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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Thornton, Thornton, Williams
[00:00.696]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[00:03.164]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[00:07.314]Yuugh, make your skin crawl
[00:09.048]Press one button, let the wind fall
[00:10.927]Who gon' stop us? **** the coppers, the mind of a kilo shopper
[00:14.861]Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
[00:17.381]I ain't spent one rap dollar in three years, holla
[00:20.520]Money's the leash, drag the b***h by a dog collar
[00:23.166]Now, ho, follow
[00:24.493]This is my ghetto story like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dada
[00:28.883]Open the Frigidaire, twenty-five to life in here
[00:31.731]So much white you might think your holy Christ is near
[00:34.558]Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
[00:37.499]Ice trays? Nada, all you'll see is pigeons paired
[00:40.254]The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
[00:43.187]It's crack pot inspired, my real niggas quote
[00:45.835]B***h, never cook my coke, why?
[00:47.808]Never trust a ho with your child
[00:49.682]At you make-believe rappers, I smile, hah
[00:52.208]Canal Streeting my style
[00:53.776]Like you internet sharin' my files, you MySpace niggas
[00:57.074]So kill the comparison
[00:59.640]I'm South Beach sipping on Sarafin
[01:02.084]Royalty check, nigga, I never been
[01:04.067]Coke money clean through Merrill Lynch
[01:06.238]Accountant just gasp at the smell of it
[01:08.690]Meet the dealer, ain't a b***h realer
[01:10.926]So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel you
[01:14.171]Knock it the **** off
[01:15.693]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[01:16.636]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[01:19.420]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[01:22.248]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[01:24.984]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[01:27.905]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[01:30.730](Yeah, check it)
[01:33.879]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[01:36.741]Throw it on the scale, feed your goddamn self
[01:39.322]Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
[01:42.213]Word on the street is you gon' love how it melt
[01:44.705]And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself
[01:48.164]I yell, "Re-up," 'til I'm locked like Mumia
[01:50.430]And get it cross-state with the grace of Maria
[01:53.240]Keep on toys, you gon' know us when you see us
[01:56.256]Livin' street tales worthy of Don Divas
[01:59.257]Keys in the floor, mistress in Dior
[02:01.785]B***h tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
[02:04.806]Shit could get ugly should she talk to the law
[02:07.355]And that's just what I get, it's the Roses of War
[02:10.460]**** the Bureau, rather be spending Euros
[02:13.178]We get fed grapes, **** hoes in plurals
[02:16.299]Just like heaven as I gaze at the mural
[02:18.692]What a peace of mind when you cop you some Shapiros
[02:21.774]Cheers to the future as we toast to life
[02:24.147]I'm Prive-ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga
[02:27.966]The cars are big, the cribs are bigger
[02:30.224]The kids are happy, the perfect picture
[02:33.067]Gemstar razor, the fruit of my labor
[02:35.557]And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
[02:38.787]These b*****s fake like the hoes on Flavor
[02:41.366]But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper, yes
[02:44.416]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[02:46.956]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[02:49.754]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[02:52.531]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[02:55.372]Keys open doors, keys open doors
[02:58.235]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
[03:04.115]Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
文本歌词
作曲 : Thornton, Thornton, Williams
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Yuugh, make your skin crawl
Press one button, let the wind fall
Who gon' stop us? **** the coppers, the mind of a kilo shopper
Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
I ain't spent one rap dollar in three years, holla
Money's the leash, drag the b***h by a dog collar
Now, ho, follow
This is my ghetto story like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dada
Open the Frigidaire, twenty-five to life in here
So much white you might think your holy Christ is near
Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
Ice trays? Nada, all you'll see is pigeons paired
The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
It's crack pot inspired, my real niggas quote
B***h, never cook my coke, why?
Never trust a ho with your child
At you make-believe rappers, I smile, hah
Canal Streeting my style
Like you internet sharin' my files, you MySpace niggas
So kill the comparison
I'm South Beach sipping on Sarafin
Royalty check, nigga, I never been
Coke money clean through Merrill Lynch
Accountant just gasp at the smell of it
Meet the dealer, ain't a b***h realer
So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel you
Knock it the **** off
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
(Yeah, check it)
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Throw it on the scale, feed your goddamn self
Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
Word on the street is you gon' love how it melt
And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself
I yell, "Re-up," 'til I'm locked like Mumia
And get it cross-state with the grace of Maria
Keep on toys, you gon' know us when you see us
Livin' street tales worthy of Don Divas
Keys in the floor, mistress in Dior
B***h tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
Shit could get ugly should she talk to the law
And that's just what I get, it's the Roses of War
**** the Bureau, rather be spending Euros
We get fed grapes, **** hoes in plurals
Just like heaven as I gaze at the mural
What a peace of mind when you cop you some Shapiros
Cheers to the future as we toast to life
I'm Prive-ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga
The cars are big, the cribs are bigger
The kids are happy, the perfect picture
Gemstar razor, the fruit of my labor
And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
These b*****s fake like the hoes on Flavor
But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper, yes
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors