Friday Night Cypher歌词

[00:00.00] 作词 : Sean Anderson/Chauncey Hollis/Justin Miles Johnson/Martin McCurtis/Arkeisha Knight/Terry Sanchez Wallace, Jr./Ryan Montgomery/Brook Oba Rowland/Chad Hugo/Gene Thornton/Pharrell Williams/Terrence Thornton/David Styles/Jason Phillips/Samuel Johnson/Dior Giovanni Petty/Cash Kidd/Deandre Pearson/Dwane Weir II
[00:00.76] 作曲 : Sean Anderson/Chauncey Hollis/Justin Miles Johnson/Martin McCurtis/Arkeisha Knight/Terry Sanchez Wallace, Jr./Ryan Montgomery/Brook Oba Rowland/Chad Hugo/Gene Thornton/Pharrell Williams/Terrence Thornton/David Styles/Jason Phillips/Samuel Johnson/Dior Giovanni Petty/Cash Kidd/Deandre Pearson/Dwane Weir II
[00:01.53]Ayy, ayy, ayy
[00:04.54]Ayy, ayy, ayy
[00:05.11]Hit-Boy
[00:05.90]Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy
[00:08.45]**** that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
[00:10.66]Yellow bands around them hundreds, you know how much that is (Tens)
[00:12.87]Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the backend (Send it)
[00:15.44]Niggas in here lookin' tough, you know that I got mag in (What?)
[00:18.26]Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (You see it)
[00:21.05]Bandman like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head? Come find me (Come get it)
[00:23.55]Lil' bro in that bitch chillin', he ain't tryna come home cocky (He chillin')
[00:26.11]He comin' home to a dollar (Dollar), and a mansion and a chopper (What else?)
[00:28.64]In the desert on a dirt bike (Skrrt), VLONE shirt and the Pradas (Fresh)
[00:31.64]Big nigga fresher than you, **** you and your stylist (Woah)
[00:34.08]Paid ninety for my grill, then lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (Damn)
[00:36.69]You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz
[00:39.10]Kash Doll'll paint you red, throw you in the water, they gon' think you a lobster, nigga (Gang)
[00:42.21]Uh
[00:47.73]I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
[00:50.08]These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make the news
[00:52.65]All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?
[00:55.11]Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move
[00:57.80]Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle, I used to shop at Pinnacle
[01:00.02]Your nigga still drink Pinnacle, bitch, your taste is pitiful
[01:02.90]I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit
[01:05.48]Call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my casket
[01:07.91]You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit
[01:11.54]I pop shit and pop tags, bitch, this new era be cappin', uh
[01:14.32]Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T, ain't no pushin' me
[01:17.28]Bro might put you on a tee, dot my I's and cross my T's
[01:19.90]Bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put your on your feet
[01:22.56]But bro can't put you onto me
[01:24.43]A-plus pussy worth a B, nigga, uh
[01:26.20]You niggas ain't worth no B, **** outta here
[01:29.78]I keep dyin' in my dreams but life great when I stay woke
[01:32.77]Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke
[01:35.45]Try me, 40 make you back up off me like DeJ Loaf and Big Sean
[01:38.06]Get triggered down, Jhené Aiko
[01:40.93]Gotta keep Glock in the fanny
[01:42.83]Nigga, you not finna ham me, huh
[01:43.23]Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami
[01:46.01]Niggas tryna ride my wave like they stoppin' a taxi
[01:48.33]On a six in a Lam', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby), four-one
[01:51.57]They counted me out, I came back with a vengeance
[01:53.97]In back-to-back Benzes, back-to-back winnin'
[01:56.73]Rap failed, oh, well, give me back my scale
[01:59.34]And a burn-out cell, I'll grow clientele
[02:01.93]Four-one P, I don't sell dreams, I wholesale P's
[02:04.66]Want half's, nigga, don't call me, don't insult me (Boy)
[02:07.53]Wrist frosty, 'bout eighty what this shit cost me
[02:09.85]Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee
[02:13.14]I run with hustlers and bosses, bosses and hustlers (Yeah)
[02:15.82]Had to find my hustle, I was lost in the gutter
[02:18.65]Got out that jam, now it's foriegns with the seat peanut butter
[02:20.54]Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossin' my brothers
[02:25.41](Let's go)
[02:26.35](Helluva made this beat, baby)
[02:29.15]I **** with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s
[02:30.73]That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she ****in' bro
[02:33.34]You know them road trips still bring a dub in, sub in
[02:35.74]Even if the party was seven, the strip club ten
[02:38.45]I'm all in this bitch on the tether, I'm throwin' dubs still
[02:40.96]I put her in the Bentley mansion rent-free
[02:43.56]Told her keep the G-Wagen plain, don't even tint these
[02:45.28]Came ****in' with a lame, dog, you got her head big
[02:48.23]Three hundred a line for the Wock', I'm sippin' red still
[02:50.68]I know how the feds feel, I make it hard to catch me
[02:53.04]'Cause sellin' corn still code word for reggies
[02:55.60]I ain't sign a deal yet, **** it, I don't need 'em
[02:57.86]He ain't dead, we ain't jet-black, ante up, bitch
[03:03.72]Free them boys
[03:09.28]We gon' make it off the Ave, get a half, then I shake it
[03:11.27]Some like a bad habit, we ain't have it we gon' take it
[03:13.54]Came up off a fity slab, now my bag big as yappers
[03:17.34]Workers beggin' me for time off, askin' me for raises
[03:20.11]Playin' me since I was the accountant, bubble wrap it up and tape it
[03:23.03]All my bitches want allowance, plug askin' me for favors
[03:26.02]I been out of town so long had to get reaquainted with the neighbors
[03:29.04]On the block, all this cash we been rackin'
[03:31.84]Way before the rap when I was writin' verses
[03:34.56]We was beatin' up the Ike like I was Tina Turner
[03:37.21]We was loadin' up the Glock and fillin' up hearses
[03:40.29]Now I'm preachin' like it's Sunday, tryna teach the sermon
[03:43.16]Tryna teach 'em how to get it, fill up they momma purses
[03:46.12]So, they ain't standin' in front of a judge, listing to the verdicts
[03:48.87]'Cause we was standin' on the block, thuggin' with the serpents
[03:51.67]Get caught with Curtis Blow on me, and the gon' close the curtians
[03:54.74]Million dollar cars you can't merge in, BasedGod how I got my curse lift
[03:57.97]She gonna play her part so well you thought that she rehearsed it
[04:02.80]Don life worship, Holy temokem synagouge, tabernacle, churches
[04:10.33]Look, I can't even chill, I get active, overdoin' everythin', my best and worst habit
[04:15.85]Shit be impossible 'til it happens, I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic
[04:20.35]That taught me first, no seconds to wast, only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face
[04:25.09]**** you think she doin' over here watchin' Netflix
[04:27.43]Beard game might just let it grow don to my neckless
[04:29.53]I don't hope for for wins, I expect it, adrenaline in me like it got injected
[04:34.36]My girl said I got communication issues, no I don't
[04:37.06]I just don't like sharin' all my problems more than the results
[04:39.20]I bring the plan back to my team, tell them go wild
[04:41.69]God, body, my physique, and my profile
[04:44.17]I did every single goal that I wrote down, checked it off, it's old now
[04:48.05]And that's shit give me chills, ****, I gotta take yours
[04:49.90]I'm the originator, make it then, I make more written in stone, you can't forge
[04:52.97]You ain't on my level even if we in the same buildin' on the same floor
[04:56.06]Oh, boy, black out, dought boy, cash out, Payroll, contract maxed out
[04:59.74]Cash Kidd, cash cow, tapped in, now can't tap out
[05:02.19]Bitch keep thinkin' I'm sleepin', it's Tony on the monitor
[05:04.70]I see your ass creepin' in
[05:06.45]Little bitch, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't exist, you get the gist?
[05:08.98]**** a cease and desist, they shootin' up seats in exits
[05:10.33]Throwin' plays to my bros, I'm leadin' the league in assists
[05:12.81]Hop scotch, black top, I ain't been skippin' a step since
[05:14.96]Realest stays, 'Zilla every day, bitch, I might just change my profession
[05:18.29]Got so many rainy days, it changed my complexion
[05:20.20]Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection
[05:22.98]I turned out to be the man that I manifested
[05:25.07]**** the bullshit, I ain't here to make friends, can't get boo with me
[05:31.32]Since an adolescence I was ignorant up in school, trippin'
[05:34.00]Pistol at my desk, I was sittin' up in school with it
[05:36.04]Put your bitch hand in my corner pocket, play pool with it
[05:38.93]She gon' eat the ditch, both balls licked, and do it to me
[05:42.56]AIn't go to college, I ain't want no pussy nigga roamin' with me
[05:45.43]Still could've went to college, Sada ain't no fool, nigga
[05:47.42]Every clip we got extended, yellow perkies look like minions
[05:49.95]Put Church's Chicken on you, nigga scrap, them boys do for half a biscuit
[05:52.34]You know I like the burner, but I'll beat your ass to shit personally
[05:53.08]Hit a nigga in his shit with this .50 or .30 do
[05:55.65]Name a nigga out of the D as solid as me
[06:00.88]I unlocked a lot of dollars, nigga, knowledge is key
[06:03.86]I did it all without a college degree
[06:06.71]I went from hottest signed artists Don the to G
[06:08.42]Street lord, rock bottom, Godfather and P
[06:10.45]D-Boy, rockwiller Sean, Sada and Tee
[06:12.72]Standin' on the corner, three days, phone is on Motorola prepaid
[06:15.28]Theodora or a Fold Ellesses, these are ordered from the older East Bay
[06:18.33]She either rollin' with the owners or the lease
[06:22.28]A kind man knows a blind man hold grudges
[06:24.96]A wise man knows a wise man knows nothin
[06:27.01]I thought I told you mother****ers I ain't need a budget
[06:29.41]I ride with them guys that society begrudges
[06:31.61]We been thuggin' worldwide, got arenas buzzin'
[06:33.87]We survived gettin' fronted by Ilinea's cousin
[06:36.04]Before you could sell like Cole and O'Dell, or go NFL, be Kobe or Kells
[06:40.06]The plight of the rich is to throw you in jail
[06:42.85]The fight has been fixed since the openin' bell
[06:45.01]And you know who postin' your bail, who promotin' your L
[06:47.93]Who be hoping you fail, nigga, Oprah and Gayle
[06:49.63]Ignore the hate, show the world that we love the opps
[06:52.49]Call the aura great while they make great wrestle docs'
[06:54.79]Nah
[07:08.21]Bitch, you have never said a clever line ever
[07:11.17]You mudering in the booth is the furthest thing from the truth
[07:14.09]Rest assured, I'ma treat this booth like I'm pealin' off the plastic
[07:17.02]On a pill bottle, I'm tearin' the ceilin' off
[07:19.42]Ripping rappers like they were wrapped in saran, ditch 'em
[07:22.23]I'm strapped up with ammunition and single handedly takin' over the game
[07:24.86]Like I had an actual hand missing, but I only need on to clap
[07:28.01]Animal ambition, the only ****in' way that your strapped is for cash
[07:31.96]Wish you could slap in the damn clip in that mother****in imaginary handgun you're bandishin'
[07:36.12]Bitch, if you pull up with the stick it's a car with a manual transmission
[07:40.50]Chances of loadin' one that I will overcome, my bipolar one
[07:43.25]Voodoo dolls, I'm just pokin' fun, pins to me are like loades guns
[07:46.00]When I'm holdin' one, if I'm just fiddlin' with it
[07:47.81]This mother****er discharges like me checkin' myself out of the ****ing mental hospital
[07:51.38]And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it
[07:54.24]It feels like i'm bein' belittled by midgets
[07:56.24]It's like holding a nuke or a damn bazooka and walkin' right up the middle of little kids ****ing pillow fight with it
[08:00.51]You want smoke? I'm like hookah
[08:03.28]Man, I remember back when I used to get jumped for my ****ing Pumas
[08:05.97]Run home and go **** my room up
[08:07.41]These streets will try to vacuum you up
[08:09.41]That's why the avenue where I grew up was 8 Mile nad hoover (What?)
[08:12.54]'Cause it sucked like a Rumba, but even if I would've went indie route
[08:14.77]I don't have any doubt I would still get blown like a swindy out
[08:16.81]Shoot 'til the clip is emptied out
[08:18.03]This is the beginnin' of endin', but I'll put another clip in and spit these rounds
[08:20.46]If I dig deep down, but I'm in my bag like Fendi
[08:22.01]Who am I offending now?
[08:23.32]Got so many ****ing detractors, feels like i'm gettin' plowed
[08:25.91]Had to put my money on a diet, I got too many pounds
[08:28.55]You would think I'm turnin' pages the way that I'm flippin' paper
[08:31.12]Middle fingers, them bitches get to waivn' like friendly neigbors
[08:33.59]I'm talkin' loot like I'm riotin', thing is so big it can't fit the entire thing through a tire swing
[08:37.06]But I don't think it would be logic to say I'm retirin'
[08:40.36]But I should say "Bye, bye" earthlings, 'cause I'm back from Uranus
[08:43.45]****ing up this grinding beat
[08:45.06]I took the pain and learned how to put that shit into a song
[08:47.53]You listen for flaws and strip it and try to pick it apart
[08:49.11]So, when I am rippin', it's hard to tell where the impetus
[08:50.90]Really because how I feel about amateurs with the bitch that you are
[08:52.93]Like I never had to get my clothes at ****ing St. Vincent de Paul
[08:55.46]Like I don't make sure every sentence and bar with a pencil to sharpen, like I'm quick on the draw
[08:57.84]So, win that Pulitzer Price like Kendrick Lamar
[09:00.12]You need to walk the Yellow Brick Road and find the chick with the dog
[09:02.88]'Cause y'all missing a heart
[09:04.02]Plus your bitch is giving out brain like The Wizard of Oz
[09:05.49]This shit is like sitting in the principal office, getting scalded for skipping
[09:07.60]Y'all got detention, while I'm severe like Benzo withdrawal
[09:09.51]Bitch, your skin's gonna crawl
[09:10.72]I'm invincible, I've been through it all, like I never thought about just ending it
[09:13.59]Until I got pissed off and put a fist through the wall
[09:14.83]While my back was against, now I rap like I'm possessed
[09:16.61]That's nine-tenths of the law