โหลดเพลง mp3 Tookie Knows II - Schoolboy Q

Tookie Knows II (Explicit) - Schoolboy Q/Traffic (交通乐队)/TF
Written by：Q. Hanley/N. Wesonga Jr./M. Loving/D. Cail/M. Hatch
Oh we might die for this sh*t ni**a

Uh might go down for this sh*t ni**a
Gang gang banging that crip sh*t

Niggas said cuz in the first grade

In the shade where the cops can't see us
Eighteen tryna dodge the cage
It was cool 'til that gang sweep

Now I'm in back of a van
And my wrists got a band
Got a number for a name

No name on the visa no card get accepted
Now I'm forced to a man

Murder raps where you from
Put the ni**a on his pockets
Watch the cos they be watching
County news for the hustle

County spread for the muscle
Couple marks on my knuckles

Putting niggas on bunk status
Shoulda been with the b**ch a**
Now he on a mattress that we bench press
Pc get the fruit loops

Keep telling on niggas
Why I f**k with that ni**a

Ni**a made bail but I'm still at rage
Should I thank god for the hell I raised
Cause the ni**a that snitch is gonna feel that grave
Like ain't nothing to a locc huh
Went missing to his folks I ain't in I ain't know huh
They ain't show up to the court huh
But then charges gotta go huh

A young ni**a back on fig

H crown on wig
Shoe strings say where I'm from
On probation and got my gun
Other side going for that thumb

Motherf**ker I'm gangbanging

Ni**a I'm blue'd up blue chucks

Blue tee ni**a I keep it g
Ni**a in the streets is where I be
I'm up like breakfast while niggas sleep

Me and floyd posted on fig
Getting it in and moving it out
Getting it in and moving it out
I'm holding the heat he's watching the block
I'm watching for cops I'm holding these rocks
Fiends keep coming this sh*t don't stop
When it's war time niggas get popped
We might die for this sh*t off tops
My ni**a gonna ride for this crip no lie
But I ain't dead yeah ni**a thank god

Money got niggas looking at me all odd
Punk a** niggas better go get a job
Run up on me wrong b**ch ni**a get popped
I'm gong ride for this sh*t on crip
A ni**a gong die for this sh*t then trip

45 th extendo with fifty in the clip
Tf by my side he stupid with this sh*t

Q in the ride gripping on the fifth
Run up on me wrong

My ni**a my ni**a I'm gang banging

Uh might go down for this check ni**a

Uh I might die for this set ni**a

I ain't tripping ni**a I ain't slipping
Niggas lying saying I ain't cripping
Back to back me and tiny smack
I said back to back straight cups of 'gnac

Niggas ask what he signed for
I got an eight ball I got a rondo
I got an ak when that b**ch spray
It's like pulling strings on a lawnmower

Last time I seen jail ni**a
I was cell living getting mail in it

I ain't even talking mail ni**a

Pay pals for the cell ni**a

Hit the streets and cause hell huh
School of hard knocks f**k Yale huh
See me and traffic like a orca ni**a
And the black and whites love whale watch

Front line like mailboxes

512 that's the numbers on it
May first may deuce may twelfth members only
45 no numbers on it
Scratched down I'm strapped down

Might go down for this sh*t

If I don't then I'm racked down

Rank up there with shaq crown
I got a Benji button like brad pitt
I press that I'm getting rich
I might go down for this sh*t

Oh we might die for this sh*t ni**a

Uh might go down for this sh*t ni**a
Gang gang banging that crip sh*t

We might die for this sh*t ni**a

Uh might go down for this sh*t ni**a
Gang gang banging that crip sh*t

We might die for this sh*t ni**a

Uh might go down for this sh*t ni**a
Gang gang banging that crip sh*t

We might die for this sh*t ni**a