Made Alot (feat. Big Sant) - Big Sant/Big K.R.I.T..lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Derrick Johnson
[00:00.506] 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
[00:01.012][Hook]
[00:01.512]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:03.201]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:05.997]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:08.825]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[00:12.151]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:14.912]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:17.653]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[00:20.669]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[00:23.764][Verse 1: Big KRIT]
[00:24.279]Ay but **** it then
[00:24.888]Cause I rather ride Bubble Benz and push a bucket break, scrubbing paint
[00:27.481]Bubbling up again, on my hood
[00:30.469]Gotta get it while the gettin good
[00:32.545]A chemist with the pimpin mix the leather with the cherry wood
[00:35.673]If you could you should
[00:36.936]Slam doors on hoes
[00:38.357]I 5th wheel my trunk while white-wallin my vogues
[00:41.436]I tight walk on these foes just to flex
[00:43.389]Ain't no sense in stepping out if I can't never look my best
[00:46.421]Damn, don’t stress my bankroll
[00:48.186]Just know I keep my bank swoll
[00:49.719]Ain’t no place I can’t go, never trick on no stank ho
[00:52.561]It was like that back when I was in my mama’s stomach
[00:55.404]A player slid up out the womb and hit the ground running
[00:58.248]Never stumbling always gunning like a popped Glock
[01:00.813]Keep a hater boxed out
[01:02.107]So I could rebound and ball for the top spot
[01:05.235]All the same I’m a staple in the game
[01:08.061]Ain't never been no lame
[01:09.312]That’s why I find it strange when I
[01:11.391][Hook]
[01:11.858]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:13.889]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:16.734]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:19.876]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[01:22.618]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:25.401]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:28.150]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[01:31.231]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[01:34.152][Verse 2: Big Sant]
[01:34.759]Who the **** are you
[01:35.909]Texting me at 1:46 in the evening
[01:39.152]Meant the morning, after midnight
[01:41.087]While I’m yawning, you were sleeping
[01:43.384]4 door Chevy roll I’m out'chea creeping
[01:45.585]Slamming doors in
[01:46.749]Heavy things but I want some more
[01:48.682]With playa pose, Roll up on hoes
[01:50.151]That say they knew me from high-school
[01:52.370]Maybe community college, claim they wanna do some thangs
[01:55.433]But I can do without it
[01:56.854]My mama name "Such and such" and we go back like baby powder
[02:00.167]Baby I doubt it, it’s hard to swallow
[02:02.604]You wanna lay up, I want a dollar
[02:04.587]For the machine, I’m kinda thirsty
[02:06.775]A little parched, she wanna ride, no you cannot
[02:10.135]She say I’m mean I say just the hoes
[02:12.355]And dumb niggas, kinda like you
[02:14.641]Them B's and doe's
[02:16.027]Reject request on Facebook
[02:17.421]Daily duckin lames
[02:18.602]All you know is my patna; 'em then my name
[02:20.920]Plus you heard that I
[02:22.040][Hook]
[02:22.649]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:24.321]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:27.323]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:30.200]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[02:33.247]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:36.260]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:39.012]Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
[02:42.060]But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
[02:44.856][Verse 3: Big Sant]
[02:45.224]You probably see me in the street but nigga you dont know me
[02:48.293]Big Sant bitch, mother****ing OG
[02:51.006]From the Sip get a grip, wanna visit take a trip
[02:53.466]Ain’t a nigga dead or alive that can say that I done flipped
[02:57.032]Im from the land of the cheese, home of the slave
[02:59.746]Don’t confuse me with no lame
[03:01.448]Cause that’s what just I ain’t
[03:02.902]Alumni forever put that on the nigga next to me
[03:05.668]Started out writing rhymes ended up writing a legacy
[03:08.449][Verse 4: Big KRIT]
[03:09.058]They hollerin there he go again
[03:10.200]What's his name, where his folk?
[03:11.697]Call him Kurt, call him KRIT?
[03:12.904]**** that nigga I ain’t sure
[03:14.386]He got beats, heard him flow
[03:16.325]Like a couple years ago
[03:17.448]He alright, kinda tight
[03:19.107]Shawty like him on the low
[03:20.526]There he go, too much soul
[03:21.650]I wouldn’t buy it out the store
[03:23.105]Plus I saw him in the club
[03:24.527]One who hollered at my ho
[03:26.260]Just because he got some dough
[03:27.652]From a deal he think he ill
[03:29.323]I bet thats how that mother****a feel
[03:31.778]And on the real I think he changed

文本歌词

作词 : Derrick Johnson
作曲 : Derrick Johnson
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
Ay but **** it then
Cause I rather ride Bubble Benz and push a bucket break, scrubbing paint
Bubbling up again, on my hood
Gotta get it while the gettin good
A chemist with the pimpin mix the leather with the cherry wood
If you could you should
Slam doors on hoes
I 5th wheel my trunk while white-wallin my vogues
I tight walk on these foes just to flex
Ain't no sense in stepping out if I can't never look my best
Damn, don’t stress my bankroll
Just know I keep my bank swoll
Ain’t no place I can’t go, never trick on no stank ho
It was like that back when I was in my mama’s stomach
A player slid up out the womb and hit the ground running
Never stumbling always gunning like a popped Glock
Keep a hater boxed out
So I could rebound and ball for the top spot
All the same I’m a staple in the game
Ain't never been no lame
That’s why I find it strange when I
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
Who the **** are you
Texting me at 1:46 in the evening
Meant the morning, after midnight
While I’m yawning, you were sleeping
4 door Chevy roll I’m out'chea creeping
Slamming doors in
Heavy things but I want some more
With playa pose, Roll up on hoes
That say they knew me from high-school
Maybe community college, claim they wanna do some thangs
But I can do without it
My mama name "Such and such" and we go back like baby powder
Baby I doubt it, it’s hard to swallow
You wanna lay up, I want a dollar
For the machine, I’m kinda thirsty
A little parched, she wanna ride, no you cannot
She say I’m mean I say just the hoes
And dumb niggas, kinda like you
Them B's and doe's
Reject request on Facebook
Daily duckin lames
All you know is my patna; 'em then my name
Plus you heard that I
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
Made a lot of cheese, people say I changed
But if you thinking that you never knew me from the gate man
You probably see me in the street but nigga you dont know me
Big Sant bitch, mother****ing OG
From the Sip get a grip, wanna visit take a trip
Ain’t a nigga dead or alive that can say that I done flipped
Im from the land of the cheese, home of the slave
Don’t confuse me with no lame
Cause that’s what just I ain’t
Alumni forever put that on the nigga next to me
Started out writing rhymes ended up writing a legacy
They hollerin there he go again
What's his name, where his folk?
Call him Kurt, call him KRIT?
**** that nigga I ain’t sure
He got beats, heard him flow
Like a couple years ago
He alright, kinda tight
Shawty like him on the low
There he go, too much soul
I wouldn’t buy it out the store
Plus I saw him in the club
One who hollered at my ho
Just because he got some dough
From a deal he think he ill
I bet thats how that mother****a feel
And on the real I think he changed