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作曲 : Melvin Griffin/David Saulsberry/Vincent Eric Broyles Jr./Raymond Christopher Herring |
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作词 : Melvin Griffin/David Saulsberry/Vincent Eric Boyles Jr./Raymond Christopher Herring |
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My nigga Deltah in the pots |
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OTF |
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Wraith in these streets and it ain't safe no mo' |
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B***h, I'm street, real, and I keep my steel |
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'Cause niggas tryna kill since I signed that deal |
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They won't address me |
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Pull up on they block with all these Glocks and it get messy |
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12 get on this car, b***h, I'ma stretch out, they won't catch me |
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They won't arrest me |
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Uh, I get loco with this 40 |
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Shoot a **** nigga brain, eh |
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He can't hang out, he ain't gang, how? |
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**** nigga he a stain (Stain) |
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**** nigga he get banged (Banged) |
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Reach for my chain (Chain) |
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He can't hang out, he a lame, he a ho |
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Hide the bread from my bro, he pillow talkin' to these hoes (Uh-uh) |
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Tuck your chain now 'cause my shawty, he on go |
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In the trenches pourin' 4's, smokin' sour with my woes |
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We can bang out if a lame drop a load |
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We don't hang with the folks, got the P's for the low (Low) |
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Jewelry bling-blaow, b***h, my chain, it'll glow |
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Think I'm a lame, I'ma blow and my youngins on go (Gang, Doodie in this b***h) |
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You can't hang with me if you ain't never caught a body |
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I was trappin' since a youngin', gettin' money was a hobby (Let's get it) |
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Lil' bro just got a stick with a glizzy, it got a switch on it (Gah) |
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Put some money on your head and them killas, they gonna sit on you |
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**** nigga ain't got shit on me |
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**** you, and your big homie |
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Never lackin', keep them sticks on me |
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Your brother grave, I'll spit on it |
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He can't hang around, he a fan, he ain't gang |
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Get the **** from 'round me, you a p***y, you a stain (Gang) |
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He can't hang out, he a lame, he a ho |
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Hide the bread from my bro, he pillow talkin' to these hoes (Uh-uh) |
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Tuck your chain now 'cause my shawty, he on go |
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In the trenches pourin' 4's, smokin' sour with my woes |
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We can bang out if a lame drop a load |
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We don't hang with the folks, got the P's for the low (Low) |
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Jewelry bling-blaow, b***h, my chain, it'll glow |
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Think I'm a lame, I'ma blow and my youngins on go |
