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作曲：Mickenly Thoby,Elvis Millord

作词：Mickenly Thoby,Elvis Millord

I don't care about where we at ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on your broad day my lawyer deja got the rocks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box

I don't care about where we at ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on you poor damn I love your deja got the racks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box

I'm paper chasing balling hard ** **s tax

Free my ** black he got two body in the trap

Fly to la with my cali's the jewelry's back

Boarding first class thirty kiffers in my socks

Truck money big fat got that yayo in that truck

T flat tell them ** boy we don't give a **

When I'm in brooklyn I get my fn from dj stacks

T flat with the drip or berry she will get you whack

Job straight creeping better watch out for them dots

Lulu beats got hollow tips he got plenty in his glock

No snitches where I'm from city son you can get chopped

If you believe in job let the bucka do the job

With drama in the u s got the ak in the back

It's so life ** I got death on my back

If the opps can't get shot we got voodoo in the cut

Cu cu calling soul lady bout to turn you to a duck

I don't care about where we yet ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on you poor damn I love your deja got the racks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box

I don't care about where we yet ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on you poor damn I love your deja got the racks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box

Get a last opp of tea born appetite

Got him a shirt for ** with me ** the z the big one

We ain't gotta ask which one

Run out of bullets we switch guns

This is real life ain't no sitcom nah

I've tried to kill me the woo strong yeah

Born your neck like i am so t i e t

Neck was check baby from london crazy

Born finesser can't play me and I'm rich and a ** from haiti

Wild ** can't tame me it's the zo in me can you blame me

And my g dog what up though it's the big z haitian control

**s know what the business is

I cut the check get a ** killed

** a charge man the woo right

A hundred grand to get your crew white

I don't care about where we at ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on you poor damn I love your deja got the racks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box

I don't care about where we at ** I'm always with a glock

You talking all that ** until we run up with them chops

Pull up on you poor damn I love your deja got the racks

Last I got on a t shirt to kiss zombie from the box