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ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
Vocals
Boosie Badazz
Vocals
Chris Brown
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris, Jr.
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
John Wesley Groover
Songwriter
Gareth Dunlop
Songwriter
Lamar Edwards
Songwriter
USHER
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Producer
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Producer
Thomas Cullison
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Pharrell Williams
Executive Producer
Lamar Edwards
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
You know, may no man, woman, child nor animal
Walk a lifetime on God's green earth
And not expect to be tested
Just observe and acknowledge when the
Occasion is risen to by champions
You know what I'm sayin'?'
Let it speak for itself, and handle me accordingly
When you see me ****, It ain't no secret
You know what's happen'
No fate, no flaw, man
Straight like that
It's the King, bitch!
[Verse 2]
You lay it down, lay it down
Ya lay it down (Tell 'em why)
You're the king
Make no mistake of it ****
Real as it get
A-1 from day-1, there's just no substitute
You're what they came to see
[Verse 3]
Play around if you wanna get hammered
Leave you on yo' dick
I come from Atlanta, the 80's and 90's
But we was as real as it gets
And that's why we still here
You best watch what you say
You could pay with your life tonight
Fuck around and get killed
As I pray to the Lord, tell Him
If I should die tonight
First, let me put it for real
It's outta the hands of one of the men
Who gonna go kill, or get to the pen
If ever should blood of my body be spilled
The ****, their partner, they family, they killed
I'm talkin' for real, you kickin' that ra-ra to me?
I LOL, shit's ha-ha to me
****, ever disrespect, I wave bye-bye to him
Got a Maybach ichin' like a Mazda to him
I chew him, up, like the mouth and the teeth
Oh, you try to believe, the belly of the beast
[Verse 4]
G's call me the chief
No copper could peep, the street's on a leash
And yeah how I walk it, exactly the way that I talk it
One took a hit, may he rest in a coffin
Forever, for all of that shit he was talkin'
You go against me, what you better do, shawty, is
[Verse 5]
You lay it down, lay it down
You lay it down
You're the king
It's the king!
You lay it down, lay it down
You lay it down
You're the king
[Verse 6]
Despicable me, I'm no typical G
Get your bitch on her knees
When I skeet on her cheek
Only came in here for what I wanted
And the shit that I don't, if you have it you keep
I'm so diabolical, dick harder than a cut molecule
You say she wifey, I say she a party girl
Type to eat bitches out when she on molly
You never know which is
To me, that shit's obvious
[Verse 7]
She say you're pitiful, they think you're popular
That ain't gon' keep my lil' partner from poppin' ya
Take it, you droppin', you cement your bottle
So there won't be no poppin' up, body's erased
No weapon, no charge, no witness, no questions
No stressin', no body, no case
E'rybody ok, I go off, that guy with my chopper
I throw it away
[Verse 8]
You can just buy me a cake
And most of the **** you see
Standin' by me today
We're travelin' wit' me in the 80's
And now here we are with your bitch at Rodeo, LA
And killa, who do what we say?
This could be the end of you today
My gunner run into you today?
Here's what I suggest you do when he spray
[Verse 9]
You lay it down, lay it down
You lay it down
You're the king
Written by: Clifford Harris, Jr., Gareth Dunlop, John Wesley Groover, LaMar "MYGUYMARS" Edwards, Michael R Cox, Michael Ray Cox Jr.