Driveby Miss Daisy Lyrics
| Song | Driveby Miss Daisy |
| Artist | Compton's Most Wanted |
| Album | Straight Checkn 'Em |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
| Picture a nigga on the warpath, | |
| And he'll spread terror through the city and leave a trail of blood baths. | |
| And to those that know, he's not a phony. | |
| But tonight he'll get his vengence on the fool who killed his homey. | |
| Don't give a fuck, he'll take you smooth on out. | |
| Cause the hood is where its good is what its about. | |
| Geah. Don't wanna squable, through down or even kick him. | |
| Just pull the fucking trigger cause to him your just a victim. | |
| Jumped in the car, ash traces of dub. | |
| Hit a couple of corners and pulls up at the bud spot where its hot. | |
| Yeah boy he knows it. | |
| But before he does the killing, he's got to get loaded. | |
| Throws up the set, then he bones out quick. | |
| Then he spits at a bitch just for riding his dick. | |
| Now he's at the curb and yeah he gots the feeling. | |
| He tells his homey, "G lets get ready for the killing." | |
| Little did he know | |
| Miss Daisy's in the kitchen | |
| Standing cooking chicken, 9 started clicking. | |
| Ran up to the back of the house like releigh races. | |
| Just like a train robbery, bandanas on their faces. | |
| He heres this fucking little voice in his brain. | |
| And its saying dont kill, we're all in the same gang. | |
| He tells it back, that aint the gang | |
| I'm in. Because the gang | |
| I'm in is like in it to win. | |
| So he killed off the sucker right there he didnt stop. | |
| Ran through the rooms and went pop pop pop. | |
| The explenation for this, he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby miss daisy. [And now the driveby].....[Say hello to my little friend.] [You die mutherfucker...] | |
| Check out the high rolling, young balling, pimp mack daddy. | |
| Drive a 190 | |
| E, ain't got no time for a caddy. | |
| He got snaps because he jacked a nigga. | |
| But he fucked up smooth and didn't pull the trigger. | |
| Now theres a contract for your head on a platter. | |
| If theres somebody with you they'll kill them too it dont matter. | |
| Now your laying low at your girlfriends crib. | |
| And your thinking of the shiesty shit that you did. | |
| Now you got balls and you pull another jack. | |
| Another and another, your pockets on fat. | |
| Dont give a fuck if he spends time in jail. | |
| Just load up the 9 with the hollow point shells. | |
| So nows he's on a mission, to kill or be killed. | |
| Since somebody's got to do it and the shoes are to be filled. | |
| So now its 12 o'clock, and its time for a jack. | |
| Not even thinking it was time for payback. | |
| And yeah you spot a fool who'll get the rag pack. | |
| Rolling close behind while you blase a 20 sack. | |
| He stops at a light on | |
| Elandra and | |
| Central. Jump the fuck out put the gun to the window, its kinda simple. | |
| But you know how it deal, and what the fuck was in store. | |
| It was the same punk who you tried to jack before. | |
| And he wont give up shit. | |
| Point blank hesitation. | |
| Innocent Miss | |
| Daisy at the mobile gas station. | |
| His 9 went click, your 9 went clack. | |
| Miss Daisy tried to run but got a shell in her back. | |
| The explanation for this he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby | |
| Miss Daisy. [And now the driveby].....[I'm gonna get you mutherfucker...] [Say hello to my little friend]....[so long..have a good trip.] [You die mutherfucker...] |
| zuo ci : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
| Picture a nigga on the warpath, | |
| And he' ll spread terror through the city and leave a trail of blood baths. | |
| And to those that know, he' s not a phony. | |
| But tonight he' ll get his vengence on the fool who killed his homey. | |
| Don' t give a fuck, he' ll take you smooth on out. | |
| Cause the hood is where its good is what its about. | |
| Geah. Don' t wanna squable, through down or even kick him. | |
| Just pull the fucking trigger cause to him your just a victim. | |
| Jumped in the car, ash traces of dub. | |
| Hit a couple of corners and pulls up at the bud spot where its hot. | |
| Yeah boy he knows it. | |
| But before he does the killing, he' s got to get loaded. | |
| Throws up the set, then he bones out quick. | |
| Then he spits at a bitch just for riding his dick. | |
| Now he' s at the curb and yeah he gots the feeling. | |
| He tells his homey, " G lets get ready for the killing." | |
| Little did he know | |
| Miss Daisy' s in the kitchen | |
| Standing cooking chicken, 9 started clicking. | |
| Ran up to the back of the house like releigh races. | |
| Just like a train robbery, bandanas on their faces. | |
| He heres this fucking little voice in his brain. | |
| And its saying dont kill, we' re all in the same gang. | |
| He tells it back, that aint the gang | |
| I' m in. Because the gang | |
| I' m in is like in it to win. | |
| So he killed off the sucker right there he didnt stop. | |
| Ran through the rooms and went pop pop pop. | |
| The explenation for this, he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby miss daisy. And now the driveby..... Say hello to my little friend. You die mutherfucker... | |
| Check out the high rolling, young balling, pimp mack daddy. | |
| Drive a 190 | |
| E, ain' t got no time for a caddy. | |
| He got snaps because he jacked a nigga. | |
| But he fucked up smooth and didn' t pull the trigger. | |
| Now theres a contract for your head on a platter. | |
| If theres somebody with you they' ll kill them too it dont matter. | |
| Now your laying low at your girlfriends crib. | |
| And your thinking of the shiesty shit that you did. | |
| Now you got balls and you pull another jack. | |
| Another and another, your pockets on fat. | |
| Dont give a fuck if he spends time in jail. | |
| Just load up the 9 with the hollow point shells. | |
| So nows he' s on a mission, to kill or be killed. | |
| Since somebody' s got to do it and the shoes are to be filled. | |
| So now its 12 o' clock, and its time for a jack. | |
| Not even thinking it was time for payback. | |
| And yeah you spot a fool who' ll get the rag pack. | |
| Rolling close behind while you blase a 20 sack. | |
| He stops at a light on | |
| Elandra and | |
| Central. Jump the fuck out put the gun to the window, its kinda simple. | |
| But you know how it deal, and what the fuck was in store. | |
| It was the same punk who you tried to jack before. | |
| And he wont give up shit. | |
| Point blank hesitation. | |
| Innocent Miss | |
| Daisy at the mobile gas station. | |
| His 9 went click, your 9 went clack. | |
| Miss Daisy tried to run but got a shell in her back. | |
| The explanation for this he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby | |
| Miss Daisy. And now the driveby..... I' m gonna get you mutherfucker... Say hello to my little friend.... so long.. have a good trip. You die mutherfucker... |
| zuò cí : Allen, Manuel, MC Eiht, Tyler | |
| Picture a nigga on the warpath, | |
| And he' ll spread terror through the city and leave a trail of blood baths. | |
| And to those that know, he' s not a phony. | |
| But tonight he' ll get his vengence on the fool who killed his homey. | |
| Don' t give a fuck, he' ll take you smooth on out. | |
| Cause the hood is where its good is what its about. | |
| Geah. Don' t wanna squable, through down or even kick him. | |
| Just pull the fucking trigger cause to him your just a victim. | |
| Jumped in the car, ash traces of dub. | |
| Hit a couple of corners and pulls up at the bud spot where its hot. | |
| Yeah boy he knows it. | |
| But before he does the killing, he' s got to get loaded. | |
| Throws up the set, then he bones out quick. | |
| Then he spits at a bitch just for riding his dick. | |
| Now he' s at the curb and yeah he gots the feeling. | |
| He tells his homey, " G lets get ready for the killing." | |
| Little did he know | |
| Miss Daisy' s in the kitchen | |
| Standing cooking chicken, 9 started clicking. | |
| Ran up to the back of the house like releigh races. | |
| Just like a train robbery, bandanas on their faces. | |
| He heres this fucking little voice in his brain. | |
| And its saying dont kill, we' re all in the same gang. | |
| He tells it back, that aint the gang | |
| I' m in. Because the gang | |
| I' m in is like in it to win. | |
| So he killed off the sucker right there he didnt stop. | |
| Ran through the rooms and went pop pop pop. | |
| The explenation for this, he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby miss daisy. And now the driveby..... Say hello to my little friend. You die mutherfucker... | |
| Check out the high rolling, young balling, pimp mack daddy. | |
| Drive a 190 | |
| E, ain' t got no time for a caddy. | |
| He got snaps because he jacked a nigga. | |
| But he fucked up smooth and didn' t pull the trigger. | |
| Now theres a contract for your head on a platter. | |
| If theres somebody with you they' ll kill them too it dont matter. | |
| Now your laying low at your girlfriends crib. | |
| And your thinking of the shiesty shit that you did. | |
| Now you got balls and you pull another jack. | |
| Another and another, your pockets on fat. | |
| Dont give a fuck if he spends time in jail. | |
| Just load up the 9 with the hollow point shells. | |
| So nows he' s on a mission, to kill or be killed. | |
| Since somebody' s got to do it and the shoes are to be filled. | |
| So now its 12 o' clock, and its time for a jack. | |
| Not even thinking it was time for payback. | |
| And yeah you spot a fool who' ll get the rag pack. | |
| Rolling close behind while you blase a 20 sack. | |
| He stops at a light on | |
| Elandra and | |
| Central. Jump the fuck out put the gun to the window, its kinda simple. | |
| But you know how it deal, and what the fuck was in store. | |
| It was the same punk who you tried to jack before. | |
| And he wont give up shit. | |
| Point blank hesitation. | |
| Innocent Miss | |
| Daisy at the mobile gas station. | |
| His 9 went click, your 9 went clack. | |
| Miss Daisy tried to run but got a shell in her back. | |
| The explanation for this he must was crazy. | |
| I guess thats why he had to driveby | |
| Miss Daisy. And now the driveby..... I' m gonna get you mutherfucker... Say hello to my little friend.... so long.. have a good trip. You die mutherfucker... |
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