作曲 : Rollison, Thomas, Virgil ... (Let's go, ******** wit me) Weezy, we ********, let's go, oh, oh, oh, oh, do it, do it HB's ********, we run tha streets ********, let's go(Oh, oh) We run tha streets ********, Weezy, we my ********(Oh, oh, uh, ha, oh, oh, oh) HB's dawg, let's go, let's go(Oh, oh, uh, ha, oh, oh, oh, oh,oh) What you know, ********? What you know about tha streets?(Oh, oh) ********, what you know, huh? What you know? Look, look, listen I'm like a dry rubber wit tight ********, ya can't ******** wit me An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it, I'm bustin' You ********s don't amount to nothin' and me, I'm top notch, boy Any problems I ********, glock sparks and knock out hearts You see tha ice twink we I talk, ya blink and ya dead I'll let a hollow tip sink in ya head, so think it over' Fore they find ya ass hangin' over a bridge and ********t While I'm out drinkin' wit tha squad like I ain't did tha ********t I really hope ya click come back for revenge and ********t I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon ********t A ******** duct tape ya [unverified] don't get me pissed Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip ********, ******** here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat I'll ******** and pop one in you cattle, push your filta back An' ********s respect tha shots, make 'em tilt your hat(What you?) You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods and jails I'm a street ********, sold ounces of crack ******** If I spit it, I did it, before I got in this rap game One of my hobbies is beef, do that for pleasure It's nothin' to bust a head, put a few wholes in ya sweater Never get in a situation wit me involvin' guns Never able to sleep always on tha run One way or another you gonna come Outta isolation, if it mean killin' ya You thinkin' 'cause I'm rappin' and be on television That I won't soften ya head and come split it Close range is fake, bustin' from a distance Tha ********t I'm talkin' my ********, I'm still livin' If any ******** want it, can get it wit no problem All these ********s playin' but me, I come to stop it You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do I don't play ********, better watch what ya say, ********' Cause I ******** up ya day, ******** Wit this K ********, I gets very low down Give a ******** about a ********, hit 'em wit fifty rounds I'm from uptown, young and thuggin' since I was small Grew up around killas, hung wit tha big dawgs ******** we play it raw as it go, were I stayRun ya mouth too much, get found in a hall way Wit a head shot, look that's how ********s get it Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it No evidence, no witness, you just assed out Busta ass ********, you just assed out ********' wit a guerilla, ah untamed one at that You leave ya house in ya want, I bet ya won't make it back You could believe that, look betta get it right Get it twisted if ya want, I betcha gonna loose ya life ******** You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do(Uh, ha, yo ,yo) All I know is **** slangin' and gang bangin' Inglewood Cali swangin' and hood hangin' I'm a ghetto ********, saggin', starched and creased Wit everythang fa' sale from a ki to a quarter piece Like Baby, tha bird, got tha game on lock An while them youngstas workin' tha block, I'm, cookin' a flock I'm ballin' and if I'm beefin', I layed for 'em But tha murders committed recently, I paid for 'em I got a crew of noodle knockers that'll wait in tha bushes Wet, you up and have you ******** blood runnin' like douches I'm bout murda, murda, ****, ****, leave ******** ********s, no hope Don't need a red beam 'cause we sight 'em wit tha scope Yeah, you talk that ********t, then grab a gun ******** But if Mack call tha shot, it's good as done ********' Cause tha base from tha fo' fo' be bangin' like a drum An it's cash Money blood, so ******** where you from, ******** You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do
作曲 : Rollison, Thomas, Virgil ... (Let's go, ******** wit me) Weezy, we ********, let's go, oh, oh, oh, oh, do it, do it HB's ********, we run tha streets ********, let's go(Oh, oh) We run tha streets ********, Weezy, we my ********(Oh, oh, uh, ha, oh, oh, oh) HB's dawg, let's go, let's go(Oh, oh, uh, ha, oh, oh, oh, oh,oh) What you know, ********? What you know about tha streets?(Oh, oh) ********, what you know, huh? What you know? Look, look, listen I'm like a dry rubber wit tight ********, ya can't ******** wit me An if ya try, I'm bustin' get it, I'm bustin' You ********s don't amount to nothin' and me, I'm top notch, boy Any problems I ********, glock sparks and knock out hearts You see tha ice twink we I talk, ya blink and ya dead I'll let a hollow tip sink in ya head, so think it over' Fore they find ya ass hangin' over a bridge and ********t While I'm out drinkin' wit tha squad like I ain't did tha ********t I really hope ya click come back for revenge and ********t I'll make bullets drop on ya block like pidgeon ********t A ******** duct tape ya [unverified] don't get me pissed Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip ********, ******** here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for dat I'll ******** and pop one in you cattle, push your filta back An' ********s respect tha shots, make 'em tilt your hat(What you?) You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods and jails I'm a street ********, sold ounces of crack ******** If I spit it, I did it, before I got in this rap game One of my hobbies is beef, do that for pleasure It's nothin' to bust a head, put a few wholes in ya sweater Never get in a situation wit me involvin' guns Never able to sleep always on tha run One way or another you gonna come Outta isolation, if it mean killin' ya You thinkin' 'cause I'm rappin' and be on television That I won't soften ya head and come split it Close range is fake, bustin' from a distance Tha ********t I'm talkin' my ********, I'm still livin' If any ******** want it, can get it wit no problem All these ********s playin' but me, I come to stop it You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do I don't play ********, better watch what ya say, ********' Cause I ******** up ya day, ******** Wit this K ********, I gets very low down Give a ******** about a ********, hit 'em wit fifty rounds I'm from uptown, young and thuggin' since I was small Grew up around killas, hung wit tha big dawgs ******** we play it raw as it go, were I stayRun ya mouth too much, get found in a hall way Wit a head shot, look that's how ********s get it Keep it on a tuck, nobody know who did it No evidence, no witness, you just assed out Busta ass ********, you just assed out ********' wit a guerilla, ah untamed one at that You leave ya house in ya want, I bet ya won't make it back You could believe that, look betta get it right Get it twisted if ya want, I betcha gonna loose ya life ******** You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do(Uh, ha, yo ,yo) All I know is **** slangin' and gang bangin' Inglewood Cali swangin' and hood hangin' I'm a ghetto ********, saggin', starched and creased Wit everythang fa' sale from a ki to a quarter piece Like Baby, tha bird, got tha game on lock An while them youngstas workin' tha block, I'm, cookin' a flock I'm ballin' and if I'm beefin', I layed for 'em But tha murders committed recently, I paid for 'em I got a crew of noodle knockers that'll wait in tha bushes Wet, you up and have you ******** blood runnin' like douches I'm bout murda, murda, ****, ****, leave ******** ********s, no hope Don't need a red beam 'cause we sight 'em wit tha scope Yeah, you talk that ********t, then grab a gun ******** But if Mack call tha shot, it's good as done ********' Cause tha base from tha fo' fo' be bangin' like a drum An it's cash Money blood, so ******** where you from, ******** You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't want no trouble, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no beef, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do You don't wanna hustle ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do An' you don't want no drama, ********, yes, we do Come on, tell tha truth, ********, man, yes, we do
