[00:00.00] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:03.21]Dark, dark
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[00:13.36](This is a recording)
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[00:15.23]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[00:17.12]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
[00:19.13]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[00:21.5]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
[00:23.5]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[00:24.88]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
[00:27.10]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[00:28.80]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
[00:30.43][Verse 1: Northside Shorty]
[00:30.75]The one pullin' all them robberies, the boy who's born from $carecrow ($carecrow)
[00:34.77]Came up from the slums, walking product of the ghetto
[00:38.64]I can't feel my face but feeling great as the vice goes
[00:42.78]Round and round and pound for pound, life going in a circle
[00:46.46]From pentagrams to Instagram, how I mainstream the 6
[00:50.64]Them boys can hate, I got their fate, suck on my ****
[00:54.43]AKs all around me, want to die, pick out a stick
[00:58.35]Grave been dug, load up a slug, lay him to rest up in a ditch
[01:01.87][Bridge]
[01:02.33]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[01:04.51]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
[01:06.58]Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
[01:08.66]We comin' straight out of the dark, dark (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:09.46][Verse 2: Southside Shorty]
[01:10.15]Southside Shorty, outside early morning
[01:12.78]Not a knock, empty out the Glock
[01:14.30]Dot in front the .40, turnin' you into a pourin' forty
[01:16.28]Or I'll come back when you're poor and forty
[01:18.36]Take it how you want it, take it as a warning
[01:20.23]Don't ever ignore me (Nah)
[01:21.13]Hide behind the door, me and the fellas bring the storm
[01:23.87]We'll keep it coming (Keep it coming)
[01:25.97]Mixin' up milligrams with millimeters, nine in the chamber
[01:29.95]Got thirty inside the heater, bloody nose, I smell the reaper
[01:34.3]Smoke surrounds my steps, I'm either chokin' on my breath or reefer
[01:38.12]Coughin' 'til my death, I'm eager, leaving all my fans as grievers
[01:41.10][Outro]
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作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Dark, dark
Dark, dark
(We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service)
Dark, dark
(Please check the number or try your call again)
(This is a recording)
Dark, dark
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
The one pullin' all them robberies, the boy who's born from $carecrow ($carecrow)
Came up from the slums, walking product of the ghetto
I can't feel my face but feeling great as the vice goes
Round and round and pound for pound, life going in a circle
From pentagrams to Instagram, how I mainstream the 6
Them boys can hate, I got their fate, suck on my ****
AKs all around me, want to die, pick out a stick
Grave been dug, load up a slug, lay him to rest up in a ditch
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark
Niggas ain't killers, don't run for their niggas
We comin' straight out of the dark, dark (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Southside Shorty, outside early morning
Not a knock, empty out the Glock
Dot in front the .40, turnin' you into a pourin' forty
Or I'll come back when you're poor and forty
Take it how you want it, take it as a warning
Don't ever ignore me (Nah)
Hide behind the door, me and the fellas bring the storm
We'll keep it coming (Keep it coming)
Mixin' up milligrams with millimeters, nine in the chamber
Got thirty inside the heater, bloody nose, I smell the reaper
Smoke surrounds my steps, I'm either chokin' on my breath or reefer
Coughin' 'til my death, I'm eager, leaving all my fans as grievers
Dark, dark
Dark, dark