[00:00.00] 作词 : J.Graham/M. Betha/M. Curry/R.Ross/S. Combs/T. Coleman
[00:01.00] 作曲 : J.Graham/M. Betha/M. Curry/R.Ross/S. Combs/T. Coleman
[00:15.00]featuring G-Dep, Marc Curry, Mase, & Puff Daddy
[00:16.71]Verse One：Puffy
[00:21.33]When night falls, that's when it all begins
[00:23.79]Be prepared we can allow no loose ends
[00:26.67]I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms
[00:28.95]This is no false alarm
[00:30.48]They want to do us harm
[00:31.86]Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house
[00:34.29]They want to bring us down
[00:35.67]Then drag us out
[00:36.87]It's all about niggas that doubt our reputation
[00:39.36]Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing
[00:41.91]Want twist us all in there black magic
[00:44.85]? suggest paper of wars and break havoc
[00:46.89]Are u ready, don't sleep on them
[00:48.84]Ain't petty, you get that ass thrown like infedy
[00:51.54]Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy
[00:54.15]Leave all the does behind that act iffy
[00:56.58]We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat
[00:58.98]Till the other side retreats
[01:00.66]Under six feet beneath
[01:01.74]C'mon
[01:01.89]Verse Two: Mark Curry
[01:02.43]I told u that is a saw I wore
[01:04.20]I'm a kill
[01:04.86]When the rebel yells song that don't stop till
[01:07.47]It's done, see I got guns and I m sick
[01:10.17]See how you said meet me here and I came quick
[01:12.66]Them same catz on the most wanted list
[01:15.00]We can hit them, Then straight disappear in the mist
[01:18.84]?,Won't cease to exist
[01:20.31]I shoot to kill and I'll be damned if I miss
[01:22.80]A warrior waiting for Armageddon
[01:25.08]I get serious as hell when I'm threatened
[01:27.27]Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury
[01:30.27]Send them back their apostle's fossils and crazed right
[01:33.39]A rude awakening and but now I'm alert
[01:35.37]And that's right down my line of work
[01:37.35]The whole Brotherhood new verse, gutless cowards with no back
[01:40.77]And watch how they all fall flat
[01:43.35]Ahh
[01:43.38]Chorus:
[01:43.53]Niggas gone fall out
[01:44.82]The got us up against the wall
[01:46.35]Here I call out, let it all out
[01:48.75]With or without you I'm for war
[01:50.76]Some mother****er worth dying for, ah-huh
[01:53.70]Niggas gone fall out
[01:54.96]The got us up against the wall
[01:56.55]Here I call out, let it all out
[01:58.95]With or without you I'm for war
[02:00.99]Some mother****er worth dying for, ah-huh
[02:02.52]Verse Three: Black Rob
[02:03.15]Yo,
[02:03.42]You want hot soup, I got mother****er like up on in attica
[02:06.39]Guns ridiculous like battle star galactica
[02:08.88]What's this, want to insult my family?
[02:11.22]La familia, actin like ones of us goin to kill ya
[02:14.07]I want ya'll dues,
[02:14.91]Mother****er hit the fan, we going to be eatin your food
[02:17.70]Time up in the new
[02:18.90]Then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off
[02:21.42]What, I didn't here the news five slayin the law
[02:23.79]Man, how I don't want do these catz
[02:26.01]I lay mousetraps for those mice house ****ers that house gat
[02:29.37]They want to out me, I know killers from down south be
[02:31.83]Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet about me
[02:34.53]I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck
[02:36.75]Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets
[02:39.36]Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw
[02:42.51]Go play 4-4's ready for war
[02:43.62]Verse Four: Mase
[02:44.91]All out, what what,
[02:45.78]Wanna blow, what what
[02:47.04]Teamsters what what
[02:48.24]Mother ****e
[02:49.11]]From Monday to Sunday, it's all about the money
[02:52.56]****ers ain't got mine, I guarantee I'm gun pla
[02:55.02]Moms says makes u going to need that money one day
[02:57.51]Mother****er I'm in the jet, Benz on the runway
[03:00.12]Don't be fooled, still squeeze tools
[03:02.76]Money like that why the **** I need schoo
[03:05.01]M-A dollar sign E rules
[03:06.51]Hundred G jewels,
[03:07.83]Vacate places you don't even need shoes
[03:10.32]Same catz say stay up, prey 4 my day up
[03:12.90]No one where my mother****ers live, plot where I lay u
[03:15.09]If you got coke way up, Got doe then pay up
[03:18.00]****ers shoot at me a ****er better spray u
[03:20.01]Cause God forbid, you hit me in my Ribs and I live
[03:22.83]Comin back and getting you and your kids
[03:27.81]Chorus
[03:32.79]Verse Five: G-Dep
[03:33.78]Dom Dom Dom
[03:34.26]Thought I heard something
[03:48.42]Last cat that I heard frontin
[03:50.07]Burned up herb huntin
[03:51.30]Word cause, my heard something
[03:52.86]Splurge something,
[03:53.61]Now I don't care who I hit
[03:55.02]Its who I hit I knew I hit
[03:56.40]Who'm would understand though
[03:57.90]We vandals and land roles
[03:59.31]Program for our own channels
[04:01.08]And flannel, this man knew any clan
[04:03.21]We're here for the catz in the minivan
[04:05.31]Got let this schemmy plan
[04:06.60]Pay me man, scan
[04:07.86]Shit, cars any mone
[04:09.24]**** guard the mone
[04:10.14]With this gun, it be hard to run me
[04:11.73]Get it right, or get it tonight
[04:13.44]Better tonight,
[04:14.40]Set up your wife, with the head of the night
[04:16.62]Don't fold cause my goals imbedded with ice
[04:19.08]To my tents dimming the light
[04:20.58]I'm bendin this mic
[04:21.66]Lot of ****ers don't comprehen
[04:23.52]Lots ****ers look sloppy whe
[04:25.59]They don't see me and I see them
[04:29.28]Chorus
[04:30.24]Chorus

作词 : J.Graham/M. Betha/M. Curry/R.Ross/S. Combs/T. Coleman
作曲 : J.Graham/M. Betha/M. Curry/R.Ross/S. Combs/T. Coleman
featuring G-Dep, Marc Curry, Mase, & Puff Daddy
Verse One：Puffy
When night falls, that's when it all begins
Be prepared we can allow no loose ends
I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms
This is no false alarm
They want to do us harm
Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's all about niggas that doubt our reputation
Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing
Want twist us all in there black magic
? suggest paper of wars and break havoc
Are u ready, don't sleep on them
Ain't petty, you get that ass thrown like infedy
Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy
Leave all the does behind that act iffy
We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat
Till the other side retreats
Under six feet beneath
C'mon
Verse Two: Mark Curry
I told u that is a saw I wore
I'm a kill
When the rebel yells song that don't stop till
It's done, see I got guns and I m sick
See how you said meet me here and I came quick
Them same catz on the most wanted list
We can hit them, Then straight disappear in the mist
?,Won't cease to exist
I shoot to kill and I'll be damned if I miss
A warrior waiting for Armageddon
I get serious as hell when I'm threatened
Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury
Send them back their apostle's fossils and crazed right
A rude awakening and but now I'm alert
And that's right down my line of work
The whole Brotherhood new verse, gutless cowards with no back
And watch how they all fall flat
Ahh
Chorus:
Niggas gone fall out
The got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some mother****er worth dying for, ah-huh
Niggas gone fall out
The got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some mother****er worth dying for, ah-huh
Verse Three: Black Rob
Yo,
You want hot soup, I got mother****er like up on in attica
Guns ridiculous like battle star galactica
What's this, want to insult my family?
La familia, actin like ones of us goin to kill ya
I want ya'll dues,
Mother****er hit the fan, we going to be eatin your food
Time up in the new
Then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off
What, I didn't here the news five slayin the law
Man, how I don't want do these catz
I lay mousetraps for those mice house ****ers that house gat
They want to out me, I know killers from down south be
Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet about me
I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck
Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets
Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw
Go play 4-4's ready for war
Verse Four: Mase
All out, what what,
Wanna blow, what what
Teamsters what what
Mother ****e
]From Monday to Sunday, it's all about the money
****ers ain't got mine, I guarantee I'm gun pla
Moms says makes u going to need that money one day
Mother****er I'm in the jet, Benz on the runway
Don't be fooled, still squeeze tools
Money like that why the **** I need schoo
M-A dollar sign E rules
Hundred G jewels,
Vacate places you don't even need shoes
Same catz say stay up, prey 4 my day up
No one where my mother****ers live, plot where I lay u
If you got coke way up, Got doe then pay up
****ers shoot at me a ****er better spray u
Cause God forbid, you hit me in my Ribs and I live
Comin back and getting you and your kids
Chorus
Verse Five: G-Dep
Dom Dom Dom
Thought I heard something
Last cat that I heard frontin
Burned up herb huntin
Word cause, my heard something
Splurge something,
Now I don't care who I hit
Its who I hit I knew I hit
Who'm would understand though
We vandals and land roles
Program for our own channels
And flannel, this man knew any clan
We're here for the catz in the minivan
Got let this schemmy plan
Pay me man, scan
Shit, cars any mone
**** guard the mone
With this gun, it be hard to run me
Get it right, or get it tonight
Better tonight,
Set up your wife, with the head of the night
Don't fold cause my goals imbedded with ice
To my tents dimming the light
I'm bendin this mic
Lot of ****ers don't comprehen
Lots ****ers look sloppy whe
They don't see me and I see them
Chorus
Chorus