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  • 作词 : Jones, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ...
    Let's make it happen
    Mmmhmm.. i mean it can't get mo' mobber
    Y'know, we like to buy our *******t in bulk
    Y'know in volumes
    Y'know like costco? we ******* with bosco
    (****** with bosco) you smell me?
    It's that mob *******t *******, so damn sinister
    Sss*******t, beotch!
    Chorus: {all}
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] your nose, ****** your nose like this
    [e] like that? [t] it's like that
    [e] like this!
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] it's like this
    [e] like that? [t] like that
    [e] like this! (weeee, beeee)
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] your nose, ****** your nose like this
    [e] like that? [t] it's like that
    [e] like this!
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] it's like this
    [e] like that? [t] like that
    [e] like this!
    [b-legit]
    I be the first out, ******* shady bring the worst out
    Black beretta put the thirst out
    See i'm rollin in my truck, ******* hardest to *******
    Hit a block, and let the ******* blow on my sock
    I got bass rock tips, red-nose *******
    Las vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh)
    Spend g's overseas got 'em sprung on the game (sprung on the game)
    And all in amsterdam you was hearin my name
    I move raps over beats, tales from the street
    Concrete walker, straight male stalker
    (??) broken temple of hemp, i keep it simple
    Money all mine, i give a ******* if you fine
    My crew, doggish, sic-wid-it hoggish
    Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in
    Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
    And i'll be ****** they nose, like this (beeotch!)
    Chorus w/ minor variations
    [suga t]
    These ******* in competition (what what)
    But ain't gon' bust a grape in a food fight
    And *******, you blowin hot air
    I don't care, i keep a spare *******
    ******* better beware, run up i dare you
    Suga t the boss *******, hittin switches
    Mobbin old school then beatin down *******
    I'm struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up
    Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up
    I still ride with yola copped in my cot
    Impulse with chops and still be a top notch
    ****** your nose, and yo' dome (and yo' dome)
    Man shot, let these haters know
    [d-shot]
    I was intrigued by the way things ran
    How it was done (what else) how a ******* mind was run
    So i hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink
    I asked him could i buy him a drink
    He said, "what can i do for you son?" i said i wish to pimp
    I want yo' same stroll, and i want yo' limp
    I want my mail to be as long as yours
    Sport big cars and breakin all the whores
    Load me up with your finest disk
    I'm only fifteen and i'm ready to pimp
    I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks
    I'm ****** they nose like this
    Chorus w/ variations
    ****** they nose like this
    Aowwww, aowwww, i can feel it when you talk
    [e-40] when you talk
    Even when you walk
    [e-40] whenever i walk
    Won't you sprinkle me
    [e-40] sprinkle me mayne
    Just thank you, thank you
    [e-40] just what? sprinkle me mayne
    ****** they nose like this
    [e-40] uh-huh
    Just thank you, thank you
    [e-40]
    Beotch! remember me?
    From "i got a mirror in my pocket and i practice lookin hard"
    I'm in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buck-oh-fever
    Down (??) boulevard
    I does the thing to do peddle to the metal
    Punchin on the gas, great dipped caddy showin my ass
    Flamboastin, straight out of vallel'
    But i got this mack game, comin from oakland
    *******z love me, i'm a boss *i'm a boss)
    My accountant keith say that i should lease
    But see i'm ethnic, ******* a tax write-off
    I'm off that st. ide's, i got that charlie in my deck
    I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck
    I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages
    Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages
    Under my seat, military issue
    Spoofed up insurance, sr-22
    A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, i'm grounded
    ******* around and got my vehicle impounded
    *******t beotch, *******, elroy's roughed me up
    Them ******* knew i had power cause i got out within a month
    Chorus w/ variations
    [ad libs to fade]
  • 作词 : Jones, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ...
    Let's make it happen
    Mmmhmm.. i mean it can't get mo' mobber
    Y'know, we like to buy our *******t in bulk
    Y'know in volumes
    Y'know like costco? we ******* with bosco
    (****** with bosco) you smell me?
    It's that mob *******t *******, so damn sinister
    Sss*******t, beotch!
    Chorus: {all}
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] your nose, ****** your nose like this
    [e] like that? [t] it's like that
    [e] like this!
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] it's like this
    [e] like that? [t] like that
    [e] like this! (weeee, beeee)
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] your nose, ****** your nose like this
    [e] like that? [t] it's like that
    [e] like this!
    ****** they nose like this
    [t] it's like this
    [e] like that? [t] like that
    [e] like this!
    [b-legit]
    I be the first out, ******* shady bring the worst out
    Black beretta put the thirst out
    See i'm rollin in my truck, ******* hardest to *******
    Hit a block, and let the ******* blow on my sock
    I got bass rock tips, red-nose *******
    Las vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh)
    Spend g's overseas got 'em sprung on the game (sprung on the game)
    And all in amsterdam you was hearin my name
    I move raps over beats, tales from the street
    Concrete walker, straight male stalker
    (??) broken temple of hemp, i keep it simple
    Money all mine, i give a ******* if you fine
    My crew, doggish, sic-wid-it hoggish
    Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in
    Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
    And i'll be ****** they nose, like this (beeotch!)
    Chorus w/ minor variations
    [suga t]
    These ******* in competition (what what)
    But ain't gon' bust a grape in a food fight
    And *******, you blowin hot air
    I don't care, i keep a spare *******
    ******* better beware, run up i dare you
    Suga t the boss *******, hittin switches
    Mobbin old school then beatin down *******
    I'm struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up
    Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up
    I still ride with yola copped in my cot
    Impulse with chops and still be a top notch
    ****** your nose, and yo' dome (and yo' dome)
    Man shot, let these haters know
    [d-shot]
    I was intrigued by the way things ran
    How it was done (what else) how a ******* mind was run
    So i hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink
    I asked him could i buy him a drink
    He said, "what can i do for you son?" i said i wish to pimp
    I want yo' same stroll, and i want yo' limp
    I want my mail to be as long as yours
    Sport big cars and breakin all the whores
    Load me up with your finest disk
    I'm only fifteen and i'm ready to pimp
    I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks
    I'm ****** they nose like this
    Chorus w/ variations
    ****** they nose like this
    Aowwww, aowwww, i can feel it when you talk
    [e-40] when you talk
    Even when you walk
    [e-40] whenever i walk
    Won't you sprinkle me
    [e-40] sprinkle me mayne
    Just thank you, thank you
    [e-40] just what? sprinkle me mayne
    ****** they nose like this
    [e-40] uh-huh
    Just thank you, thank you
    [e-40]
    Beotch! remember me?
    From "i got a mirror in my pocket and i practice lookin hard"
    I'm in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buck-oh-fever
    Down (??) boulevard
    I does the thing to do peddle to the metal
    Punchin on the gas, great dipped caddy showin my ass
    Flamboastin, straight out of vallel'
    But i got this mack game, comin from oakland
    *******z love me, i'm a boss *i'm a boss)
    My accountant keith say that i should lease
    But see i'm ethnic, ******* a tax write-off
    I'm off that st. ide's, i got that charlie in my deck
    I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck
    I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages
    Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages
    Under my seat, military issue
    Spoofed up insurance, sr-22
    A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, i'm grounded
    ******* around and got my vehicle impounded
    *******t beotch, *******, elroy's roughed me up
    Them ******* knew i had power cause i got out within a month
    Chorus w/ variations
    [ad libs to fade]