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