Threat歌词
歌手：Jay-Z 专辑：The Black Album
作词 : Carter, Shawn C.
作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the - the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr
And I, ************* I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money *************
Yeah, I done told you *************z
9 or 10 times stop ****** with me
I done told you *************z
9 albums, stop ****** with me
I done told you *************z
The 9 on me, stop ****** with me
You *************z must got 9 lives
9th wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
the technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb *************t
This is a un-usual musical I conductin
You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rylin me up
For three years, they had me peein out of a cup
Now they bout to free me up, whatchu think I'm gon' be, what?
Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but
You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, drivin like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
The whole hood'll want ya, you startin to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin bout Feds
************* them body-snatchers, ************* you heard what I said
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
That's right there *************, ************* I'm wild
************* I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a ************* out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr *************T right hurr!
Grown man I put hands on you
I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack *************z, let Sam tap dance on you
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang
Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood ************* run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it
Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
y'all *************z is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays
from the 38 special, *************, God bless you
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Who you thank you dealin with?
They call me Chris, ************* I been makin threats
since I been in kindergarten *************!
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, ************* you dies
like numchuks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
It's a match made in heaven when I *blaow* 'splay the 7
Put you on the ************* news, UPN at 11
Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
*blaow blaow* that I'm so sin-surr?
I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin
I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
That's right
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
Whattup? Mother****** I keep three mother******s what?
************* I'll throw a Molotov ******tail through your momma's momma's house
************* what the - where everybody live!
Undercover ************* take your teeth out your mouth *************
Chew your food up and put the *************t back in your mouth *************
and help you swallow
************* I take a mop handle off *************
And sweep ************* - hold on, I'll be - ************* what?
作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the - the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr
And I, ************* I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money *************
Yeah, I done told you *************z
9 or 10 times stop ****** with me
I done told you *************z
9 albums, stop ****** with me
I done told you *************z
The 9 on me, stop ****** with me
You *************z must got 9 lives
9th wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along
Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out
the technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb *************t
This is a un-usual musical I conductin
You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rylin me up
For three years, they had me peein out of a cup
Now they bout to free me up, whatchu think I'm gon' be, what?
Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred
I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but
You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y
But catch me down the Westside, drivin like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars
I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head
The whole hood'll want ya, you startin to look like bread
I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin bout Feds
************* them body-snatchers, ************* you heard what I said
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
That's right there *************, ************* I'm wild
************* I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a ************* out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr *************T right hurr!
Grown man I put hands on you
I dig a hole in the desert, they build The Sands on you
Lay out blueprint plans on you
We Rat Pack *************z, let Sam tap dance on you
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang
Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood ************* run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it
Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
y'all *************z is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
in your upper level, valet a couple strays
from the 38 special, *************, God bless you
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
Yeah I'm threatening ya, YEAH I'm threatening ya!
Who you thank you dealin with?
They call me Chris, ************* I been makin threats
since I been in kindergarten *************!
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, ************* you dies
like numchuks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God
It's a match made in heaven when I *blaow* 'splay the 7
Put you on the ************* news, UPN at 11
Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm
*blaow blaow* that I'm so sin-surr?
I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin
I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again
That's right
I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
************* stop ****** with me
R. -- I. -- P.
Whattup? Mother****** I keep three mother******s what?
************* I'll throw a Molotov ******tail through your momma's momma's house
************* what the - where everybody live!
Undercover ************* take your teeth out your mouth *************
Chew your food up and put the *************t back in your mouth *************
and help you swallow
************* I take a mop handle off *************
And sweep ************* - hold on, I'll be - ************* what?
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