LRC歌词下载
[00:00.600]I ain't got no mother****ing friends[00:02.300]That's why I ****ed yo' bitch, you fat mother****er[00:05.250](take money) West side!![00:06.350]Bad Boy killers[00:07.860](take money) You know the realest is niggas[00:09.260](take money) We bring it to you[00:12.860]First off, **** your bitch and the click you claim[00:15.270]West side when we ride come equipped with game[00:17.710]You claim to be a player but I ****ed your wife[00:20.140]We bust on Bad Boy niggas **** for life[00:22.640]Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip[00:25.300]Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches[00:28.000]We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels[00:30.960]steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules[00:33.680]Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya[00:36.110]cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased[00:38.670]Lil Kim, don't **** around with real G's[00:40.940]Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so **** peace[00:43.190]I let them niggas know it's on for life[00:45.320]So let the West side ride tonight hahahah[00:47.820]Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed[00:50.460]**** with me and get ya caps peeled, you know ... see ...[00:54.000]Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac[00:55.950]Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh[00:58.720]Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish[01:00.910]Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace[01:02.910]Nigga, I hit em' up...[01:03.850]Check this out, you mother****as know what time it is[01:06.260]I don't even know why I'm on this track[01:07.780]ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level[01:09.080]I'ma let my little homies ride on you[01:10.160]****ed made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!![01:13.620]Get out the way yo, get out the way yo[01:15.560]Biggie Smallz just got dropped[01:17.940]Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back[01:20.770]Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin tracks[01:23.310]little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya[01:25.980]Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya[01:28.580]Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank[01:31.050]Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam you in the pavement[01:33.450]Puffy weaker that a ****ing rocka wanna do[01:35.800]and, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga[01:38.310]With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer[01:40.890]ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every hour[01:43.330]and hit em up[01:44.290]Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac[01:46.120]Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh[01:48.850]Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish[01:51.260]Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace[01:52.970]Mother****er, I hit em up[01:52.970]Nigga, I hit em' up...[01:54.400]Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel[01:56.510]This ain't no freestyle battle, all you niggas gettin[01:59.010]killed with ya mouths open[02:00.640]tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping[02:02.910]Smokin shit it's like a sherm high[02:05.110]Niggas think they learned to fly[02:06.340]But they burned mother****er, you deserve to die[02:08.620]Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me[02:10.990]All you niggas live in worry while you're ****ing with me[02:13.630]I'm a self made milionare[02:15.850]Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha[02:18.900]Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch Biggie，[02:21.040]and beg the bitches to let you sleep in the house, ahh[02:23.810]Now its all about Versacci, you copied my style[02:26.520]Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled 5[02:28.810]Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK[02:31.270]I'm still the thug you love to hate[02:34.040]I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occur[02:36.450]No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you heard[02:38.920]Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease[02:41.480]I bring you fake G's to your knees[02:42.800]Coppin pleas to 'De Janeiro'[02:44.000]Lil Kim, is you coked up, or ****ed up? Lil Kim[02:45.880]Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the ****[02:48.470]is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn[02:51.560]with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block[02:54.510]with 15 shots ****ing glock to your knot[02:56.550]Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch[02:59.170]And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped[03:01.620]All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked[03:04.890]Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker[03:07.380]I'll tell you to ya face you ain't shit but a faker[03:09.990]Softer than Alize with a chaser[03:11.930]Bout to get murdered for the paper[03:13.090]E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper[03:14.590]Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold[03:17.190]Totin smoke, we ain't no mother****ing joke[03:19.990]Thug Life, mother****ers betta be knowin, we approchin[03:22.600]in the wide open, guns smokin[03:24.280]no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across[03:26.870]Soon as the funk was poppin off[03:28.990]****ing I hit em up[03:31.300]Now you tell me who won[03:32.910]I see them, they run[03:34.570]They don't wanna see us[03:36.490]Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us< Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A[03:39.290]How the **** they gonna be the mob when we always on our job[03:41.650]We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it[03:44.590]Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna **** with us[03:47.460]You little young ass mother****ers[03:49.180]Don't one of you mother****ers got sickle cell or somethin[03:51.030]You **** with me mother****er you ****ing around[03:52.320]and have a seizure or a heart-attack[03:54.130]You better back the **** up, fore you get smacked the **** up[03:56.480]That's how we do it on our side[03:58.230]Any of you mother****ers from New York that wanna bring it bring it[04:00.500]But we ain't singin, we bringin drama[04:02.360]**** you and your mother****ing mama[04:04.240]We gonna kill all you mother****ers[04:06.100]Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie[04:08.200]Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother****ing opinion[04:12.680]****ing Mobb Deep[04:13.990]****ing Biggie[04:15.000]****ing Bad Boy as a staff record label[04:17.080]Hit Em Up by 2Pac, Outlawz from the album Nu-Mixx Klazzics: and as a mother****ing crew nigga[04:18.690]And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy[04:20.220]Then **** you too[04:21.650]Chino XL, **** you too[04:23.960]All you mother****ers[04:28.980]Alla y'all mother****ers, **** you die slow mother****er[04:31.560]My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow[04:34.530]You mother****ers can't be us or see us[04:36.610]We the mother****ing Thug Life ridahs West side till we die[04:39.400]Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you mother****ers[04:43.880]We do our job[04:45.340]You think you mob, **** we the mother****ing mob[04:47.390]Ain't nuttin but killers and the real mother****ers[04:49.290]All you mother****ers feel us[04:50.760]Our shit going triple and four-quadruple[04:54.880]You mother****ers blast as our staff got guns at they[04:57.710]mother****ers back, you know how it is[04:59.920]When we drop records they feel it[05:01.530]You mother****ers can't feel it[05:02.870]We the realest, **** EM, we Bad Boy killin
