歌曲 | Talkin' Ain't Walkin' |
歌手 | Lil Wyte |
专辑 | The One and Only |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Beauregard, Houston, Lanshaw | |
Haters Talkin But Haters Aint Walkin | |
Into This Fuckin Fire | |
These Haters Aint Walkin Into This Fire | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka im gay | |
Slap That Sucka | |
[Verse 1:] | |
Yeah They Call Me Lil Wyte | |
Im Back Out On The Grind | |
Im Drinkin Everyday | |
Im Smokein On Some pine | |
I Gotta Do It Big Until The Day I Die | |
You Cool Wit Me In My Face But A Hater In disguise (What) | |
You Can Git slapped down | |
When Im In Yo Town | |
Poppin Off Some Rounds | |
When Im On That crown | |
We Usually Pull Up Slow Wit Lights Off An Guns Drawn | |
Everything About To Go You Aint No Hood Good So Go Home | |
Take It Easy They Dont Want Shit Except Ya Life | |
Theyll Even Take A Small Bribe Some Coke An Ya Wife | |
You Shoulda Thought About Sercomstances Repercusions And Consequensis | |
But Ya Diddnt Now Ya Swimmin Somewhere In Tha Mississippi. | |
[Chorus: x2] | |
[Verse 2:] | |
I Aint Gon Nowhere I Been Chillin In The Same Cut | |
Smokin On The Same Blunt | |
Feelin On Tha Same Butts | |
Still Fuck Wit Tha Six Still Roll Wit Some Killers | |
Still Hang Wit A Big Click An Kick It Wit Drug Dealers | |
So What Ya Wanna Do | |
I Can Have Ya Whole Crew | |
Hogtied buried alive Undaneath The Swimmin Pool | |
But No Im Not An Evil Dude | |
Fact Im Pretty Fuckin Humble | |
400 Thousand Records Independet Cant My Stomache Bubble | |
An Im Jus Gettin Started Pimpin | |
You Aint Seen Retarded Pimpin | |
Fuck It Ill Be Modest To be Im The Fuckin Hardest Pimpin | |
I Can Spit It Hard This Year Yet Horrific At The Same Time | |
Can kill ya Bring ya To Life And Get Ya high Wit The Same rymes. | |
[Chorus: x2] | |
[Verse 3:] | |
OK u ask me how i do it i call it White Boy Magic | |
Im Not The Only One wit it I Jus Flash it wit A Passion | |
I Been missin in action but Now Im Back White Rappers Betta Duck And Hide | |
And For All The Haters I Have Arived So Guard Ya Grill And adjust ya Eyes | |
Smoke On Keep Cheefin | |
I Aint Tryin To Ruin Ya Weekend | |
But Ill Fuck Ya Mother and Show You The Real Meanin Of Beefin | |
I Been Grindin while you whinin | |
I Be Shinein Like A Diamond | |
You thaught this dirt would still be worthless if i was a realter buildin dollars | |
But Keep Ya Head Up I Wasnt Tryin To Destroy Ya Dreams | |
Like Katt Wiliams Said Its All Good Pimpin U Can Hate on me | |
The More U Talk The More It Lets Me Know I Walk | |
I Do It Fly | |
So Keep Ya Mouth Open Runnin It At all Times Mothafucker. | |
[Chorus: x2] |
zuo qu : Beauregard, Houston, Lanshaw | |
Haters Talkin But Haters Aint Walkin | |
Into This Fuckin Fire | |
These Haters Aint Walkin Into This Fire | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka im gay | |
Slap That Sucka | |
Verse 1: | |
Yeah They Call Me Lil Wyte | |
Im Back Out On The Grind | |
Im Drinkin Everyday | |
Im Smokein On Some pine | |
I Gotta Do It Big Until The Day I Die | |
You Cool Wit Me In My Face But A Hater In disguise What | |
You Can Git slapped down | |
When Im In Yo Town | |
Poppin Off Some Rounds | |
When Im On That crown | |
We Usually Pull Up Slow Wit Lights Off An Guns Drawn | |
Everything About To Go You Aint No Hood Good So Go Home | |
Take It Easy They Dont Want Shit Except Ya Life | |
Theyll Even Take A Small Bribe Some Coke An Ya Wife | |
You Shoulda Thought About Sercomstances Repercusions And Consequensis | |
But Ya Diddnt Now Ya Swimmin Somewhere In Tha Mississippi. | |
Chorus: x2 | |
Verse 2: | |
I Aint Gon Nowhere I Been Chillin In The Same Cut | |
Smokin On The Same Blunt | |
Feelin On Tha Same Butts | |
Still Fuck Wit Tha Six Still Roll Wit Some Killers | |
Still Hang Wit A Big Click An Kick It Wit Drug Dealers | |
So What Ya Wanna Do | |
I Can Have Ya Whole Crew | |
Hogtied buried alive Undaneath The Swimmin Pool | |
But No Im Not An Evil Dude | |
Fact Im Pretty Fuckin Humble | |
400 Thousand Records Independet Cant My Stomache Bubble | |
An Im Jus Gettin Started Pimpin | |
You Aint Seen Retarded Pimpin | |
Fuck It Ill Be Modest To be Im The Fuckin Hardest Pimpin | |
I Can Spit It Hard This Year Yet Horrific At The Same Time | |
Can kill ya Bring ya To Life And Get Ya high Wit The Same rymes. | |
Chorus: x2 | |
Verse 3: | |
OK u ask me how i do it i call it White Boy Magic | |
Im Not The Only One wit it I Jus Flash it wit A Passion | |
I Been missin in action but Now Im Back White Rappers Betta Duck And Hide | |
And For All The Haters I Have Arived So Guard Ya Grill And adjust ya Eyes | |
Smoke On Keep Cheefin | |
I Aint Tryin To Ruin Ya Weekend | |
But Ill Fuck Ya Mother and Show You The Real Meanin Of Beefin | |
I Been Grindin while you whinin | |
I Be Shinein Like A Diamond | |
You thaught this dirt would still be worthless if i was a realter buildin dollars | |
But Keep Ya Head Up I Wasnt Tryin To Destroy Ya Dreams | |
Like Katt Wiliams Said Its All Good Pimpin U Can Hate on me | |
The More U Talk The More It Lets Me Know I Walk | |
I Do It Fly | |
So Keep Ya Mouth Open Runnin It At all Times Mothafucker. | |
Chorus: x2 |
zuò qǔ : Beauregard, Houston, Lanshaw | |
Haters Talkin But Haters Aint Walkin | |
Into This Fuckin Fire | |
These Haters Aint Walkin Into This Fire | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka Bitch | |
Slap That Sucka im gay | |
Slap That Sucka | |
Verse 1: | |
Yeah They Call Me Lil Wyte | |
Im Back Out On The Grind | |
Im Drinkin Everyday | |
Im Smokein On Some pine | |
I Gotta Do It Big Until The Day I Die | |
You Cool Wit Me In My Face But A Hater In disguise What | |
You Can Git slapped down | |
When Im In Yo Town | |
Poppin Off Some Rounds | |
When Im On That crown | |
We Usually Pull Up Slow Wit Lights Off An Guns Drawn | |
Everything About To Go You Aint No Hood Good So Go Home | |
Take It Easy They Dont Want Shit Except Ya Life | |
Theyll Even Take A Small Bribe Some Coke An Ya Wife | |
You Shoulda Thought About Sercomstances Repercusions And Consequensis | |
But Ya Diddnt Now Ya Swimmin Somewhere In Tha Mississippi. | |
Chorus: x2 | |
Verse 2: | |
I Aint Gon Nowhere I Been Chillin In The Same Cut | |
Smokin On The Same Blunt | |
Feelin On Tha Same Butts | |
Still Fuck Wit Tha Six Still Roll Wit Some Killers | |
Still Hang Wit A Big Click An Kick It Wit Drug Dealers | |
So What Ya Wanna Do | |
I Can Have Ya Whole Crew | |
Hogtied buried alive Undaneath The Swimmin Pool | |
But No Im Not An Evil Dude | |
Fact Im Pretty Fuckin Humble | |
400 Thousand Records Independet Cant My Stomache Bubble | |
An Im Jus Gettin Started Pimpin | |
You Aint Seen Retarded Pimpin | |
Fuck It Ill Be Modest To be Im The Fuckin Hardest Pimpin | |
I Can Spit It Hard This Year Yet Horrific At The Same Time | |
Can kill ya Bring ya To Life And Get Ya high Wit The Same rymes. | |
Chorus: x2 | |
Verse 3: | |
OK u ask me how i do it i call it White Boy Magic | |
Im Not The Only One wit it I Jus Flash it wit A Passion | |
I Been missin in action but Now Im Back White Rappers Betta Duck And Hide | |
And For All The Haters I Have Arived So Guard Ya Grill And adjust ya Eyes | |
Smoke On Keep Cheefin | |
I Aint Tryin To Ruin Ya Weekend | |
But Ill Fuck Ya Mother and Show You The Real Meanin Of Beefin | |
I Been Grindin while you whinin | |
I Be Shinein Like A Diamond | |
You thaught this dirt would still be worthless if i was a realter buildin dollars | |
But Keep Ya Head Up I Wasnt Tryin To Destroy Ya Dreams | |
Like Katt Wiliams Said Its All Good Pimpin U Can Hate on me | |
The More U Talk The More It Lets Me Know I Walk | |
I Do It Fly | |
So Keep Ya Mouth Open Runnin It At all Times Mothafucker. | |
Chorus: x2 |