Neph Nem (feat. Ballout & G Herbo) - Chief Keef/Ballout.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Keith Cozart/Will Carathan/Herbert Randall Wright III
[00:00.385][Intro: G Herbo]
[00:00.555]On Roc grave, on Cap head, So, foe
[00:02.597]You be tweakin', foe, you know what to do with this **** though, Roc grave
[00:06.274]Keep that though, foe, keep that so they know, on folks 'nem
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[00:10.664][Verse 1: Ballout]
[00:11.208]Twenty pounds of gross in the trunk, I know you smell it on me (Woo, woo)
[00:14.536]Ain't no crossin' Sosa, b***h, you know what happened to Tony (Woo, woo, woo)
[00:17.437]Before I let a b***h play me, I'd rather play with Sony (Woo, woo)
[00:20.366]I'm a Southside-ass nigga, catch me ridin' down Stony (Woo, woo)
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[00:23.353][Verse 2: Chief Keef]
[00:23.963]I just, I just, I just, I just
[00:26.950]I just, I just, I just, I just
[00:29.899]I just, I just, I just, I just
[00:32.893]I just, I just, I just
[00:35.393]I just blew the top off it (Woo), hot dog on it (Woo)
[00:38.464]White Rolls boys, does it look like God, don't it? (Woo, woo)
[00:41.516]Porsche 918 (Woo), frog eyes on it (Woo)
[00:44.540]Pay all cash, put my son life on it (Woo, woo)
[00:47.545]Ran into a lick (Woo), put the squad on it (Woo)
[00:50.512]I can get you gone with just one nod, homie (Woo, woo)
[00:53.519]Shit been gettin' fishy (Woo), fishin' rod on me (Woo)
[00:56.516]B***h brought her friends and I put the squad on it (Woo, woo)
[00:59.540]This ain't your regular truck (Woo), it's a mod on it (Woo)
[01:02.482]Wide-body kit look like a dad bod on it (Woo, woo)
[01:05.239]They like, "Chief So, your cup cost a BBL, don't it?" (Woo, woo)
[01:08.347]Jewelry in the treasure box (Woo), call me Dragon Tales, homie (Woo)
[01:11.270]That USPS, still check (Woo), I got mail, don't it? (Woo)
[01:14.469]This money brand new, it got the smell on it (Woo, woo)
[01:17.428]She told him she ain't hop on my d**k (Woo), she fell on it (Woo)
[01:20.365]Had to leave by eleven, this b***h act like 12, homie (Woo, woo)
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[01:23.037][Verse 3: G Herbo]
[01:23.199]I'm in that wide-body Rolls, me and Dank in it (Ayy)
[01:26.547]We ain't got no plates, but this b***h got a Drac' in it (We gone)
[01:29.542]We can smell a murder soon as we see that face, spin it
[01:32.500]We got bond money, but we smokin' stank tinted (Skrrt)
[01:35.505]All the opps know, got a hundred rings, we winnin' (What up?)
[01:38.483]Call up Chief So, whenever he say it, we'll hit him
[01:41.641]Pull up in that Lam', me and Lil Lam, it ain't rented
[01:44.570]I can send a M in minute, just a signature
[01:47.530]Pointin' right at him, it's him, four-nick, we gon' sentence him
[01:50.525]Married to that block, we divorce him, we gon' finish him
[01:53.583]Heat right on his top, we gon' scorch and spin back, watch him drench
[01:56.485]Trained so many shooters, run up twenty sittin' back on the bench (Ayy, ayy)
[01:59.557]If it's really beef, we don't tweet, we don't send 'em hints
[02:02.569]If it's really smoke, we gon' blow, we gon' spin again
[02:05.597]Bro went up the score and I ain't know, I know that's my twin
[02:08.877]Put you in that trash can when we spin the bend (Ayy, ayy)