Floxxx - Roc Marciano.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Roc Marci
[00:06.690]Yeah, nigga, when I'm rockin', bring my mo'****in' mirror out
[00:13.730]Bring my shit out like the Romans
[00:15.650]Bring that shit out from off the pavement (blood and pain)
[00:21.340]Yeah (you want me to show you the way)
[00:26.580]Yo
[00:27.430]As a young dude, we was troubled youth
[00:29.230]Rock a chukka boot or the bubble Goose
[00:31.150]Tryna bust moves, we was cuttin' school
[00:32.700]Hustle in the cut, we just wanted shoes
[00:34.380]Did my one-two to live comfortable
[00:36.480]Couple new BMWs, need a bulletproof
[00:38.830]Couple skeeze in some hooker boots
[00:40.630]Hundred G's off the p***y juice
[00:42.520]I was runnin', G, whoop-de-whoop
[00:44.320]I was up even before the money
[00:45.990]I was definitely snooty too
[00:47.820]I'm stuck up and bougie, dude
[00:49.730]It's only Matsuhisa when I'm in a sushi mood
[00:52.170]And it costs a G or two to get full off of Japanese food
[00:55.550]Speedin' through in a GT coupe, sea blue
[00:58.020]I'm on these zoots like a cheap suit
[00:59.830]But wore it like it's GQ with a three-two
[01:02.290]Shoutout to my nigga, big Three-Two
[01:04.090]The streetsweeper three feet, too
[01:05.900]Send you up, get you key, too
[01:07.440]A room in Heaven with a decent view
[01:10.060]Uh, with a decent view
[01:13.260]All my niggas with the shits, all my b*****s rich
[01:16.190]Often niggas lit, spin through Harlem to get fish and chips
[01:19.630]My wrist, this three thousand grams of fish broken down in nicks
[01:23.080]Pop out on you with sticks, you're found in the sticks
[01:25.780]Dig 'em out this ditch, four pound with the switch
[01:28.470]Down you and your friends, shit got out of hand
[01:31.040]Partner, do we got a problem here? (Yeah, yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, okay)
[01:44.840]Don't know who showed you the game (I don't know who niggas showed y'all niggas the game)
[01:49.740]Showed you the game (I don"t know who showed y'all niggas, man)
[01:52.170]I chose to show you the way (take my hand)
[01:55.360]The way, ayy, ayy
[01:57.900]I was told, "If you gon' shoot, lames shoot away"
[02:03.390]Lames shoot away (yeah)
[02:05.840]You too afraid to shoot a fade (know what I mean?)
[02:12.260]Keep it a buck
[02:14.300]Got old beef in the street, too deep to peace it up
[02:17.870]Can't sweep it underneath the rug
[02:19.480]Take the what? Leave the what?
[02:21.010]We're takin' everything you want (p***y), leavin' nigs in the dust
[02:24.770]Diamonds, money and guns, shit got hot in the mugs
[02:28.010]Word on the block, mo'****ers got mugged
[02:29.950]And popped young blood with a chopped up shotgun
[02:32.050]Shots hit your bottom b***h, she was chilling with him, ridin' shotgun
[02:34.950]Got hit with a hot one
[02:36.370]I was twistin' one up a hot tub, but I'm not washed up
[02:40.070]I do not give a flying ****, brothers not fly as us
[02:43.450]That shit don't fly where where I'm from
[02:45.370]You a tiny bug on the pie crust
[02:46.980]Blowjobs for the higher-ups
[02:48.090]'Cause all y'all niggas suck (y'all suck)
[02:50.740]Bruh, I never lost my touch, dog, not once
[02:53.130]Get your jawline punched
[02:54.490]Blood on his 1s like Hawaiian Punch
[02:56.060]Look like you done spilled the entire cup
[02:57.730]Spun through your lil' ville, then shot it up
[02:59.370]Holler back now
[03:03.630]The illustrious
[03:05.870]The illustrious, mother****er
[03:09.810]**** with it
[03:12.070]Yeah, yeah
[03:15.940]Man
[03:18.660]Wish you mother****ers would, man
[03:24.170]I dare you niggas to play with me, nigga
[03:27.910]We'll see when we catch up, nigga
[03:31.690]You know I'm havin' my way
[03:36.240]No matter how the shit go, nigga, you know I'm havin' my way
[03:41.430]♪