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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Pooh Beatz,Museekal
[00:00.0][Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
[00:00.44]Pack in the mail, I sit it down and it's crackin' the scale
[00:02.63]Had to switch position from the kitchen, nigga, I was flippin' like a spatula there
[00:05.65]Pretty Ricky with them bitches, when I'm hittin' long as a dread on spectacular hair
[00:09.10]Here shit, light shit, white whip, open up it look like a packet of mayo
[00:12.14]I'm back in Rodeo, ****in' up the check and chuckin' up the set
[00:14.47]And I'm back off the layover, pay-over way over niggas
[00:15.98]No slumber but a nigga stay over, nigga
[00:18.8]Your bitch is with me 'til the day-day, AK loaded up the same way
[00:21.8]Chain swang, white person screamin' out, "Gang gang!"
[00:23.20]Slide or kick, Jet Li or Liu K-K-Kang (Wah!)
[00:25.37]I got a Little B, he call me based God like brring, ding, ding
[00:28.27]Got a main dame, Audemar, and that's my main thang
[00:30.91]Got a Rollie watch, her name Jane but she plain plain, so we call her plain Jane
[00:33.80]Over her, I let it bang-bang like the fingers twistin' on a gang member sittin' in the chain gang
[00:37.52]Nigga, please, I got old nigga cheese, y'all got hoe nigga knees
[00:40.65]Can't let a faux nigga roll up, put a hole in your shit then let the ho nigga leave, man
[00:43.90]Y'all niggas know a nigga T-O-R-Y, all my niggas got paws and they're always for the free
[00:47.22]"O" for the fee, if a nigga throw a couple Gs, get a little nigga smoked for the free, man
[00:50.36]1-5-0, first show, nigga, that's how I go, I was chosen with those melodies
[00:53.51]Niggas hatin', I've been goin' up with those enemies
[00:55.25]And the snakes keep blowin' it with those in the breeze
[00:56.36]I'm up to no good, my boy's in the hood
[00:58.26]With no young Jeezy, and no Jody Breezy, could blow 40 Gs
[01:00.38]Still come back, who the **** lookin' like the Ol' Dirty B from the Wu-Tang, nigga?
[01:02.98]I could say nothin' on a mother****in' track, still go back plat' like Pootie Tang, nigga
[01:06.44]Do your thing, nigga, hoppin' in the Mulsanne
[01:08.1]Hotter than a blue flame lit up in the full tank, nigga
[01:09.44]Man niggas better hide, niggas what, niggas what?
[01:11.46]Nigga, niggas at the bottom of the food chain, nigga
[01:12.76]Nigga so lame, can't crew hang, nigga, can't crew bang with ya, can't move a thang with ya'
[01:16.41]See a little bad bitch walkin' down the block, but she lookin' at me 'cause your crew can't get her
[01:19.17]I'm a dominator, moderator
[01:20.9]Pass your chick like hot potato
[01:21.74]Police non-cooperator
[01:22.83]I won't tolerate a bitch that's talkin' crazy, not me, lil' nigga
[01:25.32]I be on the beach with the sea, lil' nigga
[01:26.99]I been triplin' up the doubles and threes, lil' nigga
[01:28.64]Livin' it up with the women up in Vis, lil' nigga
[01:30.10]Give it up all my niggas is tuckin', I hope a nigga's duckin'
[01:31.77]I been drippin' and drippin' like a nigga's tippin' the bucket
[01:33.59]I been whippin' these bitches and stickin' out my dick in public
[01:34.98]They be lickin' a nigga to get to familiar ****in'
[01:36.57]I be ****in' these women in ten-percent'd tinted windows
[01:38.5]And I'm yellin' and tellin' I gotta get it, get to steppin'
[01:39.81]I'm reppin' Umbrella forever, my niggas in abundance
[01:41.48]I'm fly as propellers, you jealous
[01:42.65]And if a nigga comin', I'm eatin' these niggas like ketchup and relish on a bun
[01:44.41]I got the money to fund the wonders of what I wanted
[01:46.1]And when I want it, I wanna feel like you can't front on it
[01:47.46]I got your ex-chick and your next chick on a pole in my livin' room floor tryin' to dance all on it
[01:50.66]As long as I can put my hands all on her, she said: "Handstand, a handstand'' and landed on it
[01:53.83]I said damn, had to put it in her head, I ain't droppin' no bread
[01:55.72]This is not that Gretel and the Hansel story
[01:57.34]Got a Coupe full of hoes and the hose in the Coupe
[01:58.99]To the Lamborghini doors to the floors and the roof
[02:00.46]When I'm goin' in the booth, I'm exposin' the globe to the truth
[02:01.98]They be knowin', I be showin' up with proof
[02:03.62]Any faux nigga, any ho nigga, any low Joe Schmoe nigga better know
[02:05.13]When I unload Get Low, Get Low, Get Low like Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz, nigga
[02:09.78]And my lil' bitch type thick, uh
[02:11.45]Neck is freezy as a ice-pick, uh
[02:12.40]Out of sect just like a high kick, uh
[02:13.98]Niggas gonna copy my style like a right click
[02:15.67]All of my dogs'll kill you like Mike Vick
[02:17.28]Light that pistol, put that boy in a Heimlich
[02:18.75]I was handin' them Ls to Joyner and Don for comin' out actin' too lightskin
[02:22.6]Nigga, I'm back in the Bentley, applyin' the pressure
[02:24.2]Spittin' bunch of flyin' and firin' embers
[02:25.54]So ****in' hot, you'd think I died in the desert
[02:27.16]Came back to **** up your entire endeavor
[02:28.67]You tryin' me? Never; your squad will get shot if ya try and be clever
[02:30.28]My diamonds forever, designin' and linin' a bed up
[02:32.59]Then give 'em a choice: which one you want die with, the .9 or Beretta?
[02:35.50]I'm sorry for being intolerant, I got this violent temper
[02:37.95]I like when I'm cold, I shoot a nigga, make him die in December
[02:40.4]You been a bitch, as long as I can remember
[02:41.88]You sayin' that you're gang, them niggas keep talkin'
[02:43.47]I promise I'll silence your members then quiet your temple
[02:45.0]While firing bullets that fly at your mental and pry at your denim
[02:47.31]I'll hire somebody to fire the jet up then get up and send a shooter that'll fly if you rattle
[02:51.36]I promise I'm high on momentum
[02:52.65]Might think it's a setup, but find me a nigga
[02:54.22]Might line that nigga for the paper
[02:55.45]Let the hitter get to foldin', origami the nigga
[02:56.88]The Louie luggage bustin' down on ya nigga
[02:58.92]But true we thuggin', no insomnia, nigga
[03:01.4]I'm really a top 3...
文本歌词
作曲 : Pooh Beatz,Museekal
Pack in the mail, I sit it down and it's crackin' the scale
Had to switch position from the kitchen, nigga, I was flippin' like a spatula there
Pretty Ricky with them bitches, when I'm hittin' long as a dread on spectacular hair
Here shit, light shit, white whip, open up it look like a packet of mayo
I'm back in Rodeo, ****in' up the check and chuckin' up the set
And I'm back off the layover, pay-over way over niggas
No slumber but a nigga stay over, nigga
Your bitch is with me 'til the day-day, AK loaded up the same way
Chain swang, white person screamin' out, "Gang gang!"
Slide or kick, Jet Li or Liu K-K-Kang (Wah!)
I got a Little B, he call me based God like brring, ding, ding
Got a main dame, Audemar, and that's my main thang
Got a Rollie watch, her name Jane but she plain plain, so we call her plain Jane
Over her, I let it bang-bang like the fingers twistin' on a gang member sittin' in the chain gang
Nigga, please, I got old nigga cheese, y'all got hoe nigga knees
Can't let a faux nigga roll up, put a hole in your shit then let the ho nigga leave, man
Y'all niggas know a nigga T-O-R-Y, all my niggas got paws and they're always for the free
"O" for the fee, if a nigga throw a couple Gs, get a little nigga smoked for the free, man
1-5-0, first show, nigga, that's how I go, I was chosen with those melodies
Niggas hatin', I've been goin' up with those enemies
And the snakes keep blowin' it with those in the breeze
I'm up to no good, my boy's in the hood
With no young Jeezy, and no Jody Breezy, could blow 40 Gs
Still come back, who the **** lookin' like the Ol' Dirty B from the Wu-Tang, nigga?
I could say nothin' on a mother****in' track, still go back plat' like Pootie Tang, nigga
Do your thing, nigga, hoppin' in the Mulsanne
Hotter than a blue flame lit up in the full tank, nigga
Man niggas better hide, niggas what, niggas what?
Nigga, niggas at the bottom of the food chain, nigga
Nigga so lame, can't crew hang, nigga, can't crew bang with ya, can't move a thang with ya'
See a little bad bitch walkin' down the block, but she lookin' at me 'cause your crew can't get her
I'm a dominator, moderator
Pass your chick like hot potato
Police non-cooperator
I won't tolerate a bitch that's talkin' crazy, not me, lil' nigga
I be on the beach with the sea, lil' nigga
I been triplin' up the doubles and threes, lil' nigga
Livin' it up with the women up in Vis, lil' nigga
Give it up all my niggas is tuckin', I hope a nigga's duckin'
I been drippin' and drippin' like a nigga's tippin' the bucket
I been whippin' these bitches and stickin' out my dick in public
They be lickin' a nigga to get to familiar ****in'
I be ****in' these women in ten-percent'd tinted windows
And I'm yellin' and tellin' I gotta get it, get to steppin'
I'm reppin' Umbrella forever, my niggas in abundance
I'm fly as propellers, you jealous
And if a nigga comin', I'm eatin' these niggas like ketchup and relish on a bun
I got the money to fund the wonders of what I wanted
And when I want it, I wanna feel like you can't front on it
I got your ex-chick and your next chick on a pole in my livin' room floor tryin' to dance all on it
As long as I can put my hands all on her, she said: "Handstand, a handstand'' and landed on it
I said damn, had to put it in her head, I ain't droppin' no bread
This is not that Gretel and the Hansel story
Got a Coupe full of hoes and the hose in the Coupe
To the Lamborghini doors to the floors and the roof
When I'm goin' in the booth, I'm exposin' the globe to the truth
They be knowin', I be showin' up with proof
Any faux nigga, any ho nigga, any low Joe Schmoe nigga better know
When I unload Get Low, Get Low, Get Low like Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz, nigga
And my lil' bitch type thick, uh
Neck is freezy as a ice-pick, uh
Out of sect just like a high kick, uh
Niggas gonna copy my style like a right click
All of my dogs'll kill you like Mike Vick
Light that pistol, put that boy in a Heimlich
I was handin' them Ls to Joyner and Don for comin' out actin' too lightskin
Nigga, I'm back in the Bentley, applyin' the pressure
Spittin' bunch of flyin' and firin' embers
So ****in' hot, you'd think I died in the desert
Came back to **** up your entire endeavor
You tryin' me? Never; your squad will get shot if ya try and be clever
My diamonds forever, designin' and linin' a bed up
Then give 'em a choice: which one you want die with, the .9 or Beretta?
I'm sorry for being intolerant, I got this violent temper
I like when I'm cold, I shoot a nigga, make him die in December
You been a bitch, as long as I can remember
You sayin' that you're gang, them niggas keep talkin'
I promise I'll silence your members then quiet your temple
While firing bullets that fly at your mental and pry at your denim
I'll hire somebody to fire the jet up then get up and send a shooter that'll fly if you rattle
I promise I'm high on momentum
Might think it's a setup, but find me a nigga
Might line that nigga for the paper
Let the hitter get to foldin', origami the nigga
The Louie luggage bustin' down on ya nigga
But true we thuggin', no insomnia, nigga
I'm really a top 3...