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Off Top
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Off Top은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 12월 6일일에 Zoo Gang / Human Re Sources에서 발매되었습니다.Off Top - Single
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발매일2019년 12월 6일
라벨Zoo Gang / Human Re Sources
LanguageEnglish
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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BPM71

뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Poundside Pop
Poundside Pop
리드 보컬
작곡 및 작사
Poundside Pop
Poundside Pop
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
N.O.C.
N.O.C.
프로듀서

가사

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Yeah
Zoogang
Slatt
[Verse 2]
Every time I ride around bitch, ridin' around with that pole
You know I ain't lackin'
Bitch, finna do me a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend
I just met a bitch from the hood
And her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend
Everybody in my gang they stand tall, **** we ain't do no rattin'
I ain't have shit, little ****
I was on that block, I was out there trappin' (No cap)
I done had percs, had the weed and the lean, motherfucker
And I had that crackin'
I was on the block with the Glock all day, lil' ****, I ain't doin' no lackin'
Now the opps I do, I'm trappin'
Got the Glock, and I'm goin' to get to clappin'
Popped a **** in rapid fashion
Keep that Glock on me, it's fashion
Pussy boy, don't make me mad
Zoogang come through, get to whacking
Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy's an assassin
We be slidin' on the opps with a passion
Kill that boy, now that boy, he past tense
[Verse 3]
I been gettin' to the racks, no baptist
More money in ya checks that ya taxes
Do it big motherfucker, I'm Jurassic
I be smokin' on all different gasses
Hit a bitch, who the fuck done gassin'?
I refuse to let a bitch **** whack me
Slide through and hit a **** in traffic
Hop out with that motherfuckin' ratchet
We gon' show you little **** who gangsta
Put that lil' boy in a box just like the Undertaker
These bullets gon' bake ya like the sun in Jamaica
We send that boy to ya maker, Young Pop, I'm paid
I got some Glocks on the way
And a big box of them K's
The Zoo they go crazy
We raisin' hell on them boys
We slidin' though every day
Yeah, all my **** they hittas, yeah
**** gon' die 'cause we killas, yeah
**** talk shit, we don't feel that shit
My hitta came through, and he split his wig
That **** pop, man the realest, yeah
I know them real **** feel this, yeah
Bitch you know Pop, I'm as real as it get
I gotta ride with the stick in this bitch
[Verse 4]
Every time I ride around bitch, ridin' around with that pole
You know I ain't lackin'
Bitch, finna do me a show turn up on the stage and collect my backend
I just met a bitch from the hood
And her ass so fat wanna fuck her from the backend
Everybody in my gang they stand tall, **** we ain't do no rattin'
I ain't have shit little ****
I was on that block, I was out there trappin' (No cap)
I done had percs, had the weed, and the lean motherfucker
And I had that crackin'
I was on the block with the Glock all day, lil' ****, I ain't doin' no lackin'
Now the opps I do, I'm trappin'
Got the Glock, and I'm goin' to get to clappin'
Popped a **** in rapid fashion
Keep that Glock on me, it's fashion
Pussy boy don't make me mad
Zoogang come through, get to whacking
Hang low that boy so bad, on bro that boy's an assassin
We be slidin' on the opps with a passion
Kill that boy now that boy, he past tense
[Verse 5]
(Damn son, where'd you find this?)
Zoogang
Written by: Poundside Pop
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