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Red Shirt - Key Glock.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Markeyvius Cathey
[00:00.177] 作曲 : Cole Wainwright/Ben Poret/Josh Taylor
[00:00.355]Yeah, I got dollar signs all on my mind
[00:03.261]You gon' do what? Little nigga, stop lyin'
[00:05.184]These nigga be hoes deep down inside
[00:06.689]Aye, I cross the Ts and I dot the Is
[00:08.575]I put that shit on, I be super fly
[00:10.456]Yeah, workin' every day, no suit and tie
[00:11.962]Ridin' with a baby chopper no goo-goo ga-ga
[00:14.985]We goin' hard
[00:15.738]Ask the doctor, been like this from the start
[00:17.266]Came out my momma goin' against the odds
[00:19.272]It's MOB, I don't care 'bout broads
[00:21.154]Little bro gon' do it, night or broad
[00:23.073]My pockets obese, fell in love with the cake
[00:24.577]We cutthroat, don't give a **** what you say
[00:26.477]Aye, red shirt gang, nigga know I don't play
[00:27.227]
[00:28.094]Get knocked off the map if you get out of place
[00:29.977]I got some money and love to make
[00:31.482]Nigga talk shit, but they can't bust a grape
[00:33.441]These nigga hatin', it's all in they face
[00:35.323]Got a bad ass bitch with a small ass waist
[00:37.204]I'll call you back, I'm gettin' money, little baby
[00:39.085]Arts and crafts, cutting up with this paper
[00:40.585]Pink and yellow diamonds like Now and Laters
[00:42.853]Shit look like candy, nigga can't stand me
[00:44.725]Mr. Glock, I'm the bad bitch bandit
[00:46.608]Can't trust a ho, hell no, won't chance it
[00:48.491]I live a P lifestyle with a passion
[00:49.997]All I gotta say is the word, he ashes
[00:51.877]Yeah, dust to dust
[00:53.005]This for your bitch, get off my nuts
[00:54.887]Shoutout Glizock, they nothin' like us
[00:56.394]Yeah, bro serve chickens, Gus
[00:57.894]Fry you like a ten-piece, nigga, don't tempt me
[00:59.775]I don't love these hoes, just lust
[01:01.944]How you gon' trick me? Bitch, I'm a big P
[01:03.848]Back in the day, used to ride on a ten-speed
[01:05.727]Nowadays, I can't keep up with my car keys
[01:07.233]AR pistol, I might get it a car seat
[01:09.499]I probably lied if I told her I'm sorry
[01:11.381]Standin' on business, I get back
[01:12.886]This bitch keep naggin', come get your bitch back
[01:14.768]Different color diamonds, they mix-matched
[01:16.647]These nigga dispatch, these nigga twelve on the low
[01:18.529]I rep that five, you already know
[01:20.412]Aye, bro said, "Get it," I'ma get it for sure
[01:21.917]Bro said, "Get it," I'ma get it for sure
[01:24.553]Let's go, let's go
[01:25.304]
[01:25.679]Yeah, I got dollar signs all on my mind
[01:28.688]You gon' do what? Little nigga, stop lyin'
[01:30.193]These nigga be hoes deep down inside
[01:32.128]Aye, I cross the "t"s and I dot the "i"s
[01:34.011]I put that shit on, I be super fly
[01:35.891]Yeah, workin' every day, no suit and tie
[01:37.396]Ridin' with a baby chopper, no goo-goo ga-ga
[01:40.330]We goin' hard
[01:41.106]Ask the doctor, been like this from the start
[01:42.637]Came out my momma goin' against the odds
[01:44.628]It's MOB, I don't care 'bout broads
[01:46.504]Little bro gon' do it, night or broad
[01:48.383]My pockets obese, fell in love with the cake
[01:49.892]We cutthroat, don't give a **** what you say
[01:51.771]Aye, red shirt gang, nigga know I don't play
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作词 : Markeyvius Cathey
作曲 : Cole Wainwright/Ben Poret/Josh Taylor
Yeah, I got dollar signs all on my mind
You gon' do what? Little nigga, stop lyin'
These nigga be hoes deep down inside
Aye, I cross the Ts and I dot the Is
I put that shit on, I be super fly
Yeah, workin' every day, no suit and tie
Ridin' with a baby chopper no goo-goo ga-ga
We goin' hard
Ask the doctor, been like this from the start
Came out my momma goin' against the odds
It's MOB, I don't care 'bout broads
Little bro gon' do it, night or broad
My pockets obese, fell in love with the cake
We cutthroat, don't give a **** what you say
Aye, red shirt gang, nigga know I don't play
Get knocked off the map if you get out of place
I got some money and love to make
Nigga talk shit, but they can't bust a grape
These nigga hatin', it's all in they face
Got a bad ass bitch with a small ass waist
I'll call you back, I'm gettin' money, little baby
Arts and crafts, cutting up with this paper
Pink and yellow diamonds like Now and Laters
Shit look like candy, nigga can't stand me
Mr. Glock, I'm the bad bitch bandit
Can't trust a ho, hell no, won't chance it
I live a P lifestyle with a passion
All I gotta say is the word, he ashes
Yeah, dust to dust
This for your bitch, get off my nuts
Shoutout Glizock, they nothin' like us
Yeah, bro serve chickens, Gus
Fry you like a ten-piece, nigga, don't tempt me
I don't love these hoes, just lust
How you gon' trick me? Bitch, I'm a big P
Back in the day, used to ride on a ten-speed
Nowadays, I can't keep up with my car keys
AR pistol, I might get it a car seat
I probably lied if I told her I'm sorry
Standin' on business, I get back
This bitch keep naggin', come get your bitch back
Different color diamonds, they mix-matched
These nigga dispatch, these nigga twelve on the low
I rep that five, you already know
Aye, bro said, "Get it," I'ma get it for sure
Bro said, "Get it," I'ma get it for sure
Let's go, let's go
Yeah, I got dollar signs all on my mind
You gon' do what? Little nigga, stop lyin'
These nigga be hoes deep down inside
Aye, I cross the "t"s and I dot the "i"s
I put that shit on, I be super fly
Yeah, workin' every day, no suit and tie
Ridin' with a baby chopper, no goo-goo ga-ga
We goin' hard
Ask the doctor, been like this from the start
Came out my momma goin' against the odds
It's MOB, I don't care 'bout broads
Little bro gon' do it, night or broad
My pockets obese, fell in love with the cake
We cutthroat, don't give a **** what you say
Aye, red shirt gang, nigga know I don't play