We Came 2 Play
(专辑: Balance & Options - 2000)
(Uhh uhh) [DJ Quik] Aiy, can you say gangsta shit? (Gangsta shit) Say gangsta shit (Gangsta shit) Can you say gangsta shit? (Gangsta shit) Say gangsta shit (I ain't sayin no mo') We bout to step up and move on, y'know We bout to step up and move on, ha hah! We bout to step up and move on, y'know We bout to step up, hmm.. Now I
still be knockin bitches like it ain't shit (it ain't shit) Because I'm dynamic, I
program it, and make a
hit Whether I'm in Dada jeans or crape silk slacks Flyness be the
reason that my shit cracks, cause when I'm on the
beats I'm fuckin all y'all up (all y'all up) Then I
get up on the
mic and scoop up all your mutts (all your mutts) I
make you so saditty bitches wanna shake y'all butts (shake y'all butts) And you make you ballin niggaz wanna grab your lux Hangin with bangin niggaz that bring the
heat for real And if you ain't gotta make a
chip on my beats no deal Cus I
negotiate everything with no fuss (fuss!) Spend 20 G's on my record, it's gold plus (plus!) Fuckin every competitor on the
stage up (up!) Then I
come to your city and get laid up (up!) Give it everything I
got to stay paid up (up!) And if you feelin a
nigga then say whaaat? (What!) [Hook: James Debarge] As we mooove toward the
light With broads on our right (broads on our right) And haters to the
left we part the
way (we part the
way) Put aside our prestige (prestige) We're really M-A-D (lit up) From the
cage to the
stage we come to play [DJ Quik] AMG let 'em know [AMG] Wit more bounce than a
b-ball, me and Q
see-saw Thick or slim, I
clown hoes wit a
hee-haw Relax, the
Roley's real Cartier tank, platinum and steel I'll buzz up in the
club, now I'm up in the
hill Headquarters, look at how we footin the
bill Crem de la crem, who you with? Baby girl him?! Hop yo' ass in the
rag Jag, come to the
gym I
ain't wit you fo' love, uh uh Cause if I
wasn't me, you'd probably be callin me a
scrub But you love the
marble tubs, and the
marble flo's You'se a
copper bitch, tryin to be a
platnum hoe Head to toes, and dont nobody wear no Girbauds no mo' Take that shit back; baby have a
six pack I
cant even say no more, where my dick at? [Hook: James Debarge] As we mooove toward the
light With broads on our right (broads on our right) And haters to the
left we part the
way (we part the
way) Put aside our prestige (prestige) We're really M-A-D (we lit up!) From the
cage to the
stage we come to play (we come to play) [DJ Quik] Ay.. we been doin this shit since we was little boys So don't even trip us nigga, do your own shit Gettin down for the
crown ain't a
puzzle for me And you bitch niggaz can't put a
muzzle on me Cus when I'm gone on the
vodka and the
grape juice I
make the
world rock when I
let a
tape loose They say ghetto niggaz is desperate and we shiesty But I
turn down every celebrity bitch I
see Choppin game with my nigga Mr. AMG And poppin dames in the
coochie if it's F-A-T, fo' sho' [AMG] Tres-zero-cuatro, I
got cho' lady friends with new Mercedes mint (What?) All five-double-oh's, watch these pretty toes Hoes getint liquified (nut up) mystified (shut up) Stick and slide, if I
mince my ride (hey) I'ma play you forever, wood and the
leather Me and DJ Q, and the
rest of the
crew (Quik and AMG, yeah it's plain to see) We make G's like Donald T, bitch! (We make G's like Donald T, bitch!) [Hook: James Debarge] As we mooove toward the
light (Oww!) With broads on our right (with broads on our right) And haters to the
left we part the
way (we part the
way) Put aside our prestige (oh yeah) We're really M-A-D (we lit up) From the
cage to the
stage (Quik and AMG) we come to play (we come to play) [DJ Quik] And play well [AMG] We come to play How you gon' play without us baby? We do our thing 10 years in the
game And ain't nuttin changed Q, tell them how we feel, nigga