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Carruth (Explicit)歌词-Boldy James&The Alchemist

Carruth (Explicit)歌词由Boldy James&The Alchemist演唱,出自专辑《The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe Edition) [Explicit]》,下面是《Carruth (Explicit)》完整版歌词!

Carruth (Explicit)歌词

Carruth (Explicit)歌词完整版

(Why are those people cryin’?)

Watch out for the double cross (Is it for something they've lost?)

Tear drops and closed caskets(Why are those people cryin’?)

Mafia, what else(Is it for something they've lost?)

Blockworks, let's get it

I used to get confused

Choosing my battles wisely, I had to pick and choose

My friends came and went, but most of them was murder victims

Dead before 20 or caught a frame and had to serve a sentence

Free my nigga Raymond, realest nigga from the Murder Mitten

Stood tall, hit a nigga for ten thirty-sixes

All he wanted to do was ball, and spread the rock around

Built my foundation on solid ground, always in and out of town

Waking up out of my sleep to them chopper rounds

Stick in a gleeko, ColecoVision

Me and Nico off the Cliquot, we got three hoes kissin'

Niggas eatin', gettin' fat, laced in Moschino, drippin'

Wishful thinking with the bag, we get them kilos missin'

Grew up in a hell hole, that's why I think so twisted

When your wifey a rich *****, it make you treat hoes different

Had to pay my respect, ain't takin' likely to no threats

Take a nigga connect, kill him in blatant disrespect

Erase him with a text, pop up at your mother crib

From the city where niggas get hit for **** that they brother did

**** a gig, my niggas out here grittin' in Upper Striggs

Ain't have a **** to give, but shit, for now, this just what it is

Grandma cussin' me out, "Quit runnin' in and out the house"

What's all the fuss about? It's either cut me in or cut it out

Ain't grow up with no silver spoon, we had to thug it out

I hid a half-a-slab in my room, just waitin' for the drought

That money come and go, but who gon' be there when it's gone?

When you was off your square but I bet they was there when it was on

The moment all your tokens gone, no minutes on your phone

God bless the child that hold his own, that **** hit close to home

When everything you ever love you lost to the gun

From all that you done done but down the line, that could cost you a son

(Is it for something they've lost?)

(Why are those people cryin’?)

(Is it for something they've lost?)

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