笨小笨Tell Me (Explicit)歌词由WESTSIDE BOOGIE演唱，出自专辑《Live At The Novo (Explicit)》，下面是《Tell Me (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Tell Me (Explicit)歌词完整版
Tell Me (Explicit) - WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Lyrics by：Anthony Dixson/Justice Baiden
Composed by：Anthony Dixson/Justice Baiden
Yo yo uh
Don't tell me when I lose
Uh tell me when I win uh
Don't tell me where I'm at n***a
Tell me where you been whoa
Tell me you won't never
Tell me sucka **** again uh
Tell me to stay in and
Tell me not to overspend
Tell me tell me tell me
Tell me work on all my habits
Tell me to relax but tell me
When I'm bein' passive
Don't let me get no pass make me
Own it for my actions
Don't tell me 'bout my love
If you can't tell me how to match it
Tell me tell me that she **** with me
Tell me she won't cheat on me
Tell me that she got me ****
I swear she tell me anything
Tell me that you over us
Tell me she ain't into me
Nah you ain't gotta tell me
I can tell just by your energy
Tell me get the **** that
I ain't never understood
Tell me how to fix the hood if
I ain't never in the hood
Tell me when I'm doin' wrong
But tell me when I'm doin' good
You ain't gotta tell it all
My n***a tell me what you could uh
Wish I could tell you
To live your life different
I gotta watch what I tell you
I can't be dry snitchin'
So this the part where I tell you my past
Haunted been livin' off bad judgement
Lost my will and it turned to crash dummy
Mama sent me on this dark path
She tried to go re-route it
She sent me to this church
She looked for purpose and I found it
In the city they call Compton
They know murder was around it uh
Never seen a gang but ****
I heard a lot about it uh
I ain't seen no street
That said Jesus on it
Painted in his image
We put graffiti on it uh
I wish I had a father that
Could tell me to never bang
But I cling to this neighborhood
Like that n***a that never came
'Cause I ain't tryna tell
You live your life different
I gotta watch what I tell you
I can't be dry snitchin' shh uh
You tellin' me my pastor gone protect me
You tellin' me I tell
'Em that I'm Christian
They won't press me
Is your ties beneficial
Is your guys really with you
If your time come and get you
Will they slide and avenge you
Is your pride finna hit you
Do you hide every issue
Is you finna tell a lie and say
You'll try and pretend to
'Cause ain't nobody tell me
That I hate this ****
And that the **** ain't about the music
But relationships
The buried pain under my soul
Only tainted it uh
If you ain't married to the 'cause
Then don't engage in it
I spent days in it they
They can't **** with me
I told 'em I want all the smoke
Somebody humbled me uh
Has your talent been matchin'
Your work ethic Uh
Would you drop what
You value for turned records
I learned better
'Cause I done told it all
On my gosh
