《Ricky(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] "Shit! Rick!

[00:00:02] C'mon man! "

[00:00:36] "Ricky! "

[00:00:52] "Help me! Help me! Somebody, help me! "

[00:00:56] "Ricky, Ricky! "

[00:00:58] "Ricky! "

[00:01:01] Blood of a slave, heart of a giant

[00:01:04] Had to leave Aftermath, Dre said I was too defiant

[00:01:07] That was five years ago, look how fast it go

[00:01:10] Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself like Plaxico

[00:01:13] But f**k that, blaze one, where the matches yo?

[00:01:16] Hit the freeway and see how fast the Aston go

[00:01:19] Roll the window down, clip off the ashes so

[00:01:22] You can see all my diamonds and how much cash I blow

[00:01:24] How many bitches I f**k, how many cars I drive

[00:01:27] How many goons I got, count 'em and they all outside

[00:01:30] Niggas try to shut me up like Malcom

[00:01:33] But standin' in the window caine smoking was the outcome

[00:01:36] Sometimes I get a little stressed and pop a Valium

[00:01:39] Hit Hollywood late night and knock down a stallion

[00:01:42] So niggas think twice about my medallion or

[00:01:44] You'll hear Cuba Gooding yelling "Ricky! "

[00:01:47] My nostalgia is one hundred percent Compton and zero percent snitch

[00:01:50] Park a Bentley and the Phantom on blocks while I use the bitch

[00:01:53] Made the Cincinnati fitted more famous than Griffey did

[00:01:56] And just to think, several years ago they tried to split his wig

[00:01:59] Two to the chest, struck his heart, one hit his rib

[00:02:02] Then I blacked out, like a movie, all I could hear...

[00:02:10] Feelin' all f**ked up, woke up to a doctor

[00:02:12] All I could think about, was that the cops took my weed and my choppers

[00:02:16] They want me to sing, like Sinatra, I told the detective

[00:02:20] Get this clear like Belvedere vodka

[00:02:22] Them five shots created a monster

[00:02:25] Hell's Kitchen comin' straight out of Compton

[00:02:27] I seen Boyz in the Hood, Morris Chestnut was a actor

[00:02:30] 2Pac was the real life "Ricky! "

[00:02:33] Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I swear to God

[00:02:36] If I'm lying then Compton is New York and I'm Rakim

[00:02:39] I'm from where niggas get murdered over stock rims

[00:02:42] And punched in the jaw just for a cocked brim

[00:02:45] Nobody mama let the cops in, we ain't got no options

[00:02:49] Wanted to be a boxer, but I was boxed in

[00:02:51] Then my grandmother house went up for auction

[00:02:54] And that's what killed her, I'm goin' back to buy the block then

[00:02:57] Too many niggas locked in, dig up Cochran and defend all my niggas

[00:03:01] With they faith under stockings, rather face God then 25 with no options

[00:03:06] If Compton ain't the murder capital, we in the top ten

[00:03:08] Drive by with our face painted, like a clown

[00:03:11] With a tre-pound, forty shells bouncin' off the ground

[00:03:14] This how my living room sound, when my brother got shot down...