Scottie Beam (Explicit)-Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist/Rick Ross

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/William L. Roberts II/Alan D. Maman [00:01.000] 作词 : Frederick J. Tipton/William L. Roberts II [00:05.316]Pissed off you know [00:07.458]This is, like, exclusive [00:18.926]Yeah [00:20.363]Kane Train, b*tch, Kane, yeah [00:24.464]Yeah, the revolution is the genocide [00:26.789]Look, your execution will be televised [00:30.028]Don't cross me like Isaiah, that sh*t be ill-advised (Woo) [00:33.320]Dark horse, rap black sheep, they got me vilified [00:35.984]Castratin' n*ggas in they feelings on IG (Uh) [00:38.518]Will never let this industry demasculinize me (Nah) [00:41.574]I do murder barefaced, don't need no mask to disguise me [00:44.526]Threw my FN in the stash, I think the cracker's behind me, damn [00:47.713]He pulled me over, I asked him, "Yo, what's the problem, sir? [00:50.796]I swerved to ducked the potholes, man, I had no option, sir [00:53.826]Just let me go 'cause my license, insurance proper, sir [00:56.830]I'd hate to be on the run for smokin' an officer" [00:59.834]We were bustin' at police before Queen & Slim, that's on FN [01:02.838]Let off fifty shots to the squad car and get in the wind [01:05.764]Told the Gary Police in '05 that I got more guns than them [01:08.794]Get the feds if you want a war, and they sent them b*tches in [01:13.000]The revolution is the genocide [01:15.168]Yeah, my execution might be televised [01:18.067]Cross n*ggas like Bubba Chuck, I never gave a f*ck [01:20.784]Hook shot a ho like Kareem, but I never leave the Bucks [01:23.684]Sick with the ack, me and Jack, pourin' three liters up [01:26.740]It hurt to say I miss you, the real ones always be leavin' us [01:29.770]Caught up in the moment, most n*ggas foldin' or freezin' up [01:32.748]Sometimes it be your own damn homies, Judas set Jesus up [01:35.778]Yeah, the revolution is the genocide [01:38.861]Made a s*x tape with your b*tch, that p*ssy televised [01:41.760]Thug n*gga with some exotic dreams, erotic dreams [01:44.764]F*ckin' hella thots, but I really want me a Scottie Beam [01:47.742]Sh*t was different when Mike left and it was Scottie team [01:50.773]Ex won't take me back, without me, the b*tch wouldn't have got a ring [01:54.064]Yeah, the revolution is the genocide [01:56.964]Tell a ho she don't know nan', Trick Daddy, Slip-N-Slide, n*gga [02:00.647]Kane [02:01.849]Uh, 305 in my yayo [02:03.442]Subject to let a b*tch snort a line off the dashboard of my '75 [02:08.562]Caprice, that is [02:10.495]Yo (M-M-Maybach Music) [02:12.820]You need a dictionary when you write your raps (Uh) [02:14.936]Went to the penitentiary just for a hundred sack (What?) [02:17.914]I had a vision back when I was fishin' for a bass [02:20.866]But they won't listen 'til you in your kitchen countin' cash [02:23.922]I got the dollars, motherf*ck a n*gga's credit score (Boss) [02:26.848]Big bag of chronic like I'm sackin' up at Interscope (at Interscope) [02:29.930]My pistol polished, any problems, I'ma pull that ho [02:32.934]Peter Parker, but I've yet to reach my pinnacle (Lord) [02:36.121]B*tches lookin' at me, shawty wanna see my soul (M-M-M) [02:39.151]All my jewelry on, she only see my gold (Haha) [02:42.286]I'm prayin' for my guys, pray you sing along (Yes) [02:45.186]I f*ck b*tches in my ride, I never bring 'em home [02:48.216]She sees just how I ride and slip her panties off [02:51.168]He wanted war until they hit 'em with a cannonball (Bang) [02:54.067]Spark spliffs, raw kicks, I give 'em Clark Kent [02:56.810]Common sense, no Prince, strictly the mob hits (What? M-M) [03:00.180]Exhale w**d, ship it from the West (West) [03:03.158]My brain begin to seize when I'm needin' rest (Yes) [03:06.293]Kobe Bryant when we speakin' very best (Lord) [03:09.166]I pray for Gigi, wonder if she'll get to see me next [03:11.961]Biggest (M-M-Maybach Music) [03:14.260]Audemars and Cartiers [03:15.958]You ain't sh*t without a dollar, yeah [03:18.701]You ain't sh*t without a dollar, yeah