[00:00.00] 作词 : Scott Storch/Chris Carmouche/Antwan Patton/Ricardo Lewis/Nellee Hooper/Beresford Romeo/Caron Wheeler/Victor Yturbe "El Piruli"/David Frank/Michael Murphy
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Scott Storch/Chris Carmouche/Antwan Patton/Ricardo Lewis/Nellee Hooper/Beresford Romeo/Caron Wheeler/Victor Yturbe "El Piruli"/David Frank/Michael Murphy
[00:19.89]Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe
[00:22.38]Boy check the resume, it’s risky business in the A
[00:25.29]And I’ve been a witness to this history
[00:26.97]Ever since the the 10th grade
[00:28.20]We went from rockin brades to temp fades
[00:30.09]I twist my A hat to the side just for style
[00:32.10]or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly
[00:34.68]Wow, the southern pride been known to shut it down
[00:36.81]But it ain’t so country my ***** this ain’t no Gomer Pile
[00:39.27]I’m sergeant slaughter
[00:40.26]I keep my **** cooked to order in order
[00:42.06]To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water
[00:44.52]And across the boarder the ese's are getting smarter
[00:46.80]They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas
[00:49.23]If you follow wink wink, no doubt we don't speak
[00:51.66]In a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink
[00:54.54]I'm shittin' on ****** and peeing on the seat
[00:56.85]It's the ***** the BIG BOI OUT
[00:57.51][Hook]
[00:59.34]Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
[01:01.86]And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutterbugg
[01:04.23]I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup
[01:06.87]Boy stop, I'm just playing, let me dap you up
[01:08.85]Baby, baby
[01:10.89]You're in my system
[01:14.94]Baby, baby, tell me your listening.
[01:17.13]Verse 2:
[01:18.69]Boy, it's after 12, club's like A Hive Bee
[01:21.09]A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin' around me
[01:23.70]Could it be the way the verse is sounding
[01:25.77]Came up on the Geto Boys and the Underground Kingz
[01:28.50]Toys, I had a brougham, called it pretty brown thing
[01:30.75]Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining
[01:33.06]Known to keep a bad *****, no ****** beside me
[01:35.55]Index finger on the trigger in case ****** is clowning
[01:38.01]Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu-Tang
[01:40.74]Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim
[01:43.35]Or get in something more sinister you gotta be the finisher
[01:46.02]To make it sure the doctors, they can't replenish him.
[01:48.18]Or bring him back to life
[01:50.46]Back to reality
[01:53.13]Gone get on some hoes leave it alone
[01:55.08]Triple OG status A town's very own
[01:57.63][Hook]
[02:17.22]Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack
[02:20.25]Bendin' 'round corners in the 'lac
[02:21.93]Cut a rug, playa, now cut a rug
[02:23.88]And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg
[02:26.88]And this goes out to all my ladies in the front
[02:29.22]What you want? You make me wanna breed
[02:31.08]Girl freeze. Cut a rug, lady, now cut a rug
[02:39.51]And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg
[02:41.82][Hook]

作词 : Scott Storch/Chris Carmouche/Antwan Patton/Ricardo Lewis/Nellee Hooper/Beresford Romeo/Caron Wheeler/Victor Yturbe "El Piruli"/David Frank/Michael Murphy
作曲 : Scott Storch/Chris Carmouche/Antwan Patton/Ricardo Lewis/Nellee Hooper/Beresford Romeo/Caron Wheeler/Victor Yturbe "El Piruli"/David Frank/Michael Murphy
Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe
Boy check the resume, it’s risky business in the A
And I’ve been a witness to this history
Ever since the the 10th grade
We went from rockin brades to temp fades
I twist my A hat to the side just for style
or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly
Wow, the southern pride been known to shut it down
But it ain’t so country my ***** this ain’t no Gomer Pile
I’m sergeant slaughter
I keep my **** cooked to order in order
To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water
And across the boarder the ese's are getting smarter
They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas
If you follow wink wink, no doubt we don't speak
In a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink
I'm shittin' on ****** and peeing on the seat
It's the ***** the BIG BOI OUT
Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
And throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutterbugg
I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup
Boy stop, I'm just playing, let me dap you up
Baby, baby
You're in my system
Baby, baby, tell me your listening.
Verse 2:
Boy, it's after 12, club's like A Hive Bee
A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin' around me
Could it be the way the verse is sounding
Came up on the Geto Boys and the Underground Kingz
Toys, I had a brougham, called it pretty brown thing
Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining
Known to keep a bad *****, no ****** beside me
Index finger on the trigger in case ****** is clowning
Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu-Tang
Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim
Or get in something more sinister you gotta be the finisher
To make it sure the doctors, they can't replenish him.
Or bring him back to life
Back to reality
Gone get on some hoes leave it alone
Triple OG status A town's very own
Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack
Bendin' 'round corners in the 'lac
Cut a rug, playa, now cut a rug
And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg
And this goes out to all my ladies in the front
What you want? You make me wanna breed
Girl freeze. Cut a rug, lady, now cut a rug
And throw yo' deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg