Song | Young Nigga |
Artist | Spice 1 |
Album | Spice 1 |
作词 : Spice One | |
Y'all ready to do this shit? | |
Bust em | |
[ verse 1 ] | |
When i was young i had the lust to pull the trigger | |
And make change out a 5-dollar-ass nigga | |
And as time went on, i gained much love | |
But seein niggas' guts bust at a nightclub | |
Too young to get my ass in, but they didn't trip | |
Cause if i didn't get in, they knew i'd start shit | |
So i was treated like the muthafuckin pope | |
Security see me, so they scope | |
And follow me around like a flock of hoes | |
I had a squab with a bitch with a big-ass nose | |
I started to knock the bitch out, but before i could | |
I'm stopped short by a redneck peckerwood | |
But he was slow, with the other hand slapped the hoe | |
Then security rushed us out the backdo' | |
So when i grabbed the nine, they thought i'd go nuts | |
I'd roll by and bust caps at the grown-up's | |
Young nigga got bold and off the liquor | |
As a young nigga | |
(he said, "young-ass nigga!") | |
(you dumb nigga, you) --> ice cube | |
[ verse 2 ] | |
Well, what do you know, it's summer time | |
And every young nigga my age is on the grind | |
Workin for the city | |
A drugstore on evey goddamn corner, and niggas actin shitty | |
About who sell where and whose dope is it | |
So some niggas around the block, they paid us a visit | |
But we ain't comin off shit but a drive-by | |
I guess they wanna expand to go city-wide | |
So we hung muthafuckas by the barbed wire | |
Whoever was a snitch or bitch or liar | |
And five-o is gettin kinda dense | |
Cause the wire was missin from a county jail fence | |
Breakin off boulders | |
And the niggas from around the block they said they told us | |
Not to short-stop, so my nigga got popped | |
I looked down, and i'm shocked | |
To see him layin dead by the bushes | |
As a young nigga | |
[ verse 3 ] | |
Shit is gettin hectic, my mission had to flow smooth | |
We hit the corner in a '65 old school | |
Bustin at niggas twice my age | |
Muthafuckas catchin heat from my guage | |
They tried to shoot back, but it ain't like that | |
Cause i'm the nigga with the biggest gat | |
Hoes get fucked and eat the bullet | |
Cause the trigger that got my nigga, one of them had to pull it | |
My nigga with the nine said, "forget it" | |
But i seen a nigga point his finger and say, "he did it" | |
I loaded up the clip and shot him in the dick | |
And kept on bustin till his leg kicked | |
Now we audi 5000, gee | |
The glasspacks on the '65 got noisy | |
We had to smash | |
Cause five-o was right behind our ass | |
We had to get away, we dumped the a.k. | |
And the guage in the bushes on the way | |
The cops kept bustin, niggas kept cussin | |
About which way to go fussin | |
We hit the corner, and they bust | |
At some niggas lookin just like us | |
We knew it was about that time | |
Hopped out my homeboy's shit, and into mine | |
We got away, because they couldn't figure | |
Which one of the boys was that young nigga |
zuò cí : Spice One | |
Y' all ready to do this shit? | |
Bust em | |
verse 1 | |
When i was young i had the lust to pull the trigger | |
And make change out a 5dollarass nigga | |
And as time went on, i gained much love | |
But seein niggas' guts bust at a nightclub | |
Too young to get my ass in, but they didn' t trip | |
Cause if i didn' t get in, they knew i' d start shit | |
So i was treated like the muthafuckin pope | |
Security see me, so they scope | |
And follow me around like a flock of hoes | |
I had a squab with a bitch with a bigass nose | |
I started to knock the bitch out, but before i could | |
I' m stopped short by a redneck peckerwood | |
But he was slow, with the other hand slapped the hoe | |
Then security rushed us out the backdo' | |
So when i grabbed the nine, they thought i' d go nuts | |
I' d roll by and bust caps at the grownup' s | |
Young nigga got bold and off the liquor | |
As a young nigga | |
he said, " youngass nigga!" | |
you dumb nigga, you ice cube | |
verse 2 | |
Well, what do you know, it' s summer time | |
And every young nigga my age is on the grind | |
Workin for the city | |
A drugstore on evey goddamn corner, and niggas actin shitty | |
About who sell where and whose dope is it | |
So some niggas around the block, they paid us a visit | |
But we ain' t comin off shit but a driveby | |
I guess they wanna expand to go citywide | |
So we hung muthafuckas by the barbed wire | |
Whoever was a snitch or bitch or liar | |
And fiveo is gettin kinda dense | |
Cause the wire was missin from a county jail fence | |
Breakin off boulders | |
And the niggas from around the block they said they told us | |
Not to shortstop, so my nigga got popped | |
I looked down, and i' m shocked | |
To see him layin dead by the bushes | |
As a young nigga | |
verse 3 | |
Shit is gettin hectic, my mission had to flow smooth | |
We hit the corner in a ' 65 old school | |
Bustin at niggas twice my age | |
Muthafuckas catchin heat from my guage | |
They tried to shoot back, but it ain' t like that | |
Cause i' m the nigga with the biggest gat | |
Hoes get fucked and eat the bullet | |
Cause the trigger that got my nigga, one of them had to pull it | |
My nigga with the nine said, " forget it" | |
But i seen a nigga point his finger and say, " he did it" | |
I loaded up the clip and shot him in the dick | |
And kept on bustin till his leg kicked | |
Now we audi 5000, gee | |
The glasspacks on the ' 65 got noisy | |
We had to smash | |
Cause fiveo was right behind our ass | |
We had to get away, we dumped the a. k. | |
And the guage in the bushes on the way | |
The cops kept bustin, niggas kept cussin | |
About which way to go fussin | |
We hit the corner, and they bust | |
At some niggas lookin just like us | |
We knew it was about that time | |
Hopped out my homeboy' s shit, and into mine | |
We got away, because they couldn' t figure | |
Which one of the boys was that young nigga |