Running Your Mouth歌词
作词 : S. Combs/John Jackson/Billy Preston/George Johnson/Trevor Smith/Calvin Broadus/Steven Jordan/C. Wallace/Nathaniel Hale/Ethram Lopez/Jean Louhsdon
作曲 : S. Combs/John Jackson/Billy Preston/George Johnson/Trevor Smith/Calvin Broadus/Steven Jordan/C. Wallace/Nathaniel Hale/Ethram Lopez/Jean Louhsdon
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
1, 2, 3, and
Now they say you ain't
Never suppose to envy no man
Can't tell that to a dingy old man
Who see a young ***** getting plently dough man
Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Why would you try with that guy
Scene told u he keep it G
We can bang like the two chains on my neck
The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
12" up, new cane in the deck *****
Right now with a squeezer and a coozie
And Im goin out like Keyshia with the uzzi
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
**** around and feel the fury of a high *****
When I get busy throw your hands in the sky *****
I got the illest of the ill mentality,
****** be grabbing me
Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
All up in my back trying to take my track
When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
A ***** front, throw the gat to the fool
Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
As I release masterpieces like adhesive
Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
MC's have a hard time believing
I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
When Jake come I'm leaving,
The black man's motto
You got a better chance playing lotto
What you want *****?
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
Ah, Yo
Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive
All over the beat
Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di
All over the street
The general consensus is you'll
Be the dominating fleet
***** raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
You know who been the kings of the block,
The kings of the drops
The kings of the crap music
And the kings of the cross
****** fire then drop ****
Like the purest of powder
That's why most of these ******
Little song be sounding like ours
Couple years ago, ****** probably
Thought I was dieing
Now same ****** are idolizing
Put our face in the shrine
Yeah I took a little time to cook
And show you what's really hot
How the **** any of you ****** think
You feeling my spot
Why you ****** getting mad at us,
We **** on your floors
All in your house *****,
Our strategies is different from yours
Listen, you come you can do it
While I continue to preach
Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand
If you can't reach
Run for your gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them ************s
Don't you worry about a thing,
Bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens
That's gon' work that noggie
In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
What it do nephew Where Brooklyn at?
Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Gun in your mouth, ************
Quit running your mouth
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
作曲 : S. Combs/John Jackson/Billy Preston/George Johnson/Trevor Smith/Calvin Broadus/Steven Jordan/C. Wallace/Nathaniel Hale/Ethram Lopez/Jean Louhsdon
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
1, 2, 3, and
Now they say you ain't
Never suppose to envy no man
Can't tell that to a dingy old man
Who see a young ***** getting plently dough man
Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Why would you try with that guy
Scene told u he keep it G
We can bang like the two chains on my neck
The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
12" up, new cane in the deck *****
Right now with a squeezer and a coozie
And Im goin out like Keyshia with the uzzi
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
**** around and feel the fury of a high *****
When I get busy throw your hands in the sky *****
I got the illest of the ill mentality,
****** be grabbing me
Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
All up in my back trying to take my track
When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
A ***** front, throw the gat to the fool
Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
As I release masterpieces like adhesive
Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
MC's have a hard time believing
I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
When Jake come I'm leaving,
The black man's motto
You got a better chance playing lotto
What you want *****?
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
Ah, Yo
Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive
All over the beat
Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di
All over the street
The general consensus is you'll
Be the dominating fleet
***** raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
You know who been the kings of the block,
The kings of the drops
The kings of the crap music
And the kings of the cross
****** fire then drop ****
Like the purest of powder
That's why most of these ******
Little song be sounding like ours
Couple years ago, ****** probably
Thought I was dieing
Now same ****** are idolizing
Put our face in the shrine
Yeah I took a little time to cook
And show you what's really hot
How the **** any of you ****** think
You feeling my spot
Why you ****** getting mad at us,
We **** on your floors
All in your house *****,
Our strategies is different from yours
Listen, you come you can do it
While I continue to preach
Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand
If you can't reach
Run for your gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them ************s
Don't you worry about a thing,
Bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens
That's gon' work that noggie
In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
What it do nephew Where Brooklyn at?
Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Gun in your mouth, ************
Quit running your mouth
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth
She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
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