[ar:Scorey]
[al:Help Is On The Way (Explicit)]
[by:v_kezhzhang]
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No Names (Explicit) - Scorey
Lyrics by：Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr/Nathan Scott Lamarche
Composed by：Bakari Ward/John Luther/Trina'e Williams/Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr/Nathan Scott Lamarche
Mike said he calling the police word to face
Mike said he calling the police word to face
Chill Mike chill Mike
Uh like **** 12 I ain't giving no names
He in that cell *** wit the ** game
Chopper Adele love the way that pole sang
They give him shells he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele love wit when that phone ring
**** what he yell he ain't put in no pain
All by myself hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell he just like to torch things
Tell me who you rockin wit so we can hit they block and spin it
Hang wit the opposite then he gon hear that chopper spitting
Crash bout that guap I'm wit it
Splash hit his top and split it
Max love to hop out hitting
Mask up wit all my villains
Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
Couldn't get no ride before I got up on the road riches
Stuck by my lonely wit this nine don't need no co-defendant
Aint no support got on my grind nobody loaned a penny
Uh like **** 12 I ain't giving no names
He in that cell *** wit the ** game
Chopper Adele love the way that pole sang
They give him shells he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele love wit when that phone ring
**** what he yell he ain't put in no pain
All by myself hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell he just like to torch things
I been on that paper trail never was a school guy
Grinding till my pockets double stuffed just like a moon pie
Hop out wit that Glizzy 10 and box you in just you and I
I been screaming 4TS but still rock wit my Coolidge guys
We could get it do or die yours and mines set it up
We got all the switches and them 45s hella guns
I won't drop a diss I tell them shooters slide wet him up
My brody got hit you know them savages ain't letting up
Uh like **** 12 I ain't giving no names
He in that cell *** wit the ** game
Chopper Adele love the way that pole sang
They give him shells he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele love wit when that phone ring
**** what he yell he ain't put in no pain
All by myself hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell he just like to torch things