歌曲 | Geto Boys and Girls |
歌手 | Geto Boys |
专辑 | The Resurrection |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dean, Jordan, Willie D | |
Intro: | |
Boys and girls | |
Scarface: | |
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock | |
In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot | |
Use to pass me pepsi cola while he drunk him a pint | |
Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light | |
Use to have me up in 3rd ward checkin' his traps | |
Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap | |
Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper | |
Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper | |
Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch | |
You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that | |
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up | |
Old man spittin' game so i sucked it up | |
Old enough to do my own thang got me again | |
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid | |
Went and seen my homie short dawg that slided me a track | |
Went to mase's pawn shop and got me a gat | |
Didn't know this crack shit i got my uncle to cook | |
With my eyes on my paper i just fubbled and looked | |
Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil | |
Man i can't wait to see your rock from ? | |
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight | |
Time for me to bring brad jordan to life | |
Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce | |
Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out | |
It wasn't long before i was goin' for nine | |
I'm seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine | |
And if you got off in my way while i was headed for that | |
You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap | |
And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time | |
That's why you never see me with a partner in crime | |
I'm down and dirty nigga fuck the world | |
And that's what seperated geto boys from girls you know? | |
Bushwick bill: | |
5th ward is the spot where niggas get shot | |
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot | |
Niggas start shit but they don't start it with bill | |
Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gonna spill | |
Ever since i was a kid growin' up in the bottom | |
I beat a niggas ass and if i didn't i shot him | |
Never gave a fuck about his family cryin' | |
Bottom line, better his than mine | |
You come around me with that live shit i kill it fast | |
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga | |
Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thang | |
You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang | |
Even if you're facin' 20 years you never rat | |
You do your time and you come on back | |
And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone | |
And bless you when you come back home | |
Do your time and don't whine is the motherfuckin' anthem | |
That's the type of shit most niggas can't phantom | |
Them bitches tongues come unfurled | |
But that's what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon | |
Scarface: | |
I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in the trail | |
You got jacked and took six and died in your house | |
And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death | |
One of them motherfuckers counted up the keys then left | |
Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse | |
Split the brain get the cain get back to your dirt | |
And keep the jack you did up under your hat | |
Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back | |
I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again | |
You'd think but these niggas on some up shit like double your pay | |
And gives a fuck about respect and joy | |
So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe | |
But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch | |
But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit | |
Fucked around and had to flee the world | |
Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls | |
Willie d: | |
Geto boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget | |
Them southern niggas made your mind play tricks | |
Never the less i left the group in '91 | |
Niggas was mad, i had my gun | |
They had they guns too i wasn't snoozin' | |
Cause i knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em | |
If it was goin' down right then i didn't give a fuck | |
We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up | |
And nigga that's real comin' from the south | |
You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth | |
Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save | |
Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherfuckers paid | |
It's g.b. and willie d reunited | |
Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter | |
And niggas thought it wouldn't happen again | |
But we sat down and settled our differences like men | |
And put the bullshit behind us | |
Cause fuckin' off money ain't a plus it's a minus | |
We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl | |
And seperating geto boys from girls c'mon | |
Man on phone: | |
A.j. you know i spent 23 years in the prison. you know i'm still in prison | |
You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37% of the | |
Prison system throughout the country. 37%. but we don't represent but but | |
12% of the country. now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know. | |
It's it's now by coincidence or by ? it's by design. by the year...2015. | |
They gonna have 70% of our community locked up. i'm talking about black | |
Gonna be locked up within they community. it's gonna be like it war | |
Zone...ghetto. |
zuo ci : Dean, Jordan, Willie D | |
Intro: | |
Boys and girls | |
Scarface: | |
I remember in the 80' s me and pops would rock | |
In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot | |
Use to pass me pepsi cola while he drunk him a pint | |
Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light | |
Use to have me up in 3rd ward checkin' his traps | |
Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap | |
Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper | |
Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper | |
Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch | |
You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that | |
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up | |
Old man spittin' game so i sucked it up | |
Old enough to do my own thang got me again | |
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid | |
Went and seen my homie short dawg that slided me a track | |
Went to mase' s pawn shop and got me a gat | |
Didn' t know this crack shit i got my uncle to cook | |
With my eyes on my paper i just fubbled and looked | |
Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil | |
Man i can' t wait to see your rock from ? | |
Put my work upon the table and it' s startin' tonight | |
Time for me to bring brad jordan to life | |
Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce | |
Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out | |
It wasn' t long before i was goin' for nine | |
I' m seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine | |
And if you got off in my way while i was headed for that | |
You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap | |
And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time | |
That' s why you never see me with a partner in crime | |
I' m down and dirty nigga fuck the world | |
And that' s what seperated geto boys from girls you know? | |
Bushwick bill: | |
5th ward is the spot where niggas get shot | |
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot | |
Niggas start shit but they don' t start it with bill | |
Cause them motherfuckers know they' re blood gonna spill | |
Ever since i was a kid growin' up in the bottom | |
I beat a niggas ass and if i didn' t i shot him | |
Never gave a fuck about his family cryin' | |
Bottom line, better his than mine | |
You come around me with that live shit i kill it fast | |
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga | |
Cause it' s a motherfuckin' rep thang | |
You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang | |
Even if you' re facin' 20 years you never rat | |
You do your time and you come on back | |
And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you' re gone | |
And bless you when you come back home | |
Do your time and don' t whine is the motherfuckin' anthem | |
That' s the type of shit most niggas can' t phantom | |
Them bitches tongues come unfurled | |
But that' s what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c' mon | |
Scarface: | |
I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in the trail | |
You got jacked and took six and died in your house | |
And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death | |
One of them motherfuckers counted up the keys then left | |
Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse | |
Split the brain get the cain get back to your dirt | |
And keep the jack you did up under your hat | |
Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back | |
I never thought that ' 86 would bring me trouble again | |
You' d think but these niggas on some up shit like double your pay | |
And gives a fuck about respect and joy | |
So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe | |
But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch | |
But in the end it' s another nigga bustin' yo shit | |
Fucked around and had to flee the world | |
Cause you couldn' t seperate the geto boys and girls | |
Willie d: | |
Geto boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget | |
Them southern niggas made your mind play tricks | |
Never the less i left the group in ' 91 | |
Niggas was mad, i had my gun | |
They had they guns too i wasn' t snoozin' | |
Cause i knew that if it came down to it they would use ' em | |
If it was goin' down right then i didn' t give a fuck | |
We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up | |
And nigga that' s real comin' from the south | |
You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth | |
Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save | |
Cause your positivity ain' t gettin' motherfuckers paid | |
It' s g. b. and willie d reunited | |
Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter | |
And niggas thought it wouldn' t happen again | |
But we sat down and settled our differences like men | |
And put the bullshit behind us | |
Cause fuckin' off money ain' t a plus it' s a minus | |
We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl | |
And seperating geto boys from girls c' mon | |
Man on phone: | |
A. j. you know i spent 23 years in the prison. you know i' m still in prison | |
You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37 of the | |
Prison system throughout the country. 37. but we don' t represent but but | |
12 of the country. now that' s diproportionate and ain' t no joke you know. | |
It' s it' s now by coincidence or by ? it' s by design. by the year... 2015. | |
They gonna have 70 of our community locked up. i' m talking about black | |
Gonna be locked up within they community. it' s gonna be like it war | |
Zone... ghetto. |
zuò cí : Dean, Jordan, Willie D | |
Intro: | |
Boys and girls | |
Scarface: | |
I remember in the 80' s me and pops would rock | |
In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot | |
Use to pass me pepsi cola while he drunk him a pint | |
Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light | |
Use to have me up in 3rd ward checkin' his traps | |
Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap | |
Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper | |
Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper | |
Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch | |
You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that | |
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up | |
Old man spittin' game so i sucked it up | |
Old enough to do my own thang got me again | |
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid | |
Went and seen my homie short dawg that slided me a track | |
Went to mase' s pawn shop and got me a gat | |
Didn' t know this crack shit i got my uncle to cook | |
With my eyes on my paper i just fubbled and looked | |
Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil | |
Man i can' t wait to see your rock from ? | |
Put my work upon the table and it' s startin' tonight | |
Time for me to bring brad jordan to life | |
Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce | |
Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out | |
It wasn' t long before i was goin' for nine | |
I' m seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine | |
And if you got off in my way while i was headed for that | |
You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap | |
And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time | |
That' s why you never see me with a partner in crime | |
I' m down and dirty nigga fuck the world | |
And that' s what seperated geto boys from girls you know? | |
Bushwick bill: | |
5th ward is the spot where niggas get shot | |
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot | |
Niggas start shit but they don' t start it with bill | |
Cause them motherfuckers know they' re blood gonna spill | |
Ever since i was a kid growin' up in the bottom | |
I beat a niggas ass and if i didn' t i shot him | |
Never gave a fuck about his family cryin' | |
Bottom line, better his than mine | |
You come around me with that live shit i kill it fast | |
I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga | |
Cause it' s a motherfuckin' rep thang | |
You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang | |
Even if you' re facin' 20 years you never rat | |
You do your time and you come on back | |
And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you' re gone | |
And bless you when you come back home | |
Do your time and don' t whine is the motherfuckin' anthem | |
That' s the type of shit most niggas can' t phantom | |
Them bitches tongues come unfurled | |
But that' s what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c' mon | |
Scarface: | |
I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in the trail | |
You got jacked and took six and died in your house | |
And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death | |
One of them motherfuckers counted up the keys then left | |
Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse | |
Split the brain get the cain get back to your dirt | |
And keep the jack you did up under your hat | |
Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back | |
I never thought that ' 86 would bring me trouble again | |
You' d think but these niggas on some up shit like double your pay | |
And gives a fuck about respect and joy | |
So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe | |
But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch | |
But in the end it' s another nigga bustin' yo shit | |
Fucked around and had to flee the world | |
Cause you couldn' t seperate the geto boys and girls | |
Willie d: | |
Geto boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget | |
Them southern niggas made your mind play tricks | |
Never the less i left the group in ' 91 | |
Niggas was mad, i had my gun | |
They had they guns too i wasn' t snoozin' | |
Cause i knew that if it came down to it they would use ' em | |
If it was goin' down right then i didn' t give a fuck | |
We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up | |
And nigga that' s real comin' from the south | |
You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth | |
Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save | |
Cause your positivity ain' t gettin' motherfuckers paid | |
It' s g. b. and willie d reunited | |
Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter | |
And niggas thought it wouldn' t happen again | |
But we sat down and settled our differences like men | |
And put the bullshit behind us | |
Cause fuckin' off money ain' t a plus it' s a minus | |
We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl | |
And seperating geto boys from girls c' mon | |
Man on phone: | |
A. j. you know i spent 23 years in the prison. you know i' m still in prison | |
You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37 of the | |
Prison system throughout the country. 37. but we don' t represent but but | |
12 of the country. now that' s diproportionate and ain' t no joke you know. | |
It' s it' s now by coincidence or by ? it' s by design. by the year... 2015. | |
They gonna have 70 of our community locked up. i' m talking about black | |
Gonna be locked up within they community. it' s gonna be like it war | |
Zone... ghetto. |