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作词 : Patavious Isom/Fabio Aguilar/Keanu Dean Torres/Niles Groce/Dominic Spigner |
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作曲 : Patavious Isom/Fabio Aguilar/Keanu Dean Torres/Niles Groce/Dominic Spigner |
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Ay, Duke Deuce |
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What the **** these *****s talkin' 'bout man? |
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Ay, they got us ****** up |
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Y-R-N |
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Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese |
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Foreign *******, suckin', ******', got 'em all, on they knees |
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All my *****s totin' pistols, even with felonies |
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And they shoot 'em like a camera, *****, say cheese |
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I know *****s bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's |
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And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas |
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These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules |
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It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (What!) |
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It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (Murda) |
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Them young *****s killin', hurtin' *****s for no reason (Brrah) |
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Free my brothers down the road, locked up but still eatin' |
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And they'll still never, ever fold |
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When they see the judge, ain't no pleadin' |
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It's just me and Duke Deuce (Duke Deuce) |
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We gon' beat a ***** ass 'til he turn black & blue (Boom boom) |
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See the opps, we gon' shoot (Brrah) |
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All these dead bodies, *****, recognize who was who (Who-who) |
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Way I ran got 'em spooked (What) |
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I came in with the gang, so I'ma pull up with the troops (Gang) |
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And I ain't ever gon' switch (Nah) |
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And my ***** wiped your nose, there's no one you can use (*****!) |
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Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda (Murda) |
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These *****s gangsta, poppin' **** 'til we turn 'em (What?) |
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Into *******, yes we keep that fire, we gon' burn 'em (Brrah) |
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No, you can't buy them stripes, *****, gotta earn 'em |
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Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese |
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Foreign *******, suckin', ******', got 'em all, on they knees |
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All my *****s totin' pistols, even with felonies |
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And they shoot 'em like a camera, *****, say cheese |
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I know *****s bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's |
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And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas |
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These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules |
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It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (What!) |
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1-2-3-4 trappers up in my bando (Up in my bando) |
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5-6-7-8 sticks so the ***** better get low (***** better get low) |
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You think of Duke Deuces, Memphis (Memphis) |
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Makin' easy money and pimpin' (Pimpin') |
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Whole 'lotta robbin and dealin' (And dealin') |
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Man, everybody here killin' (Man, everybody killin') |
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I heat up and beat up the block |
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I G up to keep up, to re-up the stock (Re-up the stock) |
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Look what I am, what you're not |
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The people, they eat up, 'cause all my **** hot (My **** hot) |
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I'm out with no fours, my ice is cold |
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His ice cream rocky road (Rocky road) |
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Stick to the code, I never fold |
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I put that on the fours (Diddy) |
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You can see in a ***** eyes, some hunger (Don't bother me) |
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***** **** with me they gon' hide lil' homie |
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Yeah, my nuts hangin', ain't no gangbangin' |
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Why the **** you shootin' if you ain't aimin'? |
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Goin' one-fifty, end up half-capped |
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With the red seats like a dark angel |
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Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese |
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Foreign *******, suckin', ******', got 'em all, on they knees |
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All my *****s totin' pistols, even with felonies |
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And they shoot 'em like a camera, *****, say cheese |
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I know *****s bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's |
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And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas |
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These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules |
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It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season |
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