作词 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand 作曲 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand This Hench Mafia, ***** Get yo' ass hit with the grip *****, it's Hench Mafia Hit a ***** with a russian AK-47 *****-ass *****s *****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere) *****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible But the lord cannot save you Send the preacher's son to the grave too Harsh, but **** it, pop told me to smoke 'em if them boys play you If they snitchin', I choke 'em, get hit for tryna say who Them Hench Mafia *****s reckless, don't want know what they do Ship them rockets out here from Texas, You can tell how they shoot Pockets skinny, look at him REST, he forgot to eat breakfast Fed that ***** some Texas toast, this Texas TEC to his nose Embroidered Bawskee on a hoodie, not no regular clothes And all my ******* are 10s, these not no regular hoes I blow so much ****, and boy, this not no regular smoke XD up in my pocket, "Du-du-du-du-du" and he gone Ain't nothin' changed, *****, I still feel right when I do wrong It's one change, just the paper, it was short, now it's long The one witness was the neighbor, now that nosy ***** gone *****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere) *****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible But the lord cannot save you But-but the lord cannot save you
[00:00.000] 作词 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand [00:01.000] 作曲 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand [00:02.78]This Hench Mafia, ***** [00:04.29]Get yo' ass hit with the grip [00:06.26]*****, it's Hench Mafia [00:08.15]Hit a ***** with a russian AK-47 [00:10.21]*****-ass *****s [00:12.73]*****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh [00:16.28]Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere) [00:19.64]*****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh [00:22.84]Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible [00:26.15]But the lord cannot save you [00:27.45]Send the preacher's son to the grave too [00:29.07]Harsh, but **** it, pop told me to smoke 'em if them boys play you [00:32.44]If they snitchin', I choke 'em, get hit for tryna say who [00:35.52]Them Hench Mafia *****s reckless, don't want know what they do [00:38.86]Ship them rockets out here from Texas, [00:40.72]You can tell how they shoot [00:42.22]Pockets skinny, look at him REST, he forgot to eat breakfast [00:45.89]Fed that ***** some Texas toast, this Texas TEC to his nose [00:48.42]Embroidered Bawskee on a hoodie, not no regular clothes [00:52.15]And all my ******* are 10s, these not no regular hoes [00:55.34]I blow so much ****, and boy, this not no regular smoke [00:58.83]XD up in my pocket, "Du-du-du-du-du" and he gone [01:01.90]Ain't nothin' changed, *****, [01:03.41]I still feel right when I do wrong [01:05.31]It's one change, just the paper, it was short, now it's long [01:08.79]The one witness was the neighbor, now that nosy ***** gone [01:11.98]*****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh [01:15.77]Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere) [01:19.24]*****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh [01:22.42]Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible [01:25.49]But the lord cannot save you [01:26.90]But-but the lord cannot save you [01:30.73]
