| 歌曲 | FEDz |
| 歌手 | Tru |
| 专辑 | Tru 2 Da Game |
| 作词 : C Murder, Master P, Shocker | |
| (C-Murder) ha ha, | |
| What they say | |
| Mia, (Sillk) | |
| Drug Dealers (C-Murder) | |
| Talkin' bout | |
| No Limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country | |
| CIA, Fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us (Sillk) | |
| Fuckin' wit us (C-Murder) | |
| Know what | |
| I'm sayin', but guess what | |
| Chorus: (Mia X) | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope | |
| What would they do, | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one | |
| Holdin' all them ki's, they would probably kick, in your door | |
| They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should | |
| Be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to worry | |
| Verse I (C-Murder) | |
| I'm talkin' to them | |
| F-E-Dz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you | |
| Patna, you'll neva catch me, see | |
| I'm under some business, and you to | |
| Tap my phone, but | |
| I'm not Mike, why don't you leave me alone, and stay | |
| Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha | |
| Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a | |
| Bull, tank of gas, my bank account's full, word on street, | |
| C-Murder Sellin' ki's from oversea's, what you want it, nigga please, | |
| You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga | |
| Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door's, it used to be a | |
| Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz, | |
| Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see | |
| I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door | |
| And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail, | |
| But I'm out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don't play | |
| P-A tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha | |
| Mafia and rino, every step | |
| I take, every move | |
| I make, you punk | |
| Muthafuckas | |
| Be watchin', fuck ya'll | |
| Chorus: (Mia X) | |
| If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you | |
| What would they do | |
| If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki's from overseas | |
| They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope | |
| So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have | |
| To worry Verse | |
| II (Master P) | |
| Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police | |
| Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task | |
| Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to | |
| Florida, homie got kidnapped | |
| Now tha game is crazy sometimes it's hectic, make me wanna jump in tha | |
| Benz, and ride up to | |
| Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country, | |
| It's 1997, | |
| I'm tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings, | |
| Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children, | |
| Plushed out | |
| Lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha | |
| Ferrari, But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry | |
| Bitches, tha | |
| Dayton Family said | |
| FBI, we call em' robocop snitches, | |
| Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and | |
| I'm livin' in this game | |
| Like Al Capone | |
| Chorus: (Mia X) | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to, | |
| What would they do | |
| If them fedz could only see, that you got | |
| CPAs watchin' all your cheese | |
| They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope, | |
| So you should be glad that they don't know | |
| Cuz now you don't have to worry | |
| Verse III (Sillk) | |
| Now what if tha fedz only know, see that | |
| I was a southside soldier, | |
| Hold up, so | |
| I'm colder than coca-cola, now picture this, me in a drop | |
| Top Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then | |
| I rolls wit tha | |
| Tek, See I leave em' twisted like a | |
| Twizzler, my house have mo' steakout's | |
| Than Sizzler, but they don't understand man | |
| I keep em' puzzled like tha | |
| Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they'll neva | |
| Catch me in tha | |
| Lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don't | |
| Understand how they had me, but | |
| I still got away, license plate out of | |
| State, in | |
| Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner, | |
| Nigga what, now | |
| I'ma get away in | |
| Louisiana, that's why | |
| I stay more | |
| Untouchable than tha air ya'll, they had me tapped that's why mobile | |
| Phone, come on it's time to go airborne, to them | |
| ATFs and them | |
| FEDz Ya'll understand | |
| I stay one step ahead, if ya'll only knew | |
| Chorus: (Mia X) | |
| They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope | |
| So you should be glad, that they don't know, cuz now you don't have to | |
| Worry, or do you | |
| If them FE | |
| Dz only knew, | |
| If them FE | |
| Dz only knew |
| zuò cí : C Murder, Master P, Shocker | |
| CMurder ha ha, | |
| What they say | |
| Mia, Sillk | |
| Drug Dealers CMurder | |
| Talkin' bout | |
| No Limit sellin' dope, they got ki' s all over tha country | |
| CIA, Fedz, tap our phone, harrassin' us Sillk | |
| Fuckin' wit us CMurder | |
| Know what | |
| I' m sayin', but guess what | |
| Chorus: Mia X | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one sellin' all tha dope | |
| What would they do, | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you were tha one | |
| Holdin' all them ki' s, they would probably kick, in your door | |
| They would probably arrest you and steal all your dope, so you should | |
| Be glad, that they don' t know, cuz now you don' t have to worry | |
| Verse I CMurder | |
| I' m talkin' to them | |
| FEDz, police harrassin' me, but let me tell you | |
| Patna, you' ll neva catch me, see | |
| I' m under some business, and you to | |
| Tap my phone, but | |
| I' m not Mike, why don' t you leave me alone, and stay | |
| Away from my residence, lookin' for evidence, you act like a brotha | |
| Tryin' to kill a fuckin' president, neva find shit my games tight like a | |
| Bull, tank of gas, my bank account' s full, word on street, | |
| CMurder Sellin' ki' s from oversea' s, what you want it, nigga please, | |
| You plottin' on a playa like a money hungry bitch, mad cuz a nigga | |
| Went from rags to riches, slammin' cadillac door' s, it used to be a | |
| Regal, stop lookin' for drug money cuz now my shits legal, if them fedz, | |
| Only knew bout my deals under tha table, if them fedz could only see | |
| I got mo' clients than cable, they would probably kick, in my door | |
| And put me face down on tha muthafuckin' flo' and take me to jail, | |
| But I' m out tha next day, cuz niggas wit lawyers and money, don' t play | |
| PA tryin' to tie to them underground casinos, wanna connect me to tha | |
| Mafia and rino, every step | |
| I take, every move | |
| I make, you punk | |
| Muthafuckas | |
| Be watchin', fuck ya' ll | |
| Chorus: Mia X | |
| If them fedz only knew, about them thugs on tha grind for you | |
| What would they do | |
| If them fedz could only see, how you be gettin' ki' s from overseas | |
| They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope | |
| So you should be glad, that they don' t know, cuz now you don' t have | |
| To worry Verse | |
| II Master P | |
| Unnnggghhhh, they call us drug dealers, what about tha police | |
| Just tha other day my little homie stole a quater ki, from tha task | |
| Task got my phone tapped, niggas went to | |
| Florida, homie got kidnapped | |
| Now tha game is crazy sometimes it' s hectic, make me wanna jump in tha | |
| Benz, and ride up to | |
| Texas, and ball with tha niggas in tha country, | |
| It' s 1997, | |
| I' m tryin' to have hundreds, stacked higher than buildings, | |
| Flip it into millions, roll into zillions, off ghetto children, | |
| Plushed out | |
| Lexus, niggas playin' taxes, match it wit tha | |
| Ferrari, But tha game is still hectic, niggas bout to turn this money hungry | |
| Bitches, tha | |
| Dayton Family said | |
| FBI, we call em' robocop snitches, | |
| Got me stressin' to keep my nerves calm, and | |
| I' m livin' in this game | |
| Like Al Capone | |
| Chorus: Mia X | |
| If them fedz only knew, that you got politicians on your payroll to, | |
| What would they do | |
| If them fedz could only see, that you got | |
| CPAs watchin' all your cheese | |
| They would probably kick in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope, | |
| So you should be glad that they don' t know | |
| Cuz now you don' t have to worry | |
| Verse III Sillk | |
| Now what if tha fedz only know, see that | |
| I was a southside soldier, | |
| Hold up, so | |
| I' m colder than cocacola, now picture this, me in a drop | |
| Top Lexus, on tha block, wit your glock, then | |
| I rolls wit tha | |
| Tek, See I leave em' twisted like a | |
| Twizzler, my house have mo' steakout' s | |
| Than Sizzler, but they don' t understand man | |
| I keep em' puzzled like tha | |
| Riddler, and first thang first, and worst thang to worst, they' ll neva | |
| Catch me in tha | |
| Lexus, I use mo' rental cars than hearse, they don' t | |
| Understand how they had me, but | |
| I still got away, license plate out of | |
| State, in | |
| Jamaica tha next day, a tell tha camera, call tha scanner, | |
| Nigga what, now | |
| I' ma get away in | |
| Louisiana, that' s why | |
| I stay more | |
| Untouchable than tha air ya' ll, they had me tapped that' s why mobile | |
| Phone, come on it' s time to go airborne, to them | |
| ATFs and them | |
| FEDz Ya' ll understand | |
| I stay one step ahead, if ya' ll only knew | |
| Chorus: Mia X | |
| They would probably kick, in your door, they would probably arrest you | |
| And steal all your dope | |
| So you should be glad, that they don' t know, cuz now you don' t have to | |
| Worry, or do you | |
| If them FE | |
| Dz only knew, | |
| If them FE | |
| Dz only knew |