作词 : Santiago, Sermon, Stinson ... | |
(feat. Daytona, Khari) | |
Yo, uh, Erick | |
Sermonnn Yo, uh, huh, | |
J Khari Santiago, uh, uh, uh | |
Daytona, uh-uh, uh | |
Uh-huh, sixteen machines | |
Uh, yo.. yo.. [Erick Sermon] | |
Aiyyo Mark turn me up | |
Watch DJ's in the club burn me up like "new music (?)" | |
Same dog, | |
Boss Hog, my style's | |
Hazard, Duke | |
The truth? | |
I'm big enough to | |
Skywalk with | |
Luke I am revolutionary rhyme ready | |
Phase one mic stage one yo let's go! | |
Jump jump - or feel the react of this pump pump - twelve gauge'n blaze (uhh) | |
Everytime | |
I bring it hard for them niggaz like new whips, out the garage for them niggaz like | |
Here's somethin for those who see past | |
The new MB with the spaceship dash | |
I come through in a two-thousand-fo' | |
Chicks holla out, "UH-OH!" like | |
I'm Nelly | |
Yo, I come with the real front page | |
Like Dame did, homeboy in "Backstage" [Chorus: x2] | |
Aiyyo watch us do it (go 'head baby) | |
Ain't nuttin to it (go 'head baby) | |
You had your chance and blew it (go 'head baby) | |
All my niggaz are - move it's nuttin [Daytona] | |
E'rybody in the club better up them thangs | |
When it's beef best believe | |
I up that thang | |
Five seconds or less to up that chain | |
When I clutch that thang and, touch yo' brain | |
I'm, seventeen with twenty inches on | |
Impala Retros and | |
Naughty sweats, out to make a dollar | |
Now most ya cats couldn't picture this, consecutive hit after hit, it's ridiculous, conspicous | |
Talk that | |
I speak when | |
I walk down the street | |
Yeah I walk with the heat and | |
I talk to the beat | |
For the haters, that say ' | |
Tona don't got it | |
Pants stay low and the flow stay knotted | |
It ain't the game, it's the players involved | |
World premier mother****er with a bunch of co-stars | |
Watch got mad colors like a bowl of | |
Trix Niggaz broke they whole life but still a benefit [Chorus] [Khari] | |
Uh, I roll with major hitters, | |
Dutch and | |
Vega splitters | |
I know what y'all thinkin - it's a takeover | |
The unfriendly zone young guns is older | |
You'll get smashed, need | |
Jenny Jones to makeover your face | |
I'm high because | |
I hate sober | |
Pussy patrol pull up in the | |
Range Rover | |
And you get to know that don't want to know ya (that's right) | |
I hit chickens like | |
I had pads on my shoulders | |
Slick with this, ridiculous | |
Rap bidness you're soft with bitch in parenthesis | |
My sentences'll make the hottest modern rappers feel defenseless, jumpin over fences | |
I'm accomodatin all ya hatin lyricists | |
Spiritual lift, kidney shift | |
Ribs is cracked, lips is split, necks are slit | |
I do all kinda extra shit, heck with it | |
We the hecklers in the front, checkin ya texture | |
Ya teflon don't protect, waist down and neck up | |
I trailerpark and just trash ya rap up | |
Ya want some more? | |
**** it, wait until the next cut |
zuo ci : Santiago, Sermon, Stinson ... | |
feat. Daytona, Khari | |
Yo, uh, Erick | |
Sermonnn Yo, uh, huh, | |
J Khari Santiago, uh, uh, uh | |
Daytona, uhuh, uh | |
Uhhuh, sixteen machines | |
Uh, yo.. yo.. Erick Sermon | |
Aiyyo Mark turn me up | |
Watch DJ' s in the club burn me up like " new music ?" | |
Same dog, | |
Boss Hog, my style' s | |
Hazard, Duke | |
The truth? | |
I' m big enough to | |
Skywalk with | |
Luke I am revolutionary rhyme ready | |
Phase one mic stage one yo let' s go! | |
Jump jump or feel the react of this pump pump twelve gauge' n blaze uhh | |
Everytime | |
I bring it hard for them niggaz like new whips, out the garage for them niggaz like | |
Here' s somethin for those who see past | |
The new MB with the spaceship dash | |
I come through in a twothousandfo' | |
Chicks holla out, " UHOH!" like | |
I' m Nelly | |
Yo, I come with the real front page | |
Like Dame did, homeboy in " Backstage" Chorus: x2 | |
Aiyyo watch us do it go ' head baby | |
Ain' t nuttin to it go ' head baby | |
You had your chance and blew it go ' head baby | |
All my niggaz are move it' s nuttin Daytona | |
E' rybody in the club better up them thangs | |
When it' s beef best believe | |
I up that thang | |
Five seconds or less to up that chain | |
When I clutch that thang and, touch yo' brain | |
I' m, seventeen with twenty inches on | |
Impala Retros and | |
Naughty sweats, out to make a dollar | |
Now most ya cats couldn' t picture this, consecutive hit after hit, it' s ridiculous, conspicous | |
Talk that | |
I speak when | |
I walk down the street | |
Yeah I walk with the heat and | |
I talk to the beat | |
For the haters, that say ' | |
Tona don' t got it | |
Pants stay low and the flow stay knotted | |
It ain' t the game, it' s the players involved | |
World premier mother er with a bunch of costars | |
Watch got mad colors like a bowl of | |
Trix Niggaz broke they whole life but still a benefit Chorus Khari | |
Uh, I roll with major hitters, | |
Dutch and | |
Vega splitters | |
I know what y' all thinkin it' s a takeover | |
The unfriendly zone young guns is older | |
You' ll get smashed, need | |
Jenny Jones to makeover your face | |
I' m high because | |
I hate sober | |
Pussy patrol pull up in the | |
Range Rover | |
And you get to know that don' t want to know ya that' s right | |
I hit chickens like | |
I had pads on my shoulders | |
Slick with this, ridiculous | |
Rap bidness you' re soft with bitch in parenthesis | |
My sentences' ll make the hottest modern rappers feel defenseless, jumpin over fences | |
I' m accomodatin all ya hatin lyricists | |
Spiritual lift, kidney shift | |
Ribs is cracked, lips is split, necks are slit | |
I do all kinda extra shit, heck with it | |
We the hecklers in the front, checkin ya texture | |
Ya teflon don' t protect, waist down and neck up | |
I trailerpark and just trash ya rap up | |
Ya want some more? | |
it, wait until the next cut |
zuò cí : Santiago, Sermon, Stinson ... | |
feat. Daytona, Khari | |
Yo, uh, Erick | |
Sermonnn Yo, uh, huh, | |
J Khari Santiago, uh, uh, uh | |
Daytona, uhuh, uh | |
Uhhuh, sixteen machines | |
Uh, yo.. yo.. Erick Sermon | |
Aiyyo Mark turn me up | |
Watch DJ' s in the club burn me up like " new music ?" | |
Same dog, | |
Boss Hog, my style' s | |
Hazard, Duke | |
The truth? | |
I' m big enough to | |
Skywalk with | |
Luke I am revolutionary rhyme ready | |
Phase one mic stage one yo let' s go! | |
Jump jump or feel the react of this pump pump twelve gauge' n blaze uhh | |
Everytime | |
I bring it hard for them niggaz like new whips, out the garage for them niggaz like | |
Here' s somethin for those who see past | |
The new MB with the spaceship dash | |
I come through in a twothousandfo' | |
Chicks holla out, " UHOH!" like | |
I' m Nelly | |
Yo, I come with the real front page | |
Like Dame did, homeboy in " Backstage" Chorus: x2 | |
Aiyyo watch us do it go ' head baby | |
Ain' t nuttin to it go ' head baby | |
You had your chance and blew it go ' head baby | |
All my niggaz are move it' s nuttin Daytona | |
E' rybody in the club better up them thangs | |
When it' s beef best believe | |
I up that thang | |
Five seconds or less to up that chain | |
When I clutch that thang and, touch yo' brain | |
I' m, seventeen with twenty inches on | |
Impala Retros and | |
Naughty sweats, out to make a dollar | |
Now most ya cats couldn' t picture this, consecutive hit after hit, it' s ridiculous, conspicous | |
Talk that | |
I speak when | |
I walk down the street | |
Yeah I walk with the heat and | |
I talk to the beat | |
For the haters, that say ' | |
Tona don' t got it | |
Pants stay low and the flow stay knotted | |
It ain' t the game, it' s the players involved | |
World premier mother er with a bunch of costars | |
Watch got mad colors like a bowl of | |
Trix Niggaz broke they whole life but still a benefit Chorus Khari | |
Uh, I roll with major hitters, | |
Dutch and | |
Vega splitters | |
I know what y' all thinkin it' s a takeover | |
The unfriendly zone young guns is older | |
You' ll get smashed, need | |
Jenny Jones to makeover your face | |
I' m high because | |
I hate sober | |
Pussy patrol pull up in the | |
Range Rover | |
And you get to know that don' t want to know ya that' s right | |
I hit chickens like | |
I had pads on my shoulders | |
Slick with this, ridiculous | |
Rap bidness you' re soft with bitch in parenthesis | |
My sentences' ll make the hottest modern rappers feel defenseless, jumpin over fences | |
I' m accomodatin all ya hatin lyricists | |
Spiritual lift, kidney shift | |
Ribs is cracked, lips is split, necks are slit | |
I do all kinda extra shit, heck with it | |
We the hecklers in the front, checkin ya texture | |
Ya teflon don' t protect, waist down and neck up | |
I trailerpark and just trash ya rap up | |
Ya want some more? | |
it, wait until the next cut |