L.A. Times-The Game

歌手 : The Game
专辑 : The R.E.D. emption
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:07

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TXT L.A. Times-The Game 文本歌词

歌手:Game 歌曲:L A Times
When Them Niggas Start Shooting thats When the Shots
Get the Pourin you Only Got one Shot To Hit The Floor And
Just Take This One Shot as a Warning
Cause Tomorrow Could Be A Wake Like Good Morning
Back on the block like I never left it's Friday
Hi Ms Parker I've been cooking I'm a forever chef
And The Recipe IS Legendary
I Put Niggas Careers to End Early Like February
Then I come back Marchin
Hit you with april Showers them Shots
Kill Niggas Like abortion
Cause No Body Care About The Ni**a That Ain't There
Then Miss You until They Kiss You and You Going in The Ground
With maggots eating your tissue
Similar to the way the Sh*t Do
These are los Angeles Times Niggas Get Your Issue
Sweet things You Do
And set My heart Of Love
Now I Want You To Know
And remind Me yeah yeah Oh Ohh
F**k Yall Of L A Time
Poll up on Em 20 Inch wherever's and Get My Block
Get To Watching cause Avery time I Hit My Block
They Think I'm Flossing
Careven makes My Block Look Like a auction
Cause My Block Is My Blocks misfortune
5 huned On The Skills You Gone Waited
It ain't Hard Enough Throw On Stove
And Soutee it
Mixed in Started Up break It Down rock It Up
Looked This Sh*t
It's Architecture How I Chop It Up
Alot Of Fiends on my block but it's not enough
Champagne pourin when criiss style Bottles bust
For a millionaires and billionairs money to the sell in here
Patron got you gone trough pull in the air
I been trough a lot of sh*t when I'm still here
Even f**k magic Jonson b**ch and I'm still here
Sh*t I'm legend no Will here
But if you kill my dog I put You in the wheel chair
See Me What You Do
And set My heart Of Love
Now I Want You To Know
And remind Me yeah yeah Oh Ohh
Of L A Time
Such Your Haters
Always Hatin On
You Gone Hatin On me
You know Them Haters
Always Hatin
Why You Hatin On Me
Niggas know I sell my rocks every morning
7 o'clock me and my rocks was out the door and
Growin up in my projects was a project
But me and my project b**ch got them pass flip
No patience so I had to ride sick
Ride dirty on the T I Tip
Three wheel motion always make the ride Tip
It's all eyes on me and my b**ch
Even L A cops was on my sh*t
Thank god that my rocks was on my b**ch
Now it's time to flip the page on you niggas
I blue up like a grenade on you niggas
I went got paid on you niggas
I'm Bollin MJ on you niggas
I'm a star drop a sh*t every day on you niggas
Front page on you niggas
See Me What You Do
And set My heart Of Love
Now I Want You To Know
And remind Me yeah yeah Oh Ohh
Of L A Time