Song | Urban Rapsody |
Artist | Rick James |
Album | Urban Rapsody |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : James | |
Rick James featuring Rappin 4-Tay | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Urban Rapsody (Yeah) | |
Just the sound (Just the sound) | |
Sound of the ghetto | |
Even if you came through the party with some ass | |
Dont need no cash with the VIP pass | |
In your pocket or your purse, be my first verse | |
Raps an addiction such as Pulp Fiction | |
I represent the west, the number one, we be the best | |
No walking with no limping, no, I dont do no simpin | |
Sticking to my player script suckas keep trippin slippin | |
Spread a lot of game, thats what the people want me | |
??With the?? | |
That you act that player hatin copycat | |
Same little trip, you talk down on a player track | |
If you wonder how I got the boss game | |
Smokin on Mary Jane, listenin to Rick James | |
Uh, bring the funk (Bring the funk) | |
Urban Rapsody (Yeah) | |
Just the sound (Just the sound) | |
Sound of the ghetto (What you say) | |
Urban Rapsody (Yeah) | |
Yeah, just the sound | |
Eenie meenie miny moe, no matter what hood | |
That you come from, you get out if you just could | |
Pimps, players and pushers on the corner block | |
You should see all the money that you can clock | |
In the ghetto, you can hear a rapsody | |
And the melody is written just for you and me | |
Call it folk, call it rhythm and blues | |
It aint nothin but a feelin that we choose | |
Urban Rapsody (Yeah) | |
Just the sound (Just the sound) | |
Sound of the ghetto (What you say) | |
Urban Rapsody (Yeah) | |
Yeah, just the sound (Just the sound) | |
Sound of the ghetto (Bring it 4-Tay) | |
Aint no funk like funk this way in the Bay | |
Where all the real players parlay | |
Stone City Band, 4-Tay and Rick James | |
Late night, clubbin, game recognizin game | |
Toast the ass not the glass and we outie | |
All day, every day, players keep it cloudy | |
Mocha Almond, caramel, chocolate | |
One you got em started, man, it really aint no stoppin | |
Pimps, players, pushers, aint nothin like the ghetto | |
The partys on again, holler at a player, dough | |
Just like mafioso, so just bring a toast | |
Boss Hogs, shot callers and Im the force | |
Passports for a scrapper it goes nation wide | |
And about that root of all evil it might just cost your life | |
Bring on the funk, Rick, we got the party pack | |
With all these freaks and hoes, man, I gots to mack | |
I cant stay 4-Tay | |
I got to go check out that West Coast thang |
zuo ci : James | |
Rick James featuring Rappin 4Tay | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto | |
Even if you came through the party with some ass | |
Dont need no cash with the VIP pass | |
In your pocket or your purse, be my first verse | |
Raps an addiction such as Pulp Fiction | |
I represent the west, the number one, we be the best | |
No walking with no limping, no, I dont do no simpin | |
Sticking to my player script suckas keep trippin slippin | |
Spread a lot of game, thats what the people want me | |
?? With the?? | |
That you act that player hatin copycat | |
Same little trip, you talk down on a player track | |
If you wonder how I got the boss game | |
Smokin on Mary Jane, listenin to Rick James | |
Uh, bring the funk Bring the funk | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto What you say | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Yeah, just the sound | |
Eenie meenie miny moe, no matter what hood | |
That you come from, you get out if you just could | |
Pimps, players and pushers on the corner block | |
You should see all the money that you can clock | |
In the ghetto, you can hear a rapsody | |
And the melody is written just for you and me | |
Call it folk, call it rhythm and blues | |
It aint nothin but a feelin that we choose | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto What you say | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Yeah, just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto Bring it 4Tay | |
Aint no funk like funk this way in the Bay | |
Where all the real players parlay | |
Stone City Band, 4Tay and Rick James | |
Late night, clubbin, game recognizin game | |
Toast the ass not the glass and we outie | |
All day, every day, players keep it cloudy | |
Mocha Almond, caramel, chocolate | |
One you got em started, man, it really aint no stoppin | |
Pimps, players, pushers, aint nothin like the ghetto | |
The partys on again, holler at a player, dough | |
Just like mafioso, so just bring a toast | |
Boss Hogs, shot callers and Im the force | |
Passports for a scrapper it goes nation wide | |
And about that root of all evil it might just cost your life | |
Bring on the funk, Rick, we got the party pack | |
With all these freaks and hoes, man, I gots to mack | |
I cant stay 4Tay | |
I got to go check out that West Coast thang |
zuò cí : James | |
Rick James featuring Rappin 4Tay | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Come on, come on, come on with the funk thang | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto | |
Even if you came through the party with some ass | |
Dont need no cash with the VIP pass | |
In your pocket or your purse, be my first verse | |
Raps an addiction such as Pulp Fiction | |
I represent the west, the number one, we be the best | |
No walking with no limping, no, I dont do no simpin | |
Sticking to my player script suckas keep trippin slippin | |
Spread a lot of game, thats what the people want me | |
?? With the?? | |
That you act that player hatin copycat | |
Same little trip, you talk down on a player track | |
If you wonder how I got the boss game | |
Smokin on Mary Jane, listenin to Rick James | |
Uh, bring the funk Bring the funk | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto What you say | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Yeah, just the sound | |
Eenie meenie miny moe, no matter what hood | |
That you come from, you get out if you just could | |
Pimps, players and pushers on the corner block | |
You should see all the money that you can clock | |
In the ghetto, you can hear a rapsody | |
And the melody is written just for you and me | |
Call it folk, call it rhythm and blues | |
It aint nothin but a feelin that we choose | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto What you say | |
Urban Rapsody Yeah | |
Yeah, just the sound Just the sound | |
Sound of the ghetto Bring it 4Tay | |
Aint no funk like funk this way in the Bay | |
Where all the real players parlay | |
Stone City Band, 4Tay and Rick James | |
Late night, clubbin, game recognizin game | |
Toast the ass not the glass and we outie | |
All day, every day, players keep it cloudy | |
Mocha Almond, caramel, chocolate | |
One you got em started, man, it really aint no stoppin | |
Pimps, players, pushers, aint nothin like the ghetto | |
The partys on again, holler at a player, dough | |
Just like mafioso, so just bring a toast | |
Boss Hogs, shot callers and Im the force | |
Passports for a scrapper it goes nation wide | |
And about that root of all evil it might just cost your life | |
Bring on the funk, Rick, we got the party pack | |
With all these freaks and hoes, man, I gots to mack | |
I cant stay 4Tay | |
I got to go check out that West Coast thang |