Gospel歌詞

[00:00.000] 作詞 : A. Young/T. McCray/M. Mathers/F. Nassar/A. Joiner/V. Smith
[00:01.000] 作曲 : A. Young/T. McCray/M. Mathers/F. Nassar/A. Joiner/V. Smith
[00:02.538] Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:06.617] What? (Uh) What? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:10.675] Dre, you ready? (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
[00:14.207] C'mon (Yo, we gotta do whatever)
[00:15.648] Alright (Check, check, check, check, check)
[00:17.710] Get 'em!
[00:18.009]
[00:18.386] Cut 'em undercover, timeless
[00:20.813] Ready for 'em, progress
[00:22.886] Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started
[00:24.563] Two shots back for my dearly departed
[00:26.544] Uh, you are now dеalin' with a monster
[00:29.234] Boss shit, profits
[00:31.148] Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet
[00:32.788] Black Wall Street, niggas know whеre the stock is
[00:35.229] Heh, try me
[00:36.791] Niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me
[00:39.331] Heh, unwinding
[00:40.929] Shit's blinding, still grinding
[00:42.652] Uprising, agh
[00:44.457] Stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga
[00:47.637] Agh
[00:48.479] Nigga like me still here, mother****er, go figure
[00:51.389] Lookin' for my next gold digger
[00:52.779] This summer here gon' be colder than winter
[00:54.763] Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions
[00:57.248] And you can go missing, put that on my children
[01:00.041] Bet that, nigga, what?
[01:01.941] Regret that, run it up
[01:03.866] Heh, and I'm about to sum it up
[01:07.661] This shit here that problem
[01:09.436] Livin' at the bottom of a bottle
[01:10.879] "Full throttle" my motto, eh
[01:13.651] ****in' with me like ****in' with the lotto
[01:16.133] That awful in your nostril
[01:18.159] In a brothel, this is gospel
[01:20.148] Yeah, I'ma need all that, pronto
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[01:21.961] Yes, I, yes, I, yes, I ride 'til I die
[01:25.330] Give a **** if you bitches die
[01:27.322] Put a mother****ing hole in your face
[01:29.336] Back up, bitch, don't even try
[01:31.367] I am that mother****er, been the coldest
[01:34.267] Why you on that? No one know us
[01:36.347] Overdosed on what dope is (Yeah)
[01:38.201] Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
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[01:41.291] Like a satanic cult, it's
[01:42.547] An old ritual slaughtering GOATs, bitch (GOATs, bitch, yeah)
[01:44.724] You're ****ing with the original, flow's sick
[01:46.780] And anybody can get it—COVID (**** with that?)
[01:49.741] I done wrote shit
[01:50.412] That was so sharp, I could slit my own ****ing throat with it
[01:53.041] So rich, I got more chips than my shoulders
[01:54.710] And I'm about as approachable as a roach is (Roach is)
[01:57.238] Yeah, so better steer clear from him
[01:58.831] Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums
[02:00.896] Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce
[02:02.832] We're on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon (Yeah)
[02:05.393] Your career sucked (Meaning what?), it was sheer luck (Like what?)
[02:07.387] Like a ****in' leprechaun with its beard cut
[02:09.339] (Still a) Punisher, weapon drawn with a beer gut (Haha)
[02:11.287] You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck
[02:13.266] (And I what?) I serial kill, and you're Kellogg's (What?)
[02:15.966] I love checks and I hate tricks
[02:17.570] And you're a fake bitch (Bitch)
[02:18.717] I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift (Yeah)
[02:20.582] Bitch, I'm badder than cake mix
[02:22.106] (But I) Can't be whipped with egg beaters (Nah)
[02:23.850] You cunts must be out of your labias
[02:25.679] And God is my alias, so if I don't have faith in me
[02:27.796] Then it basically makes me an atheist (Woo!)
[02:30.654] Nate Diaz got the world by the tracheas
[02:32.175] In a chokehold and a sleeper (*Snores*)
[02:34.306] Yeah, and me and Dre are like dog hair (Woof)
[02:36.005] We're both in our lab coats like retrievers (Grrr)
[02:37.845] But like a Doberman, I'm a whole different breed of (What?)
[02:39.934] Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever (Yeah)
[02:41.827] Oh, you're the king of rap? You're 'bout to be overthrown
[02:43.907] Like a pass over the head of an open receiver
[02:45.876] This shit could end up comin' to blows like a wiener (Haha)
[02:47.934] But I ain't finished puttin' these hoes through the wringer (Nah)
[02:49.901] Like clothes in between the two rollers, and– wait, no
[02:52.233] What I mean is flows interwoven, I treat 'em like thread (Why?)
[02:54.732] That's how I wound up sewin' Machine up
[02:56.306] So, ****s, if you don't give up me, then
[02:58.301] Time to ride or die, 'cause you're either both or you're neither (Yeah, yeah)
[03:00.308] Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin', but, me, I'm gonna— (Yeah, yeah)
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[03:02.410] Ride 'til I die
[03:03.744] Give a **** if you bitches die
[03:05.661] Put a mother****ing hole in your face
[03:07.721] Back up, bitch, don't even try
[03:09.738] I am that mother****er, been the coldest
[03:12.639] Why you on that? No one know us
[03:14.987] Overdosed on what dope is
[03:16.642] Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did