歌曲 | 50/50 Luv |
歌手 | B.G. Knocc out & Dresta |
专辑 | Real Brothas |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:50/50 luv] | |
[ar:B.G. Knocc out & Dresta] | |
[00:03.06][Intro: Dresta] | |
[00:04.07] | 50/50 love |
[00:06.28] | Yeah, for 199-mother******'-5 |
[00:10.00] | 50/50 love |
[00:11.56] | Gangsta Dresta done stomped through the doors once again |
[00:14.04] | 50/50 love |
[00:15.68] | Dedicating this one to all my ******s all across the land |
[00:17.01] | 50/50 love |
[00:21.62] | We need a 50/50 love back in the hood, loc |
[00:24.91] | Check this out |
[00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] | |
[00:27.06] | I walked through the turf |
[00:28.20] | Me and Smurf jibba-jabbing about the old days |
[00:29.74] | Smokin' on a joint, listenin' to The O'Jays |
[00:32.60] | ******s up my mind to see how times changed |
[00:35.17] | It's all kinda strange, ain't a damn thang the same |
[00:37.90] | Back when it was all about packin' switchblade |
[00:40.64] | Half of us down now is runnin' around ************ made |
[00:43.34] | Didn't wanna fight brothas grown that was known |
[00:45.91] | But now it's on, if one of the homies come at me wrong |
[00:49.24] | Back then things was like hyped |
[00:51.41] | Even if the homies fight, still kept the hood tight |
[00:53.90] | Down with each other to the last bit |
[00:56.33] | Now we got homies puttin' each others into caskets |
[00:59.16] | Used to roll in Chevys, now ******s wanna Benzie |
[01:01.72] | Money and **** done brought jealousy and envy |
[01:04.66] | ******s got greedy and the needy got left back |
[01:07.31] | Now your own homie is the victim of your next jack |
[01:10.00] | Serving ****** with the gat stuffed in your mouth |
[01:12.45] | Used to sleep on your couch, spending nights at your house |
[01:15.57] | And it's a damn shame that the hood ain't like it was |
[01:18.38] | I'm talkin' about a 50/50 love |
[01:20.53][Hook] | (x2) |
[01:21.80] | I ain't talkin' about 70/30 (A 50/50) |
[01:23.87] | Not 60/40 (A 50/50) |
[01:25.99] | I'm talkin' about 50/50 love, yeah |
[01:41.56][Verse 2: Dresta] | |
[01:42.79] | The homies used to take us to the liquor store to steal beer |
[01:45.91] | That was when my cousin Gugulo was still here |
[01:48.64] | Buddy gave a party like almost every weekend |
[01:51.22] | I've been tryna sneak in, tryna put my freak in |
[01:53.76] | See how times changed, one of the sets we used to fight with |
[01:56.58] | But that set now is one of the sets that we tight with |
[01:59.46] | Time's still changin' cause brothas turnin' into snitches |
[02:02.15] | Can't separate the real ******s from the ************ |
[02:04.92] | Even in the jailhouse ******s being phony |
[02:07.56] | You really don't know, who to treat like a homie |
[02:10.45] | Back in the day we used to claim we was brothas |
[02:13.06] | And cousins and ************t and now we can't trust each other |
[02:15.70] | Gotta watch my back not just cause a brotha gaze for ******s that |
[02:18.73] | Bang for the same thang that I claim |
[02:21.60] | Homies locked down doing time in a chamber |
[02:23.87] | We talking about 'em a lot but yet we treating 'em like a stranger |
[02:26.70] | I recollect the days when I was back in like the 6th grade |
[02:29.63] | Tucking about behind the O.G.'s. learning how the trick's played |
[02:32.69] | Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, G |
[02:37.09] | Cause it was 50/50 love |
[02:38.65][Hook] | (x2) |
[02:57.52][Verse 3: B.G, Knocc Out] | |
[02:59.58] | For the homies that's resting, I pour a little drink right |
[03:02.24] | But how many others go visit them at their grave site |
[03:05.08] | Forget the bull************t, pass the hats around the room homes |
[03:07.80] | Let's go and visit the homies and put some flowers on their tomb stones |
[03:11.19] | Yeah, cause that's the least we can do, you know |
[03:13.56] | Be in the hood that they died fo' and loved ones cried fo' |
[03:17.22] | I missed 'em with a passion fo' what it's worth |
[03:19.77] | I hope I meet 'em again when I leave from this earth |
[03:22.77] | And we done lost many of 'em |
[03:24.72] | And it's a shame that we let 'em go |
[03:26.49] | Without letting 'em know we love 'em |
[03:28.27] | But now I'mma let the homies rest in peace |
[03:30.19] | And all the homies that's beefing with each other, loc, gotta cease |
[03:33.64] | I can't speak about nobody else |
[03:35.33] | Can’t peace treat with nobody else |
[03:37.22] | Until we be peace with ourselves |
[03:38.90] | Homies ain't homies like it was |
[03:40.92] | I really don't know who wants to fill me with slugs |
[03:43.59] | Without the backstabbing everything would probably be fun |
[03:46.24] | That's how it is in the hood that I come from |
[03:49.38] | Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, cus |
[03:52.63] | Cause it was 50/50 love. |
[04:28.52] | (In memory of Eazy-E, R.I.P) |
[04:30.36] |
ti: 50 50 luv | |
ar: B. G. Knocc out Dresta | |
[00:03.06][Intro: Dresta] | |
[00:04.07] | 50 50 love |
[00:06.28] | Yeah, for 199mother' 5 |
[00:10.00] | 50 50 love |
[00:11.56] | Gangsta Dresta done stomped through the doors once again |
[00:14.04] | 50 50 love |
[00:15.68] | Dedicating this one to all my s all across the land |
[00:17.01] | 50 50 love |
[00:21.62] | We need a 50 50 love back in the hood, loc |
[00:24.91] | Check this out |
[00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] | |
[00:27.06] | I walked through the turf |
[00:28.20] | Me and Smurf jibbajabbing about the old days |
[00:29.74] | Smokin' on a joint, listenin' to The O' Jays |
[00:32.60] | s up my mind to see how times changed |
[00:35.17] | It' s all kinda strange, ain' t a damn thang the same |
[00:37.90] | Back when it was all about packin' switchblade |
[00:40.64] | Half of us down now is runnin' around made |
[00:43.34] | Didn' t wanna fight brothas grown that was known |
[00:45.91] | But now it' s on, if one of the homies come at me wrong |
[00:49.24] | Back then things was like hyped |
[00:51.41] | Even if the homies fight, still kept the hood tight |
[00:53.90] | Down with each other to the last bit |
[00:56.33] | Now we got homies puttin' each others into caskets |
[00:59.16] | Used to roll in Chevys, now s wanna Benzie |
[01:01.72] | Money and done brought jealousy and envy |
[01:04.66] | s got greedy and the needy got left back |
[01:07.31] | Now your own homie is the victim of your next jack |
[01:10.00] | Serving with the gat stuffed in your mouth |
[01:12.45] | Used to sleep on your couch, spending nights at your house |
[01:15.57] | And it' s a damn shame that the hood ain' t like it was |
[01:18.38] | I' m talkin' about a 50 50 love |
[01:20.53][Hook] | x2 |
[01:21.80] | I ain' t talkin' about 70 30 A 50 50 |
[01:23.87] | Not 60 40 A 50 50 |
[01:25.99] | I' m talkin' about 50 50 love, yeah |
[01:41.56][Verse 2: Dresta] | |
[01:42.79] | The homies used to take us to the liquor store to steal beer |
[01:45.91] | That was when my cousin Gugulo was still here |
[01:48.64] | Buddy gave a party like almost every weekend |
[01:51.22] | I' ve been tryna sneak in, tryna put my freak in |
[01:53.76] | See how times changed, one of the sets we used to fight with |
[01:56.58] | But that set now is one of the sets that we tight with |
[01:59.46] | Time' s still changin' cause brothas turnin' into snitches |
[02:02.15] | Can' t separate the real s from the |
[02:04.92] | Even in the jailhouse s being phony |
[02:07.56] | You really don' t know, who to treat like a homie |
[02:10.45] | Back in the day we used to claim we was brothas |
[02:13.06] | And cousins and t and now we can' t trust each other |
[02:15.70] | Gotta watch my back not just cause a brotha gaze for s that |
[02:18.73] | Bang for the same thang that I claim |
[02:21.60] | Homies locked down doing time in a chamber |
[02:23.87] | We talking about ' em a lot but yet we treating ' em like a stranger |
[02:26.70] | I recollect the days when I was back in like the 6th grade |
[02:29.63] | Tucking about behind the O. G.' s. learning how the trick' s played |
[02:32.69] | Damn, a really kinda miss how them days was, G |
[02:37.09] | Cause it was 50 50 love |
[02:38.65][Hook] | x2 |
[02:57.52][Verse 3: B.G, Knocc Out] | |
[02:59.58] | For the homies that' s resting, I pour a little drink right |
[03:02.24] | But how many others go visit them at their grave site |
[03:05.08] | Forget the bull t, pass the hats around the room homes |
[03:07.80] | Let' s go and visit the homies and put some flowers on their tomb stones |
[03:11.19] | Yeah, cause that' s the least we can do, you know |
[03:13.56] | Be in the hood that they died fo' and loved ones cried fo' |
[03:17.22] | I missed ' em with a passion fo' what it' s worth |
[03:19.77] | I hope I meet ' em again when I leave from this earth |
[03:22.77] | And we done lost many of ' em |
[03:24.72] | And it' s a shame that we let ' em go |
[03:26.49] | Without letting ' em know we love ' em |
[03:28.27] | But now I' mma let the homies rest in peace |
[03:30.19] | And all the homies that' s beefing with each other, loc, gotta cease |
[03:33.64] | I can' t speak about nobody else |
[03:35.33] | Can' t peace treat with nobody else |
[03:37.22] | Until we be peace with ourselves |
[03:38.90] | Homies ain' t homies like it was |
[03:40.92] | I really don' t know who wants to fill me with slugs |
[03:43.59] | Without the backstabbing everything would probably be fun |
[03:46.24] | That' s how it is in the hood that I come from |
[03:49.38] | Damn, a really kinda miss how them days was, cus |
[03:52.63] | Cause it was 50 50 love. |
[04:28.52] | In memory of EazyE, R. I. P |
[04:30.36] |
ti: 50 50 luv | |
ar: B. G. Knocc out Dresta | |
[00:03.06][Intro: Dresta] | |
[00:04.07] | 50 50 love |
[00:06.28] | Yeah, for 199mother' 5 |
[00:10.00] | 50 50 love |
[00:11.56] | Gangsta Dresta done stomped through the doors once again |
[00:14.04] | 50 50 love |
[00:15.68] | Dedicating this one to all my s all across the land |
[00:17.01] | 50 50 love |
[00:21.62] | We need a 50 50 love back in the hood, loc |
[00:24.91] | Check this out |
[00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] | |
[00:27.06] | I walked through the turf |
[00:28.20] | Me and Smurf jibbajabbing about the old days |
[00:29.74] | Smokin' on a joint, listenin' to The O' Jays |
[00:32.60] | s up my mind to see how times changed |
[00:35.17] | It' s all kinda strange, ain' t a damn thang the same |
[00:37.90] | Back when it was all about packin' switchblade |
[00:40.64] | Half of us down now is runnin' around made |
[00:43.34] | Didn' t wanna fight brothas grown that was known |
[00:45.91] | But now it' s on, if one of the homies come at me wrong |
[00:49.24] | Back then things was like hyped |
[00:51.41] | Even if the homies fight, still kept the hood tight |
[00:53.90] | Down with each other to the last bit |
[00:56.33] | Now we got homies puttin' each others into caskets |
[00:59.16] | Used to roll in Chevys, now s wanna Benzie |
[01:01.72] | Money and done brought jealousy and envy |
[01:04.66] | s got greedy and the needy got left back |
[01:07.31] | Now your own homie is the victim of your next jack |
[01:10.00] | Serving with the gat stuffed in your mouth |
[01:12.45] | Used to sleep on your couch, spending nights at your house |
[01:15.57] | And it' s a damn shame that the hood ain' t like it was |
[01:18.38] | I' m talkin' about a 50 50 love |
[01:20.53][Hook] | x2 |
[01:21.80] | I ain' t talkin' about 70 30 A 50 50 |
[01:23.87] | Not 60 40 A 50 50 |
[01:25.99] | I' m talkin' about 50 50 love, yeah |
[01:41.56][Verse 2: Dresta] | |
[01:42.79] | The homies used to take us to the liquor store to steal beer |
[01:45.91] | That was when my cousin Gugulo was still here |
[01:48.64] | Buddy gave a party like almost every weekend |
[01:51.22] | I' ve been tryna sneak in, tryna put my freak in |
[01:53.76] | See how times changed, one of the sets we used to fight with |
[01:56.58] | But that set now is one of the sets that we tight with |
[01:59.46] | Time' s still changin' cause brothas turnin' into snitches |
[02:02.15] | Can' t separate the real s from the |
[02:04.92] | Even in the jailhouse s being phony |
[02:07.56] | You really don' t know, who to treat like a homie |
[02:10.45] | Back in the day we used to claim we was brothas |
[02:13.06] | And cousins and t and now we can' t trust each other |
[02:15.70] | Gotta watch my back not just cause a brotha gaze for s that |
[02:18.73] | Bang for the same thang that I claim |
[02:21.60] | Homies locked down doing time in a chamber |
[02:23.87] | We talking about ' em a lot but yet we treating ' em like a stranger |
[02:26.70] | I recollect the days when I was back in like the 6th grade |
[02:29.63] | Tucking about behind the O. G.' s. learning how the trick' s played |
[02:32.69] | Damn, a really kinda miss how them days was, G |
[02:37.09] | Cause it was 50 50 love |
[02:38.65][Hook] | x2 |
[02:57.52][Verse 3: B.G, Knocc Out] | |
[02:59.58] | For the homies that' s resting, I pour a little drink right |
[03:02.24] | But how many others go visit them at their grave site |
[03:05.08] | Forget the bull t, pass the hats around the room homes |
[03:07.80] | Let' s go and visit the homies and put some flowers on their tomb stones |
[03:11.19] | Yeah, cause that' s the least we can do, you know |
[03:13.56] | Be in the hood that they died fo' and loved ones cried fo' |
[03:17.22] | I missed ' em with a passion fo' what it' s worth |
[03:19.77] | I hope I meet ' em again when I leave from this earth |
[03:22.77] | And we done lost many of ' em |
[03:24.72] | And it' s a shame that we let ' em go |
[03:26.49] | Without letting ' em know we love ' em |
[03:28.27] | But now I' mma let the homies rest in peace |
[03:30.19] | And all the homies that' s beefing with each other, loc, gotta cease |
[03:33.64] | I can' t speak about nobody else |
[03:35.33] | Can' t peace treat with nobody else |
[03:37.22] | Until we be peace with ourselves |
[03:38.90] | Homies ain' t homies like it was |
[03:40.92] | I really don' t know who wants to fill me with slugs |
[03:43.59] | Without the backstabbing everything would probably be fun |
[03:46.24] | That' s how it is in the hood that I come from |
[03:49.38] | Damn, a really kinda miss how them days was, cus |
[03:52.63] | Cause it was 50 50 love. |
[04:28.52] | In memory of EazyE, R. I. P |
[04:30.36] |
[00:04.07] | 平等的爱(对地盘和兄弟) |
[00:06.28] | 耶,1995 |
[00:10.00] | 平等的爱 |
[00:11.56] | Gangsta Dresta 又一次出现在这里 |
[00:14.04] | 平等的爱 |
[00:15.68] | 这首歌献给所有世上的黑哥们 |
[00:17.01] | 平等的爱 |
[00:21.62] | 我们需要平等的爱重回地盘 |
[00:24.91] | 听好了 |
[00:27.06] | 我走在比盘上 |
[00:28.20] | 和我的兄弟Smurf唠叨着旧日时光 |
[00:29.74] | 抽上一支,听听The O'Jays的歌 |
[00:32.60] | 看到时代的变化我的心情糟透了 |
[00:35.17] | 一切都变如此陌生,没有一件该死的事情不变 |
[00:37.90] | 回到打架还是用匕首 |
[00:40.64] | 我们中的一半现在跟*子一样逃跑 |
[00:43.34] | 都知道兄弟长大了不想打 |
[00:45.91] | 但要是兄弟惹了我,照样干起来 |
[00:49.24] | 以前的事情总是令人兴奋 |
[00:51.41] | 即使兄弟们打起来,地盘依然运转 |
[00:53.90] | 彼此互相忠诚到底 |
[00:56.33] | 现在我们看到兄弟们自相残杀 |
[00:59.16] | 过去开的是雪佛兰,现在黑哥们想开奔驰 |
[01:01.72] | 金钱和毒品带来的是嫉妒 |
[01:04.66] | 黑哥们变得贪婪,穷人被扔下 |
[01:07.31] | 现在你自己的兄弟成了你下场抢劫的目标 |
[01:10.00] | 用枪塞进你的嘴巴 |
[01:12.45] | 曾睡在你床上,在你家熬夜 |
[01:15.57] | 真遗憾地盘再也回不到过去了 |
[01:18.38] | 我说的是平等的爱 |
[01:20.53] | (x2) |
[01:21.80] | 我不是在讲70%和30%(一份平等) |
[01:23.87] | 也不是60%和40%(一份平等) |
[01:25.99] | 我说的是平等的爱 |
[01:42.79] | 兄弟们曾带着我们去贩酒店去偷啤酒 |
[01:45.91] | 那时我的兄弟Gugulo还在 |
[01:48.64] | 这伙计几乎每周都开Party |
[01:51.22] | 我想偷偷溜进去,想开点玩笑 |
[01:53.76] | 时间变化太快,以前跟我们火并的帮派之一 |
[01:56.58] | 现在却成了跟我们有交集的帮 |
[01:59.46] | 时代依然在变因为兄弟们变成了告密者 |
[02:02.15] | 但真的尼格是不会因为*子而反目的 |
[02:04.92] | 就算在监狱里那些黑鬼也是假货 |
[02:07.56] | 你真的不知道谁被当作兄弟 |
[02:10.45] | 过去我们常说我们是兄弟 |
[02:13.06] | 和哥们,现在我们无法互相信任 |
[02:15.70] | 我得防着点身后因为有兄弟盯着那些 |
[02:18.73] | 尼格们在搞我宣称的同样的事情 |
[02:21.60] | 兄弟们封锁起来在室内搞事 |
[02:23.87] | 我们谈了他们很多但我们把他们当作陌生人 |
[02:26.70] | 我重拾了过去六年级时的日子 |
[02:29.63] | 藏在那些帮派分子后面学习那些小把戏怎么玩 |
[02:32.69] | 唉,一个尼格真的很想念那时的日子 |
[02:37.09] | 因为这是平等的爱 |
[02:38.65] | (x2) |
[02:59.58] | 为了那些死去的兄弟们,我喝了一小杯 |
[03:02.24] | 但有多少人去墓地看了他们 |
[03:05.08] | 忘了那些破事儿,轮流往帽子里放点钱(MV中如是) |
[03:07.80] | 一起去看看兄弟们,给他们的墓石献花 |
[03:11.19] | 耶,这是我们最起码能做的,你知道 |
[03:13.56] | 生活在他们为之赴死的地盘以及为了所爱之人哭泣 |
[03:17.22] | 他们值得我非常想念 |
[03:19.77] | 我希望当我离世时能再次见到他们 |
[03:22.77] | 我们失去了很多他们这样的人 |
[03:24.72] | 真遗憾我们让他们走时 |
[03:26.49] | 没有让他们知道我们爱他们 |
[03:28.27] | 但我现在要让兄弟们安息 |
[03:30.19] | 还有所有的互相beef的兄弟们,停下来吧 |
[03:33.64] | 我不能谈论别人 |
[03:35.33] | 不能对别人和平 |
[03:37.22] | 直到我们自己心平气和 |
[03:38.90] | 兄弟们不像他们以前的样子了 |
[03:40.92] | 我真不知道谁想把我打成马蜂窝 |
[03:43.59] | 要是没有勾心斗角一切都会和谐 |
[03:46.24] | 但这就是我来自的地盘 |
[03:49.38] | 唉,一个尼格真的很想念那时的日子 |
[03:52.63] | 因为这是平等的爱 |
[04:28.52] | 纪念E大哥,real G |