Trina Moe歌词
歌手：DMX 专辑：The Great Depression
作词 : Blackman, Simmons
作曲 : Damon Blackman & Earl Simmons
What!
Uhh!
What!
Cmon!
Ayo!
Bounce to that trina moe
******s about to blow
Bouncin straight out the door
Here we go, here we go
Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight
Only dogs eatin is us we snatch all plates
Err, err! err! get him boy
Click, click, pop the leash, hit him boy
******s brag about waggin, we stop the tails
X drop an album, ******s droppin sales
******s cant ****** with the dog, forget about it
Money went up against the dog, read about it
Man listen, you cats better walk easy
Im on some positive ************t but I still walk greasy
Aint nothin changed, still aint sweet
Stand on one block, but I own the whole street
And on the whole street is dirty ******s wit funny moves
Leavin your house with bloody boots, we cruddy dudes
Rest of them ass kissers, is sensitive ass ******s
Fourth album, and I still get in that ass ******
Its dark and hell is hot, flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
And then there was x
Got ******s like whats next and then
Hit em again, you cats aint never gon win
I was here before most of yall careers were born
Ill be here when yall careers are gone, still strong
Difference between right and wrong is me
******s talk ************t, but you cant mc
We already know how much your watch is worth
Talk about, helpin the hurt, savin the church
Wont you brag about helpin out where you come from
And give brothers a job that really want one
Gotta think about that ************t you said, you dont mean it
I done listened to that ************t you said, but I done seen it
Most of you cats is type funny
But when it comes time to feed the hungry, gon get type ugly
Man Im already knowin, like yall ******s is knowin
You cant ****** with dog, bust a cap, scrap or flowin, what!
Seein is believin and well, lets just see
I aint even gon speak, one million the first week
Aight, lets ask the streets, how many sold?
What? three ******s, three months to go gold?
Cmon esse, keep it real holmes
You ****** with the dog, you already know
This aint nothin new, ****** is you mad at
15 million, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Rest assured, Im best abroad
You can test billboard, cuz the, rest are frauds
I got 18 years under my belt, rappin
Let me see, you was three, I was, makin it happen
Next time we bump heads dont be hard headed
Show some mother****** respect ************, or youll all get it
作曲 : Damon Blackman & Earl Simmons
What!
Uhh!
What!
Cmon!
Ayo!
Bounce to that trina moe
******s about to blow
Bouncin straight out the door
Here we go, here we go
Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight
Only dogs eatin is us we snatch all plates
Err, err! err! get him boy
Click, click, pop the leash, hit him boy
******s brag about waggin, we stop the tails
X drop an album, ******s droppin sales
******s cant ****** with the dog, forget about it
Money went up against the dog, read about it
Man listen, you cats better walk easy
Im on some positive ************t but I still walk greasy
Aint nothin changed, still aint sweet
Stand on one block, but I own the whole street
And on the whole street is dirty ******s wit funny moves
Leavin your house with bloody boots, we cruddy dudes
Rest of them ass kissers, is sensitive ass ******s
Fourth album, and I still get in that ass ******
Its dark and hell is hot, flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
And then there was x
Got ******s like whats next and then
Hit em again, you cats aint never gon win
I was here before most of yall careers were born
Ill be here when yall careers are gone, still strong
Difference between right and wrong is me
******s talk ************t, but you cant mc
We already know how much your watch is worth
Talk about, helpin the hurt, savin the church
Wont you brag about helpin out where you come from
And give brothers a job that really want one
Gotta think about that ************t you said, you dont mean it
I done listened to that ************t you said, but I done seen it
Most of you cats is type funny
But when it comes time to feed the hungry, gon get type ugly
Man Im already knowin, like yall ******s is knowin
You cant ****** with dog, bust a cap, scrap or flowin, what!
Seein is believin and well, lets just see
I aint even gon speak, one million the first week
Aight, lets ask the streets, how many sold?
What? three ******s, three months to go gold?
Cmon esse, keep it real holmes
You ****** with the dog, you already know
This aint nothin new, ****** is you mad at
15 million, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Rest assured, Im best abroad
You can test billboard, cuz the, rest are frauds
I got 18 years under my belt, rappin
Let me see, you was three, I was, makin it happen
Next time we bump heads dont be hard headed
Show some mother****** respect ************, or youll all get it
