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[00:00.000] 作词 : Meek Mill[00:00.240]The summer nights can even turn cold[00:02.382]In the streets of Philly when niggas don't even get to turn old[00:05.647]My heart pumping till it turn gold[00:07.659]You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm ridin' like, '**** it, it's a long road'[00:10.924]Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul[00:12.936]In the middle with heaven and hell[00:14.607]See nigga, only god knows[00:16.332]When your time gon' come[00:17.742]And your eyes roll straight to the back[00:19.858]Now you seeing all black[00:21.373]That mac go lean and that nine go clap[00:23.803]This that murder murder music to rewind you back[00:26.545]Put that Ruger all up to you, watch your mind go splat[00:29.445]All over the wall, nigga, all over that raw[00:31.901]It's the same 'ole Meek, still the same OG[00:34.565]Got that crack music, listen, let your brain OD[00:37.151]I'll be playing low key[00:38.509]Me and one of my niggas[00:39.816]Riding through the city, plotting on some of the niggas[00:42.245]That be thinking they gon' get me[00:43.786]I'mma run to you niggas[00:45.171]And that's a couple dead bodies for a couple of niggas[00:47.757]G'yeah, monster[00:49.403]Sitting like a mobster[00:50.709]Revolver on my lap[00:51.754]Barrel full of Black Talons[00:53.347]I lick it at your squadron[00:54.705]Roll up, like, "Hold up"[00:56.012]Start spitting while I'm driving[00:57.292]Peel off then roll up, you niggas better slow up[00:59.956]Before you bang the shit out[01:01.367]I aim, let it flame, blow your brains all the shit out[01:04.005]All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild[01:06.643]All up in the dirt, ma screaming, 'Get the shit out!'[01:09.412]North where I was raised at, South Philly I played that[01:11.946]Wherever I'm around I hold it down like a wave cap[01:14.846]Yeah, my niggas stay strapped[01:16.074]Blaze and I'mma blaze back[01:17.458]All over that yolk and get your mother****ing egg cracked[01:20.070]North side - a Berks Streeta, Southside - a Eight Balla[01:22.787]Posted by the green gate, cops come, we scrape on 'em[01:25.347]Nigga dropping tapes on 'em[01:26.784]Trying to get us locked down[01:28.221]Snitchin' to the district[01:29.161]That's enough to get ya chopped down[01:30.702]That nine perebellum, **** around and get a nigga momma cerebellum[01:34.438]They ain't riding, man they tellin'[01:35.744]I be sliding with a seven, all titanium[01:38.852]Big boy sound, jump around when I'm flaming him[01:41.438]Me I play my role, getting hoes like I'm Chamberlin[01:44.077]Same one you kissed, same one that give me cranium![01:46.741]Every time I touch a gun, all I hear is, "Damien"[01:49.327]Tryna pipe me up to rock a nigga like-
