LRC歌词
[02:50.00]Let's see if you can hang and bang with this momentum
[02:50.00]Competition sniffin on the flowers that I sent them
[02:50.00]Put 'em all.. in intensive care, send 'em fare
[02:50.00]While I lounge round town in expensive gear
[02:50.00]Twinkle in my eye, lace the track, Cognac mack
[02:50.00]B-Boy pose, knock you right off your toes
[02:50.00]While you push it up your nose, I'm with your chick in LaMontrose
[02:50.00]On 40 deuce in the double-tree suites
[02:50.00]Showin her exactly, what she's gonna be on for me
[02:50.00]And truly you'll she, how stupid you'll be
[02:50.00]****in with the B.H.S., really, feel me
[02:50.00]I unload, and explode, I reload, it echoes
[02:50.00]I'm a thunderous clap, 'dro tucked under my cap
[02:50.00]Make you wonder where I hid my gat
[02:50.00]Don't worry 'bout that, better worry 'bout your own situation
[02:50.00]I lead whole nations, take over whole radio stations
[02:50.00]Stay outta my face son
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face
[02:50.00]I, choke out promoters who be short on the dough
[02:50.00]Slap up haters, who diss the flow
[02:50.00]Gold-diggers only get the toe..
[02:50.00]Up they booty hole when they outta control
[02:50.00]For sho', and naysayers, I crash in they face
[02:50.00]In Shug world, them ************s got no place
[02:50.00]Wannabe rappers, who label cassettes
[02:50.00]I break them ****s when they sound weak in my deck
[02:50.00]I seen your last beat, so you pose no threat
[02:50.00]I got fag ****** like you doin the thug ballet
[02:50.00]Sucka ***** park my car valet
[02:50.00]And get yourself two dollars, from my wallet
[02:50.00]I'ma catch passes from chicks like Wayne Chrebet
[02:50.00]And they sweat like I play for the Jets
[02:50.00]Am I the best? It's hard to tell
[02:50.00]Remember the blueprints were made in a lonely cell
[02:50.00]To get the cream, and get the fame
[02:50.00]Spit the lyrical slugs, that leave most ****** lame
[02:50.00]What's the game? To win this **** at all costs
[02:50.00]I got what it takes to be the underground boss
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face
[02:50.00]Up and comin, but you, you think you truck runnin on diesel
[02:50.00]You just a selfish lil' *****, me, I'm all for my peoples
[02:50.00]You gon' **** around and let yourself deceive you
[02:50.00]I'ma hunt you down and see you when you least expect
[02:50.00]I'm heat, you wet
[02:50.00]I'm famished and you beef, I guess I'll eat you next
[02:50.00]I'm just as rock as my ****, you just the opposite
[02:50.00]Can't stand to see me bubbilate on top of it
[02:50.00]Lyrical, it all becomes clearer when it's visual
[02:50.00]We maximize, congregatin with alibies
[02:50.00]From righteous to criminal,
[02:50.00]Just to make your life a tidbit more miserable
[02:50.00]So keep playin me close like I ain't tryna get rid of you
[02:50.00]I feel for you, and this is all in your mind
[02:50.00]If ya dare get physical, I'ma make ya every fear
[02:50.00]Real for you, splash my drool, gather my screws
[02:50.00]And get to drillin you just because
[02:50.00]You thought it wasn't when it was love
[02:50.00]Back the **** up out my **** before I hurt you
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]In my world.. you ain't got no place son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face son
[02:50.00]Stay out of my face
文本歌词
Let's see if you can hang and bang with this momentum
Competition sniffin on the flowers that I sent them
Put 'em all.. in intensive care, send 'em fare
While I lounge round town in expensive gear
Twinkle in my eye, lace the track, Cognac mack
B-Boy pose, knock you right off your toes
While you push it up your nose, I'm with your chick in LaMontrose
On 40 deuce in the double-tree suites
Showin her exactly, what she's gonna be on for me
And truly you'll she, how stupid you'll be
****in with the B.H.S., really, feel me
I unload, and explode, I reload, it echoes
I'm a thunderous clap, 'dro tucked under my cap
Make you wonder where I hid my gat
Don't worry 'bout that, better worry 'bout your own situation
I lead whole nations, take over whole radio stations
Stay outta my face son
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face son
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face
I, choke out promoters who be short on the dough
Slap up haters, who diss the flow
Gold-diggers only get the toe..
Up they booty hole when they outta control
For sho', and naysayers, I crash in they face
In Shug world, them ************s got no place
Wannabe rappers, who label cassettes
I break them ****s when they sound weak in my deck
I seen your last beat, so you pose no threat
I got fag ****** like you doin the thug ballet
Sucka ***** park my car valet
And get yourself two dollars, from my wallet
I'ma catch passes from chicks like Wayne Chrebet
And they sweat like I play for the Jets
Am I the best? It's hard to tell
Remember the blueprints were made in a lonely cell
To get the cream, and get the fame
Spit the lyrical slugs, that leave most ****** lame
What's the game? To win this **** at all costs
I got what it takes to be the underground boss
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face son
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face
Up and comin, but you, you think you truck runnin on diesel
You just a selfish lil' *****, me, I'm all for my peoples
You gon' **** around and let yourself deceive you
I'ma hunt you down and see you when you least expect
I'm heat, you wet
I'm famished and you beef, I guess I'll eat you next
I'm just as rock as my ****, you just the opposite
Can't stand to see me bubbilate on top of it
Lyrical, it all becomes clearer when it's visual
We maximize, congregatin with alibies
From righteous to criminal,
Just to make your life a tidbit more miserable
So keep playin me close like I ain't tryna get rid of you
I feel for you, and this is all in your mind
If ya dare get physical, I'ma make ya every fear
Real for you, splash my drool, gather my screws
And get to drillin you just because
You thought it wasn't when it was love
Back the **** up out my **** before I hurt you
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face son
In my world.. you ain't got no place son
Stay out of my face son
Stay out of my face