作词 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle 作曲 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle Ugh, zee I got wakin haze, my customer's hoes sleep with me We have small beef, I still sell em o's for three fifty They known when big beef, I'll pop 100 times Be like road kill, I live *****s brains on 1******* And my down *****es, they be ready to kill I be like chill, they be like "Thats my ***** fo' real." That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real I don't give a ***** if we don't sell a record We still gunna get this money in the bricks Spill it, Zee I'm like santa clause, I deliver *****s grams raw Straight from Panama, they eat it up like Hannibal And my dons, they appear like magic wands I sell em to the crack of dawn, and destroy every track I'm on Plus i have a clan packed in the back of vans More raw than the taliban, murk you for a half a gram I get B-Boy a truck, yo truck in the river ***** some doe, he be like "Thats my ***** fo real." That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real Scarecrow what, im trying to walk before I crawl I want it all, ever since I came outta my mommas walls Im trying to make so much dough when I write a song I can vite em all, while ya'll click on the corner selling final calls *****s mad at us, gladiators like maximus We fabolous, while you fall off like cannabis's managers My man D, you keep the Nina pillin Zee, point a mine and watch em soak em like Sarina Williams That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real Zee need buddha, E user Be freelookers spittin from our PT Cruisers My tank dont drop, i still got dough to make Got little *****s on rollerskates, holdin my coke and weight Blow paper, hole chaser, doe raiser, joe frasier Sixteen cellys and 4 pagers Go hype up your squad that they might ***** with ours I just light up cigars, go buy bikes, trucks and cars Got axe n nitty in atlanta deep Ran the street, 10 grand a week I give 'em one word, dont put ya man to sleep And i love my jersey live *****es They leave a *****, face with 35 stitches They'll help me, cinder blocks and pu*******n kids so deep in the ocean They see where octopusses live This label deal is for raws pacin chill I know mad heads, but still That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real That's my ***** fo' real Yeah what Bricks
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle [00:01.000] 作曲 : Dante Ross/Dwayne Battle [00:10.636]Ugh, zee [00:12.531]I got wakin haze, my customer's hoes sleep with me [00:15.885]We have small beef, I still sell em o's for three fifty [00:19.107]They known when big beef, I'll pop 100 times [00:22.411]Be like road kill, I live *****s brains on 1******* [00:25.636]And my down *****es, they be ready to kill [00:28.708]I be like chill, they be like "Thats my ***** fo' real." [00:42.353]That's my ***** fo' real [00:45.889]That's my ***** fo' real [00:47.556]That's my ***** fo' real [00:50.431]I don't give a ***** if we don't sell a record [00:53.341]We still gunna get this money in the bricks [00:56.552]Spill it, Zee [00:57.468]I'm like santa clause, I deliver *****s grams raw [01:01.081]Straight from Panama, they eat it up like Hannibal [01:04.457]And my dons, they appear like magic wands [01:07.089]I sell em to the crack of dawn, and destroy every track I'm on [01:11.505]Plus i have a clan packed in the back of vans [01:14.123]More raw than the taliban, murk you for a half a gram [01:17.112]I get B-Boy a truck, yo truck in the river [01:20.057]***** some doe, he be like "Thats my ***** fo real." [01:28.488]That's my ***** fo' real [01:34.828]That's my ***** fo' real [01:41.177]That's my ***** fo' real [01:48.649]Scarecrow what, im trying to walk before I crawl [01:52.140]I want it all, ever since I came outta my mommas walls [01:56.012]Im trying to make so much dough when I write a song [01:58.291]I can vite em all, while ya'll click on the corner selling final calls [02:02.019]*****s mad at us, gladiators like maximus [02:05.195]We fabolous, while you fall off like cannabis's managers [02:08.699]My man D, you keep the Nina pillin [02:11.443]Zee, point a mine and watch em soak em like Sarina Williams [02:14.522]That's my ***** fo' real [02:19.621]That's my ***** fo' real [02:25.819]That's my ***** fo' real [02:40.292]Zee need buddha, E user [02:42.843]Be freelookers spittin from our PT Cruisers [02:46.910]My tank dont drop, i still got dough to make [02:50.006]Got little *****s on rollerskates, holdin my coke and weight [02:53.637]Blow paper, hole chaser, doe raiser, joe frasier [02:57.231]Sixteen cellys and 4 pagers [02:59.660]Go hype up your squad that they might ***** with ours [03:02.401]I just light up cigars, go buy bikes, trucks and cars [03:06.538]Got axe n nitty in atlanta deep [03:08.617]Ran the street, 10 grand a week [03:10.362]I give 'em one word, dont put ya man to sleep [03:13.025]And i love my jersey live *****es [03:15.415]They leave a *****, face with 35 stitches [03:18.755]They'll help me, cinder blocks and pu*******n kids so deep in the ocean [03:23.020]They see where octopusses live [03:25.441]This label deal is for raws pacin chill [03:28.025]I know mad heads, but still [03:30.180]That's my ***** fo' real [03:36.361]That's my ***** fo' real [03:42.570]That's my ***** fo' real [03:56.658]Yeah what [03:57.938]Bricks
