作词 : Barnett, Burton, Gipp ... Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot twain, O.C. the cut layin' a stew of empty gas in my tank A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, but it ain't gonna stop no show Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear "It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, ******ie down no suit, no tie ******z ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' You leavin' the hotel - 254 Today was good to me I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers on tha loose Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water Half these figures around me be hollering Newt Now what the ****** has this politician did for you Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks That they found in they house beat up And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on Cuz tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 And not have to make bond from 254 Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 I can't see where tha ****** I'm going, I can't do ******t but get mad I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my ******' Goodie Bag... Without your shank you can't thank Without your ******s you up the creek Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth It don't matter cuz how I feel might be triggered From thoughts I had in the past Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard If all I'ma get is spit on Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on ******t But some of these folks is gettin rich I know about mines, unwind, can't take at times going through The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... Red-hot in the summer time First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall But we can still brawl ******, I ain't scared at all I guess you ******s don't know or can't see That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly But yet still when ******'s feel they can deal I will split yo' ass up for real Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low with the lumber jax trax
Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do To come thru your speaker Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today Because I'm more than careful about what I say When I pick up a microphone it's on Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone Prone to snap if you offer me a chance Like it when them chunky hoes can dance I'll enhance the microphone when it's in my grip, I do not slip I can't forget my ******'s Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth I smile because your eyes can't take the glare But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew I'm coming thru, I'm comin' true, ooh I can't even stop It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down wit that ****** pop, pop, pop and my ****** Mike L And Bert P and my ****** Pretty Ken, you know he down wit me We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day
Ooooh ******t!! Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed
[00:00.000] 作词 : Barnett, Burton, Gipp ... [00:01.92]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [00:03.81]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [00:06.43]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [00:08.56]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [00:11.68]Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap [00:14.62]P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son [00:17.93]A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some [00:21.49]Soul in my bread basket gap contain "X" marks the spot [00:24.80]twain, O.C. the cut layin' [00:26.93]a stew of empty gas in my tank [00:28.92]A buck thirty lookin' ugly - think, but it ain't gonna stop no show [00:32.93]Ol' burd puttin a buzz in you ear [00:34.80]"It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet [00:36.86]Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake [00:39.86]Lookin' like Mr. Fisher, ******ie down no suit, no tie [00:43.49]******z ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo' [00:46.43]You leavin' the hotel - 254 [00:48.06]Today was good to me [00:49.93]I went to the Goodwill with the ten dollar bill [00:52.18]Got that London Fog out tha back paid tha man [00:54.49]Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers on tha loose [00:57.37]Cut your ass Lo like Cee, be under tha water [01:00.06]Half these figures around me be hollering Newt [01:03.12]Now what the ****** has this politician did for you [01:05.93]Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon' change [01:07.87]Just ribb your ass up just to gut your pockets out [01:09.81]I heard Bill put two G's up for some folks [01:11.93]That they found in they house beat up [01:14.31]And I don't discuss that color scheme that they fall on [01:17.37]Cuz tha scheme that they fall on don't match wit my tone [01:20.24]See, I wonder will I walk tha streets in 1995 [01:23.56]And not have to make bond from 254 [01:25.99]Uh, will somebody please turn the lights on 166 [01:29.81]I can't see where tha ****** I'm going, I can't do ******t but get mad [01:33.74]I can't keep get Billie and his uncle out my ******' Goodie Bag... [01:36.56]Without your shank you can't thank [01:38.11]Without your ******s you up the creek [01:39.68]Stank with a ass fool of ore takin' what I say for what it's worth [01:43.18]It don't matter cuz how I feel might be triggered [01:45.81]From thoughts I had in the past [01:47.56]Now I struggle to reach the sky why try so hard [01:49.74]If all I'ma get is spit on [01:51.24]Cause life at the bottom ain't hittin on ******t [01:53.31]But some of these folks is gettin rich [01:54.81]I know about mines, unwind, can't take at times going through [01:57.12]The same drama that got me here in this state of mind... [02:01.31]Red-hot in the summer time [02:03.43]First of all, I stand a little more than five feet tall [02:06.68]But we can still brawl ******, I ain't scared at all [02:09.18]I guess you ******s don't know or can't see [02:11.37]That it ain't even wise steppin' to me incorrectly [02:14.49]But yet still when ******'s feel they can deal [02:16.49]I will split yo' ass up for real [02:18.69]Cause we the maniacs with the chunky Goodie sac's [02:21.43]So I don't carry an ax, but I still swing low with the lumber jax trax [02:25.37] [02:26.74]Why we coolin' in the shade ain't gettin paid [02:30.31]For chillin, illin' willin' to do what I got to do [02:33.68]To come thru your speaker [02:35.81]Cee-Lo, he will never come weaker [02:38.12]Uniquer than a lot of emcees out today [02:41.31]Because I'm more than careful about what I say [02:44.12]When I pick up a microphone it's on [02:46.74]Them better leave me alone, I'm in my zone [02:49.12]Prone to snap if you offer me a chance [02:51.68]Like it when them chunky hoes can dance [02:53.37]I'll enhance the microphone when it's in my grip, I do not slip [02:57.12]I can't forget my ******'s Jo, T-Mo, and Gipp [02:59.43]Ha, ha, ha, well Great Scott, is he a thief? [03:02.30]It seems like he has a mouth fulla gold teeth [03:04.93]I smile because your eyes can't take the glare [03:07.56]But Cee-Lo, him don't care, I cut off all my hair [03:10.12]And everybody stop and stare when we come in the place [03:12.62]And I can get on the mic wit no time to waste [03:15.43]Get right up in yo' face, kick the flavor you taste [03:17.93]And when I'm on the microphone it's a damn disgrace [03:20.68]How you don't comprehend what I'm saying to you [03:23.31]And I'm the C, the double E from the Goodie Mo Crew [03:25.99]I'm coming thru, I'm comin' true, ooh I can't even stop [03:28.74]It's Cee-Lo B, I'm down wit that ****** pop, pop, pop and my ****** Mike L [03:32.93]And Bert P and my ****** Pretty Ken, you know he down wit me [03:36.49]We from Atlanta, G-A, that is where we stay [03:38.49]I'm diggin all in the Goodie Bag each 'n ever day [03:42.57] [03:43.32]Ooooh ******t!! [03:46.13]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [03:48.19]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [03:50.63]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [03:54.06]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [03:56.51]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [03:59.01]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [04:01.82]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [04:04.01]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed [04:07.13]Put some fire on that ass end of dat ****** [04:09.13]Cause in da SWAT's red hots don't drip or bleed
