HEEL CENA - Westside Gunn.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Alvin Worthy
[00:00.174] 作曲 : Alvin Worthy
[00:00.348]Say it
[00:01.836]Super FLYGOD
[00:04.771]Okay, keep sayin' it
[00:06.201]Super FLYGOD, Super FLYGOD
[00:40.911]Super FLYGOD
[00:41.870]Ayo, hit about four, five, wrong niggas, my bad (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
[00:44.826]Bulletproof Jag', wide pick up on the bypass (Skrrt)
[00:47.614]Dunk red cocaine guts hit my tags (Skrrt)
[00:50.065]Asa and AJ in the back playin' Minecraft (Ah)
[00:52.924]If I come through, spray a nigga, yo, my pen meaner (Grrt)
[00:55.424]White bricks, sniffed it one time, turned to Heel Cena
[00:58.132]Sly just hit a low, y'all said that shit sweeter
[01:00.750]Catch me low, Goyard socks in my own sneakers
[01:05.190]Free Sly, free Kutter (Grrt, FLYGOD)
[01:08.490]Ayo, I been ahead of my time, you blinded by the sample
[01:11.465]Dominican blow out, the bitches love my dimple (Woo)
[01:14.254]Niggas stuck in a TEC-10 whistle (Grrt, grrt)
[01:16.322]My homie got shot five times, he said it tickled (Ah)
[01:18.991]Go and walk out the Rosa, let the French door hit you
[01:21.556]You been dead, then about four more hit you (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
[01:24.264]My man just robbed my other man, I'm in a pickle (Ah)
[01:26.805]The work good, but the price high, I need to wiggle (Woo)
[01:29.404]They thought it was some iceberg shit, but it was bimbo (Uh-uh)
[01:32.325]The Enzo got Kenzo seats, word to me (Ah)
[01:34.697]Words to hands off program, we teachin' the youth
[01:37.321]'26 coupe, move with no roof, I let the bitch choose (Skrrt)
[01:40.422]Threw him off the rainbow bridge, now he fish food (Ah)
[01:42.965]Told the plug with my chest out, "I got big moves" (Woo)
[01:45.923]Ain't nobody out here's ****in' with y'all (Uh-uh)
[01:47.905]Ain't nobody out here's ****in' with us, you better thank me
[01:50.939]New pump lanky, I call it Wemby (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
[01:53.080]Bare smokin' like Ike and B Jeezy back at Eye Chitty's spot
[01:56.365]Spot Hogan leg drop, quarter block, better not (Woo)
[01:58.769]Be sure to rock, on dogs like BoriRock (On Dogz)
[02:01.562]Clouds gettin' lower
[02:03.021]No Met Gala invite 'cause they know everywhere I go, I keep the blower (Uh-uh, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[02:07.305]Mixed Martine with the Mowalola, silk controller (Ah)
[02:10.601]Too much of this might overdose you (Woo)
[02:12.957]Brown stones in the Black Jesus
[02:14.862]I threw up Carbone, pickin' up the pieces (Pickin' up the pieces)
[02:17.227]Used to play the dancefloor, creases had greases
[02:19.921]My locker had a locker, my genes all genius (Pickin' up the pieces)