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40 Ounce Love

The GameJust LivListen on Apple Music

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This is us
Impalas parked next to Bentley trucks
Four bins supposed to be here, I should dig 'em up
But since I can't, we gon' hold this Henny up
15 years of greatness
15 years of hatin'
15 years of patience, that's what I had to practice
So I ain't end up back on that county jail mattress
**** all this rap ****
In Compton we in the dirt, sticks on us like a cactus
Cincinnati on, closin' on the third strap
Gave two away to some fans, this my third hat
Runnin' this marathon, I'm on my third lap
Where my key to the city, don't y'all think I deserve that?
L.A. sheriffs left Ryan on the curb, flat
37 shots, so I'm on 133rd strapped
40oz love, white Air Force Ones in the mud
Euro front end on the Cutlass like, "What's up?"
See my dead homie mama, hop out and give her a hug
40oz love, *****s gon' ask, so choose one, Crip or Blood
Money fallin' out your pocket while you're sellin' drugs
And we drinkin' Old English, grab a cup, I'll fill it up for you
You outta gas? I'll fill it up for you
You surrounded in the club? We pullin' up for you
You went to jail? I took that money, put it up for you
You still got your hand out like I ain't did enough for you
You put on that snitch jacket and it stuck to you
On my life, I love you but I can't **** with you
I gotta stick to the code
Never slip, never fold, and stay rich 'til I'm old
Love my kids on my soul
Both my baby mamas know if I go, open the safe and give 'em all the gold
And my cousin, Magic Cold, he in the pen on his toes
How you talk them people into transferrin' you to a level 4?
He got 20 months left, that **** movin' hella slow
20 blunts, half a pound a day until they let him go
I give him 30 racks every time he touch the surface
I'm startin' to think this ***** goin' to jail on purpose
Either way, I gotta keep givin' you 40oz love
White Air Force Ones in the mud
Euro front end on the Cutlass like, "What's up?"
See my dead homie mama, hop out and give her a hug
40oz love, *****s gon' ask, so choose one, Crip or Blood
Money fallin' out your pocket while you're sellin' drugs
And we drinkin' Old English, grab a cup, I'll fill it up for you

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专辑信息

Born 2 Rap →
  1. City of Sin
  2. No Smoke
  3. Five Hundred Dollar Candles
  4. The Light
  5. Carmen Electra
  6. Dead Homies
  7. Gold Daytonas
  8. West Side
  9. 40 Ounce Love
  10. Gucci Flip Flops
  11. Born 2 Rap
  12. Welcome Home
  13. Help Me (Interlude)
  14. I Didn’t Wanna Write This Song
  15. The Code
  16. Stay Down
  17. Hug The Block
  18. Ask For Me
  19. Stainless
  20. Gangstas Make The Girls Go Wild
  21. Blood Thicker Than Water
  22. Rewind II
  23. One Life
  24. Cross On Jesus Back
  25. Roadside