[00:00.000] 作词 : Anthony Criss/Kier Gist/VINCENT BROWN
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Anthony Criss/Kier Gist/VINCENT BROWN
[00:23]Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff
[00:25]But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch
[00:28]The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy
[00:31]That's Happi to be Nappi
[00:33]Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks
[00:35]And groups and troops with timbo boots and jail suits
[00:38]That's how I'm rollin' my hair-do don't
[00:39]Win I will I got wantin' competition ain't shit
[00:42]Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya
[00:45]Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later
[00:47]You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip
[00:49]And all that other ringling brothers mother****erin
[00:52]Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I
[00:54]****ing slam the flim flim and then jam
[00:56]You can run but you can't hide, you can't go far
[00:59]No matter where you go, there you are
[01:00]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[01:03]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[01:05]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[01:07]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[01:09]Here we go yo
[01:10]Hit a nigga, kill a nigga will come back
[01:12]See a sucker, stretch a sucker guard your naps
[01:15]Cussin wasn't nothin' til a black man rapped
[01:17]See a forty suck a forty, guess who's back
[01:19]You're chillin' with a Teddy fillin' villian
[01:21]Steppin' to the puny puddy punks catchin' fillings
[01:23]I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter
[01:26]Punk mother****er I'll cut up, workin' from the gut up
[01:29]Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy
[01:31]Ready for the piddy peddy, I'm Friddie Freddie
[01:33]Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat
[01:36]What you see is what you get
[01:38]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[01:40]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[01:42]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[01:45]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[01:47]Comin' round your corner with my uptown bunch
[01:49]I bet your bottom dollar that you're bottom buck chumps
[01:51]Give it up, it's a juice thing, I'm steppin' for the rep and
[01:54]Wreckin' all the rest and, weapon testin' on who's steppin'
[01:57]Ain't no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff
[01:59]Nigga if you're tough knuckle up
[02:01]I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash
[02:04]After I laugh then I'll dash
[02:06]You can't handle the scandal of an uptown vandal
[02:08]Shootin' up your toes makin' sandals
[02:10]Somebody told me that you owe me, but can't nobody hold me
[02:13]I do my dirt all by my lonely
[02:15]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[02:17]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[02:19]We gonna break, we gonna bash
[02:22]We gonna roll, we gonna smash
[02:24]We gonna
[02:29]We gonna
[02:33]We gonna
[02:37]We gonna
[02:44]We gonna
[02:45]We gonna
[02:46]We gonna
[02:47]We gonna
[02:49]We gonna
[02:50]We gonna
[02:51]We gonna

作词 : Anthony Criss/Kier Gist/VINCENT BROWN
作曲 : Anthony Criss/Kier Gist/VINCENT BROWN
Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff
But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch
The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy
That's Happi to be Nappi
Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks
And groups and troops with timbo boots and jail suits
That's how I'm rollin' my hair-do don't
Win I will I got wantin' competition ain't shit
Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya
Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later
You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi half with a dip
And all that other ringling brothers mother****erin
Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I
****ing slam the flim flim and then jam
You can run but you can't hide, you can't go far
No matter where you go, there you are
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
Here we go yo
Hit a nigga, kill a nigga will come back
See a sucker, stretch a sucker guard your naps
Cussin wasn't nothin' til a black man rapped
See a forty suck a forty, guess who's back
You're chillin' with a Teddy fillin' villian
Steppin' to the puny puddy punks catchin' fillings
I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter
Punk mother****er I'll cut up, workin' from the gut up
Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy
Ready for the piddy peddy, I'm Friddie Freddie
Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat
What you see is what you get
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
Comin' round your corner with my uptown bunch
I bet your bottom dollar that you're bottom buck chumps
Give it up, it's a juice thing, I'm steppin' for the rep and
Wreckin' all the rest and, weapon testin' on who's steppin'
Ain't no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff
Nigga if you're tough knuckle up
I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash
After I laugh then I'll dash
You can't handle the scandal of an uptown vandal
Shootin' up your toes makin' sandals
Somebody told me that you owe me, but can't nobody hold me
I do my dirt all by my lonely
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna