Handle Your Time

Handle Your Time 歌词

歌曲 Handle Your Time
歌手 Prince Paul
专辑 Prince Among Thieves
下载 Image LRC TXT
作词 : Glover, Joiner, Murphy ...
(feat. Kid Creole, Sadat X, Xzibit)
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
Oh my goodness! Look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it's a light-weight
And he got a smirk on his face like it's all of that
Yeah, well we gone see what it is
[Convict 1/Xzibit]
What you in for, everything under the sun
Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike, so Xzibit can't go home
Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-low
My family might mistake you for an undercover C-O
Last one that tried didn't make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
You see the judge, but he don't budge
That's you're third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, straight up
Wit the shank, get more time in the tank
Ask Hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is ****in his wife
[Convict 1/Xzibit]
Just because I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin stop
Her-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you slide
But tomorrow you'll be confronted wit the two's in the side
If you a smart motha****er, you'll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a Cannanite in the wrong place
BEAT HIM DOWN, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a case
Low-class, got a dozen free visitors pass
Plus the female C-Order wanna give me some ass
[Chorus x2/Sadat X]
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don't, well it's only your loss
You're only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time like a man yo
[Convict 1/Xzibit]
So it's my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
**** stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say "Who the **** is that?"
The X-Man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna **** wit these
Murders and felonies keep you company ("YEAH!")
[Convict 3/Kid Creole]
And yes y'all, come on in ("YEAH")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook niggas ("YEAH")
Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking ("YEAH")
A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ("YEAH"), drug slingers, and gun
Clappers
Even bitch-ass, shook-ass niggas ("YEAH") like y'all
Get on your ?("YEAH"), get out the blood on your ?married character?
Kitten-ass faces ("YEAH"), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop
[echoes]
[Convict 2/Sadat X]
I'm all good, as I telephone my hood
At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you can't bid your time by stayin in the cell
I'm gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat pink caps, New York to California
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and tell em "Yo try those!"
Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don't act like a sucka
Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest motha****er
Use control, put a cat in whole if he's broke
And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my bail
[Chorus]
[Convict 2/Sadat X (Convict 3/Kid Creole)]
Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man
(Oh what? Oh shut the **** up!)
Somebody got some at least some money man (Nigga what!)
Or something man, I ain't get no letters man
(You gone be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas forgettin about me man
(I'll poke y'all, don't come on the island)
Namsayin, supposed to be my crew
(Don't be on the island when I get there)
Can't even make collect phone calls
(Motha****er, what ah um!)
Tryin to jam my collect calls now
(You will be mines tonight motha****er!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna write me (Mine you hear me!)
I ain't got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
(You'll be mine tonight motha****er!)
Ain't nobody put no money on my book
(Don't fall asleep tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm starvin in here
This ain't no fun
zuo ci : Glover, Joiner, Murphy ...
feat. Kid Creole, Sadat X, Xzibit
Convict 2 Sadat X
Oh my goodness! Look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it' s a lightweight
And he got a smirk on his face like it' s all of that
Yeah, well we gone see what it is
Convict 1 Xzibit
What you in for, everything under the sun
Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun
That' s my third strike, so Xzibit can' t go home
Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
Don' t ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the dlow
My family might mistake you for an undercover CO
Last one that tried didn' t make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin
Convict 2 Sadat X
You see the judge, but he don' t budge
That' s you' re third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, straight up
Wit the shank, get more time in the tank
Ask Hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is in his wife
Convict 1 Xzibit
Just because I' m locked down don' t mean the hustlin stop
Heroine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today I' m lettin you slide
But tomorrow you' ll be confronted wit the two' s in the side
If you a smart motha er, you' ll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We' re I' m from, time is money and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a Cannanite in the wrong place
BEAT HIM DOWN, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, ' fore he catchin a case
Lowclass, got a dozen free visitors pass
Plus the female COrder wanna give me some ass
Chorus x2 Sadat X
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don' t, well it' s only your loss
You' re only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time like a man yo
Convict 1 Xzibit
So it' s my twentythird birthday, drinkin brewno
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say " Who the is that?"
The XMan, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don' t wanna wit these
Murders and felonies keep you company " YEAH!"
Convict 3 Kid Creole
And yes y' all, come on in " YEAH"
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft bootyass shook niggas " YEAH"
Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking " YEAH"
A sleepover for pimps, private hustlers " YEAH", drug slingers, and gun
Clappers
Even bitchass, shookass niggas " YEAH" like y' all
Get on your nbsp?" YEAH", get out the blood on your nbsp? married character?
Kittenass faces " YEAH", niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop
echoes
Convict 2 Sadat X
I' m all good, as I telephone my hood
At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you can' t bid your time by stayin in the cell
I' m gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I' m in fat pink caps, New York to California
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and tell em " Yo try those!"
Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don' t act like a sucka
Ain' t you ain' t got to be the wildest motha er
Use control, put a cat in whole if he' s broke
And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
Aiyyo I ain' t tryin to jail, somebody post my bail
Chorus
Convict 2 Sadat X Convict 3 Kid Creole
Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man
Oh what? Oh shut the up!
Somebody got some at least some money man Nigga what!
Or something man, I ain' t get no letters man
You gone be my bitch tonight, what
Niggas forgettin about me man
I' ll poke y' all, don' t come on the island
Namsayin, supposed to be my crew
Don' t be on the island when I get there
Can' t even make collect phone calls
Motha er, what ah um!
Tryin to jam my collect calls now
You will be mines tonight motha er!
Nobody ain' t home, nobody wanna write me Mine you hear me!
I ain' t got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
You' ll be mine tonight motha er!
Ain' t nobody put no money on my book
Don' t fall asleep tonight bitch!
It' s like I' m starvin in here
This ain' t no fun
zuò cí : Glover, Joiner, Murphy ...
feat. Kid Creole, Sadat X, Xzibit
Convict 2 Sadat X
Oh my goodness! Look what they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it' s a lightweight
And he got a smirk on his face like it' s all of that
Yeah, well we gone see what it is
Convict 1 Xzibit
What you in for, everything under the sun
Recently, got me first degree wit a hot gun
That' s my third strike, so Xzibit can' t go home
Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
Don' t ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the dlow
My family might mistake you for an undercover CO
Last one that tried didn' t make it past bookin
Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin
Convict 2 Sadat X
You see the judge, but he don' t budge
That' s you' re third felony, I believe strike three
Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, straight up
Wit the shank, get more time in the tank
Ask Hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is in his wife
Convict 1 Xzibit
Just because I' m locked down don' t mean the hustlin stop
Heroine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so today I' m lettin you slide
But tomorrow you' ll be confronted wit the two' s in the side
If you a smart motha er, you' ll be fallin wit mine
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
We' re I' m from, time is money and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a Cannanite in the wrong place
BEAT HIM DOWN, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, ' fore he catchin a case
Lowclass, got a dozen free visitors pass
Plus the female COrder wanna give me some ass
Chorus x2 Sadat X
This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don' t, well it' s only your loss
You' re only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
Handle your time like a man yo
Convict 1 Xzibit
So it' s my twentythird birthday, drinkin brewno
You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say " Who the is that?"
The XMan, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don' t wanna wit these
Murders and felonies keep you company " YEAH!"
Convict 3 Kid Creole
And yes y' all, come on in " YEAH"
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft bootyass shook niggas " YEAH"
Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking " YEAH"
A sleepover for pimps, private hustlers " YEAH", drug slingers, and gun
Clappers
Even bitchass, shookass niggas " YEAH" like y' all
Get on your nbsp?" YEAH", get out the blood on your nbsp? married character?
Kittenass faces " YEAH", niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop
echoes
Convict 2 Sadat X
I' m all good, as I telephone my hood
At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
But you can' t bid your time by stayin in the cell
I' m gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
Where I' m in fat pink caps, New York to California
Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin cats pills, and tell em " Yo try those!"
Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight
We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don' t act like a sucka
Ain' t you ain' t got to be the wildest motha er
Use control, put a cat in whole if he' s broke
And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
Aiyyo I ain' t tryin to jail, somebody post my bail
Chorus
Convict 2 Sadat X Convict 3 Kid Creole
Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man
Oh what? Oh shut the up!
Somebody got some at least some money man Nigga what!
Or something man, I ain' t get no letters man
You gone be my bitch tonight, what
Niggas forgettin about me man
I' ll poke y' all, don' t come on the island
Namsayin, supposed to be my crew
Don' t be on the island when I get there
Can' t even make collect phone calls
Motha er, what ah um!
Tryin to jam my collect calls now
You will be mines tonight motha er!
Nobody ain' t home, nobody wanna write me Mine you hear me!
I ain' t got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
You' ll be mine tonight motha er!
Ain' t nobody put no money on my book
Don' t fall asleep tonight bitch!
It' s like I' m starvin in here
This ain' t no fun
Handle Your Time 歌词
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