Top Songs By BASH da RIPPA
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
BASH da RIPPA
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
BASH da RIPPA
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Ras
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Choppa Capone
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DJ FRIP a.k.a BEATLAB
Komponist:in
Lyrics
[Chorus]
We ain’t playin’ no more
I got BASH and Ras wit’ me
You know I ain’t playin’ solo
‘Cause these n***as tryna get me
You know, leave ‘em on the floor
I got clans right beside me
You know, in Japan for sure
I got racks up in my AMIRI’s
[Chorus]
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I ain’t playing no more
遊び程度のヤツはステージの上から蹴り落とす
鮮度を 保つため常に行動
いらねブレーキ ネジをBroke
俺のBarsはAin’t no joke
見せてやるぜ目にもの
[Verse 2]
昼も夜もWorkで休む暇がねぇ
縛られんのは嫌だぜ 俺は俺の力で
似合わねぇ 事はせずに吐いたツバを光らせる
運命は俺の味方で 風邪を感じる地肌で
[Verse 3]
I found a way (I found a way)
やれる事をやるだけ
I’m on my way (I’m on my way)
仲間たちに囲まれ
後がねぇ 一度通った同じ道は辿らねぇ
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
憧れの場所まで
[Chorus]
We ain’t playin’ no more
I got BASH and Ras wit’ me
You know I ain’t playin’ solo
‘Cause these n***as tryna get me
You know, leave ‘em on the floor
I got clans right beside me
You know, in Japan for sure
I got racks up in my Amiris
[Chorus]
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
[Verse 4]
I ain't playing no more 稼ぐmore, 24
HennyをRock たしなむ間閃く
またデカく描く次のvision
Top Of The Rock 日本飛び出し眺めてる New york
俺のGame化けりゃあの0 の夢がでかい事業
[Verse 5]
経験, 挫折 食いしばって 背負った 蹴ったVerses
抱くSon's 増して強く俺をまだ奮い立たす
見せねぇ努力 俺が稼ぐ額と首のDiamondのprice
家族だけに見せる 外じゃ振りまかねぇ媚びとSmile
[Verse 6]
俺のStyleはWinかDie 今だ上だけ見てTry
Culture, Art, Drama 全て詰めて駆け登ってくLife
誰もが追うFame, Diamond 俺はその先が 見たいんだ
遊びじゃねぇ これが俺のやり方 "I ain't playing no more"
[Chorus]
We ain’t playin’ no more
I got BASH and Ras wit’ me
You know I ain’t playin’ solo
‘Cause these n***as tryna get me
You know, leave ‘em on the floor
I got clans right beside me
You know, in Japan for sure
I got racks up in my Amiris
[Chorus]
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, round ‘n round
It goes up, down, up, down, round ‘n round
[Verse 7]
Botttle poppin’ got me trippin’
Pull up then I’m set trippin’
Were you from, boy?
What you claim, boy?
All these n***as ain’t steppin’
Spin the block, hundred round
He a bozo, he a clown
Foogiano flow
He a lame boy
Leave his ass on the ground
Written by: BASH da RIPPA, Choppa Capone, DJ FRIP a.k.a BEATLAB, Ras