笨小笨KD (Explicit)歌词由Dave East&David Brewster， Jr.演唱，出自专辑《Hate Me Now (Explicit)》，下面是《KD (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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Beg your pardon I ain't at the garden
I'm a Harlem n***a I'm at Dyckman
My favorite shooter had to switch states tryna stay low from inditements
I been the same n***a since diapers
Same n***a with no license
Same n***a caught the train n***a
Now I'm gettin brain from your wifey
You need a pass just to come 'round
I need that Rolly face bust down
Tryna chill cause it's r*****n but I kill these n***as when that sun down
I ain't cooling less gun round
You can lose your life over one pound
Take my time in the trap stressing
I'm baggin up in a rush now
F**k what you thought this not L A
So we ain't driving by we gon' pull up and park
Catch you at the light make it get dark
In the night when B*****s taking it off
I'm just tryna get my cake up my B***h bad with no makeup
Gunning for ya got a hungry lawyer
Go up in the court and shoot a case up
Up I been thinking bout that ghost s**t
I'm retarded when it comes to cops on my momma I don't know s**t
On my momma I done sold nicks
Not a liar never sold bricks
If they raid the crib n***a don't snitch
Everybody get it I got no picks
Trey pounds that's a KD
Pray to God they don't take me
Rolex or a A P
226 with no safety
Get some work hit the road
We was hustling in the Cove
Feel it when it hit your nose
Waking up with different h*es
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Trey pound that's a KD
I ain't showing up if they don't pay me
These B*****s on to me lately
Telling me that I look good telling me that I smell nice
This why I sell sour D still on my moms for that bail price
Play ball and I played the trap
I can tell you what them scales like
Had a celly with a bunk bed I can tell you what them jails like
Cop s**t before we hit the streets you still waiting for that sell price
Stepped on and get dismissed
We like big fish talking whale type
45 that's a come back east river where they dump that
Bed breakfast on Linox Ave
Got a flight to Vegas where lunch at
My youngin got it he can pump that
My homie hit it I don't want that
Hate a B***h that never got here own
Always asking n***as where the blunts at
33 that's a Scot Pip
Foreign B***h up in the drop six
Thinking when I couldn't cop s**t
I would trap in Queens Fetty Wap s**t
Rockstar need a moshpit
Live a thug life on some Pac s**t
Fly n***a need a cockpit
You ain't f**king with me you can watch this
Trey pounds that's a KD
Pray to God they don't take me
Rolex or a A P
226 with no safety
Get some work hit the road
We was hustling in the Cove
Feel it when it hit your nose
Waking up with different h*es
