歌曲 | Life's on the Line |
歌手 | 50 Cent |
专辑 | Guess Who's Back? |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN/JACKSON, CURTIS |
[00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
[00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that's okay |
[00:12.04] | Cuz I don't like y'all anyway |
[00:13.79] | ...And I don't like y'all anyway |
[00:16.48] | Fuck all y'all!! |
[00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
[00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
[00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
[00:23.05] | For bitches who don't know me |
[00:24.48] | ...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
[00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now |
[00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
[00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
[00:35.91] | The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found |
[00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
[00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
[00:43.97] | When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to |
[00:45.98] | I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
[00:48.74] | Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me |
[00:51.11] | OG's look at me and see what they used to be |
[00:53.49] | I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
[00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
[00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
[01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
[01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
[01:03.99] | Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me |
[01:06.42] | My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see |
[01:09.18] | Scream murder! (I don't believe you!) |
[01:11.99] | Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) |
[01:14.55] | Murder! (I don't believe you!) |
[01:17.05] | Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!) |
[01:19.61] | Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me |
[01:21.61] | I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me |
[01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
[01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[01:29.29] | I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
[01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome |
[01:34.92] | I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit |
[01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
[01:39.66] | It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
[01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
[01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
[01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
[01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
[01:52.76] | "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
[01:55.32] | Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none |
[01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
[02:01.05] | |
[02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
[02:13.04] | That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
[02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
[02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
[02:20.67] | And TV's in the dash, pa |
[02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
[02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain't tryin |
[02:27.73] | I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
[02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
[02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!) |
[02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
[02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
[02:38.67] | Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars: |
[02:41.42] | 50, umm Jay-Z and Nas |
[02:43.98] | I'ma say this shit now and never again |
[02:46.30] | We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends |
[02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
[02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that |
[02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
[02:56.30] | (One) |
[02:56.41] | |
[03:07.09] | Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me |
[03:09.23] | I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me |
[03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
[03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN JACKSON, CURTIS |
[00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
[00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that' s okay |
[00:12.04] | Cuz I don' t like y' all anyway |
[00:13.79] | ... And I don' t like y' all anyway |
[00:16.48] | Fuck all y' all!! |
[00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
[00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
[00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
[00:23.05] | For bitches who don' t know me |
[00:24.48] | ... They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
[00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don' t give a fuck now |
[00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
[00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
[00:35.91] | The D' s run in my crib, I' m nowhere to be found |
[00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
[00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
[00:43.97] | When I don' t like a nigga, I don' t pretend to |
[00:45.98] | I' ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
[00:48.74] | Look, I ain' t goin nowhere, so get used to me |
[00:51.11] | OG' s look at me and see what they used to be |
[00:53.49] | I' m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
[00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
[00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
[01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
[01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
[01:03.99] | Nigga ain' t in his right mind, goin against me |
[01:06.42] | My picture' s painted through words that make a blind man see |
[01:09.18] | Scream murder! I don' t believe you! |
[01:11.99] | Murder! Fuck around and leave you! |
[01:14.55] | Murder! I don' t believe you! |
[01:17.05] | Murder, murder! Your life' s on the line! |
[01:19.61] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
[01:21.61] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
[01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
[01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[01:29.29] | I' m not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
[01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I' m handsome |
[01:34.92] | I hate to hear " He say, She say" shit |
[01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
[01:39.66] | It' s no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
[01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
[01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
[01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
[01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, " Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
[01:52.76] | " You heard that shit?" " Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
[01:55.32] | Beef, you don' t want none, so don' t start none |
[01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
[02:01.05] | |
[02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
[02:13.04] | That' s why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
[02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
[02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
[02:20.67] | And TV' s in the dash, pa |
[02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
[02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain' t tryin |
[02:27.73] | I ain' t lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
[02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
[02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up Wooo! |
[02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
[02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
[02:38.67] | Now here' s a list of MC' s that can kill you in eight bars: |
[02:41.42] | 50, umm JayZ and Nas |
[02:43.98] | I' ma say this shit now and never again |
[02:46.30] | We ain' t buddies, we ain' t partners and we damn sure ain' t friends |
[02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
[02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain' t built like that |
[02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
[02:56.30] | One |
[02:56.41] | |
[03:07.09] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
[03:09.23] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
[03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
[03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN JACKSON, CURTIS |
[00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
[00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that' s okay |
[00:12.04] | Cuz I don' t like y' all anyway |
[00:13.79] | ... And I don' t like y' all anyway |
[00:16.48] | Fuck all y' all!! |
[00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
[00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
[00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
[00:23.05] | For bitches who don' t know me |
[00:24.48] | ... They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
[00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don' t give a fuck now |
[00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
[00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
[00:35.91] | The D' s run in my crib, I' m nowhere to be found |
[00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
[00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
[00:43.97] | When I don' t like a nigga, I don' t pretend to |
[00:45.98] | I' ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
[00:48.74] | Look, I ain' t goin nowhere, so get used to me |
[00:51.11] | OG' s look at me and see what they used to be |
[00:53.49] | I' m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
[00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
[00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
[01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
[01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
[01:03.99] | Nigga ain' t in his right mind, goin against me |
[01:06.42] | My picture' s painted through words that make a blind man see |
[01:09.18] | Scream murder! I don' t believe you! |
[01:11.99] | Murder! Fuck around and leave you! |
[01:14.55] | Murder! I don' t believe you! |
[01:17.05] | Murder, murder! Your life' s on the line! |
[01:19.61] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
[01:21.61] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
[01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
[01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[01:29.29] | I' m not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
[01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I' m handsome |
[01:34.92] | I hate to hear " He say, She say" shit |
[01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
[01:39.66] | It' s no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
[01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
[01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
[01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
[01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, " Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
[01:52.76] | " You heard that shit?" " Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
[01:55.32] | Beef, you don' t want none, so don' t start none |
[01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
[02:01.05] | |
[02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
[02:13.04] | That' s why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
[02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
[02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
[02:20.67] | And TV' s in the dash, pa |
[02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
[02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain' t tryin |
[02:27.73] | I ain' t lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
[02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
[02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up Wooo! |
[02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
[02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
[02:38.67] | Now here' s a list of MC' s that can kill you in eight bars: |
[02:41.42] | 50, umm JayZ and Nas |
[02:43.98] | I' ma say this shit now and never again |
[02:46.30] | We ain' t buddies, we ain' t partners and we damn sure ain' t friends |
[02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
[02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain' t built like that |
[02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
[02:56.30] | One |
[02:56.41] | |
[03:07.09] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
[03:09.23] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
[03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
[03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
[00:03.29] | 没人喜欢我 |
[00:08.22] | 根本就没人喜欢我,但是没关系 |
[00:12.04] | 因为我也不喜欢你们 |
[00:13.79] | ...我也不喜欢你们 |
[00:16.48] | 去你们的吧! |
[00:17.60] | 我让我的手表为我发言,我的豪车为我说话 |
[00:20.54] | 我的**为我说话 |
[00:21.91] | 班!吃了么兄弟 |
[00:23.05] | 不认识我的*** |
[00:24.48] | 见了我也想和我共度良宵,因为我炫的这些东西,很能说明点什么 |
[00:28.22] | 我先前怀着谦恭之心进入说唱行业,但我现在**谁都不吝 |
[00:31.03] | 我会像上城里打拼的黑鬼们一样服务任何人(货品谁都卖) |
[00:33.41] | ***的价格上涨,滑头们就往下城走了 |
[00:35.91] | 检察署的人跑到我家里搜查,而我不好意思不见了(LIAO三声) |
[00:38.54] | 为我贩毒的这些手下,他们甚至都不在别的地方藏货 |
[00:41.28] | 他们把货带在身上,就塞在他们的***里 |
[00:43.97] | 当我不喜欢一个黑鬼(指JA RULE)我不会佯装客气 |
[00:45.98] | 我会让医务人员把你的脑袋像包得像印度教徒那样严实 |
[00:48.74] | 听好,我特么就在这儿哪儿也不去,所以你最好习惯我 |
[00:51.11] | 八零年代的老匪帮(OG=ORIGINAL GANGSTA)看着我说我就是他们当年锐意进取的模样 |
[00:53.49] | 我是那个卖***的人,那个卖违禁品的人 |
[00:56.17] | 那个在穷困潦倒时掷骰子***的那个人 |
[00:58.80] | (我是)那个开枪扫射的悍匪 |
[01:00.11] | 那个打空弹匣的悍匪 |
[01:01.30] | 那个从3.6盎司一直奋斗到卖一公斤违禁品的悍匪 |
[01:03.99] | 黑鬼们和我作对,那只能说是脑子不清醒 |
[01:06.42] | 我说唱绘出的图画能让瞎子都特么看得一清二楚! |
[01:09.18] | (主旋律)敲锣打鼓说自己是谋杀公司的(JA RULE的厂牌是MURDER INC)我可不相信你! |
[01:11.99] | 谋杀!(这就是你在我这里犯浑的下场) |
[01:14.55] | 谋杀!(我不相信你有那实力!) |
[01:17.05] | 谋杀,谋杀(你已命悬一线!) |
[01:19.61] | 你们这些黑鬼不会想要和我作对的 |
[01:21.61] | 我在试着想明白你们是怎么惹毛我的 |
[01:24.18] | 别让我晚上抓到你 |
[01:26.29] | 打完五枪,第六枪跑 |
[01:29.29] | 我打起来的时候不是个神射手,我只是拿机枪疯狂扫*** |
[01:31.73] | 我不是个多漂亮的男孩,但我死去的母亲觉得我帅 |
[01:34.92] | 我讨厌听到“他说,她说”之类的废话 |
[01:37.16] | 除非他说她说她上了我的床 |
[01:39.66] | 这不是什么巧合,惹了我的黑鬼挨枪子 |
[01:42.54] | 我会来场加州风格花式掀起你们街区的头盖骨 |
[01:45.29] | 你本孱弱,却装强悍 |
[01:47.35] | 我枪不离手,因为黑鬼们真来想扫过我一次 |
[01:50.00] | 在街区他们会说,“靠,50真的把他们涮惨了” |
[01:52.76] | “你们听到了么?” “是的,50真的把他们涮惨了” |
[01:55.32] | “牛肉”(指嘻哈行业的争端),你嚼不动,就别先挥餐刀 |
[01:58.07] | 你只是条鱼塘小虾,份内好好待着吧! |
[02:10.61] | 这帮人说唱时总是特么脱离现实 |
[02:13.04] | 这就是为什么他们写关于自己卖毒砖却只挣过几毛钱 |
[02:15.48] | 都按他们说,他们会说自己有快车 |
[02:18.11] | 豪车,带栏杆的卡车 |
[02:20.67] | 后座的电视,兄弟伙 |
[02:22.55] | 看见他们坐在五人车里,我只是笑笑,兄弟伙 |
[02:25.73] | 我没想酷时都能有范 |
[02:27.73] | 我没瞎说,我可以坐在这里喝香槟王喝到我醉成两截(DON P=DOM PERIGNON唐·培里侬香槟王) |
[02:30.36] | 保证我的房租分开付 |
[02:31.61] | 过我这条线,那我就会让你吃枪子 |
[02:33.48] | 现在如果你在你的说唱里提到我的名字,那你最好谨慎着点 |
[02:35.86] | 你跟这儿想落天外,你会被打死然后被抬走(两个carried away极其巧妙 第一个有自我感觉轻飘飘被带跑当回事的涵义) |
[02:38.67] | 现在这里有一张可以在8小节里涮死你的MC名单 |
[02:41.42] | 50美分,嗯,JAY-Z和NAS |
[02:43.98] | 我现在这话就说一遍: |
[02:46.30] | 我们不是兄弟,我们不是伙伴,我们更特么不是什么朋友 |
[02:49.42] | 你们玩的那一套,在我们这里你真的会死的很惨 |
[02:51.61] | 逞凶斗狠,你不是那块料 |
[02:53.98] | 看见我就看见我,黑鬼,你怎么说! |
[02:56.30] | 怎么说! |
[03:07.09] | 你们这些黑鬼不会想要和我作对的 |
[03:09.23] | 我在试着回想你们是怎么惹毛我的 |
[03:11.67] | 别让我晚上抓到你 |
[03:13.79] | 打完五枪,第六枪跑 |