Life Is Serious (feat. Master P And Krazy)
Chorus 2x's]
[Erica Foxx]
Life is serious out here on these streets
Got us curious but were just trying to eat
[Krazy]
Why cry now inhale the pain is gone
Get your life back together it's time to move
I know it was your baby daddy I saw you kiss him
Hold up little boy screaming Jesus I miss him
Ain't nobody gonna treat you they way he did
He left you with biggest gift he made a kid
Now you grab him and smile remember your man
Even though the life you want it didn't go as plan
With no money for the baby never held a job
When the rent was due he always grab the chopper and ride
What you blushing I know you love my nigga
In the casket at 22 he didn't figure
You was mad at the funeral seeing his hoes
But he kept it real with you like an thug suppose
You chose to love my nigga that you met in the Ville
You gonna always love my dog even though he got killed
[Chorus 2x's]
[Master P]
Smile know Kendall I know you miss my nigga
Two kids to raise without an father figure
And your youngest son screaming my daddy going to heaven
You and Bobby Phills always suppose to be together
And everytime you see ball make you wanna cry
Cause my nigga had G and you know he could rise
From the streets to the big league
From the ghetto to the palm trees
We pour liquor caused he moved on
You shed tears but you stayed strong
And at the funeral made jokes about his birthday
His last words was same time but a different place
[Chorus 2x's]
[Mac]
And a time I burn a cross
For the nigga I lost
One slug took the life of my young thug in cold blood
R.I.P. to every daddy on Ken D
I'm missing ya'll till this cold earth send me
Sippin a sprite
Breakin my life
When the day turn night and just write
Till I bed wrinkle
Dippin these hoes till I plant sequel
Running around with that desert eagle
Like it was a bit legal
I got a call from my uncle state
Said it will be a while for they let him out them gates
Drop the phone as the tears hit the tip of my ears
I'm gonna disappear if he gotta serve more years
[Chorus 2x's
song performed by by 504 Boyz
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Life Is Serious
[Chorus 2x's]
[Erica Foxx]
Life is serious out here on these streets
Got us curious but were just trying to eat
[Krazy]
Why cry now inhale the pain is gone
Get your life back together it's time to move
I know it was your baby daddy I saw you kiss him
Hold up little boy screaming Jesus I miss him
Ain't nobody gonna treat you they way he did
He left you with biggest gift he made a kid
Now you grab him and smile remember your man
Even though the life you want it didn't go as plan
With no money for the baby never held a job
When the rent was due he always grab the chopper and ride
What you blushing I know you love my nigga
In the casket at 22 he didn't figure
You was mad at the funeral seeing his hoes
But he kept it real with you like an thug suppose
You chose to love my nigga that you met in the Ville
You gonna always love my dog even though he got killed
[Chorus 2x's]
[Master P]
Smile know Kendall I know you miss my nigga
Two kids to raise without an father figure
And your youngest son screaming my daddy going to heaven
You and Bobby Phills always suppose to be together
And everytime you see ball make you wanna cry
Cause my nigga had G and you know he could rise
From the streets to the big league
From the ghetto to the palm trees
We pour liquor caused he moved on
You shed tears but you stayed strong
And at the funeral made jokes about his birthday
His last words was same time but a different place
[Chorus 2x's]
[Mac]
And a time I burn a cross
For the nigga I lost
One slug took the life of my young thug in cold blood
R.I.P. to every daddy on Ken D
I'm missing ya'll till this cold earth send me
Sippin a sprite
Breakin my life
When the day turn night and just write
Till I bed wrinkle
Dippin these hoes till I plant sequel
Running around with that desert eagle
Like it was a bit legal
I got a call from my uncle state
Said it will be a while for they let him out them gates
Drop the phone as the tears hit the tip of my ears
I'm gonna disappear if he gotta serve more years
[Chorus 2x's]
song performed by by 504 Boyz from Goodfellas
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You Are Everything Remix
Yo we gonna try somethin a little different
Yo make make my voice a little more distorted
Yeah I don't know if they ready for this
(Yeah yeah)
Uh uh bass
(Yeah)
Uh uh bass
(Yeah)
Uh uh bass
(Yeah oh yeah yeah)
Uh uh verse [repeat throughout verse]
Last night we had an argument
Afterwards I'm feelin pretty bent mmm
Then I took a drink
And I didn't think
That was the storm for me
[BRIDGE]
You don't know you don't know how she'll take it
Tell me what is a good man to do
Will she cherish your heart will she break it
Cuz you are everything and everything is you
Sing
[CHORUS]
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
Listen
Baby tell me are you playin me
When you're lovin me
When you're holdin me
And when you're f**kin me
Are you playin me
Playin me playin me
You are everything to me
I'm wonderin if you will see
That I will love you always
[BRIDGE]
[CHORUS]
Break it down
(You are...)
[Ja Rule]:
Uh yeah
It's Ja Rule
And Dru Hill nigga
Baby girl you tellin lies
Cuz when I look at you in your face
I can see I'm on your mind
And it don't matter what them hoes may say
I know your love is blind for me
Every bitch needs a thug nigga in their life
Truly could it be could it be you enjoy me f**kin you
While you be lovin me
Trick and destroy us mentally
That's why they freak wit me frequently
Love is life
[Nokio]:
Naw nigga life is love
Take the baddest bitch ice her up
After tour tell her to keep in touch
[Ja Rule]:
Nigga that's what's up
[Nokio]:
Bein Nokio's a bit much
Got bitches overseas that love to f**k
Got bitches in the states that love to suck
What the f**k y'all want from me
Ghetto celebrity from B-More
[Ja Rule]:
Murdera do or die from the NY
[Both]:
Now everybody get it right
[Nokio]:
N-O-K-I-O baby
[Ja Rule]:
R to U to L-E baby
Know a lot of y'all bitches hate me
Cuz ya can't relate to me
What the f**k you want from me
[Nokio]:
Let them hoes know not a thing
Ice her wrist neck ear and rings cuz you know
[Sisqo]:
You are everything
[CHORUS (3x)]
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything
And everything is you
Stop
song performed by by Sisqo from Unleash The Dragon
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?
[andre 3000]
Want can make a nigga wanna take another nigga life
What can make a nigga wanna do another nigga wife
Life a butter knife
What can make a nigga wanna get his body so high
That cant go to sleep, dont wanna eat
Pray to God that he dont do crack
What can make a nigga wanna cut a beauty queen raw
Feeling every drip drop she can generate imitate seesaws
What can make a nigga wanna fight a whole night club
Figure that he ought to maybe be a pimp simply cause he dont like love
What can make a nigga wanna achy, break all rules
In a book when it took a lot to get you hooked up to this volume
What can make a nigga wanna loose all faith in
Anything that he cant feel through his chest wit sensation
song performed by by Outkast
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Race Against Time Part 2
FEAT. JA RULE: Race against Time Part 2
CHORUS:
(Tank:)
In my race against time
I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light
Livin' my life
Even if I'm gettin' too high
I'ma keep runnin'
Through the red light
Livin' my life
Repeat chorus
Consequences
Repercussion
All discussion about
My loved ones
Didn't know paper
Had a price on it
That your ice would
Have your life on it
The cost to ball ain't changed
But I'm trying to
Red lights flashing
But I keep on through
Mom said paper
Ain't everything
Baby girl wants a wedding ring
I wish that I could sing
Ooh, I'm moving too fast
Ooh, I'm not gonna last
Ooh, smile down on me
Ain't got much time
Made up my mind
I'm gonna keep on through
Whatever comes is mine
Repeat chorus twice
Nobody cry for me
'Cause I wanna
See you smile for me
When I die
Look through my window
To the soul
Tell me if you see Tank
Living to grow old
'Cause too many niggas
Done died for what I hold
The talent to warm a world
Which is so cold
Take me, save me
Before I'm crazy
The only reason I live
Is for my baby
(Ja Rule:)
Never did you tell me that
Life ain't a game
Maybe if you told me this
Shit might be changed
But now I'm just
Racing against time
Trying to survive
And see why
Ya'll niggas drive
Over nigga's vibe
If you gonna live
Know you gonna die
If you gonna steal
Know you gotta lie
Get drunk and stay high
Don't de-nigga-ny
'Cause they'll never
song performed by by Ja Rule
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Whatcha Gonna Do?
(Yawn)
Hahaha
And ugh
I started out dumb
Sprung off a hood rat
Listening to the radio
Wishing that I could rap
But nothing changed
I was stuck in the game
Cause everybody in the industry was f**king me man
Listen
I've got a scheme
Break away do my own thing
Drop some conversation
Sit back and let the phone ring
Niggas they wanna see me rise
'97 watch me cut these motherf**kers down to size
And if I catch another case
Lord knows how they hate me
Got a playa in the court room
Please don't let them frame me
I've been dealt a lot of bad cards
Living as a thug
Count my blessings
Don't stress in this land with no love
Maybe if they see me rolling
Look at all this green I'm holding
I guess that's why the envious
Get their eye swollen
Hoping the heavenly farther love a hustler
Be the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nut
My homies tell me have a heart
F**k they feelings
I've been trying to make a million since we started
We cold hearted
Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force
Empty out my clip
Time to mash
They asked for it
Me Makaveli I'm a motherf**ker
We break bread
Now we thug brothers (huhuh)
Niggas talk a lot of nonsense
I choose to ignore
A war
They ain't ready for it (huhuh)
[Chorus]
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
[Verse 2: Young Noble & Kastro]
My nine is thuglord
My mind on my grind
Outlawz is my heart
They shine when I shine
My ryhme is my grind
My team be on role
Proceed with the onslaught
Indeed they on top
They all marks
And its an outlaw holocaust
When I got the sawed-off
Niggas gettin' halved off
Yer, nigga beware
Stand clear
This nigga's scared
Man I don't really care
I've been lost loved (loved)
My heart need a hug (hug)
My bite leave blood (blood)
Fight with a grudge
The life of a thug nigga, might need gloves
But you will never know
With a price on your mug
And fight strips snug right around your hands
Niggas sure you can never grab the mic again
Dog you f**king with a grown man
And I can't afford to loose
Where we from niggas told to do
So what cha ya wann' do?
[Chorus]
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
[Verse 3: Tupac]
Watch me clown
Give me loving when I'm high
I'ma outlaw baby I'll be thugging 'till I die
In drop-top double r
Life as a rap star
Hustle like a crack fiend
'Till they catch me
Go ask somebody to your show
Watch them niggas out the sight of mah night scope
Cooking white dope
Got mah nigga 25 to life stretched out
Trying to have all the better things in life
Well Makaveli
A born leader 10 millimeter
Changing niggas future like a schizophrenic palm reader
Heeds from out the bible I read
See the meek shall inherit the earth
And the strong will lead
Hittin' weed like it alright
I'm in the studio
Making music all night
My enemies cry whenever I rise
They hated 'till death
Try to beat me out my last breath
What cha gonna do?
[Chorus]
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Only Time Will Tell
[Master P]
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)
When i die nigga don't wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won't change
little homies on the street know my name
its the M-A-S to tha R-P
A young nigga tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die
song performed by by Master P from Ghetto D
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Moveing Things (feat. Master P And Samm)
I keeps a nine in my draws cause you know I like to ball nigga I ain't warren
G but sometimes I want it al flip half into a whole make a once into a brick
get it for $16 $5 me and muy niggas we onna be rich put them 20's on my benz
so you know I got some ends keep your eyes on your enemies and nigga watch
your friends seen the game it shyatie I got some niggas that don't like me
tell the ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds wanna indite me, on a murder I
didn't do, I'm still thugin with my crew, cause once you snitch your threw, if
you hustle then you true, but you live for the sh*t, but you die for the
clique', sle your soul to get rich, then run your mouth like a b*tch
(chorus) I know my man is moving things, (not a 5 baby, I got a job baby) that
one day my niggas gonna change (all the time baby I'm on the grind baby) repeat
1x !
Nigga we hustle the streets so it's like f*ck the police,my enemies don't
wanna see a nigga go up his feets, I got the crom for the hatas, and birds on
the table, give my life for the niggas and we splitting the paper, and say
thugging is the secret that help a nigga ball, O-Z's flippin quick and the cling
never fall, the grind got us strap with nines on our laps, crime is a trap,
choppin dimes and crap, henesi got your mind, if you slip you might give us
time, but I'm fighting for mine, if I die in this game, send my soul to God,
don't make it mine in this game eventhough it's hard
(chorus) repeat 3x's
song performed by by 504 Boyz
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Faboloso
[intro]
Haha, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-huh-uh, uh, uh, uh-huh-uh
uh, uh, uh-huh-uh, uh, uh
Mida, allow me to introduce myself, I'm known as Faboloso
When it's time to slide, I'm known to grab the most hoes
When I climb inside, they known to grab me close though (yeah)
When it's time to ride, I'm known to grab the toast though
By the expression on these hotties grill (uhuh)
I can tell that wanna holla at somebody real (what up)
And I'm usually looking for somebody skilled (yeah)
Enough to make a nigga scream Ayayayo
Niggas get mad, cause I may slay they hoe
But I don't wanna let these AK strays go
Stop face fightin' me, like ya face frighten me
Besides, what I need wit another case fightin' me
Nigga what I need is a ounce of good cronic (yeah)
Unbelievable amounts of hypnotic (yaeh)
A shorty wit a ass that bounce like hydraulics (yeah)
And a nigga is straighter than six o-clock (yeah)
song performed by by Fabolous
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Shorty Wanna Be a Thug
Intro/Chorus: 2Pac
Say he wanna be
Shorties gonna be a Thug
Said he wanna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he's wanna be
Shorties gonna be's a Thug
Said he's gonna be
One day he gonna be
Say he wanna be
Shorties gonna be a Thug
Said he gonna be
One day he's gonna be
Said he wanna be
Shorties gonna be a Thug
Verse One: 2Pac
He was a nice middle class nigga
But nobody knew the evil he'd do When he got a little bigger
Get off the final blaze
While puffing on a Newport
plottin' on a another way to catch a case
Was only sixteen
song performed by by Tupac from All Eyez On Me 2
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Lil' Ghetto Boy
The ghetto x8
Snoop doggy dogg:
Wake up, jumped out my bed
I'm in a two man cell with my homie lil' 1/2 dead
Murder was the case that they gave me
Dear god, i wonder can you save me?
I'm only eighteen, so i'm a young buck
It's a ride, if i don't scrap, i'm gettin' stuck
But that's the life of g, i guess
Ese's way deep, shanked two in the chest
Best run cause brothers is droppin' quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga
Bouncin' off the walls, throwin' them dogs
Gettin' that rep as a young hog
It ain't nothin' like the street life
You better be strapped with your shank
Cause ain't no fist fight
So i guess i gots to handle mine
Since i did the crime, i gots to do my time
Chorus:
We run game in the ghetto
We gets high in the ghetto
We gets shot in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the ghetto
Lil' ghetto boy
Dr. dre:
Now i'm holdin' the dub, sittin' on swoll
Twenty-seven years old, up for parole, stroll
I'm back up on my feet with my mind on the money
That i be makin' soon as i touch them streets
Things done changed on this side
Remember they used to thump, but now they blast, right?
But it ain't no thang to me
Cause now i'm what they call a loced ass o.g.
The little homies from the hood with grip
Are the ones i get with cause i'm down to set trip
Nigga, i'm bigger than you, so whatcha wanna do?
Didn't know he had a twenty-two
Straight sittin' behind his back
I grabbed his pockets and then i heard six caps
I fell to the ground with blood on my hands
I didn't understand
How a nigga so young could bust a cap
I used to be the same way back
I guess that's what i get (for what?)
For tryin' to jack the little homies for they grip
Chorus
Snoop doggy dogg:
Somethin' for the real o.g.'s to get with
Some facts made our made
Now you runnin' but i'm played
Like every single day, really doe
You know me, i'm the smooth macadamian
Gamin'em for my homie
No need in be uncalm, if you pack right
And learnin' just enough to keep your sack tight
Late nights, i wonder what they get in for?
Early mornin' on the corners, what they hittin' for?
Seven young g's put they serve down
In a g ride, eastside's where they swerve now
Not thinkin' about what's really goin' on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
I spent four years in the county
With nothin' but convicts around me
But now i'm back at the pound
And we expose ways for the youth to survive
Some think it's wrong but we tend to think it's right
So make all them ends you can make
Cause when you're broke, you break, check it out
So ain't no need for your mama to trip
Cause you's a hustlin' ass youngsta, clockin' your grip
Chorus
Lil' ghetto boy
That's the life of a g, i guess
The ghetto. x3
That's the life of a g
That's the life of a g, i guess
The ghetto. x3
That's the life of a g. the ghetto
That's the life of a g, i guess
The ghetto
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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Nigga Please
[pharrell]
What, uh, cmon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (its too late)
Its too late for that
Dont gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
[jay-z]
Uh, uh, young, neptunes, young chris, roc
Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars
Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla
[chorus: pharrell]
My nigga, please - you aint signing no checks like these
My nigga, please - you pushing no wheels like these
My nigga, please - you aint holding no tecks like these
My nigga, please - you dont pop in vest like these
[jay-z]
My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
This my world, pimp stroll
Nigga please, you aint start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga please, chumps dont tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus
Nigga please, you aint got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
Nigga please, you dont be getting no hoes
With la perla on they cheeks, cant be messing with cheap chicks
Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manolo blahnik Im going through they body like an ultrasonic
You aint got em blowing no chronic
Divine intervention, you cant prevent me from shining
Nigga please, I been around the world
Damn near beat jordan in around-the-world
Nigga please, you cant even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you
[chorus + ad libs]
[jay-z]
Uh, pimp strolling on em
Black diamonds, rose goldin on em
Paper foldin on em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the foldgers on em
Keys, saran wrap with petroleum on em
Snitch got pinched but he toned it on em
Lawyers got it adjourned, try {? } on em
Witnesses, its no holdin on em
Just george jefferson strollin on em
Nigga please, this is me, this is real as it be
My videos is like real tv
That chick, thats me, that six, thats me
That boat, I had it on the mediterranean sea
Nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[young chris]
Yo, yo,
Nigga please, yall aint seeing no checks like these (no)
Yall dont run up in record labels demanding respect like we
Yall dont rock your roc-a-wear nike checks like we
Yall coach class, yall never private jet like we
My nigga please, yall dont smoke the sour diesel like us
You dont go to pop and get ya flour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us
And repeat it we must, yall dont re-up like us
Ay, yall aint being like us, cause yall dont see it like us
The move the ds when they rush
My nigga please, they must be on es and dust
Then niggas fin with pills, yall dont get gs like us
My nigga please, yall youngns aint got o.g.s like me
B. sig, young hov, dame dash, kareem
Nigga please, somebody mustve gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene (ganggreen)
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[pharrell]
Amazing man, got your aerosol,
I made my money, but dont trouble the law
I keep the womens around
I got the gremlins crazy
And wanna know the time
Better have me shades, see
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
song performed by by Jay-Z
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If I Hit
(feat. T.I.)
Yo, Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay..
Ay, this T.I.P man
King of the South
Rubber Band Man
Boing
With my folks 112
Lettin all those Suckas for love know man
Keep you girl out the club if you want em
Make No Mistake
We Will Take Your Broads u dig
Verse:
Everytime I
See you come through
Baby quick your man he be cuffing you
And we like WOW
Jeans on you, Chick got a fat ass
What she needs too
Baby don't care
In Them Streets
Seein how bad you wanna give it to me
I was saying no
To get in there sweet
She better know what the rules gon be
Stick
Then we Split
And No Hits
Won't You Come here with me
Imma chil, how cite you are
What You Don't Know
How to let it go
You're thick
Body Sick
Got That Trip
Keep This between You and Me
You can get it any time you want
Theres one thing you gotta know
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I ain't gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There ain't gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
verse:
Say it, Don't Flinch, Let me shirt this flick
Wasn't you the one who said you love to drive stick
Now you wanna front like you're scared of it
When at the bar you started grabbin it
I already know how to handle you
Can do you
Before I put the hands on you
Imma beat that thing
Like your man should do
But I don't want a repercussion when we do
Bridge:
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I ain't gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There ain't gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
T.I:
The grey goose
Make you wanna get loose
Got your ass bent over
In the new benz coupe
Cos the rims same color as the ride and the roof
Or maybe cos your friend wanna ride with me too
Maybe it's the way a nigga shine in the suit
Or a fresh white tee
Whatever it might be
A neck like whoa
Or a wrist like freeze
Rings like those
Cufflinks like these
Baby you ain't never met a man like me
Turn a 9 to a 10 if you can excite me
Fore I get one, betcha you get like 3
Gottta man well you know theres a chance you might cheat
Brothers gonna come up with plans to fight me
I'm only gonna tell em once, I handle business like a G
You're run up wit that bull, this cannon, I'm gonna pull
So before you take off your panties
What you have to understand
song performed by by 112
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Let's Live
(chorus)
lets live X5,
got to keep living, come on and
lets live X5,
try to stay, got to stay alive, my niggas
lets live X5,
we should be living here, come on and
lets live X5
lets live lets live...
ilook at my life and i realize i dont wanna let go, (no)
im tryin to survive i dont wanna die, im searchin the best road,
never playing myself, by playing with death, nigga yall better wake up to living,
and appreciate the life you're given,
oh no i dont (dont) wanna go, not now man,
theres too many things a nigga got planned too much to understand,
still so many goals for me to achieve and please believe it,
its rough but still that aint no reason to stop ya breathing,
they ask if a nigga was scared to pass away and i tell 'em hell yeah,
cant hug my babies if i drift and slip in hades its crazy,
and niggas be killin me sayin they ready to die, (you ready to die?)
im ready to live nigga.
grow old with my kids nigga,
aint taking no chances on no afterlife,
cause theres only death after life,
so ill be spending my time,
tyin to stay alive,
if i gotta live and let die
(chorus)
now we livin in a world full of war and murder,
but money makes the world go round and round,
everybody killin everybody
whats that sound?
nine millimeter heater buck em buck em all down,
ooh yall rest in peace, (looks like looks like)
people dont rest in peace, (the world: R-I-P)
(chorus)
now everybody wanna go to heaven, but nobody wanna die, (why?)
that dont make sense,
but let me tell you that i know of a place where (where),
we can just go and chill (just chill), for real,
no more crime,
no more strain,
no more dyin,
no more pain,
no more wasting our lives away,
got to pray X4
everyday X4
and if you fall,
be sure to write,
and everythings gon be all right,
just keep ya eyes on the prize,
and maybe you'll make it up outta this life,
we all die so young, victims of the gun
from poverty to harmony and then to (??)
my nigga you ready to end it?
speak for yourself;
im ready for life, and everything else?
to hell with that
(chorus)
song performed by by Krayzie Bone
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Dirty World
[chorus - lil wayne]
Its a dirty world but it still spins
Ya cant do nothin about it but try to live in it
You cant live too large or live too small
Its a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[lil wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin to knock us
Playa haters everwhere, cant trust ya own peeps
And the feds got us with this new thing called conspiracy
Them dirty scamps throwin crosses, real niggas dyin
They put a limit to our flossin, dont wanna see us shine
But close ya eyes, it aint nothin, look the other way
This for my mother, lost my father just the other day
Im seein niggas get shot up, hell I got shot, too
Man, you hate me and I hate you, look what this world do
Now watch ya mouth when people ? ? ? ? seein they brains boil
Look I dont curse but in this verse nigga f*ck the world
Chorus 2x
[turk]
Niggas be wantin to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin to take ya spot, you think its cool but its not
Niggas be tryin to plot on what ya got
If you rich you better leave it low
Its a dirty old world, nigga, if you didnt know
Dont tell ya business to hoes cuz theyll cross you up
Tell they oldman you got her, hell try to chop you up
Watch ya back at all times, its a dirty world
Niggas get left and found over boy and girl
F*ck playin the game raw, I play it smart nigga
Think Im gonna get caught up nigga? I wont nigga
I keep my eyes wide, and dont trust no nigga or b*tch
These days, nigga, ya cant trust ya own click
Aint that some sh*t? this world nothin nice
Niggas hatin if you got it, its all gravy when ya trife
Chorus 2x
[juvenile]
Them b*tches got a nigga trapped, they aint givin a sh*t
But theyll give it to them japs, they buy property and dont even pay no tax
Ride nothin but lexus and lacs
The same treatment we ask, a destination of blacks
Give us a ballot of names, and expect us to vote
The way I see it, we losin out anyway this sh*t go
Show me a politician and Ill show you a crook
Show me a police officer that go by the book
Theyll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he dont play
Nigga get outta line, ship em to camp j
Food stamps and welfare done been cut now
They done f*cked the medi-care up, so niggas stuck now
Bet ya before the week out another nigga get killed
Bet ya pendleton dont give a f*ck how a nigga feel
We fallin like bricks, and they flyin like birdies
This world needs to take a bath cuz its too dirty
Chorus 2 ? x
[the b.g.]
Ya know this world so dirty, believe it aint clean at all
I gotta be a lil man and stand tall
Yall niggas jackin for they habit, they cant keep it up
F*ck with the wrong niggas sh*t, you get ya head bust
I only trust niggas that I know down with me
I see straight through cut-throat niggas easily
They tryin to snatch me, cuz they know Im what ya used to be
Cuz Im a major fu-uh-factor to c-m-b
But I keep a chopper thats damn near as big as me
Cuz I refuse to let any nigga still me
Thatll be stripes for a nigga on the f*ckin streets
Reppin off me, sayin they chopped the b.g.
I get some weed and just roll up
This world tore up, niggas on that dope, sick, fold up
My click rich wrapped in diamonds and pearls
Ya gotta be strapped, bein rich in this dirty world
Chorus 4x
song performed by by Hot Boys
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Pop Niggas
[ja rule]
How many niggas hit the scene like rule
Benley gt, pushin through bock flooded, with jewels
H-2 with the hungerous rule beside me
Armed up the army, dont play that with nobody
Rule, murder & gotti
We hittin bitches like lowes be hittin switches, 16 at a time
Times that behind with me down we lose and find
X style the night that they mind we ? the times
With renegades prowling this bitch with braids
Leather gloves with dark shades and sowed off day
Reminiscing the cleo, she go to living life flawless
Who the boss, you know this
Who the god, who fawlging
Hit me Im giving niggas 1 to 3
Yall need 1 to 3 hours to accomplish what we have built here
You nigga know this is rule here
Im cocking back, I got an idea
(chorus)
Just hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop niggas, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the rule comin
Clear the block niggas, hop niggas, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the chrome run
Hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the rule comin
Clear the block niggas, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the chrome run
[ja rule]
Yall niggas wanna see the n-g
Ill go watch it like its a hundred and ten of me
Guns bustin in every direction, the public enemy
But naah I aint chuck b, its rule baby
Yall niggas wanna get it crazy, come on yall cant fade me
The music is slavery, roll up and haze
Because most niggas is lazy cotton pickers
Wish theyd find out its me and my niggas they gone
Cuz they prisoners of they own home, we party and get it on
Live it up! as soon as we hit em home
We tuckin away the chrome and humpin up on some hoes
We dem niggas you love to hate...i know
Who cares I been blowin your bitch back out for years
Plus she shared so many tears for me
While you was away, was around the time I made put it on me
So homie, stay from round here you aint know, this is rule here
Im cockin back, I got an idea
(chorus)
[p. williams]
Yeah, you feelin hot tonight well look it here playboy we could go outside
(x2)
Huh, you feelin hot tonight well look it here lil mama we could go outside
(x2)
[ja rule]
Certain niggas need to be kissed in the ground that I walk
Shuttin up when I talk, its rule in full floss
5-0 is tellin him x marks the speasy
How niggas gettin dis money, it cant be this easy
Believe me, I see between cracks and crevices
Angelic and devilish, who thinks better than this
The shell love and angel live in the darkest angles, this is rule here
Im cockin back I got an idea
(chorus)
[p. williams]
Yeah, you feelin hot tonight
Well look it here playboy we could go outside (x2)
Huh, you feelin hot tonight
Well look it here lil mama we could go outside (x2)
(chorus)
song performed by by Ja Rule
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Shake It Off
*chorus*
i gotta shake you off
cause the lovin aint the same
and you keep on playing games
like you know im here to stay
i gotta shake you off
just like the calgon commercial
i really gotta get up out of here
and go somewhere
i gotta shake you off
gotta make that move
find somebody who
appriciates all the love i give
boy i gotta do whats best for me
baby and that means i gotta
shake you off
*verse 1*
by the time you get this message
its gonna be too late
so dont bother paging me
cause ill be on my way
see i grabbed all my diamonds and clothes
just ask your momma she knows
you're gonna miss me baby
hate to say i told you so
well at first i didn't know
but now its clear to me
you would cheat with all your freaks
and lie compulsively
so i packed up my louis vutton
jumped in your ride and took off
you"ll never ever find a girl
who loves you more than me
*chorus*
*bridge*
i gotta shake, shake,
shake ,shake, shake it off
*verse 2*
i found out about a gang
of your dirty little deeds
with this one and that one
by the pool, on beach, on the streets
heard yall was
hold up my phone's breakin up
i'ma hang up
and call the machine right back
i gotta get this off of my mind
you wasn't worth my time
so im leaving you behind
cause i need a real love in my life
save this recording because
im never comin back home
baby im gone
don't cha know
*chorus*
*bridge*
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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If I Hit (feat. T.I.)
Yo, Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay..
Ay, this T.I.P man
King of the South
Rubber Band Man
Boing
With my folks 112
Lettin all those Suckas for love know man
Keep you girl out the club if you want em
Make No Mistake
We Will Take Your Broads u dig
Verse:
Everytime I
See You Come Through
Baby quick your man he be cuffing you
And we like WOW
Jeans on you, Chick got a fat ass
What she needs too
Baby dont care
In Them Streets
Seein how bad you wanna give it to me
I was saying no
To get in there sweet
She better know what the rules gon be
Stick
Then we Split
And No Hits
Wont You Come here with me
Imma chil, how cite you are
What You Dont Know
How to let it go
Youre thick
Body Sick
Got That Trip
Keep This between You and Me
You can get it any time you want
Theres one thing you gotta know
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I aint gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There aint gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
verse:
Say it, Dont Flinch, Let me shirt this flick
Wasnt you the one who said you love to drive stick
Now you wanna front like youre scared of it
When at the bar you started grabbin it
I already know how to handle you
Can do you
Before I put the hands on you
Imma beat that thing
Like your man should do
But I dont want a repercussion when we do
Bridge:
Chorus:
If I Hit
Promise
I aint gotta hear nuthin from ya
Yo nigga riding up with that drama
Sayin I done cut this woman
If I Hit
Promise
There aint gonna be no drama
Tell you yet, cos I think I love em
Cos you let me bend that over
T.I:
The grey goose
Make you wanna get loose
Got your ass bent over
In the new benz coupe
Cos the rims same color as the ride and the roof
Or maybe cos your friend wanna ride with me too
Maybe its the way a nigga shine in the suit
Or a fresh white tee
Whatever it might be
A neck like whoa
Or a wrist like freeze
Rings like those
Cufflinks like these
Baby you aint never met a man like me
Turn a 9 to a 10 if you can excite me
Fore I get one, betcha you get like 3
Gottta man well you know theres a chance you might cheat
Brothers gonna come up with plans to fight me
Im only gonna tell em once, I handle business like a G
Youre run up wit that bull, this cannon, Im gonna pull
So before you take off your panties
What you have to understand
song performed by by 112
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Straight Up Nigga
Damn right Im a nigga
And I dont care what you are
Cause Im a capitaal n-i double-g-e-r
Black people might get mad
Cause they dont see
That theyre looked upon
As a nigga just like me
Im a nigga, not a colored man
Or a black, or a negro
Or an afrom american, Im all that
Yes I was born in america true
Does south central
Look like america to you?
Im a nigga, a straight up nigga
>from a hard school
Whatever you are
I dot care, that is you fool
Im loud and proud
Well endowedd with the big beef
Out on the corner
I hang out like a house thief
So you can call me dumb or crazy
Ignornt, stupid, inferior or lazy
Silly or foolish
But Im badder and bigger
And most of all
Im a straight up nigga
Im a nigga in america
And that much I flaunt
Cause when I see what I like
Yo I take what I want
Im not the only one
Thats why Im not bitter
Cause everybody is a nigga to a nigga!
America was tole from he indians
Show and prove, what was tht?
A straight up nigga move
A low down shame
Yo its straight insane
Yet they compalin
When a nigga snatch
Their gold chains
What is nigga suppose to do?
Wait around for a handout
From a nigga like you?
That why a low down nigga gets hyped
But Im not a nigga of that type
Im a steak and lobster eatin
Billionaire meet
Cash money makin, movin shakin
Corporate jet glidin
Limousine ridin
Writin hits, filthy rich
Straight up nigga!
Now Im a write this song
Though the radio wont play this
But I got freedom of speech
So Im a say it
song performed by by Ice T
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Sometimes I Wonder
Qb the whole nyc
We gonna bounce to this
To all my niggaz (yeah, yeah)
To all the ladies
Chorus:
Sometimes I wonder
Will a nigga go under because of his hunger
This game is risky
If a nigga slips six deep
Will these niggaz really miss me
Dead partners too soon
All these niggaz flipping on me
Cause I wont give no loot to them
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes i...
(nas)
Top of the world is what Im aiming at
These niggaz is flaming gats at my circle
I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you
I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out
Your thug crew is out, blood oozing out
Some serving caine
Knowing nothing about this murder game
Its easily told but hard to hear
When niggaz finally find out its real
Thats when they heart pumps fear
The real remains the weak will disappear
My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear
911 style sits on your mind like chrome
Lets say your brains is v12, put it in drive let it roam
What color? might as well make it same as your dome
You need your thoughts together, that means destination is unknown
As we travel on this road, an infinite path, I get into this math
Drop and get intense for this cash
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back
Chorus:
(nature)
I know a lot of fiends by they first name
Living in queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains
Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones
Running wild, niggaz I raise hell above ground
Live in sin, holding rocks, benjamin grin
Figure once I got knocked, it would end
Never that
They try to tell me I dont love my own
The thugs know, they ride my zone
Like the cyclone trademark
For coney isle, yeah you know me now
Im giving fake hugs, phoney smiles
Stack profits, you know how the niggaz on the block get
Try to give you dap to stare at your pockets
Cruise advance nothing new just the rules of the land
You could tell if they wolves or lamb
You could fight a few, theres a few that ran
Or you could feed them and lose your hand
What you wanna do?
Chorus:
(nas)
Blessing be to the ones who left us
Transcend into spiritual essences
In allahs arms you rest in
To him we pray for my peeps
Floyd, twin and taiyeh, mr. sunny back in the day
Get the money yam, he use to say not only nice with hands
But streetsmart he was twice a man
I try to understand lifes deep plot
I think of weewop, shikeisha they both was mad nice on the rocks
They could have went pro but only God knows why not
Like my nigga bing, let your sneakers not be clean
Hell start snapping on you, making a scene
Kept the lye, a cool nigga warm heart and stayed fly
You still alive, I see you in your sisters face
Are you there pa? or looking on from a distant place?
My thoroughbreds, blackhead quiet but real
Expect to see your black jeep fly over the hill
In the spirit of richie lou tribute
Remind the world of the crimes that ny pigs do
We miss you, harry and sonia
Rest in peace to marty, a 41st side of vernon soldier
T.j. black better known as killer
I cant replace you, but in me havoc will always have a brother my nigga
My man will till we meet again
You hold it up there, Ill hold it down here
I hope you hear my prays clear
Chorus:
Repeats 3x
song performed by by Nas
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Twork It Out
Ad lib-
Yo, check this here- theres nothin that Id rather do than spend time with
You- so why dont we just chill and make it cold,cold sexy, you know- you sure
Lookin right- spend some quality time- you make me wanna cha, cha ,
Cha,ah,cha,cha...- yeah right there, jus keep it right there...- and I know
Youre gonna like it- ooh baby, you sure love to...- know what Im sayin-
Nah,nah,nah,nah,nah
Verse one-
We been hangin out everyday this week- how bout a nigga fix you something to
Eat- and jus chill- we aint gotta wild out jus chill- parlay little momma
Right here- sippin on chardonay- slip on that vicky secret lingerie- cause i
Aint tryin to throw my money away (on the streets)- if I could see you twork
It out for me
Chorus-
Tworkin it out- layin in the cut- kissin and rubbing and making sweet love-
Damn the club tonite- lets twork ot out- itll be just me on you from 11 to 6
In the morning- I know you like it when I do you like that- lets twork it out
Verse two-
Now that I got you all soakin wet- I bet you know whats comin next- im
Gonna twork ti out- aw baby let tell you how- what do you think about me-
Tworkin it out from your front to your backend- kick back and relax come sit on
My lap shorty- tonite Im takin you all the way- wont stop until you scream my
Name
Chorus (2x)
Bridge-
Morning is coming and I dont wanna let you go- lets just lay here in this
Bed of red rose pedals- I know that were spent but- one kiss can make this
Start all over again- if you want it baby then come with me
Verse three-
Its way too treal- the way youre making me feel- the way your tworkin is oh
So sexy- ooh baby you sure love to ball- its way too treal- the way your
Making me feel- the way your tworkin is oh so sexy- ooh baby you sure love to
Ball
Chorus-
Ad libs-
song performed by by Usher
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