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作曲 : Bun B, C. |
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[Bun B] A bad day for the *************z in my click |
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I just got had a call from a ************* at the |
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PA P.D. that's on my ************* |
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It's seems the drug situation is so tow up |
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And poes down the ****** |
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T-X had to show up |
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I got *************t on the scene so 99 can't hassle me |
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Now, they got the mutha****** feds to come and wrestle me |
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And throw my game in a suplex |
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They got my 2 best workers on secret and there's no rest |
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Word on the streets is that they're rollin |
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In Dynasties.. |
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I-ROCs...and |
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Caravans and mutha*************as are swolen |
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Like paper stacks and a rubberband |
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Goin all out of tact on the local bird slaggin brothaman |
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And be servin as slow as ************* |
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Cause my *************z are nervous and if they even think they see five-o, they duck! |
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So now, instead of rollin thick, *************z is happy with a frown |
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Cause, the mother****** feds in town |
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Yes, the *************t is silly, |
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I put up my 9 milli for a switch-blade |
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I don't need no *************t with these *************-made |
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No more clownin in this town bro |
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No high-cappin in the clubs, |
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I got to play them on a down-low |
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I took my tags off my buick and yall know |
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I didn't love that |
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Rollin on some white ************* and hubcaps |
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And even though |
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I got long nails |
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No more French manicures *************, |
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YOU GOTS T |
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O DO YOUR |
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OWN NAILS!! |
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I told my *************z to make sure that all their *************t was tight |
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Cause they're gonna be on y'all ass every day and night |
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Tryin to run all kind of game |
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So, put y'all mother****** cars and yall cribs in yall momma's name |
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I took my jewelry to the pawn shop and sold it |
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Brought the money to my baby's momma and |
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I told her to hold it |
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Cause Lil |
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Bun might not see |
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Big Bun up in his face |
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If I catch a ****** case -- when the feds in town |
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God damn, it's been two mother****** months |
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Since I took my |
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Rolex from under my sleeve |
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These hoes act like they ain't go never leave! |
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That *************t is funky like a black skunk |
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************* all this waitin man, it's time to get this mother****** back up! |
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I let them mother******s slack up, reorganize my click |
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Got the birds, and reopen my lab back up |
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And told my boys, "If a ************* looks crazy, blasts his ass in the eye, Don't give him a chance to identify!" |
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And show his badge, |
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I'm sorry to inform you |
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If your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon live to see your child be born |
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I'm blastin laws at random, cause |
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I believe it's time to hand them |
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Close to the ****man - |
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God damn em |
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I'm sick of hiding like a ************* in the closet |
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So, y'all hoes can't find me |
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Y'all better try to blind me |
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And remind me of the jail time |
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CAUSE IN M |
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Y YARD IS |
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A BIG ASS - |
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I GOT YALE |
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SIGN!!! It's time for |
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TONY MONTA |
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NA stacks |
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I got *************z on the corner holdin big ass bags and cans of crack |
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The land of |
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Texas with that rock up |
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So, if y'all thinkin about checkin |
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My fools run in with your glock up |
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Cause, I'm a blast my nine to my last clip |
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To my last love |
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Before you take me for my damn drugs |
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So, we can have it all night, fight |
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Cause *************, |
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I'm ready to die from my tight lights when the feds in town |