[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tracy Marrow/Charles Glenn
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tracy Marrow/Charles Glenn
[00:00.000] Six in the morning, police at my door
[00:02.388] Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor
[00:04.795] Out my back window I make my escape
[00:07.140] Didn't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
[00:09.634] Mad with no music, but happy 'cause free
[00:12.353] And the streets to a player is the place to be
[00:14.677] Got a knot in my pocket weighing at least a grand
[00:17.115] Gold on my neck, my pistol's close at hand
[00:19.588] I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
[00:21.959] Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
[00:24.386] But just living in the city is a serious task
[00:26.894] Didn't know what the pigs wanted, didn't have time to ask
[00:37.085] Word, word, word
[00:39.310] Seen my homeboys cooling way, way out
[00:41.831] Told 'em 'bout my morning, cold bugged 'em out
[00:44.262] Shot a little dice 'tll my knees got sore
[00:46.786] Kicked around some stories 'bout the night before
[00:49.089] Posse to the corner where the fly girls chill
[00:51.649] Threw action at some freaks 'til one ***** got ill
[00:54.022] She started acting stupid, simply would not quit
[00:56.606] Called us all punk *****es, said we all weren't shit
[00:59.190] As we walked over to her, ho continued to speak
[01:01.519] So we beat the ***** down in the goddamn street
[01:03.856] Just living in the city is a serious task
[01:06.297] ***** didn't know what hit her, didn't have time to ask
[01:16.990] Word, word, word
[01:19.044] Continued clocking freaks with immense posteriors
[01:21.557] Rolling in a Blazer with a Louis interior
[01:23.720] Solid gold, the ride was raw
[01:26.263] Bust a left turn, was on Crenshaw
[01:28.817] Sean-e-Sean was the driver, known to give freaks hell
[01:31.477] Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
[01:33.691] Looked in the mirror, what did we see?
[01:35.926] ****ing blue lights, L.A.P.D
[01:38.626] Pigs searched our car, their day was made
[01:41.231] Found an Uzi, .44 and a hand grenade
[01:43.587] Threw us in the county high-power block
[01:46.039] No freaks to see, no beats to rock
[01:48.566] Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly
[01:51.071] Squabbled with the sucker, shanked 'em in the eye
[01:53.511] Just living in the county is a serious task
[01:55.942] ***** didn't know what hit him, didn't have time to ask
[02:06.190] Word, word, word
[02:08.373] Back on the streets after five and a deuce
[02:10.773] Seven years later, but still had the juice
[02:13.013] My homeboy Hen Gee put me up on the track
[02:15.689] Told me E's rolling Villain, **'s got the sack
[02:18.060] Bruce is a giant, Nat C's clocking dough
[02:20.748] Be-Bop's a pimp, my old freak's a ho
[02:23.208] The batter rams rolling, rocks are the thing
[02:25.896] Life has no meaning and money is king
[02:28.341] Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin
[02:30.624] He said,"Man, you out early, we thought you got ten"
[02:33.108] Opened his safe, kicked me down with long cash
[02:35.676] Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask
[02:47.829] I bought a Benz with the money, the rest went on clothes
[02:50.430] Went to the strip, started pimping the hoes
[02:52.955] My hair had grew long on my seven year stay
[02:55.413] When I got it done, on my shoulders it lay
[02:57.788] Hard from the joint, but fly to my heart
[03:00.206] I didn't want trouble, but the shit had to start
[03:02.638] Out with my crew, some punks got loud
[03:05.206] Shotgun blasts echoed through the crowd
[03:07.736] Six punks hit, two punks died
[03:10.458] All casualties were applied to their side
[03:12.676] Human lives had to pass just for talking much trash
[03:15.226] We didn't know who they were, no one had time to ask
[03:24.462] Word, word, word, word, word