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[** feat. Lil Wayne and Rick Ross:]
[Trae:]
[03:35.00]Tha Truth back, let's get to bidness
[03:35.00]It's something unfamiliar
[03:35.00]Call it a foreign image
[03:35.00]Paint heavily leaking
[03:35.00]I guess it wasn’t finished
[03:35.00]Riding with something freaky
[03:35.00]They tell me she the business
[03:35.00]The chain clear, stones never cloudy
[03:35.00]60 rats or better, n***a ask about me
[03:35.00]Certified gangsta, please don’t ever doubt me
[03:35.00]Welcome to the streets
[03:35.00]You can’t get in without me
[03:35.00]I'm Presidential, Obama painted the Vogues black
[03:35.00]Toping in the Chevy, top rollin' back
[03:35.00]My life a motion picture, b-tch I ain't gotta act
[03:35.00]I send em to your section, n-gga hold that
[03:35.00]It's raining scattered bullets
[03:35.00]Too late to run for cover, I drain em like Kobe
[03:35.00]Then I evacuate to the gutter
[03:35.00]On something that's pokey with looks
[03:35.00]And a trunk they’d like to stutter
[03:35.00]I rank as the king of the city
[03:35.00]It ain't gon' be another,
[03:35.00](Inkredible, inkredible, inkredible, inkredible…)
[Lil Wayne:]
[03:35.00]I'm sending shots, it's happy hour
[03:35.00]I shoot from close range, I'ma need a shower
[03:35.00]Brains in the sink, body on the counter
[03:35.00]Women and the kids, leave em how I found em
[03:35.00]I’m a real n-gga, stand still n-gga
[03:35.00]I cut ya face, have ya lookin' like Seal n-gga
[03:35.00]Then I pull ya card, then I deal witcha
[03:35.00]Gamble witcha life, is this your lucky night
[03:35.00]My B***h so f-cking right, every night I f-ck her twice
[03:35.00]Big boy money b-tch pockets on Charlie Wise
[03:35.00]Tatted up, I’m scarred for life
[03:35.00]Tell the cops I know all my rights
[03:35.00]Got choppas I don't mean Harley bikes
[03:35.00]Drop me like a bag of ice
[03:35.00]Shades dark, flag bright
[03:35.00]Wallet chain, chrome horse
[03:35.00]Hair to the f**king back, call that sh-t Rosa Parks
[03:35.00]Dr. Carter man I gave hip-hop open heart
[03:35.00]Young Money baby aka Noah's Ark
[03:35.00]Ahaha
[03:35.00]And I'm Noah!
[03:35.00]YOUNG MULA BABY
[Rick Ross:]
[03:35.00]My money long, my temper short
[03:35.00]My cars foreign my d-ck a boss
[03:35.00]The guns new, the beef old
[03:35.00]I'ts time to come through like never before
[03:35.00]Liquid C4, look at me hoe
[03:35.00]Look into my eyes do you see a C.O?
[03:35.00]I'm talking kilo’s, time to reload
[03:35.00](Creole words) – 'Shut the f-ck up' in Creole
[03:35.00]Bitch I’m paid up, get ya weight up
[03:35.00]Pillow top back, realest shade up
[03:35.00]I got them automatics so you know I'm automatic
[03:35.00]All my auto’s automatic you know that's automatic
[03:35.00]What you n-ggas wanna see
[03:35.00]Don't get caught in the street
[03:35.00]I got G’s that’ll wait for a quarter key, n-gga
[03:35.00]I'm living n-gga
[03:35.00]F**k the critics n-gga (f-ck em)
[03:35.00]Shit is serious n-gga
[03:35.00]You hear the lyrics n-gga (Yep!)
[03:35.00]It's Ricky n-gga

文本歌词

Tha Truth back, let's get to bidness
It's something unfamiliar
Call it a foreign image
Paint heavily leaking
I guess it wasn’t finished
Riding with something freaky
They tell me she the business
The chain clear, stones never cloudy
60 rats or better, n***a ask about me
Certified gangsta, please don’t ever doubt me
Welcome to the streets
You can’t get in without me
I'm Presidential, Obama painted the Vogues black
Toping in the Chevy, top rollin' back
My life a motion picture, b-tch I ain't gotta act
I send em to your section, n-gga hold that
It's raining scattered bullets
Too late to run for cover, I drain em like Kobe
Then I evacuate to the gutter
On something that's pokey with looks
And a trunk they’d like to stutter
I rank as the king of the city
It ain't gon' be another,
(Inkredible, inkredible, inkredible, inkredible…)
I'm sending shots, it's happy hour
I shoot from close range, I'ma need a shower
Brains in the sink, body on the counter
Women and the kids, leave em how I found em
I’m a real n-gga, stand still n-gga
I cut ya face, have ya lookin' like Seal n-gga
Then I pull ya card, then I deal witcha
Gamble witcha life, is this your lucky night
My B***h so f-cking right, every night I f-ck her twice
Big boy money b-tch pockets on Charlie Wise
Tatted up, I’m scarred for life
Tell the cops I know all my rights
Got choppas I don't mean Harley bikes
Drop me like a bag of ice
Shades dark, flag bright
Wallet chain, chrome horse
Hair to the f**king back, call that sh-t Rosa Parks
Dr. Carter man I gave hip-hop open heart
Young Money baby aka Noah's Ark
Ahaha
And I'm Noah!
YOUNG MULA BABY
My money long, my temper short
My cars foreign my d-ck a boss
The guns new, the beef old
I'ts time to come through like never before
Liquid C4, look at me hoe
Look into my eyes do you see a C.O?
I'm talking kilo’s, time to reload
(Creole words) – 'Shut the f-ck up' in Creole
Bitch I’m paid up, get ya weight up
Pillow top back, realest shade up
I got them automatics so you know I'm automatic
All my auto’s automatic you know that's automatic
What you n-ggas wanna see
Don't get caught in the street
I got G’s that’ll wait for a quarter key, n-gga
I'm living n-gga
F**k the critics n-gga (f-ck em)
Shit is serious n-gga
You hear the lyrics n-gga (Yep!)
It's Ricky n-gga
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