《Cry Babies (Oh No)(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:11] (oh no ) i caught him with a blow to the chest

[00:00:15] (oh no ) my hollow put a hole in his vest

[00:00:17] (oh no ) i'm bout to send two to his dome

[00:00:20] (oh no ) cry babies go home

[00:00:34] I got people scared as f**k like when condoms break

[00:00:37] Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak

[00:00:40] So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight

[00:00:43] You frostin' like a flake and ludacris feels grrreat

[00:00:46] Who want come face me face come want who

[00:00:49] And women give me face until they're face turns blue

[00:00:52] They can't breathe dick to mouth recessatation

[00:00:55] A tight squeeze witch stops the lengthy conversations

[00:00:58] I playstations duck cops and lose agents

[00:01:01] I'm doctor love i close curtains and f**k patients

[00:01:04] When i kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme

[00:01:06] My black a** is so hungry i'll take a bite out of crime

[00:01:09] And it'll hurt if i swallow but even more if i choke

[00:01:12] Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that i smoke

[00:01:15] You see i crush cowards funerals i'll send flowers

[00:01:18] And i'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour

[00:01:44] You see i'm ambidextrous i slap a** with both hands

[00:01:47] Delete your first steps but i'll save the last dance

[00:01:50] I just bought some new guns my mama said ＂it ain't worth it＂

[00:01:53] But i'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perferct

[00:01:56] Bullseye i stunt growth and stop lives

[00:01:58] You run with niggas that's more chicken then pot pies

[00:02:02] Bok bok bok i'm shakin your tale feathers

[00:02:04] I got big balls i'm a sac king like chris webber

[00:02:07] Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble

[00:02:10] When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels

[00:02:13] My cars got big tvs and satellites

[00:02:16] I got a wheel of fortune 'cause i flip hoes like Vanna White

[00:02:19] And the servey says (kill a mutha f**ka now)

[00:02:21] Could it be off with his head (or shoot a mutha f**ka down)

[00:02:24] Ground round ground chuck your ground beef

[00:02:27] Bullets gather round then i shoot rounds around teeth

[00:02:53] I kick niggas in they're a** reboot 'em like laptops

[00:02:56] And they wouldn't even box if i gave 'em a flat top

[00:02:59] You punks pucker and pout bicker and babble

[00:03:02] Now they all lost for words like i beat 'em in scrabble

[00:03:05] You see i'm from a small town called ＂fresh out a cop's ass＂

[00:03:09] Where mr head-potatoes are skinned and get mashed

[00:03:11] I smell puss from fifty yards

[00:03:13] Y'all not playin with full decks as if i jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards

[00:03:17] Catch me in vegas spendin' the green

[00:03:19] I re-up with more chips than a vending machine

[00:03:22] Then you can catch me in rome makin some brauds and sticking 'em

[00:03:26] And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em

[00:03:29] A drug dealer's dream so fresh and i'm so clean

[00:03:31] I'm a grown a** man and you're sweeter than sixteen

[00:03:34] So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies

[00:03:38] Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies