| Song | Cllub Scene |
| Artist | Shyheim |
| Album | Manchild |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Branch, Franklin, Rivera |
| [00:00.300] | You want lessons? |
| [00:02.039] | It's to get with it, we out nigga |
| [00:04.033] | Come on! |
| [00:04.670] | I came into the party with my fly Wu-Wear shit on |
| [00:07.715] | Two hundred in, my teeth flex, gotta throw my hit on |
| [00:10.468] | Movin through the crowd with my shines hangin out |
| [00:13.320] | Hit the bar, for a Henney straight, no chaser |
| [00:15.394] | Guzzle it down, honies crowdin around the Killa Bee |
| [00:18.678] | Buy you a drink, you kidding? Love, you got to be |
| [00:21.476] | Since you on my dick, won't you buy me a drink? |
| [00:24.202] | Chewin my ear off, tellin me that she met me in the rink |
| [00:27.032] | I don't get tricky, got too much G |
| [00:29.064] | Got a degree in P.I.M.P-alogy, acknowledge me |
| [00:32.696] | Not a playa, teach these niggas how to be, I'm Wallabeeneny |
| [00:35.950] | Thugs throw it up, everytime they see me |
| [00:38.680] | I hollow back, "Where the bats at?" |
| [00:40.848] | Baseball fitted hat, 7-1-8ths, New York Yanks' |
| [00:44.208] | She was Miss Elliot Trace, from her shoes to her face |
| [00:47.412] | With a body just like a Ferrari shape |
| [00:49.823] | She asks me, "How you get that cut on your face"? |
| [00:52.324] | That's when the DJ shouted out, "Shyheim's in the place" |
| [00:55.315] | I was high off the notion and case |
| [00:57.439] | It must have been her birthday cuz she was holdin mad cake |
| [01:00.203] | Her man holdin no weight |
| [01:01.683] | He low-budget, she told me we was fluckin |
| [01:03.808] | She with two of her friends and three of her cousins |
| [01:06.250] | We in the corner whinin, my whole team's shinin |
| [01:08.691] | It's time to go when these fake rappers start rhymin |
| [01:11.516] | For real son |
| [01:12.755] | You know the club scene, 7-40, I beam |
| [01:15.465] | You know the club scene, big icy links and minks |
| [01:18.417] | You know the club scene, fuck around and get shot |
| [01:21.227] | You know the club scene, niggas spend all they got |
| [01:23.975] | You know the club scene, shorty, she lookin hot |
| [01:26.717] | You know the club scene, niggas be on Bra' |
| [01:29.649] | You know the club scene, you better tuck your watch |
| [01:32.361] | You know the club scene, we flossin in the parkin lot |
| [01:35.179] | There's a party goin on, down the blizz-ock |
| [01:37.531] | In this little hot box, but you might get shot |
| [01:40.389] | Cuz there's a lot of Knuckleheadz, who'll be playin this club |
| [01:43.145] | A hole in the wall, I got my gun in, ain't searchin at all |
| [01:45.999] | I watch you hand-to-hand niggas, that be tryin to ball |
| [01:48.793] | With your little ghetto-fame, Tech to snatch your chain |
| [01:51.717] | They used to call him Killa, now Got-Murdered his name |
| [01:54.385] | I smack Earth, Wind & Fire out lames |
| [01:56.601] | Take money, thuggin ain't a thing |
| [01:58.309] | I got my drink in my right hand, left hand in my pants |
| [02:02.013] | I don't dance, just be loungin in my B-boy stance |
| [02:05.031] | Respect my gangsta, move like an army at war |
| [02:07.847] | Spit some Willy in the air, and we slid out the door |
| [02:10.656] | About a quarter to 4:00, jumped in the 4x4, smooth like velour |
| [02:14.622] | Say no more, every party I go to, I bring a bird home |
| [02:18.258] | Call me Cabosa Indiana Jones |
| [02:20.427] | You know the club scene, we buyin' out the bar |
| [02:23.208] | You know the club scene, ready to rob a star |
| [02:26.217] | You know the club scene, heat in the car |
| [02:28.903] | You know the club scene, rollin' weed from the jar |
| [02:31.842] | You know the club scene, anybody got a dutch? |
| [02:34.568] | You know the club scene, we all fucked up! |
| [02:37.338] | You know the club scene, dining in the telly |
| [02:40.031] | You know the club scene, bugged out and lost my celly |
| [02:42.593] | I had this show O.T., at this venue called Ritz |
| [02:45.347] | I was rockin the mic, when I noticed this bitch |
| [02:48.235] | She was lickin her lips and her rubbin her tits |
| [02:51.103] | I can tell that she stripped, I had to politic |
| [02:53.647] | But she was with this achin bitch, Alienation bitch |
| [02:56.669] | Throwin peanuts in my Jif, makin me sick |
| [02:59.479] | Etcera, etcera, I'm liable to get rid of her |
| [03:02.618] | I don't give a fuck |
| [03:03.508] | Took her in the bathroom, picked her up in the tub |
| [03:05.405] | I'm like a drug, I be stalkin the club |
| [03:07.900] | Ladies beware, eighteen and above, what? |
| [03:10.693] | I'm a heart-breaker, the mind-raper |
| [03:13.123] | That don't spend no paper, |
| [03:14.559] | and don't like bitches that wear makeup |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Branch, Franklin, Rivera |
| [00:00.300] | You want lessons? |
| [00:02.039] | It' s to get with it, we out nigga |
| [00:04.033] | Come on! |
| [00:04.670] | I came into the party with my fly WuWear shit on |
| [00:07.715] | Two hundred in, my teeth flex, gotta throw my hit on |
| [00:10.468] | Movin through the crowd with my shines hangin out |
| [00:13.320] | Hit the bar, for a Henney straight, no chaser |
| [00:15.394] | Guzzle it down, honies crowdin around the Killa Bee |
| [00:18.678] | Buy you a drink, you kidding? Love, you got to be |
| [00:21.476] | Since you on my dick, won' t you buy me a drink? |
| [00:24.202] | Chewin my ear off, tellin me that she met me in the rink |
| [00:27.032] | I don' t get tricky, got too much G |
| [00:29.064] | Got a degree in P. I. M. Palogy, acknowledge me |
| [00:32.696] | Not a playa, teach these niggas how to be, I' m Wallabeeneny |
| [00:35.950] | Thugs throw it up, everytime they see me |
| [00:38.680] | I hollow back, " Where the bats at?" |
| [00:40.848] | Baseball fitted hat, 718ths, New York Yanks' |
| [00:44.208] | She was Miss Elliot Trace, from her shoes to her face |
| [00:47.412] | With a body just like a Ferrari shape |
| [00:49.823] | She asks me, " How you get that cut on your face"? |
| [00:52.324] | That' s when the DJ shouted out, " Shyheim' s in the place" |
| [00:55.315] | I was high off the notion and case |
| [00:57.439] | It must have been her birthday cuz she was holdin mad cake |
| [01:00.203] | Her man holdin no weight |
| [01:01.683] | He lowbudget, she told me we was fluckin |
| [01:03.808] | She with two of her friends and three of her cousins |
| [01:06.250] | We in the corner whinin, my whole team' s shinin |
| [01:08.691] | It' s time to go when these fake rappers start rhymin |
| [01:11.516] | For real son |
| [01:12.755] | You know the club scene, 740, I beam |
| [01:15.465] | You know the club scene, big icy links and minks |
| [01:18.417] | You know the club scene, fuck around and get shot |
| [01:21.227] | You know the club scene, niggas spend all they got |
| [01:23.975] | You know the club scene, shorty, she lookin hot |
| [01:26.717] | You know the club scene, niggas be on Bra' |
| [01:29.649] | You know the club scene, you better tuck your watch |
| [01:32.361] | You know the club scene, we flossin in the parkin lot |
| [01:35.179] | There' s a party goin on, down the blizzock |
| [01:37.531] | In this little hot box, but you might get shot |
| [01:40.389] | Cuz there' s a lot of Knuckleheadz, who' ll be playin this club |
| [01:43.145] | A hole in the wall, I got my gun in, ain' t searchin at all |
| [01:45.999] | I watch you handtohand niggas, that be tryin to ball |
| [01:48.793] | With your little ghettofame, Tech to snatch your chain |
| [01:51.717] | They used to call him Killa, now GotMurdered his name |
| [01:54.385] | I smack Earth, Wind Fire out lames |
| [01:56.601] | Take money, thuggin ain' t a thing |
| [01:58.309] | I got my drink in my right hand, left hand in my pants |
| [02:02.013] | I don' t dance, just be loungin in my Bboy stance |
| [02:05.031] | Respect my gangsta, move like an army at war |
| [02:07.847] | Spit some Willy in the air, and we slid out the door |
| [02:10.656] | About a quarter to 4: 00, jumped in the 4x4, smooth like velour |
| [02:14.622] | Say no more, every party I go to, I bring a bird home |
| [02:18.258] | Call me Cabosa Indiana Jones |
| [02:20.427] | You know the club scene, we buyin' out the bar |
| [02:23.208] | You know the club scene, ready to rob a star |
| [02:26.217] | You know the club scene, heat in the car |
| [02:28.903] | You know the club scene, rollin' weed from the jar |
| [02:31.842] | You know the club scene, anybody got a dutch? |
| [02:34.568] | You know the club scene, we all fucked up! |
| [02:37.338] | You know the club scene, dining in the telly |
| [02:40.031] | You know the club scene, bugged out and lost my celly |
| [02:42.593] | I had this show O. T., at this venue called Ritz |
| [02:45.347] | I was rockin the mic, when I noticed this bitch |
| [02:48.235] | She was lickin her lips and her rubbin her tits |
| [02:51.103] | I can tell that she stripped, I had to politic |
| [02:53.647] | But she was with this achin bitch, Alienation bitch |
| [02:56.669] | Throwin peanuts in my Jif, makin me sick |
| [02:59.479] | Etcera, etcera, I' m liable to get rid of her |
| [03:02.618] | I don' t give a fuck |
| [03:03.508] | Took her in the bathroom, picked her up in the tub |
| [03:05.405] | I' m like a drug, I be stalkin the club |
| [03:07.900] | Ladies beware, eighteen and above, what? |
| [03:10.693] | I' m a heartbreaker, the mindraper |
| [03:13.123] | That don' t spend no paper, |
| [03:14.559] | and don' t like bitches that wear makeup |