Long Live 83rd - Al-D.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Albert Lionel Driver
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Al-D
[00:00.000]"Can we have one night where there ain't no fight ’n' nobody get shot?"
[00:02.977]"Shut up btch."
[00:04.332]"Btch, I will fck you up."
[00:05.846]"Who you call a btch?"
[00:07.241]"Yeah mtherfcka! Let's get that btch ass. I will fck you right there."
[00:10.069]"Btch."
[00:10.993]"Fck you."
[00:22.526]"Harris always tryna start some sht. Ngga can’t fight so he always tryna find some excuse to shoot somebody."
[00:31.748]"That's why fools be gettin' shot all the time. Tryna show how hard they is, ignorant."
[00:37.709]"Ah, fool, shut up. You be doin' that sht too."
[00:41.739]"Hehe, I know."
[00:43.107]"Heh, haha."
[00:44.278]"Yeah."
[01:22.677]I'm down for my hood, so don't ask why I bang
[01:28.938]A true black brother, insane in my brain
[01:32.771]They say G's in H - town is just imitation
[01:35.919]But this is one brother through true initiation
[01:39.382]I buried my school books for nine 'n’ a rag
[01:43.432]Now I live by my flag and let the [?] sag
[01:46.804]And yo, I’m livin', just like a feelin’
[01:49.358]Buried in hell
[01:51.027][?] fill that ass full o' hot shells
[01:54.672]I [?] none, creepin' wit a shotgun
[01:57.527]Rolled down the window
[01:59.747]Pop, pop, I got one
[02:01.576]Then two, three, and four
[02:04.925]I loaded up the shells, and broke out the back door
[02:08.633]I found a sucka layin' on the concrete
[02:11.725]I shoved the shotgun barrel straight through his teeth
[02:16.169]Then pulled the trigger
[02:18.951]And watch his head scatter
[02:20.185]He’s gettin' done on the 83rd street platter
[02:23.117]And that's the mission for my nggas layin' dead on the curb
[02:27.234]Long live 83rd
[02:30.861]If I die, with the curb
[02:33.730]Bury me deep in 83rd
[02:36.669]Put hell 'n' heaven inside my grave
[02:40.739]And make sure my killer and his boys get sprayed
[02:44.229]I came up hard in the streets of Harrisburg
[02:47.735]No remorse or tears, just a sad 83rd
[02:51.148]It's the home of the killers, dope dealers, and jackals
[02:55.046]Child abusers, losers, gang bangers and [?]
[02:58.055]But I don't give a dmn
[03:00.078]'Cause I'm down for my set
[03:01.987]You wanna roll on my boys, you get's a shell in your neck
[03:05.635]The 83rd black G's stick together
[03:08.467]Not a [?] packin' 45 uzis and grenades and dogs
[03:11.907]Yeah, I'm down for my hood
[03:14.640]83rd, that's my family
[03:16.811]H - B - U, true soldiers in my hood, G
[03:20.130]And much love to my dead homies all layin'
[03:22.925]6 feet below wit my cousin Galen
[03:27.946]Harrisburg territory where there is no invitation
[03:31.370]So [?] when you see the bourbon comin' around sprayin'
[03:35.521]It's all in the hood, where I come from
[03:38.429]Peace to mister love
[03:40.538]And [?] from day one
[03:41.876]And to nggas in the jungle
[03:43.817]Much love for the way
[03:45.674]Whether G's play stackin' paper every day
[03:49.023]If I die, with the curb
[03:52.212]Bury me deep in 83rd
[03:55.497]Put hell 'n' heaven inside my grave
[03:59.462]And make sure my killer and his boys get sprayed
[04:03.056]Black tinted windows comin' down on the black bourbon
[04:07.135]Slide door opens up, fire
[04:09.646]Now I'm runnin' and swervin'
[04:11.091]"Welcome to the jungle, mtherfcka"
[04:12.994]Is what they yell to me
[04:14.378]I don't know what I did
[04:15.905]I don't give a fck, 'cause they ain't catchin' me
[04:17.832]Buckshot shells sinking pellets in my [?] thing
[04:21.564]And rollin' on da ground
[04:23.102]Tumblin' down the hill, head ring
[04:24.613]And reach for my Glock, where the fck is the cops?
[04:27.839]Ran down the middle of the street, [?] bustin' shots
[04:31.536][?] hit me in my shoulder
[04:34.675]Hollow point shells [?]
[04:36.368]The bourbon's rollin' over
[04:38.784]Who da fck is these nggas?
[04:40.125]I don't know, but I'm the cool
[04:42.292]I ain't above the way
[04:44.745]Before I die like a dmn fool
[04:46.399]Hit the alleyway
[04:47.867]Backway to my neighborhood hangout
[04:50.240]And found two of my nggas layin' in blood, brains out
[04:53.601]Now where's the mtherfckin' cops when they need they ass
[04:56.966]Black bourbon passin' me, just killed they ass
[05:00.312]Outta ammuntion, grab the gun from my dead homies' hand
[05:04.820]And start bustin' like a mad man
[05:07.845]If I die, with the curb
[05:11.182]Bury me deep in 83rd
[05:13.972]Put hell 'n' heaven inside my grave
[05:18.030]And make sure my killer and his boys get sprayed
[05:21.699]If I die, with the curb
[05:25.769]Bury me deep in 83rd
[05:29.119]Put hell 'n' heaven inside my grave
[05:32.679]And make sure my killer and his boys get sprayed
[05:36.292]Brruh!