[00:00.00] 作词 : J. Bush/K. Blake/T. Williams/B. Powell/E. Matlock
[00:01.00] 作曲 : J. Bush/K. Blake/T. Williams/B. Powell/E. Matlock
[00:13.47](Hook-Buckshot)
[00:17.40]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[00:20.49]They never big you up when you goin' down
[00:24.09]So, when I rise to the come up
[00:25.56]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[00:28.20](Verse 1-Louieville Sluggah)
[00:28.86]Look, fake smiles, fake hugs, fake love
[00:31.32]Yup, all this fake shit just make a nigga thug
[00:34.20]They think a nigga bug, I'm on some kind of drug
[00:36.84]But, middle finger in the air, I don't give a ****
[00:39.99]Everything peachy when you got that cash flow
[00:42.75]But when it's all gone, you the world's biggest ass
[00:45.48]Told him, you ain't doin' enough, steady chasin' cash
[00:48.75]But if you let them tell it, you was on your ass
[00:51.09]That's just not me, I'm a fly, slim bitch
[00:54.09]**** with mines and I'ma move a few triggers
[00:56.73]Me and a few niggaz, stacked a few million
[00:59.64]Buy a few buildings, open a few stores
[01:03.21]Catch a few fights like sucka mutha****as
[01:05.76]Where you at? 'Cause it's on tonight
[01:07.83]Do it like it was never done before, you came to me
[01:11.31]I'm guaranteed, you gon' remember the name, Henny!
[01:13.59](Hook-Buckshot)
[01:13.92]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[01:16.95]They never big you up when you goin' down
[01:19.77]So, when I rise to the come up
[01:22.05]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[01:25.23]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[01:29.07]They never big you up when you goin' down
[01:31.86]So, when I rise to the come up
[01:33.33]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[01:35.25](Verse 2-Tek)
[01:36.09]I never thought in my wildest dreams
[01:38.37]That I would be a gangsta with get money schemes
[01:41.94]Who knew snitches be involved
[01:44.04]Along with some stolen cars and some battle scars
[01:47.49]Gang bangin' hard body without the signs
[01:50.19]And there's no profit seen without the grind
[01:52.95]Had to shape up and ship out, give samples, get clout
[01:56.22]Take a loss here and there, yeah, no doubt
[01:59.34]But it wouldn't be the streets without a hustle
[02:02.28]And I wouldn't be your man without a struggle
[02:04.68]So while you re-in, if you ain't seein' double
[02:07.11]Just wastin' your time, livin' life on a chumble
[02:09.84](Verse 3-Steele)
[02:10.17]Son, I might need a muzzle, I'm a beast in this concrete jungle
[02:13.62]When I speak, got the streets in a huddle
[02:16.35]Real subtle, if the beef is amongst you
[02:18.48]Keep the grief when I come through, put your peeps in a puddle
[02:22.02]Yeah chief, I be humble but I rumble
[02:24.12]Like a water con, get your arms, get involved, get in bomb
[02:27.39]Get a track, get a song, get a block, get a bomb
[02:30.15]Get a spot, get a squad, get your gat, get it on
[02:32.67](Hook-Buckshot)
[02:33.00]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[02:36.00]They never big you up when you goin' down
[02:39.63]So, when I rise to the come up
[02:41.10]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[02:44.28]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[02:48.12]They never big you up when you goin' down
[02:50.97]So, when I rise to the come up
[02:52.41]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[02:54.33](Bridge-Buckshot)
[02:55.08]Listen, I'm not slackin', by my dick saggin
[02:58.26]Is my shotgun, got one for your cabbage
[03:01.44]You back stabbers get at this
[03:03.87]Y'all niggaz ain't real, you actors
[03:06.87]I'm not slackin', by my dick saggin
[03:09.54]Is my shotgun, got one for your cabbage
[03:12.72]You back stabbers get at this
[03:15.12]Y'all niggaz ain't real, you actors, ha, ha
[03:17.22](Verse 4-Rock)
[03:17.61]Hey yo, I'm from the beast of the east, where we speak to you with heat
[03:20.61]Beat your feet, **** outta here tryin' to preach the Jesus
[03:23.34]I do dirt, muscle the hustlers, bang out smokers
[03:26.28]Munchers or mufflers, so what if you suckers don't **** with us
[03:29.28]Good, don't **** with us, and while you at it, don't **** with us
[03:32.88]I got nothin' but slugs for your mother****in' love
[03:35.58]Where was the love a couple of years ago?
[03:37.77]Oh, now I'm back in your stereo, and here you go
[03:40.08]You big dick saddling straddling, switch side and dick ridin' and scramblin'
[03:44.31]Lookin' for the next Sasha to slam in your maggot ass, male groupie actin'
[03:48.15]Hoochie fanatic, Stan look-alike, bandwagon jumpin' bitch bastards
[03:53.25]You are lookin' at one of the realist gorillas
[03:55.59]Y'all some chinchillas, you soft niggaz
[03:58.05]If I wanted your support, I would just take it
[04:00.18]But we NFL, No-Fake-Love, keep the fake shit
[04:03.00](Hook-Buckshot)
[04:03.33]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[04:06.36]They never big you up when you goin' down
[04:09.99]So, when I rise to the come up
[04:11.46]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
[04:14.64]Everybody Know Now, how that go now
[04:17.64]They never big you up when you goin' down
[04:20.46]So, when I rise to the come up
[04:22.71]Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up

作词 : J. Bush/K. Blake/T. Williams/B. Powell/E. Matlock
作曲 : J. Bush/K. Blake/T. Williams/B. Powell/E. Matlock
(Hook-Buckshot)
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
(Verse 1-Louieville Sluggah)
Look, fake smiles, fake hugs, fake love
Yup, all this fake shit just make a nigga thug
They think a nigga bug, I'm on some kind of drug
But, middle finger in the air, I don't give a ****
Everything peachy when you got that cash flow
But when it's all gone, you the world's biggest ass
Told him, you ain't doin' enough, steady chasin' cash
But if you let them tell it, you was on your ass
That's just not me, I'm a fly, slim bitch
**** with mines and I'ma move a few triggers
Me and a few niggaz, stacked a few million
Buy a few buildings, open a few stores
Catch a few fights like sucka mutha****as
Where you at? 'Cause it's on tonight
Do it like it was never done before, you came to me
I'm guaranteed, you gon' remember the name, Henny!
(Hook-Buckshot)
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
(Verse 2-Tek)
I never thought in my wildest dreams
That I would be a gangsta with get money schemes
Who knew snitches be involved
Along with some stolen cars and some battle scars
Gang bangin' hard body without the signs
And there's no profit seen without the grind
Had to shape up and ship out, give samples, get clout
Take a loss here and there, yeah, no doubt
But it wouldn't be the streets without a hustle
And I wouldn't be your man without a struggle
So while you re-in, if you ain't seein' double
Just wastin' your time, livin' life on a chumble
(Verse 3-Steele)
Son, I might need a muzzle, I'm a beast in this concrete jungle
When I speak, got the streets in a huddle
Real subtle, if the beef is amongst you
Keep the grief when I come through, put your peeps in a puddle
Yeah chief, I be humble but I rumble
Like a water con, get your arms, get involved, get in bomb
Get a track, get a song, get a block, get a bomb
Get a spot, get a squad, get your gat, get it on
(Hook-Buckshot)
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
(Bridge-Buckshot)
Listen, I'm not slackin', by my dick saggin
Is my shotgun, got one for your cabbage
You back stabbers get at this
Y'all niggaz ain't real, you actors
I'm not slackin', by my dick saggin
Is my shotgun, got one for your cabbage
You back stabbers get at this
Y'all niggaz ain't real, you actors, ha, ha
(Verse 4-Rock)
Hey yo, I'm from the beast of the east, where we speak to you with heat
Beat your feet, **** outta here tryin' to preach the Jesus
I do dirt, muscle the hustlers, bang out smokers
Munchers or mufflers, so what if you suckers don't **** with us
Good, don't **** with us, and while you at it, don't **** with us
I got nothin' but slugs for your mother****in' love
Where was the love a couple of years ago?
Oh, now I'm back in your stereo, and here you go
You big dick saddling straddling, switch side and dick ridin' and scramblin'
Lookin' for the next Sasha to slam in your maggot ass, male groupie actin'
Hoochie fanatic, Stan look-alike, bandwagon jumpin' bitch bastards
You are lookin' at one of the realist gorillas
Y'all some chinchillas, you soft niggaz
If I wanted your support, I would just take it
But we NFL, No-Fake-Love, keep the fake shit
(Hook-Buckshot)
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up
Everybody Know Now, how that go now
They never big you up when you goin' down
So, when I rise to the come up
Recognize and don't run up or you might get hung up