[00:00.00] 作词 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
[00:34.13]Yeah, livin' life like this
[00:37.85]Gotta paint a picture when I write like this
[00:39.65]Tales from my hood, not a sight like this
[00:41.45]Where they up to no good on a night like this
[00:43.31]And they murder mother******s just 'cause
[00:45.09]Type of bullshit I see, you probably wonder where I was
[00:46.53]I was in the crib, just sittin' on the rug
[00:48.30]Basedheads comin' through lookin' for the plug
[00:50.16]Now, born and raised in my area
[00:52.25]Beautiful by day, by night it's hysteria
[00:53.85]************* around and bury ya tonight
[00:55.17]Ridin' with my homies on sight
[00:56.42]Momma tell me to come in at night
[00:57.86]Now I really gotta go, but they never know
[00:59.67]Livin' life to the fullest, I gotta blow
[01:01.00]Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib
[01:02.74]In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib
[01:04.92]Goddamn, what it feel like, middle of the night
[01:07.01]Wakin' up, scared for my life
[01:08.08]Never had the heat, just a knife
[01:09.23]When the gat go blat like that
[01:10.50]Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your back like that
[01:12.25]Just breathe, while their mama grieve
[01:14.33]Bullet to the dome like an Aleve
[01:15.95]Gotta leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis
[01:17.27]No, no, uh, uh, just stop, stop, stop
[01:20.06]‘Fore they even call the cops
[01:21.42]Do it for the money and the *************
[01:23.20]And the drugs and the props
[01:24.07]Tell me why another body even gotta drop
[01:25.26]Get shot off top for some bullshit that was gang related
[01:29.56]"Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaither*************urg,
[01:31.54]where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting.
[01:33.87]It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355.
[01:37.94]Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."
[01:41.14]Livin' life like this
[01:43.27]Hope little Bobby never fight like this
[01:45.08]Stab a mother****** with a knife like this
[01:46.72]All about the money on a night like this
[01:48.62]Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib
[01:50.48]Got a lot to give, but I never had the chance
[01:52.42]Never had the chance, yeah
[01:54.87]Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out
[01:57.33]If you want it I'ma lay it out
[01:59.10]Hope my little brother make it out
[02:00.56]Every night what I pray about what I pray about
[02:01.79]Check it, uh yeah, got a son on the way
[02:03.69]But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away
[02:06.41]I imagine a better life
[02:07.90]Where I never had a debt in life
[02:09.70]Hit you with the {gunshots} in the dead of night
[02:10.93]Sellin' crack to my own pops
[02:12.26]Pu*************n' this weight on my own block
[02:14.12]If I sell a brick I can buy a house
[02:15.62]If they find the key they might lock me up
[02:18.39]But I take the chance
[02:19.57]'Cause I need that *************t and don’t give a *************
[02:21.44]Take the chance, 'cause I need that *************t and don’t give a *************
[02:25.06]Get down or lay down
[02:26.30]Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down
[02:27.34]Stray shots on the playground
[02:28.85]Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given
[02:30.17]Anybody that’s ridin' with me, I’m ridin' with 'em
[02:31.90]Show me the enemy, and I'ma hit 'em
[02:33.39]The second I bit 'em, I get 'em, and hit 'em with the venom
[02:34.55]Ain’t no need to pretend I'ma never do it
[02:36.06]I knew it, already been through it
[02:37.24]I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life
[02:39.38]Anybody that's gang related
[02:40.43]

作词 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
作曲 : Hall, Robert Bryson II
Yeah, livin' life like this
Gotta paint a picture when I write like this
Tales from my hood, not a sight like this
Where they up to no good on a night like this
And they murder mother******s just 'cause
Type of bullshit I see, you probably wonder where I was
I was in the crib, just sittin' on the rug
Basedheads comin' through lookin' for the plug
Now, born and raised in my area
Beautiful by day, by night it's hysteria
************* around and bury ya tonight
Ridin' with my homies on sight
Momma tell me to come in at night
Now I really gotta go, but they never know
Livin' life to the fullest, I gotta blow
Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib
In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib
Goddamn, what it feel like, middle of the night
Wakin' up, scared for my life
Never had the heat, just a knife
When the gat go blat like that
Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your back like that
Just breathe, while their mama grieve
Bullet to the dome like an Aleve
Gotta leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis
No, no, uh, uh, just stop, stop, stop
‘Fore they even call the cops
Do it for the money and the *************
And the drugs and the props
Tell me why another body even gotta drop
Get shot off top for some bullshit that was gang related
"Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaither*************urg,
where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting.
It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355.
Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."
Livin' life like this
Hope little Bobby never fight like this
Stab a mother****** with a knife like this
All about the money on a night like this
Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib
Got a lot to give, but I never had the chance
Never had the chance, yeah
Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out
If you want it I'ma lay it out
Hope my little brother make it out
Every night what I pray about what I pray about
Check it, uh yeah, got a son on the way
But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away
I imagine a better life
Where I never had a debt in life
Hit you with the {gunshots} in the dead of night
Sellin' crack to my own pops
Pu*************n' this weight on my own block
If I sell a brick I can buy a house
If they find the key they might lock me up
But I take the chance
'Cause I need that *************t and don’t give a *************
Take the chance, 'cause I need that *************t and don’t give a *************
Get down or lay down
Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down
Stray shots on the playground
Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given
Anybody that’s ridin' with me, I’m ridin' with 'em
Show me the enemy, and I'ma hit 'em
The second I bit 'em, I get 'em, and hit 'em with the venom
Ain’t no need to pretend I'ma never do it
I knew it, already been through it
I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life
Anybody that's gang related