[00:00.000] 作词 : Barnett, Blake, Lewis ...
[00:00.000]
[00:01.682]Niggas ain't nothin' but a hole
[00:03.527]And most b*****s ain't nothing but hoes
[00:06.081] So what I'm gonna do right here
[00:08.786]Is kick it to the man left rear (Run that shit)
[00:11.907] And a one and a two and a three
[00:13.825]And you got the ****ing AM
[00:17.167] And a four and a five and a six
[00:20.163] On my left hand side is DJ Quik
[00:23.344] We got 2nd II None in the house
[00:26.201] We got my man Hi-C in the house
[00:28.823]And all the mother****ers who disapprov
[00:31.668] Ya tryin to bust a move
[00:32.608]You can get a **** in ya mout
[00:34.860]Yo, you can't **** wit a ****, I'm holdin my piec
[00:38.460] I'm bailin down to 'crans with my Khakis creased
[00:41.304]A link on my neck and a mother****ing on my ****, s
[00:43.986]I put a beeper card on a mother****ers front windo
[00:47.144]I'm that ****er who can serve it wel
[00:50.186] Then bloody up the sheets at a raunchy motel
[00:52.982] Yeah I'mma treat ya, 'cause I'm a feed ya
[00:56.407] Take you to McDonald's then I leave ya
[00:59.287] Live, via satellite on Rosecrans and Aranbe
[01:03.385] We got my boy DJ Quik in the house
[01:05.545] And he's gonna take you on a mission
[01:07.958]And show you how the real jackers jack, ****e
[01:11.059] Yeah, and now I'm takin' off my belt so I can sag
[01:13.786] I keep the 44 Mag in a duffle bag
[01:16.841] And in the G-ride I'm rollin' in the rain
[01:19.441] And don't let me catch you slippin' on the turning lane
[01:22.599] I creep up to your quarter panel and I pause
[01:25.536] Whip out the 4 up to your nose
[01:27.741]And make you shitt your drawer
[01:28.924] Now I don't want your money or your hoes
[01:30.946]No, all I want is your mother****ing 'renzo'
[01:34.543] Now, let's take a ride down to 'crans
[01:37.424]I'm rollin with a mother****er with doodoo in his pant
[01:40.756]And a ****er like you can get me wor
[01:43.541] Because I know you got them birdies that don't chirp
[01:46.260] Aww, too bad you didn't make it to your .9
[01:49.056] So forget about your Fin-O 'cause it's mine
[01:52.203]And to you ****ers that be trippin
[01:54.362] Watch your trunk and don't be slippin
[01:55.756] 'Cause the Quik will take your hoopty every time,
[01:58.123]Mtha****
[01:58.877]Once again it's the mother****ing
[02:01.084]You wanna be my ****er, well you gotta pay a fe
[02:03.975] You wanna get quoted, get your ass in the circle
[02:06.819]We'll whoop your ass ****er 'til your eye turn purpl
[02:10.602] (Ayo, Craw...)
[02:11.382] My name is the Craw, the C-R-A-W-F-O-R-D
[02:15.224] The poet Hi-C
[02:16.733]I got your fat pregnant ****er in my waterbe
[02:19.520] And I'm about to bust a nut on your little baby's head
[02:23.002]The ****er you be talking, I label it "caca
[02:25.335] Move your fat ass, and pass the vodka
[02:28.715] Pour half a cup, fill it up with Socco
[02:31.501]****er try and trip, you might get socked, h
[02:34.542] "I love you, though," that's what I'm screamin'
[02:37.641]Just to get some ****er, I'll be fiendin
[02:40.242] Boyfriend always talking 'bout doggystyle
[02:43.180] Wait a while, I can do it froggystyle
[02:46.059] (Stop that darn cussing,
[02:47.557] My children are listening)
[02:49.576]Eat a ****, ya ****e
[02:52.800]

作词 : Barnett, Blake, Lewis ...
Niggas ain't nothin' but a hole
And most b*****s ain't nothing but hoes
So what I'm gonna do right here
Is kick it to the man left rear (Run that shit)
And a one and a two and a three
And you got the ****ing AM
And a four and a five and a six
On my left hand side is DJ Quik
We got 2nd II None in the house
We got my man Hi-C in the house
And all the mother****ers who disapprov
Ya tryin to bust a move
You can get a **** in ya mout
Yo, you can't **** wit a ****, I'm holdin my piec
I'm bailin down to 'crans with my Khakis creased
A link on my neck and a mother****ing on my ****, s
I put a beeper card on a mother****ers front windo
I'm that ****er who can serve it wel
Then bloody up the sheets at a raunchy motel
Yeah I'mma treat ya, 'cause I'm a feed ya
Take you to McDonald's then I leave ya
Live, via satellite on Rosecrans and Aranbe
We got my boy DJ Quik in the house
And he's gonna take you on a mission
And show you how the real jackers jack, ****e
Yeah, and now I'm takin' off my belt so I can sag
I keep the 44 Mag in a duffle bag
And in the G-ride I'm rollin' in the rain
And don't let me catch you slippin' on the turning lane
I creep up to your quarter panel and I pause
Whip out the 4 up to your nose
And make you shitt your drawer
Now I don't want your money or your hoes
No, all I want is your mother****ing 'renzo'
Now, let's take a ride down to 'crans
I'm rollin with a mother****er with doodoo in his pant
And a ****er like you can get me wor
Because I know you got them birdies that don't chirp
Aww, too bad you didn't make it to your .9
So forget about your Fin-O 'cause it's mine
And to you ****ers that be trippin
Watch your trunk and don't be slippin
'Cause the Quik will take your hoopty every time,
Mtha****
Once again it's the mother****ing
You wanna be my ****er, well you gotta pay a fe
You wanna get quoted, get your ass in the circle
We'll whoop your ass ****er 'til your eye turn purpl
(Ayo, Craw...)
My name is the Craw, the C-R-A-W-F-O-R-D
The poet Hi-C
I got your fat pregnant ****er in my waterbe
And I'm about to bust a nut on your little baby's head
The ****er you be talking, I label it "caca
Move your fat ass, and pass the vodka
Pour half a cup, fill it up with Socco
****er try and trip, you might get socked, h
"I love you, though," that's what I'm screamin'
Just to get some ****er, I'll be fiendin
Boyfriend always talking 'bout doggystyle
Wait a while, I can do it froggystyle
(Stop that darn cussing,
My children are listening)
Eat a ****, ya ****e