Big Truck Boys 歌词
| 歌曲 | Big Truck Boys |
| 歌手 | Mystikal |
| 专辑 | Let's Get Ready |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lawson, Tyler | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Don't get caught up with my big truck boy | |
| Fuck up, dog | |
| Respect my line and keep my shit clean | |
| Ain't gone let the big buck fall | |
| White on black tinted windows with the big black dog | |
| Nigga slipping bitches, toten, trying to get knocked off | |
| It's with the corna shit, sidewalk, 3 6 hard | |
| Ain't no motherfucka know what's on my old man log | |
| From y'all with the paint balls, horrible dogs | |
| Ten hut but | |
| I can pay for it fog, fog | |
| Somebody following me in my rear view | |
| And it probably them | |
| LawerysThinking | |
| I'm slanging that powder | |
| But I ain't 'bout to cop no charge | |
| That's the | |
| Pt Crosier, | |
| Double R, no job | |
| But I ain't got no time, | |
| I'm 'bout to ride to the frayer | |
| Hope they don't bring my shit back 'cause he ain't to far | |
| If they take my shit, straight over to business for war | |
| I'm talking better, he said, “ | |
| You talk to | |
| B.K.”I said, “ | |
| I ain't got the day”, | |
| I said, “You straight” | |
| Yes, I'm on my way with my shit | |
| That's what | |
| I did broke off head“ | |
| Show me what's up?”, that's what | |
| I saidHot curds front light in the streets | |
| Wodie wanted every small car 5 10 east | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Telling a mothafucka to strada | |
| Talk on the phone, drinks grada | |
| State troopers can kiss my ass | |
| The rest of you bitches gon' eat my dust | |
| Hit the city limit, lyrics start | |
| Yelling, "That's my truck", pull up the red light | |
| Trying to watch which nigga bone get back bra | |
| Packing towla, gone rolling through town | |
| Catch up with the fella | |
| With drug deals, hookas and stellas | |
| Better watch out for car jackers | |
| Some of the bitch ass niggas jealous | |
| Betta lock you tower girl | |
| They coming to get you, need developed | |
| Uptown hot be serving like they be slapping round niggas | |
| Them nigga got a | |
| Guillotine in they | |
| NavigatorOn the back, niggas standing, dancing | |
| Keeping this nigga on the | |
| Nextel, won't even answer | |
| Some white nigga trying to be like a snake | |
| Don't even know what's happening | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Believe me, niggas on 18 and 1920 up, tinted up, piped up | |
| Tank up, filled up, grilled up, loaded spiked up | |
| Hyped up, iced up, polo striped up, might up | |
| They want fresh cuts, they rush all like big trucks | |
| Big house, big car, big dogs like big stuff | |
| Big piano, pig feet, pig smoked, hut, hut, hut | |
| I like the to let the sun roof to let the wind blow my hair | |
| I turned on 5th avenue, boom, there them niggas go right there | |
| Looking at all them guns will do harm to yo' eyeballs | |
| These niggas live, you might not see, can the side walk | |
| Showing off with some thing, | |
| Mystikal drip | |
| Drop, he ought know being a dog he gone tag it | |
| Looking like he gon' charge at me cut | |
| Nigga drinking taboscian mixed with wine | |
| Put it L, | |
| I put 'em with a cat fish | |
| Dangerous niggas having fun | |
| Hollering at | |
| Q, we got a show in | |
| Florida, here we come | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don't give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit 'em with flat double barrel big strung, boy... |
| zuo ci : Lawson, Tyler | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Don' t get caught up with my big truck boy | |
| Fuck up, dog | |
| Respect my line and keep my shit clean | |
| Ain' t gone let the big buck fall | |
| White on black tinted windows with the big black dog | |
| Nigga slipping bitches, toten, trying to get knocked off | |
| It' s with the corna shit, sidewalk, 3 6 hard | |
| Ain' t no motherfucka know what' s on my old man log | |
| From y' all with the paint balls, horrible dogs | |
| Ten hut but | |
| I can pay for it fog, fog | |
| Somebody following me in my rear view | |
| And it probably them | |
| LawerysThinking | |
| I' m slanging that powder | |
| But I ain' t ' bout to cop no charge | |
| That' s the | |
| Pt Crosier, | |
| Double R, no job | |
| But I ain' t got no time, | |
| I' m ' bout to ride to the frayer | |
| Hope they don' t bring my shit back ' cause he ain' t to far | |
| If they take my shit, straight over to business for war | |
| I' m talking better, he said, " | |
| You talk to | |
| B. K." I said, " | |
| I ain' t got the day", | |
| I said, " You straight" | |
| Yes, I' m on my way with my shit | |
| That' s what | |
| I did broke off head" | |
| Show me what' s up?", that' s what | |
| I saidHot curds front light in the streets | |
| Wodie wanted every small car 5 10 east | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Telling a mothafucka to strada | |
| Talk on the phone, drinks grada | |
| State troopers can kiss my ass | |
| The rest of you bitches gon' eat my dust | |
| Hit the city limit, lyrics start | |
| Yelling, " That' s my truck", pull up the red light | |
| Trying to watch which nigga bone get back bra | |
| Packing towla, gone rolling through town | |
| Catch up with the fella | |
| With drug deals, hookas and stellas | |
| Better watch out for car jackers | |
| Some of the bitch ass niggas jealous | |
| Betta lock you tower girl | |
| They coming to get you, need developed | |
| Uptown hot be serving like they be slapping round niggas | |
| Them nigga got a | |
| Guillotine in they | |
| NavigatorOn the back, niggas standing, dancing | |
| Keeping this nigga on the | |
| Nextel, won' t even answer | |
| Some white nigga trying to be like a snake | |
| Don' t even know what' s happening | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Believe me, niggas on 18 and 1920 up, tinted up, piped up | |
| Tank up, filled up, grilled up, loaded spiked up | |
| Hyped up, iced up, polo striped up, might up | |
| They want fresh cuts, they rush all like big trucks | |
| Big house, big car, big dogs like big stuff | |
| Big piano, pig feet, pig smoked, hut, hut, hut | |
| I like the to let the sun roof to let the wind blow my hair | |
| I turned on 5th avenue, boom, there them niggas go right there | |
| Looking at all them guns will do harm to yo' eyeballs | |
| These niggas live, you might not see, can the side walk | |
| Showing off with some thing, | |
| Mystikal drip | |
| Drop, he ought know being a dog he gone tag it | |
| Looking like he gon' charge at me cut | |
| Nigga drinking taboscian mixed with wine | |
| Put it L, | |
| I put ' em with a cat fish | |
| Dangerous niggas having fun | |
| Hollering at | |
| Q, we got a show in | |
| Florida, here we come | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy... |
| zuò cí : Lawson, Tyler | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Don' t get caught up with my big truck boy | |
| Fuck up, dog | |
| Respect my line and keep my shit clean | |
| Ain' t gone let the big buck fall | |
| White on black tinted windows with the big black dog | |
| Nigga slipping bitches, toten, trying to get knocked off | |
| It' s with the corna shit, sidewalk, 3 6 hard | |
| Ain' t no motherfucka know what' s on my old man log | |
| From y' all with the paint balls, horrible dogs | |
| Ten hut but | |
| I can pay for it fog, fog | |
| Somebody following me in my rear view | |
| And it probably them | |
| LawerysThinking | |
| I' m slanging that powder | |
| But I ain' t ' bout to cop no charge | |
| That' s the | |
| Pt Crosier, | |
| Double R, no job | |
| But I ain' t got no time, | |
| I' m ' bout to ride to the frayer | |
| Hope they don' t bring my shit back ' cause he ain' t to far | |
| If they take my shit, straight over to business for war | |
| I' m talking better, he said, " | |
| You talk to | |
| B. K." I said, " | |
| I ain' t got the day", | |
| I said, " You straight" | |
| Yes, I' m on my way with my shit | |
| That' s what | |
| I did broke off head" | |
| Show me what' s up?", that' s what | |
| I saidHot curds front light in the streets | |
| Wodie wanted every small car 5 10 east | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Telling a mothafucka to strada | |
| Talk on the phone, drinks grada | |
| State troopers can kiss my ass | |
| The rest of you bitches gon' eat my dust | |
| Hit the city limit, lyrics start | |
| Yelling, " That' s my truck", pull up the red light | |
| Trying to watch which nigga bone get back bra | |
| Packing towla, gone rolling through town | |
| Catch up with the fella | |
| With drug deals, hookas and stellas | |
| Better watch out for car jackers | |
| Some of the bitch ass niggas jealous | |
| Betta lock you tower girl | |
| They coming to get you, need developed | |
| Uptown hot be serving like they be slapping round niggas | |
| Them nigga got a | |
| Guillotine in they | |
| NavigatorOn the back, niggas standing, dancing | |
| Keeping this nigga on the | |
| Nextel, won' t even answer | |
| Some white nigga trying to be like a snake | |
| Don' t even know what' s happening | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Believe me, niggas on 18 and 1920 up, tinted up, piped up | |
| Tank up, filled up, grilled up, loaded spiked up | |
| Hyped up, iced up, polo striped up, might up | |
| They want fresh cuts, they rush all like big trucks | |
| Big house, big car, big dogs like big stuff | |
| Big piano, pig feet, pig smoked, hut, hut, hut | |
| I like the to let the sun roof to let the wind blow my hair | |
| I turned on 5th avenue, boom, there them niggas go right there | |
| Looking at all them guns will do harm to yo' eyeballs | |
| These niggas live, you might not see, can the side walk | |
| Showing off with some thing, | |
| Mystikal drip | |
| Drop, he ought know being a dog he gone tag it | |
| Looking like he gon' charge at me cut | |
| Nigga drinking taboscian mixed with wine | |
| Put it L, | |
| I put ' em with a cat fish | |
| Dangerous niggas having fun | |
| Hollering at | |
| Q, we got a show in | |
| Florida, here we come | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy | |
| Buckle up, boy, don' t give a fuck, boy | |
| Here the Guillotine | |
| Big Ryders with the rest of the | |
| Big Trunk | |
| BoysLeather shit with the big chrome, boy | |
| Hit ' em with flat double barrel big strung, boy... |
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