Song | Trife Life |
Artist | Mobb Deep |
Album | The Gorilla Deep EP Vinyl |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Henderson, Johnson, Muchita |
[00:03.758] | Check it out now. |
[00:07.873] | Word up Son,shit is ill kid. |
[00:09.415] | Knahmsayin?Bein that we livin the motherfuckin trife life |
[00:12.561] | Don't have another day right? |
[00:14.982] | It's only right |
[00:18.182] | Let me put you on to what happens Son,never believe this shit |
[00:20.546] | Kick that shit |
[00:21.511] | It's just another day,drownin my troubles with a forty |
[00:23.512] | That's when I got the call from this brownskin shorty |
[00:26.45] | She asked me where's my crew at?Said we could do whatever |
[00:29.62] | She got her crew too,and said that we should get together |
[00:31.586] | I said,"Aight -just call me back in a hour |
[00:34.952] | so I can take a shower and gather up the manpower" |
[00:36.934] | Then I hung up the horn |
[00:40.296] | And I thought to myself that it might be on |
[00:42.691] | Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?) |
[00:45.867] | Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears |
[00:48.69] | Ain't no tellin what her friends puttin up in her ears |
[00:50.504] | Ideas of settin me up,I'm not tryin ta hear |
[00:53.745] | (Check it out,Son)So we take the gats for precautions |
[00:55.861] | Plus this trick live in Brooklyn,home of the coffin |
[00:58.861] | She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners |
[01:00.754] | Waitin for us to get up off the train and surround us |
[01:04.441] | Or maybe,I'm blowin this shit out of proportion |
[01:08.21] | But this shit do happen,to niggaz very often |
[01:09.639] | So fuck it,a nigga gotta do what he meant to |
[01:12.559] | My crew got my back,fuck the world is my mental |
[01:15.496] | We put together five soldiers,the bitch called |
[01:17.860] | My blood curdled,told me to meet her on Myrtle |
[01:20.738] | Got to the plaza,we're waitin for the G train |
[01:23.485] | We put a plan together,just in case the beef came |
[01:26.370] | Now we Bed Stuy bound |
[01:28.986] | Far from home and on unknown ground |
[01:31.648] | But together we six deep,with fire piece,nuttin sweet |
[01:34.67] | First nigga frontin gettin lifted off his fuckin feet |
[01:36.899] | It took eternity,we reached our destination |
[01:38.827] | My heartbeat is racin like a cardiac patient |
[01:42.296] | We finally got to Myrtle outside the train station |
[01:44.485] | I saw not a soul,told my peoples to be patient |
[01:47.576] | But hold up,thats when a black caravan rolled up |
[01:50.403] | My legs then froze up,I grabbed my pound |
[01:52.859] | Told my man,"Eyes open cause it might go down" |
[01:55.520] | Said he don't like the way the shit is startin to sound |
[01:58.151] | Evey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted |
[02:00.439] | So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it |
[02:03.680] | It mighta been TNT,I wasn't tryin to wait and see,we |
[02:06.827] | jetted thru Marcy cause Dee's ain't baggin me |
[02:09.318] | Word Son,they got us on the run,Dunn,see yo |
[02:11.934] | Chorus: |
[02:12.233] | Check it out,check it out,check it out,yo |
[02:15.932] | Trife life got me thinkin like an animal |
[02:17.297] | No doubt,no doubt,no doubt,no doubt yo |
[02:19.269] | What can kill you is what you don't know |
[02:21.943] | OK check it,you're on your way to your girl's crib |
[02:28.835] | But the bitch live in the 'Bridge |
[02:30.804] | You ain't really sweatin it,cause little do you know |
[02:33.672] | The niggaz in the 'Bridge be settin it |
[02:36.123] | You thought you was safe and tried to walk the backstreets without heat |
[02:39.21] | on the 41st Side (settin it)of 12th Street |
[02:41.795] | The cyber-niggaz don't give a fuck |
[02:43.648] | Decide well if you come thru frontin,kid you gettin bucked |
[02:46.926] | On your way,to apartment 3A |
[02:49.295] | with a phat herringbone,let him slide,no days |
[02:52.483] | Son get the heat,cause I'm about to stick em |
[02:55.328] | (Fuck that shit,yo if that nigga front,yo hit him!) |
[02:57.259] | Aight bet,so just hold it down |
[03:00.629] | while I cock back the long three pound |
[03:03.246] | You're upstairs bonin,not knowin that I'm scheamin |
[03:05.189] | Just the right time kid,it's twelve in the evenin |
[03:10.378] | You're leavin out the buildin as you kiss your girl goodbye |
[03:13.46] | Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised |
[03:14.709] | "What's goin on?",as I reply, |
[03:15.627] | "Shut the fuck up and don't make this 'to another homicide" |
[03:17.803] | He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain |
[03:22.25] | Even though I took his life,all I wanted was the chain |
[03:25.462] | Come through truck without heat,how you figure? |
[03:27.177] | When you in the projects keep your fingers on the trigger |
[03:29.956] | But fuck that we're juxin,if you got what we like you gets tooken |
[03:33.187] | Put you on your back,send you on your way,yo good lookin |
[03:36.259] | Now be catchin the cap that holes in ya Lewis in Brooklyn |
[03:38.829] | Gettin to'up from the flo'up,hit the dress sto'up |
[03:41.509] | Got the 80-0in case a nigga wanna roll up |
[03:44.891] | Get'cha motherfuckin shit swoll up |
[03:46.237] | Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends |
[03:48.237] | Makin G's by any means,my eyes on my enemies |
[03:50.813] | Sippin Hennessey,with my mind on some crime shit |
[03:53.701] | One-time searchin me but never ever find shit |
[03:56.796] | It's the everyday,get the loot then breeze |
[03:58.744] | Though my goal is to leave outta state,push ki's |
[04:01.434] | But all this bullshit holdin me down,I can't leave |
[04:04.572] | Fuck a 9-to-5,I get the loot with ease |
[04:07.545] | Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit figure |
[04:12.728] | I get mines slingin on the corner with my niggaz |
[04:13.621] | Pullin the trigger when the drama appears |
[04:15.210] | Cause that nigga worse enemy is FEAR |
[04:17.688] | So yo. |
[04:18.669] | Chorus |
[04:19.208] | No doubt,so what can kill you is what you don't know. |
[04:31.330]ad lib to outro] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Henderson, Johnson, Muchita |
[00:03.758] | Check it out now. |
[00:07.873] | Word up Son, shit is ill kid. |
[00:09.415] | Knahmsayin? Bein that we livin the motherfuckin trife life |
[00:12.561] | Don' t have another day right? |
[00:14.982] | It' s only right |
[00:18.182] | Let me put you on to what happens Son, never believe this shit |
[00:20.546] | Kick that shit |
[00:21.511] | It' s just another day, drownin my troubles with a forty |
[00:23.512] | That' s when I got the call from this brownskin shorty |
[00:26.45] | She asked me where' s my crew at? Said we could do whatever |
[00:29.62] | She got her crew too, and said that we should get together |
[00:31.586] | I said," Aight just call me back in a hour |
[00:34.952] | so I can take a shower and gather up the manpower" |
[00:36.934] | Then I hung up the horn |
[00:40.296] | And I thought to myself that it might be on |
[00:42.691] | Cause this trick ain' t pick up the phone to call me in years Why? |
[00:45.867] | Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears |
[00:48.69] | Ain' t no tellin what her friends puttin up in her ears |
[00:50.504] | Ideas of settin me up, I' m not tryin ta hear |
[00:53.745] | Check it out, Son So we take the gats for precautions |
[00:55.861] | Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin |
[00:58.861] | She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners |
[01:00.754] | Waitin for us to get up off the train and surround us |
[01:04.441] | Or maybe, I' m blowin this shit out of proportion |
[01:08.21] | But this shit do happen, to niggaz very often |
[01:09.639] | So fuck it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to |
[01:12.559] | My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mental |
[01:15.496] | We put together five soldiers, the bitch called |
[01:17.860] | My blood curdled, told me to meet her on Myrtle |
[01:20.738] | Got to the plaza, we' re waitin for the G train |
[01:23.485] | We put a plan together, just in case the beef came |
[01:26.370] | Now we Bed Stuy bound |
[01:28.986] | Far from home and on unknown ground |
[01:31.648] | But together we six deep, with fire piece, nuttin sweet |
[01:34.67] | First nigga frontin gettin lifted off his fuckin feet |
[01:36.899] | It took eternity, we reached our destination |
[01:38.827] | My heartbeat is racin like a cardiac patient |
[01:42.296] | We finally got to Myrtle outside the train station |
[01:44.485] | I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be patient |
[01:47.576] | But hold up, thats when a black caravan rolled up |
[01:50.403] | My legs then froze up, I grabbed my pound |
[01:52.859] | Told my man," Eyes open cause it might go down" |
[01:55.520] | Said he don' t like the way the shit is startin to sound |
[01:58.151] | Evey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted |
[02:00.439] | So we couldn' t tell if the enemy was in it |
[02:03.680] | It mighta been TNT, I wasn' t tryin to wait and see, we |
[02:06.827] | jetted thru Marcy cause Dee' s ain' t baggin me |
[02:09.318] | Word Son, they got us on the run, Dunn, see yo |
[02:11.934] | Chorus: |
[02:12.233] | Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo |
[02:15.932] | Trife life got me thinkin like an animal |
[02:17.297] | No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt yo |
[02:19.269] | What can kill you is what you don' t know |
[02:21.943] | OK check it, you' re on your way to your girl' s crib |
[02:28.835] | But the bitch live in the ' Bridge |
[02:30.804] | You ain' t really sweatin it, cause little do you know |
[02:33.672] | The niggaz in the ' Bridge be settin it |
[02:36.123] | You thought you was safe and tried to walk the backstreets without heat |
[02:39.21] | on the 41st Side settin it of 12th Street |
[02:41.795] | The cyberniggaz don' t give a fuck |
[02:43.648] | Decide well if you come thru frontin, kid you gettin bucked |
[02:46.926] | On your way, to apartment 3A |
[02:49.295] | with a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days |
[02:52.483] | Son get the heat, cause I' m about to stick em |
[02:55.328] | Fuck that shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him! |
[02:57.259] | Aight bet, so just hold it down |
[03:00.629] | while I cock back the long three pound |
[03:03.246] | You' re upstairs bonin, not knowin that I' m scheamin |
[03:05.189] | Just the right time kid, it' s twelve in the evenin |
[03:10.378] | You' re leavin out the buildin as you kiss your girl goodbye |
[03:13.46] | Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised |
[03:14.709] | " What' s goin on?", as I reply, |
[03:15.627] | " Shut the fuck up and don' t make this ' to another homicide" |
[03:17.803] | He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain |
[03:22.25] | Even though I took his life, all I wanted was the chain |
[03:25.462] | Come through truck without heat, how you figure? |
[03:27.177] | When you in the projects keep your fingers on the trigger |
[03:29.956] | But fuck that we' re juxin, if you got what we like you gets tooken |
[03:33.187] | Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good lookin |
[03:36.259] | Now be catchin the cap that holes in ya Lewis in Brooklyn |
[03:38.829] | Gettin to' up from the flo' up, hit the dress sto' up |
[03:41.509] | Got the 800in case a nigga wanna roll up |
[03:44.891] | Get' cha motherfuckin shit swoll up |
[03:46.237] | Now it' s back to Queens to serve fiends |
[03:48.237] | Makin G' s by any means, my eyes on my enemies |
[03:50.813] | Sippin Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit |
[03:53.701] | Onetime searchin me but never ever find shit |
[03:56.796] | It' s the everyday, get the loot then breeze |
[03:58.744] | Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki' s |
[04:01.434] | But all this bullshit holdin me down, I can' t leave |
[04:04.572] | Fuck a 9to5, I get the loot with ease |
[04:07.545] | Don' t even need a degree to earn a sixdigit figure |
[04:12.728] | I get mines slingin on the corner with my niggaz |
[04:13.621] | Pullin the trigger when the drama appears |
[04:15.210] | Cause that nigga worse enemy is FEAR |
[04:17.688] | So yo. |
[04:18.669] | Chorus |
[04:19.208] | No doubt, so what can kill you is what you don' t know. |
[04:31.330]ad lib to outro] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Henderson, Johnson, Muchita |
[00:03.758] | Check it out now. |
[00:07.873] | Word up Son, shit is ill kid. |
[00:09.415] | Knahmsayin? Bein that we livin the motherfuckin trife life |
[00:12.561] | Don' t have another day right? |
[00:14.982] | It' s only right |
[00:18.182] | Let me put you on to what happens Son, never believe this shit |
[00:20.546] | Kick that shit |
[00:21.511] | It' s just another day, drownin my troubles with a forty |
[00:23.512] | That' s when I got the call from this brownskin shorty |
[00:26.45] | She asked me where' s my crew at? Said we could do whatever |
[00:29.62] | She got her crew too, and said that we should get together |
[00:31.586] | I said," Aight just call me back in a hour |
[00:34.952] | so I can take a shower and gather up the manpower" |
[00:36.934] | Then I hung up the horn |
[00:40.296] | And I thought to myself that it might be on |
[00:42.691] | Cause this trick ain' t pick up the phone to call me in years Why? |
[00:45.867] | Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears |
[00:48.69] | Ain' t no tellin what her friends puttin up in her ears |
[00:50.504] | Ideas of settin me up, I' m not tryin ta hear |
[00:53.745] | Check it out, Son So we take the gats for precautions |
[00:55.861] | Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin |
[00:58.861] | She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners |
[01:00.754] | Waitin for us to get up off the train and surround us |
[01:04.441] | Or maybe, I' m blowin this shit out of proportion |
[01:08.21] | But this shit do happen, to niggaz very often |
[01:09.639] | So fuck it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to |
[01:12.559] | My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mental |
[01:15.496] | We put together five soldiers, the bitch called |
[01:17.860] | My blood curdled, told me to meet her on Myrtle |
[01:20.738] | Got to the plaza, we' re waitin for the G train |
[01:23.485] | We put a plan together, just in case the beef came |
[01:26.370] | Now we Bed Stuy bound |
[01:28.986] | Far from home and on unknown ground |
[01:31.648] | But together we six deep, with fire piece, nuttin sweet |
[01:34.67] | First nigga frontin gettin lifted off his fuckin feet |
[01:36.899] | It took eternity, we reached our destination |
[01:38.827] | My heartbeat is racin like a cardiac patient |
[01:42.296] | We finally got to Myrtle outside the train station |
[01:44.485] | I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be patient |
[01:47.576] | But hold up, thats when a black caravan rolled up |
[01:50.403] | My legs then froze up, I grabbed my pound |
[01:52.859] | Told my man," Eyes open cause it might go down" |
[01:55.520] | Said he don' t like the way the shit is startin to sound |
[01:58.151] | Evey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted |
[02:00.439] | So we couldn' t tell if the enemy was in it |
[02:03.680] | It mighta been TNT, I wasn' t tryin to wait and see, we |
[02:06.827] | jetted thru Marcy cause Dee' s ain' t baggin me |
[02:09.318] | Word Son, they got us on the run, Dunn, see yo |
[02:11.934] | Chorus: |
[02:12.233] | Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo |
[02:15.932] | Trife life got me thinkin like an animal |
[02:17.297] | No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt yo |
[02:19.269] | What can kill you is what you don' t know |
[02:21.943] | OK check it, you' re on your way to your girl' s crib |
[02:28.835] | But the bitch live in the ' Bridge |
[02:30.804] | You ain' t really sweatin it, cause little do you know |
[02:33.672] | The niggaz in the ' Bridge be settin it |
[02:36.123] | You thought you was safe and tried to walk the backstreets without heat |
[02:39.21] | on the 41st Side settin it of 12th Street |
[02:41.795] | The cyberniggaz don' t give a fuck |
[02:43.648] | Decide well if you come thru frontin, kid you gettin bucked |
[02:46.926] | On your way, to apartment 3A |
[02:49.295] | with a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days |
[02:52.483] | Son get the heat, cause I' m about to stick em |
[02:55.328] | Fuck that shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him! |
[02:57.259] | Aight bet, so just hold it down |
[03:00.629] | while I cock back the long three pound |
[03:03.246] | You' re upstairs bonin, not knowin that I' m scheamin |
[03:05.189] | Just the right time kid, it' s twelve in the evenin |
[03:10.378] | You' re leavin out the buildin as you kiss your girl goodbye |
[03:13.46] | Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised |
[03:14.709] | " What' s goin on?", as I reply, |
[03:15.627] | " Shut the fuck up and don' t make this ' to another homicide" |
[03:17.803] | He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain |
[03:22.25] | Even though I took his life, all I wanted was the chain |
[03:25.462] | Come through truck without heat, how you figure? |
[03:27.177] | When you in the projects keep your fingers on the trigger |
[03:29.956] | But fuck that we' re juxin, if you got what we like you gets tooken |
[03:33.187] | Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good lookin |
[03:36.259] | Now be catchin the cap that holes in ya Lewis in Brooklyn |
[03:38.829] | Gettin to' up from the flo' up, hit the dress sto' up |
[03:41.509] | Got the 800in case a nigga wanna roll up |
[03:44.891] | Get' cha motherfuckin shit swoll up |
[03:46.237] | Now it' s back to Queens to serve fiends |
[03:48.237] | Makin G' s by any means, my eyes on my enemies |
[03:50.813] | Sippin Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit |
[03:53.701] | Onetime searchin me but never ever find shit |
[03:56.796] | It' s the everyday, get the loot then breeze |
[03:58.744] | Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki' s |
[04:01.434] | But all this bullshit holdin me down, I can' t leave |
[04:04.572] | Fuck a 9to5, I get the loot with ease |
[04:07.545] | Don' t even need a degree to earn a sixdigit figure |
[04:12.728] | I get mines slingin on the corner with my niggaz |
[04:13.621] | Pullin the trigger when the drama appears |
[04:15.210] | Cause that nigga worse enemy is FEAR |
[04:17.688] | So yo. |
[04:18.669] | Chorus |
[04:19.208] | No doubt, so what can kill you is what you don' t know. |
[04:31.330]ad lib to outro] |