[00:00.00] 作词 : Ice Cube
[00:00.43] 作曲 : George Clinton/David L. Spradley/O'Shea Jackson/Garry Marshall Shider
[00:00.87]This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
[00:03.84]departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis
[00:07.20]Thank you
[00:07.68][Ice Cube]
[00:09.45]Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
[00:11.97]So how the **** am I supposed to make a knot?
[00:14.40]Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
[00:16.77]In L.A. everybody and they momma sell ******
[00:19.68]They trying to stop it
[00:21.12]So what the **** can I do to make a profit?
[00:23.85]Catch a flight to St. Louis
[00:25.65]That's cool, cause nobody knew us
[00:28.65]We stepped off the plane
[00:30.63]Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
[00:33.45]Rented a car at wholesale
[00:35.31]Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
[00:38.04]Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
[00:40.11]Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
[00:42.96]But they can't fade South Central
[00:45.21]Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
[00:47.16]Checkin out every block close
[00:49.98]Seein which one will clock the most
[00:51.96]Yeah this is the one no doubt
[00:53.88]Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out
[00:56.61]Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
[00:58.05]Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
[00:59.46]*gun shots*
[01:01.59]Now clearin em out meant casualties
[01:03.69]Still had the L.A. mentality
[01:06.06]Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
[01:08.43]Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
[01:10.65]Them fools got popped
[01:12.99]Took their corner next day, set up shop
[01:15.60]And it's better than slangin in the Valley
[01:17.64]Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
[01:20.28]Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
[01:22.56]Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
[01:24.99]And we ain't on edge when we do work
[01:26.94]Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweat*************rts
[01:29.58]Getting ****ed and they can't stand it
[01:31.68]Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
[01:34.26]Now the shit's like a war
[01:36.03]of gang violence, where it was never seen before
[01:39.03]Punks whirl when the gat bust
[01:40.83]Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
[01:43.38]And some of them are even lookin up to us
[01:45.81]Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
[01:48.39]Giving up much love
[01:49.65]Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
[01:53.31]But other mother****ers want to stand strong
[01:55.50]So you know the phrase, once again it's on
[01:57.72][TV announcer]
[01:58.47]Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
[02:00.66]Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
[02:03.54]have migrated into East St. Louis
[02:05.34]leaving three dead and two others injured
[02:07.65]No arrests have been made
[02:08.94]Police say this is a nationwide trend
[02:11.28]with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
[02:14.88](female voice repeating in background:
[02:15.63]'If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere')
[02:16.59][Ice Cube]
[02:16.83]BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
[02:19.20]St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
[02:21.51]Shooting in snowy weather
[02:23.19]It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
[02:26.34]****ing police got the four-one-one
[02:28.35]that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
[02:31.05]But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
[02:32.79]Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
[02:35.37]Now the shit's gettin tricky
[02:37.35]Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
[02:39.90]Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
[02:42.42]About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
[02:44.79]But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
[02:47.49]Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
[02:49.20]Put his glock to my chest as I paused
[02:51.81]Went to jail in my mother****ing drawers
[02:53.73]Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
[02:56.07]Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
[02:58.44]It's the same old story and the same old niggaz stuck
[03:01.35]And the public defender ain't givin a ****
[03:03.51]The fool must be sparkin
[03:05.76]Talkin about a double life plea bargain
[03:08.25]You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
[03:11.16]Plus the Black Guerilla family
[03:13.11]And the white pride don't like Northside
[03:15.27]And it's a riot if any more mother****ingz di
[03:17.64]No parole or probation
[03:19.71]Now this is a young man's summer vacation
[03:22.38]No chance for rehabilitation
[03:24.42]Cause look at the mother****ing years that I'm faci
[03:26.70]I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
[03:29.55]My life is ****e

作词 : Ice Cube
作曲 : George Clinton/David L. Spradley/O'Shea Jackson/Garry Marshall Shider
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
So how the **** am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell ******
They trying to stop it
So what the **** can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St. Louis
That's cool, cause nobody knew us
We stepped off the plane
Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
Rented a car at wholesale
Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
But they can't fade South Central
Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
Checkin out every block close
Seein which one will clock the most
Yeah this is the one no doubt
Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out
Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
*gun shots*
Now clearin em out meant casualties
Still had the L.A. mentality
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin in the Valley
Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
And we ain't on edge when we do work
Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweat*************rts
Getting ****ed and they can't stand it
Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
Now the shit's like a war
of gang violence, where it was never seen before
Punks whirl when the gat bust
Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
And some of them are even lookin up to us
Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
Giving up much love
Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
But other mother****ers want to stand strong
So you know the phrase, once again it's on
Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
have migrated into East St. Louis
leaving three dead and two others injured
No arrests have been made
Police say this is a nationwide trend
with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
(female voice repeating in background:
'If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere')
BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
Shooting in snowy weather
It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
****ing police got the four-one-one
that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
Now the shit's gettin tricky
Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
Put his glock to my chest as I paused
Went to jail in my mother****ing drawers
Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
It's the same old story and the same old niggaz stuck
And the public defender ain't givin a ****
The fool must be sparkin
Talkin about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride don't like Northside
And it's a riot if any more mother****ingz di
No parole or probation
Now this is a young man's summer vacation
No chance for rehabilitation
Cause look at the mother****ing years that I'm faci
I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
My life is ****e