Eastside
作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Edward Murray/Ron LaTour/Shante Franklin
制作人 : Cardo
附加制作 : Sledgren
母带工程师 : Eric Dan
人声 : Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa
Uh, I'm from the East Side section of your area
I ain't bull****tin', corners I be hittin'
Just the morning edition, champagne, orange juice mixin'
Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission
Wall Street wolf, these lil' ****** shook
When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look
That eye contact might result in combat
My hands clean, I don't know who wrote that contract
Youngsters huntin', murdin' for hire, doin' numbers
Trade your life for a Camaro this summer
Ain't nothin' where I come from, but I come up quite different
Spittin' that zigzag, raw raps, spit ****
Major wrist get you that big bag
All the Ziploc with that ************' toe tag
But we the Taylor Gang, Jet Lyfe, us high-flyers never die
It's 20 inch BMX bikes, stomp pegs, grip pliers
Now me and Pittsburgh Slim is both post drivers
Sit by, talkin' **** about us, but you need to get like us
'Cause you know our shit is always tighter
Always flyer, we just 2009-ed you
Uh, no pain, no gain, I treat 'em the same
If it ain't my strain, it ain't in my brain
The boss, the man, nothing in between
Them ****** be gone as soon as they came
My car go fast, wash it in the rain
My chain is cold, diamonds in my rings
I get respect not because of fame
You hate, you lame, I don't entertain
My shoes, my fit, cost a little change
She was your chick, now she with the gang
Just rolled a zip, now I need a flame
Well known, it don't gotta be explained
My Benz, or I'm hoppin' out a plane
Jet Lyfe the gang, all of it the same
New crib, put our logo on everything
Plus worldwide, they know our name
That's on gang, Lyfe
Jet Taylor, smoke the best flavors
EastsideLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Edward Murray/Ron LaTour/Shante Franklin
[00:01.000] 制作人 : Cardo
[00:02.000] 附加制作 : Sledgren
[00:03.000] 母带工程师 : Eric Dan
[00:04.000] 人声 : Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa
[00:09.32]Uh, I'm from the East Side section of your area
[00:14.11]I ain't bull****tin', corners I be hittin'
[00:16.75]Just the morning edition, champagne, orange juice mixin'
[00:20.01]Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission
[00:22.68]Wall Street wolf, these lil' ****** shook
[00:25.18]When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look
[00:27.90]That eye contact might result in combat
[00:30.59]My hands clean, I don't know who wrote that contract
[00:33.54]Youngsters huntin', murdin' for hire, doin' numbers
[00:36.74]Trade your life for a Camaro this summer
[00:39.29]Ain't nothin' where I come from, but I come up quite different
[00:42.51]Spittin' that zigzag, raw raps, spit ****
[00:45.11]Major wrist get you that big bag
[00:46.99]All the Ziploc with that ************' toe tag
[00:50.10]But we the Taylor Gang, Jet Lyfe, us high-flyers never die
[00:53.62]It's 20 inch BMX bikes, stomp pegs, grip pliers
[00:56.82]Now me and Pittsburgh Slim is both post drivers
[00:59.34]Sit by, talkin' **** about us, but you need to get like us
[01:02.62]'Cause you know our shit is always tighter
[01:04.76]Always flyer, we just 2009-ed you
[01:07.71]Uh, no pain, no gain, I treat 'em the same
[01:10.16]If it ain't my strain, it ain't in my brain
[01:13.43]The boss, the man, nothing in between
[01:16.22]Them ****** be gone as soon as they came
[01:19.07]My car go fast, wash it in the rain
[01:21.86]My chain is cold, diamonds in my rings
[01:24.79]I get respect not because of fame
[01:27.45]You hate, you lame, I don't entertain
[01:30.38]My shoes, my fit, cost a little change
[01:33.15]She was your chick, now she with the gang
[01:35.90]Just rolled a zip, now I need a flame
[01:38.82]Well known, it don't gotta be explained
[01:41.56]My Benz, or I'm hoppin' out a plane
[01:44.21]Jet Lyfe the gang, all of it the same
[01:47.28]New crib, put our logo on everything
[01:49.93]Plus worldwide, they know our name
[01:52.82]That's on gang, Lyfe
[01:55.40]Jet Taylor, smoke the best flavors
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