Burnin' Checks歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Maxie Ryles
[00:00.000][Intro: The Game, Fivio Foreign & Eazy-E]
[00:00.465]Everybody from New York, rappin' about my Adidas
[00:03.388]And my chain, this, and this, and South Bronx and everything
[00:07.682]I wanted to put my city on the map
[00:09.932]Ayo, Peso, what these niggas want from me
[00:21.355]Ha, it's Fivi'
[00:23.432]Drillmatic mean all them small-ass handguns goin' to hibernation
[00:26.433]Let's do it
[00:28.433]Drill 'em (Drill 'em)
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[00:29.683][Verse 1: The Game]
[00:29.933]Straight out the coast, right by the ocean
[00:31.433]We wet 'em up, niggas is soakin'
[00:32.933]We in them Rari's, them bitches is floatin'
[00:34.683]Know they can see us with the top open
[00:36.432]To an exhaust, show 'em what smoke is
[00:38.183]I make the call, killers in motion
[00:39.729]We leave 'em raw like dinner at Nobu
[00:41.557]He don't want no beef, he only eat Tofu
[00:43.433]Antisocial, the Drac' gon talk, I don't speak to you
[00:46.433]Pull up on the side of the car, just to see him shoot
[00:49.183]Where them niggas that be with you, air out your vehicle
[00:51.433]We ain't them niggas you hide from
[00:53.495]Hit 'em in a knee and the thigh ones
[00:55.058]Turn a six-five nigga five-one
[00:56.808]We got them opp packs, we roll up and smoke 'em to God Son
[01:00.342]We burn up the mash, the gloves, the clothes, and raise hell 'til God come
[01:03.499]I'm the live one, I'm the one that keep it lit
[01:06.683]I'm the one that she'll remember, you the one they gon' forget
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[01:10.183][Chorus: The Game]
[01:10.432]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was
[01:14.292]We them real niggas that they said that they was
[01:18.932]Gloves, mask, burner, check
[01:21.433]Drugs, money, murder, sex
[01:24.808]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was
[01:28.370]We them real niggas that they said that they was
[01:31.683]Gloves, mask, burner, check
[01:35.058]Drugs, money, murder, sex
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[01:38.558][Verse 2: The Game]
[01:38.808]If I said I'm the king of New York, you'd be mad?
[01:41.933]If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad?
[01:45.432]Nigga at, told him "Don't even ask"
[01:48.932]Can a dead body jump out of a bag?
[01:52.558]No monitor strapped on my ankle
[01:53.557]I'm back in the city and I can't believe this shit
[01:55.401]Got the biggest baddest bitch in New York
[01:57.512]Her name Liberty, I came to see the bitch
[01:59.840]Still on that Seeter shit, red cap
[02:00.902]Smokin' the clouds, head back
[02:01.933]If you ain't been stepped on
[02:03.496]In a clean ass pair of 1995 Air Max, dead that
[02:05.807]They came to their senses
[02:07.307]We walk in the club, it ain't for attention
[02:09.058]Nigga tried to get me a free G-Wagon
[02:10.808]I told him, "**** that, free Jimmy Henchman"
[02:12.387]**** out my mentions, **** all that talkin'
[02:14.183]Come for attention, we in them Benzes
[02:15.933]Tunnel vision, even though the tunnel missin'
[02:17.683]Me and this Nip' tat, we in the trenches
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[02:19.262][Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]
[02:19.792]They only call me for emergencies (They only call me for emergencies)
[02:21.307]Of course, I can get him hit (Baow), but I wanna do it myself and it's burnin' me (Baow)
[02:26.182]Huh, yeah, nigga, the nerve of me (Nigga, the nerve of me)
[02:29.558]'Cause I'm too rich (I'm too rich), but I still wanna do the hit (Grr)
[02:33.152]Yeah, nigga, my gun is gettin' grown (Gun is gettin' grown)
[02:34.683]I shoot a nigga on his own (On his own)
[02:36.683]Try to leave it in the house (What?)
[02:38.182]But the shit don't wanna stay home (Nah)
[02:40.029]She give me everything she own (Ha), plus more (Plus more)
[02:42.418]It's only me on the mountain of Rushmore (It's only me on the mountain, ah)
[02:48.558]When I stab 'em, they gush more (Boom, boom, boom)
[02:50.668]Huh, yeah, hey, give me a rush more (Give me a rush more)
[02:53.777]Huh, look, they copyin', it's too many of me (Uh)
[02:56.136]Huh, I been in these streets (Yeah)
[02:57.433]Nigga (Nigga), I got rich off of havin' beef (Baow)
[03:00.682]I make 'em kill everything they see (Uh)
[03:02.185]I just blew blood on this concrete, pussy (Huh)
[03:05.062]I dare a nigga, try to harm me
[03:07.682]If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad? (If I said I'm the king of L.A., you'd be mad?)
[03:09.433]Huh, yeah, grrt, twistin' my fingers and holdin' my flag (Baow, boom)
[03:15.373]Yeah, I said I'm the king of New York, that's a fact (New York my city, nigga)
[03:18.354]When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act (Nah, huh)
[03:22.756]Yeah (When I'm in the city, the city don't know how to act)
[03:24.866]But when they call me king, it get me gassed
[03:26.367]When they promote an opp, it get me mad
[03:27.912]And when they catch a score, it get me sad
[03:29.740]But when we get 'em back, it get me glad
[03:31.490]Uh, real different (Baow, baow, baow), he got buns in him
[03:35.115](I see an opp and I'm hittin' a button, drill 'em)
[03:36.679]If he survive, he gon' still feel it (Ha, woo, boom)
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[03:38.491][Chorus: The Game & Fivio Foreign]
[03:40.491]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah)
[03:43.242]We them real niggas that they said that they was (It's Fivi', grrt)
[03:46.570]Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow)
[03:49.413]Drugs, money, murder, sex (Boom)
[03:53.990]We ain't them niggas they thought that we was (Nah)
[03:56.865]We them real niggas that they said that they was (Yeah, grrt)
[04:00.366]Gloves, mask, burner, check (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[04:04.241]Drugs, money, murder, sex
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[04:06.491][Outro: The Game]
[04:11.491]Clap for him, he made it to heaven
[04:15.257]Clap for him, he made it to heaven
[04:26.615]Checks
[04:33.351]Checks
[04:46.741]King of the drill