[00:00.000] 作词 : Michael Summers/Aaron D. Yates/Steward D. Ashby/Samuel Watson
[00:00.027] 作曲 : Michael Summers/Aaron D. Yates/Steward D. Ashby/Samuel Watson
[00:00.54][Intro: Big Scoob]
[00:00.83]Say som'n, do som'n,
[00:02.75]That's the way that I was raised
[00:04.63]But we living in different ways nowadays
[00:07.15]But no matter what you was taught
[00:08.98]Every man must hold his own
[00:10.81][Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
[00:11.71]Pac told me, "Reach the block, homies"
[00:13.95]When the thot's know me then you get guacamole
[00:16.69]Still gotta watch police even if you got dough these
[00:19.47]Haza's will not scold me, 'cause I am not Toby
[00:22.36]I am a king, I made my mark on this planet,
[00:25.21]I am cha-ching
[00:26.78]That's my Asian name, I get dough from rhymin' supreme
[00:29.01]I was poor, now I am a thing, I was low as slime in latrines
[00:32.39]That's amazin' man, I put the 'woop' on it, a few moments
[00:34.98]Then you gon' get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it
[00:38.00]The youth want it in groups to use the loop on this
[00:39.48]A bad man, that's what I am, an odd one
[00:40.90]Never ask me what your broad done
[00:42.25]I'ma say to the brethren Wa Gwan
[00:43.57]Solid as Haile Selassie, so it's nobody to stop me
[00:45.86]Plus I got Maudie to watch me,
[00:48.14]free from the thottie's debauchery
[00:49.45]Stay away from fed's wires,
[00:50.99]Come fake with us and you gonna get lead fired
[00:52.81]'Cause we known to say som'n, do som'n (what?), Red Byers
[00:55.61][Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
[00:55.96]And if I ever started to fall
[01:00.41]I lift with both feet on the ground,
[01:03.25]Makin' me ten feet tall
[01:05.58]Looking like, "Wassup now?"
[01:08.06]Say som'n, do som'n
[01:09.68]"Wassup now?" Say som'n, do som'n
[01:12.47]Ah me? Say som'n, do som'n
[01:14.79]Still OG Say som'n, do som'n
[01:17.28][Bridge: Big Scoob]
[01:17.89]If I said it I meant it,
[01:20.20]This how I live
[01:21.52]I'll die for it, that's how I am
[01:23.89][Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
[01:24.20]You can't send a suburban black or white cop who never been to the hood, to the hood
[01:28.70]'Cause the perception they get from all the killings on the TV ain't never good, in the hood
[01:34.23]So it's nervous when they give service,
[01:35.89]No courage can lead to murders
[01:37.07]The squirters make them assertive and
[01:38.75]I heard it can't be refurbished
[01:39.90]When the word is "We deserve it" 'cause someone alerted
[01:41.79]We flirted with purges, leavin' us dead and deserted
[01:44.77]Permanently dirted, inserted in a pine box, I'm not dyin' shot
[01:48.41]Tryna make my time stop, N9ne got them slimes that mind bop
[01:51.04]And it never do dime drop, born on N9ne' block to crime dot
[01:54.23]Then the rhymes locked, where they find bop
[01:56.73]I can still walk on Highland, walk on Wayne,
[01:58.49]claimin' what I ought to claim
[01:59.81]Soft and sensitive simple suckers, they take the walk of shame
[02:02.80]Heads wire, like that they bled, ours, the dead flyers
[02:05.79]Because we say som'n, do som'n, Red Byers
[02:07.86][Hook: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
[02:08.51]And if I ever started to fall
[02:12.71]I lift with both feet on the ground, makin' me ten feet tall
[02:18.14]Looking like, "Wassup now?" Say som'n, do som'n
[02:22.13]"Wassup now?" Say som'n, do som'n
[02:25.22]Ah me? Say som'n, do som'n
[02:27.75]Still OG Say som'n, do som'n
[02:29.71][Bridge 2: Big Scoob]
[02:30.33]All I got is my name
[02:33.27]Long as my name is good, I'm good
[02:35.60][Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
[02:36.05]Feel evil, really though, sinister **** for illy blokes
[02:38.69]Who milly tote for silly folks, bustin' 'til they chilly most
[02:41.18]Kill these broke enemies, finna be until he croaks
[02:43.45]Leavin' 'em wrapped in a drilly coat
[02:44.66]Crossin' him with a chin like a billy goat
[02:46.44]We talk this way 'cause we been through so much
[02:49.99]Impossible to have no guts
[02:53.64]Anybody fakin', we say hold up,
[02:55.77]We got our street and city sewed up
[02:57.90]That's from all the fightin' and bumpin',
[03:00.02]We found the light in the sunken
[03:01.08]Hole, down is plight and dysfunction,
[03:02.34]Plowed us right into something
[03:03.71]Hours frightin' and then funkin'
[03:05.13]But the cowards pryin' and punchin'
[03:06.45]And the pal is tryna trump him,
[03:07.97]Now we flyin' and bumpin'
[03:09.28]Flyin' higher than med tryers,
[03:12.21]We bred sires and they bed lie-ers
[03:14.94]They get nothing and we got everything, Fred Meyer
[03:18.35]I salute the triple OG, Red Byers