CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Built for This (Remix)
I'm built for it n***a, yo straight check me out n***a
Sort of like Malcolm at the Audubon
They coming for me, my time is money, no Audemar
See bar-for-bar, I keep it pushing no R&R
No foreign broads and no promotion for foreign cars
The game is ours, let?s keep it funky who said he was
Like Staten Island, Italians bleed spaghetti sauce
If y'all ain't shaking or stacking than y'all already lost
Already cross the light, Christ I'm ready for em
Plus anybody that saying no, I?m taking numbers
I?m taking names, I?ll take your chain take this hunger
Pain, pain, pain
Then you feel the thunder and rain I don?t talk it like the rainbow
I get it done and the game y?all
Do me a favor, don?t ever play with my ball
Never been a player-hater I just ain't playing with y'all
You watching lame but look I?m taking the charge
Going hard will get you two shots now I?m facing the charge
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
Now, ever since a n***a was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary
Still ballin', ridin' on these n***as ?cause they lame
In a '61 Chevy, still heavy in this game
Can you feel me? Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug n***a
Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n***a, then we first to bomb, bust
On these b*t*h-made n***as, hit 'em up
Westside! Ain't nobody loved me as a broke n***a
Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke n***as
I love my females strapped, then f**k her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at
Ridin', pa**ed by while these n***as wondered why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, n***a, tears shed
For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead; a n***a still ballin'
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
The world is mine n***a get back
Don't mess with my stack the gauge is racked
About to drop the bomb I'm the west coast don
Big fish in a small pond
Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold they breath. They want to miss me when I'm tipsy
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring
We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we f**k her up
Bow down before I make a phone call
Got 25 n***as running up on y'all
For the cheese we want them keys
Everybody freeze on your knees, b*** naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart
N***a rewind my part fool and....(Bow Down)
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page
Shot to death
Bullets to the head
N***as holla out my name
And its similar to way
Mothaf**kas know I'm comin
So they runnin to they graves
Watch
Swoop down with my n***a from the Pound
Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
Of sand drop from the hourgla**
It's how much time I got left on this planet
Some motherf**ker's gotta die!
I'm an evil motherf**ker ready to tear sh*t up
I'm gonna put these things on you, and never let up
See, my momma...she was wrong when I was born
That a n***a like E should'a never been born
Too late, big mistake in '72
It's '92, now the year of code blue
15 hours, 11 minutes, 30 seconds
I'm a motherf**kin' wreck
Gonna pay back n***as who did me wrong in the past
My days ain't long
I'm comin' strong and fast
Lock up 8 n***s, kill up 10 pigs
Innocent and f**kers are also dying, too
Now what else can I do?
F**k, f**k, f**k and plant my seeds
Leavin' kids in this world like me
The lunatic psycho mutherf**ka Eazy-E
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
When you forge a weapon, you need three things;
The right metal, temperatures over fourteen hundred degrees, and someone who wants to kill (kill, kill)
Here in jungle village, we got all three
All my n***as on the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
All my n***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
N***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
All my n***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
Ha ha ha, yeah n***a, Outlawz yeah, Thug Life
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, energy makes plenty of enemies, you feel me?
Sort of like Malcolm at the Audubon
They coming for me, my time is money, no Audemar
See bar-for-bar, I keep it pushing no R&R
No foreign broads and no promotion for foreign cars
The game is ours, let?s keep it funky who said he was
Like Staten Island, Italians bleed spaghetti sauce
If y'all ain't shaking or stacking than y'all already lost
Already cross the light, Christ I'm ready for em
Plus anybody that saying no, I?m taking numbers
I?m taking names, I?ll take your chain take this hunger
Pain, pain, pain
Then you feel the thunder and rain I don?t talk it like the rainbow
I get it done and the game y?all
Do me a favor, don?t ever play with my ball
Never been a player-hater I just ain't playing with y'all
You watching lame but look I?m taking the charge
Going hard will get you two shots now I?m facing the charge
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
Now, ever since a n***a was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary
Still ballin', ridin' on these n***as ?cause they lame
In a '61 Chevy, still heavy in this game
Can you feel me? Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug n***a
Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, n***a, then we first to bomb, bust
On these b*t*h-made n***as, hit 'em up
Westside! Ain't nobody loved me as a broke n***a
Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke n***as
I love my females strapped, then f**k her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at
Ridin', pa**ed by while these n***as wondered why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, n***a, tears shed
For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead; a n***a still ballin'
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
The world is mine n***a get back
Don't mess with my stack the gauge is racked
About to drop the bomb I'm the west coast don
Big fish in a small pond
Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook
But I shook they worm and they hook
Guppies hold they breath. They want to miss me when I'm tipsy
Running everything west of the Mississippi
Its the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring
We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we f**k her up
Bow down before I make a phone call
Got 25 n***as running up on y'all
For the cheese we want them keys
Everybody freeze on your knees, b*** naked please
Before any of you guppies get heart
N***a rewind my part fool and....(Bow Down)
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page
Shot to death
Bullets to the head
N***as holla out my name
And its similar to way
Mothaf**kas know I'm comin
So they runnin to they graves
Watch
Swoop down with my n***a from the Pound
Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
Of sand drop from the hourgla**
It's how much time I got left on this planet
Some motherf**ker's gotta die!
I'm an evil motherf**ker ready to tear sh*t up
I'm gonna put these things on you, and never let up
See, my momma...she was wrong when I was born
That a n***a like E should'a never been born
Too late, big mistake in '72
It's '92, now the year of code blue
15 hours, 11 minutes, 30 seconds
I'm a motherf**kin' wreck
Gonna pay back n***as who did me wrong in the past
My days ain't long
I'm comin' strong and fast
Lock up 8 n***s, kill up 10 pigs
Innocent and f**kers are also dying, too
Now what else can I do?
F**k, f**k, f**k and plant my seeds
Leavin' kids in this world like me
The lunatic psycho mutherf**ka Eazy-E
Fire up the la let?s go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let em slide
But if you?re built for this sh*t then you might survive
Guess I?ll see you when you wake up on the other side
When you forge a weapon, you need three things;
The right metal, temperatures over fourteen hundred degrees, and someone who wants to kill (kill, kill)
Here in jungle village, we got all three
All my n***as on the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
All my n***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
N***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
All my n***as from the eastside, rock the night
All my n***as from the westside, rock the night
Ha ha ha, yeah n***a, Outlawz yeah, Thug Life
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, energy makes plenty of enemies, you feel me?
