Heaven's Arms - The Game/J. Taylor.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Taylor/A. Lyon/M. Valenzano/S. Benton
[00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Taylor/A. Lyon/M. Valenzano/S. Benton
[00:21.794] Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
[00:25.497] Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you’ve been warned
[00:28.367] Packing heat like two LeBrons
[00:30.540] And my crew is strong as Cali kush
[00:32.442] It keep you (higher than heaven’s arms)
[00:33.712]
[00:33.905] [Verse 1: Game]
[00:34.049] Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
[00:36.522]Pardon my French, but I’m on my Nas shit, off with your head
[00:39.157]Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
[00:41.948] Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
[00:44.964]I’m rolling this kush, she coughing and shit
[00:47.359]Freak bitch named Jada love the LOX, I got her talkin’ to Kiss
[00:50.739] Got my hands behind my head, now she all in the splits
[00:53.620]Dick must be good ‘cause now she in Boston with bricks
[00:56.493]Got a text on my iPhone, she caught with my shit
[00:59.527] Offered her ten, she took it ‘cause she’s far from a snitch
[01:02.228] Hold her mama and her daddy down, got a sister at Georgetown
[01:05.468] Paying her tuition so she ain’t gotta be strippin’
[01:08.374]It’s money so I ain’t trippin’, this bullshit get printed
[01:10.943] Them banks get scoped out, black cars get rented
[01:13.934] My Gucci suit tailored, my fade get tapered
[01:16.779]You get sent to your maker, ****in’ around with my paper, cuz I...
[01:20.076] Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
[01:22.654] Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you’ve been warned
[01:25.585] Packing heat like two LeBrons
[01:27.635] And my crew is strong as Cali kush
[01:29.526] It keep you (higher than heaven’s arms)
[01:42.397] [Verse 2: Game]
[01:42.693] Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo
[01:46.953] I know a Farrakhan know, three-story condo
[01:49.744] IPod shuffling between Common, Jay Electronica and Bono
[01:54.081] Our motto, the last words of Paul Castellano
[01:56.878]Nothin’ but endless paper and bitches for niggas I know
[01:59.705] Smokin’ Cheeba, feeding divas McDonald’s
[02:02.638] All the way in Milano, ashin’ out Cohibas
[02:05.427]****ing in that blue Aventador, the nose like Gonzo
[02:08.231]Let a bitch get a breather, then she back hittin’ high notes
[02:11.016]Throwin’ Louis luggage at dealerships, **** a car note
[02:14.012] 15’s in everything, beating like Harpo
[02:16.895]Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load
[02:19.606] They wanna see Prince, I’m pulling strings like Carlos
[02:22.529] Santana, now we in Magic, Atlanta
[02:25.334] Wipin’ Ciroc off my Loubi’s with my Gucci bandana, cuz I...
[02:28.515] Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
[02:31.250] Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you’ve been warned
[02:34.202] Packing heat like two LeBrons
[02:36.152] And my crew is strong as Cali kush
[02:38.032] It keep you (higher than heaven’s arms)
[02:50.891] [Verse 3: Game]
[02:51.250]Kanye with Kim now, I’m happy for that nigga
[02:53.983]Disrespect him or his wifey, I'll slap you for that nigga
[02:56.622]Grew up listenin’ to Pac, now I’m rappin’ for that nigga
[02:59.481]My brother been dead 20 years, I’m trappin’ for that nigga
[03:02.383] God Flow like Pusha n‘em, rose Phantom pushin’ ‘em
[03:05.515] Splittin’ Louisville Sluggers open, puttin’ kush in ‘em
[03:08.366] Ain’t forgot about the Twin Towers, I blame Bush for them
[03:11.158] Obama can’t speak on it ‘cause the government’s shushin’ him
[03:14.088]But that’s my nigga though, still stackin’ figures
[03:16.980] So one day I’m top 5 and I can politic with Jigga though
[03:19.941] I was just trying to Blueprint myself behind Jigga, though
[03:22.675]And all them old disses, yo, bullshit, Thibodeau
[03:25.637] He be where the Summer be, I be where the Winter go
[03:28.383] Tomahawk the Bugatti, Florida State Seminole
[03:31.238] I’m out here tryna win a penant though
[03:34.221]Never thought I’d be legendary, but **** it I’m in it so
[03:36.978] Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
[03:39.777] Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you’ve been warned
[03:42.642] Packing heat like two LeBrons
[03:44.753] And my crew is strong as Cali kush
[03:46.722] It keep you (higher than heaven’s arms)