作词 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
作曲 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
It's a Hell Up in Harlem, **** it, another day
Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers
Pull the collars, make em sit for the Godfather
Then I holler, to Justin my son, run the water
For the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour
Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicos
And the navajos, it's just the way this player knows
Anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
What is this? Three niggas dressed in black
Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
Put my finger on the trigger
Then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family
Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased?
Now she got beef with them bitches up the street
All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
That's why n*ggas wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gibbs
Before they draw, n*ggas threw me to the floor
Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
They wanna rip my arms out the socket, ****in heathens
Love to see a n*gga stop breathin
I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
G'night Bone
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
Watching my life go down, like Christion
Listen hear them niggas rang, shotguns and Mac millis
Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
They just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
Blowin niggas holes sizes of door knockers
Three headed for my chest straight, the other two
Came a little late, and just barely missed my face
I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
And own the world, bone all the girlie girls
That's when I finally figured out
That's that n*gga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
No more confessions only suggestions
I think Sam set me up, cause them niggas squeezed up
From the rear, and Sam was the only n*gga there
Then they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin them
Niggas didn't even get to peep
Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the heat
Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
Once the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
They fled, and they waved, hot lead
If I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed
Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
Of gangsta niggas I see ghosts of gangsta figures
I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
Washin dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
[00:10.802]It's a Hell Up in Harlem, **** it, another day
[00:14.067]Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers
[00:17.254]Pull the collars, make em sit for the Godfather
[00:20.232]Then I holler, to Justin my son, run the water
[00:23.080]For the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
[00:26.972]Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour
[00:29.924]Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicos
[00:32.431]And the navajos, it's just the way this player knows
[00:34.495]Anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
[00:37.996]Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
[00:40.007]Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
[00:43.272]He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
[00:46.302]What is this? Three niggas dressed in black
[00:48.862]Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
[00:51.997]One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
[00:54.583]Put my finger on the trigger
[00:56.124]Then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
[00:57.953]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:00.827]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[01:03.099]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[01:06.260]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:09.473]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:12.425]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[01:14.619]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[01:18.250]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:21.463]I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family
[01:24.102]Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
[01:27.027]Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
[01:29.927]How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased?
[01:32.539]Now she got beef with them bitches up the street
[01:35.230]All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
[01:38.312]She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
[01:41.160]On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
[01:44.399]That's why n*ggas wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
[01:48.030]Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gibbs
[01:49.989]Before they draw, n*ggas threw me to the floor
[01:52.993]Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
[01:55.893]They wanna rip my arms out the socket, ****in heathens
[01:59.080]Love to see a n*gga stop breathin
[02:01.404]I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
[02:04.382]Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
[02:06.681]G'night Bone
[02:07.700]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:10.521]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[02:13.003]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[02:16.164]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:19.116]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:21.989]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[02:24.549]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[02:27.840]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:30.270]Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
[02:33.248]Watching my life go down, like Christion
[02:35.886]Listen hear them niggas rang, shotguns and Mac millis
[02:39.308]Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
[02:42.260]And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
[02:44.846]Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
[02:47.406]They just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
[02:50.907]Blowin niggas holes sizes of door knockers
[02:54.015]Three headed for my chest straight, the other two
[02:56.653]Came a little late, and just barely missed my face
[02:59.736]I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
[03:02.427]One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
[03:05.326]shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
[03:09.427]And own the world, bone all the girlie girls
[03:12.640]That's when I finally figured out
[03:14.286]That's that n*gga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
[03:17.003]And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
[03:20.007]No more confessions only suggestions
[03:22.776]I think Sam set me up, cause them niggas squeezed up
[03:26.511]From the rear, and Sam was the only n*gga there
[03:28.732]Then they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
[03:32.441]Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin them
[03:35.498]Niggas didn't even get to peep
[03:37.326]Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the heat
[03:40.382]Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
[03:42.916]Once the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
[03:45.999]They fled, and they waved, hot lead
[03:48.820]If I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed
[03:52.007]Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
[03:54.489]Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
[03:57.493]We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
[04:00.601]Of gangsta niggas I see ghosts of gangsta figures
[04:03.631]I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
[04:06.165]Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
[04:09.196]Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
[04:12.330]Washin dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
[04:15.204]I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
[04:17.894]Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
[04:20.820]That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
[04:24.007]That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
[04:26.880]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:29.884]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[04:32.079]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[04:35.579]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:38.505]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:41.483]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[04:43.834]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[04:47.256]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
作词 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
作曲 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
It's a Hell Up in Harlem, **** it, another day
Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers
Pull the collars, make em sit for the Godfather
Then I holler, to Justin my son, run the water
For the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour
Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicos
And the navajos, it's just the way this player knows
Anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
What is this? Three niggas dressed in black
Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
Put my finger on the trigger
Then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family
Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased?
Now she got beef with them bitches up the street
All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
That's why n*ggas wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gibbs
Before they draw, n*ggas threw me to the floor
Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
They wanna rip my arms out the socket, ****in heathens
Love to see a n*gga stop breathin
I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
G'night Bone
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
Watching my life go down, like Christion
Listen hear them niggas rang, shotguns and Mac millis
Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
They just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
Blowin niggas holes sizes of door knockers
Three headed for my chest straight, the other two
Came a little late, and just barely missed my face
I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
And own the world, bone all the girlie girls
That's when I finally figured out
That's that n*gga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
No more confessions only suggestions
I think Sam set me up, cause them niggas squeezed up
From the rear, and Sam was the only n*gga there
Then they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin them
Niggas didn't even get to peep
Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the heat
Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
Once the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
They fled, and they waved, hot lead
If I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed
Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
Of gangsta niggas I see ghosts of gangsta figures
I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
Washin dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kimberly Jones/Nashiem Myrick/Ron Lawrence/Sean Combs
[00:10.802]It's a Hell Up in Harlem, **** it, another day
[00:14.067]Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers
[00:17.254]Pull the collars, make em sit for the Godfather
[00:20.232]Then I holler, to Justin my son, run the water
[00:23.080]For the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
[00:26.972]Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour
[00:29.924]Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicos
[00:32.431]And the navajos, it's just the way this player knows
[00:34.495]Anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
[00:37.996]Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
[00:40.007]Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
[00:43.272]He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
[00:46.302]What is this? Three niggas dressed in black
[00:48.862]Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
[00:51.997]One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
[00:54.583]Put my finger on the trigger
[00:56.124]Then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
[00:57.953]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:00.827]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[01:03.099]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[01:06.260]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:09.473]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:12.425]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[01:14.619]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[01:18.250]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[01:21.463]I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family
[01:24.102]Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
[01:27.027]Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
[01:29.927]How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased?
[01:32.539]Now she got beef with them bitches up the street
[01:35.230]All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
[01:38.312]She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
[01:41.160]On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
[01:44.399]That's why n*ggas wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
[01:48.030]Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gibbs
[01:49.989]Before they draw, n*ggas threw me to the floor
[01:52.993]Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
[01:55.893]They wanna rip my arms out the socket, ****in heathens
[01:59.080]Love to see a n*gga stop breathin
[02:01.404]I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
[02:04.382]Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
[02:06.681]G'night Bone
[02:07.700]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:10.521]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[02:13.003]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[02:16.164]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:19.116]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:21.989]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[02:24.549]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[02:27.840]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[02:30.270]Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
[02:33.248]Watching my life go down, like Christion
[02:35.886]Listen hear them niggas rang, shotguns and Mac millis
[02:39.308]Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
[02:42.260]And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
[02:44.846]Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
[02:47.406]They just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
[02:50.907]Blowin niggas holes sizes of door knockers
[02:54.015]Three headed for my chest straight, the other two
[02:56.653]Came a little late, and just barely missed my face
[02:59.736]I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
[03:02.427]One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
[03:05.326]shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
[03:09.427]And own the world, bone all the girlie girls
[03:12.640]That's when I finally figured out
[03:14.286]That's that n*gga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
[03:17.003]And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
[03:20.007]No more confessions only suggestions
[03:22.776]I think Sam set me up, cause them niggas squeezed up
[03:26.511]From the rear, and Sam was the only n*gga there
[03:28.732]Then they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
[03:32.441]Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin them
[03:35.498]Niggas didn't even get to peep
[03:37.326]Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the heat
[03:40.382]Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
[03:42.916]Once the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
[03:45.999]They fled, and they waved, hot lead
[03:48.820]If I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed
[03:52.007]Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
[03:54.489]Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
[03:57.493]We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
[04:00.601]Of gangsta niggas I see ghosts of gangsta figures
[04:03.631]I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
[04:06.165]Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
[04:09.196]Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
[04:12.330]Washin dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
[04:15.204]I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
[04:17.894]Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
[04:20.820]That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
[04:24.007]That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
[04:26.880]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:29.884]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[04:32.079]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[04:35.579]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:38.505]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
[04:41.483]Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
[04:43.834]You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow
[04:47.256]Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go