[00:00.00] 作词 : Lamar, Kendrick
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Lamar, Kendrick
[00:27.62]Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish
[00:30.48]Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish
[00:33.79]Home invasion was persuasive
[00:36.89]From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish
[00:40.50]Dreams of living life like rappers do
[00:43.77]Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
[00:47.03]I ****** Sherene then went to tell my bros
[00:50.35]Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on
[00:53.52]Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish
[00:57.09]Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bish
[01:00.40]The only thing we had to free our mind
[01:03.41]Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
[01:06.58]You looking like an easy come up, ya bish
[01:10.25]A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish
[01:13.61]And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
[01:16.74]Go at a reverend for the revenue
[01:19.86]It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
[01:23.34]Pick your poison tell me what you doin'
[01:26.32]Everybody gon' respect the shooter
[01:30.76]But the one in front of the gun lives forever
[01:36.90]And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
[01:40.77]Through canals and alleyways, just to say
[01:43.09]Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel, now, now
[01:50.16]A dollar might just **** your main ***** that's just how I feel, now
[01:55.33]A dollar might, say **** them ****** that you came with that's just how I feel, now
[02:02.03]A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel, now
[02:08.32]A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel, now
[02:14.96]Dreams of living life like rappers do
[02:18.24]Bump that new E-40 at the school
[02:20.09]You know big ballin with my homies
[02:24.13]Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
[02:26.95]Back to reality we poor, ya bish
[02:30.19]Another casualty at war, ya bish
[02:33.56]Two bullets in my uncle tony head
[02:36.79]He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish
[02:40.21]That Louie's Burger never be the same
[02:43.29]A louis belt will never ease that pain
[02:48.05]But I'm a purchase when that day is jerkin'
[02:51.68]Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin'
[02:54.61]Gang signs out the window, ya bish
[02:57.31]Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish
[03:00.75]They say your hood is a pot of gold
[03:04.01]And we gone crash it when nobodies home
[04:00.53]Be the last one out to get this dough?, No Way
[04:03.08]Love one of you bucket headed hoes?, No Way
[04:06.40]Hit the streets, then we break the code? No Way
[04:09.27]Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No Way
[04:27.00]Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
[04:30.01]Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping
[04:33.29]Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
[04:37.13]My homeboy just domed a *****, I just hope the Lord forgive him
[04:39.94]Pots with ******* residue, everyday I'm hustling
[04:43.15]What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government
[04:46.43]Gotta provide for my daughter n'em, get the **** up out my way, *****
[04:49.85]Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, *****
[04:53.22]Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash
[04:56.45]If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
[04:59.72]From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood
[05:03.09]******* selling *****, ****** selling drugs but it's all good
[05:06.45]Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is
[05:09.73]Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is
[05:13.20]In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
[05:16.86]Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree
[05:20.25][Hook]It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
[05:23.58]Pick your poison tell me what you doin'
[05:26.60]Everybody gon' respect the shooter
[05:29.37]But the one in front of the gun lives forever
[05:36.72]And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
[05:40.41]Through canals and alleyways, just to say
[05:42.82]Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

作词 : Lamar, Kendrick
作曲 : Lamar, Kendrick
Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish
Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish
Home invasion was persuasive
From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish
Dreams of living life like rappers do
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
I ****** Sherene then went to tell my bros
Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish
Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bish
The only thing we had to free our mind
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
You looking like an easy come up, ya bish
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you doin'
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel, now, now
A dollar might just **** your main ***** that's just how I feel, now
A dollar might, say **** them ****** that you came with that's just how I feel, now
A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel, now
A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel, now
Dreams of living life like rappers do
Bump that new E-40 at the school
You know big ballin with my homies
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
Back to reality we poor, ya bish
Another casualty at war, ya bish
Two bullets in my uncle tony head
He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish
That Louie's Burger never be the same
A louis belt will never ease that pain
But I'm a purchase when that day is jerkin'
Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin'
Gang signs out the window, ya bish
Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish
They say your hood is a pot of gold
And we gone crash it when nobodies home
Be the last one out to get this dough?, No Way
Love one of you bucket headed hoes?, No Way
Hit the streets, then we break the code? No Way
Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No Way
Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping
Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
My homeboy just domed a *****, I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with ******* residue, everyday I'm hustling
What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government
Gotta provide for my daughter n'em, get the **** up out my way, *****
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, *****
Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash
If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood
******* selling *****, ****** selling drugs but it's all good
Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is
Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is
In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you doin'
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel