[00:00.000] 作词 : Barnett, Gipp, Knighton ...
[00:02.610]People play your flutes
[00:04.810]I hope I get to you
[00:08.550]Hustlers play your flutes
[00:14.140]Players play your flutes
[00:16.220]Gangstas play your flutes
[00:19.130]I hope I get to you [Kurupt]
[00:24.050]My pocket are tripling, banging so many weapons
[00:27.480]It's different, sip on some ripple and here's where you stash the nickle
[00:30.320]And baby a little pot of dough,
[00:32.190]I got fly hoes already ****ing
[00:33.930]And I started pimping an hour ago
[00:36.670]Uh, I know that you be watching
[00:38.600]Trying to play with my intelligence,
[00:40.220]I circulate the
[00:41.010]West And what
[00:41.640]I calculate baby just from you taking up my time
[00:44.200]Everything you got in every pocket you want is mine
[00:47.270]Cadillac and
[00:48.170]Coup DeVilles dipping through the villa
[00:50.060]Teaching the mother****ers pretending to be realer
[00:53.340]Hang on, and don't you let go
[00:55.470]I got game to make the rain freeze like snow
[00:58.770]Gipp, they just don't get
[01:01.550]Gipp, they can't **** with us
[01:03.640]Keep it moving in motion we
[01:05.050]Dungeon Family baby
[01:06.350]And I give to ****ers just the way
[01:07.990]Los Angeles made me
[01:09.120]All my [Chorus: only the first third] [T-Mo]
[01:20.200]Listen up little brother, go after anything in this world you want to pursue
[01:25.080]You don't have a clue
[01:26.100]To who you might need in the future, so be good to everybody
[01:29.930]Execute your plan, to the fullest 3-4 taking me from coast to coast
[01:34.120]Sometimes taking us abroad first class only with my tenderoni
[01:37.710]G-Mo-B style, that how we ride to the fullest
[01:40.540]Baby from the bottom to the top
[01:42.470]We be the cream of the crop, rising, grinding, everybody mother****ing
[01:45.550]From head to toe, that how it go, to the fullest 'bout to blow
[01:48.870]With the Mo-
[01:49.400]B for life,
[01:50.260]Goodie Mo-
[01:50.780]B lumberjacking
[01:51.630]Packing knowledge of self,
[01:52.870]I hope our lyric help
[01:53.960]Somebody who might need some, inspiration of a whole black nation
[01:57.910]Coming together for 2004
[02:00.520]That's how it go, mother****er
[02:01.930]You know the
[02:02.360]Goodie Mo', and you know that shit
[02:04.170]Mo' That's how it go [Big Gipp]
[02:05.230]Gangstas, you ain't gotta kill a man, try
[02:07.490]Sometimes you gotta let a little homie walk the line
[02:10.040]Just to show him how close he came to get his little ass burnt
[02:13.180]Like some honey baked toast
[02:15.020]Walking the hood comatose 21, 24 hours out the day
[02:19.420]In the lord
[02:20.030]I pray, but the
[02:20.760]S-K Spray a little bit then the police will come
[02:24.560]Holding my nuts everytime
[02:26.440]I don't run
[02:27.290]Hung in the hood, in the slums, in the
[02:29.480]PJs In the ghetto deep in the country the wood with no streetlights
[02:33.330]Slide to the left baby
[02:34.790]I'mma hit it right
[02:35.830]Came into the front yard, on-on-one fist fight
[02:38.880]O. G.'s from the hood told me to keep my shit right
[02:41.490]And if they try my mama house,
[02:42.950]I'll take the first flight
[02:44.260]The same mother****ers that said they had my back
[02:46.380]They got them folks sniffing 'round my pine,
[02:48.830]I'm gone [Chorus: only the first two-thirds ] [Khujo]
[03:10.880]Yeah, uh Gangstas, put down your dukes
[03:13.650]Hustlas pick up your flutes
[03:15.750]It's your boy '
[03:16.330]Jo Goodie, and people don't shoot
[03:18.350]I hope I get to y'all in one piece
[03:20.630]Cuz tomorrow ain't promised,
[03:21.940]I hid in the belly of the beast
[03:23.620]Folks still digging, in the trash can trying to get something to eat
[03:27.360]HIV running rapid in my community
[03:30.040]Teen pregnancies, children having children
[03:32.350]People sleeping, on the street
[03:34.280]So it ain't all
[03:35.360]G-double O-
[03:36.260]D Don't think
[03:37.140]I got it gravy when you see '
[03:38.560]Jo Goodie on
[03:39.290]TV I know this gon be the death of me
[03:41.840]But situations and circumstances got be twisting broccoli
[03:45.500]Last year, the devil tried to kill me
[03:47.660]But y'all showed mercy, on him, he pleased
[03:51.070]Now I'm a below the knee amputee, back on the street
[03:54.000]Happily married with four kids, and
[04:07.380]I'll still split your wig [ Chorus ] [Outro: Kurupt (overlap the chorus)]
[04:13.720]Real G'd Up
[04:14.600]Goodie Mob
[04:15.540]Kurupt Young
[04:18.450]Gotti J-Wells,
[04:22.880]Bonzi J-Wells
[04:24.820]Dungeon...

作词 : Barnett, Gipp, Knighton ...
People play your flutes
I hope I get to you
Hustlers play your flutes
Players play your flutes
Gangstas play your flutes
I hope I get to you
My pocket are tripling, banging so many weapons
It's different, sip on some ripple and here's where you stash the nickle
And baby a little pot of dough,
I got fly hoes already ****ing
And I started pimping an hour ago
Uh, I know that you be watching
Trying to play with my intelligence,
I circulate the
West And what
I calculate baby just from you taking up my time
Everything you got in every pocket you want is mine
Cadillac and
Coup DeVilles dipping through the villa
Teaching the mother****ers pretending to be realer
Hang on, and don't you let go
I got game to make the rain freeze like snow
Gipp, they just don't get
Gipp, they can't **** with us
Keep it moving in motion we
Dungeon Family baby
And I give to ****ers just the way
Los Angeles made me
All my
Listen up little brother, go after anything in this world you want to pursue
You don't have a clue
To who you might need in the future, so be good to everybody
Execute your plan, to the fullest 3-4 taking me from coast to coast
Sometimes taking us abroad first class only with my tenderoni
G-Mo-B style, that how we ride to the fullest
Baby from the bottom to the top
We be the cream of the crop, rising, grinding, everybody mother****ing
From head to toe, that how it go, to the fullest 'bout to blow
With the Mo-
B for life,
Goodie Mo-
B lumberjacking
Packing knowledge of self,
I hope our lyric help
Somebody who might need some, inspiration of a whole black nation
Coming together for 2004
That's how it go, mother****er
You know the
Goodie Mo', and you know that shit
Mo' That's how it go
Gangstas, you ain't gotta kill a man, try
Sometimes you gotta let a little homie walk the line
Just to show him how close he came to get his little ass burnt
Like some honey baked toast
Walking the hood comatose 21, 24 hours out the day
In the lord
I pray, but the
S-K Spray a little bit then the police will come
Holding my nuts everytime
I don't run
Hung in the hood, in the slums, in the
PJs In the ghetto deep in the country the wood with no streetlights
Slide to the left baby
I'mma hit it right
Came into the front yard, on-on-one fist fight
O. G.'s from the hood told me to keep my shit right
And if they try my mama house,
I'll take the first flight
The same mother****ers that said they had my back
They got them folks sniffing 'round my pine,
I'm gone
Yeah, uh Gangstas, put down your dukes
Hustlas pick up your flutes
It's your boy '
Jo Goodie, and people don't shoot
I hope I get to y'all in one piece
Cuz tomorrow ain't promised,
I hid in the belly of the beast
Folks still digging, in the trash can trying to get something to eat
HIV running rapid in my community
Teen pregnancies, children having children
People sleeping, on the street
So it ain't all
G-double O-
D Don't think
I got it gravy when you see '
Jo Goodie on
TV I know this gon be the death of me
But situations and circumstances got be twisting broccoli
Last year, the devil tried to kill me
But y'all showed mercy, on him, he pleased
Now I'm a below the knee amputee, back on the street
Happily married with four kids, and
I'll still split your wig
Real G'd Up
Goodie Mob
Kurupt Young
Gotti J-Wells,
Bonzi J-Wells
Dungeon...