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Stole Something

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  • 作词 : Johnson, Jones, Lloyd, Muchita
    Wooh, yeah, you can get with this or you can get with that
    I don't got to tell you hoe, you know
    I got that crack
    Three for the price of one, you know
    I have you comin' back
    You can have me a
    P.O. absolute and it's a rap
    It's a fact, ****** know, **** with us you gettin' clapped
    No, I won't say your name 'cause it just put you on the map
    And I ain't, into lettin' ****** eat, no never that
    Shorty love the way
    I swing my game,
    I got a better bat
    Know I'm lethal with this rap ****, c'mon baby holla back
    Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that
    I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap
    Spit a verse,then
    I eventually watch the cheddar stack
    I'm ****tin' on ******, ****tin' like it's a got to get slack
    This a standin' ovation for homey with a
    Tek clapF that, we takin' over baby and that's that
    Catch me ******' with a ***** that can't stand rap
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meYeah, gun powder resi' on the sleeve of my
    PeleI had to burn my leather and toss '
    My Buddy'Two hundred calls comin' in on my celly
    I had to cut the ringer like, "**** e'rybody"
    Drive the bulletproof all the way to
    CaliLay low for a month or so gettin' very high
    Where I'm goin' it gets my mind of the bones
    Back on the
    East Coast
    I bury now
    I'm partyin' with
    Halle Berry
    This Hollywood shit'll catch you slippin' if you let it
    So ****** started grillin' me
    Like they was gon' take my things
    So I assumed
    I had to set it
    Now it's blood splashed all on the ice in my jewelery
    They don't know who did it 'cause
    I did it smoothly
    Take my ass back to
    Queens, it's not like
    I look for trouble
    It seems trouble always finds me, then
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meLook,
    I got tons of old beef and a brand new forty
    A hardcore groupie that would take a bullet for me
    A high-priced lawyer just in case a ***** snap
    And can't take a joke, and pop a ***** over rap
    A horrible splatter in a matter of a second
    Dead over a record, shit he sound like he meant it
    My crew greater, yeah,
    I'm talkin' to you hater
    I'm too major, two-tone blue gator
    New blazer, big gun, little razor
    So raise up, that ain't how your momma raised ya
    They wire-tappin' to hear somethin', they ear-hustlin'
    They won't bust him, why they came in and handcuffed him
    It's nothin', there's more 'mati's at the spot
    One flat tire's gon' matter if they pop
    I pop up tomorrow with the wagon off the lot
    Stash box, with the nine magnum with a wop
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for me
  • 作词 : Johnson, Jones, Lloyd, Muchita
    Wooh, yeah, you can get with this or you can get with that
    I don't got to tell you hoe, you know
    I got that crack
    Three for the price of one, you know
    I have you comin' back
    You can have me a
    P.O. absolute and it's a rap
    It's a fact, ****** know, **** with us you gettin' clapped
    No, I won't say your name 'cause it just put you on the map
    And I ain't, into lettin' ****** eat, no never that
    Shorty love the way
    I swing my game,
    I got a better bat
    Know I'm lethal with this rap ****, c'mon baby holla back
    Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that
    I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap
    Spit a verse,then
    I eventually watch the cheddar stack
    I'm ****tin' on ******, ****tin' like it's a got to get slack
    This a standin' ovation for homey with a
    Tek clapF that, we takin' over baby and that's that
    Catch me ******' with a ***** that can't stand rap
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meYeah, gun powder resi' on the sleeve of my
    PeleI had to burn my leather and toss '
    My Buddy'Two hundred calls comin' in on my celly
    I had to cut the ringer like, "**** e'rybody"
    Drive the bulletproof all the way to
    CaliLay low for a month or so gettin' very high
    Where I'm goin' it gets my mind of the bones
    Back on the
    East Coast
    I bury now
    I'm partyin' with
    Halle Berry
    This Hollywood shit'll catch you slippin' if you let it
    So ****** started grillin' me
    Like they was gon' take my things
    So I assumed
    I had to set it
    Now it's blood splashed all on the ice in my jewelery
    They don't know who did it 'cause
    I did it smoothly
    Take my ass back to
    Queens, it's not like
    I look for trouble
    It seems trouble always finds me, then
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meLook,
    I got tons of old beef and a brand new forty
    A hardcore groupie that would take a bullet for me
    A high-priced lawyer just in case a ***** snap
    And can't take a joke, and pop a ***** over rap
    A horrible splatter in a matter of a second
    Dead over a record, shit he sound like he meant it
    My crew greater, yeah,
    I'm talkin' to you hater
    I'm too major, two-tone blue gator
    New blazer, big gun, little razor
    So raise up, that ain't how your momma raised ya
    They wire-tappin' to hear somethin', they ear-hustlin'
    They won't bust him, why they came in and handcuffed him
    It's nothin', there's more 'mati's at the spot
    One flat tire's gon' matter if they pop
    I pop up tomorrow with the wagon off the lot
    Stash box, with the nine magnum with a wop
    I get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for meI get at ****** like the stole from me, stole from me
    Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money
    There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me
    You want to work?
    Then pump this
    O for me,
    O for me