Nuthin' But - Cru.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Billy Vera/R. Ross/Jeremy A. Graham/Chad Santiago
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Billy Vera/R. Ross/Jeremy A. Graham/Chad Santiago
[00:00.00](feat. Black Rob)
[00:08.16][Black Rob ]
[00:20.82]Aiyo I'm just lottin thru cuz I finished with that booty call
[00:23.67]Green Acres more, lot and Queens had it all
[00:25.86]Got the beat from my man Big Stan 50 Grand
[00:28.83]Rhythem Blunt Cru, Black Rob in demand
[00:31.17][Chadeeo]
[00:31.56]Mic check one, and the mic check two
[00:34.02]Rhythem Blunt Cru runs thru you like the flu
[00:36.36]****ing up your whole shop up and inside
[00:38.94]Leave ya jaw to the floor, eyes open wide
[00:41.67][Yogi]
[00:41.85]Loungin in my crib upon, now in 12 floor
[00:44.40]Lo-Lo wit the ham come knockin at my door
[00:46.95]She sell glock shells by the sea shore
[00:49.41]Payin for the guests on that big ass boat
[00:51.54][Black Rob]
[00:51.81]Yo kids I'm takin no shorts, back and forth like a meter
[00:54.54]Play it crazy, ballin see ya, park dark black Adidas
[00:57.27]Art ****s, cuz I'm double, Spanish honies say Roberto
[00:59.76]**** that, I buck that ass nigga from your borough
[01:02.22][Chadeeo]
[01:02.43]Well lyrical gats, at the smalls of my back
[01:05.04]In facts, I pack extras up in my napsacks
[01:07.77]Greenbacks, let me layin back and relax
[01:10.14]Gaining riches, ****ing just by kicking the mere fact
[01:12.78][Yogi]
[01:13.17]****ing I can make your speaker shake
[01:15.24]Make ya break, now ya upstate gettin raped
[01:18.27]While I'm home makin hits
[01:20.16]That smokin so much shit that I start hearing ****heads
[01:22.71]Interlude: Yogi (Chadeeo)
[01:25.41]Aiyo, what the **** is that shit yo (what?)
[01:27.54]You hear that shit (what?)
[01:29.55]Don't **** with me, you ****heads hear that shit
[01:31.59]You ****heads **** with (yo chill, man take it)
[01:33.93][Chorus x4: The Mighty Ha (Yogi)]
[01:39.33]Rhythem Blunt Cru, knockin at the door
[01:41.82](Nothin but the rough, rugged & hardcore)
[01:49.86][Black Rob ]
[01:54.81]Jack call Yopes, so I stay to bring the metal
[01:57.06]To my job on 34th, I got some beef with these devils
[02:00.03]Automatic weapons, ****heads asking ****heads questions
[02:02.37]Leave them torn, as the justice cypher born then we steppin
[02:04.98][Chadeeo]
[02:05.19]All rise, parental discreation is advised
[02:07.59]And be wise, cuz one who fronts is one who dies
[02:10.11]Smoke buddah by the mic, just like a barracuda
[02:12.69]Flush the Cru to the ground like Roto Rooter
[02:15.48][Yogi]
[02:15.66]A fight, a fight, a ****head and a white
[02:18.03]If a ****head don't win, we all jump in
[02:20.82]Wanna be me, but you can't see me
[02:23.16]Cuz I don't rap like Michael Jackson those little wee-wees
[02:26.22]Uck it, bottom line, top of the page
[02:28.65]Loves to **** a big body ****head like Rage
[02:31.29]Runnin thru uptown like I don't got no sense
[02:33.81]And Frederick K. Price couldn't find no evidence
[02:36.21][Black Rob]
[02:36.48]Yo I make the grade, now I'm crazy paid
[02:38.97]****heads watch me close like M****ms in the World Trade
[02:41.91]Center, represent the click in the city
[02:44.28]Blowin up the spot, like silicone *******
[02:46.32][Chadeeo]
[02:46.86]Try to defeat beat, ****ing your dead wrong
[02:49.56]Too head strong, and got a 38 leg long
[02:52.02]So **** around, lay around on the wet ground
[02:54.42]By the tray pound, and these sick mother****ers from uptown
[03:15.54]Let me clear my throat now
文本歌词
作词 : Billy Vera/R. Ross/Jeremy A. Graham/Chad Santiago
作曲 : Billy Vera/R. Ross/Jeremy A. Graham/Chad Santiago
(feat. Black Rob)
Aiyo I'm just lottin thru cuz I finished with that booty call
Green Acres more, lot and Queens had it all
Got the beat from my man Big Stan 50 Grand
Rhythem Blunt Cru, Black Rob in demand
Mic check one, and the mic check two
Rhythem Blunt Cru runs thru you like the flu
****ing up your whole shop up and inside
Leave ya jaw to the floor, eyes open wide
Loungin in my crib upon, now in 12 floor
Lo-Lo wit the ham come knockin at my door
She sell glock shells by the sea shore
Payin for the guests on that big ass boat
Yo kids I'm takin no shorts, back and forth like a meter
Play it crazy, ballin see ya, park dark black Adidas
Art ****s, cuz I'm double, Spanish honies say Roberto
**** that, I buck that ass nigga from your borough
Well lyrical gats, at the smalls of my back
In facts, I pack extras up in my napsacks
Greenbacks, let me layin back and relax
Gaining riches, ****ing just by kicking the mere fact
****ing I can make your speaker shake
Make ya break, now ya upstate gettin raped
While I'm home makin hits
That smokin so much shit that I start hearing ****heads
Interlude: Yogi (Chadeeo)
Aiyo, what the **** is that shit yo (what?)
You hear that shit (what?)
Don't **** with me, you ****heads hear that shit
You ****heads **** with (yo chill, man take it)
Rhythem Blunt Cru, knockin at the door
(Nothin but the rough, rugged & hardcore)
Jack call Yopes, so I stay to bring the metal
To my job on 34th, I got some beef with these devils
Automatic weapons, ****heads asking ****heads questions
Leave them torn, as the justice cypher born then we steppin
All rise, parental discreation is advised
And be wise, cuz one who fronts is one who dies
Smoke buddah by the mic, just like a barracuda
Flush the Cru to the ground like Roto Rooter
A fight, a fight, a ****head and a white
If a ****head don't win, we all jump in
Wanna be me, but you can't see me
Cuz I don't rap like Michael Jackson those little wee-wees
Uck it, bottom line, top of the page
Loves to **** a big body ****head like Rage
Runnin thru uptown like I don't got no sense
And Frederick K. Price couldn't find no evidence
Yo I make the grade, now I'm crazy paid
****heads watch me close like M****ms in the World Trade
Center, represent the click in the city
Blowin up the spot, like silicone *******
Try to defeat beat, ****ing your dead wrong
Too head strong, and got a 38 leg long
So **** around, lay around on the wet ground
By the tray pound, and these sick mother****ers from uptown
Let me clear my throat now