| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Walt Dewgarde/Jack McNair/B. Powell/D. Yates |
| [00:02.67][Verse 1: Top Dog] | |
| [00:19.92] | I figured that my mental is kinda into the life of crimes |
| [00:23.13] | So you find, that you will get hit one time |
| [00:25.56] | With the shotty, cause we know that anybody is a body |
| [00:28.56] | So **** around when Top D-O-G's in the zone |
| [00:30.81] | You be slippin' into darkness with the chrome to ya dome |
| [00:33.24] | Soldier boy, don't be takin' Boot Camp for no toy |
| [00:35.94] | Be the first one in the hole when po-po starts to roll |
| [00:38.43] | On ya posse, cause we know ya posse's punani |
| [00:41.07] | And forever dreaming, time for y'all to stop schemin' |
| [00:43.71] | Cuz if tomorrow never comes, y'all be the only ones leaving |
| [00:46.26] | In a pine box, cause I'mma straight shots |
| [00:48.75] | And I won't stop, til all them body drop |
| [00:50.91][Verse 2: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [00:51.45] | To shots to him brain, punk tryna maintain in pain |
| [00:54.15] | But it's insane how you was raised in this game |
| [00:56.97] | Streets is hectic, you should of been on ya best bitch |
| [01:00.00] | I don't feel sorry that we had to wet shit |
| [01:01.95] | But sound of a tre, pound is fired |
| [01:04.50] | It must be tension, niggas wanna elevate |
| [01:06.72] | But not when nigga listens, he's on his own |
| [01:08.88] | Trapped in a zone, thinkin' it's fun |
| [01:10.86] | Forever stuck, project people runnin' to the Gunn |
| [01:13.20] | To see the one, who ass has just got done |
| [01:15.69] | Now tell a story, who fought back |
| [01:17.67] | But then clapped a dead homey, end of story |
| [01:20.22] | Feel and oldy took ya forty, Sluggah |
| [01:22.32] | From the Ville is gettin' naughty and real blessed |
| [01:24.54] | Many men get mingled, many get mashed |
| [01:26.79] | But how many times must we get up in that ass |
| [01:29.13][Verse 3: Starang Wondah] | |
| [01:29.70] | Ruthless, who's this, coming through ya speakers |
| [01:31.71] | Everything is wreck, I'm on the set like boricua's |
| [01:34.17] | Original, criminals, style subliminal |
| [01:36.66] | Gettin' rid of you, fake emcee's, I put that ass in critical condition |
| [01:39.90] | For niggas that be hopin' and wishing |
| [01:41.79] | Strang' ain't comin' up ya block with Glock ammunition |
| [01:44.40] | Like lord have mercy, Starang don't hurt me |
| [01:46.98] | Heltah Skeltah melt ya ass like Hershey's |
| [01:49.83] | My Mac clips make niggas do back flips |
| [01:52.11] | Them tactics need practice, make you act as if this shit |
| [01:55.62] | That I be kicking ain't for real, pack more steel |
| [01:58.32] | Then four wheels at the Dog Hill |
| [02:00.66] | Commercial rap get the gun clap |
| [02:13.20][Skit] | |
| [02:13.62][Verse 4: Starang Wondah] | |
| [02:17.67] | Saying we ain't dope, when I saw ya punk ass scoping |
| [02:28.47] | You was on my dick until Buckshot 'got ya opin' |
| [02:31.02] | Too hot to handle, no I can't stand y'all |
| [02:33.57] | Punk ass niggas get blown out like Orlando |
| [02:36.15] | (Crept and crawled, but still got swept in four) |
| [02:38.76] | It's a shame, Mr. Starang, hang ya like a picture frame |
| [02:41.37] | Booyakah, **** who you are, didn't get ya name |
| [02:43.95] | Niggas couldn't hang if Lisa Fischer eased the pain |
| [02:46.38] | And brains blow, so I say **** this |
| [02:48.36] | Let my nigga Rock bring the Ruck-us |
| [02:50.28] | Niggas talk shit, then they leaving here on crutches |
| [02:52.89][Verse 5: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [02:53.70] | I, cock, back, relax and swing |
| [02:55.26] | Ringin' ears, is what the Sluggah from the Ville bring |
| [02:58.11] | Upon them weak crews, them can't do me nothing |
| [03:00.75] | Dare cross this path, gassed up and making something |
| [03:03.33] | Huffin', bluffin', punk in my path |
| [03:05.85] | Voice raise glass, and I don't think that you can ask routes |
| [03:08.52] | Stand me, I bambi, ass of a wack cat, with my back half black |
| [03:12.54] | So whose a dandy, he, L-O-U-I-E Ville Sluggah |
| [03:16.02] | Coming for ya, so mutha****as run for cover |
| [03:17.97][Verse 6: Top Dog] | |
| [03:18.48] | This is another, warrior sound that goes around |
| [03:21.12] | And go' around, like them punks from underground |
| [03:23.61] | Catchin' beatdowns, they not hard to the core |
| [03:26.28] | They don't really want no war, when them rays hit the floor |
| [03:28.83] | Now this is for me, this is what I gotta do |
| [03:31.50] | To let them niggas know, that ain't no fear in this man here |
| [03:34.47] | But of course we know anybody die |
| [03:36.51] | But be sure to rely, OGC will multiply and do or die |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Walt Dewgarde Jack McNair B. Powell D. Yates |
| [00:02.67][Verse 1: Top Dog] | |
| [00:19.92] | I figured that my mental is kinda into the life of crimes |
| [00:23.13] | So you find, that you will get hit one time |
| [00:25.56] | With the shotty, cause we know that anybody is a body |
| [00:28.56] | So around when Top DOG' s in the zone |
| [00:30.81] | You be slippin' into darkness with the chrome to ya dome |
| [00:33.24] | Soldier boy, don' t be takin' Boot Camp for no toy |
| [00:35.94] | Be the first one in the hole when popo starts to roll |
| [00:38.43] | On ya posse, cause we know ya posse' s punani |
| [00:41.07] | And forever dreaming, time for y' all to stop schemin' |
| [00:43.71] | Cuz if tomorrow never comes, y' all be the only ones leaving |
| [00:46.26] | In a pine box, cause I' mma straight shots |
| [00:48.75] | And I won' t stop, til all them body drop |
| [00:50.91][Verse 2: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [00:51.45] | To shots to him brain, punk tryna maintain in pain |
| [00:54.15] | But it' s insane how you was raised in this game |
| [00:56.97] | Streets is hectic, you should of been on ya best bitch |
| [01:00.00] | I don' t feel sorry that we had to wet shit |
| [01:01.95] | But sound of a tre, pound is fired |
| [01:04.50] | It must be tension, niggas wanna elevate |
| [01:06.72] | But not when nigga listens, he' s on his own |
| [01:08.88] | Trapped in a zone, thinkin' it' s fun |
| [01:10.86] | Forever stuck, project people runnin' to the Gunn |
| [01:13.20] | To see the one, who ass has just got done |
| [01:15.69] | Now tell a story, who fought back |
| [01:17.67] | But then clapped a dead homey, end of story |
| [01:20.22] | Feel and oldy took ya forty, Sluggah |
| [01:22.32] | From the Ville is gettin' naughty and real blessed |
| [01:24.54] | Many men get mingled, many get mashed |
| [01:26.79] | But how many times must we get up in that ass |
| [01:29.13][Verse 3: Starang Wondah] | |
| [01:29.70] | Ruthless, who' s this, coming through ya speakers |
| [01:31.71] | Everything is wreck, I' m on the set like boricua' s |
| [01:34.17] | Original, criminals, style subliminal |
| [01:36.66] | Gettin' rid of you, fake emcee' s, I put that ass in critical condition |
| [01:39.90] | For niggas that be hopin' and wishing |
| [01:41.79] | Strang' ain' t comin' up ya block with Glock ammunition |
| [01:44.40] | Like lord have mercy, Starang don' t hurt me |
| [01:46.98] | Heltah Skeltah melt ya ass like Hershey' s |
| [01:49.83] | My Mac clips make niggas do back flips |
| [01:52.11] | Them tactics need practice, make you act as if this shit |
| [01:55.62] | That I be kicking ain' t for real, pack more steel |
| [01:58.32] | Then four wheels at the Dog Hill |
| [02:00.66] | Commercial rap get the gun clap |
| [02:13.20][Skit] | |
| [02:13.62][Verse 4: Starang Wondah] | |
| [02:17.67] | Saying we ain' t dope, when I saw ya punk ass scoping |
| [02:28.47] | You was on my dick until Buckshot ' got ya opin' |
| [02:31.02] | Too hot to handle, no I can' t stand y' all |
| [02:33.57] | Punk ass niggas get blown out like Orlando |
| [02:36.15] | Crept and crawled, but still got swept in four |
| [02:38.76] | It' s a shame, Mr. Starang, hang ya like a picture frame |
| [02:41.37] | Booyakah, who you are, didn' t get ya name |
| [02:43.95] | Niggas couldn' t hang if Lisa Fischer eased the pain |
| [02:46.38] | And brains blow, so I say this |
| [02:48.36] | Let my nigga Rock bring the Ruckus |
| [02:50.28] | Niggas talk shit, then they leaving here on crutches |
| [02:52.89][Verse 5: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [02:53.70] | I, cock, back, relax and swing |
| [02:55.26] | Ringin' ears, is what the Sluggah from the Ville bring |
| [02:58.11] | Upon them weak crews, them can' t do me nothing |
| [03:00.75] | Dare cross this path, gassed up and making something |
| [03:03.33] | Huffin', bluffin', punk in my path |
| [03:05.85] | Voice raise glass, and I don' t think that you can ask routes |
| [03:08.52] | Stand me, I bambi, ass of a wack cat, with my back half black |
| [03:12.54] | So whose a dandy, he, LOUIE Ville Sluggah |
| [03:16.02] | Coming for ya, so mutha as run for cover |
| [03:17.97][Verse 6: Top Dog] | |
| [03:18.48] | This is another, warrior sound that goes around |
| [03:21.12] | And go' around, like them punks from underground |
| [03:23.61] | Catchin' beatdowns, they not hard to the core |
| [03:26.28] | They don' t really want no war, when them rays hit the floor |
| [03:28.83] | Now this is for me, this is what I gotta do |
| [03:31.50] | To let them niggas know, that ain' t no fear in this man here |
| [03:34.47] | But of course we know anybody die |
| [03:36.51] | But be sure to rely, OGC will multiply and do or die |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Walt Dewgarde Jack McNair B. Powell D. Yates |
| [00:02.67][Verse 1: Top Dog] | |
| [00:19.92] | I figured that my mental is kinda into the life of crimes |
| [00:23.13] | So you find, that you will get hit one time |
| [00:25.56] | With the shotty, cause we know that anybody is a body |
| [00:28.56] | So around when Top DOG' s in the zone |
| [00:30.81] | You be slippin' into darkness with the chrome to ya dome |
| [00:33.24] | Soldier boy, don' t be takin' Boot Camp for no toy |
| [00:35.94] | Be the first one in the hole when popo starts to roll |
| [00:38.43] | On ya posse, cause we know ya posse' s punani |
| [00:41.07] | And forever dreaming, time for y' all to stop schemin' |
| [00:43.71] | Cuz if tomorrow never comes, y' all be the only ones leaving |
| [00:46.26] | In a pine box, cause I' mma straight shots |
| [00:48.75] | And I won' t stop, til all them body drop |
| [00:50.91][Verse 2: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [00:51.45] | To shots to him brain, punk tryna maintain in pain |
| [00:54.15] | But it' s insane how you was raised in this game |
| [00:56.97] | Streets is hectic, you should of been on ya best bitch |
| [01:00.00] | I don' t feel sorry that we had to wet shit |
| [01:01.95] | But sound of a tre, pound is fired |
| [01:04.50] | It must be tension, niggas wanna elevate |
| [01:06.72] | But not when nigga listens, he' s on his own |
| [01:08.88] | Trapped in a zone, thinkin' it' s fun |
| [01:10.86] | Forever stuck, project people runnin' to the Gunn |
| [01:13.20] | To see the one, who ass has just got done |
| [01:15.69] | Now tell a story, who fought back |
| [01:17.67] | But then clapped a dead homey, end of story |
| [01:20.22] | Feel and oldy took ya forty, Sluggah |
| [01:22.32] | From the Ville is gettin' naughty and real blessed |
| [01:24.54] | Many men get mingled, many get mashed |
| [01:26.79] | But how many times must we get up in that ass |
| [01:29.13][Verse 3: Starang Wondah] | |
| [01:29.70] | Ruthless, who' s this, coming through ya speakers |
| [01:31.71] | Everything is wreck, I' m on the set like boricua' s |
| [01:34.17] | Original, criminals, style subliminal |
| [01:36.66] | Gettin' rid of you, fake emcee' s, I put that ass in critical condition |
| [01:39.90] | For niggas that be hopin' and wishing |
| [01:41.79] | Strang' ain' t comin' up ya block with Glock ammunition |
| [01:44.40] | Like lord have mercy, Starang don' t hurt me |
| [01:46.98] | Heltah Skeltah melt ya ass like Hershey' s |
| [01:49.83] | My Mac clips make niggas do back flips |
| [01:52.11] | Them tactics need practice, make you act as if this shit |
| [01:55.62] | That I be kicking ain' t for real, pack more steel |
| [01:58.32] | Then four wheels at the Dog Hill |
| [02:00.66] | Commercial rap get the gun clap |
| [02:13.20][Skit] | |
| [02:13.62][Verse 4: Starang Wondah] | |
| [02:17.67] | Saying we ain' t dope, when I saw ya punk ass scoping |
| [02:28.47] | You was on my dick until Buckshot ' got ya opin' |
| [02:31.02] | Too hot to handle, no I can' t stand y' all |
| [02:33.57] | Punk ass niggas get blown out like Orlando |
| [02:36.15] | Crept and crawled, but still got swept in four |
| [02:38.76] | It' s a shame, Mr. Starang, hang ya like a picture frame |
| [02:41.37] | Booyakah, who you are, didn' t get ya name |
| [02:43.95] | Niggas couldn' t hang if Lisa Fischer eased the pain |
| [02:46.38] | And brains blow, so I say this |
| [02:48.36] | Let my nigga Rock bring the Ruckus |
| [02:50.28] | Niggas talk shit, then they leaving here on crutches |
| [02:52.89][Verse 5: Louieville Sluggah] | |
| [02:53.70] | I, cock, back, relax and swing |
| [02:55.26] | Ringin' ears, is what the Sluggah from the Ville bring |
| [02:58.11] | Upon them weak crews, them can' t do me nothing |
| [03:00.75] | Dare cross this path, gassed up and making something |
| [03:03.33] | Huffin', bluffin', punk in my path |
| [03:05.85] | Voice raise glass, and I don' t think that you can ask routes |
| [03:08.52] | Stand me, I bambi, ass of a wack cat, with my back half black |
| [03:12.54] | So whose a dandy, he, LOUIE Ville Sluggah |
| [03:16.02] | Coming for ya, so mutha as run for cover |
| [03:17.97][Verse 6: Top Dog] | |
| [03:18.48] | This is another, warrior sound that goes around |
| [03:21.12] | And go' around, like them punks from underground |
| [03:23.61] | Catchin' beatdowns, they not hard to the core |
| [03:26.28] | They don' t really want no war, when them rays hit the floor |
| [03:28.83] | Now this is for me, this is what I gotta do |
| [03:31.50] | To let them niggas know, that ain' t no fear in this man here |
| [03:34.47] | But of course we know anybody die |
| [03:36.51] | But be sure to rely, OGC will multiply and do or die |
| [00:02.67] | |
| [00:19.92] | 我意识到我的精神已沉溺于犯罪生活 |
| [00:23.13] | 所以你会发现 迟早要挨上一记 |
| [00:25.56] | 用霰弹枪 因为我们知道任何人都只是具躯壳 |
| [00:28.56] | 当顶级猎犬进入状态时 最好别乱来 |
| [00:30.81] | 你会滑入黑暗 枪管抵住你脑门 |
| [00:33.24] | 大兵男孩 别把新兵训练营当儿戏 |
| [00:35.94] | 条子出动时 你肯定是第一个进坑的 |
| [00:38.43] | 盯上你们团伙 因为我们知道你们都是软蛋 |
| [00:41.07] | 永远在做梦 是时候停止你们的阴谋 |
| [00:43.71] | 因为若明天不再来临 离开的只会是你们 |
| [00:46.26] | 躺在松木棺材里 我枪法精准 |
| [00:48.75] | 绝不会停手 直到所有躯壳倒地 |
| [00:50.91] | |
| [00:51.45] | 两枪爆头 混混还想强撑痛苦 |
| [00:54.15] | 但你在游戏里长大的方式实在疯狂 |
| [00:56.97] | 街头险恶 你本该保持最高警惕 |
| [01:00.00] | 我们不得不开火 我毫无歉意 |
| [01:01.95] | 三磅大麻点燃 枪声轰鸣 |
| [01:04.50] | 肯定是紧张局势 有人想上位 |
| [01:06.72] | 但当兄弟独自聆听时 他孤立无援 |
| [01:08.88] | 陷入困境 还以为很有趣 |
| [01:10.86] | 永远困在贫民窟 人们奔向枪声 |
| [01:13.20] | 去看那个刚被解决的家伙 |
| [01:15.69] | 现在讲故事 谁曾反抗 |
| [01:17.67] | 但最终击毙了自家兄弟 故事结束 |
| [01:20.22] | 感觉像老歌 夺走你点四零 斯鲁格 |
| [01:22.32] | 来自维尔的坏小子得天独厚 |
| [01:24.54] | 多少人被卷入 多少人被粉碎 |
| [01:26.79] | 但我们还要多少次爆他们屁股 |
| [01:29.13] | |
| [01:29.70] | 冷酷无情 谁在穿透你的音响 |
| [01:31.71] | 一切都被摧毁 我像波多黎各人般掌控现场 |
| [01:34.17] | 原生态的罪犯 风格潜移默化 |
| [01:36.66] | 清除你们这些冒牌MC 让你们危在旦夕 |
| [01:39.90] | 对于那些整天幻想的人 |
| [01:41.79] | 星昂可不会带着格洛克子弹拜访你们街区 |
| [01:44.40] | 像在说"上帝饶恕" 星昂别伤害我 |
| [01:46.98] | 骷髅团把你融化成好时巧克力 |
| [01:49.83] | 我的MAC弹匣让混混后空翻 |
| [01:52.11] | 那些花招需要练习 让你假装这一切 |
| [01:55.62] | 我踢出的狠招都是假的 多备点钢铁 |
| [01:58.32] | 比狗山的四轮驱动更硬核 |
| [02:00.66] | 商业说唱吃枪子儿 |
| [02:13.20] | |
| [02:13.62] | |
| [02:17.67] | 说我们不够狠 当我看见你偷偷摸摸 |
| [02:28.47] | 你原本巴结我 直到巴克斯hot让你闭嘴 |
| [02:31.02] | 太火爆难以掌控 我实在受不了你们 |
| [02:33.57] | 废物黑鬼像奥兰多烟花被炸飞 |
| [02:36.15] | (匍匐前进 仍被四连发扫倒) |
| [02:38.76] | 真遗憾 星昂先生 把你像画框挂起来 |
| [02:41.37] | 布雅卡 管你是谁 名字都不配记 |
| [02:43.95] | 丽莎·费雪来止痛 你们也撑不住 |
| [02:46.38] | 脑浆四溅 所以去他妈的 |
| [02:48.36] | 让我兄弟洛克带来暴乱 |
| [02:50.28] | 放屁的黑鬼 最后都拄拐离开 |
| [02:52.89] | |
| [02:53.70] | 我 上膛 后拉 放松 扣扳机 |
| [02:55.26] | 维尔来的斯鲁格 专治耳鸣 |
| [02:58.11] | 对付那些弱鸡团队 他们奈何不了我 |
| [03:00.75] | 敢挡这条路 加足油门搞大事 |
| [03:03.33] | 虚张声势的废物挡我道 |
| [03:05.85] | 提高音量干杯 你根本没资格问路线 |
| [03:08.52] | 对抗我 我像班比 废物的屁股 我后背半黑 |
| [03:12.54] | 谁是花花公子 我 L-O-U-I-E 维尔·斯鲁格 |
| [03:16.02] | 来取你狗命 所以混蛋们快逃命 |
| [03:17.97] | |
| [03:18.48] | 这是又一轮 战士之声席卷四方 |
| [03:21.12] | 来回碾压 就像地下冒出的废物 |
| [03:23.61] | 挨着暴打 他们根本不算硬核 |
| [03:26.28] | 当子弹落地 他们根本不想打仗 |
| [03:28.83] | 这就是我的使命 我必须这么做 |
| [03:31.50] | 让那些黑鬼知道 这男人无所畏惧 |
| [03:34.47] | 当然我们都知道人终有一死 |
| [03:36.51] | 但请相信 OGC会生生不息 誓死奋战 |
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