歌曲 | U Thought It Was Over |
歌手 | Turk |
专辑 | Raw and Uncut |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Turk | |
[Intro] Reporting live from | |
WKQXL, The | |
Lab This is | |
Connie Cargen, we have just been informed | |
That the rapper, | |
Tad Virgil | |
AKA Turk Was released from the | |
New Orleans | |
Correctional | |
Facility At 6:30 | |
PM Central time, he is reported to be raw and uncut | |
And has signed a deal with producer | |
Kenoe At Laboratory | |
Records, in a record deal worth so much | |
It made me wanna start rapping | |
His contributions to hip-hop, have been very overlooked | |
But in a press conference, he said (I can't be fucked with, nigga) (*talking*) | |
Uh-huh, homie, | |
Young Turk, | |
Kenoe Laboratory nigga [Turk] | |
I know you niggas want know, how | |
I get back on the street | |
Cause I bought that time, that was offered to me | |
Can't hold a nigga like me down, too long | |
And if you was thinking that, my nigga you dead wrong | |
I had a hungry lawyer, and he ate the case | |
One more case, the mad lock on a bad day | |
Got the charge refused dismissed, and throwed out | |
Caught it out, when | |
I fuck it every word out your mouth | |
Convinced the judge, that | |
I'm not guilty | |
Plus it's rounding the next time, tell me if you feel me | |
If you don't feel that, you just green as grass | |
Or duck with orange feet, with your stupid ass | |
Look back to the subject, | |
I told you | |
I'll be home | |
Doing my thang again, with a number one song | |
And blow like the wind, be on top again | |
Drop another c.d., and sell ten million [Hook - 2x] | |
You niggas thought it was over, but it ain't | |
Thought I couldn't bounce back, nigga you got ganked | |
Plus I know you niggas, was holding your nuts on me | |
Hoping that | |
I won't bounce back again, homie [Turk] 6:30 after roll call, | |
I bounced out of jail | |
Got my niggas all, took my blanket and | |
I bail Called the street from | |
H-O-T, central lock up by when | |
I'm on my way out, boo-koo niggas rolling in | |
Made my way to the back, waiting to put my clothes on | |
And while | |
I was waiting, | |
I asked to use that free phone | |
So I could have a ride, waiting outside | |
I ain't bout walking dog, | |
I ain't gon even lie | |
Called my name out the do', now | |
I'm at the front desk | |
Stare at my hand took my bag, hand me my pop-a-deck | |
Now I'm waiting at the front do', running out of patience | |
Cop taking his time, and | |
I'm running out of patience | |
He finally let me out, and on my way out | |
Saw my girl in the lobby, with a smile on her mouth | |
Happy to see a nigga, bout to tear that ass up | |
Cause I'm fresh out of jail, and my dick rocked up nigga (*talking*) | |
Nigga, uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-huh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-huh | |
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-huh, uh | |
Kenoe, Laboratory nigga | |
We bout to tear this motherfucking rap game up | |
Uh, I'm bout to get famous, hold on wait | |
I'm already famous nigga, respect it or check it ya understand | |
Uh, I get boo-yacka, boo-yacka, boo-yacka-yacka flames nigga | |
I'm bout that, don't get it twisted nigga | |
Cause I ain't missing ya heard me uh, uh-huh | |
Uh-huh nigga, uh-huh, uh-huh nigga | |
Uh-huh, uh-huh nigga, uh and it's like that |
zuo qu : Turk | |
Intro Reporting live from | |
WKQXL, The | |
Lab This is | |
Connie Cargen, we have just been informed | |
That the rapper, | |
Tad Virgil | |
AKA Turk Was released from the | |
New Orleans | |
Correctional | |
Facility At 6: 30 | |
PM Central time, he is reported to be raw and uncut | |
And has signed a deal with producer | |
Kenoe At Laboratory | |
Records, in a record deal worth so much | |
It made me wanna start rapping | |
His contributions to hiphop, have been very overlooked | |
But in a press conference, he said I can' t be fucked with, nigga talking | |
Uhhuh, homie, | |
Young Turk, | |
Kenoe Laboratory nigga Turk | |
I know you niggas want know, how | |
I get back on the street | |
Cause I bought that time, that was offered to me | |
Can' t hold a nigga like me down, too long | |
And if you was thinking that, my nigga you dead wrong | |
I had a hungry lawyer, and he ate the case | |
One more case, the mad lock on a bad day | |
Got the charge refused dismissed, and throwed out | |
Caught it out, when | |
I fuck it every word out your mouth | |
Convinced the judge, that | |
I' m not guilty | |
Plus it' s rounding the next time, tell me if you feel me | |
If you don' t feel that, you just green as grass | |
Or duck with orange feet, with your stupid ass | |
Look back to the subject, | |
I told you | |
I' ll be home | |
Doing my thang again, with a number one song | |
And blow like the wind, be on top again | |
Drop another c. d., and sell ten million Hook 2x | |
You niggas thought it was over, but it ain' t | |
Thought I couldn' t bounce back, nigga you got ganked | |
Plus I know you niggas, was holding your nuts on me | |
Hoping that | |
I won' t bounce back again, homie Turk 6: 30 after roll call, | |
I bounced out of jail | |
Got my niggas all, took my blanket and | |
I bail Called the street from | |
HOT, central lock up by when | |
I' m on my way out, bookoo niggas rolling in | |
Made my way to the back, waiting to put my clothes on | |
And while | |
I was waiting, | |
I asked to use that free phone | |
So I could have a ride, waiting outside | |
I ain' t bout walking dog, | |
I ain' t gon even lie | |
Called my name out the do', now | |
I' m at the front desk | |
Stare at my hand took my bag, hand me my popadeck | |
Now I' m waiting at the front do', running out of patience | |
Cop taking his time, and | |
I' m running out of patience | |
He finally let me out, and on my way out | |
Saw my girl in the lobby, with a smile on her mouth | |
Happy to see a nigga, bout to tear that ass up | |
Cause I' m fresh out of jail, and my dick rocked up nigga talking | |
Nigga, uhuhuhuh, uhhuh, uhuhuhuhuh, uhhuh | |
Uhuhuhuhuh, uhhuh, uh | |
Kenoe, Laboratory nigga | |
We bout to tear this motherfucking rap game up | |
Uh, I' m bout to get famous, hold on wait | |
I' m already famous nigga, respect it or check it ya understand | |
Uh, I get booyacka, booyacka, booyackayacka flames nigga | |
I' m bout that, don' t get it twisted nigga | |
Cause I ain' t missing ya heard me uh, uhhuh | |
Uhhuh nigga, uhhuh, uhhuh nigga | |
Uhhuh, uhhuh nigga, uh and it' s like that |
zuò qǔ : Turk | |
Intro Reporting live from | |
WKQXL, The | |
Lab This is | |
Connie Cargen, we have just been informed | |
That the rapper, | |
Tad Virgil | |
AKA Turk Was released from the | |
New Orleans | |
Correctional | |
Facility At 6: 30 | |
PM Central time, he is reported to be raw and uncut | |
And has signed a deal with producer | |
Kenoe At Laboratory | |
Records, in a record deal worth so much | |
It made me wanna start rapping | |
His contributions to hiphop, have been very overlooked | |
But in a press conference, he said I can' t be fucked with, nigga talking | |
Uhhuh, homie, | |
Young Turk, | |
Kenoe Laboratory nigga Turk | |
I know you niggas want know, how | |
I get back on the street | |
Cause I bought that time, that was offered to me | |
Can' t hold a nigga like me down, too long | |
And if you was thinking that, my nigga you dead wrong | |
I had a hungry lawyer, and he ate the case | |
One more case, the mad lock on a bad day | |
Got the charge refused dismissed, and throwed out | |
Caught it out, when | |
I fuck it every word out your mouth | |
Convinced the judge, that | |
I' m not guilty | |
Plus it' s rounding the next time, tell me if you feel me | |
If you don' t feel that, you just green as grass | |
Or duck with orange feet, with your stupid ass | |
Look back to the subject, | |
I told you | |
I' ll be home | |
Doing my thang again, with a number one song | |
And blow like the wind, be on top again | |
Drop another c. d., and sell ten million Hook 2x | |
You niggas thought it was over, but it ain' t | |
Thought I couldn' t bounce back, nigga you got ganked | |
Plus I know you niggas, was holding your nuts on me | |
Hoping that | |
I won' t bounce back again, homie Turk 6: 30 after roll call, | |
I bounced out of jail | |
Got my niggas all, took my blanket and | |
I bail Called the street from | |
HOT, central lock up by when | |
I' m on my way out, bookoo niggas rolling in | |
Made my way to the back, waiting to put my clothes on | |
And while | |
I was waiting, | |
I asked to use that free phone | |
So I could have a ride, waiting outside | |
I ain' t bout walking dog, | |
I ain' t gon even lie | |
Called my name out the do', now | |
I' m at the front desk | |
Stare at my hand took my bag, hand me my popadeck | |
Now I' m waiting at the front do', running out of patience | |
Cop taking his time, and | |
I' m running out of patience | |
He finally let me out, and on my way out | |
Saw my girl in the lobby, with a smile on her mouth | |
Happy to see a nigga, bout to tear that ass up | |
Cause I' m fresh out of jail, and my dick rocked up nigga talking | |
Nigga, uhuhuhuh, uhhuh, uhuhuhuhuh, uhhuh | |
Uhuhuhuhuh, uhhuh, uh | |
Kenoe, Laboratory nigga | |
We bout to tear this motherfucking rap game up | |
Uh, I' m bout to get famous, hold on wait | |
I' m already famous nigga, respect it or check it ya understand | |
Uh, I get booyacka, booyacka, booyackayacka flames nigga | |
I' m bout that, don' t get it twisted nigga | |
Cause I ain' t missing ya heard me uh, uhhuh | |
Uhhuh nigga, uhhuh, uhhuh nigga | |
Uhhuh, uhhuh nigga, uh and it' s like that |