求2pac的“Hit'em up”的中文歌词
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发布时间：2022-10-26 23:44
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时间：2023-09-20 03:50
Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the *
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked
Verse Four:
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene
Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no mutha*in joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was poppin off
Nigga I hit em up
Outro: Tupac
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the * they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna * with us?
You little young ass mother*ers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You *in with me nigga you * around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the * up, fore you get smacked the * up
That's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
Fuck you and your mother*in mama
We gonna kill all you mother*ers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother*in opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
Fuck Mobb Deep
Fuck Biggie
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label
and as a mother*in crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then * you too
Chino XL, * you too
All you mother*ers, * you too
(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all mother*ers, * you die slow mother*er
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You mother*ers can't be us or see us
We the mother*in Thug Life ridahs West side till we die!
Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you mother*ers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the mother*in mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you mother*ers feel us
Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they
mother*ers back, you know how it is
When we drop records they feel it
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realist,* it we′re badboy killaz,killaz..
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时间：2023-09-20 03:51
热心网友
时间：2023-09-20 03:50
Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the *
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked
Verse Four:
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene
Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no mutha*in joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was poppin off
Nigga I hit em up
Outro: Tupac
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the * they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna * with us?
You little young ass mother*ers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You *in with me nigga you * around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the * up, fore you get smacked the * up
That's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
Fuck you and your mother*in mama
We gonna kill all you mother*ers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother*in opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
Fuck Mobb Deep
Fuck Biggie
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label
and as a mother*in crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then * you too
Chino XL, * you too
All you mother*ers, * you too
(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all mother*ers, * you die slow mother*er
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You mother*ers can't be us or see us
We the mother*in Thug Life ridahs West side till we die!
Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you mother*ers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the mother*in mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you mother*ers feel us
Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they
mother*ers back, you know how it is
When we drop records they feel it
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realist,* it we′re badboy killaz,killaz..
热心网友
时间：2023-09-20 03:51
