臭美的小女人
歌手：G-Unit 歌曲：Beg for MercyG G G, G G G-Unit No peace talks, no white flags No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass [50 Cent] Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra You don't wanna bang wit the best I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I pull out And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar I think he's flyin Eight outta eight on movin targets You run? You still dyin Check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco [Chorus - 50 Cent/Lloyd Banks] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks [Young Buck] There once was some niggas that tried to murda me I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar Let's get it poppin' [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks These niggas tellin' out the blue So you hang em off the bridge At least they'll have to helicopter you The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown That's why them little niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues I don't even freestyle for free I gave em a break, flew over seas But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea 歌手：G-Unit 歌曲：I Smell PussySon you smell that? What's that? I smell pussy. Is that you Irv? I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you Tah? Y'all niggas is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me) Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me) You niggas get so emotional (emotional) You remind me of my bitch. It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe, But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her) My old relations just make it harder for me to except her.... as my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and) I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but see it's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mami I'm not your regular nigga I know the game (I know the game) But I don't play by the rules I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'll never lose See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head Catchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bed I'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah) I can't say I love you I dont know what that means I'ma pimp. [Chorus: (x2)] Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy [Verse 2:] When I first met her I did anything to get her (what?) Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh) Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up but couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain A pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prison Sing-sing is where he biddin' She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil Moter bike and grams of fish scale It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills Turnin' young niggas with princables to old men with debts And all the prank calls was death threats that bitch had the best sex All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control [Chorus: (x2)] Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy [Verse 3:] I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me) or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy I'm fuckin' with you I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby) Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh) I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah) I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all day Mama ain't home so the noise is okay O.D.B you know he like it the raw way Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck Now you learnin' (whoo) The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin' My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin' Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection (Yeah) So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and When niggas get out of line I check them man [Chorus: (x2)] Girl you know I like it when you climb on top Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to extasy without taking Extasy Yeah Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv Runnin' around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the family mothafucka And that bitch Charli Baltimore bitch look like she died last week pale as fuck Paint her hair red think she gone sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitch Punk ass mothafuckas All you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga Ain't no mothafuckas leave her alone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga. Fuck all of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girl Come on gimme some love girl Fuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby [laughs] You know they say I'm sexy now Hey Irv your mama got a thing for me.
鼹鼠大小姐
beg for mercyG G G, G G G-UnitNo peace talks, no white flagsNo mercy, I'm gettin yo ass[50 Cent]Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastasBlood in, blood out, la kostra nostraYou don't wanna bang wit the bestI'll have Doc removin fragments from your chestThey say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgiveThirty shells I let off don't curse my kidThey say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changedNigga you stunt, I pull outAnd you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roarI think he's flyinEight outta eight on movin targetsYou run? You still dyinCheck my resume, I am oh so locoMama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco[Chorus - 50 Cent/Lloyd Banks]Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooksSticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks[Young Buck]There once was some niggas that tried to murda meI hit em up, put em in plastic surgeryThis 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologizeThe truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of liesSome niggas catch a case and then claim they hardA couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heartI just play my part, and while you shootin up carsI'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigarLet's get it poppin'[Chorus][Lloyd Banks]I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beefWe gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teethI'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-DDark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaksThese niggas tellin' out the blueSo you hang em off the bridgeAt least they'll have to helicopter youThe Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will doI rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high schoolYou can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grownThat's why them little niggas in the projects love meYou provide the beat downs for free, I paid my duesI don't even freestyle for freeI gave em a break, flew over seasBut it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the treesSit back and try to play your role wit the copiesI put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yeai smell pussySon you smell that? What's that?I smell pussy. Is that you Irv?I smell pussy. Is that you Ja?I smell pussy. Is that you Black?I smell pussy. Is that you Tah?Y'all niggas is pussyI'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me)You niggas get so emotional (emotional)You remind me of my bitch.It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe,But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her)My old relations just make it harder for me to except her....as my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and)I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone probably out tryin' to bone anything in the streetI let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but seeit's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mamiI'm not your regular nigga I know the game (I know the game)But I don't play by the rules I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'll never loseSee I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22'sSay I confuse you play little tricks with your headCatchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bedI'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah)I can't say I love you I dont know what that meansI'ma pimp.[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking Extasy[Verse 2:]When I first met herI did anything to get her (what?)Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh)Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay upbut couldn't get off cause your baby would stay upShe even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third laneThat's when I realized this bitch was a bird brainA pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prisonSing-sing is where he biddin'She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heelsBaby wipes and cans of EnfamilMoter bike and grams of fish scaleIt's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frillsTurnin' young niggas with princables to old men with debtsAnd all the prank calls was death threats that bitch had the best sexAll across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking Extasy[Verse 3:]I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me)or do you miss the Don Perion and the CristyI'm fuckin' with youI'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyesLater on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby)Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh)I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah)I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all dayMama ain't home so the noise is okayO.D.B you know he like it the raw wayLatex safe sex no hickeys on the neckNow you learnin' (whoo)The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin'My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin'Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection (Yeah)So when niggas make mistakes I correct them andWhen niggas get out of line I check them man[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking ExtasyYeahDon't think I forgot about your fat ass though IrvRunnin' around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the family mothafuckaAnd that bitch Charli Baltimore bitch look like she died last week pale as fuckPaint her hair red think she gone sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitchPunk ass mothafuckasAll you mothafuckas get wrote on niggaAin't no mothafuckas leave her alone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga.Fuck all of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girlCome on gimme some love girlFuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby [laughs]You know they say I'm sexy nowHey Irv your mama got a thing for me.p****=pussy对吧?哈哈,偶真聪明捏!偶这两首歌的歌词都素在这里找到的
