《Этюд в багровых тонах》歌词

[00:00:00] six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[00:00:02] six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[00:00:05] 【verse 3: lil wayne】

[00:00:05] excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer

[00:00:08] swagger down pat; call my s**t patricia

[00:00:11] young money militia and i am the commissioner

[00:00:14] you no wan' start weezy ‘cause the 'f' is for finisher

[00:00:17] so misunderstood, but what's a world without enigma?

[00:00:20] two B*****s at the same time; synchronized swimmers

[00:00:22] got the girl twisted ‘cause she open when you twist her

[00:00:25] never met the bitch, but i f**k her like i missed her

[00:00:28] life is the bitch, and death is her sister

[00:00:31] sleep is the cousin – what a f**kin' family picture!

[00:00:34] you know father time, and we all know mother nature

[00:00:37] it's all in the family, but i am of no relation

[00:00:40] no matter who's buyin', i'm a celebration

[00:00:43] black and white diamonds; f**k segregation!

[00:00:45] f**k that shit, my money up, you niggas just honey nut

[00:00:48] young money runnin' shit, and you niggas just runner-ups

[00:00:51] i don't feel i done enough, so i'mma keep on doin' this shit

[00:00:54] lil tunechi or young tuna fish

[00:00:57] six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[00:01:00] six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[00:01:02] okay, i lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded

[00:01:05] i think you stand under me if you don't understand me

[00:01:08] had my heart broken by this woman named tammy

[00:01:11] but hoes gon' be hoes, so i couldn't blame tammy

[00:01:14] just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest

[00:01:17] i beat the beat up; call it self-defense

[00:01:20] swear, man, i be seein' through these niggas like sequins

[00:01:23] niggas think they he-men, pow, pow, the end

[00:01:25] talkin' to myself because i am my own consultant

[00:01:28] married to the money, f**k the world; that's adultery

[00:01:31] you full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo' ass talk

[00:01:34] young money eatin', all you haters do is add salt

[00:01:37] stop playin', bitch, i got this game on deadbolt

[00:01:40] mind so sharp i f**k around and cut my head off

[00:01:43] real n***a all day and tomorrow

[00:01:45] but these motherf**kers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke

[00:01:48] glass half empty, half full, i'll spill ya

[00:01:51] try me and run into a wall; outfielder

[00:01:54] you know i'mma ball 'til they turn off the field lights

[00:01:57] the fruits of my labor, i enjoy 'em while they still ripe

[00:02:00] bitch, stop playin', i do it like a king do

[00:02:02] if these niggas animals, then i'mma have a mink soon

[00:02:05] tell 'em B*****s i say put my name on the wall

[00:02:08] i speak the truth, but i guess that's a foreign language to y'all

[00:02:11] and i call it like i see it, and my glasses on

[00:02:14] but most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on

[00:02:17] satisfied with nothin', you don't know the half of it

[00:02:20] young money, cash money

[00:02:23] paper chasin', tell that paper, "look, i'm right behind ya"

[00:02:25] bitch, real gs move in silence like lasagna

[00:02:28] people say i'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda

[00:02:31] woman of my dreams, i don't sleep so i can't find her

[00:02:34] you niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant

[00:02:37] i got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate

[00:02:40] yeah, with a swag you would kill for

[00:02:42] money too strong; pockets on bodybuilder

[00:02:45] jumped in a wishin' well, now wish me well

[00:02:48] tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell

[00:02:51] 【verse 3: cory gunz】

[00:02:51] yeah word to my mama, i'm out of my lima bean

[00:02:54] don't wanna see what that drama mean

[00:02:56] get some dramamine

[00:02:57] llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a ghana queen

[00:03:00] now all i want is hits, bitch, wayne signed a fiend

[00:03:03] i played the side for you niggas that's tryna front, and see

[00:03:05] son of gun, son of sam, you nigga's the son of me

[00:03:08] pause for this dumber speech, i glow like buddha

[00:03:11] disturb me, and you'll be all over the flo' like luda

[00:03:14] bitch, i flow like scuba, bitch, i'm bold like cuba

[00:03:17] and i keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya

[00:03:19] i be mackin', 'bout my stackin', now i pack like a mover

[00:03:22] shout to ratchet for backin' out on behalf of my shooter

[00:03:25] niggas think they high as i, i come laugh at your ruler

[00:03:28] cash money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler

[00:03:31] wayne, these niggas out they mind

[00:03:32] i done told these f**k niggas so many times

[00:03:33] that i keep them bucks steady on my mind

[00:03:35] tuck these, i f**k these on your mind, pause

[00:03:37] to feed them, on my grind, did i get a little love

[00:03:38] keep throwin' my sign in the middle

[00:03:39] hit 'em up, piece on my side

[00:03:41] ‘cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch

[00:03:43] i'm a man, i visit urinals with pride

[00:03:45] tune told me to, i'm shootin' when the funeral outside

[00:03:48] i'm uptown, thoroughbred, a bx nigga, ya heard? gunna