《Ricky(Explicit)》歌词

歌曲： Ricky(Explicit)

所属专辑：The R.E.D. Album (Explicit)

歌手： Game

时长： 04:07

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"Shit! Rick![00:00:00]

C'mon man! "[00:00:02]

"Ricky! "[00:00:36]

"Help me! Help me! Somebody, help me! "[00:00:52]

"Ricky, Ricky! "[00:00:56]

"Ricky! "[00:00:58]

Blood of a slave, heart of a giant[00:01:01]

Had to leave Aftermath, Dre said I was too defiant[00:01:04]

That was five years ago, look how fast it go[00:01:07]

Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself like Plaxico[00:01:10]

But f**k that, blaze one, where the matches yo?[00:01:13]

Hit the freeway and see how fast the Aston go[00:01:16]

Roll the window down, clip off the ashes so[00:01:19]

You can see all my diamonds and how much cash I blow[00:01:22]

How many bitches I f**k, how many cars I drive[00:01:24]

How many goons I got, count 'em and they all outside[00:01:27]

Niggas try to shut me up like Malcom[00:01:30]

But standin' in the window caine smoking was the outcome[00:01:33]

Sometimes I get a little stressed and pop a Valium[00:01:36]

Hit Hollywood late night and knock down a stallion[00:01:39]

So niggas think twice about my medallion or[00:01:42]

You'll hear Cuba Gooding yelling "Ricky! "[00:01:44]

My nostalgia is one hundred percent Compton and zero percent snitch[00:01:47]

Park a Bentley and the Phantom on blocks while I use the bitch[00:01:50]

Made the Cincinnati fitted more famous than Griffey did[00:01:53]

And just to think, several years ago they tried to split his wig[00:01:56]

Two to the chest, struck his heart, one hit his rib[00:01:59]

Then I blacked out, like a movie, all I could hear...[00:02:02]

Feelin' all f**ked up, woke up to a doctor[00:02:10]

All I could think about, was that the cops took my weed and my choppers[00:02:12]

They want me to sing, like Sinatra, I told the detective[00:02:16]

Get this clear like Belvedere vodka[00:02:20]

Them five shots created a monster[00:02:22]

Hell's Kitchen comin' straight out of Compton[00:02:25]

I seen Boyz in the Hood, Morris Chestnut was a actor[00:02:27]

2Pac was the real life "Ricky! "[00:02:30]

Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I swear to God[00:02:33]

If I'm lying then Compton is New York and I'm Rakim[00:02:36]

I'm from where niggas get murdered over stock rims[00:02:39]

And punched in the jaw just for a cocked brim[00:02:42]

Nobody mama let the cops in, we ain't got no options[00:02:45]

Wanted to be a boxer, but I was boxed in[00:02:49]

Then my grandmother house went up for auction[00:02:51]

And that's what killed her, I'm goin' back to buy the block then[00:02:54]

Too many niggas locked in, dig up Cochran and defend all my niggas[00:02:57]

With they faith under stockings, rather face God then 25 with no options[00:03:01]

If Compton ain't the murder capital, we in the top ten[00:03:06]

Drive by with our face painted, like a clown[00:03:08]

With a tre-pound, forty shells bouncin' off the ground[00:03:11]

This how my living room sound, when my brother got shot down...[00:03:14]