音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Adam Maniac
Adam Maniac
表演者
Alan Galit
Alan Galit
表演者
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
领唱
Yaraliev Islam Nuzhmudinovich
Yaraliev Islam Nuzhmudinovich
鼓乐编程
Galitenko Vadim Sergeevich
Galitenko Vadim Sergeevich
鼓乐编程
作曲和作词
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
Raymond Marcel Ramirez
词曲作者
Islam Yaraliev
Islam Yaraliev
词曲作者
Vadim Galitenko
Vadim Galitenko
词曲作者
制作和工程
Adam Maniac
Adam Maniac
制作人
Alan Galit
Alan Galit
制作人

歌词

I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
I ain't the same as you
Ain't playin' the same games as you
There's really no taming me
But I do not think that is the same for you
We ridin' around on our bullshit
Clutchin' on grips, on the good shit
We can come back anytime
But we 'bout to unload a full clip, uh
Tomboys gotta do all they can
Just to get to you to show fear
That's why I never sleep covering my ears
Everything you say, you could bet that I hear
Look around all day, who stares?
Can't I make this clearer?
I'm a real dog, boxed up
Grew up, I don't hang with lames
I don't have no peers
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
All they can
Just to get to you to show fear
That's why I never sleep covering my ears
Everything you say, you could bet that I hear
Look around all day, who stares?
Can't I make this clearer?
I'm a real dog, boxed up
Grew up, I don't hang with lames
I don't have no peers
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
I can't keep on fucking with these lames
'Cause they just test me
Talk about your ice, lil' bitch
That shit does not impress me
Walk 'round with a limp
Because my pockets way too heavy
I used to sell bricks
I got my bag and now we set, G
Written by: Islam Yaraliev, Raymond Marcel Ramirez, Vadim Galitenko
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