[00:00.000] 作曲 : Marcus Miller/R. Ford/Ray Evans/G. Clinton, Jr./W. Collins[00:00.424] 作词 : Banks, Clinton, Clinton ...[00:00.849]parlayin’[00:01.998]Ant Banks,Goldy[00:08.477]Now, let me take you[00:09.286]Way back to yester-year[00:10.253]'Cause it's best to hear:[00:11.193]Goldy and Banks was tore up[00:12.604]But now we guest-appear[00:13.832]With my homie T-double[00:14.615]Now we trouble[00:15.373]And down with $hort[00:16.548]Always wanted to fold[00:17.384]A Benz and a 'lex to sport[00:18.429]But on the way to the top[00:19.526]They threw a wrench in the game[00:20.754]'Cause niggas snitching my name[00:22.034]And punk bitches be lame[00:23.184]So I bags up[00:24.228]Pins my ears to the street[00:26.005]And finds out niggas and hoes[00:27.598]Don't want Banks having[00:28.356]Nothing to eat[00:28.904]Sh1t[00:29.140]I feel ya Banks:[00:29.766]When they smile in ya face and shake your hand[00:30.759]And wonder when they see ya[00:31.961]Why you ain't' saying, "what's up man?"[00:32.901]Cause I be like strikin'[00:34.207]Trying to get where I gotta be[00:35.278]Goldy got love[00:36.323]Why a busta want to be hot at me?[00:37.499]Buster-A$$'n brown-nosing Douglas[00:39.144]You say you hate it[00:40.451]But you really love it[00:41.339]When I spits it to the public[00:42.566]I rides through the East Side[00:43.690]Thumpin young tee-ramps[00:44.813]Cause we champs[00:45.701]Watch the cars sway[00:46.642]As we parlay[00:47.060][hook][01:04.718]I can't take the heat[01:06.756]So I'm stepping out the kitchen[01:08.010]'Cause these n1gga keep snitchin'[01:09.368]And these hoes keep b1tchin'[01:10.544]Like crabs in a bucket[01:11.667]Trying to hold me back[01:12.973]But I told you that[01:14.018]Ain't no stopping[01:15.455]'Til I'm rolling phat[01:16.630]I think it's too late[01:16.996]'Cause they're all in my koolaide[01:17.571]Talking about if you paid[01:18.354]Who you faded[01:19.164]You running up smiling:[01:20.000]Acting new-made[01:20.757]You want the truth?[01:21.411]I'll tell you "What's up, Doc"[01:22.246]I don't cuts up rock[01:23.187]I bust nuts up cock[01:24.336]B1tch![01:24.989]The Oak Town is burned up[01:25.956]I'm tired of[01:26.635]Watching the next body turn up[01:27.654]Fools is broke and trying to earn up[01:29.247]But now it's real that I'm the one[01:31.076]That jackers looking towards[01:32.095]'Cause I get paid[01:32.800]For the beat, bass, raps and the chords[01:33.793]So now they want put a hole in me[01:34.785]And beat me down[01:36.614]They didn't give a fxck when I was hurting[01:38.521]Get me now![01:39.278]I'll be damned if I lose my ghetto pass[01:40.872]Fxck driving through the Town[01:43.014]With the pedal smashed[01:44.137]I ride in the north[01:44.947]And the west side[01:46.018]But live in the middle-east[01:46.593]I makes mail[01:47.298]Takes hoes to hotels[01:48.238]For a little peace[01:48.604]I like to kick it, I'm a kid at heart[01:50.067]Where did it start[01:50.746]Where you can't ride and side[01:51.791]Without being called a "mark"?[01:52.862]So why can't I ride my old-school[01:54.377]With the silver beam and the shift-kit?[01:55.735]So me and him can get lit?[01:56.859]I wanna be at a light and ask a fool[01:59.628]"you wanted one?"[02:00.281]When the light turns green[02:01.038]I hit first, second, third and gun 'em[02:02.475]I like to hit the intersection doing doe-nuts[02:04.643]'Til my tires go out-- hittin' corners[02:05.296]But fxck an old-school[02:06.080]Why can't I drive a Lexus or a Mercedes?[02:10.834]Hoes wouldn't jock if they were ladies[02:11.905]You're putting too much on the life of luxury[02:14.152]Now I gotta go under like the thugs and Gs[02:16.555]Why can't we kick it our way[02:18.932]With jewels, houses, cars, broads, homies[02:20.526]And Parlay?[02:21.571][hook][02:49.313]This is nineteen nine four[02:50.619]Because I got none for[02:51.455]One hoe[02:52.212]And partner what you[02:53.492]Want to show yo[02:53.962]Gun fo?[02:54.615]I gots to vest-up[02:55.451]And ride with a thang[02:56.392]'Cause if they catch me in the crossfire[02:57.515]Fools is catching blood stains[02:58.926]You think you got a stripe[02:59.997]For knocking one of my old broads[03:01.068]Laying up pillow-talking about me?[03:02.661]I gotta phone call[03:03.837]Heard you started player-hating the Dangerous Crew:[03:05.665]Said we ain't shit, we all broke[03:07.442]And the thangs you knew[03:08.486]Take something off, fool![03:09.505]You acting like we G'd yo momma[03:10.681]You don't know me. Get to know me[03:11.908]Don't proceed with drama[03:13.215]B1tches be talking like parrots[03:14.442]14 karats of Goldy[03:15.513]You never saw me[03:16.454]You never know me[03:17.055]'Cause you only blow me[03:18.629]Put your head in my lap[03:19.857]I got you dead in my trap[03:20.006]'Cause you ain't feeling what I'm feelin'[03:21.469]And what I said in my rap[03:22.645]I want to saddle up[03:23.794]And get behind that ass you got[03:24.656]Say "Good Day" and blast off[03:26.250]Like an astronaut[03:27.190]And let you gossip[03:28.209]While I sip[03:28.914]Hendu, Cahlua and Bailey's Cream[03:29.959]And wonder why you say these things[03:31.971]Gary Payton got jacked for his 'lex, man[03:34.139]He earned that. Let him sport it like the next man[03:36.751]They didn't want to see us come from rags to riches[03:38.527]They got jealous and turned straight fags and snitches[03:41.192]We got love for the Town that we came from[03:48.349]Got our game from[03:49.342]But we can't beat the same drum[03:50.857]So if you don't see us riding like we used to ride[03:52.816]Don't trip because we ain't local-- now we nationwide[03:55.428]We just want to live a player lifestyle[03:57.257]With new hoes, a new houses[03:59.713]Fxck a wife now[04:00.418]We still kicks it in the town the hard way[04:02.429]But in Atlanta, G.A[04:03.971]We likes to parlay