Street Jeopardy Lyrics
| Song | Street Jeopardy |
| Artist | Wyclef Jean |
| Album | Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Duplessis, Forte, Jean | |
| Guys, you have to be more gangster, more bloodmore gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore | |
| Enough, come on, | |
| I'm not feeling it man | |
| More, more, man, | |
| I got you, alright, come with it“ | |
| The million dollar question is | |
| The million dollar question is street corner” | |
| This is what he said | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door? | |
| This is what | |
| I said, “You got guns? | |
| I got guns” | |
| Meet me at the corner store, this is what he said | |
| What does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west | |
| Even the teacher got a vest, this is what | |
| I saidYou can ask on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Not me, it could never happen to me | |
| Professor says, “ | |
| What you wanna do? | |
| Sell drugs or get a degree?” | |
| Looked at him and smiled with thirty two gold teeth | |
| And said, “ | |
| What you make in a year, | |
| I make it in a week” | |
| Elementary at the time, | |
| I don't think of gettin' caught | |
| Sellin' with degrees, pickups at the seaport, come on | |
| Once caught, you know the drill, it's military | |
| I can't lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy, come on | |
| Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair | |
| I'm fallin' and | |
| I can't get up like a dead hare | |
| You stare like you seen me before | |
| Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck | |
| And said, "Don't nothin' move but the goods" | |
| Caught an arrow in your back ****in' wit | |
| Robin Hood | |
| This street life'll get you if the hustle don't fit you | |
| Paranoid crews don't choose, nigga stick you | |
| Arms and foldin' macks to ya back tryin' a vick you | |
| Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through | |
| And if so, shalom, bless my soul, | |
| I'm homeI lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known | |
| A stone face is outta place when discussin' | |
| BIIf I have a second thought, you ought not reply | |
| I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin' | |
| Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin', oh well | |
| And every cell in the bang had a tenant | |
| With each of them regrettin' they was in it | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It's a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it's all pain | |
| Yeah, yeah, | |
| I got up, sunny day, | |
| Hood callin' my name | |
| Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin' | |
| Seemed to me that | |
| I was dreamin' | |
| I'd been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn | |
| Slugs form and | |
| I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical | |
| But the pain was all mental, | |
| I slipped into the shower | |
| Hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks, swarmed with cops | |
| Mad shots, hot shells dropped | |
| You ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door? | |
| Before many times, | |
| I answered back with a milli | |
| Now what? | |
| Now give me mine, it ain't no games like | |
| BDPMy nine meter go dang, hey, hey | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a .44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It's a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it's all pain |
| zuo ci : Duplessis, Forte, Jean | |
| Guys, you have to be more gangster, more bloodmore gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore | |
| Enough, come on, | |
| I' m not feeling it man | |
| More, more, man, | |
| I got you, alright, come with it" | |
| The million dollar question is | |
| The million dollar question is street corner" | |
| This is what he said | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44 at your door? | |
| This is what | |
| I said, " You got guns? | |
| I got guns" | |
| Meet me at the corner store, this is what he said | |
| What does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west | |
| Even the teacher got a vest, this is what | |
| I saidYou can ask on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Not me, it could never happen to me | |
| Professor says, " | |
| What you wanna do? | |
| Sell drugs or get a degree?" | |
| Looked at him and smiled with thirty two gold teeth | |
| And said, " | |
| What you make in a year, | |
| I make it in a week" | |
| Elementary at the time, | |
| I don' t think of gettin' caught | |
| Sellin' with degrees, pickups at the seaport, come on | |
| Once caught, you know the drill, it' s military | |
| I can' t lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy, come on | |
| Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair | |
| I' m fallin' and | |
| I can' t get up like a dead hare | |
| You stare like you seen me before | |
| Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck | |
| And said, " Don' t nothin' move but the goods" | |
| Caught an arrow in your back in' wit | |
| Robin Hood | |
| This street life' ll get you if the hustle don' t fit you | |
| Paranoid crews don' t choose, nigga stick you | |
| Arms and foldin' macks to ya back tryin' a vick you | |
| Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through | |
| And if so, shalom, bless my soul, | |
| I' m homeI lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known | |
| A stone face is outta place when discussin' | |
| BIIf I have a second thought, you ought not reply | |
| I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin' | |
| Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin', oh well | |
| And every cell in the bang had a tenant | |
| With each of them regrettin' they was in it | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It' s a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it' s all pain | |
| Yeah, yeah, | |
| I got up, sunny day, | |
| Hood callin' my name | |
| Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin' | |
| Seemed to me that | |
| I was dreamin' | |
| I' d been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn | |
| Slugs form and | |
| I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical | |
| But the pain was all mental, | |
| I slipped into the shower | |
| Hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks, swarmed with cops | |
| Mad shots, hot shells dropped | |
| You ever heard the sound of a . 44 at your door? | |
| Before many times, | |
| I answered back with a milli | |
| Now what? | |
| Now give me mine, it ain' t no games like | |
| BDPMy nine meter go dang, hey, hey | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It' s a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it' s all pain |
| zuò cí : Duplessis, Forte, Jean | |
| Guys, you have to be more gangster, more bloodmore gun talk, more people dying, more hardcore | |
| Enough, come on, | |
| I' m not feeling it man | |
| More, more, man, | |
| I got you, alright, come with it" | |
| The million dollar question is | |
| The million dollar question is street corner" | |
| This is what he said | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44 at your door? | |
| This is what | |
| I said, " You got guns? | |
| I got guns" | |
| Meet me at the corner store, this is what he said | |
| What does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west | |
| Even the teacher got a vest, this is what | |
| I saidYou can ask on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Not me, it could never happen to me | |
| Professor says, " | |
| What you wanna do? | |
| Sell drugs or get a degree?" | |
| Looked at him and smiled with thirty two gold teeth | |
| And said, " | |
| What you make in a year, | |
| I make it in a week" | |
| Elementary at the time, | |
| I don' t think of gettin' caught | |
| Sellin' with degrees, pickups at the seaport, come on | |
| Once caught, you know the drill, it' s military | |
| I can' t lie, it gets scary, you screamin' for your mommy, come on | |
| Truth or dare, beware, the game is never fair | |
| I' m fallin' and | |
| I can' t get up like a dead hare | |
| You stare like you seen me before | |
| Yup, you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck | |
| And said, " Don' t nothin' move but the goods" | |
| Caught an arrow in your back in' wit | |
| Robin Hood | |
| This street life' ll get you if the hustle don' t fit you | |
| Paranoid crews don' t choose, nigga stick you | |
| Arms and foldin' macks to ya back tryin' a vick you | |
| Belief in my crew wishin' foes never get through | |
| And if so, shalom, bless my soul, | |
| I' m homeI lived my life to the fullest, neighborhoods now known | |
| A stone face is outta place when discussin' | |
| BIIf I have a second thought, you ought not reply | |
| I fought hot and sticky summers when the game started heatin' | |
| Competition, mega jail, and the well, who was eatin', oh well | |
| And every cell in the bang had a tenant | |
| With each of them regrettin' they was in it | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It' s a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it' s all pain | |
| Yeah, yeah, | |
| I got up, sunny day, | |
| Hood callin' my name | |
| Strange, I feel nauseous, memories of a pine cauffin' | |
| Seemed to me that | |
| I was dreamin' | |
| I' d been struck by a crazed fan after the concert, damn | |
| Slugs form and | |
| I hurt, hopped up, checked my physical | |
| But the pain was all mental, | |
| I slipped into the shower | |
| Hopped out, got dressed, hit the blocks, swarmed with cops | |
| Mad shots, hot shells dropped | |
| You ever heard the sound of a . 44 at your door? | |
| Before many times, | |
| I answered back with a milli | |
| Now what? | |
| Now give me mine, it ain' t no games like | |
| BDPMy nine meter go dang, hey, hey | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of a . 44, at your door? | |
| You got guns, | |
| I got guns | |
| Meet me at the corner store, what does it all mean? | |
| After school, wild wild west, even the teacher got a vest | |
| You can ask, on the block, what does it all mean? | |
| Street Jeopardy, here we go yo, here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| It' s a shame in the game when you lose | |
| Son, they probably stoned ya today | |
| Have you ever played | |
| Jeopardy? | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo | |
| Here we go yo, here we go yo, money doubles for your troubles | |
| Though you lose some in the end it' s all pain |
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