《One Mo’ Pound》歌词

[00:04:45] One Mo Pound - Brotha Lynch Hung

[00:04:45] I was rollin through the hood one day

[00:04:45] Thought sh*t den calmed down,

[00:04:45] Gang-bangin den played out by the years since I den been around

[00:04:45] Ain't talked to nobody from my block

[00:04:45] Cause all my niggas is locked up

[00:04:45] And its been all ever I seen wit a guillotine

[00:04:45] So I was in the cut supreme

[00:04:45] Fifteen grams and some greenodine

[00:04:45] Ain't seen a block ni**a since

[00:04:45] But now I'm off that kill green

[00:04:45] (mothta*****as ain't got no love for me)

[00:04:45] (niggas wanna put some slugs in me)

[00:04:45] So I'm double 0 seven, murder redrum wit my three fifty seven

[00:04:45] Brotha lynch hung, but the *****es call me kevin

[00:04:45] They try to make me think they close to me, but nebin [never

[00:04:45] You know I gots to (say high) stay high, keep recipts for alibis

[00:04:45] And the meat they ate from them drive-bys ain't mine

[00:04:45] Cause mines a supe desguise

[00:04:45] As I swoop the skies high off that buddha

[00:04:45] Tah mixed the cusche and the purple hairs

[00:04:45] And it got me high

[00:04:45] (now I'm rollin on the river)

[00:04:45] Labeled mr. fedex

[00:04:45] (cause them bodies I deliver)

[00:04:45] Got to get to my next plot

[00:04:45] Unlock the freezer get the meat for the rocks [rotweilers

[00:04:45] And heat the heat cause its the nine-nebin [97

[00:04:45] And its hot den a motha*****a

[00:04:45] (all day everyday) imma stay loaded up, krondike in the trunk

[00:04:45] And a pound full of james brown

[00:04:45] Cause I gots to get loaded so hold up soldier

[00:04:45] The count goes

[00:04:45] (one more pound of smoke and its guaranteed to make a motha*****a choke)

[00:04:45] (ain't got no down a** ***** at my side

[00:04:45] But I got some bomb a** w**d in my ride)

[00:04:45] Nothin but notches, booches

[00:04:45] Fill my pockets, hit em up everyday, gotta have my pay

[00:04:45] The gaungay got me high now I'm paranoida den these booches

[00:04:45] Filthy rich, imma take the loot

[00:04:45] And the dig a ditch, tell your neighborhood *****

[00:04:45] To miss me with that hoe sh*t

[00:04:45] Cause imma get this ni**a when he surface

[00:04:45] And thats on everything I love, I gots to split his wig

[00:04:45] Opened up the little blue packet, stung him like a yellow-jacket

[00:04:45] Rib cage heavily padded, hit him with the automatic shells

[00:04:45] Send him to hell express from his mailing address

[00:04:45] We got his name, for sho, then we went to the house and did that sh*t

[00:04:45] I know I said I do it alone in the pass, everybody in the neighborhood knew

[00:04:45] Somebody betta jack his a** up like a six-four impala

[00:04:45] You floatin on dirty water

[00:04:45] Pack your sh*t up ni**a like its on only you and your ? woda-goda?

[00:04:45] Track your a** down, smoke your last pound

[00:04:45] [chorus 2xs

[00:04:45] (if you smell any smoke its just me and my homies gettin blown)

[00:04:45] And I was late gettin home, intoxicated

[00:04:45] Fight with my old lady

[00:04:45] She was comin at unreal, hit the blunt and now she's animated

[00:04:45] Motivate through you like a foggy mist

[00:04:45] You can hold me in your chest-plate like that nitro hit

[00:04:45] First degree told me if the w**d can toss

[00:04:45] Itll talk some sh*t, gotta get me an underspot

[00:04:45] Make me a h**p museum like b-legit

[00:04:45] I'm tryin to bump my head on the moon

[00:04:45] Live so high up in the mountains eatin snake meat, fried raccoons

[00:04:45] With a attitude I need food to eat up

[00:04:45] Smoke a fat blunt on my couch with my feet up

[00:04:45] Top notch program, dos mode indo 95 upgrade siccmade

[00:04:45] Stay paid til the day on the ground, imma lay, imma stay loaded up

[00:04:45] In my trunk I got the blow you up and itll blow you up

[00:04:45] And the count goes

[00:04:45] [brotha lynch hung sends out shout outs til the end