[00:00.00] 作词 : IVEY, FREDRICK G / LEWIS, KENNETH R[00:01.00] 作曲 : IVEY, FREDRICK G / LEWIS, KENNETH R[00:14.07]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo[00:15.75]Just got off the jack with my son thats up north[00:18.33]Tellin me he's comin home, and how he's gettin off[00:20.64]'cuz his game was weak, killed two months, he's back in the streets[00:23.70]With new plans, to expand, to jerk his mans man[00:26.37]We had the ultimate stick up, drop, on the brick pick up[00:29.31]But yo he can't, 'cuz he's still locked up[00:31.35]Jump back on the horn 'cuz his vibe was strong[00:33.63]Contacted the kid and told him lets be gone[00:36.27]I talked to poet first, yo son, i got a mish-shon[00:38.91]Grab the ammunnish-shon, pump up your pythons[00:41.49]I know a spot where *****s gettin it, and we can flip on[00:44.07]Son they frustrate me, 'cuz these *****s pump with no heat[00:46.56]They play the night time sweet, like they can't get beat[00:49.26]I got their address, to where they rest and stash their *****t[00:51.69]Yo, i peeped it out how we can creep, yo yo yo[00:53.76]These *****s stay sleep[00:54.66]Makin sales, smokin out, and they all get ?geeked?[00:56.97]Lets catch 'em zoning, brain under, high and headed home and[00:59.79]When they least expect it, lets put the gat to his dome[01:02.28]He stuck the key in the door, we ??? four four[01:04.95]We pushed our way in, we wasnt playin[01:06.72]Ready to spray 'em, tied him down to the a.m.[01:09.21]Now we layin, for a beamer, and some ***** named fatima[01:12.33]Chorus: prince ad[01:12.75]Communicate for the cake, polly for weight outta state[01:15.36]Down on digits on the isle with son we can't be late[01:17.88]We got moves to make, flood the whole new york state[01:20.61]Time to skate to other lands to put food on our plate[01:23.07]Communicate for the cake, polly for weight outta state[01:25.80]Down on digits on the isle with son we can't be late[01:28.83]We got moves to make, flood the whole new york state[01:31.02]Time to skate to other lands to put food on our plate[01:33.63]Now we travel with the ?crills rock?[01:35.37]P, noyd, onslaught on the hottest road with a car load'a *****t[01:38.91]Isolated on ya whip, on the south i-95, lightin off and more drive[01:43.11]?diggy with the seats sung?[01:44.31]Half a pie in the trunk with the music blastin[01:46.98]Clouds of smoke, yo this lifes no joke[01:49.32]We from qb son, we ain't tryin to be broke[01:51.78]We makin moves to where the money's at, get it up and bring it back[01:54.84]New cats the boogie ot knew how to work it[01:57.51]Get the money, couldn't keep it 'cuz they jerked it[01:59.97]Bad habits, livin lavish, rockin front and cabbage[02:02.28]Tyrin to follow the leader, but paul paid for peter[02:04.92]The dirty south ain't the place to sign, son keep ya heat up[02:07.65]I'm from ny, city slicker, beat'choo with the g quicker[02:10.56]Business so well i'll have your towns clientelle[02:12.84]Kyron but me on through the cell, my ot[02:15.36]Get that brick money son, i'll meet you back in qb[02:17.85]See we flee off, know how to gee off, know how to eat off[02:20.70]Know how to make moves so we can keep the heat off[02:23.10]See we prefer to skate, to get this food on our plate[02:25.71]And keep our name low key on this new york state[02:28.29]You know how ?rule? quiet is kept, lets get this money fool[02:49.20]Chorus