[00:00.00] 作词 : Prince/Bernie Worrell/2Pac/David Blake/George Clinton Jr./William Collins/Clarence Haskins
[00:00.27] 作曲 : Prince/Bernie Worrell/2Pac/David Blake/George Clinton Jr./William Collins/Clarence Haskins
[00:00.54]Ahh, Suge what I tell you bitch,
[00:02.67]when I come out of jail what was I gonna do
[00:04.38]I was gonna start diggin' into these bitches chest, right
[00:06.84]Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, bitch
[00:08.97]The binoculars
[00:09.93]Ha ha ha ha, yeah mother****er time to ride
[00:14.97]Grab your bulletproof vest bitch
[00:16.35]cause its gonna be a long one
[00:17.73]Now me and Quik gonna show you bitches what it's like on this side
[00:21.12]The real side
[00:22.05]Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mother****ers
[00:24.06]and there's gonna be some bitches
[00:25.41]Now the real bitches gonna be the ones with money and power
[00:27.72]The bitches are gonna be the bitches on the floor bleedin'
[00:29.76]Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
[00:32.64]See you got some bitches on your side
[00:33.87]That say they're your friends
[00:34.62]But in real life they your enemies
[00:36.42]And then you got some mother****as that say they your enemies
[00:38.55]But in real life they eyes is on your money
[00:40.53]See the enemies will say they true
[00:41.76]But in real life those bitches will be the snitches
[00:43.47]Its a dirty game y'all
[00:44.40]Y'all got ta be careful about who you **** with and who you don't **** with
[00:47.34]Cause the shit get wild y'all
[00:48.75]Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
[00:50.13]Keep your mind on your riches
[00:51.78]9-1-1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me
[00:54.78]From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you mother****ers heard of me
[00:57.33]Shit I'm legendary bitches scary and paralyzed
[01:00.03]Nothing more I despise than a liar
[01:01.89]cowards die
[01:02.58]My mama told me When I was to see
[01:04.41]Just a vicious mother****er while these devils left me free
[01:06.99]I proceed to make them mother****ers
[01:08.40]when I deliver
[01:09.36]Criminal lyrics
[01:10.23]from a world wide mob figure
[01:11.94]Thug bitches from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
[01:14.82]Bitches is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me
[01:17.13]So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
[01:19.89]Switching up on you ordinary bitches
[01:21.93]like a south paw you get let
[01:23.73]And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
[01:26.37]Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
[01:28.29]I rip the crowd, then I start again
[01:30.21]Internally I live in sin
[01:31.53]untill the moment that they let me breathe again
[01:33.48]The heartz of men
[01:36.12][ Chorus]
[01:43.35]The Heartz of Men
[01:53.85]My lyrical verse with so much pain
[01:55.68]that to some bitches it hurts
[01:56.76]My guns bust
[01:57.57]And if you ain't one of us
[01:58.77]it gets worse
[01:59.46]Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll
[02:01.41]in fly mode
[02:02.19]I'm a homicidal outlaw
[02:03.90]and five-o, get your lights on, fight long
[02:06.84]Tonight's gonna be a ****ing' fight
[02:08.61]so we might roll
[02:09.72]My own homies say I'm heartless
[02:11.67]But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
[02:15.00]Drive-by, bitches bow down
[02:16.98]Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
[02:20.10]Throw up your hands if you thugged out
[02:22.08]First bitch act up
[02:23.52]First bitch getting' drugged out
[02:25.20]I can be a villian if ya let me
[02:27.27]I'll Mother**** ya
[02:27.90]if ya do upset me
[02:29.37]tell the cops to come and get me
[02:30.66]rip the crowd like a phone number
[02:32.40]Then start again, don't have no mother****ing friends bitch
[02:35.16]Look inside the heartz of men
[02:36.90][ Chorus]
[02:45.54]In The Heartz of Men
[02:50.82]In The Heartz of Men
[02:56.46]To all my bitches engaged in making money in the fifty states
[02:59.58]Keep your mind on your chips and **** a punk bitch
[03:02.28]No longer living in fear
[03:03.60]my pistol close in hand
[03:04.86]Convinced this is my year
[03:06.21]like I'm the chosen man
[03:07.50]Give me my money and label me as a don
[03:09.69]If niggas is having problem
[03:11.01]smoke'em, fire and bomb
[03:12.27]I died and came back,
[03:13.68]I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
[03:16.23]Thugin' is in my spirit
[03:17.46]I'm lost and not knowing
[03:18.81]scar'd up
[03:19.47]but still flowing
[03:20.55]energized and still going
[03:22.14]Uhh, can it be fate
[03:23.37]that makes a sick mutha****a break
[03:25.20]On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake
[03:27.60]What will it take ?
[03:28.74]Give me that bass line
[03:29.94]I'm feeling bombed
[03:30.87]Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
[03:32.76]The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
[03:36.00]Represent
[03:36.66]cause I've been sent
[03:37.62]The heartz of men

作词 : Prince/Bernie Worrell/2Pac/David Blake/George Clinton Jr./William Collins/Clarence Haskins
作曲 : Prince/Bernie Worrell/2Pac/David Blake/George Clinton Jr./William Collins/Clarence Haskins
Ahh, Suge what I tell you bitch,
when I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these bitches chest, right
Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, bitch
The binoculars
Ha ha ha ha, yeah mother****er time to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest bitch
cause its gonna be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna show you bitches what it's like on this side
The real side
Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mother****ers
and there's gonna be some bitches
Now the real bitches gonna be the ones with money and power
The bitches are gonna be the bitches on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
See you got some bitches on your side
That say they're your friends
But in real life they your enemies
And then you got some mother****as that say they your enemies
But in real life they eyes is on your money
See the enemies will say they true
But in real life those bitches will be the snitches
Its a dirty game y'all
Y'all got ta be careful about who you **** with and who you don't **** with
Cause the shit get wild y'all
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
Keep your mind on your riches
9-1-1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you mother****ers heard of me
Shit I'm legendary bitches scary and paralyzed
Nothing more I despise than a liar
cowards die
My mama told me When I was to see
Just a vicious mother****er while these devils left me free
I proceed to make them mother****ers
when I deliver
Criminal lyrics
from a world wide mob figure
Thug bitches from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
Bitches is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you ordinary bitches
like a south paw you get let
And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start again
Internally I live in sin
untill the moment that they let me breathe again
The heartz of men
The Heartz of Men
My lyrical verse with so much pain
that to some bitches it hurts
My guns bust
And if you ain't one of us
it gets worse
Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll
in fly mode
I'm a homicidal outlaw
and five-o, get your lights on, fight long
Tonight's gonna be a ****ing' fight
so we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
Drive-by, bitches bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First bitch act up
First bitch getting' drugged out
I can be a villian if ya let me
I'll Mother**** ya
if ya do upset me
tell the cops to come and get me
rip the crowd like a phone number
Then start again, don't have no mother****ing friends bitch
Look inside the heartz of men
In The Heartz of Men
In The Heartz of Men
To all my bitches engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and **** a punk bitch
No longer living in fear
my pistol close in hand
Convinced this is my year
like I'm the chosen man
Give me my money and label me as a don
If niggas is having problem
smoke'em, fire and bomb
I died and came back,
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thugin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowing
scar'd up
but still flowing
energized and still going
Uhh, can it be fate
that makes a sick mutha****a break
On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake
What will it take ?
Give me that bass line
I'm feeling bombed
Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent
cause I've been sent
The heartz of men