Hands Up - Tyla Yaweh/Morray.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyla Yaweh
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tyla Yaweh
[00:10.211]They all got their hands up
[00:14.205]And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
[00:19.209]I want it all and then some
[00:21.705]Guns drawn, this a standoff
[00:25.956]I don’t even know how this shit happened
[00:30.703]I take my chances
[00:33.956]Now I’m just tryna get away
[00:36.452]Put the money in the bag
[00:39.701]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[00:42.454]Girl, I love to see you in the day
[00:45.461]I’m just tryna get away
[00:48.457]Put the money in the bag
[00:50.954]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[00:53.961]Girl, I love to see you in the day
[00:57.455]I’m not tryna talk no more in this function
[01:00.205]I don’t wanna talk no more, you wanna **** shit
[01:03.212]This pistol, I’ma up it, bullets stray down
[01:05.455]I don’t hear you talkin’ that tough shit
[01:07.206]I don’t wanna let you down, but I’ma let suffer
[01:09.959]All I know, I all I know is just hustlin’
[01:12.955]With a flex of heart, yeah show my muscles
[01:14.952]Drop the pickup guns, girl, we can have a tusslе
[01:17.202]Got me eatin’ out my body, I can tell I can not trust you
[01:19.955]Thеy all got their hands up
[01:23.705]And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
[01:28.908]I want it all and then some
[01:31.159]Guns drawn, this a standoff
[01:35.164]I don’t even know how this shit happened
[01:40.157]I take my chances
[01:43.409]Now I’m just tryna get away
[01:46.159]Put the money in the bag
[01:48.913]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[01:51.909]Girl, I love to see you in the day
[01:54.916]I’m just tryna get away
[01:57.911]Put the money in the bag
[02:00.664]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[02:03.161]Girl, I love to see you in the day
[02:07.166]Get away, get away, get away
[02:08.406]We put the bread in the bag or I promise it’s DOA
[02:10.161]Given the board constricted
[02:11.160]That’s why I love how your bitch actin’ all this BOA
[02:12.911]All for, I put the strap in, got my mask in, stuffin’ bags in
[02:15.407]Got guns, I put ’em down
[02:16.665]I still beat you mother****er ass, friend
[02:18.661]Don’t got it twisted, my nigga, I come from the trenches
[02:20.911]But I supported it with the Range
[02:21.668]Some ’bout firin’ smoke that give me a high before a nigga even blaze up
[02:24.417]I got no problem but killing the beef
[02:25.915]Or killing the beef by using the beats
[02:27.159]Or store up the peace and roll up in the piece
[02:28.657]And scatter your body, can’t locate a piece
[02:31.918]They all got their hands up
[02:36.157]And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
[02:40.915]I want it all and then some
[02:43.411]Guns drawn, this a standoff
[02:47.417]I don’t even know how this shit happened
[02:52.410]I take my chances
[02:55.663]Now I’m just tryna get away
[02:58.658]Put the money in the bag
[03:01.408]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[03:03.916]Girl, I love to see you in the day
[03:07.168]I’m just tryna get away
[03:10.163]Put the money in the bag
[03:12.913]‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
[03:15.667]Girl, I love to see you in the day

文本歌词

作词 : Tyla Yaweh
作曲 : Tyla Yaweh
They all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don’t even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
Now I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I’m not tryna talk no more in this function
I don’t wanna talk no more, you wanna **** shit
This pistol, I’ma up it, bullets stray down
I don’t hear you talkin’ that tough shit
I don’t wanna let you down, but I’ma let suffer
All I know, I all I know is just hustlin’
With a flex of heart, yeah show my muscles
Drop the pickup guns, girl, we can have a tusslе
Got me eatin’ out my body, I can tell I can not trust you
Thеy all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don’t even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
Now I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
Get away, get away, get away
We put the bread in the bag or I promise it’s DOA
Given the board constricted
That’s why I love how your bitch actin’ all this BOA
All for, I put the strap in, got my mask in, stuffin’ bags in
Got guns, I put ’em down
I still beat you mother****er ass, friend
Don’t got it twisted, my nigga, I come from the trenches
But I supported it with the Range
Some ’bout firin’ smoke that give me a high before a nigga even blaze up
I got no problem but killing the beef
Or killing the beef by using the beats
Or store up the peace and roll up in the piece
And scatter your body, can’t locate a piece
They all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don’t even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
Now I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I’m just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
‘Cause I’ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day