| Song | Double D's |
| Artist | Stunna 4 Vegas |
| Album | BIG 4x |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Antwain Lamont Fox/Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| 作曲 : Antwain Lamont Fox/Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| [Intro] | |
| Ayy, I got 20 on my beat | |
| It's 4X, *****, **** a nigga | |
| **** a nigga (Billion Dollar Baby Business shit) | |
| Free Glo (I got 20 on my beat) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D’s | |
| This stick my *****, she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my ****, why they wanna **** with me? | |
| 'Cause I’m crack straight out the pot and I'm bubbling | |
| We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| The Glock hold a thirty piece | |
| We spank him and put him in surgery (Come here) | |
| Watch your *****, she keep tryna flirt with me (Thot thot) | |
| I had that ho eating **** with courtesy, uh (Ooh) | |
| We pop up quick like emergency | |
| I'm online with them rods, so they keep on searching me (Huh?) | |
| I don't trip, more sticks, I'm purchasing (No cap) | |
| A nigga play with this shit, and it's a murder scene (Come here) | |
| My name ring bells, tambourine (Yeah) | |
| Drop an opp and then go have a jamboree (****) | |
| My block jump, trampoline | |
| ****ing that ho from the back, I ain’t pampering (Uh-uh) | |
| No nat, big dawg, I’m slamming her (Yeah) | |
| I been that nigga before I dropped "Animal" (Yeah) | |
| I got your mama, grandma, and daddy | |
| Tryna pop a Perc' to give ’em more stamina (Huh?) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D's | |
| This stick my *****, she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my ****, why they wanna **** with me? | |
| 'Cause I’m crack straight out the pot and I'm bubbling | |
| We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| My Draco ride shotgun | |
| I pop my shit 'cause I'ma pop some' | |
| I'm waiting on you street punks to try some' | |
| I'ma flatline a nigga, then wait 'til the cops come | |
| That lil' nigga know he the shit, I'm my mom's son | |
| A father, I never had or got one (Nope) | |
| Make a ho give me face, tell me I'm awesome (Gang) | |
| Nigga get crucified if he cross me | |
| Yeah, I got them blues, Slauson (Blues) | |
| Me and crew on Runtz riding down Slauson, uh (Skrrt) | |
| I'm going big, Poppa | |
| I get what I want, I don't care what it's costing me, uh, uh (Cash) | |
| I'm in North Lake with them racks on me (Racks) | |
| Three deep with straps on us (Gang) | |
| Smell like the trap but no pack on us | |
| Wrong move, draw down, get stanked if he act funny (Come here) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D's | |
| This stick my *****, she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my ****, why they wanna **** with me? | |
| 'Cause I'm crack straight out the pot and I'm bubbling | |
| We ain't finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I'm coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| [Outro] | |
| Uh, the chopper hold double D's | |
| The stick my *****, she stuck with me | |
| These niggas my jits, they look up to me | |
| These lil' niggas can't **** with me | |
| Overlapped 'em, they tryna catch up to me | |
| Want me to sign 'em, these niggas wan' run with me | |
| Ain't gotta slang it, but I keep a gun with me | |
| Say one word and Glock up for me | |
| 4X, huh, no, I ain't signed | |
| Yeah, we still slide | |
| Wherever you reside | |
| And we still ridin' with iron, ***** | |
| Ain't no nine to five | |
| I'm rich as **** and I ain't never had a job | |
| I just wish we was doing this shit back in the days when we had to rob | |
| Hah, 4X |
| zuo ci : Antwain Lamont Fox Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| zuo qu : Antwain Lamont Fox Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| Intro | |
| Ayy, I got 20 on my beat | |
| It' s 4X, , a nigga | |
| a nigga Billion Dollar Baby Business shit | |
| Free Glo I got 20 on my beat | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The Glock hold a thirty piece | |
| We spank him and put him in surgery Come here | |
| Watch your , she keep tryna flirt with me Thot thot | |
| I had that ho eating with courtesy, uh Ooh | |
| We pop up quick like emergency | |
| I' m online with them rods, so they keep on searching me Huh? | |
| I don' t trip, more sticks, I' m purchasing No cap | |
| A nigga play with this shit, and it' s a murder scene Come here | |
| My name ring bells, tambourine Yeah | |
| Drop an opp and then go have a jamboree | |
| My block jump, trampoline | |
| ing that ho from the back, I ain' t pampering Uhuh | |
| No nat, big dawg, I' m slamming her Yeah | |
| I been that nigga before I dropped " Animal" Yeah | |
| I got your mama, grandma, and daddy | |
| Tryna pop a Perc' to give ' em more stamina Huh? | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Verse 2 | |
| My Draco ride shotgun | |
| I pop my shit ' cause I' ma pop some' | |
| I' m waiting on you street punks to try some' | |
| I' ma flatline a nigga, then wait ' til the cops come | |
| That lil' nigga know he the shit, I' m my mom' s son | |
| A father, I never had or got one Nope | |
| Make a ho give me face, tell me I' m awesome Gang | |
| Nigga get crucified if he cross me | |
| Yeah, I got them blues, Slauson Blues | |
| Me and crew on Runtz riding down Slauson, uh Skrrt | |
| I' m going big, Poppa | |
| I get what I want, I don' t care what it' s costing me, uh, uh Cash | |
| I' m in North Lake with them racks on me Racks | |
| Three deep with straps on us Gang | |
| Smell like the trap but no pack on us | |
| Wrong move, draw down, get stanked if he act funny Come here | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Outro | |
| Uh, the chopper hold double D' s | |
| The stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These niggas my jits, they look up to me | |
| These lil' niggas can' t with me | |
| Overlapped ' em, they tryna catch up to me | |
| Want me to sign ' em, these niggas wan' run with me | |
| Ain' t gotta slang it, but I keep a gun with me | |
| Say one word and Glock up for me | |
| 4X, huh, no, I ain' t signed | |
| Yeah, we still slide | |
| Wherever you reside | |
| And we still ridin' with iron, | |
| Ain' t no nine to five | |
| I' m rich as and I ain' t never had a job | |
| I just wish we was doing this shit back in the days when we had to rob | |
| Hah, 4X |
| zuò cí : Antwain Lamont Fox Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| zuò qǔ : Antwain Lamont Fox Khalick Antonio Caldwell | |
| Intro | |
| Ayy, I got 20 on my beat | |
| It' s 4X, , a nigga | |
| a nigga Billion Dollar Baby Business shit | |
| Free Glo I got 20 on my beat | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The Glock hold a thirty piece | |
| We spank him and put him in surgery Come here | |
| Watch your , she keep tryna flirt with me Thot thot | |
| I had that ho eating with courtesy, uh Ooh | |
| We pop up quick like emergency | |
| I' m online with them rods, so they keep on searching me Huh? | |
| I don' t trip, more sticks, I' m purchasing No cap | |
| A nigga play with this shit, and it' s a murder scene Come here | |
| My name ring bells, tambourine Yeah | |
| Drop an opp and then go have a jamboree | |
| My block jump, trampoline | |
| ing that ho from the back, I ain' t pampering Uhuh | |
| No nat, big dawg, I' m slamming her Yeah | |
| I been that nigga before I dropped " Animal" Yeah | |
| I got your mama, grandma, and daddy | |
| Tryna pop a Perc' to give ' em more stamina Huh? | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Verse 2 | |
| My Draco ride shotgun | |
| I pop my shit ' cause I' ma pop some' | |
| I' m waiting on you street punks to try some' | |
| I' ma flatline a nigga, then wait ' til the cops come | |
| That lil' nigga know he the shit, I' m my mom' s son | |
| A father, I never had or got one Nope | |
| Make a ho give me face, tell me I' m awesome Gang | |
| Nigga get crucified if he cross me | |
| Yeah, I got them blues, Slauson Blues | |
| Me and crew on Runtz riding down Slauson, uh Skrrt | |
| I' m going big, Poppa | |
| I get what I want, I don' t care what it' s costing me, uh, uh Cash | |
| I' m in North Lake with them racks on me Racks | |
| Three deep with straps on us Gang | |
| Smell like the trap but no pack on us | |
| Wrong move, draw down, get stanked if he act funny Come here | |
| Chorus | |
| Uh, my chopper hold double D' s | |
| This stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These lil' rap niggas look up to me | |
| Came from trapping, now we in the club popping bubbly | |
| Feds on my , why they wanna with me? | |
| ' Cause I' m crack straight out the pot and I' m bubbling | |
| We ain' t finna lay up, ho, you sucking me | |
| Uh, I' m coming with Rastas, they come for you | |
| Outro | |
| Uh, the chopper hold double D' s | |
| The stick my , she stuck with me | |
| These niggas my jits, they look up to me | |
| These lil' niggas can' t with me | |
| Overlapped ' em, they tryna catch up to me | |
| Want me to sign ' em, these niggas wan' run with me | |
| Ain' t gotta slang it, but I keep a gun with me | |
| Say one word and Glock up for me | |
| 4X, huh, no, I ain' t signed | |
| Yeah, we still slide | |
| Wherever you reside | |
| And we still ridin' with iron, | |
| Ain' t no nine to five | |
| I' m rich as and I ain' t never had a job | |
| I just wish we was doing this shit back in the days when we had to rob | |
| Hah, 4X |