[00:00.00] 作词 : Juvenile/Lil Wayne/Mannie Fresh/Bryan Williams
[00:00.51] 作曲 : Juvenile/Lil Wayne/Mannie Fresh/Bryan Williams
[00:01.02]For sure, lil' one
[00:01.83]I know what you're goin' through to ****inene
[00:03.84]b*****s pullin' off all type of ****ed up shit
[00:05.61]But, look：if you don't know what you're doin',
[00:07.14]you'd better catch the sideline
[00:07.92]Catch the sideline
[00:08.34]****ed up, the block look the same - it's just crack and shit
[00:12.47]b*****s losin' but we still maintainin'
[00:15.24]Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
[00:17.94]Knockin' project bricks
[00:19.47]Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
[00:21.36]Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit
[00:24.30]S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit
[00:27.06]'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
[00:29.19]We multiply everyday for the bullshit
[00:31.47]For the hood shit
[00:32.79]Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick
[00:35.22]b*****s pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick
[00:38.43]Then we dippin' and dabbin'
[00:39.87]Goin' back to the labbin'
[00:41.34]Lil' b*****s payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'
[00:43.56]Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'
[00:46.02]Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs
[00:48.84]Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it
[00:52.05](Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
[01:00.63]It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama
[01:03.42]We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas
[01:05.85][Lil' Wayne ]
[01:09.48]Look
[01:09.66]Look
[01:10.74]On the streets it ain't sweet
[01:11.97]They be (?)
[01:13.20]It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL
[01:15.69]Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve
[01:18.27]Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals
[01:20.70]You get that, pal?
[01:21.78]Once it's war, b*****s, skip town
[01:23.43]'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown
[01:26.01]Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters
[01:28.44]If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter
[01:30.90]If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water
[01:33.42]If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers
[01:35.97]When and wherever
[01:36.90]What and however - you bring it good
[01:38.64]I'll have your mom singin' 'Hmmm hmm hmmm'
[01:41.10]Cause nowadays lot of b*****s got coward ways
[01:43.56]So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
[01:46.08]But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused
[01:48.63]What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open!
[01:51.77](Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
[01:56.53][Mannie Fresh]
[02:10.98]What
[02:11.31]What
[02:11.61]Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers
[02:14.13]Gangstas, thugs, criminal mother****ers
[02:16.59]Hit it, quit it, **** it, leave it, flee
[02:18.96]No evidence at your residence - that's me
[02:21.66]Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard
[02:24.18]Preachers and teachers sayin', 'I'm surprised you lasted.'
[02:26.73]Guns, drugs, ****ing hot ass
[02:28.86]B*****s, crack, h****n - what's next?
[02:31.77]Feds, cops, killers politicians
[02:34.17]Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions
[02:36.69]Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders
[02:39.30]N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters
[02:41.91]Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins
[02:44.28]Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump
[02:46.89]And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
[02:49.23]I went through all that ****ed up shit
[02:50.16]for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice
[02:51.90](Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
[02:59.46][Juvenile]
[03:11.97]I've been blessed
[03:12.78]I thank the Lord everyday
[03:14.28]for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways
[03:16.92]How the **** are you gonna help me when I don't care?
[03:19.40]b*****s see me front it all - they just look and stare
[03:21.93]And talk about how it should be and how it could be
[03:24.69]Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me
[03:27.30]Take care of your people like you take care of your kids
[03:29.70]'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live
[03:32.31]And b*****s gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't
[03:34.80]You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't
[03:37.26]Now, how many of you can say you're a real mother****er?
[03:39.78]Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya
[03:42.54]You gon' know your mother****er - he gon' be there, still with y
[03:44.94]Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya
[03:47.46]Don't answer nobody questions
[03:49.23]Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession
[03:52.11](Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
[03:52.32]It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama
[03:55.14]We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas

作词 : Juvenile/Lil Wayne/Mannie Fresh/Bryan Williams
作曲 : Juvenile/Lil Wayne/Mannie Fresh/Bryan Williams
For sure, lil' one
I know what you're goin' through to ****inene
b*****s pullin' off all type of ****ed up shit
But, look：if you don't know what you're doin',
you'd better catch the sideline
Catch the sideline
****ed up, the block look the same - it's just crack and shit
b*****s losin' but we still maintainin'
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for the bullshit
For the hood shit
Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick
b*****s pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick
Then we dippin' and dabbin'
Goin' back to the labbin'
Lil' b*****s payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'
Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'
Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs
Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it
(Hook - 4x )
It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas
Look
Look
On the streets it ain't sweet
They be (?)
It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL
Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve
Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals
You get that, pal?
Once it's war, b*****s, skip town
'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown
Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters
If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter
If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water
If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers
When and wherever
What and however - you bring it good
I'll have your mom singin' 'Hmmm hmm hmmm'
Cause nowadays lot of b*****s got coward ways
So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused
What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open!
(Hook - 4x )
What
What
Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers
Gangstas, thugs, criminal mother****ers
Hit it, quit it, **** it, leave it, flee
No evidence at your residence - that's me
Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard
Preachers and teachers sayin', 'I'm surprised you lasted.'
Guns, drugs, ****ing hot ass
B*****s, crack, h****n - what's next?
Feds, cops, killers politicians
Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions
Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders
N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters
Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins
Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump
And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
I went through all that ****ed up shit
for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice
(Hook - 4x )
I've been blessed
I thank the Lord everyday
for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways
How the **** are you gonna help me when I don't care?
b*****s see me front it all - they just look and stare
And talk about how it should be and how it could be
Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me
Take care of your people like you take care of your kids
'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live
And b*****s gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't
You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't
Now, how many of you can say you're a real mother****er?
Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya
You gon' know your mother****er - he gon' be there, still with y
Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya
Don't answer nobody questions
Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession
(Hook - 4x )
It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas