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收听 Ludacris 的 The Red Light District
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收听 Ludacris 代表作(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 Nate Dogg 代表作(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 Crunk 代表作品(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 重量训练(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 纯粹·健身房(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 焕然一新(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 采样自 Curtis Mayfield(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 Verzuz Cheat Sheet: Nelly x Ludacris(Ludacris 主唱)
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收听 活力跳绳(Ludacris 主唱)
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制作

出演艺人
Ludacris
Ludacris
演唱
Dolla Boy
Dolla Boy
其他声乐
Brolic D
Brolic D
其他声乐
作曲和作词
D. Bazile
D. Bazile
词曲作者
Christopher Bridges
Christopher Bridges
词曲作者
制作和工程
The Medicine Men
The Medicine Men
制作人
Tic Toc
Tic Toc
制作人
Dale Ramsey
Dale Ramsey
录音工程师
Josh Monroy
Josh Monroy
录音工程师
Bryan "B" Baldwin
Bryan "B" Baldwin
录音工程师
Joey P.
Joey P.
录音工程师
John Frye
John Frye
混音工程师
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
母带工程师

歌词

Heads up (woop, woop) Heads up (woop, woop) Here's another one And a, and another one Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryin' to hear Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move I'll take ya down Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) (Woo!) S-s-so come on, come on Don't get swung on, swung on It's the knick-knack paddywhack, still ridin' Cadillacs Family off the street made my homies put the baggies back Still stackin' plaques (yep) Still action packed (yep) And dough, I keep it flippin' like acrobats That's why I pack a mac, that'll crack 'em back 'Cause on my waist there's more heat than the Shaq attack But I ain't speakin' about ballin', ballin' Just thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start bawlin' We all in together now, birds of a feather now Just bought a plane so we changin' the weather now So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown 'Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music Like, "Hey, little stupid, don't make me lose it" Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryin' to hear Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move I'll take ya down Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw) See I caught him with a right hook Caught him with a jab Caught him with an uppercut Kicked him in his ass Sent him on his way 'cause I ain't for that talk Ain't no trips to the county, I ain't for that walk We split like two pins at the end of a lane We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your fame Put a DTP pendant at the end of ya chain Then put the booty of a Swisha at the end of a flame Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryin' to hear Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move I'll take ya down Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Hey! You want what with me? I'm a tell you one time, don't fuck with me! (Get down) 'cause I ain't got nothin' to lose And I'm havin' a bad day Don't make me take it out on you You want what with me? I'm a tell you one time, don't fuck with me (Get down) 'cause I ain't got nothin' to lose And I'm havin' a bad day Don't make me take it out on you Man, 'cause I don't wanna do that I want to have a good time and enjoy my Jack Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell So I can wake up in the mornin' with a story to tell I know it's been a lil' while since I been out the house But now I'm here you wanna stand around runnin' your mouth I can't hear nothin' you sayin' or spittin', so what's up? Don't you see we in the club, man, shut the fuck up Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryin' to hear Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Yeek, yeek (woop, woop) I ain't playin' around Make one false move I'll take ya down Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that (Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that) Ah, we in the Red Light District Ah, we in the Red Light District Woo, we in the Red Light District Ah, we in the Red Light District Woo, we in the Red Light District Woo, the Red Light District Woo, the Red Light District Ah, we in the Red Light District
Writer(s): Christopher Brian Bridges, Dominic De Porres Bazile Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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