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作词 : Destin Route

作曲 : Destin Route

Uh

Look, uh

Look

Dawg, uh

They say you throwed out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Banged up, banger (Look at this)

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, look)

I feel the anger, all way down to my ankles (Yeah)

Tryna keep an ear, so yeah, I keep one in the chamber (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Punchin' the bed, we all blessed, fed and thankful (Yeah)

Punchin' the bed, he bled tears, shed, painful

It's goin' to my head, don't let that picture that they paint you in reflection turn deception in your brain

You want respect? Then give the same (Uh)

Dealin' with some real shit, they fakin' beef, we [?]

Call it competition, feel more like it's [?] participation

Get the gloves out, banger, banger

It ain't no love down south, memories painful

My patna got the plug down south, cartel gang

Flew to Colombia, work muchos buenos

Shawty, you too thugged out (Gangsta, gangsta)

Nah, **** it, they say you too tough

Exterior black, ugly and rough (Yeah)

Inferior to shirt and ties, suit with the tux (Uh)

Tempered, you ****ity, sick and tired, he turned shit up

Bear wires, but not a bad guy

You know how black lives (don't) matter

We see the dead-end, the pattern apply

Don't feel pity, throw a party, nigga, pass me the mic

I be thinkin' maybe Martin was wrong, Malcolm was right

**** it, we thugged out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Banged up, banger (Look at this)

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us

Gangsta, gangsta (Gangsta)

Gangsta, gangsta

Uh, look, yeah

I left the flame, they hit that game but had to park on the dick

Took everything from out the whip besides the and the stick

It's hella dark, you can't see shit behind this ten percent tint

I should get five percent tint, I been [?]

Probably when I'm ridin' through the city

Cops think I'm ridin' 'round to get it

Like I'm tryna get money, 'cause the economy is shitty

Mind your business, write up the ticket while I'm rollin' up the window

See and this time we gotta win it

You know I'm all about the business

[?] Kensington

Then got my out the free market, just got started reminiscin'

'Bout all them cars we tried to crack

Smash it, them doors we used to kick

Jack shit, we was sleepin' on the floors, way more important to the script

In another series of events, lot of shit, it be very infortunate

Like I mentioned we had the game finna go, and I'm feelin' a sudden suspence

I get in my car, see some glass by the door, and I'm like, "Why the **** is this?"

I knew what it was, the stadium right in the hood and my window was busted

Now I feel all the blood, it's rushin'

Take a second, a minute, adjustment

Had a couple things, but if they ain't found my bangin', they ain't really found nothin' (Come on, bruh)

Thank God, dang, you little niggas took everything, from the spare tires, to the spare change

The insurance papers, and some blunt spray

What the **** would they want with that anyway?

But we in Atlanta, you could see the channels, man, that shit gon' happen every, any day

Might not see bandanas, but he squeeze the hammer like John Henry tryna beat the train

Havin' fun with it, bunch of young nigga, tryna feel numb to the pain

I ain't trippin' 'cause I know who responsible, it's the mother****in' they be claimin'

We too thugged out, gangsta, gangsta

Everybody bugged out, armed and dangerous

Drained and drugged out, anxious, ain't you?

Banged up, banger (Look at this)

Tell them bitches stop playin' with us (Uh, ****)

Gangsta, gangsta (Gangsta)

Gangsta, gangsta

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