| 作词 : Pac Div | |
| 作曲 : Pac Div | |
| [Intro] | |
| The system is designed for you to be apart of it | |
| Declare your independence | |
| The Div | |
| Pac Div (Whuddup!) | |
| Be Young (Whuddup!) | |
| Big Mibbs (Whuddup!) | |
| Like | |
| [Hook] | |
| I send a highfive to all my homies (Hey!) | |
| Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) | |
| But if you've been down from day one | |
| [Verse 1: Mibbs] | |
| You know that we be up all night, like cemetery niggas | |
| If you lack our sight, you ain't a visionary nigga | |
| I check my flight on my intinuary nigga | |
| When I say I'm fly I meant literally nigga | |
| Independant nigga, do it on my own | |
| Cali bread baby, so I do it for my home | |
| Don't spend my career trying to keep up with the jones's | |
| Maybe in 10 years we gon' feel like the Ramon's | |
| It's on (Mhm), praise the lord. Lets hop in your Honda and get on a course | |
| Remember the days when we all slept on the floor | |
| Now it's hotel suites and I can't remember my floors | |
| So.. | |
| [Hook] | |
| Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) | |
| Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) | |
| But if you've been down from day one | |
| [Verse 2: Be Young] | |
| Fangs cobra, venom in the range rover | |
| Currensy exchanged, now we bring the change over | |
| Payola, dope now we make quotas | |
| Girls in my sheets, let 'em go and play toga | |
| Tape yoga, niggas smokin' eighth quarter | |
| At the border dogs prolly smelling stank on us | |
| Can't clone 'em, live and you know the script | |
| Men on fire, so we start Jim Rome N' Shit | |
| Scream on 'em, and I let the team on 'em | |
| Either way it go it feel like killer bees swarmin' | |
| Won't knock a niggas ground, but I spill his beans for em | |
| These niggas foolin' fans, they just stealing seeds for em' | |
| Huh.. | |
| [Hook] | |
| Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) | |
| Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) | |
| But if you've been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| [Verse 3: Like] | |
| Thankful to see another day | |
| Thanking god for opportunities that come my way | |
| 'long as my people get paid, 'long as we grubbin' straight | |
| We tryin' to eat 'till we full so grab another plate | |
| Peace signs to our supporters cause your love is great | |
| And middle fingers to the ones who hate | |
| Has some drama up at the labels, sorry for the wait | |
| But you know with patience, comes greatness so better late.. then never | |
| However, we been cookin' up at the hideout, scribblin' you's a whiteout | |
| Just so you could vibe out. Smoke 2 when you ride out | |
| Cleanin' up all my wrongs. Tryin' to take the right route | |
| They tryin' to take the life out | |
| Our essence, but we hold it near and dear next to the bible | |
| And our Smith and Wesson, givin' blessings in a form of 16's | |
| One in the chamber, one in the head of executives ****in' the game up | |
| One in the head of Roxy, for ****in' the name up | |
| One in the head of police for they criminal nature | |
| Discriminating against my people is hatred | |
| Infinite ways to love, my niggas lets make it | |
| And oh yeah.. | |
| [Hook] | |
| Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) | |
| Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) | |
| But if you've been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) | |
| Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) | |
| But if you've been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. |
| zuo ci : Pac Div | |
| zuo qu : Pac Div | |
| Intro | |
| The system is designed for you to be apart of it | |
| Declare your independence | |
| The Div | |
| Pac Div Whuddup! | |
| Be Young Whuddup! | |
| Big Mibbs Whuddup! | |
| Like | |
| Hook | |
| I send a highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| Verse 1: Mibbs | |
| You know that we be up all night, like cemetery niggas | |
| If you lack our sight, you ain' t a visionary nigga | |
| I check my flight on my intinuary nigga | |
| When I say I' m fly I meant literally nigga | |
| Independant nigga, do it on my own | |
| Cali bread baby, so I do it for my home | |
| Don' t spend my career trying to keep up with the jones' s | |
| Maybe in 10 years we gon' feel like the Ramon' s | |
| It' s on Mhm, praise the lord. Lets hop in your Honda and get on a course | |
| Remember the days when we all slept on the floor | |
| Now it' s hotel suites and I can' t remember my floors | |
| So.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| Verse 2: Be Young | |
| Fangs cobra, venom in the range rover | |
| Currensy exchanged, now we bring the change over | |
| Payola, dope now we make quotas | |
| Girls in my sheets, let ' em go and play toga | |
| Tape yoga, niggas smokin' eighth quarter | |
| At the border dogs prolly smelling stank on us | |
| Can' t clone ' em, live and you know the script | |
| Men on fire, so we start Jim Rome N' Shit | |
| Scream on ' em, and I let the team on ' em | |
| Either way it go it feel like killer bees swarmin' | |
| Won' t knock a niggas ground, but I spill his beans for em | |
| These niggas foolin' fans, they just stealing seeds for em' | |
| Huh.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| Verse 3: Like | |
| Thankful to see another day | |
| Thanking god for opportunities that come my way | |
| ' long as my people get paid, ' long as we grubbin' straight | |
| We tryin' to eat ' till we full so grab another plate | |
| Peace signs to our supporters cause your love is great | |
| And middle fingers to the ones who hate | |
| Has some drama up at the labels, sorry for the wait | |
| But you know with patience, comes greatness so better late.. then never | |
| However, we been cookin' up at the hideout, scribblin' you' s a whiteout | |
| Just so you could vibe out. Smoke 2 when you ride out | |
| Cleanin' up all my wrongs. Tryin' to take the right route | |
| They tryin' to take the life out | |
| Our essence, but we hold it near and dear next to the bible | |
| And our Smith and Wesson, givin' blessings in a form of 16' s | |
| One in the chamber, one in the head of executives in' the game up | |
| One in the head of Roxy, for in' the name up | |
| One in the head of police for they criminal nature | |
| Discriminating against my people is hatred | |
| Infinite ways to love, my niggas lets make it | |
| And oh yeah.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. |
| zuò cí : Pac Div | |
| zuò qǔ : Pac Div | |
| Intro | |
| The system is designed for you to be apart of it | |
| Declare your independence | |
| The Div | |
| Pac Div Whuddup! | |
| Be Young Whuddup! | |
| Big Mibbs Whuddup! | |
| Like | |
| Hook | |
| I send a highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| Verse 1: Mibbs | |
| You know that we be up all night, like cemetery niggas | |
| If you lack our sight, you ain' t a visionary nigga | |
| I check my flight on my intinuary nigga | |
| When I say I' m fly I meant literally nigga | |
| Independant nigga, do it on my own | |
| Cali bread baby, so I do it for my home | |
| Don' t spend my career trying to keep up with the jones' s | |
| Maybe in 10 years we gon' feel like the Ramon' s | |
| It' s on Mhm, praise the lord. Lets hop in your Honda and get on a course | |
| Remember the days when we all slept on the floor | |
| Now it' s hotel suites and I can' t remember my floors | |
| So.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| Verse 2: Be Young | |
| Fangs cobra, venom in the range rover | |
| Currensy exchanged, now we bring the change over | |
| Payola, dope now we make quotas | |
| Girls in my sheets, let ' em go and play toga | |
| Tape yoga, niggas smokin' eighth quarter | |
| At the border dogs prolly smelling stank on us | |
| Can' t clone ' em, live and you know the script | |
| Men on fire, so we start Jim Rome N' Shit | |
| Scream on ' em, and I let the team on ' em | |
| Either way it go it feel like killer bees swarmin' | |
| Won' t knock a niggas ground, but I spill his beans for em | |
| These niggas foolin' fans, they just stealing seeds for em' | |
| Huh.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| Verse 3: Like | |
| Thankful to see another day | |
| Thanking god for opportunities that come my way | |
| ' long as my people get paid, ' long as we grubbin' straight | |
| We tryin' to eat ' till we full so grab another plate | |
| Peace signs to our supporters cause your love is great | |
| And middle fingers to the ones who hate | |
| Has some drama up at the labels, sorry for the wait | |
| But you know with patience, comes greatness so better late.. then never | |
| However, we been cookin' up at the hideout, scribblin' you' s a whiteout | |
| Just so you could vibe out. Smoke 2 when you ride out | |
| Cleanin' up all my wrongs. Tryin' to take the right route | |
| They tryin' to take the life out | |
| Our essence, but we hold it near and dear next to the bible | |
| And our Smith and Wesson, givin' blessings in a form of 16' s | |
| One in the chamber, one in the head of executives in' the game up | |
| One in the head of Roxy, for in' the name up | |
| One in the head of police for they criminal nature | |
| Discriminating against my people is hatred | |
| Infinite ways to love, my niggas lets make it | |
| And oh yeah.. | |
| Hook | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. | |
| Highfive to all my homies Hey! | |
| Middle finger to all the police Hey! | |
| And I bust shots at all the phonies Hey! | |
| But if you' ve been down from day one | |
| You Know.. You Know.. |
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