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  • 作词 : Horace Walls/Carlos Pfersdorf
    作曲 : Horace Walls/Carlos Pfersdorf
    [Intro]
    Onokey fully loaded

    [Chorus]
    All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity
    Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties
    Shoot at the group and make 'em dance
    We turn opps Diddy
    It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City

    [Verse]
    This shit like Gotham City, we the villains
    They ain't be tryna slide without me, that shit hurt my feelings
    They like, "You got too much to lose, don't need to do no drillings"
    Laugh in they face, hop in that car
    Like, let's go and touch a ceilin'
    This that rough rider shit, I'm tryna break the wheel
    Switchin', swervin' lanes, my bitch say, "Jesus, take the wheel" (Grrah)
    Toni pop a X, look like an owl on them pills
    When Toni on that X, all he talk about is, "Kill, kill"
    I hit two phone, like what's the move?
    I hang with shit from the zoo
    I got opps that's overdue
    Catch him, "Du-du-du-du-du"
    It's rats in there know that them ain't shoot
    Talk a lot, that shit ain't cool
    Just play like one, I ain't no fool
    Turn me up, I'm in that mood
    Tell the opps we villains, in the 'hood, we heroes
    Fill up the whip with shots, look like a bunch of zeroes
    I just got four more switches, gave 'em to my lil' bro
    In Chicago with one of 'em, bitch, I feel like DRose
    Ho hit me like, "Where you been"
    She must miss what's in my pants
    Pull up, eat what's in my pants
    Come back tomorrow, eat again
    Where the parents? They finna land
    Pocket chop', that F&N
    Chop a opp and his friends
    Know a lot of bloody men

    [Chorus]
    All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity
    Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties
    Shoot at the group and make 'em dance
    We turn opps Diddy
    It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City
    Mmm, Gotham City

    [Outro]
    Like Gotham City (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Horace Walls/Carlos Pfersdorf
    [00:00.090] 作曲 : Horace Walls/Carlos Pfersdorf
    [00:00.180][Intro]
    [00:02.730]Onokey fully loaded
    [00:10.550]
    [00:10.805][Chorus]
    [00:11.274]All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity
    [00:13.630]Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties
    [00:16.757]Shoot at the group and make 'em dance
    [00:18.319]We turn opps Diddy
    [00:19.624]It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City
    [00:22.791]Mmm, Gotham City
    [00:25.612]Mmm, Gotham City
    [00:28.752]Mmm, Gotham City
    [00:31.380]Mmm, Gotham City
    [00:34.499]
    [00:34.499][Verse]
    [00:35.945]This shit like Gotham City, we the villains
    [00:38.546]They ain't be tryna slide without me, that shit hurt my feelings
    [00:41.406]They like, "You got too much to lose, don't need to do no drillings"
    [00:44.534]Laugh in they face, hop in that car
    [00:46.104]Like, let's go and touch a ceilin'
    [00:47.408]This that rough rider shit, I'm tryna break the wheel
    [00:49.781]Switchin', swervin' lanes, my bitch say, "Jesus, take the wheel" (Grrah)
    [00:52.929]Toni pop a X, look like an owl on them pills
    [00:56.074]When Toni on that X, all he talk about is, "Kill, kill"
    [00:59.977]I hit two phone, like what's the move?
    [01:01.301]I hang with shit from the zoo
    [01:02.857]I got opps that's overdue
    [01:04.416]Catch him, "Du-du-du-du-du"
    [01:05.990]It's rats in there know that them ain't shoot
    [01:07.313]Talk a lot, that shit ain't cool
    [01:08.879]Just play like one, I ain't no fool
    [01:10.447]Turn me up, I'm in that mood
    [01:12.718]Tell the opps we villains, in the 'hood, we heroes
    [01:15.366]Fill up the whip with shots, look like a bunch of zeroes
    [01:18.236]I just got four more switches, gave 'em to my lil' bro
    [01:21.385]In Chicago with one of 'em, bitch, I feel like DRose
    [01:24.027]Ho hit me like, "Where you been"
    [01:25.327]She must miss what's in my pants
    [01:26.900]Pull up, eat what's in my pants
    [01:28.449]Come back tomorrow, eat again
    [01:29.758]Where the parents? They finna land
    [01:31.552]Pocket chop', that F&N
    [01:32.852]Chop a opp and his friends
    [01:34.419]Know a lot of bloody men
    [01:35.115]
    [01:35.115][Chorus]
    [01:35.378]All our feelings gone, we don't show no pity
    [01:37.475]Hit the door, ain't tryna talk, just let me see yo' titties
    [01:40.574]Shoot at the group and make 'em dance
    [01:42.374]We turn opps Diddy
    [01:43.693]It get scary where I'm from, this shit like Gotham City (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
    [01:47.072]Mmm, Gotham City
    [01:49.687]Mmm, Gotham City
    [01:52.581]Mmm, Gotham City
    [01:55.498]Mmm, Gotham City
    [02:00.378]
    [02:01.351][Outro]
    [02:02.414]Like Gotham City (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)