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作词 : Keith Cozart |
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作曲 : Keith Cozart |
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[Intro] |
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Aye |
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(Sosa on the beat) |
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Aye nigga |
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Aye, it's me and gang nigga, take nigga, got the bag, got the cup nigga |
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Shoot you up if you say sum |
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You know how we rockin' baby |
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Aye aye, bang bang nigga, aye |
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[Chorus] |
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Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (fff beep) |
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And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6) |
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Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits) |
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Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang bang) |
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We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock it) |
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These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (grah bang, bang bang) |
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Got some money still tote choppas and shit (fff bang bang bang) |
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Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is this? aye |
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Whatchu want man? |
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Who the **** is this? aye |
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**** is this? aye |
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Who the **** is this? aye) |
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[Verse 1] |
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What you need, a ****ing six pack? (six pack) |
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Knocking on my door (knock knock), is you with the damn feds? (damn feds nigga, wassup huh?) |
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What you need a ****ing 10 pack? (****in 10 pack nigga) |
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Give me a hundred, ***** you can get that (you can get that) |
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You say **** Glo out your mouth, we push your ****ing wig back (push your wig back, bang bang) |
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We got pistols in the club, **** security, we slid that |
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I flow so hard, it made ******proof shit crack |
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I’m Snoop Dizzle, I’m the mother****ing shiznat (I'm the shiznat, *****) |
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I'm rolling in that Koenigsegg (that Koenigsegg, the car that) |
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All the hoes wanna give a kiss (thotty! thotty!) |
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I'm smoking on that piss sack (that piss) |
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It smell like I just got done taking a piss (a piss) |
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You smoking on that shit pack (smokin' on that shit pack) |
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And it smell like you just got done taking a shit (a shit) |
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Imma customize a SIG MAC (SIG aye) |
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'Cause you ain't never seen that shit (nah) |
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She suck my ****, I gave that ***** a tic-tac (lil *****, tic-tac, *****) |
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Then told that ho to get the **** out my shit (get out my car) |
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They come through gates, now we coming in the back (we in the back of that thang, bang bang) |
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Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that (bang bang, woo, in that ****ing thang) |
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Dear Mister Your Honor, I ain't sinning yet (your honor, phew, nah) |
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I'm just getting money I'm all in with that (just gettin' dough) |
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He should've could've would've, boy you couldn't shit (you couldn't have been that) |
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It's Back From the Dead 2, I'm zombie-ing ***** (bftd2 nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah nigga, ayy) |
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[Chorus] |
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Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (cost brick, aye aye) |
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And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6) |
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Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits) |
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Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang bang) |
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We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock lock lock) |
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These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (size as a Budweiser 6 pack) |
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Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang bang) |
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Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is that?) |
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[Verse 2] |
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Pull off coming back (skrt), turn you into a running back (into a running back, bang) |
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Pull up in New Jersey, Mapes and Bergen nigga, slump yo ass (slump a nigga, gang) |
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I'm off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax (off the ****in' thang) |
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In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat (skrt bang, bang bang) |
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Leave a nigga on his back (bang bang bang bang), he should've ****ing had his back-up (damn, his damn) |
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******s gave him a disease (to his tummy, bang bang) |
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Now this ***** need a ****ing checkup (bang bang, gang gang) |
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******s gave his ass the hiccups (bang bang bang, huh, bang) |
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You want war? Nigga get up, let's get up (bang bang bang, let's get it, let's get it nigga, let's get it bang, let's get it) |
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I’m an artist, I paint pictures nigga, I rant nigga (bang bang bang, I rant nigga, bang bang) |
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[Chorus] |
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Boy my ****ing watch cost a brick (cost brick) |
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And my favorite car, the X6 (skrt, skrt skrt) |
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Stop the ****ing flexing boy, you not with the shits (nah, not with the shits) |
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Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (click-clack, bang bang) |
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We take the streets and start locking these shits (skrt skrt) |
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These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser 6 pack (size as a Budweiser 6 pack) |
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Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang) |
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Knock knock at my door, I'm at the peep hole like who is that? (Who the **** is that?) |