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  • 作词 : Coles, Diggs
    Yo Lord, did you peep that?
    That ***** *****, that's why
    I'm gon' eat that
    Live and direct, five
    Tec's, med hat
    Hugh Hef' rows, bang on that out of town ***** 'cuz he
    UFOPatiently press upon him
    Ask him, "Who you know? Where you from?What's up Duke?",
    Watch how you pop ya gum
    Empty ya pockets 'fore the cops come
    When I bus take off past the light that ass better run
    An' don't look back, no, hide if you have to
    Dollar vans, just run into boats if he have to
    Even got a .38, don't give me no hassle
    When that little brown book in your pocket read
    Mathew'sJesus
    Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice
    So run little doggy, wolves is comin'
    Tell him London, he get done in
    Flame boy to his brains, hangin' out his onion
  • 作词 : Coles, Diggs
    Yo Lord, did you peep that?
    That ***** *****, that's why
    I'm gon' eat that
    Live and direct, five
    Tec's, med hat
    Hugh Hef' rows, bang on that out of town ***** 'cuz he
    UFOPatiently press upon him
    Ask him, "Who you know? Where you from?What's up Duke?",
    Watch how you pop ya gum
    Empty ya pockets 'fore the cops come
    When I bus take off past the light that ass better run
    An' don't look back, no, hide if you have to
    Dollar vans, just run into boats if he have to
    Even got a .38, don't give me no hassle
    When that little brown book in your pocket read
    Mathew'sJesus
    Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice
    So run little doggy, wolves is comin'
    Tell him London, he get done in
    Flame boy to his brains, hangin' out his onion