作词 : Calhoun, Coes, Jackson, Means ... AquariusAnd my name is LarryThere's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio Listen up ***********as This is Mack one o, to all these ***********s On the radio simpin' to these hoes What happened to the thugs, drugs and G hitsTalkin' all the soft ***********t just to please a Biz-NitchAnd some of all is street And know the gangsta mode It's like this, *********** a *********** And that's the G codeWe used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I keeps it gutter, just like before I'mma warrior so I stay prepared for war Ain't nuttin' wrong wit spoilin' a *********** Especially if you got it Her suckin' you, you ***********' her Gettin' freaky and erotic But if it ain't ruff, it ain't me And I refuse to turn R-A-P, in R and BYou went from Hardcore to pop Just to be on top I give Cool J his props and thats where it stops Connect Gang ***********There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio The *********** gets cream Real ***********s ain't simpin', oh no I'm sick of ***********s, trick ***********s Throw my radio in a ditch, ***********' Cause all I hear is *********** ***********s Fake ass R& B thugs in hot as sweaters Wit bull ***********t messages and tite ass vests *********** hip hop, y'all needa call it simp hop Sock that *********** in the back of her head and take the *********** Hoe shut up, I'm bout to load the *********** up And if I hear another *********** in love I'm throwin' up Load it up, pick the gun up I'm fed up, cause radio wit wimp *********** men I'mma *********** you snuff heads up Soft ***********s get the gay channel When I slap an R and B thug off his ***********' piano DJ's need to let the ghetto back in the club Theres too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love ***********as stiff ***********s There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio You used to be hardcore What the *********** you lookin' hard for *********** Standin' on the golf course Wit yo golf club rappers Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin' ***********s into soft thugs Wit all these promises, showin' straight *********** where yo mama live I know what time it is I'm the game lord, here to punish you For lyin' to every *********** that your runnin' to Tryna show every hoe how fly you are You's a ***********' fool if you buy the bar I'm buyin' two drinks, *********** you skanks Both of 'em mine, what chu think I gets full of liquor, and pound a stripper You gets drunk ***********, pull up wit her Drivin' yo ***********t, like it's her ***********t Under the surface, you like her *********** Make a *********** sick to his stomach There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio Hey baby, I used to be a gangster rapper But right now, I like flowers I love watchin' birds in the park I love takin' long walks in the park I just love you I love watchin' yo kids I love, I just love poetry I love you
作词 : Calhoun, Coes, Jackson, Means ... AquariusAnd my name is LarryThere's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio Listen up ***********as This is Mack one o, to all these ***********s On the radio simpin' to these hoes What happened to the thugs, drugs and G hitsTalkin' all the soft ***********t just to please a Biz-NitchAnd some of all is street And know the gangsta mode It's like this, *********** a *********** And that's the G codeWe used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I keeps it gutter, just like before I'mma warrior so I stay prepared for war Ain't nuttin' wrong wit spoilin' a *********** Especially if you got it Her suckin' you, you ***********' her Gettin' freaky and erotic But if it ain't ruff, it ain't me And I refuse to turn R-A-P, in R and BYou went from Hardcore to pop Just to be on top I give Cool J his props and thats where it stops Connect Gang ***********There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio The *********** gets cream Real ***********s ain't simpin', oh no I'm sick of ***********s, trick ***********s Throw my radio in a ditch, ***********' Cause all I hear is *********** ***********s Fake ass R& B thugs in hot as sweaters Wit bull ***********t messages and tite ass vests *********** hip hop, y'all needa call it simp hop Sock that *********** in the back of her head and take the *********** Hoe shut up, I'm bout to load the *********** up And if I hear another *********** in love I'm throwin' up Load it up, pick the gun up I'm fed up, cause radio wit wimp *********** men I'mma *********** you snuff heads up Soft ***********s get the gay channel When I slap an R and B thug off his ***********' piano DJ's need to let the ghetto back in the club Theres too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love ***********as stiff ***********s There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio You used to be hardcore What the *********** you lookin' hard for *********** Standin' on the golf course Wit yo golf club rappers Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin' ***********s into soft thugs Wit all these promises, showin' straight *********** where yo mama live I know what time it is I'm the game lord, here to punish you For lyin' to every *********** that your runnin' to Tryna show every hoe how fly you are You's a ***********' fool if you buy the bar I'm buyin' two drinks, *********** you skanks Both of 'em mine, what chu think I gets full of liquor, and pound a stripper You gets drunk ***********, pull up wit her Drivin' yo ***********t, like it's her ***********t Under the surface, you like her *********** Make a *********** sick to his stomach There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio There's so many rappers in love On the radio There's so many fake ass thugs On the radio Hey baby, I used to be a gangster rapper But right now, I like flowers I love watchin' birds in the park I love takin' long walks in the park I just love you I love watchin' yo kids I love, I just love poetry I love you
