作词 : Steve Bilodeau/Jermaine Cole/Damon Coleman/Tyler Williams/Michael Holmes/Kelvin Wooten/Bunny Sigler/Phillip Hurtt/Jeremy Allen/Torence Hatch/M. Roach 作曲 : Steve Bilodeau/Jermaine Cole/Damon Coleman/Tyler Williams/Michael Holmes/Kelvin Wooten/Bunny Sigler/Phillip Hurtt/Jeremy Allen/Torence Hatch/M. Roach Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain Picture my soul climbin' out of infinite holes Where niggas die over pride and live for the dough If I survive, then I strive to hit with the flow Hopin' these waves will pay, but the ripple is slow And I'm conflicted with no digits to show But fantasies of frivolous hoes grippin' this pole The temperature's low But you know that ain't stoppin' lil' nigga for slidin', like the tires on the whip in the snow This is for sure, I'm tip-toein' around the abyss with sticks blowin' Piss poor with intentions to glimpse The wrist glowin', face, tits, for rent, owing Fist clenched when niggas diss, but since knowin' Lives expire when niggas pride gets higher And the vocal range aside, but rise vocal chain, uh My road to fame is right with spikes and broken lanes, and tolls I can't afford, but I won't complain I know the more I gotta struggle, is the more I gain Post-traumatic-stress on an immature brain Leaves another corpse, young pup playin' war games Now he's handcuffed, old lady sayin "Poor thang" Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain You wanna talk shit? You wanna run your mouth? You want some gang to stretch you all over your house? We'll set this bitch off, set this bitch off We'll set this bitch off, set this bitch off You wanna- Here go a song that gives a shit off, put my stunt on This nigga back home been talkin' slick, and I done heard him You get your name goin', niggas like that gon' throw they dirt on You make you some calls, niggas gon' act like you ain't earn 'em He talk like he live, but I remember him from High School Man, deep down inside know he a bitch, I wanna hurt him I know that's my pride, I carry it just like a burden When egos is flarin', beware that's when they close the curtain It's when they close the curtain (Put your hands up) It's when they close the curtain (You pull out a gun, nigga?) It's when they close the curtain (You pull out a gun, nigga?) It's when they close the curtain (Yo, yo, chill, chill, you gon' shoot me?) Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fade Come get your issue, no one gets sprayed Win or you lose, get to fight another day And if I take an L, I won't feel no way Plenty nights a nigga didn't eat, punk bitch Rent owed, damn near was on the street, punk bitch Weren't no Western Union, so you were not needed, punk bitch All of the sudden now I'm buzzin', oh, now it's beef, punk bitch Gonna pop off, get ****ed by your mystique, punk bitch I knew you way before you was actin' street, punk bitch Started rollin' with niggas that's packin' heat, punk bitch You more like me than them niggas, you still a geek, punk bitch You can't hide it with tattoos on your physique, punk bitch And that lingo you added, ain't how you speak, punk bitch And you grew up with both your parents to teach, punk bitch So how the **** all of the sudden, you turnin' G? Punk bitch You a slave to the peer pressure, you weak, punk bitch You ain't claimin' no real section, your street weren't lit Man, your shit look like mine, with hella tree trunks, bitch Move to Forest Hill Drive, and it was peace for a bit 'Til domestic turned violent, then a key just switched In the back of my mind, I gotta be somethin', bitch That's when I started rhymin' and makin' beats, son of' bitch Way before you was lyin' 'bout touchin' keys, son' of bitch Heard you say I ain't real, that's your belief, huh? Bitch Well, look, I'm back in the 'Ville, so we can see, punk bitch Gonna shoot me the fade when we meet, punk bitch And don't be bringin' no hammers, nah, don't cheat, punk bitch Nah, don't cheat, punk bitch Tryna lean on that shit, nigga, I want my ****in' head up Punk bitch Punk bitch Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games He wanted love, but he only made more pain Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fade Come get your issue, no one gets sprayed Win or you lose, get to fight another day And if I take an L, I won't feel no way 'Cause I've been through lots of things Hey, what's up? Hey what's up Hey, what's up? Yo, what's good? Hey Hey, what's up? What's up, how you been? Nah, **** Your call has been forwarded to voicemail The person you're trying to reach- ****
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Roach[00:10.332] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[00:13.155] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[00:15.588] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[00:18.327] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[00:20.715][00:20.895] Picture my soul climbin' out of infinite holes[00:23.494] Where niggas die over pride and live for the dough[00:26.098] If I survive, then I strive to hit with the flow[00:28.612] Hopin' these waves will pay, but the ripple is slow[00:31.243] And I'm conflicted with no digits to show[00:33.653] But fantasies of frivolous hoes grippin' this pole[00:36.169] The temperature's low[00:37.249] But you know that ain't stoppin' lil' nigga for slidin', like the tires on the whip in the snow[00:41.695] This is for sure, I'm tip-toein' around the abyss with sticks blowin'[00:45.276] Piss poor with intentions to glimpse[00:46.934] The wrist glowin', face, tits, for rent, owing[00:49.548] Fist clenched when niggas diss, but since knowin'[00:52.298] Lives expire when niggas pride gets higher[00:54.586] And the vocal range aside, but rise vocal chain, uh[00:57.500] My road to fame is right with spikes and broken lanes, and tolls I can't afford, but I won't complain[01:02.670] I know the more I gotta struggle, is the more I gain[01:05.160] Post-traumatic-stress on an immature brain[01:07.841] Leaves another corpse, young pup playin' war games[01:10.292] Now he's handcuffed, old lady sayin "Poor thang"[01:12.769][01:12.903] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[01:15.453] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[01:18.146] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[01:20.846] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[01:22.915][01:23.048] You wanna talk shit?[01:24.152] You wanna run your mouth?[01:25.548] You want some gang to stretch you all over your house?[01:28.100] We'll set this bitch off, set this bitch off[01:30.274] We'll set this bitch off, set this bitch off[01:33.056] You wanna-[01:33.919][01:34.080] Here go a song that gives a shit off, put my stunt on[01:36.333] This nigga back home been talkin' slick, and I done heard him[01:38.784] You get your name goin', niggas like that gon' throw they dirt on[01:41.351] You make you some calls, niggas gon' act like you ain't earn 'em[01:44.060] He talk like he live, but I remember him from High School[01:46.678] Man, deep down inside know he a bitch, I wanna hurt him[01:49.233] I know that's my pride, I carry it just like a burden[01:51.718] When egos is flarin', beware that's when they close the curtain[01:55.684] It's when they close the curtain (Put your hands up)[01:58.303] It's when they close the curtain (You pull out a gun, nigga?)[02:00.930] It's when they close the curtain (You pull out a gun, nigga?)[02:03.172] It's when they close the curtain (Yo, yo, chill, chill, you gon' shoot me?)[02:05.052] Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fade[02:07.571] Come get your issue, no one gets sprayed[02:10.101] Win or you lose, get to fight another day[02:12.724] And if I take an L, I won't feel no way[02:15.471] Plenty nights a nigga didn't eat, punk bitch[02:18.062] Rent owed, damn near was on the street, punk bitch[02:20.527] Weren't no Western Union, so you were not needed, punk bitch[02:23.072] All of the sudden now I'm buzzin', oh, now it's beef, punk bitch[02:25.532] Gonna pop off, get ****ed by your mystique, punk bitch[02:28.061] I knew you way before you was actin' street, punk bitch[02:30.915] Started rollin' with niggas that's packin' heat, punk bitch[02:33.475] You more like me than them niggas, you still a geek, punk bitch[02:35.999] You can't hide it with tattoos on your physique, punk bitch[02:38.454] And that lingo you added, ain't how you speak, punk bitch[02:41.250] And you grew up with both your parents to teach, punk bitch[02:43.883] So how the **** all of the sudden, you turnin' G? Punk bitch[02:46.606] You a slave to the peer pressure, you weak, punk bitch[02:48.996] You ain't claimin' no real section, your street weren't lit[02:51.613] Man, your shit look like mine, with hella tree trunks, bitch[02:54.202] Move to Forest Hill Drive, and it was peace for a bit[02:56.955] 'Til domestic turned violent, then a key just switched[02:59.531] In the back of my mind, I gotta be somethin', bitch[03:02.061] That's when I started rhymin' and makin' beats, son of' bitch[03:04.701] Way before you was lyin' 'bout touchin' keys, son' of bitch[03:07.355] Heard you say I ain't real, that's your belief, huh? Bitch[03:09.846] Well, look, I'm back in the 'Ville, so we can see, punk bitch[03:12.474] Gonna shoot me the fade when we meet, punk bitch[03:14.991] And don't be bringin' no hammers, nah, don't cheat, punk bitch[03:18.289] Nah, don't cheat, punk bitch[03:20.469] Tryna lean on that shit, nigga, I want my ****in' head up[03:24.550] Punk bitch[03:27.204] Punk bitch[03:28.312][03:28.492] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[03:31.255] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[03:33.765] Poor thang, young pup's playin' war games[03:36.446] He wanted love, but he only made more pain[03:38.961][03:39.106] Don't pull out no pistol, run me my fade[03:41.424] Come get your issue, no one gets sprayed[03:44.057] Win or you lose, get to fight another day[03:46.648] And if I take an L, I won't feel no way[03:53.106] 'Cause I've been through lots of things[03:58.321][04:17.243] Hey, what's up? Hey what's up[04:20.782] Hey, what's up?[04:23.164] Yo, what's good?[04:25.940] Hey[04:27.411] Hey, what's up? What's up, how you been?[04:30.454] Nah, ****[04:46.188] Your call has been forwarded to voicemail[04:48.318] The person you're trying to reach-[04:48.679] ****