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(hellicopter propeller turning) [Kastro & Napoleon] We goin' all out (aiiiite) ¿ì¸® °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ (ÁÁ¾Ò¾î) We goin' all out (aiiiite) ¿ì¸® °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ (ÁÁ¾Ò¾î) We goin' all out, watch ya muthafuckin mouth niggaz ¿ì¸® °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ºô¾î¸ÔÀ» ÀÔ Á¶½ÉÇØ (that's right, fuck these fag niggaz) (±×·¡ ¸Â¾Æ, °ÔÀÌ »õ³¢µé ´Ù ¿³¸Ô¾î) Do it, Do it, Do it ÇØºÁ, ÇØºÁ, ÇØºÁ [Verse 1] 2Pac Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers Áö¿ÁÀÌµç ¹° ¼ÓÀ̵ç, ÀûµéÀ» ÇлìÇϱâ À§ÇØ ³ª¼ Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' jahovah ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ±æ ÀÒÀº ¿µÈ¥µé, ¿À°¥µ¥ ¾ø¾î, ½ÅÀ» ºÎ¸£Áö Outlaw 'till it's over, brand as my strap ¸¶Áö¸·±îÁö Outlaw, ³» ¹«±â °°Àº ºê·£µå Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man ÄÚºê¶óó·³ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô¾î, ³ ÃëÇÑ »óÅÂ, ¹ÌÄ¡±¤À̴ϱî Whenever sober, on a one man mission Á¦Á¤½ÅÀÏ ¶§¸¶´Ù, 1ÀÎ ¹Ì¼ÇÀ» ¼öÇàÇØ My Ambition to hold up the rap game ³» ¾ß¸ÁÀº ·¦ °ÔÀÓÀ» ÈÖ¾îÀâ´Â °Í While I pluck holes in niggaz like donuts ±×·¯¸é¼ µµ³Óó·³ ³ðµé¿¡°Ô ±¸¸ÛÀ» ¶Õ¾îÁÖ°í And still down to die for all my souljas ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³» ¿ë»çµéÀ» À§ÇØ Á×À½À» °¢¿ÀÇØ Like hillbillies, they don't fear me ¸¶Ä¡ ½Ã°ñ¶ß±âó·³, ±×µéÀº ³¯ °Ì³»Áö ¾Ê¾Æ So refuse bringin' war to the city ±×·¯´Ï µµ½Ã¿¡ ÀüÀïÀ» °¡Á®¿À´Â °Ç °ÅºÎÇÒ°Ô With each breath, Death before Dishonor ¼ûÀ» ½¯ ¶§¸¶´Ù, ºÒ¸í¿¹º¸´Ü Á×À½À» Never let you swallow me, no appologies, your honor Àý´ë ³¯ »ïŰÁö ¸øÇØ, »ç°ú´Â ¾È ÇÒ°Ô, ÀçÆÇÀå A general in war, I'm the first to bomb ÀüÀïÀÇ À屺, ³ª´Â óÀ½À¸·Î Æø¹ßÇÏ´Â Á¸Àç With a squad of trusted killers, quick to move shit heavily armed ¹ÏÀ½Á÷ÇÑ Å³·¯ ÆÀ°ú ÇÔ²², ÁßÀåºñÇÏ°í ºü¸£°Ô ¹°°ÇÀ» ¿Å°Ü I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I question Hussein ³ »ç´ã°ú ºñ½ÁÇØ, °¡²û Hussein¿¡°Ô Áú¹®À» ÇÏÁö Like feinds frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game ¸¶Ä¡ ÁÖ»ç ²ÈÀ» ÇÍÁÙÀ» ã´Â Áßµ¶ÀÚó·³, °ÔÀÓ¿¡ Áßµ¶µÅ I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, watch me ¸ð·¡ ÆøÇ³Ã³·³ ¾À¿¡ ¸ô¾ÆÃÄ, ±×´ÙÀ½ º¯½ÅÇØ, ³¯ ÁöÄѺÁ I take the figga of dirty niggaz, who all got me ³¯ ¾ï´·¶´ø ´õ·¯¿î ³ðµéÀÇ µ·À» »¯¾î While bitches wonderin who shot me °³³âµéÀº ´©°¡ ³¯ ½ú³ª ±Ã±ÝÇØÇÏÁö No love, keep a grudge, shootin sluggs like Muammar Gadaffi »ç¶ûÀº ¾ø¾î, Ç×»ó ¿øÇÑ »Ó, Muammar Gadaffió·³ ÃѾËÀ» ½÷´ë¸ç *Muammar Gaddafi - Muammar al-Gaddafi. 1970³â´ë¿¡ Äíµ¥Å¸¸¦ ÅëÇØ ¾ÆÇÁ¸®Ä« ¸®ºñ¾ÆÀÇ Á¤±ÇÀ» Àâ°í ÅëÄ¡ÇÑ µ¶ÀçÀÚ. Murder my friends, build a new posse ³» Ä£±¸¸¦ Á×À̰í, »õ·Î¿î ÆÀÀ» Á¶Á÷ÇØ We takin' shots at papparazi, go and fly now, nigga like Rocky ¿ì¸° ÆÄÆÄ¶óÂîµµ ½÷, ÀÚ ÀÌÁ¦ ³¯¾Æ°¡, Rocky °°Àº ³à¼® You got a lot of nerve to play me ³¯ °¡Áö°í ³î´Ù´Ï ¹è¯ÀÌ Å©±º Another gay rapper, bustin' caps to Jay-Z (buck buck buck buck buck buck) ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ °ÔÀÌ ·¡ÆÛ, Jay-Z¿¡°Ô ÃÑÀ» ½÷ (Æã Æã Æã Æã Æã Æã) And still avoid capture, While y'all caught up in the rapture ±×·¯¸é¼µµ ÀâÈ÷Áø ¾Ê¾Æ, ³Ê³×µéÀº Á¾¸»¿¡ ÈÖ¸»¸®Áö¸¸ ¸»¾ß Still after me, I'm in Jamacia sippin' Daqueries ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³¯ Âѳª, ³ ÀÚ¸ÞÀÌÄ«¿¡¼ Daqueries¸¦ ¸¶½Ã´Â Áß No Doubt ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÁö We used to havin nothin, then grabbin' somethin' and bustin' ÀÌÀü¿£ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø¾úÁö, ±×·¯´Ù ¹º°¡¸¦ Àâ°í ÅͶ߸®°í Wanted to be the thugg-nigga, that my old man wasn't ³» ¾Æ¹öÁö¿Íµµ ´Ù¸¥ thug°¡ µÇ°í ½Í¾îÇßÁö I came to a field, catchin' cases, litigation ³ ¾à Áßµ¶ÀÚ°¡ µÅ, »ç°ÇÀ» ¹úÀ̰í, ¼Ò¼Û´çÇϰí Niggaz playa-hatin', got me crooked in all 50 states ³ðµéÀº ±×Àú ¹Ì¿öÇØ, 50°³ÀÇ ÁÖ ¿©±âÀú±â¿¡¼ ³¯ ¹ÌÄ¡°Ô ÇÏÁö I'm screamin DEATHROW, throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang ³ DEATHROW¸¦ ¿ÜÃÄ, ¼ºÎ ½ÎÀÎÀ» µé¾î, ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾Æ´ÏÁö We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang ¿ì¸° ÃѾËÀÌ ¿À°¡´Â °÷¿¡¼ ÀÚ¶ó, ÃÑ ½î´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ü°í We claim mob, M.O.B. if you be specific Æøµµ°¡ µÅ, M.O.B. ÀÚ¼¼ÇÏ°Ô ¸»ÇÏÀÚ¸é ¸»ÀÌÁö We control all cash from Atlantic-Pacific ¿ì¸° ´ë¼¾ç¿¡¼ ÅÂÆò¾ç±îÁö ¸ðµç µ·À» °ü¸®ÇØ And get this, I'm hard to kill, when I peel with this live spot À̰Š¾Ë¾ÆµÖ, ³ Á×À̱â Èûµé¾î, ¿±â ³ÑÄ¡´Â Àå¼Ò·Î ³ª¼±´Ù¸é Father, how the hell did I survive, these 5 shots? ¾Æ¹öÁö, ¾î¶»°Ô Á¦°¡ ´Ù¼¸ ¹ßÀÇ ÃѾ˿¡µµ »ì¾Æ³²¾ÒÀ»±î¿ä? Live it up, or give it up, and my demons ½Å³ª°Ô »ì¾Æ, ¾Æ´Ï¸é Æ÷±âÇϵ簡, ³» ¾Ç¸¶µé Late nite, hear them screamin' ´ÊÀº ¹ã, ±×µéÀÇ ºñ¸í¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾î We goin' all out! ¿ì¸° °Åħ ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡! [chorus] EDI We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ±×µéÀÌ ¾²·¯Áú ¶§±îÁö ÆøÅºÀ» ´øÁ® Take them the war route, without a doubt ÀüÀïÀÇ ±æ·Î µ¥·Á°¡, ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ Ball, which means we all ride if it's on ÀüÁøÇØ, Áï ¹º°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ´Þ¸°´Ù´Â °Í Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong °¢ÀÚ ¹®Á¦´Â ¾Ë¾Æ¼ ÇØ°áÇØ, °ÇÏ°Ô ÇØºÁ If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out ¸¸¾à ³¾ ¼¼±ÝÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù¸é, À̺Á °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out Ä£±¸µé°ú ³ë´Â ¸ÓÀú¸®µé, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out ³»ÀÏÀ» º¸°í ½ÍÁö, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out ³» ¾ÕÀÇ Àå¾Ö¹°, ±×³É °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ [Verse 2] Napoleon I'm on my land sled, walkin' through the belly of the beats ³ Áö±Ý ½ä¸Å¸¦ Ÿ, ºñÆ®ÀÇ Á߽ɺΠ¼ÓÀ» °É¾î Feelin' like I'm all out, drunk as can be ³ Áö±Ý °Åħ¾ø¾î, ¿ÏÀü ÃëÇØÀÖÁö It's plain to see, that we mobb niggaz hidin' in bushes º¸¸é µü »·ÇØ, ¿ì¸®µéÀº Áö±Ý Ç®½£ ¼Ó¿¡ ¼û¾îÀÖ´Ù°í Claimin' that they ride rough, but they soft as they cushion °ÅÄ¥°Ô ´Þ¸°´Ù°í ¸»Àº Çϴµ¥, »ç½ÇÀº Äí¼Çó·³ ºÎµå·´Áö They softer than bitches in the worst way, drownin' in blood ÃÖ¾ÇÀÇ ¿©Àڵ麸´Ùµµ ºÎµå·¯¿ö, Çͼӿ¡ Àá±âÁö Outlawz my blood brothers, I'd die for these thuggs Outlawz ÇǸ¦ ³ª´« ÇüÁ¦µé, À̵éÀ» À§ÇØ Á×À» ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾î Say hi to this slug, it's a shame how some niggaz on the westcoast ÀÌ ÃѾ˿¡°Ô ÀλçÇØ, ¼ºÎ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ³ðµé Áß ¸î¸îÀº Was ridin with Pac, but when he died, they went pop Pac°ú ÇÔ²²ÇßÀ½¿¡µµ, ±×°¡ Á×°í ³ª¼±, Àα⸸ ÂѰí ÀÖÁö I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like some westcoast love ³ ´ºÀúÁö¸¦ ÃÖ°í·Î ´ëÇ¥ÇØ, ¸¶Ä¡ ¼ºÎÀÇ »ç¶ûó·³ But after Pac stopped rappin', it ain't no westcoast thug ÇÏÁö¸¸ PacÀÌ ·¦À» ¸ØÃá ÈÄ¿£, ¼ºÎÀÇ thug´Â »ç¶óÁ³Áö Just westcoast what? to my real niggaz stuck in the street game ±×Àú ¼ºÎÀÇ ¹¹? °Å¸®¿¡ ³²¾ÆÀÖ´Â ³» ÁøÂ¥ Ä£±¸µé¿¡°Ô Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins Jay-Z °°Àº ·¡ÆÛµéÀº ÀÚ±â ÇÍÁÙ¿¡ Kool-Aid³ª ³ÖÁö Is it true what I'm sayin'? ³» ¸»ÀÌ ÁøÂ¥Àΰ¡? Slap your soft ass to the floor ´Ï ºÎµå·¯¿î ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ÆÐ´ë±âÃÄ And watch my fo-fo put peek holes through your door ±×¸®°í 44±¸°æÀÌ ´Ï ¹®¿¡ ±¸¸ÛÀ» ¶Õ´Â °É ºÁ I ride or die, but these other fag niggaz be bitin this ³ ´Þ¸®°Å³ª Áװųª, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÀÌ °ÔÀÌ ³ðµéÀº º£³¢±â¸¸ ÇØ It's all from my heart when I was writin' this ³»°¡ ¾²´Â °¡»ç´Â Ç×»ó Áø½ÇÀ» ´ã¾Æ All out °Åħ¾øÁö [chorus] EDI We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ±×µéÀÌ ¾²·¯Áú ¶§±îÁö ÆøÅºÀ» ´øÁ® Take them the war route, without a doubt ÀüÀïÀÇ ±æ·Î µ¥·Á°¡, ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ Ball, which means we all ride if it's on ÀüÁøÇØ, Áï ¹º°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ´Þ¸°´Ù´Â °Í Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong °¢ÀÚ ¹®Á¦´Â ¾Ë¾Æ¼ ÇØ°áÇØ, °ÇÏ°Ô ÇØºÁ If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out ¸¸¾à ³¾ ¼¼±ÝÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù¸é, À̺Á °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out Ä£±¸µé°ú ³ë´Â ¸ÓÀú¸®µé, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out ³»ÀÏÀ» º¸°í ½ÍÁö, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out ³» ¾ÕÀÇ Àå¾Ö¹°, ±×³É °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ [Verse 3] Kastro Now, we all ride, and down to die who wit' us ÀÌÁ¦, ¿ì¸® ¸ðµÎ ´Þ·Á, ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸® ÆíÀ» À§ÇØ Á×À½µµ ºÒ»çÇØ Speak up, or get treated like you comin' to kill us Å©°Ô ¸»ÇØ, ¾È ±×·¯¸é ¿ì¸± Á×ÀÌ·Á´Â ³ðµéó·³ ´ëÁ¢ ¹Þ¾Æ Ain't nothin but sqeallers, in this rap game, swearin' they rough ÀÌ ·¦ °ÔÀÓ¿¡´Â ±×Àú ¹Ð°íÀÚµé »Ó, ´Ù °ÅÄ¥´Ù°í ¸Í¼¼ÄÚ ¸»ÇØ Tattooed up, and now them niggaz swearin' they Pac ¹®½ÅÀ» ¹Ú¾Æ, ÀÌÁ¨ ±×³ðµéÀÌ ÀڱⰡ PacÀÌ·¡ Stop that, and whatch ya back, we ain't forgot 'bout cha ¸ØÃç, ±×¸®°í µîµÚ¸¦ Á¶½ÉÇØ, ³Ê³× ÀØÁö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î These glocks hot, and when shot, it'll bring the bitch up out cha ÀÌ ÃÑÀº ¶ß°Ì°í, ¹ß»çµÇ¸é, ´Ï ¾ÈÀÇ °³³âÀ» ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ²¨³»¹ö¸®°ÚÁö It's me, Kastro with the goattee ³ª¾ß, ¼ö¿°À» ±â¸¥ Kastro Walkin' like a OG, cause all these fag muthafuckas owe me °»½ºÅÍó·³ °É¾î, ´Ù¸¥ °³ÀڽĵéÀº ³»°Ô ºúÀ» Á³¾î I pray to the thug lord, like that muthafuckas holy ³ thug ½Å¿¡°Ô ±âµµÇØ, ±× °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ ¼º½º·´´Ù´Â µíÀÌ Frontline soulja, till the heavens call me ÃÖÀü¼±ÀÇ ¿ë»ç, õ±¹¿¡¼ ³¯ ºÎ¸¦ ¶§±îÁö I go all out, and if you real, you real ³ °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ³Ê Áø½ÇÇÏ´Ù¸é, ³Í Áø½ÇÇÑ °Í Feel what I'm talkin' bout, cause this game is ill ³»°¡ ¸»ÇÏ´Â °É ´À²¸ºÁ, ÀÌ °ÔÀÓÀº ¹ÌÃÆÀ¸´Ï±î I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it ³ ±×´ë·Î »ì¾Æ, ±Ý´ÜÀÇ ¿¸Å, ½÷ºÁ, ±×µéÀÌ ´À³¥ ¶§±îÁö Livin' proof, Pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit' »ì¾ÆÀÖ´Â Áõ°Å, PacÀº ÈĹ踦 ±æ·¯, ±×µéÀº °¨´ç ¸øÇÏÁö Holla back, right back, and watch ya mouth ¼Ò¸®ÃĺÁ, ¹Ù·Î µ¹¾Æ¿Í, ±×¸®°í ÀÔÀ» Á¶½ÉÇØ Or get blood in it, WHAT, we goin' all out ¾Æ´Ô ±× ¾È¿¡ Çǰ¡ Èê·¯, ¹¹, ¿ì¸° °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ Nigga ÀÓ¸¶ [chorus] EDI We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ±×µéÀÌ ¾²·¯Áú ¶§±îÁö ÆøÅºÀ» ´øÁ® Take them the war route, without a doubt ÀüÀïÀÇ ±æ·Î µ¥·Á°¡, ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ Ball, which means we all ride if it's on ÀüÁøÇØ, Áï ¹º°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ´Þ¸°´Ù´Â °Í Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong °¢ÀÚ ¹®Á¦´Â ¾Ë¾Æ¼ ÇØ°áÇØ, °ÇÏ°Ô ÇØºÁ If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out ¸¸¾à ³¾ ¼¼±ÝÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù¸é, À̺Á °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out Ä£±¸µé°ú ³ë´Â ¸ÓÀú¸®µé, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out ³»ÀÏÀ» º¸°í ½ÍÁö, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out ³» ¾ÕÀÇ Àå¾Ö¹°, ±×³É °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡, ±×µéÀÌ ¾²·¯Áú ¶§±îÁö ÆøÅºÀ» ´øÁ® Take them the war route, without a doubt ÀüÀïÀÇ ±æ·Î µ¥·Á°¡, ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ Ball, which means we all ride if it's on ÀüÁøÇØ, Áï ¹º°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ´Þ¸°´Ù´Â °Í Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong °¢ÀÚ ¹®Á¦´Â ¾Ë¾Æ¼ ÇØ°áÇØ, °ÇÏ°Ô ÇØºÁ If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out ¸¸¾à ³¾ ¼¼±ÝÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù¸é, À̺Á °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out Ä£±¸µé°ú ³ë´Â ¸ÓÀú¸®µé, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out ³»ÀÏÀ» º¸°í ½ÍÁö, ´Ù °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out ³» ¾ÕÀÇ Àå¾Ö¹°, ±×³É °Åħ¾øÀÌ ÇØºÁ fool, you better go all out ¹Ùº¸µé¾Æ, ¸ðµÎ °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ keep goin' all out °è¼Ó °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ all my niggaz goin' all out ³» Ä£±¸ ¸ðµÎ °Åħ¾øÀÌ ³ª°¡ without a muthafuckin' doubt ¾Æ¹«·± ÀǽÉÀÇ ¿©Áö ¾øÀÌ [EDI talking] ey, you niggaz just gon think that you gon be uhh, talkin and slippin ey, ³Ê³×µé ¸»ÀÌÁö Ç×»ó, ±×·¸°Ô ÀÌ À½¹Ý Àú À½¹Ý¿¡¼ on all of these muthafuckin' records, and we ain't gon say shit, now it's 1999 ¾ê±âÇÏ°í ºüÁ®³ª°¥ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏÁö, ¿ì¸° ¾Æ¹« ¸» ¾È ÇÒ°Ô, Áö±ÝÀº 1999³â it's a different grind, don't disrespect the Don ÀüÇô ´Ù¸¥ ¼¼»óÀ̾ß, DonÀ» ±òº¸Áö¸¶ |
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