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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Snoop Dogg]Oh No |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
50 talkin: It's 50 cent & S-N-double O-P 50 Cent¿Í S-N-O-O-P You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me Snoop°úµµ, ³ª¿Íµµ ½Î¿ì´Â °Ç ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê°ÚÁö Chorus (50 cent): Everytime I come around they like "Oh No" ³»°¡ ±Ùó·Î °¥ ¶§¸¶´Ù »ç¶÷µéÀº ¿ÜÃÄ "¿À ¾ÈµÅ" I get to trippin; slap the clip up in my 44 ³ ¸· ³ª°¡; ³» 44±¸°æ¿¡ źâÀ» Áý¾î³Ö°í Shit I been thru in my hood made my heart cold Á¨Àå, °ÔÅä¿¡¼ »ì´Ùº¸´Ï ½ÉÀåÀº Â÷°¡¿öÁ³¾î I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco ¹ÌÄ¡±¤ÀÌó·³ ¸¶±¸ ÃÑÀ» ½î¾Æ´ë No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out) ³» Ä®ÀÌ º¸ÀÌ°Åµç ¾Ö¿øÇÏ´Â °Ç ¼Ò¿ë ¾ø¾î (¼Ò¿ë ¾ø¾î) Motherfuck his lights out (lights out) ±×³ðÀÇ ºÒÀ» ²¨¹ö·Á (²¨¹ö·Á) Here comes Snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No) ¿©±â SnoopÀÌ ¿Â´Ù, uh (¿À Á¨Àå) (¿À ¾ÈµÅ) Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No) ¾È³ç Ä£±¸, ¾È³ç, huh? (¿À ¾ÈµÅ) Snoop: Ricky Ticky Timble, C's is the symbol Ricky Ticky Timble, ½Éº¼Àº C Corduroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up ÄÚ¸£µ§ īŰ ¼ÅÃ÷, Å׵θ® Àå½Ä(?) Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up ³Î ´Ùµë¾îÁÙ ³¯Ä«·Î¿î ¸éµµ³¯ 1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember »ìÀλç°Ç, ¿À ±×·¡, ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ±â¾ïÇϴ±º He's electrifyin & original ±×´Â Àü±â Ãæ°ÝÀ» ÁÖ´Â ¿À¸®Áö³Î So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal Á¤¸» °»½ºÅÍÁö, ¹üÁËÀÚ Snoop Dogg The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut ´Ï°¡ ÁÁ¾ÆÇϱ⠽ȾîÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷, Ŭ·´¿¡¼µµ, ³ë·¡¿¡¼µµ ¸»¾ß Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit ´Ï ¿©ÀÚ¶û ²¸¾È¾ÒÁö, ³ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ½Å°æ ¾È ¾²°Åµç You betta check dat ho, that's what wreckin G ±×°Ç È®ÀÎÇÏ´Â °Ô ÁÁÀ»°Å¾ß, ±×°Ô Áö±Ý »óȲÀÌ¾ß Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin me ÀÌÁ¦ ³Í Á¶¿ëÈ÷ ÇØ, ³¯ üũÇϰí Áö³ª°¥ ¼ø ¾øÀ¸´Ï You'll be respectin me until you leave this room ³Í ÀÌ ¹æÀ» ¶°³¯ ¶§±îÁö ³¯ Á¸°æÇÒ°Å¾ß Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom ¾Æ´Ï¸é ³» ÃÑÀÌ ÆãÇÏ°í ¿ï¸®°í, ÃѾËÀÌ ½µ Áö³ª°¡Áö leave your names on a tomb ´Ï À̸§ÀÌ ¹¦ºñ¿¡ ÀûÇô They pourin out liqour wit no room to consume, you silly buffoon »ç¶÷µéÀº »ª»ªÈ÷ µé¾îÂ÷ ¼úÀ» µû¶ó, ÀÌ ¹Ùº¸ ±¤´ë ³à¼® I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feelin em ³ dz¼±Ã³·³ ³ðµéÀ» ÅͶ߷Á, ´À³¦ÀÌ ¾È ¿Í Walkin in my big blue chucks cause I'm killin em ÆÄ¶õ û¹ÙÁö¸¦ ÀÔ°í °É¾î, ´Ù Á׿©³õÁö Chorus Talkin: Hey whaddup cuz, it's 50 cent; What's happnin nigga? À̺Á ¾È³ç, 50 Cent¾ß; ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀ̾ß? 50 Cent: Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin (Yea) ž´Â ¼ø°£ºÎÅÍ ³ Á׾°í ÀÖ¾ú¾î (±×·¡) Hundred miles an hour pulse flyin wit my eye... an ½Ã¼Ó 100¸¶ÀÏ·Î ½ÉÀåÀº ¶Ù¾î, ´«À» ¶ß°í He who fears fate lives like a coward ¿î¸íÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â ³à¼®Àº °ÌÀïÀÌó·³ »ìÁö You go against me, you'll be devoured ³»°Ô ¸Â¼¸é, ³»°Ô »ïÄÑÁöÁö then you get to poppin, you'll have a change of heart ±×´ÙÀ½ ÅÍÁ®, ¸¶À½ÀÌ ¹Ù²î°Ô µÉ°Å¾ß I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart ´Ï °¡½¿À» µÎ¼¼¹ø °ø°ÝÇÏ¸é ½ÉÀåÀ» ¹Ù²ã¾ß µÉ°Å¾ß Have doc usin donors, dead niggas for spare parts ÀÇ»çµéÀº ±âÁõÀÚ¸¦ ã¾Æ, ½ÃüÀÇ ³²´Â ½ÉÀåÀ» You come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark ³Í ¹Ð°íÀÚÀÇ Æó, Á×Àº ¸¶¾àÁßµ¶ÀÚÀÇ ½ÉÀåÀ» ´Þ°í µ¹¾Æ¿Í Niggas never see the light till it spark ºÒ²ÉÀÌ Æ¢±â±â Àü±îÁø ºûÀ» ¸ø º¸Áö Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark ±×´ÙÀ½ ÇǸ¦ Èê·Á, Â÷°¡¿öÁ®, ´Ù ¾îµÎ¿öÁöÁö you can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets µ¿ÂÊ¿¡¼ ¿Â Áü½ÂÀ̶ó ºÒ·¯µµ ÁÁ¾Æ, ³ ÀÌ °Å¸®ÀÇ ÁÖÀÎ You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me ÃѾËÀ» ¸Ô°Å³ª ³¯ À§ÇØ ÀÏÇϰųª, °áÁ¤ÇØ These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits ÀÌ ·¡ÆÛµéÀº ¹ÌÃÆ¾î, ³» ÀÚºñ¿£ °æ°è°¡ ÀÖ¾î Push Me - a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin ³¯ °Çµå·Á - 100ÀÚ·çÀÇ ±ÇÃÑÀÌ ÀÛµ¿ÇÏÁö Your services are no longer needed; Rock-a-bye baby ³Í ÀÌÁ¦ ´õÀÌ»ó ÇÊ¿ä ¾ø¾î; ¹ÙÀ̹ÙÀÌ Ä£±¸ My bitch'll do it to you with a lil 380 (Yea) ³» ¿©ÀÚ°¡ ³Î 360µµ·Î µ¹·ÁÁÙ°Å¾ß (Yea) Chorus Snoop Dogg: I'm bailin thru the door again ´Ù½Ã ¹®À» ¿°í ³ª°¡ Let the Momo pour again Me & my ho again Momo¸¦ µû¶ó, ³ª¿Í ³» ¿©ÀÚ°¡ ´Ù½Ã ¿Ô¾î Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker ±×·¡ ±×³à´Â ÃÑÀ» ¼û°ÜµÎ°í ÀÖÁö And Imma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us ¿ì¸± µ¤Ä¡°Å³ª °Çµå¸®°Å³ª ²ø°í °¡·Á°í ÇÏ¸é ½ò °Å¾ß It'll crack off, Now back off - real slow ÀÏÀÌ ÅÍÁöÁö, ÀÌÁ¦ ¹°·¯¼ - ¾ÆÁÖ ÃµÃµÈ÷ An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho ¸ð¸£°í ÀÖ³ªº»µ¥, ³ ¿©ÀÚµµ ½î´Âµ¥ ¸Á¼³ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Yea that's my reputation - you test my patience & ±×·¡ ±×°Ô ³» ÆòÆÇ - ³» ÂüÀ»¼ºÀ» ½ÃÇèÇϸé You & your fam - bam - gon hear the blam, blam ³Ê¶û ´Ï °¡Á· - Æã - ÃѼҸ®°¡ µé¸®Áö Goddammit I'm at it again Á¨Àå ³ª ¶Ç Çϰí ÀÖÁö They done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen ¶Ç ±×³âÀ» °¨¿Á¿¡¼ Ç®¾î¹ö·È±º And now he lookin for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect ÀÌÁ¦ ±×´Â ³¯ ¹Ù¶óºÁ - ´ëü ¹¹¾ß - ³» ½Ç·ÂÀº Á¸°æ½É À§¿¡ °®ÃçÁ³¾î Now I'm breathin down your mortherfuckin neck Áö±ÝÀº ´Ï ¸ñ¿¡´Ù°¡ ¼ûÀ» ºÒ¾î³ÖÁö I dumps till my clips is empty źâÀÌ ºô ¶§±îÁö ¸¶±¸ ½÷´ë I'm headin down Willshire to San Vicente Willshire¿¡¼ San Vicente·Î ÇâÇØ And when I get there don't ask who sent me °Å±â µµÂøÇϸé, ´©°¡ ³¯ º¸³Â´ÂÁö ¹¯Áö¸¶ Just take dem shots an drop it like it's hot ±×³É ¼úÀ» ¸¶½Ã°í ¶ß°Å¿î µíÀÌ Èçµé¾î Bitch Nigga °³³â¾Æ Chorus Talkin: Ha-ha-ha Yea Nigga ÇÏÇÏÇÏ, ±×·¡ ÀÓ¸¶ Just when you thought I was gone ³»°¡ ¶°³µ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇßÀ» ±× ŸÀֿ̹¡ Slide back up on you like the wind nigga ´Ù½Ã ¹Ù¶÷ó·³ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ´Ù°¡°¡Áö Hurricane D-O-Double G Ç㸮ÄÉÀÎ D-O-G-G With the G,G,G,G,G, G-unit ±×¸®°í G,G,G,G,G, G-unit |
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