[00:00.00] 作词 : JR Fog/大雕Roc/Dough-Boy
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dough-Boy
[00:13.17]编曲:JR Fog
[00:13.83]Studio:嘿吼内部录音棚
[00:26.28]JR Fog:
[00:27.54]I was born in the south
[00:29.21]Got no silver spoon we out
[00:30.97]K these mdfkin chigga like im runnin slaughter house
[00:34.44]Dirty south dirt boy shinnin chain we got them maos
[00:37.87]Sippin lean befo u know her now im sober every hour
[00:41.33]Take a shower dup骨 整个bt
[00:43.80]Whatsup
[00:44.76]Imma player got them haters
[00:46.42]City made us all the papers
[00:48.17]Smokin vaper drippin demon
[00:49.83]Step on the cloud is all that about
[00:51.54]U got product movin them out
[00:53.25]Wack poser f them up
[00:54.61]Dough-Boy:
[00:54.81]Summer’s blazing hot but my heart’s still cold
[00:57.92]Hustlers blending in got my cap real low
[01:01.39]I’m putting in work, rolling with my runners
[01:04.61]Only time I’ll ever talk is when I’m speaking numbers
[01:08.18]You know where I’m from
[01:10.14]We always on the run
[01:11.75]Y’all finished y’all done
[01:13.21]You know my boys go dumb
[01:15.02]Don’t ever cross the track
[01:16.84]You bout to get smacked
[01:18.54]We never holding back
[01:20.00]Paap pap pap pap pap
[01:22.01]大雕Roc:
[01:22.31]Let y'all know we're da dragon
[01:24.51]Try to find the way to grab then
[01:25.82]U can't even spot my tail
[01:27.63]When I done u yell what wtf just happened
[01:29.96]We collect like ATM
[01:31.42]Aren't no body dare to fake the gang
[01:32.87]Southern fighters made the bang
[01:34.78]Like a Fishmen never pay the fang
[01:36.44]Keep real this keep real that
[01:38.25]It pronounce keep it real
[01:39.00]U f pubehead
[01:39.96]Amateur need to read more
[01:41.52]Mama's boy need to feat war
[01:43.44]Cost to cost link the connect
[01:45.15]Own ur post starting form that
[01:46.80]Shout out to all the fighters
[01:48.46]Moving like ancient tigers
[01:50.07]We made hood play good
[01:51.79]Popping like a god damn sawfish
[01:53.64]We take the fakers shove in a plied of garbage
[01:56.41]Dough-Boy:
[01:56.60]Summer’s blazing hot but my heart’s still cold
[01:59.63]Hustlers blending in got my cap real low
[02:03.09]I’m putting in work, rolling with my runners
[02:06.47]Only time I’ll ever talk is when I’m speaking numbers
[02:10.13]You know where I’m from
[02:11.79]We always on the run
[02:13.50]Y’all finished y’all done
[02:15.15]You know my boys go dumb
[02:16.70]Don’t ever cross the track
[02:18.42]You bout to get smacked
[02:20.18]We never holding back
[02:21.68]Paap pap pap pap pap
作词 : JR Fog/大雕Roc/Dough-Boy
作曲 : Dough-Boy
编曲:JR Fog
Studio:嘿吼内部录音棚
JR Fog:
I was born in the south
Got no silver spoon we out
K these mdfkin chigga like im runnin slaughter house
Dirty south dirt boy shinnin chain we got them maos
Sippin lean befo u know her now im sober every hour
Take a shower dup骨 整个bt
Whatsup
Imma player got them haters
City made us all the papers
Smokin vaper drippin demon
Step on the cloud is all that about
U got product movin them out
Wack poser f them up
Dough-Boy:
Summer’s blazing hot but my heart’s still cold
Hustlers blending in got my cap real low
I’m putting in work, rolling with my runners
Only time I’ll ever talk is when I’m speaking numbers
You know where I’m from
We always on the run
Y’all finished y’all done
You know my boys go dumb
Don’t ever cross the track
You bout to get smacked
We never holding back
Paap pap pap pap pap
大雕Roc:
Let y'all know we're da dragon
Try to find the way to grab then
U can't even spot my tail
When I done u yell what wtf just happened
We collect like ATM
Aren't no body dare to fake the gang
Southern fighters made the bang
Like a Fishmen never pay the fang
Keep real this keep real that
It pronounce keep it real
U f pubehead
Amateur need to read more
Mama's boy need to feat war
Cost to cost link the connect
Own ur post starting form that
Shout out to all the fighters
Moving like ancient tigers
We made hood play good
Popping like a god damn sawfish
We take the fakers shove in a plied of garbage
Dough-Boy:
Summer’s blazing hot but my heart’s still cold
Hustlers blending in got my cap real low
I’m putting in work, rolling with my runners
Only time I’ll ever talk is when I’m speaking numbers
You know where I’m from
We always on the run
Y’all finished y’all done
You know my boys go dumb
Don’t ever cross the track
You bout to get smacked
We never holding back
Paap pap pap pap pap