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作词 : Carter, Douthit, Murs ... |
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Now there's one in hood off Picko or some ************t |
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Through the years its been the center for alotta dumb ************t |
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Lemme tell you about this one trip to the store |
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Where the early mornin' tints sometime 'round four |
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I was standing by the magazines readin' a Maxim |
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When I heard a familiar voice to the the counter dude and ask him |
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To empty out the register (Naw that can't be Trevor) |
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Excuse me, Tiny T-Bone from the neighborhood gang |
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Who if his head wasn't screwed on he would lose his brain |
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He was with two other dudes, I don't remember their names |
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I thought great, it was time for me to shake |
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But as I headed to the door I heard a voice say (Wait) |
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When I turned around, he recognized me and I knew it |
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I was about to leave, that's when that ****** blew it |
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He lifted up his mask and said (Hey Murs it's me Trevor) |
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I said "You dumb mother****** do you use your brain, ever?" |
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Nevermind, I turned around gave a deuce |
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walkin' to the car feelin like Q in Juice |
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Remember when he wouldn't barb Liz and let him loose? |
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Anyway here comes this ****** running, big bag of money |
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He hoped in ride, I said "You Goddamn dummy |
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They Got Yo Ass on Tape" (But they didn't see my face) |
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"Well they got my car and my ****** license plate |
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Man get the ****** gone" (Murs why you gotta hate) |
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"Hate nor love got ************t to do with this |
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You better run for the fives come through this ************ |
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You know you got to strikes, you better use them new Nikes |
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To dodge all them blue lights" He looked and said (You right) |
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Then he bolted up the street |
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once he left my slight I gave a sigh of relief |
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But that was right before I peeped, this dumb mother****** |
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left the bag full of money sitting right there on my passenger seat |