Analyze This - Beenie Man

Analyze This - Beenie Man

Год
1999
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
237800

以下は曲の歌詞です Analyze This 、アーティスト - Beenie Man 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Analyze This "

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Analyze This

Beenie Man

Yea, I need you, I need you to hate

So I can use it for your energy

You know, its very sh_t, feel this!

America’s got a thing for this gangsta’s shit, they love me

Black Chuckies, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle

I take spit over raymo sh_t, I’ma fan

Got through the silver duck tape on my trait old handle

The women on my life bring confusion sh_t

SO like Nino when we new jack, I’ll have to cancel that b_tch

Look at me, this is the life I chose

Niggas around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up

Yo the empire on the low the narc’s don’t know I’m the weatherman

I take that coke leaf and make that snow

Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door

O after O, you know, homey I’m just triple beam, dreamin'

Niggas be schemin', I’m fiend to live a good life

The fiends just fiendin'

Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can’t see

The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

I want the finer things that’s in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Nigga you get in my way when while I’m tryin to get mine

And I’ll buck you (buck you)

I don’t care who you run with, or where you from

Nigga fuck you (fuck you)

I want the finer things that’s in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Yea, I don’t know sh_t about gymnastics I somersault bricks

Black thoughts start flyin, when a nigga flip

I cook crack in the microwave, niggas can’t f_ck with me

Man my cold days, they called me chef boyarfitty

Check my logic, smokers don’t like seeds in their weed sh_t

Send me two seeds hot grown with they need

Them ain’t cheap pet plants in the crib that’s chronic

And I’m sellin' them 500 a pop god damn it

I sold everythin' I’ma hustler, I know how to grind

Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine

If you analyze me, what you’ll find is the DNA of a crook and

What goes in my mind, its contagious

Hypnotic, it sounds melodic

If the rap was the block or spider, I’ll be potent product

Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key

And you can locate me where ever that dope be, be gettin' money man

Its a hustler’s ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision

Mossberg pumpin', shotgun dumpin' and drama means nothin'

It’s part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin' lanes

In the jewels with your chains

I upgrade from 30 B’s to clean V’s

Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot

I got the energy to win, I’m full of adrenaline

Played it perf' and get nauseous, watchin' the spinner spin

I’ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state

Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate

Them holi tip bent me up, but I’m back in shape

Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake

I’m like the East coast number one playboy B

Hugh Hefner’ll tell you he don’t got sh_t on me

The feds watch me, icy they can’t stop me

Racist, pointin' at me look at the niggaracci

Hello!

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