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Quiet Money TBS
作詞:Animal, T Carroll, Tyrone Fyffe, K Walker
This is quiet money fo life, understand huh This is quiet money fo life, TBS huh Get it right, huh
This another one street stressing Keep pressing, he's guessing Please I'm in the cut wit a bottle she's blessing Where I been that's the key question?
Niggas yelling keep repping I must to left some kind of deep impression, peep the essence I speak in lesson if you seeking reference Never leave ya weapon
See me if you need connections we insessing Built aggression only brief accession I mean my niggas filled wit flexions So believe he's resting, leave the message
Fuck wit me niggas would be you breathless, leave you naked I keep it gully like the Visa Question we perfect this That's probation got us extra hating No explanation for the murders just rap-a-lations recreations
This rap shit got us celebrating Like we saving, we in hell with satan Jails are waiting smell probation, serve time got us telemaking Legendary now niggas can't tell me nating (Nothing)
Yo, at fourteen my hot ass was chasing bitches At fifteen my brother told me get them digits Told me every penny count nigga hit them trinches Don't floss to hard don't burn no riches
Don't trust no bitch if ya doe is heavy And don't smoke with her if the blunt rolled already No ass betting if you show it you betta blast it Math class on the corner yeah I past it
Die right now take twenty from you bastards Fuck it throw a fifth of Henny in my casket Never got my ass kicked, never had a pitbull I just went to high school with the clip full
First nigga act get a clip full Mama raised me but the streets made me Rum got me hazy chasing this cream Fuck a dollar in a dream hundred grams and a thro team
And I'm gone make the block work So's reing me up got the hood on clockwork Bedstuy nigga you know it's on Gotta flow so strong, you could put it in a bomb
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, guns blasting Cash inside coffins, memories get lost when you die The legacy is eye for an eye But overall I will survive nigga
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, guns blasting Cash inside coffins, memories get lost when you die The legacy is eye for an eye But overall I will survive nigga
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Jump out the drop top Catch you why you copping at that weed spot Speak not you know them bitches be your weak spot I'm in the trinches that's where y'all niggas scared to come at
Where all the guns at Where my shorties flip them ones at That's where my son's at You speak of war but you don't want that
I blew the timbs out and blow the GS wit the rims out I air your bens out baby moms and her friend's out I knock a lens out, I bring the boys and the mens out I leave you lace up, you paralyzed from the waste up
I'll fuck your face up, when I finish tossing cakes up I'm eating the kris up, I iced the finger, neck and wrist up If it's a mix up, look at all the ones that I fix up I mean, I fucked up, fuck around you getting stuck up
Press ya luck up, back this motherfucking truck up I'm 'bout to black out, it's up to me to close this track out I pull the mack out, I blow your chest and your back out And knock the glock out, air this whole fucking block out
I knock a cop out, fuck a high school drop out Attempt murders, two to sixty on a cop out I'm fucking with my nigga's up north on a lockout The M A S A, you run your mouth we smack the tast out We blow your face out, pay the judge to throw the case out
Check the game and the cats that play in it Quiet money youngest lieutenant Yeah world it's been a minute, I'm in it To my heart stop or blood touch the concrete
Beyond deep, these streets got me gripping my heat Losing sleep, breaking day sling crack to fiends W.D. forty to sixty having backwards dreams The cash the cream from the cradle to the casket green
Got the game tied up we the nasties team We flash we steam if it's on then we mash your beam Yellow tape the sidewalk and leave a nasty scene Your back is spling ya brain, face and chest get sprayed
The desert the miss the spot when it bust your way We touch we lay in the streets it's a must we play We cook, we chop bust pots down and clust the way From light to day it's only right that we cock and spray
We speeding on could spot a snake from a block away I told you a what the game need is a change of speed Visualize the realism I'm a dangerous speed
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, guns blasting Cash inside coffins, memories get lost when you die The legacy is eye for an eye But overall I will survive nigga
When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, guns blasting Cash inside coffins, memories get lost when you die The legacy is eye for an eye But overall I will survive nigga
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