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作曲 : Frederick J. Tipton/Alan D. Maman
作词 : Frederick J. Tipton
I'm the kind of man that recognize talent
And when I find it, I put it to work
Came through in a clean SS
Bucket seats with the beam on the TEC
Got a thing, Wu-Tang, protect your neck, b*tch
Hahaha, ha, take a look at me, b*tch, yeah
Take a look at me, ho
Came through in a Benz S6
Drippin' water, neck and wrist reckless
Ho was trippin', that was one less b*tch, ho
Yeah, hahaha, take a look at me, b*tch
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Take a look at me, ho)
Look at me, motherf*cker, look at me (Yeah)
And my b*tch got her tax check back
She gon' put a real n*gga back on his feet (Yeah)
Used to ride in the clean A3
With the wood and the Louis Vs on my seat (Yeah)
Motherf*ck what you heard, when I ride in the dirt
Make a ho clean off her feet (Yeah)
Tell a b*tch,"What you looking at?"
Soda with the c*caine, now I'm cookin' that
If that sh*t ain't locked up then we took it back
N*ggas stretch it and press it, we pushin' that
When I stop selling crack, I ain't lookin' back
Yeah, b*tch, I ain't lookin' back
Yeah, damn
Came through in a new Porsche speed
Too much coke'll make a b*tch nose bleed
To the floor seats from the nosebleeds, b*tch, yeah
Take a look at me b*tch, yeah
Take a look at me, ho, ha
Came through in a new Porsche speed
Too much coke'll make a b*tch nose bleed
To the floor seats from the nosebleeds, b*tch, yeah
Take a look at me b*tch, yeah
Take a look at me, ho
(Yeah)
(Look at me, motherf*ckers, look at me, yeah)
(Look at me, motherf*ckers, look at me, yeah)
You luck you got away with just a scratch, sucker
What you got the other night was just the smoke
The fire is yet to come
Got to run him out of the neighborhood
What you'll get is nothing but a whole lot of trouble
You better be careful when you talk about shedding blood in this community
