收聽Jay-Z的Face Off歌詞歌曲

Face Off

Jay-Z, Sauce Money1997年1月1日

Face Off 歌詞

 

Face Off (開始比賽) - Jay-Z/Sauce Money

This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me

(if ya feel me) f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes

(this goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me)

If ya feel me (f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes)

Yeah (if ya want some put ya guns up it's on)

Ladies know that when the sun's up i'm gone

(f**k them b**ches though digits though)

F**k now if i bring it niggas know whaat

(all black gat with the mack out)

I take shorty to the rest blow her back out

Sun dress undress throw her back out (biotch)

(in & out like a crack house) keep it moving

(face off with the 38 scraped off)

Keep shorty maced can't throw a 4-4 eight ball

 

Know your place (so it starts when ya least expect)

(the yeast infect) you don't imitate b**ches

(piece protected) so i hear you hate b**ches

(love the dough ya flow irritate niggas)

F**k them though it's all out and

Have a fall out i f**ked ya girl

(on top now we call out f**k the world)

(face off )

(this goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me)

If ya feel me (f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes)

This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me

(if ya feel me) f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes

(i apologize ladies i'm lovin' ya right)

You must be used to me trickin' but we f**kin' tonight

(no wine no dine) no wheelin' the whip

All night long just feelin' the dick be-i-itch

(sauce mothaf**kin' slayin' i'm sayin' with no delayin')

(can you beat that i eat that) you just playin'

Ni**a you neva know what a chick could do

(pull the trigga too) check the sh*t jigga do

(my crew) mackin' the same b**ch (i do)

(back man stack grands) daddy like i you

(love them hoes jigga ) ha how that sound

Women start to fall we all bat around

Let my whole team hit it (scatter 'round)

You never seen wit it (pat 'em down)

Check for cream in it (these riches)

Got nu'hin to do wit these b**ches

(nothin' y'all can do to stop these digits)

(face off )

This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me

(if ya feel me) f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes

(this goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me)

If ya feel me (f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes)

(can i touch that ) what's that leave it for dead

Keep ya arm over ya face my ni**a (keep ya head)

(keep a mind to survive if ya sleep ya dead)

Stay fly 'til ya die ni**a deep with prayer

(with each word ya say i guess the beef is dead)

Ladies & gentlemen (like impeach the prez)

(val kilmer style ni**a draw heat with feds)

(broad day like de niro shoot all day)

I'm the man f**kin' the tracks and you just foreplay

Get a hit i i come through blow up you spit out

What keep it cocked faithfully like salop

With one in the drop don't get hit up

(i be the 4-5th flamer hoes b**ch shamer)

(clap cats a snitch she'll give ya whole click name up)

Look i done came up (and) thought a whole game up

Meet me in the square with one in the chamber

(the face off ni**a)

This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me

(if ya feel me) f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes

(this goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya guns up in the air if ya feel

Me)

 

If ya feel me (f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these

Hoes)

This goes out to my brooklyn crew put ya gun up (in the air) if ya feel

Me

F**k 'em all day (f**k 'em all night) we don't love these hoes

 

(this goes out put ya guns up in the air) if ya feel me if ya feel

(f**k 'em all day f**k 'em all night we don't love these hoes) yeah

 

 

This goes out (to my brooklyn crew)