Time For ... (Explicit)

作曲 : Show & A.G.

There's a time to play and there's a time for sex

There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck

Watch your spot, cause if you sleep you'll get got

Our sound is hot cause we're true to hip-hop

It's the little big man, y'all little niggas just relax

I'm coming like a nut, butt niggas catching heart attacks

Adversaries better maintain

Don't even riff, stram, cause

I'm a one-man gangbang

Boom, I hit it, now money

I really did it

Brung out the beast in me, and the freaks be getting with it

Yes the fame is what they sweat

But you came for me to entertain then

I'll make you wet

Meanwhile, got to keep a low profile

Our style is true, so yes

I do smile

Original, just like the

Dirty Rotten

And while our foes is plotting,

Show is riding shotgun

There's a time to play and there's a time for sex

There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck

Watch your spot, cause if you sleep you'll get got

Our sound is hot cause we're true to hip-hop

Since I hit the boom, they say my brain is doomed

I object, it's sustained, now name this tune

Bringing more than other brothers on computers

Long as my vision ain't blurry, don't worry, pass the buddhas

Forget karate, cause

I'd rather kick a lyric

You ain't trying to hear it?

Then I'll be talking to your spirit

Show hit me off with the hype **

Who needs pencils and papers?

Brain cells is what

I write with

The format, told you last

LP I'm all that

Step to A.

G., then you're best to be sure, black

Roll with my crew,

I got the

O.E. 20 dollar sack, and my hat to the back just like

TLC Now when you play, it'd better not be with

Show and Dre

Or sex in between the sheets at my rest

Now it's time to lounge and

I'm free from all clowns

Now who's catching wreck?

I hit the cess, yes

There's a time to play and there's a time for sex

There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck

Watch your spot, cause if you sleep you'll get got

Our sound is hot cause we're true to hip-hop

I get rough and

I hurt 'em like a puff of the ***

Tough like

Tonka, you'll get seen by the

Jolly Green

Monster, the

G sell out?

Hell no A good fellow who sports the shell toes

Step to me,

I'll shoot you and your deputy

Everybody's in jeopardy except for me

They pop shit, like their skills

I can't top it

I'm the one to rock with, lounge and pop some chocolate

I'm coming through, so what you gonna do?

When I hit you in the head with the lead from the number 2

A black boo, leaving suckers froze like a statue

Styles are coming at you, real like my tattoo