作曲 : AZ/Calvin Jones/Jean Louis Pinot Pudour Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense? Chill a lot, ****** wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not If I'm holdin', what kind of steel I got False alarms, tatoos all across my arms Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms Check that, taking this paper you can bet that No set backs, ****tin' on ****** wit out the Exlax Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowin' Headline ******, Fed time ******, crime ****** Street worth 9 figures It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now Raw style, four fours to your door now Doe chasin', in the race ****** slow pacin' Temptation, send a ***** to blow your face in Plans rollin', handsome *****'s hands golden Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen Pleed the Fifth, real ****** don't need to riff Automatic ****, for fakin' that's what you faggots get
Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men 10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat Unknown traps keep jail ****** goin' back Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian Streets ruined from sneaky shit ****** keep doin' Snakes, that's why I hand shake and keep movin' World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86 That's what I get ******' a crazy ***** Rough life, stab wounds, cuts and bites Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics Borciase my words spreads across tribes Who live? Made for the system up in your ride
[00:00.000] 作曲 : AZ/Calvin Jones/Jean Louis Pinot Pudour [00:05.082]Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix [00:07.934]My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since [00:10.668]96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts [00:13.368]Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense? [00:16.001]Chill a lot, ****** wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not [00:18.453]If I'm holdin', what kind of steel I got [00:21.151]False alarms, tatoos all across my arms [00:24.008]Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms [00:26.665]Check that, taking this paper you can bet that [00:29.073]No set backs, ****tin' on ****** wit out the Exlax [00:31.719]Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' [00:34.619]Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowin' [00:37.315]Headline ******, Fed time ******, crime ****** [00:40.571]Street worth 9 figures [00:42.389]It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now [00:44.858]Raw style, four fours to your door now [00:47.846]Doe chasin', in the race ****** slow pacin' [00:50.544]Temptation, send a ***** to blow your face in [00:53.044]Plans rollin', handsome *****'s hands golden [00:55.664]Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen [00:58.310]Pleed the Fifth, real ****** don't need to riff [01:00.814]Automatic ****, for fakin' that's what you faggots get [01:03.935] [01:14.230]Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men [01:17.007]10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in [01:19.850]Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat [01:22.443]Unknown traps keep jail ****** goin' back [01:24.772]Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' [01:27.474]Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian [01:30.588]Streets ruined from sneaky shit ****** keep doin' [01:33.163]Snakes, that's why I hand shake and keep movin' [01:35.575]World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist [01:38.168]But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish [01:40.903]Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86 [01:44.511]That's what I get ******' a crazy ***** [01:46.456]Rough life, stab wounds, cuts and bites [01:48.993]Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics [01:51.378]Borciase my words spreads across tribes [01:54.270]Who live? Made for the system up in your ride
