RUMORS

歌詞

You ain't safe, dick, where you at? Ay, I'm 'bout to come get in yo' face (Ay, find me two niggas) (Find me the one that can say he stuck his dick in me) (And find me the one that can say I told on him) God forgive me, I'm a sinner License plate reader, pray this contraption block the signal Built a case on me, nigga, but bullets did not get delivered Face (Brrt) my signature, envelope returned to sender Thirty-two out the magazine, MAC-11, I quit feelin' Dealers back, whole team, they wish death on me, I could feel it Whole unit, held nuts on me, talkin' 'bout me to they bitches Whole unit went duck on me, when it's up, I'm in the trenches Me and Straw, great Monte Carlo, windows tinted, mind your business When it's unimportant to you, you don't even give it mention Keep my name in his penis eater, he must be in his feelings Luca Brasi big general, reachin' blocks through my lieutenants Set the tone, in the interview, they tune in and say it's healing Well, it cheese me, Allah be pleased, I just said a prayer for killin' friend, big brother snitchin and he ain't get him injured Before you speak on me, look, please go find me them two niggas Find me one who stuck dick in me, or the one I sent to prison Jail catcher, smell like fingernail polish when it (Grrt) Paramedics, yeah, put the yellow tape around the trap When we was children, to much cup, we accidentally caught a hack Told my uncle, no more fastlane, he told me you'll be back He told me you ain't commit murder and then went and did that to his self Coco-cola, soda bath, yoga class to make you stretch My conscious be messin' with me, make me think I need some help Hmm, just turned on the digi, in the kitchen by myself Self-made, stand up You ain't got two hats under your belt, then pick your pants up Zips up in the can, I know how to get (Grrt), off of handcuffs Callin' home to move about me 'cause I don't harbor no cowards X'd out one of my partners 'cause he don't keep it a thousand Used to share each others clothes, local products of public housing Only rock with the real, really, solo how I be rockin' One day I prayed to God, to send me beaucoup bricks of powder Taught us snorters nice and taller Boilin' water, I got power Two black eyes, a broken nose, when I had focus, I got crowded Nowadays, for he who try, catch your mama upside down Graduated to Waffle House, back then, it used to be McDonalds Hmm, created recreations, peep the cop in polo collars Hmm, drop the ballcap, pull up, park the whip, hop out it Monster status, silverback, you go to yards under the towers Long as I'm here, make sure Mucho and Mazi still receive they flowers After this, might send a blitz, go talk to God and take a shower