LRC歌词
Yes_yes_yall - Geto Boys
[Scarface]
Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest
The GB, the general, the street sh*t, the timers
The motherf**kin criminals, see we keep it grimy
You niggaz chemicals, the w**d got you blinded
I'm the original, the author of this G-sh*t
You niggaz pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak sh*t
Me I'm a ni**a from the gutter motherf**ker
If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler
[Willie D]
It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all
I'm still in it y'all, f**k the critics y'all
Hoe niggaz make me hotter than tabasco
Play with my money I'ma kick you in your asshole
I see the videos, I read the magazines
Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes
I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist
I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots b**ch
[Bushwick Bill]
Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another b**ch?)
F**k nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)
F**k laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)
Ni**a f**k Paul, and the rest of y'all!
I'm the little motherf**ker with the big dick swingin
Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues
Geto Boys in this b**ch still bangin
And ain't sh*t changin (uh-uh) ain't sh*t changin
Don't like faggots, hate politicians
Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen
So I, send the whole world a f**k you note
Schumaker's got a desk job, f**k you hoe! (Aww nah!)
[Chorus 2X: Geto Boys]
I keep it real with it, to the hill with it
You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it
And every morning when I get up I know sh*t don't change
I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs
[Willie D]
I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe
Money money money gotta get that dough
I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters
Fall into the club and b**ches eyes get wider
I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt
But 95% of the sh*t is brainwork
I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers
If she ain't talkin 'bout f**kin I'ma get on dawg
[Scarface]
Now gimme five or six chickens I'ma flip those birds
Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve
If a ni**a catch me slippin I'ma get that nerd
Can't let you get away with that, that sh*t don't work
I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat
Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match
Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch
I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad
It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)
I like a skinny b**ch, I like the big broad
[Bushwick Bill]
It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)
I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all
I ain't the cutest ni**a rappin but I still got hoes
Snatch the baddest piece up in this b**ch with one eye closed
R. Kelly that's my ni**a so I like girls young
18 or 23, black and white, girls cum
Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill
Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real
5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike
Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life
[Chorus]
C'mon
Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup..
[Scarface]
Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finest
The GB, the general, the street sh*t, the timers
The motherf**kin criminals, see we keep it grimy
You niggaz chemicals, the w**d got you blinded
I'm the original, the author of this G-sh*t
You niggaz pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak sh*t
Me I'm a ni**a from the gutter motherf**ker
If rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler
[Willie D]
It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'all
I'm still in it y'all, f**k the critics y'all
Hoe niggaz make me hotter than tabasco
Play with my money I'ma kick you in your asshole
I see the videos, I read the magazines
Don't watch award shows, too many faggot scenes
I'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fist
I'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots b**ch
[Bushwick Bill]
Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another b**ch?)
F**k nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)
F**k laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)
Ni**a f**k Paul, and the rest of y'all!
I'm the little motherf**ker with the big dick swingin
Nuts still hangin, got hoes singin the blues
Geto Boys in this b**ch still bangin
And ain't sh*t changin (uh-uh) ain't sh*t changin
Don't like faggots, hate politicians
Can't stand snitches, know the Feds listen
So I, send the whole world a f**k you note
Schumaker's got a desk job, f**k you hoe! (Aww nah!)
[Chorus 2X: Geto Boys]
I keep it real with it, to the hill with it
You gotta deal with it, cause you can still get it
And every morning when I get up I know sh*t don't change
I'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs
[Willie D]
I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toe
Money money money gotta get that dough
I'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these biters
Fall into the club and b**ches eyes get wider
I like the way she look up in that liberty skirt
But 95% of the sh*t is brainwork
I might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawers
If she ain't talkin 'bout f**kin I'ma get on dawg
[Scarface]
Now gimme five or six chickens I'ma flip those birds
Cook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serve
If a ni**a catch me slippin I'ma get that nerd
Can't let you get away with that, that sh*t don't work
I wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hat
Somethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to match
Hoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatch
I don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just Brad
It's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)
I like a skinny b**ch, I like the big broad
[Bushwick Bill]
It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)
I like to stand and hit it from the back y'all
I ain't the cutest ni**a rappin but I still got hoes
Snatch the baddest piece up in this b**ch with one eye closed
R. Kelly that's my ni**a so I like girls young
18 or 23, black and white, girls cum
Little Richard like the singer, Dick for short but Bill
Short mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real
5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strike
Rap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life
[Chorus]
C'mon
Whassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup, whassup?
Whassup, whassup..
文本歌词
Yes_yes_yall - Geto Boys
Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finestThe GB, the general, the street sh*t, the timersThe motherf**kin criminals, see we keep it grimyYou niggaz chemicals, the w**d got you blindedI'm the original, the author of this G-sh*tYou niggaz pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak sh*tMe I'm a ni**a from the gutter motherf**kerIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler
It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'allI'm still in it y'all, f**k the critics y'allHoe niggaz make me hotter than tabascoPlay with my money I'ma kick you in your assholeI see the videos, I read the magazinesDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenesI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fistI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots b**ch
Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another b**ch?)F**k nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)F**k laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)Ni**a f**k Paul, and the rest of y'all!I'm the little motherf**ker with the big dick swinginNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the bluesGeto Boys in this b**ch still banginAnd ain't sh*t changin (uh-uh) ain't sh*t changinDon't like faggots, hate politiciansCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listenSo I, send the whole world a f**k you noteSchumaker's got a desk job, f**k you hoe! (Aww nah!)
I keep it real with it, to the hill with itYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get itAnd every morning when I get up I know sh*t don't changeI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs
I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toeMoney money money gotta get that doughI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these bitersFall into the club and b**ches eyes get widerI like the way she look up in that liberty skirtBut 95% of the sh*t is brainworkI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawersIf she ain't talkin 'bout f**kin I'ma get on dawg
Now gimme five or six chickens I'ma flip those birdsCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serveIf a ni**a catch me slippin I'ma get that nerdCan't let you get away with that, that sh*t don't workI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hatSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to matchHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatchI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just BradIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)I like a skinny b**ch, I like the big broad
It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)I like to stand and hit it from the back y'allI ain't the cutest ni**a rappin but I still got hoesSnatch the baddest piece up in this b**ch with one eye closedR. Kelly that's my ni**a so I like girls young18 or 23, black and white, girls cumLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but BillShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strikeRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life
C'monWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup..
Give it up for the invincible, it's H-Town's finestThe GB, the general, the street sh*t, the timersThe motherf**kin criminals, see we keep it grimyYou niggaz chemicals, the w**d got you blindedI'm the original, the author of this G-sh*tYou niggaz pitiful, cause y'all be on some weak sh*tMe I'm a ni**a from the gutter motherf**kerIf rap wasn't payin I'd hit the street cause I'm a hustler
It's Willie D y'all, it's been a minute y'allI'm still in it y'all, f**k the critics y'allHoe niggaz make me hotter than tabascoPlay with my money I'ma kick you in your assholeI see the videos, I read the magazinesDon't watch award shows, too many faggot scenesI'm a machine, got a pistol in my loose fistI'll leave you twisted on the ground in your boots b**ch
Well this is Chuck Dawg (will you ever love another b**ch?)F**k nah! (What's your position on a snitch homey?)F**k laws! (They say the Beatles was the biggest)Ni**a f**k Paul, and the rest of y'all!I'm the little motherf**ker with the big dick swinginNuts still hangin, got hoes singin the bluesGeto Boys in this b**ch still banginAnd ain't sh*t changin (uh-uh) ain't sh*t changinDon't like faggots, hate politiciansCan't stand snitches, know the Feds listenSo I, send the whole world a f**k you noteSchumaker's got a desk job, f**k you hoe! (Aww nah!)
I keep it real with it, to the hill with itYou gotta deal with it, cause you can still get itAnd every morning when I get up I know sh*t don't changeI'm gettin money out these six mo' thangs
I run circles around foes and cross 'em out like tic-tac-toeMoney money money gotta get that doughI'm a Northside rider, pimp-slappin these bitersFall into the club and b**ches eyes get widerI like the way she look up in that liberty skirtBut 95% of the sh*t is brainworkI might buy a couple of drinks, and shoot at her drawersIf she ain't talkin 'bout f**kin I'ma get on dawg
Now gimme five or six chickens I'ma flip those birdsCook it up in momma kitchen, let me get mo' serveIf a ni**a catch me slippin I'ma get that nerdCan't let you get away with that, that sh*t don't workI wear a white t-shirt, white sneakers and hatSomethin cool on my wrist, a nice piece to matchHoppin out of somethin foreign like the beast I snatchI don't do a lot of fashion papi, I'm just BradIt's like that y'all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all)I like a skinny b**ch, I like the big broad
It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that y'all)I like to stand and hit it from the back y'allI ain't the cutest ni**a rappin but I still got hoesSnatch the baddest piece up in this b**ch with one eye closedR. Kelly that's my ni**a so I like girls young18 or 23, black and white, girls cumLittle Richard like the singer, Dick for short but BillShort mon from Jamaica, Brooklyn the real5th Ward my second home, now I'm back to strikeRap-A-Lot, street music, Geto Boys for life
C'monWhassup - whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup, whassup?Whassup, whassup..
