作词 : Carter, Dwayne 作曲 : Carter, Dwayne (Intro) Oh No, No, Oh No, No Oh No, No, Oh No, No, Oh No, No I play the bulls*it from the backseat champ Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat back Feet back stay from where the fake be at ****** snitch for the s*ine where the patience at ***** make his own brother face his back Give love and take it back Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats Face the facts you can't change him can't shoot it if you can't aim it Can't miss him if he kill you then you can't blame him That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade him Get too deep up in that water and they can't save ya Me I come out of that water like I was just bathing And watch my step on a wet pavement Yea I'm from the hood so I rep 'em where I can't take em Holly Grove Holly Grove was his last statement So ***** get that look off your face And recognize you got a crook in the place They call me W-E-E crooked letter Y I'm so high I skeet skeet in any ***** dime like she's mine Streetsweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch Leave you bloody with the cops to match Bullet holes in ya from the chopper blast Like... Ha ha That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin back It all stop when they hit you in ya top and back No c**king back silly motherf****r you ain't heard bout this The clip sink down to the **** That's a automatic shotty from a drum they call tommy Garunteed to get you b*****s from by me When I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin' Mortimer is no longer leapin' he sleepin' While you ***** ****** is sleepin he thinkin Deep in thought the boy ain't even linkin Bob Marley got me stinkin Stackin figures I'm standin firm life's a slinky Pipes is filled with crack c*****e And the **** go inside of the veins from where I came Though I bear a name only one call live with Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it I'm sicker with it Pick a city buy a condo find a fine hoe let some time go chill What you know about a bongo having her mind goOver a convo about dough Nothing! Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand Tee or tanktop pocket fan Pocket knife no handgun in sight Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM! Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature price Cuz to each its own and the lights is bright And I'm feelin like Mike at a Tyson fight I'm from Cita house big momma's house She told me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out And he ain't gettin up after them shots if you hit him in the right spot Hold up the beat might drop (Outro) Oh No, No, Oh No, No
作词 : Carter, Dwayne 作曲 : Carter, Dwayne (Intro) Oh No, No, Oh No, No Oh No, No, Oh No, No, Oh No, No I play the bulls*it from the backseat champ Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat back Feet back stay from where the fake be at ****** snitch for the s*ine where the patience at ***** make his own brother face his back Give love and take it back Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats Face the facts you can't change him can't shoot it if you can't aim it Can't miss him if he kill you then you can't blame him That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade him Get too deep up in that water and they can't save ya Me I come out of that water like I was just bathing And watch my step on a wet pavement Yea I'm from the hood so I rep 'em where I can't take em Holly Grove Holly Grove was his last statement So ***** get that look off your face And recognize you got a crook in the place They call me W-E-E crooked letter Y I'm so high I skeet skeet in any ***** dime like she's mine Streetsweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch Leave you bloody with the cops to match Bullet holes in ya from the chopper blast Like... Ha ha That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin back It all stop when they hit you in ya top and back No c**king back silly motherf****r you ain't heard bout this The clip sink down to the **** That's a automatic shotty from a drum they call tommy Garunteed to get you b*****s from by me When I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin' Mortimer is no longer leapin' he sleepin' While you ***** ****** is sleepin he thinkin Deep in thought the boy ain't even linkin Bob Marley got me stinkin Stackin figures I'm standin firm life's a slinky Pipes is filled with crack c*****e And the **** go inside of the veins from where I came Though I bear a name only one call live with Coach they won't knock me off my pivot forget it I'm sicker with it Pick a city buy a condo find a fine hoe let some time go chill What you know about a bongo having her mind goOver a convo about dough Nothing! Man the four wheelers look so good on the sand Tee or tanktop pocket fan Pocket knife no handgun in sight Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM! Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature price Cuz to each its own and the lights is bright And I'm feelin like Mike at a Tyson fight I'm from Cita house big momma's house She told me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out And he ain't gettin up after them shots if you hit him in the right spot Hold up the beat might drop (Outro) Oh No, No, Oh No, No
