歌曲 | Don't Get Caught |
歌手 | Young Jeezy |
专辑 | Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brown, Crowe, Jenkins, Ortiz | |
Shit man, fuck | |
Drivers license and registration please | |
Hey what’s up, sir, ah, look ah | |
Sir, could you please step out the car | |
Oh, not a problem, officer, it’s all good | |
I’m just, you know | |
I’m sayin’ | |
Come here to drop my lil boy off | |
At my, baby momma house | |
On the way here, you know | |
Here go my license right here, okay | |
Trunk full of yoda, heated situation | |
Flashlight in ma eyes, he want ma registration, what? | |
Should I stay, should | |
I run?Got hard, got soft, got pills, got guns for real | |
My driver’s license is revoked | |
Just got done burnin’ so | |
I know he smell the smoke, damn | |
But never let ‘em see you see sweat‘ | |
Cause if he search your trunk, he might find the tec | |
Or a bag full of | |
O's, wrapped in duct tape | |
Nigga, between some dirty ass clothes | |
But I talk to him the right way, | |
He told me, slow it down and have a nice day | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it’s okay to floss | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught‘ | |
Cause everythin' you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it’s still one rule, pimpin’ don’t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss‘ | |
Cause it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
And you can ride clean, shorty you ain’t gotta walk | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
Some niggas rob, what, some niggas slang, for real | |
Some niggas stack, naw some niggas bang, chill | |
But I congratulate not playa hate | |
You in the streets pimpin’, make ya move, get ya cake | |
Fuck what you heard through the grapevine | |
Get outta line, nigga, | |
I’ma straighten mine | |
And I don’t believe in wastin’ time | |
Well, catch them hoes later, stay on ya grind, that’s right | |
Gotta a low tolerance for ignorance, ignorance | |
You thinkin’ pleasure | |
I’m thinkin’ business | |
The streets didn’t raise no fool | |
When you live by the code, nigga it’s only one rule | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it’s okay to floss | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught‘ | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it’s still one rule, pimpin’ don’t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss‘ | |
Cause it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain’t gotta walk | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
Got the phone call, had a funny feelin’, feelin’ | |
Told him everythin' was cool and | |
I was chillin’, chillin’ | |
We use to chill out and smoke blunts | |
And I ain’t seen him in a while maybe a couple months | |
Said he wanna holler, he seemed anxious | |
First thing on ma mind, is go and get the strainers | |
Make his folks pay a ransom ‘bout him | |
On that bullshit make a good example out him | |
This nigga high, he on fire, fire | |
I hope his ass ain’t wearin’ no wire | |
Naw dog, you bullshittin’ | |
Said his partner set him up, tha nigga snitchin’ | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it’s okay to floss | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught‘ | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everything you lost | |
But it’s still one rule, pimpin’ don’t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss‘ | |
Cause it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain’t gotta walk | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it’s okay to floss | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught‘ | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it’s still one rule, pimpin’ don’t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss‘ | |
Cause it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain’t gotta walk | |
But it’s still one rule, player don’t get caught |
zuo qu : Brown, Crowe, Jenkins, Ortiz | |
Shit man, fuck | |
Drivers license and registration please | |
Hey what' s up, sir, ah, look ah | |
Sir, could you please step out the car | |
Oh, not a problem, officer, it' s all good | |
I' m just, you know | |
I' m sayin' | |
Come here to drop my lil boy off | |
At my, baby momma house | |
On the way here, you know | |
Here go my license right here, okay | |
Trunk full of yoda, heated situation | |
Flashlight in ma eyes, he want ma registration, what? | |
Should I stay, should | |
I run? Got hard, got soft, got pills, got guns for real | |
My driver' s license is revoked | |
Just got done burnin' so | |
I know he smell the smoke, damn | |
But never let ' em see you see sweat' | |
Cause if he search your trunk, he might find the tec | |
Or a bag full of | |
O' s, wrapped in duct tape | |
Nigga, between some dirty ass clothes | |
But I talk to him the right way, | |
He told me, slow it down and have a nice day | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everythin' you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
And you can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
Some niggas rob, what, some niggas slang, for real | |
Some niggas stack, naw some niggas bang, chill | |
But I congratulate not playa hate | |
You in the streets pimpin', make ya move, get ya cake | |
Fuck what you heard through the grapevine | |
Get outta line, nigga, | |
I' ma straighten mine | |
And I don' t believe in wastin' time | |
Well, catch them hoes later, stay on ya grind, that' s right | |
Gotta a low tolerance for ignorance, ignorance | |
You thinkin' pleasure | |
I' m thinkin' business | |
The streets didn' t raise no fool | |
When you live by the code, nigga it' s only one rule | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
Got the phone call, had a funny feelin', feelin' | |
Told him everythin' was cool and | |
I was chillin', chillin' | |
We use to chill out and smoke blunts | |
And I ain' t seen him in a while maybe a couple months | |
Said he wanna holler, he seemed anxious | |
First thing on ma mind, is go and get the strainers | |
Make his folks pay a ransom ' bout him | |
On that bullshit make a good example out him | |
This nigga high, he on fire, fire | |
I hope his ass ain' t wearin' no wire | |
Naw dog, you bullshittin' | |
Said his partner set him up, tha nigga snitchin' | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everything you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught |
zuò qǔ : Brown, Crowe, Jenkins, Ortiz | |
Shit man, fuck | |
Drivers license and registration please | |
Hey what' s up, sir, ah, look ah | |
Sir, could you please step out the car | |
Oh, not a problem, officer, it' s all good | |
I' m just, you know | |
I' m sayin' | |
Come here to drop my lil boy off | |
At my, baby momma house | |
On the way here, you know | |
Here go my license right here, okay | |
Trunk full of yoda, heated situation | |
Flashlight in ma eyes, he want ma registration, what? | |
Should I stay, should | |
I run? Got hard, got soft, got pills, got guns for real | |
My driver' s license is revoked | |
Just got done burnin' so | |
I know he smell the smoke, damn | |
But never let ' em see you see sweat' | |
Cause if he search your trunk, he might find the tec | |
Or a bag full of | |
O' s, wrapped in duct tape | |
Nigga, between some dirty ass clothes | |
But I talk to him the right way, | |
He told me, slow it down and have a nice day | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everythin' you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
And you can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
Some niggas rob, what, some niggas slang, for real | |
Some niggas stack, naw some niggas bang, chill | |
But I congratulate not playa hate | |
You in the streets pimpin', make ya move, get ya cake | |
Fuck what you heard through the grapevine | |
Get outta line, nigga, | |
I' ma straighten mine | |
And I don' t believe in wastin' time | |
Well, catch them hoes later, stay on ya grind, that' s right | |
Gotta a low tolerance for ignorance, ignorance | |
You thinkin' pleasure | |
I' m thinkin' business | |
The streets didn' t raise no fool | |
When you live by the code, nigga it' s only one rule | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
Got the phone call, had a funny feelin', feelin' | |
Told him everythin' was cool and | |
I was chillin', chillin' | |
We use to chill out and smoke blunts | |
And I ain' t seen him in a while maybe a couple months | |
Said he wanna holler, he seemed anxious | |
First thing on ma mind, is go and get the strainers | |
Make his folks pay a ransom ' bout him | |
On that bullshit make a good example out him | |
This nigga high, he on fire, fire | |
I hope his ass ain' t wearin' no wire | |
Naw dog, you bullshittin' | |
Said his partner set him up, tha nigga snitchin' | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everything you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can do your thing, shawty, it' s okay to floss | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught' | |
Cause everything you gain, dog and everythin' you lost | |
But it' s still one rule, pimpin' don' t get caught | |
For every hoe you hit, dog and every hoe you toss' | |
Cause it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught | |
You can ride clean, shorty you ain' t gotta walk | |
But it' s still one rule, player don' t get caught |