音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Mav
饒舌
Willy Northpole
饒舌
詞曲
Ricardo Sanchez
詞曲創作
William Adams
詞曲創作
Michael Patterson
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Beatie Beatz
製作人
Emmanuel Zaragoza
混音師
Felix Del Gato
錄音師
歌詞
Fire Marshal Bill, I am Willie
Hottest in the city, still a P like in Philly
So much legal money, might do a drug dealy
Nah, nah that's the old me
Nah that's the old me
Flowers where my rose be
Y'all know where the goat be
In the barbershop fresh as fuck
And I'm sharpin up my goatee
Still a way, way OG, Deuce Four
24 deep vampires gettin' no sleep
Cut his legs off, cut his head off
Leave that **** bout four feet
Slayin' a **** like a OZ, torso in the back
Throw him in the lake
Some where in Tempe
Tatted up like a MS-13, but I'm a MC
Street ****, hunnid shots
Body drop till the clip is empty
Yeah rah rah with the blam
Won't post on the gram, I'm old school
****, I'm leavin' town
They said **** can't swim
I'm in the ocean
Bet a **** won't drown
Shark **** swimming
Backwards in the dark
**** put you in the ground
I'm masked up, I'm in your town
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
He was talkin' like you down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Said the chopper cut him down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Talking loud, now there's no sound
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
He was up, he's underground
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Hit everybody in the crowd
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
In too deep, that's why he drowned
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
I bet that chopper cut him down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Mav is backin' on his track,
We on some shooter shit
This ain't the game,
Willie call the homie Ludacris
Cause we murder these beats
We killin' these tracks
Shoot like the sticks with the switches
From AZ to the Raq'
Bunch of south side riders,
Black locs and some tats
Bunch of gangland survivors
We could go to the past
Shootin' like three, five,
Hunnid shots at my haters
With these raps its do or die
Got me chasin' this paper
See, it's the Bassline Killa
And the Broadway Gangster
All these rappers all hatin'
But they really should thank us
You was only on top,
Cause we left the community
These rappers ain't my opps
They just want opportunity
I tried rehabilitation,
I was never reformed
When it's time to go to war,
We turn the streets to desert storm
But never divide
Still it's black and brown pride
Will and Mav killin' tracks
Body bags worldwide
I'm masked up, I'm in your town
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
He was talkin' like you down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Said the chopper cut him down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Talking loud, now there's no sound
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
He was up, he's underground
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Hit everybody in the crowd
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
In too deep, that's why he drowned
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
I bet that chopper cut him down
A hundred shots a hundred rounds
Written by: Michael Patterson, Ricardo Sanchez, William Adams