[00:00.00] 作词 : Alexander Woods/Krishon Gaines
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Alexander Woods/Krishon Gaines
[00:00.00]BandPlay
[00:00.39]Uh
[00:02.13]Chorus
[00:02.28]Woah
[00:02.34]Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
[00:04.20]I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
[00:06.09]Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
[00:07.56]You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
[00:09.48]**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
[00:11.52]Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
[00:13.20]Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
[00:14.91]Nah, uh-uh No
[00:16.65]Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
[00:18.48]Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
[00:20.22]Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
[00:22.20]Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
[00:23.85]Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
[00:25.92]Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
[00:27.66]Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song, let's go
[00:30.48]Verse 1
[00:31.02]Love sippin' *******, can't leave the V 'lone Can't leave the V 'lone
[00:32.97]When the hood genie, these niggas be clones These niggas be clones
[00:35.04]Shinin' all the way, nigga, better hold on Better hold on
[00:36.66]Can't change number, this a million dollar phone Million dollar phone
[00:38.49]You a rat and a bitch, we would never get along We would never get along
[00:40.11]I won't let him get a break Woah, hit him layin' in his home Woah
[00:41.85]Nigga don't want smoke, he put my name in a song My name in a song
[00:43.86]Pack just hit and it's already gone Already gone
[00:45.75]Bad bitch layin' in my bed in a thong In my bed in a thong
[00:47.49]Slam dunk a ho like my first name Stone First name Stone
[00:49.35]Hit the ho once, now I'm livin' in Quan Livin' in Quan
[00:50.88]Pop a Perc' with a Addy, now I'm in my own zone In my own zone
[00:52.89]Pull up, pick a halftime, got a nigga stoned Got a nigga stoned
[00:54.96]******* love a nigga like I'm who Mike Jones Who Mike Jone
[00:56.28]But don't get it mixed up, bitch, I'm big Frozone Big Frozone, let's go
[00:59.43]Chorus
[00:59.61]Woah
[00:59.94]Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
[01:01.92]I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
[01:03.84]Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
[01:05.31]You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
[01:07.26]**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
[01:09.24]Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
[01:10.95]Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
[01:12.66]Nah, uh-uh No
[01:14.28]Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
[01:16.23]Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
[01:17.97]Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
[01:19.95]Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
[01:21.60]Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
[01:23.67]Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
[01:25.41]Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song, let's go
[01:28.14]Verse 2
[01:28.65]Keep playin' with a bitch, now they say that I'm wrong Say that I'm wrong
[01:30.90]New opp pack, yeah, the odor real strong Yeah, the odor real strong
[01:32.67]Devil on my back, still rockin' VLONE Still rockin' VLONE
[01:34.47]Tell 'em when you talk to me, better watch your tone Nigga, better watch your tone
[01:36.36]Catch a nigga down bad, leave his face in his phone Leave his face in a phone
[01:38.13]Yeah, I hear him talkin', but I'm still on
[01:39.33]Better get some money, get it broke, sendin' one no more No
[01:41.31]And I'm in the hood when I'm back home Woah
[01:42.93]Post on the block with a deuce and a styrofoam Styrofoam
[01:45.27]I don't like to talk and my money long Woah
[01:46.53]Grippin' on the wood on the 'Cat like a microphone Like a microphone
[01:48.84]In the trap like my name Corleone Woah
[01:50.16]Hundred bags in, we gon' get 'em in and get 'em gone And get 'em gone
[01:52.44]Hit the club tatted with my chains on Woah
[01:53.73]Standin' on the couch, throwin' money all night long All night long
[01:55.86]You know what I'm on
[01:57.63]Chorus
[01:57.78]Woah
[01:57.84]Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
[01:59.67]I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
[02:01.59]Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
[02:03.06]You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
[02:05.01]**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
[02:06.93]Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
[02:08.67]Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
[02:10.41]Nah, uh-uh No
[02:12.12]Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
[02:13.98]Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
[02:15.72]Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
[02:17.70]Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
[02:19.35]Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
[02:21.42]Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
[02:23.16]Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song

作词 : Alexander Woods/Krishon Gaines
作曲 : Alexander Woods/Krishon Gaines
BandPlay
Uh
Chorus
Woah
Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
Nah, uh-uh No
Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song, let's go
Verse 1
Love sippin' *******, can't leave the V 'lone Can't leave the V 'lone
When the hood genie, these niggas be clones These niggas be clones
Shinin' all the way, nigga, better hold on Better hold on
Can't change number, this a million dollar phone Million dollar phone
You a rat and a bitch, we would never get along We would never get along
I won't let him get a break Woah, hit him layin' in his home Woah
Nigga don't want smoke, he put my name in a song My name in a song
Pack just hit and it's already gone Already gone
Bad bitch layin' in my bed in a thong In my bed in a thong
Slam dunk a ho like my first name Stone First name Stone
Hit the ho once, now I'm livin' in Quan Livin' in Quan
Pop a Perc' with a Addy, now I'm in my own zone In my own zone
Pull up, pick a halftime, got a nigga stoned Got a nigga stoned
******* love a nigga like I'm who Mike Jones Who Mike Jone
But don't get it mixed up, bitch, I'm big Frozone Big Frozone, let's go
Chorus
Woah
Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
Nah, uh-uh No
Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song, let's go
Verse 2
Keep playin' with a bitch, now they say that I'm wrong Say that I'm wrong
New opp pack, yeah, the odor real strong Yeah, the odor real strong
Devil on my back, still rockin' VLONE Still rockin' VLONE
Tell 'em when you talk to me, better watch your tone Nigga, better watch your tone
Catch a nigga down bad, leave his face in his phone Leave his face in a phone
Yeah, I hear him talkin', but I'm still on
Better get some money, get it broke, sendin' one no more No
And I'm in the hood when I'm back home Woah
Post on the block with a deuce and a styrofoam Styrofoam
I don't like to talk and my money long Woah
Grippin' on the wood on the 'Cat like a microphone Like a microphone
In the trap like my name Corleone Woah
Hundred bags in, we gon' get 'em in and get 'em gone And get 'em gone
Hit the club tatted with my chains on Woah
Standin' on the couch, throwin' money all night long All night long
You know what I'm on
Chorus
Woah
Plain jane Cartiers for the bifocals Bifocals
I can let it rain, make it flood up the score Make it flood up the score
Hellcat fat, I done blew up out the motor I done blew up out the motor
You can tell I'm gettin' money, I ain't even gotta show it I ain't even gotta show it
**** the plug, I need the cord, that's the nigga that grow it That's the nigga that grow i
Balling every quarter Woah, guaranteed I won't blow up Let's go
Pink slip for the whips Woah, guarantee they can't tow it
Nah, uh-uh No
Long way from the hood, now a nigga on tour On tour
Thug life, but I can't go out like Shakur Like Shakur
Try to catch me at the light, nigga know we ain't goin' Know we ain't goin'
Big way before the rap, I was already blowin' I was already blowin'
Hear the BandPlay choppin', knockin' out your ear drums Ear drums
Young rich nigga from the South puttin' on Puttin' on
Now I get paid just to get up on a song Get up on a song