歌词
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没人喜欢我
Nobody likes me
根本就没人喜欢我,但是没关系
Nobody likes me but that's okay
因为我也不喜欢你们
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
...我也不喜欢你们
And I don't like y'all anyway
去你们的吧!
F**k all y'all
我让我的手表为我发言,我的豪车为我说话
My watch talk for me my whip talk for me
我的手枪为我说话
My gat talk for me
班!吃了么兄弟
BLAT Wutup homie
不认识我的外围
For bitches who don't know me
见了我也想和我共度良宵,因为我炫的这些东西,很能说明点什么
They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me
我先前怀着谦恭之心进入说唱行业,但我现在TM谁都不吝
I came into rap humble I don't give a f**k now
我会像上城里打拼的黑鬼们一样服务任何人(货品谁都卖)
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
可卡因的价格上涨,滑头们就往下城走了
检察署的人跑到我家里搜查,而我不好意思不见了(LIAO三声)
Coke price go up cats is come down
为我贩毒的这些手下,他们甚至都不在别的地方藏货
The D's run in my crib I'm nowhere to be found
他们把货带在身上,就塞在他们的屁眼里
The bitch who hustle for me they dont even stash tracks
当我不喜欢一个黑鬼(指JA RULE)我不会佯装客气
They keep it on em right there in they ass crack
我会让医务人员把你的脑袋像包得像印度教徒那样严实
When I don't like a nigga I don't pretend to
听好,我特么就在这儿哪儿也不去,所以你最好习惯我
I'll have the paramedics wrap your f**kin head like a Hindu
八零年代的老匪帮(OG=ORIGINAL GANGSTA)看着我说我就是他们当年锐意进取的模样
Look I ain't goin nowhere so get used to me
我是那个卖可卡因的人,那个卖违禁品的人
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
那个在穷困潦倒时掷骰子赌博的那个人
I'm that nigga that sold coke the nigga that sold dope
(我是)那个开枪扫射的悍匪
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
那个打空弹匣的悍匪
The thug they pop shit
那个从3.6盎司一直奋斗到卖一公斤违禁品的悍匪
The thug that pop clips
黑鬼们和我作对,那只能说是脑子不清醒
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
我说唱绘出的图画能让瞎子都特么看得一清二楚!
Nigga ain't in his right mind goin against me
(主旋律)敲锣打鼓说自己是谋杀公司的(JA RULE的厂牌是MURDER INC)我可不相信你!
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
谋杀!(这就是你在我这里犯浑的下场)
Scream murder (I don't believe you )
谋杀!(我不相信你有那实力!)
Murder (F**k around and leave you )
谋杀,谋杀(你已命悬一线!)
Murder (I don't believe you )
你们这些黑鬼不会想要和我作对的
Murder murder (Your life's on the line )
我在试着想明白你们是怎么惹毛我的
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
别让我晚上抓到你
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
打完五枪,第六枪跑
Make me catch her on the late night
我打起来的时候不是个神射手,我只是拿机枪疯狂扫射你
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
我不是个多漂亮的男孩,但我死去的母亲觉得我帅
我讨厌听到“他说,她说”之类的废话
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue I spray random
除非他说她说她上了我的床
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
这不是什么巧合,惹了我的黑鬼挨枪子
I hate to hear "He say She say" shit
我会来场加州风格花式掀起你们街区的头盖骨
Unless he say she say she on my dick
你本孱弱,却装强悍
It's no coincidence niggas who f**k wit me get shot up
我枪不离手,因为黑鬼们真来想扫过我一次
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
在街区他们会说,“靠,50真的把他们涮惨了”
You soft through be puttin up a crazy front
“你们听到了么?” “是的,50真的把他们涮惨了”
I stay wit the Mac cuz niggas tried to blaze me once
“牛肉”(指嘻哈行业的争端),你嚼不动,就别先挥餐刀
In the hood they be like "Damn 50 really spitted on em"
你只是条鱼塘小虾,份内好好待着吧!
"You heard that shit " "Yeah 50 really shitted on em"
这帮人说唱时总是特么脱离现实
Beef you don't want none so don't start none
这就是为什么他们写关于自己卖毒砖却只挣过几毛钱
You just a small player in this game play a part son
都按他们说,他们会说自己有快车
豪车,带栏杆的卡车
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
后座的电视,兄弟伙
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
看见他们坐在五人车里,我只是笑笑,兄弟伙
Leave it to them and they say they got a fast car
我没想酷时都能有范
Nascar truck wit a crash bar
我没瞎说,我可以坐在这里喝香槟王喝到我醉成两截(DON P=DOM PERIGNON唐·培里侬香槟王)
And TV's in the dash pa
保证我的房租分开付
See em in the five wit stock rims I just laugh pa
过我这条线,那我就会让你吃枪子
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
现在如果你在你的说唱里提到我的名字,那你最好谨慎着点
I ain't lyin I sit Don P til I split up
你跟这儿想落天外,你会被打死然后被抬走(两处CARRIED AWAY用词巧妙不肤浅,第一个有自我感觉轻飘飘的意思)
Keep my rent split up
现在这里有一张可以在8小节里涮死你的MC名单
Get outta line I get you hit up (Wooo )
50美分,嗯,JAY-Z和NAS
Now if you say my name in your rhyme watch what you say
我现在这话就说一遍:
You get carried away you can get shot and carried away
我们不是兄弟,我们不是伙伴,我们更特么不是什么朋友
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
你们玩的那一套,在我们这里你真的会死的很惨
50 umm Jay-Z and Nas
看见我就看见我,黑鬼,你怎么说!
I'ma say this shit now and never again
怎么说!
We ain't buddies we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
怎么说!
The games you playin you get killed like that
你们这些黑鬼不会想要和我作对的
Actin like you all hard you ain't built like that
我在试着回想你们是怎么惹毛我的
See me when you see me nigga one
别让我夜里抓到你
(One)
打完五枪,第六枪跑
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
专辑信息
1.Intro - intro
2.What Up Gangsta
3.Patiently Waiting
4.Many Men (Wish Death)
5.In Da Club
6.High All The Time
7.Heat
8.If I Can't
9.Blood Hound
10.Back Down
11.P.I.M.P.
12.Like My Style
13.Poor Lil Rich
14.21 Questions
15.Don't Push Me
16.Gotta Make It To Heaven
17.Wanksta - Soundtrack Version (Explicit)
18.U Not Like Me
19.Lifes On The Line