文本歌词

Got Em (Explicit) - Trae da Truth/Waka Flocka Flame
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
If it's drama I got it I got it I got it
I he want it I got it I got it I got it
Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it
If he tripping I got it I got it I got it
I hop out shot fire clayco been down
Hundred rounds stand down
This the g south we don't play around
I come around they don't say sh*t
Moment sounds when that k spit
This rolls royce got a pink slip
He 15 on that g sh*t
He 16 on that g sh*t
17 on that murk sh*t
My young ni**a gonna flip sh*t
This 4-5 is my sidekick
Clayco's my capital
Big rims gold teeth
That country boy attitude
Don't make saddam hus' after you
Caught 'em caught 'em caught 'em slipping at the red light
Run that chain run that ice before you lose your life
Car jackings home invasions it's a mess
Loyalty over royalty in the squad I trust
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
If it's drama I got it I got it I got it
I he want it I got it I got it I got it
Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it
If he tripping I got it I got it I got it
I pull up holding this choppa b**ch
If you at your place you better get back in it
Cause the way I'm feeling I might drop your b**ch
If you wanna be p**sy I'm finna jump up in it
In the black phantom yelling f**k 'em
If a ni**a run up on me bet I ain't going duck 'em
Better have a bunch of niggas with a hell of a jaw
If I don't beat 'em the f**k up then b**ch I'm busting
Gotta FM loaded up inside this jacket
50 round twin clips only way I pack it
If I let them hoes fly you better be acting
Get dough motherf**ker I ain't shooting for practice
I got ** money right up under the mattress
If their heads wanted beef I'm a sell out my package
I'm the king of the streets in the hood I'm a saint
I'm a send another ni**a f**k a letter them
If you looking for the one I'm that ni**a
You 'bout that life how the f**k you figured
Yea b**ch who strapped up my sh*t bigger
This message directed let no twitter
I've never seen shots like a b**ch who domin'
All black on a motherf**ker when I'm rollin'
Shout out to them navy seals with the sh*t I'm moanin'
On to workout yea b**ch I'm tonin'
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
If it's drama I got it I got it I got it
I he want it I got it I got it I got it
Tell that ni**a I got it I got it I got it
If he tripping I got it I got it I got it
I said I swear to god I can't wait
Till the day this ni**a slip
Headshot 'em off the rip make 'em feel the whole clip
Walking with a slight limp cause them hammers on deck
They gon' kill you for no check they gon' do it for respect
Throwing up the wrong set better get your a** wet
Headshotting off the motherf**king reel
I got boys vice lords Gd's and cripes
My belly and my ghost came with a pink slip
What you know bout that flocka waka flocka I'm your bet
If you raw gang bang play ball
For sold crack my back ain't gotta be against the wall
Just to shoot back this hunn'ed clip
You can feel all of that
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel
Headshot a f**k ni**a off the reel