NAPPY ROOTS – BIGGA THOMAS 歌詞

Let’s go

Uh, I’m out here fuckin’ ‘round, team know my life
I’m flayin’ with my dead PO, got me goin’ spice
Young niggas on the yella, they don’t want fame
Kid was slow, turned that bitch into a gun rage
Poppin’ pills, inhalin’ smoke
My nigga turned 40, still sellin’ dope
I told him I’mma hit the lottery in the 21st
Century and make the 22nd that you meet
20 pounds in the trunk, got no feel
Nina white girl, dressed in that snow gear
Say, I don’t see a drop of snow ‘round here
You’d be surprised what you’d find shopin’ down hill
You get it

I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

Front page, big news
Got the sofa lounge that should hit me blow a fuse
I’m stompin’ off this yard, I’m eatin’ with the locusts
Not only am a fool, I’m only in cauchore
I’m killin’ niggas, crack kills
Who really gives a damn if a black lives?
Who really gives a damn if a black lives?
This tobacco sellin’ crack is
Anyway, I ain’t wanna preach
I cannot tell ‘em when I’m on my 3rd felony
They wanna be just like the gangsters of the 70’s
House profiled, local hood celebrities

I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

Cuz I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

I’m ridin’ ‘round, Glock loaded
Neighborhood watch captain so I got motive
If a bag of cracka Jack get a coppa motive
Better stack and shoot me back and Fox News a show it
Perfect opportunity
Nigga blow low, thinkin’ oh dawg this might be my movie moment
When in Rome I’mma think just like a roman
But I’m in the hood, gettin’ money like I’m coanin’
I’m TBS, Caddy BGS
We cush by the OZ either we be stress
I’m tryna see my baby girl I a wedding dress
And I kill a motherfucker if he think I’m less

I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

I get in the switchy bonnet
Have me cornered, I’m feelin’ like Bigga Thomas
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers
Oh I’m killin’ motherfuckers, killin’ motherfuckers

To be able to put another project out
I’ll top that shit’s beautiful
To be able to raise our kids off this shit
I’ll top that shit’s beautiful
To be able to change people’s lives
And let them maintain what they goin’ through
And be the soundtrack to people’s life story
That shit’s beautiful
I woke this morning
And I’ve seen Mount Rushmore
That shit was beautiful
We travel the world, man
Travelin’ the world off this ret roose

==

- スポンサーリンク -