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- Magnus Carlsen 歌詞 The Game Anderson .Paak
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- Anderson .Paak Magnus Carlsen 歌詞
- The Game Anderson .Paak
- Tie on a bandanna then we lay him out
Fighting over two colors in the crayon box
It's no love
It's no love
40 ounces in my cup I'm po'd up
We out here killing each other but so what
Keep it up and there's gon' be no cripes and no bloods
Nigga take a look around the crack game has slowed up
The government versus the people now tell me
Who rules the world with only one desire
I don't believe there's anything higher
Rather get it now than to read about the outcome
I'd rather have the crown than a ribbon or medallion
And oh my days I guess it's okay
If I lay up in the shade with my rent up in the mattress
But be at the course if I have to use patience
I'm shooting a premature dream in the napkin
Battling the evils in the flesh that I'm wrapped in
Waiting for my eagle but the seagulls are distracting
What's happening niggas mm
What's happening hm
What's happening
What's happening mm
What's happening
Mm yeah
What's happening my nigga just died from aids
What's happening Isis throwing grenades
What's happening white boys shooting up a church
What's happening my nigga 2 2 just got some work
What's happening you can get it if you got it nigga
But I ain't got it nigga I'm just a solid nigga
Who run Compton f**k bitches and flick Impala switches
Even if I was born blind you niggas couldn't stop my vision
Right on time with mine thanks to them old doc prescriptions
West side flourishing again this what 2 PAC envisioned
Obama freeing lifers that was locked in prison
El chapo said he ran the world and they forgot to listen
Not me nigga one split second I say f**k rap
And if I ran into el chapo he had work as one his captains
And gave me 100 bricks and said migo get it bricking
I walk into a Mexican mafia meeting like
What's happening pac's gone Brenda's still got a baby
What's happening lost ones in the land of the crazy
What's happening you can have a bad bitch in a Mercedes
But that don't make your basic ass bey once or jay-z
What's happening obama 'bout to move out the white house
What's happening couple hood niggas 'bout to roll them dice out
What's happening is you gon' let me use your EBT card yeah
I wonder if I could slide it for commissary yah
Ain't it a shame
Another lost one running again
You know I bust my thane for you
You do the same old thing that your brothers did before you
Planning your whole life under concrete in the soil
Just a continuation I wonder where you get your game from
If I know anything it's that my old head taught me all alone
And it's a cold game better get your coat get your snow chains man
It's a chess game full of kings and pawns
Black and white squares just depends what side you on
What side is you on
What side is you on
What side is you on
What you on
What side is you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
I want a red '64 impala with them things on it
Black out inside an abandoned crack house
Only thing from last night was dead bodies and glass pipes
That was the age 4 and by the age 10
They opened up the caged doors and let the f**king beast out
F**k my auntie couch I'm 'bout to take the street route
And get my shit the gangsta way cause I can't be no Steve stouter
I'm too nas for these niggas I got a surprise for these niggas
Potato cooking on the barrel I bring the fries to these niggas
Funeral hall casket fit to the size of you niggas
Chrome 45 no lie come say goodbye to you niggas
Sway got all the answers kanye lied to you niggas
I don't even wanna be in no top 5 with you niggas
I break ties with you niggas then pay tithes for you niggas
Los angel's king I will no fly zone you niggas
Take a caravan and impalas and drive to you niggas
Close one and aim fatty warp's eye to you niggas
Ain't it a shame
Another lost one running again
You know I bust my thane for you
You do the same old thing that your brothers did before you
Planning your whole life under concrete in the soil
Just a continuation I wonder where you get your game from
If I know anything it's that my old head taught me all alone
And it's a cold game better get your coat get your snow chains man
It's a chess game full of kings and pawns
All I ever wanted was to ride my '64 down 'Shaw
Uh I'm a spit them verses for my niggas
Dreams coming true don't it always paint a perfect picture
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