Blues - G Herbo
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Blues
歌手:G Herbo
所属专辑:Blues
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:未知
发行时间:2022-09-18
大小:2.23 MB
时长:02:26秒
比特率:129K
评分:0.0分
介绍:《Blues - G Herbo》G Herbo & G Herbo演唱的歌曲,由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Blues - G Herbo文本歌词
作词 : Herbert Wright/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/Jacob Canady
作曲 : Herbert Wright/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/Jacob Canady
[Intro: G Herbo]
Ayy
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
I'm a street nigga that got rich, I made curves off a brick
See a ho' and hit the curve, what's the word? Money ain't swerve
Weed and crack I used to serve, not like rappers 'cause they nerds
My bitch snappin', need a purse, give her racks, she on my nerves
Get it back, I hit the stu', daily trapped in with the crew (Ayy)
Keep my savage in the coupe, two ratchets wit' the screw
I'm in Saks, just spendin' sacks, got patent on my shoes
Ain't nothin' happenin' in the 'Raq, the Caddy bulletproof (Ayy)
Drac' go hackin' 'em like Shaq (Grra), we whacked him 'cause he lacked (Whacked)
Bad bitch all on my lap, speak Latin and she act
Beat and crashed it off the yak, took traction off the trap
Bein' broke, that shit was whack, I ain't never goin' back (Bitch)
[Chorus: Future]
Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto)
Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Pluto)
Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah)
Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold)
Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo)
Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah)
Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt)
Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra
[Verse 2: Future]
Fifty thousand in a Burberry stone (Burb'), gave it all to the savage (Savage)
Tippy toein' on the mumble phone (Tip), like a ballerina wearin' Chanels (Chanels)
I'm snatchin' models out in traffic (Traffic), snipin' bitches like I'm sexy (Sexy)
A freak bitch and she sexy (Sexy), I just re'd up, G-Wagon (Wagon)
Do a mil' ticket on the tragedy (Woo), put gold vanillas on the camera (I got it)
I've been ballin' on 'em like an athlete (Ball), gotta squeeze the clip for my integrity (Ah)
[Verse 3: G Herbo]
AK's right next to me, the whole gang off ecstasy
Your ho's exchange with me sexually, lotta gold chains, blue checks with me
I'm a renegade, ain't no checkin' me, and everybody in the 'Raq know (Know that)
I been ****ed all the 'Raq hoes (Phew), left the club in a black Rolls
A nigga tweet, get blammed up, we done closed all the back doors
G-Wag' and a Lamb' truck, Swerv' already got those
[Chorus: Future]
Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto)
Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Phew)
Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah)
Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold)
Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo)
Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah)
Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt)
Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra
(Cosa Nostra)
编辑于2022/09/18更新
作曲 : Herbert Wright/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/Jacob Canady
[Intro: G Herbo]
Ayy
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
I'm a street nigga that got rich, I made curves off a brick
See a ho' and hit the curve, what's the word? Money ain't swerve
Weed and crack I used to serve, not like rappers 'cause they nerds
My bitch snappin', need a purse, give her racks, she on my nerves
Get it back, I hit the stu', daily trapped in with the crew (Ayy)
Keep my savage in the coupe, two ratchets wit' the screw
I'm in Saks, just spendin' sacks, got patent on my shoes
Ain't nothin' happenin' in the 'Raq, the Caddy bulletproof (Ayy)
Drac' go hackin' 'em like Shaq (Grra), we whacked him 'cause he lacked (Whacked)
Bad bitch all on my lap, speak Latin and she act
Beat and crashed it off the yak, took traction off the trap
Bein' broke, that shit was whack, I ain't never goin' back (Bitch)
[Chorus: Future]
Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto)
Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Pluto)
Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah)
Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold)
Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo)
Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah)
Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt)
Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra
[Verse 2: Future]
Fifty thousand in a Burberry stone (Burb'), gave it all to the savage (Savage)
Tippy toein' on the mumble phone (Tip), like a ballerina wearin' Chanels (Chanels)
I'm snatchin' models out in traffic (Traffic), snipin' bitches like I'm sexy (Sexy)
A freak bitch and she sexy (Sexy), I just re'd up, G-Wagon (Wagon)
Do a mil' ticket on the tragedy (Woo), put gold vanillas on the camera (I got it)
I've been ballin' on 'em like an athlete (Ball), gotta squeeze the clip for my integrity (Ah)
[Verse 3: G Herbo]
AK's right next to me, the whole gang off ecstasy
Your ho's exchange with me sexually, lotta gold chains, blue checks with me
I'm a renegade, ain't no checkin' me, and everybody in the 'Raq know (Know that)
I been ****ed all the 'Raq hoes (Phew), left the club in a black Rolls
A nigga tweet, get blammed up, we done closed all the back doors
G-Wag' and a Lamb' truck, Swerv' already got those
[Chorus: Future]
Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto)
Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Phew)
Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah)
Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold)
Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo)
Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah)
Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt)
Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra
(Cosa Nostra)
编辑于2022/09/18更新
Blues - G HerboLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Herbert Wright\/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn\/Jacob Canady [00:00.186] 作曲 : Herbert Wright\/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn\/Jacob Canady [00:00.373][Intro: G Herbo] [00:10.469]Ayy [00:10.717](ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) [00:11.718] [00:11.967][Verse 1: G Herbo] [00:12.749]I'm a street nigga that got rich, I made curves off a brick [00:15.939]See a ho' and hit the curve, what's the word? Money ain't swerve [00:19.129]Weed and crack I used to serve, not like rappers 'cause they nerds [00:22.313]My bitch snappin', need a purse, give her racks, she on my nerves [00:25.530]Get it back, I hit the stu', daily trapped in with the crew (Ayy) [00:28.642]Keep my savage in the coupe, two ratchets wit' the screw [00:31.826]I'm in Saks, just spendin' sacks, got patent on my shoes [00:35.251]Ain't nothin' happenin' in the 'Raq, the Caddy bulletproof (Ayy) [00:38.441]Drac' go hackin' 'em like Shaq (Grra), we whacked him 'cause he lacked (Whacked) [00:41.930]Bad bitch all on my lap, speak Latin and she act [00:45.115]Beat and crashed it off the yak, took traction off the trap [00:48.030]Bein' broke, that shit was whack, I ain't never goin' back (Bitch) [00:50.956][Chorus: Future] [00:51.220]Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto) [00:54.938]Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Pluto) [00:57.854]Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah) [01:01.034]Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold) [01:04.488]Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo) [01:07.413]Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah) [01:10.339]Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt) [01:14.321]Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra [01:16.973] [01:17.257][Verse 2: Future] [01:17.516]Fifty thousand in a Burberry stone (Burb'), gave it all to the savage (Savage) [01:20.711]Tippy toein' on the mumble phone (Tip), like a ballerina wearin' Chanels (Chanels) [01:23.901]I'm snatchin' models out in traffic (Traffic), snipin' bitches like I'm sexy (Sexy) [01:27.086]A freak bitch and she sexy (Sexy), I just re'd up, G-Wagon (Wagon) [01:30.270]Do a mil' ticket on the tragedy (Woo), put gold vanillas on the camera (I got it) [01:33.460]I've been ballin' on 'em like an athlete (Ball), gotta squeeze the clip for my integrity (Ah) [01:36.386] [01:36.650][Verse 3: G Herbo] [01:36.904]AK's right next to me, the whole gang off ecstasy [01:39.860]Your ho's exchange with me sexually, lotta gold chains, blue checks with me [01:42.786]I'm a renegade, ain't no checkin' me, and everybody in the 'Raq know (Know that) [01:46.250]I been ****ed all the 'Raq hoes (Phew), left the club in a black Rolls [01:49.420]A nigga tweet, get blammed up, we done closed all the back doors [01:52.864]G-Wag' and a Lamb' truck, Swerv' already got those [01:55.779][Chorus: Future] [01:56.053]Blues stacked on blues (Racks), money went in my veins (Pluto) [01:59.233]Tiger face in the prejudice, could've bought him a pay (Phew) [02:02.433]Bust it down, got rockstars, drug helped to fit us (Yeah) [02:05.359]Cookin' dope, hit with a mask on (Mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (Cold) [02:08.802]Swerve on 'em, just wept (Swerve), give a bitch, who ain't a lesbo (Lesbo) [02:12.236]Put a bag on your block though (Block), call the stash to them other hoes (Woah) [02:15.431]Murder case off a mumble phone (Murder), drive past and knock the door down (Skrrt) [02:18.616]Body bag, it takes a cold world (Syrup), west nigga, Cosa Nostra [02:21.541](Cosa Nostra)
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