Action Bronson
앨범 : SAAAB Stories Produced by Harry Fraud

Cash in a brief case
trying to play it smart
Love is a privilege and you
better play your part
Don’t wanna leave it
to the lawyers breath
Snap my fingers you’ll be
laying on the foyer steps
Wishing you were a boy again
Late night stand on the roof
smoke a newp
Reminiscing when I had the
broken tooth we were loose
Three different colors
on the goose with the boots
Maryland College
basketball suits
I drive the 525 made in ’95
Shawn Kemps on the pedal
I’m a kamikaze
Right arm hang out the window
while I steer left
Near death
slam into a deer’s chest
Lights out for a second
but I’m back
Hopped up like a karate master
Still I blast the shottie faster
on you bastards
Make you backspin
Come out the closet
you’ve been trapped in
That’s it Queens
Yeah nigga you know
I put the work in
Head shots real precise
like a surgeon
I see your heart beating out
your shirt nervous
Nigga shaking in his J’s
his legs gave in
Wow and I ain’t even
pull the gun off my waist yet
This nigga done got so scared
he took a shit
Then I swerved in some
low key wheels
And go about my business
like it never happened chill
For reals pop a couple pills
cup a drink
Come to think about it
I feels like turning up
the rap ignorant loud
Like this weed that
i smoke make a thick yellow cloud
Perpetual payday
my money don’t vacay
I’m out seeing the world
my life is so crazy
You could only imagine
But you could never fathom
my intelligence
I get at ‘em
Oh shit it’s real like that
right y’all
Word up man
pledge allegiance man
I Patrick Ewing niggas
long shotties I be suing niggas
You gon’ pay
face the camera ruin niggas
And my money uncollected
and I’m stepping
Might slap the shit out your man
and take his weapon
Hungry and angry and I’m savagry
But still mow your majesty
Wipe out the cool
t shirt vacuum it
And I’m gon
keep you rich so chill
Or you can live with them faggots
And stay away from
real deal abbots
Death is our game plan
New playing bullets
come in spray cans
Write graffiti all on your vest
Lester cousin Eve sleeve all
greasy he the best of it
Put it right there you get a check
slang prostitution
It’s prohibition
when we move shit
This is what some niggas suggest
I suggest war and clout
The fake niggas
they could move out
Take no chance
you never know y’all
For real man
Cause we ain’t playing
no games no more
No more homies
You sit around this
you sit around the best
With gold forks
and all that word up
Y’all niggas that come shine
Come through come
through come shine come
You know what it is man
it’s automatic