Smackers
作词 : Bill K. Kapri/London Holmes/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
作曲 : Bill K. Kapri/London Holmes/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
(Got my beat from London)
Glee
Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers
I could get a n*gg* scratched
Call me daddy, she a bastard, come here baby, I'm yo' dad
Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don’t ever tax
Spend this shit and get it back
I don't like none of you rappers, snipe a n*gg*, how 'bout that?
Hunnids fallin' out my ass, put a n*gg* on they back
Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack
My lil' n*gg*, he gon' handle that, I could get a n*gg* whacked
F**k that lil' ho, she a nat-nat
I could get a n*gg* kidnapped, I could get a n*gg* snatched
I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself
You won’t do it by yo' self, put a n*gg* on a shelf
Put a n*gg* on a rack
It ain’t nun to go to jail, it ain’t nun to get you killed
Ice on my neck when it melt, eat me up baby, right there
F**k that lil' ho, she a heffer
Come here lil' baby, you special
Put that n*gg* on a stretcher, put that n*gg* on a shirt
It ain’t nun to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt
Water on me like I burp, .40 on me, I be icy
Water on me, now she like me
I went to jail, you ain’t write me
Check on your boy for the Nike
Check on yo' boy, this four hunna, I’m in the club with them gunners
That ain’t my opp, he’s a runner
N*gg* say I shot his mama
I hit the stoe with a fitted cap, I hit yo' ho with no Jimmy mack
Don’t drop that song, you ain’t livin' that
I got your cubicals, get it back
N*gg* ain’t gettin' back shit
I played the cross like I’m Chris
Kodak the boss, yeah b*tch
KTB, kill that boy, cutthroat
Walk in my room, it’s a gun show
And I get high off the gun smoke, high off the meth
Better off fakin' yo' death than fakin' with me
You say you a steeper, then step
Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table
B*tch I’ma eat
You hit out the car with a Draco
Finesser, I'm makin' you pay for it, b*tch get on feet
I had to dive in the deep, last time I snipe who I see, bodies be cheap
Kodak the one with the vision, I got my clique in position
They listen to me, got all kinda movement
I keep shooters for my shooters, in case them n*gg*s wanna beef
Got two mansions, one on the beach
Two Bentleys, nun' of them of them leased
Two Benz's, Cullinan and Jeep
Who said they f**kin' with me?
The money been comin' with keys
I got a vault in the attic, I done went frosted the Patek
You can’t even see the Philippe
SmackersLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bill K. Kapri/London Holmes/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
[00:00.506] 作曲 : Bill K. Kapri/London Holmes/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
[00:01.13](Got my beat from London)
[00:03.74]Glee
[00:04.25]Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers
[00:07.32]I could get a n*gg* scratched
[00:08.67]Call me daddy, she a bastard, come here baby, I'm yo' dad
[00:11.48]Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don’t ever tax
[00:14.85]Spend this shit and get it back
[00:16.42]I don't like none of you rappers, snipe a n*gg*, how 'bout that?
[00:19.77]Hunnids fallin' out my ass, put a n*gg* on they back
[00:22.33]Project baby with no Similac, in the Caddy, but I never lack
[00:25.70]My lil' n*gg*, he gon' handle that, I could get a n*gg* whacked
[00:28.56]F**k that lil' ho, she a nat-nat
[00:29.91]I could get a n*gg* kidnapped, I could get a n*gg* snatched
[00:33.40]
[00:33.61]I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself
[00:35.93]You won’t do it by yo' self, put a n*gg* on a shelf
[00:39.15]Put a n*gg* on a rack
[00:40.86]It ain’t nun to go to jail, it ain’t nun to get you killed
[00:43.78]Ice on my neck when it melt, eat me up baby, right there
[00:47.00]F**k that lil' ho, she a heffer
[00:48.72]Come here lil' baby, you special
[00:50.28]Put that n*gg* on a stretcher, put that n*gg* on a shirt
[00:53.34]It ain’t nun to get you murked, hit a nigga where it hurt
[00:55.95]Water on me like I burp, .40 on me, I be icy
[00:59.20]Water on me, now she like me
[01:00.65]I went to jail, you ain’t write me
[01:02.56]Check on your boy for the Nike
[01:03.96]Check on yo' boy, this four hunna, I’m in the club with them gunners
[01:06.89]That ain’t my opp, he’s a runner
[01:09.25]
[01:09.40]N*gg* say I shot his mama
[01:10.31]I hit the stoe with a fitted cap, I hit yo' ho with no Jimmy mack
[01:13.18]Don’t drop that song, you ain’t livin' that
[01:15.09]I got your cubicals, get it back
[01:16.25]N*gg* ain’t gettin' back shit
[01:17.73]I played the cross like I’m Chris
[01:19.55]Kodak the boss, yeah b*tch
[01:21.00]KTB, kill that boy, cutthroat
[01:22.35]Walk in my room, it’s a gun show
[01:24.06]And I get high off the gun smoke, high off the meth
[01:26.76]Better off fakin' yo' death than fakin' with me
[01:28.98]You say you a steeper, then step
[01:30.99]Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table
[01:33.87]
[01:34.02]B*tch I’ma eat
[01:34.68]You hit out the car with a Draco
[01:36.49]Finesser, I'm makin' you pay for it, b*tch get on feet
[01:38.24]I had to dive in the deep, last time I snipe who I see, bodies be cheap
[01:42.86]Kodak the one with the vision, I got my clique in position
[01:46.04]They listen to me, got all kinda movement
[01:48.05]I keep shooters for my shooters, in case them n*gg*s wanna beef
[01:50.87]Got two mansions, one on the beach
[01:52.37]Two Bentleys, nun' of them of them leased
[01:54.48]Two Benz's, Cullinan and Jeep
[01:55.75]Who said they f**kin' with me?
[01:57.15]The money been comin' with keys
[01:58.71]I got a vault in the attic, I done went frosted the Patek
[02:02.04]You can’t even see the Philippe
