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D.T.D - Masta Killa
"Do that dance, grown up" - sample repeated throughout the song
Turn my microphone up a little high..
Yeah.. yeah, yeah, look, party people gath-
Party people gather round
(Do that dance, grown up, do that grown up, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah, yeah
Do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up
Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo)
(Masta Killa)
Party people gather round, watch the God get down
The sound's so rugged, measure the erection
It's raw when I'm sexin' your brain
Cherry cream gleen leather seats, lean
Goose in the canteen, dutch leaf green
Block of the chocolates, ship a mil', box it
Moms and pops it, plan to be seventy five, live and kicking
Jewels drip in the heat --
(Raekwon)
Radioactive, roll that accurate, what?
Roll that backward, flow went back
I stand as a man, the game plan repped your name
The greatest Fam, we play in the sand
Me and Irief, Killa gangsta thieves
Gangsta beats, civilize, great men don't make beliefs
Haagan-Daaz, shake the streets
I'm *******d down, and I got a fire to stretch my eats
West to East, South to North, best, the beats
Rest is tef', the Chef defeats
Order this piece -- yo..
Niggaz who ain't real, they real when they call the police, my brothers
Watch the slang, lots of lame, pop your frame
And drop your dame, and chop your name
We locked the game, '89 niggaz with oxxes on
In front of the building with the same thing
Uh-- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get your uh-uh-uh-uh
And... (do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up)
Look, look, huh, look, huh, party people gath-
Party people gather round
(Do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up)
(Masta Killa)
Party people gather round, watch the God get down
The sound's so rugged, measure the erection
It's raw when I'm sexin' your brain
Cherry cream gleen leather seats, lean
Goose in the canteen, dutch leaf green
Block of the chocolates, ship a mil', box it
Moms and pops it, plan to be seventy five, live and kicking
Jewels drip in the heat, ribbon with a young sweet
Something in the passenger seat, ivory queen
Beat got the Old Man feeling twenty three
Power-U fat as a peach, I'm Chief Jay Strongbow
From the east, come due *****, what a beautiful squall
Through the Cartier tints, I seen her from afar
She in her mink trench in her panty and bra
Smooth in silk, naturally built, soy milk breast
Gas at the 'hess, split it to the rest
Undress ya'll, and you don't stop, come on!
Do that dance, grown up (come on)
Do that dance, grown up
(Ghostface Killah)
Yo, I got muscles in my index finger, even my mirror is diesel
To scope two, so I could read you
Without a jack, there, I'm still hittin' up people
You were starvin' for beef, I had to feed you
It's funny how Toney got a lot of sons around
Nice dirty crib, with a lot of guns around
Layin' up in Cheetah's, chillin'
Treatin' niggaz like cavities, lead rocks'll be in your filling
Bosses, C.E.O.'s, head niggaz in charge'll get whacked
Actors, even down to the stars, you'll get clapped
Skip back, I'm not a b******t rapper
My gun really do go off like that
This is Ghost, high post, get your pot roast coked
When the glock burst, it's all about clockwork
F**k around, and go to hell with a hot shirt
I don't go to Chinatown for my fireworks
I go to Aakmei, test him for a bomb, first
Make sure he ain't lyin', tell on me, his eye'll squirt
Ghost Deini is real, me and Killa'll peel
Your cap back, and deliver the mil'
Niggaz be pullin' out, but they don't use 'em
Big giant joints, they stat and lose 'em
The big yellow, this sh*t'll push your crew in
Look you dead in your face, like "What ya'll doing?"
Ain't killin' nothin', so stop pursuing
F**kin' with my click, you'll just get ruined
Blowin' the weight, like breeze did brewing
By the way, who the f**k, let ya'll fools in?
- 1 Masta Killa、ghostface、Raekwon
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[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:03.10]D.T.D - Masta Killa
[00:03.33]"Do that dance, grown up" - sample repeated throughout the song
[00:07.29]Turn my microphone up a little high..
[00:11.48]Yeah.. yeah, yeah, look, party people gath-
[00:14.46]Party people gather round
[00:17.80](Do that dance, grown up, do that grown up, yeah
[00:22.21]Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah, yeah
[00:22.91]Do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up
[00:28.06]Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo)
[00:28.48](Masta Killa)
[00:28.61]Party people gather round, watch the God get down
[00:31.14]The sound's so rugged, measure the erection
[00:33.57]It's raw when I'm sexin' your brain
[00:35.42]Cherry cream gleen leather seats, lean
[00:37.28]Goose in the canteen, dutch leaf green
[00:39.75]Block of the chocolates, ship a mil', box it
[00:42.08]Moms and pops it, plan to be seventy five, live and kicking
[00:45.38]Jewels drip in the heat --
[00:47.70](Raekwon)
[00:48.38]Radioactive, roll that accurate, what?
[00:50.80]Roll that backward, flow went back
[00:52.51]I stand as a man, the game plan repped your name
[00:55.50]The greatest Fam, we play in the sand
[00:57.42]Me and Irief, Killa gangsta thieves
[00:59.47]Gangsta beats, civilize, great men don't make beliefs
[01:03.07]Haagan-Daaz, shake the streets
[01:04.45]I'm *******d down, and I got a fire to stretch my eats
[01:07.58]West to East, South to North, best, the beats
[01:10.05]Rest is tef', the Chef defeats
[01:11.90]Order this piece -- yo..
[01:13.85]Niggaz who ain't real, they real when they call the police, my brothers
[01:17.19]Watch the slang, lots of lame, pop your frame
[01:19.57]And drop your dame, and chop your name
[01:21.81]We locked the game, '89 niggaz with oxxes on
[01:24.75]In front of the building with the same thing
[01:28.32]Uh-- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get your uh-uh-uh-uh
[01:31.29]And... (do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up)
[01:36.38]Look, look, huh, look, huh, party people gath-
[01:40.62]Party people gather round
[01:41.87](Do that dance, grown up, do that dance, grown up)
[01:45.30](Masta Killa)
[01:45.41]Party people gather round, watch the God get down
[01:47.98]The sound's so rugged, measure the erection
[01:50.43]It's raw when I'm sexin' your brain
[01:51.97]Cherry cream gleen leather seats, lean
[01:54.19]Goose in the canteen, dutch leaf green
[01:56.58]Block of the chocolates, ship a mil', box it
[01:58.90]Moms and pops it, plan to be seventy five, live and kicking
[02:02.18]Jewels drip in the heat, ribbon with a young sweet
[02:04.84]Something in the passenger seat, ivory queen
[02:07.34]Beat got the Old Man feeling twenty three
[02:09.72]Power-U fat as a peach, I'm Chief Jay Strongbow
[02:12.40]From the east, come due *****, what a beautiful squall
[02:15.50]Through the Cartier tints, I seen her from afar
[02:18.00]She in her mink trench in her panty and bra
[02:20.42]Smooth in silk, naturally built, soy milk breast
[02:24.08]Gas at the 'hess, split it to the rest
[02:26.29]Undress ya'll, and you don't stop, come on!
[02:29.66]Do that dance, grown up (come on)
[02:31.87]Do that dance, grown up
[02:33.38](Ghostface Killah)
[02:33.63]Yo, I got muscles in my index finger, even my mirror is diesel
[02:36.60]To scope two, so I could read you
[02:38.38]Without a jack, there, I'm still hittin' up people
[02:40.87]You were starvin' for beef, I had to feed you
[02:43.18]It's funny how Toney got a lot of sons around
[02:45.70]Nice dirty crib, with a lot of guns around
[02:48.12]Layin' up in Cheetah's, chillin'
[02:49.57]Treatin' niggaz like cavities, lead rocks'll be in your filling
[02:52.87]Bosses, C.E.O.'s, head niggaz in charge'll get whacked
[02:55.93]Actors, even down to the stars, you'll get clapped
[02:58.50]Skip back, I'm not a b******t rapper
[03:00.33]My gun really do go off like that
[03:02.21]This is Ghost, high post, get your pot roast coked
[03:05.18]When the glock burst, it's all about clockwork
[03:07.34]F**k around, and go to hell with a hot shirt
[03:10.01]I don't go to Chinatown for my fireworks
[03:12.31]I go to Aakmei, test him for a bomb, first
[03:14.68]Make sure he ain't lyin', tell on me, his eye'll squirt
[03:17.18]Ghost Deini is real, me and Killa'll peel
[03:19.46]Your cap back, and deliver the mil'
[03:21.74]Niggaz be pullin' out, but they don't use 'em
[03:24.16]Big giant joints, they stat and lose 'em
[03:26.44]The big yellow, this sh*t'll push your crew in
[03:28.90]Look you dead in your face, like "What ya'll doing?"
[03:31.32]Ain't killin' nothin', so stop pursuing
[03:33.44]F**kin' with my click, you'll just get ruined
[03:36.28]Blowin' the weight, like breeze did brewing
[03:38.22]By the way, who the f**k, let ya'll fools in?
