| Song | Six Bad Brothers |
| Artist | Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. |
| Album | New Funky Nation |
| 作曲 : Devoux, Devoux, Silva | |
| This is roll call, homeboy 1 (Ooh, that's funky, mama) 2 bad brothas (Ooh, that's funky, mama) 3 bad brothas (Ooh, that's funky, mama) 4 bad brothas (Ooh, that's funky, mama) 5 bad brothas (Ooh, that's funky, mama) 6 bad brothas | |
| Ready? Hit it [VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd] | |
| Pong, Don | |
| Simone on the microphone | |
| You like the sound? | |
| Don't touch the bass, homes | |
| Drop it, you can't stop it, you wish you would ' | |
| Kick it in the hood...' - you never could | |
| Good, better than bad, the new fad | |
| But your 6-4 can never touch my | |
| Cad The granddad, now you call me superior | |
| You know my name, but me, | |
| I never hear of ya | |
| Rid - R-i-d, now say it backwards | |
| D-i-r, Director | |
| In Control | |
| Respective | |
| You think you're rollin, jock holdin walkin around | |
| But the T. | |
| R.I.B.E. rides deep, so deep you might drown | |
| Now, you picked a letter | |
| You picked the r, it's time to fade the trendsetter | |
| Never, I'm just too clever, cause | |
| I'm the Ganxsta | |
| To kill ya, you're the vermin, | |
| I'll drank ya | |
| Intoxicated, r rated with the content | |
| This one's so funky, gotta use it in my concert | |
| You get hurt if you try to revert to any other | |
| From the Six | |
| Bad Brothas 7 bad brothas 8 bad brothas 9 bad brothas 10 [VERSE 2: Ganxta R?dd] 10, chin, you give the pin to the hench men | |
| A kite was shot straight to the hit man 6 is better than 1 | |
| But Six Bad | |
| Brothas with guns | |
| Packin 808 kick drums | |
| Bad muthafuckas, six wanted hustlers | |
| Down for the count, we kill you with a muffler | |
| Silence - they said real bad boys move in silence | |
| But the hard loud ones are more violent | |
| I keep strollin cause of the mic | |
| I'm holdin 16 deep, so you know we rollin | |
| Doin it like gangsters, rollin like stars | |
| Busters beat up girls and tuck behind the hard | |
| Hardcore, identical to the last one | |
| All you can do is make beer runs | |
| You got it like this, we got it like that | |
| Man, y'all ain't be got no gat... | |
| Boo-Yaa T. | |
| R.I.B.E. is the winnin team (Why you say that?) | |
| Cause we get the loudest scream | |
| So hold your bitch tight, cause we're all fighters, not lovers | |
| Yeah, Six | |
| Bad Brothas 7 bad brothas 8 bad brothas 9 bad brothas 10 (Ooh, that's funky, mama) | |
| Godfather, you think they can get with | |
| T.R.I.B.E.? [Godfather] | |
| Na, na, na, na, na | |
| Tell em, T. | |
| R.I.B.E. [all] | |
| Na, na, na, na, na | |
| Godfather - a bad brotha (King Roscoe) - a bad brotha (K.O.D.) - a bad brotha (E.K.A.) - a bad brotha (O.M.B.) - a bad brotha | |
| Ganxta R?dd - a bad brotha | |
| And to the | |
| T.R.I.B.E. - some bad brothas | |
| Yeah Word to the brothas [VERSE 3: Ganxta R?dd] | |
| I don't need an application for this ryhme creation | |
| A boo-yaa to ya with the rhyme reputation | |
| Multiply like a fly, opponents realize 6 bad brothas finna energize ??? rhyme sayer is what you wanna be | |
| I said a rap, he was crap, sounded more like a summary | |
| O is on the go, known to be a bragger | |
| Goin straight to all you posses like a 12" dagger Suicidal, emotion will result in disgrace A rhyme sayer, a player simply settin the pace Temperature flare to a certain degree And like a cold we got symptoms inside you will see Now our dry cell analyzed, we can't be defined Coordinated, updated with the one-track mind Yo, the mind (what is the mind?) The mind is a tool that make busters go blind Manipulator, fader, perpetrator hater Innovator, debater, operator, calculator Rap schooler, and there ain't no cooler When it comes to MC's, Boo-Yaa the rap rulers 1 bad brotha 2 bad brothas 3 bad brothas 4 bad brothas 5 bad brothas 6 bad brothas That's all it takes, homeboy (Ooh, that's funky, mama) |
| zuò qǔ : Devoux, Devoux, Silva | |
| This is roll call, homeboy 1 Ooh, that' s funky, mama 2 bad brothas Ooh, that' s funky, mama 3 bad brothas Ooh, that' s funky, mama 4 bad brothas Ooh, that' s funky, mama 5 bad brothas Ooh, that' s funky, mama 6 bad brothas | |
| Ready? Hit it VERSE 1: Ganxta R? dd | |
| Pong, Don | |
| Simone on the microphone | |
| You like the sound? | |
| Don' t touch the bass, homes | |
| Drop it, you can' t stop it, you wish you would ' | |
| Kick it in the hood...' you never could | |
| Good, better than bad, the new fad | |
| But your 64 can never touch my | |
| Cad The granddad, now you call me superior | |
| You know my name, but me, | |
| I never hear of ya | |
| Rid Rid, now say it backwards | |
| Dir, Director | |
| In Control | |
| Respective | |
| You think you' re rollin, jock holdin walkin around | |
| But the T. | |
| R. I. B. E. rides deep, so deep you might drown | |
| Now, you picked a letter | |
| You picked the r, it' s time to fade the trendsetter | |
| Never, I' m just too clever, cause | |
| I' m the Ganxsta | |
| To kill ya, you' re the vermin, | |
| I' ll drank ya | |
| Intoxicated, r rated with the content | |
| This one' s so funky, gotta use it in my concert | |
| You get hurt if you try to revert to any other | |
| From the Six | |
| Bad Brothas 7 bad brothas 8 bad brothas 9 bad brothas 10 VERSE 2: Ganxta R? dd 10, chin, you give the pin to the hench men | |
| A kite was shot straight to the hit man 6 is better than 1 | |
| But Six Bad | |
| Brothas with guns | |
| Packin 808 kick drums | |
| Bad muthafuckas, six wanted hustlers | |
| Down for the count, we kill you with a muffler | |
| Silence they said real bad boys move in silence | |
| But the hard loud ones are more violent | |
| I keep strollin cause of the mic | |
| I' m holdin 16 deep, so you know we rollin | |
| Doin it like gangsters, rollin like stars | |
| Busters beat up girls and tuck behind the hard | |
| Hardcore, identical to the last one | |
| All you can do is make beer runs | |
| You got it like this, we got it like that | |
| Man, y' all ain' t be got no gat... | |
| BooYaa T. | |
| R. I. B. E. is the winnin team Why you say that? | |
| Cause we get the loudest scream | |
| So hold your bitch tight, cause we' re all fighters, not lovers | |
| Yeah, Six | |
| Bad Brothas 7 bad brothas 8 bad brothas 9 bad brothas 10 Ooh, that' s funky, mama | |
| Godfather, you think they can get with | |
| T. R. I. B. E.? Godfather | |
| Na, na, na, na, na | |
| Tell em, T. | |
| R. I. B. E. all | |
| Na, na, na, na, na | |
| Godfather a bad brotha King Roscoe a bad brotha K. O. D. a bad brotha E. K. A. a bad brotha O. M. B. a bad brotha | |
| Ganxta R? dd a bad brotha | |
| And to the | |
| T. R. I. B. E. some bad brothas | |
| Yeah Word to the brothas VERSE 3: Ganxta R? dd | |
| I don' t need an application for this ryhme creation | |
| A booyaa to ya with the rhyme reputation | |
| Multiply like a fly, opponents realize 6 bad brothas finna energize ??? rhyme sayer is what you wanna be | |
| I said a rap, he was crap, sounded more like a summary | |
| O is on the go, known to be a bragger | |
| Goin straight to all you posses like a 12" dagger Suicidal, emotion will result in disgrace A rhyme sayer, a player simply settin the pace Temperature flare to a certain degree And like a cold we got symptoms inside you will see Now our dry cell analyzed, we can' t be defined Coordinated, updated with the onetrack mind Yo, the mind what is the mind? The mind is a tool that make busters go blind Manipulator, fader, perpetrator hater Innovator, debater, operator, calculator Rap schooler, and there ain' t no cooler When it comes to MC' s, BooYaa the rap rulers 1 bad brotha 2 bad brothas 3 bad brothas 4 bad brothas 5 bad brothas 6 bad brothas That' s all it takes, homeboy Ooh, that' s funky, mama |