C-racks (录音室版本)歌词
歌手：Rim 专辑：UGANDAN LUNCH MEAT
作词 : Karim Tejada
作曲 : Karim Tejada/T2 Music
The first time I about c- racks/ he was hitting on my mom's then had her kidnapped in the trap/ in the mental/ she had him around I never met Duke/ just know he had the foulest odor whenever he came thru/ he had her gone for weeks that turned to months/ he even had people on my block fam ****ed up/ I still never met just know that I want to dead em/ i was only 11 and my lil sister was 7/ but mom dukes left him cold turkey for good/ never relapsed back and bought a house in the hood/ but shit he was around/ when i met him gave head nods never a pound/ I saw the way he got down/ he was still running heavy in the hood/ controlled everything that he touched/ he made you lust for the rush/ for bucks had niggas selling All they goods/ doing dirty those that they love/ and in out of them cuffs/ niggas dumbing for copper ripping they own plumbing/ stealing from themselves to barter he keep them coming/attire and kicks is What he bring to the mix/ but if you dealing wit him right he'll show you houses and whips/
he got beat over heat so hard is how he coated/ and he could take extra additives to make him bloated / he keep a firm grip/ but in a minute let off quick/ now you back chasing for the feel of the first hit/
Hook
Ease back ease back cause you don't really wanna go fire up c- racks/ so ease back ease back/if he get a hold of you it's hard fa come back/
Became an apprentice he wasn't for pleasure built for vengeance/ he worked for the letter boys to make a jail sentence/ he from the old school evolved from hanger wire before the soda could light you fire like Richard Pryor/ he hang with celebritys and politicians heavily/ but love minorities him and the hood a entity/ pops used to take his twin sis on the road/ a few whiff's/ only thing he stopping for is the tolls/got baptized and resurrected from cold water/ and if he ain't dry off that'll lighten your order/
adjacent to them hustler's in the days inn/ he keep a couple shooters In case they trying to take him/ his cousin Ron give it up worse they try to compete/ but most times both done dirty with feet/ he playing for keeps even tho euphorias brief/ OT he never cheap/ tripling off ya re/ you get addicted for how he bring in the chicken/ but if you getting knocked wit him/ you know he snitching/ he'll have you breaking day to get to the next flip/ not making money with him then you binging like netflix/ he was treated the same as Mary jane/ but he rather be sat on steel with a glass frame/ he shady I stop dealing with him he played me/ but we connected I'm a C-Rack baby..
RUCKDOWN
作曲 : Karim Tejada/T2 Music
The first time I about c- racks/ he was hitting on my mom's then had her kidnapped in the trap/ in the mental/ she had him around I never met Duke/ just know he had the foulest odor whenever he came thru/ he had her gone for weeks that turned to months/ he even had people on my block fam ****ed up/ I still never met just know that I want to dead em/ i was only 11 and my lil sister was 7/ but mom dukes left him cold turkey for good/ never relapsed back and bought a house in the hood/ but shit he was around/ when i met him gave head nods never a pound/ I saw the way he got down/ he was still running heavy in the hood/ controlled everything that he touched/ he made you lust for the rush/ for bucks had niggas selling All they goods/ doing dirty those that they love/ and in out of them cuffs/ niggas dumbing for copper ripping they own plumbing/ stealing from themselves to barter he keep them coming/attire and kicks is What he bring to the mix/ but if you dealing wit him right he'll show you houses and whips/
he got beat over heat so hard is how he coated/ and he could take extra additives to make him bloated / he keep a firm grip/ but in a minute let off quick/ now you back chasing for the feel of the first hit/
Hook
Ease back ease back cause you don't really wanna go fire up c- racks/ so ease back ease back/if he get a hold of you it's hard fa come back/
Became an apprentice he wasn't for pleasure built for vengeance/ he worked for the letter boys to make a jail sentence/ he from the old school evolved from hanger wire before the soda could light you fire like Richard Pryor/ he hang with celebritys and politicians heavily/ but love minorities him and the hood a entity/ pops used to take his twin sis on the road/ a few whiff's/ only thing he stopping for is the tolls/got baptized and resurrected from cold water/ and if he ain't dry off that'll lighten your order/
adjacent to them hustler's in the days inn/ he keep a couple shooters In case they trying to take him/ his cousin Ron give it up worse they try to compete/ but most times both done dirty with feet/ he playing for keeps even tho euphorias brief/ OT he never cheap/ tripling off ya re/ you get addicted for how he bring in the chicken/ but if you getting knocked wit him/ you know he snitching/ he'll have you breaking day to get to the next flip/ not making money with him then you binging like netflix/ he was treated the same as Mary jane/ but he rather be sat on steel with a glass frame/ he shady I stop dealing with him he played me/ but we connected I'm a C-Rack baby..
RUCKDOWN
