《My Niggaz》歌词

[00:04:58] My Niggaz - Kid Capri

[00:04:58] (feat. Foxy Brown, The Lox)

[00:04:58] Yeah

[00:04:58] Uhhh

[00:04:58] [Foxy

[00:04:58] It's time for everybody

[00:04:58] To get they muthaf**kin' minds right

[00:04:58] Cause it's about to go down

[00:04:58] Straight like that

[00:04:58] Oooh

[00:04:58] Uhhh

[00:04:58] Kid Capri

[00:04:58] Ill Na Na

[00:04:58] And the muthaf**kin' L-O-X

[00:04:58] That's right

[00:04:58] From the top of New York, where they be poppin' they corks

[00:04:58] From the bottom of the slums, where they be poppin' they guns

[00:04:58] Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's

[00:04:58] But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run

[00:04:58] The niggas that had cake and got sent up state

[00:04:58] For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight

[00:04:58] For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate

[00:04:58] Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate

[00:04:58] [Sheek

[00:04:58] Aye yo, aye yo

[00:04:58] Our sh*t contagious, so ya'll niggas try to quaratine us

[00:04:58] Ya'll niggas shook up, and all that like Orange Juice is

[00:04:58] My gun American, but my niggas got foreign enemies

[00:04:58] Six cars between us, laced out

[00:04:58] Half my money from the ** route, ya know how that goes

[00:04:58] We into heavy metal plugs, and slum sh*t for the nose

[00:04:58] Is Sheek Lucion, he better ball with a groupie on

[00:04:58] My python, gettin' sex

[00:04:58] In hotels with connect the rooms

[00:04:58] Fill letter walk through on his ex

[00:04:58] Jadakiss and Styles walk a pound up through a storm

[00:04:58] Room service, bring 'em champagne with five matts on

[00:04:58] >From most hated, to heavy rotated, forget it

[00:04:58] Next stop is movies, ya'll check it when Blockbuster get it

[00:04:58] Cheap-skates, sweatin' off pre-release dates

[00:04:58] For Money, Power & Respect, on platnuim out the gates

[00:04:58] >From Rusell Simmons to Puff, Lox and DMX copped it

[00:04:58] Big time, we probably shoot this joint up on tropics

[00:04:58] When we eat fish like whiteies

[00:04:58] And b**ches have all nighties

[00:04:58] Suckin' dick, me I'm on some jail sh*t

[00:04:58] Standing up, jerkin' off, while these hoes see these doubles click

[00:04:58] From the top of New York, where they be poppin' they corks

[00:04:58] From the bottom of the slums, where they be poppin' they guns

[00:04:58] Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's

[00:04:58] But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run

[00:04:58] The niggas that had cake and got sent up state

[00:04:58] For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight

[00:04:58] For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate

[00:04:58] Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate

[00:04:58] [Foxy Brown

[00:04:58] Uhh, uhh

[00:04:58] Bet I salute all chicks that be gettin' them chips

[00:04:58] Throw it up, for my b**ches, that be poppin' that Crist'

[00:04:58] Specially to the one's, who be ridin' that dick

[00:04:58] And if the p**sy bangin', hope it cop to a stick

[00:04:58] And all my thorough chicks, who cried and lied for these cats

[00:04:58] Out of twon, on a hound for these cats, ehh

[00:04:58] Sh*t got dick, let 'em ground for these cats

[00:04:58] And the crocodle Prada, satsh the pund for these cats

[00:04:58] Me and my b**ches got down for these cats

[00:04:58] Paid our dues, for 62's, taped to the top

[00:04:58] Seen the truth through the lie, but the b**t is fine

[00:04:58] Like a trooper, I put that one the life that I ride

[00:04:58] Guilty charges, straight copped out the 3-5

[00:04:58] Now f**king my crew, suffer and die

[00:04:58] Maximum 25, baby f**k if I fry

[00:04:58] It's a ditry game, when it come to slingin' them thangs

[00:04:58] Bail like a hundered-thou, but the us is more change

[00:04:58] Sh*t, i used to trick that from jewels and the rings, huh

[00:04:58] From the top of New York, where they be poppin' they corks

[00:04:58] From the bottom of the slums, where they be poppin' they guns

[00:04:58] Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's

[00:04:58] But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run

[00:04:58] The niggas that had cake and got sent up state

[00:04:58] For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight

[00:04:58] For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate

[00:04:58] Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate

[00:04:58] [Styles

[00:04:58] Fred one, for niggas that be bustin' they gun

[00:04:58] Till the death, what'd you expect for a couple of one's

[00:04:58] Fred two, for niggas that ain't ever had sh*t

[00:04:58] Messed up, locked down, go on and grab sh*t

[00:04:58] Fred three, for niggas on lock without a key

[00:04:58] That ain't never comin' home, but you know how it be

[00:04:58] Livin' to die, but niggas ain't willin' to die

[00:04:58] If you bust up in the air, you ain't killin' the sky

[00:04:58] Feelin' the high, ni**a is you willin' to lie

[00:04:58] You a crumb and you dumb, you ain't stealin' the pie

[00:04:58] I leave a bloody mess, ni**a bigger then me, cut his neck

[00:04:58] Lox brothers, ya'll niggas is cock-suckers

[00:04:58] Yellow belly cowards, I want Money and the Power

[00:04:58] Assassin, you think it's a joke, you'll die laughing

[00:04:58] Hoppin' out the plane, and only bring the captain

[00:04:58] Start of a legacy, a hard broke down and start beggin' me

[00:04:58] Dog I'm a whole different pedigree

[00:04:58] Take me to the limit, I'm layin' in the cut

[00:04:58] While you playin' in the scrimage

[00:04:58] Meet you at the final

[00:04:58] Lyrically, I'm spiritually, drunkier then a winow

[00:04:58] Posion, house full of rhyme

[00:04:58] Bring your boys in

[00:04:58] Tell 'em take it easy, have a seat on the couch

[00:04:58] I'm the govenor, ya'll b**ch niggas is crowds

[00:04:58] Take orders, we need passports at the border

[00:04:58] Transport the water, sheerest corner

[00:04:58] Fell sick to be hit, but we wasn't the cure

[00:04:58] Make your ear-drums pop, probably lick drop

[00:04:58] Eyes slinch up, leaves hit the foor by the time he spits up

[00:04:58] Nobody gets up

[00:04:58] Muthaf**kas

[00:04:58] L-O-X muthaf**ka

[00:04:58] L-O-X, try this sh*t

[00:04:58] From the top of New York, where they be poppin' they corks

[00:04:58] From the bottom of the slums, where they be poppin' they guns

[00:04:58] Niggas that rock whips and get plenty of one's

[00:04:58] But niggas goin' hand and hand, are havin' to run

[00:04:58] The niggas that had cake and got sent up state

[00:04:58] For the mother who lost the child and had to settle for weight

[00:04:58] For those who up out the ghetto, but don't know how to skate

[00:04:58] Guess you gotta live the life that has fallen to fate