We Got It-Disciples Of Christ

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Michael Brown/Rodney Gibson/Tedd Tjornhom/Alton Hood/Kelvin P. Harvey [00:09.56]DTP we got them guns that go... [00:10.41]I-20 [00:12.62]Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killa [00:15.14]****** recognize my name, I dub the young dealer [00:15.70]You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm nice [00:21.75]Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look like dikes [00:25.02]But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you ****** [00:27.68]I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through ****** [00:31.70]DTP we aint plying if you try to get our pen [00:35.54]A.K's get ta spraying like... [00:38.45]Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any ***** want it, doubt it [00:41.17]Bust you in the broad day, on the street that's fully crowded [00:43.54]Find our hole and fagots there, just for thinking its rap [00:47.21]And tell that pretty ***** thug we got some pretty big gats [00:50.74]Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree [00:53.61]So you should what you saying if it's intended for me [00:57.74]So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walking [00:59.10]And that oozy get to talking like... [01:00.10]Tity Boi [01:05.34]Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'em [01:05.62]Can the an and **** 'em, damn 'em [01:06.21]Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed him up [01:09.41]Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up [01:13.24]A-B-C-E-F shawty is you a G or what [01:16.47]Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world [01:19.76]I'm pulling pistols out my stomach and throwing them *****es up like earl [01:22.90]Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em [01:26.87]I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle... [01:29.74]And I'm throwing text like a NBA ref [01:32.81]I got, all gold guns like they came from I-RAQ [01:36.13]Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these pistols [01:40.29]I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks hit ya [01:42.11]And aint taking no more pictures, if you snap ima click [01:45.82]Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size of Lil Fate [01:49.18]And I'm webbing choppers like heli-copters [01:51.63]You gon' need hella doctors, when the glok go... [01:56.14]Say on the set *****, better watch your lip that text be quick [01:58.81]20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, aint no exit trick [02:02.47]Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like action flicks [02:06.07]Reload with the next clip, I'm the ro ***** to flex with ***** [02:08.27]Come on and test this, my gun I'm having *** with **** [02:10.65]Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out, got them long horns like Texas ***** [02:14.94]Look at my necklace, maybe hit a ngga disrespect this click [02:18.43]My pistol grip sound like this...now what [02:21.62]Who want that they ****ed, when I cock and load the cake, bust bust [02:24.40]Yall cowards play tough, and my peeps we come to spray stuff up [02:27.74]Yall lives made up, like ugly hoes with make-up bra [02:31.81]We'll suit you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nut [02:35.71]I'm wrist rocky, like Sylvester Stallone [02:37.32]So thurr for you should invest, in a vest for ya dome [02:40.66]Cause I know you marks planning on getting me when I'm landing [02:43.58]ast the nick, but my cannon go... [02:47.70]ck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab [02:51.21]Bleedin so hard you'll need a life size maxi pad [02:54.11]So flip the script and tell your woman its your time on the month [02:56.59]A.K. 47 for the ****** who's really looking for heaven and a 9 for you chumps [03:00.12]Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group [03:02.17]But I got bananas for you ****** and I aint talking bout fruit [03:06.09]Ill pay your CAB BACK with the BLACK MACK [03:09.28]Till your BACK CRACK, got the GAT BACK like...CLAK CLAK CLAK [03:13.39]Swallow a hallow make 'em digest with a 50 caliber [03:15.11]Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrows not on your calendar [03:19.55]I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too long [03:21.90]Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this song [03:24.71]My Shotguns are cold and hard, but my Desert is easy [03:29.22]And my triggers are always talking about some squeeze me, squeeze me [03:32.87]And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the show [03:35.07]My Oozy got a drum roll, it goes... [03:39.75]