LRC歌词
OohWee! - Ras Kass
(Ras Kass)
Everything I say don't be yae yo
Haters in batter rams, I slam
Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams
Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof
Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth
Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred Coup
Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby
Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravy
Linquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't ready
If a ni**a don't rhyme about crack, clothes, p**sy and fatty
Eat a dick, that's music to my balls,
like Gloria Estefan f**kin Hakeem Olajuwon
How this black lil ni**a get more head than a beauty salon
Guam, blowin ya sh*t out like Chaka Khan
For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy
Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks
I'm f**kin three Tony's, like Rafael Saadiq
And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese
My matrix will triculate wit melodies
Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie
I'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I'm easy
See Austin niggas is know for flossin
But I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin
(Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels)
It's so must that I smash when I mash for me
Ask Cash -N- Gash, nobody ride for free
OohWee, they say Ras you a rider?
I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"
I give it up for C. Austin
That's the city north of Long Beach, South Western Compton
They say Ras you a rider?
I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"
(Ras Kass)
Watch me catch b**ches, the llama and the patch b**ches
F**k sex whippin homey, don't even trip
I never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefits
I'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whips
Instead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana clips
I plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexics
To sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawl
See I'm the difference between booty calls and blue balls
Telethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the top
S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off
Decapitated, so where's he headed?
I decapitate niggas, damage is bodily
Put your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Enis Cosby
Ain't no problem hoe, recognize
(Chorus)
(Ras Kass)
My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shoot
Cuz no woman love me like the wimmy do
I write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sack
You 50% butt crack, I mean half assed
MC's we discover the mathematic format
Beneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come will
Like a reverse doormat, 64% Sega, 80 proof Congac,
and toll free pagers
I'm still comin out like I'm born babies wit hangers
My crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangers
The dangers of loaded language, my glock lick click
Got it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like sway
Raid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacks
See we knows the facts, how Europeans jack
I'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back
(Chorus 2X)
(Ras Kass)
Everything I say don't be yae yo
Haters in batter rams, I slam
Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams
Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof
Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth
Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred Coup
Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby
Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravy
Linquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't ready
If a ni**a don't rhyme about crack, clothes, p**sy and fatty
Eat a dick, that's music to my balls,
like Gloria Estefan f**kin Hakeem Olajuwon
How this black lil ni**a get more head than a beauty salon
Guam, blowin ya sh*t out like Chaka Khan
For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy
Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks
I'm f**kin three Tony's, like Rafael Saadiq
And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese
My matrix will triculate wit melodies
Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie
I'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I'm easy
See Austin niggas is know for flossin
But I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin
(Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels)
It's so must that I smash when I mash for me
Ask Cash -N- Gash, nobody ride for free
OohWee, they say Ras you a rider?
I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"
I give it up for C. Austin
That's the city north of Long Beach, South Western Compton
They say Ras you a rider?
I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"
(Ras Kass)
Watch me catch b**ches, the llama and the patch b**ches
F**k sex whippin homey, don't even trip
I never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefits
I'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whips
Instead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana clips
I plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexics
To sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawl
See I'm the difference between booty calls and blue balls
Telethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the top
S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off
Decapitated, so where's he headed?
I decapitate niggas, damage is bodily
Put your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Enis Cosby
Ain't no problem hoe, recognize
(Chorus)
(Ras Kass)
My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shoot
Cuz no woman love me like the wimmy do
I write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sack
You 50% butt crack, I mean half assed
MC's we discover the mathematic format
Beneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come will
Like a reverse doormat, 64% Sega, 80 proof Congac,
and toll free pagers
I'm still comin out like I'm born babies wit hangers
My crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangers
The dangers of loaded language, my glock lick click
Got it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like sway
Raid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacks
See we knows the facts, how Europeans jack
I'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back
(Chorus 2X)
文本歌词
OohWee! - Ras Kass(Ras Kass)Everything I say don't be yae yoHaters in batter rams, I slamLike syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty gramsOverdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chromeKnock off some malt liquor by the malzatofDon't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truthFlyin in boobies, silver six hundred CoupLike whoop whoop, holla at me big babySop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravyLinquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't readyIf a ni**a don't rhyme about crack, clothes, p**sy and fattyEat a dick, that's music to my balls, like Gloria Estefan f**kin Hakeem OlajuwonHow this black lil ni**a get more head than a beauty salonGuam, blowin ya sh*t out like Chaka KhanFor sheezy, my favorite women is sleazyBisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaksI'm f**kin three Tony's, like Rafael SaadiqAnd got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheeseMy matrix will triculate wit melodiesRehabilitated hood rats, shake the specieI'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I'm easySee Austin niggas is know for flossinBut I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin(Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels)It's so must that I smash when I mash for meAsk Cash -N- Gash, nobody ride for freeOohWee, they say Ras you a rider?I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"I give it up for C. AustinThat's the city north of Long Beach, South Western ComptonThey say Ras you a rider?I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"(Ras Kass)Watch me catch b**ches, the llama and the patch b**chesF**k sex whippin homey, don't even tripI never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefitsI'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whipsInstead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana clipsI plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexicsTo sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawlSee I'm the difference between booty calls and blue ballsTelethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the topS-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines offDecapitated, so where's he headed?I decapitate niggas, damage is bodilyPut your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Enis CosbyAin't no problem hoe, recognize(Chorus)(Ras Kass)My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shootCuz no woman love me like the wimmy doI write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sackYou 50% butt crack, I mean half assedMC's we discover the mathematic formatBeneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come willLike a reverse doormat, 64% Sega, 80 proof Congac,and toll free pagersI'm still comin out like I'm born babies wit hangersMy crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangersThe dangers of loaded language, my glock lick clickGot it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like swayRaid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacksSee we knows the facts, how Europeans jackI'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back(Chorus 2X)
