歌手:The Notorious B.I.G.
专辑:《Greatest Hits》

作词 : Wrubel/Notorious B.I.G./S. Combs/Magidson/A. Wrubel/H. Magidson/C. Wallace/N.Myrick
作曲 : Wrubel/Notorious B.I.G./S. Combs/Magidson/A. Wrubel/H. Magidson/C. Wallace/N.Myrick
As we proceed
to give you what you need
9 to 5 mother****ers
get live mother****ers
As we proceed
to give you what you need
9 to 5 mother****ers
get live mother****ers
(Now turn the mics up)
As we proceed
(Turn that mic up, yea that beat is knockin)
(to that microphone)
to give you what you need
(Turn that shit the **** up)
East coast mother****ers
(Uh, what?)
(Turn it up louder）
Bad Boy mother****ers
As we proceed, to give you
what you need
J.M. mother****ers
J.M. mother****ers
9 to 5 mother****ers
Who shot ya?
Seperate the weak from the ob-solete
Leap hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on nigga, **** all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet
Thundering, shaking the concrete
Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots
Saw me in the drop, three in the corner
Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
Old school new school need to learn thow
I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno
Burn slow like blunts with ya-yo
Peel more skins than Idaho potato
Niggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin place
****in with B.I.G. it ain't safe
I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses
Bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
Niggaz mad because I know that Cash Rules
Everything Around Me, two glock nines
Any mother****er whispering about mines
And I'm, Crooklyn's finest
You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this
As we proceed
to give you what you need
9 to 5 mother****ers
get live mother****ers
As we proceed
to give you what you need
East coast mother****ers
Bad Boy mother****ers
Get high mother****ers
Get high mother****ers
Smoke blunts mother****ers
Get high mother****ers
Ready to die mother****ers
9 to 5 mother****ers
I seen the light excite all the freaks
Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps
Niggaz wanna creep, got ta watch my back
Think the Cognac and indo sack make me slack?
I switches all that, cock-sucker G's up
One false move, get swiss cheesed up
Clip to Tec, respect I demand it
Slip and break the, 11th Commandment
Thou shalt not **** with raw C-Poppa
Feel a thosand deaths when I drop ya
I feel for you, like Chaka Khan I'm the don
Pussy when I want Rolex on the arm
You'll die slow but calm
Recognize my face, so there won't be no mistake
So you know where to tell Jake, lame nigga
Brave nigga, turned front page nigga
Puff Daddy flips daily
I smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey's
on the rocks, tote glocks at christenings
And my cock, in the fire position and...
(Get live mother****ers
Ready to Die mother****ers)
C'mere, c'mere [it ain't gotta be like that Big]
open your ****ing mouth, open your... didn't I tell you
don't **** with me? [*muffled* c'mon man] Huh?
Didn't I tell you not to **** with me?
(as we proceed) [c'mon man] Look at you now
(to give you what you need) Huh? [c'mon man]
(9 to 5 mother****ers) Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh?
(get live mother****ers) Bitch-ass nigga, what?
(get live mother****ers) [*muffled sounds, six gun shots*]
(as we proceed...) Who shot ya?
Outro: Puff Daddy
...to give you what you need
9 to 5 mother****ers
Get live mother****ers
(Who shot ya?)
Get high mother****ers
Ready to Die mother****ers
Hah!!
As we proceed...
(Who shot ya?)
...to give you what you need
9 to 5 mother****ers
East coast mother****ers
(Who shot ya?)
West coast mother****ers...
West coast mother****ers... hah!
As we proceed, to give you what you need
As we proceed
to give you what you need
Get live mother****ers
9 to 5 mother****ers
Get money mother****ers
As we proceed
to give you what you need
Get live mother****ers
9 to 5 mother****ers
J.M. mother****ers
J.M. mother****ers
As we proceeeeeeed
To give you what you need...
9 to 5...
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