off of havin' beef (Baow) I make 'em kill everything they see (Uh) I just blew blood on this concrete, pussy (Huh) I dare a nigga, try to harm me If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad? (If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad?) Huh, yeah, grrt, twistin' my fingers and holdin' my flag (Baow, boom) Yeah, I said I'm the king of New York, that's a fact (New York my city, nigga) When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act (Nah, huh) Yeah (When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act) But when they call me king, it get me gassed When they promote an opp, it get me mad And when they catch a score, it get me sad But when we get 'em back, it get me glad Uh, real different (Baow, baow, baow), he got buns in him (I see an opp and I'm hittin' a button, drill 'em) If he survive, he gon' still feel it (Ha, woo, boom)
[Chorus: The Game & Fivio Foreign] We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah) We them real niggas that they said that they was (It's Fivi', grrt) Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow) Drugs, money, murder, sex (Boom) We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah) We them real niggas that they said that they was (Yeah, grrt) Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Drugs, money, murder, sex
[Outro: The Game] Clap for him, he made it to heaven Clap for him, he made it to heaven Checks Checks King of the drill
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles [00:00.000] 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles [00:00.000][Intro: The Game, Fivio Foreign & Eazy-E] [00:00.465]Everybody from New York, rappin' about my Adidas [00:03.388]And my chain, this, and this, and South Bronx and everything [00:07.682]I wanted to put my city on the map [00:09.932]Ayo, Peso, what these niggas want from me [00:21.355]Ha, it's Fivi' [00:23.432]Drillmatic mean all them small-ass handguns goin' to hibernation [00:26.433]Let's do it [00:28.433]Drill 'em (Drill 'em) [00:28.933] [00:29.683][Verse 1: The Game] [00:29.933]Straight out the coast, right by the ocean [00:31.433]We wet 'em up, niggas is soakin' [00:32.933]We in them Rari's, them bitches is floatin' [00:34.683]Know they can see us with the top open [00:36.432]To an exhaust, show 'em what smoke is [00:38.183]I make the call, killers in motion [00:39.729]We leave 'em raw like dinner at Nobu [00:41.557]He don't want no beef, he only eat Tofu [00:43.433]Antisocial, the Drac' gon talk, I don't speak to you [00:46.433]Pull up on the side of the car, just to see him shoot [00:49.183]Where them niggas that be with you, air out your vehicle [00:51.433]We ain't them niggas you hide from [00:53.495]Hit 'em in a knee and the thigh ones [00:55.058]Turn a six-five nigga five-one [00:56.808]We got them opp packs, we roll up and smoke 'em to God Son [01:00.342]We burn up the mash, the gloves, the clothes, and raise hell 'til God come [01:03.499]I'm the live one, I'm the one that keep it lit [01:06.683]I'm the one that she'll remember, you the one they gon' forget [01:09.932] [01:09.932] [01:10.183][Chorus: The Game] [01:10.432]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was [01:14.292]We them real niggas that they said that they was [01:18.932]Gloves, mask, burner, check [01:21.433]Drugs, money, murder, sex [01:24.808]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was [01:28.370]We them real niggas that they said that they was [01:31.683]Gloves, mask, burner, check [01:35.058]Drugs, money, murder, sex [01:38.307] [01:38.558][Verse 2: The Game] [01:38.808]If I said I'm the king of New York, you'd be mad? [01:41.933]If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad? [01:45.432]Nigga at, told him "Don't even ask" [01:48.932]Can a dead body jump out of a bag? [01:52.558]No monitor strapped on my ankle [01:53.557]I'm back in the city and I can't believe this shit [01:55.401]Got the biggest baddest bitch in New York [01:57.512]Her name Liberty, I came to see the bitch [01:59.840]Still on that Seeter shit, red cap [02:00.902]Smokin' the clouds, head back [02:01.933]If you ain't been stepped on [02:03.496]In a clean ass pair of 1995 Air Max, dead that [02:05.807]They came to their senses [02:07.307]We walk in the club, it ain't for attention [02:09.058]Nigga tried to get me a free G-Wagon [02:10.808]I told him, "**** that, free Jimmy Henchman" [02:12.387]**** out my mentions, **** all that talkin' [02:14.183]Come for attention, we in them Benzes [02:15.933]Tunnel vision, even though the tunnel missin' [02:17.683]Me and this Nip' tat, we in the trenches [02:18.996] [02:18.996] [02:19.262][Verse 3: Fivio Foreign] [02:19.792]They only call me for emergencies (They only call me for emergencies) [02:21.307]Of course, I can get him hit (Baow), but I wanna do it myself and it's burnin' me (Baow) [02:26.182]Huh, yeah, nigga, the nerve of me (Nigga, the nerve of me) [02:29.558]'Cause I'm too rich (I'm too rich), but I still wanna do the hit (Grr) [02:33.152]Yeah, nigga, my gun is gettin' grown (Gun is gettin' grown) [02:34.683]I shoot a nigga on his own (On his own) [02:36.683]Try to leave it in the house (What?) [02:38.182]But the shit don't wanna stay home (Nah) [02:40.029]She give me everything she own (Ha), plus more (Plus more) [02:42.418]It's only me on the mountain of Rushmore (It's only me on the mountain, ah) [02:48.558]When I stab 'em, they gush more (Boom, boom, boom) [02:50.668]Huh, yeah, hey, give me a rush more (Give me a rush more) [02:53.777]Huh, look, they copyin', it's too many of me (Uh) [02:56.136]Huh, I been in these streets (Yeah) [02:57.433]Nigga (Nigga), I got rich off of havin' beef (Baow) [03:00.682]I make 'em kill everything they see (Uh) [03:02.185]I just blew blood on this concrete, pussy (Huh) [03:05.062]I dare a nigga, try to harm me [03:07.682]If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad? (If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad?) [03:09.433]Huh, yeah, grrt, twistin' my fingers and holdin' my flag (Baow, boom) [03:15.373]Yeah, I said I'm the king of New York, that's a fact (New York my city, nigga) [03:18.354]When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act (Nah, huh) [03:22.756]Yeah (When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act) [03:24.866]But when they call me king, it get me gassed [03:26.367]When they promote an opp, it get me mad [03:27.912]And when they catch a score, it get me sad [03:29.740]But when we get 'em back, it get me glad [03:31.490]Uh, real different (Baow, baow, baow), he got buns in him [03:35.115](I see an opp and I'm hittin' a button, drill 'em) [03:36.679]If he survive, he gon' still feel it (Ha, woo, boom) [03:38.240] [03:38.491][Chorus: The Game & Fivio Foreign] [03:40.491]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah) [03:43.242]We them real niggas that they said that they was (It's Fivi', grrt) [03:46.570]Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow) [03:49.413]Drugs, money, murder, sex (Boom) [03:53.990]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah) [03:56.865]We them real niggas that they said that they was (Yeah, grrt) [04:00.366]Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow, baow) [04:04.241]Drugs, money, murder, sex [04:05.990] [04:06.491][Outro: The Game] [04:11.491]Clap for him, he made it to heaven [04:15.257]Clap for him, he made it to heaven [04:26.615]Checks [04:33.351]Checks [04:46.741]King of the drill
