Hurt (feat. Alfamega & Busta Rhymes)

T.I., Alfamega, Busta Rhymes2007年6月12日

歌詞

 

Ba ba ba baa ba ba baa

You p**sy ni**a finna make me kill one of y'all

Chorus T.I.

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

Better tell them I ain't playin

Because it's all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

When I pull away hang and bang

Cause it all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

(I hope you ready)

Verse 1 T.I.

A lot of p**sy niggaz talk like broads love runnin' they mouth

That is 'til I run in they house

Put the gun in they mouth

Tell dem niggaz talk sh*t now

Next thing you know the gun go BLATT

I ain't scared of the law, naw

I'm 'bout to go to war

What it is ni**a win, lose, or draw

I never get caught murkin ya'll

Cause it ain't whatcha do (whatcha do?)

The question is who saw (saw)

An I'm way to raw (raw)

Catch me any day you want

You can think I'm a player if you want

But the facts that remain

If I got an AK and you don't (you don't)

Well then playa you gone (bye)

Don't get me wrong

P**sy ni**a wanna kill me too (but where they at?)

But they jus' ain't 'bout sh*t

Cause its very well known where I'm at

They can catch me in the booth right now

If it really like that

Naw, ni**a let they hoe get 'em in the whole sh*t

The fo fo's spit they holla "Oh sh*t"

Protectin her and you both hit

You betta check ya gun cause you be so sick

If the chopper leave you with no dick

Or A plastic bag holdin' yo' sh*t

Leave 6 in you, couple more in the b**ch

And I don't miss cause I'm focused

Ni**a!

Chorus

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

Better tell them I ain't playin

Because it's all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

When I pull away hang and bang

Cause it all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

Verse 2 Alfa Mega

F**k niggas might talk loud, act real

But they don't really want this here

P**sy niggas better act right, lay low

We know where yo' family live

Trust me you don't want me up in yo' crib

Wit' a ski mask on duct taping your kids

You can pray all you want

But I don't forgive

You shouldnt have been doin nuthin

But ya did what ya did

I ain't gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is

I'll rest ya case to ya real

Man you know what it is

Plus I got a hundred goons wit' me

Dressed in black

Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back

Half got 'Ks, half got macs

Bring 'em out, bring 'em out

Show me where they at

We can do 'em right here

We can catch 'em in a trap

Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat

Put his brains on the dash and his thoughts in his lap

And dump fifty more in him and tell him to hold that

Lights out, no hasta manana, hasta la vista, sara nara, y tu

No tomorrow, no remorse, and no sorrow

And the next one of y'all niggas try me like that

I swear to god, man

I'm really gonna snap

Chrous

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

Better tell them I ain't playin

Because its all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

When I pull away hang and bang

Cause it all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

Verse 3 Busta Rhymes

Right now I'mma give ya somethin' and make a ni**a beg please

When a bullet whiz by

Probably feel a little breeze

Drop to yo knees

I can see the big barrel of the chrome flip

Double grip handle for the squeeze

I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk sh*t

When I go to Jacob and I cop that brain

If he tried to see me

I'mma cop that thang

And I'mma pop that thang

And the shots gonna sting really?

The ni**a 'bout to set the trunk wit meand?

For the most part the ni**a stuck with me

I'd tell you something if you really was smart

And you knew better

People probably tell ya

Don't f**k with me

Front if you want mutha f**ka

You can catch it

Smile on my face

Even if I got the rachet

Aah Pop off police pull me over

Believe I got a compartment

And I gotta stash it

Must I just remind ya niggas

When I come through

Know that I am a find ya'll niggas

Take two, break through

Bust so many shots

Gun powder probably blind ya'll niggas now

Ok, lets go see you don't really want to feel a mossberg blow (nah)

Clap up a ni**a then I cap up a ni**a

When I finish this sh*t'll turn it into an absurd show

Look, Listen, and you better observe yo,

The sizzle from the bullet that the glock burst slow (sss)

Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little

And had your body leanin, lookin' like a quarter past four

Stay down better, (lay down) checkin for a ni**a who can put yo body in the dirt (ooo)

I don't play b**ch

You really need to go the other way

You know I got it under my shirt.

Chorus

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

Better tell them I ain't playin

Because its all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

Ain't a damn thang change

I still keep that thang

Right up under my shirt

When I pull away hang and bang

Cause it all fun and games

Until somebody get hurt

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt

Boy you betta catch me first

 

***歌詞來自第三方***