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
编辑于2004/07/13更新

guess whos back freestyle feat歌词

Lil Wayne

简介： Lil Wayne (1982年9月27日---),原名Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.出生在美国新奥尔良一个叫做Hollygrove的声名狼藉的街区，从小就胸怀大志的Wayne把

[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]
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