| 作词 : Armstrong, Brown, Copeland ... | |
| (feat. Geto Boys) | |
| [ Scarface ] | |
| I like to teach the world to be | |
| A dope man just like me | |
| I like to front the world some coke | |
| And let them sell for me | |
| Born in the ghetto as a street thug | |
| At age 16 I started sellin' cheap drugs | |
| Ecstasy will cost you 3 | |
| A year later I robbed a dope house and stole a ki | |
| 36 is what I count | |
| Now multiply 36 with 700 a ounce | |
| Bag it up and make my profit | |
| But some pussy muthafucka in offices tryin' to stop it | |
| [ Bushwick Bill ] | |
| And the bastard that's stoppin' the bus | |
| Is the same muthafucka that delivers to us | |
| He's payin' off the cops | |
| Triple-crossin the middle man tryin' to give the smaller pusher power | |
| [ Willie D ] | |
| The politicians are players | |
| Reagan and Bush were cuttin tough on Noriega | |
| Now the juices are sour | |
| Remember politician means schemin' for power | |
| (You know what a hossa is? | |
| That's a pig that don't fly straight) --> Tony Montana | |
| [ Scarface ] | |
| Now let's go back to the past | |
| The muthafucka who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan's ass | |
| Appointed Bush to the C.I.A. | |
| (That shit was cold | |
| Put Noriega on the payroll) | |
| All of a sudden shit changed | |
| Right after '88 (Yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| Hmm - ain't that strange? | |
| Some think I'm goin' too far | |
| But if you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war | |
| [ Bushwick Bill ] | |
| They don't care about niggas on welfare | |
| As long as their kind ain't there | |
| You've got my ki's on a freeze | |
| Muthafucka, my city's under siege | |
| (Today's special is ghetto dope) | |
| [ Willie D ] | |
| Willie D sell out, you can squash that fast | |
| Here's a hit and a half for your ass | |
| Police brutality is now a formality | |
| They're kickin' our ass and we're payin their salary | |
| [ Scarface ] | |
| The average cop with a badge is a bitch | |
| Back in high school they used to get their fuckin' ass kicked | |
| All of a sudden they're snappin' necks | |
| Puttin' niggas in check, makin' threats, sayin' I'm next | |
| [ Willie D ] | |
| I laugh at a muthafuckin law man | |
| Without the piece, bitch, you're nothin' but a raw man | |
| You couldn't hang if you were cappin' or punchin' | |
| (So go suck a dick and write or ticket or somethin') | |
| [ Scarface ] | |
| Can't understand my city's under siege | |
| Till the Ak clockin g's | |
| Got a Coupe De Ville, got a rag and ridin '83s | |
| Copper wanna play the Ak | |
| Guess they think I'm slayin' crack | |
| Muthafuck the '50s, they can't stop me, got my corner back | |
| Rocks and rocks and rocks galore | |
| I left the cut and then I swore | |
| Never be a stupid ass, I'll never leave the cut no more | |
| The dope game ain't no joke | |
| [ Willie D ] | |
| Muthafuckas will die for this, they go for broke | |
| Rock houses open and busted | |
| And the bitch that got you busted | |
| (Was the bitch that you trusted) | |
| Pimp on me, and I'll make bail | |
| Hunt you down and kick your ass through the goalposts of hell | |
| (Are you lighter on a female figure?) | |
| Hell nah, I fuck her up just like I fuck up a nigga | |
| Red, grab the pump (Bill, pass me my 9 | |
| Now tell 'em what's on your mind) | |
| [ Bushwick Bill ] | |
| You goddamn parents are a trip | |
| The streets got your babies cause you're full of that bullshit | |
| You tell your kids drugs'll fuck up their health | |
| And you're geekin' your goddamn self | |
| But I won't blame it all on you | |
| You stupid-ass teachers can suck my dick too | |
| I walk around with a smirk | |
| Fuck school, fuck curfew, fuck homework | |
| And muthafuck a damn cop | |
| I never ride down my block without my gun bein' cocked | |
| You won't get a chance to slay me | |
| I wont' be an accident like Ada Delaney | |
| So when you step out of line | |
| (*shots*) I'm goin' for mine | |
| D.O.A. is how they pronounce you | |
| No suspect, no motive, no clue | |
| When you hoes say 'stop', I be damned if I freeze | |
| I truly believe my city's under siege | |
| (Today's special is ghetto dope) |
| zuo ci : Armstrong, Brown, Copeland ... | |
| feat. Geto Boys | |
| Scarface | |
| I like to teach the world to be | |
| A dope man just like me | |
| I like to front the world some coke | |
| And let them sell for me | |
| Born in the ghetto as a street thug | |
| At age 16 I started sellin' cheap drugs | |
| Ecstasy will cost you 3 | |
| A year later I robbed a dope house and stole a ki | |
| 36 is what I count | |
| Now multiply 36 with 700 a ounce | |
| Bag it up and make my profit | |
| But some pussy muthafucka in offices tryin' to stop it | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| And the bastard that' s stoppin' the bus | |
| Is the same muthafucka that delivers to us | |
| He' s payin' off the cops | |
| Triplecrossin the middle man tryin' to give the smaller pusher power | |
| Willie D | |
| The politicians are players | |
| Reagan and Bush were cuttin tough on Noriega | |
| Now the juices are sour | |
| Remember politician means schemin' for power | |
| You know what a hossa is? | |
| That' s a pig that don' t fly straight Tony Montana | |
| Scarface | |
| Now let' s go back to the past | |
| The muthafucka who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan' s ass | |
| Appointed Bush to the C. I. A. | |
| That shit was cold | |
| Put Noriega on the payroll | |
| All of a sudden shit changed | |
| Right after ' 88 Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Hmm ain' t that strange? | |
| Some think I' m goin' too far | |
| But if you wanna go to war, I' ll take you to war | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| They don' t care about niggas on welfare | |
| As long as their kind ain' t there | |
| You' ve got my ki' s on a freeze | |
| Muthafucka, my city' s under siege | |
| Today' s special is ghetto dope | |
| Willie D | |
| Willie D sell out, you can squash that fast | |
| Here' s a hit and a half for your ass | |
| Police brutality is now a formality | |
| They' re kickin' our ass and we' re payin their salary | |
| Scarface | |
| The average cop with a badge is a bitch | |
| Back in high school they used to get their fuckin' ass kicked | |
| All of a sudden they' re snappin' necks | |
| Puttin' niggas in check, makin' threats, sayin' I' m next | |
| Willie D | |
| I laugh at a muthafuckin law man | |
| Without the piece, bitch, you' re nothin' but a raw man | |
| You couldn' t hang if you were cappin' or punchin' | |
| So go suck a dick and write or ticket or somethin' | |
| Scarface | |
| Can' t understand my city' s under siege | |
| Till the Ak clockin g' s | |
| Got a Coupe De Ville, got a rag and ridin ' 83s | |
| Copper wanna play the Ak | |
| Guess they think I' m slayin' crack | |
| Muthafuck the ' 50s, they can' t stop me, got my corner back | |
| Rocks and rocks and rocks galore | |
| I left the cut and then I swore | |
| Never be a stupid ass, I' ll never leave the cut no more | |
| The dope game ain' t no joke | |
| Willie D | |
| Muthafuckas will die for this, they go for broke | |
| Rock houses open and busted | |
| And the bitch that got you busted | |
| Was the bitch that you trusted | |
| Pimp on me, and I' ll make bail | |
| Hunt you down and kick your ass through the goalposts of hell | |
| Are you lighter on a female figure? | |
| Hell nah, I fuck her up just like I fuck up a nigga | |
| Red, grab the pump Bill, pass me my 9 | |
| Now tell ' em what' s on your mind | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| You goddamn parents are a trip | |
| The streets got your babies cause you' re full of that bullshit | |
| You tell your kids drugs' ll fuck up their health | |
| And you' re geekin' your goddamn self | |
| But I won' t blame it all on you | |
| You stupidass teachers can suck my dick too | |
| I walk around with a smirk | |
| Fuck school, fuck curfew, fuck homework | |
| And muthafuck a damn cop | |
| I never ride down my block without my gun bein' cocked | |
| You won' t get a chance to slay me | |
| I wont' be an accident like Ada Delaney | |
| So when you step out of line | |
| shots I' m goin' for mine | |
| D. O. A. is how they pronounce you | |
| No suspect, no motive, no clue | |
| When you hoes say ' stop', I be damned if I freeze | |
| I truly believe my city' s under siege | |
| Today' s special is ghetto dope |
| zuò cí : Armstrong, Brown, Copeland ... | |
| feat. Geto Boys | |
| Scarface | |
| I like to teach the world to be | |
| A dope man just like me | |
| I like to front the world some coke | |
| And let them sell for me | |
| Born in the ghetto as a street thug | |
| At age 16 I started sellin' cheap drugs | |
| Ecstasy will cost you 3 | |
| A year later I robbed a dope house and stole a ki | |
| 36 is what I count | |
| Now multiply 36 with 700 a ounce | |
| Bag it up and make my profit | |
| But some pussy muthafucka in offices tryin' to stop it | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| And the bastard that' s stoppin' the bus | |
| Is the same muthafucka that delivers to us | |
| He' s payin' off the cops | |
| Triplecrossin the middle man tryin' to give the smaller pusher power | |
| Willie D | |
| The politicians are players | |
| Reagan and Bush were cuttin tough on Noriega | |
| Now the juices are sour | |
| Remember politician means schemin' for power | |
| You know what a hossa is? | |
| That' s a pig that don' t fly straight Tony Montana | |
| Scarface | |
| Now let' s go back to the past | |
| The muthafucka who needs to be tried is Ronald Reagan' s ass | |
| Appointed Bush to the C. I. A. | |
| That shit was cold | |
| Put Noriega on the payroll | |
| All of a sudden shit changed | |
| Right after ' 88 Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Hmm ain' t that strange? | |
| Some think I' m goin' too far | |
| But if you wanna go to war, I' ll take you to war | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| They don' t care about niggas on welfare | |
| As long as their kind ain' t there | |
| You' ve got my ki' s on a freeze | |
| Muthafucka, my city' s under siege | |
| Today' s special is ghetto dope | |
| Willie D | |
| Willie D sell out, you can squash that fast | |
| Here' s a hit and a half for your ass | |
| Police brutality is now a formality | |
| They' re kickin' our ass and we' re payin their salary | |
| Scarface | |
| The average cop with a badge is a bitch | |
| Back in high school they used to get their fuckin' ass kicked | |
| All of a sudden they' re snappin' necks | |
| Puttin' niggas in check, makin' threats, sayin' I' m next | |
| Willie D | |
| I laugh at a muthafuckin law man | |
| Without the piece, bitch, you' re nothin' but a raw man | |
| You couldn' t hang if you were cappin' or punchin' | |
| So go suck a dick and write or ticket or somethin' | |
| Scarface | |
| Can' t understand my city' s under siege | |
| Till the Ak clockin g' s | |
| Got a Coupe De Ville, got a rag and ridin ' 83s | |
| Copper wanna play the Ak | |
| Guess they think I' m slayin' crack | |
| Muthafuck the ' 50s, they can' t stop me, got my corner back | |
| Rocks and rocks and rocks galore | |
| I left the cut and then I swore | |
| Never be a stupid ass, I' ll never leave the cut no more | |
| The dope game ain' t no joke | |
| Willie D | |
| Muthafuckas will die for this, they go for broke | |
| Rock houses open and busted | |
| And the bitch that got you busted | |
| Was the bitch that you trusted | |
| Pimp on me, and I' ll make bail | |
| Hunt you down and kick your ass through the goalposts of hell | |
| Are you lighter on a female figure? | |
| Hell nah, I fuck her up just like I fuck up a nigga | |
| Red, grab the pump Bill, pass me my 9 | |
| Now tell ' em what' s on your mind | |
| Bushwick Bill | |
| You goddamn parents are a trip | |
| The streets got your babies cause you' re full of that bullshit | |
| You tell your kids drugs' ll fuck up their health | |
| And you' re geekin' your goddamn self | |
| But I won' t blame it all on you | |
| You stupidass teachers can suck my dick too | |
| I walk around with a smirk | |
| Fuck school, fuck curfew, fuck homework | |
| And muthafuck a damn cop | |
| I never ride down my block without my gun bein' cocked | |
| You won' t get a chance to slay me | |
| I wont' be an accident like Ada Delaney | |
| So when you step out of line | |
| shots I' m goin' for mine | |
| D. O. A. is how they pronounce you | |
| No suspect, no motive, no clue | |
| When you hoes say ' stop', I be damned if I freeze | |
| I truly believe my city' s under siege | |
| Today' s special is ghetto dope |
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