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C-Murder( Corey Miller )
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Betta Watch Me
作詞:Jones Richard A, Corey Miller
Wake up, wake up, wake up Man I hit the set, and them bays be gettin' ghost Huh, they spookin' It's cool, fuck the day dog Check this out
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
See my pockets on E-fall, I'm really tweekin' I can't be sittin' up here hurtin' all weekend I keep on fallin' off, at the worse times And if I slip, it ain't my fault I'm gone reverse mine
My pain, I'm gone merge mines, 'cause I'm sick wit it Now where them balla's at, I'm lookin' for the big ticket 10 minutes from losin' it, 1 day from lock up The way I'm livin' sooner or later I'm gone be boxed up
Nobody trustin' me, they know I'm comin' I hit the block and I swear, I see them cowards runnin' Puttin' they stash up, even out they windows Now why they trippin', I'm the exact opposite of five O
It's called survival of the fittest I can't help it, cause I'm wit and you ain't wit I come to get it, yeah I did it, I did that I can't take that back, so beat yo feet black
Oh, y'all gone remember me, 'cause me ain't no joke Me do what me does, 'cause ain't no being broke I was raised in this, I ain't ask for this I tried changin' my life and now it's back to this
Somebody pray for me, the Lord is testin' me But them people they gone, have problems arrestin' me Now my lungs hurtin', need that black vest Man, I feel like jackin' one of these rappers
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
We'll score a team with the felon's Where y'all did the misdameanors Niggas my age was pushin' beamers もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Niggas that sprayed was usin' Nina's
A.K's and S.K, ya chest cave Ya neck shaved and ya waves turned to still water Bullet on fire, wreck some money still daughters Kill fathers, pop a seed in ya momma
This routine, you pussies start ya new thing I'm from the city where everything crooked When the right kind of money Make the judge overlook it
And I'm skrewed up, I ain't talkin' Swisha House For I learned to tie my shoes up, I was burnin' dudes up My ward verse yo ward, put them 22's up These 26's make ya, put them 22's up
This mac 9, it mean I ain't givin' you But bullets in that shinny new truck What ya know about fightin' for 5 days? Hangin' niggas upside down, comin' at ya sideways A crooked H is goin' 67 5 and I add them 3 quarters For the ride plus I'm high
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
I got this world in the tip of my pistol, shining like crystal on my waist Shadow ducking the barell, reflecting off in his face He's below his lace, so my tape's no longer lead Stomp in the expedition, my mission was made to speed
Blazing up the weed, tried my tint's and armored lint Checking up on my schedule, for all the Benz I spent Get the hustling broad, put the one out of socket Having enough to catch life, in all four of my pockets
You understand, and click your hand late It's time to cope for what you never ate Guts and nuts on the dinner plate Love is hate, kissing ass by wetting vocals Hustling on the streets, when it's hotter than Akapolko
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad 'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me Now where the goods at Playboy give me that And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back
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