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- YG 666 歌詞
- YG
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Uh
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Stars in the roof sittin' in the wraith
Got it all off these bars man this s**t kinda crazy
I been out wildin' with these young n***as lately
F**kin' all the pretty b***hes man this s**t kinda crazy
I'm blessed so it's brazy lifestyle too much for ladies
I been on some player s**t hoops my n***a don't make
You is not the reason I'm pullin' up in the latest
Westside n***a ho
I don't need no favors
Ayy d**n this beat got bass
Everything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block
I been on the A
Gun up on my waist like I'm tryna catch a case
Move b***h a n***a need a little space
Stank look on my face that's too much drugs and drank
Bein' haunted 'bout my past
Someone help me get away d**n
What you think I do
I buy more drugs and drank
Move b***h a n***a need a little space uh-huh
Don't tell me I'ma be okay 'cause this s**t not okay uh-uh
Give a f**k 'bout what you think b***h
F**k what you think f**k you b***h
But don't come judgin' me 'cause
I had too much drugs and drank
I ain't in the mood b***h
Don't come inside my gate
That's trepassin' you bastard
I can shoot you in your face
If I run past you my bad
My whole life feel like it's a maze
Been drinkin' my life away
They can't stop me I go crazy
Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon
They tell me it ain't safe
But I'm drunk drivin' that G-Wagon
Get your square a*s out my face
The homie just got aw wraith wraith
Po-Po brought him my name name
They know we from the gang this s**t out my range
This s**t out my f**kin' range b***h range b***h
I ain't plannin' on a change b***h change b***h
I'm goin' through a field of pain b***h
Pain b***h
4Hunnid gang click-clack bang b***h bang b***h
I'm haunted by these demons yeah
I see 'em walk walk
So you know I got the devil in my thoughts thoughts
I be seein' the devil in my living room hall hall
I just hope I ain't got the devil in my little heart
This s**t for real
Ayy d**n this beat got bass
Everything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block I been on the A
Gun up on my waist like I'm tryna catch a case
Move b***h a n***a need a little space
Stank look on my face
That's too much drugs and drank
Bein' haunted 'bout my past
Someone help me get away d**n
What you think I do
I buy more drugs and drank
Move b***h a n***a need a little space
Don't tell me I'ma be okay 'cause this s**t not okay
Give a f**k 'bout what you think b***h
F**k what you think
But don't come judgin' me 'cause
I had too much drugs and drank
And I'll pull up
And I'll pull up with
A hundred in each pocket b***h skrrt
Fresh up out the slammer
That lil' n***a on some cocky s**t
Play me like a jit and you get hit up
You ain't stoppin' s**t grrah rrah
Tell me when to pull up
Make the train ride in the lobby b***h
Move b***h get shot up in your face b***h
N***as 'round me hate
Tryna figure what I made d**n
Can't make it to my house if
I don't buzz you at the gate beep
Secure 'bout my gang
B***h I gotta play it safe
Plenty racks off in the safe s**t racks
Check it you get mate b***h
Five that's my blood blatt strictly that 4L s**t
Quick a shooter 12 s**t
Without the d**e young n***a rich
Challenged at your own risk
I up and bust your dome b***h boo-bow
Ayy d**n this beat got bass
Everything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block
I been on the A
Gun up on my waist like
I'm tryna catch a case
Move b***h a n***a need a little space
Stank look on my face
That's too much drugs and drank
Bein' haunted 'bout my past
Someone help me get away d**n
What you think I do
I buy more drugs and drank
Move b***h a n***a need a little space
Don't tell me I'ma be okay 'cause this s**t not okay
Give a f**k 'bout what you think b***h
F**k what you think
But don't come judgin' me 'cause
I had too much drugs and drank drugs and drank
Lord help me Lord
These kids Lord
They playing with all these guns and drugs
They remind me when I was young
See in the 80s we didn't play that s**t
But we was crack babies
No Lord I'm not no hypocrite
I'm just an old motherf**ker
Tryna save some s**t Lord
I ask my son
Why it is just thugs he hang out with
He looked at me and said pops
I'm staying dangerous
Help me Lord
I tried to tell him there are many ways to stay dangerous
Power is dangerous
Knowledge is dangerous
Having them dollars is dangerous
He just looked at me Lord and said pops
I'm talking dangerous
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