Song | Fill My Cup (To Tha Rim) |
Artist | Allfrumtha i |
Album | Allfrumtha i |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cousin, Garner, Moore | |
Mack mutha****** 10 | |
Back up in ya witta'nother mutha****** gangsta hit | |
But this time 1-0 | |
Productions givin the mutha****** punch | |
Wit my *******s, my new *******s: | |
AllFrumTha | |
I Run it, | |
Squeak (Verse 1 -Squeak Ru) | |
It's like 24/7, 365 | |
How ot stack them dollars, that was on my mind | |
Gots to get this rap *******t tight | |
That's why | |
I write and ******* [up everything ?] on the mic | |
I wanna filthy rich and when | |
I pitch Game at a *******, she couldn't rock my ******* | |
Seven digit bank accounts and we bounce | |
****** by the pound, ******* a ounce | |
I'm ma*******n petrol thru the ghetto | |
******* the metro, ******* got the bankroll and wouldn't buy | |
Benzo Gettin paper is a habit, | |
I want it lavish | |
Goddamn, if it's there | |
I gots to grab it | |
So God, please, can you make me famous | |
I wanna stack a big head from earth to | |
Uranus Got to combine these rhymes for the grind | |
It's time, | |
I can't keep the paper off my mind | |
Chorus: I wanna fill my cup to tha rim | |
Tell me long will it take for me to stack my paper | |
I'm tryna stay down because | |
I'm Inglewood swangin | |
AllFrumTha | |
I til I die, we hoo-bangin (Verse 2 -Binky Mack) | |
Now tell me who can fade us | |
Breakin off from | |
Inglewwod to | |
Vegas Rub ya [???] around my stack ,shakin up the crap | |
Game, really don't matter what the hustle | |
So my [shrink ?] get [???] again wit a little muscle | |
Tap on the do' to see if ya home | |
Better [ask ?] or me and my dogs is thru the window | |
Gots to fill my cup by any means | |
Necessary pullin my strap cuz you bustas is scary | |
Hustle and dreams, now is hustle at any means | |
Me and my ******* on some hustlin schemes | |
Got *******s hoes takin me shoppin, it's only poppin | |
And it won't be no stoppin, | |
I'm droppin | |
Rhymes on that ass, hoes checks they cash | |
Cuz when it comes to a broke ******* | |
*******, I pass and when women wanna wine and dine | |
Mack 10's bought the | |
Benz off the [lac] | |
I'll be tellin ******* it's mine | |
Chorus (Verse 3 -Squeak Ru) | |
A ******* wanna stack him a million | |
Have a house away from the average civilian [Fo' do ???], [???] entourage 20 mutha*******s when we mob | |
Live [in plusses ?] by his custom [get ?] that's the *******t | |
Put the hood down, now my *******s got grip | |
Havin money is a scheme, | |
American Dream | |
A ******* from the ghetto livin like a king | |
And at night my appetite is right | |
I like the big | |
MD *******ne in the light--twisted | |
A hundred [???] make a ******* pow | |
I wish the homies in the pen could see me now | |
Westside!!! | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : Cousin, Garner, Moore | |
Mack mutha 10 | |
Back up in ya witta' nother mutha gangsta hit | |
But this time 10 | |
Productions givin the mutha punch | |
Wit my s, my new s: | |
AllFrumTha | |
I Run it, | |
Squeak Verse 1 Squeak Ru | |
It' s like 24 7, 365 | |
How ot stack them dollars, that was on my mind | |
Gots to get this rap t tight | |
That' s why | |
I write and up everything ? on the mic | |
I wanna filthy rich and when | |
I pitch Game at a , she couldn' t rock my | |
Seven digit bank accounts and we bounce | |
by the pound, a ounce | |
I' m ma n petrol thru the ghetto | |
the metro, got the bankroll and wouldn' t buy | |
Benzo Gettin paper is a habit, | |
I want it lavish | |
Goddamn, if it' s there | |
I gots to grab it | |
So God, please, can you make me famous | |
I wanna stack a big head from earth to | |
Uranus Got to combine these rhymes for the grind | |
It' s time, | |
I can' t keep the paper off my mind | |
Chorus: I wanna fill my cup to tha rim | |
Tell me long will it take for me to stack my paper | |
I' m tryna stay down because | |
I' m Inglewood swangin | |
AllFrumTha | |
I til I die, we hoobangin Verse 2 Binky Mack | |
Now tell me who can fade us | |
Breakin off from | |
Inglewwod to | |
Vegas Rub ya ??? around my stack , shakin up the crap | |
Game, really don' t matter what the hustle | |
So my shrink ? get ??? again wit a little muscle | |
Tap on the do' to see if ya home | |
Better ask ? or me and my dogs is thru the window | |
Gots to fill my cup by any means | |
Necessary pullin my strap cuz you bustas is scary | |
Hustle and dreams, now is hustle at any means | |
Me and my on some hustlin schemes | |
Got s hoes takin me shoppin, it' s only poppin | |
And it won' t be no stoppin, | |
I' m droppin | |
Rhymes on that ass, hoes checks they cash | |
Cuz when it comes to a broke | |
, I pass and when women wanna wine and dine | |
Mack 10' s bought the | |
Benz off the lac | |
I' ll be tellin it' s mine | |
Chorus Verse 3 Squeak Ru | |
A wanna stack him a million | |
Have a house away from the average civilian Fo' do ???, ??? entourage 20 mutha s when we mob | |
Live in plusses ? by his custom get ? that' s the t | |
Put the hood down, now my s got grip | |
Havin money is a scheme, | |
American Dream | |
A from the ghetto livin like a king | |
And at night my appetite is right | |
I like the big | |
MD ne in the lighttwisted | |
A hundred ??? make a pow | |
I wish the homies in the pen could see me now | |
Westside!!! | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Cousin, Garner, Moore | |
Mack mutha 10 | |
Back up in ya witta' nother mutha gangsta hit | |
But this time 10 | |
Productions givin the mutha punch | |
Wit my s, my new s: | |
AllFrumTha | |
I Run it, | |
Squeak Verse 1 Squeak Ru | |
It' s like 24 7, 365 | |
How ot stack them dollars, that was on my mind | |
Gots to get this rap t tight | |
That' s why | |
I write and up everything ? on the mic | |
I wanna filthy rich and when | |
I pitch Game at a , she couldn' t rock my | |
Seven digit bank accounts and we bounce | |
by the pound, a ounce | |
I' m ma n petrol thru the ghetto | |
the metro, got the bankroll and wouldn' t buy | |
Benzo Gettin paper is a habit, | |
I want it lavish | |
Goddamn, if it' s there | |
I gots to grab it | |
So God, please, can you make me famous | |
I wanna stack a big head from earth to | |
Uranus Got to combine these rhymes for the grind | |
It' s time, | |
I can' t keep the paper off my mind | |
Chorus: I wanna fill my cup to tha rim | |
Tell me long will it take for me to stack my paper | |
I' m tryna stay down because | |
I' m Inglewood swangin | |
AllFrumTha | |
I til I die, we hoobangin Verse 2 Binky Mack | |
Now tell me who can fade us | |
Breakin off from | |
Inglewwod to | |
Vegas Rub ya ??? around my stack , shakin up the crap | |
Game, really don' t matter what the hustle | |
So my shrink ? get ??? again wit a little muscle | |
Tap on the do' to see if ya home | |
Better ask ? or me and my dogs is thru the window | |
Gots to fill my cup by any means | |
Necessary pullin my strap cuz you bustas is scary | |
Hustle and dreams, now is hustle at any means | |
Me and my on some hustlin schemes | |
Got s hoes takin me shoppin, it' s only poppin | |
And it won' t be no stoppin, | |
I' m droppin | |
Rhymes on that ass, hoes checks they cash | |
Cuz when it comes to a broke | |
, I pass and when women wanna wine and dine | |
Mack 10' s bought the | |
Benz off the lac | |
I' ll be tellin it' s mine | |
Chorus Verse 3 Squeak Ru | |
A wanna stack him a million | |
Have a house away from the average civilian Fo' do ???, ??? entourage 20 mutha s when we mob | |
Live in plusses ? by his custom get ? that' s the t | |
Put the hood down, now my s got grip | |
Havin money is a scheme, | |
American Dream | |
A from the ghetto livin like a king | |
And at night my appetite is right | |
I like the big | |
MD ne in the lighttwisted | |
A hundred ??? make a pow | |
I wish the homies in the pen could see me now | |
Westside!!! | |
Chorus |