作词 : Calhoun, Calhoun, Henderson [CT] It's about that time ****** [WC] For what? [CT] Redo this mother****** look I found it ****** [WC] Ahh hell naw ******! [CT] Sheyitt Now here we go, y'all gotta play this Due to you ************-ass ******z I'ma maze this rearranged funk and refreak the track The Godfather of Underground Rap is back Banged out the game as I ride with the Benji's ****** off the hook, ****** I'm off the ****** hinges No gimmicks, just a crew of driveby shooters Coupe de Ville swoopers, looters and Stax loopers I started off way back sick with a mentality Wicked got down kickin it with the Syndicate Just a lil' ****** seein ways to get paid Levi cordueroy saggin with french braids No overnight success, no tinted windows No limos, just a hungry ****** doin demos The year eighty-eight, the group was Low Pro When ******z used to swerve on Lincoln's and Vogues Loc these ******z ain't knowin about payin no dues, the ************t I done been through Gone through, put through, was bruised too so it's time to school these foes Looka there, as I walk the rugged road of the path I gets flashbacks, and thrash mash, enemies in my path Hustler turn your page to nineteen eighty-nine When a young ****** first signed the dotted line, I was bang bang, boogie with the music Took the old funk track, and relooped it Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar The name of the LP was "We In This Together" *beeper sounds repeatedly* [CT] Awww ************t, what the ****** why you sto [WC] Man this mother****** pager keep goin off Look I'm tired of these ************! [CT] Youse a cold ******! * DJ scratches* "Noooo ************t!"
作词 : Calhoun, Calhoun, Henderson [CT] It's about that time ****** [WC] For what? [CT] Redo this mother****** look I found it ****** [WC] Ahh hell naw ******! [CT] Sheyitt Now here we go, y'all gotta play this Due to you ************-ass ******z I'ma maze this rearranged funk and refreak the track The Godfather of Underground Rap is back Banged out the game as I ride with the Benji's ****** off the hook, ****** I'm off the ****** hinges No gimmicks, just a crew of driveby shooters Coupe de Ville swoopers, looters and Stax loopers I started off way back sick with a mentality Wicked got down kickin it with the Syndicate Just a lil' ****** seein ways to get paid Levi cordueroy saggin with french braids No overnight success, no tinted windows No limos, just a hungry ****** doin demos The year eighty-eight, the group was Low Pro When ******z used to swerve on Lincoln's and Vogues Loc these ******z ain't knowin about payin no dues, the ************t I done been through Gone through, put through, was bruised too so it's time to school these foes Looka there, as I walk the rugged road of the path I gets flashbacks, and thrash mash, enemies in my path Hustler turn your page to nineteen eighty-nine When a young ****** first signed the dotted line, I was bang bang, boogie with the music Took the old funk track, and relooped it Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar The name of the LP was "We In This Together" *beeper sounds repeatedly* [CT] Awww ************t, what the ****** why you sto [WC] Man this mother****** pager keep goin off Look I'm tired of these ************! [CT] Youse a cold ******! * DJ scratches* "Noooo ************t!"
