收聽Bodega Bamz的Bring Em Out (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Bring Em Out (Explicit)

Bodega Bamz, Flatbush Zombies2016年4月20日

Bring Em Out (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Tour bus looking like a brothel

Catching more bodies than hostel

Flatbush Zombies put money in my pocket

If it's war against them I'ma pop

Word like a pastor

Kid from the ghetto listenin' to heavy metal Rock rolled in my sock

Ain't never been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls

Locked 3 mils in the n***a what

P***y at noon got me feeling brand new

When the sun come down I'm leaving

F**k I look like A fool

Throwing shade like cool B***h don't wake me up I'm dreamin'

Puff puff pass that's old school

I'm getting yesterdays paper that's old you

The way I'm programmed I never hold hands

Straight business first class never the coach

I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat

Hand to hand on instagram picture the post

N***a picture me broke I got a picture of henny

I know my liver be ready for adios

I'm a shore thing I don't coast call

I mean we all kings but there's one god

There's one Allah there's one Jah Bless

Bring em out bring em out

P***y a*s n***as bring em out bring em out Bring em out bring em out

Lyin' a*s n***as bring em out bring em out Now I pose for pictures Can't f**k with you be more specific

Toss me light when you beg forgiveness

I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance

N***as do it all for the paper

Institution was made then strewn to little girls and boys

But now the world is yours my n***a please

I done gross over a hundred G's

That's a lot of of money still I'm screamin' f**k the police

In my motions I can't pretend that I'm different than you

But n***a listen then pay attention when I make a move

Vision blurred I don't see no deterrence

But seeing the same n***as then saying the same words Puffin' the same flavor

My n***as is Tan Boys original delegators

We ripping the floor panel then

With a matter of force we go and handle you boys

We only

Nobody ever gave a f**k about us You never believed

Can't believe they f**king doubted now they can see

Child of the corn Darko freak off the leash rather unique who art thou Van Gogh Randy Savage on beats

Pitbull if you break in my house he bark wild f**k you talkin' bout

Lil n***a I spark proud pop a band throw up bread you should learned it by now make 'em say ugh

Then

Then it's get to steppin' I'm kickin' pamela out

Get to steppin

That tommy hold a lot of slugs might be a hundred rounds

Them flatbush n***as a shmurda ya rusty tre pounds

Shoot you an throw it in the air like a cap and gown

I demand the throne and the crown tell 'em I want it now

Ha

Hair swingin' when I'm shootin' like O-Dog in that movie

Zombie gang fully lucid Bathing Ape fully draped knuckle it behind bars like a prisoner in cage

Johnny cage black shades hit off half yo face

My orange box cutter make the world rotate

My orange box cutter make the world rotate

I need a honor roll for this s**t I need a honor roll for this s**t

Thank the lawd it's lit thank the lawd it's lit

Flatbush Tan Boy stylin'

All my n***as get lit like a chalice all my n***as get lit like a chalice

Cookies in my blunt Liquor in my gut you n***as up

I'm on top of the world like Randy says

So high so high like East L A

Feelin' unstoppable every bone and my particles

And they said it's impossible for a black young man to kill this s**t

For a tan young man to kill this s**t

So more or less I do my thing do my thing

No stress smoke green

Bring em out bring em out

P***y a*s n***as bring em out bring em out Bring em out bring em out

Lyin' a*s n***as bring em out bring em out Bring em out bring em out

P***y a*s n***as bring em out bring em out

Bring em out bring em out

Where the h*es where the h*es

Bring em out bring em out