[00:00.000] 作词 : Horace Walls
[00:00.073] 作曲 : Horace Walls
[00:00.147][Intro]
[00:08.702]Trademark!
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[00:11.504][Chorus]
[00:11.769]Ain't got to turn on demon mode, that shit be automatic
[00:14.627]Ain't got to tell her, "Take 'em, off," that shit be automatic
[00:17.529]See this lil' cube on the back, it make it automatic
[00:20.386]Nigga ain't teach me to be real, that shit was automatic
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[00:23.486][Verse]
[00:23.486]Gave her what's under my belly, now, she love me
[00:26.351]Walk in the building, now, all the pretty b*****s tug me
[00:29.209]Her hair got caught on my chain when she tried to hug me
[00:32.072]Found out I hit his ho, he see me and he mug me
[00:35.373]Every time I see the camera, throw the gang up
[00:38.225]We some dogs and got on chains, but, they can't tame us
[00:41.068]Every time that one corner get hit up, they blame us
[00:43.943]We like a record label, make a nigga famous
[00:46.808]Say he a lion, okay lion, still p***y
[00:49.691]I'm like, "Bro, why the f**k you keep lookin'?"
[00:52.791]They mad this beat can have the whole crowd duckin'
[00:55.423]The clip got somethin' in it, pull it 'til it's nothin'
[00:58.205]They got hoes in the tele'
[00:59.769]Racks in the duffle
[01:01.348]Choppers in the Sprinter Van bust a nigga bubble
[01:03.972]They say I'm all alone, I see they in a group
[01:06.844]But, this lil' cube on the back'll break up a nigga huddle
[01:10.396]What's the plan? (What's the plan?) What's the word? (What's the word)
[01:13.500]You say they over there (Over there), f**k it, go and swerve
[01:16.377]We really get into it (Bang)
[01:18.382]We really do it
[01:19.150]We livin' what we rappin', we not just makin' music
[01:21.996]Pull up 30D, but, I'm by myself
[01:24.834]Nardo, what you mean? I got like twenty-nine shells
[01:27.686]Hop that patty cake, that mean I hop that clappin' shit
[01:30.781]Hop that Will Smith, that mean I hop that smackin' shit
[01:33.653]And I keep that pipe, I feel like Pookie, nigga
[01:36.512]I'm so icy, boy, I feel like Gucci, nigga
[01:39.620]I make yo' block hot, I think I'm Tunechi, nigga
[01:42.494]My lil' badass, I feel like Boosie, nigga
[01:45.316]She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I f**k her
[01:48.180]Put yo' phone in the safe, we can cuddle
[01:51.063]We can f**k a thousand times, still ain't a couple
[01:54.174]Or take you shoppin' 'cause I'm happy, I ain't no sucker
[01:57.028]Just like I left the barber shop, I'm comin' trim
[01:59.907]Pull over, give you wood, yeah, I'm one of them
[02:02.794]Blam 'em in the mall, yeah, I'm one of them
[02:05.655]Damn, p***y boy can't call me, one of them
[02:08.778]Pull up in what you run on in the 'Burbs
[02:11.629]Threat who? Come again, say what?
[02:13.122]Lil' nigga got some nerves
[02:14.714]"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"
[02:16.532]That because of words
[02:17.828]"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"
[02:19.126]Got what he deserve
[02:19.845]Pull up Trackhawk, farm in my hood, lot of horses in 'em
[02:22.898]She like a gun range
[02:23.919]Know that 'ussy good, I keep bustin' in it
[02:26.294]Like a toothpick, stick to his teeth like it's somethin' in it
[02:28.888]Pointin' fingers, move it back and forth until you hear it clickin'
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[02:31.979][Chorus]
[02:32.226]Ain't got to turn on demon mode, that shit be automatic
[02:35.340]Ain't got to tell her, "Take 'em, off," that shit be automatic
[02:37.949]See this lil' cube on the back, it make it automatic
[02:41.072]Nigga ain't teach me to be real, that shit was automatic