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[00:00.00] 作词 : George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
[00:01.00] 作曲 : George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
[00:26.81](Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
[00:29.56]Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
[00:31.71]If the police spin, then we toast
[00:33.44]I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
[00:36.91]It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
[00:39.27]It's drought, fall straight to the floor
[00:40.69]Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
[00:42.91]In the club, we spilling out Mo'
[00:44.73]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[00:46.67]I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
[00:48.45]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[00:50.28]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
[00:52.13]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[00:54.06]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[00:55.98]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[00:57.74]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
[00:59.59]Took you back for a 2021, like twenty somethin' guns
[01:01.85]In the twenty, all dubs from the shop
[01:03.44]Wasn't no security or nothin', just me and my youngins
[01:05.54]We gon' kill' em if we run into an opp
[01:07.24]Topping that mix, like work your wrist
[01:08.87]Trap hard in the bricks, no cream of the crop
[01:10.77]When I see a rock, c*****e, red Wock'
[01:12.68]When dude spoke on me and he end up shot
[01:14.57]When bruh switched and he end up popped
[01:16.36]I sat back and watched, I'ma take my spot
[01:18.29]I can't be stopped, I'm locked in this spot, one whiff of this
[01:20.78]And it's clearing up snot
[01:22.07]Even back then I was holdin' my chin
[01:23.92]Knew I was gon' win, no way I'm not
[01:25.70]Back when my momma got sick, had to give up minus ten
[01:28.05]Would've gave up my life to save her
[01:29.69]I can't change it, I'ma gangsta, gun
[01:31.59]Slangin', cold caser
[01:32.97]Waited patient, niggas ain't come
[01:35.21]Tough, don't tell me, come with eight guns
[01:37.32]Number one in the wakeup, when I
[01:39.51]Spend some to make some
[01:40.97]When my best friend was a H bum
[01:42.89]Nobody made it where I came from
[01:44.71]Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
[01:46.77]If the police spin, then we toast
[01:48.43]I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
[01:52.06]It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
[01:54.40]It's drought, fall straight to the floor
[01:56.15]Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
[01:58.19]In the club, we spilling out Mo'
[01:59.61]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[02:01.48]I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
[02:03.34]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[02:05.09]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
[02:07.19]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[02:08.99]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[02:10.79]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[02:12.60]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
[02:14.51]When I come through the city, need a ticket for the show
[02:16.35]'Bout the same thing I made for the smoke
[02:18.39]Next day air, in the rain or the snow
[02:20.24]I done buck 401, so I can buck for one more
[02:22.21]Ask for more but I'm telling 'em "No"
[02:24.10]Look what they did when I didn't have hope
[02:26.05]Right for the ball, went flat and my dawg turned back
[02:28.26]If they ask why I'm cutting his throat
[02:29.72]I gotta keep it close, even when I'm at a show
[02:31.39]Niggas shirt get soaked, out here thinking I don't
[02:33.40]Thought I felt turnt, then I upped my dose
[02:35.27]Me, James, Baby, like five, ten hoes
[02:37.13]Bring J home, bop down, not ghost
[02:38.81]Then it's drop top, red guts for the Goat
[02:41.06]Had to flip flop, white black on the truck
[02:42.72]Tell these lil' punks in the streets I'm Trump, yeah
[02:45.15](Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
[02:45.17]Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
[02:46.92]If the police spin, then we toast
[02:48.46]I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
[02:52.07]It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
[02:54.34]It's drought, fall straight to the floor
[02:56.03]Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
[02:58.22]In the club, we spilling out Mo'
[02:59.61]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[03:01.54]I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
[03:03.33]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[03:05.13]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
[03:07.06]Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
[03:08.99]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[03:10.95]I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
[03:12.73]I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
文本歌词
作词 : George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
作曲 : George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
(Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
If the police spin, then we toast
I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
It's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
In the club, we spilling out Mo'
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
Took you back for a 2021, like twenty somethin' guns
In the twenty, all dubs from the shop
Wasn't no security or nothin', just me and my youngins
We gon' kill' em if we run into an opp
Topping that mix, like work your wrist
Trap hard in the bricks, no cream of the crop
When I see a rock, c*****e, red Wock'
When dude spoke on me and he end up shot
When bruh switched and he end up popped
I sat back and watched, I'ma take my spot
I can't be stopped, I'm locked in this spot, one whiff of this
And it's clearing up snot
Even back then I was holdin' my chin
Knew I was gon' win, no way I'm not
Back when my momma got sick, had to give up minus ten
Would've gave up my life to save her
I can't change it, I'ma gangsta, gun
Slangin', cold caser
Waited patient, niggas ain't come
Tough, don't tell me, come with eight guns
Number one in the wakeup, when I
Spend some to make some
When my best friend was a H bum
Nobody made it where I came from
Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
If the police spin, then we toast
I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
It's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
In the club, we spilling out Mo'
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
When I come through the city, need a ticket for the show
'Bout the same thing I made for the smoke
Next day air, in the rain or the snow
I done buck 401, so I can buck for one more
Ask for more but I'm telling 'em "No"
Look what they did when I didn't have hope
Right for the ball, went flat and my dawg turned back
If they ask why I'm cutting his throat
I gotta keep it close, even when I'm at a show
Niggas shirt get soaked, out here thinking I don't
Thought I felt turnt, then I upped my dose
Me, James, Baby, like five, ten hoes
Bring J home, bop down, not ghost
Then it's drop top, red guts for the Goat
Had to flip flop, white black on the truck
Tell these lil' punks in the streets I'm Trump, yeah
(Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
Tryna get the whole thing back in a long Cadillac
If the police spin, then we toast
I done came a long way, trappin' in the car like traffic in a four way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load ain't stamped
It's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate, man
In the club, we spilling out Mo'
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke
Two-fifty cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these niggas, they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers, they broke