Fetti - Curren$y/Freddie Gibbs.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Alan Maman/Frederick Tipton/Shante Franklin/Frederick Jamel Tipton/Shante Scott Franklin/Woodrow Wilson Jackson III
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Alan Maman/Frederick Tipton/Shante Franklin/Frederick Jamel Tipton/Shante Scott Franklin/Woodrow Wilson Jackson III
[00:35.77]Like lumber jack vest and some bape sweats
[00:39.59]89 vets still rock the tape deck
[00:42.11]Suckas ain't livin' they just wasting breathe
[00:45.11]Summers pedal to the metal chasing debt
[00:47.75]Off track placing bets collectin' checks
[00:50.44]Draggin' that mother****in' money net
[00:53.01]On to the next score and we ain't finish countin' yet
[00:55.98]**** it store it in the floor conceal it in the ceiling
[00:58.77]Park them cars behind my girls house tell her she ain't see shit
[01:02.29]Nigga we movin' like new apartment units
[01:04.90]I'm just doin' my thing and hoes drawn to it
[01:08.11]Bomb fluent in that money talk glass slippers before she can walk
[01:11.95]Silver spoons fill her food for thought
[01:14.28]Cinderella's prissy sisters woulda pissed their pants to kiss her
[01:17.72]Break it off on sight She been gone all night but she came back right
[01:22.28]Tip toeing in the room tryna not to wake me
[01:25.52]Slipped 10 grand beneath my pillow and whispered I love you baby
[01:29.11] shit crazy but it makes perfect sense payin me to play her
[01:32.95]But I shan't say I'mma pimp just a prolific playa with a gift
[01:36.70]It's in my nature to put that pressure on simps
[01:39.73]Come off that paper you don't know what to do with that shit
[01:42.75]I can show ya I can grow ya Into something much colder
[01:45.96]We the highed-up title holders. Behold us
[01:49.32]Behold us
[01:51.22]There's hoes know us
[01:54.29]It's ike the game show us
[01:58.04](That nigga Tarantino flow) (You know what I'm sayin')
[02:01.02]Yeah dirty needle to the mainline
[02:03.84]You can play kissy face with them bitches nigga I tame mine
[02:06.55]Strap her down with two bricks and straight put that bitch on a train ride
[02:09.72]If she ain't about that cheddar I give these heffers no hang time
[02:12.61]Like billy ho tryna reup on them pills and blow
[02:15.06]Cleaner than sydney dean and spike gon jump this shit midea before
[02:18.00]Like i didn't come thru on the lexus vs and the benz on 20 inch rims before
[02:21.23]I sellin them nothin but killa I'm feelin like pete villa in Cartier lenses ho
[02:23.85]You surely gon die have you lived before
[02:25.49]Blew **** smoke on suede roofs
[02:27.83]Through rolex on wood wheel
[02:29.20]Two hoes next that room deal
[02:30.62]Nigga cruise through to a cool meal
[02:32.16]Stay in the streets not indicted
[02:33.58]C-E- to the O my shit drop when I feel like it
[02:36.62]Just call me Freddie Gordy on them 40s
[02:39.27]I chamber block that ch-ch-ch-chopper thank the lordy
[02:42.04]Gotta strip these niggas bare cause bare essentials couldn't afford it
[02:48.08]Shoot it smoke it snort it
[02:49.47]Rollin dragin now everybody chasin gary in the 1980s everybody basin
[02:53.02]It's dinner time and shorty can't eat no books He flippin' yay now
[02:58.04]Gave him 100 years cause he Nino Brown of the playground
[03:00.68]I swear to god my momma always told me there'd be days
[03:03.85]Like smokin' weed and pourin Henny on my nigga grave site
[03:06.63]And wonderin' who gonna raise my child if I get sprayed
[03:09.63]Light your boss up like your poppy and get paid
[03:12.87](Yung freddy caine fa sho man freddie soprano)
[03:25.58]Spitta and gibbs that That pistol to your ribs
[03:27.87]That box chevy them 373 gears
[03:30.50]Chokes out the concrete shit spinnin around me
[03:33.90]Hit that shit and deliver a profound speech
[03:36.88]Spoke with profound speech Speakin prolific
[03:39.56]Smokin on blueberry like Halle head in the piffy
[03:42.19]Bout to boomerang her eddie I Billy Bob if she let me
[03:45.74]Right on my living room floor
[03:47.42]Cuz these monster balls are soo heavy
[03:49.10]Under the living room floor there lies trunk full of gold
[03:51.83]If shit should ever go low then we will never go broke
[03:54.66]Liquify the assets audio ****ing magic
[03:57.98]Keep the Bentley console full of weed ashes
[04:00.96]G-classes glass feat leather under my ass cheeks
[04:04.21]Talkin bout muscle cars Got a driveway full of athletes
[04:07.14]Rappin like 1/2 the time I got 20 bands for the half-book
[04:10.47]Keep it 100 solid They straight shook they half crooks
[04:13.37](That fettuchini whats up)

文本歌词

作词 : Alan Maman/Frederick Tipton/Shante Franklin/Frederick Jamel Tipton/Shante Scott Franklin/Woodrow Wilson Jackson III
作曲 : Alan Maman/Frederick Tipton/Shante Franklin/Frederick Jamel Tipton/Shante Scott Franklin/Woodrow Wilson Jackson III
Like lumber jack vest and some bape sweats
89 vets still rock the tape deck
Suckas ain't livin' they just wasting breathe
Summers pedal to the metal chasing debt
Off track placing bets collectin' checks
Draggin' that mother****in' money net
On to the next score and we ain't finish countin' yet
**** it store it in the floor conceal it in the ceiling
Park them cars behind my girls house tell her she ain't see shit
Nigga we movin' like new apartment units
I'm just doin' my thing and hoes drawn to it
Bomb fluent in that money talk glass slippers before she can walk
Silver spoons fill her food for thought
Cinderella's prissy sisters woulda pissed their pants to kiss her
Break it off on sight She been gone all night but she came back right
Tip toeing in the room tryna not to wake me
Slipped 10 grand beneath my pillow and whispered I love you baby
shit crazy but it makes perfect sense payin me to play her
But I shan't say I'mma pimp just a prolific playa with a gift
It's in my nature to put that pressure on simps
Come off that paper you don't know what to do with that shit
I can show ya I can grow ya Into something much colder
We the highed-up title holders. Behold us
Behold us
There's hoes know us
It's ike the game show us
(That nigga Tarantino flow) (You know what I'm sayin')
Yeah dirty needle to the mainline
You can play kissy face with them bitches nigga I tame mine
Strap her down with two bricks and straight put that bitch on a train ride
If she ain't about that cheddar I give these heffers no hang time
Like billy ho tryna reup on them pills and blow
Cleaner than sydney dean and spike gon jump this shit midea before
Like i didn't come thru on the lexus vs and the benz on 20 inch rims before
I sellin them nothin but killa I'm feelin like pete villa in Cartier lenses ho
You surely gon die have you lived before
Blew **** smoke on suede roofs
Through rolex on wood wheel
Two hoes next that room deal
Nigga cruise through to a cool meal
Stay in the streets not indicted
C-E- to the O my shit drop when I feel like it
Just call me Freddie Gordy on them 40s
I chamber block that ch-ch-ch-chopper thank the lordy
Gotta strip these niggas bare cause bare essentials couldn't afford it
Shoot it smoke it snort it
Rollin dragin now everybody chasin gary in the 1980s everybody basin
It's dinner time and shorty can't eat no books He flippin' yay now
Gave him 100 years cause he Nino Brown of the playground
I swear to god my momma always told me there'd be days
Like smokin' weed and pourin Henny on my nigga grave site
And wonderin' who gonna raise my child if I get sprayed
Light your boss up like your poppy and get paid
(Yung freddy caine fa sho man freddie soprano)
Spitta and gibbs that That pistol to your ribs
That box chevy them 373 gears
Chokes out the concrete shit spinnin around me
Hit that shit and deliver a profound speech
Spoke with profound speech Speakin prolific
Smokin on blueberry like Halle head in the piffy
Bout to boomerang her eddie I Billy Bob if she let me
Right on my living room floor
Cuz these monster balls are soo heavy
Under the living room floor there lies trunk full of gold
If shit should ever go low then we will never go broke
Liquify the assets audio ****ing magic
Keep the Bentley console full of weed ashes
G-classes glass feat leather under my ass cheeks
Talkin bout muscle cars Got a driveway full of athletes
Rappin like 1/2 the time I got 20 bands for the half-book
Keep it 100 solid They straight shook they half crooks
(That fettuchini whats up)