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  • 歌手:Scarface
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
    ...Motherfuckers out here rapping for protection

    I'm gonna expose yo ass you bitch...

    See me in these motherfuckin' streets (don't stop), with ya fag ass

    Gangsta Walk, yeah right, ya pussy...





    Look out, we everyday grinding

    Everybody in the North gotta love us down South 'cause we blindin'

    And we don't trip the big diamonds

    We mainly focus on the old schools with big blocks lying

    And I been around the world in one day

    Chucking up the duece for S.A.

    I'm a hood cat, and that's for searching me a hood rat

    With good cat, something beautiful to look at, fa sho

    I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto

    And all my homies in the federal-

    Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up

    They beat the block up, yet and still they couldn't stop us

    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it

    Cause I'm the last of the Dons, God damm it

    I hear ya talking, but I don't cater to the chit-chat

    But when I see you in the streets I got ya get back (word)

    It ain't enough protection on ya ass, to fuck wit Brad

    I got a lesson for ya ass

    I showed ya, the Southside niggaz tote heat

    I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep

    Ya weak, 'cause I'm the biggest fish in the pond

    And when I say the magic word, bitch ya gone

    Assassinated, people lay steppin'

    Eliminated, enemy with aggression

    Sit back and smoke me one

    The Obi Won Kenobi one

    Fuck the champagne sippin', woodgrain grippin'

    I'm spittin' for the Vice Lords, gangstas and Crips and Bloods

    And everybody neighborhood

    From the Idery Wells, back down to Inglewood

    How can a nigga from the South get a pass in every section

    And walk the projects with no protection

    Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed

    Considered to be a savior, and not be God (Whoa)

    Listen to the nigga flow now

    I can speed it up or slow down

    Face the facts baby, I got it locked like this and like that baby

    Southern rap/rock baby

    The last of a dying, we born again

    The vicous life religous, I was born to win

    The closoure after the greatest hit the sofa

    When I still ride for Prince like a soldier

    The two-thousand millenium comes

    Since I'm the son of the father, that makes me the Don

    The next up to bat, the Jordan, larry, cousy yo of rap

    And I ain't gotta walk around strapped

    J don't tollorate the mack dirties

    You in our motherfucking way, we tryin' to stack 30s

    Now back it up, for he send something back to you

    Ain't plan to defend

    Staying loyal to the Prince to the end, so recognize





    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Then I'm a double back and do it again)





    So here it is fool, I play the game where it's no rules

    Dropped out in the 10th grade and told my mom to fuck school!

    'Cause they ain't teach a nigga shit, I learned to read when I was 5

    And plus I been smart a long time

    Fuck a history test, I'm more concerned about respect

    I make my moves in an L like a night nigga check

    It's on 'til the break of dawn, I keep it on

    And on and on, and on and on and on and on

    Like clockwork, we hit these niggaz where it hurt

    Knock they dicks in the dirt

    Now you the bitch that's in the skirt

    I'm passed the motherfucka out here paying his dues

    Not the average nigga out here rapping claiming he true

    I just stick to the script and take it in stride

    Get my daily dose of game from James and take it and ride

    Yes yes y'all, funky fresh and in the flesh y'all

    This time I'm aiming at the neck dog

    It ain't no ducking when I'm bustin', I'm a leave you a nice-

    Little whole in ya throat, releavin' ya life

    I'm going out with a bang, letting my nuts hang

    I'm outty like flame, the signature just James, recognize





    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Then I'm a double back and do it again)

  • ...Motherfuckers out here rapping for protection

    I'm gonna expose yo ass you bitch...

    See me in these motherfuckin' streets (don't stop), with ya fag ass

    Gangsta Walk, yeah right, ya pussy...



    [Verse 1]

    Look out, we everyday grinding

    Everybody in the North gotta love us down South 'cause we blindin'

    And we don't trip the big diamonds

    We mainly focus on the old schools with big blocks lying

    And I been around the world in one day

    Chucking up the duece for S.A.

    I'm a hood cat, and that's for searching me a hood rat

    With good cat, something beautiful to look at, fa sho

    I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto

    And all my homies in the federal-

    Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up

    They beat the block up, yet and still they couldn't stop us

    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it

    Cause I'm the last of the Dons, God damm it

    I hear ya talking, but I don't cater to the chit-chat

    But when I see you in the streets I got ya get back (word)

    It ain't enough protection on ya ass, to fuck wit Brad

    I got a lesson for ya ass

    I showed ya, the Southside niggaz tote heat

    I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep

    Ya weak, 'cause I'm the biggest fish in the pond

    And when I say the magic word, bitch ya gone

    Assassinated, people lay steppin'

    Eliminated, enemy with aggression

    Sit back and smoke me one

    The Obi Won Kenobi one

    Fuck the champagne sippin', woodgrain grippin'

    I'm spittin' for the Vice Lords, gangstas and Crips and Bloods

    And everybody neighborhood

    From the Idery Wells, back down to Inglewood

    How can a nigga from the South get a pass in every section

    And walk the projects with no protection

    Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed

    Considered to be a savior, and not be God (Whoa)

    Listen to the nigga flow now

    I can speed it up or slow down

    Face the facts baby, I got it locked like this and like that baby

    Southern rap/rock baby

    The last of a dying, we born again

    The vicous life religous, I was born to win

    The closoure after the greatest hit the sofa

    When I still ride for Prince like a soldier

    The two-thousand millenium comes

    Since I'm the son of the father, that makes me the Don

    The next up to bat, the Jordan, larry, cousy yo of rap

    And I ain't gotta walk around strapped

    J don't tollorate the mack dirties

    You in our motherfucking way, we tryin' to stack 30s

    Now back it up, for he send something back to you

    Ain't plan to defend

    Staying loyal to the Prince to the end, so recognize



    [chorus]

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Then I'm a double back and do it again)



    [Verse 2]

    So here it is fool, I play the game where it's no rules

    Dropped out in the 10th grade and told my mom to fuck school!

    'Cause they ain't teach a nigga shit, I learned to read when I was 5

    And plus I been smart a long time

    Fuck a history test, I'm more concerned about respect

    I make my moves in an L like a night nigga check

    It's on 'til the break of dawn, I keep it on

    And on and on, and on and on and on and on

    Like clockwork, we hit these niggaz where it hurt

    Knock they dicks in the dirt

    Now you the bitch that's in the skirt

    I'm passed the motherfucka out here paying his dues

    Not the average nigga out here rapping claiming he true

    I just stick to the script and take it in stride

    Get my daily dose of game from James and take it and ride

    Yes yes y'all, funky fresh and in the flesh y'all

    This time I'm aiming at the neck dog

    It ain't no ducking when I'm bustin', I'm a leave you a nice-

    Little whole in ya throat, releavin' ya life

    I'm going out with a bang, letting my nuts hang

    I'm outty like flame, the signature just James, recognize



    [chorus]

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)

    So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)

    So what you gone do Face? (Play the game 'til I win)

    So what you gone do? (Then I'm a double back and do it again)