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Chinese New Year [Clean]
作詞:T Gozney, A F Porter, Gene Elliott Jr Thornton, Terrance Thornton, Pharrell L Williams
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat
Mask on face, *** in hand I was in and out of homes like the Orkin man Never listen to my parents like an orphan man Strong finger on the trigger like it's dwarf's hands
Confiscate goodies like Repo Man Sam Make n**** kick that can, fall victim to the klick klack klan My vixen eat ya face, like ya she Ms. Pac Many wish her command, uh ADT's ain't stop me, simple like ABC's Snip cut game just as easy as 1 2 3, breaking an entry so elementary
Get what the hustlers get for trying to do what the hustlers do Give up the cash 'fore I turn you cookie monster blue And your man and them for trying to be hustlers too Earnie and Bert, I bet them *** holes burning and hurt
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat
Let's play cops and robbers and watch Heckler and Koch turn cops to martyrs 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 As well as n***** wit plots to rob us Try me, I'll turn this motherf***** into shuttas
Wit them 911's revin' Gunfire leave brethren remains like 9/11 And get the sounds of rounds dispensing That clack up make 'em back up like it's invisible fencing
When I picture bits and pieces of bone chip and flesh It tears me to pieces Cooperate, escaping useless, trust me I'm your friend I will talk you through this
Trick or treat n***** wit hoods want the goods I feel like Robin Hood when I share it wit my hood Don't forget, he who plays hero gets hit Don't let the 9 mill riddle your wits smarty pants
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat
Sympathy? I feel none, when you hear that humming, common sense To take a duck and get the f*** outta harms way Your dying would absolutely make my day Why he had to go look who, but he wasn't so he got betrayed
This is what I did to him, now you will see to him Hurried out his crib, before that took everything [Incomprehensible] Let the boy [Incomprehensible]
If I didn't get you right you better hold your *** tight When we meet in the afterlife, cold chain I'm the black one that bleed Rosco P, young G, I don't speak I just squeeze 97 P will make you drop to your knees
Before you know it, you'll be floating to a better place your soul feeling free I'm young, black and I just don't give a f*** Big gun on my waist, drugs in the trunk Sitting high in a truck, call me luck, compress me
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year
Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat Brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, brat, ka-ka-kat, kat
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