[00:00.00] 作词 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Geno Gitas
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:02.9]We were already checkin' out though
[00:02.44]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:05.43]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:08.3]Chill aight, chill aight?
[00:09.60][Chorus]
[00:09.87]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[00:13.10]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game
[00:15.77]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing
[00:18.53]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[00:21.38]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[00:24.21]**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
[00:27.34]All by myself, hop out when the door swing
[00:30.22]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[00:32.50][Verse 1]
[00:32.86]Tell me who you rockin' with so we can hit their block and spin it
[00:35.39]Hang with the opposites, then he gon' hear that choppa' spittin'
[00:38.25]Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it
[00:39.97]Splash at his top and split it
[00:41.10]Max love to hop out, hittin'
[00:42.35]Masked up with all my villains
[00:44.4]Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
[00:46.90]Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
[00:49.66]Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
[00:52.37]Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
[00:55.20][Chorus]
[00:55.49]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[00:58.10]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game
[01:00.62]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing
[01:03.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:06.40]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:09.13]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:11.90]All by myself, hop out when the door swing
[01:14.90]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[01:17.36][Verse 2]
[01:17.75]I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
[01:20.21]Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
[01:23.6]Hop out with that glizzy, turnin' blocks, you went just you and I
[01:25.84]I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys
[01:28.80]We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up
[01:31.69]We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns
[01:34.36]I won't drop a diss, I tell them shooters slide, wet 'em up
[01:37.15]My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
[01:39.61][Chorus]
[01:39.90]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[01:42.94]He in that cell, ****in' with the dope game
[01:45.78]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing
[01:48.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:51.21]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:53.81]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:57.12]All by myself, hop out when the door swing
[01:59.74]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[02:02.69][Outro]
[02:03.15]Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[02:07.24]Choppa Adele, love the way that pole sing