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Where's Our Money?!
作詞:Keith Elam, Gordon
Yeah, heh, heh, it's time y'all It's yours truly in the house, you know me Baldhead Slick, that's right That nigga who been puttin' it down for years, spittin' fire
That's right, holdin' it down in the streets Fuck the industry bullshit Switchin' up from sweat suits and kicks, to gators and slacks Spittin' nothin' but pure facts
Plus I got my clip with me this time And we aimin' at your head, punk Ill Kid Records, New Millennium duckets Snatchin' the cheese from right under you rats noses
(Ladies and gentlemen) You know and I know, I might drop a verse When the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to preach When the mic's within my reach, [unverified] Ladies and gentlemen When the mic's within my reach I'm nice like that
Don't base my whole life on loot but money sure helps I keep it tight like army boots to ensure wealth I meet suckers everyday that rhyme, they say they rhyme Most of them, corny as hell, won't get paid a dime
A lotta these punks, they all sound the same They all sound lame, fakin' like they down with the game Against me they'll fail, I'm like the black Frankie Hale I leave 'em slumped and they body dumped over the rail
Show me respect then cut me a fat check You little niggaz are like virgins, you haven't had ass yet Wet behind the ears while I been spittin' darts for years Don't make me embarrass you in front of your so called peers
Them fools gassed you in the first place, dirt face Cocksucker thought you had wins got suck in the worst place And that's when I attack your fears 'Cuz I'm a real racketeer, get my money and bring it back here
It's me little homey, Gangsta B Head Slick poppin' off and it's thanks to me Have the check in the mail to the bank for me Flagrant chief 'cuz that's how my behavior be
It's me gettin' stocks and bonds, runnin' with lots of dons もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Don't buy the chain if you can't cop the charm Me and my peeps carry lots of arms Where's our money? Where's our money?
(Ladies and gentlemen) You know and I know, I might drop a verse When the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to preach When the mic's within my reach [unverified] (Ladies and gentlemen) When the mic's within my reach I'm nice like that
For the dough, I'll lay you out with no remorse You'll get tossed, legs and limbs lost, just for tryna floss I don't give a fuck if you think you're the man You think I give a damn? You better think of a plan
I come through like gangbusters to bang and crush ya 'Cuz the fake cats that you hang with are suckas One phone call, death to you all Picture me scuffin' up my new kicks or shoes in a brawl
Any problem with the law, I'll beat the case for real Beat you in the face with steel, leave you so you can't taste or feel For the cash, I'll take you out and your whole staff Have you lookin' funny as hell but I won't laugh
It's gettin' overcrowded in this rap game, so I slap lames Who kick phony lip with their wack names I'm so and so, I'm this and that You get dissed and smacked while I counterfeit your stacks
It's me little homey, Gangsta B Head Slick poppin' off and it's thanks to me Have the check in the mail to the bank for me Flagrant chief 'cuz that's how my behavior be
It's me gettin' stocks and bonds, runnin' with lots of dons Don't buy the chain if you can't cop the charm Me and my peeps carry lots of arms Where's our money? Where's our money?
(Ladies and gentlemen) You know and I know, I might drop a verse When the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to preach When the mic's within my reach [unverified] (Ladies and gentlemen) When the mic's within my reach, I'm nice like that [unverified]
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