RIO FREE - RIO DA YUNG OG.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough/Dwayne William Moore/Dax Terry
[00:00.430] 作曲 : Damario Donshay Horne-Mccullough/Dwayne William Moore/Dax Terry
[00:00.860](It's a Wayne beat)
[00:04.624](Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
[00:12.655]Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, Money Is Not Everything
[00:15.919]Ghetto free, nigga
[00:17.173]This what y'all asked for, right?
[00:22.988]It's my turn now, shit, I let y'all niggas do what y'all had to do, you know what I'm sayin'?
[00:29.832]This shit crazy, man
[00:33.846]Just think about it, though, Ghetto
[00:35.100]
[00:37.359]Pulled a Maybach to the Greyhound, this my first day out
[00:40.379]He used to be the brick man, he doin' burpies now
[00:42.880]I ain't never cook the dope, C learned me how
[00:44.717]I wake up and go get me some chicken like Thursday child (**** the fire, we got grease)
[00:47.494]It's been a long time comin', it was quick, though
[00:49.754]Sixty months in the feds, it wasn't shit, though
[00:52.296]Louis Timbs cost a whole pint of Trish O's
[00:54.313]Rolls truck at the airport, I gotta dip, bro
[00:56.849]I got a bunch of shit to do, it's gon' be quick, though
[00:59.368]I gotta jump on my lil' bitch, I'm tryna hit road
[01:01.627]We got a whole pint poured, we don't sip fours
[01:04.148]I went to jail with tight clothes, now it's big clothes
[01:06.414]I had a forty-year-old man callin' me big bro
[01:08.918]A half a million in deposits, that's for six shows
[01:10.930]Still on the same shit, bro, keep squeezin' 'til the clip gone
[01:13.458]C got an eight, I got an eight, shit, that's a brick poured
[01:15.786]I drank a hundred pints in jail, you can ask Sosa
[01:18.343]They ain't never found my phone, I hid it in the lotion
[01:20.848]In a drop-head Ghost, the ceiling by the groceries
[01:23.108]Maybach two bucks, I'm puttin' armor on it
[01:25.377]One day, I did some bullshit, I know my karma comin'
[01:27.662]My cousin did some bullshit, now he not my cousin
[01:30.191]And I'ma keep it real with you, I'll pop my cousin
[01:32.474]I took a plea and did my time, I am not my cousin
[01:34.779]And **** it, if your daddy told, he is not my uncle
[01:37.350]Why would I buy a Hellcat and I got Brabus money?
[01:39.614]I told bro go to Flint and get a coffin for me
[01:42.164]He came back with a four of Act', it started talkin' to me
[01:44.673]Come around on loose shit, you gon' get steamrolled
[01:46.931]We got Pie, Quagen, Tris, and some green poured
[01:49.188]When I got them first M's, I put my team on
[01:51.498]I bought some cut dope from bro and put some clean on it
[01:54.000]This nigga thinkin' with the money, put a fiend on him
[01:56.015]How you gon' shoot one time with the Glock? Put a thing on it
[01:58.786]Hit the button on that bitch, it be like, "Brrt, bap"
[02:01.048]Five people got killed, it got the hood hot
[02:03.320]Four niggas in a Trackhawk, I wish we would stop
[02:05.578]Nigga, Da Yung OG back home, I wish you would drop
[02:08.090]Money is not everything, it's the only thing
[02:10.597]I went six hundred with Wafi and went only chains
[02:12.855]I was thinkin' 'bout bustin' a Rollie, but the Rollie plain
[02:15.114]Was finna buy some drank from Snook 'nem, but then my crodie came
[02:17.874]I just did four years, I'm a lonely man
[02:19.887]Ten pointers in my Rio piece, I ain't go to Dang
[02:22.428]Catch me screamin' RIP Quanny at the Notre Dame
[02:24.739]The way she gave that head up, she don't own the brain
[02:27.034]Make it thunderstorm in this bitch, we control the rain
[02:29.283]Wayne fell asleep makin' beats, I'ma go to Dame
[02:31.868]We went gold and they ain't play us on the radio
[02:34.153]Baby mama ****in' up my mood, man, I hate that ho
[02:36.405]Got some 'za 'bows for twenty-two, but they shaky, though
[02:38.913]Why you pass the gun to lil' cuz? You know he shaky, bro
[02:41.436]Me and Lou in that TRX, we some gear shifters
[02:43.946]I went GIA my ears, I don't hear niggas
[02:46.203]How you gon' pull up to the trap with my kids with you?
[02:48.462]Scored a cheap four of Actavis, it cost twelve-fifty
[02:50.721]He want a 'bow, but I ain't ridin' with paraphanelia, bring a scale with you
[02:53.481]I'm a real hustler, I'll sell chicken
[02:55.490]Semi on a hundred-round drum, it shot for twelve minutes
[02:57.779]Why every time somebody get shot, they say Trell did it?
[03:00.550]We ain't in the street shit, we just sell lyrics
[03:03.065]Bitch pussy locked up, it's a stale biscuit
[03:05.066]I got a million dollars cash, bring some help with you
[03:07.626]And I only got two kids, but I'll belt niggas