作词 : Jerold Ellis/G. Husband/Terry-T 作曲 : Jerold Ellis/G. Husband/Terry-T Nik Nack is in the house for the four My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top My limo even slide through on the late night for that high I wanna zoom zoom, bumpin', Luni tunes, candy paint K 5 Bitches, I stay high, playa hate Callin' me a balla, shot calla Cause I'm slangin' all the major weight Blam, close the door to my residence Po-po start searchin' low but found no evidence They tryin' to wash me an our county like Downy Quick to pick a nigga Nack up like Downty Don't clown me, bitch Dyke hoes wanna lick my clit But end up gettin' stuck in the gut with a dick Down for my shit, tricks wanna get 'em up with me Because they heard their baby-daddy ****ed with me But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail What the hell? What the **** do you mean? Your boyfriend is a dope fiend And he smoked up all my ice cream Oops, upside yo' head fo' gettin' licked like a lollipop Let yo' nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get lolli-hopped By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? **** around and trust yo' under-folks Like dope fiends, you leave yo' cream with Post, you come back and yo' whole bundle goes Or this niggaz add dirt to the list Getaway clean but one wanna keep everything He gots to cook it 'cause we need the good shit to post Tryin' to bake a whole thing, this fool claim that the pot broke But here goes 5 G's and dubs You can probably catch mo' 'cause I chop slugs Blood bubbles, so I charge it to the game with no shame Even though we got away with a whole thang of cocaine I got ****ed in the deal, somethin' cool, why me? Cause that 5 G's he gave me was boo-boo Too much drama in the streets of the Oak Niggaz will tell you what they want you to hear Not what you should know Instead of sellin' mo' cream, niggaz is sellin' mo' dreams Lyin' just to kick it sellin' weight with no fiends Now this is somethin' that I don't understand Why the **** would that nigga Master P Call himself the 芒鈧瑍Ice cream man'? Bitch, don't you hear the music? That's jankie as ****, he musta been off the fluid Niggaz steadily tryin' to take shit from the next man Don't playa hate, just give a pound and let the best stand It's too much skrilla in the land fo' niggaz to be hatin' Captain Savin, I just don't understand Cause when I was a youngsta, money was so damn hard to find Hooked up with my young comrades and we was steadily on the grind When I wanted to bubble, fools start trippin', talkin' shit They never woulda thought I'd be the motha****er with all of the grip Check this out here you jive ass turkeys man Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O, there's only one Mobb, man Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck And get yo' ass booted off I can't stand punks on a manhunt that destroy Lay low 'cause my 44 will make yo' ass glow like Bruce Leroy Since they bigger, many figure that I can't throw But they don't know about this bow-legged skinny nigga Mad because I'm foldin' grip plus rollin' thick Still up on that late night loadin' clips, holdin' shit to myself Shotgun bullets be bad fo' them health So save that gang-bang shit on somebody else Where I peep thugs have drugs to sell you Don't **** wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note And Noo-Trybe to fools slide at my show Because I make the whole ****in' O hoo-ride Slide to get the remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy Been havin' suicidal tendencies the whole day Alazae will have a nigga on lock down like O.J. Slang a gang of caine like the Cubans, they hate when I'm crusin' Don't **** around and get yo' life ruined Fool, so take yo' last look, you get yo' ass whooped Your Rolex took 'cause broke niggaz make the best crooks You best look over your shoulder, high-rolla with that cola Cause my soldiers come with mo' force than Yoda No bloopers or blunders, we fed to head with mo' bread than Wonder And strapped with a Mac-11 and go under It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? It's so much drama in the streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you?
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jerold Ellis/G. Husband/Terry-T [00:00.016] 作曲 : Jerold Ellis/G. Husband/Terry-T [00:00.32]Nik Nack is in the house for the four [00:02.31]My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold [00:05.57]Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top [00:09.00]My limo even slide through on the late night for that high [00:11.59]I wanna zoom zoom, bumpin', Luni tunes, candy paint K 5 [00:15.20]Bitches, I stay high, playa hate [00:17.84]Callin' me a balla, shot calla [00:19.86]Cause I'm slangin' all the major weight [00:21.52]Blam, close the door to my residence [00:23.86]Po-po start searchin' low but found no evidence [00:26.45]They tryin' to wash me an our county like Downy [00:28.79]Quick to pick a nigga Nack up like Downty [00:31.33]Don't clown me, bitch [00:32.62]Dyke hoes wanna lick my clit [00:34.20]But end up gettin' stuck in the gut with a dick [00:36.35]Down for my shit, tricks wanna get 'em up with me [00:39.19]Because they heard their baby-daddy ****ed with me [00:41.83]But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt [00:44.08]The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail [00:46.73]What the hell? What the **** do you mean? [00:49.36]Your boyfriend is a dope fiend [00:50.74]And he smoked up all my ice cream [00:52.37]Oops, upside yo' head fo' gettin' licked like a lollipop [00:54.89]Let yo' nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get lolli-hopped [00:57.51]By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla [01:00.43]Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first [01:02.22]It's so much drama in the streets [01:04.16]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [01:06.83]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [01:09.01]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [01:11.81]It's so much drama in the streets [01:14.37]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [01:17.32]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [01:19.39]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [01:22.97]**** around and trust yo' under-folks [01:24.46]Like dope fiends, you leave yo' cream with [01:26.09]Post, you come back and yo' whole bundle goes [01:28.44]Or this niggaz add dirt to the list [01:30.26]Getaway clean but one wanna keep everything [01:33.11]He gots to cook it 'cause we need the good shit to post [01:35.62]Tryin' to bake a whole thing, this fool claim that the pot broke [01:38.52]But here goes 5 G's and dubs [01:40.63]You can probably catch mo' 'cause I chop slugs [01:43.10]Blood bubbles, so I charge it to the game with no shame [01:45.76]Even though we got away with a whole thang of cocaine [01:48.96]I got ****ed in the deal, somethin' cool, why me? [01:51.65]Cause that 5 G's he gave me was boo-boo [01:53.90]Too much drama in the streets of the Oak [01:56.04]Niggaz will tell you what they want you to hear [01:57.94]Not what you should know [01:59.09]Instead of sellin' mo' cream, niggaz is sellin' mo' dreams [02:01.80]Lyin' just to kick it sellin' weight with no fiends [02:04.41]Now this is somethin' that I don't understand [02:06.29]Why the **** would that nigga Master P [02:08.29]Call himself the 芒鈧瑍Ice cream man'? [02:09.89]Bitch, don't you hear the music? [02:11.54]That's jankie as ****, he musta been off the fluid [02:14.48]Niggaz steadily tryin' to take shit from the next man [02:17.16]Don't playa hate, just give a pound and let the best stand [02:19.56]It's too much skrilla in the land fo' niggaz to be hatin' [02:22.50]Captain Savin, I just don't understand [02:25.22]Cause when I was a youngsta, money was so damn hard to find [02:29.62]Hooked up with my young comrades and we was steadily on the grind [02:34.85]When I wanted to bubble, fools start trippin', talkin' shit [02:39.75]They never woulda thought I'd be the motha****er with all of the grip [02:45.72]Check this out here you jive ass turkeys man [02:47.59]Hoe's slobberin'-obberin' in the O, there's only one Mobb, man [02:52.10]Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck [02:54.13]And get yo' ass booted off [02:55.45]I can't stand punks on a manhunt that destroy [02:57.53]Lay low 'cause my 44 will make yo' ass glow like Bruce Leroy [03:00.67]Since they bigger, many figure that I can't throw [03:03.55]But they don't know about this bow-legged skinny nigga [03:05.89]Mad because I'm foldin' grip plus rollin' thick [03:08.36]Still up on that late night loadin' clips, holdin' shit to myself [03:11.26]Shotgun bullets be bad fo' them health [03:14.07]So save that gang-bang shit on somebody else [03:16.50]Where I peep thugs have drugs to sell you [03:18.62]Don't **** wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you [03:21.19]Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note [03:23.49]And Noo-Trybe to fools slide at my show [03:25.17]Because I make the whole ****in' O hoo-ride [03:27.24]Slide to get the remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp [03:29.57]Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy [03:31.65]Been havin' suicidal tendencies the whole day [03:34.14]Alazae will have a nigga on lock down like O.J. [03:36.98]Slang a gang of caine like the Cubans, they hate when I'm crusin' [03:39.88]Don't **** around and get yo' life ruined [03:41.68]Fool, so take yo' last look, you get yo' ass whooped [03:44.43]Your Rolex took 'cause broke niggaz make the best crooks [03:46.98]You best look over your shoulder, high-rolla with that cola [03:49.85]Cause my soldiers come with mo' force than Yoda [03:52.08]No bloopers or blunders, we fed to head with mo' bread than Wonder [03:55.22]And strapped with a Mac-11 and go under [03:57.15]It's so much drama in the streets [03:59.02]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [04:01.58]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [04:03.78]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [04:07.06]It's so much drama in the streets [04:09.06]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [04:11.91]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [04:14.16]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [04:17.62]It's so much drama in the streets [04:19.58]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [04:22.17]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [04:24.49]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [04:27.66]It's so much drama in the streets [04:29.81]And I can't tell you why the funk be deep [04:32.45]Do you really know where ya goin' to? [04:34.65]Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? [04:42.78]
