LRC歌词
Ayy, what's poppin'?
You know how the **** we bleed, man
We get money and kill people, man
You hear me, man?
We don't rap beef, man
We slide, man, we drill people, man
Bomin' like Obama do and trap for the gunner too, man
I only speak facts and count racks, man, and send packs, man
Let's get it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Tote somethin' illegal
Hit your block with them guys, hop out, kill people
Got a Glock four-five, and it's real lethal (let's get it)
*****, you know we fry, we really kill people (bang bang)
*****, I'm with the gang, we catch a body gang (gang gang)
*****, we gang bang off in the lobby man (bang)
Catch a ***** lackin', it's a hobby man
Pop him in the noggin, leave him sloppy man
Hit your block, we gon' swerve s**t (skrt skrt)
In the trap, I'm posted with the birds, ***** (skrt skrt)
I don't rap beef, what's the words, *****? (huh?)
****** sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Everyone same side for lil bro, Ice Age all of my clothes
How I ball, you think I went pro, I'm in the hood, Brisco
She show me her thong, Sisqó, she's high and ready to go
I'm hungrier than a hippo, Aim FN, how I get low
Got a new scope and it got zoom, and I'm in that yoom
Baby, I know you smell that fume
Just get down, you hear that boom
In the back of the 'Bach, and this ***** got room
Magazine got colored shells, half green, half blue
Smoking on that cook', someone bring me a pot
All these diamonds, I don't get hot
Young ***** really from them blocks
Ayy *****, here we come, if you ready or not
On probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, smellin like pot
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
You know how the **** we bleed, man
We get money and kill people, man
You hear me, man?
We don't rap beef, man
We slide, man, we drill people, man
Bomin' like Obama do and trap for the gunner too, man
I only speak facts and count racks, man, and send packs, man
Let's get it
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Tote somethin' illegal
Hit your block with them guys, hop out, kill people
Got a Glock four-five, and it's real lethal (let's get it)
*****, you know we fry, we really kill people (bang bang)
*****, I'm with the gang, we catch a body gang (gang gang)
*****, we gang bang off in the lobby man (bang)
Catch a ***** lackin', it's a hobby man
Pop him in the noggin, leave him sloppy man
Hit your block, we gon' swerve s**t (skrt skrt)
In the trap, I'm posted with the birds, ***** (skrt skrt)
I don't rap beef, what's the words, *****? (huh?)
****** sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Everyone same side for lil bro, Ice Age all of my clothes
How I ball, you think I went pro, I'm in the hood, Brisco
She show me her thong, Sisqó, she's high and ready to go
I'm hungrier than a hippo, Aim FN, how I get low
Got a new scope and it got zoom, and I'm in that yoom
Baby, I know you smell that fume
Just get down, you hear that boom
In the back of the 'Bach, and this ***** got room
Magazine got colored shells, half green, half blue
Smoking on that cook', someone bring me a pot
All these diamonds, I don't get hot
Young ***** really from them blocks
Ayy *****, here we come, if you ready or not
On probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, smellin like pot
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
***** need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
文本歌词
Ayy, what's poppin'?You know how the **** we bleed, manWe get money and kill people, manYou hear me, man?We don't rap beef, manWe slide, man, we drill people, manBomin' like Obama do and trap for the gunner too, manI only speak facts and count racks, man, and send packs, manLet's get itAyy, ayy, ayyShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boy, yeahShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boyFoenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him upTote somethin' illegalHit your block with them guys, hop out, kill peopleGot a Glock four-five, and it's real lethal (let's get it)*****, you know we fry, we really kill people (bang bang)*****, I'm with the gang, we catch a body gang (gang gang)*****, we gang bang off in the lobby man (bang)Catch a ***** lackin', it's a hobby manPop him in the noggin, leave him sloppy manHit your block, we gon' swerve s**t (skrt skrt)In the trap, I'm posted with the birds, ***** (skrt skrt)I don't rap beef, what's the words, *****? (huh?)****** sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)Ayy, ayy, ayyShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boy, yeahShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boyFoenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him upEveryone same side for lil bro, Ice Age all of my clothesHow I ball, you think I went pro, I'm in the hood, BriscoShe show me her thong, Sisqó, she's high and ready to goI'm hungrier than a hippo, Aim FN, how I get lowGot a new scope and it got zoom, and I'm in that yoomBaby, I know you smell that fumeJust get down, you hear that boomIn the back of the 'Bach, and this ***** got roomMagazine got colored shells, half green, half blueSmoking on that cook', someone bring me a potAll these diamonds, I don't get hotYoung ***** really from them blocksAyy *****, here we come, if you ready or notOn probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, smellin like potAyy, ayy, ayyShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boy, yeahShawty know I kill people, real peopleFrom the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real regalsBig body, what's your build boy? Ill boy***** need to find his chill boyFoenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeahFoenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
