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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Choclair]Situation 9 |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
Umm, for all these wild niggas (umm, yeah) Umm, ¸ðµç °ÅÄ£ ³ðµéÀ» À§ÇØ (umm, yeah) Some bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah) ¸î¸î Çê¼Ò¸®²Ûµéµµ, ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾ËÁö (yeah) Straight runnin. wild (realize) doing their thang, yeah °Åħ¾øÀÌ ´Þ·Á. °ÅÄ¥°Ô (Àß ºÁºÁ) ÇÒ ÀÏÀ» ÇØ, yeah For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah) ¸ðµç Nino BrownÀ» À§ÇØ (yeah) John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah) John Gotti Ä£±¸µé, ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾ËÁö (yeah) Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game) À̰÷À» Á¤º¹ÇÏ·Á´Â À̵é (°ÔÀÓÀ» À̲ø±â À§ÇØ) Don't know (Don't know) ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î (¸ð¸£°Ú¾î) It's all a game... ¸ðµÎ´Ù °ÔÀÓÀÌÁö.. [Verse 1] Yo, it's like night life, ball fights, brothers getting sliced Yo, ¸¶Ä¡ ¹ãÀÇ Àλýó·³, ¿ä¶õÇÑ ½Î¿ò, Ä®¿¡ º£ÀÌ´Â ÇüÁ¦µé Lay niggas, up on the floor, for people acting hardcore (yeah) ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ¿©·¯ ¸íÀÌ ¾²·¯Á®, ÇϵåÄÚ¾î·Î ÇൿÇÏ´Â À̵é (yeah) And others caught in the crossfire, and dying at age young ±×¸®°í ´Ù¸¥ À̵éÀº ÃѰÝÀü »çÀÌ¿¡ ÀâÇô, ÀþÀº ³ªÀÌ¿¡ Á×Áö They leave .em by their loved ones °á±¹ »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â À̵éÀ» ¶°³ª°Ô µÅ People wondering, Toronto Sunday saying, we acting like some savages (savages) »ç¶÷µéÀº ±Ã±ÝÇØÇØ, Toronto Sunday¿¡´Â, ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ß¸¸ÀÎ °°´Ù´Â ±â»ç°¡ ³ª (±â»ç°¡ ³ª) People acting it, pulling triggers and they stabbing kids (stabbing kids) »ç¶÷µéÀº Çàµ¿ÇØ, ¹æ¾Æ¼è¸¦ ´ç±â°í ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» Âñ·¯ (¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» Âñ·¯) They pose as bad boys up in club scenes Ŭ·´¾À¿¡¼´Â ³ª»Û ³à¼®ÀÎ °Íó·³ ÀÚ¼¼¸¦ Àâ¾Æ Keep the grill screwed, leaving blood stains on blue jeans Ç×»ó ¾ó±¼Àº Âô±×¸° ä, ÇÍÀÚ±¹ÀÌ Ã»¹ÙÁö À§¿¡ ³²¾Æ Then Po-Po, rushes through the entrance, he hits the exits ±×´ÙÀ½ °æÂûµéÀÌ, ÀÔ±¸¸¦ ÅëÇØ Ãĵé¾î¿Í, ±×´Â Ãⱸ·Î ³ª°¡ Hops into his act, wheels spinning on some next shit {*tires peel out* ´Ù½Ã Çൿ¿¡ µé¾î°¡, ´ÙÀ½À» ÇâÇØ µ¹¾Æ°¡´Â ŸÀ̾î Now we got our G-stripes, bragging rights ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸° °»½ºÅÍ °è±ÞÀ» °¡Á³¾î, ±Ç¸®¸¦ ÀÚ¶ûÇØ Little kids with no direction, look at him right ¹æÇâ ¾ø´Â ¾î¸° ²¿¸¶µé, Àú³à¼®À» ºÁ Cause he got my car to style, Medina robber style ±×°¡ ³» Â÷¸¦ Àâ¾ÒÁö, Medina °µµ ½ºÅ¸ÀÏ Yeah, he bad now, but remember, what comes around, goes around ±×·¡, ±×´Â ³ªºü, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±â¾ïÇØ, »Ñ¸° ¸¸Å, °ÅµÐ´Ù´Â °Í (shhhh) Who be blind to the future (shhhh) ´©°¡ ¹Ì·¡¿¡ ´ëÇØ ´«ÀÌ ¸Ö¾ú³ª You need to understand ÀÌÇØÇØ¾ßÇØ You need to understand, my man ÀÌÇØÇØ¾ßÇØ, Ä£±¸ (Yeah!!) Chorus: Peoples get themselves caught up, and then shot up »ç¶÷µéÀº ÀâÈ÷°í, ÃÑ¿¡ ¸Â°í Bucked to the head for all the shit they done brought up ÀڱⰡ ÀúÁö¸¥ ÀÏ ¶§¹®¿¡ ¸Ó¸®¿¡ ¼¼°Ô ¸Â°í The situation, got them iller than an AIDS patient »óȲÀº, ±×µéÀ» AIDS ȯÀÚº¸´Ù ´õ ¾ÆÇÁ°Ô ¸¸µé¾ú¾î Wild niggas, who be acting like they free-pacing °ÅÄ£ ³ðµé, ¸¶Ä¡ ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô Ȱº¸ÇÏ´Â µí ÇൿÇÏ´Â À̵é [Verse 2] Now, as time goes by ÀÚ, ½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é¼ He's looking out his window, see some people outside ±×´Â â¹® ¹ÛÀ» ÃÄ´Ùº¸°í, »ç¶÷µéÀ» ºÁ With dark clothes and dark shades °ËÀº ¿Ê¿¡ ¼±±Û¶ó½º¸¦ ÇÑ À̵é And all around is pure clouds packing rain ±×¸®°í ÁÖº¯¿¡´Â ºñ¸¦ ÀÜ¶à ¸Ó±ÝÀº ¸Ô±¸¸§ He calls his man Jermaine, and tells him that ±×´Â Ä£±¸ Jermaine¿¡°Ô Àüȸ¦ °É¾î ¸»ÇÏÁö Shit's going down and meet him at his home, he packs a 4-pound (4-pound) ¹«¾ð°¡ ÀϾ °Í °°À¸´Ï Áý¿¡¼ ¸¸³ªÀÚ°í, ±×¸®°í 45±¸°æÀ» ì°Ü (ì°Ü) He waits around, with the sweat dripping from his brow ±×´Â ±â´Ù·Á, ´«½ç ¾Æ·¡·Î ¶¡À» È긮¸ç Where the law be now, nervousness has his head swinging side-to-side ¹ýÀº ¾îµð ÀÖ´Â °É±î, ±äÀå°¨¿¡ ¸Ó¸®°¡ Á¿ì·Î Èçµé¸®³× Checks the door, he's see his man up in the ride ¹®À» È®ÀÎÇØ, Ä£±¸°¡ Â÷¸¦ Ÿ°í ¿À°í ÀÖ±º He's rolling outside, first looking all around ±×´Â ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³ª°¡, ¸ÕÀú ÁÖº¯À» µÑ·¯º¸°í The sniper fire from the roof, it makes him drop and hit the ground ±×¶§ Àú°Ý¼ö°¡ ÁöºØ¿¡¼ ÃÑÀ» ½îÁö, ±×´Â À绡¸® ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ¾þµå¸®°í He makes a mad dash to the car door Â÷ ¹®À¸·Î ¹ÌÄ£µíÀÌ ºü¸£°Ô ´Þ·Á Tells his man to move, he slams the pedal on the car floor {*tires peel out* Ä£±¸¿¡°Ô ¾î¼ °¡¶ó°í Çϰí, ±×´Â ¹Ù´Ú±îÁö Æä´ÞÀ» ¹â³× Now bullet-proof windows, they be reflecting it ÀÌ°Ç ¹æÅº â¹®, ±×µéÀÇ ¸ð½ÀÀÌ ºñÄ¡°ÚÁö Now he's thinking back up to the party, he's regretting it Áö±Ý ±×´Â ÆÄƼ ¶§¸¦ »ý°¢ÇØ, ÈÄȸÇϴ°ÅÁö But he's deep in it, and there's nothing he can do, but to call his boo ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±íÀÌ µé¾î¿Ô°í, ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °Ç ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø¾î, ´ÜÁö ±×ÀÇ ¿©ÀÚ¿¡°Ô ÀüÈÇÒ »Ó Who be at home, taking care of his one year old ±×³à´Â Áý¿¡¼ ±×ÀÇ ÇÑ»ìÂ¥¸® ÀÚ½ÄÀ» µ¹º¸°í ÀÖÁö He says, situation's thick, there's niggas after me ±×´Â ¸»ÇØ, »óȲÀÌ ½É°¢ÇØ, ³ª¸¦ ÂÑ´Â ³ðµéÀÌ ÀÖ¾î It ain't no stopping them, until they capping me (naw) ³»°¡ Á×À» ¶§±îÁö ±×µéÀº ¸ØÃßÁö ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß (ÀÌ·±) Hold the fort down, I.ll be aight, I.ll give you a call in the morn Áý Á¶½ÉÇØ, ³ ±¦ÂúÀ»°Å¾ß, ¾ÆÄ§¿¡ ÀüÈÇÒ°Ô She says there's two up on my floor, with one kicking down my door ±×³à´Â Áö±Ý Çö°ü ¾ÕÀ¸·Î µÎ ¸íÀÌ ¿Ô´Âµ¥, ÇÑ ¸íÀÌ ¹®À» Â÷°í ÀÖ´Ù°í ¸»ÇØ He calls his man Nick, to check the situation (situation) ±×´Â Ä£±¸ NickÀ» ºÒ·¯, »óȲÀ» Ã¼Å©ÇØ´Þ¶ó°í ÇÏÁö (ÇÏÁö) When he arrives all he sees is an assassination (assassination) ±×°¡ µµÂøÇßÀ» ¶§ º¸ÀÌ´Â °Ç ¾Ï»ì Àå¸é »Ó (¾Ï»ì Àå¸é »Ó) And when they one step ahead, so now an ambush is in the waiting ±×¸®°í ÇѰÉÀ½ ´õ ´Ù°¡¼¹À» ¶§, ¸Åº¹ÀÌ ³ªÅ¸³ª Understand, you need to understand, my man ÀÌÇØÇØ, ³Í ÀÌÇØÇØ¾ßµÅ, Ä£±¸ (You need to recognize and realize, boy!) (Çö½ÇÀ» Á÷½ÃÇÏ°í ±ú´Þ¾Æ¾ßÇØ, ²¿¸¶¾ß!) Chorus: [Repeat 2 times] [Verse 3] Now there's vengeance on the mind, time for him to take back what's stolen ÀÌÁ¦ ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡´Â º¹¼ö½É, µµ³´çÇÑ °ÍÀ» ´Ù½Ã µÇãÀ» ½Ã°£ He tells Jermaine to meet him at the docks ±×´Â Jermaine¿¡°Ô ºÎµÎ¿¡¼ 5½Ã¿¡ At 5 o.clock, keep the glocks cocked ¸¸³ªÀÚ°í Çϰí, ÃÑÀ» ÀåÀüÇØ I got the blueprints, to run up on these niggas (Word up dog!) ÀÌ ³ðµéÀ» µ¤Ä¥ û»çÁøÀ» ´Ù Â¥³ù¾î (±×·¡ ÁÁ¾Æ!) So when the time comes for them to meet ±×·¯´Ï ±×µé°ú ¸¸³¯ ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¿À¸é He sees the car, but finds Jermaine slumped in the driver seat (what to do) Â÷°¡ º¸ÀÌÁö, ÇÏÁö¸¸ JermaineÀº ¿îÀü¼®¿¡ ¾²·¯Á® ÀÖ´Â »óÅ (¾î¼Áö) People cut themselves off of him, cause if they down they be shot too »ç¶÷µéÀº ±×·ÎºÎÅÍ ¶³¾îÁ®, ÀÚÄ©Çϸé ÀڱⰡ ÃÑÀ» ¸ÂÀ» ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸´Ï±î His mother's in the rage, face on the front page ±×ÀÇ ¾ö¸¶´Â Ȱ¡ ³ª, ¾ó±¼ÀÌ 1¸é¿¡ ½Ç¸®°í Now the man's after him, the clan's after him, mob's after him ÀÌÁ¦ ´©±º°¡ ±×¸¦ ÂѾÆ, Ŭ·£ÀÌ ÂѾÆ, ´Üü·Î ÂѰí ÀÖ¾î He's still at damage son, last thought's killing (uhhh) ¿©ÀüÈ÷ »óóÀÔÀº »óÅÂ, ÀÌÀü »ý°¢Àº Á×ÀÌ´Â °Í (uhhh) The only thought in his head, now to do is run Áö±Ý ¸Ó¸® ¼Ó¿¡ µç »ý°¢Àº µµ¸ÁÄ¡´Â °Í Buys his ticket at the International pier son ±¹Á¦Ç׿¡¼ Ç¥¸¦ »òÁö Not, knowing that there's man °Å±â¿¡µµ ´©±º°¡ ÀÖ´Ù´Â °É ¸ð¸¥Ã¤ Standing behind .em with, 9-millimeters in hand (He turns around to his surprise) ¼Õ¿¡ 9mm¸¦ µé°í ±×ÀÇ µÚ¿¡ ¼ÀÖ¾ú¾î (±×´Â µ¹¾Æ¼¼ ±ô¦ ³î¶ó) Feels the burning on the inside, cold on the outside ¼ÓÀ¸·Î´Â ¶ß°Å¿öÁö°í ¹ÛÀ¸·Î´Â Â÷°¡¿öÁö³× And the people did the shooting, got away up with his life-time (Ah-yo) ±×¸®°í À̾îÁö´Â ÃѰÝ, ±×ÀÇ ¸ñ¼ûÀ» µé°í ¶°³ª³× (ah-yo) Chorus: [Repeat 3 times] (You fucking with your life boy) (³Í ¸ñ¼û °¡Áö°í Àå³Ä¡´Â °Å¾ß) Yeah, (uh-uh) wild niggas (uh-uh, wild niggas) Yeah, (uh-uh) °ÅÄ£ ³à¼®µé (uh-uh, °ÅÄ£ ³à¼®µé) You fucking with your life boy ³Í ¸ñ¼û °¡Áö°í Àå³Ä¡´Â °Å¾ß (You fucking with your life boy) (³Í ¸ñ¼û °¡Áö°í Àå³Ä¡´Â °Å¾ß) Uhhh, You fucking with your life boy Uhhh, ³Í ¸ñ¼û °¡Áö°í Àå³Ä¡´Â °Å¾ß Uhhh... 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