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  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro]
    OKAY!
    **** it, I don't care
    The Appeal!
    When I ****ing came to this ****ing country
    All I had was a dollar and a dream

    [Verse 1:]
    We need more Ros, My bitches gettin' thristy
    My words like New Years, Christmas came early, (BuRR!)
    Got these bitches urling, my earring's perfect
    My left pinkey finger rolling like George Gervin
    My name ain't Ervin, but call me Magic
    Abra Cadabra, top off the Phathom
    458 Italia, first in the states, out of town plates, just to make it look great
    I need a haircut, plus a carwash
    I get out the car and they take their bra's off
    See I fought the law and the ****in law won
    Came back on Appeal wanna new outcome
    Overload your eardrumbs, hear it hear it come!
    Income Income, go and get you sum
    Say bye to the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy, Gucci Mane the bad guy
    Yes, I am the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy

    [Chorus:]
    I came to this country with a dollar and a dream and a choppa and a team full of killas, what you mean?
    Imma bad guy, bad guy from start til the end
    Say hello to my little friend
    I couldve been a doctor, shouldve been a lawyer
    I go to court so much I couldve been my own employer
    Imma die a dope boy, always been a hustla
    Started off custom now I (Say hello to my little friend)

    [Verse 2 - Bun B:]
    .......

    [Chorus:]

    [Verse 3:]
    I got 60 racks laying on the floor in magic city
    Like Samuel L Jackson I think it's time for killing
    I touched his wife titty and the nigga start tripping
    That ain't proper etiquette you see the bitch stripping
    AR-15 whipped his ass into pieces
    Don't get it twisted think it's all about the pieces
    And all about the bracelets
    I'm still fighting cases
    10 thousand for the glasses
    Diamonds in they faces (BuRR, BuRR)
    Your own blood taste it
    We stomp you till you tasteless
    My t-shirt ain't tailored...
    You read what is said - bitch
    Brick squad bossman off with you head - bitch
    Run for the exit
    They shooting inside here
    Parking lot gun fight bodies outside here
    Police best bet come with the riot gear
    Soldiers down to die here
    Move to America
    Dollar and a dream and a donor picture, tear it up

    [Chorus:]

    [Chorus:]
  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro]
    OKAY!
    **** it, I don't care
    The Appeal!
    When I ****ing came to this ****ing country
    All I had was a dollar and a dream

    [Verse 1:]
    We need more Ros, My bitches gettin' thristy
    My words like New Years, Christmas came early, (BuRR!)
    Got these bitches urling, my earring's perfect
    My left pinkey finger rolling like George Gervin
    My name ain't Ervin, but call me Magic
    Abra Cadabra, top off the Phathom
    458 Italia, first in the states, out of town plates, just to make it look great
    I need a haircut, plus a carwash
    I get out the car and they take their bra's off
    See I fought the law and the ****in law won
    Came back on Appeal wanna new outcome
    Overload your eardrumbs, hear it hear it come!
    Income Income, go and get you sum
    Say bye to the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy, Gucci Mane the bad guy
    Yes, I am the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy

    [Chorus:]
    I came to this country with a dollar and a dream and a choppa and a team full of killas, what you mean?
    Imma bad guy, bad guy from start til the end
    Say hello to my little friend
    I couldve been a doctor, shouldve been a lawyer
    I go to court so much I couldve been my own employer
    Imma die a dope boy, always been a hustla
    Started off custom now I (Say hello to my little friend)

    [Verse 2 - Bun B:]
    .......

    [Chorus:]

    [Verse 3:]
    I got 60 racks laying on the floor in magic city
    Like Samuel L Jackson I think it's time for killing
    I touched his wife titty and the nigga start tripping
    That ain't proper etiquette you see the bitch stripping
    AR-15 whipped his ass into pieces
    Don't get it twisted think it's all about the pieces
    And all about the bracelets
    I'm still fighting cases
    10 thousand for the glasses
    Diamonds in they faces (BuRR, BuRR)
    Your own blood taste it
    We stomp you till you tasteless
    My t-shirt ain't tailored...
    You read what is said - bitch
    Brick squad bossman off with you head - bitch
    Run for the exit
    They shooting inside here
    Parking lot gun fight bodies outside here
    Police best bet come with the riot gear
    Soldiers down to die here
    Move to America
    Dollar and a dream and a donor picture, tear it up

    [Chorus:]

    [Chorus:]