歌曲名称:Guess whos back freestyle feat dizzy peanut 歌手:Lil Wayne This ya boy Young Hova, yo turn the muh’fuckin noise up We’ll get right into the proceedings this evening Headphones are distortin, bring it down a lil’ bit Okay - now we workin wit it The boy Face on the bassline, Face - Mob! Welcome to New York City... it’s ya boy Young Hov’ chea Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what’s goin on now? Can I talk to y’all for a minute? Lemme talk to y’all for a minute Just gimme a minute of ya time baby - I don’t want much (whoo!) Lemme talk to these muh’fuckas, uhh You still smellin crack in my clothes Don’t make me have to relapse on these hoes Take it back out to taxin them roads When I was huggin it, niggaz couldn’t do nuttin wit it Straight from the oven wit it - came from the dirt I emerged from it all without a stain on my shirt You can blame my old earth, for the shit she instilled in me Still with me, pain plus work Shit she made me milk this game for all it’s worth That’s right, these niggaz can’t fuck with me I’m callin guts everytime, drag my nuts everytime Homey, we make a great combination don’t we? Me and the Face Mob, everytime we face-off Face it y’all, y’all niggaz playin basic ball I’m on the block like I’m eight feet tall Homey, I’m in the drop with the AC on That’s why the, streets embrace me dawg, I’m so cool! Guess who’s bizack? Back on the block with the old Face Mob Mack Mittens and Hov’ Don’t make me relapse Back to the block with the fo’ Cuz this street shit is all I know From the womb to the tomb - a hot pot of joy and a spoon Tryna make me forty thousand and move Motels, star-studded, rock stars and goons Plain clothes wanna run in my room (whooooo...) But nigga guess who’s bizack? It’s ya boy Face Mob Started with an eightball, gotta get this cake dawg Give niggaz a break, nah, you know how the game go Fuck you think I slang fo’, to go against the grain (no) I’m out here to grind mo’, rapped up in the paper chase I wanna fuck a fine hoe and candy paint the 88 Don’t got no wholesale, cuz that ain’t how I wanna run it
[ti:Guess whos back freestyle feat dizzy peanut] [ar:Lil Wayne] [00:14.30]This ya boy Young Hova, yo turn the muh’fuckin noise up [00:19.48]We’ll get right into the proceedings this evening [00:24.63]Headphones are distortin, bring it down a lil’ bit [00:29.79]Okay - now we workin wit it [00:34.95]The boy Face on the bassline, Face - Mob! [00:40.10]Welcome to New York City... it’s ya boy Young Hov’ chea [00:45.27]Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what’s goin on now? [00:50.43]Can I talk to y’all for a minute? Lemme talk to y’all for a minute [00:55.59]Just gimme a minute of ya time baby - I don’t want much (whoo!) [01:00.73]Lemme talk to these muh’fuckas, uhh [01:05.87]You still smellin crack in my clothes [01:11.01]Don’t make me have to relapse on these hoes [01:16.17]Take it back out to taxin them roads [01:21.33]When I was huggin it, niggaz couldn’t do nuttin wit it [01:26.48]Straight from the oven wit it - came from the dirt [01:31.63]I emerged from it all without a stain on my shirt [01:36.78]You can blame my old earth, for the shit she instilled in me [01:41.94]Still with me, pain plus work [01:47.10]Shit she made me milk this game for all it’s worth [01:47.26]That’s right, these niggaz can’t fuck with me [01:52.41]I’m callin guts everytime, drag my nuts everytime [01:57.57]Homey, we make a great combination don’t we? [02:02.74]Me and the Face Mob, everytime we face-off [02:07.90]Face it y’all, y’all niggaz playin basic ball [02:13.05]I’m on the block like I’m eight feet tall [02:18.21]Homey, I’m in the drop with the AC on [02:23.37]That’s why the, streets embrace me dawg, I’m so cool! [02:28.51]Guess who’s bizack? [02:33.67]Back on the block with the old Face Mob [02:33.84]Mack Mittens and Hov’ [02:39.00]Don’t make me relapse [02:44.16]Back to the block with the fo’ [02:49.32]Cuz this street shit is all I know [02:54.48]From the womb to the tomb - a hot pot of joy and a spoon [02:59.65]Tryna make me forty thousand and move [03:04.82]Motels, star-studded, rock stars and goons [03:09.99]Plain clothes wanna run in my room (whooooo...) [03:15.16]But nigga guess who’s bizack? It’s ya boy Face Mob [03:20.33]Started with an eightball, gotta get this cake dawg [03:25.49]Give niggaz a break, nah, you know how the game go [03:30.66]Fuck you think I slang fo’, to go against the grain (no) [03:35.81]I’m out here to grind mo’, rapped up in the paper chase [03:40.97]I wanna fuck a fine hoe and candy paint the 88 [03:46.13]Don’t got no wholesale, cuz that ain’t how I wanna run it [03:51.32] 上一首: weezy baby 下一首: Beef