[00:00.00] 作词 : Albert Johnson/Kanye West/Kejuan Muchita
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kanye West/Kejuan Muchita
[00:35.35]I'm there for you here with you it's clear its crystal
[00:37.47]I air before you only get stronger the things you been through
[00:40.59]I don't kill you thats what it'll do
[00:42.59]Run with a few multiple scribed they say we belong in a niggas' zoo
[00:45.84]We done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love
[00:48.46]Often above them cowards and them so called thugs
[00:51.28]When we come through respect is there cause we demand it
[00:54.65]Know the mobb is in the building we officially landed
[00:57.27]Keep your eyes on the man with the hammers they can't stand us
[01:00.58]Try to raid us the ****ers snitchin' and got the cameras
[01:02.58]C**k the cannons but shorty just keep dancin' cuz it might
[01:05.58]Be a chance that it won't pop off
[01:07.83]If it do stay close to the wall we gettin' it on
[01:10.82]You about to witness fellas who gifted in brawl
[01:13.26]My homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you off
[01:15.95]This southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross
[01:19.39]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
[01:22.06]Just throw up your hands
[01:23.72]C'mon ma
[01:24.40]We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
[01:29.34]Theres only few things i die for
[01:31.46]Infamous my family this money sonny I hit the sky for
[01:35.47]We don't take time off we take rhymes off
[01:38.39]Come with somethin better than that to blow your mind more
[01:41.70]Gettin our s*ine on
[01:42.89]I think this due for a storm hurricane Mobb
[01:46.58]Rain on your parade and you can thank god
[01:49.38]Or you can thank P for simply not squeezin'
[01:52.14]Really it wasnt called for and you don't want it
[01:55.51]To call for it don't play my gun it go off
[01:57.89]Inside of your head oops niggas be dead
[02:00.07]Then we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gas
[02:03.06]Out there like the concord
[02:04.56]I show you how to get murdered and the cops never catch on
[02:08.44]I show you how to do songs then after than show
[02:11.68]You how to do them contracts and get yours
[02:14.06]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
[02:17.01]Just throw up your hands
[02:18.38]C'mon ma
[02:18.95]We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
[02:24.00]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
[02:27.68]Just throw up your hands
[02:29.31]C'mon ma
[02:29.88]We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
[02:34.09]
[02:36.46]We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'mon
[02:38.66]You know that thing in the stash box
[02:40.52]Ready to pop bast in the spot you stunt you know we gon lock ass
[02:44.30]Inevitable can't control them slugs
[02:46.13]Came from a place that shape and mold them thugs
[02:50.39]Flood the block with nothin but that gangsta shit
[02:52.63]Y'all dead on that now take ya miss bitch
[02:55.51]It's plain to see that you could never snake me
[02:58.44]I never let the grass grow past my Nikes
[03:00.76]Summertime in our wife beats boiled this brick
[03:02.94]Outside with thermo s*irts underneath tees
[03:05.45]I stalely keep a mack on me and let people
[03:08.88]Try and contest Mobb Deep
[03:11.75]Uh yeah yeah c'mon
[03:14.12]So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
[03:17.37]Just throw up your hands
[03:18.74]C'mon ma
[03:19.24]We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans

作词 : Albert Johnson/Kanye West/Kejuan Muchita
作曲 : Albert Johnson/Kanye West/Kejuan Muchita
I'm there for you here with you it's clear its crystal
I air before you only get stronger the things you been through
I don't kill you thats what it'll do
Run with a few multiple scribed they say we belong in a niggas' zoo
We done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love
Often above them cowards and them so called thugs
When we come through respect is there cause we demand it
Know the mobb is in the building we officially landed
Keep your eyes on the man with the hammers they can't stand us
Try to raid us the ****ers snitchin' and got the cameras
C**k the cannons but shorty just keep dancin' cuz it might
Be a chance that it won't pop off
If it do stay close to the wall we gettin' it on
You about to witness fellas who gifted in brawl
My homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you off
This southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross
So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands
C'mon ma
We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
Theres only few things i die for
Infamous my family this money sonny I hit the sky for
We don't take time off we take rhymes off
Come with somethin better than that to blow your mind more
Gettin our s*ine on
I think this due for a storm hurricane Mobb
Rain on your parade and you can thank god
Or you can thank P for simply not squeezin'
Really it wasnt called for and you don't want it
To call for it don't play my gun it go off
Inside of your head oops niggas be dead
Then we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gas
Out there like the concord
I show you how to get murdered and the cops never catch on
I show you how to do songs then after than show
You how to do them contracts and get yours
So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands
C'mon ma
We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands
C'mon ma
We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans
We ain't finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'mon
You know that thing in the stash box
Ready to pop bast in the spot you stunt you know we gon lock ass
Inevitable can't control them slugs
Came from a place that shape and mold them thugs
Flood the block with nothin but that gangsta shit
Y'all dead on that now take ya miss bitch
It's plain to see that you could never snake me
I never let the grass grow past my Nikes
Summertime in our wife beats boiled this brick
Outside with thermo s*irts underneath tees
I stalely keep a mack on me and let people
Try and contest Mobb Deep
Uh yeah yeah c'mon
So if you goin' thru it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands
C'mon ma
We gon party to the crack of dawn lets get it on with the girls and me and my mans