SKED

作词 : D. Curry/E. Brown/E. Green/P. Houston/J. Houston

作曲 : D. Curry/E. Brown/E. Green/P. Houston/J. Houston

Damn, nigga (He's heating up)

Damn, nigga

Damn, nigga

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Damn, nigga)

I don't trust nobody because some want me to suffer (Suffer)

Even Jesus called a nigga out on his last supper (Judas)

Tell it like it is 'cause I don't st-st-stutter (Stutter)

All these Jamaican shottas tell your crew, "Go suck your mudder" (Baow)

What could you do, huh? Try me, they put you in suits, huh, huh

You is a fluke, huh, I play your b***h like a flute, huh, huh

With all the shit that I seen, this water so sick as a flu, huh, huh

Treatin' my people like animals, b***h, I grew up in the zoo, huh, huh

Monkey fist, mixed with Bruce Lee kicks, you get your kufi split (Uh, yeah)

Sleep on this, I gotta ask Bill Cosby if he roofied this (Uh)

It's ludicrous, I'll be lit forever 'till I say I'm ****in' through with this

Snatch the power from you 'cause you don't know what to do with it

And I said what I said (B***h)

B***h, you scared, b***h, you scared

And I said what I said, b***h, you scared, b***h, you scared (Scary)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Doot-doot-doot)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (The feds)

I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Dome)

And I said what I said, b***h, you scared, b***h, you scared (Scared)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Brrt)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (Feds)

I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (B***h)

Power Ranger Glock, bullets came in different colors (Brrt)

B***h, the crib I'm in got more sticks than acupuncture

Ain't on safety, press to coverage, who in the **** he think he pressin'?

Tryna convince the press you tough'll get you p***ies pressed in public (Free)

Give me the loot, shoot, bullets at enemy troops

I got more arms than a centipede, but he still'll get beat like he sendin' me loops

Shitted on any attempt to keep Ken in the kennel, the criminals finna get loose

Niggas is cinnamon, sit him in food

Lord, if he play, I send him to yous, split up in two (Boo)

**** a truce, we was tuckin' tools, headed to Sunday school

B***h, I go where the funds come in twos, no, and it's not with you

Hundred racks on your noggin if I'm online and notice your comments rude (Uh)

Tryna act like you scared, nigga, you said what you said

And I said what I said, b***h, you scared, b***h, you scared (Scary)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Doot-doot-doot)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (The feds)

I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Dome)

And I said what I said, b***h, you scared, b***h, you scared (Scared)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (Brrt)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (Feds)

I'm about my family, God, business and my bread (Patta, ew)

Screech, you can catch a hoe, 'bout that crooked dough

Or end up with a hundred plus, n***r see tomorrow

Hard pill to swallow

She look good, shaped like a bottle

She's your partner, you locked up, he free, and they Full Throttle

Patta, I done seen it all in them fed walls

Facin' all that time, I have 'em scared, tellin' on they dawg (Ew)

Ballin in Indiana, I'm somethin' like a pacer

Catch me in some Louis boots, Louis on my face, ah

Diamonds on my teeth, ah, the games got sweeter

The steak they replaced, goose liver, it's time to eat, ah