Eli (Explicit) 歌詞
Ooh you a fool for this one
Yeah this for them thug n***as you heard me
Oh
We all got them trials and tribulations
Slatt
We all got a lotta n***as hatin'
Winners circle
But you know we gotta capitalize off that s**t
You hear me
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
B***h I really be rappin' all my n***as really be trappin'
You hear me
But tell me what's the difference though
This for Lil Ben
Ben
Shootout anywhere you know that we with it
I done did it again
Again
This for them n***as that post in them trenches
Yeah
They callin' again
YoungBoy the money good he right here I'ma zip him
I'm fallin' again
That's my n***a if he down I'ma lift him
Roll up a 'gar start up the car let's get off in some s**t
Montana say he think somebody snitchin' in the clique
This s**t ain't playin'
Ain't no tellin' how worser can it get
Can it get
Let it play out 'cause if it's true then I'ma split his s**t
Bow
I cut his water short I put that on my soul
On my soul
We get it in how we live they don't know
They don't know
Death at the corner devil on me my heart cold
My heart cold
Heard these n***as want it grab the gutter time to roll
Skrrt
Creep through the house
We let out shots the first minute we see 'em
Bow bow bow
MAC with a suppressor once I bust it
They'll never hear 'em
Pew pew
B***h we really steppin' he want pressure I wouldn't wanna be him
'Til that n***a die I open fire every time I see him
Ran off with w**d I told Black Bo that we gon' get 'em though
Every day I'm runnin' with some hittas straight up out that four
Really big B livin' sellin' d**gs right up off the porch
Play 'round with my money squeeze his neck until he ****in' choke
'Bout it Black Bo slapped the ****out the n***a that ratted on me
Got these tats in my face and I scream NBA
What the ****do you mean it's tatted on me
I'ma post in the Nawf with a TEC up on me
I'ma walk through the mall with a check up on me
Got a gun where my waist at you know I don't play that
I want a n***a for to take it from me
I heard these p***y n***as hatin' on me
I guess that he pray to the devil
Yeah
They know that we stay 'bout whatever
Yeah
If he play then you know we gon' stretch him
Yeah
I'm runnin' with some cold steppers
Steppers
They don't got no mind they reckless
They reckless
Say he gon' rob me you know I won't let him
Yeah
Stay with that Glock and you know I'm a felon
Pum pow pum pum
This for Lil Ben
Yeah
Shootout anywhere you know that we with it
I done did it again
Yeah
This for them n***as that post in them trenches
Post in the trenches
They callin' again
YoungBoy the money good he right here I'ma zip him
I'm fallin' again
That's my n***a if he down I'ma lift him
Roll up a 'gar start up the car let's get off in some s**t
Montana say he think somebody snitchin' in the clique
This s**t ain't playin' ain't no tellin' how worser can it get
Ooh
Let it play out 'cause if it's true then I'ma split his s**t
Grra