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  • 作词 : Quincy Ledbetter/David Brown/Moses Barrett, III
    作曲 : Quincy Ledbetter/David Brown/Moses Barrett, III
    'CuzWhassup *******?
    If a mutha*******a would have told me years ago
    That the game today would be so ****** up
    Common holla at cha boi
    That these mutha******' *******s be runnin' around
    Here actin' mo ************y fried
    ************ *******s
    One year more penalize
    I see these *******s man
    Lord this ************t crazy then a mutha*******a, but you know what
    Tonight we gon handle that ************t, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
    Ey yo speak on that ************t95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
    With Victoria
    Secret panties crammin' that ass hole
    Throwin' the crooked finger ************ ridin' the west coast
    Them some real soldiers, y'all son of *******, fonies
    I called it like
    I called it, think
    I'm wrong, step forward
    And get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
    She in to tough talkin' now that 50 got on
    Quit fantasizing 'bout that man life, and live yo own
    You ain't neva be hard, yo mammy ***** fed you too long
    Probably still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
    Tonite were gettin' closure,
    I'm pointin' out folks
    Pullin' *******z cards, exposin' what ya hold
    I'm sorry if it feels you don't know me no more
    Just had some ************t on my mind, in my chest
    I had to get off
    You can't judge a mutha******' book by its cover
    But I can spot a ************ a mile away
    Pardon me brotha
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******(Here I go)
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, give 'em some, mutha*******a(Get 'em buck)
    These *******z catchin' feelings, they ain't men they women
    And he gay 'cuz he wit 'em and he trying to defend 'em
    So I say we should expose these hoes
    I think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
    O it's on now yeah,
    I can cummon down(On now)
    I got a desert eagle wit a silencer,
    I swear it make no sound
    A 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
    Petey you need me ******* just holla and
    I got yaThrow on some frank
    Sinatra and order me some pasta
    They ******' with some mobstas, see we can get it done
    And I bet you at his funeral nobody gon come
    I ain't here to be beefin' wit no ******* to get a name
    If you *******es and show yo panties,
    I'm pullin' out my thang
    Got a habit of smackin' ************s with semi-automatics
    You *******s in trouble buck and
    Petey back at it it's on *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a
    Bend that ************ right there wit all ya might
    If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
    Bend that ************ right there wit all ya might
    If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
    If you jump off in the club it's a jump off in the club
    She can tow up just get toed up like
    I give a good buck
    All the champagne
    I don bought ************
    I done paid for this chair
    That I'm fittin' to take and break across this zombies head
    Look at bone crusher very first verse he don read(10 ton)
    That's on everything
    I love to drop dead(************ I ain't never scared)
    ******' round get a main artery cut in half
    Blood gu************n' out the side of your neck bleedin' to death
    Needin' a paramedic to reconnect 'n' piece you back together
    I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
    It's gettin' crucial out here 'n' you takin' this ************t for granted
    ************ punk, panty wearin' mascara ************
    Blow pop suckin' ass, juicy fruity crooked man
    Molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
    Backstabbin' mother******' crabs in a barell
    I can't stand 'em, but
    I bet I can handle 'em
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a
  • 作词 : Quincy Ledbetter/David Brown/Moses Barrett, III
    作曲 : Quincy Ledbetter/David Brown/Moses Barrett, III
    'CuzWhassup *******?
    If a mutha*******a would have told me years ago
    That the game today would be so ****** up
    Common holla at cha boi
    That these mutha******' *******s be runnin' around
    Here actin' mo ************y fried
    ************ *******s
    One year more penalize
    I see these *******s man
    Lord this ************t crazy then a mutha*******a, but you know what
    Tonight we gon handle that ************t, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
    Ey yo speak on that ************t95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
    With Victoria
    Secret panties crammin' that ass hole
    Throwin' the crooked finger ************ ridin' the west coast
    Them some real soldiers, y'all son of *******, fonies
    I called it like
    I called it, think
    I'm wrong, step forward
    And get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
    She in to tough talkin' now that 50 got on
    Quit fantasizing 'bout that man life, and live yo own
    You ain't neva be hard, yo mammy ***** fed you too long
    Probably still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
    Tonite were gettin' closure,
    I'm pointin' out folks
    Pullin' *******z cards, exposin' what ya hold
    I'm sorry if it feels you don't know me no more
    Just had some ************t on my mind, in my chest
    I had to get off
    You can't judge a mutha******' book by its cover
    But I can spot a ************ a mile away
    Pardon me brotha
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******(Here I go)
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, give 'em some, mutha*******a(Get 'em buck)
    These *******z catchin' feelings, they ain't men they women
    And he gay 'cuz he wit 'em and he trying to defend 'em
    So I say we should expose these hoes
    I think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
    O it's on now yeah,
    I can cummon down(On now)
    I got a desert eagle wit a silencer,
    I swear it make no sound
    A 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
    Petey you need me ******* just holla and
    I got yaThrow on some frank
    Sinatra and order me some pasta
    They ******' with some mobstas, see we can get it done
    And I bet you at his funeral nobody gon come
    I ain't here to be beefin' wit no ******* to get a name
    If you *******es and show yo panties,
    I'm pullin' out my thang
    Got a habit of smackin' ************s with semi-automatics
    You *******s in trouble buck and
    Petey back at it it's on *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a
    Bend that ************ right there wit all ya might
    If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
    Bend that ************ right there wit all ya might
    If he say, anything in here tonight, you don't like
    If you jump off in the club it's a jump off in the club
    She can tow up just get toed up like
    I give a good buck
    All the champagne
    I don bought ************
    I done paid for this chair
    That I'm fittin' to take and break across this zombies head
    Look at bone crusher very first verse he don read(10 ton)
    That's on everything
    I love to drop dead(************ I ain't never scared)
    ******' round get a main artery cut in half
    Blood gu************n' out the side of your neck bleedin' to death
    Needin' a paramedic to reconnect 'n' piece you back together
    I don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
    It's gettin' crucial out here 'n' you takin' this ************t for granted
    ************ punk, panty wearin' mascara ************
    Blow pop suckin' ass, juicy fruity crooked man
    Molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
    Backstabbin' mother******' crabs in a barell
    I can't stand 'em, but
    I bet I can handle 'em
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the *******
    O it's on, get at me, ************
    I'm gon slap the ************t
    Whachu want, drag, get ya some, mutha*******a