| Song | Niggas Bleed |
| Artist | The Notorious B.I.G. |
| Album | Life After Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Combs, Jordan, Myrick ... |
| [00:02.19] | Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra |
| [00:06.18] | Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent you |
| [00:08.94] | Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges |
| [00:11.69] | I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them niggas brainless |
| [00:14.38] | All they tote is stainless, you just remain as |
| [00:17.33] | Calm as possible, make the deal go through |
| [00:19.89] | If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do |
| [00:22.76] | Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between |
| [00:25.82] | They eyes, like 'True Lies', kill 'em and flee the scene |
| [00:28.65] | Just bring back the coke or the cream |
| [00:30.72] | Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank |
| [00:34.10] | Them cats we f**kin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank |
| [00:37.03] | Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady |
| [00:40.00] | Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with dirty 380's |
| [00:42.00] | Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out |
| [00:45.13] | I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out |
| [00:47.97] | F**k the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they pussy |
| [00:50.59] | The seven digits push me, f**kin' real, here's the deal |
| [00:54.09] | I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece |
| [00:56.64] | Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach |
| [00:59.76] | Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? |
| [01:02.01] | Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech |
| [01:05.25] | Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five |
| [01:08.18] | I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank pay attention |
| [01:10.99] | These motherf**kers is henchmen, renegades |
| [01:13.43] | If you die they still get paid, extra probably |
| [01:16.05] | F**k a robbery, I'm the boss, promise you won't rob 'em, I promise |
| [01:20.08] | But of course you know I had my fingers crossed |
| [01:22.46] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:23.58] | |
| [01:24.12] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [01:26.49] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [01:28.12] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:29.37] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [01:32.37] | Make the motherf**kin' beef cook |
| [01:33.81] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:35.37] | Picture a nigga hidin', my life in that man hands |
| [01:38.18] | While he just decidin' |
| [01:39.50] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:40.93] | I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all |
| [01:43.38] | Runnin' ain't in my protocol |
| [01:44.76] | |
| [01:45.70] | Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron |
| [01:48.36] | From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon |
| [01:50.61] | Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley |
| [01:53.87] | Stupid as a young 'un, chose not the moves wisely |
| [01:56.63] | Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Juxs |
| [02:00.46] | Heard it was sweet, 'bout three-fifty a piece |
| [02:02.51] | Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut |
| [02:04.94] | His peeps got bucked, got locked the f**k up |
| [02:07.63] | That's when Ron vanished, came back, speakin' Spanish |
| [02:10.63] | Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats |
| [02:12.88] | Here's a criminal, nigga made America's Most |
| [02:16.26] | Killed his baby, mother, brother, slit his throat |
| [02:18.63] | The nigga got bagged with the toast |
| [02:20.45] | Weeded, took it to trial, beat it |
| [02:22.57] | Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it |
| [02:24.32] | Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds |
| [02:27.20] | |
| [02:27.77] | Everything to gain, embedded in his brain |
| [02:30.65] | And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds |
| [02:33.28] | Specially if my daughter cryin', I ain't lyin' |
| [02:35.65] | Y'all know the science |
| [02:36.65] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:37.74] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [02:39.61] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [02:41.67] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:43.11] | |
| [02:43.62] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [02:45.99] | Make the motherf**kin' beef cook |
| [02:47.43] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:49.12] | Picture a nigga hidin' my life in that man hands |
| [02:51.93] | While he just decidin' |
| [02:53.35] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:54.73] | I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all |
| [02:56.95] | Runnin' ain't in my protocol |
| [02:58.45] | |
| [02:59.44] | We agreed to go on shootin' is silly |
| [03:01.38] | Because niggas could be hidin' in showers with Mac-Milli's |
| [03:04.34] | So I freaked 'em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican |
| [03:07.51] | Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her |
| [03:10.76] | Peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from my workers |
| [03:13.26] | And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us |
| [03:15.44] | We blazed they place, long story, Glo' sent my face |
| [03:18.81] | Got shook, thought a nigga was comin' for the safe |
| [03:21.41] | Now she breakin', shut up, 112, what's shakin'? |
| [03:24.47] | A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay |
| [03:27.28] | In a black Range Rover, been outside all day |
| [03:30.09] | If it's trouble let me know, I'll be on my way |
| [03:32.78] | Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed |
| [03:36.81] | Nightmare, this bitch don't need it |
| [03:38.45] | Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we 'bout to blow this |
| [03:41.71] | Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice |
| [03:44.07] | Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place |
| [03:47.74] | When they evacuate, they meet they fate |
| [03:49.68] | Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga passed me kerosene |
| [03:52.43] | |
| [03:53.06] | F**k it, it's flammable, my hunger is unexplainable |
| [03:56.01] | Strike the match, just what I expected |
| [03:58.69] | The dread kid ejected in seconds |
| [04:00.13] | |
| [04:01.02] | And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian |
| [04:03.90] | |
| [04:04.46] | We in the hallway waitin' patient |
| [04:06.07] | As soon as she hit the door we start blastin' |
| [04:09.38] | I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughin', I swear to God |
| [04:13.07] | I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest |
| [04:16.26] | Spit around, shot the chink in the breast |
| [04:18.44] | |
| [04:18.96] | She cryin', head shots put her to rest |
| [04:21.40] | Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces |
| [04:23.84] | |
| [04:24.68] | The spot's hot, sprinklers, alarm systems |
| [04:27.13] | That's when other guests start to slip in |
| [04:29.42] | It's time for us to get to dippin' |
| [04:30.56] | I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up |
| [04:33.32] | Flippin', pistol grippin', I load the clip in |
| [04:35.88] | The hallway, got real loud and crowded |
| [04:38.38] | They walked right past us, I don't know how they allowed it |
| [04:41.44] | The funny thing about it, through all the excitement |
| [04:44.03] | They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant |
| [04:45.96] | |
| [04:46.90] | Stupid motherf**kers |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Combs, Jordan, Myrick ... |
| [00:02.19] | Today' s agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra |
| [00:06.18] | Go to room 112, tell ' em Blanco sent you |
| [00:08.94] | Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges |
| [00:11.69] | I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them niggas brainless |
| [00:14.38] | All they tote is stainless, you just remain as |
| [00:17.33] | Calm as possible, make the deal go through |
| [00:19.89] | If not, here' s 12 shots, we know how you do |
| [00:22.76] | Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between |
| [00:25.82] | They eyes, like ' True Lies', kill ' em and flee the scene |
| [00:28.65] | Just bring back the coke or the cream |
| [00:30.72] | Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank |
| [00:34.10] | Them cats we f kin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank |
| [00:37.03] | Let' s get this money baby, they shady, we get shady |
| [00:40.00] | Dress up like ladies and burn ' em with dirty 380' s |
| [00:42.00] | Then they come to kill our babies, that' s all out |
| [00:45.13] | I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out |
| [00:47.97] | F k the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they pussy |
| [00:50.59] | The seven digits push me, f kin' real, here' s the deal |
| [00:54.09] | I got a hundred bricks, fourteenfive a piece |
| [00:56.64] | Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach |
| [00:59.76] | Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? |
| [01:02.01] | Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech |
| [01:05.25] | Think about it now, that' s damn near onepointfive |
| [01:08.18] | I kill ' em all I' ll be set for life, Frank pay attention |
| [01:10.99] | These motherf kers is henchmen, renegades |
| [01:13.43] | If you die they still get paid, extra probably |
| [01:16.05] | F k a robbery, I' m the boss, promise you won' t rob ' em, I promise |
| [01:20.08] | But of course you know I had my fingers crossed |
| [01:22.46] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:23.58] | |
| [01:24.12] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [01:26.49] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [01:28.12] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:29.37] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [01:32.37] | Make the motherf kin' beef cook |
| [01:33.81] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:35.37] | Picture a nigga hidin', my life in that man hands |
| [01:38.18] | While he just decidin' |
| [01:39.50] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:40.93] | I' d rather go toe to toe with all of y' all |
| [01:43.38] | Runnin' ain' t in my protocol |
| [01:44.76] | |
| [01:45.70] | Since it' s on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron |
| [01:48.36] | From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon |
| [01:50.61] | Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley |
| [01:53.87] | Stupid as a young ' un, chose not the moves wisely |
| [01:56.63] | Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Juxs |
| [02:00.46] | Heard it was sweet, ' bout threefifty a piece |
| [02:02.51] | Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut |
| [02:04.94] | His peeps got bucked, got locked the f k up |
| [02:07.63] | That' s when Ron vanished, came back, speakin' Spanish |
| [02:10.63] | Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats |
| [02:12.88] | Here' s a criminal, nigga made America' s Most |
| [02:16.26] | Killed his baby, mother, brother, slit his throat |
| [02:18.63] | The nigga got bagged with the toast |
| [02:20.45] | Weeded, took it to trial, beat it |
| [02:22.57] | Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it |
| [02:24.32] | Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds |
| [02:27.20] | |
| [02:27.77] | Everything to gain, embedded in his brain |
| [02:30.65] | And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds |
| [02:33.28] | Specially if my daughter cryin', I ain' t lyin' |
| [02:35.65] | Y' all know the science |
| [02:36.65] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:37.74] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [02:39.61] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [02:41.67] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:43.11] | |
| [02:43.62] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [02:45.99] | Make the motherf kin' beef cook |
| [02:47.43] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:49.12] | Picture a nigga hidin' my life in that man hands |
| [02:51.93] | While he just decidin' |
| [02:53.35] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:54.73] | I' d rather go toe to toe with all of y' all |
| [02:56.95] | Runnin' ain' t in my protocol |
| [02:58.45] | |
| [02:59.44] | We agreed to go on shootin' is silly |
| [03:01.38] | Because niggas could be hidin' in showers with MacMilli' s |
| [03:04.34] | So I freaked ' em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican |
| [03:07.51] | Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her |
| [03:10.76] | Peeps in ninetyone, stole a gun from my workers |
| [03:13.26] | And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us |
| [03:15.44] | We blazed they place, long story, Glo' sent my face |
| [03:18.81] | Got shook, thought a nigga was comin' for the safe |
| [03:21.41] | Now she breakin', shut up, 112, what' s shakin'? |
| [03:24.47] | A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay |
| [03:27.28] | In a black Range Rover, been outside all day |
| [03:30.09] | If it' s trouble let me know, I' ll be on my way |
| [03:32.78] | Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed |
| [03:36.81] | Nightmare, this bitch don' t need it |
| [03:38.45] | Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we ' bout to blow this |
| [03:41.71] | Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice |
| [03:44.07] | Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place |
| [03:47.74] | When they evacuate, they meet they fate |
| [03:49.68] | Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga passed me kerosene |
| [03:52.43] | |
| [03:53.06] | F k it, it' s flammable, my hunger is unexplainable |
| [03:56.01] | Strike the match, just what I expected |
| [03:58.69] | The dread kid ejected in seconds |
| [04:00.13] | |
| [04:01.02] | And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian |
| [04:03.90] | |
| [04:04.46] | We in the hallway waitin' patient |
| [04:06.07] | As soon as she hit the door we start blastin' |
| [04:09.38] | I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughin', I swear to God |
| [04:13.07] | I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest |
| [04:16.26] | Spit around, shot the chink in the breast |
| [04:18.44] | |
| [04:18.96] | She cryin', head shots put her to rest |
| [04:21.40] | Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces |
| [04:23.84] | |
| [04:24.68] | The spot' s hot, sprinklers, alarm systems |
| [04:27.13] | That' s when other guests start to slip in |
| [04:29.42] | It' s time for us to get to dippin' |
| [04:30.56] | I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up |
| [04:33.32] | Flippin', pistol grippin', I load the clip in |
| [04:35.88] | The hallway, got real loud and crowded |
| [04:38.38] | They walked right past us, I don' t know how they allowed it |
| [04:41.44] | The funny thing about it, through all the excitement |
| [04:44.03] | They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant |
| [04:45.96] | |
| [04:46.90] | Stupid motherf kers |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Combs, Jordan, Myrick ... |
| [00:02.19] | Today' s agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra |
| [00:06.18] | Go to room 112, tell ' em Blanco sent you |
| [00:08.94] | Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges |
| [00:11.69] | I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them niggas brainless |
| [00:14.38] | All they tote is stainless, you just remain as |
| [00:17.33] | Calm as possible, make the deal go through |
| [00:19.89] | If not, here' s 12 shots, we know how you do |
| [00:22.76] | Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between |
| [00:25.82] | They eyes, like ' True Lies', kill ' em and flee the scene |
| [00:28.65] | Just bring back the coke or the cream |
| [00:30.72] | Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank |
| [00:34.10] | Them cats we f kin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank |
| [00:37.03] | Let' s get this money baby, they shady, we get shady |
| [00:40.00] | Dress up like ladies and burn ' em with dirty 380' s |
| [00:42.00] | Then they come to kill our babies, that' s all out |
| [00:45.13] | I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out |
| [00:47.97] | F k the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they pussy |
| [00:50.59] | The seven digits push me, f kin' real, here' s the deal |
| [00:54.09] | I got a hundred bricks, fourteenfive a piece |
| [00:56.64] | Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach |
| [00:59.76] | Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? |
| [01:02.01] | Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech |
| [01:05.25] | Think about it now, that' s damn near onepointfive |
| [01:08.18] | I kill ' em all I' ll be set for life, Frank pay attention |
| [01:10.99] | These motherf kers is henchmen, renegades |
| [01:13.43] | If you die they still get paid, extra probably |
| [01:16.05] | F k a robbery, I' m the boss, promise you won' t rob ' em, I promise |
| [01:20.08] | But of course you know I had my fingers crossed |
| [01:22.46] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:23.58] | |
| [01:24.12] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [01:26.49] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [01:28.12] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:29.37] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [01:32.37] | Make the motherf kin' beef cook |
| [01:33.81] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:35.37] | Picture a nigga hidin', my life in that man hands |
| [01:38.18] | While he just decidin' |
| [01:39.50] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [01:40.93] | I' d rather go toe to toe with all of y' all |
| [01:43.38] | Runnin' ain' t in my protocol |
| [01:44.76] | |
| [01:45.70] | Since it' s on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron |
| [01:48.36] | From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon |
| [01:50.61] | Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley |
| [01:53.87] | Stupid as a young ' un, chose not the moves wisely |
| [01:56.63] | Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Juxs |
| [02:00.46] | Heard it was sweet, ' bout threefifty a piece |
| [02:02.51] | Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut |
| [02:04.94] | His peeps got bucked, got locked the f k up |
| [02:07.63] | That' s when Ron vanished, came back, speakin' Spanish |
| [02:10.63] | Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats |
| [02:12.88] | Here' s a criminal, nigga made America' s Most |
| [02:16.26] | Killed his baby, mother, brother, slit his throat |
| [02:18.63] | The nigga got bagged with the toast |
| [02:20.45] | Weeded, took it to trial, beat it |
| [02:22.57] | Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it |
| [02:24.32] | Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds |
| [02:27.20] | |
| [02:27.77] | Everything to gain, embedded in his brain |
| [02:30.65] | And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds |
| [02:33.28] | Specially if my daughter cryin', I ain' t lyin' |
| [02:35.65] | Y' all know the science |
| [02:36.65] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:37.74] | Picture me bein' scared of a nigga |
| [02:39.61] | That breathe the same air as me |
| [02:41.67] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:43.11] | |
| [02:43.62] | Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners |
| [02:45.99] | Make the motherf kin' beef cook |
| [02:47.43] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:49.12] | Picture a nigga hidin' my life in that man hands |
| [02:51.93] | While he just decidin' |
| [02:53.35] | Niggas bleed just like us |
| [02:54.73] | I' d rather go toe to toe with all of y' all |
| [02:56.95] | Runnin' ain' t in my protocol |
| [02:58.45] | |
| [02:59.44] | We agreed to go on shootin' is silly |
| [03:01.38] | Because niggas could be hidin' in showers with MacMilli' s |
| [03:04.34] | So I freaked ' em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican |
| [03:07.51] | Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her |
| [03:10.76] | Peeps in ninetyone, stole a gun from my workers |
| [03:13.26] | And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us |
| [03:15.44] | We blazed they place, long story, Glo' sent my face |
| [03:18.81] | Got shook, thought a nigga was comin' for the safe |
| [03:21.41] | Now she breakin', shut up, 112, what' s shakin'? |
| [03:24.47] | A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay |
| [03:27.28] | In a black Range Rover, been outside all day |
| [03:30.09] | If it' s trouble let me know, I' ll be on my way |
| [03:32.78] | Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed |
| [03:36.81] | Nightmare, this bitch don' t need it |
| [03:38.45] | Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we ' bout to blow this |
| [03:41.71] | Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice |
| [03:44.07] | Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place |
| [03:47.74] | When they evacuate, they meet they fate |
| [03:49.68] | Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga passed me kerosene |
| [03:52.43] | |
| [03:53.06] | F k it, it' s flammable, my hunger is unexplainable |
| [03:56.01] | Strike the match, just what I expected |
| [03:58.69] | The dread kid ejected in seconds |
| [04:00.13] | |
| [04:01.02] | And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian |
| [04:03.90] | |
| [04:04.46] | We in the hallway waitin' patient |
| [04:06.07] | As soon as she hit the door we start blastin' |
| [04:09.38] | I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughin', I swear to God |
| [04:13.07] | I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest |
| [04:16.26] | Spit around, shot the chink in the breast |
| [04:18.44] | |
| [04:18.96] | She cryin', head shots put her to rest |
| [04:21.40] | Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces |
| [04:23.84] | |
| [04:24.68] | The spot' s hot, sprinklers, alarm systems |
| [04:27.13] | That' s when other guests start to slip in |
| [04:29.42] | It' s time for us to get to dippin' |
| [04:30.56] | I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up |
| [04:33.32] | Flippin', pistol grippin', I load the clip in |
| [04:35.88] | The hallway, got real loud and crowded |
| [04:38.38] | They walked right past us, I don' t know how they allowed it |
| [04:41.44] | The funny thing about it, through all the excitement |
| [04:44.03] | They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant |
| [04:45.96] | |
| [04:46.90] | Stupid motherf kers |