Goin' Way Out-Jake The Flake/Shoestring

歌手 : Jake The Flake / Shoestring

专辑 : Out 2 Get Rich

语种 : 英语

时长 : 06:22

DOLBY 杜比全景声下载

臻品母带下载

臻品全景声下载

臻品音质

HIRES Hi-Res 下载

FLAC 无损flac 百度云网盘下载

APE 无损ape 格式下载

320MP3 极高mp3 歌曲下载

128MP3 标准mp3 百度网盘下载

192OGG 较高ogg 下载

192AAC 较高aac 下载

96AAC 标准aac 百度云下载

TXT Goin' Way Out-Jake The Flake/Shoestring 文本歌词

Goin' Way Out (Explicit) - Jake The Flake/Shoestring

Yeah shoestring is back in this motherf**ker once again

Me and jake the flake teamed up in this b**ch

F**k all you niggas

Jake tell them hoes something

You motherf**king vice cops

All you b**ches

Prepare for the killing

Coming down on all you hoes

It's going to be a serious manslaughter in this b**ch

F**k you

A ni**a with the motherf**king plate

Not a plate in my head

I mean the plate full of flake

Them oot-head b**ches on my d**k for the pack

I gave that b**ch a and now I'm hitting it from the back

I'm goin' way out and then I'm goin' through a thang

Your girl was d**g free but now that b**ch is ooting 'caine

Strung out on that blow that funky p**sy ho

She didn't know how to oot but now that b**ch is just a pro

Turning b**ches out I got the f**king clout

You didn't know what flake was

But now you know what it's all about

Cause I'm the provider

And you're the f**king user

Call me the dealer

Cause you're the d**g abuser

Chilling at the crib with some b**ches playing quarter bounce

A ni**a beeped me up

He wants a f**king quarter ounce

I beeped the boy back

He didn't want no crack

I met him around the corner it was a motherf**king jack

I really wasn't prepared

But still I wasn't scared

He thought I was a ho

I had to let him know

Cause I'm a real jacker

And jacking was my first trade

I was jacking niggas way back in the first grade

So how the f**k you think that he going to do what another ni**a do

What was mean for me was never ever meant for you

Now it's time for paypack

Ni**a with that wack jack

You made a f**ked move and now it's time to get that head cracked

Blown to capacity

B**ches shouldn't have f**ked with me

To blow a ni**a's brains out

Ain't sh*t to me

Crazier than a mother

Suicidal like a bungee jump

Hunting niggas down in other hoods with my pump

Killing niggas off for something I really shouldn't have started

I opened up the pack and hit the flake and then I farted

Walking through my hood I seen some b**ch that's outside dancing

Visions in my head was k**l the b**ch like charles manson

Killed so many niggas need to be waiting down on death row

Got me in the county on suspicion of feinding for a blow

Caught me in a fiend's ride

Said I did some homicide

I was home alone with my girl that was my alibi

I'm a real ni**a ain't no time for acting phony

And plus I do my dirt all by my lonely

Will they hem me up and lock me down

That's something I doubt

A ni**a from the ave with attitude

I'm goin' way out

Niggas from the ave is goin' way out way out

Brrrapppa

Niggas from the ave is goin' way out way out

Brrrapppa

Back still labeled as a killer

Shoestring

F**k michael jackson I'm a thriller

I done done my time just like a beast

Searching a ni**a down and trying to take his piece

Two niggas from the ave with some motherf**king beef

I'm the f**king sheriff and jakey is the chief

I beef with many cliques and many niggas they have brung

Some of them niggas went home

And some of them niggas got hung

Ooted in my crib

I think somebody's peeping

The cops are in my window

They must think I was sleeping

Go for your arrest and I'll be coming out the covers

I'll step back and start popping motherf**kers

I've been up for two days

And now that I am yawning

My body's feeling numb

My nose is steady running

I'm looking at my mother as my motherf**king enemy

Called my little sister a b**ch

Said the ho is no kin to me

Should I s***t my mother

Or should I just R**e her

Should I cut her up like a chain and drape her

Slapped myself in the face

Cause I know I must be tripping

Had a dream of killing michael jordan and scottie pippen

Yo I'm ooting 'caine in my motherf**king nostrils

Having visions of murdering b**ches in my house shoes

And now I'm broke and back in to reality

The same old thing facing that police brutality

Reached to my side my 'caine's a goner

Grabbed my f**king gat and I headed to that corner

Looking for my brother and his f**king boys

I don't give a f**k I'll play them niggas like some toys

Looked up the street and seen my ni**a named jake

Beefing with my brother tyrese and ray-ray

Niggas stole my rocks

And then them niggas rolled them

Made a fat knot cocked the 50s back and fold them

Now I'm seeing see three niggas

Cocked back and three brims

Pimping around the corner

And they're rolling on punchy's rims

Yeah I stopped the car and asked them for my d**e

Ike cracked a grin I grabbed him by his throat

Ty reached up back and took a pop at his brother

And said the only person I love is my f**king mother

Yo went to my house and called punchy on the telephone

They ganked him and me

And now them niggas living wrong

Punchy got his rims back

But I didn't get my d**e G

Ike bought some gear and now them niggas gone to tennessee

I took no loss

I know that I'm the coach-ie

Somebody's at my door

Peeped out my window I see roachie

Ira's ooted out

I know the niggas dopin'

He's f**king them b**ches good

And busting their heads open

Back is the caravan acting like a old man

Steady smoking billies with a brewskie bottle in his hand

I'm shoestring

You know I'm not a joker

I don't smoke crack cause I'm not a crack smoker

That's the way it is

And this is what it's all about

These are niggas from the ave

And we're going way out

Niggas from the ave is goin' way out way out

Brrrapppa

Niggas from the ave is goin' way out way out

Brrrapppa