5 Stars - R'mani

Uh Oh Okay Uh Know I hate the way I live, but I ride with straps Mama tellin' me, "Don't ride with that" We gon' slide first, ain't no slidin' back But if Rell die, know where he hide the pack We go up like GPAs This ain't no GTA, but my youngin got five stars I been stayin' in five-stars, tryna fuck on five broads Blitz, nigga, get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whip with it, let the bass ride My youngins don't play no ball, but bitch, we base slide See them boys, they Ray Charles, but we know they ain't blind Fly so much, I swear I hate time Nut in six seconds 'cause she hate Vine Niggas so broke, that should be a hate crime She burning, gotta flame on You ain't down to work, why the fuck would I put a lame on? You let that lame hit for some fame, huh? Shit, it's cool, should've knew the game, huh? Just know when I get up, I'ma be the same one Grinded harder than hard, that's how I started it Put a Glock 19 in my starter kit Uh, tryna put my hood on, flood it all with bricks Bro stuck in the chain gang, he go hard with licks Know how we do shit, we go hard with sticks Babe, that's how hard we hit And a nigga just ate at Ruth Chris With a thick bitch, not a toothpick (Uh) I cut my main off 'cause he useless (Uh) Showed him how to get rackades And his main focus was to fuck a bitch off of Backpage Not a dollar inside your pocket, but you scream that way Got on my shit, I copped a Demon, now he say I act fake She ain't fuckin', she gotta skate like she at Cascade Can't wait 'til they let Hell Rell up Out that cell, I'll let the sack wait You ain't workin' two times harder than them, then how you jack gang? And you 'posed to be my main, How the fuck I watch a jack trade? (Yeah) Know I hate the way I live, but I ride with straps Mama tellin' me, "Don't ride with that" We gon' slide first, ain't no slidin' back But if Rell die, know where he hide the pack We go up like GPAs This ain't no GTA, but my youngin got five stars I been stayin' in five-stars, tryna fuck on five broads Blitz, nigga, get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whip with it, let the bass ride My youngins don't play no ball, but bitch, we base slide See them boys, they Ray Charles, but we know they ain't blind Fly so much, I swear I hate time Nut in six seconds 'cause she hate Vine Niggas so broke, that should be a hate crime She burning, gotta flame on You ain't down to work, why the fuck would I put a lame on? You let that lame hit for some fame, huh? Shit, it's cool, should've knew the game, huh? Just know when I get up, I'ma be the same one My sister boyfriend a bitch Said she 'bout to have twins and he ain't raisin' shit Shit, I told her, "Fuck it, that's why a nigga got rich" Say he know where I live, so I don't hide the glick He don't know the gang and how we ride with blicks And I know that he a ho and he ain't sliding shit Twenty shots cool, but shit, we ride with dicks Niggas hate, so they be riding dick Tryna be cool, you spun the block, got your top shotta hit You fucked around, got toe-tagged Ho ragged just to get your ho bagged, yeah Fly nigga like me, you won't get your ho back I'm from the slums, so I need more racks Toot'll get 'em dead, thought you know that Still'll hit the club and do my bop like I was Kodak They stole my flow, can I get my flow back? Copped a rental, but it had no tag We gon' hit his head, but we had no mask From the land, ain't talkin' no man Know I hate the way I live, but I ride with straps Mama tellin' me, "Don't ride with that" We gon' slide first, ain't no slidin' back But if Rell die, know where he hide the pack We go up like GPAs This ain't no GTA, but my youngin got five stars I been stayin' in five-stars, tryna fuck on five broads Blitz, nigga, get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whip with it, let the bass ride My youngins don't play no ball, but bitch, we base slide See them boys, they Ray Charles, but we know they ain't blind Fly so much, I swear I hate time Nut in six seconds 'cause she hate Vine Niggas so broke, that should be a hate crime She burning, got a flame on You ain't down to work, why the fuck would I put a lame on? You let that lame hit for some fame, huh? Shit, it's cool, should've knew the game, huh? Just know when I get up, I'ma be the same one

裸の人間同士で行こうな 夢見る少年同士でいような 互いに Yummy(ヤンミー)Yummy Yummy 寂しんBoys 愛する女性(ひと)のため我愛(ウォーアイニー)我愛 泣いた あの頃 惨めなLonely nights 若さが永遠ならいいな 死ぬまで青春なんていいな 果てなき Yummy Yummy Yummy 空のように 春・夏・秋 越えて 冬 身にしみて 覚えた恋の味 俺はフラれたくらいじゃくじけない 負けたら這い上がる 人は涙の数だけ愛を知り 明日(あした)の夢を見る So you gotta Hustle!! 闘魂(ファイト)だバキューム!! Everybody Wrestle!! Muscle!! Alright!! Do you wanna Hustle!! 心臓(ハート)にドキューン!! Are you ready? Whistle!! Accel!! Oh... 君に捧げるBOHBO, Say it again そうさBOHBO, Free me again 過激にロックンロールしようか? それとも安住の道(ロード)へ行こうか? 答えは Yummy Yummy Yummy 風に舞い 時代(とき)は遥か遠く 友よ何処(いずこ)へ? 二度とは帰らぬ Brighter days 人は誰もが舞台(ステージ)に立っている 輝く主役(ほし)になれ ひとりひとりの命にゃ意味がある 生きてく理由(わけ)がある Hey, You gotta Hustle!! 燃えろよボイン!! Everybody Wrestle!! Muscle!! Alright!! みんなでHustle!! やらせてクイーン!! Are you ready? Whistle!! Accel!! Oh... 俺の大事なBOHBO, Do it again そうさBOHBO, Call me again Oh, yeah... La la la... So you gotta Hustle!! 闘魂だバキューム!! Everybody Wrestle!! Muscle!! Alright!! Do you wanna Hustle!! 心臓にドキューン!! Are you ready? Whistle!! Accel!! Oh, 愛に 愛に 愛に 愛に Good-bye, good-bye