Jiggy Comin' - Shyheim.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Franklin, Quinn
[00:14.25]Phone rings twice*
[00:14.67]Hello?
[00:14.79](arabic voice) you have a collect call phone call
[00:15.78]In a new york state correctional facility
[00:16.74]Press five five to accept, or hang up to decline
[00:19.56]Verse one:
[00:21.69]Whattup gangstas, how tha **** ya'll fee
[00:24.24]We keepin it real, and hold on tight to your steel
[00:27.48]Let them caps peel, one by one
[00:29.85]And laugh while the nig run
[00:31.65]He shoulda been packin his gun, now he gone
[00:34.14]Cuz he got slippin like an old bitch
[00:36.69]In the wet staircase shaft, now watch his man snitch
[00:39.63]To tha police, but them no worry me son
[00:42.42]I ain't trying to get back it'd be my third felony
[00:45.24]Pataki he want to see us, criminals fry
[00:48.42]In the electric chair, but my spirit will never die
[00:51.48]A true project nigga, i won't hesitat
[00:54.27]To pull the blaow, peace to all busy nigga
[00:57.18]One love y'all stay safe
[00:59.43]And **** you, officer brown, peace to that nigga cas
[01:02.37]Chorus: repeat 4x
[01:02.82]Whoo whoo
[01:09.90]Jiggy comin, **** tha police y'all, cuz i ain't runni
[01:13.50]Verse two:
[01:27.09]All ya'll police can suck my diiiiiiick
[01:29.16]And mayor gulliani, that cracker boy full of bullshit
[01:32.40]I represent, for all my niggas doing tim
[01:35.34]And those who got beat up and killed by the swine
[01:37.77]Beo-tches, them porks, beotch
[01:40.62]Them think them bad, cuz they carry, glocks and badges
[01:43.74]And when i'm pimpin in my green acura
[01:46.68]They pull me over, like i stole it from some bitch
[01:49.62]But all my paperwork is legit
[01:51.90]Registered insured in my name, so ya'll pigs can **** i
[01:55.53]Police be ****in me like i'm some dime piec
[01:58.50]A g from the street so i can never turn beast
[02:02.97]Chorus
[02:09.90]Verse three:
[02:24.21]There's crooked cops, that's why they get shot by tha minute
[02:27.69]If you were criminal and you ready to represent, kid
[02:30.75]Blaow, that's how i like it, word is bond
[02:33.51]My hair ain't blonde my eyes ain't blue so now i'm dead boo
[02:36.45]It's on like this is war, all my brothers in the hood
[02:39.36]I gots fam that's constant understand i wish they would
[02:42.12]But it's all good, peace to my niggas locked in jai
[02:45.33]Bushy kam, killa kane, fogey foo, and ale
[02:48.00]Down low wrecka and junior be on storm
[02:50.85]Keep your headz up, and keep it real cuz you know i'm gonna
[02:54.42]And for my niggas doin six month
[02:57.27]I see yo ass next summer, word up
[02:59.37]Chorus