Song | N Da Paint |
Artist | Ali & Gipp |
Album | Kinfolk |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
(feat. Nelly) | |
[Boy:] | |
This a Nitti beat! | |
[Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
[Hook: Nelly (girl)] | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
(kill em daddy) | |
[Verse 1: Gipp] | |
Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
yea Gipp got 4 | |
krispy kreme in the paint | |
chrome on the toes | |
Snow blows out the AC, 4-5 Doors | |
and i never leave the club less its 4-5 hoes (That's right) | |
Money hungry hustlers, | |
real-estate investers, | |
Get the fuckin friend | |
like he'll never be a customer | |
Dougy fresh clean, | |
on the scene chokin' Irene | |
We don't do relationships | |
we'd rather have a fling, | |
my jeans and my shoes worth | |
more than a grand | |
40-thousand in the car | |
keep em closer at hand, | |
Watch the stone in my ear | |
make the hoes go "Dang!" | |
and the women love me | |
cuz they know who I am | |
[Chorus:] | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the 'morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
(ya see they say) thats not right | |
(ya see they say) thats not right | |
[Hook:] | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
(kill em daddy) | |
[Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] | |
I'm ridin high in tha | |
Sudan DeVille | |
Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
look herre ma now this the deal | |
while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
Then i like to Dissapurre | |
Like i'm David Copperfield | |
Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! | |
Thats right how could I go broke | |
When i'm 1 of Bobs Cats | |
see If u didn't well now u know | |
just Cock it back and let it Go | |
My muscle cars is so strong | |
The liscense say "BOWCO", | |
Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
reads, "BOWCO" | |
(Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO) | |
Home-town rider | |
St. louis Resider | |
Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
Garage look like priza | |
Motors i aint Jokin' | |
Check my Chick she smokin' | |
she sick wit it from | |
St. Louis to Oakland | |
Come On | |
[Chorus:] | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
[Hook:] | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
(kill em daddy) | |
[Verse 3: Ali] | |
It's not a game | |
but ima still gon play in the streets | |
Ball hard 'till i fall | |
seven days of the week | |
On monday ima get up and go | |
and turn down the mall, | |
Chick wit some dantley | |
Puffy booty look small | |
On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop, | |
Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast, | |
Hook up wit tha ese | |
Come back with the best Smokes | |
Saturday i like to down, | |
Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
with my 4-15 for | |
B-B-B- beatin' dat Nitti | |
[Chorus:] | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the 'morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
(im goin) hard in the paint | |
(we goin) hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right | |
(see they say) thats not right, | |
and when i leave up out the 'morn | |
they say thats not right | |
(ya see they say) thats not right | |
(ya see they say) thats not right | |
[Hook:] | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
(tell em daddy) | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
(kill em daddy) |
zuo qu : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
feat. Nelly | |
Boy: | |
This a Nitti beat! | |
Chorus: Ali Gipp Nelly | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
Hook: Nelly girl | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 1: Gipp | |
Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
yea Gipp got 4 | |
krispy kreme in the paint | |
chrome on the toes | |
Snow blows out the AC, 45 Doors | |
and i never leave the club less its 45 hoes That' s right | |
Money hungry hustlers, | |
realestate investers, | |
Get the fuckin friend | |
like he' ll never be a customer | |
Dougy fresh clean, | |
on the scene chokin' Irene | |
We don' t do relationships | |
we' d rather have a fling, | |
my jeans and my shoes worth | |
more than a grand | |
40thousand in the car | |
keep em closer at hand, | |
Watch the stone in my ear | |
make the hoes go " Dang!" | |
and the women love me | |
cuz they know who I am | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the ' morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 2: Nelly Jermaine Dupri | |
I' m ridin high in tha | |
Sudan DeVille | |
Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
look herre ma now this the deal | |
while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
Then i like to Dissapurre | |
Like i' m David Copperfield | |
Man, Please, i' m 1 of the realist in rap! | |
Thats right how could I go broke | |
When i' m 1 of Bobs Cats | |
see If u didn' t well now u know | |
just Cock it back and let it Go | |
My muscle cars is so strong | |
The liscense say " BOWCO", | |
Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
reads, " BOWCO" | |
Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO | |
Hometown rider | |
St. louis Resider | |
Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
Garage look like priza | |
Motors i aint Jokin' | |
Check my Chick she smokin' | |
she sick wit it from | |
St. Louis to Oakland | |
Come On | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 3: Ali | |
It' s not a game | |
but ima still gon play in the streets | |
Ball hard ' till i fall | |
seven days of the week | |
On monday ima get up and go | |
and turn down the mall, | |
Chick wit some dantley | |
Puffy booty look small | |
On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul' s Shop, | |
Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
Friday ima G4 to the westcoast, | |
Hook up wit tha ese | |
Come back with the best Smokes | |
Saturday i like to down, | |
Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
with my 415 for | |
BBB beatin' dat Nitti | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the ' morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i leave up out the ' morn | |
they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy |
zuò qǔ : Gipp, Haynes, Jones, Moore | |
feat. Nelly | |
Boy: | |
This a Nitti beat! | |
Chorus: Ali Gipp Nelly | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
Hook: Nelly girl | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 1: Gipp | |
Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe | |
yea Gipp got 4 | |
krispy kreme in the paint | |
chrome on the toes | |
Snow blows out the AC, 45 Doors | |
and i never leave the club less its 45 hoes That' s right | |
Money hungry hustlers, | |
realestate investers, | |
Get the fuckin friend | |
like he' ll never be a customer | |
Dougy fresh clean, | |
on the scene chokin' Irene | |
We don' t do relationships | |
we' d rather have a fling, | |
my jeans and my shoes worth | |
more than a grand | |
40thousand in the car | |
keep em closer at hand, | |
Watch the stone in my ear | |
make the hoes go " Dang!" | |
and the women love me | |
cuz they know who I am | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the ' morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i leave up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 2: Nelly Jermaine Dupri | |
I' m ridin high in tha | |
Sudan DeVille | |
Creepin' slow on up that hill | |
Get to the top to stunt on Jack | |
We ride on down to Smash Jill | |
look herre ma now this the deal | |
while i go deep like Navy Seals, | |
Then i like to Dissapurre | |
Like i' m David Copperfield | |
Man, Please, i' m 1 of the realist in rap! | |
Thats right how could I go broke | |
When i' m 1 of Bobs Cats | |
see If u didn' t well now u know | |
just Cock it back and let it Go | |
My muscle cars is so strong | |
The liscense say " BOWCO", | |
Ya get it? my liscense plate | |
reads, " BOWCO" | |
Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO | |
Hometown rider | |
St. louis Resider | |
Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser | |
Garage look like priza | |
Motors i aint Jokin' | |
Check my Chick she smokin' | |
she sick wit it from | |
St. Louis to Oakland | |
Come On | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the mall | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i creep up out the mall | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy | |
Verse 3: Ali | |
It' s not a game | |
but ima still gon play in the streets | |
Ball hard ' till i fall | |
seven days of the week | |
On monday ima get up and go | |
and turn down the mall, | |
Chick wit some dantley | |
Puffy booty look small | |
On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul' s Shop, | |
Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop | |
Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore | |
Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more | |
Friday ima G4 to the westcoast, | |
Hook up wit tha ese | |
Come back with the best Smokes | |
Saturday i like to down, | |
Sunday I coupe to the City, | |
with my 415 for | |
BBB beatin' dat Nitti | |
Chorus: | |
When i pull up in the club | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i step up in the ' morn | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
im goin hard in the paint | |
we goin hard in the paint, | |
and when i creep up out the club | |
they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right | |
see they say thats not right, | |
and when i leave up out the ' morn | |
they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
ya see they say thats not right | |
Hook: | |
I bet yo bikes aint louda than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo rims aint higher than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo pockets aint fatter than mine | |
tell em daddy | |
I bet yo chick aint as bad as mine | |
kill em daddy |