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Ferb N’ Phineas (Explicit)歌词完整版
play with me this shit get toxic i don't got the antidote,
this arp holds .223 with a 50 what i tote,
there's no confession in this rap shit it's a fiction what i wrote,
i feel like yak i'm in that 'yota but i'm trynna drive the boat,
bitch i ain't sittin still not at my couch i'm steady on the road,
russian cream all in this wood bitch i be geekin in that mode,
i got that blues but i ain't walter though i really slangin dope,
you bitches lost you ain't got no hope so you be hatin for the cope,
step 1 step 2 i up the blick and shoot,
hit 1 hit 2 then i stomp em with my foot,
watch the jakes we on speed limit we gon drive back to the hood,
they go out sad they mama's mad cause we just up the score by two.
my heart was black cause they done teach some shit im not supposed to learn,
i'm out the way but you up in my way it's none of your concern,
you link up with some thotties next day you're scratching cause it burns,
everybody got their fame but you'll never get your turn.
i'm wicked and i'm shiesty armed and dangerous with this flow,
got my dick sucked by the internet hell yeah im bout to blow,
i'm in the ring no gladiator but i feel like Russel crowe,
yeah i said this shit a fiction but if you know it then you know.
some bars went over your head i might be a basic genius,
we was thuggin outside all summer ferb and phineas,
hit a lick not for the trend but i always been this devious,
how you tellin all these lies and trynna make yourself look serious?.
everybody got their style everybody got their things,
but dont be dissin on the others cause you're suck with all that bitching,
know i ain't made it yet, then why i got more people listening?,
finna put you in yo place i'll grab a shovel and start digging.
Step 1 step 2 i up the blick and shoot,
Hit 1 hit 2 then i stomp em with my foot,
Watch the jakes we on speed limit we gon drive back to hood,
They go out sad they mama’s mad cause we just up the score by two.
They wanna talk the talk they keep on talkin’
They dont wanna listen
My chop its sending shots like messages
Bro better keep his distance
I feel like Ock I bring the fucking cheese
And chop it like im Kristen
Im rocking crosses on my fucking neck
But not cause im a christian
My bro seeling dope I do all the smoking like im Pinkman
Diamonds on me bitch i feel like glitter
Body glisten
Testin me? Who the fuck you testing
We gon’ blick him
And i might go retarded leave these pussy bitches missing
OKay, lil bitch imma fill em with lead
If his friend wanna talk then we leaving em dead
And we sending off shots we wont aim for the body
The FMJ bullets be hitting his head
No im not carti but with all the opss i been killing
Im seeing a Whole Lotta Red
The gang finna slime him know they gon slide on yo’ block
Just to put this pussy into rest
some bars went over your head i might be a basic genius,
we was thuggin outside all summer ferb and phineas,
hit a lick not for the trend but i always been this devious,
how you tellin all these lies and trynna make yourself look serious?.
everybody got their style everybody got their things,
but dont be dissin on the others cause you're suck with all that bitching,
I know that i ain't made it yet, then why i got more people listening?,
finna put you in yo place i'll grab a shovel and start digging.
Step 1 step 2 i up the blick and shoot,
Hit 1 hit 2 then i stomp em with my foot,
Watch the jakes we on speed limit we gon drive back to hood,
They go out sad they mama’s mad cause we just up the score by two.
(Up the score by two, fuck you talm bout?)
