Dollaz & Sense (Freestyle) (Feat. Childish Gambino)
*****, I'm from Compton, what up Quik? You my *****, bro
Doin' 80 up Figuero', condition is critical
I can't get caught slippin'
By my foes or the po's, boy I've been sippin'
Shoutout to my ***** Villain nana crippin' even on cell day
Big Nick, Ludolph, Bird Nose, and LJ
Dice games on a 102nd and Main
I lose I hit, come back, then try to crack 'em again
Way before I hit the traffickin' game
Nowadays I'm just traffickin' game, you better get some
Get out the way 'fore I hit somethin', erhhh, pop
I love drivin' ***** ****** crazy
Eat a bowl of s**t 'fore a ***** ***** play me
Ballin', ***** try to play me
Kobe, KDs are laced up, in the club Aced up
Tatted from the waist up, **** like a straight slut
Nah-ah-ah-ah-ah, that's for real
And ho I don't need a pill
Independent gettin' skrilla, I don't need a deal
Bank'll kill at will, two sec, need Benadryl
And a ***** been this ill for a long time
You p***ies want a problem, get in that long line
Yeah, that long line, yeah, yeah, a long line
Run it wrong, you'll be done in six seconds, no Vine
Tell your ho to come over, she'll be there in no time
Like she watchless, it's Showtime, ho watch this
If I call you for me to come over I'm coming to stick
Chopsticks, pull it out she lock lips
Yeah, let me hit it bare then I might get her some head
Lick her for some paper, I'mma do it like a dare
Diamond Lane the Gang, and I bang it like a snare
On God, bow down to no man
I'm a bar, no Rosanne, El Segando to Rosecrans
Reppin', Westside steppin'
Eastside mind state with three K's, Andre
I'm an outcast, honey mmm in the house stash
We'll just take you out for the right cash
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no date
Birthday love cakes as much as Boog loves Satan
You got served, in every way possible
S**t get hostile, I get colder than a hospital
So don't be bangin' under false pretense
‘Cause if it don't make dollars, it don't make sense, boy!
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Yeah)
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (What?)
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (‘Cause I ain't playin' with your punk ass, boy)
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Diamond Lane, Money Gang, everything we run it)
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (What up, Problem?)
Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince (What?)
Now look who came up in this *****
Mister look like s**t, but I know he rich
Get at me, I thought you *********** be happy
But they not ‘cause they took a back seat like a taxi
I'm a latch key kid, home alone so often
But I had to come back to my Cali like Culkin
I was born out here, then I moved out there
***** check my core, man, this s**t ain't fair
I got a track with Alley Boy, Fredo, and Problem
So you know I'm in the hood just like I'm a cobra
Python, check the app, I'm hangin' with coders
Man that 'Bino goin' off, I thought that I told you
Before the closed and the Crenshaw Mall
I used to date this fly girl with a place in the Dons
We used to cruise Leimert Park in a Beamer
Love a Cali girl so much, have you seen her?
Shout out to Latinas, look at all these hynas
'Bino is the highest, ****** know I'm childish
I be on that Y s**t, and she down to roll
Ate her ***** like a sachi teriyaki bowl
Ayo, Problem? (What up?) This a diss track right? (Go ahead)
**** you, **** you - you're cool - you can't rap
You need help, you all industry hype
Most of these ****** aight, none of 'em holdin' a light to me
Wearin' some wifer tees, like it was '93
After the riots, ****** is violent
Sprayed the llama, took the L s**t, wasn't silent, though
Middle finger crossed up, ****** now you know, for real
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Gambino)
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (Yeah)
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (night with real men, for real)
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense ('Cause if it don't make dollars it don't make sense)
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Compton, California, that's where I'm from)
Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince (Diamond!)
]
Dollaz & Sense (Freestyle) (Feat. Childish Gambino)LRC歌词
[00:01.97]
[00:49.10]*****, I'm from Compton, what up Quik? You my *****, bro
[00:51.95]Doin' 80 up Figuero', condition is critical
[00:53.99]I can't get caught slippin'
[00:55.24]By my foes or the po's, boy I've been sippin'
[00:57.62]Shoutout to my ***** Villain nana crippin' even on cell day
[01:00.69]Big Nick, Ludolph, Bird Nose, and LJ
[01:02.87]Dice games on a 102nd and Main
[01:05.09]I lose I hit, come back, then try to crack 'em again
[01:07.40]Way before I hit the traffickin' game
[01:09.64]Nowadays I'm just traffickin' game, you better get some
[01:12.37]Get out the way 'fore I hit somethin', erhhh, pop
[01:14.86]I love drivin' ***** ****** crazy
[01:16.86]Eat a bowl of s**t 'fore a ***** ***** play me
[01:19.25]Ballin', ***** try to play me
[01:21.12]Kobe, KDs are laced up, in the club Aced up
[01:23.79]Tatted from the waist up, **** like a straight slut
[01:26.36]Nah-ah-ah-ah-ah, that's for real
[01:28.40]And ho I don't need a pill
[01:29.85]Independent gettin' skrilla, I don't need a deal
[01:32.48]Bank'll kill at will, two sec, need Benadryl
[01:35.28]And a ***** been this ill for a long time
[01:37.22]You p***ies want a problem, get in that long line
[01:39.69]Yeah, that long line, yeah, yeah, a long line
[01:41.98]Run it wrong, you'll be done in six seconds, no Vine
[01:44.25]Tell your ho to come over, she'll be there in no time
[01:46.51]Like she watchless, it's Showtime, ho watch this
[01:49.18]If I call you for me to come over I'm coming to stick
[01:51.28]Chopsticks, pull it out she lock lips
[01:55.20]Yeah, let me hit it bare then I might get her some head
[01:58.83]Lick her for some paper, I'mma do it like a dare
[02:01.19]Diamond Lane the Gang, and I bang it like a snare
[02:03.53]On God, bow down to no man
[02:05.83]I'm a bar, no Rosanne, El Segando to Rosecrans
[02:08.52]Reppin', Westside steppin'
[02:10.52]Eastside mind state with three K's, Andre
[02:12.82]I'm an outcast, honey mmm in the house stash
[02:15.59]We'll just take you out for the right cash
[02:18.24]And I ain't talkin' 'bout no date
[02:19.71]Birthday love cakes as much as Boog loves Satan
[02:22.18]You got served, in every way possible
[02:24.66]S**t get hostile, I get colder than a hospital
[02:26.90]So don't be bangin' under false pretense
[02:29.01]‘Cause if it don't make dollars, it don't make sense, boy!
[02:31.49]
[02:31.99]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Yeah)
[02:34.01]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (What?)
[02:36.21]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
[02:38.42]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (‘Cause I ain't playin' with your punk ass, boy)
[02:40.85]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Diamond Lane, Money Gang, everything we run it)
[02:43.18]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
[02:45.54]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (What up, Problem?)
[02:47.76]Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince (What?)
[02:49.40]
[02:50.25]Now look who came up in this *****
[02:52.54]Mister look like s**t, but I know he rich
[02:54.78]Get at me, I thought you *********** be happy
[02:57.12]But they not ‘cause they took a back seat like a taxi
[02:59.51]I'm a latch key kid, home alone so often
[03:01.74]But I had to come back to my Cali like Culkin
[03:04.12]I was born out here, then I moved out there
[03:06.48]***** check my core, man, this s**t ain't fair
[03:08.81]I got a track with Alley Boy, Fredo, and Problem
[03:11.14]So you know I'm in the hood just like I'm a cobra
[03:13.38]Python, check the app, I'm hangin' with coders
[03:15.69]Man that 'Bino goin' off, I thought that I told you
[03:18.06]Before the closed and the Crenshaw Mall
[03:20.36]I used to date this fly girl with a place in the Dons
[03:22.75]We used to cruise Leimert Park in a Beamer
[03:24.83]Love a Cali girl so much, have you seen her?
[03:27.11]Shout out to Latinas, look at all these hynas
[03:29.39]'Bino is the highest, ****** know I'm childish
[03:31.81]I be on that Y s**t, and she down to roll
[03:34.38]Ate her ***** like a sachi teriyaki bowl
[03:36.80]Ayo, Problem? (What up?) This a diss track right? (Go ahead)
[03:39.25]**** you, **** you - you're cool - you can't rap
[03:41.68]You need help, you all industry hype
[03:43.77]Most of these ****** aight, none of 'em holdin' a light to me
[03:46.13]Wearin' some wifer tees, like it was '93
[03:48.79]After the riots, ****** is violent
[03:50.66]Sprayed the llama, took the L s**t, wasn't silent, though
[03:52.85]Middle finger crossed up, ****** now you know, for real
[03:55.49]
[03:55.96]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Gambino)
[03:58.06]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence (Yeah)
[04:00.36]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (night with real men, for real)
[04:02.70]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
[04:04.95]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense ('Cause if it don't make dollars it don't make sense)
[04:07.12]So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
[04:09.50]If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense (Compton, California, that's where I'm from)
[04:11.89]Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince (Diamond!)
[04:19.01]]
