[00:00.00] 作词 : K. Muchita/A. Johnson/Nasir Jones
[00:01.00] 作曲 : K. Muchita/A. Johnson/Nasir Jones
[00:08.41]Hahahaha
[00:09.72]HAH hahahahh Huh yo you know it
[00:12.96]Infamous ninety-nine
[00:13.40](infamous ninety-nine)
[00:15.64](Hahahaha) Infamous two thousand
[00:17.58](Ain't nuttin but thugs over here baby)
[00:21.13]AHHH hahahaha hahaha HAH haha
[00:23.00]Yo straight thugs on this side
[00:25.13]It's do or die to the death
[00:27.00]Like the terminal ill takin they last breath
[00:28.87]Read your last rites
[00:30.24]God forgive me
[00:30.99]For the sin I'm about to commit
[00:32.55]Takin a life
[00:33.30]Kill or be killed rather that
[00:34.55]Than somebody else
[00:35.30]Readin my will you feel what I feel
[00:37.42]You know the deal
[00:38.23]Keep the infrared next to my bed
[00:39.67]One in the head
[00:40.48]Hearin noises dead tired
[00:41.96]Eyes bloodshot red
[00:42.83]Sleep with half closed eyelids
[00:45.08]Some say it's strange
[00:46.01]Sometimes that's how strange life get
[00:47.70]Go easy on the bottle
[00:48.76]Niggas love to see when
[00:50.07]Niggas slippin off point
[00:51.32]On the strength they bet
[00:52.57]Scopin your ice appraisin it
[00:54.13]Like the Diamond District Jeweler
[00:55.44]With they hand on the biscuit
[00:57.62]Do ya wanna get caught lifted;
[00:59.63]Or sober so you can react quick
[01:01.81]Blow you off the atlas as
[01:03.11]If I caught you ****ing my wife
[01:04.80]On my thousand dollar mattress
[01:06.29]It's the world that I live in Q B made me
[01:09.35]A moms that loved me
[01:10.41]And a pops that raised me
[01:11.85]
[01:12.86]Y'all need to give it up
[01:15.54]We don't give a ****
[01:17.73]What y'all niggas want thug
[01:20.22]Life is mine
[01:22.34]Y'all need to give it up
[01:25.03]Cause we don't give a ****
[01:27.21]What y'all niggas want thug
[01:29.52]Life is mine
[01:31.20]I got the style of a still-born child
[01:32.83]I'm ill
[01:33.47]If it's beef poke him with the fork
[01:35.03]Make sure he's done well
[01:35.60]The streets raised me crazy
[01:37.04]Now I'm immune to it
[01:38.35]So when they start shootin
[01:39.47]We don't stop the music
[01:40.54]Keep it moving that's how we do it
[01:42.16](c'mon c'mon Dunn)
[01:42.72]Been through more drama than the Baldwins
[01:44.22]You still crawlin
[01:45.08](Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office
[01:46.84]High performance
[01:47.35]Rap author made millions off of melodic
[01:50.66]Hypnotic productions
[01:52.16]That'll **** with your conscience a
[01:53.72]Nd touch your emotions
[01:54.64]You feel me I'll write a graphic page
[01:56.51]Escort niggas to they grave
[01:57.82]Relate to the projects
[01:59.13]We the black Mobb
[02:00.44]It gets deeper than rap music
[02:02.15]It's more real than any words I can muster
[02:04.46]Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (What )
[02:06.27]Hop out them shits like what
[02:07.77]Y'all niggas can't touch us
[02:09.02]
[02:10.31]Y'all need to give it up
[02:12.75]We don't give a ****
[02:14.81]What y'all niggas want thug
[02:17.47]Life is mine
[02:19.66]Y'all need to give it up
[02:22.09]Cause we don't give a ****
[02:24.59]What y'all niggas want thug
[02:26.77]Life is mine
[02:28.01]Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt
[02:29.76]Halle Berry blew a kiss
[02:31.14]At the Barbara Streisand concert
[02:32.58]Silk pants colored pink
[02:33.75]Gators match gangster musical thing
[02:35.57]And I'll front like my
[02:36.63]Doo doo don't stink
[02:37.43]Instinct like Cuba Gooding
[02:38.50]Steppin out the latest toy
[02:39.87]Hazard lights blinkin gators hit the floor
[02:42.37]Everybody watch the red carpet entrance
[02:43.62]Cameras flashin
[02:45.05]Just to think that was yesterday's action
[02:46.55]Cause today goes either way
[02:48.29]We came a long way
[02:49.60]From hallway steps
[02:50.42]And hand-me-down shit
[02:51.48]**** my foes I seen the other side
[02:53.28]NexTel cell roam
[02:54.04]Call the chopper phone
[02:55.66]Heliport in my home
[02:56.60]Quincy Jones posters
[02:57.54]Wake up guns under my pillow
[02:59.47]I can't talk around chauffeurs
[03:01.40]Shit is better than a novel
[03:02.71]Autobiographic
[03:02.90]
[03:03.79]Spit it on tracks it becomes classic
[03:05.91]Start some make my heart pump
[03:07.47]Spark one I'm God son
[03:08.66]NAStradamus last one
[03:09.78]To blast one when the NARC's come
[03:11.34]Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds
[03:13.15]When you feel the heat comin
[03:14.40]And flee with the murder weapon
[03:15.71]I'll release one shot you deceased
[03:17.08]Learn your lesson
[03:18.02]Your flesh turn to maggots bastards
[03:19.64]You past it
[03:20.51]Cremate your flesh to ashes
[03:22.01]You don't need a suit no wake
[03:23.76]No funeral and no casket
[03:25.07]
[03:26.48]Y'all need to give it up
[03:28.78]We don't give a ****
[03:31.09]What y'all niggas want thug
[03:33.77]Life is mine
[03:35.95]Y'all need to give it up
[03:38.33]Cause we don't give a ****
[03:40.95]What y'all niggas want thug
[03:43.16]Life is mine
[03:47.65]The life is mine
[03:52.33]The life is mine
[03:56.26]The life is mine
[04:00.64]Ill Will
[04:02.82]You need to give it up
[04:05.01]We don't give a ****
[04:07.19]What y'all ****in want
[04:09.56]We don't give a ****
[04:11.56]Thug life is mine
[04:14.06]Y'all need to give it up
[04:16.49]We don't give a ****

作词 : K. Muchita/A. Johnson/Nasir Jones
作曲 : K. Muchita/A. Johnson/Nasir Jones
Hahahaha
HAH hahahahh Huh yo you know it
Infamous ninety-nine
(infamous ninety-nine)
(Hahahaha) Infamous two thousand
(Ain't nuttin but thugs over here baby)
AHHH hahahaha hahaha HAH haha
Yo straight thugs on this side
It's do or die to the death
Like the terminal ill takin they last breath
Read your last rites
God forgive me
For the sin I'm about to commit
Takin a life
Kill or be killed rather that
Than somebody else
Readin my will you feel what I feel
You know the deal
Keep the infrared next to my bed
One in the head
Hearin noises dead tired
Eyes bloodshot red
Sleep with half closed eyelids
Some say it's strange
Sometimes that's how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle
Niggas love to see when
Niggas slippin off point
On the strength they bet
Scopin your ice appraisin it
Like the Diamond District Jeweler
With they hand on the biscuit
Do ya wanna get caught lifted;
Or sober so you can react quick
Blow you off the atlas as
If I caught you ****ing my wife
On my thousand dollar mattress
It's the world that I live in Q B made me
A moms that loved me
And a pops that raised me
Y'all need to give it up
We don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
Y'all need to give it up
Cause we don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
I got the style of a still-born child
I'm ill
If it's beef poke him with the fork
Make sure he's done well
The streets raised me crazy
Now I'm immune to it
So when they start shootin
We don't stop the music
Keep it moving that's how we do it
(c'mon c'mon Dunn)
Been through more drama than the Baldwins
You still crawlin
(Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office
High performance
Rap author made millions off of melodic
Hypnotic productions
That'll **** with your conscience a
Nd touch your emotions
You feel me I'll write a graphic page
Escort niggas to they grave
Relate to the projects
We the black Mobb
It gets deeper than rap music
It's more real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (What )
Hop out them shits like what
Y'all niggas can't touch us
Y'all need to give it up
We don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
Y'all need to give it up
Cause we don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt
Halle Berry blew a kiss
At the Barbara Streisand concert
Silk pants colored pink
Gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front like my
Doo doo don't stink
Instinct like Cuba Gooding
Steppin out the latest toy
Hazard lights blinkin gators hit the floor
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance
Cameras flashin
Just to think that was yesterday's action
Cause today goes either way
We came a long way
From hallway steps
And hand-me-down shit
**** my foes I seen the other side
NexTel cell roam
Call the chopper phone
Heliport in my home
Quincy Jones posters
Wake up guns under my pillow
I can't talk around chauffeurs
Shit is better than a novel
Autobiographic
Spit it on tracks it becomes classic
Start some make my heart pump
Spark one I'm God son
NAStradamus last one
To blast one when the NARC's come
Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds
When you feel the heat comin
And flee with the murder weapon
I'll release one shot you deceased
Learn your lesson
Your flesh turn to maggots bastards
You past it
Cremate your flesh to ashes
You don't need a suit no wake
No funeral and no casket
Y'all need to give it up
We don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
Y'all need to give it up
Cause we don't give a ****
What y'all niggas want thug
Life is mine
The life is mine
The life is mine
The life is mine
Ill Will
You need to give it up
We don't give a ****
What y'all ****in want
We don't give a ****
Thug life is mine
Y'all need to give it up
We don't give a ****