[00:00.000] 作词 : Dennis Coles/E. Floyd/B. Rice/Robert Diggs/T. Nixon/R. Thomas Jr./J. Bridges/M. Rice
[00:00.377] 作曲 : Dennis Coles/E. Floyd/B. Rice/Robert Diggs/T. Nixon/R. Thomas Jr./J. Bridges/M. Rice
[00:00.755] Do you wanna see it?
[00:03.180] Do you wanna see it?
[00:05.273] I'm gonna do it for ya
[00:08.074] I'm gonna do it for ya
[00:10.264] I'm gonna do it for ya
[00:12.641] I'm gonna do it for ya (New Ghostface!)
[00:14.849]
[00:15.580] Yo deep in the trenches
[00:17.107] Wig, young black green beret
[00:18.449] Chrome laser guns blazing at spades
[00:20.243] Wallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid
[00:21.830] 10 niggas call it Tai-Chi
[00:23.260] Black blades, one hundred dollar seats
[00:24.750] Hold up, we at the opera, Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg
[00:27.532] Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper
[00:29.425] Chunky ass necklace, must be her birthstone
[00:31.853] John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome
[00:33.938] So Charles, eyes up on her prince, ****ing with Diana
[00:36.119] Two rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna White
[00:38.778] Fingering Pamela Lee, we on the balcony
[00:41.149] Dare one of y'all to Malcolm X me
[00:43.071] Somebody might catch a Kennedy
[00:44.498] Yo let me adjust my lens through these binoculars
[00:46.817] I paid 5 g's sliding off like Kid Vitamin
[00:49.261] Viking, patriot of Broad Street
[00:50.910] Bet you think I'm laying like a hyphen
[00:52.015]
[00:52.265] Tony Starks make the narc's dogs bark
[00:54.083] With the Benz parked, up against the boulevard
[00:56.054] Starks had the bone sparked
[00:57.398] One cop tapped the window glass like a cymbal crash
[00:59.769] "What the **** son! You trying to break glass?"
[01:01.789] He flashed his badge; "License and registrations"
[01:04.457] At that moment, his fat partner started chasin'
[01:06.472] Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin'
[01:08.942] For snatching gold, trying' to dip into the god's basement
[01:11.338] Our location, lead steel shed spread
[01:13.571] Cracked shorty head, left sweetie there for dead
[01:15.865] Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from cheese doodles
[01:18.136] Starving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles
[01:20.443] Neighborhood sick wit' it, Clinton 'bout to cut WIC
[01:22.802] Maybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politick
[01:25.039] Reach for the sky, they throw bleach in your eye
[01:26.919] Don't teach you why, you be keeping 'em high
[01:29.106] Dipped like an Oreo cookie in cold milk, bold silk
[01:32.254] Gold-filled cap, Wu wear hat, low tilt
[01:34.297] True Islamic, we speak verbal rhyme phonics
[01:36.585] Why ya'll trying to change this hip hop to technotronics?
[01:39.603] Don't go against the grain (the grain)
[01:41.742] Don't go against the grain (the grain)
[01:44.203] Don't go against the grain (the grain)
[01:48.057] Girl, because of you I'm hurting
[01:50.481] Within my, within my heart
[01:52.918] I know it's not right to be flirting
[01:55.337] But a relationship has to start
[01:57.423] You're the one that I'm clocking
[01:59.943] It's time for you to start jocking
[02:02.201] Don't want you to see me cry
[02:04.201] This is why this is why this is why
[02:06.549] I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder
[02:08.737] Hey yo god don't **** with her
[02:10.764] I met this girl named Liz she was all in the biz
[02:13.428] Hey yo lord don't **** with her
[02:15.390] I rocked a ho named Tina from the heart of Medina
[02:17.948] Hey yo kid don't **** with her
[02:20.177] Yea that girl Kit Kat, she got the good poody-cat
[02:22.604] Hey yo nigga you better **** with her!

作词 : Dennis Coles/E. Floyd/B. Rice/Robert Diggs/T. Nixon/R. Thomas Jr./J. Bridges/M. Rice
作曲 : Dennis Coles/E. Floyd/B. Rice/Robert Diggs/T. Nixon/R. Thomas Jr./J. Bridges/M. Rice
Do you wanna see it?
Do you wanna see it?
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya (New Ghostface!)

Yo deep in the trenches
Wig, young black green beret
Chrome laser guns blazing at spades
Wallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid
10 niggas call it Tai-Chi
Black blades, one hundred dollar seats
Hold up, we at the opera, Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg
Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper
Chunky ass necklace, must be her birthstone
John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome
So Charles, eyes up on her prince, ****ing with Diana
Two rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna White
Fingering Pamela Lee, we on the balcony
Dare one of y'all to Malcolm X me
Somebody might catch a Kennedy
Yo let me adjust my lens through these binoculars
I paid 5 g's sliding off like Kid Vitamin
Viking, patriot of Broad Street
Bet you think I'm laying like a hyphen

Tony Starks make the narc's dogs bark
With the Benz parked, up against the boulevard
Starks had the bone sparked
One cop tapped the window glass like a cymbal crash
"What the **** son! You trying to break glass?"
He flashed his badge; "License and registrations"
At that moment, his fat partner started chasin'
Chicken heads they was racing wit' they hearts pacin'
For snatching gold, trying' to dip into the god's basement
Our location, lead steel shed spread
Cracked shorty head, left sweetie there for dead
Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from cheese doodles
Starving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles
Neighborhood sick wit' it, Clinton 'bout to cut WIC
Maybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to politick
Reach for the sky, they throw bleach in your eye
Don't teach you why, you be keeping 'em high
Dipped like an Oreo cookie in cold milk, bold silk
Gold-filled cap, Wu wear hat, low tilt
True Islamic, we speak verbal rhyme phonics
Why ya'll trying to change this hip hop to technotronics?
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Don't go against the grain (the grain)
Girl, because of you I'm hurting
Within my, within my heart
I know it's not right to be flirting
But a relationship has to start
You're the one that I'm clocking
It's time for you to start jocking
Don't want you to see me cry
This is why this is why this is why
I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder
Hey yo god don't **** with her
I met this girl named Liz she was all in the biz
Hey yo lord don't **** with her
I rocked a ho named Tina from the heart of Medina
Hey yo kid don't **** with her
Yea that girl Kit Kat, she got the good poody-cat
Hey yo nigga you better **** with her!