lotta love, tons! Give me love Our love Well let's pump her, pump her Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of (The Pump) Let's pump her, pump her (Damn
翻訳: クワイエットライオット. ポンプ.
love, tons! Give me love Our love Well let's pump her, pump her Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of (The Pump) Let's pump her, pump her (Damn) We
to rumble My violent side I can't deny I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde, Gemini Look if you see me quiet Then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
and crash the party, the party inside and nobody will hear the violent vibe. No longer quiet, go quiet, let's pump up the riot. Krayzie and Felecia
Voice: I'm Baaaackk (;uaghter) Man: Psst Psst Buddy Boy, Hey Chrous: 9mm Heaters pump pump a dome dome (x4) Verse 1: You need a weapon for protection
you thought we was that type To start a riot, we ain't quiet Kickin' a thunderstorm with a song Why would we dare you to come along Pump up the music, pump
of crazy niggas wit sawn offs, tre-8's, plus nine millimetres WAIT! You don't wanna start a riot cos they won't jack shit, get quiet til half the
drama think of Columbine Pop pop, what if it happened to mine? Will I get paid and keep quiet, or say, fuck that and start a riot? Niggas lyin' to me
the host with the most it's a musical massacre Never tired, don't even try it, keep quiet Like a storm, you could rain, but a riot Remains, the gangs
cause they can't score Like a wild west flick they wish to shoot up my door But I incite a riot Don't even try it Bust up chumps so crab kids keep quiet
the school holidays Sleazy town, gets me down, want some peace and quiet The police are everywhere like there's gonna be a riot Back in the gymnasium
you thought We was that type to start a riot, we ain't quiet, kickin' A thunderstorm with a song, why would we dare you to come along? Pump up the music, pump
[Chorus] Sit back, and let this thugshit, Clog Up Yo' Mind [x3] [Krayzie] Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody I'm quiet
