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作曲 : Butler, Williams |
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I know ya strapped |
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But you cowards like to play hard |
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But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge |
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See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor |
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Snort a line in you mind now you'se a killa |
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Sweet Jones Story |
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Know what I'm talking bout? |
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P-I-M-P |
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I know you strapped, but you still a ******g ************ ******* |
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Ya talkin' bumpkin cause I know you ain't ************t ******* |
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And if you don't shut the ******* up, you'll get hit ******* |
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And we'll put seven in your stomach through yo Hilfiger |
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I went to Dallas and some ******* tried to test me |
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But my nuts too big to let a ************ niggga check me |
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And I ain't laugh, ************ *******z don't disrespect me |
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You shoulda killed me, ************ the first day that you met me |
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I know ya strapped |
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But you cowards like to play hard |
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But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge |
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See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor |
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Snort a line in you mind now you a killa |
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I told you ******* I don't ******* wit no paid route |
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When I was young that ******* ****** me out some paper dude |
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But to call him to the studio that wasn't cross |
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But ************ you almost got your homeboy broke off |
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Cause Uncle Paul was gonna hit it from the front door |
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The whole time I had my eyes on this yellow hoe |
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Tryin' to talk like an O.G., better shut up |
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Before you get you and your homeboys whipped up |
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I know ya strapped |
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But you cowards like to play hard |
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But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge |
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See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor |
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Snort a line in you mind now you a killa |
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The next night I'm at the kitchen makin' hits and ends |
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I see some *******z drivin' funny in a ************-like Benz |
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And showin' nothing but that ************ that put me in the cross |
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The first line in my mind was to pick him off |
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I said ******* him let's go do it, yeah let's let him talk |
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But if that ************ gon' pull his pistol we gon' kill him off |
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I told that girl what this mafia's like ************ |
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And if you ever try it it's gon' be repercussions across this ************ |
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I know ya strapped |
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But you cowards like to play hard |
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But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge |
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See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor |
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Snort a line in you mind now you a killa |
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You *******z week so you call Houston for the hit |
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But didn't know that we got gangsta *******z all over this ************ |
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So now you ******* gotta deal with the King hoe |
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Cause you done call it three times, we just can't let that go |
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And to that forty-two pocket and my precious momma |
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??? its ******* for life you feel the drama |
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They gon' bring you to the center for that gun-shot drama |
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You could get hit in your Bentley or your Impala |
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I know ya strapped [screwed & chopped] |
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But you cowards like to play hard |
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But knowing that you don't wanna catch a murder charge |
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See *******z like to get full of dat ****** and liquor |
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Snort a line in you mind now you a killa |
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You ain't no gangsta ******* |
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******* ass ******* |
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You ain't slappin' nothing here junior |
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Better get your mind right ************ |
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Dedicated to all you old stiff daddy ass *******z |
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When you
shoulda known not to ******* with me ************ [screwed & chopped] |
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I'm a put it dead on yo ass when it which |
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What happenin' my brother? |
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He was layin' there shaking and bleeding like a mother ******* |
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All you Tupac-ass wanna-be *******z |
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Get your brains blew out on your dashboard ************ |
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Goin' down |
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Sweet Jones |
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Platinum ************! |