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作曲 : Terry Grey & T. Grey & Inga Marchand & MJG & Premro Smith |
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作词 : Smith |
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Let's get it hype, ********** |
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Let's get it crump |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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[eightball] |
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Pass me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump |
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If a ********** disrespect me i'mma prove my ************t and dump |
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Blast ryhmes like i pump, turn your belly to jelly |
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Veteran mc, i don't think you rookies is ready |
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Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit |
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I run with suave, always packin' something to kill with |
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Feel this ************, when i get rich i'mma still hustle |
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Go down in history, paper taller then bill russel |
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Kilo flows, i got 'em hid in the ba******t |
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Choppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face ************t |
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Eight ball, f-a-t m-a-c-k, known for layin' it down |
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And doin' ************t the playa way |
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Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret |
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Space-age pimpin' means i don't do free ************t |
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Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me |
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Yours truly, signed eightball and mjg |
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[mjg] |
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1 - all my hard core **********s, what you want to do? |
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My real thug-ass **********s, what you want to do? |
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All my money making ******* if you ride with me |
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I'mma pimp 'till i die and i'mma ride for free |
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Now where them real ******* at |
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Where them real ******* at |
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Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh? |
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And where my buck **********s at |
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Where my buck **********s at |
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Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on |
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[foxy brown] |
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I ain't new to this |
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Damn nice ************ that's true to this |
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Money ain't never been a thing to me |
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Always stack my dough, holla back (uh) |
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Ass fat, thighs thick, ********* perfect |
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Inhale the cheese from here to tel aviv |
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Y'all know it, ************t i don't bluff |
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And no dough? i dont ********** 'em |
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********** i'mma fake for? |
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Make mine's, i'mma take yours |
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Cuz i'm no ********** like love b'fore |
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Make ************ scream like, gimme some more |
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If a ********** broke, what'd you ********** him for? |
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Waste of time |
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It's like we playette minds |
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Dont stop, get it get it |
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*******, take it from a real mother******' pro |
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Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these **********s |
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They gon' pimp if you let them |
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From ny to the dirty south |
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And them *******' dime tight |
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I got my mind right |
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And my ice got the ************ne right |
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And if it don't blind ******* |
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When them lights hit the wrist? |
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You won't be sticking ************t |
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You be lickin' this |
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Repeat 1 |
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[mjg] |
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I'm the pimp mother*********, baby |
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Ice cold, stories so high |
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I pimp the whole village twice |
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So tight fold crease right on the president's nose |
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Pimp clothes, drinkin straight henney'and buckstrum |
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Touch toed, hoes take a centerfold pose |
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Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those |
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Pros, slam those |
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Game tied tight like bows, we never close |
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Three-sixty-five, twenty-four |
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Hand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' sold |
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Plus a load of killer, as chronic gettin' blowed |
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Keep it froze, tucked up in a tupperware bowl |
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Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old |
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Forever flows, i take it down as deep as it can go |
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Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros |
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We're pu************n' hoes |
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************s get erect like poles, pay the toll |
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Mjg is in control |
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Repeat 1 |
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[juvenile] |
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Peep dis', you and them boys need to slow down |
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Up in the morning in the court, it's 'bout to go down |
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There's no remorse now, better expose rounds |
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Them jackets be on the lose until the **** is found |
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Juvenile's my name, ************ |
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I represent it to the end, the same ************t |
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Niggers don't be wearin suits on theses blocks |
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All you see is your boys and reeboks |
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A thin hat to the back with a strap too |
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Willin' to bust a ********** ass if he had to |
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If you feel the same my nigger, you's a hot boy |
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Blocka, blocka, blocka |
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Better get up off the block, boy |
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Call for the cops, boy your mommy or pops, boy |
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Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy |
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You want props ha, you sold to the cops ha |
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You in a cell block ha, cuz you too hot ha |
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Repeat 1 |
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[mjg] |
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Where the real ones at? be-atch... |
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Oh, you know how we feel |
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About all you 'wanna be' ass ghetto super stars |
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Wanna be like 'me ass" **********s |
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Tryin' to be like foxy brown ******* |
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I give a ********** about your intermureal status, motha **********a |
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You ain't nobody |
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We been doing this, been doin' this ************t |
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We go way back with this baby |
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Talkin' about this real ************t on the mutha ******' microphone |
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Pimps and hoes and gettin' money |
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Tricks and hoes and ******' |
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Mutha ******' clothes and ************t ridin' vogues and ************t |
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********** riding on 20's and ************t |
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********** what chu got? |
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Brand new-assed ********** |
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You don't know nothin' about this game |
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Come on |
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Repeat 1 until fade |