Song | Give Up The Goods (Just Step) - LP Version |
Artist | Mobb Deep |
Album | The Infamous |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Davis, Johnson, Muchita, Perry ... |
[00:10.92] | Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash |
[00:13.34] | I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast |
[00:15.79] | The fool retaliated so I had to think fast |
[00:18.44] | Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last |
[00:20.88] | Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? |
[00:23.39] | I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay |
[00:26.02] | They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing |
[00:29.20] | I'll do mine kid stay outta my way" |
[00:30.95] | It's type hard tryna survive in New York state |
[00:33.29] | Can't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum plate |
[00:35.94] | Po po comes around and tries to relocate me |
[00:38.32] | Lock me up forever but they can't deflate me cause |
[00:41.23] | Havin' cash is highly addictive |
[00:43.74] | Especially when you're used to havin' money to live with |
[00:46.16] | I thought step back look at my life as a whole |
[00:48.52] | Ain't no love it seems the devil done stole my soul |
[00:50.98] | I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helpin' ya |
[00:53.85] | I'm tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular |
[00:56.53] | Yo Big Noyd! (What up cuzin'?) I can't cope |
[00:58.38] | With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope |
[01:01.15] | Yo it's the r - a double p |
[01:02.96] | E - r, n - o - y - d |
[01:04.82] | Niggas can't fuck with me |
[01:06.18] | Comin' straight outta QB |
[01:07.74] | Pushin' an Infiniti |
[01:08.95] | You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? |
[01:11.48] | Definitely, to the death of me |
[01:13.14] | Come and test me |
[01:13.98] | Trust me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me |
[01:16.50] | So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause I'mma blast you |
[01:19.02] | My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual |
[01:21.25] | I'm born wit' it |
[01:23.21] | I'm gettin' on wit' it |
[01:24.11] | An' I'mma have it 'til I'm fuckin' dead and gone wit' it |
[01:26.37] | Cause I'm a what? Composer of hardcore |
[01:28.89] | A lyrical destructor |
[01:30.20] | Don't make me buck ya, cause I'm a wild muthafucka |
[01:32.51] | You know my flow, you know my stilo |
[01:34.76] | Even pack my gat when I go to see my PO |
[01:36.83] | Jump out my hooptie |
[01:38.14] | Pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty |
[01:40.11] | In case my PO try to troop me to the island |
[01:42.74] | And if I start wildin' |
[01:44.15] | Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice gold medallions |
[01:47.24] | But she didn't violate me, so I escaped see |
[01:49.82] | Back to Queen's pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream |
[01:52.44] | Know what I mean? I'm a natural born hustler |
[01:54.70] | Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya |
[01:57.33] | Yo babe no time for fakin' jacks |
[01:58.58] | Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs |
[02:01.15] | The streets is real can't roll without steel |
[02:03.72] | I feel how I feel cause I was born to kill |
[02:05.83] | Do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal |
[02:07.89] | Brothers is starvin', don't try to find a job son |
[02:10.40] | It's all about robbin' |
[02:11.55] | So don't be alarmed |
[02:12.40] | When we come through, cause we supposed to |
[02:14.12] | If you opposed to |
[02:14.87] | Get your face blown dude, off the map |
[02:17.43] | Cause I react, attack |
[02:18.65] | A brother wasn't blessed with wealth so I act like that |
[02:20.95] | Drug dealin' |
[02:21.81] | I'm frontin on the world once I start 4-wheelin' |
[02:25.17] | Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride |
[02:28.49] | Sippin E & J, gettin' bent all night |
[02:31.11] | Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life |
[02:33.71] | Step to his business cause it's only right |
[02:36.13] | Po po ain't around so I grab my pound |
[02:38.55] | Money retaliated so I hit the ground |
[02:40.96] | My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down |
[02:43.58] | Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga |
[02:47.01] | That ain't even from my town |
[02:48.56] | Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down dead |
[02:51.60] | And up from under the benches I started hearin' sirens |
[02:54.53] | I stop firin' |
[02:55.29] | He cut ass like a diamond |
[02:56.65] | Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief |
[02:59.38] | Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window |
[03:02.45] | Call my son, "yo son we got beef |
[03:04.16] | But no question |
[03:05.11] | Money had a problem so I solved him" |
[03:07.07] | I got my mind on the stick-up now it's time to get paid |
[03:10.40] | Thinkin' of ways to take loot already made |
[03:13.14] | There's crime in the air, ain't no time to be afraid |
[03:15.41] | Gimme yours and get laid |
[03:17.63] | Give up the goods and get sprayed |
[03:20.65] | I got lots of love, for my crew that is |
[03:25.59] | No love for them other crews and rival kids |
[03:27.96] | All them out-a-town niggas know what time it is |
[03:30.44] | And if they don't they need to buy a watch |
[03:32.76] | Word up |
[03:33.32] | Caught up in the cross-fire get theyself hurt |
[03:35.54] | While I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup |
[03:37.86] | On a park bench on 12th st., my whole crew's famous |
[03:40.94] | You tried to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless |
[03:43.52] | First of all slow down, you on the wrong route |
[03:45.67] | Let me put you on your feet and show you what's it all about |
[03:48.15] | The street life ain't nuttin' to play with |
[03:50.53] | No jokes no games kid |
[03:51.44] | For years I been doin' the same shit |
[03:53.25] | Just drinkin' liquor, doin' bids |
[03:55.31] | Extortin' crack heads |
[03:56.82] | And stickin' up the stick-up kids |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Davis, Johnson, Muchita, Perry ... |
[00:10.92] | Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash |
[00:13.34] | I' m caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast |
[00:15.79] | The fool retaliated so I had to think fast |
[00:18.44] | Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last |
[00:20.88] | Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? |
[00:23.39] | I' m tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don' t pay |
[00:26.02] | They looked at me and said " Queen' s niggas don' t play. Do your thing |
[00:29.20] | I' ll do mine kid stay outta my way" |
[00:30.95] | It' s type hard tryna survive in New York state |
[00:33.29] | Can' t stop till I' m eatin' off a platinum plate |
[00:35.94] | Po po comes around and tries to relocate me |
[00:38.32] | Lock me up forever but they can' t deflate me cause |
[00:41.23] | Havin' cash is highly addictive |
[00:43.74] | Especially when you' re used to havin' money to live with |
[00:46.16] | I thought step back look at my life as a whole |
[00:48.52] | Ain' t no love it seems the devil done stole my soul |
[00:50.98] | I' m out for delfia, selfia, P' s not helpin' ya |
[00:53.85] | I' m tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular |
[00:56.53] | Yo Big Noyd! What up cuzin'? I can' t cope |
[00:58.38] | With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope |
[01:01.15] | Yo it' s the r a double p |
[01:02.96] | E r, n o y d |
[01:04.82] | Niggas can' t fuck with me |
[01:06.18] | Comin' straight outta QB |
[01:07.74] | Pushin' an Infiniti |
[01:08.95] | You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? |
[01:11.48] | Definitely, to the death of me |
[01:13.14] | Come and test me |
[01:13.98] | Trust me, nigga couldn' t touch me if he snuff me |
[01:16.50] | So bust me, you' re gonna have to, cause I' mma blast you |
[01:19.02] | My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual |
[01:21.25] | I' m born wit' it |
[01:23.21] | I' m gettin' on wit' it |
[01:24.11] | An' I' mma have it ' til I' m fuckin' dead and gone wit' it |
[01:26.37] | Cause I' m a what? Composer of hardcore |
[01:28.89] | A lyrical destructor |
[01:30.20] | Don' t make me buck ya, cause I' m a wild muthafucka |
[01:32.51] | You know my flow, you know my stilo |
[01:34.76] | Even pack my gat when I go to see my PO |
[01:36.83] | Jump out my hooptie |
[01:38.14] | Pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty |
[01:40.11] | In case my PO try to troop me to the island |
[01:42.74] | And if I start wildin' |
[01:44.15] | Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice gold medallions |
[01:47.24] | But she didn' t violate me, so I escaped see |
[01:49.82] | Back to Queen' s pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream |
[01:52.44] | Know what I mean? I' m a natural born hustler |
[01:54.70] | Won' t try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya |
[01:57.33] | Yo babe no time for fakin' jacks |
[01:58.58] | Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs |
[02:01.15] | The streets is real can' t roll without steel |
[02:03.72] | I feel how I feel cause I was born to kill |
[02:05.83] | Do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal |
[02:07.89] | Brothers is starvin', don' t try to find a job son |
[02:10.40] | It' s all about robbin' |
[02:11.55] | So don' t be alarmed |
[02:12.40] | When we come through, cause we supposed to |
[02:14.12] | If you opposed to |
[02:14.87] | Get your face blown dude, off the map |
[02:17.43] | Cause I react, attack |
[02:18.65] | A brother wasn' t blessed with wealth so I act like that |
[02:20.95] | Drug dealin' |
[02:21.81] | I' m frontin on the world once I start 4wheelin' |
[02:25.17] | Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride |
[02:28.49] | Sippin E J, gettin' bent all night |
[02:31.11] | Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life |
[02:33.71] | Step to his business cause it' s only right |
[02:36.13] | Po po ain' t around so I grab my pound |
[02:38.55] | Money retaliated so I hit the ground |
[02:40.96] | My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down |
[02:43.58] | Can' t see myself gettin' bodied by a clownass nigga |
[02:47.01] | That ain' t even from my town |
[02:48.56] | Hit him up in the chest and now he' s layin' me down dead |
[02:51.60] | And up from under the benches I started hearin' sirens |
[02:54.53] | I stop firin' |
[02:55.29] | He cut ass like a diamond |
[02:56.65] | Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief |
[02:59.38] | Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window |
[03:02.45] | Call my son, " yo son we got beef |
[03:04.16] | But no question |
[03:05.11] | Money had a problem so I solved him" |
[03:07.07] | I got my mind on the stickup now it' s time to get paid |
[03:10.40] | Thinkin' of ways to take loot already made |
[03:13.14] | There' s crime in the air, ain' t no time to be afraid |
[03:15.41] | Gimme yours and get laid |
[03:17.63] | Give up the goods and get sprayed |
[03:20.65] | I got lots of love, for my crew that is |
[03:25.59] | No love for them other crews and rival kids |
[03:27.96] | All them outatown niggas know what time it is |
[03:30.44] | And if they don' t they need to buy a watch |
[03:32.76] | Word up |
[03:33.32] | Caught up in the crossfire get theyself hurt |
[03:35.54] | While I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup |
[03:37.86] | On a park bench on 12th st., my whole crew' s famous |
[03:40.94] | You tried to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless |
[03:43.52] | First of all slow down, you on the wrong route |
[03:45.67] | Let me put you on your feet and show you what' s it all about |
[03:48.15] | The street life ain' t nuttin' to play with |
[03:50.53] | No jokes no games kid |
[03:51.44] | For years I been doin' the same shit |
[03:53.25] | Just drinkin' liquor, doin' bids |
[03:55.31] | Extortin' crack heads |
[03:56.82] | And stickin' up the stickup kids |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Davis, Johnson, Muchita, Perry ... |
[00:10.92] | Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash |
[00:13.34] | I' m caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast |
[00:15.79] | The fool retaliated so I had to think fast |
[00:18.44] | Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last |
[00:20.88] | Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? |
[00:23.39] | I' m tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don' t pay |
[00:26.02] | They looked at me and said " Queen' s niggas don' t play. Do your thing |
[00:29.20] | I' ll do mine kid stay outta my way" |
[00:30.95] | It' s type hard tryna survive in New York state |
[00:33.29] | Can' t stop till I' m eatin' off a platinum plate |
[00:35.94] | Po po comes around and tries to relocate me |
[00:38.32] | Lock me up forever but they can' t deflate me cause |
[00:41.23] | Havin' cash is highly addictive |
[00:43.74] | Especially when you' re used to havin' money to live with |
[00:46.16] | I thought step back look at my life as a whole |
[00:48.52] | Ain' t no love it seems the devil done stole my soul |
[00:50.98] | I' m out for delfia, selfia, P' s not helpin' ya |
[00:53.85] | I' m tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular |
[00:56.53] | Yo Big Noyd! What up cuzin'? I can' t cope |
[00:58.38] | With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope |
[01:01.15] | Yo it' s the r a double p |
[01:02.96] | E r, n o y d |
[01:04.82] | Niggas can' t fuck with me |
[01:06.18] | Comin' straight outta QB |
[01:07.74] | Pushin' an Infiniti |
[01:08.95] | You ask can I rip it constantly? Mentally? |
[01:11.48] | Definitely, to the death of me |
[01:13.14] | Come and test me |
[01:13.98] | Trust me, nigga couldn' t touch me if he snuff me |
[01:16.50] | So bust me, you' re gonna have to, cause I' mma blast you |
[01:19.02] | My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual |
[01:21.25] | I' m born wit' it |
[01:23.21] | I' m gettin' on wit' it |
[01:24.11] | An' I' mma have it ' til I' m fuckin' dead and gone wit' it |
[01:26.37] | Cause I' m a what? Composer of hardcore |
[01:28.89] | A lyrical destructor |
[01:30.20] | Don' t make me buck ya, cause I' m a wild muthafucka |
[01:32.51] | You know my flow, you know my stilo |
[01:34.76] | Even pack my gat when I go to see my PO |
[01:36.83] | Jump out my hooptie |
[01:38.14] | Pass my gat and my lucci to my shorty |
[01:40.11] | In case my PO try to troop me to the island |
[01:42.74] | And if I start wildin' |
[01:44.15] | Flippin' on niggas walkin' around wit' da nice gold medallions |
[01:47.24] | But she didn' t violate me, so I escaped see |
[01:49.82] | Back to Queen' s pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream |
[01:52.44] | Know what I mean? I' m a natural born hustler |
[01:54.70] | Won' t try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya |
[01:57.33] | Yo babe no time for fakin' jacks |
[01:58.58] | Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs |
[02:01.15] | The streets is real can' t roll without steel |
[02:03.72] | I feel how I feel cause I was born to kill |
[02:05.83] | Do what I gotta, to eat a decent meal |
[02:07.89] | Brothers is starvin', don' t try to find a job son |
[02:10.40] | It' s all about robbin' |
[02:11.55] | So don' t be alarmed |
[02:12.40] | When we come through, cause we supposed to |
[02:14.12] | If you opposed to |
[02:14.87] | Get your face blown dude, off the map |
[02:17.43] | Cause I react, attack |
[02:18.65] | A brother wasn' t blessed with wealth so I act like that |
[02:20.95] | Drug dealin' |
[02:21.81] | I' m frontin on the world once I start 4wheelin' |
[02:25.17] | Cause back on the 41st side we do a ride |
[02:28.49] | Sippin E J, gettin' bent all night |
[02:31.11] | Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life |
[02:33.71] | Step to his business cause it' s only right |
[02:36.13] | Po po ain' t around so I grab my pound |
[02:38.55] | Money retaliated so I hit the ground |
[02:40.96] | My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down |
[02:43.58] | Can' t see myself gettin' bodied by a clownass nigga |
[02:47.01] | That ain' t even from my town |
[02:48.56] | Hit him up in the chest and now he' s layin' me down dead |
[02:51.60] | And up from under the benches I started hearin' sirens |
[02:54.53] | I stop firin' |
[02:55.29] | He cut ass like a diamond |
[02:56.65] | Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief |
[02:59.38] | Stashed the heat then proceeded to peep out the window |
[03:02.45] | Call my son, " yo son we got beef |
[03:04.16] | But no question |
[03:05.11] | Money had a problem so I solved him" |
[03:07.07] | I got my mind on the stickup now it' s time to get paid |
[03:10.40] | Thinkin' of ways to take loot already made |
[03:13.14] | There' s crime in the air, ain' t no time to be afraid |
[03:15.41] | Gimme yours and get laid |
[03:17.63] | Give up the goods and get sprayed |
[03:20.65] | I got lots of love, for my crew that is |
[03:25.59] | No love for them other crews and rival kids |
[03:27.96] | All them outatown niggas know what time it is |
[03:30.44] | And if they don' t they need to buy a watch |
[03:32.76] | Word up |
[03:33.32] | Caught up in the crossfire get theyself hurt |
[03:35.54] | While I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup |
[03:37.86] | On a park bench on 12th st., my whole crew' s famous |
[03:40.94] | You tried to bust your gat and keep it real but you nameless |
[03:43.52] | First of all slow down, you on the wrong route |
[03:45.67] | Let me put you on your feet and show you what' s it all about |
[03:48.15] | The street life ain' t nuttin' to play with |
[03:50.53] | No jokes no games kid |
[03:51.44] | For years I been doin' the same shit |
[03:53.25] | Just drinkin' liquor, doin' bids |
[03:55.31] | Extortin' crack heads |
[03:56.82] | And stickin' up the stickup kids |