歌曲 | Keep It Hype (Clean Version) |
歌手 | Mystikal |
专辑 | Ghetto Fabulous |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mystikal | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Mic, check , check, check check | |
You can hear me? | |
I'm loud enough? | |
Mic mic, microphone, check, check | |
Can you hear me? | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
People say that nigga crazy, | |
I'm throwin' off, | |
I raise my voice up then, go off | |
The king of different, | |
Titan of screamin' chantin' louder than | |
A hundred people clappin' keep them ****in' speakers crackin' | |
Rockin' it, about to roll the sticker on the tag can't make it ragged | |
Vocals that'll blow horns 'til your ass in traction | |
Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket | |
Bling bling comin' through, not excuse me | |
I'm the nigga that's makin' this loud ass music | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, You know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
The doctor slapped my ass, so | |
I've been hollerin' since an infant | |
Gotta make sure they hear me 'cause | |
I wants my attention | |
Disturb the class, so | |
I stayed in detention | |
Couldn't whisper when | |
I was talkin' so they sent me to the office | |
The principal say, "Young man what seem to be the problem?" | |
Said, "I try to be quiet but I just can't seem to lower the volume""Hmm, what's your name?" "Michael Tyler""Perhaps you'd be interested in joining our school choir?" | |
Said, "Nah, that's for funny boys""Either that or a suspension," | |
While you roll, here | |
I come boy | |
I wanna holla, but | |
I gotta try | |
Doe ray mi fah soh! | |
Ahh no!That ain't gonna cut it, that ain't gonna get it | |
Then the teacher said, "Maybe you can try something mathematic" | |
But I'm too clumsy so | |
I went to the band | |
But I made more noise honkin' than | |
I did when | |
I was playin' | |
Yikes! That ain't workin' so | |
I'm leavin' | |
The very next day | |
I was in R | |
O T CHad no problems soundin' off like | |
I had a pair, three four | |
But I just ain't like them tight ass green pants that | |
I had to wear | |
All this time inside, made me tired, on top of that | |
One of my teachers wanna see my ass outside | |
I went downstairs to the yard | |
When I got there | |
I seen my teacher with about eight fine broads | |
I said, "You lookin' for me? I'm the one who be talkin' loud" | |
She said, "Damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin' squad" | |
Hell no, never ever | |
TrevorEither that or a report card filled with the | |
F letterGo, team, fight, win | |
Nah this shit ain't cool, **** these teachers and this school | |
I gotta loud mouth but | |
I don't know what to use it for' | |
Til they told me that they was gon' put me in the talent show | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like?I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don't need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
YikesYikes | |
Yikes... |
zuo ci : Mystikal | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Mic, check , check, check check | |
You can hear me? | |
I' m loud enough? | |
Mic mic, microphone, check, check | |
Can you hear me? | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
People say that nigga crazy, | |
I' m throwin' off, | |
I raise my voice up then, go off | |
The king of different, | |
Titan of screamin' chantin' louder than | |
A hundred people clappin' keep them in' speakers crackin' | |
Rockin' it, about to roll the sticker on the tag can' t make it ragged | |
Vocals that' ll blow horns ' til your ass in traction | |
Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket | |
Bling bling comin' through, not excuse me | |
I' m the nigga that' s makin' this loud ass music | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, You know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
The doctor slapped my ass, so | |
I' ve been hollerin' since an infant | |
Gotta make sure they hear me ' cause | |
I wants my attention | |
Disturb the class, so | |
I stayed in detention | |
Couldn' t whisper when | |
I was talkin' so they sent me to the office | |
The principal say, " Young man what seem to be the problem?" | |
Said, " I try to be quiet but I just can' t seem to lower the volume"" Hmm, what' s your name?" " Michael Tyler"" Perhaps you' d be interested in joining our school choir?" | |
Said, " Nah, that' s for funny boys"" Either that or a suspension," | |
While you roll, here | |
I come boy | |
I wanna holla, but | |
I gotta try | |
Doe ray mi fah soh! | |
Ahh no! That ain' t gonna cut it, that ain' t gonna get it | |
Then the teacher said, " Maybe you can try something mathematic" | |
But I' m too clumsy so | |
I went to the band | |
But I made more noise honkin' than | |
I did when | |
I was playin' | |
Yikes! That ain' t workin' so | |
I' m leavin' | |
The very next day | |
I was in R | |
O T CHad no problems soundin' off like | |
I had a pair, three four | |
But I just ain' t like them tight ass green pants that | |
I had to wear | |
All this time inside, made me tired, on top of that | |
One of my teachers wanna see my ass outside | |
I went downstairs to the yard | |
When I got there | |
I seen my teacher with about eight fine broads | |
I said, " You lookin' for me? I' m the one who be talkin' loud" | |
She said, " Damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin' squad" | |
Hell no, never ever | |
TrevorEither that or a report card filled with the | |
F letterGo, team, fight, win | |
Nah this shit ain' t cool, these teachers and this school | |
I gotta loud mouth but | |
I don' t know what to use it for' | |
Til they told me that they was gon' put me in the talent show | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
YikesYikes | |
Yikes... |
zuò cí : Mystikal | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Testin', testin', testin' | |
You can hear me, what what what? | |
Mic, check , check, check check | |
You can hear me? | |
I' m loud enough? | |
Mic mic, microphone, check, check | |
Can you hear me? | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
People say that nigga crazy, | |
I' m throwin' off, | |
I raise my voice up then, go off | |
The king of different, | |
Titan of screamin' chantin' louder than | |
A hundred people clappin' keep them in' speakers crackin' | |
Rockin' it, about to roll the sticker on the tag can' t make it ragged | |
Vocals that' ll blow horns ' til your ass in traction | |
Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket | |
Bling bling comin' through, not excuse me | |
I' m the nigga that' s makin' this loud ass music | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, You know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
The doctor slapped my ass, so | |
I' ve been hollerin' since an infant | |
Gotta make sure they hear me ' cause | |
I wants my attention | |
Disturb the class, so | |
I stayed in detention | |
Couldn' t whisper when | |
I was talkin' so they sent me to the office | |
The principal say, " Young man what seem to be the problem?" | |
Said, " I try to be quiet but I just can' t seem to lower the volume"" Hmm, what' s your name?" " Michael Tyler"" Perhaps you' d be interested in joining our school choir?" | |
Said, " Nah, that' s for funny boys"" Either that or a suspension," | |
While you roll, here | |
I come boy | |
I wanna holla, but | |
I gotta try | |
Doe ray mi fah soh! | |
Ahh no! That ain' t gonna cut it, that ain' t gonna get it | |
Then the teacher said, " Maybe you can try something mathematic" | |
But I' m too clumsy so | |
I went to the band | |
But I made more noise honkin' than | |
I did when | |
I was playin' | |
Yikes! That ain' t workin' so | |
I' m leavin' | |
The very next day | |
I was in R | |
O T CHad no problems soundin' off like | |
I had a pair, three four | |
But I just ain' t like them tight ass green pants that | |
I had to wear | |
All this time inside, made me tired, on top of that | |
One of my teachers wanna see my ass outside | |
I went downstairs to the yard | |
When I got there | |
I seen my teacher with about eight fine broads | |
I said, " You lookin' for me? I' m the one who be talkin' loud" | |
She said, " Damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin' squad" | |
Hell no, never ever | |
TrevorEither that or a report card filled with the | |
F letterGo, team, fight, win | |
Nah this shit ain' t cool, these teachers and this school | |
I gotta loud mouth but | |
I don' t know what to use it for' | |
Til they told me that they was gon' put me in the talent show | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
Yikes, you know what | |
I like? I keep it hype, the words that | |
I writeI rock the whole crowd, | |
I don' t need a mic | |
I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might | |
YikesYikes | |
Yikes... |