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Nigga Got Popped
作詞:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Earl Houston
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
It was New Year's Eve, I was kickin' it with gangsta Fred outta North Memphis on another caper Fresh like the D mayne look like we on ki's Eyes like a Chinese, we was on some trees
P's and our Q's, what us true's, *** be's on Really from the hood, know a jackin' can happen Ain't no surprise when them *** get to poppin' off Ain't no surprise when them choppers get to choppin' off
Could be alive once the drama get to hoppin' off Whip ya up like cream then mayne, blow ya toppin' off Made a left on Chelsea Ave, pulled in to Russell sto' See my *** Boo, conin', on his hustle flow
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
My *** said he got robbed, young skulls pulled a jack Say he had twelve *** and was low on his cash 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Had a case pendin', so that took, all his stash Said he might have to gon' pull out the gun and mask
Ask where I get the tools? Eyes lookin' kinda shady Smelled liquor on his breath, then he upped a *** Tone to my dome life flashin', 'cross my eyeballs Grabbed for the gun right before he let a round off
Fred dropped the beer of the *** comin' out the sto' Shot him in the side, then the fool let the *** go Leakin' like a faucet he done ran off in the night For this *** death, I was fiendin' like a hype
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head
It's been seven days, we done caught up with the punk In the very same spot, duct taped him in the trunk In a Grand Marquis, stolen rental car Headed 55-South, then we exit on Lamar
Sucker tried to resist, wanna squash it, *** please Me and Fred threw him in the trunk, bullets in his knees I could squeeze mercy in but it's principalities Maybe mama can forgive but you did this to me
Mayne these streets it can get real wicked in the south *** tried to take me out, now my *** in his mouth Blew the back out his skull, where it dropped, where he lay South Memphis police found his body very next day
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