歌曲 | Get Off The Corner |
歌手 | Lil Wayne |
专辑 | Lights Out |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
I got heroin in bundles, them highland o's | |
Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
Plus it's a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
In my predicament i'm guilty until proven innocent | |
Hustle ridiculous, i'm tryin to get this dope continuos | |
Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain't tryin to fall | |
Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
But he heard | |
[chorus 1] | |
Uh oh | |
There go them fuckin po-po's | |
And if you know like i know | |
You better get off the corner | |
I'm a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
They could have ya body in three different places | |
Ain't nothin gravy, but save it | |
Cause i'm a ride and hit the nigga street | |
Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
While i'm shitty from the weed | |
Like were them bustas be | |
I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
Come outside late at night to your surprise i'm here with tecks | |
Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it's so realistic | |
So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
That's when he heard.... | |
[chorus 2] | |
Blocka | |
Me come to tear your block up | |
If you don't want no problems | |
You better get off the corner | |
All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
See i crack the bricks right down to z's | |
Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp's to ki's | |
Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
No droughts i don't sit on nothin | |
I don't believe i'm frontin | |
If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
And the law don't bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g's | |
Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
I'm tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
I'm greedy, if there's any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can't beat it | |
Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
Does anybody else, i'll pay em a visit | |
That's when ya heard.... | |
[chorus 3] | |
Come here peeps | |
I'm hearin that you run these streets | |
You don't want beef | |
Then get off the corner | |
[chorus 1,2,3,3 repeat 2x] | |
Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
Come here, you better get off the corner | |
Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
Like dat, get off the corner |
zuo ci : Carter, Thomas | |
The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
I got heroin in bundles, them highland o' s | |
Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
Plus it' s a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
In my predicament i' m guilty until proven innocent | |
Hustle ridiculous, i' m tryin to get this dope continuos | |
Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain' t tryin to fall | |
Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
But he heard | |
chorus 1 | |
Uh oh | |
There go them fuckin popo' s | |
And if you know like i know | |
You better get off the corner | |
I' m a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
They could have ya body in three different places | |
Ain' t nothin gravy, but save it | |
Cause i' m a ride and hit the nigga street | |
Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
While i' m shitty from the weed | |
Like were them bustas be | |
I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
Come outside late at night to your surprise i' m here with tecks | |
Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it' s so realistic | |
So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
That' s when he heard.... | |
chorus 2 | |
Blocka | |
Me come to tear your block up | |
If you don' t want no problems | |
You better get off the corner | |
All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
See i crack the bricks right down to z' s | |
Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp' s to ki' s | |
Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
No droughts i don' t sit on nothin | |
I don' t believe i' m frontin | |
If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
And the law don' t bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g' s | |
Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
I' m tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
I' m greedy, if there' s any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can' t beat it | |
Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
Does anybody else, i' ll pay em a visit | |
That' s when ya heard.... | |
chorus 3 | |
Come here peeps | |
I' m hearin that you run these streets | |
You don' t want beef | |
Then get off the corner | |
chorus 1, 2, 3, 3 repeat 2x | |
Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
Come here, you better get off the corner | |
Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
Like dat, get off the corner |
zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
The block is hot, the cops is swarmin a neighborhood heavy | |
While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin, with penitentiary chances | |
The dope roped up in the cup of their pants | |
Fiends flock like ??? come get this candy | |
I got heroin in bundles, them highland o' s | |
Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll | |
If i spot the laws comin, hey its time to roll | |
Candy carter got a line of parole, outta control | |
The first fell a tuesday this month oh sweet thang | |
Plus it' s a sweet day, me next score for three days | |
One time they say what you mean, i gets the green | |
Break up the block like maurice green, ya feel me? | |
In my predicament i' m guilty until proven innocent | |
Hustle ridiculous, i' m tryin to get this dope continuos | |
Ball til i fall, one thing, i ain' t tryin to fall | |
Want everybody numb like ambasol | |
But he heard | |
chorus 1 | |
Uh oh | |
There go them fuckin popo' s | |
And if you know like i know | |
You better get off the corner | |
I' m a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin | |
Hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models | |
And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas | |
Like fuck that nigga, i let my pump subtract niggas | |
You beef with me i guarantee your mams be missin | |
With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it | |
Do not twist because lil man is trippin | |
They could have ya body in three different places | |
Ain' t nothin gravy, but save it | |
Cause i' m a ride and hit the nigga street | |
Weezy go to war like sadaam and clinton disagree | |
While i' m shitty from the weed | |
Like were them bustas be | |
I promise ya never fuckin sleep, i clear the set | |
Come outside late at night to your surprise i' m here with tecks | |
Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it' s so realistic | |
So i hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti | |
Be on the block until them souljas hit it | |
That' s when he heard.... | |
chorus 2 | |
Blocka | |
Me come to tear your block up | |
If you don' t want no problems | |
You better get off the corner | |
All right, i cook it, cut it, ship and move it | |
I make a livin in this crooked public distributin | |
Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin, shit is boomin | |
The hottest d in town lookin for me hit me tuesday, like after six | |
See i crack the bricks right down to z' s | |
Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin qp' s to ki' s | |
Gangin in the cheese, them bricks is comin | |
No droughts i don' t sit on nothin | |
I don' t believe i' m frontin | |
If i give you a dime, i leave with somethin | |
The big dog, nigga i got the city under siege | |
And the law don' t bother me, i give the pigs a couple of g' s | |
Shit, i hustle strong to push this work through the streets | |
I' m tryin to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap | |
I' m greedy, if there' s any money bein made from drugs i need it | |
Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can' t beat it | |
Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it | |
Does anybody else, i' ll pay em a visit | |
That' s when ya heard.... | |
chorus 3 | |
Come here peeps | |
I' m hearin that you run these streets | |
You don' t want beef | |
Then get off the corner | |
chorus 1, 2, 3, 3 repeat 2x | |
Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt | |
Blocka, you better get off the corner | |
Come here, you better get off the corner | |
Get off the corner, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, get off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
What, uh oh, you better off the corner | |
Like dat, get off the corner |