February 1st, 1975 it happened Was born in west savannah way before I started rappin My mamma had a ***** at the age of fifteen My daddy was sellin that sack, now hes gots responsibilities Stayed at me grannys while me mammy was at work And she couldnt watch my every move so *****t I started servin Around frazier home, down in the west side projects Changin over foodstamps, and hittin a lick was next see Im just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased I got a fresh white t-*****rt and my cap is slightly pointed east So flyin, or floatin, a brougham is what Im sportin Sade is in my tape deck, Im movin in slow motion boi So meet me deep in the streets thats where I learned the capers Us lickin blunts, lickin leaves, rollin reefer papers Im slightly slouched, in the seats off in my bucket But the *****z around the ave. and the hoes, they love me They wanna be me and my family too Because the money that I make be puttin cable off in every room So follow the beans, follow my lead through the nooks and crannies Its everyday life off in my hood so come and holla at me But go head on, with that foolishness ***** Let me get lovely with my swerve because Im true to this *****t And if you comin with eight dollars, you *****t out of luck Because the west side aint takin no shorts on the dime So fire it up Now now now nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! (like that now, like this, and it dont quit, and it dont stop) Nine in my hand, oune in my crotch Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! (and it dont stop, and it dont quit, its like that and ah) See, *****z in the south wear gold teeth and gold chains Been doin it for years, so these *****z aint gone change They comin around the ghetto so you might call em soul Been wearin furry kangols, so that *****t is old You might slang a rock or two just to pay the rent Five dollars for a table dance so now your moneys spent You listen to that booty shake music in your trunk As long as theres that tic tic followed by that bump Im down to stick a hoe if she got a g-strang Cause the *****z in the pointe aint changed, main You might call us country, but wes only southern And I dont give a *****, p-funk spot to spark another
[00:00.000] 作词 : Organized Noize, Patton [00:01.42]Artist:outkast [00:02.35]Songs Title:west savannah [00:04.35] [00:24.08]February 1st, 1975 it happened [00:25.76]Was born in west savannah way before I started rappin [00:29.26]My mamma had a ***** at the age of fifteen [00:31.51]My daddy was sellin that sack, now hes gots responsibilities [00:33.76]Stayed at me grannys while me mammy was at work [00:38.01]And she couldnt watch my every move so *****t I started servin [00:41.01]Around frazier home, down in the west side projects [00:43.20]Changin over foodstamps, and hittin a lick was next see [00:46.08]Im just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased [00:48.32]I got a fresh white t-*****rt and my cap is slightly pointed east [00:51.63]So flyin, or floatin, a brougham is what Im sportin [00:55.32]Sade is in my tape deck, Im movin in slow motion boi [00:57.94]So meet me deep in the streets thats where I learned the capers [01:00.64]Us lickin blunts, lickin leaves, rollin reefer papers [01:02.95]Im slightly slouched, in the seats off in my bucket [01:05.58]But the *****z around the ave. and the hoes, they love me [01:08.89]They wanna be me and my family too [01:11.01]Because the money that I make be puttin cable off in every room [01:14.26]So follow the beans, follow my lead through the nooks and crannies [01:16.76]Its everyday life off in my hood so come and holla at me [01:20.08]But go head on, with that foolishness ***** [01:21.76]Let me get lovely with my swerve because Im true to this *****t [01:24.70]And if you comin with eight dollars, you *****t out of luck [01:27.83]Because the west side aint takin no shorts on the dime [01:31.58]So fire it up [01:33.82]Now now now nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch [01:37.95]Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! [01:41.39](like that now, like this, and it dont quit, and it dont stop) [01:44.45]Nine in my hand, oune in my crotch [01:45.94]Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmmmhmmmm! [01:47.39](and it dont stop, and it dont quit, its like that and ah) [01:54.45]See, *****z in the south wear gold teeth and gold chains [01:57.14]Been doin it for years, so these *****z aint gone change [01:59.88]They comin around the ghetto so you might call em soul [02:02.08]Been wearin furry kangols, so that *****t is old [02:04.57]You might slang a rock or two just to pay the rent [02:07.95]Five dollars for a table dance so now your moneys spent [02:10.39]You listen to that booty shake music in your trunk [02:13.14]As long as theres that tic tic followed by that bump [02:15.50]Im down to stick a hoe if she got a g-strang [02:18.76]Cause the *****z in the pointe aint changed, main [02:20.89]You might call us country, but wes only southern [02:24.51]And I dont give a *****, p-funk spot to spark another