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歌詞
作词 : P. Jones/D. Carter/W. Roberts/R. Holladay
作曲 : P. Jones/D. Carter/W. Roberts/R. Holladay
Fo' fo' bulldog' my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I'm f-cking her good' she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy' mouth and ass' call that ***** triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy' I'ma starve her to death
Top down' it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet!
You f-ck with me wrong' I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long' I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a ***** I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my f-cking address' huh
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today' remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh
Big black n-gga' and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe' ***** I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring ‘em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high' swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow *****' boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a ***** n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga ****
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected' got killers off in Chicago
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today' remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther' ***** I'm red fox
Big bee's' Red Sox
I get money to kill time' dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don't give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet' you n-ggas center bun
I'm in a red *****' she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain' I don't need a piece
That banana clip' let Chiquita speak
Dark shades' Eazy E
Five letters' YMCMB
***** ass n-gga' p-ssy ass n-gga
I see ya looking' what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules' kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB' double M' we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that ***** gon bang
Red on the wall' Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my *****
My first home invasion' pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a *****' than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma' only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh' hop out like I'm santa claus
N-ggas gather round' got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays' muthaf-ck huddle up
I'm not a star' somebody lied' I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
作曲 : P. Jones/D. Carter/W. Roberts/R. Holladay
Fo' fo' bulldog' my muthaf-cking pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch
I'm f-cking her good' she got her legs on my neck
I get p-ssy' mouth and ass' call that ***** triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy' I'ma starve her to death
Top down' it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet!
You f-ck with me wrong' I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long' I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n-ggas with a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a ***** I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my f-cking address' huh
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today' remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh
Big black n-gga' and an icey watch
Shoes on the coupe' ***** I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring ‘em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high' swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow *****' boss
In the red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a ***** n-gga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n-gga ****
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected' got killers off in Chicago
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts
If I die today' remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther' ***** I'm red fox
Big bee's' Red Sox
I get money to kill time' dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n-gga who don't give a f-ck
Empty the clip than roll a window up
P-ssy n-ggas sweet' you n-ggas center bun
I'm in a red *****' she said she finna cum
200 thou on a chain' I don't need a piece
That banana clip' let Chiquita speak
Dark shades' Eazy E
Five letters' YMCMB
***** ass n-gga' p-ssy ass n-gga
I see ya looking' what ya looking at n-gga
You know the rules' kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a holiday
I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together
YMCMB' double M' we rich forever
The bigger the bullet the more that ***** gon bang
Red on the wall' Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my *****
My first home invasion' pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a *****' than I made a great escape
Aint it funny momma' only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh' hop out like I'm santa claus
N-ggas gather round' got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up
It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays' muthaf-ck huddle up
I'm not a star' somebody lied' I got a chopper in the car
Yeah
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[00:00.000] 作词 : P. Jones/D. Carter/W. Roberts/R. Holladay [00:01.000] 作曲 : P. Jones/D. Carter/W. Roberts/R. Holladay [00:37.36]Fo' fo' bulldog' my muthaf-cking pet [00:40.23]I point it at you and tell that muthaf-cker fetch [00:43.29]I'm f-cking her good' she got her legs on my neck [00:46.30]I get p-ssy' mouth and ass' call that ***** triple threat [00:49.47]When I was in jail she let me call her collect [00:52.53]But if she get greedy' I'ma starve her to death [00:55.28] [00:56.21]Top down' it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet! [01:02.17]You f-ck with me wrong' I knock your head off your neck [01:04.73]The flight too long' I got a bed on the jet [01:07.79]The guns are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch [01:10.84]I pay these n-ggas with a reality check [01:14.34]Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best [01:17.40]This game is a ***** I got my hand up her dress [01:20.45]The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest [01:23.45]An AK47 is my f-cking address' huh [01:26.32] [01:27.19]I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car [01:31.06] [01:32.43]I got a chopper in the car [01:34.06] [01:35.49]I got a chopper in the car [01:37.12] [01:38.86]Yeah [01:39.24]Load up the choppers like it's December 31st [01:42.29]Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts [01:45.30]If I die today' remember me like John Lennon [01:48.30]Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh [01:51.92]Big black n-gga' and an icey watch [01:54.91]Shoes on the coupe' ***** I got a Nike shop [01:58.11]Counts the profits you could bring ‘em in a Nike box [02:00.97]Grinding in my Jordans kick em off they might high' swish! [02:05.33]I'm swimming in the yellow *****' boss [02:07.51]In the red 911 looking devilish [02:10.00] [02:10.57]Red beam make a ***** n-gga sit down [02:13.37]Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time [02:16.62]Drop Palmolive in a n-gga **** [02:19.49]Make it come back even harder than before [02:22.36]Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes [02:25.67]Well connected' got killers off in Chicago [02:28.07] [02:28.75]I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car [02:32.89] [02:34.39]I got a chopper in the car [02:36.01] [02:37.51]I got a chopper in the car [02:39.13] [02:41.38]Load up the choppers like it's December 31st [02:43.32]Roll up and c**k it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts [02:46.93]If I die today' remember me like John Lennon [02:50.05]Buried in Louis' I'm talking all brown linen' huh [02:54.36]Talk stupid get ya head popped [02:57.04]I got that Esther' ***** I'm red fox [02:59.98]Big bee's' Red Sox [03:03.16]I get money to kill time' dead clocks [03:05.97] [03:06.53]Your f-cking with a n-gga who don't give a f-ck [03:09.27]Empty the clip than roll a window up [03:12.08]P-ssy n-ggas sweet' you n-ggas center bun [03:15.39]I'm in a red *****' she said she finna cum [03:18.45]200 thou on a chain' I don't need a piece [03:21.75]That banana clip' let Chiquita speak [03:24.37] [03:25.31]Dark shades' Eazy E [03:27.51] [03:28.25]Five letters' YMCMB [03:30.81]***** ass n-gga' p-ssy ass n-gga [03:33.68]I see ya looking' what ya looking at n-gga [03:36.69]You know the rules' kill em all and keep moving [03:39.74]If I died today it'd be a holiday [03:42.67]I'm not a star' somebody lied I got a chopper in the car [03:47.42]So don't make it come alive [03:48.85]Rip yo ass apart than I put myself together [03:52.16]YMCMB' double M' we rich forever [03:55.28]The bigger the bullet the more that ***** gon bang [03:58.83]Red on the wall' Basquiat when I paint [04:01.77]Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my ***** [04:04.95]My first home invasion' pocket gain and 40 bricks [04:08.13]Son of a *****' than I made a great escape [04:11.31]Aint it funny momma' only son be baking cakes [04:14.25]Pull up in the sleigh' hop out like I'm santa claus [04:17.37]N-ggas gather round' got gifts for all of y'all [04:20.42]Take it home and let it bubble thats the double up [04:23.48]If you get in trouble that just mean you f-cking up [04:26.54]It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up [04:29.79]I call the plays' muthaf-ck huddle up [04:32.98]I'm not a star' somebody lied' I got a chopper in the car [04:40.82] [04:45.06]Yeah