Bel Air歌词
作词 : Rick Ross
作曲 : Rick Ross
This is the very best of the best
This is top shelf the
Caviar of hip hop
Bel Air
Bel Air Will Smith
Black bottles chill s*it
Bad ******* all present
Raw presence dog clever
Gold dog tags tatted up
Tank tops young ******
Living fabolous
Cali hills Cali ****
Nipsey give a ***** tree by the OZ
Tripping if you think
I'm slipping lil ***** please
Looking at the father of
The southern renaissance
Elevators in the crib on the intercom
Fully automatic weapons
But don't get along
Got my hands on some money
You better get you some
90210 got on my raging bulls
Cole chilling paid in full
Now I got the juice *******
Keep it G with me
At the kings game but
I got the heat with me
Ten stacks you can't even
Take a seat with me
Paparazi taking pics of
The freaks with me
Got a crib full of thugs
Out in bel air
In the room full of lungs
I can smell air
On another phone call
Another mil there
Got a clang down in china
And it's real there
You know they keep it real there
And you know we do the same here
Bel Air Fresh Prince
Jazzy Jeff forty bricks
Uncle Phil he was never there
Now we got the baddest
******* laying everywhere
Call your friends over poetic justice
Janet Jackson braids time
To show me something
Introduce you to my cousin M
Maybe we could shoot a film
To all my jewish friends l'chaim
Bel Air Fresh Prince
Gold bottles excellent
Shout out to young Hov my first deal
The transaction my first meal
Island Def Jam paradise
Yacht club sacrifice
Custom clothes killing
Hoes tag me Rae Carruth
Rumors of being rich which
Is really the truth
This ***** smooth like
I'm Tony Gwynn
Out in vegas Mally Mall
With a couple friends
They say traps want they suckers back
I'm out in Bel Air *****
Where the **** you been
Black bottles bubbling
Black ******* white
******* all loving him
Jewish mob I'm a Moscowitz
You can ask Todd my accomplices
Confident by my many accomplishments
I'm big timing other ****** incompetent
Aguilera Christine
Same thing thing I charge
For the sixteen
Bel Air Fresh Prince
Jazzy Jeff forty bricks
Uncle Phil he was never there
Now we got the baddest
******* laying everywhere
Call your friends over poetic justice
Janet Jackson braids time
To show me something
Introduce you to my cousin M
Maybe we could shoot a film