[00:00.00] 作词 : Dillinger, WC
[00:00.00](daz)
[00:00.21]That badass Daz and dub c in this mother****er (what's happening mother****er
[00:03.93]Doing what we got to do, every day all day
[00:09.09]And if you didn't know! now you know!
[00:12.60]So get it right! beeeoootch!!!(echoes)
[00:14.31]Yah
[00:20.43]And it goes like that
[00:22.50]Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
[00:27.51]Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
[00:30.69]Wc, daz, bitch-ass niggas
[00:32.52]Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
[00:34.89](chorus)(x2)
[00:37.23]Just ridin high!(just ridin high)
[00:53.70]Just ridin by!(just ridin by)
[00:54.69]Come on!
[00:54.90]Don't trip, don't trip
[00:55.80](daz)
[00:55.89]It's like chill, why do we have to fool and get ill
[00:59.37]On what we call the dollar dollar bill
[01:01.29]You can get killed for that paint job and wheels
[01:03.69]Oh my oh my i love the dollar dollar bill
[01:06.30]Oh juicy, be like ?vision? when he shot steel
[01:08.64]Put the blame up on you and be out with the loot
[01:10.86]Slang coke or weed, pill
[01:12.69]You got pinky when the cup of blood got spilled
[01:15.18]Bitch outta luck, there ain't no refill
[01:17.16]I'm more deadlier then ever
[01:18.66]What i got'll see through your armor bitch-ass niggas
[01:21.00]Show you breakdown with your bills
[01:22.80]Recognize the real side that'll ride and kill
[01:25.35]Just for sure
[01:46.23](chorus)
[01:46.38](wc)
[01:46.44]Chronic's in the bag, rollin all day
[01:49.29]Blue ??????six with ?double? called ?say?
[01:51.33]Age sixteen, i'm tired of hearing mom's mouth
[01:53.43]\"mother****ers get a job or get ya punk ass out!\
[01:56.22]A little wild seed, influenced by the g's
[01:58.41]Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting niggas for chees
[02:01.35]It's the normal method, barrel start by the jail
[02:03.48]Wreck a long one ????? the real stretch marks
[02:05.91]A juvenile packing millimeters
[02:07.74]And when i'm close to doing a third
[02:09.06]Nigga i got more stripes then a zebr
[02:10.89]Will i live and make it out of the ghetto
[02:12.75]But will i die?
[02:13.56]Only god knows niggas but for now i just know i'm jus
[02:35.73](chorus)
[02:35.88](daz)
[02:35.97]You got the upper hand
[02:37.17]Take control and take command
[02:38.58]Get your blast over with and cut the bullshit
[02:40.95]I the need the chips in a hurry
[02:42.33]By the end of the day i'm having em' don't worry
[02:44.88]Sorta like a dream or a storybook
[02:47.19]A born crook
[02:47.94]Shook all the bustas that snitch
[02:49.80]Now i'ma black book
[02:50.94]It took a while
[02:51.93]Being so broke it's hard to smile
[02:53.85]Hard living, trying to be grown when i'm a child
[02:56.37]Overshadowed by negativity
[02:57.93]Running and stealing, running from security
[03:00.06]Something like a mystery
[03:01.23]Drugs, niggas to county jails, penitentiarie
[03:03.36]My background history
[03:04.65]Cause the game is so trickory
[03:06.15](wc)
[03:06.21]Now what's the remedy
[03:07.08]Should we strive, the streets is killing me
[03:08.73]Or should we lay down in a cell nigga's forgiving m
[03:11.37]Criminal activity
[03:12.48]Crack sales are killing me
[03:14.13](a bunch or syllables said really fast)
[03:15.75](daz)
[03:15.84]Just chill
[03:16.05](wc)
[03:16.11]I'm tired of living the life of crime
[03:19.92](daz)
[03:20.01]Just chill
[03:20.43](wc)
[03:20.49]The life of the deaf, dumb, and blind
[03:21.54](daz)
[03:21.63]Just chill
[03:21.84](wc)
[03:21.90]Why do we have to fool and get ill
[03:23.49](daz)
[03:23.79]Don't trip
[03:24.21](wc)
[03:24.27]It's all about the dollar dollar bill
[03:26.04](chorus)
[03:26.19](daz talking)
[03:46.74]You mother****ers wanted to know what the gang was all abou
[03:50.28]And now you know, you ain't got to look no further
[03:53.76]Wc and that bitch-ass daz
[03:57.84]Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, gangsta shit
[04:05.16]Sucka!!
[04:05.58]98-97 99-2g
[04:13.74]Whoooo!!
[04:13.80]What, what, what hey(x3)

作词 : Dillinger, WC
(daz)
That badass Daz and dub c in this mother****er (what's happening mother****er
Doing what we got to do, every day all day
And if you didn't know! now you know!
So get it right! beeeoootch!!!(echoes)
Yah
And it goes like that
Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
Wc, daz, bitch-ass niggas
Gangsta shit, nuttin but gangsta shi
(chorus)(x2)
Just ridin high!(just ridin high)
Just ridin by!(just ridin by)
Come on!
Don't trip, don't trip
(daz)
It's like chill, why do we have to fool and get ill
On what we call the dollar dollar bill
You can get killed for that paint job and wheels
Oh my oh my i love the dollar dollar bill
Oh juicy, be like ?vision? when he shot steel
Put the blame up on you and be out with the loot
Slang coke or weed, pill
You got pinky when the cup of blood got spilled
Bitch outta luck, there ain't no refill
I'm more deadlier then ever
What i got'll see through your armor bitch-ass niggas
Show you breakdown with your bills
Recognize the real side that'll ride and kill
Just for sure
(chorus)
(wc)
Chronic's in the bag, rollin all day
Blue ??????six with ?double? called ?say?
Age sixteen, i'm tired of hearing mom's mouth
\"mother****ers get a job or get ya punk ass out!\
A little wild seed, influenced by the g's
Strong bombing, pistol whipping and twisting niggas for chees
It's the normal method, barrel start by the jail
Wreck a long one ????? the real stretch marks
A juvenile packing millimeters
And when i'm close to doing a third
Nigga i got more stripes then a zebr
Will i live and make it out of the ghetto
But will i die?
Only god knows niggas but for now i just know i'm jus
(chorus)
(daz)
You got the upper hand
Take control and take command
Get your blast over with and cut the bullshit
I the need the chips in a hurry
By the end of the day i'm having em' don't worry
Sorta like a dream or a storybook
A born crook
Shook all the bustas that snitch
Now i'ma black book
It took a while
Being so broke it's hard to smile
Hard living, trying to be grown when i'm a child
Overshadowed by negativity
Running and stealing, running from security
Something like a mystery
Drugs, niggas to county jails, penitentiarie
My background history
Cause the game is so trickory
(wc)
Now what's the remedy
Should we strive, the streets is killing me
Or should we lay down in a cell nigga's forgiving m
Criminal activity
Crack sales are killing me
(a bunch or syllables said really fast)
(daz)
Just chill
(wc)
I'm tired of living the life of crime
(daz)
Just chill
(wc)
The life of the deaf, dumb, and blind
(daz)
Just chill
(wc)
Why do we have to fool and get ill
(daz)
Don't trip
(wc)
It's all about the dollar dollar bill
(chorus)
(daz talking)
You mother****ers wanted to know what the gang was all abou
And now you know, you ain't got to look no further
Wc and that bitch-ass daz
Bringing it to you, hardcore, raw, smooth, gangsta shit
Sucka!!
98-97 99-2g
Whoooo!!
What, what, what hey(x3)