Song | All The Critics In New York |
Artist | Westside Connection |
Album | The Best of Westside Connection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Binky, Ice Cube, Mack Ten ... | |
All The Critics In New York | |
Westside Connection | |
The Best Of Westside Connection | |
"All The Critics In New York" | |
Westside Connection(mark 10,MC&Ice Cube) | |
Goddamn! New York City! | |
Skyscrapers and everything! | |
Back in the day, we used to respect y'all niggas | |
We used to be down with y'all niggas | |
All you have for the West Coast, is criticism and disrespect | |
So I say to you and your city | |
Y'all niggas will never get our respect again | |
Westside nigga (Keeping it real) | |
Yeah! (Keeping it real) | |
WESTSIIIIIDE! | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? (Check it out) | |
What about Queens in the house?!? (INGLEWOOOOD!!!) | |
Manhattan in the house?!? (South Central) | |
Long Island in the house?!? (Check it out) | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? (Waddup) | |
Staten Island in the house?!? (Woop woop) | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C | |
Who wants to rock the microphone after me? | |
Think of who you are and who you be | |
My energy holds it down like the NFC | |
I'm going thorough thru your borough | |
Wit my Raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world | |
On the west, nevertheless, W-S | |
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress | |
You couldn't have said it no better homeboy | |
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy | |
These buster ass critics from the N-Y-C | |
Don't they know that I be from the I-N-G | |
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues | |
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus | |
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us | |
We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas | |
It's the Mister hoodsta, cap peeler | |
Dusty ass New York critic killer | |
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest | |
Because ain't none of them niggas ever gave it up for the West | |
So now it's on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin | |
Fuck U-N-I-T-Y, I'm coast trippin | |
Saggin as a Pelle, smashin tape recorders | |
This is 187 on a New York reporter | |
"New York, New York" | |
"New York, New York" | |
"New York, New York" | |
"New York, New York" | |
Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C | |
Tryin to get an East hip-hop monopoly | |
But I've been writing gangsta shit since '83 | |
When y'all was still scared to use profanity | |
Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers | |
And blame it on these West Coast seven-figure niggas | |
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal | |
I hope blood ain't got to spill, I kill | |
It's like the battle of the sexes | |
You wanna treat us like bitches cos we're platinum when we flex this | |
With mic in hand, fans in the stands | |
We make a mill-ion from California to Japan, bitch | |
Went overseas, seen D's how we done it | |
88's to 100's to let me know who really run it | |
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin | |
Packin nina's and sellin out arenas, niggas | |
You make me wanna holler, throw up both my Dubs | |
And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em | |
When I see me, T-Roller cut off his scrotum | |
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles | |
I'm mashin and blastin so get the casket | |
I bet you after this I get a fuckin hip-hop classic | |
I'm banning you niggas from the scene | |
Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
We the best my niggas don't stress | |
Fuck all the critics in the N-Y-C | |
And your articles tryin to rate my LP | |
Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps | |
Sayin we ain't real because we make snaps | |
Sellin 6-fo's to the dab, what you lookin at? | |
With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga | |
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams | |
Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines | |
Hey hey hey, what's happenin round tre? | |
It's still M-Y critic K on mines all motherfuckin day | |
It's a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin | |
Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin | |
Who wanna regret, fuckin with my set | |
I be a 24-year street Westside Connect vet | |
You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us | |
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us | |
AIIIIYO!!! Nigga fuck that shit | |
I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a New York critic | |
He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I'm still with it | |
Puttin it down on all these DJs, hate, fakin and flakin | |
Never once played my record on their radio station | |
No love for a New York critic or disc jock | |
Matter of fact I'm blamin all y'all for fuckin up hip-hop | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? (Check it out) | |
What about Queens in the house?!? (WESTSIIIIIIIDE!!!) | |
Manhattan in the house?!? (And it don't stop) | |
Long Island in the house?!? (YEAH! YEAH! Check it out) | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? | |
Staten Island in the house?!? (Say what say what??) | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin (Yeah) | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Why talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
WESTSIDE NIGGA!!! |
zuo ci : Binky, Ice Cube, Mack Ten ... | |
All The Critics In New York | |
Westside Connection | |
The Best Of Westside Connection | |
" All The Critics In New York" | |
Westside Connection mark 10, MC Ice Cube | |
Goddamn! New York City! | |
Skyscrapers and everything! | |
Back in the day, we used to respect y' all niggas | |
We used to be down with y' all niggas | |
All you have for the West Coast, is criticism and disrespect | |
So I say to you and your city | |
Y' all niggas will never get our respect again | |
Westside nigga Keeping it real | |
Yeah! Keeping it real | |
WESTSIIIIIDE! | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? Check it out | |
What about Queens in the house?!? INGLEWOOOOD!!! | |
Manhattan in the house?!? South Central | |
Long Island in the house?!? Check it out | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? Waddup | |
Staten Island in the house?!? Woop woop | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
Who wants to rock the microphone after me? | |
Think of who you are and who you be | |
My energy holds it down like the NFC | |
I' m going thorough thru your borough | |
Wit my Raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world | |
On the west, nevertheless, WS | |
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress | |
You couldn' t have said it no better homeboy | |
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy | |
These buster ass critics from the NYC | |
Don' t they know that I be from the ING | |
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues | |
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus | |
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us | |
We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas | |
It' s the Mister hoodsta, cap peeler | |
Dusty ass New York critic killer | |
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest | |
Because ain' t none of them niggas ever gave it up for the West | |
So now it' s on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin | |
Fuck UNITY, I' m coast trippin | |
Saggin as a Pelle, smashin tape recorders | |
This is 187 on a New York reporter | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
Tryin to get an East hiphop monopoly | |
But I' ve been writing gangsta shit since ' 83 | |
When y' all was still scared to use profanity | |
Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers | |
And blame it on these West Coast sevenfigure niggas | |
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal | |
I hope blood ain' t got to spill, I kill | |
It' s like the battle of the sexes | |
You wanna treat us like bitches cos we' re platinum when we flex this | |
With mic in hand, fans in the stands | |
We make a million from California to Japan, bitch | |
Went overseas, seen D' s how we done it | |
88' s to 100' s to let me know who really run it | |
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin | |
Packin nina' s and sellin out arenas, niggas | |
You make me wanna holler, throw up both my Dubs | |
And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em | |
When I see me, TRoller cut off his scrotum | |
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles | |
I' m mashin and blastin so get the casket | |
I bet you after this I get a fuckin hiphop classic | |
I' m banning you niggas from the scene | |
Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
We the best my niggas don' t stress | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
And your articles tryin to rate my LP | |
Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps | |
Sayin we ain' t real because we make snaps | |
Sellin 6fo' s to the dab, what you lookin at? | |
With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga | |
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams | |
Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines | |
Hey hey hey, what' s happenin round tre? | |
It' s still MY critic K on mines all motherfuckin day | |
It' s a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin | |
Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin | |
Who wanna regret, fuckin with my set | |
I be a 24year street Westside Connect vet | |
You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us | |
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us | |
AIIIIYO!!! Nigga fuck that shit | |
I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a New York critic | |
He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I' m still with it | |
Puttin it down on all these DJs, hate, fakin and flakin | |
Never once played my record on their radio station | |
No love for a New York critic or disc jock | |
Matter of fact I' m blamin all y' all for fuckin up hiphop | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? Check it out | |
What about Queens in the house?!? WESTSIIIIIIIDE!!! | |
Manhattan in the house?!? And it don' t stop | |
Long Island in the house?!? YEAH! YEAH! Check it out | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? | |
Staten Island in the house?!? Say what say what?? | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin Yeah | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Why talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
WESTSIDE NIGGA!!! |
zuò cí : Binky, Ice Cube, Mack Ten ... | |
All The Critics In New York | |
Westside Connection | |
The Best Of Westside Connection | |
" All The Critics In New York" | |
Westside Connection mark 10, MC Ice Cube | |
Goddamn! New York City! | |
Skyscrapers and everything! | |
Back in the day, we used to respect y' all niggas | |
We used to be down with y' all niggas | |
All you have for the West Coast, is criticism and disrespect | |
So I say to you and your city | |
Y' all niggas will never get our respect again | |
Westside nigga Keeping it real | |
Yeah! Keeping it real | |
WESTSIIIIIDE! | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? Check it out | |
What about Queens in the house?!? INGLEWOOOOD!!! | |
Manhattan in the house?!? South Central | |
Long Island in the house?!? Check it out | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? Waddup | |
Staten Island in the house?!? Woop woop | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
Who wants to rock the microphone after me? | |
Think of who you are and who you be | |
My energy holds it down like the NFC | |
I' m going thorough thru your borough | |
Wit my Raider jacket and my jheri curl, gangstas rule the world | |
On the west, nevertheless, WS | |
We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress | |
You couldn' t have said it no better homeboy | |
With my automatic toy, I kill and destroy | |
These buster ass critics from the NYC | |
Don' t they know that I be from the ING | |
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues | |
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus | |
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us | |
We bustin clips like bananas, sportin colored bandanas | |
It' s the Mister hoodsta, cap peeler | |
Dusty ass New York critic killer | |
Dumping and pumping the motherfuckin lead in their chest | |
Because ain' t none of them niggas ever gave it up for the West | |
So now it' s on and, the gauge in my pants got me limpin | |
Fuck UNITY, I' m coast trippin | |
Saggin as a Pelle, smashin tape recorders | |
This is 187 on a New York reporter | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
" New York, New York" | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
Tryin to get an East hiphop monopoly | |
But I' ve been writing gangsta shit since ' 83 | |
When y' all was still scared to use profanity | |
Now everybody wanna run and go and get triggers | |
And blame it on these West Coast sevenfigure niggas | |
Just because we made it real niggas got to deal | |
I hope blood ain' t got to spill, I kill | |
It' s like the battle of the sexes | |
You wanna treat us like bitches cos we' re platinum when we flex this | |
With mic in hand, fans in the stands | |
We make a million from California to Japan, bitch | |
Went overseas, seen D' s how we done it | |
88' s to 100' s to let me know who really run it | |
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin | |
Packin nina' s and sellin out arenas, niggas | |
You make me wanna holler, throw up both my Dubs | |
And roll these niggas up, I got to beat em | |
When I see me, TRoller cut off his scrotum | |
Leave em bleedin in particles for them biases articles | |
I' m mashin and blastin so get the casket | |
I bet you after this I get a fuckin hiphop classic | |
I' m banning you niggas from the scene | |
Kickin over newstands, pouring gasoline on your magazines | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
To the West my niggas, to the West | |
We the best my niggas don' t stress | |
Fuck all the critics in the NYC | |
And your articles tryin to rate my LP | |
Fuck your backpacks and your wack ass raps | |
Sayin we ain' t real because we make snaps | |
Sellin 6fo' s to the dab, what you lookin at? | |
With your Brooklyn hat and your pen and pad, nigga | |
I got a pocket full of green busting at the seams | |
Fuck your baggy jeans, fuck your magazines | |
Hey hey hey, what' s happenin round tre? | |
It' s still MY critic K on mines all motherfuckin day | |
It' s a trip the script flipped from when you niggas was bossin | |
Got to flossin, fell off, and got the nail in the coffin | |
Who wanna regret, fuckin with my set | |
I be a 24year street Westside Connect vet | |
You niggas better watch how you greet us when you meet us | |
We packin heaters and the only way you beat us is cheat us | |
AIIIIYO!!! Nigga fuck that shit | |
I gotta, kill it kill it, fuck a New York critic | |
He write about how I lived it, did it, plus I' m still with it | |
Puttin it down on all these DJs, hate, fakin and flakin | |
Never once played my record on their radio station | |
No love for a New York critic or disc jock | |
Matter of fact I' m blamin all y' all for fuckin up hiphop | |
Is Brooklyn in the house?!? Check it out | |
What about Queens in the house?!? WESTSIIIIIIIDE!!! | |
Manhattan in the house?!? And it don' t stop | |
Long Island in the house?!? YEAH! YEAH! Check it out | |
Is the Bronx in the house?!? | |
Staten Island in the house?!? Say what say what?? | |
The West Coast is in the house sayin Yeah | |
Why you talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
Why talkin loud?!? | |
What you talkin bout?!? | |
WESTSIDE NIGGA!!! |