作词 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas 作曲 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas [Intro] We were already checkin' out though Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? Chill aight, chill aight? [Chorus] Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring **** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [Verse 1] Tell me who you rockin' with so we can hit their block and spin it Hang with the opposites, then he gon' hear that choppa' spittin' Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it Splash at his top and split it Max love to hop out, hittin' Masked up with all my villains Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny [Chorus] Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring **** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [Verse 2] I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie Hop out with that glizzy, turnin' blocks, you went just you and I I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns I won't drop a diss, I tell them shooters slide, wet 'em up My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up [Chorus] Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring **** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [Outro] Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing
[00:00.00] 作词 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas [00:00.00] 作曲 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas [00:00.0][Intro] [00:02.9]We were already checkin' out though [00:02.44]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? [00:05.43]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? [00:08.3]Chill aight, chill aight? [00:09.60][Chorus] [00:09.87]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names [00:13.10]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game [00:15.77]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing [00:18.53]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range [00:21.38]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring [00:24.21]**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain [00:27.34]All by myself, hop out when the door swing [00:30.22]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [00:32.50][Verse 1] [00:32.86]Tell me who you rockin' with so we can hit their block and spin it [00:35.39]Hang with the opposites, then he gon' hear that choppa' spittin' [00:38.25]Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it [00:39.97]Splash at his top and split it [00:41.10]Max love to hop out, hittin' [00:42.35]Masked up with all my villains [00:44.4]Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in [00:46.90]Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches [00:49.66]Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant [00:52.37]Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny [00:55.20][Chorus] [00:55.49]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names [00:58.10]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game [01:00.62]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing [01:03.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range [01:06.40]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring [01:09.13]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain [01:11.90]All by myself, hop out when the door swing [01:14.90]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [01:17.36][Verse 2] [01:17.75]I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy [01:20.21]Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie [01:23.6]Hop out with that glizzy, turnin' blocks, you went just you and I [01:25.84]I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys [01:28.80]We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up [01:31.69]We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns [01:34.36]I won't drop a diss, I tell them shooters slide, wet 'em up [01:37.15]My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up [01:39.61][Chorus] [01:39.90]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names [01:42.94]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game [01:45.78]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing [01:48.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range [01:51.21]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring [01:53.81]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain [01:57.12]All by myself, hop out when the door swing [01:59.74]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh [02:02.69][Outro] [02:03.15]Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names [02:07.24]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing
