文本歌词

Ring - T.I./Young Thug
Young Thug：
Yeah
DY crazy
You young Gs and OGs you know
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
That choppa go
I let it ring
Brrr
You know what I mean
Yeah
I don't drink green
Uh uh
I need my green
Let's go
I just wanna cum on her
What
Face and her spleen
Eugh
I just wanna let this b***h
What
Let this b***h ring
Brrr brrr
T.I.：
When s**t get wrong it can't go right
I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe
Be careful what you about it put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say okay alright
You pick your fate you pay your price
Just know I do not play alright
Young Thug：
Yeah I been acting hard
I send 'em to God
I send 'em to God
My dog like dodge
Aye
They pull up and charge
They pull up and charge
I'm riding the ten speed
Skrr
It's hard to pull out the 'rage
Yeah
It's thoughtful I'm f**king your daughters
Yeah
They twins I'm Mr. Rogers
T.I.：
Now it's a problem with a hundred thousand dollars in the truck
Ain't talk s**t we follow them punks
You cross that line everybody getting ducked
Fast forward twenty five years and I grew up
N***a talk s**t don't do s**t to 'em
Press Atlanta your string get pulled
Got a problem bring it to 'em
Just don't be so immature
Young Thug：
I let it ring
Brrr
You know what I mean
Yeah
I don't drink green
Uh uh
I need my green
Let's go
I just wanna cum on her
What
Face and her spleen
Eugh
I just wanna let this b***h
What
Let this b***h ring
Brrr brrr
T.I.：
When s**t get wrong it can't go right
I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe
Be careful what you about it put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say okay alright
You pick your fate you pay your price
Just know I do not play alright alright
Young Thug：
This s**t on sight I blame it on strike
I blame it on ice I blame it on drink
I took a lil' X I f**k on my ex
I did a lil' wrong I'm making it right
Where did he go he ran out back
He must've ran track I slash his back
I got war wounds under my tats
I got a few bloods they all say Slatt
I got a few crips they all on neck
I busted on her lips but not her back
It's not my b***h it's not my neck
I'm just her pimp I'm not her dad
The cops pulled me over they smelled my thrax
It's not my gat but them my racks
Them my lewis and them my Slatts
And that's my car and that's my b***h
T.I.：
Ain't none of your concern keep me outta that s**t n***a
All on my d**k tryna follow my b***h
If you catch me in Vegas I'ma catch a new case
Fifty n***as with you and I'ma be in your face
N***a think this s**t a game bet his a*s get stabbed
Nineteen in the clip let his a*s get had
Best case scenario get your a*s kidnapped
Worst case end up in a plastic bag
Without order there is chaos
Never let 'em handle a n***a
Motherf**kin' player I do it like in Atlanta n***a
You do that s**t for IG and the f**king camera
You 'gon be happy till someone teach you some f**king manners
Ha ha ha ha
When s**t get wrong it can't go right
I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe
Be careful what you about it put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say okay alright
You pick your fate you pay your price
Just know I do not play alright
Young Thug：
I let it ring
Brrr
You know what I mean
Yeah
I don't drink green
Uh uh
I need my green
Let's go
I just wanna cum on her
What
Face and her spleen
Eugh
I just wanna let this b***h
What
Let this b***h ring
Brrr brrr
T.I.：
You know what the f**k going on with us man