歌曲 | I'm Known |
歌手 | AZ |
专辑 | Pieces Of A Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Cruz, Jones, Pudour |
[00:05.082] | Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix |
[00:07.934] | My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since |
[00:10.668] | 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts |
[00:13.368] | Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense? |
[00:16.001] | Chill a lot, niggas wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not |
[00:18.453] | If I'm holdin', what kind of steel I got |
[00:21.151] | False alarms, tatoos all across my arms |
[00:24.008] | Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms |
[00:26.665] | Check that, taking this paper you can bet that |
[00:29.073] | No set backs, shittin' on niggas wit out the Exlax |
[00:31.719] | Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' |
[00:34.619] | Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowin' |
[00:37.315] | Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas |
[00:40.571] | Street worth 9 figures |
[00:42.389] | It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now |
[00:44.858] | Raw style, four fours to your door now |
[00:47.846] | Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin' |
[00:50.544] | Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in |
[00:53.044] | Plans rollin', handsome nigga's hands golden |
[00:55.664] | Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen |
[00:58.310] | Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don't need to riff |
[01:00.814] | Automatic shit, for fakin' that's what you faggots get |
[01:03.935] | |
[01:14.230] | Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men |
[01:17.007] | 10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in |
[01:19.850] | Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat |
[01:22.443] | Unknown traps keep jail niggas goin' back |
[01:24.772] | Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' |
[01:27.474] | Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian |
[01:30.588] | Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doin' |
[01:33.163] | Snakes, that's why I hand shake and keep movin' |
[01:35.575] | World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist |
[01:38.168] | But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish |
[01:40.903] | Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86 |
[01:44.511] | That's what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch |
[01:46.456] | Rough life, stab wounds, cuts and bites |
[01:48.993] | Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics |
[01:51.378] | Borciase my words spreads across tribes |
[01:54.270] | Who live? Made for the system up in your ride |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Cruz, Jones, Pudour |
[00:05.082] | Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix |
[00:07.934] | My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain' t seen me since |
[00:10.668] | 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts |
[00:13.368] | Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense? |
[00:16.001] | Chill a lot, niggas wanna know if I' m real or not, kill or not |
[00:18.453] | If I' m holdin', what kind of steel I got |
[00:21.151] | False alarms, tatoos all across my arms |
[00:24.008] | Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms |
[00:26.665] | Check that, taking this paper you can bet that |
[00:29.073] | No set backs, shittin' on niggas wit out the Exlax |
[00:31.719] | Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' |
[00:34.619] | Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech' s blowin' |
[00:37.315] | Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas |
[00:40.571] | Street worth 9 figures |
[00:42.389] | It' s a war now, hard to the core for sure now |
[00:44.858] | Raw style, four fours to your door now |
[00:47.846] | Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin' |
[00:50.544] | Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in |
[00:53.044] | Plans rollin', handsome nigga' s hands golden |
[00:55.664] | Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen |
[00:58.310] | Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don' t need to riff |
[01:00.814] | Automatic shit, for fakin' that' s what you faggots get |
[01:03.935] | |
[01:14.230] | Out of 30 men, know 20 that' s worthy men |
[01:17.007] | 10 is friends, the other 10' d probably turn me in |
[01:19.850] | Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat |
[01:22.443] | Unknown traps keep jail niggas goin' back |
[01:24.772] | Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' |
[01:27.474] | Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian |
[01:30.588] | Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doin' |
[01:33.163] | Snakes, that' s why I hand shake and keep movin' |
[01:35.575] | World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist |
[01:38.168] | But it' s finished, a little jail time helped me replenish |
[01:40.903] | Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in ' 86 |
[01:44.511] | That' s what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch |
[01:46.456] | Rough life, stab wounds, cuts and bites |
[01:48.993] | Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics |
[01:51.378] | Borciase my words spreads across tribes |
[01:54.270] | Who live? Made for the system up in your ride |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Cruz, Jones, Pudour |
[00:05.082] | Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix |
[00:07.934] | My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain' t seen me since |
[00:10.668] | 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts |
[00:13.368] | Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense? |
[00:16.001] | Chill a lot, niggas wanna know if I' m real or not, kill or not |
[00:18.453] | If I' m holdin', what kind of steel I got |
[00:21.151] | False alarms, tatoos all across my arms |
[00:24.008] | Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms |
[00:26.665] | Check that, taking this paper you can bet that |
[00:29.073] | No set backs, shittin' on niggas wit out the Exlax |
[00:31.719] | Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' |
[00:34.619] | Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech' s blowin' |
[00:37.315] | Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas |
[00:40.571] | Street worth 9 figures |
[00:42.389] | It' s a war now, hard to the core for sure now |
[00:44.858] | Raw style, four fours to your door now |
[00:47.846] | Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin' |
[00:50.544] | Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in |
[00:53.044] | Plans rollin', handsome nigga' s hands golden |
[00:55.664] | Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen |
[00:58.310] | Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don' t need to riff |
[01:00.814] | Automatic shit, for fakin' that' s what you faggots get |
[01:03.935] | |
[01:14.230] | Out of 30 men, know 20 that' s worthy men |
[01:17.007] | 10 is friends, the other 10' d probably turn me in |
[01:19.850] | Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat |
[01:22.443] | Unknown traps keep jail niggas goin' back |
[01:24.772] | Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' |
[01:27.474] | Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian |
[01:30.588] | Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doin' |
[01:33.163] | Snakes, that' s why I hand shake and keep movin' |
[01:35.575] | World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist |
[01:38.168] | But it' s finished, a little jail time helped me replenish |
[01:40.903] | Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in ' 86 |
[01:44.511] | That' s what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch |
[01:46.456] | Rough life, stab wounds, cuts and bites |
[01:48.993] | Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics |
[01:51.378] | Borciase my words spreads across tribes |
[01:54.270] | Who live? Made for the system up in your ride |