What You Talkin' Lyrics
| Song | What You Talkin' |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | We Mean Business |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith/Kejuan Muchita | |
| 作曲 : Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith/Kejuan Muchita | |
| [Hook One: Erick Sermon] | |
| We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n | |
| We got dough but it ain't from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it's out job and | |
| Def Squad mother****er and my name is | |
| Edi Amin - nigga what you talkin | |
| The Grand Royal - nigga what you talkin | |
| It's E-Dub - nigga what you talkin | |
| Tell 'em to lift it up (no doubt E) | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| Yo this here is big boy shit (yeah) for the over 200 pounder club | |
| Co-cappy dub (whoahhhoahhh) | |
| I came back to rep my city | |
| Nigga, I took the key from Diddy | |
| Def Squad's the committee, I rock for the gritty | |
| I'm milk like a new mom titty - y'all wit me? | |
| E Serm' the Green Eyed one, call me M-Ro | |
| I got stripes on my arm, call me general | |
| I'm nice (I'm nice) I'll pull rank like Condoleezza Rice | |
| Leaves of rice with this mic device | |
| Easy~! Who got the issue I'll straight diss you | |
| And hit you with the dadgum missile - hear it whistle? | |
| Comin for ya the Oscar De La Hoya, the Golden Boy | |
| Yeah - I'm that dude, don't believe I'll show ya boy | |
| Ask Destiny's Child, I'm that "Soldier Boy" | |
| Chill like the New York winter, no one colder boy | |
| [Hook Two: Erick Sermon] + (Havoc) | |
| We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n | |
| We got dough but it ain't from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it's out job and | |
| Infamous mother****er and his name is | |
| (Black Mobb'n) - nigga what you talkin | |
| (G.B. I-N-3) - what you talkin | |
| (Infamous Mobb Deep) - what you talkin | |
| (H-A-V-O-C) - what you talkin | |
| [Havoc] | |
| The stomach stay hungry so the hammer keep lickin | |
| I'm lookin at the clock see time is still tickin | |
| My beef, open the stove, see mine is done | |
| When they keep playin with me, you minus one | |
| One less nigga on that street my patience | |
| Run short so ready to make you ancient | |
| Your last destination'll be marked a headstone | |
| Ain't worth it like tryin to get a fed case thrown | |
| Closed casket, and ain't that what, who want what? | |
| I mastered, playin the cut, 'til I'm forced | |
| Out my shell, pull that gat, you spill guts | |
| 'Splain it yourself, of how you ain't sayin the stuff | |
| Time's up, you about to get touched homeboy | |
| I ain't gon' sit here and argue wit'cha face homeboy | |
| But next time you better watch what you say homeboy | |
| But ain't gon' be a next time say bye homeboy | |
| [Hook Three: Erick Sermon] + (Parrish) | |
| We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n | |
| We got dough but it ain't from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it's out job and | |
| Hit Squad mother****er and my name is | |
| (I'm the Microphone Doctor) - nigga what you talkin | |
| (PMD) - nigga what you talkin | |
| (A black cloud) - nigga what you talkin | |
| (Time to lift it up) - uh-huh, what you talkin | |
| [Parrish Smith] | |
| I be killin it when I'm feelin it | |
| Straight drillin it when I'm peelin it | |
| Comin through in the Tahoe truck fo'-wheelin it | |
| Rollin through thick, pumpin knockin blastin my shit | |
| Checkin out chicks | |
| Pointin sayin "That's P the shit" | |
| Freshly dipped, Nike Air Force One is the kick | |
| I'm Parrish Smith, you dudes don't wanna **** with this | |
| You got nothin, since "Strictly Biz" I keep it pumpin | |
| At every function, yo E and P, never lunchin | |
| Never slip, microphone wreck is the biz | |
| (That's Erick Sermon) and me Parrish Smith | |
| Probably blowin your whole life to shit | |
| That's how trifle it get, your fly-ass wife'll quit | |
| And like AJ Benz on Hollywood Scandal, life's a bitch | |
| We got the hypest spit, straight up cause we nicer kid | |
| Look what the mic done did, EPMD know, lost they wig | |
| From day one, never been a dud with the flow gun | |
| [Hook Four: Erick Sermon] | |
| We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n | |
| We got dough but it ain't from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it's out job and | |
| Squadron mother****er and the name is | |
| {Edi Amin} nigga what you talkin | |
| {I'm the Microphone Doctor} nigga what you talkin | |
| {It's E-Dub} nigga what you talkin | |
| {Infamous Mobb Deep} what you talkin |
| zuo ci : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith Kejuan Muchita | |
| zuo qu : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith Kejuan Muchita | |
| Hook One: Erick Sermon | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Def Squad mother er and my name is | |
| Edi Amin nigga what you talkin | |
| The Grand Royal nigga what you talkin | |
| It' s EDub nigga what you talkin | |
| Tell ' em to lift it up no doubt E | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Yo this here is big boy shit yeah for the over 200 pounder club | |
| Cocappy dub whoahhhoahhh | |
| I came back to rep my city | |
| Nigga, I took the key from Diddy | |
| Def Squad' s the committee, I rock for the gritty | |
| I' m milk like a new mom titty y' all wit me? | |
| E Serm' the Green Eyed one, call me MRo | |
| I got stripes on my arm, call me general | |
| I' m nice I' m nice I' ll pull rank like Condoleezza Rice | |
| Leaves of rice with this mic device | |
| Easy! Who got the issue I' ll straight diss you | |
| And hit you with the dadgum missile hear it whistle? | |
| Comin for ya the Oscar De La Hoya, the Golden Boy | |
| Yeah I' m that dude, don' t believe I' ll show ya boy | |
| Ask Destiny' s Child, I' m that " Soldier Boy" | |
| Chill like the New York winter, no one colder boy | |
| Hook Two: Erick Sermon Havoc | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Infamous mother er and his name is | |
| Black Mobb' n nigga what you talkin | |
| G. B. IN3 what you talkin | |
| Infamous Mobb Deep what you talkin | |
| HAVOC what you talkin | |
| Havoc | |
| The stomach stay hungry so the hammer keep lickin | |
| I' m lookin at the clock see time is still tickin | |
| My beef, open the stove, see mine is done | |
| When they keep playin with me, you minus one | |
| One less nigga on that street my patience | |
| Run short so ready to make you ancient | |
| Your last destination' ll be marked a headstone | |
| Ain' t worth it like tryin to get a fed case thrown | |
| Closed casket, and ain' t that what, who want what? | |
| I mastered, playin the cut, ' til I' m forced | |
| Out my shell, pull that gat, you spill guts | |
| ' Splain it yourself, of how you ain' t sayin the stuff | |
| Time' s up, you about to get touched homeboy | |
| I ain' t gon' sit here and argue wit' cha face homeboy | |
| But next time you better watch what you say homeboy | |
| But ain' t gon' be a next time say bye homeboy | |
| Hook Three: Erick Sermon Parrish | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Hit Squad mother er and my name is | |
| I' m the Microphone Doctor nigga what you talkin | |
| PMD nigga what you talkin | |
| A black cloud nigga what you talkin | |
| Time to lift it up uhhuh, what you talkin | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| I be killin it when I' m feelin it | |
| Straight drillin it when I' m peelin it | |
| Comin through in the Tahoe truck fo' wheelin it | |
| Rollin through thick, pumpin knockin blastin my shit | |
| Checkin out chicks | |
| Pointin sayin " That' s P the shit" | |
| Freshly dipped, Nike Air Force One is the kick | |
| I' m Parrish Smith, you dudes don' t wanna with this | |
| You got nothin, since " Strictly Biz" I keep it pumpin | |
| At every function, yo E and P, never lunchin | |
| Never slip, microphone wreck is the biz | |
| That' s Erick Sermon and me Parrish Smith | |
| Probably blowin your whole life to shit | |
| That' s how trifle it get, your flyass wife' ll quit | |
| And like AJ Benz on Hollywood Scandal, life' s a bitch | |
| We got the hypest spit, straight up cause we nicer kid | |
| Look what the mic done did, EPMD know, lost they wig | |
| From day one, never been a dud with the flow gun | |
| Hook Four: Erick Sermon | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Squadron mother er and the name is | |
| Edi Amin nigga what you talkin | |
| I' m the Microphone Doctor nigga what you talkin | |
| It' s EDub nigga what you talkin | |
| Infamous Mobb Deep what you talkin |
| zuò cí : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith Kejuan Muchita | |
| zuò qǔ : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith Kejuan Muchita | |
| Hook One: Erick Sermon | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Def Squad mother er and my name is | |
| Edi Amin nigga what you talkin | |
| The Grand Royal nigga what you talkin | |
| It' s EDub nigga what you talkin | |
| Tell ' em to lift it up no doubt E | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Yo this here is big boy shit yeah for the over 200 pounder club | |
| Cocappy dub whoahhhoahhh | |
| I came back to rep my city | |
| Nigga, I took the key from Diddy | |
| Def Squad' s the committee, I rock for the gritty | |
| I' m milk like a new mom titty y' all wit me? | |
| E Serm' the Green Eyed one, call me MRo | |
| I got stripes on my arm, call me general | |
| I' m nice I' m nice I' ll pull rank like Condoleezza Rice | |
| Leaves of rice with this mic device | |
| Easy! Who got the issue I' ll straight diss you | |
| And hit you with the dadgum missile hear it whistle? | |
| Comin for ya the Oscar De La Hoya, the Golden Boy | |
| Yeah I' m that dude, don' t believe I' ll show ya boy | |
| Ask Destiny' s Child, I' m that " Soldier Boy" | |
| Chill like the New York winter, no one colder boy | |
| Hook Two: Erick Sermon Havoc | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Infamous mother er and his name is | |
| Black Mobb' n nigga what you talkin | |
| G. B. IN3 what you talkin | |
| Infamous Mobb Deep what you talkin | |
| HAVOC what you talkin | |
| Havoc | |
| The stomach stay hungry so the hammer keep lickin | |
| I' m lookin at the clock see time is still tickin | |
| My beef, open the stove, see mine is done | |
| When they keep playin with me, you minus one | |
| One less nigga on that street my patience | |
| Run short so ready to make you ancient | |
| Your last destination' ll be marked a headstone | |
| Ain' t worth it like tryin to get a fed case thrown | |
| Closed casket, and ain' t that what, who want what? | |
| I mastered, playin the cut, ' til I' m forced | |
| Out my shell, pull that gat, you spill guts | |
| ' Splain it yourself, of how you ain' t sayin the stuff | |
| Time' s up, you about to get touched homeboy | |
| I ain' t gon' sit here and argue wit' cha face homeboy | |
| But next time you better watch what you say homeboy | |
| But ain' t gon' be a next time say bye homeboy | |
| Hook Three: Erick Sermon Parrish | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Hit Squad mother er and my name is | |
| I' m the Microphone Doctor nigga what you talkin | |
| PMD nigga what you talkin | |
| A black cloud nigga what you talkin | |
| Time to lift it up uhhuh, what you talkin | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| I be killin it when I' m feelin it | |
| Straight drillin it when I' m peelin it | |
| Comin through in the Tahoe truck fo' wheelin it | |
| Rollin through thick, pumpin knockin blastin my shit | |
| Checkin out chicks | |
| Pointin sayin " That' s P the shit" | |
| Freshly dipped, Nike Air Force One is the kick | |
| I' m Parrish Smith, you dudes don' t wanna with this | |
| You got nothin, since " Strictly Biz" I keep it pumpin | |
| At every function, yo E and P, never lunchin | |
| Never slip, microphone wreck is the biz | |
| That' s Erick Sermon and me Parrish Smith | |
| Probably blowin your whole life to shit | |
| That' s how trifle it get, your flyass wife' ll quit | |
| And like AJ Benz on Hollywood Scandal, life' s a bitch | |
| We got the hypest spit, straight up cause we nicer kid | |
| Look what the mic done did, EPMD know, lost they wig | |
| From day one, never been a dud with the flow gun | |
| Hook Four: Erick Sermon | |
| We Mobb' n, Hit Squad' n | |
| We got dough but it ain' t from robbin | |
| We rock microphones it' s out job and | |
| Squadron mother er and the name is | |
| Edi Amin nigga what you talkin | |
| I' m the Microphone Doctor nigga what you talkin | |
| It' s EDub nigga what you talkin | |
| Infamous Mobb Deep what you talkin |
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