| 作词 : Goodwin, Jones, Patterson ... | |
| (feat. Eight Ball & Mjg) | |
| [MJG] | |
| A natural fact: | |
| That I pimp tracks and freak around | |
| The game got cracks in them pipes, | |
| it's leakin' town | |
| My lines blow yo' mind, | |
| yo' senses remain puzzled | |
| Attacked by the weight of the bass | |
| in yo' chest, | |
| Eightball, MJG, MC Ren, | |
| nevertheless | |
| 'Cause we's the most | |
| My real-ass lizards, | |
| let's make a toast, | |
| and sing aloud to bustas, | |
| and force 'em to get ghost | |
| And coast to coast | |
| We shows loves in Network, | |
| while some try to impress people | |
| and get hurt. | |
| Deep thoughts cloud my conscience | |
| as I curl, | |
| up in the corner on hand, | |
| and then I hurl | |
| Call my girl | |
| Tell her I'm drunk | |
| and can't make it | |
| I tried to drink the whole damn bar | |
| and couldn't take it | |
| That's aiight! | |
| 'Cause come sunrise, | |
| I'm still rollin | |
| My nuts the only title I'm claimin' | |
| and still holdin' | |
| [Chorus- MC Ren] | |
| Now who in the ******* | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| You ******* ass *******z, | |
| y'all be too hesitant | |
| I, take my black ass | |
| down to the south | |
| ******* wanna ******* me | |
| while I'm in the Suave House | |
| *******, who in the ******* | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| Oh, I know you suck that *******, | |
| acting too hesitant | |
| We, MJG, Eightball, Villain, | |
| Make that straight ******* *******t, | |
| that's how these *******z feelin', Uh. | |
| [Eightball] | |
| Guess wo popped up, | |
| straight up out the cuts | |
| with lyrical buckshots | |
| spillin' all a ******* guts | |
| Touch whoever witness, | |
| strays when I displays, | |
| a thousand different ways to get paid | |
| with a phrase | |
| Days go by, | |
| I be hibernatin' gettin' high | |
| Dreamin' 'bout L.A. | |
| penetratin' somethin' fly | |
| Down in H-Town, | |
| or somewhere in the Mound, | |
| all eyes on me, baby, | |
| 'cause I get around | |
| We be like, connected | |
| weak-ass *******z get ejected | |
| Ooze like slime, | |
| dig this hines when we wreck *******t | |
| Uncut, coast to coast, | |
| slangin' audio **** | |
| Manglin' MCs, leavin' 'em, | |
| danglin' from ropes | |
| Boast, tryin' to be ****r than most, | |
| in my profession | |
| Me and the villain, microphone killin' | |
| no blood spillin' | |
| Phat raps with much cheddar | |
| in the tellers, | |
| Eightball and MJG and MC Ren, | |
| Foreva! | |
| *Chorus* | |
| [MC Ren] | |
| ******* that, *******, the villain be | |
| out in Houston, Tex., | |
| To ******* with them *******z from Suave | |
| who wanna flex. | |
| ******* *******z got kidnapped, | |
| with *******s in they mouth, | |
| fo' ******' Compton *******z, and | |
| *******z from down South, | |
| Eightball, MJG, where you at, | |
| space agent? | |
| Y'all prob'ly got all the ******* pagin' | |
| suckin' 'casian. | |
| Writin' left nuts, | |
| chapstick and lips, | |
| While *******-ass *******z spendin' chips, | |
| just to see the hips | |
| South-West connection, | |
| ******* bow tha ******* down | |
| ******* how them other *******z sound | |
| Villain be hated by *******z because | |
| they ******* *******es throb | |
| ready to slap that ho, | |
| every time a head bob, *******z be killin' me, | |
| Got that ******* T-Mixx, | |
| pull the ******' remix | |
| if these words don't hurt you, | |
| *******, got them stones and sticks, | |
| and some Compton-ass *******z | |
| to make you fade to black | |
| With some crazy Houston *******z | |
| in the cut in the back | |
| *chorus* | |
| fade to end |
| zuo ci : Goodwin, Jones, Patterson ... | |
| feat. Eight Ball Mjg | |
| MJG | |
| A natural fact: | |
| That I pimp tracks and freak around | |
| The game got cracks in them pipes, | |
| it' s leakin' town | |
| My lines blow yo' mind, | |
| yo' senses remain puzzled | |
| Attacked by the weight of the bass | |
| in yo' chest, | |
| Eightball, MJG, MC Ren, | |
| nevertheless | |
| ' Cause we' s the most | |
| My realass lizards, | |
| let' s make a toast, | |
| and sing aloud to bustas, | |
| and force ' em to get ghost | |
| And coast to coast | |
| We shows loves in Network, | |
| while some try to impress people | |
| and get hurt. | |
| Deep thoughts cloud my conscience | |
| as I curl, | |
| up in the corner on hand, | |
| and then I hurl | |
| Call my girl | |
| Tell her I' m drunk | |
| and can' t make it | |
| I tried to drink the whole damn bar | |
| and couldn' t take it | |
| That' s aiight! | |
| ' Cause come sunrise, | |
| I' m still rollin | |
| My nuts the only title I' m claimin' | |
| and still holdin' | |
| Chorus MC Ren | |
| Now who in the | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| You ass z, | |
| y' all be too hesitant | |
| I, take my black ass | |
| down to the south | |
| wanna me | |
| while I' m in the Suave House | |
| , who in the | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| Oh, I know you suck that , | |
| acting too hesitant | |
| We, MJG, Eightball, Villain, | |
| Make that straight t, | |
| that' s how these z feelin', Uh. | |
| Eightball | |
| Guess wo popped up, | |
| straight up out the cuts | |
| with lyrical buckshots | |
| spillin' all a guts | |
| Touch whoever witness, | |
| strays when I displays, | |
| a thousand different ways to get paid | |
| with a phrase | |
| Days go by, | |
| I be hibernatin' gettin' high | |
| Dreamin' ' bout L. A. | |
| penetratin' somethin' fly | |
| Down in HTown, | |
| or somewhere in the Mound, | |
| all eyes on me, baby, | |
| ' cause I get around | |
| We be like, connected | |
| weakass z get ejected | |
| Ooze like slime, | |
| dig this hines when we wreck t | |
| Uncut, coast to coast, | |
| slangin' audio | |
| Manglin' MCs, leavin' ' em, | |
| danglin' from ropes | |
| Boast, tryin' to be r than most, | |
| in my profession | |
| Me and the villain, microphone killin' | |
| no blood spillin' | |
| Phat raps with much cheddar | |
| in the tellers, | |
| Eightball and MJG and MC Ren, | |
| Foreva! | |
| Chorus | |
| MC Ren | |
| that, , the villain be | |
| out in Houston, Tex., | |
| To with them z from Suave | |
| who wanna flex. | |
| z got kidnapped, | |
| with s in they mouth, | |
| fo' ' Compton z, and | |
| z from down South, | |
| Eightball, MJG, where you at, | |
| space agent? | |
| Y' all prob' ly got all the pagin' | |
| suckin' ' casian. | |
| Writin' left nuts, | |
| chapstick and lips, | |
| While ass z spendin' chips, | |
| just to see the hips | |
| SouthWest connection, | |
| bow tha down | |
| how them other z sound | |
| Villain be hated by z because | |
| they es throb | |
| ready to slap that ho, | |
| every time a head bob, z be killin' me, | |
| Got that TMixx, | |
| pull the ' remix | |
| if these words don' t hurt you, | |
| , got them stones and sticks, | |
| and some Comptonass z | |
| to make you fade to black | |
| With some crazy Houston z | |
| in the cut in the back | |
| chorus | |
| fade to end |
| zuò cí : Goodwin, Jones, Patterson ... | |
| feat. Eight Ball Mjg | |
| MJG | |
| A natural fact: | |
| That I pimp tracks and freak around | |
| The game got cracks in them pipes, | |
| it' s leakin' town | |
| My lines blow yo' mind, | |
| yo' senses remain puzzled | |
| Attacked by the weight of the bass | |
| in yo' chest, | |
| Eightball, MJG, MC Ren, | |
| nevertheless | |
| ' Cause we' s the most | |
| My realass lizards, | |
| let' s make a toast, | |
| and sing aloud to bustas, | |
| and force ' em to get ghost | |
| And coast to coast | |
| We shows loves in Network, | |
| while some try to impress people | |
| and get hurt. | |
| Deep thoughts cloud my conscience | |
| as I curl, | |
| up in the corner on hand, | |
| and then I hurl | |
| Call my girl | |
| Tell her I' m drunk | |
| and can' t make it | |
| I tried to drink the whole damn bar | |
| and couldn' t take it | |
| That' s aiight! | |
| ' Cause come sunrise, | |
| I' m still rollin | |
| My nuts the only title I' m claimin' | |
| and still holdin' | |
| Chorus MC Ren | |
| Now who in the | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| You ass z, | |
| y' all be too hesitant | |
| I, take my black ass | |
| down to the south | |
| wanna me | |
| while I' m in the Suave House | |
| , who in the | |
| wanna come and represent? | |
| Oh, I know you suck that , | |
| acting too hesitant | |
| We, MJG, Eightball, Villain, | |
| Make that straight t, | |
| that' s how these z feelin', Uh. | |
| Eightball | |
| Guess wo popped up, | |
| straight up out the cuts | |
| with lyrical buckshots | |
| spillin' all a guts | |
| Touch whoever witness, | |
| strays when I displays, | |
| a thousand different ways to get paid | |
| with a phrase | |
| Days go by, | |
| I be hibernatin' gettin' high | |
| Dreamin' ' bout L. A. | |
| penetratin' somethin' fly | |
| Down in HTown, | |
| or somewhere in the Mound, | |
| all eyes on me, baby, | |
| ' cause I get around | |
| We be like, connected | |
| weakass z get ejected | |
| Ooze like slime, | |
| dig this hines when we wreck t | |
| Uncut, coast to coast, | |
| slangin' audio | |
| Manglin' MCs, leavin' ' em, | |
| danglin' from ropes | |
| Boast, tryin' to be r than most, | |
| in my profession | |
| Me and the villain, microphone killin' | |
| no blood spillin' | |
| Phat raps with much cheddar | |
| in the tellers, | |
| Eightball and MJG and MC Ren, | |
| Foreva! | |
| Chorus | |
| MC Ren | |
| that, , the villain be | |
| out in Houston, Tex., | |
| To with them z from Suave | |
| who wanna flex. | |
| z got kidnapped, | |
| with s in they mouth, | |
| fo' ' Compton z, and | |
| z from down South, | |
| Eightball, MJG, where you at, | |
| space agent? | |
| Y' all prob' ly got all the pagin' | |
| suckin' ' casian. | |
| Writin' left nuts, | |
| chapstick and lips, | |
| While ass z spendin' chips, | |
| just to see the hips | |
| SouthWest connection, | |
| bow tha down | |
| how them other z sound | |
| Villain be hated by z because | |
| they es throb | |
| ready to slap that ho, | |
| every time a head bob, z be killin' me, | |
| Got that TMixx, | |
| pull the ' remix | |
| if these words don' t hurt you, | |
| , got them stones and sticks, | |
| and some Comptonass z | |
| to make you fade to black | |
| With some crazy Houston z | |
| in the cut in the back | |
| chorus | |
| fade to end |
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