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THat Part (Black Hippy Remix)

Schoolboy Q
2016-07-164:42 分同期歌詞

「THat Part (Black Hippy Remix)」はSchoolboy Qの曲です, 2016, Pop。長さは4:42, 128 lines / 904 words。

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0:00THat Part (那部分) (Black Hippy Remix) - Schoolboy Q
0:17Me no conversate with the fake that part
0:21All my independent that part
0:26I just want the paper that part
0:30All my flavored
0:32That part that part that part that part
0:36It's impossible to love it if you don't come from it
0:38It's things that goes on you just can't stomach
0:40I seen it all happen but I ain't sayin' nada
0:43Peep 24/7 in the hood it's hot
0:45If you wanna fall through get top on the phone
0:48He don't pick up then it ain't bool
0:49Let you know it ain't good to stop
0:51That part that part that part
0:53I'm a watts and we not kosher
0:56Sh*t only concern is the bottom line like a stockholder
0:59This is where they come where they cop them boulders
1:02Catfight with their exposed
1:04Still sippin' on that wild Irish rose
1:06Still rock swap meet designer clothes
1:08Black in my mattress
1:11Make a hundred racks do a backflip
1:12Might go uncle Luke on them hoes
1:15Pop for a bankroll yeah
1:17All my with me got a blank face yeah
1:19On that you where the pay pay
1:21Make 'em pull up on your block with them 223s
1:24Aim it at your face hey
1:25Movin' with the rock and the concealers
1:27You either sellin' rock or you flock to get it
1:30You either on the watch or the clock is tickin'
1:31The life of my watts and my bompton
1:34Get pinched I'ma post a bond
1:35Know pop gon' hold it down look
1:38Need cash gotta get you some
1:40If a hater tell you money ain't everything
1:42He don't want you to get none
1:43So we thuggin' like DMX
1:45Bleed PMS
1:46Point blank period meet me on the ES
1:49I'm fully with the BS believe that
1:50And we don't stress
1:51A 38 'til it free your chest
1:53Then PP on the po's desk
1:54I'm Jay Z in a blow out press
1:56Relate me to your blowout's best
1:58Can't heat me I'm remote you're deaf
1:59I'm HD causin' photo theft
2:01My AC antifreeze got a that part
2:03Hold your breath I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC
2:05Protect me from the local threats
2:06My ID say my eye don't rest
2:08My IV qualify T-rex
2:10Society kept my IQ vexed
2:11Deny me from an ivy school
2:13Applyin' me to the street I slept
2:14I quietly had to hold this tool
2:16Reminding me of the block I repped
2:18The turf I stepped the church and the earth I blessed
2:20The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef
2:22That hearse the flirt with perks of a confessed
2:24Dispersed the worst the first 48 addressed
2:26The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest
2:29The awe the curse of a pose in zest
2:30The good the flaws the pain to reverse what's left
2:33Me no conversate with the fake that part
2:37All my independent that part
2:41I just want the paper that part
2:46All my flavored
2:48That part that part that part that part
2:51Zest god zest god zest god zest god
2:54Yamborghini high cream soda with the wockhardt
2:58Soulo the profit yeah soulo the prophet
3:03That's the fortune teller makin' withdrawals and deposits
3:07Ironic they wanna know where I've been in
3:10Where the I've been hidin' in
3:11When the am I droppin' that
3:13New work that take 'em to church and
3:15Turn the universe upside down again
3:18Since you're so smart
3:20I can't get in my groove 'til we get the Q first
3:24I will not heed
3:25I pull up large enough to part the red sea
3:27Father forgive 'em for they know not know who they see
3:29I got all eyes on me call me 3Pac
3:32Soulo
3:35Hang on let me get some
3:37Hang on
3:37Hang on
3:39Made a mil' and I spent it in the same day
3:41Got a chopper not the AK
3:43Gettin' money on a vacay
3:44Go go gadget's in the driveway
3:45Groovy Tony on July 8th
3:47Yeah I'm killin' kitties on a Sunday
3:49How you ballin' in a Hyundai
3:50My Ferrari got a toupee
3:52Swerve in the big body
3:53Your favorite artist I'm his big homie
3:55Yeah I'm walkin' with a fifth
3:56And I ain't voting I'm a crip homie
3:57I'm where them bloods where them locs at
3:59Where the blood where the choke round gloves for the combat
4:01How the feds in your contacts
4:03How the feds know my set name
4:04Fled in the mulsanne
4:05Hydrate up the rap game
4:07Heard soulo comin' up next
4:08And SZA got a classic
4:10Heard Zay just got it mastered uh
4:11The fire burnin' through the plastic
4:13So fingers to the badges
4:14They don't love you 'til the racks evolve
4:16When I was broke they wouldn't accept the call
4:18Now they on me for my decimals
4:19Blank face has gotta X 'em off
4:20Enemies gotta bob and weave
4:22Gangbangin' like we stand for somethin'
4:24When Alton sterling gettin' killed for nothin'
4:26Two cowards in the car they're just there to film
4:28Sayin' blacklivesmatter should've died with him
4:30Wrong in your hood you gon' ride on him
4:32White with a badge you gon' let that slide
4:34Tell me how they sent that footage off and slept that night
4:36I feel bad that my daughter gotta live this life
4:38I'll die for my daughter gotta fight this fight
4:40Put a blank face on let that drop
4:42That that part
THat Part (那部分) (Black Hippy Remix) - Schoolboy Q
Me no conversate with the fake that part
All my independent that part
I just want the paper that part
All my flavored
That part that part that part that part
It's impossible to love it if you don't come from it
It's things that goes on you just can't stomach
I seen it all happen but I ain't sayin' nada
Peep 24/7 in the hood it's hot
If you wanna fall through get top on the phone
He don't pick up then it ain't bool
Let you know it ain't good to stop
That part that part that part
I'm a watts and we not kosher
Sh*t only concern is the bottom line like a stockholder
This is where they come where they cop them boulders
Catfight with their exposed
Still sippin' on that wild Irish rose
Still rock swap meet designer clothes
Black in my mattress
Make a hundred racks do a backflip
Might go uncle Luke on them hoes
Pop for a bankroll yeah
All my with me got a blank face yeah
On that you where the pay pay
Make 'em pull up on your block with them 223s
Aim it at your face hey
Movin' with the rock and the concealers
You either sellin' rock or you flock to get it
You either on the watch or the clock is tickin'
The life of my watts and my bompton
Get pinched I'ma post a bond
Know pop gon' hold it down look
Need cash gotta get you some
If a hater tell you money ain't everything
He don't want you to get none
So we thuggin' like DMX
Bleed PMS
Point blank period meet me on the ES
I'm fully with the BS believe that
And we don't stress
A 38 'til it free your chest
Then PP on the po's desk
I'm Jay Z in a blow out press
Relate me to your blowout's best
Can't heat me I'm remote you're deaf
I'm HD causin' photo theft
My AC antifreeze got a that part
Hold your breath I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC
Protect me from the local threats
My ID say my eye don't rest
My IV qualify T-rex
Society kept my IQ vexed
Deny me from an ivy school
Applyin' me to the street I slept
I quietly had to hold this tool
Reminding me of the block I repped
The turf I stepped the church and the earth I blessed
The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef
That hearse the flirt with perks of a confessed
Dispersed the worst the first 48 addressed
The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest
The awe the curse of a pose in zest
The good the flaws the pain to reverse what's left
Me no conversate with the fake that part
All my independent that part
I just want the paper that part
All my flavored
That part that part that part that part
Zest god zest god zest god zest god
Yamborghini high cream soda with the wockhardt
Soulo the profit yeah soulo the prophet
That's the fortune teller makin' withdrawals and deposits
Ironic they wanna know where I've been in
Where the I've been hidin' in
When the am I droppin' that
New work that take 'em to church and
Turn the universe upside down again
Since you're so smart
I can't get in my groove 'til we get the Q first
I will not heed
I pull up large enough to part the red sea
Father forgive 'em for they know not know who they see
I got all eyes on me call me 3Pac
Soulo
Hang on let me get some
Hang on
Hang on
Made a mil' and I spent it in the same day
Got a chopper not the AK
Gettin' money on a vacay
Go go gadget's in the driveway
Groovy Tony on July 8th
Yeah I'm killin' kitties on a Sunday
How you ballin' in a Hyundai
My Ferrari got a toupee
Swerve in the big body
Your favorite artist I'm his big homie
Yeah I'm walkin' with a fifth
And I ain't voting I'm a crip homie
I'm where them bloods where them locs at
Where the blood where the choke round gloves for the combat
How the feds in your contacts
How the feds know my set name
Fled in the mulsanne
Hydrate up the rap game
Heard soulo comin' up next
And SZA got a classic
Heard Zay just got it mastered uh
The fire burnin' through the plastic
So fingers to the badges
They don't love you 'til the racks evolve
When I was broke they wouldn't accept the call
Now they on me for my decimals
Blank face has gotta X 'em off
Enemies gotta bob and weave
Gangbangin' like we stand for somethin'
When Alton sterling gettin' killed for nothin'
Two cowards in the car they're just there to film
Sayin' blacklivesmatter should've died with him
Wrong in your hood you gon' ride on him
White with a badge you gon' let that slide
Tell me how they sent that footage off and slept that night
I feel bad that my daughter gotta live this life
I'll die for my daughter gotta fight this fight
Put a blank face on let that drop
That that part

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