ฟังเพลงMy Sub (Pt. 2: The Jackin') (Album Version|Explicit)

My Sub (Pt. 2: The Jackin') - Big K.R.I.T.

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop

My rims chop chop while my bass knock

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

Young grizzle I'm back again

Old school and I'm backing out

Country boy still rep that rep that

Hit the bass and I'm acting out

On the ave with a bad b**ch stacking clouds

Show a pimp what that a** about

In the parking lot deep while the whole world sleep

Pouring out evenness til I'm passing out

Gotta keep my eyes open cause I heard that five scoping

For the car with the big a** sub

And the top chopped off so I drive slowly

F**king banging in the back wood like a lac'

Should with the lights bright windows tinted

Stopped at the gas station for a bag of chips

A fountain drink and some peppermints just to freshen up

Shanty say she down to f**k

But we gotta make a move cause it's after 2

And her man is the type to bust

She frightened of me but I ain't though

Now she wonder what she came for

But I ain't tripping no place I ain't even gonna flip

Over another niggle b**ch move over to the next

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop

My rims chop chop while my bass knock

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I still got my sub ho jamming on that drug flow

King Kong's in my trunk in a fight

With my thump better let my sub go

Shanty in the front seat proceed to get high as f**k

She ain't worried about her man no more

Hell he don't know how to treat his ho

That niggle never ever slam no doors

I thought I saw some light but I'm tripping

I gotta bust this right fore I miss it

I hit the super 8 because it's super late

And she know the way and I dig it

All in my ear have no fear says she wanna f**k with me

Well I oldster that's all good while

She grip my wood but a pimp don't f**k for free

She laughed and answered her phone I swear it's 3 in the morn'

Like who could that be she looked at me like he won't leave me alone

Well that's a damn shame he don't know my name

And I ain't got no time witty folks

Lets just get this room and do what we do

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still got my sub ho ho

I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop

My rims chop chop while my bass knock

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars

I still got my sub ho ho