LRC歌词
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[00:11.850]Show 'Em Whatcha Got -Public Enemy
[00:16.920]Talkin dat drive by shit
[00:18.240]Everybody talkin dat gangsta shit
[00:20.280]Talkin dat drive by thang
[00:21.030]Everybody talking dat gangsta swang
[00:22.620]Slaves to the rhythm of the master
[00:24.090]Buck boom buck another
[00:24.840]Neighborhood disaster
[00:25.440](Drummer hit me one)
[00:25.890]A gun iz a gun iz
[00:26.700]A muther f**kin gun
[00:27.150]But an organized side
[00:27.750]Keep a sellout niga on the run
[00:28.980]What you gonna do to get paid
[00:30.810]Step on the rest of the hood
[00:33.150]Till the drug raid
[00:34.020]See you runnin like roaches
[00:35.910]Black gangstas need track coaches
[00:36.930]The white law set you up raw
[00:37.890]When you have his trust in killin us
[00:39.630]Talkin dat gattalk
[00:40.410]Walkin dat catwalk
[00:41.400]Where you tryin to go wit dat
[00:42.450]Don't even go dere wit dat rap
[00:44.460]Guns drugs an money
[00:45.750]All you know how
[00:46.380]So whatcha gonna do now?
[00:47.700]I'm bout ready to bounce
[00:48.540]Trouble on the corner of blunt ave
[00:51.030]An 40 ounce
[00:52.800]Madd uncivilized lifestyles
[00:54.390]30 years bids for kids, now thats wild
[00:57.210]I'm raisin my child
[00:57.840]I'm steppin to da curb
[00:59.070]Wit a sign do not disturb
[01:00.180]Too much don't give a f**k
[01:01.920]Or a damn thing
[01:03.300]But choose what the other man bring
[01:04.620]I sing a song cause I see wrong
[01:05.850]I'm not down with the fe fi fo
[01:09.120]Where I come from
[01:09.960]See, the brothers ain't dumb
[01:11.790]Sense goes over nonsense
[01:12.930]When it makes no sense
[01:13.860]I'm throwin up da fence
[01:14.730]Talkin dat drive by shit
[01:16.740]Everybody talkin dat gangsta shit
[01:18.420]Talkin dat drive by thang
[01:19.560]Everybody talkin dat gangsta swang
[01:20.850]Talkin dat gattalk
[01:22.230]Walkin dat catwalk
[01:23.640]Were you tryin to go wit dat
[01:25.710]Don't even go there wit dat rap
[01:27.540]Guns drugs &money
[01:29.340]All you know how
[01:31.110]So whatcha gone do now?
[01:34.050]Break
[01:34.440]The only good niga iz a dead niga
[01:36.660]Dats what they used to say
[01:37.530]Can't understand why a man
[01:38.370]Gotta use a trigga
[01:38.940]On his own, suppose to act grown
[01:40.650]Cracka in da back
[01:41.250]Watch a brother pull a trigga on another brother
[01:43.560]Couldn't shoot and shot a mother
[01:45.630]Four kids alone home
[01:47.130]Ungrown &now they on they own
[01:48.030]Now check yourself cool
[01:49.020]What good iz da hood if ya actin a fool
[01:50.010]Talkin dat gattalk, walkin dat catwalk
文本歌词
Show 'Em Whatcha Got -Public Enemy
Talkin dat drive by shit
Everybody talkin dat gangsta shit
Talkin dat drive by thang
Everybody talking dat gangsta swang
Slaves to the rhythm of the master
Buck boom buck another
Neighborhood disaster
(Drummer hit me one)
A gun iz a gun iz
A muther f**kin gun
But an organized side
Keep a sellout niga on the run
What you gonna do to get paid
Step on the rest of the hood
Till the drug raid
See you runnin like roaches
Black gangstas need track coaches
The white law set you up raw
When you have his trust in killin us
Talkin dat gattalk
Walkin dat catwalk
Where you tryin to go wit dat
Don't even go dere wit dat rap
Guns drugs an money
All you know how
So whatcha gonna do now?
I'm bout ready to bounce
Trouble on the corner of blunt ave
An 40 ounce
Madd uncivilized lifestyles
30 years bids for kids, now thats wild
I'm raisin my child
I'm steppin to da curb
Wit a sign do not disturb
Too much don't give a f**k
Or a damn thing
But choose what the other man bring
I sing a song cause I see wrong
I'm not down with the fe fi fo
Where I come from
See, the brothers ain't dumb
Sense goes over nonsense
When it makes no sense
I'm throwin up da fence
Talkin dat drive by shit
Everybody talkin dat gangsta shit
Talkin dat drive by thang
Everybody talkin dat gangsta swang
Talkin dat gattalk
Walkin dat catwalk
Were you tryin to go wit dat
Don't even go there wit dat rap
Guns drugs &money
All you know how
So whatcha gone do now?
Break
The only good niga iz a dead niga
Dats what they used to say
Can't understand why a man
Gotta use a trigga
On his own, suppose to act grown
Cracka in da back
Watch a brother pull a trigga on another brother
Couldn't shoot and shot a mother
Four kids alone home
Ungrown &now they on they own
Now check yourself cool
What good iz da hood if ya actin a fool
Talkin dat gattalk, walkin dat catwalk