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  • 作词 : Banks, Nelson, Royster
    (Intro:)
    Mmhhmm
    I'm keepin' mother******s guessin'
    That's right
    (Verse 1:)
    It's a blessing so let me speak and teach a lesson
    I run deep and freak on streets, I keep 'em guessin'
    I'm flexin' when I hit the Hennessy
    Then I see the enemy
    Pretender think that he know my identity
    But ************* that's a penalty so here we go again
    You think you know what I'm foldin'
    Cause what I'm rollin' in
    Well I don't give a ************* ************* I was in the cut
    While you was up at my spot tryin' to peep what I got
    Why not bust a shot when I was ridin' you was mad
    And see me in the bucket and thought I was doin' bad
    Thinkin' that I was broke but you can peep and goin' wonder
    But little did you know that I was creepin' on the under
    Goin' yonder now you dumber cause your number has been pulled
    You fool cause that *************t you thought you knew was bull
    At this beef where you at see I'm speakin' the facts
    So forget that chit-chat cause it's deeper than that
    And I'm keepin' a Gat and let my Tecs blast quick
    So why the ************* you sittin' back stressin' of the next man's *************t
    Cause I'm the ******' one and only
    And you busters can't get on me
    You're in danger you don't know me
    I'm a stranger not your homie
    You know ************* ya'll don't know about me
    But check it out
    (Chorus:)
    Run up on this fool and get your head split
    And if you don't know
    You better ask somebody you'd better ask somebody
    That's right
    *************s wanna trip I'm hard to the bone
    They all on my ************* so let's get it goin' on
    (Verse 2:)
    Dressed up in these street clothes
    I'm ready to beat hos this game is lethal
    I'm sellin' rocks tryin' to move up to sellin' kilos
    But these hoes and negros
    Be tryin' to stop my progress
    But when you're in my way
    You's just the victim I'ma rob next
    And it's a terrible thang I gotta ************* up your crew
    And have you goin' thru unbearable pain
    I'm in the game and they claim that I'm on the run
    I own a gun 16 shots bust up on this one
    Yeah mother******s I'm the one
    With beats from the streets
    So don't talk that *************t and be scared to come to me
    I know them punk ass *************s be jockin' my flows
    But when I turn my back they just yap like some gossippin' hoes
    I guess I ain't got no true friends but I got a few wins
    To pay for paint and put this AMG's on my new Benz
    Them jealous *************s steady guessin' and wonderin'
    Tryin' to catch up but stuck stressin' and wonderin'
    I'm never stumblin' just bundlin' up my cash
    I gotta last so I don't give a ************* to blast
    My mind be havin' sinister thoughts
    I guess it's because I always mug when the ministers talk
    I'm heavy-weightin' capable to breakin' a fool's neck
    So quit tryin' to figure out what this ************* gon do next
    (Chorus:)
    (Verse 3:)
    I ain't sleepin' I'm just creepin'
    I just lurks in the dark I'm that ************* Ant Banks
    With beats burps and them farts
    But *************s wanna start fla*************n' and trippin' on my lifestyle
    Cause I'm makin' cash and they ass stuck up on a pipe now
    I write down facts so the saps think that I'm dissin'
    But listen guess this is just an addiction for non-fiction
    And *************s break on the tracks and fat tapes
    That Max makes so homie wait and get your fact straight
    But act fake and end up bendin' from back brakes
    A busted head, a broken leg and a cracked face
    I can't let him live
    Crashed up his ribs with my body blows
    I got him froze tremblin' cold with his snotty nose
    You chose not to have a hustle now you desirin' mines
    Tryin' to find out my mix but I got those clips for inquirin' minds
    Them tirin' lines I'm hearin' ain't phasin' me
    I was raised a G and that's what I'm paid to be
    So ************* them suckers with them false accusations
    Lookin' for my location tryin' to stop my operation
    You wastin' time cause a Nine is my protection
    Get off my ************* flexin' and keep on guessin'
    *************, you know what I'm sayin'
    You can't ************* with this here
    (Chorus:)
    (Outro:)
    Like that there
    Keep these mother******s guessin'
    From 9-5 til infinity *************
    Stay off my mother******' *************
    Peace out
  • 作词 : Banks, Nelson, Royster
    (Intro:)
    Mmhhmm
    I'm keepin' mother******s guessin'
    That's right
    (Verse 1:)
    It's a blessing so let me speak and teach a lesson
    I run deep and freak on streets, I keep 'em guessin'
    I'm flexin' when I hit the Hennessy
    Then I see the enemy
    Pretender think that he know my identity
    But ************* that's a penalty so here we go again
    You think you know what I'm foldin'
    Cause what I'm rollin' in
    Well I don't give a ************* ************* I was in the cut
    While you was up at my spot tryin' to peep what I got
    Why not bust a shot when I was ridin' you was mad
    And see me in the bucket and thought I was doin' bad
    Thinkin' that I was broke but you can peep and goin' wonder
    But little did you know that I was creepin' on the under
    Goin' yonder now you dumber cause your number has been pulled
    You fool cause that *************t you thought you knew was bull
    At this beef where you at see I'm speakin' the facts
    So forget that chit-chat cause it's deeper than that
    And I'm keepin' a Gat and let my Tecs blast quick
    So why the ************* you sittin' back stressin' of the next man's *************t
    Cause I'm the ******' one and only
    And you busters can't get on me
    You're in danger you don't know me
    I'm a stranger not your homie
    You know ************* ya'll don't know about me
    But check it out
    (Chorus:)
    Run up on this fool and get your head split
    And if you don't know
    You better ask somebody you'd better ask somebody
    That's right
    *************s wanna trip I'm hard to the bone
    They all on my ************* so let's get it goin' on
    (Verse 2:)
    Dressed up in these street clothes
    I'm ready to beat hos this game is lethal
    I'm sellin' rocks tryin' to move up to sellin' kilos
    But these hoes and negros
    Be tryin' to stop my progress
    But when you're in my way
    You's just the victim I'ma rob next
    And it's a terrible thang I gotta ************* up your crew
    And have you goin' thru unbearable pain
    I'm in the game and they claim that I'm on the run
    I own a gun 16 shots bust up on this one
    Yeah mother******s I'm the one
    With beats from the streets
    So don't talk that *************t and be scared to come to me
    I know them punk ass *************s be jockin' my flows
    But when I turn my back they just yap like some gossippin' hoes
    I guess I ain't got no true friends but I got a few wins
    To pay for paint and put this AMG's on my new Benz
    Them jealous *************s steady guessin' and wonderin'
    Tryin' to catch up but stuck stressin' and wonderin'
    I'm never stumblin' just bundlin' up my cash
    I gotta last so I don't give a ************* to blast
    My mind be havin' sinister thoughts
    I guess it's because I always mug when the ministers talk
    I'm heavy-weightin' capable to breakin' a fool's neck
    So quit tryin' to figure out what this ************* gon do next
    (Chorus:)
    (Verse 3:)
    I ain't sleepin' I'm just creepin'
    I just lurks in the dark I'm that ************* Ant Banks
    With beats burps and them farts
    But *************s wanna start fla*************n' and trippin' on my lifestyle
    Cause I'm makin' cash and they ass stuck up on a pipe now
    I write down facts so the saps think that I'm dissin'
    But listen guess this is just an addiction for non-fiction
    And *************s break on the tracks and fat tapes
    That Max makes so homie wait and get your fact straight
    But act fake and end up bendin' from back brakes
    A busted head, a broken leg and a cracked face
    I can't let him live
    Crashed up his ribs with my body blows
    I got him froze tremblin' cold with his snotty nose
    You chose not to have a hustle now you desirin' mines
    Tryin' to find out my mix but I got those clips for inquirin' minds
    Them tirin' lines I'm hearin' ain't phasin' me
    I was raised a G and that's what I'm paid to be
    So ************* them suckers with them false accusations
    Lookin' for my location tryin' to stop my operation
    You wastin' time cause a Nine is my protection
    Get off my ************* flexin' and keep on guessin'
    *************, you know what I'm sayin'
    You can't ************* with this here
    (Chorus:)
    (Outro:)
    Like that there
    Keep these mother******s guessin'
    From 9-5 til infinity *************
    Stay off my mother******' *************
    Peace out