Ohkeedoke Lyrics
| Song | Ohkeedoke |
| Artist | Boot Camp Clik |
| Album | For the People |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McNair, MS, Williams | |
| Let's go...no time to do your hair, baby | |
| [starang] | |
| Ayo! there the go kid! | |
| [all] | |
| Right there! right there!...oh oh, oh oh... | |
| [ms] | |
| I'm movin' smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice, | |
| Because these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin' they nice | |
| Headz screamin' they need it, but do you really want hardcore? | |
| Stakes is high like de la, plus i'm fiending to start more | |
| [starang] | |
| Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any hooligan | |
| Frontin' on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin' with? | |
| Y'all be on the mic kickin' nothing but that nonsense | |
| Nigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb since | |
| [tek] | |
| Tell me to maintain and keep doin' my thang | |
| Keep my dick in my pants, and just stack the green | |
| Shorties can't be coniving, had to flip about warning | |
| Now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin' | |
| Chorus: | |
| [starang]:now in the back of my mind, yo i really do hope | |
| [tek]:that motherfuckers out here don't take my crew for no joke | |
| [ms]:'cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin' for broke | |
| [all]:but we'll never fall victim to the ohkeedoke! | |
| [starang]:it goes on and on and on and on | |
| [all]:you keep on, and you don't stop | |
| [starang]yo, it goes on and on and on and on | |
| [all]: you keep on and you don't stop | |
| [starang] | |
| Steepin' to ya, dru ha, you hit the jackpot | |
| Starang bust thangs since tek found the a-black spot | |
| Me and mr. smokee, playin' the lo-key | |
| Puffin; on l's, i never fell for the ohkee... | |
| [ms] | |
| ...doke! when your plan goes up in smoke | |
| Like a bob marley spliff being smoked to a roach | |
| But on the contrair, if i smoked an ounce a day | |
| It'll only make a mess when i bounce this way | |
| [tek] | |
| The jail scene ain't workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall | |
| Fam put a block on the phone, won't accept collect calls | |
| And to top it all off, heard my co-defendant turned canary | |
| Stutter steeping through the house lookin' all scary | |
| I'm just waiting to face him in the mess hall | |
| Thinkin' 'bout the tyson loss, gettin' my reps off | |
| And the niggas in the world that i used to roll with | |
| Dont even write scripts, that's the ohkeedoke shit | |
| [chorus] | |
| [starang] | |
| Niggas say starang's smooth, just like ice without cube | |
| I'm nice without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track | |
| Niggas call me starang, others call me jack | |
| But if you call and i'm not home, you can call me back | |
| But no matter where i'm at, i always rock the show | |
| The niggas next up on the mic, y'all niggas gots to go | |
| Phantom of the opera, yo i blow scenes north, south, east | |
| West, fuck your chest dukes, get it out your mouthpiece | |
| [tek] | |
| (i was) laid back sippin' beck's, gently cleaning off a black tek | |
| Jp's cuban link got my neck laced (shine baby) | |
| Steal the show like a thief, blow without a trace | |
| See so many wannabe's steadily tryin' to be me | |
| Act grimy, crimies constantly scheme how to fi me | |
| Out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homeless | |
| No disresepct intended, but it's a fucked up world we live in | |
| [ms] | |
| My lust for hip hop got me strivin' for perfection | |
| And when my inner glow shine, you vision my reflection | |
| And now chumps had to get a closer glimpse at it | |
| As sweat trickle down your face, you break into a panic | |
| [chorus] | |
| (phonecall 1-900-get-da-boot) | |
| [tek] | |
| Like when your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that's the ohkeedoke, | |
| When shorties come to see a nigga with...while you bleedin' is the ohkeedoke, | |
| Too | |
| [starang] | |
| Magnum force... | |
| [tek] | |
| World wide... | |
| [starang] | |
| Strictly bcc...strictly bcc... | |
| It goes on and on and on and on | |
| You keep on and you don't stop | |
| Word up y'all everything is nature, word up y'all, i don't hate cha | |
| We keep it movin'...we keep it movin'... | |
| [tek] | |
| Yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your crib | |
| With your license...that's the ohkeedoke... |
| zuo ci : McNair, MS, Williams | |
| Let' s go... no time to do your hair, baby | |
| starang | |
| Ayo! there the go kid! | |
| all | |
| Right there! right there!... oh oh, oh oh... | |
| ms | |
| I' m movin' smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice, | |
| Because these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin' they nice | |
| Headz screamin' they need it, but do you really want hardcore? | |
| Stakes is high like de la, plus i' m fiending to start more | |
| starang | |
| Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any hooligan | |
| Frontin' on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin' with? | |
| Y' all be on the mic kickin' nothing but that nonsense | |
| Nigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb since | |
| tek | |
| Tell me to maintain and keep doin' my thang | |
| Keep my dick in my pants, and just stack the green | |
| Shorties can' t be coniving, had to flip about warning | |
| Now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin' | |
| Chorus: | |
| starang: now in the back of my mind, yo i really do hope | |
| tek: that motherfuckers out here don' t take my crew for no joke | |
| ms:' cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin' for broke | |
| all: but we' ll never fall victim to the ohkeedoke! | |
| starang: it goes on and on and on and on | |
| all: you keep on, and you don' t stop | |
| starang yo, it goes on and on and on and on | |
| all: you keep on and you don' t stop | |
| starang | |
| Steepin' to ya, dru ha, you hit the jackpot | |
| Starang bust thangs since tek found the ablack spot | |
| Me and mr. smokee, playin' the lokey | |
| Puffin on l' s, i never fell for the ohkee... | |
| ms | |
| ... doke! when your plan goes up in smoke | |
| Like a bob marley spliff being smoked to a roach | |
| But on the contrair, if i smoked an ounce a day | |
| It' ll only make a mess when i bounce this way | |
| tek | |
| The jail scene ain' t workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall | |
| Fam put a block on the phone, won' t accept collect calls | |
| And to top it all off, heard my codefendant turned canary | |
| Stutter steeping through the house lookin' all scary | |
| I' m just waiting to face him in the mess hall | |
| Thinkin' ' bout the tyson loss, gettin' my reps off | |
| And the niggas in the world that i used to roll with | |
| Dont even write scripts, that' s the ohkeedoke shit | |
| chorus | |
| starang | |
| Niggas say starang' s smooth, just like ice without cube | |
| I' m nice without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track | |
| Niggas call me starang, others call me jack | |
| But if you call and i' m not home, you can call me back | |
| But no matter where i' m at, i always rock the show | |
| The niggas next up on the mic, y' all niggas gots to go | |
| Phantom of the opera, yo i blow scenes north, south, east | |
| West, fuck your chest dukes, get it out your mouthpiece | |
| tek | |
| i was laid back sippin' beck' s, gently cleaning off a black tek | |
| Jp' s cuban link got my neck laced shine baby | |
| Steal the show like a thief, blow without a trace | |
| See so many wannabe' s steadily tryin' to be me | |
| Act grimy, crimies constantly scheme how to fi me | |
| Out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homeless | |
| No disresepct intended, but it' s a fucked up world we live in | |
| ms | |
| My lust for hip hop got me strivin' for perfection | |
| And when my inner glow shine, you vision my reflection | |
| And now chumps had to get a closer glimpse at it | |
| As sweat trickle down your face, you break into a panic | |
| chorus | |
| phonecall 1900getdaboot | |
| tek | |
| Like when your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that' s the ohkeedoke, | |
| When shorties come to see a nigga with... while you bleedin' is the ohkeedoke, | |
| Too | |
| starang | |
| Magnum force... | |
| tek | |
| World wide... | |
| starang | |
| Strictly bcc... strictly bcc... | |
| It goes on and on and on and on | |
| You keep on and you don' t stop | |
| Word up y' all everything is nature, word up y' all, i don' t hate cha | |
| We keep it movin'... we keep it movin'... | |
| tek | |
| Yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your crib | |
| With your license... that' s the ohkeedoke... |
| zuò cí : McNair, MS, Williams | |
| Let' s go... no time to do your hair, baby | |
| starang | |
| Ayo! there the go kid! | |
| all | |
| Right there! right there!... oh oh, oh oh... | |
| ms | |
| I' m movin' smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice, | |
| Because these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin' they nice | |
| Headz screamin' they need it, but do you really want hardcore? | |
| Stakes is high like de la, plus i' m fiending to start more | |
| starang | |
| Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any hooligan | |
| Frontin' on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin' with? | |
| Y' all be on the mic kickin' nothing but that nonsense | |
| Nigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb since | |
| tek | |
| Tell me to maintain and keep doin' my thang | |
| Keep my dick in my pants, and just stack the green | |
| Shorties can' t be coniving, had to flip about warning | |
| Now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin' | |
| Chorus: | |
| starang: now in the back of my mind, yo i really do hope | |
| tek: that motherfuckers out here don' t take my crew for no joke | |
| ms:' cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin' for broke | |
| all: but we' ll never fall victim to the ohkeedoke! | |
| starang: it goes on and on and on and on | |
| all: you keep on, and you don' t stop | |
| starang yo, it goes on and on and on and on | |
| all: you keep on and you don' t stop | |
| starang | |
| Steepin' to ya, dru ha, you hit the jackpot | |
| Starang bust thangs since tek found the ablack spot | |
| Me and mr. smokee, playin' the lokey | |
| Puffin on l' s, i never fell for the ohkee... | |
| ms | |
| ... doke! when your plan goes up in smoke | |
| Like a bob marley spliff being smoked to a roach | |
| But on the contrair, if i smoked an ounce a day | |
| It' ll only make a mess when i bounce this way | |
| tek | |
| The jail scene ain' t workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall | |
| Fam put a block on the phone, won' t accept collect calls | |
| And to top it all off, heard my codefendant turned canary | |
| Stutter steeping through the house lookin' all scary | |
| I' m just waiting to face him in the mess hall | |
| Thinkin' ' bout the tyson loss, gettin' my reps off | |
| And the niggas in the world that i used to roll with | |
| Dont even write scripts, that' s the ohkeedoke shit | |
| chorus | |
| starang | |
| Niggas say starang' s smooth, just like ice without cube | |
| I' m nice without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track | |
| Niggas call me starang, others call me jack | |
| But if you call and i' m not home, you can call me back | |
| But no matter where i' m at, i always rock the show | |
| The niggas next up on the mic, y' all niggas gots to go | |
| Phantom of the opera, yo i blow scenes north, south, east | |
| West, fuck your chest dukes, get it out your mouthpiece | |
| tek | |
| i was laid back sippin' beck' s, gently cleaning off a black tek | |
| Jp' s cuban link got my neck laced shine baby | |
| Steal the show like a thief, blow without a trace | |
| See so many wannabe' s steadily tryin' to be me | |
| Act grimy, crimies constantly scheme how to fi me | |
| Out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the homeless | |
| No disresepct intended, but it' s a fucked up world we live in | |
| ms | |
| My lust for hip hop got me strivin' for perfection | |
| And when my inner glow shine, you vision my reflection | |
| And now chumps had to get a closer glimpse at it | |
| As sweat trickle down your face, you break into a panic | |
| chorus | |
| phonecall 1900getdaboot | |
| tek | |
| Like when your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that' s the ohkeedoke, | |
| When shorties come to see a nigga with... while you bleedin' is the ohkeedoke, | |
| Too | |
| starang | |
| Magnum force... | |
| tek | |
| World wide... | |
| starang | |
| Strictly bcc... strictly bcc... | |
| It goes on and on and on and on | |
| You keep on and you don' t stop | |
| Word up y' all everything is nature, word up y' all, i don' t hate cha | |
| We keep it movin'... we keep it movin'... | |
| tek | |
| Yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your crib | |
| With your license... that' s the ohkeedoke... |
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