[00:00.00] 作词 : LeShan Lewis/Nasir Jones/Carlos Wilson/Louis Wilson/Ricardo Wilson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : LeShan Lewis/Nasir Jones/Carlos Wilson/Louis Wilson/Ricardo Wilson
[00:06.21]Real conversation for that ass
[00:07.50]
[00:08.55](Its what they want) Huh
[00:09.51]
[00:11.35](Its what they want) What you said, can't hear you man
[00:14.20](Its what they want) Speak the **** up
[00:16.02](Its what they want) Word (Its what they want)
[00:19.06]Nastradumas, astrologic, know when I rep
[00:21.45]Flow when I'm set, got the chips to a lotus my whip
[00:24.13]Gold on my neck was once a code of respect
[00:26.72]For high rollers and vets
[00:28.18]Now its loads of baguettes, prefer a mack-10 over a tech
[00:32.41]No matter sober or wet, I smack soldiers, cadets
[00:35.13]Trees that might eject my hype back
[00:37.52]Famous phrase "***** light that"
[00:38.91]
[00:39.51]Hoes you ****, ask you where your ice at, dun
[00:42.24]Its all about playboys, when we was young
[00:44.29]Can only get tongue, then finally we can cum
[00:46.82]Busting in hoes, guzzling 4's
[00:48.38]
[00:49.39]Crack blitz, '86, you turn hustling pro
[00:51.75]
[00:52.26]From bottles, to seven in your hand
[00:54.68]To fake pepsi's to get to the crack, unscrew the can
[00:57.85]Gleam blunted, seeing 100's, stacks of boy with a lean on it
[01:01.53]We got it if the fiends want it
[01:03.54]The whole block singing the same theme "Don it"
[01:05.90]**** it, too many crabs in the bucket
[01:08.53]If its ice work, I'm gonna truck it
[01:10.60]You gotta love it, you gotta love it
[01:12.85](Its what they want) **** it
[01:14.29]
[01:15.18](Its what they want) you gotta love it
[01:17.02](Its what they want) **** it
[01:18.20]
[01:19.78](Its what they want) you gotta love it
[01:21.78](Its what they want) **** it
[01:23.03]
[01:24.22](Its what they want) you gotta love it
[01:26.22](Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
[01:31.53]Some girls get too emotional, fanatic extremist
[01:33.73]
[01:34.32]Get pulsive with malice insentitives, the foulest of *******
[01:37.55]Hung up my riches, her childest wishes
[01:39.93]Be suspicious of those sleeping with fishes, them hoes
[01:42.45]
[01:43.18]Conspicuous and it shows, tricking this dough
[01:45.95]Kicking this flow, slip in a new fo'
[01:48.34]So when your click roll, I let my clips go, ****** on opposite polls
[01:52.39]I got that confident soul, for those locked in a hole
[01:55.58]Inhuman, living hostile opposed
[01:56.89]
[01:57.53]To living on the streets, proper from my top to my toes
[02:00.84]Aeropostale my clothes, Vernon ****** in suburbans with liquor
[02:03.83]
[02:04.39]Preposterous foes, frantically foul ******
[02:07.35]See ****** in blast, there goes a loud difference
[02:10.27]Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old chickens
[02:12.49]You can't be a kingpin when you snitching
[02:14.79]Regardless, we still make you a target
[02:16.78]We shoot you and chill, chrome objects
[02:19.23]Hit you in your projects, its street anomics
[02:21.83]This rhyme is edited, credited through ebonics
[02:24.41]Miserable cats, hunger painting
[02:26.09]
[02:26.76]Get off your ass, stop complaining
[02:28.79]My crew be in Montego Bay margariting
[02:30.38]
[02:31.90]While you home, waiting your arraignment
[02:34.12]
[02:34.80]This thug life you claimed it, I make millions from entertainment
[02:37.59]
[02:38.13]Now back in the hood, certain cats they wanna kill me
[02:41.23]They ice grill me, but on the low, ****** feel me
[02:44.75]You gotta love it, you gotta love it
[02:48.06](Its what they want) **** it
[02:49.27]
[02:51.09](Its what they want) you gotta love it
[02:53.28](Its what they want) **** it
[02:54.46]
[02:55.19](Its what they want) you gotta love it
[02:57.15](Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
[03:02.37]

作词 : LeShan Lewis/Nasir Jones/Carlos Wilson/Louis Wilson/Ricardo Wilson
作曲 : LeShan Lewis/Nasir Jones/Carlos Wilson/Louis Wilson/Ricardo Wilson
Real conversation for that ass
(Its what they want) Huh
(Its what they want) What you said, can't hear you man
(Its what they want) Speak the **** up
(Its what they want) Word (Its what they want)
Nastradumas, astrologic, know when I rep
Flow when I'm set, got the chips to a lotus my whip
Gold on my neck was once a code of respect
For high rollers and vets
Now its loads of baguettes, prefer a mack-10 over a tech
No matter sober or wet, I smack soldiers, cadets
Trees that might eject my hype back
Famous phrase "***** light that"
Hoes you ****, ask you where your ice at, dun
Its all about playboys, when we was young
Can only get tongue, then finally we can cum
Busting in hoes, guzzling 4's
Crack blitz, '86, you turn hustling pro
From bottles, to seven in your hand
To fake pepsi's to get to the crack, unscrew the can
Gleam blunted, seeing 100's, stacks of boy with a lean on it
We got it if the fiends want it
The whole block singing the same theme "Don it"
**** it, too many crabs in the bucket
If its ice work, I'm gonna truck it
You gotta love it, you gotta love it
(Its what they want) **** it
(Its what they want) you gotta love it
(Its what they want) **** it
(Its what they want) you gotta love it
(Its what they want) **** it
(Its what they want) you gotta love it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)
Some girls get too emotional, fanatic extremist
Get pulsive with malice insentitives, the foulest of *******
Hung up my riches, her childest wishes
Be suspicious of those sleeping with fishes, them hoes
Conspicuous and it shows, tricking this dough
Kicking this flow, slip in a new fo'
So when your click roll, I let my clips go, ****** on opposite polls
I got that confident soul, for those locked in a hole
Inhuman, living hostile opposed
To living on the streets, proper from my top to my toes
Aeropostale my clothes, Vernon ****** in suburbans with liquor
Preposterous foes, frantically foul ******
See ****** in blast, there goes a loud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old chickens
You can't be a kingpin when you snitching
Regardless, we still make you a target
We shoot you and chill, chrome objects
Hit you in your projects, its street anomics
This rhyme is edited, credited through ebonics
Miserable cats, hunger painting
Get off your ass, stop complaining
My crew be in Montego Bay margariting
While you home, waiting your arraignment
This thug life you claimed it, I make millions from entertainment
Now back in the hood, certain cats they wanna kill me
They ice grill me, but on the low, ****** feel me
You gotta love it, you gotta love it
(Its what they want) **** it
(Its what they want) you gotta love it
(Its what they want) **** it
(Its what they want) you gotta love it
(Its what they want) (its what they want) (its what they want)