笨小笨Big Steppa (Explicit)歌词由Rome Streetz演唱，出自专辑《KISS THE RING (Explicit)》，下面是《Big Steppa (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Big Steppa (Explicit)歌词完整版
Talk my shit, look, ayo
I need the power and respect, millions locked in the safe (Uh-huh)
I push a Benz, bending corners high rocking awake
The toughest n!ggas went to jail, still got chopped in they face
That mean anybody can get it, game dirty, watch how you play
We out for pay, don't give two fvcks what the President say (Fvck outta here)
That **** irrelevant, long as they buying work, I be selling it
From city to town, private to public residence
Dime to pound, any measurement, know what the method is
Got rappers hating and they b!tches naked in my messages (Haha)
I smoke your whole top twenty, fvck five, that's definite (N!ggas trash)
Choke the rap game out 'til ain't no life left in it
It's like I got trick dice, I'm rolling nothing less than six
A trapper's goal's to Rolex the wrist
Make sure mommy never want for nothing, stack up and know where your exit is
Yeah, y'all n!ggas rap, but this the better sh!t
Game sick, this the medicine
Fashion Rebel on my letterman (N!gga)
Chrome Hearts on my sweater, my work better
You could never fvck with me ever, I been a big stepper
Make a play, put the sh!t together
Before music made a way, I had a pistol on my dresser, n!gga
Chrome Hearts on my sweater, my work better
You could never fvck with me ever, I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the **** together
Before music made a way, I had that work on my dresser, n!gga
Ayo, we way up on you n!ggas the score is like a hundred to five (N!ggas washed)
Fvck you thought? These n!ggas all garbage, don't be so surprised
Keep envious eyes out your cypher, they want yo' demise
Know the signs, you rather eat food for thought or a bowl of lies?
Haters stuck on the sidelines, didn't want Rome to rise
But ho n!ggas do ho sh!t, already know the vibes
When the work potent, the customers come in flurries
I took risks in the streets that had my mother worried
It's squaring up, just didn't coincide with my plans
These felonies is helping me financially advance
I had Fortune 500 thoughts while we was coppin' horse
The sleeve was two bundles short, but I got it off
Fvck a loss, we ain't taking those
To set you up smooth, use two Jamaican hoes, paint your clothes
All year I been on some sh!t
Styling on em' like Deion, you peons is nondescript
Chrome Hearts on my sweater, my work better
You could never **** with me ever, I been a big stepper
Make a play, put the sh!t together
Before music made a way, I had a pistol on my dresser, n!gga
Chrome Hearts on my sweater, my work better
You could never fvck with me ever, I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the sh!t together
Before music made a way, I had that work on my dresser, n!gga
