收聽Three 6 Mafia的On Some Chrome (Explicit Album Version)歌詞歌曲

On Some Chrome (Explicit Album Version)

Three 6 Mafia2010年2月10日

On Some Chrome (Explicit Album Version) 歌詞

Goin' on

 

Hypnotize minds

 

Three 6 mafia

 

Featuring UGK

 

Rest in peace Pimp C

 

Hold up

I got put this on that chrome

Gettin' paid motherf**ker

Candy drip off that chrome

On them things motherf**ker

 

22 inches on that chrome

 

Grippin' grain motherf**ker

 

They don't leave us alone

Cocine motherf**ker

Now let the pain begin I'm born and bred off in the city of sin

The dirty dime know that off in Memphis Ten

With my dudes gettin' throwed stuff that white up they nose

Take that kush break it down sprinkle meth on the low

With my homies ridin' high with bump in the back

Sometimes my rap with a body back

Every click in the club our side ain't jokin'

In the parking lot I toke we smokin'

And we smash out dog barkin' under the bumper

Ten cars deep got it sounding like some thunder

 

Riding 28's UGK in the back

 

And the smoke still blowin' out the barrel of the gat

First day I got out the slave plantation

My n***as and my b**ches gave me a donation

Next day bought a spur sliver not black

Look at me and that yay in that candy red lac

And all I can remember I was draped in stones

Everyday I drive a Bentley now look at the grows

Bun B the hopin' out the slab 100 carrot jewelry

Ready to protect it baby strapped up with my toolery

Boys like to play but I ain't with that Tom foolery

I lay 'em down quick that's just the old school in me

They don't wanna see a ni**a go I might not come back

When I beat 'em down like a Paul and Juicy J track

 

Its the first of the month I wanna stunt so playa I'ma kick it

Straight to the car lot this Cadillac I gotta flip it

And I ain't playin' with stress I just unzip and hit it

And I ain't payin' for all the w**d ni**a we gotta split it

Wanna hood ride then you ridin' with a bounce

 

I got them suicide doors 26's on the front

 

That patron and that goose I drink it from the hip

Cause I'm always at the bar that's why all my money spent

I'm the trap man trap man

Lookin' for a girl with fine cap man cap man

Fallin' in the club you know I'm rollin' I'm rollin'

 

 

I feel like santa clause I bring the h*es in the h*es in