Intro
[jay-z]
Its the dynasty niggaz... as promised...
The worlds most infamous...
Roc-a-fella records...
This is roc la familia...
Its young hova... beanie sigel... memphis bleek... amil-lion...
Its the dynasty niggaz... 2000 to infinity...
This is ghetto to ghetto.. gutter to gutter..
Street corner to street corner.. project to project..
Worldwide... walk with us niggaz...
Hoffa... dash... its the dynasty niggaz
Check it out...
Uhh... walk with me... talk to me... yo..
The theme song to +the sopranos+
Plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seein life like
Im stevie wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my visions impaired, yeah
Knowin I can go, just switchin a spare
On the highway of life, nigga its sharp in my sight
Oh! keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches
Everytime somebody like enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, bein in the trenches
Him, livin adventureous not worryin about expenditures
Im bravin temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a nigga
But Im starvin my niggaz, and the weight loss in my figure
Is startin to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my niggaz, Im tryin to be calm but Im gon get richer
Through any means, with that thing that malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the quran or islamic scriptures
Only psalms I read was on the arms of my niggaz
Tattooed so I carry on like Im non-religious
Clap whoever stand between shawn and figures
Niggaz, say its the dawn/don but Im superstitious
Shit is as dark as its been, nothin is goin as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the harder niggaz actin too suspicious
This is, food for thought, you do the dishes
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Real Niggaz (feat. Too $hort)
[Jay-Z]
Real niggaz do real things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Real niggaz do real things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof til spring
Real niggaz do real things
song performed by by Jay-Z from In My Lifetime Vol. 1
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Ya'll
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Remember in I-5 you couldn't feel my style
Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid
Y'all said I wouldn't make it
Hey but I did
Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin'
Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin'
I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style
It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high
It ain't my fault that you can't do shows
Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow
Now why you wanna go out and make me mad
If you drop another album you gone make me laugh
Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Buy the car
Buy the house
Remember that
That was me
Diamonds all in yo face
Remember that
That was me and C
Southside still holdin'
Me
song performed by by Lil' Flip from The Leprechaun
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Hold Up
feat. Havoc (Mobb Deep)
[talking]
Yeah nigga... haha yeah (South Suicide Queens)
That's right... uh uh, Q.U. nigga (yea yea)
Shit like that, knowhamsayin put these drinks up
yaheard? - let's do this right, what yo
[Fredro Starr]
Hold up, this is for my thugs on the block
For my one stop niggaz that be huggin the spot
Sittin on crates, gettin loaded, get that cake
Dodgin drinks, spit and hafta cover they face
Kick some tye, big truck with tricks inside
In too deep, tryna sell bricks from the side
See no games, with real niggaz from other hoods
Car titles get lost, some niggaz get jooked
But God forgive me if a nigga cross the fam
Holdin the heat, the streets'll make me force ya hand
From my wild crew, sets the new guns off the roof
To them slick dudes, hot and they workin the phone booth
Cuz Lord knows I'm gonna reload and bust back
Incredible gats, indicted for a federal rap
They ain't duck low enough, shots shredded they hat
Murdered and gone, nigga it's a medical fact
[Hook: Havoc] - 2X
Hold up, this is for my gangsta team
and my dime little mamis rockin Timbs and jeans
When it's on, know we ain't afraid to clap them things
In the club, gettin bent, goin cra-zay!
[Sonsee]
Hold up, this is for my chicks in the spot
All my bus stop bitches that be pushin them drops
Playin the gate, get it ma, get those papes
Hustle that face, seven G's below ya waist
Project chick, dippin whips, cruisin the strip
Gettin money for tuition, go to school and she strip
Kill in the club, when niggaz dicks get hard
Murda mami set you up and niggaz bricks get robbed
Help her soul if a chick try to set my team
I'm tying her up, rep till the death of Queens
All my staircase niggaz keep flippin the jun's
All my outta state niggaz keep gettin them ones
Guns in the air, hit you with invisible glocks
that mean you never see it comin nigga, 52 shots
I'm takin ya block nigga, if you like it or not
You either roll or get rushed (blaow bloaw!) I guess not
[Hook: Havoc] - 2X
[Sticky Fingaz]
Sticky Fingaz, the nigga that be stickin them spots
For all my gun-cock niggaz that be bustin off shots
Lay in the straight, black mask raidin ya gate
Show me ya safe before I put two in ya face
Dirt on my kicks, hoodies all lookin for whips
Catch a rat nigga, leave his Bentley sittin on bricks
Bloody ice-pick fights in the yard
Ten times outta ten, step to me and ya life get scarred
Shoot-outs in broad daylight, bustin at feds
Dirty cops with a ki of coke, bring 'em out dead
For my jail niggaz, stashin bangers deep in they cots
For my grimy niggaz, hidin under cars from cops
Empty the glock, hitchu with disposable gats
Bust you, wipe it off, throw it away, it's a rap
What nigga? I see you back in the hood scrap
Turn ya Benz to a coffin nigga, straight like that
[Hook: Havoc] - 2X
Hold up...
'South Suicide Queens'
'Enjoy!'
'South Suicide Queens'
'Enjoy!'
song performed by by Onyx
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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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All Around The World
Swear to God I just touched down
[chorus: jay-z + (latoiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Killa cali nigga (same song)
A-t-l (same song)
Real-adelphia.. dude its all around the world
[jay-z]
London, england, south of france
And all points between they know about your man
Konichiwa ladies when Im out in japan
Im a tokyo giant like ichiro, I am
Piss poor nigga from the hood but I blew
Now I bounce six-fours up and down crenshaw
Spot me the hotel, the cap, or capri
Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed
Your manll stand manta ray, handlin a steak
And handlin the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that
Or Im mixin in switzerland, tryin to buy time
Ballin out in bali when its gorgeous out in cali
Brunchin at the 4 seasons, off the heezy
When its back home nigga back to the zone
Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me
[chorus: jay-z + (latoiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Brooklyn bombers (same song)
Detroit players (same song)
Chi-town.. all around the world
[jay-z]
Said its all love, sure club, m-i-a
Party at bungalow eight, when I stay
Pool look like a hundred beyonces
A couple fiances, Im the new devante
Come and talk to me mami in the ea-sy
Garant, I hope, she aint too young
Only twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her
Im just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller
Sleep one place, sell the pie to keep the engine
Runnin then I wake up in marthas vineyard
Same boss this year, I think Im gon spend christmas
Reminisce about the time my mom couldnt spend christmas
Now Im gon send her on her own little wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy
A ticket and you pay to see d - sweet sade
[latoiya]
Sade, sade, dont you know I love you sweet sade, sade
All around the world
[jay-z]
Said it aint where you from yo its where you at
Real niggaz out in brooklyn, some niggaz dont clap
Its real killers out in cali, some niggaz just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, its all to the good
Real players in the d-twa, some of them throwed
Slackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes
Real pranksters in the chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined gangsters, come on charlie I know
Shit it aint about your city or borough
Its bout if you really as thorough
And if you are, holla at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you
Real recognize real and you lookin familiar
Ima bed-stuy nigga but I do it to death
I promise Im as st. thomas homey eatin at chefs
One-twelve, a-t-l, the sun up yet?
Then we party like the sun dont set
[latoiya]
We gon take you all around the world.. its the same song (same song)
Everywhere (same song)
Its the same song (same song)
We gon take you all around the world.. same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
All around the world..
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Where You At
[CHORUS]
All my niggaz if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
All my soldiers if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
All my hustlaz if you with me
Where you at? (OH!)
Where you at? (OH!)
Where you at? Say (OH!)
Niggaz if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Soldiers if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Hustlaz if you with me
Let me hear you say (OH!)
Say
song performed by by Lil' Wayne from 500 Degreez
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Murder Was The Case[Remix]
*helicopter flying overhead*
This is angela sanders coming to you live
From the scene of yet another murder mystery
It seems that entertainer snoop doggy dogg has been murdered
We have no information at this time
*journalist speaks in spanish (I wont be insulting and try to transcribe it)*
*lightning cracks*
*helicopter passes by again*
As I look up, at the sky
My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye
My body temperature falls
Im shakin, and they breakin, tryin to save the dogg
Pumpin on my chest and Im screamin
I stop breathin, damn I see deamons
Dear god, I wonder can ya save me
I cant die my boo-boos bout to have my baby
I think its too late for prayin, hold up
A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin
Bring your lifestyle to me Ill make it better
And how long will I live?
Eternal life and forever
And will I be, the g that I was?
Ill make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of
So relax your soul, let me take control
Close your eyes my son
My eyes are closed
Murder... murder was the case that they gave me (repeat 4x)
Im fresh up out my coma
I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner
Its gonna take a miracle they say
For me to walk again and talk again but anyway
I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feet
And everything that nigga said, came to reality
Livin like a baller loc
Im havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke
I bought my momma a benz, my boo-boo a jag
And now Im rollin in a nine-trizzay el do-rad
Just remember who changed your mind
Cuz when you start set-trippin, that ass is mine
Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want, never have a need
They say Im greedy but I still want mo
Cause my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out)
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
If I should die, before I wake
I pray the lord, my soul to take
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder was the case that they gave me (repeat 2x)
No more indo, gin and juice
Im on my way to chino, rollin on the grey goose
Shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with a izz-l, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggaz from the other side recognize my face
Cause its the o.g. d-o-double-g, l-b-c
Mad doggin niggaz cuz I dont care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggaz stare as I enter the center
They send me to a level three yard, thats where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor
Niggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, pops off
Cause you cant tell whats next
My little homey baby boo he took a pencil in his neck
And he probably wont make it, to see twenty-two
I put that on my momma, ima ride for you baby boo
Murder... murder was the case that they gave me (repeat 4x)
Switch!
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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Live Now
[Chorus]
Live now niggaz, there's no promise of a second time around, put it down
you
All you gotta do is just, live now, we spending
Not under the ground yet, we enjoying every second yo
Live now, don't forget to bro, yeah
cause I promise you you'll regret it bro
Picture my last days will be so grim
My daughter at my bedside, respirator in me
Eyes dilated, looking skinny, trying to smile, trying to say something
Whole room will quiet down just to hear my last words
Tears fall down my facial, why fear anything, it's now too late to
I'm dreaming of a time I was silked out at the peak of my career
But I always choked out, leaving mad money on the table at crazy amounts
I would hit the scene for a second and bounce
Admit I did live a little bit, sweet pickle dick
Freaks licked on it, lips I dripped on it
Sex, I dropped pearl necklaces on necks and tits
Traveled half the world, wish I traveled the rest of it
From QB to Mecca kid, so if you knew me
You'd be proud to say I left you with enough memories to resurrect me with
So live now nigga
[Chorus]
[Scarlett]
It's been a long time since you came through to see ya sis
You know I love you, I've been a fan since Genesis
Gotta respect you 'cause you never tied to smash
Since we met a while back, and your style was mack
Now I see that you a man after all you been through
A stand-up dude, held me down after Sekou
Need more brothers like you in the hood, would have wifed you if I could
But the white cells in my blood were no good
Said I had it ten years, but I was just a carrier
I thought, "Me a victim?", could never be my character
It's ill Se' passed the way he did, didn't know how to tell him
Just happy it didn't get in our kid
But all the things I did was the flyest, experiences were priceless
Remember days of diamond cuts
Nugget rings, clubs in Queens, Jetta cars
Used to love them things, Barbados, Belize
I stayed over seas, shopping sprees, credit cards
Pockets of Gs, left the hood, phattest cribs
To platinum from silver, came back, bitches calling me the black Liz Taylor
Imagine that, Rob me? My nigga would kill ya, they knew the rules
All the planes I flew, niggaz I ran through
Lot of unprotected sex, don't know where it came from
Grimy niggaz, rich niggaz, damn it ain't a game son
From the Cayman Islands to the Virgin Islands
Gucci suitcases (coughs), a chic did it, eff the screw faces
Critics and fans, they need to get a life
You doin' the right thing, settle down, get a wife now
I grew with you so you know you make me proud
And most of all you gotta live now
[Chorus: Scarlett]
Live now nigga ain't no promise of a second time around, put it down, would you
you
All you gotta do is just, live now, keep spending
Not under the ground yet, keep enjoying every minute yo
Gotta live it up to the limit yo
cause I promise you you'll regret it bro
[Scarlett]
Son, come close, lemme talk to you
I got music, put it out to the world, let 'em hear it
Look out for little me, one
song performed by by Nas
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Live Now (feat. Scarlett)
[Chorus]
Live now niggaz, there's no promise of a second time around, put it down
We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you
All you gotta do is just, live now, we spending
Not under the ground yet, we enjoying every second yo
Live now, don't forget to bro, yeah
cause I promise you you'll regret it bro
Picture my last days will be so grim
My daughter at my bedside, respirator in me
Eyes dilated, looking skinny, trying to smile, trying to say something
Whole room will quiet down just to hear my last words
Tears fall down my facial, why fear anything, it's now too late to
I'm dreaming of a time I was silked out at the peak of my career
But I always choked out, leaving mad money on the table at crazy amounts
I would hit the scene for a second and bounce
Admit I did live a little bit, sweet pickle dick
Freaks licked on it, lips I dripped on it
Sex, I dropped pearl necklaces on necks and tits
Traveled half the world, wish I traveled the rest of it
From QB to Mecca kid, so if you knew me
You'd be proud to say I left you with enough memories to resurrect me with
So live now nigga
[Chorus]
[Scarlett]
It's been a long time since you came through to see ya sis
You know I love you, I've been a fan since Genesis
Gotta respect you 'cause you never tied to smash
Since we met a while back, and your style was mack
Now I see that you a man after all you been through
A stand-up dude, held me down after Sekou
Need more brothers like you in the hood, would have wifed you if I could
But the white cells in my blood were no good
Said I had it ten years, but I was just a carrier
I thought, "Me a victim?", could never be my character
It's ill Se' passed the way he did, didn't know how to tell him
Just happy it didn't get in our kid
But all the things I did was the flyest, experiences were priceless
Remember days of diamond cuts
Nugget rings, clubs in Queens, Jetta cars
Used to love them things, Barbados, Belize
I stayed over seas, shopping sprees, credit cards
Pockets of Gs, left the hood, phattest cribs
To platinum from silver, came back, bitches calling me the black Liz Taylor
Imagine that, Rob me? My nigga would kill ya, they knew the rules
All the planes I flew, niggaz I ran through
Lot of unprotected sex, don't know where it came from
Grimy niggaz, rich niggaz, damn it ain't a game son
From the Cayman Islands to the Virgin Islands
Gucci suitcases (coughs), a chic did it, eff the screw faces
Critics and fans, they need to get a life
You doin' the right thing, settle down, get a wife now
I grew with you so you know you make me proud
And most of all you gotta live now
[Chorus: Scarlett]
Live now nigga ain't no promise of a second time around, put it down, would you
We'll just live now, there's no reason why you shouldn't, everything is up to you
All you gotta do is just, live now, keep spending
Not under the ground yet, keep enjoying every minute yo
Gotta live it up to the limit yo
cause I promise you you'll regret it bro
[Scarlett]
Son, come close, lemme talk to you
I got music, put it out to the world, let 'em hear it
Look out for little me, one
song performed by by Nas
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Wonderful
{chorus]
[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[JA RULE]
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough
Pimpin ain't easy
Trust me I know
When gangstas and hos
Go go go go go go together
Like chinchilla and bad weather
I'm good but been better
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how I'm livin and y'all women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey on my weakness
Cuz I want the p-u-s-s-y
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life
If it wasn't for the money and the things I got
Shit, she probably wouldn't like me
But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin
Who doesn't like me
And the murderous I-n-c
[Chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[ASHANTI RAP]
Now, how many nights does it take to make you,
To be my love, through all these years?
Done had yo kids.
How could you wonder, hey-yeah?
See, I was wit you through the rain and thunder,
And all that cryin and that pain who-cha-grunda.
Now, tell me baby, do you still wonder, hey-yeah?
Cause Im that chick from I-N-C;
Some try to front, but then, chicks aint me.
Straight to the top, yall all gon see; all my ladies say (uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh).
Its no wonder why we still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.),
And all this hatin and we still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.).
You didnt think that we would be here (R. Kelly: OH!),
Aint (R. Kelly: OH!) no mistakin, this is (R. Kelly: OH!) our year
(R. Kelly: OH!).
[Chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[JA RULE]
I wonder why love is about money
And why wou wanna take it all from me
Honey
My life is dark but its lovely
Crimes cars cribs aint that right kelly?
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Yall bitches don't know
Money aint a thang
MamI need a lil change
Girl im pitchin quarters
Closest to the arches but live in a fortress
New benzes new porsches
New cases new lawyers
im becoming the infamous notorious rule
Niggaz couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Niggaz don't possess the heart that I do
And it's a wonder that im still here
Thought I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its kinda funny how you right back there
[chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[R KELLY]
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh
Oh oh oh oh
[repeat till fade]
song performed by by Ashanti
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Zoom
Uhh, i come from nothin
Come up, i come from nothin
To get it crankin right here
Right here?
Turma-turmoil, torment and turmoil
Uh ooh
We been in bondage for years
For how long?
Trapped up in the ghetto
Yea that's true
Dang, i got a dream though
Fiction
Tryin to make my own progress
That's fictionary
[e-40]
Zoom!
Even though the streets mob filthy, lights burned out (out)
Dopefiends die with antennas in they mouth
Niggaz are starvin, some of my niggaz is havin they cash
Niggaz is ballin, parkin they car, all on the grass
Livin it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els and organized glass
Not none of that old fake ass costume jewelry, that looks like brass
I'm lookin out the window while you play nintendo
You drive a navigator, i drive a pinto
I was there, nothin polite, me and my fools
The ghetto, field mice and rat drippings up in my shoes
A rebel, without a pause, commodes n stars
No toilet tissue, dirty doodoo stains up in my draws
[singers]
Ooh zoom, i like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And i, found a love, that i long to see
And people, who be, who they want to beeee, ho!
[e-40]
I never had, lobster in my life (or what?)
Or teriyaki steaks, just sardines and spam and cornflakes
Pacific bell done put me on restriction once again
I can't call out, but you can call in
Can barely think straight, barely keep focus
My crackhead cousin spent the night (what we got) now we got roaches
(damn!) here lies my property, no composure
Six months behind on my mortgage, house under fo'closure
Momma ain't feelin too good, she diabetic
Scared of needles hospitals ambulance paramedics
And i'm the oldest of fo', sleepin on the flo'
Watchin tv channels we used to borrow cable from next do'
[singers]
Ooh zoom, i like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And i, found a love, that i long to see
And people, who be, who they want
Who they want to beeee, yea! hahahhhhhh!
[e-40]
I seen it in a dream, a big white home, looked like a office building
An old school brougham with a sunroof ceiling
Thug living, sixty-four ounce of drinkin thinkin
"how could i come up, and purchase me a lincoln?"
Drug dealin, leelin and dealin tryin to make a million
Blood spillin, driveby walk up to that nigga peel him
Back then i was blind, penetentiary chance at jail
Livin off my gahl for hella long she worked at taco bell
And if the heater ain't workin and it's freezin cold
We open up the oven and turn on the stove
Survival, granddaddy's appreciation revival church
Of pentacostal, we raised money by givin car washes
[singers]
Ooh zoom, i like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And i, found a love, that i long to see
And people, who be, who they want
Who they want to beeee, yea!
Iiiiiiii...
song performed by by E-40
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Stop Playing Wit Me
HOOODY HOOOOO! Knuckle up nigga
When we catch y'all..
WE GON' BUST Y'ALL AND Y'ALL DICKS UP
ALL BITCH ASS NIGGAZ
Bitches STOP PLAYIN well y'all better stop playin wit me [repeat 6X]
[Master P over repeated line from 3X on]
Tear da club up nigga! [2X]
Whassup NOW?? HUH!
Tear da club up nigga! [2X]
Now y'all didn't know that I was a 3rd Ward psycho
I grew up kinda crazy drink a fifth my uncle bought
Ask Michael and at ten
song performed by by Master P from Only God Can Judge Me
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A'Yo Kato (feat. Magic & Val)
*cell phone rings*
DMX-yo
FRIEND-yo X we got sum bad news...katos dead man
DMX-what???
FRIEND-yeah katos dead man
DMX-YOU CANT BE SERIOUS MAN
[DMX]
Uh, this go out to my dog Kato
Rest in peace baby, it's a K thing
Dogs that I call my friends
Prayin for all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you! Aiyyo Kato!
We started off, two dogs with the same goals (uh)
Nothin but two dogs walkin the same roads (uh)
Two different cultures, but had the same heart (yeah)
Enjoyed seeing the light, but lived in the dark
Dipped out and bumped heads in the parking lot (aight)
It was a quiet brother, didn't like to bark a lot
Came through wreck (uh), when he came, gained respect
So I gave respect (uh), we shared, the same respect
Two names to rep in our own circles (what)
Two brothers with good hearts
But if you start, two bothers that'll hurt you (yeah)
Know how that dirt do, hittin for quarters
Arf arf arf arf! Right back on orders
Guys tried to warn us, but sometimes we don't wanna see
When I first heard, I'm like, this can't be!
Y'all niggaz is buggin, got the wrong information or somethin
Please tell me that these niggaz is frontin! God, no
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends (We miss you Kato)
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
Yo K, let me kick it with you for a minute
It was things left unsaid, dog, we wasn't finished
Never got to say thank you for being a friend
Dogs for life, and you, rolled til the end
Held dog down, didn't let a day go by
Every time dog came to the shy (what) - I was good
Trips out to fendis, with the scramblin squad
If I come back to Phoenix, like, damn it's hard
To accept the fact (uh) that you won't be comin back (uh)
But I hope he comin back (uh), cause I won't accept the fact (uh)
When you came to New York, you had to come to the crib
And vice versa (yeah), that's just how we did
Remote-control cars, what! We would race all day
It was adventure we would chase all day (yeah)
So I'm not gonna say goodbye, my nigga (uh-uh)
Instead I would rather (rather)
Focus on the time we spent together, dat's what matters (for real)
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends (We miss you Kato)
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
I need you save me a spot, nigga, next to you and the Lord (aight)
I don't know when I'm comin, but keep checkin the door (aight)
But while I'm here, knock on wood
I'll make sure your kids remember who their father was, and thou is good
(Aigh) Understood how real niggaz move, we don't talk
But you always gonna have family in New York, believe that (yeah)
And where you at, you can see that
We dogs for life and in death, and I mean that, vato
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
Dogs that I call my friends, prayin for all my friends (We miss you Kato)
Things I do for my friends, we miss you! Aiyyo Kato! (We miss you Kato)
Yo, Where The Hood At is bangin right now man
That was your favorite joint, knahmean (We miss you Kato)
It's goin just like we thought it would baby
(We miss you Kato) Yeah (We miss you Kato)
[Val]
I'll always love you K
song performed by by DMX
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How We Roll
(snoop dogg)
S-n,double o p, mutha fuccaz no me,
Locc'ed up n smoked up,me n goldie loc awayz bangin,war taggin,
Cakis saggin if u yall niggaz leave me hanging,ha-ha-ha-ha-haaah!,
St8 crippin n dippin tha bloods in tha blood, driped outed n they flood,
Do double g,dpgc,lbc,yall know me.
(goldie loc)
Hey locc im representing, ill stump you in tha mud,
Fucc tha vicelords n them crooked ass bloods,
Its easy 2 kill a slob,me n my crip mob,
Lbc how we roll.muthafuccaz.
(tray dee)
Im locc'n it up wit tha loocs,
Pop-pop- gun smoke roccin blu,gray n white
Its a full moon tonight dpgc,
Some slobs wanna fight,pull out tha gat n send niggaz to gangsta city
Sho no pity,when i die.qb,lbc.dpg.loc.
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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A'Yo Kato
feat. Magic, Val
[DMX]
Huh, This go out to my dog Kato, rest in peace baby
Dogs that I call my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you! A'YO KATO!
[Verse One: DMX]
Started off two dogs with the same goal (uh!)
Nothing but two dogs walkin' the same road (uh!)
Two different cultures, but had the same heart (yeah)
Enjoyed seeing the light, but lived in the dark
5th Avenue, bumped heads in the parking lot (aight)
Was a quiet brother, didn't like to bark a lot
Came direct (uh), when he came, gave respect
so I gave respect, (uh) we shared the same respect
To name regret, in our own circles
Two brothers with good hearts, but if you start
Two brothers that'll hurt you (yeah)
Know how that dirt do, Hittin four corners
(arf, arf, arf, ARF) Right back upon us
God tried to warn us, but sometimes we don't see
When I first heard I'm like "THIS CAN'T BE!
Y'all niggaz is bugging
Got the wrong information or something
Please tell me these niggaz is frontin'"
God know..
[Chorus]
Dogs that I call my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things I do for my friends
(we miss you, Kato)
We miss you! A'YO KATO!
Dogs that I call my friends
(we miss you, Kato)
Praying for all my friends
Things I do for my friends
(we miss you, Kato)
We miss you! A'YO KATO!]
[Verse Two: DMX]
A'yo K' let me kick it wid you for a minute
There was things left unsaid, dog, we wasn't finished
Never got to say THANKYOU for being a friend
DOGS FOR LIFE, and you...rode to the end
Held dog down, didn't let a day go by
Everytime dog came to the shy
I was good, trips out to Phoenix, with the scrambler squad
Now I come back to Phoenix and like "damn it's hard"
To accept the fact, that you won't be coming back
But I hope you coming back, 'cos I won't accept the fact
When you came to New York, you had to come to the crib
And vice-versa, (yeah!), thats just how we did
Remote control cars, (WHAT!), we would race all day
It was adventure, we would chase all day! (yeah!)
So I'm not gonna say goodbye my nigga
Instead I would rather
Focus on the time we spent together, that's what matters
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: DMX]
Need you to save me a spot, next to you and the lord (aight)
I don't know when I'm coming, but keep checking the door (aight)
But while I'm here, knock on wood
I'll make sure that your kids remember who their father was
And Val is good, (aight!) understood how real niggaz move
We don't part, but ya gonna always have family in New York
Believe that (yeah!), where you at, you can see that
We dogs for life and to death and I mean that vato!
[Chorus] - 2X
[DMX]
Yo, 'Where The Hood At' is banging right now, man
That was your favourite joint, ya know what I mean?
[Magic & Val] We miss you, Kato
[DMX]
It's going just like we thought it would baby
[Magic & Val] We miss you, Kato
[DMX] Aight
[Magic & Val] We miss you, Kato!
[Val] I'll always love you K'
song performed by by DMX
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Blood
It's a shame
When niggaz gon realize we the same
You helpin the enemy win the game
If you a playa use precision
Don't make a decision in haste
Your blood is a terrible thing to waste
It's a shame
When niggaz gon realize we the same
You helpin the enemy win the game
If you a playa use precision
Don't make a decision in haste
Your blood is a terrible thing to waste
WE ALL BLOOD
song performed by by Goodie Mob from Soul Food
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Izzo
Ladies and gentlemen let's put our hands together for the astonishing
(*girls singing*)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a...
[jay-z]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow of the century.. oh it's timeless.. hov'!
Thanks for comin out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that.. uuunnnh..
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
Was hurtin 'em in the home of the terrapins; got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short with cheese i would work with them
Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers, i was birthin 'em
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, d.a. wanna box me in
But somehow, i beat them charges like rocky
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty, he who does not feel me
Is not real to me, therefore he doesn't exist
So poof -- vamoose, son of a bitch!
[chorus]
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty y'all got to feel me
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up!
[jay-z]
Holla at me...
I do this for my culture
To let 'em know what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me i'm raisin the status quo up
I'm overchargin niggaz for what they did to the cold crush
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us
We can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks
[chorus]
[jay-z]
Yeah...
Hov' is back, life stories told through rap
Niggaz actin like i sold you crack
Like i told you sell drugs; no, hov' did that
So hopefully you won't have to go through that
I was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and rats
Smokers out back, sellin they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why i got my hand closed?
Cracks in my palm, watchin the long arm of the law
So you know i seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
To try and to fail, the two things i hate
Succeed in this rap game, the two things that's great
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
What else can i say about dude, i gets bu-sy
[chorus]
(*girls singing*)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a... (*repeat 4x to fade*)
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Struttin Like A G. O. D.
[chorus: repeat 2x]
Listen; I am the sun, I am the sea
I am the land, I am the tree
Im everything you want to be
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
[verse 1: busta rhymes]
Roll out the red carpet baby the God has come
No matter who you are or where you from
Check it I stay be repin the street and reppin the slum
And while you co-starrin this movie I star is the one, listen
You never imagined that I would become one of the most incredible
Until when ever Im done
Notice the God like meet you from when I was young
Blessed with such a maculess flow and a venomous tongue
How we keep you holla until you collapse on the lung
With the biggest followin the nigga slackin a nun
Able to move a mountain of niggaz havin then sprung
Just check out my women but how be havin then strung ass though
Like how the coke be havin them numb
Run up in the spot like I was holdin and clappin the gun
Now Im lose for yall Im bringin the proof to yall
Ballin and speckin the truth to yall
[chorus]
[verse 2: busta rhymes]
The chorus is singin the words that I fill in my gut
Thats why I always step with a bop and walk with a strut
And I always rep for the block and we all for the bucks
And we always step in the spot and be all for the cut
Vallet block two parkin spots all for the turck
Bounce to the world when I be tired and be gone for the month
And its all for the slut flowin like a force of the water
Keepin it runin so were the niggaz be at
Well they seein me commin
Summers people keep it clapin women just give me they lovin
They way the streets be fillin the kid they really be buggin
Like Im there dearly beloved my soldiers really be thuggin
Or how I really be slugging the ball out the ball park
Keep them whilin then ten minutes later then its sawed off
Create a small spark then down to the levels to make the walls stark
Testin the God I think he be needin them all off
[chorus]
[bridge: busta rhymes]
Listen
I keeps the hustle up in my vain
Cause its all in my blood
Fell my pain
Fell my love
Fellin niggaz struggle till the other one
[chorus - repeat 3x]
Getin to struttin like the g.o.d.
Listen
[verse 3: busta rhymes]
Im sayin we comin through when Im blockin the light
Niggas think they rockin the crowd but aint rockin it right
Make the people shout to the sound and rock for the night
Cause I stay in the struggle ready rock for the fight
I stay whipin the truck and leanin and rock what I like
And quadruple my money more than the block of the white
We sayin we bout ? ? stopin your rooms
How I be rockin the diamonds like Im dropin them jewels
[chorus]
song performed by by Busta Rhymes
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H To The Izzo
ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...
(girls singing)
H to the izz-o...v to the izz-a...
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...hove!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that...uuunnnh...
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
Was herbin' em in the home of the terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese i would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers i was burpin' em
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, d.a. wanna box me in
But somehow, i beat them charges like rocky
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch
Chorus
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty ya'll got-ta feel me
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up!
Holla at me...
I do this for my culture
To let 'em know what a nigga look like...when a nigga in a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full 'o vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me i'm raisin' the status quo up
I'm overchargin' niggaz for what they did to the cold crush
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us
We can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks
Chorus
Yeah...
Hove is back, life stories told through rap
Niggaz actin' like i sold you crack
Like i told you sell drugs...no...
Hove did that so hopefully you won't have to go through that
I was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and rats
Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why i got my hand closed?
Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm o' the law
So you know i seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
To try and to fail, the two things i hate
Succeed in this rap game, the two things is great
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
What else can i say about dude, i gets bizzay
Chorus
(girls singing)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a... (4x to fade out)
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Klack
Yeah.. huh.. it's been a long time
It seem like the whole world waitin on the West coast
We missed you.. welcome back - let's go!
Uhh, yeah that, new West
Yes
C'mon, uhh
Uhh
Here we go - Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang, Steady gang
Uhh, yeah that
Yes
Klack, klack - klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack, uhh c'mon
Yeah, uhh
YEAH! YEAH!!!
[Xzibit]
Strong Arm Steady we ready it's time to ball out
When vocal chords spit cold sh*t they never thaw out
Industry tried to pigeonhole, I had to crawl out
Hear my name bein called out, nuclear fallout
Full body armor with bangers, we goin all out
Garbage bags in trunk of the car, it won't stall out
Hit you where you stay, hogtied, you gettin hauled out
Crush the whole car, it's well planned and thought out
Try to attain fame from beef, you went the wrong route
Scrape a 38 on your teeth, I knock 'em all out
I know you ain't f**kin with me dawg (c'mon NOW)
Underestimate, run up on, it's on now
Have your niggaz plottin revenge and puttin songs out
Demise by design, blueprints is drawn out
Flood crack back in the hood, it's been a long drought
Show you what this gangster killa Cali is all about
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
KLACK - for the niggaz that bang in the inner city and
KLACK - for the enemies creepin to come and get me
Be thankful, if you get away alive
You wouldn't kill or won't let nothin die, so keep it movin
[Xzibit]
Yo! You don't like how I'm livin well f**k YOU
Nastradamus style, make every line come through
Don't make me spit predict your last action
Last man standin (yeah) last man laughin (yeah)
Assassin, crosshairs, smile for the birdie (CLICK!)
Hit you long range, high powered, 30-30 sh*t
If you never heard of a heavy assault rifle
Hit targets a mile away from the top of the Eiffel (woo!)
Knock the soul out of your body, stay plottin like Bin Laden
to swoop down and crash your party
All bark no bite (SHIIIT!) we don't bark nigga
We bite to the white then shake 'til the afterlife
Hard work and sacrifice, who's your daddy?
Make you wanna drop e'rything and move to Cali
We classic, go 'head, speak my name
And I'ma lay your ass down like the All Star game, c'mon
[Chorus]
[possibly Strong Arm - uncredited]
Sawed-off shotgun, shoot through your shoulderblade
b*tch-made niggaz get, hit with a hand grenade
Blow up your Escalade, then I hit the road
and I'm back in the hood lookin for somethin to smoke
Everytime, I use the element of surprise
With a gun that's big enough to make an elephant hide
I elevate my rhythm by hustlin crack addicts
Get locked but, when I'm released I'm back at it
See, Mitch know the time, in front of me the birdie and
Phil got the customers comin to get it early we
came a long way from po-lice chasin us
for dope in our socks and angel dust
Yeah klack for the strippers in clubs shakin they titties
This, mac'll have you b*tch niggaz runnin like P. Diddy
I'll bang you, comin out the side of your mouth
We the reason why you stay in the house, Stizzle, Gang
[Chorus]
song performed by by Xzibit
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