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  • 作词 : Tedd Boyd/Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Alfred Tate/Khalil Abdul-Rahman
    作曲 : Tedd Boyd/Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Alfred Tate/Khalil Abdul-Rahman
    Watch ’em blossom, I rose from the dirt with holes in my shirt, uh
    Same Glock 40 I’ve been totin’ since birth
    Know what you worth before you sell your soul for a dollar
    And them chips is not yours, I need the whole enchilada
    I done went toe to toe, blow for blow with the squabblers
    Mode since a toddler, stole from the store with my partners
    And rode in Impalas with the scammers and the robbers
    Big banana, and the blammer sure to handle any problems
    I’m clutchin’ my s**t at any sign of funny business
    I got this toolie to maneuver through the monkey wrenches
    You can assume my mama been knew that her son’s a menace
    At age two, all I wanted was a gun for Christmas
    Run the slums with misfits, jumpin’ fences, niggas dumpin’ biscuits
    With the numbers missin’ bullets hummin’, whistlin’, oh- here comes Forensics
    Police hunt for witness— and ain’t hear nothin’ but crickets
    Gotta have tunnel vision, this jungle’s vicious
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
    Nigga, we was in ‘partments, back-a-flippin’ on pissy mattresses
    Now I be havin’ it (Havin’ it)
    Wreakin’ havoc on any nigga actin’ like it’s some static
    Don’t care what your status is (Status)
    Statistician, I’m good with them numbers
    But I ain’t addin’ up no hooks or no jumpers
    Or triple doubles, niggas trippin’, I’m doublin’, triplin’ dubs
    And fifties and hunnids, huh
    Andele! (Andele!) Vámonos! (Vámonos!)
    I ain’t tryna fight, Napoleon Dynamite (Uh)
    B**ch, you know that the llama close
    Got too much goin’ on to respond to posts from these Twitter thugs
    On the net
    You like 2Pac on “Hit ‘Em Up”
    When you see me, “It’s GRIP, oh shit, it’s love!
    Can my girlfriend get a hug?” (“Can my girlfriend get a hug?”)
    I done seen niggas switch the demeanor and pick up the nina
    And flick up in Beamers to fit in (Huh?)
    But your last album, it was Kumbaya, my Lord (Kumbaya, my Lord)
    Who is you kiddin’?
    Get this s**t how you livin’
    I ain’t never worried ’bout another nigga pockets (Uh-huh)
    GRIPPER had to go and get this shit poppin’
    Really wasn’t no other options, I want the- I want the-
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
    B**ch, we came from the bottom, got bathed in the struggle
    But my trouble turned to accomplishments
    Hear the talks on the net, but some shots at they neck’ll
    Make hatin’ s**t turn into compliments (Woah)
    Think I’m playing you gamble? Ayy, bet on your life
    F**k it, double down twice and come try it then (Come on)
    Let me know if it’s beef when we meet in the crease of these seats (Huh?)
    I keep condiments
    How you go from havin’ scholarship
    To claimin’ big slime? You better stop that s**t (Ha, ha, stop!)
    You got a strap in your hand, but I see in your face
    That you too scared to pop a zit (Pssh)
    Boy, y’all be ass backwards, how your pants saggin’
    With no guap, just some pocket lint? (Y’all, run it up)
    You know I been runnin’ it up with these pads in the front
    Boy, I think I can stop a blitz (Ha, ha)
    Get off your a** and get active, quit actin’ (Ha, ha)
    I get that mail and rip it out that package (Ha, ha)
    Money, power and respect wrapped in plastic (Ha, ha)
    Once it scaled, I make it do gymnastics (Yeah, alright)
    Somersault and got it flippin’ it through traffic
    I sold three bro out the door, that’s a hat trick
    Counted me out, but I still made it happen
    Tell them labels cut a check, we can half it
    Nigga, ’cause-
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
    I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    Money, power, respect
    Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    Niggas think they next
    I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    Oh no, I don’t box
    Keep a pole for the ops
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Tedd Boyd/Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Alfred Tate/Khalil Abdul-Rahman
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Tedd Boyd/Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Alfred Tate/Khalil Abdul-Rahman
    [00:00.000]Watch ’em blossom, I rose from the dirt with holes in my shirt, uh
    [00:03.750]Same Glock 40 I’ve been totin’ since birth
    [00:06.500]Know what you worth before you sell your soul for a dollar
    [00:09.700]And them chips is not yours, I need the whole enchilada
    [00:12.400]I done went toe to toe, blow for blow with the squabblers
    [00:15.955]Mode since a toddler, stole from the store with my partners
    [00:18.925]And rode in Impalas with the scammers and the robbers
    [00:21.900]Big banana, and the blammer sure to handle any problems
    [00:24.830]I’m clutchin’ my s**t at any sign of funny business
    [00:27.500]I got this toolie to maneuver through the monkey wrenches
    [00:30.800]You can assume my mama been knew that her son’s a menace
    [00:33.800]At age two, all I wanted was a gun for Christmas
    [00:36.710]Run the slums with misfits, jumpin’ fences, niggas dumpin’ biscuits
    [00:40.000]With the numbers missin’ bullets hummin’, whistlin’, oh- here comes Forensics
    [00:43.410]Police hunt for witness— and ain’t hear nothin’ but crickets
    [00:46.570]Gotta have tunnel vision, this jungle’s vicious
    [00:57.750]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [00:59.400]Money, power, respect
    [01:00.800]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [01:03.685]Niggas think they next
    [01:04.900]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [01:07.500]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [01:08.750]Oh no, I don’t box
    [01:10.650]Keep a pole for the ops
    [01:12.850]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [01:15.600]Money, power, respect
    [01:16.850]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [01:19.510]Niggas think they next
    [01:20.867]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [01:23.483]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [01:24.807]Oh no, I don’t box
    [01:27.334]Keep a pole for the ops
    [01:28.807]Nigga, we was in ‘partments, back-a-flippin’ on pissy mattresses
    [01:31.500]Now I be havin’ it (Havin’ it)
    [01:32.645]Wreakin’ havoc on any nigga actin’ like it’s some static
    [01:35.292]Don’t care what your status is (Status)
    [01:36.762]Statistician, I’m good with them numbers
    [01:38.373]But I ain’t addin’ up no hooks or no jumpers
    [01:40.406]Or triple doubles, niggas trippin’, I’m doublin’, triplin’ dubs
    [01:43.441]And fifties and hunnids, huh
    [01:44.877]Andele! (Andele!) Vámonos! (Vámonos!)
    [01:46.966]I ain’t tryna fight, Napoleon Dynamite (Uh)
    [01:49.312]B**ch, you know that the llama close
    [01:50.777]Got too much goin’ on to respond to posts from these Twitter thugs
    [01:53.590]On the net
    [01:54.728]You like 2Pac on “Hit ‘Em Up”
    [01:56.554]When you see me, “It’s GRIP, oh shit, it’s love!
    [01:58.763]Can my girlfriend get a hug?” (“Can my girlfriend get a hug?”)
    [02:01.026]I done seen niggas switch the demeanor and pick up the nina
    [02:05.202]And flick up in Beamers to fit in (Huh?)
    [02:05.202]But your last album, it was Kumbaya, my Lord (Kumbaya, my Lord)
    [02:07.883]Who is you kiddin’?
    [02:08.862]Get this s**t how you livin’
    [02:10.411]I ain’t never worried ’bout another nigga pockets (Uh-huh)
    [02:13.170]GRIPPER had to go and get this shit poppin’
    [02:14.786]Really wasn’t no other options, I want the- I want the-
    [02:17.571]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [02:19.272]Money, power, respect
    [02:20.895]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [02:23.518]Niggas think they next
    [02:24.850]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [02:27.527]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [02:28.903]Oh no, I don’t box
    [02:30.814]Keep a pole for the ops
    [02:32.795]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [02:35.621]Money, power, respect
    [02:37.143]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [02:39.559]Niggas think they next
    [02:40.845]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [02:42.734]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [02:44.804]Oh no, I don’t box
    [02:46.717]Keep a pole for the ops
    [02:48.562]B**ch, we came from the bottom, got bathed in the struggle
    [02:51.122]But my trouble turned to accomplishments
    [02:52.546]Hear the talks on the net, but some shots at they neck’ll
    [02:54.927]Make hatin’ s**t turn into compliments (Woah)
    [02:56.685]Think I’m playing you gamble? Ayy, bet on your life
    [02:58.816]F**k it, double down twice and come try it then (Come on)
    [03:01.167]Let me know if it’s beef when we meet in the crease of these seats (Huh?)
    [03:03.573]I keep condiments
    [03:04.734]How you go from havin’ scholarship
    [03:06.567]To claimin’ big slime? You better stop that s**t (Ha, ha, stop!)
    [03:09.623]You got a strap in your hand, but I see in your face
    [03:11.298]That you too scared to pop a zit (Pssh)
    [03:12.771]Boy, y’all be ass backwards, how your pants saggin’
    [03:15.269]With no guap, just some pocket lint? (Y’all, run it up)
    [03:17.000]You know I been runnin’ it up with these pads in the front
    [03:19.258]Boy, I think I can stop a blitz (Ha, ha)
    [03:20.685]Get off your a** and get active, quit actin’ (Ha, ha)
    [03:23.128]I get that mail and rip it out that package (Ha, ha)
    [03:25.042]Money, power and respect wrapped in plastic (Ha, ha)
    [03:27.020]Once it scaled, I make it do gymnastics (Yeah, alright)
    [03:29.027]Somersault and got it flippin’ it through traffic
    [03:30.924]I sold three bro out the door, that’s a hat trick
    [03:32.931]Counted me out, but I still made it happen
    [03:35.060]Tell them labels cut a check, we can half it
    [03:36.930]Nigga, ’cause-
    [03:38.024]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [03:39.532]Money, power, respect
    [03:40.959]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [03:43.484]Niggas think they next
    [03:44.818]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [03:47.434]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [03:48.861]Oh no, I don’t box
    [03:50.600]Keep a pole for the ops
    [03:52.838]I want the LOX (Want the LOX)
    [03:55.517]Money, power, respect
    [03:56.890]Need a check, where the guap? (Where the guap?)
    [03:58.805]Niggas think they next
    [04:00.861]I’m at they necks, on they top (On they top)
    [04:03.518]Sneak dissin’ GRIP
    [04:04.947]Oh no, I don’t box
    [04:06.905]Keep a pole for the ops