歌曲 | Freestyle Joint |
歌手 | Luke |
专辑 | In The Nude |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Campbell | |
(featuring Clayvosie Debonaire Fresh Kid Ice JT Money) | |
Intro: Luke | |
Awwwwwwwww shit! Ha ha yeah! Luke Records in the motherfuckin' | |
House we gon' freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo .... | |
Clayvosie in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Home Team in the mother motherfuckin' house! | |
J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the motherfuckin' house! | |
*Aak!* Fresh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Fre sh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin', house, | |
*ak!*, Clay-vo-sie, just get on the mike and do what ya like! | |
Verse 1: Clayvosie | |
'Vosie gettin' busy in motherfuckin' '93 | |
Freakin' all the hoes and gettin' plenty pussy | |
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin' Tom | |
When you're home alone you might wanna gimme some | |
Then here I go creepin' in your window | |
Bend that ass over and I'ma fuck you like a dirty hoe | |
You know I'm pimpin' all hoes in the '90s | |
The only place I want a bitch to stand is behind me | |
'Cause I'm cool like that, with my big-ass gat, | |
And my sawed-off pump in the back | |
For any nigga with beef in their fuckin' teeth, | |
Wanna be like a player but you can't compete | |
So I be fuckin' hoes, and fuckin' up niggas | |
And still gettin' paid, so watch me get bigger | |
Brand new, on the scene with my nigga Luke | |
>From the bottom, niggas, so what you wanna do? | |
Chorus(4x): | |
("Let's take it to the stage, sucka!") | |
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice | |
Out of Chinatown, bitches on the dick | |
And I'm just rappin' to a Kid Ice flick | |
From a plate of rice to a pot of gumbo | |
I'll eat ya ass up 'cause it's time to rumble | |
'Cause your bitch is on the dick 'cause of who I am | |
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman | |
Comin' from the bottom, straight to the top | |
Comin' clean and housin' your spot | |
Hoes, they love me 'cause they say I'm crazy | |
Since I'm runnin' 'round town, pluckin' them daisies | |
Whip ya whole ass when I fuck her | |
'Cause I'd rather a bitch who'll kneel down and pucker | |
Luke put me down, and I come off | |
Since I fucked your hoe, I'ma piss you off | |
Fuck with Chinaman, and you die | |
When my black bag open', gunshots run wild! | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: Debonaire | |
Well hey yo, I'm catchin' wreck | |
Chillin' by the projects, money got the high-techs | |
Goin' till the break o'dawn, never see bed | |
Get red when I said, got gats plus the (???) | |
Flip-time, better parlay in front o' me | |
I'm goin' out and showin' out shots from the uzi | |
Once again I'm here to buck the fate talk game | |
Magazines get picked like shirt to bloodstains | |
I'ma serve heat to the chumps who forget theyself | |
I'm steppin' back from the crowd and then it's on | |
I got the hand-skills for the county kid big man | |
So, money-grip, better chill with the ill | |
It's the Beatstreet, not the same Jay (?) | |
Home Team boogie down in the house and it's on | |
And ya don't stop, punk crews can't top this | |
Bad land's in the house (?) I'm out to rock it, Beatstreet! | |
Chorus | |
Interval: Luke | |
Yo, it ain't nothin' but a lil' freestyle thing to do! Home Team boogie in | |
The house, Clayvosie, Clayvosie, Fresh Kid Ice, twice as nice, yo, check | |
This out - Mike Fresh on the beats, Eddie mix' on the mix, yours truly, | |
Just swervin' and curvin' this thing. Yo, JT Money - tell these niggas | |
'bout some of that Rufftown Behavior! | |
Verse 4: JT Money | |
Time to rip, money-grip, a nigga tired of waitin' | |
Pass the mic like Marino, I'll catch it like Mark Clayton | |
Yeah, it's that nigga, | |
JT in effect, and my dick's gotten a lil' bigger | |
So I'm talkin' more shit in the Nine-Tre | |
Fuck the police, 'cause motherfuckin' crime pays | |
Peace to them hoes that suck dick | |
If you don't, go get hit by a truck, bitch! | |
I kicks the raw shit, not the flaw shit | |
Pull out my 4-5th, niggas hit the floor quick | |
Peace to Ram and my main man U-Y | |
If I could sing I would shooby-dooby-doo | |
While I might be rippin', nobody else is rippin' | |
Peace to the homies, fuck them niggas that be trippin' | |
Poison Clan niggas in the house, don't fuck around | |
Peace! I'm out, comin' from Rufftown, nigga! | |
ChorusThanks to thudord |
zuo ci : Campbell | |
featuring Clayvosie Debonaire Fresh Kid Ice JT Money | |
Intro: Luke | |
Awwwwwwwww shit! Ha ha yeah! Luke Records in the motherfuckin' | |
House we gon' freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo .... | |
Clayvosie in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Home Team in the mother motherfuckin' house! | |
J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Aak! Fresh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Fre sh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin', house, | |
ak!, Clayvosie, just get on the mike and do what ya like! | |
Verse 1: Clayvosie | |
' Vosie gettin' busy in motherfuckin' ' 93 | |
Freakin' all the hoes and gettin' plenty pussy | |
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin' Tom | |
When you' re home alone you might wanna gimme some | |
Then here I go creepin' in your window | |
Bend that ass over and I' ma fuck you like a dirty hoe | |
You know I' m pimpin' all hoes in the ' 90s | |
The only place I want a bitch to stand is behind me | |
' Cause I' m cool like that, with my bigass gat, | |
And my sawedoff pump in the back | |
For any nigga with beef in their fuckin' teeth, | |
Wanna be like a player but you can' t compete | |
So I be fuckin' hoes, and fuckin' up niggas | |
And still gettin' paid, so watch me get bigger | |
Brand new, on the scene with my nigga Luke | |
From the bottom, niggas, so what you wanna do? | |
Chorus 4x: | |
" Let' s take it to the stage, sucka!" | |
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice | |
Out of Chinatown, bitches on the dick | |
And I' m just rappin' to a Kid Ice flick | |
From a plate of rice to a pot of gumbo | |
I' ll eat ya ass up ' cause it' s time to rumble | |
' Cause your bitch is on the dick ' cause of who I am | |
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman | |
Comin' from the bottom, straight to the top | |
Comin' clean and housin' your spot | |
Hoes, they love me ' cause they say I' m crazy | |
Since I' m runnin' ' round town, pluckin' them daisies | |
Whip ya whole ass when I fuck her | |
' Cause I' d rather a bitch who' ll kneel down and pucker | |
Luke put me down, and I come off | |
Since I fucked your hoe, I' ma piss you off | |
Fuck with Chinaman, and you die | |
When my black bag open', gunshots run wild! | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: Debonaire | |
Well hey yo, I' m catchin' wreck | |
Chillin' by the projects, money got the hightechs | |
Goin' till the break o' dawn, never see bed | |
Get red when I said, got gats plus the ??? | |
Fliptime, better parlay in front o' me | |
I' m goin' out and showin' out shots from the uzi | |
Once again I' m here to buck the fate talk game | |
Magazines get picked like shirt to bloodstains | |
I' ma serve heat to the chumps who forget theyself | |
I' m steppin' back from the crowd and then it' s on | |
I got the handskills for the county kid big man | |
So, moneygrip, better chill with the ill | |
It' s the Beatstreet, not the same Jay ? | |
Home Team boogie down in the house and it' s on | |
And ya don' t stop, punk crews can' t top this | |
Bad land' s in the house ? I' m out to rock it, Beatstreet! | |
Chorus | |
Interval: Luke | |
Yo, it ain' t nothin' but a lil' freestyle thing to do! Home Team boogie in | |
The house, Clayvosie, Clayvosie, Fresh Kid Ice, twice as nice, yo, check | |
This out Mike Fresh on the beats, Eddie mix' on the mix, yours truly, | |
Just swervin' and curvin' this thing. Yo, JT Money tell these niggas | |
' bout some of that Rufftown Behavior! | |
Verse 4: JT Money | |
Time to rip, moneygrip, a nigga tired of waitin' | |
Pass the mic like Marino, I' ll catch it like Mark Clayton | |
Yeah, it' s that nigga, | |
JT in effect, and my dick' s gotten a lil' bigger | |
So I' m talkin' more shit in the NineTre | |
Fuck the police, ' cause motherfuckin' crime pays | |
Peace to them hoes that suck dick | |
If you don' t, go get hit by a truck, bitch! | |
I kicks the raw shit, not the flaw shit | |
Pull out my 45th, niggas hit the floor quick | |
Peace to Ram and my main man UY | |
If I could sing I would shoobydoobydoo | |
While I might be rippin', nobody else is rippin' | |
Peace to the homies, fuck them niggas that be trippin' | |
Poison Clan niggas in the house, don' t fuck around | |
Peace! I' m out, comin' from Rufftown, nigga! | |
ChorusThanks to thudord |
zuò cí : Campbell | |
featuring Clayvosie Debonaire Fresh Kid Ice JT Money | |
Intro: Luke | |
Awwwwwwwww shit! Ha ha yeah! Luke Records in the motherfuckin' | |
House we gon' freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo .... | |
Clayvosie in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Home Team in the mother motherfuckin' house! | |
J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Aak! Fresh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin' house! | |
Fre sh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin', house, | |
ak!, Clayvosie, just get on the mike and do what ya like! | |
Verse 1: Clayvosie | |
' Vosie gettin' busy in motherfuckin' ' 93 | |
Freakin' all the hoes and gettin' plenty pussy | |
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin' Tom | |
When you' re home alone you might wanna gimme some | |
Then here I go creepin' in your window | |
Bend that ass over and I' ma fuck you like a dirty hoe | |
You know I' m pimpin' all hoes in the ' 90s | |
The only place I want a bitch to stand is behind me | |
' Cause I' m cool like that, with my bigass gat, | |
And my sawedoff pump in the back | |
For any nigga with beef in their fuckin' teeth, | |
Wanna be like a player but you can' t compete | |
So I be fuckin' hoes, and fuckin' up niggas | |
And still gettin' paid, so watch me get bigger | |
Brand new, on the scene with my nigga Luke | |
From the bottom, niggas, so what you wanna do? | |
Chorus 4x: | |
" Let' s take it to the stage, sucka!" | |
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice | |
Out of Chinatown, bitches on the dick | |
And I' m just rappin' to a Kid Ice flick | |
From a plate of rice to a pot of gumbo | |
I' ll eat ya ass up ' cause it' s time to rumble | |
' Cause your bitch is on the dick ' cause of who I am | |
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman | |
Comin' from the bottom, straight to the top | |
Comin' clean and housin' your spot | |
Hoes, they love me ' cause they say I' m crazy | |
Since I' m runnin' ' round town, pluckin' them daisies | |
Whip ya whole ass when I fuck her | |
' Cause I' d rather a bitch who' ll kneel down and pucker | |
Luke put me down, and I come off | |
Since I fucked your hoe, I' ma piss you off | |
Fuck with Chinaman, and you die | |
When my black bag open', gunshots run wild! | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: Debonaire | |
Well hey yo, I' m catchin' wreck | |
Chillin' by the projects, money got the hightechs | |
Goin' till the break o' dawn, never see bed | |
Get red when I said, got gats plus the ??? | |
Fliptime, better parlay in front o' me | |
I' m goin' out and showin' out shots from the uzi | |
Once again I' m here to buck the fate talk game | |
Magazines get picked like shirt to bloodstains | |
I' ma serve heat to the chumps who forget theyself | |
I' m steppin' back from the crowd and then it' s on | |
I got the handskills for the county kid big man | |
So, moneygrip, better chill with the ill | |
It' s the Beatstreet, not the same Jay ? | |
Home Team boogie down in the house and it' s on | |
And ya don' t stop, punk crews can' t top this | |
Bad land' s in the house ? I' m out to rock it, Beatstreet! | |
Chorus | |
Interval: Luke | |
Yo, it ain' t nothin' but a lil' freestyle thing to do! Home Team boogie in | |
The house, Clayvosie, Clayvosie, Fresh Kid Ice, twice as nice, yo, check | |
This out Mike Fresh on the beats, Eddie mix' on the mix, yours truly, | |
Just swervin' and curvin' this thing. Yo, JT Money tell these niggas | |
' bout some of that Rufftown Behavior! | |
Verse 4: JT Money | |
Time to rip, moneygrip, a nigga tired of waitin' | |
Pass the mic like Marino, I' ll catch it like Mark Clayton | |
Yeah, it' s that nigga, | |
JT in effect, and my dick' s gotten a lil' bigger | |
So I' m talkin' more shit in the NineTre | |
Fuck the police, ' cause motherfuckin' crime pays | |
Peace to them hoes that suck dick | |
If you don' t, go get hit by a truck, bitch! | |
I kicks the raw shit, not the flaw shit | |
Pull out my 45th, niggas hit the floor quick | |
Peace to Ram and my main man UY | |
If I could sing I would shoobydoobydoo | |
While I might be rippin', nobody else is rippin' | |
Peace to the homies, fuck them niggas that be trippin' | |
Poison Clan niggas in the house, don' t fuck around | |
Peace! I' m out, comin' from Rufftown, nigga! | |
ChorusThanks to thudord |