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Ghetto Symphony - A$AP Rocky/Gunplay.lrc

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[00:00.00][Chorus: Imogen Heap]
[00:01.96]Do just what I tell you
[00:08.18]Don't come in any closer
[00:14.15]And no one will get hurt
[00:20.03]'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
[00:23.76][Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
[00:25.76]A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay
[00:28.65]Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like André
[00:31.94]Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that's Bombay
[00:35.13]Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way
[00:38.12]Niggas on a Sunday, business on a Monday
[00:41.35]My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway
[00:44.54]Come be my fiancee, she ****ed me in a Hyundai
[00:47.68]My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe
[00:50.83]Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K
[00:53.96]Bougie-ass b*****s made me wait to **** for two days
[00:57.31]Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed
[01:00.49]Top off like toupees, drop off, touche
[01:03.88]Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy
[01:06.86]And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy
[01:10.15]Bounce, boy, Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga, G
[01:13.33]Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony
[01:16.03][Chorus: Imogen Heap]
[01:30.02]Don't come in any closer
[01:33.01]Don't come in any closer
[01:35.60]Don't come in any closer
[01:38.64]Don't come in any closer
[01:41.28][Verse 2: Gunplay]
[01:45.23]Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness
[01:48.57]Niggas lickin' and locking up my swishas
[01:51.55]Once she blow my whistle, she know it's dismissal
[01:54.59]Spread the news I'm official, now hop out my foreign vessel
[01:57.58]Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready
[02:00.77]Already tested, tears and blood invested
[02:03.85]Till my cardiac's arrested and my 40 ounce is empty
[02:07.14]Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that
[02:10.48]Black magic on the tires only I
[02:13.87]Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile
[02:16.60]Warrants, police on me now, still tourin'
[02:19.89]And my chain it may slow me down cheer for
[02:22.97]Pain, in its purest form
[02:25.76]Don't complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid
[02:29.44]So crib got clear doors
[02:31.84]Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports
[02:37.81][Chorus: Imogen Heap]
[02:48.77]Don't come in any closer
[02:51.57]Don't come in any closer
[02:54.71]Don't come in any closer
[02:58.01]Don't come in any closer...
[03:01.74][Verse 3: ASAP Ferg]
[03:04.70]Since Rocky spit like André, I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi
[03:07.65]These rappers is on my entré, eat 'em like cookies, Chips Ahoy
[03:10.83]Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that'll kill for joy
[03:13.97]Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy
[03:17.10]Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga
[03:19.14]Like c*****e mixed with a roid
[03:20.79]Slow punch make a nigga chin collide
[03:22.23]That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine
[03:24.22]Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine
[03:27.02]Little mother****ers that commit the crime
[03:28.36]These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine
[03:32.59]Guess that's why the ground sip the wine
[03:33.69]Pouring liq' so I soak in lift and shine
[03:34.73]Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky
[03:38.01]My soul gets cold when my niggas died
[03:39.86]So and so, niggas live and die
[03:41.35]Beneath shoe soles you will reside
[03:44.58]Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies
[03:46.29]Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies
[03:47.16]How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never!
[03:53.16]Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga
文本歌词

Do just what I tell you
Don't come in any closer
And no one will get hurt
'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay
Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like André
Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that's Bombay
Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way
Niggas on a Sunday, business on a Monday
My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway
Come be my fiancee, she ****ed me in a Hyundai
My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe
Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K
Bougie-ass b*****s made me wait to **** for two days
Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed
Top off like toupees, drop off, touche
Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy
And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy
Bounce, boy, Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga, G
Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer
Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness
Niggas lickin' and locking up my swishas
Once she blow my whistle, she know it's dismissal
Spread the news I'm official, now hop out my foreign vessel
Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready
Already tested, tears and blood invested
Till my cardiac's arrested and my 40 ounce is empty
Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that
Black magic on the tires only I
Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile
Warrants, police on me now, still tourin'
And my chain it may slow me down cheer for
Pain, in its purest form
Don't complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid
So crib got clear doors
Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer
Don't come in any closer...
Since Rocky spit like André, I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi
These rappers is on my entré, eat 'em like cookies, Chips Ahoy
Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that'll kill for joy
Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy
Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga
Like c*****e mixed with a roid
Slow punch make a nigga chin collide
That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine
Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine
Little mother****ers that commit the crime
These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine
Guess that's why the ground sip the wine
Pouring liq' so I soak in lift and shine
Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky
My soul gets cold when my niggas died
So and so, niggas live and die
Beneath shoe soles you will reside
Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies
Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies
How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never!
Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga