歌曲 | Gun Rule |
歌手 | Cashis |
专辑 | The County Hound EP |
作曲 : Johnson, Mathers, Reston | |
Walkin, with a semi cocked, | |
Flick down any block, | |
Get cash plenty drop or getting shot, | |
Went to war with the cops, you reach for what I got, | |
Treat you like Singapore, swing a sword, you are chopped, | |
Picture me pistol fling, look at me, look at me, | |
And realize aint none a yall as hood as me. | |
That's on everything, take six to ya frame, | |
You son caught strays, he gon die any day, | |
Try and act brave, tell the law my name, | |
I bet your family wont live to see another day, | |
There is no other way, you hearing what I say, | |
I got paper now, I can fight the case, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Like Iraq, C-4 in back packs, | |
You can pull straps but you cant match that, | |
Thought you was hard as shit bitch, | |
Why you let em snitch? | |
Put the gun in ya hand now we can settle it, | |
Put it up to his head, I cant do it for ya, | |
You be the trigger man, kill your own brother, | |
See how it feels when he drops and he bleeds, | |
I handed you heat, it was your option to squeeze, | |
Drop to your knees, look at me and believe, | |
There's only one way to get out of this thing, | |
Barrel aimed at your face, cocked back fired straight, | |
Now release neither one of us to catch a murder case | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Flyin down the 5, flicked out getting high, | |
Jump off from Lincoln, roll through Anaheim, | |
Rush of a homicide, races through my mind | |
I commit any crime, any where any time, | |
Stick niggas for their shine yeah, | |
You been on the grind yeah, | |
Take the jury off and pass it to me its mine, | |
Cohort, Me and my cohorts on codeine, | |
Conspiring, rioting, robbin niggas for more cream. | |
Step on work, eighth by eighth, | |
Six points off a quarter nigga stretch that cake, | |
I aint chillin on the corner, ya phone and ya order, | |
For 8 balls and up, I aint holdin nothing shorter, yeah. | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of **** you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule |
zuò qǔ : Johnson, Mathers, Reston | |
Walkin, with a semi cocked, | |
Flick down any block, | |
Get cash plenty drop or getting shot, | |
Went to war with the cops, you reach for what I got, | |
Treat you like Singapore, swing a sword, you are chopped, | |
Picture me pistol fling, look at me, look at me, | |
And realize aint none a yall as hood as me. | |
That' s on everything, take six to ya frame, | |
You son caught strays, he gon die any day, | |
Try and act brave, tell the law my name, | |
I bet your family wont live to see another day, | |
There is no other way, you hearing what I say, | |
I got paper now, I can fight the case, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Like Iraq, C4 in back packs, | |
You can pull straps but you cant match that, | |
Thought you was hard as shit bitch, | |
Why you let em snitch? | |
Put the gun in ya hand now we can settle it, | |
Put it up to his head, I cant do it for ya, | |
You be the trigger man, kill your own brother, | |
See how it feels when he drops and he bleeds, | |
I handed you heat, it was your option to squeeze, | |
Drop to your knees, look at me and believe, | |
There' s only one way to get out of this thing, | |
Barrel aimed at your face, cocked back fired straight, | |
Now release neither one of us to catch a murder case | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Flyin down the 5, flicked out getting high, | |
Jump off from Lincoln, roll through Anaheim, | |
Rush of a homicide, races through my mind | |
I commit any crime, any where any time, | |
Stick niggas for their shine yeah, | |
You been on the grind yeah, | |
Take the jury off and pass it to me its mine, | |
Cohort, Me and my cohorts on codeine, | |
Conspiring, rioting, robbin niggas for more cream. | |
Step on work, eighth by eighth, | |
Six points off a quarter nigga stretch that cake, | |
I aint chillin on the corner, ya phone and ya order, | |
For 8 balls and up, I aint holdin nothing shorter, yeah. | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, | |
Im walkin through this concrete jungle, plenty niggas ready to mug you, | |
Attitude of you, nigga you aint been where Im from fool, | |
The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule |