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  • 作词 : Bashar Jackson
    作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Ricardo Lamarre
    My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    Uh, uh, ayy
    My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
    Dot on the head of his only daughter
    Then I dunk her head in that holy water
    N*ggas shootin', we gon' shoot back
    Sittin' at the table like Tha Carter 5
    They know I'ma do you, aimin' for medulla
    Cooler than a cooler, shooter with a shooter
    AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X
    'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther
    N*gga open up the door, n*gga, I know you home
    It's a hundred Crip n*ggas standing on your lawn
    Give up that cheese, give that Provolone
    And I ain't talkin' on the phone 'cause I ain't playin' with 'em
    I got a K for the cuz if he hit you
    If I call Nappy Blue, he come and get you
    Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady
    'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missile
    My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
    N*ggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth
    Until I kick down they door and run in they house
    Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
    Like what's that sh*t up on the 'net your son was talkin' 'bout?
    I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
    'Cause when you come from where I come from, I ain't playin fair
    My lil' homie die and I ain't drop a tear
    I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
    I'm big 092, n*ggas know I'm Woo
    I look a n*gga in his face like "Who you talkin' to?"
    I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
    I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
    I spent twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
    I be spoiling myself so I can ease the pain
    Digital dash, I be switching lanes
    I was sitting on the bench, but now I'm in the game
    My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Bashar Jackson
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Ricardo Lamarre
    [00:02.105]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    [00:08.301]Uh, uh, ayy
    [00:10.940]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    [00:12.937]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [00:15.861]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    [00:18.417]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    [00:21.154]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    [00:23.844]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    [00:26.349]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [00:28.971]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
    [00:31.823]Dot on the head of his only daughter
    [00:34.525]Then I dunk her head in that holy water
    [00:36.797]N*ggas shootin', we gon' shoot back
    [00:39.747]Sittin' at the table like Tha Carter 5
    [00:42.022]They know I'ma do you, aimin' for medulla
    [00:44.351]Cooler than a cooler, shooter with a shooter
    [00:47.148]AK on my shoulder like I'm Malcom X
    [00:49.925]'Cause I ain't goin' out like I'm Martin Luther
    [00:52.383]N*gga open up the door, n*gga, I know you home
    [00:55.116]It's a hundred Crip n*ggas standing on your lawn
    [00:57.541]Give up that cheese, give that Provolone
    [01:00.332]And I ain't talkin' on the phone 'cause I ain't playin' with 'em
    [01:03.108]I got a K for the cuz if he hit you
    [01:05.425]If I call Nappy Blue, he come and get you
    [01:07.937]Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady
    [01:10.202]'Cause he be sendin' shots like it's missile
    [01:13.099]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    [01:15.976]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [01:18.381]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    [01:20.969]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    [01:23.699]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    [01:26.269]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    [01:28.753]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [01:31.323]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party
    [01:34.084]N*ggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth
    [01:36.800]Until I kick down they door and run in they house
    [01:39.106]Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
    [01:41.777]Like what's that sh*t up on the 'net your son was talkin' 'bout?
    [01:44.346]I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
    [01:46.887]'Cause when you come from where I come from, I ain't playin fair
    [01:49.522]My lil' homie die and I ain't drop a tear
    [01:52.169]I just rolled a spliff and put it in the air
    [01:55.016]I'm big 092, n*ggas know I'm Woo
    [01:57.771]I look a n*gga in his face like "Who you talkin' to?"
    [02:00.101]I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
    [02:02.738]I need 25K or I ain't walkin' through
    [02:05.286]I spent twenty on my wrist and twenty on a chain
    [02:07.913]I be spoiling myself so I can ease the pain
    [02:10.493]Digital dash, I be switching lanes
    [02:13.233]I was sitting on the bench, but now I'm in the game
    [02:15.963]My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
    [02:18.349]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [02:20.960]I ain't no city boy 'cause I love my bitch
    [02:23.683]N*gga, but that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
    [02:26.393]N*ggas tried to smack me up so now I'm raising hell
    [02:28.862]Don't try and dap me up, lil' n*gga, you are not my bro
    [02:31.429]Trey shot that n*gga out my car so now I gotta get low
    [02:33.988]They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party