Lirik Lagu 100 Guns - Boogie Down Productions
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("One... two... three... four...")
[KRS-One singing: to the tune of 'Ebony and Ivory']KRS and Melodie... live together with D-Nice, and HarmonySide by side with Rebecca, D-Square, SidneyB...D...P...!("One... two... three... four...") Yes!
Chorus: KRS-One
I got a hundred gun two hundred clipsGoin to New York, New YorkI got a hundred gun two hundred clipsGoin to New York, New York
Verse One: KRS-One
Well, I'm drivin my car, cross countryWith a hundred guns and about six GMe drivin through a town, me see two copsThey lookin at me funny like they really want stopMe just turn my head, and gwan on me wayPut hip-hop ina de tape and press playMe get one block and me hear "Pull ov-ah"The guns are in the trunk, with a thin cov-ahThey ax me for ID, driver's license preferMe ax them "Was I breakin any law, officer?"They said "Oh yes, you passed county lineNiggers in these here parts now is a crime"I said "Is that so?", and cocked back me nineBust two shots, ina the bwoy head topHis knees just-a-buckle, and his body-a-dropMe put the car in drive, and me did not stopWhen I get to New York, I'm gonna set up shopBwoy!
Chorus
("One... two... three... four...")
Verse Two: KRS-One
Me in a hotel, off ninety-five NorthEverything's fine, and yes me on courseMe walk to a bathroom, take a lickle leakBut right out the window, I can hear the cops speak"We have the place surrounded we're about to move in"That's when I pick up my nine and just beginPUMP PUMP PUMP! First copper hit the groundPUMP PUMP PUMP! Second copper go downMe jump out the window, tryin not to make a soundMe run to the car, gunfire all aroundI start up the engine, bust the barricadeAll because illegally I want to get paidPUMP PUMP PUMP! There goes my tireMe spun out of control, the car caught on fireMe jump out the car, put me hands in the airCops just surrounding me with pistols everywhereThey put me in the backseat of their car handcuffedPushed out them chests like they're big rough and toughA cop come and said "You'll never sell your guns now"I said "It doesn't matter, YOU'LL sell them anyhowYou take the guns from me, you sell them for a feeAnyway you put it, they'll get in the city"Hahaha... so still
Chorus 2X
FIYAH!!
[KRS-One singing: to the tune of 'Ebony and Ivory']KRS and Melodie... live together with D-Nice, and HarmonySide by side with Rebecca, D-Square, SidneyB...D...P...!("One... two... three... four...") Yes!
Chorus: KRS-One
I got a hundred gun two hundred clipsGoin to New York, New YorkI got a hundred gun two hundred clipsGoin to New York, New York
Verse One: KRS-One
Well, I'm drivin my car, cross countryWith a hundred guns and about six GMe drivin through a town, me see two copsThey lookin at me funny like they really want stopMe just turn my head, and gwan on me wayPut hip-hop ina de tape and press playMe get one block and me hear "Pull ov-ah"The guns are in the trunk, with a thin cov-ahThey ax me for ID, driver's license preferMe ax them "Was I breakin any law, officer?"They said "Oh yes, you passed county lineNiggers in these here parts now is a crime"I said "Is that so?", and cocked back me nineBust two shots, ina the bwoy head topHis knees just-a-buckle, and his body-a-dropMe put the car in drive, and me did not stopWhen I get to New York, I'm gonna set up shopBwoy!
Chorus
("One... two... three... four...")
Verse Two: KRS-One
Me in a hotel, off ninety-five NorthEverything's fine, and yes me on courseMe walk to a bathroom, take a lickle leakBut right out the window, I can hear the cops speak"We have the place surrounded we're about to move in"That's when I pick up my nine and just beginPUMP PUMP PUMP! First copper hit the groundPUMP PUMP PUMP! Second copper go downMe jump out the window, tryin not to make a soundMe run to the car, gunfire all aroundI start up the engine, bust the barricadeAll because illegally I want to get paidPUMP PUMP PUMP! There goes my tireMe spun out of control, the car caught on fireMe jump out the car, put me hands in the airCops just surrounding me with pistols everywhereThey put me in the backseat of their car handcuffedPushed out them chests like they're big rough and toughA cop come and said "You'll never sell your guns now"I said "It doesn't matter, YOU'LL sell them anyhowYou take the guns from me, you sell them for a feeAnyway you put it, they'll get in the city"Hahaha... so still
Chorus 2X
FIYAH!!
