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Ring The Alarm
作詞:Kevin Briggs, Al'baseer Holly, Joel Witherspoon
Somebody ring the alarm Somebody ring the alarm
You better run 'fore this gun get used off, no doubt Be Ludacris for you niggaz not to Roll Out Either that or being poped, like Smashmouth How about lits, spits that shit that makes That money cats, stack them chips Sweeter than a bag of Nestle Tollhouse
So, think about the predicament you in dog Before you talk shit again, I'm eatin' (Somebody ring the alarm) Where the fuck could you ever sit again? And where yo peeps gon' live again, if we beefin'
Hate on me 'cause I'm all decent All this hate ain't recent, it's been since Back when stacks start increasin' And y'all main bitches peeped it so hold up
It's no secret, the hoes is creepin' And all y'all lies is weak and, it won't work (Somebody ring the alarm) I'm freakin', liftin' skirts on bad broads on E Like Brooke Burke, nigga Like Brook Burke, nigga, like Brooke Burke, nigga
Somebody ring the alarm, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm Somebody, somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm
Look, real nigga that's my game 'Bonic nigga that's my name I'm hot shit spit them flames Thoughts insane, let 'em sit on ya brain
Get back I don't want you to draw Don't trip, my hip'll make you fall Don't lip, my clip'll hush y'all Then call Paul and be out by tommorr' (Somebody ring the alarm)
Call Lit, meet me right by the whip, shit Hit rock, kiss the streets goodbye Look, call Nate, look up under the zinc It is what you think, put that shit in the bank (Somebody ring the alarm) もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
Call Pops, disassemble my glocks Reduce the shit to rub on hot rocks Call Teddy, ask Unc' is he ready Me and Lit bout to pour and it's time to get Jetty
G4, back to ATL Judge'll never get a chance to play us for bail We sit in first class, we don't sit in them cells And our niggaz don't and if they do, they get bail, shit
Somebody ring the alarm, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm Somebody, somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm
Somebody, somebody, somebody ring the alarm Somebody, somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm
I stopped doin' crime, mom, I really did I changed my ways, I'm tryna live And ball wit big heads, like Jason Kidd's Fuck a bid, it's not the way to go out young'n
Let me tell you what I'm talking about Fifteen had to do, what I had to do ask Boo' Stack paper, got a cue and a twenty-two It's all true, why the fuck would I lie to you? (Somebody ring the alarm)
Look, I ain't gon' hold you up Come at me straight I'll fold you up Cop 'dro and jaws that come big, as a Foldgers cup, yup I thought I told you buck, I'm next level
Like feet, I might creep feel on my self There goes my heat, not Tweet I'm not sweet you could hear it Or fear it, and read it and weep and get dirty in a week
Somebody ring the alarm, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm Somebody, somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm
Somebody, somebody, somebody ring the alarm Somebody, somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody ring the alarm
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