Retro Godfather Lyrics
| Song | Retro Godfather |
| Artist | Method Man |
| Album | Tical 2000: Judgement Day |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mike Cleveland & Robert F. "Prince Rakeem" Diggs & Method Man & Ronald Miller | |
| 作词 : Cleveland, Diggs, Miller, Reid ... | |
| Come on (come on) | |
| Take it back (take it back) | |
| 70's style (style) | |
| I'll do, anything | |
| All y'all old school Studio 54ers | |
| That's, my, word! | |
| There's nothing in the world that I won't do | |
| I'll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I'll do, anything | |
| That's, my, word! | |
| O.D.'n on this one fleein, all eyes seein | |
| Dominant supreme being, face the mental | |
| Deep concentration break the point on a pencil | |
| Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche? | |
| Shit that I been through is cause for parental | |
| discretions no question my Westside Connections | |
| L.A. Confidential, world don't stop | |
| 'less it's mental, Staten residentials, you wit it? | |
| Wu-Tang, Forever and a day, 'til I'm old and decayed | |
| I'm commited; look ma, we did it | |
| Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn | |
| and my baby girl, did it my way, take the low ride | |
| on the highway, out the sunroof, yellin | |
| "Thank God it's Friday!" Show a nigga love | |
| If he got my sound pull the plug, he's not underground | |
| call him mud, when I flood the airwaves | |
| Household and stairways (rainy days) | |
| Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends | |
| If I got twenty, my brother get ten | |
| Now let the madness begin motherfuckers! | |
| There's nothing in the world that I won't do | |
| I'll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There's nothing in the world that I won't do | |
| I'll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I'll do, anything.. | |
| Yo, yo, yo! | |
| We got love for those with love for us | |
| Baby you can look but don't touch, I'm fried off the dust | |
| And plus, the only thing I trust is a fund | |
| Ain't no fun, just paranoid niggaz totin guns | |
| in apparel, keep us camouflaged in the shadows | |
| That's where I bring this tale that you never get to tattle | |
| Obliterate the tri-state, and the crime rate | |
| Tell them swine niggaz fly straight, you can call it fate | |
| And if it ain't mine, call it fake, bottom line | |
| End the case, spoonfeed the track just a taste | |
| of the side dish, soup of the day, I come Wright like N'Bushe | |
| for them Dead Presidents | |
| Fuck what you say, and he say, and she say, and they say | |
| Vacate the premises, caught up in the melee | |
| Sentence this song, to twenty-five years hard labor | |
| in the system, where it takes the form of my wisdom | |
| Respect mine, take my time and protect nine | |
| Next on the frontline, Mr. Meth | |
| No more no less, what you see is what your ass get | |
| Set it off I suggest | |
| There's nothing in the world that I won't do | |
| I'll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There's nothing in the world that I won't do | |
| I'll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| Not a problem that I can't fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix | |
| Not a problem that I can't fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix |
| zuo qu : Mike Cleveland Robert F. " Prince Rakeem" Diggs Method Man Ronald Miller | |
| zuo ci : Cleveland, Diggs, Miller, Reid ... | |
| Come on come on | |
| Take it back take it back | |
| 70' s style style | |
| I' ll do, anything | |
| All y' all old school Studio 54ers | |
| That' s, my, word! | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything | |
| That' s, my, word! | |
| O. D.' n on this one fleein, all eyes seein | |
| Dominant supreme being, face the mental | |
| Deep concentration break the point on a pencil | |
| Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche? | |
| Shit that I been through is cause for parental | |
| discretions no question my Westside Connections | |
| L. A. Confidential, world don' t stop | |
| ' less it' s mental, Staten residentials, you wit it? | |
| WuTang, Forever and a day, ' til I' m old and decayed | |
| I' m commited look ma, we did it | |
| Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn | |
| and my baby girl, did it my way, take the low ride | |
| on the highway, out the sunroof, yellin | |
| " Thank God it' s Friday!" Show a nigga love | |
| If he got my sound pull the plug, he' s not underground | |
| call him mud, when I flood the airwaves | |
| Household and stairways rainy days | |
| Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends | |
| If I got twenty, my brother get ten | |
| Now let the madness begin motherfuckers! | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. | |
| Yo, yo, yo! | |
| We got love for those with love for us | |
| Baby you can look but don' t touch, I' m fried off the dust | |
| And plus, the only thing I trust is a fund | |
| Ain' t no fun, just paranoid niggaz totin guns | |
| in apparel, keep us camouflaged in the shadows | |
| That' s where I bring this tale that you never get to tattle | |
| Obliterate the tristate, and the crime rate | |
| Tell them swine niggaz fly straight, you can call it fate | |
| And if it ain' t mine, call it fake, bottom line | |
| End the case, spoonfeed the track just a taste | |
| of the side dish, soup of the day, I come Wright like N' Bushe | |
| for them Dead Presidents | |
| Fuck what you say, and he say, and she say, and they say | |
| Vacate the premises, caught up in the melee | |
| Sentence this song, to twentyfive years hard labor | |
| in the system, where it takes the form of my wisdom | |
| Respect mine, take my time and protect nine | |
| Next on the frontline, Mr. Meth | |
| No more no less, what you see is what your ass get | |
| Set it off I suggest | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| Not a problem that I can' t fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix | |
| Not a problem that I can' t fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix |
| zuò qǔ : Mike Cleveland Robert F. " Prince Rakeem" Diggs Method Man Ronald Miller | |
| zuò cí : Cleveland, Diggs, Miller, Reid ... | |
| Come on come on | |
| Take it back take it back | |
| 70' s style style | |
| I' ll do, anything | |
| All y' all old school Studio 54ers | |
| That' s, my, word! | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything | |
| That' s, my, word! | |
| O. D.' n on this one fleein, all eyes seein | |
| Dominant supreme being, face the mental | |
| Deep concentration break the point on a pencil | |
| Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche? | |
| Shit that I been through is cause for parental | |
| discretions no question my Westside Connections | |
| L. A. Confidential, world don' t stop | |
| ' less it' s mental, Staten residentials, you wit it? | |
| WuTang, Forever and a day, ' til I' m old and decayed | |
| I' m commited look ma, we did it | |
| Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn | |
| and my baby girl, did it my way, take the low ride | |
| on the highway, out the sunroof, yellin | |
| " Thank God it' s Friday!" Show a nigga love | |
| If he got my sound pull the plug, he' s not underground | |
| call him mud, when I flood the airwaves | |
| Household and stairways rainy days | |
| Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends | |
| If I got twenty, my brother get ten | |
| Now let the madness begin motherfuckers! | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. | |
| Yo, yo, yo! | |
| We got love for those with love for us | |
| Baby you can look but don' t touch, I' m fried off the dust | |
| And plus, the only thing I trust is a fund | |
| Ain' t no fun, just paranoid niggaz totin guns | |
| in apparel, keep us camouflaged in the shadows | |
| That' s where I bring this tale that you never get to tattle | |
| Obliterate the tristate, and the crime rate | |
| Tell them swine niggaz fly straight, you can call it fate | |
| And if it ain' t mine, call it fake, bottom line | |
| End the case, spoonfeed the track just a taste | |
| of the side dish, soup of the day, I come Wright like N' Bushe | |
| for them Dead Presidents | |
| Fuck what you say, and he say, and she say, and they say | |
| Vacate the premises, caught up in the melee | |
| Sentence this song, to twentyfive years hard labor | |
| in the system, where it takes the form of my wisdom | |
| Respect mine, take my time and protect nine | |
| Next on the frontline, Mr. Meth | |
| No more no less, what you see is what your ass get | |
| Set it off I suggest | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| There' s nothing in the world that I won' t do | |
| I' ll give my world to you, if you want me to | |
| I' ll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. | |
| Not a problem that I can' t fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix | |
| Not a problem that I can' t fix | |
| Cause I can do it, in the mix |
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