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- Obie Trice BME Up 歌詞
- Obie Trice
- ***** we up we don't give a ****
We gon' keep holdin this **** down
***** raise up you can get bucked
Blam Gangstas around
Got the world in a flux all on the nuts
You can't stop us now
This where the riders at
'Til we posted up somewhere beneath the ground
BME trust the truth's in the booth
He don't take a hit to let 'em know I'm bullet-proof
Rest in peace Proof this is no truce
This is hood music brought directly to you
Mac-11 in the Chevy with a ***** or two
Ready for whatever we cuckoo loose screw
Used to bungalows juicin up fiends
Just to ride 'round in the new school
Come from basehead rentals same faces no dental
Claimin they gon' pay incidentals
Give a fiend a break he see God all in ya
Then he run game 'til your change all minimal
Pinnin them predicaments to live that life
I been spendin Benjamins since the early '90s
Now BME is where a ***** can find me
Still on the grind ***** still gettin mine
* **** we up we don't give a ****
We gon' keep holdin this **** down
***** raise up you can get bucked
Blam Gangstas around
Got the world in a flux all on the nuts
You can't stop us now
This where the riders at
'Til we posted up somewhere beneath the ground
**** ** I done been around the world and back
Ask about Trice ain't **** ****** with that
BME said 'Get 'em ' Obie did exact
Straight from the trap to the muh'****** map
Young ***** star do this car
Louis where a ***** murder a track
Hurdle over snares and claps
So verbal had to dumbit down so your ears adapt
Now it's (Money in the Bank) Lil' Scrap's pappy
'Preme in the tank ain't a vehic' could pass me
Ask BME how a ***** from Craft be
Nasty K covered up in the back seat
Any melee comin at me - death day
Pastor be speakin to your fam-lay
G **** I'ma rap 'til my sun set
'Cept sun's up; BME what
***** we up we don't give a ****
We gon' keep holdin this **** down
***** raise up you can get bucked
Blam Gangstas around
Got the world in a flux all on the nuts
You can't stop us now
This where the riders at
'Til we posted up somewhere beneath the ground
***** I don't slip handle 'em rap's Rip Hamilton
All in his mansion gamblin
Alls I'm tryin to do is match ' em rappin
Get a couple chicks I'm ramblin stab 'em
Take 'em to the crib where it's magnum madness
Mashin ass as if you ain't know the half
It's BME that's the muh'****** staff
Now I represent on they behalf - yes
***** we up we don't give a ****
We gon' keep holdin this * *** down
***** raise up you can get bucked
Blam Gangstas around
Got the world in a flux all on the nuts
You can't stop us now
This where the riders at
'Til we posted up somewhere beneath the ground
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