[00:00.000] 作曲 : Otis Jackson/Terrence Thornton/Michael Render/Leon Sylvers
[00:00.300] 作词 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Terrence Thornton/Michael Render/Leon Sylvers
[00:00.601]It's gon' speak for its
[00:02.106]It should speak for itself, you know what I mean?
[00:05.113]Kane season
[00:05.864]F**king my pastor daughter and two Jesus pieces (yeah)
[00:08.366]Dropping this blow on the basement flow, my Yeezys squeaking (yeah)
[00:10.623]Repping the fam, I pledge allegiance, undefeated
[00:13.130]F**k the forty acres and the mule, they gave us niggas the Eagle
[00:16.132]Popeyes, spoons and needles (yeah)
[00:17.633]Sold a piece of crack to polices, Mario Van Peebles (uh)
[00:20.642]Serving every prom queen and groupie with that vanilla smoothie (I was prom queen)
[00:23.397]Scary Gary, my nigga, my neighborhood something like Fallujah (yeah)
[00:26.417]Vladimir banana clip, move with Russian collusion shooters (uh)
[00:29.679]F**k a track, ho, selling that p***y on computers (yeah)
[00:32.932]Pimpin'll never die, Chad Butler in Heaven chuckin' deuces (hold up)
[00:35.688]Trunk of deuce of hard white fish, then I made a wish (yeah)
[00:37.894]A smoker scrubbin' down my kitchen, I'm never gon' wash a dish (yes)
[00:41.649]It's Mr. Clean, glass, all Palmolive (yeah)
[00:43.456]These niggas don't know how hard you ridin' 'fore they ass 'til you park it (skrrt)
[00:47.216]In 1998, I sold a Glock 19 chopper
[00:50.222]2018, I'm finna reclaim my f**king time and cop the Rollie flooded Maxine Waters
[00:54.482]F**k your poison, keep your vaccines off us
[00:57.240]We got a reality star in the goddamn office
[00:59.498]Quite like the Reagan days (yeah)
[01:00.749]Fernando said they used to move chickens in the Noriega days (yeah)
[01:03.753]I'd disrespect his name, but he signed my face with a razor blade (true story, nigga)
[01:07.013]Baby Tony, top of the family like Johnny Sacrimoni (yeah)
[01:10.266]Choppin' up this block white top with some Yohji Yamamoto's (uh)
[01:13.023]Whoever kill him first gon' get promoted
[01:16.282]Boy, I was getting my way with murder, before Denzel f**ked Viola
[01:19.751]Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
[01:22.507]Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
[01:25.771]But the popos, they coming for your money, nigga
[01:28.774]Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
[01:31.794]Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
[01:34.804]Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
[01:38.063]But the popos, they coming for your money, nigga
[01:41.072]Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
[01:44.327]Look, real bars are the ill bars
[01:47.086]These scars are the only real proof they couldn't kill gods
[01:50.340]My coke hand is still sketchin' out my memoirs
[01:53.599]What I did to door panels on them Windstars
[01:56.606]Gem stars, left cuts in the dinner plates
[01:59.611]It's new stash spots, the AC don't just ventilate
[02:02.371]Take over your blocks, young niggas assimilate
[02:05.634]We all break bread like going Dutch on a dinner date
[02:08.394]The love of your life rap nigga wear fake watches
[02:11.905]The serial number don't match the gift boxes
[02:14.659]The bezel on her ballon bleu do the Tinashe
[02:18.171]The b***h told me two-tone Rollies was too blase (yugh)
[02:21.423]Way more chemical than political
[02:24.432]PTSD from what I weighed on the digital
[02:27.689]It was snowfall and Reagan gave me the visual
[02:30.445]Obama opened his doors knowing I was a criminal
[02:33.454]I took a risk, I took a brick
[02:36.957]Took a road trip to a Motel 6
[02:39.965]Get it wholesale and you know I won't tell shit
[02:42.722]Ride coattails, then he really want that lit
[02:45.978]Just another in the mix, nigga, I'm rich, nigga
[02:47.986]Tell me, is you Alpo or Mitch, nigga?
[02:52.745]Bet it all, roulette, all on my wrist, nigga
[02:55.505]Like Cleo setting it off, taking your b***h, nigga, ooh
[02:58.509]Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
[03:01.771]Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
[03:04.777]But the popos, they coming for your money,
[03:09.029]Nigga Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
[03:11.046]Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
[03:14.055]Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
[03:17.058]But the low low, like talking to baby mama, nigga
[03:20.320]Fake rap, tell that b***h this is that show money, nigga
[03:35.349]I know a guy in my neighborhood
[03:36.101]He came home from work one day and caught his best friend in the hall with his wife
[03:37.355]They had all day to go to bed
[03:42.610]Pulled out a .45, shot both of 'em
[03:44.621]Next morning, his friend went down to the jail
[03:46.622]He said, "Fred, don't take it so hard"
[03:49.139]He said, "It could have been worse"
[03:50.891]He said, "What you mean, it could have been worse?"
[03:53.147]He said, "Man, two people dead. I might get the electric chair. You tell me it could have been worse?"
[03:57.411]He said, "yeah, baby. It could have been worse."
[03:59.668]He said, "What you mean?"
[04:00.922]He said, "Hell, if you'd have came Thursday instead of Friday, you'd have gotten me too"

作曲 : Otis Jackson/Terrence Thornton/Michael Render/Leon Sylvers
作词 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Terrence Thornton/Michael Render/Leon Sylvers
It's gon' speak for its
It should speak for itself, you know what I mean?
Kane season
F**king my pastor daughter and two Jesus pieces (yeah)
Dropping this blow on the basement flow, my Yeezys squeaking (yeah)
Repping the fam, I pledge allegiance, undefeated
F**k the forty acres and the mule, they gave us niggas the Eagle
Popeyes, spoons and needles (yeah)
Sold a piece of crack to polices, Mario Van Peebles (uh)
Serving every prom queen and groupie with that vanilla smoothie (I was prom queen)
Scary Gary, my nigga, my neighborhood something like Fallujah (yeah)
Vladimir banana clip, move with Russian collusion shooters (uh)
F**k a track, ho, selling that p***y on computers (yeah)
Pimpin'll never die, Chad Butler in Heaven chuckin' deuces (hold up)
Trunk of deuce of hard white fish, then I made a wish (yeah)
A smoker scrubbin' down my kitchen, I'm never gon' wash a dish (yes)
It's Mr. Clean, glass, all Palmolive (yeah)
These niggas don't know how hard you ridin' 'fore they ass 'til you park it (skrrt)
In 1998, I sold a Glock 19 chopper
2018, I'm finna reclaim my f**king time and cop the Rollie flooded Maxine Waters
F**k your poison, keep your vaccines off us
We got a reality star in the goddamn office
Quite like the Reagan days (yeah)
Fernando said they used to move chickens in the Noriega days (yeah)
I'd disrespect his name, but he signed my face with a razor blade (true story, nigga)
Baby Tony, top of the family like Johnny Sacrimoni (yeah)
Choppin' up this block white top with some Yohji Yamamoto's (uh)
Whoever kill him first gon' get promoted
Boy, I was getting my way with murder, before Denzel f**ked Viola
Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
But the popos, they coming for your money, nigga
Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
But the popos, they coming for your money, nigga
Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
Look, real bars are the ill bars
These scars are the only real proof they couldn't kill gods
My coke hand is still sketchin' out my memoirs
What I did to door panels on them Windstars
Gem stars, left cuts in the dinner plates
It's new stash spots, the AC don't just ventilate
Take over your blocks, young niggas assimilate
We all break bread like going Dutch on a dinner date
The love of your life rap nigga wear fake watches
The serial number don't match the gift boxes
The bezel on her ballon bleu do the Tinashe
The b***h told me two-tone Rollies was too blase (yugh)
Way more chemical than political
PTSD from what I weighed on the digital
It was snowfall and Reagan gave me the visual
Obama opened his doors knowing I was a criminal
I took a risk, I took a brick
Took a road trip to a Motel 6
Get it wholesale and you know I won't tell shit
Ride coattails, then he really want that lit
Just another in the mix, nigga, I'm rich, nigga
Tell me, is you Alpo or Mitch, nigga?
Bet it all, roulette, all on my wrist, nigga
Like Cleo setting it off, taking your b***h, nigga, ooh
Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
But the popos, they coming for your money,
Nigga Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
Young nigga, d**e money, just have at it, nigga
Make money, more money, mathematics, nigga
But the low low, like talking to baby mama, nigga
Fake rap, tell that b***h this is that show money, nigga
I know a guy in my neighborhood
He came home from work one day and caught his best friend in the hall with his wife
They had all day to go to bed
Pulled out a .45, shot both of 'em
Next morning, his friend went down to the jail
He said, "Fred, don't take it so hard"
He said, "It could have been worse"
He said, "What you mean, it could have been worse?"
He said, "Man, two people dead. I might get the electric chair. You tell me it could have been worse?"
He said, "yeah, baby. It could have been worse."
He said, "What you mean?"
He said, "Hell, if you'd have came Thursday instead of Friday, you'd have gotten me too"