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作词 : Polo G/Eric Sandoval |
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作曲 : Polo G/Eric Sandoval |
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Sonic |
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Talk slick, he a dead man |
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Shots from the FN sprayin' |
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These days, they don't give a **** |
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They'll shoot where the kids playin' |
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Judge tryna give 'em life |
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So them gang signs turn to prayer hands |
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I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again |
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Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband |
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Keep smokin' these dead ******, I feel like Redman |
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Pourin' lean up out my cup, |
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Runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends |
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Capalot bought guns for the hood, |
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Heard that's what the feds sayin' |
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My life a movie, ever since birth, |
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It's been lights, camera, action |
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I did a lot of s**t in these streets |
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But only got booked for trappin' |
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I'm from Chicago, |
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Where it's normal to hear .40's clappin' |
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All you hear is them shots let off, |
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That door slam, and them tires scratchin' |
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Rollie on my wrist, gotta get more rich, |
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I want that brand new Patek |
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I ball like AI, this s**t effortless, |
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Don't give a **** 'bout practice |
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Where I'm from we all on that car |
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If he drive too fast, we gon' let him have it |
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Opposition wanna kill me, |
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And I'll be damned if I let it happen |
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And the day I leave this earth, |
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I'ma die with legend status |
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I'ma reunite with my demons, |
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We gon' be in Heaven cappin' |
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Hundred K on VVS, |
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Just to show I'm blessed from rappin' |
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I keep this glizzy tucked |
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If they plan on necklace snatchin' |
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Talk slick, he a dead man |
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Shots from the FN sprayin' |
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These days, they don't give a **** |
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They'll shoot where the kids playin' |
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Judge tryna give 'em life |
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So them gang signs turn to prayer hands |
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I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again |
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Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband |
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Keep smokin' these dead ******, I feel like Redman |
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Pourin' lean up out my cup, |
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Runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends |
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Capalot bought guns for the hood, |
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Heard that's what the feds sayin' |
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My shoes from Germany, like James Harden, |
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Euro step on the scene |
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Double G's, new Margiela, Alexander McQueen |
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And you know that bag on me, |
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It's at least fifty bands in them jeans |
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Pockets fat and my jewelry dancing |
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Diamonds flooded like New Orleans |
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Lavish life, now I live like a king |
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I got on, now I'm blessing my team |
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Told my brother, "I got your back" |
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Show my ****** what loyalty means |
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But this s**t wasn't as easy as it seems |
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My homie died at 16 |
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I remember I was up all night |
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Kept seeing death in my dreams |
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I was posted on Sed with them fiends |
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Hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream |
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Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams |
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Young ***** tryna kill everything |
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Touch his soul in this four nickel ring |
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It's a whole lot of shots flying in your FaceTime |
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When that Smith & Wesson ring (Ayy) |
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Talk slick, he a dead man |
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Shots from the FN sprayin' |
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These days, they don't give a **** |
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They'll shoot where the kids playin' |
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Judge tryna give 'em life |
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So them gang signs turn to prayer hands |
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I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again |
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Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband |
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Keep smokin' these dead ******, I feel like Redman |
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Pourin' lean up out my cup, |
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Runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends |
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Capalot bought guns for the hood, |
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Heard that's what the feds sayin' |
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Sonic |