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  • 作曲 : T. Bailey/T. Grant
    Oh s*it look at them they running on foot
    They picked the car up they on some Flintstone s*it
    Oh s*it and them ****** stuck together
    On some Siamese s*it yo

    Yo classic murders slick gun material
    Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
    Hammers that hardly work go to work
    Like a slave on a hot day with no water
    Blow you for props in the cop's face might get knocked up
    Jakes that play hero they can get popped up
    Face fallin' off they cheekbone gotta take meat
    From they ass to sow it back I'm a beast holmes
    It's ground beef in the streets so we street's clone
    Like fresh fruit from a tree so the heat's blown
    Your momma missing your boys are crying
    Cut ya b***s out your n*****k the c***ks are buying
    S*it bags is like gift bags you get it for free
    If you master fronting classic cutting
    You keep stunting them gem star'll rip something
    Look homey it's the bloody sweepstakes
    Glove club you down in the club how you like that sweet cakes
    Yo it was a minute after twelve when the tragedy struck
    ****** emptied on son and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck
    The red Cherokee blood was pouring out his head heavily

    The only motive for murder was wetter either jealousy
    The found him slumped over the wheel horn blowing
    Bullet holes showing property stolen motor still going
    Driving side door waves scoping the window is broken
    Glass back and shredded his grill his collar was soaking
    He probably knew the killas cause they jinxed him with ease
    Cops hold the perimeter thirsty looking for leads
    Knocking on doors questioning tenants the lieutenant
    Was the first to arrive on the scene he knew he was finished
    DeWayne Roberts knew him in college mid-twenties
    Stopped being brolic V A driver's license in his wallet
    The last call on his mobile phone was back to home
    Sorry Miss Amonia's son was found dead with two in his dome
    This be the bird's eye view of things look how we doing things
    We stick ****** up and we take they rings
    Mission Impossible Theodore Unit we unstoppable
    Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you
    Bank robbers blood jakes out with the obstacle
    Ropes hanging down from the roof my parachute
    Soaking water heat smoking we scrape and we Pillage man
    Wherever we broke in Theodore pulverize
    Boat rides and tours smashed 'em in the crib with they coconut straws
    Dudes step off the scene black face and four-four
    The CREAM that we stack up cake and whores
    Cash in abundance the cats that I run with
    Got gats at a motel and splashed by the hundreds
    I don't ask if I want it my attitude is running
    I don't ask if I want it my attitude is running yup
    Mega ice neck with some fish with some fish dishes
    Rakim gems my mind s*ine is what my weight misses
    Anything else is uncivilized send the kind of ******
    A tremendous spy you can see the venom by
    My nine leave a ten to buy I don't need my men to ride
    I'm in the mos*ing squad beside the car that's highly energized
    Been advised before that ****ing with I is genocide
    Many men have died from playing games from what they feel inside
    Brawl with it in me put it on my enemy
    Be warned defending me like killing off a Kennedy
    I silly song M C 's get sent on base
    Type of ***** spit the Remy or laugh in ya face
    This dig in my waste is mastery step out of place
    Shatter that ass like glass and break fast like a neglige
    Play with the biscuit **** don't even risk it
    I snatch up my misses and dash on the interstate
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : T. Bailey/T. Grant
    [00:00.51]Oh s*it look at them they running on foot
    [00:03.16]They picked the car up they on some Flintstone s*it
    [00:05.37]Oh s*it and them ****** stuck together
    [00:13.61]On some Siamese s*it yo
    [00:17.40]
    [00:18.26]Yo classic murders slick gun material
    [00:22.08]Burnt up bodies that rock with no burial
    [00:24.70]Hammers that hardly work go to work
    [00:27.29]Like a slave on a hot day with no water
    [00:29.79]Blow you for props in the cop's face might get knocked up
    [00:32.89]Jakes that play hero they can get popped up
    [00:35.26]Face fallin' off they cheekbone gotta take meat
    [00:37.93]From they ass to sow it back I'm a beast holmes
    [00:40.55]It's ground beef in the streets so we street's clone
    [00:43.24]Like fresh fruit from a tree so the heat's blown
    [00:45.79]Your momma missing your boys are crying
    [00:47.98]Cut ya b***s out your n*****k the c***ks are buying
    [00:50.56]S*it bags is like gift bags you get it for free
    [00:53.40]If you master fronting classic cutting
    [00:55.23]You keep stunting them gem star'll rip something
    [00:57.46]Look homey it's the bloody sweepstakes
    [00:59.16]Glove club you down in the club how you like that sweet cakes
    [01:02.83]Yo it was a minute after twelve when the tragedy struck
    [01:07.54]****** emptied on son and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck
    [01:11.10]The red Cherokee blood was pouring out his head heavily
    [01:13.21]
    [01:13.97]The only motive for murder was wetter either jealousy
    [01:17.05]The found him slumped over the wheel horn blowing
    [01:19.05]Bullet holes showing property stolen motor still going
    [01:21.81]Driving side door waves scoping the window is broken
    [01:24.40]Glass back and shredded his grill his collar was soaking
    [01:26.64]He probably knew the killas cause they jinxed him with ease
    [01:29.34]Cops hold the perimeter thirsty looking for leads
    [01:31.87]Knocking on doors questioning tenants the lieutenant
    [01:34.35]Was the first to arrive on the scene he knew he was finished
    [01:37.36]DeWayne Roberts knew him in college mid-twenties
    [01:39.12]Stopped being brolic V A driver's license in his wallet
    [01:41.92]The last call on his mobile phone was back to home
    [01:44.81]Sorry Miss Amonia's son was found dead with two in his dome
    [01:47.78]This be the bird's eye view of things look how we doing things
    [01:50.58]We stick ****** up and we take they rings
    [01:52.26]Mission Impossible Theodore Unit we unstoppable
    [01:55.20]Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you
    [01:57.85]Bank robbers blood jakes out with the obstacle
    [02:00.23]Ropes hanging down from the roof my parachute
    [02:02.92]Soaking water heat smoking we scrape and we Pillage man
    [02:05.85]Wherever we broke in Theodore pulverize
    [02:08.13]Boat rides and tours smashed 'em in the crib with they coconut straws
    [02:11.88]Dudes step off the scene black face and four-four
    [02:14.08]The CREAM that we stack up cake and whores
    [02:17.00]Cash in abundance the cats that I run with
    [02:21.08]Got gats at a motel and splashed by the hundreds
    [02:23.59]I don't ask if I want it my attitude is running
    [02:26.06]I don't ask if I want it my attitude is running yup
    [02:28.88]Mega ice neck with some fish with some fish dishes
    [02:31.66]Rakim gems my mind s*ine is what my weight misses
    [02:34.14]Anything else is uncivilized send the kind of ******
    [02:37.27]A tremendous spy you can see the venom by
    [02:39.48]My nine leave a ten to buy I don't need my men to ride
    [02:42.20]I'm in the mos*ing squad beside the car that's highly energized
    [02:44.38]Been advised before that ****ing with I is genocide
    [02:46.82]Many men have died from playing games from what they feel inside
    [02:50.00]Brawl with it in me put it on my enemy
    [02:52.33]Be warned defending me like killing off a Kennedy
    [02:54.44]I silly song M C 's get sent on base
    [02:56.96]Type of ***** spit the Remy or laugh in ya face
    [02:59.29]This dig in my waste is mastery step out of place
    [03:02.09]Shatter that ass like glass and break fast like a neglige
    [03:04.85]Play with the biscuit **** don't even risk it
    [03:07.76]I snatch up my misses and dash on the interstate