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Ore-Ore-O

演唱者:Ali

专辑:Heavy Starch

    作词 : Jason \"Jay E\" Epperson/Ali Kenyatta Jones

    作曲 : Jason \"Jay E\" Epperson/Ali Kenyatta Jones

    (Ali) C'mon, oooooooooooooooooooh, no, yo (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)

    Hey, uh, it's

    Lee I'm amazin', original

    Asian Lime blazin' hatin'll get you nowhere, but get me

    Hotter than

    Cajun, spontaneous combustion

    My temperature's raisin', ***** for days and days

    Minutes I was just

    I been waitin'

    From a shine, to reduce your regrimes

    Dimes to raisins, you talkin'

    Me? Naw naw player

    I'm sparklin'

    Straight up parkin', hoppin' out with a

    Eagle barkin' (Pop pop)

    Money, my car chop chop

    Hot spot for the jewels, man

    I'm keepin' the

    Glock You might get popped,

    I'm good ain't no duckin' the dot 2000 number

    J truck mansion and yacht (Ooooh!)

    I say like uh uh (Ooooh!)

    I say like uh uh

    Should let you know,

    I'ma bring it really raw

    It be like pat-b-b-b-b-b pat-b-b-b-b-b really raw

    Come again now (Chorus: Ali)

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you real, let me hear you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you all about your paper then you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you real, let me hear you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us) (Ali)

    I need a trillion dollars for every breath

    I take For heaven's sake, just to keep righteous food on my plate

    And I'm gon' get it, whether it be rap-rockin' if not

    It's back to crack-poppin' out the back of the barbershop

    No holds barred, back streets to boulevards

    Gain way, throwin' house parties in the

    PJ's Cars square village, love joy lane

    Buddha 88 man it's still the same

    I can't complain,

    I know ****** that lost they brain

    Got they chest removed, straight vestibules

    Don't test a fool, who ain't got **** to lose

    That ain't cool, now he gotta rep off of you

    That's why

    I stay to myself, stay alive and teach

    Puff that oohwee and keep the snub-nose in reach

    I ain't a thug, so *****

    I ain't gon' start that now

    I'm Mr. ***** that kept work and carried the four pound (Chorus: Ali) (Ali)

    You want to feel made?

    Roll with me for a day

    Excursion weight, absolutely splurgin' way

    Okay first, my team a hundred deep at least

    Respected highly on the street

    Cause we don't start no beef, in the club

    Murphy suede, human grenade

    And some handmade, hide the haze

    Behind the

    Cartier Rolls tinted

    E'er word

    I speak I'm in it

    Hip hop; we in it, from now until infinite

    We like ten foster kids bringin' daddy business

    We turn the heat up to

    Tae-Bo in the club we post the

    Guinness We had the guard spook one of my gods then broke loose

    Had to buck a clown, too much

    Crown with no juice

    Icy noose, bluey suit outside cute

    Inside room ugly as a pea-green suit with ruffles

    We fold up chairs in a tussle

    Outside we gon' put somethin' harder than muscles (Chorus: Ali)

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)
    作词 : Jason \"Jay E\" Epperson/Ali Kenyatta Jones

    作曲 : Jason \"Jay E\" Epperson/Ali Kenyatta Jones

    (Ali) C'mon, oooooooooooooooooooh, no, yo (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)

    Hey, uh, it's

    Lee I'm amazin', original

    Asian Lime blazin' hatin'll get you nowhere, but get me

    Hotter than

    Cajun, spontaneous combustion

    My temperature's raisin', ***** for days and days

    Minutes I was just

    I been waitin'

    From a shine, to reduce your regrimes

    Dimes to raisins, you talkin'

    Me? Naw naw player

    I'm sparklin'

    Straight up parkin', hoppin' out with a

    Eagle barkin' (Pop pop)

    Money, my car chop chop

    Hot spot for the jewels, man

    I'm keepin' the

    Glock You might get popped,

    I'm good ain't no duckin' the dot 2000 number

    J truck mansion and yacht (Ooooh!)

    I say like uh uh (Ooooh!)

    I say like uh uh

    Should let you know,

    I'ma bring it really raw

    It be like pat-b-b-b-b-b pat-b-b-b-b-b really raw

    Come again now (Chorus: Ali)

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you real, let me hear you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you all about your paper then you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    If you real, let me hear you say

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us) (Ali)

    I need a trillion dollars for every breath

    I take For heaven's sake, just to keep righteous food on my plate

    And I'm gon' get it, whether it be rap-rockin' if not

    It's back to crack-poppin' out the back of the barbershop

    No holds barred, back streets to boulevards

    Gain way, throwin' house parties in the

    PJ's Cars square village, love joy lane

    Buddha 88 man it's still the same

    I can't complain,

    I know ****** that lost they brain

    Got they chest removed, straight vestibules

    Don't test a fool, who ain't got **** to lose

    That ain't cool, now he gotta rep off of you

    That's why

    I stay to myself, stay alive and teach

    Puff that oohwee and keep the snub-nose in reach

    I ain't a thug, so *****

    I ain't gon' start that now

    I'm Mr. ***** that kept work and carried the four pound (Chorus: Ali) (Ali)

    You want to feel made?

    Roll with me for a day

    Excursion weight, absolutely splurgin' way

    Okay first, my team a hundred deep at least

    Respected highly on the street

    Cause we don't start no beef, in the club

    Murphy suede, human grenade

    And some handmade, hide the haze

    Behind the

    Cartier Rolls tinted

    E'er word

    I speak I'm in it

    Hip hop; we in it, from now until infinite

    We like ten foster kids bringin' daddy business

    We turn the heat up to

    Tae-Bo in the club we post the

    Guinness We had the guard spook one of my gods then broke loose

    Had to buck a clown, too much

    Crown with no juice

    Icy noose, bluey suit outside cute

    Inside room ugly as a pea-green suit with ruffles

    We fold up chairs in a tussle

    Outside we gon' put somethin' harder than muscles (Chorus: Ali)

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o

    Hey! Hey!

    Ore-ore-ore-ore-o (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)

《Ore-Ore-O》歌词