Money Shot-Working on Dying/Robb Bank$

[00:00.00] 作词 : Richard O'Neil Burrell [00:01.00] 作曲 : JORDAN T. ORTIZ [00:04.61]I ain't heard these headphones loud in so long [00:06.80](Oogie Mane, he killed it) [00:07.97](I think I might be happy) [00:11.24]Yeah, uh, uh, uh-huh [00:17.32]Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh [00:20.77]Yeah, yeah, uh-huh [00:24.00]Yeah, yeah, yeah, (Wokkk wokkk wokkk) [00:26.86]Pull up back on ’em (Yeah) [00:28.27]Turn up, spaz on 'em (Yeah) [00:29.61]Hold up, bags on 'em (Yuh) [00:31.28]Uh-huh, flash on ’em (Yuh, yuh, yuh) [00:33.30]Racks on me, spot him, got him, headshot him (SSET, SSET, SSET) [00:36.73]Tell him go dig up his dead partner [00:38.00]Pouring up Tech out the glass bottle, no problem (Whooooo) [00:41.00]Get down, bah [00:42.06]New TEC now with the swiss cheese nozzle [00:44.06]Coming for the get back, full throttle [00:45.40]Hе tryna run away zigzag, still shot him [00:46.92]In the 250 Bent' coupe [00:49.15]Onе Addy, I don't know 'bout no murder, naptime [00:51.00]I take the whole Perc' 15, I'm flying [00:52.33]And I'm all 'bout my Curren$y like I’m Young Roddy (Phew) [00:54.91]Set it up, Femto, go get ’em [00:57.85]Hold up, *****, I ain't ready (Woo) [00:59.02]Eighteen K for the presi’ (Woo) [01:01.00]These **** niggas plush, they teddies (Woo) [01:02.50]To the dope, say Femto sent you (Yuh) [01:04.11]Eeny-miny-moe with these *****es (Huh) [01:05.99]Kill your mama and your girl, it's just business (Tuh) [01:07.61]I work your ***** out with the fitness [01:09.27]I'm the future, past, present, I **** up your Christmas [01:10.91]In 2012, chopped up the bricks like confetti [01:12.50]I meant it, I said it, if you ain't ’bout it, dead it [01:14.34]'Cause you ain't finna like where I take it, don't tempt me, uh [01:16.23]She bow in front the dick like sensei, uh [01:18.09]And your mouth, know it taste like candy, uh [01:19.71]I dunk on your ***** like N'Kembe, uh [01:21.49]I'ma need you to show me what the head like, uh [01:23.05]I'm the head outcast, uh [01:24.84]And I raw dog every time, uh [01:26.39]Got clapped like ten times [01:28.01]Yeah, headshot, *****, bedtime [01:29.76]Pimp my new *****, made headlines [01:31.33]When in two to three years, *****, fed time [01:32.82]Yeah, know I break hearts every time, yeah [01:34.82]Tesla, Bentley, Lambo', Benz me [01:36.96][?] she got good credit [01:38.70]Mani-Pedi, Femto petty [01:40.68]**** your bestie, she wasn't even ready [01:42.62]Tell everybody bet on me, I [?] [01:43.80]Missionary while she kiss on me [01:44.45]I ****ed her then she couldn't sleep [01:45.40]They geeking off the energy, I met him at the Embassy [01:46.92]That 38, it's still on me if I see an enemy [01:48.10]Wait, wait, hold on, what the **** you talking 'bout, son? [01:50.77]Who the **** niggas that you brought with you, son? [01:52.50]Up top, I let my Bronx ***** **** in Timbs and a durag, talk that talk [01:55.88]Word to [?] I ain't feeling that, son [01:57.75]Wet a nigga up, hope you brought your gun [01:59.35]Raised y'all niggas so I call you son [02:00.96]Block action, y'all talk too much [02:02.78]Pull up back on 'em (Yeah) [02:04.03]Turn up, spaz on 'em (Yeah) [02:05.60]Hold up, bags on 'em (Yuh) [02:07.22]Uh-huh, flash on 'em (Yuh, yuh, yuh) [02:09.06]Racks on me, spot him, got him, headshot him (SSET, SSET, SSET) [02:12.66]Tell him go dig up his dead partner [02:14.32]Pouring up Tech out the glass bottle, no problem (Whooooo)