Ghetto Symphony 歌词
| 歌曲 | Ghetto Symphony |
| 歌手 | A$AP Rocky |
| 歌手 | Gunplay |
| 歌手 | A$AP Ferg |
| 专辑 | LONG.LIVE.A$AP |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [00:01.96] | Do just what I tell you |
| [00:08.18] | Don't come in any closer |
| [00:14.15] | And no one will get hurt |
| [00:20.03] | 'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two |
| [00:23.76][Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] | |
| [00:25.76] | A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay |
| [00:28.65] | Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like André |
| [00:31.94] | Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that's Bombay |
| [00:35.13] | Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way |
| [00:38.12] | Niggas on a Sunday, business on a Monday |
| [00:41.35] | My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway |
| [00:44.54] | Come be my fiancee, she ****ed me in a Hyundai |
| [00:47.68] | My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe |
| [00:50.83] | Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K |
| [00:53.96] | Bougie-ass b*****s made me wait to **** for two days |
| [00:57.31] | Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed |
| [01:00.49] | Top off like toupees, drop off, touche |
| [01:03.88] | Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy |
| [01:06.86] | And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy |
| [01:10.15] | Bounce, boy, Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga, G |
| [01:13.33] | Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony |
| [01:16.03][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [01:30.02] | Don't come in any closer |
| [01:33.01] | Don't come in any closer |
| [01:35.60] | Don't come in any closer |
| [01:38.64] | Don't come in any closer |
| [01:41.28][Verse 2: Gunplay] | |
| [01:45.23] | Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness |
| [01:48.57] | Niggas lickin' and locking up my swishas |
| [01:51.55] | Once she blow my whistle, she know it's dismissal |
| [01:54.59] | Spread the news I'm official, now hop out my foreign vessel |
| [01:57.58] | Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready |
| [02:00.77] | Already tested, tears and blood invested |
| [02:03.85] | Till my cardiac's arrested and my 40 ounce is empty |
| [02:07.14] | Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that |
| [02:10.48] | Black magic on the tires only I |
| [02:13.87] | Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile |
| [02:16.60] | Warrants, police on me now, still tourin' |
| [02:19.89] | And my chain it may slow me down cheer for |
| [02:22.97] | Pain, in its purest form |
| [02:25.76] | Don't complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid |
| [02:29.44] | So crib got clear doors |
| [02:31.84] | Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports |
| [02:37.81][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [02:48.77] | Don't come in any closer |
| [02:51.57] | Don't come in any closer |
| [02:54.71] | Don't come in any closer |
| [02:58.01] | Don't come in any closer... |
| [03:01.74][Verse 3: ASAP Ferg] | |
| [03:04.70] | Since Rocky spit like André, I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi |
| [03:07.65] | These rappers is on my entré, eat 'em like cookies, Chips Ahoy |
| [03:10.83] | Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that'll kill for joy |
| [03:13.97] | Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy |
| [03:17.10] | Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga |
| [03:19.14] | Like c*****e mixed with a roid |
| [03:20.79] | Slow punch make a nigga chin collide |
| [03:22.23] | That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine |
| [03:24.22] | Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine |
| [03:27.02] | Little mother****ers that commit the crime |
| [03:28.36] | These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine |
| [03:32.59] | Guess that's why the ground sip the wine |
| [03:33.69] | Pouring liq' so I soak in lift and shine |
| [03:34.73] | Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky |
| [03:38.01] | My soul gets cold when my niggas died |
| [03:39.86] | So and so, niggas live and die |
| [03:41.35] | Beneath shoe soles you will reside |
| [03:44.58] | Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies |
| [03:46.29] | Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies |
| [03:47.16] | How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never! |
| [03:53.16] | Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga |
| [00:00.00][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [00:01.96] | Do just what I tell you |
| [00:08.18] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [00:14.15] | And no one will get hurt |
| [00:20.03] | ' Cause I don' t know how long I can hold my heart in two |
| [00:23.76][Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] | |
| [00:25.76] | A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay |
| [00:28.65] | Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like Andr |
| [00:31.94] | Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that' s Bombay |
| [00:35.13] | Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way |
| [00:38.12] | Niggas on a Sunday, business on a Monday |
| [00:41.35] | My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway |
| [00:44.54] | Come be my fiancee, she ed me in a Hyundai |
| [00:47.68] | My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe |
| [00:50.83] | Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K |
| [00:53.96] | Bougie-ass b s made me wait to for two days |
| [00:57.31] | Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed |
| [01:00.49] | Top off like toupees, drop off, touche |
| [01:03.88] | Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I' m a city boy |
| [01:06.86] | And my outfit was in Vogue, I' m a pretty boy |
| [01:10.15] | Bounce, boy, Flacko tell ' em holla at a nigga, G |
| [01:13.33] | Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony |
| [01:16.03][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [01:30.02] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:33.01] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:35.60] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:38.64] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:41.28][Verse 2: Gunplay] | |
| [01:45.23] | Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness |
| [01:48.57] | Niggas lickin' and locking up my swishas |
| [01:51.55] | Once she blow my whistle, she know it' s dismissal |
| [01:54.59] | Spread the news I' m official, now hop out my foreign vessel |
| [01:57.58] | Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready |
| [02:00.77] | Already tested, tears and blood invested |
| [02:03.85] | Till my cardiac' s arrested and my 40 ounce is empty |
| [02:07.14] | Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that |
| [02:10.48] | Black magic on the tires only I |
| [02:13.87] | Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile |
| [02:16.60] | Warrants, police on me now, still tourin' |
| [02:19.89] | And my chain it may slow me down cheer for |
| [02:22.97] | Pain, in its purest form |
| [02:25.76] | Don' t complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid |
| [02:29.44] | So crib got clear doors |
| [02:31.84] | Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports |
| [02:37.81][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [02:48.77] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:51.57] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:54.71] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:58.01] | Don' t come in any closer. . . |
| [03:01.74][Verse 3: ASAP Ferg] | |
| [03:04.70] | Since Rocky spit like Andr, I' m gon' kill ' em like Big Boi |
| [03:07.65] | These rappers is on my entr, eat ' em like cookies, Chips Ahoy |
| [03:10.83] | Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that' ll kill for joy |
| [03:13.97] | Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy |
| [03:17.10] | Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga |
| [03:19.14] | Like c e mixed with a roid |
| [03:20.79] | Slow punch make a nigga chin collide |
| [03:22.23] | That' s for talking how fast you could grip a nine |
| [03:24.22] | Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine |
| [03:27.02] | Little mother ers that commit the crime |
| [03:28.36] | These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine |
| [03:32.59] | Guess that' s why the ground sip the wine |
| [03:33.69] | Pouring liq' so I soak in lift and shine |
| [03:34.73] | Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky |
| [03:38.01] | My soul gets cold when my niggas died |
| [03:39.86] | So and so, niggas live and die |
| [03:41.35] | Beneath shoe soles you will reside |
| [03:44.58] | Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies |
| [03:46.29] | Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies |
| [03:47.16] | How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never! |
| [03:53.16] | Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga |
| [00:00.00][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [00:01.96] | Do just what I tell you |
| [00:08.18] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [00:14.15] | And no one will get hurt |
| [00:20.03] | ' Cause I don' t know how long I can hold my heart in two |
| [00:23.76][Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] | |
| [00:25.76] | A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay |
| [00:28.65] | Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like Andr |
| [00:31.94] | Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that' s Bombay |
| [00:35.13] | Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way |
| [00:38.12] | Niggas on a Sunday, business on a Monday |
| [00:41.35] | My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway |
| [00:44.54] | Come be my fiancee, she ed me in a Hyundai |
| [00:47.68] | My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe |
| [00:50.83] | Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K |
| [00:53.96] | Bougie-ass b s made me wait to for two days |
| [00:57.31] | Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed |
| [01:00.49] | Top off like toupees, drop off, touche |
| [01:03.88] | Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I' m a city boy |
| [01:06.86] | And my outfit was in Vogue, I' m a pretty boy |
| [01:10.15] | Bounce, boy, Flacko tell ' em holla at a nigga, G |
| [01:13.33] | Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony |
| [01:16.03][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [01:30.02] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:33.01] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:35.60] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:38.64] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [01:41.28][Verse 2: Gunplay] | |
| [01:45.23] | Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness |
| [01:48.57] | Niggas lickin' and locking up my swishas |
| [01:51.55] | Once she blow my whistle, she know it' s dismissal |
| [01:54.59] | Spread the news I' m official, now hop out my foreign vessel |
| [01:57.58] | Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready |
| [02:00.77] | Already tested, tears and blood invested |
| [02:03.85] | Till my cardiac' s arrested and my 40 ounce is empty |
| [02:07.14] | Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that |
| [02:10.48] | Black magic on the tires only I |
| [02:13.87] | Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile |
| [02:16.60] | Warrants, police on me now, still tourin' |
| [02:19.89] | And my chain it may slow me down cheer for |
| [02:22.97] | Pain, in its purest form |
| [02:25.76] | Don' t complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid |
| [02:29.44] | So crib got clear doors |
| [02:31.84] | Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports |
| [02:37.81][Chorus: Imogen Heap] | |
| [02:48.77] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:51.57] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:54.71] | Don' t come in any closer |
| [02:58.01] | Don' t come in any closer. . . |
| [03:01.74][Verse 3: ASAP Ferg] | |
| [03:04.70] | Since Rocky spit like Andr, I' m gon' kill ' em like Big Boi |
| [03:07.65] | These rappers is on my entr, eat ' em like cookies, Chips Ahoy |
| [03:10.83] | Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that' ll kill for joy |
| [03:13.97] | Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy |
| [03:17.10] | Arnold Schwarzenegger, toss a nigga |
| [03:19.14] | Like c e mixed with a roid |
| [03:20.79] | Slow punch make a nigga chin collide |
| [03:22.23] | That' s for talking how fast you could grip a nine |
| [03:24.22] | Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine |
| [03:27.02] | Little mother ers that commit the crime |
| [03:28.36] | These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine |
| [03:32.59] | Guess that' s why the ground sip the wine |
| [03:33.69] | Pouring liq' so I soak in lift and shine |
| [03:34.73] | Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky |
| [03:38.01] | My soul gets cold when my niggas died |
| [03:39.86] | So and so, niggas live and die |
| [03:41.35] | Beneath shoe soles you will reside |
| [03:44.58] | Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies |
| [03:46.29] | Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies |
| [03:47.16] | How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never! |
| [03:53.16] | Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga |
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