[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis A Roman
[00:00.622] 作曲 : Luis A Roman
[00:01.245]See I am posted with the crew
[00:02.811]Aye catch me at the mall wasting bands until I’m screwed
[00:05.691]Spend. I’m going dumb I’m going cool
[00:08.839]But the 45 still stuck on me so please don’t try a move
[00:11.687]But see y’all dumb so I know you still gone try me
[00:14.028]And there ain’t no take see back sees when I put you in that Ernie
[00:17.145]So tell me who is worthy. Better grab some mits
[00:19.788]Cause when I put you down there ain’t no coming back. There ain’t no gulag kid
[00:23.699]I got my hand upon the wheel while I’m spinning on each block
[00:26.320]Cause I been seeking all them niggas who got em death threats with no mops
[00:29.727]Aye if they really want that static, I’ll up that sizzle make em pop
[00:32.568]He pop lock and drop it by how my rocket made that nigga flop
[00:35.737]He didn’t know how we slide up on these oppers like some otters
[00:38.367]Aye we were all five deep like look at us we set for slaughter
[00:41.500]Aye I guess he didn’t know that we be out here for the slaughter
[00:44.129]I’ll smoke his mother and his farther cause I’m really bout that plotter
[00:48.339]Aye nigga really caught that shimmy shimmy
[00:50.175]We felt like Santa how we slide up on his hood with them Chimney Sizzle
[00:54.639]We merking oppers for the giggle
[00:56.439]Aye the cripple dropped and wiggle
[00:57.748]We still sent ******s he got Chiseled
[00:59.594]Aye it wasn’t well
[01:01.175]He got sent to hell
[01:02.229]And I really don’t feel bad
[01:03.527]He’s not important he’s an oh well
[01:05.078]Money what’s on my mind what he didn’t have
[01:07.968]and if he did he would of live but at the end of the day rest lad
[01:11.360]Bop bop bop bop bop
[01:13.185]Got em moving now
[01:14.510]Yawk yawk yawk yawk yawk
[01:16.077]Oh they shooting now
[01:16.861]Bop bop bop
[01:19.213]And we zooming out
[01:19.987]Yawk yawk yawk
[01:22.051]With my uzi now
[01:23.080]Got em in the trunk. What the f*ck? With my Cartier
[01:25.952]Ima f*ck em up in the ice like a Hockey game
[01:28.849]Got my glizzy tucked like wassup? Let my Tommy sang
[01:31.747]Ima double dutch with my blood with my ****ing gang
[01:35.124]Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Ima slit his ****ing throat
[01:37.748]Ima f*ck his *****, throw a fit, then I’ll ****ing go
[01:40.903]240 sx in the streets burning rubber on the floor
[01:43.543]Drift on a *****. Ima let her choke on all da smoke
[01:46.694]Grip my gun. No running from a blood
[01:49.552]My blood want smoke. No I guess that aint my blood
[01:52.428]***** I’m up. I stunt until I’m numb
[01:55.566]I do it for the fun and I’m smoking on my blunt