《Wrektime》歌词

[00:04:05] [Where Brooklyn at?

[00:04:05] Tek:

[00:04:05] You're too light to fight, plus you're too thin to win,

[00:04:05] And who ya gonna call when i break your glass chin?

[00:04:05] Mista Rippa, slicker than your sista.

[00:04:05] Turn down the lights, she got hit by the Vicksta.

[00:04:05] Keep a lid on your lip so your wig won't get split.

[00:04:05] Better have your joint cocked, my hand's comin' off my hip.

[00:04:05] This little ni**a pumped the lead, that a** fled,

[00:04:05] Three of your boys wounded, three of your men dead.

[00:04:05] Time to hop to Iron (hillyyyy), back to my (spillyyyyyyy),

[00:04:05] Flat Foot comin' deep like (hillbillyyyyy).

[00:04:05] Can't hear the sirens, gotta block 'em out my mind,

[00:04:05] I gotta get away so I can do more crime.

[00:04:05] See my brethrens down the block, risin' up out their spot,

[00:04:05] Puffin' meth in the hood where the spot is hot.

[00:04:05] My Timbs ease tension by stompin' next when I'm vexed,

[00:04:05] Throw up your dick-beaters, kid, it's time to flex.

[00:04:05] Chorus One: 4x

[00:04:05] [I am what I am

[00:04:05] [Puff mad lye

[00:04:05] Steele:

[00:04:05] [Sent to represent the real heads,

[00:04:05] The dreads on the scene, now all the bumbaclot talk must dead.

[00:04:05] I walk the fence of stress and tension,

[00:04:05] Hit the benz then hit the spliff with my friends

[00:04:05] And catch mad wreck with my man tek

[00:04:05] [That's why my fans show respect when I slam sets.

[00:04:05] I don't front for you, your crew, even a stunt,

[00:04:05] Roll up the blunts, 'cause real niggas do what they want.

[00:04:05] Big up to all original criminaaaals, the ill politicaaaal,

[00:04:05] And all boot camp generaaaals.

[00:04:05] I be gettin' charged with my squad on the project step

[00:04:05] And you'll regret when my mob flex.

[00:04:05] Glam to the man that sham when I hit 'em with tricks or 4-5-6 when I'm gamblin.

[00:04:05] Collect your trap then add it to my fat stacks,

[00:04:05] Chill, i'll be back, right now i'm out to smoke the next sack.

[00:04:05] Chorus Two: 2x

[00:04:05] Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my crew

[00:04:05] Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my crew

[00:04:05] Puff mad lye / [Catch wreck with my crew

[00:04:05] I am what I am / [And I do what I do

[00:04:05] Tek: It's goin' down.

[00:04:05] Strap up the arms 'cause it's time to be jetty.

[00:04:05] [Ya niggas violated when you crossed that thin line.

[00:04:05] Tresspassed in Bucktown and now you're all mine.

[00:04:05] [Here batty booooyyyy

[00:04:05] [Got my glocks cocked and they're pointed at your head

[00:04:05] Your operation's DEAD AND STINKIN', TIED DOWN WITH BRICKS AND

[00:04:05] EAST RIVER SINKIN'.

[00:04:05] Got my hoodie on and my Timb boots, troop.

[00:04:05] [Kick your whole bottom row of fronts out, Dupe

[00:04:05] Ya best protect your frame before you tow out it, G.

[00:04:05] [I'm halfway sane, that's what the Lord tells me

[00:04:05] But I chose to disregard fuzz [smoke buzz

[00:04:05] And lamp in the Camp with the rest of the THUGS, 'cause

[00:04:05] [I am, what I am, and I do what I do

[00:04:05] Puff mad lye, catch wreck with my crew.

[00:04:05] Chorus One: 4x

[00:04:05] Chorus Two: 2x

[00:04:05] Smif-N-Wessun and we out like that...

[00:04:05] (okay, we ready to rock...)