- Spice 1 Caught Up In My Gunplay 歌词
- Spice 1
- If foes try to jack I'ma blast three
如果有人想要开干，我能一打三
然后开着凯迪拉克追上第四个人碾成两半
Run the fourth nigga over with the caddy
他现在该知道尖沙咀谁说了算
懦夫生来就在等着死
Had he not known about the Mac Daddy
别问我为什么
你的兄弟还在外面以为你还活着
Slug happy that's born to die
合上眼然后敲敲你的手表，我会把你的尸体送回去的
这是一条不归路
Ask why
我的火炮只能用来杀戮
只有蠢货才会在匪徒的地盘上贩毒
You niggas be out there thinkin you can't ever be touched on
我劝我妈别把杀人当成杀牲畜
事实上我越这么仁慈他们越是吓得像吃了开塞露
Close your eyes and click your Filas and I'm gon' send you home
我的哥们全是杀人的疯子
天天和这帮疯子一起出没
On a one-way mission to CP Bannon
让你们干嘛你们最好照做
最好小心点如果你们还想活
My cannon is made for killin
因为子弹不长眼
那些想闹事的人都被打成了筛子
Nigga caught up in this mob shit and this drug dealin
你永远不会想卷入与我的战斗
给我听着
I'm tellin my momma don't want to be no statistic
你们早就没有回头的路
事是你们挑起来的，傻冒
But realistically I've got my enemies scared shitless
在我开枪之前我有提醒过，可你无视我的警告
现在我在考虑是不是该把头从你的脖子上崩掉
All of my homies is killas
因为想尝尝我子弹的人都是这个下场
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
Surrounded daily by the real niggas
这就是我们在这里的生活方式
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
With finger-trigs you dig? We big
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
Nigga duck if you want to live
这就是我们在这里的生活方式
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
Cause it ain't no name on them bullets
他们来贫民窟等他们的只有死
记住，不胜利毋宁死
Murderers be dishin
因为跪舔只能换来竖起的中指
我的子弹击中你的身体，人群开始骚动
You wishin you never got caught up in my gunplay
你站在那，不知所措
体温从你身上流走，喘息声从我耳边飘过
You shoulda listened
医生都不能阻止血从你身上滑落
眼前闪过你这一生的没落
Now it's too late ain't no turnin back
你希望自己从来没出生过
当初扣动扳机的时候你是怎么想的呢
Nigga you done started this
这就是你蠢的地方
让我们想起来我们手上也有枪
I told you once before my trigger gots no heart at this
当前辈倒下后
所有人都会感觉到内疚
Now shall I proceed to blow your head up off your spinal cord
每当有人中弹，我们就更加投入战斗
更想要制造伤口
Cause niggas that fuck around with my click is gonna come up short
当我们开枪的时候你们最好别再躲藏
因为我手中有枪
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
那子弹击中你比爆菊还让你受伤
你们简直就是在和正规军打仗
This is how we live and die up in the Bay
是不是没人告诉你
你在和一个擅长打败你的人开战
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
这就是我的战争
Yeah，XXX，Bloawww
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
你们这帮小学生快回去洗洗睡吧
别让我们在你们身上做一些不可描述的事情
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
This is how we live and die up in the Bay
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
Them come up short in the ghetto them die where them lay
Remember the real niggas down for the killin
And ain't no remorse for you suckas
Ruckus is caused when the chrome is exposed
To you niggas, leaving your body froze
Your flesh is freezin you wheezin
Paramedics can't stop the bleedin
You seein your life before your eyes
You hate you leavin
Shoulda thought before you pulled the trigger
Thats the bitch in you
Recognize realize that all our trigger fingers itchy too
See we on some old mob shit
Everybody guilty of somethin
That's why when one dumpin, we all pumpin
Tryin to kill us somethin
Vacate the facilites when we bailin up in yo' shit
'Cause the pistol grips
Make bigger holes then them fuckin hollow tips
You fuckin with a soldier
Ain't nobody told ya
You funkin with niggas that's known for killin niggas
Over and over, this is my gunplay
Yeah bitch, Bloawww
Ya'll haters can't fuck with this old school playa
Straight dumpin them hollow tips up they nustack nigga fuck that
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