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出演艺人
EST Gee
EST Gee
演唱
Akachi
Akachi
Programming
Southside
Southside
Programming
TM88
TM88
Programming
作曲和作词
George Stone III
George Stone III
词曲作者
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
词曲作者
Bryan Simmons
Bryan Simmons
词曲作者
Hunter Addison Brown
Hunter Addison Brown
词曲作者
制作和工程
Akachi
Akachi
制作人
Southside
Southside
制作人
TM88
TM88
制作人
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
混音工程师
Kyle MacCaughtry
Kyle MacCaughtry
录音工程师
D. Cannon
D. Cannon
母带工程师

歌詞

Ain't shit fuckin' with me, I'm nothin' like these rap niggas Real street nigga, 5500 made man, yeah I'm the real thing Yeah, I can't vouch for them, but they can vouch for me Legend of Riata Dada, came up sellin' hank and weed I can't make no opps not diss Lil Dead, but I can make 'em bleed Paper right and I ain't fightin', you in a gunfight with a steak knife Police know they need helicopters tryna stop us 'cause I'm gon' yank, right? When I move, it's a chopper scene like the opera, I send a bitch nigga to the doctor I was tryna stop you, but all that shit you pop make it impossible Guccis on me, semi spit like a run-on sentence, it ain't no comma If I wasn't this, then I probably been done signed with DJ Drama But I'm thuggin' and I'm shinin', fuck with coke, I roll with Gotti When he met me, I had 60, all 50 stuffed in my pocket Before I signed it, me and all my partners, diamond chains and watches We like mobsters, only difference, we sip syrup with our pasta Aim is true, he's clocked in, I watched brethen drop it, then he locked it Pay him whack his partner, niggas snakes, but I'm an anaconda I make sure that's proper, way more with the cut, it ain't Hydroxy' But I made it, mama Couldn't save you first, you know I'm sorry This shit hypnotized me Only thing excite me is a body He be acting cocky like we ain't shoot at him when he's with his mama This a blackout, give you to my lil' partner, he flip niggas' Honda Nigga coolin', we done murked they shooter, fucked up they lil' roster I was nappin' chronic 'til I got a book, I'm hooked on phonics I'm a Fendi scholar, hit it two, three times and it's still proper Get that strong white, call this batch a boxer, Ivan Drago Did I really leave the streets alone to rap? I ain't decided Hit your partner top, he squirmin' just like fishes outta water I ain't got advice, just hit the trap and pray you make it out it I had sleepless nights, can't let 'em sneak me twice, I gotta watch 'em Get a move, turn off your phone, we finna slide, pop my yopper They be wildin' 'til we hit they blocks, then niggas playin' possum Niggas bold like we ain't takin' souls and puttin' 'em with my mama And don't pat me at no shows, I got my gun and I get hot there I'm from Louisville, where we wet our Blacks and sip raw out the bottle I don't care how much he did, he rat, he do not get acknowledged I'm the same nigga used to play pitch back, talkin' with Fat Chris on Redondo Now I'm 12 floors up with a thick slut getting my dick sucked in a condo Dick sucked in a condo, bitch nigga 5500 made man EST, Big Gee, nigga You hear this shit, nigga Real street nigga, you know Play me like no rapper, jump off stage on one of you niggas
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Bryan Lamar Simmons, Hunter Brown, George A. Stone Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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