Song | Bissonnet |
Artist | Maxo Kream |
Album | Brandon Banks |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah/Afolabi Osinulu/Angelo Bond |
[00:01.00] | 作曲 : Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah/Afolabi Osinulu/Angelo Bond |
[00:02.57] | Emeks, come here man, sit down man |
[00:06.57] | Get that gansta **** off your head man, |
[00:09.05] | What's wrong with you man? |
[00:10.21] | That blue bandana man, what does that mean? |
[00:12.29] | Take it off, take it all- you see all of that gangsta ****? |
[00:14.25] | Put it on the side man, |
[00:15.39] | We gonna have some real conversation |
[00:16.89] | Father to son |
[00:17.88] | Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you? |
[00:19.21] | I have my pops inside my life, |
[00:21.33] | But right now that **** don't matter |
[00:23.11] | He'd been locked up most my life, |
[00:24.67] | So I feel just like a bastard |
[00:26.33] | Police kickin' in my door, threw my momma on the floor |
[00:29.71] | HPD took my pops, I bought a heat, hit the block |
[00:33.04] | I was in them streets like speed bump, |
[00:35.15] | Potholes, V12-auto Forgiato |
[00:36.74] | 'Lenciaga, no red bottoms, I don't rock no Ferragamos |
[00:40.32] | I was Maxo Kream, El Chapo, dodgin' narcos get you knocked off |
[00:43.72] | Black suburban swervin' make me nervous |
[00:45.89] | When I'm making drop offs |
[00:47.46] | Used to handle rock like hot sauce, |
[00:49.03] | Call the hot sauce get you knocked off |
[00:50.60] | He ain't got no chill, he kill for real, |
[00:52.43] | And he 'gon blow your top off |
[00:53.88] | Genesee Street, I took the top off, |
[00:55.51] | ***** with me she took her top off |
[00:57.20] | **** ain't hard, she sucked me on soft, |
[00:59.11] | Hole-in-one, her mouth like Tiger |
[01:00.60] | Forever never, not sober, the city of double cuppers |
[01:03.49] | We beefin' this place and ********* you, |
[01:05.67] | Your sister, your brother |
[01:07.00] | I'm clutchin' gun in my holster, |
[01:08.59] | Beretta wet 'em like coasters |
[01:10.20] | They shot my pops and my brother, |
[01:11.87] | So I slide with choppas like butter |
[01:13.68] | Pop toasters, let go my ego, for pesos give you a halo |
[01:17.01] | Locked up my pops and took my brother, |
[01:18.69] | So my daddy was my mother |
[01:20.44] | Hit the stove, stealin' candy, got grown, start servin' xannies |
[01:23.94] | Momma told me hit the do', |
[01:25.40] | She ain't want **** around her family |
[01:27.48] | Moved in with my grandma, servin' grannies at my grannies |
[01:30.74] | Momma couldn't stand me, say I act just like my daddy |
[01:34.19] | Fist fightin' Pirus, I hit the school with the Ruger |
[01:37.46] | Had to take my .52, and hopped on Five-Deuce Hoover |
[01:40.41] | I was a young ***** in the streets, I ain't know nothin' |
[01:44.15] | Ain't no big homie tell me ****, on my own thuggin' |
[01:47.47] | Bad ass, actin' up in class, I ain't learn nothin' |
[01:50.82] | Reminisce on my first lick, I hit for four onions |
[01:54.23] | I turned that four into a sixteen, |
[01:56.03] | And now I'm road runnin', hey |
[01:58.14] | Trap house scorchin', use the stove and the oven |
[02:01.02] | Every time I stashed it in the house, my brother stole from me |
[02:04.30] | And I was down bad, and on my ass, nobody rode for me, hey |
[02:08.31] | I was broke bummy, wasn't havin' no money, hey |
[02:11.46] | Ran the check up, now you wanna hold somethin', hey |
[02:14.90] | Two Glocks, fifty shots, that's a whole hunnid |
[02:17.97] | Hit a ***** with two fifties, call it change for a hunnid |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah Afolabi Osinulu Angelo Bond |
[00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah Afolabi Osinulu Angelo Bond |
[00:02.57] | Emeks, come here man, sit down man |
[00:06.57] | Get that gansta off your head man, |
[00:09.05] | What' s wrong with you man? |
[00:10.21] | That blue bandana man, what does that mean? |
[00:12.29] | Take it off, take it all you see all of that gangsta ? |
[00:14.25] | Put it on the side man, |
[00:15.39] | We gonna have some real conversation |
[00:16.89] | Father to son |
[00:17.88] | Do you understand what I' m trying to tell you? |
[00:19.21] | I have my pops inside my life, |
[00:21.33] | But right now that don' t matter |
[00:23.11] | He' d been locked up most my life, |
[00:24.67] | So I feel just like a bastard |
[00:26.33] | Police kickin' in my door, threw my momma on the floor |
[00:29.71] | HPD took my pops, I bought a heat, hit the block |
[00:33.04] | I was in them streets like speed bump, |
[00:35.15] | Potholes, V12auto Forgiato |
[00:36.74] | ' Lenciaga, no red bottoms, I don' t rock no Ferragamos |
[00:40.32] | I was Maxo Kream, El Chapo, dodgin' narcos get you knocked off |
[00:43.72] | Black suburban swervin' make me nervous |
[00:45.89] | When I' m making drop offs |
[00:47.46] | Used to handle rock like hot sauce, |
[00:49.03] | Call the hot sauce get you knocked off |
[00:50.60] | He ain' t got no chill, he kill for real, |
[00:52.43] | And he ' gon blow your top off |
[00:53.88] | Genesee Street, I took the top off, |
[00:55.51] | with me she took her top off |
[00:57.20] | ain' t hard, she sucked me on soft, |
[00:59.11] | Holeinone, her mouth like Tiger |
[01:00.60] | Forever never, not sober, the city of double cuppers |
[01:03.49] | We beefin' this place and you, |
[01:05.67] | Your sister, your brother |
[01:07.00] | I' m clutchin' gun in my holster, |
[01:08.59] | Beretta wet ' em like coasters |
[01:10.20] | They shot my pops and my brother, |
[01:11.87] | So I slide with choppas like butter |
[01:13.68] | Pop toasters, let go my ego, for pesos give you a halo |
[01:17.01] | Locked up my pops and took my brother, |
[01:18.69] | So my daddy was my mother |
[01:20.44] | Hit the stove, stealin' candy, got grown, start servin' xannies |
[01:23.94] | Momma told me hit the do', |
[01:25.40] | She ain' t want around her family |
[01:27.48] | Moved in with my grandma, servin' grannies at my grannies |
[01:30.74] | Momma couldn' t stand me, say I act just like my daddy |
[01:34.19] | Fist fightin' Pirus, I hit the school with the Ruger |
[01:37.46] | Had to take my . 52, and hopped on FiveDeuce Hoover |
[01:40.41] | I was a young in the streets, I ain' t know nothin' |
[01:44.15] | Ain' t no big homie tell me , on my own thuggin' |
[01:47.47] | Bad ass, actin' up in class, I ain' t learn nothin' |
[01:50.82] | Reminisce on my first lick, I hit for four onions |
[01:54.23] | I turned that four into a sixteen, |
[01:56.03] | And now I' m road runnin', hey |
[01:58.14] | Trap house scorchin', use the stove and the oven |
[02:01.02] | Every time I stashed it in the house, my brother stole from me |
[02:04.30] | And I was down bad, and on my ass, nobody rode for me, hey |
[02:08.31] | I was broke bummy, wasn' t havin' no money, hey |
[02:11.46] | Ran the check up, now you wanna hold somethin', hey |
[02:14.90] | Two Glocks, fifty shots, that' s a whole hunnid |
[02:17.97] | Hit a with two fifties, call it change for a hunnid |