Gutta - Ace Hood/Trick Daddy.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jackson, Jackson, Long ...
[00:04.44]It's so incredible
[00:05.01]AceYou ain't comin' round here
[00:07.35]Talkin' all that shit
[00:07.89]Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
[00:09.96]I'm a have to come round your way
[00:21.57]****ing I'm real you all too fak
[00:28.05]And a pistol where ya mama stay
[00:33.21]Act like I don't know where you lay
[00:33.96]Betta act right fo'
[00:34.62]I get uptight
[00:34.92]Act up I'm a let the automatic spray(Get 'em)
[00:41.73]Boy, there ya go(Get 'em)
[00:42.24]Boy, there ya go
[00:49.95]Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
[00:50.64]Boy, there you go
[00:50.91]Hol' up with it,
[00:51.27]KhaledDon't let me get 'em
[00:51.84]Gun ****ed, where his cheerin'
[00:52.62]No talk, time to get him
[00:53.28]Fake bitches gonna make me kill hi
[00:57.51]Make his body ***********ver like he naked in a river
[01:02.46]Matter fact
[01:04.20]I'm a leave him in the river
[01:06.00]Come and get him when it's winter
[01:07.77]****ed holla back,
[01:09.12]I'm gutta,
[01:09.45]I done told ya that
[01:09.90]Rock boy ****ing over bag
[01:10.98]Say you movin' them slabs of crack
[01:11.82]See bitches you a lie like
[01:13.23]Pac is back
[01:13.47]Man you bitches all cra
[01:15.45]And you homies won't last'
[01:16.14]Til your somethin' like paper tags
[01:18.57]Don't make me slide the mask
[01:22.50]To save from blast, get his ass
[01:28.71]You ain't comin' round here
[01:29.46]Talkin' all that shit
[01:31.14]Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
[01:37.05]I'm a have to come round your way
[01:44.43]****ing I'm real you all too fak
[01:45.15]And a pistol where ya mama stay
[01:45.90]Act like I don't know where you lay
[01:48.03]Betta act right fo'
[01:48.78]I get uptight
[01:49.98]Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
[01:52.23]Now let me get 'em
[01:55.29]When I walk up in the place
[01:56.31]Put the pace in ya face
[01:57.84]Tell 'em gimme that
[01:59.19]Kicking bitches and they really don't thin
[02:04.08]That I know where they lay duct tape they face
[02:07.50]Pop pop, unload that
[02:09.84]K then we leave em and we find'em in a couple of days
[02:17.13]****ing bitches know where you la
[02:17.73]Actin' like
[02:19.20]I don't know where you stay
[02:20.01]Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya bitches too fak
[02:33.18]Tellin' all the bitches that you move them thangs, what
[02:34.41]Y'ain't 'bout that lie. huh?
[02:39.30]Y'ain't got no stride, naw
[02:40.23]You'nt really grind, leave em in the streets'
[02:41.16]Til the D boys find 'em, dumb bitche
[02:41.97]And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this town
[02:43.92]We gon' g-g-get 'em
[02:44.97]You ain't comin' round here
[02:45.57]Talkin' all that shit
[02:46.29]Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
[02:47.94]I'm a have to come round your way
[02:48.63]****ing I'm real you all too fak
[02:50.01]And a pistol where ya mama stay
[02:51.21]Act like I don't know where you lay
[02:51.81]Betta act right fo'
[02:52.20]I get uptight
[02:52.50]Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
[02:57.93]Now who am
[02:58.17]I? bitches wanna kno
[02:58.62]When I pull up in that rover
[03:00.00]They know that it's over
[03:00.51]Big holes in ya body like coasters
[03:02.10]Creep, creep we deep with soldiers
[03:05.16]Black holster to carry that toaster
[03:06.21]Hot head, now they callin' me folgers
[03:11.70]But still creep in
[03:12.30]Adidas with the heaters, millimeters
[03:13.11]Wanna see where yo family at pop
[03:14.19]Pop just call me ace
[03:15.96]Slump bitches,
[03:16.59]I'm a call you dead
[03:17.04]Click clack now ya
[03:17.70]T-****ing-rt re
[03:18.39]Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included know that
[03:19.47]The clip be hands on, it'll take yo mans on
[03:20.40]Leave his body slumped in the damn yard(Get 'em)
[03:21.30]You ain't comin' round here
[03:21.99]Talkin' all that shit
[03:22.74]Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
[03:29.58]I'm a have to come round your way
[03:34.65]****ing I'm real you all too fak
[03:36.84]And a pistol where ya mama stay
[03:37.71]Act like I don't know where you lay
[03:43.92]Betta act right fo'
[03:44.73]I get uptight
[03:45.09]Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
文本歌词
作曲 : Jackson, Jackson, Long ...
It's so incredible
AceYou ain't comin' round here
Talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
****ing I'm real you all too fak
And a pistol where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo'
I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray(Get 'em)
Boy, there ya go(Get 'em)
Boy, there ya go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy, there you go
Hol' up with it,
KhaledDon't let me get 'em
Gun ****ed, where his cheerin'
No talk, time to get him
Fake bitches gonna make me kill hi
Make his body ***********ver like he naked in a river
Matter fact
I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's winter
****ed holla back,
I'm gutta,
I done told ya that
Rock boy ****ing over bag
Say you movin' them slabs of crack
See bitches you a lie like
Pac is back
Man you bitches all cra
And you homies won't last'
Til your somethin' like paper tags
Don't make me slide the mask
To save from blast, get his ass
You ain't comin' round here
Talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
****ing I'm real you all too fak
And a pistol where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo'
I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
Now let me get 'em
When I walk up in the place
Put the pace in ya face
Tell 'em gimme that
Kicking bitches and they really don't thin
That I know where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload that
K then we leave em and we find'em in a couple of days
****ing bitches know where you la
Actin' like
I don't know where you stay
Runnin' at ya mouth man, ya bitches too fak
Tellin' all the bitches that you move them thangs, what
Y'ain't 'bout that lie. huh?
Y'ain't got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, leave em in the streets'
Til the D boys find 'em, dumb bitche
And they huggin' on the grind in the middle of this town
We gon' g-g-get 'em
You ain't comin' round here
Talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
****ing I'm real you all too fak
And a pistol where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo'
I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
Now who am
I? bitches wanna kno
When I pull up in that rover
They know that it's over
Big holes in ya body like coasters
Creep, creep we deep with soldiers
Black holster to carry that toaster
Hot head, now they callin' me folgers
But still creep in
Adidas with the heaters, millimeters
Wanna see where yo family at pop
Pop just call me ace
Slump bitches,
I'm a call you dead
Click clack now ya
T-****ing-rt re
Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included know that
The clip be hands on, it'll take yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the damn yard(Get 'em)
You ain't comin' round here
Talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
****ing I'm real you all too fak
And a pistol where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo'
I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray