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m.A.A.d city

アーティスト：Kendrick Lamar, MC Eiht  アルバム：good kid, m.A.A.d city 

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If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street, I hear— Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Man down, where you from, nigga? Fuck who you know—where you from, my nigga? Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga? This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane This is not a rap on how I'm slingin' crack or move cocaine This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighin' on your brain It was me, L Boog, and Yan Yan, YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans It got ugly, wavin' yo' hand out the window – check yourself! Uh, Warriors and Conans, hope euphoria can slow dance With society, the driver seat the first one to get killed Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown out At the same burger stand where *beep* hang out Now this is not a tape recorder sayin' that he did it But ever since that day, I was lookin' at him different That was back when I was nine, Joey packed the nine Pakistan on every porch is fine, we adapt to crime Pack a van with four guns at a time With the sliding door, fuck is up? Fuck you shootin' for if you ain't walkin' up, you fuckin' punk? Pickin' up the fuckin' pump, pickin' off you suckers Suck a dick or die or sucker punch A wall of bullets comin' from AK's, AR's, "Ayy, y'all—duck!" That's what Momma said when we was eatin' that free lunch Aw man, goddamn, all hell broke loose You killed my cousin back in '94, fuck yo' truce! Now crawl your head in that noose You wind up dead on the news Ain't no peace treaty, just piecin' BGs up to pre-approve Bodies on top of bodies, IVs on top of IVs Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys When you hop on that trolley, make sure your color's correct Make sure you're corporate or they'll be callin' your mother collect They say the governor collect all of our taxes, except When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat You movin' backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess M.A.A.d. city Man down, where you from, nigga? Fuck who you know—where you from, my nigga? Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga? This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street, I hear— Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!— Wake yo' punk-ass up! It ain't nothin' but a Compton thang G-yeah, real simple and plain Let me teach you some lessons about the street (Smoke somethin', nigga!) Hood ('Sup, Cuz?) It ain't nothin' but a Compton thang G-yeah, how we do Fresh outta school 'cause I was a high school grad' Sleepin' in the living room of my momma's pad Reality struck, I seen the white car crash



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