| 作词 : Jones, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Let's make it happen | |
| Mmmhmm.. i mean it can't get mo' mobber | |
| Y'know, we like to buy our shit in bulk | |
| Y'know in volumes | |
| Y'know like costco? we **** with bosco | |
| (****in with bosco) you smell me? | |
| It's that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister | |
| Sssshit, beotch! | |
| Chorus: {all} | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| [t] your nose, ****in your nose like this | |
| [e] like that? [t] it's like that | |
| [e] like this! | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| [t] it's like this | |
| [e] like that? [t] like that | |
| [e] like this! (weeee, beeee) | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| [t] your nose, ****in your nose like this | |
| [e] like that? [t] it's like that | |
| [e] like this! | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| [t] it's like this | |
| [e] like that? [t] like that | |
| [e] like this! | |
| [b-legit] | |
| I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out | |
| Black beretta put the thirst out | |
| See i'm rollin in my truck, dick hardest to **** | |
| Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock | |
| I got bass rock tips, red-nose tits | |
| Las vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh) | |
| Spend g's overseas got 'em sprung on the game (sprung on the game) | |
| And all in amsterdam you was hearin my name | |
| I move raps over beats, tales from the street | |
| Concrete walker, straight male stalker | |
| (??) broken temple of hemp, i keep it simple | |
| Money all mine, i give a **** if you fine | |
| My crew, doggish, sic-wid-it hoggish | |
| Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in | |
| Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists | |
| And i'll be ****in they nose, like this (beeotch!) | |
| Chorus w/ minor variations | |
| [suga t] | |
| These bitches in competition (what what) | |
| But ain't gon' bust a grape in a food fight | |
| And nigga, you blowin hot air | |
| I don't care, i keep a spare square | |
| Bitches better beware, run up i dare you | |
| Suga t the boss bitch, hittin switches | |
| Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches | |
| I'm struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up | |
| Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up | |
| I still ride with yola copped in my cot | |
| Impulse with chops and still be a top notch | |
| ****in your nose, and yo' dome (and yo' dome) | |
| Man shot, let these haters know | |
| [d-shot] | |
| I was intrigued by the way things ran | |
| How it was done (what else) how a bitches mind was run | |
| So i hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink | |
| I asked him could i buy him a drink | |
| He said, "what can i do for you son?" i said i wish to pimp | |
| I want yo' same stroll, and i want yo' limp | |
| I want my mail to be as long as yours | |
| Sport big cars and breakin all the whores | |
| Load me up with your finest disk | |
| I'm only fifteen and i'm ready to pimp | |
| I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks | |
| I'm ****in they nose like this | |
| Chorus w/ variations | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| Aowwww, aowwww, i can feel it when you talk | |
| [e-40] when you talk | |
| Even when you walk | |
| [e-40] whenever i walk | |
| Won't you sprinkle me | |
| [e-40] sprinkle me mayne | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| [e-40] just what? sprinkle me mayne | |
| ****in they nose like this | |
| [e-40] uh-huh | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| [e-40] | |
| Beotch! remember me? | |
| From "i got a mirror in my pocket and i practice lookin hard" | |
| I'm in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buck-oh-fever | |
| Down (??) boulevard | |
| I does the thing to do peddle to the metal | |
| Punchin on the gas, great dipped caddy showin my ass | |
| Flamboastin, straight out of vallel' | |
| But i got this mack game, comin from oakland | |
| Niggaz love me, i'm a boss *i'm a boss) | |
| My accountant keith say that i should lease | |
| But see i'm ethnic, **** a tax write-off | |
| I'm off that st. ide's, i got that charlie in my deck | |
| I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck | |
| I'm seein two's, three's, oasises and mirages | |
| Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages | |
| Under my seat, military issue | |
| Spoofed up insurance, sr-22 | |
| A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, i'm grounded | |
| **** around and got my vehicle impounded | |
| Shit beotch, ****, elroy's roughed me up | |
| Them bitches knew i had power cause i got out within a month | |
| Chorus w/ variations | |
| [ad libs to fade] |
| zuo ci : Jones, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Let' s make it happen | |
| Mmmhmm.. i mean it can' t get mo' mobber | |
| Y' know, we like to buy our shit in bulk | |
| Y' know in volumes | |
| Y' know like costco? we with bosco | |
| in with bosco you smell me? | |
| It' s that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister | |
| Sssshit, beotch! | |
| Chorus: all | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t your nose, in your nose like this | |
| e like that? t it' s like that | |
| e like this! | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t it' s like this | |
| e like that? t like that | |
| e like this! weeee, beeee | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t your nose, in your nose like this | |
| e like that? t it' s like that | |
| e like this! | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t it' s like this | |
| e like that? t like that | |
| e like this! | |
| blegit | |
| I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out | |
| Black beretta put the thirst out | |
| See i' m rollin in my truck, dick hardest to | |
| Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock | |
| I got bass rock tips, rednose tits | |
| Las vegas chips better dub out here uhhuh | |
| Spend g' s overseas got ' em sprung on the game sprung on the game | |
| And all in amsterdam you was hearin my name | |
| I move raps over beats, tales from the street | |
| Concrete walker, straight male stalker | |
| ?? broken temple of hemp, i keep it simple | |
| Money all mine, i give a if you fine | |
| My crew, doggish, sicwidit hoggish | |
| Ball in twothousand, suckers ain' t allowed in | |
| Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists | |
| And i' ll be in they nose, like this beeotch! | |
| Chorus w minor variations | |
| suga t | |
| These bitches in competition what what | |
| But ain' t gon' bust a grape in a food fight | |
| And nigga, you blowin hot air | |
| I don' t care, i keep a spare square | |
| Bitches better beware, run up i dare you | |
| Suga t the boss bitch, hittin switches | |
| Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches | |
| I' m struttin my tools, fool give it up or shut up | |
| Been done mess around and got stuckup, set up | |
| I still ride with yola copped in my cot | |
| Impulse with chops and still be a top notch | |
| in your nose, and yo' dome and yo' dome | |
| Man shot, let these haters know | |
| dshot | |
| I was intrigued by the way things ran | |
| How it was done what else how a bitches mind was run | |
| So i hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink | |
| I asked him could i buy him a drink | |
| He said, " what can i do for you son?" i said i wish to pimp | |
| I want yo' same stroll, and i want yo' limp | |
| I want my mail to be as long as yours | |
| Sport big cars and breakin all the whores | |
| Load me up with your finest disk | |
| I' m only fifteen and i' m ready to pimp | |
| I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks | |
| I' m in they nose like this | |
| Chorus w variations | |
| in they nose like this | |
| Aowwww, aowwww, i can feel it when you talk | |
| e40 when you talk | |
| Even when you walk | |
| e40 whenever i walk | |
| Won' t you sprinkle me | |
| e40 sprinkle me mayne | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| e40 just what? sprinkle me mayne | |
| in they nose like this | |
| e40 uhhuh | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| e40 | |
| Beotch! remember me? | |
| From " i got a mirror in my pocket and i practice lookin hard" | |
| I' m in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buckohfever | |
| Down ?? boulevard | |
| I does the thing to do peddle to the metal | |
| Punchin on the gas, great dipped caddy showin my ass | |
| Flamboastin, straight out of vallel' | |
| But i got this mack game, comin from oakland | |
| Niggaz love me, i' m a boss i' m a boss | |
| My accountant keith say that i should lease | |
| But see i' m ethnic, a tax writeoff | |
| I' m off that st. ide' s, i got that charlie in my deck | |
| I' m dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck | |
| I' m seein two' s, three' s, oasises and mirages | |
| Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages | |
| Under my seat, military issue | |
| Spoofed up insurance, sr22 | |
| A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, i' m grounded | |
| around and got my vehicle impounded | |
| Shit beotch, , elroy' s roughed me up | |
| Them bitches knew i had power cause i got out within a month | |
| Chorus w variations | |
| ad libs to fade |
| zuò cí : Jones, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... | |
| Let' s make it happen | |
| Mmmhmm.. i mean it can' t get mo' mobber | |
| Y' know, we like to buy our shit in bulk | |
| Y' know in volumes | |
| Y' know like costco? we with bosco | |
| in with bosco you smell me? | |
| It' s that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister | |
| Sssshit, beotch! | |
| Chorus: all | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t your nose, in your nose like this | |
| e like that? t it' s like that | |
| e like this! | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t it' s like this | |
| e like that? t like that | |
| e like this! weeee, beeee | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t your nose, in your nose like this | |
| e like that? t it' s like that | |
| e like this! | |
| in they nose like this | |
| t it' s like this | |
| e like that? t like that | |
| e like this! | |
| blegit | |
| I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out | |
| Black beretta put the thirst out | |
| See i' m rollin in my truck, dick hardest to | |
| Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock | |
| I got bass rock tips, rednose tits | |
| Las vegas chips better dub out here uhhuh | |
| Spend g' s overseas got ' em sprung on the game sprung on the game | |
| And all in amsterdam you was hearin my name | |
| I move raps over beats, tales from the street | |
| Concrete walker, straight male stalker | |
| ?? broken temple of hemp, i keep it simple | |
| Money all mine, i give a if you fine | |
| My crew, doggish, sicwidit hoggish | |
| Ball in twothousand, suckers ain' t allowed in | |
| Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists | |
| And i' ll be in they nose, like this beeotch! | |
| Chorus w minor variations | |
| suga t | |
| These bitches in competition what what | |
| But ain' t gon' bust a grape in a food fight | |
| And nigga, you blowin hot air | |
| I don' t care, i keep a spare square | |
| Bitches better beware, run up i dare you | |
| Suga t the boss bitch, hittin switches | |
| Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches | |
| I' m struttin my tools, fool give it up or shut up | |
| Been done mess around and got stuckup, set up | |
| I still ride with yola copped in my cot | |
| Impulse with chops and still be a top notch | |
| in your nose, and yo' dome and yo' dome | |
| Man shot, let these haters know | |
| dshot | |
| I was intrigued by the way things ran | |
| How it was done what else how a bitches mind was run | |
| So i hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink | |
| I asked him could i buy him a drink | |
| He said, " what can i do for you son?" i said i wish to pimp | |
| I want yo' same stroll, and i want yo' limp | |
| I want my mail to be as long as yours | |
| Sport big cars and breakin all the whores | |
| Load me up with your finest disk | |
| I' m only fifteen and i' m ready to pimp | |
| I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks | |
| I' m in they nose like this | |
| Chorus w variations | |
| in they nose like this | |
| Aowwww, aowwww, i can feel it when you talk | |
| e40 when you talk | |
| Even when you walk | |
| e40 whenever i walk | |
| Won' t you sprinkle me | |
| e40 sprinkle me mayne | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| e40 just what? sprinkle me mayne | |
| in they nose like this | |
| e40 uhhuh | |
| Just thank you, thank you | |
| e40 | |
| Beotch! remember me? | |
| From " i got a mirror in my pocket and i practice lookin hard" | |
| I' m in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buckohfever | |
| Down ?? boulevard | |
| I does the thing to do peddle to the metal | |
| Punchin on the gas, great dipped caddy showin my ass | |
| Flamboastin, straight out of vallel' | |
| But i got this mack game, comin from oakland | |
| Niggaz love me, i' m a boss i' m a boss | |
| My accountant keith say that i should lease | |
| But see i' m ethnic, a tax writeoff | |
| I' m off that st. ide' s, i got that charlie in my deck | |
| I' m dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck | |
| I' m seein two' s, three' s, oasises and mirages | |
| Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages | |
| Under my seat, military issue | |
| Spoofed up insurance, sr22 | |
| A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, i' m grounded | |
| around and got my vehicle impounded | |
| Shit beotch, , elroy' s roughed me up | |
| Them bitches knew i had power cause i got out within a month | |
| Chorus w variations | |
| ad libs to fade |
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