| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bass, Johnson, Mathers, Resto |
| [00:06.419] | Haha |
| [00:08.818] | Ca$his, Ca$his |
| [00:10.032] | Yeah! |
| [00:10.767] | King Mathers |
| [00:11.510] | C'MON! |
| [00:13.343] | Pistol poppin, come get me nigga! |
| [00:15.983] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [00:18.415] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [00:20.927] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [00:23.337] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [00:26.064] | Walk through the door with my hands on a gun |
| [00:28.288] | Cause niggaz 'round here wanna ask where I'm from |
| [00:30.847] | I throw up my signs, step back and pop one |
| [00:33.464] | 'fore you throw up your sign if you even got one |
| [00:36.024] | I used to bust niggaz heads open for fun |
| [00:38.269] | Chase him down, stomp him out, if he tried to run |
| [00:40.862] | I could flip packs, get stacks, big straps, where it at? |
| [00:43.629] | Slung crack, real cat, you ain't never did that |
| [00:46.161] | Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat |
| [00:48.690] | I don't sleep, homie I'm watched by the police |
| [00:51.185] | Cops out patrolling, grab a glock-40 |
| [00:53.697] | Sniper at the squad car, story noting |
| [00:56.232] | **** it if you want beef, click-clack, wack rap |
| [00:58.920] | Tossed straps before, I'm out of here, homie |
| [01:01.254] | Militant in a sense, I don't really give a shit |
| [01:03.763] | Call up, Eminem, I gotta plead innocent |
| [01:06.299] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:08.709] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [01:11.245] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [01:13.538] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [01:16.328] | Sixteenth in my sneakers, I ain't listen to my teachers |
| [01:18.652] | I'm the most hated nigga alive, since Jesus |
| [01:21.159] | Maybe in the afterlife they'll reveal my Christ-like abilities |
| [01:24.465] | Come back, then ride on my enemies |
| [01:26.351] | Never been afraid of beef, metals of my bravery |
| [01:28.841] | War situations got you sayin he, crazy G |
| [01:31.364] | And emerge with the beat, I can serve anything |
| [01:33.939] | Especially anybody tryin to diss my team ? Shady |
| [01:36.811] | G-Unit, Aftermath the same thing |
| [01:38.590] | So if you say them punk nigga you say me |
| [01:41.430] | I be in L.A.G, get at me when you see me |
| [01:43.861] | Catch you in O.C., and in the bag you'll be leaving |
| [01:46.356] | I ain't worried 'bout my freedom cause for me to get even |
| [01:48.878] | Is worth e'rything, it's on B.B.G.N. |
| [01:51.445] | I son'd you folk, I'm lookin at your pinkie |
| [01:53.870] | You a fake-ass gangsta, what a waste of my scenery |
| [01:56.511] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:58.973] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:01.530] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [02:03.850] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [02:06.671] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [02:09.176] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:11.597] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [02:13.969] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [02:16.553] | Maybe I just feel like there's too many pussies in rap |
| [02:18.937] | Shady (Ca$his) we gotta push 'em to the back |
| [02:21.470] | Move 'em along, push 'em aside, don't get me wrong |
| [02:23.907] | I love the finger snaps and the claps into the song |
| [02:26.379] | It's got a catch but come on man, the raps |
| [02:28.635] | We all gotta step our game up; especially these lame ****s |
| [02:31.611] | Who walk around with their chest out |
| [02:33.492] | Just tryin to be down with anybody who's left now |
| [02:35.979] | Better be down with them, huh |
| [02:37.905] | But I dare some bitch to say somethin about, Eminem |
| [02:40.884] | Cause I'm not in the mood to be playin around with dudes |
| [02:43.749] | I already seen two friends get shot in the head |
| [02:46.552] | And lay on the ground this year and, one didn't make it |
| [02:49.136] | Proof, you are the truth |
| [02:50.486] | Please don't let us come face to face with these boo-boo-hoo |
| [02:54.237] | Fake-ass tattooed havin |
| [02:56.260] | Fif' please tell 'em right now how hard it has been |
| [02:59.269] | For me to try and, stay out it |
| [03:01.289] | But they just won't quit runnin their mouth |
| [03:03.564] | At least 'til there's a gun in it; son of a bitch! |
| [03:05.713] | We all got shooters, yeah these days who doesn't? |
| [03:09.536] | And as far as the snaps and claps, I wasn't |
| [03:11.942] | Dissin the South, that isn't what this is about |
| [03:14.003] | I just so sick of the beef, I don't even wanna see anymore |
| [03:17.113] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:19.596] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:22.083] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [03:24.252] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [03:27.152] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:29.612] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:32.153] | The police find that, what's that sound? |
| [03:34.369] | While you layin on the ground with your ****in brain out |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bass, Johnson, Mathers, Resto |
| [00:06.419] | Haha |
| [00:08.818] | Ca his, Ca his |
| [00:10.032] | Yeah! |
| [00:10.767] | King Mathers |
| [00:11.510] | C' MON! |
| [00:13.343] | Pistol poppin, come get me nigga! |
| [00:15.983] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [00:18.415] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [00:20.927] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [00:23.337] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [00:26.064] | Walk through the door with my hands on a gun |
| [00:28.288] | Cause niggaz ' round here wanna ask where I' m from |
| [00:30.847] | I throw up my signs, step back and pop one |
| [00:33.464] | ' fore you throw up your sign if you even got one |
| [00:36.024] | I used to bust niggaz heads open for fun |
| [00:38.269] | Chase him down, stomp him out, if he tried to run |
| [00:40.862] | I could flip packs, get stacks, big straps, where it at? |
| [00:43.629] | Slung crack, real cat, you ain' t never did that |
| [00:46.161] | Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat |
| [00:48.690] | I don' t sleep, homie I' m watched by the police |
| [00:51.185] | Cops out patrolling, grab a glock40 |
| [00:53.697] | Sniper at the squad car, story noting |
| [00:56.232] | it if you want beef, clickclack, wack rap |
| [00:58.920] | Tossed straps before, I' m out of here, homie |
| [01:01.254] | Militant in a sense, I don' t really give a shit |
| [01:03.763] | Call up, Eminem, I gotta plead innocent |
| [01:06.299] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:08.709] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [01:11.245] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [01:13.538] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [01:16.328] | Sixteenth in my sneakers, I ain' t listen to my teachers |
| [01:18.652] | I' m the most hated nigga alive, since Jesus |
| [01:21.159] | Maybe in the afterlife they' ll reveal my Christlike abilities |
| [01:24.465] | Come back, then ride on my enemies |
| [01:26.351] | Never been afraid of beef, metals of my bravery |
| [01:28.841] | War situations got you sayin he, crazy G |
| [01:31.364] | And emerge with the beat, I can serve anything |
| [01:33.939] | Especially anybody tryin to diss my team ? Shady |
| [01:36.811] | GUnit, Aftermath the same thing |
| [01:38.590] | So if you say them punk nigga you say me |
| [01:41.430] | I be in L. A. G, get at me when you see me |
| [01:43.861] | Catch you in O. C., and in the bag you' ll be leaving |
| [01:46.356] | I ain' t worried ' bout my freedom cause for me to get even |
| [01:48.878] | Is worth e' rything, it' s on B. B. G. N. |
| [01:51.445] | I son' d you folk, I' m lookin at your pinkie |
| [01:53.870] | You a fakeass gangsta, what a waste of my scenery |
| [01:56.511] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:58.973] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:01.530] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [02:03.850] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [02:06.671] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [02:09.176] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:11.597] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [02:13.969] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [02:16.553] | Maybe I just feel like there' s too many pussies in rap |
| [02:18.937] | Shady Ca his we gotta push ' em to the back |
| [02:21.470] | Move ' em along, push ' em aside, don' t get me wrong |
| [02:23.907] | I love the finger snaps and the claps into the song |
| [02:26.379] | It' s got a catch but come on man, the raps |
| [02:28.635] | We all gotta step our game up especially these lame s |
| [02:31.611] | Who walk around with their chest out |
| [02:33.492] | Just tryin to be down with anybody who' s left now |
| [02:35.979] | Better be down with them, huh |
| [02:37.905] | But I dare some bitch to say somethin about, Eminem |
| [02:40.884] | Cause I' m not in the mood to be playin around with dudes |
| [02:43.749] | I already seen two friends get shot in the head |
| [02:46.552] | And lay on the ground this year and, one didn' t make it |
| [02:49.136] | Proof, you are the truth |
| [02:50.486] | Please don' t let us come face to face with these booboohoo |
| [02:54.237] | Fakeass tattooed havin |
| [02:56.260] | Fif' please tell ' em right now how hard it has been |
| [02:59.269] | For me to try and, stay out it |
| [03:01.289] | But they just won' t quit runnin their mouth |
| [03:03.564] | At least ' til there' s a gun in it son of a bitch! |
| [03:05.713] | We all got shooters, yeah these days who doesn' t? |
| [03:09.536] | And as far as the snaps and claps, I wasn' t |
| [03:11.942] | Dissin the South, that isn' t what this is about |
| [03:14.003] | I just so sick of the beef, I don' t even wanna see anymore |
| [03:17.113] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:19.596] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:22.083] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [03:24.252] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [03:27.152] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:29.612] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:32.153] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [03:34.369] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bass, Johnson, Mathers, Resto |
| [00:06.419] | Haha |
| [00:08.818] | Ca his, Ca his |
| [00:10.032] | Yeah! |
| [00:10.767] | King Mathers |
| [00:11.510] | C' MON! |
| [00:13.343] | Pistol poppin, come get me nigga! |
| [00:15.983] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [00:18.415] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [00:20.927] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [00:23.337] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [00:26.064] | Walk through the door with my hands on a gun |
| [00:28.288] | Cause niggaz ' round here wanna ask where I' m from |
| [00:30.847] | I throw up my signs, step back and pop one |
| [00:33.464] | ' fore you throw up your sign if you even got one |
| [00:36.024] | I used to bust niggaz heads open for fun |
| [00:38.269] | Chase him down, stomp him out, if he tried to run |
| [00:40.862] | I could flip packs, get stacks, big straps, where it at? |
| [00:43.629] | Slung crack, real cat, you ain' t never did that |
| [00:46.161] | Go hard, no peace, I gotta keep, chrome heat |
| [00:48.690] | I don' t sleep, homie I' m watched by the police |
| [00:51.185] | Cops out patrolling, grab a glock40 |
| [00:53.697] | Sniper at the squad car, story noting |
| [00:56.232] | it if you want beef, clickclack, wack rap |
| [00:58.920] | Tossed straps before, I' m out of here, homie |
| [01:01.254] | Militant in a sense, I don' t really give a shit |
| [01:03.763] | Call up, Eminem, I gotta plead innocent |
| [01:06.299] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:08.709] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [01:11.245] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [01:13.538] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [01:16.328] | Sixteenth in my sneakers, I ain' t listen to my teachers |
| [01:18.652] | I' m the most hated nigga alive, since Jesus |
| [01:21.159] | Maybe in the afterlife they' ll reveal my Christlike abilities |
| [01:24.465] | Come back, then ride on my enemies |
| [01:26.351] | Never been afraid of beef, metals of my bravery |
| [01:28.841] | War situations got you sayin he, crazy G |
| [01:31.364] | And emerge with the beat, I can serve anything |
| [01:33.939] | Especially anybody tryin to diss my team ? Shady |
| [01:36.811] | GUnit, Aftermath the same thing |
| [01:38.590] | So if you say them punk nigga you say me |
| [01:41.430] | I be in L. A. G, get at me when you see me |
| [01:43.861] | Catch you in O. C., and in the bag you' ll be leaving |
| [01:46.356] | I ain' t worried ' bout my freedom cause for me to get even |
| [01:48.878] | Is worth e' rything, it' s on B. B. G. N. |
| [01:51.445] | I son' d you folk, I' m lookin at your pinkie |
| [01:53.870] | You a fakeass gangsta, what a waste of my scenery |
| [01:56.511] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [01:58.973] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:01.530] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [02:03.850] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [02:06.671] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [02:09.176] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [02:11.597] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [02:13.969] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [02:16.553] | Maybe I just feel like there' s too many pussies in rap |
| [02:18.937] | Shady Ca his we gotta push ' em to the back |
| [02:21.470] | Move ' em along, push ' em aside, don' t get me wrong |
| [02:23.907] | I love the finger snaps and the claps into the song |
| [02:26.379] | It' s got a catch but come on man, the raps |
| [02:28.635] | We all gotta step our game up especially these lame s |
| [02:31.611] | Who walk around with their chest out |
| [02:33.492] | Just tryin to be down with anybody who' s left now |
| [02:35.979] | Better be down with them, huh |
| [02:37.905] | But I dare some bitch to say somethin about, Eminem |
| [02:40.884] | Cause I' m not in the mood to be playin around with dudes |
| [02:43.749] | I already seen two friends get shot in the head |
| [02:46.552] | And lay on the ground this year and, one didn' t make it |
| [02:49.136] | Proof, you are the truth |
| [02:50.486] | Please don' t let us come face to face with these booboohoo |
| [02:54.237] | Fakeass tattooed havin |
| [02:56.260] | Fif' please tell ' em right now how hard it has been |
| [02:59.269] | For me to try and, stay out it |
| [03:01.289] | But they just won' t quit runnin their mouth |
| [03:03.564] | At least ' til there' s a gun in it son of a bitch! |
| [03:05.713] | We all got shooters, yeah these days who doesn' t? |
| [03:09.536] | And as far as the snaps and claps, I wasn' t |
| [03:11.942] | Dissin the South, that isn' t what this is about |
| [03:14.003] | I just so sick of the beef, I don' t even wanna see anymore |
| [03:17.113] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:19.596] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:22.083] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [03:24.252] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |
| [03:27.152] | Pistol poppin, bodies droppin, layin all around |
| [03:29.612] | You thought it was a game, now the neighbors callin out |
| [03:32.153] | The police find that, what' s that sound? |
| [03:34.369] | While you layin on the ground with your in brain out |