Zip Guns - Roc Marciano/The Alchemist.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : R. Meyer/A. Maman
[00:00.704] 作曲 : R. Meyer/A. Maman
[00:01.409][Intro: Roc Marciano]
[00:02.905]We gon' wait right here for these bitch ass niggas (Uh-huh, yeah)
[00:06.399]I don't give a **** if it takes all night (Uh)
[00:08.909]Bring the drums in, Al
[00:11.146]Uh, let's go (Yeah)
[00:12.152][Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
[00:12.651]After this chain of events, where your chain went? (Where it went?)
[00:15.649]Gotta watch the ladies you layin' with (Layin' with, what)
[00:18.400]A nigga been had flavor, kid, but I ain't a lick
[00:21.649]Taste this shit, it ain't no cake mix (This ain't no cake mix)
[00:24.405]They say this biz' is a snake pit, keep what you can't escape with
[00:28.157]You can't be afraid to get bit (Sssss)
[00:30.650]I stayed in the mix, it ain't in my nature to shapeshift
[00:33.648]The trainers is alligator skin (Alligator skin)
[00:35.900]Huh (Alright, alright, check this out)
[00:39.902]I'm in the Maybach (Yep) they tryin to stab me in my back (Ugh)
[00:42.892]You alrеady know where my mind at (Wherе it at?)
[00:44.901]Drive-bys in the Pontiac, body snatched
[00:47.648]For the same price it costs wifey to get her body snatched (Woo)
[00:51.652]Pistol whip you for shits and giggles, knock the jib loose
[00:54.644]Leave you without a tooth to nibble (Uh)
[00:57.654]No food, only soup on the menu
[01:01.148]For the evil that men do, how does that go?
[01:02.643]My dude on the roof, he ain't bring a fiddle (Uh-uh)
[01:04.399]The Feds might've bugged the rental, we speak in riddles
[01:06.395]Left your vehicle riddled (Blat, blat)
[01:08.907]Your femur break easy as peanut brittle (Woo)
[01:10.397]We got away clean as a whistle (Clean as a whistle)
[01:12.655]I walked off and whistled
[01:14.403]Blow a kiss at your miss at the vigil, I'm a cruel individual (Uh)
[01:17.404][Verse 2: Knowledge The Pirate]
[01:18.903]All my niggas sliders, leanin' like they got that drank inside us
[01:22.650]On that demon time like them Peaky Blinders
[01:24.653]We the gospel, word to BeBe and CeCe Winans
[01:27.400]I'm OGs drippin' in designer
[01:29.900]Movin' bricks of that China, from NYC down to Carolina
[01:33.642]This the Major Leagues, not the Minors
[01:35.897]Army Fatigues with the nine inside the army lining
[01:39.399]Stop that serpent from shining
[01:40.902]We took his head, it was all perfect timing
[01:43.397]The sun and moon, the stars was in alignment
[01:45.650]We cleaned 'em up and that's power refinement, yo
[01:51.851]He ran off with the work that he got on consignment
[01:53.351]Now, now Boogie Down Bronx (Word son)
[01:55.362]I need everyone cooperation right about this time
[01:55.861]He ran off with the work that he got on consignment
[01:58.363]We set the temperature and the climate
[01:59.855]Called up my shooter, gave him the assignment
[02:02.359]"Yo, soon as you see that nigga, wet him like a water hydrant"
[02:06.352]Yo, I got young shooters like Kobe Bryant
[02:08.863]For niggas acting defiant, it's all math and science, yo
[02:12.607]Don't get chalked, nigga, tryin' to line us
[02:14.850]Now you're ****in' 'round with New York's finest
[02:17.359]Lives get lost behind these blood diamonds
[02:19.855]We mob bosses so pay homage
[02:21.854]In broad day, we gon' spray llamas
[02:24.105]I'm in that cave with that K like Osama
[02:26.858]Cheffin up that yay every day, tryna stack dollars
[02:30.114]Pirates