[00:00.00] 作词 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Tajuan Perry/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Tajuan Perry/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods
[00:14.12]{Prodigy}
[00:25.45]Yea, yea, check it out
[00:26.37]Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever
[00:30.01]We can die together
[00:31.54]As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense
[00:34.81]I don't give a fuk about my presence
[00:37.71]I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
[00:40.31]For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
[00:43.35]I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
[00:46.15]24-7, mac 11 is my people
[00:48.91]So why you wanna end your little life like this?
[00:51.36]Cause now you bump head wit kids that's lifeless
[00:54.22]I live by the day only if I survive
[00:56.84]The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin to fight
[00:59.75]We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
[01:03.28]My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
[01:05.82]ways of action, I grab the gat and
[01:08.29]Ain't no turning back when I start blastin
[01:11.05]Pick up the handle and insert the potion
[01:13.71]C**k the shit back in a calm like motion
[01:16.66]No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger
[01:19.68]Never share your plans wit a stranger, word is bond
[01:22.59]{Chorus}
[01:23.04]I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
[01:25.40]You got the heart to get busy without your crew
[01:27.80]Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
[01:30.75]You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
[01:33.18]I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
[01:36.24]You got the heart to get busy without your crew
[01:38.87]Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
[01:41.58]You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
[01:44.45]{Havoc}
[01:55.72]Fuk where you're at kid, it's where you're from
[01:58.01]Cuz where I'm from, niggaz pack nuthin but the big guns
[02:00.99]Around my way, niggaz don't got no remorse for out of towners
[02:03.82]Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
[02:06.54]The loud sounder, ear ringer
[02:08.68]And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
[02:11.98]You got a real ice grill but are you really real
[02:14.67]Step to the hill and I'm a test your gun skills
[02:17.46]Cuz real niggaz don't try to profile
[02:20.63]You just a ch**p who needs to get drunk to buckwild
[02:23.41]But swing that bullshit this way
[02:25.35]And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking short stay
[02:28.63]Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
[02:31.10]The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
[02:34.09]6 blocks and you might not make it through
[02:36.82]What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
[02:39.81]Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
[02:42.29]You thought that you could come around my way, you big stupid fuk
[02:45.02]What the hell you smoking, what the fuk possessed you
[02:47.86]To come out your face, now I have to wet you
[02:50.38]Throw on my tims, black mask and black serpent
[02:53.23]Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30
[02:55.98]{Chorus}
[02:56.51]I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
[02:59.20]You got the heart to get busy without your crew
[03:01.70]Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
[03:04.69]You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
[03:07.14]{Rae and Ghostface}
[03:07.53]Who's the richest nigga in the project, who got it live
[03:10.07]Rocking Convertibles, frop tops and mad high
[03:12.58]Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
[03:14.98]Who's organize, all eyeb***s is on CREAM
[03:17.90]And yyour whole clique got nuthin but raw shit
[03:20.03]Whip after whip, stay flashing your d**k on tricks
[03:23.35]Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
[03:25.88]In the jungle, banging Nas, Mobb Deep and Wu
[03:28.78]There's money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
[03:31.88]Jums is in the mailboxes, b*****s holding your guns
[03:34.26]You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in siran
[03:37.21]Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we expand
[03:40.02]Masked Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
[03:42.92]Get ninjaed on the island, plus the Bridge, boy remember
[03:45.51]{Big Noyd}
[03:45.82]My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
[03:47.90]The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow down cousin
[03:51.02]But he vexed and niggaz getting wet up in the projects
[03:54.51]But wit no doubt, shorties out for his respect
[03:57.10]But is his brain insane from the lye
[03:59.64]From smoking that 118 ?chiny tye?
[04:02.53]Why, a nigga just died last week
[04:04.74]As he swore he was growing, he's a thug in the street
[04:07.49]But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
[04:10.62]His eyes is wild wit the rezzy monkey on his back
[04:13.66]But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
[04:15.80]Wit a firepack, don't even go there cuz it ain't like that
[04:19.06]Slow down baby, he said, what, you trying to play me
[04:22.06]You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
[04:24.80]Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
[04:27.35]Thug's selling drug, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy
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作词 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Tajuan Perry/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods
作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kejuan Muchita/Tajuan Perry/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods
{Prodigy}
Yea, yea, check it out
Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat, whatever
We can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense
I don't give a fuk about my presence
I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like this?
Cause now you bump head wit kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin to fight
We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
ways of action, I grab the gat and
Ain't no turning back when I start blastin
Pick up the handle and insert the potion
C**k the shit back in a calm like motion
No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger
Never share your plans wit a stranger, word is bond
{Chorus}
I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
{Havoc}
Fuk where you're at kid, it's where you're from
Cuz where I'm from, niggaz pack nuthin but the big guns
Around my way, niggaz don't got no remorse for out of towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
The loud sounder, ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Step to the hill and I'm a test your gun skills
Cuz real niggaz don't try to profile
You just a ch**p who needs to get drunk to buckwild
But swing that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking short stay
Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not make it through
What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could come around my way, you big stupid fuk
What the hell you smoking, what the fuk possessed you
To come out your face, now I have to wet you
Throw on my tims, black mask and black serpent
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30
{Chorus}
I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You buckin me I'm buckin right back at you
{Rae and Ghostface}
Who's the richest nigga in the project, who got it live
Rocking Convertibles, frop tops and mad high
Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organize, all eyeb***s is on CREAM
And yyour whole clique got nuthin but raw shit
Whip after whip, stay flashing your d**k on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging Nas, Mobb Deep and Wu
There's money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
Jums is in the mailboxes, b*****s holding your guns
You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in siran
Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we expand
Masked Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on the island, plus the Bridge, boy remember
{Big Noyd}
My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow down cousin
But he vexed and niggaz getting wet up in the projects
But wit no doubt, shorties out for his respect
But is his brain insane from the lye
From smoking that 118 ?chiny tye?
Why, a nigga just died last week
As he swore he was growing, he's a thug in the street
But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild wit the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
Wit a firepack, don't even go there cuz it ain't like that
Slow down baby, he said, what, you trying to play me
You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
Thug's selling drug, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy
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