Let It Fly

Song Let It Fly
Artist Trick Trick
Album The Villain

Lyrics

作曲 : Jackson, Mathis
Yeah! This your boy
Trick Trick
I got my dawg
Ice Cube in this mother****** (Lench Mob!)
I got my dawg
Lil Jon close by too
Right about now
I need everybody to get they mother****** hands up
And wherever the ****** you from
Let the whole club see it
What! What!
Like this! [Chorus: Lil Jon]
Throw your hood up, nigga let me see it (let me see it)
Throw your sets up high in the sky (in the sky)
Let the whole club know that you in this bitch
Throw your hood up, nigga let it fly (let it fly) [Trick Trick]
From 7 Mile,
B.K. to Crenshaw to
Camden to
Bankhead All our homies get cheese (get cheese)
Lynnwood to
A-Z, Compton to
Brook-nam
Fifth Ward hitters pimp be (pimp be)
School Craft to
Grape Street,
Harlem to 8th
Street Ninth
Ward killers throw it up (throw it up)
Southwest to
Brightmo',
Puritan to 6
Mile Number streets won't hold 'em up (hold 'em up)
Eastside you see the
E's, Westside show the dubs
Riders all around throwin fourths (throwin fourth)
Blue and red flags up in the air hangin high and can see 'em
C'in and B-walk (B-walk)
Little G's khaki suited with
French braids,
AF-1's Ducati frames on beams (on beams)
O.G.'s distributin them big thangs swingin them big chains
Sportin that lil' teen (teen) [Chorus] [Ice Cube]
Yeah G-A-N-
G-S-T-A (gangsta)
S-H-I-T in a white tee (you know)
I am the H-double-
O-D Y'all niggaz know me, the big double
O.G. (yea-yea)
****** the police,
I used to roll goalie
I used to hold these and drink down 40's
All the rolies would come to control me
I'm uncontrollable when
I'm on some gold
D's (ooh-ooooh!)
Back the ****** up,
I'm hard as concrete
Sidewalk gun talk university
Every hood's the same, up in
Detroit I'm with
Trick Trick, smoked about three joints
On to bump one 'fore we hit the parkin lot
After the fifth one niggaz don't talk a lot
Hit the club, mean mug, what you lookin at? (What you lookin at?)
Who that bitch you with?
I'll put a hook in that [Chorus] [Lil Jon]
If you true to yo' hood and you rep yo' set
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Eastside,
Westside,
Southside, where you at?
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
What up cuz, cuz?
What up Blood,
Blood? Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Midwest, West
Coast, Dirty
South, East
Coast Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up [Chorus] [Outro: Ice Cube (Trick)]
What up Trick
Trick? (What up O.G.?)
This your nigga
Ice Cube (right)
Now check this out,
I'm in downtown
Detroit (alright)
On my way to the club (right)
I find out, that the bitch
I'm text messagin (uh-huh)
Is the same bitch the mayor's text messagin (OHHH!)
What niggaz to do man?
But keep it hood, ****** it

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Jackson, Mathis
Yeah! This your boy
Trick Trick
I got my dawg
Ice Cube in this mother Lench Mob!
I got my dawg
Lil Jon close by too
Right about now
I need everybody to get they mother hands up
And wherever the you from
Let the whole club see it
What! What!
Like this! Chorus: Lil Jon
Throw your hood up, nigga let me see it let me see it
Throw your sets up high in the sky in the sky
Let the whole club know that you in this bitch
Throw your hood up, nigga let it fly let it fly Trick Trick
From 7 Mile,
B. K. to Crenshaw to
Camden to
Bankhead All our homies get cheese get cheese
Lynnwood to
AZ, Compton to
Brooknam
Fifth Ward hitters pimp be pimp be
School Craft to
Grape Street,
Harlem to 8th
Street Ninth
Ward killers throw it up throw it up
Southwest to
Brightmo',
Puritan to 6
Mile Number streets won' t hold ' em up hold ' em up
Eastside you see the
E' s, Westside show the dubs
Riders all around throwin fourths throwin fourth
Blue and red flags up in the air hangin high and can see ' em
C' in and Bwalk Bwalk
Little G' s khaki suited with
French braids,
AF1' s Ducati frames on beams on beams
O. G.' s distributin them big thangs swingin them big chains
Sportin that lil' teen teen Chorus Ice Cube
Yeah GAN
GSTA gangsta
SHIT in a white tee you know
I am the Hdouble
OD Y' all niggaz know me, the big double
O. G. yeayea
the police,
I used to roll goalie
I used to hold these and drink down 40' s
All the rolies would come to control me
I' m uncontrollable when
I' m on some gold
D' s oohooooh!
Back the up,
I' m hard as concrete
Sidewalk gun talk university
Every hood' s the same, up in
Detroit I' m with
Trick Trick, smoked about three joints
On to bump one ' fore we hit the parkin lot
After the fifth one niggaz don' t talk a lot
Hit the club, mean mug, what you lookin at? What you lookin at?
Who that bitch you with?
I' ll put a hook in that Chorus Lil Jon
If you true to yo' hood and you rep yo' set
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Eastside,
Westside,
Southside, where you at?
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
What up cuz, cuz?
What up Blood,
Blood? Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Midwest, West
Coast, Dirty
South, East
Coast Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up Chorus Outro: Ice Cube Trick
What up Trick
Trick? What up O. G.?
This your nigga
Ice Cube right
Now check this out,
I' m in downtown
Detroit alright
On my way to the club right
I find out, that the bitch
I' m text messagin uhhuh
Is the same bitch the mayor' s text messagin OHHH!
What niggaz to do man?
But keep it hood, it