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- Maxo Kream GREENER KNOTS 歌詞
- Maxo Kream
- Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Okay I seen a lot
Runnin in and out of granny house
Uncle bumpin on the couch first time I seen a rock
Headed right there in the chair watchin WWE first time he seen The Rock
Had my grandma pissed went to school all white K-Swiss
Told em 'Change that s**t put it on Rap City Basement'
First time I seen the Locs
Started gettin high homicides drive-by ex demons
Lemon squeeze red beams and Glocks
Seen a n***a die shot him right in the eye
Put a n***a in the sky made his breathing stop
Spin the block for the chop aint even stop
Cant ring your shots
Thats the very first day that I ever seen me an opp
Okay I seen a lot
Came from the slums had to get it out the mud no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns hear the cops better run
Head to the sun clouds still dream a lot
Never had nothin tryna run up on a yacht
Leave it all for my son them greener knots
Dont know about you but to me that means a lot
Okay like cash rule everything around me
Believe none of what you hear and half of what you see
Go to school get degrees and make the lead
But the dream not for me so its make believe
Its all in your head like Maybelline
Or like n***as dead yellow tape the scene
Theyll tell you its a figment due to the color of your pigment
Choppin off laws on the road to the riches
On the way to make it out the trenches
F**k a red shirt Im in a courtroom sittin on benches
Prayin for a deal meanwhile d**g dealin
Judge got a grudge set your bond at a million
Cant snitch cant switch nah n***a no screamin
Grown men business you gotta be kiddin
New G shoot them Glocks at the house went to court
And you turned to the cops
South West muder block I done seen em a lot
In these alley streets big Crippin with the with the Locs Maxo C
Pop trunk with the punk get to dumpin
Nickname Pumpkin but aint no punk in me
Gotta have a red beam on the Glock
Hittin licks servin fiends on the block
Done things to my opps
Murder scene had to listen to cops
Hidin rocks put the cheese in my socks
Okay I seen a lot
Came from the slums had to get it out the mud no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns hear the cops better run
Head to the sun clouds still dream a lot
Never had nothin tryna run up on a yacht
Leave it all for my son them greener knots
Dont know about you but to me that means a lot
Okay I seen a lot
Came from the slums had to get it out the mud no love
To me that means a lot
Glock for my guns hear the cops better run
Head to the sun clouds still dream a lot
Never had nothin tryna run up on a yacht
Leave it all for my son them greener knots
Dont know about you but to me that means a lot
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