作词 : J. Heard/Victor Santiago/Malik Cox/V. Santiago/Joseph "Jo Jo" Brim/James Heard/Christopher "Roc Head" Kellam/Chris Kellam 作曲 : J. Heard/Victor Santiago/Malik Cox/V. Santiago/Joseph "Jo Jo" Brim/James Heard/Christopher "Roc Head" Kellam/Chris Kellam Get your ones get your guns, mutha****** it's on New millennium and what? Bleek reborn All the haters eat a ******, who I'm riding with ****** You know the game and the name, I ain't change for *******t I toke cuatro cinco when uno says Keep uno in the head you wouldn't ****** with this My guns German bullets burning Where them bricks I'm searching, I need the money urgent And I'm ru*******ng, you slowing me down, ain't no holding me now I'm out the gate, on the throne and I'm holding it down All my ******s on the run, you's to eat for a reason ****** around and holla wrong, me and NORE come in squeezing And these streets is mine, M E M P H, I got style I make it look good being wild With da game I got, anything I got I hate everything in site, whether aiming or not Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? What, what, I do this *******t for the streets Just left Iraq, 'bout to meet with Bleek Aiyo, and we both got ****** in tons When me and MemphMan, smoke the call us lazer lungs Thugged out, Roc-a-Fella, big bank accounts On the sky-tel with big type, and bring the ounce Clip on ******s, ******s just be seeing me cussing How you dig up with my style, the way I be ru*******ng Just to style you head in, you drove to a dead end So what you gon' do now, once I but lead in I say what, what, now y'all say what, what I say that I'm a thug, now y'all wanna be thugs And I admit that I'ma hustler just hustling drugs Yet I do this *******t because crime pays I'll rock a cescear and doo rag and I don't got waves Don't got waves, don't got waves, don't got waves Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, yo, ******s wanna turn states, just hand me the eight Have a crib in Iraq, for the Memph escape Where the D's won't find me, trees is lime green Hoes give head just to ride and watch springs ******s gon' hate, 'cause we trying to get rich My steak got A1, I can taste the chips Give them facial hits, from the chrome thou flip With the serious scratch, get them pinnacles back You can take some ******, you wouldn't take some of these My bullets heat up and burn, ******, feel my sting For the 9 double 9, these streets is Bleek All my ******s on the run just got to eat Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha?
作词 : J. Heard/Victor Santiago/Malik Cox/V. Santiago/Joseph "Jo Jo" Brim/James Heard/Christopher "Roc Head" Kellam/Chris Kellam 作曲 : J. Heard/Victor Santiago/Malik Cox/V. Santiago/Joseph "Jo Jo" Brim/James Heard/Christopher "Roc Head" Kellam/Chris Kellam Get your ones get your guns, mutha****** it's on New millennium and what? Bleek reborn All the haters eat a ******, who I'm riding with ****** You know the game and the name, I ain't change for *******t I toke cuatro cinco when uno says Keep uno in the head you wouldn't ****** with this My guns German bullets burning Where them bricks I'm searching, I need the money urgent And I'm ru*******ng, you slowing me down, ain't no holding me now I'm out the gate, on the throne and I'm holding it down All my ******s on the run, you's to eat for a reason ****** around and holla wrong, me and NORE come in squeezing And these streets is mine, M E M P H, I got style I make it look good being wild With da game I got, anything I got I hate everything in site, whether aiming or not Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? What, what, I do this *******t for the streets Just left Iraq, 'bout to meet with Bleek Aiyo, and we both got ****** in tons When me and MemphMan, smoke the call us lazer lungs Thugged out, Roc-a-Fella, big bank accounts On the sky-tel with big type, and bring the ounce Clip on ******s, ******s just be seeing me cussing How you dig up with my style, the way I be ru*******ng Just to style you head in, you drove to a dead end So what you gon' do now, once I but lead in I say what, what, now y'all say what, what I say that I'm a thug, now y'all wanna be thugs And I admit that I'ma hustler just hustling drugs Yet I do this *******t because crime pays I'll rock a cescear and doo rag and I don't got waves Don't got waves, don't got waves, don't got waves Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, yo, ******s wanna turn states, just hand me the eight Have a crib in Iraq, for the Memph escape Where the D's won't find me, trees is lime green Hoes give head just to ride and watch springs ******s gon' hate, 'cause we trying to get rich My steak got A1, I can taste the chips Give them facial hits, from the chrome thou flip With the serious scratch, get them pinnacles back You can take some ******, you wouldn't take some of these My bullets heat up and burn, ******, feel my sting For the 9 double 9, these streets is Bleek All my ******s on the run just got to eat Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u ******s wanna hate for? Why you ******s all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you ******s can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha?
