Fakin - VonOff1700.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Davon D. Meeks/Brandon Russell/Paul-Emanuel Virga/insung Kwak
[00:21.341](Goddamn, BJ with another one) Alright, come on
[00:23.350]I grew up takin' shit, flash out, I might face a bitch (I might)
[00:26.124]This a SRT, I stomp the gas, 12 ain't gon' play with this
[00:29.148]Them niggas took my brother, I can't let 'em get away with this
[00:31.915]We in this car to kill, get out the V with all that fakin' shit (His bitch ass)
[00:35.428]I was tryna go on hits before I made a hit (You know that)
[00:37.944]He had his gun and let his homie die, that boy's a major bitch (Your bitch ass)
[00:40.709]We fresh off a drill, got blood all on my hands like I was paintin' shit
[00:43.788]After shootouts, I'd go and talk to God like, "Am I made for this?"
[00:46.549]Last nigga dissed the gang, they found his dumb ass with his ass out (His dumb ass)
[00:49.902]**** all the opps, I spin they block until I pass out ('Til I pass out)
[00:52.953]I lost my dogs, it hurt me deep, I wanna crash out
[00:55.715]That boy's a bitch, I see straight through him like a glass house
[00:58.561]On the road to riches with my Glock, I took the fast route
[01:01.588]Four months ago, I was just broke, I got a bag now
[01:04.675]You get too close, the car start beepin' when I back out
[01:07.459]Got hit up with a switch and he was shakin' like he lagged out
[01:10.723]Got a short temper, play with me, I'm quick to take it there
[01:13.483]Dead on the scene, so the hospital, he ain't make it there
[01:16.499]Bounce out the V, aim at his head like I was tapin' hair
[01:19.258]Hit his ass so many times, just pull the plug, he ain't gon' make the chair
[01:22.270]I'm from the 'Raq, I'm blessed, we usually don't make it here
[01:25.303]Play with the gang, your ass gon' die, you lose your face in here
[01:28.314]Three got the wheel, gon' get us home, I got my faith in him
[01:30.833]Got the same love for my dog, but when it's Brick, boy, I don't play 'bout him
[01:34.114]Long live SB, don't say that name, boy, I'll spray 'bout him
[01:37.130]Long live Mook Money, shoot broad day, I'll catch a case 'bout him
[01:40.149]Long live Mike, bitch, I won't see another day 'bout him
[01:42.486]Forever tossin' for the gang, I see the opps and I'm gon' spray at them
[01:45.780]I grew up takin' shit, flash out, I might face a bitch
[01:48.564]This a SRT, I stomp the gas, 12 ain't gon' play with this
[01:51.575]Them niggas took my brother, I can't let 'em get away with this
[01:54.334]We in this car to kill, get out the V with all that fakin' shit (Your bitch ass)
[01:57.873]I was tryna go on hits before I made a hit (For real)
[02:00.382]He had his gun and let his homie die, that boy's a major bitch (His bitch ass)
[02:03.144]We fresh off a drill, got blood all on my hands like I was paintin' shit
[02:06.160]After shootouts, I'd go and talk to God like, "Am I made for this?"
[02:31.004](Goddamn, BJ with another one)