Endalay Lyrics
| Song | Endalay |
| Artist | Swizz Beatz |
| Album | Swizz Beatz Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dean, Smith | |
| Oh that's crazy | |
| Swizz and | |
| BustaCome on | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring you niggas to say | |
| We dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that'll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y'all drown | |
| I dare y'all | |
| Hey yo, Busta | |
| Rhymes holdin' the fort | |
| Read the report, | |
| MVP of the sport | |
| You need to be taught, come on | |
| Snort whatever you snort, we comin' up court | |
| You know we never comin' up short | |
| So fuck what you thought | |
| We high profile for this shit, | |
| I smile for this shit | |
| I stack dough and make all my people just wil' for this shit | |
| Hold it now, we rollin' it down, we holdin' it down | |
| Thick money, foldin' it down in a hole in the ground | |
| Stash more loot than before, a brute from before | |
| Tell the truth and get used to leavin' you boots at the door | |
| We four, five, sixin' it up, we fixin' it up | |
| We keep the bitches strippin' the way we be mixin' it up | |
| Come out from wherever you are, whoever you are | |
| Incredible performance, their so unforgettable star | |
| They'll never find the get because | |
| I threw the barreta too far | |
| Police go drive my whip, so | |
| I'm going to get a new car, what the fuck | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y'all niggas to say | |
| We dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that'll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y'all drown | |
| I dare y'all | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I bang out beats by cars and ho stacks | |
| Rap nigga puttin' out rock-n-roll tracks | |
| Anything with wheels, playa | |
| I drove that | |
| Y'all, six, | |
| Swizz and | |
| Busta back | |
| I be hearin' that | |
| I'm drugged out | |
| Because I be bangin' them beats like | |
| I'm drugged out | |
| I threw gerdems on the bus, threw the dubs out | |
| One, niggas gettin' robbed when the clubs out | |
| Dog, and it gets ugly, and the hood loves me | |
| And your chick know me, plus your man owes me | |
| That clown don't pay | |
| They straight killin' homie | |
| Y'all don't gotta like me, screw y'all, blow me | |
| I walk up in the club, bitches want to go to breakfast | |
| Clowns lookin' at me, niggas actin' reckless | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y'all niggas to say | |
| We dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that'll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y'all drown | |
| I dare y'all | |
| I put my foot in your ass just like a kung-fu flick | |
| Bust my tool quick hittin' with the force of a mule kick | |
| Spit fly shit as if | |
| I was baggin' a new chick | |
| Instead of bitin' mines, it be best you bite on the chew stick | |
| Funny how niggas be tryin' to do shit | |
| When I rock a light bling all my pinky gleam in the blue shit | |
| Bitches lovin' the way we always pass through shit | |
| The way we rep the gutter and bring you the brand new shit | |
| Double back, y'all niggas don't really want to trouble that | |
| Brass knuckle beat you stupid, with a belt buckle rap | |
| Couple cracks, some weed, back when we used to muscle that | |
| And take a niggas shit like we like we fightin' to get our hustle back | |
| Used to be the shit, now you writin' your suicidal rap | |
| Frontin' like your the champ, fightin' to get your title back | |
| Remind me that, this could even cause a homicidal act | |
| And if you blamin' the music then watch me write the title track | |
| The way that we kill and make you wanna cop that | |
| Fuckin' with corny niggas you need to stop that shit | |
| Come on, please just let a nigga pop that shit | |
| All in they trunk, you know you want to rock that | |
| Stay reppin' the struggle, busy pullin' my man's up | |
| Shit we givin' y'all niggas might even swell y'all glands up | |
| Stop, all of my niggas, all of my bitches stand up | |
| And rep whatever you reppin' and put your fuckin' hands up | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y'all niggas to say | |
| We dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y'all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that'll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y'all drown | |
| I dare y'all | |
| Yeah, Endalay, | |
| EndalayArriba, | |
| Arriba, motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, move from around these parts | |
| Motherfucker, come on, | |
| Endalay, huh | |
| Arriba, Arriba motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, | |
| Endalay, Endalay |
| zuo qu : Dean, Smith | |
| Oh that' s crazy | |
| Swizz and | |
| BustaCome on | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring you niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| Hey yo, Busta | |
| Rhymes holdin' the fort | |
| Read the report, | |
| MVP of the sport | |
| You need to be taught, come on | |
| Snort whatever you snort, we comin' up court | |
| You know we never comin' up short | |
| So fuck what you thought | |
| We high profile for this shit, | |
| I smile for this shit | |
| I stack dough and make all my people just wil' for this shit | |
| Hold it now, we rollin' it down, we holdin' it down | |
| Thick money, foldin' it down in a hole in the ground | |
| Stash more loot than before, a brute from before | |
| Tell the truth and get used to leavin' you boots at the door | |
| We four, five, sixin' it up, we fixin' it up | |
| We keep the bitches strippin' the way we be mixin' it up | |
| Come out from wherever you are, whoever you are | |
| Incredible performance, their so unforgettable star | |
| They' ll never find the get because | |
| I threw the barreta too far | |
| Police go drive my whip, so | |
| I' m going to get a new car, what the fuck | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I bang out beats by cars and ho stacks | |
| Rap nigga puttin' out rocknroll tracks | |
| Anything with wheels, playa | |
| I drove that | |
| Y' all, six, | |
| Swizz and | |
| Busta back | |
| I be hearin' that | |
| I' m drugged out | |
| Because I be bangin' them beats like | |
| I' m drugged out | |
| I threw gerdems on the bus, threw the dubs out | |
| One, niggas gettin' robbed when the clubs out | |
| Dog, and it gets ugly, and the hood loves me | |
| And your chick know me, plus your man owes me | |
| That clown don' t pay | |
| They straight killin' homie | |
| Y' all don' t gotta like me, screw y' all, blow me | |
| I walk up in the club, bitches want to go to breakfast | |
| Clowns lookin' at me, niggas actin' reckless | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| I put my foot in your ass just like a kungfu flick | |
| Bust my tool quick hittin' with the force of a mule kick | |
| Spit fly shit as if | |
| I was baggin' a new chick | |
| Instead of bitin' mines, it be best you bite on the chew stick | |
| Funny how niggas be tryin' to do shit | |
| When I rock a light bling all my pinky gleam in the blue shit | |
| Bitches lovin' the way we always pass through shit | |
| The way we rep the gutter and bring you the brand new shit | |
| Double back, y' all niggas don' t really want to trouble that | |
| Brass knuckle beat you stupid, with a belt buckle rap | |
| Couple cracks, some weed, back when we used to muscle that | |
| And take a niggas shit like we like we fightin' to get our hustle back | |
| Used to be the shit, now you writin' your suicidal rap | |
| Frontin' like your the champ, fightin' to get your title back | |
| Remind me that, this could even cause a homicidal act | |
| And if you blamin' the music then watch me write the title track | |
| The way that we kill and make you wanna cop that | |
| Fuckin' with corny niggas you need to stop that shit | |
| Come on, please just let a nigga pop that shit | |
| All in they trunk, you know you want to rock that | |
| Stay reppin' the struggle, busy pullin' my man' s up | |
| Shit we givin' y' all niggas might even swell y' all glands up | |
| Stop, all of my niggas, all of my bitches stand up | |
| And rep whatever you reppin' and put your fuckin' hands up | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| Yeah, Endalay, | |
| EndalayArriba, | |
| Arriba, motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, move from around these parts | |
| Motherfucker, come on, | |
| Endalay, huh | |
| Arriba, Arriba motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, | |
| Endalay, Endalay |
| zuò qǔ : Dean, Smith | |
| Oh that' s crazy | |
| Swizz and | |
| BustaCome on | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring you niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| Hey yo, Busta | |
| Rhymes holdin' the fort | |
| Read the report, | |
| MVP of the sport | |
| You need to be taught, come on | |
| Snort whatever you snort, we comin' up court | |
| You know we never comin' up short | |
| So fuck what you thought | |
| We high profile for this shit, | |
| I smile for this shit | |
| I stack dough and make all my people just wil' for this shit | |
| Hold it now, we rollin' it down, we holdin' it down | |
| Thick money, foldin' it down in a hole in the ground | |
| Stash more loot than before, a brute from before | |
| Tell the truth and get used to leavin' you boots at the door | |
| We four, five, sixin' it up, we fixin' it up | |
| We keep the bitches strippin' the way we be mixin' it up | |
| Come out from wherever you are, whoever you are | |
| Incredible performance, their so unforgettable star | |
| They' ll never find the get because | |
| I threw the barreta too far | |
| Police go drive my whip, so | |
| I' m going to get a new car, what the fuck | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto | |
| I bang out beats by cars and ho stacks | |
| Rap nigga puttin' out rocknroll tracks | |
| Anything with wheels, playa | |
| I drove that | |
| Y' all, six, | |
| Swizz and | |
| Busta back | |
| I be hearin' that | |
| I' m drugged out | |
| Because I be bangin' them beats like | |
| I' m drugged out | |
| I threw gerdems on the bus, threw the dubs out | |
| One, niggas gettin' robbed when the clubs out | |
| Dog, and it gets ugly, and the hood loves me | |
| And your chick know me, plus your man owes me | |
| That clown don' t pay | |
| They straight killin' homie | |
| Y' all don' t gotta like me, screw y' all, blow me | |
| I walk up in the club, bitches want to go to breakfast | |
| Clowns lookin' at me, niggas actin' reckless | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| I put my foot in your ass just like a kungfu flick | |
| Bust my tool quick hittin' with the force of a mule kick | |
| Spit fly shit as if | |
| I was baggin' a new chick | |
| Instead of bitin' mines, it be best you bite on the chew stick | |
| Funny how niggas be tryin' to do shit | |
| When I rock a light bling all my pinky gleam in the blue shit | |
| Bitches lovin' the way we always pass through shit | |
| The way we rep the gutter and bring you the brand new shit | |
| Double back, y' all niggas don' t really want to trouble that | |
| Brass knuckle beat you stupid, with a belt buckle rap | |
| Couple cracks, some weed, back when we used to muscle that | |
| And take a niggas shit like we like we fightin' to get our hustle back | |
| Used to be the shit, now you writin' your suicidal rap | |
| Frontin' like your the champ, fightin' to get your title back | |
| Remind me that, this could even cause a homicidal act | |
| And if you blamin' the music then watch me write the title track | |
| The way that we kill and make you wanna cop that | |
| Fuckin' with corny niggas you need to stop that shit | |
| Come on, please just let a nigga pop that shit | |
| All in they trunk, you know you want to rock that | |
| Stay reppin' the struggle, busy pullin' my man' s up | |
| Shit we givin' y' all niggas might even swell y' all glands up | |
| Stop, all of my niggas, all of my bitches stand up | |
| And rep whatever you reppin' and put your fuckin' hands up | |
| Right before we run it all in the ground | |
| Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Motherfuckers want to give me a pound | |
| Every time we bring y' all niggas to say | |
| We dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| You can sit and watch and gamble around | |
| Motherfuckers no we holdin' the crown | |
| I dare y' all to say somethin' | |
| Before we flood this shit that' ll go through your whole town | |
| Motherfuckers know we makin' y' all drown | |
| I dare y' all | |
| Yeah, Endalay, | |
| EndalayArriba, | |
| Arriba, motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, move from around these parts | |
| Motherfucker, come on, | |
| Endalay, huh | |
| Arriba, Arriba motherfucker | |
| Come on, Endalay, | |
| Endalay, Endalay |
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