Fu-Gee-La (Explicit) - Fugees/Ms. Lauryn Hill (萝伦·希尔)/Wyclef Jean (韦克莱夫·让)/Pras

We used to be number 10

Now we're permanent one

In the battle lost my finger

Mic became my arm

Pistol nozzle hits your nasal

Blood becomes lukewarm

Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin

Test Wyclef see death flesh get scorned

Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born

And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn

Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm

Damn another dead pigeon

If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians

Nobody's shootin' my body's made of hand grenade

Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade

That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror

Blackula comes to the ghetto jacks an ACURA

Stevie wonder sees Crack Babies be-coming enemies of their own families

What's going on

Armageddon come you know we soon done

Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump

A boy on the side of babylon

Trying to front like he's down with mount Zion

Oooh la la la it's the way that we rock

When we're doing our thang

Oooh la la la it's the natural la that the refugees bring

Oooh la la la la la la lalala la laaah sweeeeet thing

Yeah in saloons we drink boone's and battle goons till high noon

Bust rap toons on flat spoons take no shorts like poon poon's

See hoochies pop coochies for gucci's and lucci

Find me in my mitsubishi eatin' sushi bumpin' fugees

Hey hey hey

Try to take the crew and we don't play play

Say say say

Like paul mccartney not hardly

Odd-ly enough

I can see right through your bluff

Niggas huff and they puff but

They can't handle us we bust

Cause we fortified I could never hide seen cooley

High cried when cochise died

I'm twisted black-listed by some other negroes

Don't remove my polos on the first episode

Ha ha ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees and

Ha ha ha ha you whole sound set's bootie and

Ha ha ha ha you have to respect jersey

Cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on

The fu-gee-la

Oooh la la la it's the way that we rock when

We're doing our thang

Oooh la la la it's the natural la that the refugees bring

Oooh la la la la la la lalala la laaah

Sweeeeet thing

I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees

Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories

Brooklyn roof tops become brooklyn tee-pees

Who that be enemies wanna see the death of me

From Hawaii to Hawthorne I run marathons like

Buju banton I'm a true champion like

Farakkhan reads his daily qu'ran it's a phenomenon

Lyrics fast like ramadan

What's goin' on

Armageddon come you know we soon done

Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump

A boy on the side of babylon

Trying to front like he's down with mount zion

What's goin' on

Armageddon come you know we soon done

Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump

A boy on the side of babylon

Trying to front like he's down with mount zion

Oooh la la la it's the way that we rock

When we're doing our thang

Oooh la la la it's the natural la that the refugees bring

Oooh la la la la la la lalala la laaah sweeeeet thing

Oooh la la la it's the way that we rock

When we're doing our thang

Oooh la la la it's the natural la that the refugees bring

Oooh la la la la la la lalala la laaah sweeeeet thing