Miss America-#1 Hits Now

歌手 : #1 Hits Now

专辑 : 2012 Top Hits, Vol. 29

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:46

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TXT Miss America-#1 Hits Now 文本歌词

Miss America (美国小姐) - #1 Hits Now

Excuse me

Load the clip in the chopper

Flip the script and get oscars

All my niggas is mobsters

All my b**ches is doctors

Cole World

This just the tip of the iceberg

So talk sh*t

And taste the tip of the Mossberg

Don't trip ni**a they just words

Though my words tend to

Sound like Proverbs

Niggas don't see the preachers

'Til we dead in the hearse

Granny broke cause she always

Giving bread to the Church

Now pastor Mason Betha in a Lambo

And little niggas holding desert

Eagles like they Rambo

Bumping my sh*t always wondered

Why they f**k with my sh*t

I hope it's 'bout the knowledge

Not about who's sucking my dick

But oh well

I'm gon' sell like I had no bail

For my chain and my piece

I should've won Nobel

I'll boy you cold ni**a

Yeah I know ni**a

Only young ni**a do it better

Than the old niggas

Took chances

Slow dance with the devil b**ch

Overcoming the circumstances

We hella rich

Since you all in my business

This what I tell 'em b**ch

If you ain't f**k with me

Don't f**k with me

This life on the edge

Green dollars splurged

All on embellishments

My fellowship paid

Don't need to cop my fellas sh*t

Scooping hoes in the party

Some Cinderella sh*t

Smash for the hell of it

Living life on the edge

Miss America petty thoughts

Just to floss pay any and every cost

Heavy heart as I sit in this Range

Counting thousands out

Am I about dollars or about change

Am I about knowledge

Or about brains

Freedom or big chains

They don't feel my pain

Blood on my sneakers

No remorse for the grievers

He played the corner like Revis

He should've had better defense

That's how I'm feeling

Blood spilling I love killing

Niggas'll swear that they it

This is as rare as it gets

Rap game changed

This is embarrassing sh*t

Bunch of b**ches posing on

Some old Miss America sh*t

I was a wilder ni**a back

On my therapist sh*t

Moving careless as sh*t

In a city where niggas really

Don't care who they hit

Who the f**k was I

Just a young little ni**a trying

To see the other side

Of the railroad tracks

Where them scarecrows at

No brains on a ni**a

But they'll air your back

F**k the man Uncle Sam

I won't sell your crack

I won't fight your wars

I won't wear your hat

I'm a pass your classes

I'm a learn your craft

I'm a f**k your daughters

I'm a burn your flag