| Song | Salute Me |
| Artist | Swizz Beatz |
| Album | Swizz Beatz Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cartagena, Dean, Jones | |
| Remix | |
| Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| Yo Esco?s illin?, Swizz Beatz illin? | |
| What more can we say? Stop grillin? | |
| 'Fore you get hit up, shot up good | |
| We'll murk you in your hood | |
| I'm El Patreno, Nas the God, you lose your life | |
| Whether on the corner or clubs, I'm shootin? dice | |
| Break my cipha, I'll make it at you, slice you | |
| Knife you, stab you, shank you, splat ya | |
| Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin? the fellows | |
| Bunch of actors who never sold a crack in the ghetto | |
| Went from Nas to The Esco, back to nasty | |
| Clappin? that black heat | |
| None of y'all are matchin? my level, I'm the general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| Nowadays, I'm on some mack shit | |
| But I used to be loyal to tax, cracks | |
| The nigga that would soil in your jacks | |
| Feed 'em with trays the size of light bulbs | |
| Coke so bright, it shine like white gold | |
| And the hoes like Joe way before this rap shit | |
| Before the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it | |
| Joe's a bastard, I sell pussy for cheap | |
| Make my bitch walk the strip with no shoes on her feet | |
| Don't front for me, you kids is not ballin? | |
| If you is then why is your wiz on my dick like I'm Jordan? | |
| Ties swollen for no man with bold plans | |
| Sick of this rap shit, why? Listen to ?Slow Jams? | |
| I'm a grown man, the talk of the strip | |
| Niggas think I'm Kev Childs that way I boss the fifth | |
| Dogs, you's a bitch, I'm here to bring you a muzzle | |
| Saying I'm peepin?, I'ma bring you a muzzle | |
| Get the point, general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin? general | |
| It's Cassidy, I get rock like a boat when you go fishin? | |
| Ayo, listen, I'm the general like Tso Shim Shin | |
| I'm so sick, you can tell by the expression on my face | |
| That I'll get in that ass like preparation H | |
| The weapon on the waist and I spray guns off | |
| 'Cause if it?s beef, I'ma be on top of it like A-1 sauce | |
| Pause, now who the truth? Me, who quick to shoot? Me | |
| My four-fifth got kick like Bruce Lee | |
| See, I'm a true G, hotter than soup be | |
| Raw like sushi, you gotta salute me | |
| You dudes see, I'll put in an order for you | |
| I'll let the water boil, cook a quarter to the oil | |
| I had it for sell but y'all fagots would tell | |
| Go to jail and start singin? like Patti LaBelle | |
| I ain't gon? back in a cell, you rat and you did | |
| Fuck a vest, put a bulletproof hat on your head | |
| When I'm clappin? the lead, I'll murder a nigga | |
| And if he say he not the feds, then I'm servin? the nigga | |
| I'm thirsty for the change, playin? games ain't a issue now | |
| A bitch would give you AIDS nowadays if she kiss you now | |
| I got that coke and that haze on my gristle now | |
| We goin? to war, you gonna need more than a pistol now | |
| They throwin? missiles ?round, you still tryin? to get a nine? | |
| Uh, it's the last days, end of time | |
| The terrorists jackin? planes, sendin? bombs to the Pentagon | |
| They off the hook like intercoms | |
| We just had a bad wintertime | |
| So you know they gonna start to rob | |
| And steal for a mil? when it?s dinnertime | |
| You still spendin? time focusin? on dumb shit | |
| On the block smokin? but you broken on some bum shit | |
| What the hell? You might as well put a suit and tie on | |
| Jump in a casket and get ya die on |
| zuo qu : Cartagena, Dean, Jones | |
| Remix | |
| Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Yo Esco? s illin?, Swizz Beatz illin? | |
| What more can we say? Stop grillin? | |
| ' Fore you get hit up, shot up good | |
| We' ll murk you in your hood | |
| I' m El Patreno, Nas the God, you lose your life | |
| Whether on the corner or clubs, I' m shootin? dice | |
| Break my cipha, I' ll make it at you, slice you | |
| Knife you, stab you, shank you, splat ya | |
| Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin? the fellows | |
| Bunch of actors who never sold a crack in the ghetto | |
| Went from Nas to The Esco, back to nasty | |
| Clappin? that black heat | |
| None of y' all are matchin? my level, I' m the general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Nowadays, I' m on some mack shit | |
| But I used to be loyal to tax, cracks | |
| The nigga that would soil in your jacks | |
| Feed ' em with trays the size of light bulbs | |
| Coke so bright, it shine like white gold | |
| And the hoes like Joe way before this rap shit | |
| Before the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it | |
| Joe' s a bastard, I sell pussy for cheap | |
| Make my bitch walk the strip with no shoes on her feet | |
| Don' t front for me, you kids is not ballin? | |
| If you is then why is your wiz on my dick like I' m Jordan? | |
| Ties swollen for no man with bold plans | |
| Sick of this rap shit, why? Listen to nbsp? Slow Jams? | |
| I' m a grown man, the talk of the strip | |
| Niggas think I' m Kev Childs that way I boss the fifth | |
| Dogs, you' s a bitch, I' m here to bring you a muzzle | |
| Saying I' m peepin?, I' ma bring you a muzzle | |
| Get the point, general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| It' s Cassidy, I get rock like a boat when you go fishin? | |
| Ayo, listen, I' m the general like Tso Shim Shin | |
| I' m so sick, you can tell by the expression on my face | |
| That I' ll get in that ass like preparation H | |
| The weapon on the waist and I spray guns off | |
| ' Cause if it? s beef, I' ma be on top of it like A1 sauce | |
| Pause, now who the truth? Me, who quick to shoot? Me | |
| My fourfifth got kick like Bruce Lee | |
| See, I' m a true G, hotter than soup be | |
| Raw like sushi, you gotta salute me | |
| You dudes see, I' ll put in an order for you | |
| I' ll let the water boil, cook a quarter to the oil | |
| I had it for sell but y' all fagots would tell | |
| Go to jail and start singin? like Patti LaBelle | |
| I ain' t gon? back in a cell, you rat and you did | |
| Fuck a vest, put a bulletproof hat on your head | |
| When I' m clappin? the lead, I' ll murder a nigga | |
| And if he say he not the feds, then I' m servin? the nigga | |
| I' m thirsty for the change, playin? games ain' t a issue now | |
| A bitch would give you AIDS nowadays if she kiss you now | |
| I got that coke and that haze on my gristle now | |
| We goin? to war, you gonna need more than a pistol now | |
| They throwin? missiles nbsp? round, you still tryin? to get a nine? | |
| Uh, it' s the last days, end of time | |
| The terrorists jackin? planes, sendin? bombs to the Pentagon | |
| They off the hook like intercoms | |
| We just had a bad wintertime | |
| So you know they gonna start to rob | |
| And steal for a mil? when it? s dinnertime | |
| You still spendin? time focusin? on dumb shit | |
| On the block smokin? but you broken on some bum shit | |
| What the hell? You might as well put a suit and tie on | |
| Jump in a casket and get ya die on |
| zuò qǔ : Cartagena, Dean, Jones | |
| Remix | |
| Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Yo Esco? s illin?, Swizz Beatz illin? | |
| What more can we say? Stop grillin? | |
| ' Fore you get hit up, shot up good | |
| We' ll murk you in your hood | |
| I' m El Patreno, Nas the God, you lose your life | |
| Whether on the corner or clubs, I' m shootin? dice | |
| Break my cipha, I' ll make it at you, slice you | |
| Knife you, stab you, shank you, splat ya | |
| Too many rappers is jealous, who be gassin? the fellows | |
| Bunch of actors who never sold a crack in the ghetto | |
| Went from Nas to The Esco, back to nasty | |
| Clappin? that black heat | |
| None of y' all are matchin? my level, I' m the general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Nowadays, I' m on some mack shit | |
| But I used to be loyal to tax, cracks | |
| The nigga that would soil in your jacks | |
| Feed ' em with trays the size of light bulbs | |
| Coke so bright, it shine like white gold | |
| And the hoes like Joe way before this rap shit | |
| Before the Versace floors and the Rolls to match it | |
| Joe' s a bastard, I sell pussy for cheap | |
| Make my bitch walk the strip with no shoes on her feet | |
| Don' t front for me, you kids is not ballin? | |
| If you is then why is your wiz on my dick like I' m Jordan? | |
| Ties swollen for no man with bold plans | |
| Sick of this rap shit, why? Listen to nbsp? Slow Jams? | |
| I' m a grown man, the talk of the strip | |
| Niggas think I' m Kev Childs that way I boss the fifth | |
| Dogs, you' s a bitch, I' m here to bring you a muzzle | |
| Saying I' m peepin?, I' ma bring you a muzzle | |
| Get the point, general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| Niggas salute me, bitches salute me | |
| The block salute me, the hood salute me | |
| You should salute me, they should salute me | |
| So fuck who you are, I' m the motherfuckin? general | |
| It' s Cassidy, I get rock like a boat when you go fishin? | |
| Ayo, listen, I' m the general like Tso Shim Shin | |
| I' m so sick, you can tell by the expression on my face | |
| That I' ll get in that ass like preparation H | |
| The weapon on the waist and I spray guns off | |
| ' Cause if it? s beef, I' ma be on top of it like A1 sauce | |
| Pause, now who the truth? Me, who quick to shoot? Me | |
| My fourfifth got kick like Bruce Lee | |
| See, I' m a true G, hotter than soup be | |
| Raw like sushi, you gotta salute me | |
| You dudes see, I' ll put in an order for you | |
| I' ll let the water boil, cook a quarter to the oil | |
| I had it for sell but y' all fagots would tell | |
| Go to jail and start singin? like Patti LaBelle | |
| I ain' t gon? back in a cell, you rat and you did | |
| Fuck a vest, put a bulletproof hat on your head | |
| When I' m clappin? the lead, I' ll murder a nigga | |
| And if he say he not the feds, then I' m servin? the nigga | |
| I' m thirsty for the change, playin? games ain' t a issue now | |
| A bitch would give you AIDS nowadays if she kiss you now | |
| I got that coke and that haze on my gristle now | |
| We goin? to war, you gonna need more than a pistol now | |
| They throwin? missiles nbsp? round, you still tryin? to get a nine? | |
| Uh, it' s the last days, end of time | |
| The terrorists jackin? planes, sendin? bombs to the Pentagon | |
| They off the hook like intercoms | |
| We just had a bad wintertime | |
| So you know they gonna start to rob | |
| And steal for a mil? when it? s dinnertime | |
| You still spendin? time focusin? on dumb shit | |
| On the block smokin? but you broken on some bum shit | |
| What the hell? You might as well put a suit and tie on | |
| Jump in a casket and get ya die on |