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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Taurus Bartlett/Dwan Avery/Bryson March/Will Keating
[00:01.799][Intro]
[00:03.487]Uh-na-na, uh, uh
[00:06.488]Uh-na-na, uh, uh
[00:09.159]Uh-na-na, uh
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[00:10.378][Pre-Chorus]
[00:11.550]A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangster's not here
[00:14.471]It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear
[00:17.425]Workin' that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips
[00:20.626]We'll turn up, who gon' tell us that it ain't our year?
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[00:22.862][Chorus]
[00:23.440]I've been chose, at first couldn't see my path
[00:25.689]Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse, unleash my wrath
[00:28.612]No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
[00:31.581]No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not tribe
[00:34.831]Play with me I clap (Clap clap clap)
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[00:35.721][Verse 1]
[00:36.153]Bulletproof truck and it's tinted up, bitch I remain intact
[00:38.565]I done seen enough and did enough, that's why I'm laid back
[00:41.519]My lil' bros pop out with Gens, now the opps know they can't lack
[00:44.502]Splash brothers they like twins, they went and caught the same hat
[00:47.487]It's time to flame pack, .45th clap, he got his brain snatched
[00:50.456]Free Trench Baby, we trench kids, bitch, that's just how my gang act
[00:53.426]Let me introduce you to my end, where we shoot Glocks and slayin' cracks
[00:56.377]I'd rather tell shit how it is, bitch, I cannot debate facts (uh)
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[00:58.645][Pre-Chorus]
[00:59.519]A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangster's not here
[01:02.472]It ain't a man alive that I could really say that I fear
[01:05.394]Workin' that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips
[01:08.598]We'll turn up, who gon' tell us that it ain't our year?
[01:09.128]
[01:11.018][Chorus]
[01:11.549]I've been chose, at first couldn't see my path
[01:13.448]Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse and unleash my wrath
[01:16.698]No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
[01:19.620]No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not tribe
[01:22.807]Play with me I clap (Clap clap clap)
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[01:23.870][Verse 2]
[01:24.413]Play with me I clap, I ain't know I was chosen
[01:26.526]I know a couple of opps just aimin' at Wuff, he ain't gon' slide, but trollin'
[01:29.759]Hell yeah I'll slide for foe'nem, you ain't do shit for the guys, you bogus
[01:32.684]I heard you ain't put shit on none of they books, ain't none of them guys you posted
[01:35.604]Got .33 in the stick for this .9 I'm totin', this for the side opposin'
[01:38.791]When it come to that bag, I'm on it, you can tell that I'm having motion
[01:41.714]Off 'X my eyes was rollin', fightin' back, but I'm tryna focus
[01:44.651]We'll close his eyes for loafin', I was tought, "Murder my opponents"
[01:47.620]Dope and fentanyl had the fiends hooked, now I just rap a chorus
[01:50.542]Want respect, revenge we slidin' for it, pistol clap, performing
[01:53.510]All my lil' woadies on bullshit, so ain't no trying Taurus
[01:56.525]What you know 'bout losses, pain I took, and I just had to absorb it (Uh)
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[01:58.963][Outro]
[01:59.573]A couple real niggas died, a lot of gangsters not here