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点击复制Change You Or Change Me + Respect - 신화
Uh
You know what?
Everybody goes through some changes in life
Some people change for the better
Some people change for the worse
But umm, some people need to make that change
Know what I mean?
Change is good sometimes, you know?
Why would I change?
I ain't never slide down a bad pole
Even though I'm certified over plat's sold
They say I'm different 'cuz I ride in a plat rolls
But every time, we gotta ride don't this cat roll
I never snitch, and go and hide in a rat hole
And I ain't givin' you nothing
Besides what this gat hold
No pride, I ain't that old, cut off a few
But kept a few girls I decide
Like i'm gettin' old
It probably don't seem like a struggle
But I used to dream that this thug'll balance
Beams just to smuggle
It's funny same girls that
Didn't seem like they'd love you
Is beggin' for your autographs
Ands screamin' to hug you
It's crazy, same dudes that seem
Like they thug you
Is prayin' on your downfall,
Schemin' to mug you
And people that didn't give a f**k,
Is dreamin' to bug you
And goin' through' extreme's just to plug you,
Who really changed?
This game ain't change me,
So don't let it change you
If you've been real with me,
I'm still real with you
If you got love for me,
I still got love for you
If you down for me,
Then i'm still down for you
If you don't f**k with me,
Then i don't f**k with you
If you ain't cool with me,
Then i ain't cool with you
If you don't ride for me,
Then i won't ride for you
This game ain't change me,
Don't let it change you
I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about killin' you
With machine guns, shotties, desert E Dillingers
Putting a bullet as big as a battery
Through a *z' anatomy
And watchin' him die slow
You need full clips to push up in the joint
When you in the kinda truck that
I push up to the joint
'Cuz these motherf**kers will push him to the point
That you'll end up locked down
Doin' push ups in the joint
But they'll box you in a corner
And you can throw your fists up
And act like you a boxer on his corner
Ride wit' ya gun in your glove box instead of on ya
You'll be six feet deep in one of them
Boxes if you wanna
Not me, I squeeze the clips drop from the handle
Till your remains is in a urn on top of the mantle
Till everybody scramble off the block
Like they randall
Till there's a mural on your block
And some candles
Who wanna die?
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' punk
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' chump
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' clown
'Cuz I'm a have to kill someone
Just to get some respect
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' punk
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' chump
I don't wanna kill no one
But i ain't no motherf**kin' clown
'Cuz I'm a have to kill someone
Just to get some respect