Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha 歌词
| 歌曲 | Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha |
| 歌手 | Kurupt |
| 专辑 | Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Arnaud, Brown | |
| [kurupt]Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz | |
| Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash | |
| Double up the dough, double my money | |
| They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain't nothin funny | |
| You can't survive, off no conversation wit words | |
| Betta get up off yo ass *****, go flip some birds | |
| Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast | |
| My first words are my last | |
| I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits | |
| First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit | |
| Parachute and jump, held high on a stump | |
| Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt[chorus] | |
| The streets is a mutha*****a | |
| **** game, rock game, *******, packages sold, pick a row | |
| Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go | |
| Gotta let um know the game, mutha*****a fo' sho | |
| In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's | |
| I ain't got time fo none of you *******es, so ***** off hoe | |
| Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers[daz] | |
| Automatics rang out, you left dead ***** wit yo brains out | |
| Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out | |
| Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery | |
| Wow daz a safari, in a p? ? ? | |
| Pay the cops off as | |
| I peel out and jet | |
| It ain't no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks | |
| ***** we bury you alive in cement, that's what we meant | |
| Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn't *******t | |
| Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done | |
| One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs | |
| Struggle with heron and | |
| I'll tell you apart | |
| Through my veins and through my heart | |
| That's when the drama will start | |
| ***** gimme what you got, let off some more shots | |
| Run through what you got, destroy yo block | |
| Got a dealings ever ever was your spot | |
| When the nine goes pop, that's when yo homeboys drop[chorus][kurupt] | |
| I seen it befo' 44's explode | |
| *****'s fall on the flo', the hardest ***** on the flo' | |
| The hoes like, do what the ***** ever a ***** say | |
| It's like this everyday on the streets of l.a | |
| Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank | |
| I'm a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank | |
| Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| The gangsta gang mutha*****a, it's on dawn to dust | |
| Well ***** wonder what we doing, it ain't really nothing to us | |
| Plus you ain't nothin' to us, you can't do nothing to us (noooo)[daz] | |
| I represented and presented the bloodbath | |
| Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed | |
| We grab for the oppurtunities that'll soon to be a chance | |
| At the eulogy, | |
| I knew you be dead, while in prison | |
| Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck | |
| Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches[chorus][childs voice] | |
| Shut the ***** up, ***** (*****) |
| zuo ci : Arnaud, Brown | |
| kurupt Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz | |
| Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash | |
| Double up the dough, double my money | |
| They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain' t nothin funny | |
| You can' t survive, off no conversation wit words | |
| Betta get up off yo ass , go flip some birds | |
| Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast | |
| My first words are my last | |
| I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits | |
| First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit | |
| Parachute and jump, held high on a stump | |
| Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt chorus | |
| The streets is a mutha a | |
| game, rock game, , packages sold, pick a row | |
| Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go | |
| Gotta let um know the game, mutha a fo' sho | |
| In and out do' s, chrome, rollin in sixtyfo' s | |
| I ain' t got time fo none of you es, so off hoe | |
| Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers daz | |
| Automatics rang out, you left dead wit yo brains out | |
| Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out | |
| Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery | |
| Wow daz a safari, in a p? ? ? | |
| Pay the cops off as | |
| I peel out and jet | |
| It ain' t no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks | |
| we bury you alive in cement, that' s what we meant | |
| Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn' t t | |
| Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done | |
| One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs | |
| Struggle with heron and | |
| I' ll tell you apart | |
| Through my veins and through my heart | |
| That' s when the drama will start | |
| gimme what you got, let off some more shots | |
| Run through what you got, destroy yo block | |
| Got a dealings ever ever was your spot | |
| When the nine goes pop, that' s when yo homeboys drop chorus kurupt | |
| I seen it befo' 44' s explode | |
| ' s fall on the flo', the hardest on the flo' | |
| The hoes like, do what the ever a say | |
| It' s like this everyday on the streets of l. a | |
| Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank | |
| I' m a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank | |
| Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| The gangsta gang mutha a, it' s on dawn to dust | |
| Well wonder what we doing, it ain' t really nothing to us | |
| Plus you ain' t nothin' to us, you can' t do nothing to us noooo daz | |
| I represented and presented the bloodbath | |
| Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed | |
| We grab for the oppurtunities that' ll soon to be a chance | |
| At the eulogy, | |
| I knew you be dead, while in prison | |
| Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck | |
| Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches chorus childs voice | |
| Shut the up, |
| zuò cí : Arnaud, Brown | |
| kurupt Daz and kurupt, kurupt and daz | |
| Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash | |
| Double up the dough, double my money | |
| They can boil and bubble, get a grip ain' t nothin funny | |
| You can' t survive, off no conversation wit words | |
| Betta get up off yo ass , go flip some birds | |
| Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast | |
| My first words are my last | |
| I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits | |
| First enfulltry of riders on a global pursuit | |
| Parachute and jump, held high on a stump | |
| Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt chorus | |
| The streets is a mutha a | |
| game, rock game, , packages sold, pick a row | |
| Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go | |
| Gotta let um know the game, mutha a fo' sho | |
| In and out do' s, chrome, rollin in sixtyfo' s | |
| I ain' t got time fo none of you es, so off hoe | |
| Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers daz | |
| Automatics rang out, you left dead wit yo brains out | |
| Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out | |
| Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery | |
| Wow daz a safari, in a p? ? ? | |
| Pay the cops off as | |
| I peel out and jet | |
| It ain' t no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks | |
| we bury you alive in cement, that' s what we meant | |
| Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn' t t | |
| Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done | |
| One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs | |
| Struggle with heron and | |
| I' ll tell you apart | |
| Through my veins and through my heart | |
| That' s when the drama will start | |
| gimme what you got, let off some more shots | |
| Run through what you got, destroy yo block | |
| Got a dealings ever ever was your spot | |
| When the nine goes pop, that' s when yo homeboys drop chorus kurupt | |
| I seen it befo' 44' s explode | |
| ' s fall on the flo', the hardest on the flo' | |
| The hoes like, do what the ever a say | |
| It' s like this everyday on the streets of l. a | |
| Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank | |
| I' m a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank | |
| Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us | |
| The gangsta gang mutha a, it' s on dawn to dust | |
| Well wonder what we doing, it ain' t really nothing to us | |
| Plus you ain' t nothin' to us, you can' t do nothing to us noooo daz | |
| I represented and presented the bloodbath | |
| Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed | |
| We grab for the oppurtunities that' ll soon to be a chance | |
| At the eulogy, | |
| I knew you be dead, while in prison | |
| Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck | |
| Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches chorus childs voice | |
| Shut the up, |
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