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| subject : | [Kanye West]Drive Slow |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
(Vocal ad-libs) [Chorus] Drive slow, homie.. õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇØ, Ä£±¸.. Drive slow, homie.. õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇØ, Ä£±¸.. You never know, homie ¸ð¸£´Â ÀÏÀÌÀݾÆ, Ä£±¸ Might meet some hoes, homie ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» ¸¸³¯ ¼öµµ ÀÖÁö, Ä£±¸ You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie ºê·¹ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ¹âÀ¸¸é¼ õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇØ, Ä£±¸ [Verse 1: Kanye West] My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May ³» Ä£±¸ Mali´Â, 79¹ø°¡ May¿¡¼ »ì¾ÒÁö One of my best friends from back in the day °ú°Å ³»°Õ °¡Àå Ä£ÇÑ Ä£±¸ Áß Çϳª Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones Calumet °Å¸®·Î °¡¸é, µ¹ÀÌ ¿©±âÀú±â ³Î¸° Çб³ He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll leave me alone ±×´Â ³¯ K-RockÀ̶ó°í º°¸íÀ» Áö¾î, ¸ðµÎ ³¯ ³»¹ö·Áµ×Áö Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off Bulls ÀÚÄϰú Âõ¾îÁø(?) ±×ÀÇ ¸ðÀÚ And walked around the mall with his radio face off ¶óµð¿À¸¦ µé°í ¼îÇθôÀ» °É¾î´Ù³æ³×, ¾ó±¼À» ¼÷À̰í Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand ¶Ç ±×¿¡°Ô´Â Daytons Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Å°ÀÛÀº ¿©ÀÚ¿Í, ÀÚµ¿Â÷ ۰¡ ÀÖ¾úÁö Reason again to let you know he's the man ÀÌ·± ÀÌÀ¯¿¡¼¸¸ ºÁµµ ±×´Â ¸ÚÀïÀ̾úÁö Back when we rocked the 'Leases, he had dreams of Caprices ¿ì¸®°¡ 'Leases¸¦ ¸ô ¶§, ±×´Â Caprices(Â÷)¸¦ ²Þ²å¾î Drove by the teachers, even more by polices ¼±»ýµé, ȤÀº °æÂûµéÀÌ ¸ô°í ´Ù´Ï´ø Â÷ How he get the cash the day his father passed away ±×ÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ µ¹¾Æ°¡½Ã´ø ³¯, ±×´Â µ·À» ¹ú¾úÁö Left him with a lil somethin, 16 he was stuntin ´Ù¸§¾Æ´Ñ À¯»ê, 16»ì¿¡ °ÅÄ¥ °ÍÀÌ ¾ø¾îÁö "Al B. Sure!" nigga with the hair all wavy "Al B. Sure!" ¿þÀ̺긦 ³ÖÀº ¸Ó¸®Ä«¶ô Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy Lakeshore¿¡ °¡¸é, ¿©ÀÚµéÀÌ È¯ÀåÇØ Hit the freeway, go at least bout 80 °í¼Óµµ·Î¿¡¼´Â, Àû¾îµµ 130km·Î ´Þ·Á Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby ¿©¸§¿£ ³Ê¹« ¸¹Àº ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ »ç±Í¾î¼, ¾Æ±â±îÁö »ý°å³× See back back then then if you had a car ±×·¡ ¾ÆÁÖ ¿¾³¯¿¡, Â÷°¡ ÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷Àº You was the Chi-Town version of Baby ½ÃÄ«°í ¹öÀüÀÇ Baby¶ó°í ¸»Çصµ Ʋ¸®Áö ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß And I was just a virgin, a baby ³ª´Â ±×³É ¼ýÃѰ¢, °«³¾Æ±â¿´Áö One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy ´ëÃæ ±×¸¦ ¿ì·¯·¯ºÃ´ø ÀÌÀ¯ Áß Çϳª¾ß I used to love play my demo tape when the system yanked ¿Àµð¿À°¡ °íÀ峪¸é ³» µ¥¸ðÅ×ÀÔÀ» °Å±â¼ Ʋ¾ú¾î Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked ±×·²¶§¸é ¸¶Ä¡ ³»°¡ ¹ú½á °è¾àÀ» ¸ÎÀº°Å °°Àº ±âºÐÀÌ µé¾úÁö We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall Åä¿äÀÏ¿¡´Â ¼îÇθôÀ» µ¹¾Ò¾î They had they Lakers and Aurora's, we was hurtin 'em all Lakers³ª Aurora's³ª ´Ù ÀÖ¾ú¾î, ¿ì¸®°¡ ½Ï¾µÀÌÇßÁö With the girls alot of flirtin involved, dog.. °Å±â¿¡ ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ ²¿½Ã´Â °Íµµ Æ÷ÇԵǾîÀÖ°í ¸»¾ß Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryin to get in some drawers, so ²¿½Ã´Â °Ç µÆ¾î, ³ ¾î·µç ÇÑ ¹ø °æÇèÇØº¸°í ½Í¾î Put me on with these hoes homie ±×·¯´Ï±î ¿©ÀÚ ÇÑ ¸í¸¸ Á» ºÙ¿©Áà He told me, "Don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie" ±×´Â ¸»ÇßÁö "¼µÑ·¯ ¾î¸¥ÀÌ µÇ·Á°í ÇÏÁö¸¶, õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇ϶ó°í Ä£±¸" [Chorus] Drive slow, homie õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ (Drive slow...) (õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ..) You never know, homie ³Í ¸ô¶ó, Ä£±¸ About these hoes homie ÀÌ ¿©Àڵ鿡 ´ëÇØ, Ä£±¸ You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie ºê·¹ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ¹âÀ¸¸é¼ õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ¾ßÇØ, Ä£±¸ [Verse 2: Paul Wall] What it do ÁÁ¾Æ I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin ³ Áö±Ý ÁÖÂ÷Àå¿¡ ¼ÀÖ¾î, Æ®··Å©¸¦ ¿¾î³Ö°í The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Ƽ Çϳª ¾ø´Â »ö±ò, Á¤¸» ³î¶ó¿ï »ÓÀÌÁö Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac ÆÈ²ÞÄ¡¸¦ Cadillac ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ²¨³»³õ°í Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th relaxed Æ®··Å©¸¦ ¿°í, ½ºÅ©¸°À» ÄÑ, ³×¿Â ºÒºûÀÌ ºû³ª³× I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies ³ ¿¹»Ú°í ¼½½ÃÇÑ ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ ã´Â ÀÓ¹«¸¦ ¼öÇàÁß Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes ³×°Ô ³» CL Mercedes¸¦ ¼Ò°³ÇÒ°Ô It's a star-studded event when I valet park ´ëÇà ÁÖÂ÷¸¦ ½ÃŰ´Â °Ç ÈÖȲÂù¶õÇÑ À̺¥Æ® Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark ³» ÀÔÀ» ¿¸é ÇÞºûÀÌ ¾îµÒÀ» ¹àÈ÷Áö You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin ŸÀ̾ ±â¾î°¡°í, ½ºÅ©¸°ÀÌ ¶³¾îÁ® The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin ÀÔ ¼ÓÀÇ µð½ºÄÚ Á¶¸íÀÌ ³»°¡ Àß ³í´Ù´Â °É ¾Ï½ÃÇÏÁö I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab ½ºÀ§Ä¡¿¡ ±â´ë, Â÷¿¡ ºñ½ºµëÈ÷ ¾É¾Æ¼ But I could still catches boppers if I drove a cab ÇÏÁö¸¸ Åýø¦ ¸ô¾Ò´Ù°í ÇØµµ ¿©ÀÚ´Â ²¿½Ç ¼ö ÀÖ¾î A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla ¾î¸° HoustonÀÇ °ÇÑ ³à¼®, µ·¸¸À» ¿øÇØ Ridin' somethin candy-coated crawlin like a caterpillar ¸¶Ä¡ ¾Ö¹ú·¹Ã³·³ ±â¾î°¡´Â ¶§±ò ÁÁÀº °É Ÿ°í I'm tippin on them 4's, I'm jammin on that Screw °è¼Ó ¿îÀüÇÏÁö, Screw À½¾Ç¿¡ ¸ÂÃç I'm lookin for them hoes baby, what it do ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» ã¾Æ´Ù´Ï°í ÀÖ¾î, ¾î¶§ [Chorus: Kanye West & (GLC)] Drive slow, homie õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ (Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes...) (¿©ÀÚµéÀ» º¸¸é ºñ»óµîÀ» ÄÑ..) Drive slow, homie õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ (If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go...) (¸¸¾à °¥ °÷ ¾øÀÌ µµ½Ã¸¦ Çì¸Å°í ÀÖ´Ù¸é..) Drive slow, homie õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ (Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know...) (¿À´ÃÀ» »ì¾Æ, ³»ÀÏÀº, ¾Æ¹«µµ ¸ð¸£ÀݾÆ..) You never know, homie ¸ð¸£´Â ÀÏÀÌÀݾÆ, Ä£±¸ Might meet some hoes, homie ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» ¸¸³¯ ¼öµµ ÀÖÁö, Ä£±¸ You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie ºê·¹ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ¹âÀ¸¸é¼ õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ [Verse 3: Kanye West & GLC] (Kanye West) My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib ³» Â÷´Â ¿µÈ °°¾Æ, ³» Â÷´Â Áý °°¾Æ I got mo TV's in here than where I live »ç´Â °÷º¸´Ù ´õ ¸¹Àº TV°¡ ÀÌ ¾È¿¡ ÀÖ¾î (GLC) And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit ±×°Ç ¸»µµ ¾È µÅ, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ÁøÂ¥¾ß And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious ³»°¡ ³ë´Â°Ç, Á¤¸» ¹º°¡ ½É°¢ÇÑ ÀÏÀÌÁö I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims Â÷µµ ¸ÂÃãÇü, ŸÀ̾î´Â Bravis I got the baller genetics baby this evidence °»½ºÅÍÀÇ À¯ÀüÀÚ, ¿©±â Áõ°Å°¡ ÀÖ¾î You see a player flickin, and how you ain't convinced ¼±¼ö°¡ ³ªÅ¸³µ´Âµ¥ ÀüÇô ²ø¸®Áö ¾Ê´Â°Å¾ß? That you should go on and kiss it, "just a lil bit" *echoes* ¾î¼ °¡¼ Ű½ºÇØ "¾ÆÁÖ ¾à°£¸¸À̶óµµ" I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain ¿Êµµ ¸ÂÃãÇüÀ̰í, ¿¹¼ö ¸ñ°ÉÀ̸¦ Çϰí My canary's is gleamin, through my angel wings ³ë¶õ ºÒÀÌ ³» õ»çÀÇ ³¯°³ ³Ê¸Ó¿¡¼ ºû³ªÁö They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king »ç¶÷µéÀº ³¯ º¸¸é, ¸¶Ä¡ ¿ÕÀ» º» °Íó·³ Çàµ¿ÇØ With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green ¸ÚÁø ¸ð½À, ÃÖ°í±ÞÀÇ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ Æì My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues ³» ±â¾î, Vogues¸¦ Ÿ°í ´Ù´ÏÁö My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes ½Ç¸°´õ´Â Á¶¿ëÈ÷, ¸¶Ä¡ ¹ß²ÞÄ¡¸¦ µç °Íó·³ I sold O's, and this I know ³ ¸¶¾àÀ» ÆÈ¾Æ, À̰ŠÇϳª´Â ¾È´Ù°í When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow *echoes* ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» º¸°Åµç, õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇ϶ó´Â °Å (John Legend harmony ad-libs) *song starts from beginning, this time screwed* Yea Drive slow, homie.. õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ Drive slow, homie.. õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ You never know, homie ¸ð¸£´Â ÀÏÀÌÀݾÆ, Ä£±¸ Might meet some hoes, homie ¿©ÀÚµéÀ» ¸¸³¯ ¼öµµ ÀÖÁö, Ä£±¸ You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie ºê·¹ÀÌÅ©¸¦ ¹âÀ¸¸é¼ õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ Drive slow, homie õõÈ÷ ¸ô¾Æ, Ä£±¸ |
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