I Dare U 歌词
| 歌曲 | I Dare U |
| 歌手 | Outlawz |
| 专辑 | Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P. |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cooper, Cox, Edwards ... | |
| You gotta feel this | |
| Even if you hate my guts | |
| What it takes to come up | |
| A & R gettin' taped the fuck up | |
| Labels stuck on followin' trends | |
| I'm sick of the game | |
| It's time for a change | |
| Aint no need to pretend | |
| Just a team when 'Pac started this thug shit | |
| For the hood | |
| Pitchin' is the fuckin thangs we get | |
| The game so fickle | |
| Niggaz pop shit with no pistol | |
| Only 12 years old | |
| I sold nickels | |
| Just a young nigga comin' of age | |
| I was one of the slaves | |
| Til the underground catchin' the train | |
| Uptown, comin' back with the cane | |
| Long tops and all | |
| We Outlawz, go home or go hard | |
| Most intense flow | |
| From the calmest dude | |
| Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid | |
| I was born to be a Outlaw | |
| My momma knew it | |
| Drama, karma | |
| I put my momma thru it | |
| Damn! | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| Step up to a nigga like me | |
| With a name like mine | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To pass up on a nigga like me | |
| Like you ain't got time | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To think yo family was starvin' | |
| A nigga wouldn't rob you blind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To give in, gon' get it | |
| Cause a nigga stay on his grind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| [KASTRO] | |
| It's me, Kastro | |
| King Kash and rusty | |
| I'm classy dusty | |
| My balls is husky | |
| I shed blood for what I love | |
| And thus me | |
| Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me | |
| Naw, I simply won't allow it | |
| OG's showed me death before dishonor | |
| I ain't doubted | |
| When I got grounded by my momma | |
| I pouted | |
| And when I hit that first shot of Vodka | |
| I downed it | |
| Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go | |
| And paranoid and I ain't tryna keep it on the low | |
| Just so you know you not fuckin with a hoe | |
| And I stay open like a corner store | |
| Call me corner-stro | |
| Please don't get it twisted | |
| Why even risk it | |
| Play a nigga distance | |
| This is, not a warning or a fuckin threat | |
| I'm all in | |
| My money on the table | |
| Ya bet | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [E.D.I] | |
| Six million ways to die | |
| And many stories in the city | |
| That's why when you see me | |
| My attitude is shitty | |
| Now I ain't scared of the terrorist | |
| But the law my enemy | |
| Bush and his homies | |
| Got plans for me | |
| And niggaz with skin color similar to mine | |
| It's a catch-22 if you livin' off of crime, and | |
| Most of the niggaz I know, don' | |
| Lost hope | |
| Either be rappin' or be sellin' some dope | |
| It's a helluva road | |
| It's a hard time for hustla's | |
| Deep in the game | |
| We reapin' the pain for money | |
| And ain't shit funny | |
| So I don't fuck with clowns | |
| In any town | |
| Im only around those who stay down | |
| Get pain now (now) | |
| Yeah that's what's sup | |
| It's too much money in this game for me to pass it up | |
| So cut the check dawg | |
| It's so simple | |
| Or have niggaz like me comin' thru ya window.. window |
| zuo qu : Cooper, Cox, Edwards ... | |
| You gotta feel this | |
| Even if you hate my guts | |
| What it takes to come up | |
| A R gettin' taped the fuck up | |
| Labels stuck on followin' trends | |
| I' m sick of the game | |
| It' s time for a change | |
| Aint no need to pretend | |
| Just a team when ' Pac started this thug shit | |
| For the hood | |
| Pitchin' is the fuckin thangs we get | |
| The game so fickle | |
| Niggaz pop shit with no pistol | |
| Only 12 years old | |
| I sold nickels | |
| Just a young nigga comin' of age | |
| I was one of the slaves | |
| Til the underground catchin' the train | |
| Uptown, comin' back with the cane | |
| Long tops and all | |
| We Outlawz, go home or go hard | |
| Most intense flow | |
| From the calmest dude | |
| Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid | |
| I was born to be a Outlaw | |
| My momma knew it | |
| Drama, karma | |
| I put my momma thru it | |
| Damn! | |
| Chorus | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| Step up to a nigga like me | |
| With a name like mine | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To pass up on a nigga like me | |
| Like you ain' t got time | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To think yo family was starvin' | |
| A nigga wouldn' t rob you blind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To give in, gon' get it | |
| Cause a nigga stay on his grind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| KASTRO | |
| It' s me, Kastro | |
| King Kash and rusty | |
| I' m classy dusty | |
| My balls is husky | |
| I shed blood for what I love | |
| And thus me | |
| Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me | |
| Naw, I simply won' t allow it | |
| OG' s showed me death before dishonor | |
| I ain' t doubted | |
| When I got grounded by my momma | |
| I pouted | |
| And when I hit that first shot of Vodka | |
| I downed it | |
| Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go | |
| And paranoid and I ain' t tryna keep it on the low | |
| Just so you know you not fuckin with a hoe | |
| And I stay open like a corner store | |
| Call me cornerstro | |
| Please don' t get it twisted | |
| Why even risk it | |
| Play a nigga distance | |
| This is, not a warning or a fuckin threat | |
| I' m all in | |
| My money on the table | |
| Ya bet | |
| Chorus | |
| E. D. I | |
| Six million ways to die | |
| And many stories in the city | |
| That' s why when you see me | |
| My attitude is shitty | |
| Now I ain' t scared of the terrorist | |
| But the law my enemy | |
| Bush and his homies | |
| Got plans for me | |
| And niggaz with skin color similar to mine | |
| It' s a catch22 if you livin' off of crime, and | |
| Most of the niggaz I know, don' | |
| Lost hope | |
| Either be rappin' or be sellin' some dope | |
| It' s a helluva road | |
| It' s a hard time for hustla' s | |
| Deep in the game | |
| We reapin' the pain for money | |
| And ain' t shit funny | |
| So I don' t fuck with clowns | |
| In any town | |
| Im only around those who stay down | |
| Get pain now now | |
| Yeah that' s what' s sup | |
| It' s too much money in this game for me to pass it up | |
| So cut the check dawg | |
| It' s so simple | |
| Or have niggaz like me comin' thru ya window.. window |
| zuò qǔ : Cooper, Cox, Edwards ... | |
| You gotta feel this | |
| Even if you hate my guts | |
| What it takes to come up | |
| A R gettin' taped the fuck up | |
| Labels stuck on followin' trends | |
| I' m sick of the game | |
| It' s time for a change | |
| Aint no need to pretend | |
| Just a team when ' Pac started this thug shit | |
| For the hood | |
| Pitchin' is the fuckin thangs we get | |
| The game so fickle | |
| Niggaz pop shit with no pistol | |
| Only 12 years old | |
| I sold nickels | |
| Just a young nigga comin' of age | |
| I was one of the slaves | |
| Til the underground catchin' the train | |
| Uptown, comin' back with the cane | |
| Long tops and all | |
| We Outlawz, go home or go hard | |
| Most intense flow | |
| From the calmest dude | |
| Raw moves have you filled with a bombin' fluid | |
| I was born to be a Outlaw | |
| My momma knew it | |
| Drama, karma | |
| I put my momma thru it | |
| Damn! | |
| Chorus | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| Step up to a nigga like me | |
| With a name like mine | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To pass up on a nigga like me | |
| Like you ain' t got time | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To think yo family was starvin' | |
| A nigga wouldn' t rob you blind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| To give in, gon' get it | |
| Cause a nigga stay on his grind | |
| Motherfucker I dare you | |
| KASTRO | |
| It' s me, Kastro | |
| King Kash and rusty | |
| I' m classy dusty | |
| My balls is husky | |
| I shed blood for what I love | |
| And thus me | |
| Would ratha' die before I let you cowards budge me | |
| Naw, I simply won' t allow it | |
| OG' s showed me death before dishonor | |
| I ain' t doubted | |
| When I got grounded by my momma | |
| I pouted | |
| And when I hit that first shot of Vodka | |
| I downed it | |
| Now I keep a pistol with me everywhere I go | |
| And paranoid and I ain' t tryna keep it on the low | |
| Just so you know you not fuckin with a hoe | |
| And I stay open like a corner store | |
| Call me cornerstro | |
| Please don' t get it twisted | |
| Why even risk it | |
| Play a nigga distance | |
| This is, not a warning or a fuckin threat | |
| I' m all in | |
| My money on the table | |
| Ya bet | |
| Chorus | |
| E. D. I | |
| Six million ways to die | |
| And many stories in the city | |
| That' s why when you see me | |
| My attitude is shitty | |
| Now I ain' t scared of the terrorist | |
| But the law my enemy | |
| Bush and his homies | |
| Got plans for me | |
| And niggaz with skin color similar to mine | |
| It' s a catch22 if you livin' off of crime, and | |
| Most of the niggaz I know, don' | |
| Lost hope | |
| Either be rappin' or be sellin' some dope | |
| It' s a helluva road | |
| It' s a hard time for hustla' s | |
| Deep in the game | |
| We reapin' the pain for money | |
| And ain' t shit funny | |
| So I don' t fuck with clowns | |
| In any town | |
| Im only around those who stay down | |
| Get pain now now | |
| Yeah that' s what' s sup | |
| It' s too much money in this game for me to pass it up | |
| So cut the check dawg | |
| It' s so simple | |
| Or have niggaz like me comin' thru ya window.. window |
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