F.I.C.O.-Clipse/Stove God Cooks/Pusha T/Malice

[00:00.000] 作词 : Aaron Cook/Terrence Thornton/Gene Thornton [00:01.000] 作曲 : Pharrell Williams/Terrence Thornton/Gene Thornton/Aaron Cook [00:02.607]I remember late nights, pissy hallways driving me psycho [00:06.659]The money wouldn't come fast enough [00:08.745]We was back and forth, down streamline, moving weight was like lipo [00:12.756]The rest of y'all stuck in a rut [00:14.803]**** double crossing, talk behind ya back, see, that's where the knife go [00:18.822]I guess they wasn't ****in' with us [00:20.846]Some **** get the luck of the draw, for others, life is a dice roll [00:24.902]And waiting on faith ain't for us [00:26.942]When you young, you realize that you can't trust a mouth where the pipe go [00:30.941]They tried, but couldn't love you enough [00:33.002]Dance music on my neck, where's your water bottle? Diamonds, the light show [00:37.169]Looking like the sun in the club [00:39.106]If you re-ing up with us, then your credit score gotta be F.I.C.O. [00:43.103]I'm talkin' 850 or bust [00:45.140]See, you really real power when you make **** balance on tight ropes [00:49.188]They know they not much for the blood [00:51.244]Have my man shoot ya block, I'ma send his ass far as the flight go [00:55.280]Ain't worried 'bout ducking a judge [00:57.344]Keep frontin' for ya bitches 'cause any minute, repo might show [01:01.349]You know that shit up in a month [01:03.385]Heard your man was in there singing for his life, they was calling him maestro [01:07.380]'Cause time that heavy can crush [01:09.484]When you pay a **** back, like it's layaway, whispering, "Die slow" [01:13.520]The last words you hear in the trunk [01:15.883]You don't know what I know [01:18.954]You ain't seen what I saw, no [01:22.029]You ain't been where I go [01:24.661]With a fetti so strong, you gotta bag it with one eye closed [01:28.727]My shooter turn you inside out [01:31.080]I heard the feds turned the crib inside out [01:33.955]Drop the roof on you ****, let the inside out [01:37.259]Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook 'em till they inside out [01:40.303]Go get a Glock, 27 fits snug in the waistline [01:44.066]Both sticks came with the drum [01:45.987]I was 5'6", shoulder with a chip, wish a **** to take mine [01:50.123]Index yanked till it's numb [01:52.046]Used to call me "Windex" 'cause this thing I spray gon' make you change minds [01:56.228]I done seen Hercules run [01:58.109]We was powerlifting 2.2's, nah, we ain't throw gang signs [02:02.083]My brick walk was second to none [02:04.257]I would have them take a number like DMV, that was the baseline [02:08.354]Checkout on register one [02:10.449]Miami **** like Big Perm 'cause they numbers was Faizon [02:14.422]Cubans showed me nothing but love [02:16.407]When it come down to it, every Stringer Bell just needs an Avon [02:20.327]Who won't sweep it under the rug [02:22.429]On the road, with a load, ****, break line, I knew where to place mine [02:26.566]I don't keep the gun in the glove [02:28.447]Hit the turnpike with the running lights that be on in the daytime [02:32.427]'Cause K9's sniff out a crumb [02:34.880]Hands 3 and 9 on the wheel as I'm crossing the state line [02:38.784]Dumb, ditty, dumb, ditty, dumb [02:40.806]Survival of the fittest, you either get acquitted or face time [02:44.846]I done had an infamous run [02:46.888]My story gon' hit The First 48, then it's on Dateline [02:50.725]'Cause this really shit I done done [02:53.182]You don't know what I know [02:56.189]You ain't seen what I saw, no [02:59.264]You ain't been where I go [03:01.986]With a fetti so strong, you gotta bag it with one eye closed [03:05.922]My shooter turn you inside out [03:08.263]I heard the feds turned the crib inside out [03:11.122]Drop the roof on you ****, let the inside out [03:14.440]Fresh Prince jacket, boy, I cook 'em till they inside out