NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane) - Lil Mabu/DUSTY LOCANE.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Matthew DeLuca
[00:00.24] 作曲 : Matthew DeLuca
[00:00.49][Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
[00:02.14]I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang), that's on my kids (Yeah)
[00:04.76]I put a choppa on the blade (Grrah, grrah), put a blade on a switch (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[00:07.91]I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
[00:11.18]I-I-I don't miss, I'm makin' money while I piss (Huh, makin' money while I piss), like
[00:14.14][Verse 1: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
[00:14.33]Double M, b***h, we the Feva (Feva)
[00:16.41]Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter (Boom)
[00:18.6]Back on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
[00:19.60]Glock 19 and I'm namin' it Tina (Tina)
[00:21.22]One-sixty on the dash (Okay), I'm checkin' the meter (The meter)
[00:23.3]You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Mh-hmm, amnesia)
[00:26.46][Verse 2: Lil Mabu]
[00:26.69]I got a plug from the P, free Snow, yeah, the cops got him
[00:29.89]**** run, make the block run, opps duc
[00:32.84]I got the drop on some funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Finna cop one)
[00:36.89]I'm finna cop that icy piece from Rihanna, grrah
[00:38.92][Verse 3: Dusty Locane]
[00:39.33]I gotta keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
[00:42.9]Y'all niggas shit ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
[00:44.83]Cut that fake shit, all pretend, if I miss, I spin again
[00:47.96]Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)
[00:50.89][Chorus: Lil Mabu]
[00:51.15]I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang), that's on my kids (Yeah)
[00:54.2]I put a choppa on the blade (Grrah, grrah), put a blade on a switch (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[00:57.5]I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith, grrah)
[01:00.29]I don't miss (Grrah), I'm makin' money (Gang, gang, gang) while I piss (Gang, gang, gang)
[01:03.32][Verse 4: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
[01:03.62]Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they runnin' late
[01:06.35]All my opps probably smokin' rocks, so I got time to waste (Oppi)
[01:09.51]Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block (Grrah, grrah)
[01:12.90]He ain't got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the ball (How's it go?)
[01:15.58]And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great" (Ha)
[01:18.67]Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case" (Open up that case)
[01:21.69]I took a chain, bust-down pendant too (Grrah), dependin' on my mood
[01:24.83]I need to run, but the final shot, I only got one too (Get out my way)
[01:27.87]Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
[01:30.0]He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move, cuz?)
[01:31.8]I said, "I'm doomed" 'cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
[01:33.19]Said, "You a fool"
[01:34.96](If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
[01:37.4]Now, I'm pacin', and my heart is racin', don't know what to do (I do, I do)
[01:40.16]I'm actin' cool, drippy like a pool, waitin' for the goons (Grrah)
[01:43.13]Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racin' with the loot
[01:45.80][Bridge: Lil Mabu]
[01:46.18](Don't run, don't trip, grrah)
[01:47.83](Don't run, don't trip, grrah, grrah)
[01:49.18]Gang, gang, gang
[01:50.6](Grrah, we started, grrah)
[01:51.63]Gang, gang, gang
[01:52.88][Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
[01:53.8]I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang), that's on my kids (Yeah)
[01:55.50]I put a choppa on the blade, put a blade on a switch (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[01:58.72]I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
[02:01.78]I don't miss, I'm makin' money (Gang, gang, gang) while I piss (Gang, gang, gang)
[02:05.0][Verse 5: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
[02:05.30]How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama? (For the drama)
[02:07.88]I'm lettin' off every shot in this clip, I put that shit on my momma (Grrt, grrt, grrah, grrt)
[02:10.97]The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dyin' proper (Rest in piss, prof')
[02:14.11]We might've mixed it up with Fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor (A doctor)
[02:17.13]Double Ms just to work (Just to work), first nigga run up, get hit with that—
[02:19.22](Mabu)
[02:20.39][Verse 6: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
[02:20.62]And you know I ain't missin' that
[02:22.10]Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask
[02:23.29]No snitching b***h niggas be all for the chit-cha
[02:24.89]I'ma rip down the boy, knock his fitted cap (Fitted cap)
[02:26.34]Can't say no to the poles, then I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
[02:29.51]I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like a hour, I'm leavin' him flat (Hahahaha)
[02:32.33]I got a custom boot with your face on it
[02:34.46]Now, he off the map (Mh-hmm)