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Comedy Central

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  • 作曲 : Hugo, Jackson, Thornton ...
    Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh(Verse 1 - Malice)
    Say dog, let's not get involved
    You don't wanna tango,
    I'll dress you in a halo
    **** the gauge, polka dot ya braids
    Face you in a chrome fo', that'll lock ya legs
    And you can't move,
    I roll big and
    I can't lose
    They watch so hard ain't nothin'
    I do, that ain't news
    Carry it like
    I'm a stranger to the game
    I cut short any whisper that, en-danger my name
    I'ma toast on both coast, not for a joke
    I'm known in the streets on the account,
    I know coke
    And we got word in the street that the cops watch us
    But that don't stop us, we maneuvering move a little mo' cautious
    I hate to think that the **** game is my callin'
    Cause it got us singing lullaby's, to our fallin'
    Tonight friend, until we meet again
    But for now and ya name, we re-up and eat again, uh
    I never front, like
    I'm something
    I'm notWell being broke well that's just, somethin'
    I'm notY'all talk wit hatred, but
    I live off that
    And I lived off *******, way 'fore
    I lived off rap
    Feel me friend, if they could, they'd kill me friend (Yeah)
    Cause I weigh too much, learned not to say too much
    They couldn't take me in the
    CL, that's way too much
    And I'm too gone, y'all *****s can talk on(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
    They call me
    Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please
    I put the pump in ya mouth, and help you breath with ease
    This guys in a hurry, ma
    I can't even ***** with you
    If you ain't in the itinerary
    I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry

    Ben & Jerry
    Y'all the type of players, that be gettin' 2-day contracts
    E-mail snitch, got these in ya 2-way contacts
    I'm in the club sippin' on that new
    ZecongacIn the number 9
    Jordan's, with the duce, trey, arm back
    The street family so cool, we could throw up *******es
    Even if it was
    July, and we had on wood britches
    I got them teflon's, that shovel the fo'
    That have under covers and po', with cover and slow
    The government know, the kid been lovin' the dough
    Since I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin' snow(Verse 3 - Pusha T)
    Ghetto streets so numb they call me
    NovocainI turn over caine, over and over again
    Hell, so much cliental,
    I could lose it all today
    Be back the next day, still up in the same way
    As I left ya, all in three gestures, down up and aim
    I can define death, better than
    Webster, wet ya
    Now bless ya, and of to my next venture
    Blocks so white,
    June look like
    DecemberWinter time, snow everywhere, flow everywhere
    So much dough,
    I fly my hoes everywhere
    Ask him, Pusha
    T, push a ton
    Push a ton of that *******t, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
    Yes I'm holdin', whether it's heat or coke in
    In the door panel of my four-wheel motion
    Ain't jokin', but
    I laugh how other flows convince you
    It's money, it's funny, it's
    Comedy Central
    Minds mental, others is made up stinsel
    When I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a rental
    I'm livin', they act as if
    I don't live it
    Saran wrap vaseline, so they can't sniff it
    Eve say larine knitted, shorts bermuda
    You would think they was poochie, if you over looked
    MedusaUh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh(Skit at end of the song begins)
  • 作曲 : Hugo, Jackson, Thornton ...
    Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh(Verse 1 - Malice)
    Say dog, let's not get involved
    You don't wanna tango,
    I'll dress you in a halo
    **** the gauge, polka dot ya braids
    Face you in a chrome fo', that'll lock ya legs
    And you can't move,
    I roll big and
    I can't lose
    They watch so hard ain't nothin'
    I do, that ain't news
    Carry it like
    I'm a stranger to the game
    I cut short any whisper that, en-danger my name
    I'ma toast on both coast, not for a joke
    I'm known in the streets on the account,
    I know coke
    And we got word in the street that the cops watch us
    But that don't stop us, we maneuvering move a little mo' cautious
    I hate to think that the **** game is my callin'
    Cause it got us singing lullaby's, to our fallin'
    Tonight friend, until we meet again
    But for now and ya name, we re-up and eat again, uh
    I never front, like
    I'm something
    I'm notWell being broke well that's just, somethin'
    I'm notY'all talk wit hatred, but
    I live off that
    And I lived off *******, way 'fore
    I lived off rap
    Feel me friend, if they could, they'd kill me friend (Yeah)
    Cause I weigh too much, learned not to say too much
    They couldn't take me in the
    CL, that's way too much
    And I'm too gone, y'all *****s can talk on(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
    They call me
    Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please
    I put the pump in ya mouth, and help you breath with ease
    This guys in a hurry, ma
    I can't even ***** with you
    If you ain't in the itinerary
    I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry

    Ben & Jerry
    Y'all the type of players, that be gettin' 2-day contracts
    E-mail snitch, got these in ya 2-way contacts
    I'm in the club sippin' on that new
    ZecongacIn the number 9
    Jordan's, with the duce, trey, arm back
    The street family so cool, we could throw up *******es
    Even if it was
    July, and we had on wood britches
    I got them teflon's, that shovel the fo'
    That have under covers and po', with cover and slow
    The government know, the kid been lovin' the dough
    Since I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin' snow(Verse 3 - Pusha T)
    Ghetto streets so numb they call me
    NovocainI turn over caine, over and over again
    Hell, so much cliental,
    I could lose it all today
    Be back the next day, still up in the same way
    As I left ya, all in three gestures, down up and aim
    I can define death, better than
    Webster, wet ya
    Now bless ya, and of to my next venture
    Blocks so white,
    June look like
    DecemberWinter time, snow everywhere, flow everywhere
    So much dough,
    I fly my hoes everywhere
    Ask him, Pusha
    T, push a ton
    Push a ton of that *******t, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
    Yes I'm holdin', whether it's heat or coke in
    In the door panel of my four-wheel motion
    Ain't jokin', but
    I laugh how other flows convince you
    It's money, it's funny, it's
    Comedy Central
    Minds mental, others is made up stinsel
    When I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a rental
    I'm livin', they act as if
    I don't live it
    Saran wrap vaseline, so they can't sniff it
    Eve say larine knitted, shorts bermuda
    You would think they was poochie, if you over looked
    MedusaUh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh(Skit at end of the song begins)