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  • 作词 : Nau'Jour Grainger/Roland Hannah/Thanush Perinpanesan
    作曲 : Nau'Jour Grainger/Roland Hannah/Thanush Perinpanesan
    Uh, yeah
    You know I'm forever paid
    I got them racks right inside of my
    Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    ***** well Imma make a stain
    New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    He shouldn't be no problem now we
    Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    Told em' that we gone sit on that
    ***** for a month then we gone spray it
    Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
    Brodie been yelling out "Free bodies" for
    A month now, hit the block we gone hunt down
    Sweet on em' we gone run down,
    Told em' ditch the glick, put the gun down
    Talking bout his face card good, tell em show his face in our hood
    Cause we on the back street and we
    Pack heat, we been wishing y'all would
    **** all that tough shit, know who he run wit
    We can run in his crib but that shit ain't where the funds is
    And if he ain't got no racks then we gone take em where the plug is
    We gone show em I ain't the nigga he wanna **** wit
    Gangsta love, I ain't got love if the nigga ain't a gangsta
    Wack nigga wit a lil bit of bread they
    Don't **** that nigga, know he a wangsta
    I be tired of the fakers, sooner or later we gone face em
    And I hope he got his glick, even if he do, then we gone bang em
    You know I'm forever paid
    I got them racks right inside of my
    Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    ***** well Imma make a stain
    New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    He shouldn't be no problem now we
    Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    Told em' that we gone sit on that
    ***** for a month then we gone spray it
    Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
    Still in the hood with the D-Boyz, keep it G-lock, no decoy
    Beef with old ass niggas like Leroy,
    **** I look like smokin' a lil boy
    Come on they block and let it bang, shoot through the TV no choice
    He gone die for me to **** his baby mama, she moist
    I done did it from upstate to Carolina's
    He said that he did it, ain't hear about em
    Seen em in person, ain't care about em
    Nigga died from a wreck and he swear he shot em
    ***** I don't do no cap I could take
    Me a nap, run a lap Imma don like dada
    Lil cuz do voodoo put V's on a nigga, I ain't gotta call my top shotta
    I be solo, solo and he probably gone talk like he on gang time
    I be on demon time I still a bang mine
    I'm the top recruit in my city, nigga ain't I
    Still a go out in public I'm bout my lonely ain't I
    You know I'm forever paid
    I got them racks right inside of my
    Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    ***** well Imma make a stain
    New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    He shouldn't be no problem now we
    Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    Told em' that we gone sit on that
    ***** for a month then we gone spray it
    Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at

  • [00:00.00] 作词 : Nau'Jour Grainger/Roland Hannah/Thanush Perinpanesan
    [00:01.00] 作曲 : Nau'Jour Grainger/Roland Hannah/Thanush Perinpanesan
    [00:05.64]Uh, yeah
    [00:10.67]You know I'm forever paid
    [00:11.88]I got them racks right inside of my
    [00:13.17]Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    [00:14.63]He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    [00:17.80]He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    [00:20.68]***** well Imma make a stain
    [00:22.60]New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    [00:24.56]He shouldn't be no problem now we
    [00:26.08]Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    [00:27.39]Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    [00:28.75]Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    [00:30.24]Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    [00:33.23]Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    [00:35.90]Told em' that we gone sit on that
    [00:37.27]***** for a month then we gone spray it
    [00:38.65]Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    [00:41.50]We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
    [00:44.40]Brodie been yelling out "Free bodies" for
    [00:45.92]A month now, hit the block we gone hunt down
    [00:47.82]Sweet on em' we gone run down,
    [00:49.21]Told em' ditch the glick, put the gun down
    [00:51.00]Talking bout his face card good, tell em show his face in our hood
    [00:52.81]Cause we on the back street and we
    [00:54.53]Pack heat, we been wishing y'all would
    [00:55.97]**** all that tough shit, know who he run wit
    [00:58.75]We can run in his crib but that shit ain't where the funds is
    [01:01.22]And if he ain't got no racks then we gone take em where the plug is
    [01:04.05]We gone show em I ain't the nigga he wanna **** wit
    [01:07.18]Gangsta love, I ain't got love if the nigga ain't a gangsta
    [01:10.31]Wack nigga wit a lil bit of bread they
    [01:11.65]Don't **** that nigga, know he a wangsta
    [01:13.06]I be tired of the fakers, sooner or later we gone face em
    [01:15.92]And I hope he got his glick, even if he do, then we gone bang em
    [01:19.46]You know I'm forever paid
    [01:20.35]I got them racks right inside of my
    [01:21.81]Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    [01:23.10]He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    [01:26.10]He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    [01:28.80]***** well Imma make a stain
    [01:30.57]New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    [01:32.71]He shouldn't be no problem now we
    [01:34.25]Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    [01:35.57]Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    [01:37.11]Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    [01:38.55]Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    [01:41.38]Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    [01:44.18]Told em' that we gone sit on that
    [01:45.62]***** for a month then we gone spray it
    [01:46.86]Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    [01:49.76]We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
    [01:52.71]Still in the hood with the D-Boyz, keep it G-lock, no decoy
    [01:55.59]Beef with old ass niggas like Leroy,
    [01:57.08]**** I look like smokin' a lil boy
    [01:58.49]Come on they block and let it bang, shoot through the TV no choice
    [02:00.99]He gone die for me to **** his baby mama, she moist
    [02:04.88]I done did it from upstate to Carolina's
    [02:06.22]He said that he did it, ain't hear about em
    [02:07.63]Seen em in person, ain't care about em
    [02:08.84]Nigga died from a wreck and he swear he shot em
    [02:10.46]***** I don't do no cap I could take
    [02:11.77]Me a nap, run a lap Imma don like dada
    [02:13.17]Lil cuz do voodoo put V's on a nigga, I ain't gotta call my top shotta
    [02:16.44]I be solo, solo and he probably gone talk like he on gang time
    [02:20.63]I be on demon time I still a bang mine
    [02:23.21]I'm the top recruit in my city, nigga ain't I
    [02:26.16]Still a go out in public I'm bout my lonely ain't I
    [02:28.31]You know I'm forever paid
    [02:29.16]I got them racks right inside of my
    [02:30.22]Pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
    [02:31.46]He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
    [02:34.49]He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
    [02:37.22]***** well Imma make a stain
    [02:39.28]New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
    [02:41.21]He shouldn't be no problem now we
    [02:42.68]Got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
    [02:44.06]Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt,
    [02:45.68]Young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
    [02:46.92]Know my bag, thirty in my mag, **** what you know boy
    [02:49.74]Brodie just hit me like cool, aight **** it, now how we gone play it
    [02:52.44]Told em' that we gone sit on that
    [02:53.88]***** for a month then we gone spray it
    [02:55.24]Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
    [02:58.17]We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
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