作曲 : Brown, Lloyd, Shermer I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride They gon' ride! We all gon' ride! I've come from the heart of South Side Holdin' it down for my ******z that died I gotta dizzy bird on my side Pop ************t and get your whole mouth wired Baby that's right, stay off the payroll I have ******z scrapin' the skin off your face With the same ************t that peel the potatoes I thank the Lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us The willpower and the reflexes of Larry Davis You don't wanna see my block formin' That's a hundred and one dawgs And I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'em We're respected highly' Cause you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a body Me and money's like Whitney, next to BobbyIf I bring all my ******z I need an extra lobby As soon as you ain't around JakeYou get your ass whipped for chips Now that's the real definition of poundcake I got the crown snake And you can tell when I'm shoppin'' Cause when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake I got a car I only drive on ThursdaysI'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake than birthdays Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear You know how I gets down, this pound hold six rounds I told you I'd be back ************, talk that ************t now! You hear that fo'-fifth sound, duck when I spit rounds' Cause this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the Bricks now We ain't got ************t down here but **** and guns for sale You get your head cracked, then ******z don't run and tell It's like we sell crack, get caught, head back to jail We on that ' ****** the police' ************t, we're livin' in hell You better guard your grill homey and stand your ground These bullets burn, they hit whoever's standin' around I never learned even after I took a couple shots I just got me some Band-Aids and bought a couple GlocksHad to go on a rampage, and hit a couple blocks Once they hear that 12 gauge, that's when the trouble stops If it's beef then I'm ready to ride, just come to CashvilleYou can find me on the South Side, mother******! Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the Fab FiveYou know Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, you know my ******' name Whether the truck or train, my mind stuck on the grind Cussin' without a line, a lot of suckers came Yeah you talkin' ************t, but we can all tell he ass Jazz and black his eyes like the R. Kelly mass You gotta blast me yo, 'cause the Louisville'll Have your head lookin' like the top of a pistachio The young gunner with the raspy flow Got every boyfriend thinkin' they girlfriend's a nasty ho My heart laugh and it's small, maybe it's 'cause My grand pop dropped right after the ball Banks hops out, bulletproof this, bulletproof that Bulletproof snorkel when you hot, they hawk you I got the hood on my shoulder, chain big as a boulder The 3-5-7 tucker, mother******! Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Geah, haha, mother******, I'm here, yeah Lloyd Banks, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-gG-Unit! Money by any means, ******
作曲 : Brown, Lloyd, Shermer I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride They gon' ride! We all gon' ride! I've come from the heart of South Side Holdin' it down for my ******z that died I gotta dizzy bird on my side Pop ************t and get your whole mouth wired Baby that's right, stay off the payroll I have ******z scrapin' the skin off your face With the same ************t that peel the potatoes I thank the Lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us The willpower and the reflexes of Larry Davis You don't wanna see my block formin' That's a hundred and one dawgs And I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'em We're respected highly' Cause you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a body Me and money's like Whitney, next to BobbyIf I bring all my ******z I need an extra lobby As soon as you ain't around JakeYou get your ass whipped for chips Now that's the real definition of poundcake I got the crown snake And you can tell when I'm shoppin'' Cause when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake I got a car I only drive on ThursdaysI'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake than birthdays Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear You know how I gets down, this pound hold six rounds I told you I'd be back ************, talk that ************t now! You hear that fo'-fifth sound, duck when I spit rounds' Cause this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the Bricks now We ain't got ************t down here but **** and guns for sale You get your head cracked, then ******z don't run and tell It's like we sell crack, get caught, head back to jail We on that ' ****** the police' ************t, we're livin' in hell You better guard your grill homey and stand your ground These bullets burn, they hit whoever's standin' around I never learned even after I took a couple shots I just got me some Band-Aids and bought a couple GlocksHad to go on a rampage, and hit a couple blocks Once they hear that 12 gauge, that's when the trouble stops If it's beef then I'm ready to ride, just come to CashvilleYou can find me on the South Side, mother******! Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the Fab FiveYou know Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, you know my ******' name Whether the truck or train, my mind stuck on the grind Cussin' without a line, a lot of suckers came Yeah you talkin' ************t, but we can all tell he ass Jazz and black his eyes like the R. Kelly mass You gotta blast me yo, 'cause the Louisville'll Have your head lookin' like the top of a pistachio The young gunner with the raspy flow Got every boyfriend thinkin' they girlfriend's a nasty ho My heart laugh and it's small, maybe it's 'cause My grand pop dropped right after the ball Banks hops out, bulletproof this, bulletproof that Bulletproof snorkel when you hot, they hawk you I got the hood on my shoulder, chain big as a boulder The 3-5-7 tucker, mother******! Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headed for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeah! ************ny ************t right here I work magic and make you ******z disappear Geah, haha, mother******, I'm here, yeah Lloyd Banks, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-gG-Unit! Money by any means, ******
