Jail - Nafla

What you want?

내가 어디 그리 맘 안 들어

What you want?

난 좋은 것만 다 만들어

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, 나머진 다 뒤로

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

수많은 같잖은 mc

가사 깊이 empty

기회는 많이 줬어 plenty

Na to the fla, 난 투팍 꺼

나쁜 짓만 골라 하는 muthfuka

랩에 커진 나의 동공

충격을 가해, 다가온 혼돈

다가온 성공

지키는 나의 crew, my boy loop

MKIT label

Don’t mess with the west, 어쩌다

나를 마주치면 여자 아니면 떠나

이제는 바빠서 울려 나의 전화

타고난 박자를 가지고 난 all out

At the corner, use to sip 40s

다 베끼려고 애쓰는 내 목소리

개새끼들에게 들려줄 lecture

아무리 해봤자 나처럼 될 수 없어

계속해 keep it under

What

What you want?

내가 어디 그리 맘 안 들어

What you want?

난 좋은 것만 다 만들어

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, 나머진 다 뒤로

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

Reppin' LA, 아직도

어리게 살아 이 도시에

난 가장 어울려

Ey

나는 매일 랩, 하지

흥얼거리는 걸 곡으로 뽑아서

나눠줘

치료해 귓구멍

원하는 것들 만들어줄게 what you want

그대로 잘하니 다른 mc들 입을 막아

아직 힙합 바지 입고 다니지

유행시킨 내 검정 뉴에라 모자 fit

아직 밑단 바지 찢고 다니지

넌 날 따라 해도, not 힙합

Show yall what I’m all about

Still sip 40s

랩하면 내 입안에 나는 총소리

개새끼들에게 들려줄 lecture

아무리 해봤자 나처럼 될 수 없어

계속해 kee it under

What

What you want?

내가 어디 그리 맘 안 들어

What you want?

난 좋은 것만 다 만들어

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, 나머진 다 뒤로

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

Money bags th issue

내게는 필수

Haters I missed you

건네는 pistol

You fukin' with the wrong one

I’mma steal yo bitch, take yo fame

And yo money all that bullshit u got

Peace

What you want?

I don't like where

What you want?

I make all the good stuff

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, everything else is back

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

Numerous disgraceful MCs

lyrics depth empty

I gave you a lot of opportunities, plenty

Na to the fla, I'm off Tupac

Muthfuka who picks only bad things

My pupils grew bigger in rap

Shocking, chaos approaching

Success is approaching

I protect my crew, my boy loop

MKIT label

Don't mess with the west

If you run into me, it’s a woman or you leave

I'm busy now, so my phone is ringing

With a natural tempo, I all out

At the corner, use to sip 40s

My voice trying to copy everything

Lecture to tell the dogs

No matter what you do, you can't be like me

keep going keep it under

What

What you want?

I don't like where

What you want?

I make all the good stuff

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, everything else is back

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

Reppin' LA, still

I live young in this city

I'm the best

Ey

I rap every day, I do

Picking out what's humming into a song

share

cure the ear canal

I'll make the things you want, what you want

I'm good as it is, so the other MCs shut their mouths

Still wearing hip-hop pants

My black new era hat that made it fashionable fit

Still ripping hem pants

Even if you follow me, not hip-hop

Show yall what I'm all about

Still sip 40s

When I rap, the gunshots in my mouth

Lecture to tell the dogs

No matter what you do, you can't be like me

Keep going, keep it under

What

What you want?

I don't like where

What you want?

I make all the good stuff

What you fuck u want?

Touchdown, everything else is back

What you want?

What you fuck u want?

Money bags th issue

essential for me

Haters I missed you

handing pistol

You fukin' with the wrong one

I'mma steal yo bitch, take yo fame

And yo money all that bullshit u got

Peace