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演出藝人
TNB KING
TNB KING
饒舌
詞曲
Alonzo Jones
Alonzo Jones
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
TNB KING
TNB KING
製作人

歌詞

Bitch I'm still tryna' slide
These **** talk gangsta' but never outside
And they stupid for thinking we won't come inside
Hunnid Eighty sum shots out the chop keep flying
Hitting everything in sight, fuck that sorry and crying
Bitch when I get started, I'm tryna' start crime
But his brains to the barrel, I'm tryn' see his mind (Aye)
It's Krunxh Time
When I see em, we cook em, It's lunch time
Give a fuck who he with, they gon' all die
It don't matter who I'm with, we gon all slide
Bullets flying both ways leave em cross eyed
Hallow right to his neck, he in Fall Guys
Choppa' burn em' just like he was small fries
Big ass choppa, bitch I ain't no small guy
(Aye)
Mad as fuck that I spilled double cup
I was higher than a plane, fell asleep off the drank
Oh he in New York? Bitch I shoot up the train
You just better duck low, for sum shit hit yo' brain
When I taunt, they wanna kill, they keep calling me insane
But a **** gon die if he keep tryna play
You get chalked any day just for playing with gang
But he act a lil weird, I think these **** gay
They gon' get offended if I call him a faggot
Bitch I don't give a fuck, man that **** a faggot
I hate that lil bitch she talk brazy and rachet
I might rob Ice Box, beat her face with a Patek
Hit his ass with the chop, he thought it was a Dragon
If he killed in the cut, I tell foe' nem' to grab em
Why the fuck would I walk? Bitch I'm fly like Aladdin
All that blue cheddar cheese and that tree what I'm having
Bitch I'm still tryna' slide
These **** talk gangsta' but never outside
And they stupid for thinking we won't come inside
Hunnid Eighty sum shots out the chop keep flying
Hitting everything in sight, fuck that sorry and crying
Bitch when I get started, I'm tryna' start crime
But his brains to the barrel, I'm tryn' see his mind (Aye)
It's Krunxh Time
When I see em, we cook em, It's lunch time
Give a fuck who he with, they gon' all die
It don't matter who I'm with, we gon all slide
Bullets flying both ways leave em cross eyed
Hallow right to his neck, he in Fall Guys
Choppa' burn em' just like he was small fries
Big ass choppa, bitch I ain't no small guy
(Aye)
Written by: Alonzo Jones
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