| Song | N Da Paint |
| Artist | Ali & Gipp |
| Album | Kinfolk |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
| (feat. Nelly) | |
| [Boy:] | |
| This a Nitti beat! | |
| [Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| [Hook: Nelly (girl)] | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| (kill em daddy) | |
| [Verse 1: Gipp] | |
| Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
| yea Gipp got 4 | |
| krispy kreme in the paint | |
| chrome on the toes | |
| Snow blows out the AC, 4-5 Doors | |
| and i never leave the club less its 4-5 hoes (That's right) | |
| Money hungry hustlers, | |
| real-estate investers, | |
| Get the fuckin friend | |
| like he'll never be a customer | |
| Dougy fresh clean, | |
| on the scene chokin' Irene | |
| We don't do relationships | |
| we'd rather have a fling, | |
| my jeans and my shoes worth | |
| more than a grand | |
| 40-thousand in the car | |
| keep em closer at hand, | |
| Watch the stone in my ear | |
| make the hoes go "Dang!" | |
| and the women love me | |
| cuz they know who I am | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the 'morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (ya see they say) thats not right | |
| (ya see they say) thats not right | |
| [Hook:] | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| (kill em daddy) | |
| [Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] | |
| I'm ridin high in tha | |
| Sudan DeVille | |
| Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
| Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
| We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
| look herre ma now this the deal | |
| while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
| Then i like to Dissapurre | |
| Like i'm David Copperfield | |
| Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! | |
| Thats right how could I go broke | |
| When i'm 1 of Bobs Cats | |
| see If u didn't well now u know | |
| just Cock it back and let it Go | |
| My muscle cars is so strong | |
| The liscense say "BOWCO", | |
| Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
| reads, "BOWCO" | |
| (Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO) | |
| Home-town rider | |
| St. louis Resider | |
| Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
| Garage look like priza | |
| Motors i aint Jokin' | |
| Check my Chick she smokin' | |
| she sick wit it from | |
| St. Louis to Oakland | |
| Come On | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| [Hook:] | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| (kill em daddy) | |
| [Verse 3: Ali] | |
| It's not a game | |
| but ima still gon play in the streets | |
| Ball hard 'till i fall | |
| seven days of the week | |
| On monday ima get up and go | |
| and turn down the mall, | |
| Chick wit some dantley | |
| Puffy booty look small | |
| On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop, | |
| Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
| Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
| Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
| Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast, | |
| Hook up wit tha ese | |
| Come back with the best Smokes | |
| Saturday i like to down, | |
| Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
| with my 4-15 for | |
| B-B-B- beatin' dat Nitti | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the 'morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| (im goin) hard in the paint | |
| (we goin) hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right | |
| (see they say) thats not right, | |
| and when i leave up out the 'morn | |
| they say thats not right | |
| (ya see they say) thats not right | |
| (ya see they say) thats not right | |
| [Hook:] | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| (tell em daddy) | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| (kill em daddy) |
| zuo qu : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
| feat. Nelly | |
| Boy: | |
| This a Nitti beat! | |
| Chorus: Ali Gipp Nelly | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: Nelly girl | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 1: Gipp | |
| Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
| yea Gipp got 4 | |
| krispy kreme in the paint | |
| chrome on the toes | |
| Snow blows out the AC, 45 Doors | |
| and i never leave the club less its 45 hoes That' s right | |
| Money hungry hustlers, | |
| realestate investers, | |
| Get the fuckin friend | |
| like he' ll never be a customer | |
| Dougy fresh clean, | |
| on the scene chokin' Irene | |
| We don' t do relationships | |
| we' d rather have a fling, | |
| my jeans and my shoes worth | |
| more than a grand | |
| 40thousand in the car | |
| keep em closer at hand, | |
| Watch the stone in my ear | |
| make the hoes go " Dang!" | |
| and the women love me | |
| cuz they know who I am | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the ' morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 2: Nelly Jermaine Dupri | |
| I' m ridin high in tha | |
| Sudan DeVille | |
| Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
| Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
| We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
| look herre ma now this the deal | |
| while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
| Then i like to Dissapurre | |
| Like i' m David Copperfield | |
| Man, Please, i' m 1 of the realist in rap! | |
| Thats right how could I go broke | |
| When i' m 1 of Bobs Cats | |
| see If u didn' t well now u know | |
| just Cock it back and let it Go | |
| My muscle cars is so strong | |
| The liscense say " BOWCO", | |
| Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
| reads, " BOWCO" | |
| Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO | |
| Hometown rider | |
| St. louis Resider | |
| Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
| Garage look like priza | |
| Motors i aint Jokin' | |
| Check my Chick she smokin' | |
| she sick wit it from | |
| St. Louis to Oakland | |
| Come On | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 3: Ali | |
| It' s not a game | |
| but ima still gon play in the streets | |
| Ball hard ' till i fall | |
| seven days of the week | |
| On monday ima get up and go | |
| and turn down the mall, | |
| Chick wit some dantley | |
| Puffy booty look small | |
| On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul' s Shop, | |
| Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
| Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
| Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
| Friday ima G4 to the westcoast, | |
| Hook up wit tha ese | |
| Come back with the best Smokes | |
| Saturday i like to down, | |
| Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
| with my 415 for | |
| BBB beatin' dat Nitti | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the ' morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i leave up out the ' morn | |
| they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy |
| zuò qǔ : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
| feat. Nelly | |
| Boy: | |
| This a Nitti beat! | |
| Chorus: Ali Gipp Nelly | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: Nelly girl | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 1: Gipp | |
| Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
| yea Gipp got 4 | |
| krispy kreme in the paint | |
| chrome on the toes | |
| Snow blows out the AC, 45 Doors | |
| and i never leave the club less its 45 hoes That' s right | |
| Money hungry hustlers, | |
| realestate investers, | |
| Get the fuckin friend | |
| like he' ll never be a customer | |
| Dougy fresh clean, | |
| on the scene chokin' Irene | |
| We don' t do relationships | |
| we' d rather have a fling, | |
| my jeans and my shoes worth | |
| more than a grand | |
| 40thousand in the car | |
| keep em closer at hand, | |
| Watch the stone in my ear | |
| make the hoes go " Dang!" | |
| and the women love me | |
| cuz they know who I am | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the ' morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i leave up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 2: Nelly Jermaine Dupri | |
| I' m ridin high in tha | |
| Sudan DeVille | |
| Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
| Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
| We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
| look herre ma now this the deal | |
| while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
| Then i like to Dissapurre | |
| Like i' m David Copperfield | |
| Man, Please, i' m 1 of the realist in rap! | |
| Thats right how could I go broke | |
| When i' m 1 of Bobs Cats | |
| see If u didn' t well now u know | |
| just Cock it back and let it Go | |
| My muscle cars is so strong | |
| The liscense say " BOWCO", | |
| Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
| reads, " BOWCO" | |
| Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO | |
| Hometown rider | |
| St. louis Resider | |
| Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
| Garage look like priza | |
| Motors i aint Jokin' | |
| Check my Chick she smokin' | |
| she sick wit it from | |
| St. Louis to Oakland | |
| Come On | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the mall | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i creep up out the mall | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy | |
| Verse 3: Ali | |
| It' s not a game | |
| but ima still gon play in the streets | |
| Ball hard ' till i fall | |
| seven days of the week | |
| On monday ima get up and go | |
| and turn down the mall, | |
| Chick wit some dantley | |
| Puffy booty look small | |
| On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul' s Shop, | |
| Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
| Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
| Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
| Friday ima G4 to the westcoast, | |
| Hook up wit tha ese | |
| Come back with the best Smokes | |
| Saturday i like to down, | |
| Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
| with my 415 for | |
| BBB beatin' dat Nitti | |
| Chorus: | |
| When i pull up in the club | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i step up in the ' morn | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| im goin hard in the paint | |
| we goin hard in the paint, | |
| and when i creep up out the club | |
| they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right | |
| see they say thats not right, | |
| and when i leave up out the ' morn | |
| they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| ya see they say thats not right | |
| Hook: | |
| I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
| tell em daddy | |
| I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
| kill em daddy |