歌曲 | About All That |
歌手 | Birdman |
专辑 | Like Father, Like Son |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cartagena, Carter, TMIX ... | |
Young desperado straight out the grotto | |
I'm so bad my shadow chooses not to follow | |
Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino | |
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like | |
Rocky Marciano | |
It's a drought ain't it? | |
How the fuck would | |
I know? Nigga | |
I been gettin' my | |
Cher in (share in) like | |
Sonny Bono | |
I ran the streets... check my bio | |
I started high wit' two | |
O's just like | |
Ohio I'm fuckin' nuts... cashews | |
But I'm so | |
DC like fat shoes | |
I skate away... like later dudes! | |
Never get caught baby | |
I'm mashed potato smooth | |
And just when it stopped... | |
I made it move | |
Respect me nigga | |
I'm a dog... no | |
Asian food | |
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit | |
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga [Chorus - Lil Wayne] | |
Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... ' | |
Cause you aint really even 'bout all that | |
You ain't really even 'bout all that | |
And don't'cha forget.. | |
I know ya you ain't 'bout all that | |
You ain't never been about all that... fall back [Verse 2 - Fat Joe] | |
Niggaz must want | |
Joey to lean on 'em | |
Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em | |
Let 'em sleep on it it's nothin' to | |
Crack Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs | |
Yeah Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks | |
Either way they both spit like | |
BRRRRAT! Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies | |
And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me | |
Nigga... how you want it ?? coke or dog food? | |
My shit'll have you runnin' naked like an old school | |
And yeah we 'bout it 'bout it and you ain't ridin' on me | |
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin' | |
And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me | |
That 40 cal'll get you ?? | |
This shit is funny to me | |
All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... | |
Crack! [Chorus - Lil Wayne] [Verse 3 - Birdman] | |
I had 'em as lil' niggaz raised 'em 'round real niggaz | |
Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga | |
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga | |
Chillin' I'm in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga | |
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools | |
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money | |
And ain't nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang | |
Still gettin' money still spendin' change | |
We hustlin' from | |
Sunday to | |
Sunday And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin' | |
Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks | |
Got the dope in the | |
Hummer cold case for that thang | |
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs | |
Wish I woulda caught 'em | |
I'dda split they fuckin' wig 3rd | |
Ward let me claim my fame | |
I put it down | |
Uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat [Chorus - Lil Wayne] |
zuo qu : Cartagena, Carter, TMIX ... | |
Young desperado straight out the grotto | |
I' m so bad my shadow chooses not to follow | |
Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino | |
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like | |
Rocky Marciano | |
It' s a drought ain' t it? | |
How the fuck would | |
I know? Nigga | |
I been gettin' my | |
Cher in share in like | |
Sonny Bono | |
I ran the streets... check my bio | |
I started high wit' two | |
O' s just like | |
Ohio I' m fuckin' nuts... cashews | |
But I' m so | |
DC like fat shoes | |
I skate away... like later dudes! | |
Never get caught baby | |
I' m mashed potato smooth | |
And just when it stopped... | |
I made it move | |
Respect me nigga | |
I' m a dog... no | |
Asian food | |
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit | |
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga Chorus Lil Wayne | |
Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... ' | |
Cause you aint really even ' bout all that | |
You ain' t really even ' bout all that | |
And don' t' cha forget.. | |
I know ya you ain' t ' bout all that | |
You ain' t never been about all that... fall back Verse 2 Fat Joe | |
Niggaz must want | |
Joey to lean on ' em | |
Flash the binky splash his dreams on ' em | |
Let ' em sleep on it it' s nothin' to | |
Crack Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs | |
Yeah Weezy homie' s got yo' back whether raps or macks | |
Either way they both spit like | |
BRRRRAT! Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies | |
And we done sold so much dope ain' t shit you tell me | |
Nigga... how you want it ?? coke or dog food? | |
My shit' ll have you runnin' naked like an old school | |
And yeah we ' bout it ' bout it and you ain' t ridin' on me | |
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin' | |
And I' m a rider homie and you can find it on me | |
That 40 cal' ll get you ?? | |
This shit is funny to me | |
All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... | |
Crack! Chorus Lil Wayne Verse 3 Birdman | |
I had ' em as lil' niggaz raised ' em ' round real niggaz | |
Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga | |
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga | |
Chillin' I' m in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga | |
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools | |
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money | |
And ain' t nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang | |
Still gettin' money still spendin' change | |
We hustlin' from | |
Sunday to | |
Sunday And we grindin' everyday like the money ain' t comin' | |
Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks | |
Got the dope in the | |
Hummer cold case for that thang | |
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs | |
Wish I woulda caught ' em | |
I' dda split they fuckin' wig 3rd | |
Ward let me claim my fame | |
I put it down | |
Uptown I' ma do my thang believe dat Chorus Lil Wayne |
zuò qǔ : Cartagena, Carter, TMIX ... | |
Young desperado straight out the grotto | |
I' m so bad my shadow chooses not to follow | |
Little nigga but see me as a fuckin' rhino | |
Lil Weezy hit this bitch like | |
Rocky Marciano | |
It' s a drought ain' t it? | |
How the fuck would | |
I know? Nigga | |
I been gettin' my | |
Cher in share in like | |
Sonny Bono | |
I ran the streets... check my bio | |
I started high wit' two | |
O' s just like | |
Ohio I' m fuckin' nuts... cashews | |
But I' m so | |
DC like fat shoes | |
I skate away... like later dudes! | |
Never get caught baby | |
I' m mashed potato smooth | |
And just when it stopped... | |
I made it move | |
Respect me nigga | |
I' m a dog... no | |
Asian food | |
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit | |
And daisy dukes you bitch ass nigga Chorus Lil Wayne | |
Keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... keep talkin' that shit that you talkin' | |
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta shit | |
My nigga... ' | |
Cause you aint really even ' bout all that | |
You ain' t really even ' bout all that | |
And don' t' cha forget.. | |
I know ya you ain' t ' bout all that | |
You ain' t never been about all that... fall back Verse 2 Fat Joe | |
Niggaz must want | |
Joey to lean on ' em | |
Flash the binky splash his dreams on ' em | |
Let ' em sleep on it it' s nothin' to | |
Crack Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs | |
Yeah Weezy homie' s got yo' back whether raps or macks | |
Either way they both spit like | |
BRRRRAT! Nigga... them muhfuckas is broke like them levies | |
And we done sold so much dope ain' t shit you tell me | |
Nigga... how you want it ?? coke or dog food? | |
My shit' ll have you runnin' naked like an old school | |
And yeah we ' bout it ' bout it and you ain' t ridin' on me | |
Unless ya got a whole fuckin' suicidal warmin' | |
And I' m a rider homie and you can find it on me | |
That 40 cal' ll get you ?? | |
This shit is funny to me | |
All these niggaz frontin' war but they runnin' from me... | |
Crack! Chorus Lil Wayne Verse 3 Birdman | |
I had ' em as lil' niggaz raised ' em ' round real niggaz | |
Poppin' bottles fuckin' wit' them bitches nigga | |
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young nigga | |
Chillin' I' m in the streets hustlin' gettin' money nigga | |
Changed all my new shoes nigga got some new tools | |
Nigga got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money | |
And ain' t nothin' ever changed still doin' the thang | |
Still gettin' money still spendin' change | |
We hustlin' from | |
Sunday to | |
Sunday And we grindin' everyday like the money ain' t comin' | |
Nigga... yeah we ridin' woodgrains and minks | |
Got the dope in the | |
Hummer cold case for that thang | |
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in niggaz cribs | |
Wish I woulda caught ' em | |
I' dda split they fuckin' wig 3rd | |
Ward let me claim my fame | |
I put it down | |
Uptown I' ma do my thang believe dat Chorus Lil Wayne |