| 作曲 : Boykin, Nance, Smith, Snoddy ... | |
| Meet them | |
| Chicago-Rillas | |
| Yeah..And we some cold hard killas | |
| Meet them | |
| Chicago-Rillas | |
| Yeah..We came to get that scrilla [Mikkey] | |
| Uh, point blank | |
| Charlie, I’m that nigga | |
| Been killing them | |
| Kanye tracks before | |
| Jigga Hooked with | |
| No ID when | |
| Kanye moved to | |
| NY I was in the hundreds runnin’ around totaled semis | |
| Left Cash | |
| Money and started my own empire | |
| And we don’t do no bird call, bitch we been fly | |
| And we won’t kiss another man in the mouth, we | |
| GANGSTA But we will run up in your house and stain ya | |
| Close range murder remain ya | |
| Empty the whole clip plus what’s in the chamber | |
| And if this won’t help you | |
| Joe you know what we aim for | |
| Lower that ice boy you know what we came for, nigga | |
| Act like it we gon’ put you to sleep | |
| We owe everything worth some even your teeth | |
| And beef, you don’t want, it | |
| I promise that | |
| This is south homicide of | |
| Chicago, honor that [Chorus] [Rhymefest] | |
| You could never hold this block like | |
| I do You grew up with a house full of women and let your momma pussify you | |
| Started gangbangin’ in high school | |
| Got your ass whipped and you stopped gangbangin’ in high school | |
| This is something to ride to | |
| Bitch ho wonderful | |
| Twista, Common and | |
| Kanye look real comfortable | |
| Bump, Fest and | |
| Mikkey fin a snatch it from under you | |
| I’ll help a nigga bag dependin’ on how my numbers do | |
| Huh, and this ain’t | |
| Wayne talkin’ greazy, greazy | |
| This is just your mannerisms and they need me, need me | |
| I’m a gremlin out the 12 ho feed me, feed me | |
| Girls we got it’s too hot for | |
| TV, TV THA | |
| T’S RIIIIG | |
| HT, Naw it ain’t | |
| Jeezy, Jeezy | |
| Them Chicago- | |
| Rillas gon’ snatch ya freebie | |
| Wear it around the hood, believe me | |
| And when you want it back the price moved up like | |
| George and | |
| Weezie I will never sit, y’all will never tell | |
| When the heat is on, | |
| I will never bail | |
| I will, never--let a stud extort me | |
| I’ll run up in your house with my leaking wing fin a spit poetry | |
| I’ll put a punk head with a floor beat | |
| I’m like bullets flying through the hood, you can’t ignore me | |
| BITCH [Chorus] [Bump J] | |
| My crew is thorough | |
| I see life through a barrel | |
| I’m clean ‘cause | |
| I make green like blue and yellow | |
| I got a deal, | |
| I ain’t flash-you’ll ball out | |
| I went in cops with crates of guns and passed ’em all out | |
| I’m that hood, make rappers call it quits | |
| I’ve been good, | |
| Atlantic just made it all legit | |
| It’s all real, y’all rappers just act hard | |
| And we spend money like it grows in our backyard | |
| The MAC-11 is with me, | |
| I’m going well over 80 | |
| In that navy blue 760 | |
| And I’m headed towards the hundreds, the king of the city | |
| Going to get this money (with Rhymefest and Mikkey, NIGGA) | |
| Crossing them, you’re dead wrong | |
| I will grab that chrome | |
| Put it on your head like some head phones | |
| You don’t want | |
| Bump to squeeze ’till the legs gone | |
| Block bloody murder, redrum (redrum, NIGGA) [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Boykin, Nance, Smith, Snoddy ... | |
| Meet them | |
| ChicagoRillas | |
| Yeah.. And we some cold hard killas | |
| Meet them | |
| ChicagoRillas | |
| Yeah.. We came to get that scrilla Mikkey | |
| Uh, point blank | |
| Charlie, I' m that nigga | |
| Been killing them | |
| Kanye tracks before | |
| Jigga Hooked with | |
| No ID when | |
| Kanye moved to | |
| NY I was in the hundreds runnin' around totaled semis | |
| Left Cash | |
| Money and started my own empire | |
| And we don' t do no bird call, bitch we been fly | |
| And we won' t kiss another man in the mouth, we | |
| GANGSTA But we will run up in your house and stain ya | |
| Close range murder remain ya | |
| Empty the whole clip plus what' s in the chamber | |
| And if this won' t help you | |
| Joe you know what we aim for | |
| Lower that ice boy you know what we came for, nigga | |
| Act like it we gon' put you to sleep | |
| We owe everything worth some even your teeth | |
| And beef, you don' t want, it | |
| I promise that | |
| This is south homicide of | |
| Chicago, honor that Chorus Rhymefest | |
| You could never hold this block like | |
| I do You grew up with a house full of women and let your momma pussify you | |
| Started gangbangin' in high school | |
| Got your ass whipped and you stopped gangbangin' in high school | |
| This is something to ride to | |
| Bitch ho wonderful | |
| Twista, Common and | |
| Kanye look real comfortable | |
| Bump, Fest and | |
| Mikkey fin a snatch it from under you | |
| I' ll help a nigga bag dependin' on how my numbers do | |
| Huh, and this ain' t | |
| Wayne talkin' greazy, greazy | |
| This is just your mannerisms and they need me, need me | |
| I' m a gremlin out the 12 ho feed me, feed me | |
| Girls we got it' s too hot for | |
| TV, TV THA | |
| T' S RIIIIG | |
| HT, Naw it ain' t | |
| Jeezy, Jeezy | |
| Them Chicago | |
| Rillas gon' snatch ya freebie | |
| Wear it around the hood, believe me | |
| And when you want it back the price moved up like | |
| George and | |
| Weezie I will never sit, y' all will never tell | |
| When the heat is on, | |
| I will never bail | |
| I will, neverlet a stud extort me | |
| I' ll run up in your house with my leaking wing fin a spit poetry | |
| I' ll put a punk head with a floor beat | |
| I' m like bullets flying through the hood, you can' t ignore me | |
| BITCH Chorus Bump J | |
| My crew is thorough | |
| I see life through a barrel | |
| I' m clean ' cause | |
| I make green like blue and yellow | |
| I got a deal, | |
| I ain' t flashyou' ll ball out | |
| I went in cops with crates of guns and passed ' em all out | |
| I' m that hood, make rappers call it quits | |
| I' ve been good, | |
| Atlantic just made it all legit | |
| It' s all real, y' all rappers just act hard | |
| And we spend money like it grows in our backyard | |
| The MAC11 is with me, | |
| I' m going well over 80 | |
| In that navy blue 760 | |
| And I' m headed towards the hundreds, the king of the city | |
| Going to get this money with Rhymefest and Mikkey, NIGGA | |
| Crossing them, you' re dead wrong | |
| I will grab that chrome | |
| Put it on your head like some head phones | |
| You don' t want | |
| Bump to squeeze ' till the legs gone | |
| Block bloody murder, redrum redrum, NIGGA Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Boykin, Nance, Smith, Snoddy ... | |
| Meet them | |
| ChicagoRillas | |
| Yeah.. And we some cold hard killas | |
| Meet them | |
| ChicagoRillas | |
| Yeah.. We came to get that scrilla Mikkey | |
| Uh, point blank | |
| Charlie, I' m that nigga | |
| Been killing them | |
| Kanye tracks before | |
| Jigga Hooked with | |
| No ID when | |
| Kanye moved to | |
| NY I was in the hundreds runnin' around totaled semis | |
| Left Cash | |
| Money and started my own empire | |
| And we don' t do no bird call, bitch we been fly | |
| And we won' t kiss another man in the mouth, we | |
| GANGSTA But we will run up in your house and stain ya | |
| Close range murder remain ya | |
| Empty the whole clip plus what' s in the chamber | |
| And if this won' t help you | |
| Joe you know what we aim for | |
| Lower that ice boy you know what we came for, nigga | |
| Act like it we gon' put you to sleep | |
| We owe everything worth some even your teeth | |
| And beef, you don' t want, it | |
| I promise that | |
| This is south homicide of | |
| Chicago, honor that Chorus Rhymefest | |
| You could never hold this block like | |
| I do You grew up with a house full of women and let your momma pussify you | |
| Started gangbangin' in high school | |
| Got your ass whipped and you stopped gangbangin' in high school | |
| This is something to ride to | |
| Bitch ho wonderful | |
| Twista, Common and | |
| Kanye look real comfortable | |
| Bump, Fest and | |
| Mikkey fin a snatch it from under you | |
| I' ll help a nigga bag dependin' on how my numbers do | |
| Huh, and this ain' t | |
| Wayne talkin' greazy, greazy | |
| This is just your mannerisms and they need me, need me | |
| I' m a gremlin out the 12 ho feed me, feed me | |
| Girls we got it' s too hot for | |
| TV, TV THA | |
| T' S RIIIIG | |
| HT, Naw it ain' t | |
| Jeezy, Jeezy | |
| Them Chicago | |
| Rillas gon' snatch ya freebie | |
| Wear it around the hood, believe me | |
| And when you want it back the price moved up like | |
| George and | |
| Weezie I will never sit, y' all will never tell | |
| When the heat is on, | |
| I will never bail | |
| I will, neverlet a stud extort me | |
| I' ll run up in your house with my leaking wing fin a spit poetry | |
| I' ll put a punk head with a floor beat | |
| I' m like bullets flying through the hood, you can' t ignore me | |
| BITCH Chorus Bump J | |
| My crew is thorough | |
| I see life through a barrel | |
| I' m clean ' cause | |
| I make green like blue and yellow | |
| I got a deal, | |
| I ain' t flashyou' ll ball out | |
| I went in cops with crates of guns and passed ' em all out | |
| I' m that hood, make rappers call it quits | |
| I' ve been good, | |
| Atlantic just made it all legit | |
| It' s all real, y' all rappers just act hard | |
| And we spend money like it grows in our backyard | |
| The MAC11 is with me, | |
| I' m going well over 80 | |
| In that navy blue 760 | |
| And I' m headed towards the hundreds, the king of the city | |
| Going to get this money with Rhymefest and Mikkey, NIGGA | |
| Crossing them, you' re dead wrong | |
| I will grab that chrome | |
| Put it on your head like some head phones | |
| You don' t want | |
| Bump to squeeze ' till the legs gone | |
| Block bloody murder, redrum redrum, NIGGA Chorus |
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