收聽shyne(歐美)的Commission (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Commission (Explicit)

shyne(歐美)2020年12月11日

Commission (Explicit) 歌詞

 

From cuttin solid purico to stack fritos

Went from grams to kilos

Mac in one hand in the other hand grands and c notes

Game got my eyes wider than a 430 buggy

No tellin what the f**k I'll do for this money

Stay posted up close with killers and cut throats

The thoroughest b***hes who in they p***y stuff coke

As I cook and cut coke with the bakin soda arm and hammer

Palmin hammers

Think you crazy n***a my cliques bananas

Takin over with the mafia

Hittin n***as for they bricks like gracias

The cockiest its obvious its me he who

Confront frontin n***as like you want it well n***a me too

What the f**k I'm callin your bluff n***as act like they stopped

Makin guns after they made yours

I'm sponsored by the nra doa rules

Grin and stand over your coffin like hey you

Tell the devil I'm comin keep it hot

For now I got my eyes on a billboard spot

Don't stop

Die for it

Take the stand lie for it

Blow trial get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin or snitchin

Rather swim with the fishn

Mothaf**ka respect it the commission

First 4 lines with jamaican accent

I buy and sell bricks with my n***a p d

Down with the team called b b e

Now if you want to join the team you know you must see me

Buy ya can't talk to feds or d**k r I d

Its a cold world baby boy f**k it I'm colder

Animals on my back keep my warm my armor

Frank lucas persona warmin coke up in the sauna

Let me warn ya trip against my team yous a goner

Infact its drastic

A couple million in the mattress

With a safe d**k I say f**k taxes

Rather endulge in duct tape pig tie tactics

Crime pays

N***a nine hundred and ninety nine ways

My destinys vague will I survive or blow trial

Lay shot up puff cryin in denial

While my enemies smile buried in style

Gucci suits and cufflings

Sneakin d**gs through heavens customs

Pop pop pop warning shot whos to blame

Shyne mothaf**ka don't forget the name

Stretch the caine to cop the house and the plane

Till my massacre slain

Brains hang from the window of my range

F**k the feds 2 green and one red

Firm tight hold the dice in this game of life

Aces suffice

Papers a must

Fallen angels and angel dust

My team do dirt to avoid layin in the dust

Million dollar portraits in my fortress

Of course its po

Bloodstainin aeroplanin four hundred horses slow

Platinum cable round table so all the bosses know

I'm takin over

Cause they coke got too much bakin soda

They say money ain't everything

You f**kin right n***a its the only thing

In God we trust the holy thing

I look into my enemys eye

 

Let em know you play fly you go out kennedy style