Criminology 2.5
Aiyo, Rae, aiyo, Rae, check it out, yo
Let me go in there one more time and air these nig**s out
For old times sake, you know how we do, my nig'
Old times sake, just for me, man, one more time, I'm begging you
Let me just go in, and just fly on these ni**s heads, man
It's what I'm talking about
It's like a body in a project hallway, who did it?
Who's the next ni*** that sucked the snit-ich
That's my word, it could never be me
You see the deer head on the living room wall, like his neck fell off
That can be all sculptured and glazed with gloss
Call the shots that Bill Belichick would call
Snake ni*** slither all in the glass house, racial slurs
When it's time to go to war, they cash out
Throw 'em in the rear-naked choke, they tap out
Ni*** try to surround the kid, I backed out
And threw two rocks at 'em, watching the ho drop
I'm from a place where we locking the low Glocks
Yellowtape, the bodies, jiggy and road blocks
Got the towels up in the air, it's so hot
Talking bout Staten Island, profiling
Switchblade city, the goons is wilding
Escape from my slums, ni***, you got talent
And we don't want the fifth of 'yac, we want the gallon
Vacate black, bust gats, wherever we at
You all that, hit 'em in the chest, we fall back
I got mines, ni***, where yours at?
We call that, raw rap, got fiends in front of my door mat
That Witty Unpredictable fly shit, drive-by shit
These the ni***s I ride with
And we gon' get cake, y'all, as soon as this pie split
Smacking up the dry snitch, ni**, you my b*tch
Somebody put Tical on 'em, matter fact put Tical on 'em
One suuu, Staten Isle on 'em
I bank roll, I break codes, and I ain't trynna catch another case, case closed
Give me my crown, cuz I deserve it, real dudes giving me pounds
But not too close though, the semis' around
B*tches, running they mouth, goons, running your gate
My team running the block, cops running my plates
Well fvck that, Criminology rap
Ni*** hate, I hate back, floating in the flyest Maybach, ni***
Criminology 2.5LRC歌词
[00:02.162] Aiyo, Rae, aiyo, Rae, check it out, yo
[00:05.090] Let me go in there one more time and air these nig**s out
[00:07.992] For old times sake, you know how we do, my nig'
[00:11.093] Old times sake, just for me, man, one more time, I'm begging you
[00:14.337] Let me just go in, and just fly on these ni**s heads, man
[00:17.736] It's what I'm talking about
[00:18.786]
[00:19.216] It's like a body in a project hallway, who did it?
[00:21.961] Who's the next ni*** that sucked the snit-ich
[00:24.064] That's my word, it could never be me
[00:25.778] You see the deer head on the living room wall, like his neck fell off
[00:28.867] That can be all sculptured and glazed with gloss
[00:31.157] Call the shots that Bill Belichick would call
[00:33.619] Snake ni*** slither all in the glass house, racial slurs
[00:36.476] When it's time to go to war, they cash out
[00:38.529] Throw 'em in the rear-naked choke, they tap out
[00:40.813] Ni*** try to surround the kid, I backed out
[00:43.401] And threw two rocks at 'em, watching the ho drop
[00:45.809] I'm from a place where we locking the low Glocks
[00:48.041] Yellowtape, the bodies, jiggy and road blocks
[00:50.420] Got the towels up in the air, it's so hot
[00:52.753] Talking bout Staten Island, profiling
[00:55.667] Switchblade city, the goons is wilding
[00:57.614] Escape from my slums, ni***, you got talent
[01:02.106] And we don't want the fifth of 'yac, we want the gallon
[01:02.488]
[01:02.964]
[01:07.336] Vacate black, bust gats, wherever we at
[01:09.429] You all that, hit 'em in the chest, we fall back
[01:11.790] I got mines, ni***, where yours at?
[01:13.650] We call that, raw rap, got fiends in front of my door mat
[01:16.488] That Witty Unpredictable fly shit, drive-by shit
[01:19.234] These the ni***s I ride with
[01:20.728] And we gon' get cake, y'all, as soon as this pie split
[01:23.074] Smacking up the dry snitch, ni**, you my b*tch
[01:25.410] Somebody put Tical on 'em, matter fact put Tical on 'em
[01:29.350] One suuu, Staten Isle on 'em
[01:31.204] I bank roll, I break codes, and I ain't trynna catch another case, case closed
[01:34.757] Give me my crown, cuz I deserve it, real dudes giving me pounds
[01:38.206] But not too close though, the semis' around
[01:39.869] B*tches, running they mouth, goons, running your gate
[01:42.408] My team running the block, cops running my plates
[01:45.013] Well fvck that, Criminology rap
[01:46.808] Ni*** hate, I hate back, floating in the flyest Maybach, ni***
