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  • 作曲 : George Clinton/David L. Spradley/O'Shea Jackson/Garry Marshall Shider
    [Airline attendant]
    This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 departing from Los Angeles.
    Final destination to St. Louis. Thank you
    [Ice Cube]
    Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
    So how the **** am I supposed to make a knot?
    Police looking at ****** through a microscope
    In L.A. everybody and they momma sell ****
    They trying to stop it
    So what the **** can I do to make a profit?
    Catch a flight to St. Louis
    That's cool, cause nobody knew us
    We stepped off the plane
    Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
    Rented a car at wholesale
    Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
    Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
    Cause where we stayin, ****** look shady
    But they can't fade South Central
    Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
    Checkin out every block close
    Seein which one will clock the most
    Yeah this is the one no doubt
    Bust a U, Bone, and let's clear these ****** out
    Ay ay man, whassup *****?
    Yo, well this Lench Mob *****!
    [Verse 2: Ice Cube]
    Now clearin em out meant casualties
    Still had the L.A. mentality
    Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
    Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
    Them fools got popped
    Took their corner next day, set up shop
    And it's better than slangin in the Valley
    Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
    Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
    Cause them mark-ass ****** don't want trouble
    And we ain't on edge when we do work
    Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
    Getting ******* and they can't stand a
    Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
    Now the ****'s like a war
    Of gang violence, where it was never seen before
    Punks run when the gat bust
    Four Jheri curl ****** kickin up dust
    And some of them are even lookin up to us
    Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
    Giving up much love
    Dyin for a street, that they never heard of
    But other ************* want to stand strong
    So you know the phrase, once again it's on
    [TV announcer]
    Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central,
    Los Angeles which are known for
    their drive-by shootings have migrated into East St. Louis,
    leaving three dead and two others injured.
    No arrests have been made.
    Police say this is a nationwide trend,
    with similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
    ("If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere!")
    [Ice Cube]
    (BOOM) My homie got shot he's a goner, black
    St. Louis ****** want they corner back
    Shooting in snowy weather
    It's illegal business, ****** still can't stick together
    ****** police got the 4-1-1
    That L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
    But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
    Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
    Now the ****'s gettin tricky
    Cause now they lookin for the colors and the ****ies
    Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
    About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
    But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
    Try to catch a ***** when he's yawnin
    Put his Glock to my chest as I pause
    Went to jail in my ************ drawers
    Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
    Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
    It's the same old story and the same old ***** stuck
    And the public defender ain't givin a ****
    The fool must be sparkin
    Talkin about a double life plea bargain
    You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand, G
    Plus the Black Guerilla family
    And the white pride don't like no side
    And it's a riot if anyone of us die
    No parole or probation
    Now this is a young man's summer vacation
    No chance for rehabilitation
    Cause look at the ************ years that I'm facin
    I'mma end it like this cause you know what's up
    My life is ******
    [Man and (Police)]:
    Police, eat a **** straight up
    (Look here you goddamn *****, you're not gafflin nobody
    You ******' understand me? [Kick his ass, put him down]
    That's right, get down on the goddamn ground NOWWWW!
    ****** move, NOWWW! [Let me take a shot at him])
    (We're gonna do you like "King")
    What goddamn "King"?
    (Rodney King, Martin Luther King, and all the goddamn Kings from Africa.)
    Man 2: Look out, ************
    (Gunshots followed by thuds and unresponsive police radio)
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : George Clinton/David L. Spradley/O'Shea Jackson/Garry Marshall Shider
    [00:00.370][Airline attendant]
    [00:00.770]This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 departing from Los Angeles.
    [00:05.640]Final destination to St. Louis. Thank you
    [00:07.570][Ice Cube]
    [00:09.390]Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
    [00:11.480]So how the **** am I supposed to make a knot?
    [00:14.220]Police looking at ****** through a microscope
    [00:16.520]In L.A. everybody and they momma sell ****
    [00:19.470]They trying to stop it
    [00:20.890]So what the **** can I do to make a profit?
    [00:23.730]Catch a flight to St. Louis
    [00:25.540]That's cool, cause nobody knew us
    [00:28.580]We stepped off the plane
    [00:30.330]Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
    [00:32.940]Rented a car at wholesale
    [00:34.980]Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
    [00:37.640]Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
    [00:39.910]Cause where we stayin, ****** look shady
    [00:42.320]But they can't fade South Central
    [00:44.480]Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
    [00:47.360]Checkin out every block close
    [00:49.560]Seein which one will clock the most
    [00:51.670]Yeah this is the one no doubt
    [00:53.560]Bust a U, Bone, and let's clear these ****** out
    [00:56.310]Ay ay man, whassup *****?
    [00:57.810]Yo, well this Lench Mob *****!
    [01:00.540][Verse 2: Ice Cube]
    [01:01.550]Now clearin em out meant casualties
    [01:03.550]Still had the L.A. mentality
    [01:05.900]Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
    [01:08.200]Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
    [01:10.720]Them fools got popped
    [01:12.420]Took their corner next day, set up shop
    [01:15.280]And it's better than slangin in the Valley
    [01:17.290]Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
    [01:20.220]Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
    [01:22.230]Cause them mark-ass ****** don't want trouble
    [01:24.590]And we ain't on edge when we do work
    [01:26.650]Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
    [01:29.180]Getting ******* and they can't stand a
    [01:31.290]Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
    [01:33.690]Now the ****'s like a war
    [01:35.690]Of gang violence, where it was never seen before
    [01:38.640]Punks run when the gat bust
    [01:40.540]Four Jheri curl ****** kickin up dust
    [01:42.740]And some of them are even lookin up to us
    [01:45.180]Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
    [01:48.030]Giving up much love
    [01:49.930]Dyin for a street, that they never heard of
    [01:52.290]But other ************* want to stand strong
    [01:55.050]So you know the phrase, once again it's on
    [01:57.290][TV announcer]
    [01:58.080]Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central,
    [02:00.620]Los Angeles which are known for
    [02:03.560]their drive-by shootings have migrated into East St. Louis,
    [02:05.170]leaving three dead and two others injured.
    [02:07.670]No arrests have been made.
    [02:09.030]Police say this is a nationwide trend,
    [02:10.970]with similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
    [02:14.510]("If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere!")
    [02:15.990][Ice Cube]
    [02:16.280](BOOM) My homie got shot he's a goner, black
    [02:18.930]St. Louis ****** want they corner back
    [02:21.180]Shooting in snowy weather
    [02:22.940]It's illegal business, ****** still can't stick together
    [02:25.950]****** police got the 4-1-1
    [02:28.050]That L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
    [02:30.520]But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
    [02:32.420]Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
    [02:35.030]Now the ****'s gettin tricky
    [02:36.790]Cause now they lookin for the colors and the ****ies
    [02:39.310]Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
    [02:41.690]About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
    [02:44.360]But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
    [02:47.080]Try to catch a ***** when he's yawnin
    [02:48.750]Put his Glock to my chest as I pause
    [02:51.200]Went to jail in my ************ drawers
    [02:53.400]Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
    [02:55.660]Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
    [02:57.910]It's the same old story and the same old ***** stuck
    [03:00.370]And the public defender ain't givin a ****
    [03:03.160]The fool must be sparkin
    [03:04.960]Talkin about a double life plea bargain
    [03:07.370]You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand, G
    [03:10.880]Plus the Black Guerilla family
    [03:12.440]And the white pride don't like no side
    [03:14.660]And it's a riot if anyone of us die
    [03:17.570]No parole or probation
    [03:19.070]Now this is a young man's summer vacation
    [03:21.730]No chance for rehabilitation
    [03:23.840]Cause look at the ************ years that I'm facin
    [03:26.270]I'mma end it like this cause you know what's up
    [03:28.990]My life is ******
    [03:30.240][Man and (Police)]:
    [03:32.600]Police, eat a **** straight up
    [03:34.490](Look here you goddamn *****, you're not gafflin nobody
    [03:38.160]You ******' understand me? [Kick his ass, put him down]
    [03:40.230]That's right, get down on the goddamn ground NOWWWW!
    [03:42.840]****** move, NOWWW! [Let me take a shot at him])
    [03:46.310](We're gonna do you like "King")
    [03:48.200]What goddamn "King"?
    [03:48.610](Rodney King, Martin Luther King, and all the goddamn Kings from Africa.)
    [03:52.260]Man 2: Look out, ************
    [03:52.760](Gunshots followed by thuds and unresponsive police radio)