歌曲 | U Would If U Could |
歌手 | Mystikal |
专辑 | Let's Get Ready |
作词 : Tyler, Vickers | |
I had thought i heard u laughin, talkin trash | |
Bitch, whats happenin | |
Start shit but dont take it | |
Pull it out, put it on your ass | |
Some of y'all niggaz still got the game fucked up this year | |
But I ain't gonna have it | |
Tryna talk about anotha muthafucka on a record | |
And the bitch aint got no cabbage | |
Hopin somebody can tell me whats wrong with this picture | |
Dont think you can put out whateva you want | |
And I aint gonna come back in the bitch and come getcha | |
Imma find out where ya hang at | |
Where ya old lady live and what time you be there | |
Go scope out ya ride | |
Follow ya to work and bring that heat | |
Duck and whooo! from this fuckin fool | |
Monkey see, monkey do nigga | |
So you cant be the man right chea too | |
Theres none afta this | |
Not anotha livin | |
M.C. as hazardous | |
And as talented and handsome, ghetto fabulous | |
Keep em off my back | |
Wheneva they comin | |
I bring that double | |
In a minute y'all niggaz dont show no love | |
Its gonna be trouble | |
These niggaz here get ya name bent | |
Washed up anybody yall sent | |
Gotta watch these niggaz, they get outta line | |
I put em in they place every time they nut up | |
Gotta stop em from spreadin them lies | |
Bust em in they mouth and make em shut up | |
Get up! Come here! | |
Neva seen me cut up, ya must not be from here | |
Im four and none here | |
Dont have me to bring up the shit | |
I've done here | |
Reach blazin temperatures | |
So please come wit ya sun gear | |
Whoop the sleeves off of muthafuckas that try to run in here | |
Serious look on my face | |
And a boot in my mouth and balled up fists | |
These niggaz dont want my trouble | |
But its too late for em, gotta accept this shit | |
Chorus: (Tryna sound like me) | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could (Tryna be like me) | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could nigga (You wanna do what I do?) | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could nigga (You wanna take my style?) | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would, but | |
U cant, so | |
U aint! From the moment that i slid in the door | |
They know | |
I'm back cuz you can hear it in the floor | |
But afta I rap bitches aint feelin it nomore | |
Wanna talk that shit, betta kno what to come with | |
If you jump in the water | |
Then ya ass betta throw up before i start ballin | |
And if you eva fuck with what | |
I be recording | |
Imma flush you down the toilet | |
And if you eva come at me wrong with a mike | |
Imma throw you in the gutter | |
I cant be scared these niggaz | |
And they disrespect me cuz im from | |
New Orleans | |
We dont play that shit | |
When these niggaz and they really want me to get started | |
Make it painful cuz | |
I dont think so | |
I be bustin til | |
I cant Thats what | |
I where that tank for | |
Hittin with the speed of | |
Roy Jones | |
Jr. And the strength of | |
Iron Mike | |
Tyson Triflin, exciting, well precise | |
And I gotta let em know that | |
I still been right | |
You talk on me strong | |
Just cuz I'm rich dont mean that it dont sound hungry | |
Count if you wanna | |
Hope you think cuz you little | |
I wont jump on ya | |
You betta remember that | |
When you be droppin that bullshit | |
You lucky | |
I'm in a good mood right now | |
But I'm lettin you know how it could get | |
If I was the preacher | |
Yall niggaz would run when | |
I step off the pulpit | |
If I was you | |
I'd leave me alone | |
Cuz bitch | |
I aint nothin to fool with | |
But if it is on ya mind | |
You got somethin to prove, then go head and do it | |
I get so vivid | |
I wouldnt be able to make a better picture if | |
I could You understand my platinum | |
Then fuck up my raps, semi tracks | |
No matter wheter kickin a verse or smokin a sack | |
I'll fuck over you, yea | |
I'm makin a habit of hurtin they head and bustin they ass | |
Fuckin they woman and takin they spotlight, makin em mad | |
Chorus & talking til fade |
zuò cí : Tyler, Vickers | |
I had thought i heard u laughin, talkin trash | |
Bitch, whats happenin | |
Start shit but dont take it | |
Pull it out, put it on your ass | |
Some of y' all niggaz still got the game fucked up this year | |
But I ain' t gonna have it | |
Tryna talk about anotha muthafucka on a record | |
And the bitch aint got no cabbage | |
Hopin somebody can tell me whats wrong with this picture | |
Dont think you can put out whateva you want | |
And I aint gonna come back in the bitch and come getcha | |
Imma find out where ya hang at | |
Where ya old lady live and what time you be there | |
Go scope out ya ride | |
Follow ya to work and bring that heat | |
Duck and whooo! from this fuckin fool | |
Monkey see, monkey do nigga | |
So you cant be the man right chea too | |
Theres none afta this | |
Not anotha livin | |
M. C. as hazardous | |
And as talented and handsome, ghetto fabulous | |
Keep em off my back | |
Wheneva they comin | |
I bring that double | |
In a minute y' all niggaz dont show no love | |
Its gonna be trouble | |
These niggaz here get ya name bent | |
Washed up anybody yall sent | |
Gotta watch these niggaz, they get outta line | |
I put em in they place every time they nut up | |
Gotta stop em from spreadin them lies | |
Bust em in they mouth and make em shut up | |
Get up! Come here! | |
Neva seen me cut up, ya must not be from here | |
Im four and none here | |
Dont have me to bring up the shit | |
I' ve done here | |
Reach blazin temperatures | |
So please come wit ya sun gear | |
Whoop the sleeves off of muthafuckas that try to run in here | |
Serious look on my face | |
And a boot in my mouth and balled up fists | |
These niggaz dont want my trouble | |
But its too late for em, gotta accept this shit | |
Chorus: Tryna sound like me | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could Tryna be like me | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could nigga You wanna do what I do? | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would if | |
U could nigga You wanna take my style? | |
U would if | |
U could nigga | |
U would, but | |
U cant, so | |
U aint! From the moment that i slid in the door | |
They know | |
I' m back cuz you can hear it in the floor | |
But afta I rap bitches aint feelin it nomore | |
Wanna talk that shit, betta kno what to come with | |
If you jump in the water | |
Then ya ass betta throw up before i start ballin | |
And if you eva fuck with what | |
I be recording | |
Imma flush you down the toilet | |
And if you eva come at me wrong with a mike | |
Imma throw you in the gutter | |
I cant be scared these niggaz | |
And they disrespect me cuz im from | |
New Orleans | |
We dont play that shit | |
When these niggaz and they really want me to get started | |
Make it painful cuz | |
I dont think so | |
I be bustin til | |
I cant Thats what | |
I where that tank for | |
Hittin with the speed of | |
Roy Jones | |
Jr. And the strength of | |
Iron Mike | |
Tyson Triflin, exciting, well precise | |
And I gotta let em know that | |
I still been right | |
You talk on me strong | |
Just cuz I' m rich dont mean that it dont sound hungry | |
Count if you wanna | |
Hope you think cuz you little | |
I wont jump on ya | |
You betta remember that | |
When you be droppin that bullshit | |
You lucky | |
I' m in a good mood right now | |
But I' m lettin you know how it could get | |
If I was the preacher | |
Yall niggaz would run when | |
I step off the pulpit | |
If I was you | |
I' d leave me alone | |
Cuz bitch | |
I aint nothin to fool with | |
But if it is on ya mind | |
You got somethin to prove, then go head and do it | |
I get so vivid | |
I wouldnt be able to make a better picture if | |
I could You understand my platinum | |
Then fuck up my raps, semi tracks | |
No matter wheter kickin a verse or smokin a sack | |
I' ll fuck over you, yea | |
I' m makin a habit of hurtin they head and bustin they ass | |
Fuckin they woman and takin they spotlight, makin em mad | |
Chorus talking til fade |