Song | First Light of the Day |
Artist | Geto Boys |
Album | The Resurrection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dean, Jordan, Willie D, Wilson | |
Step out on my corner with my box of rocks | |
Drama covers my hood from blocks and blocks | |
See my homie that i hang with | |
Hit him up with the deuce thumb thang shit | |
Back then it came with the love and niggas wasnt trippin over scratch | |
Cause we took turns and we both stacked stacks | |
And if you had a customer you had him for life | |
Cause brad the true hustler granted you right | |
Cause if you gonna pack leaves then you got to get along | |
And he who disagrees then got to get him gone | |
Cause if you start to get paid the niggas wanna flex | |
And aint no squabbling these days some niggas brought the tech | |
And when they find you they sending you to immortal ground | |
And aint no coming back from that shit you going down | |
Now you history with the quickness cause you was | |
Fuckin up the business | |
Now what a way to end a friendship shouldve finished | |
Cause aint no love for pause in this game | |
Nigga i'm relentless leaving your moms in the pain | |
If your ass had to get got then i got your ass | |
Rude boy mishandled the stock so i popped your ass | |
I'm so for doe that my mind flows in it for life | |
That i'm down to let my mind go get it tonight | |
No understanding when i'm hustling | |
Because in life all i understood was hustling cause i was struggling | |
Muscling anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first motherfuckin light of the day | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
My pockets aint hurting thats for certain | |
You see a broke muthafucker it's a burden | |
I'm the first muthafucker on the block for the cheese | |
And i'm the last muthafucker to leave | |
[bushwick bill] | |
There was some niggas selling dope down the street i know | |
You make a left they on the right third white house from the liquor store | |
You can't miss it cause they be cappin | |
Pretty cars in the yard | |
Walkie talkies and security guards | |
Them muthafuckers had money out the ass and it was evident | |
By the way they dressed and flashed | |
Meanwhile i'm on the outside looking in | |
I got to get them mutha fuckers how can i win | |
Three a.m. coming from the club caught the pussies | |
Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes | |
Jumped out like the jumpout boys with them glocks and gauges | |
(whew) you should've saw them niggas faces | |
Bitches get butt naked is what i ordered | |
Open the door get on the floor they was slaughtered | |
(they was slaughtered) | |
Cause once inside we didn't need em | |
We knew where the scratch was located six months before we raided | |
And aint feel nothing for their family | |
Cause in this life you take the bitter with the sweet or your gambling | |
Nigga i'm busting anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 2x | |
[willie d] | |
Now you can say what you want about my persona | |
But don't let me hear you or i'm gon' freak you out like madonna | |
Sneak up on put my gat to your stomach squeeze the trigga | |
So close them eyes cause youse a dead ass nigga | |
Motherfuckers say i'm wrong because i feel this way | |
But my environment taught me how to deal this way | |
And if i kill this way then thats the way i got to go | |
Cause everything you reap in life you got to sow | |
But i don't care about the paid down the road from a fool | |
I'm living for today but if tomorrow comes cool nigga | |
If you think you want to meddle with this | |
Bring your ass to the square and we can settle this shit | |
I'm going pop pop pop til your head start swelling | |
Pop pop pop till your ass start smelling | |
You cried when your grandma died that was real | |
But you aint got to cry no more you going to see her | |
And newcomers get dealt with | |
Cause you cant get paid if you aint part of my clique nigga | |
I'm bustin anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 4x |
zuo ci : Dean, Jordan, Willie D, Wilson | |
Step out on my corner with my box of rocks | |
Drama covers my hood from blocks and blocks | |
See my homie that i hang with | |
Hit him up with the deuce thumb thang shit | |
Back then it came with the love and niggas wasnt trippin over scratch | |
Cause we took turns and we both stacked stacks | |
And if you had a customer you had him for life | |
Cause brad the true hustler granted you right | |
Cause if you gonna pack leaves then you got to get along | |
And he who disagrees then got to get him gone | |
Cause if you start to get paid the niggas wanna flex | |
And aint no squabbling these days some niggas brought the tech | |
And when they find you they sending you to immortal ground | |
And aint no coming back from that shit you going down | |
Now you history with the quickness cause you was | |
Fuckin up the business | |
Now what a way to end a friendship shouldve finished | |
Cause aint no love for pause in this game | |
Nigga i' m relentless leaving your moms in the pain | |
If your ass had to get got then i got your ass | |
Rude boy mishandled the stock so i popped your ass | |
I' m so for doe that my mind flows in it for life | |
That i' m down to let my mind go get it tonight | |
No understanding when i' m hustling | |
Because in life all i understood was hustling cause i was struggling | |
Muscling anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first motherfuckin light of the day | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
My pockets aint hurting thats for certain | |
You see a broke muthafucker it' s a burden | |
I' m the first muthafucker on the block for the cheese | |
And i' m the last muthafucker to leave | |
bushwick bill | |
There was some niggas selling dope down the street i know | |
You make a left they on the right third white house from the liquor store | |
You can' t miss it cause they be cappin | |
Pretty cars in the yard | |
Walkie talkies and security guards | |
Them muthafuckers had money out the ass and it was evident | |
By the way they dressed and flashed | |
Meanwhile i' m on the outside looking in | |
I got to get them mutha fuckers how can i win | |
Three a. m. coming from the club caught the pussies | |
Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes | |
Jumped out like the jumpout boys with them glocks and gauges | |
whew you should' ve saw them niggas faces | |
Bitches get butt naked is what i ordered | |
Open the door get on the floor they was slaughtered | |
they was slaughtered | |
Cause once inside we didn' t need em | |
We knew where the scratch was located six months before we raided | |
And aint feel nothing for their family | |
Cause in this life you take the bitter with the sweet or your gambling | |
Nigga i' m busting anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 2x | |
willie d | |
Now you can say what you want about my persona | |
But don' t let me hear you or i' m gon' freak you out like madonna | |
Sneak up on put my gat to your stomach squeeze the trigga | |
So close them eyes cause youse a dead ass nigga | |
Motherfuckers say i' m wrong because i feel this way | |
But my environment taught me how to deal this way | |
And if i kill this way then thats the way i got to go | |
Cause everything you reap in life you got to sow | |
But i don' t care about the paid down the road from a fool | |
I' m living for today but if tomorrow comes cool nigga | |
If you think you want to meddle with this | |
Bring your ass to the square and we can settle this shit | |
I' m going pop pop pop til your head start swelling | |
Pop pop pop till your ass start smelling | |
You cried when your grandma died that was real | |
But you aint got to cry no more you going to see her | |
And newcomers get dealt with | |
Cause you cant get paid if you aint part of my clique nigga | |
I' m bustin anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 4x |
zuò cí : Dean, Jordan, Willie D, Wilson | |
Step out on my corner with my box of rocks | |
Drama covers my hood from blocks and blocks | |
See my homie that i hang with | |
Hit him up with the deuce thumb thang shit | |
Back then it came with the love and niggas wasnt trippin over scratch | |
Cause we took turns and we both stacked stacks | |
And if you had a customer you had him for life | |
Cause brad the true hustler granted you right | |
Cause if you gonna pack leaves then you got to get along | |
And he who disagrees then got to get him gone | |
Cause if you start to get paid the niggas wanna flex | |
And aint no squabbling these days some niggas brought the tech | |
And when they find you they sending you to immortal ground | |
And aint no coming back from that shit you going down | |
Now you history with the quickness cause you was | |
Fuckin up the business | |
Now what a way to end a friendship shouldve finished | |
Cause aint no love for pause in this game | |
Nigga i' m relentless leaving your moms in the pain | |
If your ass had to get got then i got your ass | |
Rude boy mishandled the stock so i popped your ass | |
I' m so for doe that my mind flows in it for life | |
That i' m down to let my mind go get it tonight | |
No understanding when i' m hustling | |
Because in life all i understood was hustling cause i was struggling | |
Muscling anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first motherfuckin light of the day | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
My pockets aint hurting thats for certain | |
You see a broke muthafucker it' s a burden | |
I' m the first muthafucker on the block for the cheese | |
And i' m the last muthafucker to leave | |
bushwick bill | |
There was some niggas selling dope down the street i know | |
You make a left they on the right third white house from the liquor store | |
You can' t miss it cause they be cappin | |
Pretty cars in the yard | |
Walkie talkies and security guards | |
Them muthafuckers had money out the ass and it was evident | |
By the way they dressed and flashed | |
Meanwhile i' m on the outside looking in | |
I got to get them mutha fuckers how can i win | |
Three a. m. coming from the club caught the pussies | |
Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes | |
Jumped out like the jumpout boys with them glocks and gauges | |
whew you should' ve saw them niggas faces | |
Bitches get butt naked is what i ordered | |
Open the door get on the floor they was slaughtered | |
they was slaughtered | |
Cause once inside we didn' t need em | |
We knew where the scratch was located six months before we raided | |
And aint feel nothing for their family | |
Cause in this life you take the bitter with the sweet or your gambling | |
Nigga i' m busting anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 2x | |
willie d | |
Now you can say what you want about my persona | |
But don' t let me hear you or i' m gon' freak you out like madonna | |
Sneak up on put my gat to your stomach squeeze the trigga | |
So close them eyes cause youse a dead ass nigga | |
Motherfuckers say i' m wrong because i feel this way | |
But my environment taught me how to deal this way | |
And if i kill this way then thats the way i got to go | |
Cause everything you reap in life you got to sow | |
But i don' t care about the paid down the road from a fool | |
I' m living for today but if tomorrow comes cool nigga | |
If you think you want to meddle with this | |
Bring your ass to the square and we can settle this shit | |
I' m going pop pop pop til your head start swelling | |
Pop pop pop till your ass start smelling | |
You cried when your grandma died that was real | |
But you aint got to cry no more you going to see her | |
And newcomers get dealt with | |
Cause you cant get paid if you aint part of my clique nigga | |
I' m bustin anything in the way | |
Of me seeing first muthafuckin light of the day | |
Chorus 4x |