Rappa Pom Pom-Lil Wayne/Junior Reid
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TXT Rappa Pom Pom-Lil Wayne/Junior Reid 文本歌词
Rappa Pom Pom - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Junior Reid
You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want
At the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess
What santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom
We don't want no rom pom pom pom
Welcome to hell I let em burn
Momma told me don't play with them
Choppas I never learn
I hold the tube tight & firm
I don't squirm
Killas hold court in the street
Court is ajerned
These niggas sleepin hope
They keep it in they napsack
Watch me while I'm creepin leave em
Leakin like a flap jack
Hustle all day like we eatin
On the last stack
We play with ak's boy you need to bring
That mac back
Hand gun they don't want no hand gun
Tote a shotty with a bass drum
Say somethin I'm from where
Them niggas can't come
We die rich & young
We die handsome and
Me I never ran from another man son
I take alot a shots ni**a and one
So throw away them glocks
I hope they prayin for ya
You hear that chop now you sayin somethin
That's that rom pom pom pom
We don't want no rom pom pom pom
Murda she wrote ni**a we loke
You can get smoked like brand new d**e
Brand new scopes on old guns
From brand new beef
If he play you cold you give him heat
Play that roll get in them streets
You pay that toll life ain't cheap
The streets is watchin
The streets can see what you can't see
You ain't safe you ain't free
You just a target with teeth
Ya'll niggas don't hear me
Shoot him in the eye make
The ni**a see clearly
Now he only got one eye like the pyramid
B**ch I'm in the game
Like the beer man hear me
They on my crash shootin
Down like a deer man
Down down baby goin down like airtran
Yeah & you don't wanna take it there man
Because I'm already there man
I'm sayin
You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess
What santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom we don't want
Survival of the fittest it is well known
There's no water like my city's
Some of us are killers some of them
Are jus swimmers
Niggas got choppas niggas got trimmers
Niggas got problems niggas got business
Niggas got children niggas got b**ches
B**ches got b**ches
I know realer then you
Ni**a I done seen keys bigger then you
Yeah ni**a you ain't on sh*t
Cut off a ni**a head make him
His own dick
No he don't want that & he don't want this
I shoot a hundred times I be blind if I miss
You know I gotta put the dollar sign
Before the b**ch
Every movie gotta end
But I'm just stickin to the script
Addicted to the chips commited to my clique
Cash money mother f**ker get the pistol
To your lips
That's that rom pom pom pom
We don't want no rom pom pom pom
You only got a few days more
To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess
What santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom we don't want
No rom pom pom pom
