The Black Hand

歌手: Vinnie Paz Demoz • 专辑:As Above so Below • 发布时间:2020-02-14
作词 : Aaron Hiltz/Vincent Luviner/Jose Vargas/Justin Dorsey/Craig Lanciani
 作曲 : Aaron Hiltz/Vincent Luviner/Jose Vargas/Justin Dorsey/Craig Lanciani

Me not gwan lie
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die

I ain't chasin' nothin' homie so just gimme the bag
B****ts travel at the speed of Thor and hit with the mag
You can **** around, lay around, you can get dragged
I will bomb on mother****ers like I'm hittin' the tag
This a death wish homie, y'all are liable to die
This is Homme Robbie Cole this a Alpha Renaa
I can see inside where his ideology lie
You supposed to supply workers if you got the supply
Divine retribution, pa, fire and brimstone
Is a trench knife dagger and it's made from a shinbone
Tubular Bells ring tone
The Mossberg flex make a change to your skin tone
There's nothin' changin' everything is carved into stone
I will cook 'em till the meat falls off of the bone
What your life like, ahki you just sat in the frey
And I'm stayin' in the hood like a African braid
Batiman

Me not gwan lie
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die


Hey yo, hey yo
Last call house and them shots slash you like bartenders
Blow your brain out of the window over the car fender
I'm used to hearin' shit like "trust me, nigga we got you"
Same p***y you trust, same p***y that shot you
Fake ass chase only hugs and always smirkin'
Never trust a nigga around you that's never workin'
Down to his last couple dollars, he gettin' nervous
Rob you then get killed for it, it wasn't worth it
B*****s sleep with you then sleep with your best friend
I don't follow none of you dudes I set trends
I ain't tryin' to tell you shit I'm tryin' to show you
Keep your eyes close on the mother****ers that owe you
You will catch a b****t the same minute you jack me
I don't play the shotgun nigga I want the back seat
I'm from a place where they'll rob you if you got bread
And clean-cut niggas be grimier than a mob-head
Moz


Me not gwan lie
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
Everybody ban bwan die
Me not gwan lie
Everybody ban gwan die
Every p***y ban gwan die
Everybody ban gwan die
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