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110 SOUTH - Wallie the Sensei/Luxury Tax.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Wallie the Sensei/Luxury Tax
[00:00.848][Intro: Bun B]
[00:01.488]Niggas travel with—
[00:02.035]Hey, I said, "Oh, them niggas finna have a ball"
[00:03.988]'Cause, they, they from that life, you know what I'm saying?
[00:07.268]Niggas was active
[00:08.692]Active gang bang niggas, you know what I'm saying?
[00:11.223]They were very, very, like, like, very tight as a team
[00:14.692]I said, "Them niggas gon'— gon' be—"
[00:15.822]You could look at niggas, but them niggas finna have a ball out here
[00:18.879]They got a hot song, they not scary, you know what I'm saying?
[00:23.176]So, them niggas finna have a ball out here
[00:23.786]
[00:24.364][Verse 1: Wallie the Sensei]
[00:44.396]110 South flow, gotta go, bitch
[00:46.270]Trust no bitch, get rich, get more rich
[00:48.691]House for my mama, get the keys, have more kids
[00:51.083]Right now, I'm ****ing on a bitch who got no kids (Bitch)
[00:53.754]I could teach a thing or two about motion (Bitch)
[00:55.895]You ain't been through shit, don't know shit (Bitch)
[00:58.364]I'ma get on if you can't stay focused (Bitch)
[01:00.520]I don't know what's wrong with us, but we won't live
[01:03.035]Dogs with me, Raggy Rue, keep the blues, get a clue
[01:05.520]I'd nail you to the cross if you reach for my jewels
[01:07.926]Bet my last bitch confused, in my backyard a pool
[01:10.082]Bitch I'm headed to the top, like a ****in'—
[01:10.707]
[01:11.332][Chorus: Wallie the Sensei]
[01:11.911]I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
[01:16.567]I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
[01:21.410]I don't give a ****, I don't give a ****
[01:25.927]I don't give a **** (No), I don't give a **** (No)
[01:26.817]
[01:27.457][Verse 2: Luxury Tax 50]
[01:32.051]Uh, big bank, take little bank
[01:33.411]Drop a couple hundred on this top, let's play Shark Tank
[01:35.863]I'm from the Northie, out the West, it's still the same gang
[01:38.067]Sliding with the gang, just might turn into your training day
[01:40.521]Rappers write statements, fake gangsters, so I'm out the way
[01:43.180]Livin' luxury, but tax a nigga every play
[01:45.317]I'm on the ave where you ain't active, you get chastized
[01:47.817]Blood walkin', everybody know my shoe size
[01:49.989]Pull up on spider and the spider ain't no pit stops
[01:52.473]This two-hundred on my wrist feel like a G‑Shock (Woo)
[01:54.645]I could've sent a lot of niggas to the Reaper (The Reaper)
[01:56.849]Tried to X me out, I heard they put him on a T‑shirt (Hahaha)
[01:59.582]Never care about the bitches, put my kids first (Never)
[02:01.754]I don't care about the money, gotta live first (At all)
[02:04.255]Rick stepper, trendsetter, make the bands twerk
[02:06.395]See, I'ma wack and he a whack, we put the brand first
[02:07.003]
[02:07.614][Chorus: Wallie the Sensei]
[02:08.506]I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
[02:13.082]I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
[02:17.691]I don't give a ****, I don't give a ****
[02:22.567]I don't give a **** (No), I don't give a **** (No)
text lyrics
作曲 : Wallie the Sensei/Luxury Tax
Niggas travel with—
Hey, I said, "Oh, them niggas finna have a ball"
'Cause, they, they from that life, you know what I'm saying?
Niggas was active
Active gang bang niggas, you know what I'm saying?
They were very, very, like, like, very tight as a team
I said, "Them niggas gon'— gon' be—"
You could look at niggas, but them niggas finna have a ball out here
They got a hot song, they not scary, you know what I'm saying?
So, them niggas finna have a ball out here

110 South flow, gotta go, bitch
Trust no bitch, get rich, get more rich
House for my mama, get the keys, have more kids
Right now, I'm ****ing on a bitch who got no kids (Bitch)
I could teach a thing or two about motion (Bitch)
You ain't been through shit, don't know shit (Bitch)
I'ma get on if you can't stay focused (Bitch)
I don't know what's wrong with us, but we won't live
Dogs with me, Raggy Rue, keep the blues, get a clue
I'd nail you to the cross if you reach for my jewels
Bet my last bitch confused, in my backyard a pool
Bitch I'm headed to the top, like a ****in'—

I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
I don't give a ****, I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** (No), I don't give a **** (No)

Uh, big bank, take little bank
Drop a couple hundred on this top, let's play Shark Tank
I'm from the Northie, out the West, it's still the same gang
Sliding with the gang, just might turn into your training day
Rappers write statements, fake gangsters, so I'm out the way
Livin' luxury, but tax a nigga every play
I'm on the ave where you ain't active, you get chastized
Blood walkin', everybody know my shoe size
Pull up on spider and the spider ain't no pit stops
This two-hundred on my wrist feel like a G‑Shock (Woo)
I could've sent a lot of niggas to the Reaper (The Reaper)
Tried to X me out, I heard they put him on a T‑shirt (Hahaha)
Never care about the bitches, put my kids first (Never)
I don't care about the money, gotta live first (At all)
Rick stepper, trendsetter, make the bands twerk
See, I'ma wack and he a whack, we put the brand first

I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
I don't care (Bitch, please), I don't care (Bitch, please)
I don't give a ****, I don't give a ****
I don't give a **** (No), I don't give a **** (No)