| Song | Bomb 1st |
| Artist | Royce Da 5'9" |
| Album | Death Is Certain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Montgomery, Qualls | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get 'em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| Nigga get in ya car, if he pissin' you off | |
| Get him, I don't wanna picture you pausin' 'cuz | |
| With you from the peddle to the floor | |
| From the shovel to the fo' fo', the devil only showed up for show | |
| Turn this up, turn off your phone | |
| And leave the, "You wanna talk peace?" at home | |
| Faces corps or face them in court | |
| If you don't face 'em you gon' pay, yo safety is short | |
| I got a babe to work for the courts | |
| I'ma license plate number away from the front of your porch | |
| Or from the side of your house, the product of a ride or die is about | |
| I'm the opposite of a lot of mouth | |
| It's strange y'all repent after saying my name | |
| I'm about to change it like Prince call me | |
| The skit master, beef with the street trash | |
| The leafs, the trees, grass at ya pad, he's mastered | |
| Squeeze faster, instead of beatin' his ass | |
| Just let 'em have it and you can be the last one standin' | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get 'em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| At night or in broad day, drive by, sittin' in the bushes all day | |
| However you hunt, go get 'em | |
| The K, the AR, the pump, the hand gun | |
| Get it done however you want, go get 'em | |
| Park in the front, get out, walk and then dump | |
| Pull off slow leaving no tire marks in the front, go get 'em | |
| The go-rilla, know he gon' leave footprints | |
| So he gets his shoes the size a soul bigger | |
| I learned niggaz will turn on you young | |
| Just as the gun misses it hits shit, hence the term killa | |
| Stop lights are not at night, it's where you get chopped up | |
| If you stop, nigga maybe the cops might | |
| Surroad through and fast forward his life | |
| Blow noodles on his dash board nigga, no excuses | |
| I seen plenty survive, weighing a hundred and eighty five | |
| In a land where the skinny niggaz die, you gotta | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get 'em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don't hurt niggaz, drama ain't certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it |
| zuo qu : Montgomery, Qualls | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| Nigga get in ya car, if he pissin' you off | |
| Get him, I don' t wanna picture you pausin' ' cuz | |
| With you from the peddle to the floor | |
| From the shovel to the fo' fo', the devil only showed up for show | |
| Turn this up, turn off your phone | |
| And leave the, " You wanna talk peace?" at home | |
| Faces corps or face them in court | |
| If you don' t face ' em you gon' pay, yo safety is short | |
| I got a babe to work for the courts | |
| I' ma license plate number away from the front of your porch | |
| Or from the side of your house, the product of a ride or die is about | |
| I' m the opposite of a lot of mouth | |
| It' s strange y' all repent after saying my name | |
| I' m about to change it like Prince call me | |
| The skit master, beef with the street trash | |
| The leafs, the trees, grass at ya pad, he' s mastered | |
| Squeeze faster, instead of beatin' his ass | |
| Just let ' em have it and you can be the last one standin' | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| At night or in broad day, drive by, sittin' in the bushes all day | |
| However you hunt, go get ' em | |
| The K, the AR, the pump, the hand gun | |
| Get it done however you want, go get ' em | |
| Park in the front, get out, walk and then dump | |
| Pull off slow leaving no tire marks in the front, go get ' em | |
| The gorilla, know he gon' leave footprints | |
| So he gets his shoes the size a soul bigger | |
| I learned niggaz will turn on you young | |
| Just as the gun misses it hits shit, hence the term killa | |
| Stop lights are not at night, it' s where you get chopped up | |
| If you stop, nigga maybe the cops might | |
| Surroad through and fast forward his life | |
| Blow noodles on his dash board nigga, no excuses | |
| I seen plenty survive, weighing a hundred and eighty five | |
| In a land where the skinny niggaz die, you gotta | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it |
| zuò qǔ : Montgomery, Qualls | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| Nigga get in ya car, if he pissin' you off | |
| Get him, I don' t wanna picture you pausin' ' cuz | |
| With you from the peddle to the floor | |
| From the shovel to the fo' fo', the devil only showed up for show | |
| Turn this up, turn off your phone | |
| And leave the, " You wanna talk peace?" at home | |
| Faces corps or face them in court | |
| If you don' t face ' em you gon' pay, yo safety is short | |
| I got a babe to work for the courts | |
| I' ma license plate number away from the front of your porch | |
| Or from the side of your house, the product of a ride or die is about | |
| I' m the opposite of a lot of mouth | |
| It' s strange y' all repent after saying my name | |
| I' m about to change it like Prince call me | |
| The skit master, beef with the street trash | |
| The leafs, the trees, grass at ya pad, he' s mastered | |
| Squeeze faster, instead of beatin' his ass | |
| Just let ' em have it and you can be the last one standin' | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it | |
| At night or in broad day, drive by, sittin' in the bushes all day | |
| However you hunt, go get ' em | |
| The K, the AR, the pump, the hand gun | |
| Get it done however you want, go get ' em | |
| Park in the front, get out, walk and then dump | |
| Pull off slow leaving no tire marks in the front, go get ' em | |
| The gorilla, know he gon' leave footprints | |
| So he gets his shoes the size a soul bigger | |
| I learned niggaz will turn on you young | |
| Just as the gun misses it hits shit, hence the term killa | |
| Stop lights are not at night, it' s where you get chopped up | |
| If you stop, nigga maybe the cops might | |
| Surroad through and fast forward his life | |
| Blow noodles on his dash board nigga, no excuses | |
| I seen plenty survive, weighing a hundred and eighty five | |
| In a land where the skinny niggaz die, you gotta | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so you gotta go and get ' em | |
| Bomb 1st niggaz, you gotta hurt niggaz | |
| Put in work niggaz, god made dirt niggaz | |
| It don' t hurt niggaz, drama ain' t certain niggaz | |
| But death is, so somebody gon' get it |