[00:00.00] | 作词 : Ahlert, Jones, Kaempfert ... |
[00:12.251] | Yeah... uhh |
[00:15.839] | In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land, y'all |
[00:18.155] | Where loyalty is everything |
[00:22.392] | The M.A.F.I.A. forgives, but never forgets |
[00:29.181] | Heh, let me tell you |
[00:31.951] | In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land where there's one boss and one clan |
[00:35.504] | Yes mans, they surround us like steaks in pans |
[00:38.554] | All 'em wanna be the man, right hands wash the left hands |
[00:41.983] | Loyalty's priority in this fam |
[00:44.108] | Where life's initiated, ain't no givin' it back |
[00:46.403] | Once you in it, like Bennett, you'll soon be lieutenant |
[00:49.709] | Like me, the Don Juan, that's Yvonne |
[00:52.276] | The sweat-a the money getter |
[00:53.996] | Coppin' mad cheddar |
[00:55.317] | Stevie was wondering how I got in this position |
[00:58.499] | One day Frank was fishin' for competition, expedition |
[01:01.703] | Number one, his name is Barry Madanno |
[01:04.185] | Push the phat Milano, '96 stick-shift 'cross the Verrazano |
[01:08.467] | I lay gently in the Bentley |
[01:10.609] | Through binoculars he seemed popular |
[01:13.263] | Givenchy socks, Cartier coolats |
[01:15.830] | H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians |
[01:19.423] | Sick like leukemians, receding hairlines |
[01:21.907] | Watch how genuine this gold mine recline |
[01:24.895] | When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine |
[01:27.765] | Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped they clips in quick |
[01:30.522] | One chick named Nick thought she was the shit |
[01:33.599] | Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry |
[01:36.074] | Minutes before I drop her, the blow! blow! blow! |
[01:39.536] | Like a parolee, the bitch violated |
[01:42.956] | So how you like it: coffins or cremated? |
[01:47.971] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[01:50.590] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[01:53.944] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[01:56.829] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[01:59.792] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[02:02.362] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[02:05.538] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[02:08.551] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[02:11.392] | Street murderers, thug parasites |
[02:14.049] | We official, no fake gators |
[02:16.155] | Coppin' fire arms with dud missles |
[02:17.648] | We leavin' scar tissues |
[02:19.567] | That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut |
[02:22.218] | Mob nigga, what! threw the gang sign up |
[02:24.629] | The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot |
[02:26.660] | On my belt buckles and cracked his middle knuckles |
[02:29.303] | Damn! How could a deal for a couple mill |
[02:31.544] | Result to such violence |
[02:33.192] | And throw our whole shit off balance? |
[02:34.847] | But still, they pat me down from all angles |
[02:37.343] | Trapped inside the Devil's triangle |
[02:39.583] | Like Bo I had the Jangles |
[02:41.364] | And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans |
[02:43.470] | One cross-eyed and hunchbacked |
[02:45.614] | The other must be mixed with Black |
[02:47.209] | The third nigga had missin' teeth and tattoo tear drops |
[02:50.584] | Long hair, chest felt like a bag of rocks |
[02:52.856] | Before this chops |
[02:53.905] | I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks |
[02:57.076] | The cream in the box, et cetera, et cetera, and it don't stop |
[03:00.876] | I got away with everything, the cash and the stash |
[03:03.923] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:06.639] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:09.862] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:13.038] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[03:15.868] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:18.240] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:21.808] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:24.581] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[03:27.703] | So now I'm titled, mission acomplished |
[03:29.704] | My man was astonished |
[03:31.221] | He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air |
[03:33.924] | Stinkin'! I know this nigga's thinkin' |
[03:36.355] | "Damn! She too little, too pretty, too quiet |
[03:39.584] | The bitch is hired," mob's wife for life |
[03:42.125] | Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life |
[03:45.411] | We increase the price, uhh |
[03:47.108] | So guess who the bitch is? |
[03:48.919] | But for now I be the mistress |
[03:51.090] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:53.395] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:56.606] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:59.731] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[04:02.729] | It ain't a day of my life that rolls by |
[04:05.081] | That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[04:08.427] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[04:11.449] | Now, it's just me and my niggas |
[04:14.082] | Uhh, it's just me and my niggas, just me and my niggas |
[04:17.381] | Wha, it's just me and my niggas |
[04:20.086] | Uhh, me and my niggas, me and my niggas |
[04:23.084] | Uhh, it's just me and my niggas |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Ahlert, Jones, Kaempfert ... |
[00:12.251] | Yeah... uhh |
[00:15.839] | In the M. A. F. I. A.' s land, y' all |
[00:18.155] | Where loyalty is everything |
[00:22.392] | The M. A. F. I. A. forgives, but never forgets |
[00:29.181] | Heh, let me tell you |
[00:31.951] | In the M. A. F. I. A.' s land where there' s one boss and one clan |
[00:35.504] | Yes mans, they surround us like steaks in pans |
[00:38.554] | All ' em wanna be the man, right hands wash the left hands |
[00:41.983] | Loyalty' s priority in this fam |
[00:44.108] | Where life' s initiated, ain' t no givin' it back |
[00:46.403] | Once you in it, like Bennett, you' ll soon be lieutenant |
[00:49.709] | Like me, the Don Juan, that' s Yvonne |
[00:52.276] | The sweata the money getter |
[00:53.996] | Coppin' mad cheddar |
[00:55.317] | Stevie was wondering how I got in this position |
[00:58.499] | One day Frank was fishin' for competition, expedition |
[01:01.703] | Number one, his name is Barry Madanno |
[01:04.185] | Push the phat Milano, ' 96 stickshift ' cross the Verrazano |
[01:08.467] | I lay gently in the Bentley |
[01:10.609] | Through binoculars he seemed popular |
[01:13.263] | Givenchy socks, Cartier coolats |
[01:15.830] | Hclass rocks and charms like Bohemians |
[01:19.423] | Sick like leukemians, receding hairlines |
[01:21.907] | Watch how genuine this gold mine recline |
[01:24.895] | When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine |
[01:27.765] | Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped they clips in quick |
[01:30.522] | One chick named Nick thought she was the shit |
[01:33.599] | Tried to play Big Poppa, don' t worry |
[01:36.074] | Minutes before I drop her, the blow! blow! blow! |
[01:39.536] | Like a parolee, the bitch violated |
[01:42.956] | So how you like it: coffins or cremated? |
[01:47.971] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[01:50.590] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[01:53.944] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[01:56.829] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[01:59.792] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[02:02.362] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[02:05.538] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[02:08.551] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[02:11.392] | Street murderers, thug parasites |
[02:14.049] | We official, no fake gators |
[02:16.155] | Coppin' fire arms with dud missles |
[02:17.648] | We leavin' scar tissues |
[02:19.567] | That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut |
[02:22.218] | Mob nigga, what! threw the gang sign up |
[02:24.629] | The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot |
[02:26.660] | On my belt buckles and cracked his middle knuckles |
[02:29.303] | Damn! How could a deal for a couple mill |
[02:31.544] | Result to such violence |
[02:33.192] | And throw our whole shit off balance? |
[02:34.847] | But still, they pat me down from all angles |
[02:37.343] | Trapped inside the Devil' s triangle |
[02:39.583] | Like Bo I had the Jangles |
[02:41.364] | And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans |
[02:43.470] | One crosseyed and hunchbacked |
[02:45.614] | The other must be mixed with Black |
[02:47.209] | The third nigga had missin' teeth and tattoo tear drops |
[02:50.584] | Long hair, chest felt like a bag of rocks |
[02:52.856] | Before this chops |
[02:53.905] | I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks |
[02:57.076] | The cream in the box, et cetera, et cetera, and it don' t stop |
[03:00.876] | I got away with everything, the cash and the stash |
[03:03.923] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:06.639] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:09.862] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:13.038] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[03:15.868] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:18.240] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:21.808] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:24.581] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[03:27.703] | So now I' m titled, mission acomplished |
[03:29.704] | My man was astonished |
[03:31.221] | He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air |
[03:33.924] | Stinkin'! I know this nigga' s thinkin' |
[03:36.355] | " Damn! She too little, too pretty, too quiet |
[03:39.584] | The bitch is hired," mob' s wife for life |
[03:42.125] | Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life |
[03:45.411] | We increase the price, uhh |
[03:47.108] | So guess who the bitch is? |
[03:48.919] | But for now I be the mistress |
[03:51.090] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:53.395] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:56.606] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:59.731] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:02.729] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[04:05.081] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[04:08.427] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[04:11.449] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:14.082] | Uhh, it' s just me and my niggas, just me and my niggas |
[04:17.381] | Wha, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:20.086] | Uhh, me and my niggas, me and my niggas |
[04:23.084] | Uhh, it' s just me and my niggas |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Ahlert, Jones, Kaempfert ... |
[00:12.251] | Yeah... uhh |
[00:15.839] | In the M. A. F. I. A.' s land, y' all |
[00:18.155] | Where loyalty is everything |
[00:22.392] | The M. A. F. I. A. forgives, but never forgets |
[00:29.181] | Heh, let me tell you |
[00:31.951] | In the M. A. F. I. A.' s land where there' s one boss and one clan |
[00:35.504] | Yes mans, they surround us like steaks in pans |
[00:38.554] | All ' em wanna be the man, right hands wash the left hands |
[00:41.983] | Loyalty' s priority in this fam |
[00:44.108] | Where life' s initiated, ain' t no givin' it back |
[00:46.403] | Once you in it, like Bennett, you' ll soon be lieutenant |
[00:49.709] | Like me, the Don Juan, that' s Yvonne |
[00:52.276] | The sweata the money getter |
[00:53.996] | Coppin' mad cheddar |
[00:55.317] | Stevie was wondering how I got in this position |
[00:58.499] | One day Frank was fishin' for competition, expedition |
[01:01.703] | Number one, his name is Barry Madanno |
[01:04.185] | Push the phat Milano, ' 96 stickshift ' cross the Verrazano |
[01:08.467] | I lay gently in the Bentley |
[01:10.609] | Through binoculars he seemed popular |
[01:13.263] | Givenchy socks, Cartier coolats |
[01:15.830] | Hclass rocks and charms like Bohemians |
[01:19.423] | Sick like leukemians, receding hairlines |
[01:21.907] | Watch how genuine this gold mine recline |
[01:24.895] | When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine |
[01:27.765] | Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped they clips in quick |
[01:30.522] | One chick named Nick thought she was the shit |
[01:33.599] | Tried to play Big Poppa, don' t worry |
[01:36.074] | Minutes before I drop her, the blow! blow! blow! |
[01:39.536] | Like a parolee, the bitch violated |
[01:42.956] | So how you like it: coffins or cremated? |
[01:47.971] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[01:50.590] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[01:53.944] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[01:56.829] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[01:59.792] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[02:02.362] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[02:05.538] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[02:08.551] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[02:11.392] | Street murderers, thug parasites |
[02:14.049] | We official, no fake gators |
[02:16.155] | Coppin' fire arms with dud missles |
[02:17.648] | We leavin' scar tissues |
[02:19.567] | That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut |
[02:22.218] | Mob nigga, what! threw the gang sign up |
[02:24.629] | The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot |
[02:26.660] | On my belt buckles and cracked his middle knuckles |
[02:29.303] | Damn! How could a deal for a couple mill |
[02:31.544] | Result to such violence |
[02:33.192] | And throw our whole shit off balance? |
[02:34.847] | But still, they pat me down from all angles |
[02:37.343] | Trapped inside the Devil' s triangle |
[02:39.583] | Like Bo I had the Jangles |
[02:41.364] | And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans |
[02:43.470] | One crosseyed and hunchbacked |
[02:45.614] | The other must be mixed with Black |
[02:47.209] | The third nigga had missin' teeth and tattoo tear drops |
[02:50.584] | Long hair, chest felt like a bag of rocks |
[02:52.856] | Before this chops |
[02:53.905] | I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks |
[02:57.076] | The cream in the box, et cetera, et cetera, and it don' t stop |
[03:00.876] | I got away with everything, the cash and the stash |
[03:03.923] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:06.639] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:09.862] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:13.038] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[03:15.868] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:18.240] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:21.808] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:24.581] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[03:27.703] | So now I' m titled, mission acomplished |
[03:29.704] | My man was astonished |
[03:31.221] | He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air |
[03:33.924] | Stinkin'! I know this nigga' s thinkin' |
[03:36.355] | " Damn! She too little, too pretty, too quiet |
[03:39.584] | The bitch is hired," mob' s wife for life |
[03:42.125] | Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life |
[03:45.411] | We increase the price, uhh |
[03:47.108] | So guess who the bitch is? |
[03:48.919] | But for now I be the mistress |
[03:51.090] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[03:53.395] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[03:56.606] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[03:59.731] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:02.729] | It ain' t a day of my life that rolls by |
[04:05.081] | That I don' t get high, sit back, and wan' cry |
[04:08.427] | I used to roll hard with tons of bitches |
[04:11.449] | Now, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:14.082] | Uhh, it' s just me and my niggas, just me and my niggas |
[04:17.381] | Wha, it' s just me and my niggas |
[04:20.086] | Uhh, me and my niggas, me and my niggas |
[04:23.084] | Uhh, it' s just me and my niggas |