作词 : J. Stank, Lil Stretch ... (Redrum 781) It's not the East Coast Locsta but more like the ?eastern chicken choker? After I pluck your feathers, ***** then I’ma roast ya I know the spots in the whole nine And if you catch me I'll be holdin' the chrome nine, so Big baby boo, drink a bottle of brew Brazy blood hit the button ’til the game is through I wasn't down with the truce, down with the trues P up to the ‘Rus on ?? and Spruce I'm givin' a shoutout to them nine, eight and four blocks The ABE news and that's where the buck stops My homies roll deep when they creep, never solo What's up to the 104 street mafioso? The sinister Center Park boys straight servin' Operatin' on the crabs like a wild pack of soldiers Dip, say fuzz and I’ll be bustin’ caps So make a dash to Florence from right into the ?? Straps are pulled if you're wearin’ flue Shot down by the guy in the neighborhood Piru Fools you lose, *****, you don't know me But yo, here's a hint, I killed your dead homies Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as (Red Ragg AKA Big Wy) Constantly it's a mutha****in’ shame *****s think they wrote the rules to the ****in' game Plan a ***** too damn far to the left So now I gotta creep and make a sound, watch they step It's another day of bein' paid, it's a must Gotta have my hands on some “in God we trust” I don't have a plan, or who I'm gone hit But whoever it be, they better know I don't bull**** ‘Cause sometimes crabs get the wrong *****s twisted And some has missed it but the striped cross - many crabs kissed it The ones that miss real quick try to duck But run, the ****? Right, smack dead to a uppercut You better think twice ‘fore you rolls the dice ‘Cause you're dealin' with a ***** that ain't nothin' nice You can either run, say no, or go toe to toe Take these blow for blow but when it's over I'm the winner though ‘Cause I do this **** for survival And if I don't fool, you'll be dead on arrival So to those *****s that know me You better watch out, keep a grip on your homies Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as (Redrum 781) *****s are caught slippin' and crippin', or should I say crip-pled? Better yet dead when I put the gat up to his temple Easily I squeeze on the fools wearin' flues Rollin' down the Avenue, it's a ?? Piru Bang to the chest, hot hollow tip lead ?? blood that runnin' deep as I put one in his head Sure shot, I got the Glock ****ed at all times Call me Redman, ‘cause damn I'm about to “Blow Your Mind” You can always find me on the nine block Puttin' shells in your homies of my nine stops Most definitely I gotta kill some *cops* And to all Blood gangstas give up props Blockin' up my hood in your hood so what's up now? No retaliation ‘cause your set is a ghost town Six feet deep in the dirt, we got Flicks of your G's all wearin' mini skirts And a doctor wanna peep me so I'm outie The B to the L to the double-O-D I shot your big brother and I left his ***** lonely Now you know who killed your dead homies Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as Take that mutha****as
[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Stank, Lil Stretch ... [00:00.00](Redrum 781) [00:19.65]It's not the East Coast Locsta but more like the ?eastern chicken choker? [00:23.72]After I pluck your feathers, ***** then I’ma roast ya [00:26.46]I know the spots in the whole nine [00:28.45]And if you catch me I'll be holdin' the chrome nine, so [00:31.15]Big baby boo, drink a bottle of brew [00:33.21]Brazy blood hit the button ’til the game is through [00:36.06]I wasn't down with the truce, down with the trues [00:38.46]P up to the ‘Rus on ?? and Spruce [00:41.11]I'm givin' a shoutout to them nine, eight and four blocks [00:43.64]The ABE news and that's where the buck stops [00:46.38]My homies roll deep when they creep, never solo [00:48.78]What's up to the 104 street mafioso? [00:51.39]The sinister Center Park boys straight servin' [00:53.64]Operatin' on the crabs like a wild pack of soldiers [00:56.25]Dip, say fuzz and I’ll be bustin’ caps [00:58.55]So make a dash to Florence from right into the ?? [01:01.59]Straps are pulled if you're wearin’ flue [01:03.60]Shot down by the guy in the neighborhood Piru [01:06.70]Fools you lose, *****, you don't know me [01:08.85]But yo, here's a hint, I killed your dead homies [01:12.07]Take that mutha****as [01:14.81]Take that mutha****as [01:17.31]Take that mutha****as [01:20.95](Red Ragg AKA Big Wy) [01:21.35]Constantly it's a mutha****in’ shame [01:23.14]*****s think they wrote the rules to the ****in' game [01:25.94]Plan a ***** too damn far to the left [01:28.19]So now I gotta creep and make a sound, watch they step [01:31.08]It's another day of bein' paid, it's a must [01:33.53]Gotta have my hands on some “in God we trust” [01:36.02]I don't have a plan, or who I'm gone hit [01:38.22]But whoever it be, they better know I don't bull**** [01:41.09]‘Cause sometimes crabs get the wrong *****s twisted [01:43.34]And some has missed it but the striped cross - many crabs kissed it [01:46.38]The ones that miss real quick try to duck [01:48.83]But run, the ****? Right, smack dead to a uppercut [01:51.53]You better think twice ‘fore you rolls the dice [01:53.58]‘Cause you're dealin' with a ***** that ain't nothin' nice [01:55.94]You can either run, say no, or go toe to toe [01:58.45]Take these blow for blow but when it's over I'm the winner though [02:01.49]‘Cause I do this **** for survival [02:03.35]And if I don't fool, you'll be dead on arrival [02:06.50]So to those *****s that know me [02:08.39]You better watch out, keep a grip on your homies [02:11.89]Take that mutha****as [02:15.23]Take that mutha****as [02:17.49]Take that mutha****as [02:20.35]Take that mutha****as [02:20.95](Redrum 781) [02:21.36]*****s are caught slippin' and crippin', or should I say crip-pled? [02:24.35]Better yet dead when I put the gat up to his temple [02:26.66]Easily I squeeze on the fools wearin' flues [02:29.20]Rollin' down the Avenue, it's a ?? Piru [02:31.66]Bang to the chest, hot hollow tip lead [02:34.01]?? blood that runnin' deep as I put one in his head [02:36.45]Sure shot, I got the Glock ****ed at all times [02:39.00]Call me Redman, ‘cause damn I'm about to “Blow Your Mind” [02:41.64]You can always find me on the nine block [02:43.94]Puttin' shells in your homies of my nine stops [02:46.39]Most definitely I gotta kill some *cops* [02:49.12]And to all Blood gangstas give up props [02:51.82]Blockin' up my hood in your hood so what's up now? [02:54.51]No retaliation ‘cause your set is a ghost town [02:56.86]Six feet deep in the dirt, we got [02:59.32]Flicks of your G's all wearin' mini skirts [03:02.00]And a doctor wanna peep me so I'm outie [03:04.80]The B to the L to the double-O-D [03:07.00]I shot your big brother and I left his ***** lonely [03:09.74]Now you know who killed your dead homies [03:12.59]Take that mutha****as [03:17.62]Take that mutha****as [03:20.05]Take that mutha****as [03:22.88]Take that mutha****as
