作词 : BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN/DEAN, KASEEM 作曲 : Bridges, Dean (Oh no ) I caught him with a blow to the chest (Oh no ) my hollow put a hole in his vest (Oh no ) I'm bout to send two to his dome (Oh no ) cry babies go home
I got people scared as **** like when condoms break Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight You frostin' like a flake and ludacris feels grrreat Who want come face me face come want who And women give me face until they're face turns blue They can't breathe **** to mouth recessatation A tight squeeze witch stops the lengthy conversations I playstations duck cops and lose agents I'm doctor love i close curtains and **** patients When i kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme My black ass is so hungry i'll take a bite out of crime And it'll hurt if i swallow but even more if i choke Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that i smoke You see i crush cowards funerals i'll send flowers And i'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour
You see i'm ambidextrous i slap ass with both hands Delete your first steps but i'll save the last dance I just bought some new guns my mama said it ain't worth it But i'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perferct Bullseye i stunt growth and stop lives You run with ****** that's more chicken then pot pies Bok bok bok i'm shakin your tale feathers I got big balls i'm a sac king like chris webber Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble When ****** sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels My cars got big tvs and satellites I got a wheel of fortune 'cause i flip hoes like Vanna White And the servey says (kill a mutha ***** now) Could it be off with his head (or shoot a mutha ***** down) Ground round ground chuck your ground beef Bullets gather round then i shoot rounds around teeth I kick ****** in they're ass reboot 'em like laptops And they wouldn't even box if i gave 'em a flat top You punks pucker and pout bicker and babble Now they all lost for words like i beat 'em in scrabble You see i'm from a small town called fresh out a cop's ass Where mr head-potatoes are skinned and get mashed I smell puss from fifty yards Y'all not playin with full decks as if I jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards Catch me in vegas spendin' the green I re-up with more chips than a vending machine Then you can catch me in rome makin some brauds and sticking 'em And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em A drug dealer's dream so fresh and i'm so clean I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies
Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies
[00:00.000] 作词 : BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN/DEAN, KASEEM [00:01.000] 作曲 : Bridges, Dean [00:11.73](Oh no ) I caught him with a blow to the chest [00:15.04](Oh no ) my hollow put a hole in his vest [00:17.60](Oh no ) I'm bout to send two to his dome [00:20.60](Oh no ) cry babies go home [00:24.36] [00:34.93]I got people scared as **** like when condoms break [00:37.81]Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak [00:40.62]So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight [00:43.18]You frostin' like a flake and ludacris feels grrreat [00:46.69]Who want come face me face come want who [00:49.56]And women give me face until they're face turns blue [00:52.56]They can't breathe **** to mouth recessatation [00:55.31]A tight squeeze witch stops the lengthy conversations [00:58.25]I playstations duck cops and lose agents [01:01.18]I'm doctor love i close curtains and **** patients [01:04.00]When i kick and rip and flip an indespensable rhyme [01:06.75]My black ass is so hungry i'll take a bite out of crime [01:09.87]And it'll hurt if i swallow but even more if i choke [01:12.56]Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that i smoke [01:15.44]You see i crush cowards funerals i'll send flowers [01:18.46]And i'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour [01:21.39] [01:44.54]You see i'm ambidextrous i slap ass with both hands [01:47.54]Delete your first steps but i'll save the last dance [01:50.29]I just bought some new guns my mama said it ain't worth it [01:53.67]But i'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perferct [01:56.23]Bullseye i stunt growth and stop lives [01:58.98]You run with ****** that's more chicken then pot pies [02:02.17]Bok bok bok i'm shakin your tale feathers [02:04.79]I got big balls i'm a sac king like chris webber [02:07.86]Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble [02:10.79]When ****** sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels [02:13.55]My cars got big tvs and satellites [02:16.10]I got a wheel of fortune 'cause i flip hoes like Vanna White [02:19.29]And the servey says (kill a mutha ***** now) [02:21.98]Could it be off with his head (or shoot a mutha ***** down) [02:24.73]Ground round ground chuck your ground beef [02:27.80]Bullets gather round then i shoot rounds around teeth [02:53.71]I kick ****** in they're ass reboot 'em like laptops [02:56.84]And they wouldn't even box if i gave 'em a flat top [02:59.90]You punks pucker and pout bicker and babble [03:02.59]Now they all lost for words like i beat 'em in scrabble [03:05.46]You see i'm from a small town called fresh out a cop's ass [03:09.02]Where mr head-potatoes are skinned and get mashed [03:11.46]I smell puss from fifty yards [03:13.15]Y'all not playin with full decks as if [03:15.26]I jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards [03:17.46]Catch me in vegas spendin' the green [03:19.90]I re-up with more chips than a vending machine [03:22.59]Then you can catch me in rome makin some brauds and sticking 'em [03:26.28]And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em [03:29.15]A drug dealer's dream so fresh and i'm so clean [03:31.90]I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen [03:34.46]So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies [03:37.53] [03:38.06]Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies [04:32.75]
