Elm Street (Explicit) 歌詞
Elm Street (Explicit) - Jimmy Wopo
Written by：Jimmy Wopo
Uh huh uh
One thirteen nine seven n**ga
A legend was made n**ga
Uh
Tune the f**k in
Turn me up n**ga
Lord forgive me for my sins
Real sh*t
Out here gang bangin' I was born in the nineties
'Bout eleven twelve when I first decided
What the f**k I'ma claim who the f**k I'ma ride with
B**ch I'm Eight Block for life so I got that sh*t tatted
T'd up on these n**gas like the offensive lineman
Youngin clockin' out I was putting that time in
N**gas steady hating 'cause they jumped in behind me
I said f**k it get this money I'ma kill 'em with kindness
Shit was adding up now it's starting to minus
Used to shoot it out it was easy to find us
Now we getting older it's just homework and science
Before I come up out the crib I gotta peep through the blinds
Rocked jeans and my Nikes in the 'jects shooting dice
Lil Deck to my left
Top Dawg to my right
Pull up to the light double cup with some ice
Glock 17 if I don't up it quick 'gainst them that's my life
In the hood where I'm from you go through sh*t you don't like
If your daddy was a rat then your ass is a mice
Go get your brother get your cousin n**gas taking your bike
It's Jimmy Wop he offed an opp don't make me do this sh*t twice
One two make me come up out that roof
Three four better watch that back door
Five six b**ch we finna do a hit
Seven eight hundred shots in my AK
Nine ten you can't see behind the tint
Lord forgive me for my sins
Lord forgive me for my sins
Lord forgive me for my sins
I got n**gas throwing bricks for free
I got n**gas doing hits for cheap
Make it thunder n**ga OKC
On McScary with my killers n**ga free KD
Used to be my friends now they my enemies
Since elementary knew I'll see penitentiaries
Been a bad lil n**ga no common sense for me
I ain't never had sh*t up under the Christmas tree
It's a mystery Scooby Doo
Uzi made 'em do the hula hoop
Choppa make 'em chicken noodle soup
I got some hitters like to toot and boot
Rubber handle f**k a ransom n**ga no fruit
Donkey Kong clips let that banana shoot
On my Pokémon sh*t I let it peek at you
Spin blocks spin back again that sh*t like Deja Vu
One two make me come up out that roof
Three four better watch that back door
Five six b**ch we finna do a hit
Seven eight hundred shots in my AK
Nine ten you can't see behind the tint
Lord forgive me for my sins
Lord forgive me for my sins
Lord forgive me for my sins