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EST Gee - HOTBOYS (feat. Boosie Badazz) (Official Audio)
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制作

出演艺人
EST Gee
EST Gee
演唱
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
演唱
作曲和作词
George Stone III
George Stone III
词曲作者
Torrence Hatch Jr.
Torrence Hatch Jr.
词曲作者
John Carlos Ramirez
John Carlos Ramirez
作曲
Luis Gärdes
Luis Gärdes
词曲作者
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
词曲作者
制作和工程
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
录音工程师
DJ Ryno
DJ Ryno
混音工程师
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
母带工程师
Luxury
Luxury
制作人

歌词

(Ayy, who that?) Uh, uh, uh (John Gotitt) uh, uh, uh (Never changed, still the same) Yeah, yeah Yeah, I've seen niggas cry when someone died they never met (never even met) I left the streets without no debt (no debt), gave my best for less (gave my best for less) PTSD from the shit I've seen, popped pills, I felt depressed I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset I'm obsessed with gettin' my people rich, ask Lil' Mike and Ski You can ask Rico and E, I'd still love y'all if y'all don't love me Maybe it is what it seem, my mind been clear since I quit lean I put barbwire all around our empire, nothin' gettin' in between My brother mama say I'm the reason that he F-E-D No emotions from a king, don't poke my chest out and I leave I don't got no time to grieve, I don't got no time to dream I'ma still be here in your time of need, even if you decide to leave Last of a dyin' breed, y'all'll never be like me (never) It's too much envy and greed, too much dealers, not more fiends I ain't never had no secret feelings, that's why I'm the realest Made my livin' in the kitchen, fryin' chickens in a skillet Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it, only way to fix it (only way to-) I've been peepin' shit and keepin' my distance, maybe I ain't trippin' (only way to-) Know I live it, paint my pictures vivid, like you sittin' here with me Not no Benz, mind your business, for a smashed out on the window Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of seein' me shine, I'm goin' a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of niggas dyin', it's gon' be a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of it bein' my time, I did a lot for it Hope you ain't gettin' tired of shit, hope you ain't gettin' tired of me I hope you ain't gettin' tired, ain't get-, yeah It's Boosie, bitch, I go stupid, bitch, and I hope you niggas ain't tired (let's go, nigga) Steppin' out with that shit on, nigga, these bitches never get tired (let's go, nigga) Made the bitch put the tongue and X on the dick, bitch, lick, get high (get high) I don't wanna die young, nigga, so I keep it right on my side Nigga, you lyin' You don't even like me (no) If I bite, you ain't even gon' bite me (yeah) Every nigga I roll with, they just do it, like Nike (nigga) I'm a hustler from the trenches, let me tell you Lot of bad bitches, lot of feelings Lot of good weed, lot of weapons Know you niggas tired of Boosie flexin' I set it off, with no questions (woo) Make a nigga take them VVS' (woo) My partner gone, dead from the game I feel his mama givin' me the blame Smilin' with my charm and my chain Wylin' with my charm and my chain I ain't nothin' but five-self, nigga But I got my five-self, nigga Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of seein' me shine, I'm goin' a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of niggas dyin', it's gon' be a lot more Hope you ain't gettin' tired of it bein' my time, I did a lot for it Hope you ain't gettin' tired of shit, hope you ain't gettin' tired of me I hope you ain't gettin' tired, ain't get-, yeah
Writer(s): Torrence Hatch, Luis Gardes, George A. Stone Iii, John Carlos Ramirez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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