My Advice 2 You Lyrics
| Song | My Advice 2 You |
| Artist | Gang Starr |
| Album | Moment Of Truth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Elam, Martin | |
| Yo yo gu-rizzi, yo | |
| Yo whassup son? | |
| Yo man, youknowhatimean? i need this money man | |
| Get up out in these, in these streets man | |
| Yo, so what's the deal god? | |
| I'm sayin, what you need though? | |
| Yo let me have like, two or three, three g's man | |
| I'm sayin, i'm sayin son man | |
| You know what happened last time though | |
| I gotta do what i gotta do man, i gotta eat man | |
| Whassup man? oh your baby momma stressin you? ... | |
| Way past the days of the deuce me and you stays a crew | |
| Only a few percent knew what me and you went through | |
| We've been sent to dominate, these corny come-lates | |
| And set this crooked rap shit straight from crenshaw to castlegate | |
| Like pete and cl, i reminisce over days | |
| From the streets of boston to new york and all the ways | |
| For certain niggaz to blow up, and crime paid | |
| But my praise goes to the most high | |
| Cause some nights i got so wild yo, i almost died | |
| Some stuff i got into, really scarred my mental | |
| Pops wasn't tryin to hear it, cause of what he been through | |
| Still, like my nigga havoc said, sometimes you gotta | |
| Hit your crew off, so they can make some bread | |
| Cause no matter the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar | |
| And things in this world are more fucked up than ever | |
| So let's make this bond to keep this hip-hop strong | |
| You a man baby pop you know right from wrong | |
| So stay out of trouble, and that goes for me too | |
| That's what we need to do, that's my advice to you... | |
| You remember what happened last time, when you got knocked | |
| Doin your thing, sewin shit up on the block | |
| You need to stop, fore you get caught again | |
| Or you get shot and i lose another friend | |
| "any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| "think twice" | |
| My advice to you, cut down on champagne and booze | |
| For a nigga like me, most time that shit's bad news | |
| It's like lightin a fuse whether it's sneakers or shoes | |
| Cause somebody always wanna step up to start a feud | |
| It's like set-tin it off but not the movie | |
| Plus let's get some real women forget floozies and the groupies | |
| Cause they spell mad problems from watts to harlem | |
| And the bullshit won't stop long as the world's revolvin | |
| And i recall when niggaz knew my pops had clout | |
| But they didn't know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out | |
| And they was seein if i wanted to come bubble with them | |
| And make my ends triple and double with them | |
| And get in trouble with them, now memories of them | |
| I wear em in my heart like a emblem | |
| I doubt we'd ever be bigtime sellin dope coke or dust | |
| It's killin us, let's take our people and make a exodus | |
| Annhilation, inhilation through the lungs | |
| Or extermination, by the use of dirty guns | |
| Triple beam dreams and drug schemes of mad cream | |
| Could be a sad scene when you go to that extreme | |
| "any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| "think twice" | |
| "my advice is to you..." |
| zuo ci : Elam, Martin | |
| Yo yo gurizzi, yo | |
| Yo whassup son? | |
| Yo man, youknowhatimean? i need this money man | |
| Get up out in these, in these streets man | |
| Yo, so what' s the deal god? | |
| I' m sayin, what you need though? | |
| Yo let me have like, two or three, three g' s man | |
| I' m sayin, i' m sayin son man | |
| You know what happened last time though | |
| I gotta do what i gotta do man, i gotta eat man | |
| Whassup man? oh your baby momma stressin you? ... | |
| Way past the days of the deuce me and you stays a crew | |
| Only a few percent knew what me and you went through | |
| We' ve been sent to dominate, these corny comelates | |
| And set this crooked rap shit straight from crenshaw to castlegate | |
| Like pete and cl, i reminisce over days | |
| From the streets of boston to new york and all the ways | |
| For certain niggaz to blow up, and crime paid | |
| But my praise goes to the most high | |
| Cause some nights i got so wild yo, i almost died | |
| Some stuff i got into, really scarred my mental | |
| Pops wasn' t tryin to hear it, cause of what he been through | |
| Still, like my nigga havoc said, sometimes you gotta | |
| Hit your crew off, so they can make some bread | |
| Cause no matter the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar | |
| And things in this world are more fucked up than ever | |
| So let' s make this bond to keep this hiphop strong | |
| You a man baby pop you know right from wrong | |
| So stay out of trouble, and that goes for me too | |
| That' s what we need to do, that' s my advice to you... | |
| You remember what happened last time, when you got knocked | |
| Doin your thing, sewin shit up on the block | |
| You need to stop, fore you get caught again | |
| Or you get shot and i lose another friend | |
| " any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| " think twice" | |
| My advice to you, cut down on champagne and booze | |
| For a nigga like me, most time that shit' s bad news | |
| It' s like lightin a fuse whether it' s sneakers or shoes | |
| Cause somebody always wanna step up to start a feud | |
| It' s like settin it off but not the movie | |
| Plus let' s get some real women forget floozies and the groupies | |
| Cause they spell mad problems from watts to harlem | |
| And the bullshit won' t stop long as the world' s revolvin | |
| And i recall when niggaz knew my pops had clout | |
| But they didn' t know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out | |
| And they was seein if i wanted to come bubble with them | |
| And make my ends triple and double with them | |
| And get in trouble with them, now memories of them | |
| I wear em in my heart like a emblem | |
| I doubt we' d ever be bigtime sellin dope coke or dust | |
| It' s killin us, let' s take our people and make a exodus | |
| Annhilation, inhilation through the lungs | |
| Or extermination, by the use of dirty guns | |
| Triple beam dreams and drug schemes of mad cream | |
| Could be a sad scene when you go to that extreme | |
| " any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| " think twice" | |
| " my advice is to you..." |
| zuò cí : Elam, Martin | |
| Yo yo gurizzi, yo | |
| Yo whassup son? | |
| Yo man, youknowhatimean? i need this money man | |
| Get up out in these, in these streets man | |
| Yo, so what' s the deal god? | |
| I' m sayin, what you need though? | |
| Yo let me have like, two or three, three g' s man | |
| I' m sayin, i' m sayin son man | |
| You know what happened last time though | |
| I gotta do what i gotta do man, i gotta eat man | |
| Whassup man? oh your baby momma stressin you? ... | |
| Way past the days of the deuce me and you stays a crew | |
| Only a few percent knew what me and you went through | |
| We' ve been sent to dominate, these corny comelates | |
| And set this crooked rap shit straight from crenshaw to castlegate | |
| Like pete and cl, i reminisce over days | |
| From the streets of boston to new york and all the ways | |
| For certain niggaz to blow up, and crime paid | |
| But my praise goes to the most high | |
| Cause some nights i got so wild yo, i almost died | |
| Some stuff i got into, really scarred my mental | |
| Pops wasn' t tryin to hear it, cause of what he been through | |
| Still, like my nigga havoc said, sometimes you gotta | |
| Hit your crew off, so they can make some bread | |
| Cause no matter the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar | |
| And things in this world are more fucked up than ever | |
| So let' s make this bond to keep this hiphop strong | |
| You a man baby pop you know right from wrong | |
| So stay out of trouble, and that goes for me too | |
| That' s what we need to do, that' s my advice to you... | |
| You remember what happened last time, when you got knocked | |
| Doin your thing, sewin shit up on the block | |
| You need to stop, fore you get caught again | |
| Or you get shot and i lose another friend | |
| " any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| " think twice" | |
| My advice to you, cut down on champagne and booze | |
| For a nigga like me, most time that shit' s bad news | |
| It' s like lightin a fuse whether it' s sneakers or shoes | |
| Cause somebody always wanna step up to start a feud | |
| It' s like settin it off but not the movie | |
| Plus let' s get some real women forget floozies and the groupies | |
| Cause they spell mad problems from watts to harlem | |
| And the bullshit won' t stop long as the world' s revolvin | |
| And i recall when niggaz knew my pops had clout | |
| But they didn' t know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out | |
| And they was seein if i wanted to come bubble with them | |
| And make my ends triple and double with them | |
| And get in trouble with them, now memories of them | |
| I wear em in my heart like a emblem | |
| I doubt we' d ever be bigtime sellin dope coke or dust | |
| It' s killin us, let' s take our people and make a exodus | |
| Annhilation, inhilation through the lungs | |
| Or extermination, by the use of dirty guns | |
| Triple beam dreams and drug schemes of mad cream | |
| Could be a sad scene when you go to that extreme | |
| " any man with the plan is precise with his life" | |
| " think twice" | |
| " my advice is to you..." |
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