《Cake》歌词

[00:00:00] Cake - Lloyd Banks

[00:00:00] Written by：F. Horton/C. Lloyd/C. Jackson

[00:00:00] Money money money money cake I need the cake nigga

[00:00:05] The unit don't play we rap but we strapped

[00:00:08] Buck got the shotgun 50 got the mac

[00:00:11] Spider got the sweeper and you dying to hear it clap uh huh

[00:00:14] You won't have another birthday cake after that woo

[00:00:17] Cause yayo got a temper and he don't know how to act f**k

[00:00:19] And I been gone all winter

[00:00:21] But now a nigga back to get the

[00:00:22] Money uh the money uh the money uh the money

[00:00:25] Uh the cake

[00:00:26] And you motherf**kers looking like steak woo

[00:00:28] Food on the plate for the wolves follow rules

[00:00:31] Don't get moved by the two's blood'll ooze on your shoes

[00:00:33] Wait uh huh control your hate you ain't riding in them sixes why

[00:00:37] Cause you spending all your cake on them bitches uh

[00:00:39] I need the bread lil' niggas need Christmas uh huh

[00:00:42] Banks don't rap with a backpack I'm in it for the

[00:00:45] Money uh the money uh the money

[00:00:47] Uh the money uh the cake

[00:00:49] Ha ha you heard banks say it so you know I got the mack

[00:00:53] I pull or pull out spray hollows at your back

[00:00:56] I don't give a f**k it's going down like that

[00:00:59] I done been through every hood dead niggas don't rat

[00:01:02] In the heart of a victim murder is monumental

[00:01:05] I don't complicate shit kid I keep it simple

[00:01:07] My bullet wounds will tell you a story 'bout what I been through

[00:01:10] South side trauma drama with the llamas

[00:01:13] I conversate with killers it's usually about life

[00:01:16] Politic with bonders it's usually about white

[00:01:19] I'm the poster child for violence I'm the boy in the poster

[00:01:21] When them shots start to ring out I'm the boy with the toaster

[00:01:24] Yeah listen up kicko I hustle I get dough

[00:01:27] You f**king with a sicko I spaz let a clip go

[00:01:30] Cannon out the rental beam to 'yo temple

[00:01:33] I squeeze blow your mental all over your friends woo

[00:01:36] Me I'm from the street where ain't nothing sweet

[00:01:38] The home for the Homi's there's a body every week

[00:01:41] Now I don't hear the sirens but they probably on the creep creep

[00:01:44] Plotting to pull me over plant the cake in my jeep woo

[00:01:47] So I be skipping cities seven states in a week yeah

[00:01:50] Can't a motherf**ker breathe and tell me I can't eat

[00:01:52] Show me the money uh the money uh the money

[00:01:54] Uh the money uh the cake

[00:01:56] Nigga slow down pump ya brakes yeah

[00:01:59] No mistakes cause the jakes run the plates

[00:02:01] Then your headed upstate for rolling 'round with a steak uh huh

[00:02:04] Niggas start up the beef and run straight to the cops uh huh

[00:02:07] You a bitch ass nigga the cup cake of the block woo

[00:02:10] Any nigga disrespect the click getting shot

[00:02:12] 'Round here niggas get found upside down over the

[00:02:15] Money uh the money uh the money

[00:02:17] Uh the money uh the cake

[00:02:20] Woo oooh

[00:02:31] Cake

[00:02:38] Money money money money cake