Pay Attention Songtext
von CRU

Now how you feel
About the C.R.U. kid you know the deal
Flowin′ like a fluid but hard like steel
Doin' how we do when we bring it to your face
To let the haters know the real, so chill
And bring your cognac to the floor
And shake your moneymaker for the big Y-O
With the mighty hard with the wood cherry-o
It′s time to set it off and bumrush your radio

Ayo, get a little closer, the A plus materials
Lord imperials, carry gills with no serials
For protection, when I'm informin' sections
Wrong directions can have me locked in corrections
With constant erections and affections
Visions of different females in my reflections
Roll in silence, how the real ones move
Commando, that′s Marlon Brando smooth


Ayo now it′s the Y-O-G-I, Uptown's big jigga
Hit ya with that rhythm that make that back quiver
Come in with that hit up north, dorm one
Players want me to fail but yo he′s just begun
Yo Berra, Uptown terror
Get a little closer just to hear a little clearer
Click clack, now pack your stuff up that's what I told ya
From the Ghetto Union′s official card holder

It goes a one for the uh's, two for the ah′s
Three for those up in luxurious cars
To see the R the U, crew that's the fullest
Spittin butter with the force guns spit bullets
One third of the C.R.U., what you want
On a head hunt the first of every month
Placin emphasis upon the butter flow
Rippin microphones, yo you know how it go


Pay attention, are you listenin'
C.R.U. is in the house
L.A. to New York City
All the way down south
Sippin′ Bocky, countin′ money
Honeys everywhere
So meet me on the dance floor
The picture is very clear
So everybody on the floor
And don't disturb this groove
It′s the way to show you that
I'm flowin′ too cool
And the feel is so real
Don't disturb this groove

We goin′ Uptown, we goin' Uptown
Everybody, we goin' Uptown
Now this is the way we walk and we stalk
Time to get our swerve and the bottle uncorked
Straight from New York, lay back, mellow
With the butters kid to get ya hype like we Stella

Ayo I′m mannin′ my positions, I declare war
And when the battle's done, tally up the score
So bare your arms, grab your lucky charms
Or get direct hits, from napalm bombs

Feel it cause my crew′s comin' down the line
We was makin′ moves now we doin' fine
My peoples on the L gonna press rewind
Check us in the dayroom if you′re doin' time

Remember yo we dices, slices in a crisis
Everybody's battlin′ to see who′s the nicest
Really doesn't matter, cause sounds we splatter
Split crowns and jet, no one does it fatter

Pay attention, are you listenin′
C.R.U. is in the house
L.A. to New York City
All the way down south
Sippin' Bocky, countin′ money
Honeys everywhere
So meet me on the dance floor
The picture is very clear
So everybody on the floor
And don't disturb this groove
It′s the way to show you that
I'm flowin' too cool
And the feel is so real
Don′t disturb this groove
It′s the way to show you that
I'm flowin′ too cool
And the feel is so real
Don't disturb this groove