[00:00.00] 作词 : Noble, Sermon, Smith[00:01.80]Hydro indo(Buddha)[00:02.43]Hah cocoa yo, ya ya yo[00:08.67]I need some brown bitches (Lady[00:10.17]All day I need some brown bitches (Jenny[00:13.83]I need some cut(Lady, lady)[00:18.18]Now these doors don't open, til after dark(Owoo)[00:21.03]And it ain't 'til twelve 'til the party really starts(Yo, me and my crew had to be in by ten)[00:26.31]Right before the fun was about to begin[00:28.14]Yo yo, one bitten jabberjaws tryin' to taste the[00:31.14]Paper written kids be bullshittin'[00:32.97]I see they flaws[00:33.84]Too many rebels not enough cause for me to pause(Haha)[00:36.45]Them broads love my shitty drawers the finest[00:38.61]Criminal minded put my life behind it you niggaz[00:41.01]Find it hard to swallow poison in the bottle(She too sexy )[00:43.92]So I gotta watch you fast niggaz too many tricks[00:46.50]That can give a nigga a bad sickness[00:48.78]Yo, yo yo son excuse me?(Yo)[00:50.13]I'm tryin' to earn a million buck or two[00:52.02]The ill MC step in(And who the **** are you?)[00:54.39]Doc start walkin' bumpin'[00:55.74]M.O.PTo catch a mother****er gettin' gassed, puttin' ten on three(Da ruckus)[00:59.79]With the mic[01:00.42]I blast men on sight[01:01.59]So off the hook[01:02.31]Atlantic,[01:02.70]Bell had to go on strike[01:04.29]Doc did it metaphors come kitted[01:07.02]Twenty-twenty vision comes tinted from being so high(So high)[01:12.15]So high so high[01:12.39]Air it out[01:14.55]Iron lung[01:15.15]I be the street soldier ante up[01:17.07]Pull them panties up, party's over, in the cut[01:19.62]Slappin' grudges offa niggaz shoulder bringin' ruck[01:22.20]Like them wild cats at[01:23.22]Villanova hot as ****[01:24.78]Duke or sober suave bowler soul controller[01:27.39]Of the universe stole a colder than cola[01:30.15]Caps grab your hoodie hat island of stat'[01:32.40]Keep them cats runnin' for they gat, in stormy weather[01:34.89]Gats, right hook, uppercut swollen how[01:36.48]I left your eye[01:37.32]Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked[01:39.21]F.O.IAiyyo hoe doc be keepin a shit show like[01:42.33]MarilynManson the handgun be stashed in the panelling[01:45.42]Jersey drop son watch me whip it like midget[01:47.97]Diggin' in that whole plate and piss on your picnic(Don't nobody move)[01:51.54]Don't nobody start flinchin'[01:53.13]Limo driver roll up the ****ing partition[01:55.65]Who them niggaz that be rollin' them[01:56.79]Thai, high as a kite?[01:58.08]Gettin' niggaz all nite(Well all rite cha)[02:00.24]Yeah yeahWell who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl?(Get drunk as hell)[02:04.23]And so on(Well all rite cha)[02:05.10]Yo yoIs funk doc up in the house?(Well all rite cha)[02:07.68]Yo yoHot nix up in the house?(Well all rite cha)[02:10.32]Bricks to stat' hold it down(Well all rite cha)[02:12.78]Yo yo(Mad niggaz up in your mouth)(Hah, all nite cha)[02:15.30]Yo tical's and doc did it before,[02:17.25]I'll do it again[02:18.21]Snatch spark to the ignition,[02:19.77]I'm screwin' it in(Aiyyo we out!)[02:21.57]Six drop in ten seconds, what?[02:23.37]I'll be the first one on the floor at your wedding reception[02:26.19]B boys gather around and act p noid[02:28.86]Bring the trouble[02:29.49]T roy, to earlobes, keyloid(Terminator two)[02:32.37]Doc after[02:33.06]Sarah conn'[02:33.66]For the barrel bonds(Am I on?)[02:35.22]Tical, you're on[02:36.00]Uhh uhh on, uhh uhh on[02:36.39]Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh on[02:40.89]Got these slim pickin's on my[02:42.33]Charles ****ens[02:43.17]I pack a Mac[02:43.80]To make your back stiffen flip the script[02:45.78]I act different[02:46.62]The eyeball keep your distance warning y'all you don't listen[02:49.98]****ing over niggaz you ain't gettin'[02:51.66]So finally puttin' in work the big hurt[02:54.18]MC with a social disease and get it first[02:56.70]Enemies feel my energies four centuries of anger[03:00.03]Remember me?(The field niggaz)[03:01.74]Too ghetto fabulous rza, sharp, and hazardous[03:04.53]Figure with bad habit can't hold his liquor[03:06.93]Speed like a millipede(Hot nix-on)[03:09.72]Contemplate the non-fiction on loose leaves[03:12.30]Paragraphs, hundred degrees, my pen bleed(Ha)[03:14.64]Showin' you the pain[03:15.87]I feel from holdin' these[03:17.31]Black thoughts, deep rooted, nowadays[03:19.86]They come with batteries included, in wicked ways[03:22.20]Who them niggaz that be rollin them thai, high as a kite?[03:24.84]Gettin niggaz all nite(Well all rite cha)[03:27.03]Yeah yeahWell who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl?(Get drunk as hell)[03:30.33]And so on(Well all rite cha)[03:32.10]Yo yoIs funk diggy in the house?(Well all rite cha)[03:34.77]Yo yoMeth diggy no doubt(Well all rite cha)[03:37.08]Bricks to stat' hold it down(Well all rite cha)[03:39.84]Yo yoMad niggaz up in your mouth(All nite cha)[03:41.37]Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha[03:41.88]Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha[03:42.42]Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha...