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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Warren G]What's Love Got To Do With It |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
[Intro] Ooh, yeah, yeah. What's love got to do. Ooh, yeah, yeah. »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼ »ó°üÀÌ¾ß Warren G, rap for me, yeah-eah, yeah, mm mm. Warren G, ·¦À» ÇØÁà, yeah-eah, yeah, mm mm. [Verse 1] When G-dog, the hog, come up in the place, °»½ºÅÍ¿Í, ¶×¶×ÇÑ ³à¼®µéÀÌ À̰÷¿¡ ³ªÅ¸³ª¸é There's dollar signs in your eyes and a smile in your face. ³× ´«¿£ $ Ç¥½Ã°¡ ³ªÅ¸³ª°í ¾ó±¼¿£ ¹Ì¼Ò°¡ ¶ßÁö You wanna live fat, all for my sack. ³Í ³» µ·¿¡ ÀÇÁöÇØ, ¸ÚÁö°Ô »ì°í ½Í¾îÇØ You got more drag than a low lo-do, cut the act, ³Í Áö±Ý ³Ê¹« ÁúÁú ²ø°í ÀÖ¾î, ±×¸¸ÇØ 'Cause back before '92 and '93, ¿Ö³ÄÇϸé 92 ±×¸®°í 93³â Àü¿£ You didn't give a damn about Warren G, ³Í Warren G¿¡ ´ëÇØ¼ ½Å°æ ¾²Áö ¾Ê¾ÒÀÝ¾Æ But now that I'm slingin' platinum LP's, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿äÁò ³»°¡ Ç÷¡Æ¼³Ñ ¾Ù¹üÀ» ³»´Ùº¸´Ï All of a sudden, you on my N.U.T's. °©ÀÚ±â, ³Í ³» °Å-½Ã-±â¿¡ °ü½ÉÀ» º¸¿© Ain't nothin' you can do to make it stop, ¹«¾ó ÇØµµ ÀÌ°É ¸ØÃâ ¼ö´Â ¾ø¾î 'Cause money makes the world go 'round and the panties drop. µ·Àº ¼¼»óÀ» µ¹¾Æ°¡°Ô ÇÏ°í ÆÒÆ¼¸¦ ³»¸®°Åµç I ain't in love though, I don't need the pressure. ±×·¡µµ »ç¶û¿¡ ºüÁöÁø ¾Ê¾Æ, ¾Ð¹Ú°¨Àº ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î I just wanna dig it like I'm diggin' for treasure. ±×³É º¸¹°Ã£±â¸¦ Çϵí ÀÚ¼¼È÷ º¸°í ½ÍÀº °Í »Ó¾ß Some of y'all had a good thing that you couldn't keep, ³Ê³×µé ¸î¸îÀº °¨´ç¸øÇÒ ÁÁÀº °ÍµéÀ» °¡Áö°í ÀÖ¾úÁö Thought you was TLC, you had to creep. ÀڱⰡ TLCÀÎ °ÇÁÙ ¾È°ÅÁö, µý °÷À¸·Î °¡¾ßÇß¾î You say you had love, I said you need to quit. ³Í »ç¶ûÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù°í Çϰí, ³ ³×°¡ ±×¸¸µÖ¾ßÇÑ´Ù°í Çϰí It's all about the dough, so what's love got to do with it? °á±¹ Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç µ·À̾ß, »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼ »ó°üÀ̾ß? [Chorus] What's love got to do, got to do with it (that's right)? »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼, »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼ »ó°üÀ̾ß? (¸Â¾Æ) What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)? °ÔÀÓÀ» Á¸ÁßÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù¸é »ç¶ûÀÌ ´Ù ¹¹¾ß? (uh-huh) What's love got to do, got to do with it? »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼, »ç¶ûÀÌ ¹«½¼ »ó°üÀ̾ß? If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it. ¸¸¾à Çʼö¿ä¼Ò°¡ ºÎÁ·ÇÏ´Ù¸é, ºÎ²ô·¯¿î ÀÏÀÌÁö¸¸, ³Í ¼º°ø ¸øÇØ [Verse 2] Now, I'm the type of brother that's down for mines. ÀÚ, ³ ³» °ÍÀº È®½ÇÈ÷ ì±â´Â ±×·± ³à¼®ÀÌ¾ß Before I made beats, I was down to grind. ºñÆ®¸¦ ¸¸µé±â ÀüºÎÅÍ, È®½ÇÈ÷ ³î¾ÒÁö Back then, every single homey had my back, ±×¶©, »ç¶÷µé ÇϳªÇϳª°¡ ³» µÚ¸¦ ¹Ð¾îÁá¾î Now they're peepin' my stack and they're talkin' bout jack, ÀÌÁ¦ ±×µéÀº ³» µ·¹¶Ä¡¸¦ º¸°í ¼ÓÀÓ¼ö¿¡ ´ëÇØ ¾ê±âÇϰí ÀÖ¾î But I'm the same brother day in and day out, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ¸ÅÀÏ ¶È°°Àº ³à¼®À롃 And I'm-a stay that way until the day I lay out in a casket. ¶Ç ³»°¡ °ü¿¡ ´¯´Â ³¯±îÁö ±×·¸°Ô ³²À»°Å¾ß It's drastic, 'cause homies is plastic. Âü °Ý·ÄÇÏÁö, ³ðµéÀº ÇÃ¶ó½ºÆ½ÀÌ¾ß Break 'em off some bread, they want the whole damn basket. »§À» ¶â¾î¼ ³ª´²Áִϱî, ¾Æ¿¹ ¹Ù±¸´Ï¸¦ Åë°·Î ¿øÇÏ³× If you's a true homey, you would wish me well, ´Ï°¡ ÁøÂ¥¹è±â¶ó¸é, ³ªÀÇ ¼º°øÀ» ºô¾îÁà Not plot to see a brother fell, jealous as hell. ¾öû ÁúÅõ½É¸¸ Ä¿¼, ³» ½ÇÆÐ¸¦ ¹Ù¶óÁö ¸»°í We used to get the same riches. ¿¹Àü¿£ µ·µµ ³ª´²°®°í ±×·¨ÀÝ¾Æ Now your trigger-finger got the itches, schemin' on my riches ÀÌÁ¨ ³Í ¹æ¾Æ¼è¸¦ ´ç±â°í ½Í¾î ¾È´ÞÇϰí ÀÖ¾î, ³» µ·À» º¸¸é¼ Which is not a suprise, my eyes peep game, º°·Î ³î¶ö ÀÏÀº ¾Æ´ÏÁö, ³ °ÔÀÓÀ» ¹Ù¶óºÁ 211's, 187's it's all the same. ÀýµµÁË, »ìÀÎÁË, ´Ù ¶È°°Àº°Å¾ß It's all a shame, homies'd jack you for your grip. Âü ºÎ²ô·¯¿î ÀÏÀÌÁö, ¸î¸î À̵éÀº ³Î ¼ÓÀ̴ϱî Ain't no love involved, because it's all about the chips. »ç¶ûÀº ¿©±â¿¡ ¾ø¾î, °á±¹ Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç µ·ÀÌ¾ß [Repeat chorus] [Verse 3] Now for these labels tellin' fables, ·¹À̺íµéÀÌ µé·ÁÁÖ´Â µ¿È Makin' the messed-up deals under the tables. Å×ÀÌºí ¾Æ·¡·Î´Â ¾û¸ÁÁøÃ¢ÀÎ °è¾àÀ» ¸Î³× You think that you smart, but, fool, I'm the smartest. ´Ï°¡ ¶È¶ÈÇÏ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏÁö¸¸, ¹Ùº¸¾ß, ³»°¡ ÃÖ°í·Î ¶È¶ÈÇØ You can't make no money if you can't keep an artist. ¿¹¼ú¼ºÀ» À¯ÁöÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Ù¸é µ·Àº ¹ú¼ö ¾ø¾î Sign the dotted line, put 'em on the shelf. Á¡¼±¿¡ ½ÎÀÎÇØ, ±×¸®°í ¼±¹Ý À§¿¡ ¿Ã·Á³ö Break 'em off some crumbs, keep the rest for yourself. »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Õ »§Á¶°¢¸¸ ³ª´²ÁÖ°í, ³ª¸ÓÁø ´Ï°¡ °¡Á® I know how it goes, treat an artist like you know, ¾î¶»°Ô Àü°³µÉÁö ³ ¾Ë¾Æ, Àß ¾Æ´ÂµíÀÌ ¾ÆÆ¼½ºÆ®¸¦ ´ëÇÏÁö Fly cars, gold, clothes, but no dough. ¸ÚÁø Â÷, Ȳ±Ý, ¿Ê, ÇÏÁö¸¸ µ·ÀÌ ¾ø¾î Since it's all business, I'm-a handle mine, ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù »ç¾÷ÀÌÀݾÆ, ³ ³»²¬ ¸Ã°Ú¾î Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime, ³» µ·¹¶Ä¡ÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· µ¿Àü Çϳª±îÁö ÁöŰÁö 'Cause in this rap game, it's all about the buck. ÀÌ ·¦ °ÔÀÓ¿¡¼±, Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç ´Þ·¯¾ß You bend over for the label and you will get bucked, ·¹ÀÌºí¿¡ ±â´ë·Á°í ÇÏ´Ù°£ ±×³É ÂѰܳª Like how we run up in the skirt, and then you're through. ¸¶Ä¡ °¡ÀåÀÚ¸®¿¡¼ ³ë´Â °Ç, ³¡Àå°ú ¶È°°Àº Àǹ̶ó´Â µíÀÌ The record label do the same thing to you. ·¹ÄÚµå ·¹ÀÌºíµµ ³×°Ô ¶È°°Àº ÁþÀ» ÇÒ°Å¾ß 90% business, 10% show. 90%°¡ ºñÁî´Ï½º, 10%´Â ¼î Ain't no love in this game, 'cause it's all about the dough. ÀÌ °ÔÀÓ¿¡ »ç¶ûÀº ¾ø¾î, °á±¹ Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç µ·ÀÌ¾ß |
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