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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Related quotes
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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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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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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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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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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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Introduction
(wyclef responding to an overlord voice)
The year
Two-thousand and seventeen master!
The man
Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized
The mission
To carry out the word of the shephard into this cold world
That just keeps folding
The group
I dont know...
Who is the group
Tran...tranzlators!!
(lauryn hill)
What can make a mighty man run?
Make him drop his pride and hide?
Too black, too strong... wrong
Spook sambo nigga jane
You aint so bad, nor big
White sheets make you sad
Fraid youre gonna hang, ahhh
Now thats a black thang
Boy, you scared of me
Boo! see
Hide nigga hide, flee nigga flee run nigga run
If I got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun
My rope
And its a long one
song performed by by Fugees
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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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Cut Something
Je yall
Yall know
Yeah yeah check this out
We gon let yall hear a lil southern lingo
You hear what they saying
Cut something
Cut something
Cut something
You cut something
Ludacris:
Cut a nigga for the low low
Or betta yet cut a nigga from so so
I heard you cut a nigga from the dtp
And got ddted from college park to the dec
See we be sittin on low pro
Shippin bitches by the boat loads
Not to many people dat can see this cheese
Betta run these gs
Ludacris and the pimp mcs je
Je to all of yall
Who dont know
Let me explain
What cuttin is and how it go
Gotta know the game
Cause you can say the wrong thing
To the wrong girl
With the wrong man
And lets just say it might be a long night
First thing you should know
Do she get down
Now if shes even feelin you
Is she worth your wild
Like this girl I met the other day
She was feeling me
I was feeling her
And I couldnt believe what she said
Hook she said cut something
She looked at me
I looked at her
I said aint nothing
I couldnt believe what I just heard
She was not frontin
I like my woman kinda bold
But she was un un
She said cut something
Im peeping you
You peeping me
So lets stop playing
She said you aint never had a girl like me
Make you feel like this
So we can go after the show
Baby cutn something
We should cut something
Dont be scared
I usually never mess with a girl that steps
Up to me before i
Even get the chance
Let a woman be a woman
Let a man be a man see
And thats the way I like it baby
Now theres always exceptions to
To every rule
This one had to let on in
She was hella cool
She like to do the things
That a man really want it
This is what she said
Hook
I know that things have changed
Cause now when women go out
They be on the prowl
Harder then men
I know when I figured it out
When this girl walked up
She said cut something
Something
Aint like Im trippin about it
I just remembered when a man could be a man baby
Yes
I still cant believe what she said
Ludacris:
She need me to feed it
And beat it
Beat it then skeeted
Shed greet it with open tongue
The coke and rum
Gotta her so excited
Shes screamin at the top of lungs
She just cant hide it
Im pop her gums
Cock my popular gun
Shoot shoot
Lick lick
From the head to the toes
Head to the floor
Head till aint no head no more
Cut till aint no bed no mo
Cut to ya bitch dont beg no mo
Jagged edge grabbin legs
Women in the morning scrambling eggs
Cookin meal
Makin deals
And I gotta tell what she said
Hook
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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Clear Da Set
Lil wayne:
Clear da set nigga
(what) (what) (what) (what)
(verse 1)
See I be ridin on the prime in the lex bubble
Ready to come out the truck and make yo chest buckle
When I come I lay the sprays wit ks by the truck load
Shouldve got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle
Now yall was on the block with shot gunz
But when I finished, made it look like yall had pop gunz
Dressed in black...long hair...long gaks...lights off no stunn
Pack to the back, no mask, Im thuggin
(what!)what u wan do, if yo ribs dont bust it
Then 20 mo niggas follow in hummers, so aint nothin
(look!)17 ward is where I grew up at
So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at
I blew up that cmb so respect my peeps
Or else you want yo life to be all over the streets
Now watch me the younger soldier bring u closer to death
A little more than you expect nigga...i clear da set
Chorus:
You know they say lil wayne dem hotboy he will bust dem heads
Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead
Dem...dem...really shouldnt try lil wayne cuz he will play with ks
And will bust a nigga wide open and put his brain on his plate
Now watch a nigga neighborhood (phhhh!!!) go up in flames
They...they all got burnt, couldnt cant stand the heat
I bet none of them (? ) jackers aint gone test lil wayne
Cuz i...i clear the set messin wit me
(verse 2)
I find a nigga where he stay
Cock my iron release and spray
We gone ride or we gone play
Its on my mind nigga anyday
Make you die where you lay
Try me and see what shakes
Why nigga I aint fake
Bahdi bye bye now apply away
With them blood claw...lawd(lord)
The m-o-b will break them nuts off...lawd
The must really think this is checkers boy...but why
But to be this hot when u play wit a peppa boy...now cry
Look...look...i dont mean no harm
But u might think Im wrong
But if u play with me and my click, youll blow up like a bomb
I...i upset yo home
Throw slugz at yo dome
Just gimme the word and I shine the chrome bring my help and its on
Yall lil boys shouldnt come against the uptown assasin
Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon
Soulja bandana wit bannana clips to fit in my sweeper
Once I hit the set look everybody burns like a heater
(chorus)
Now hold up as I bust back, watch playboy
Keep a dub sack, hey boy
Come to irritate yo day, boy
Watch yo chest seperate, boy
When I cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots
And done kill them blood clots....what the deal
Yall niggas wants some more of wit this
Killas like us will take it to you front door with this
See hittin corners aint no real biggie
Im use to be set in that (? ) wit my still flippin
Im pistol grippin...ridin wit my grill glisten
Niggas done caught up in beef ..till they still missin
Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin
A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin bout he gone kill yo ms.s
Now peep it out
We gone clear da set but watchem (sweep!!!) sweep it out
Im cheap and cheaper and cops bustin in yo people house
If the nigga wan play I turn batter to flour
So nigga clear da set and bout 5 after the hour
(chorus) 1x
I makeem watch a nigga neighbor (phhhh!!!!) go up in flames
They..they all got burnt they cant stand the heat
I bet none of them (? ) jackers aint gone test lil wayane
Cuz i...i clear the set messin wit me
With the blood claw.....lawd(lord) (repeat 3x)
Hot boys untamed guerillas...what!!!
song performed by by Hot Boys
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P***ycat
This is another missy elliott exclusive
Its all for the love
But there is more things that keep a man satisfied
And I know the remedy just to cure him from
Cheating even if he tried hey
Pussy dont fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he dont want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy dont fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he dont want nobody else
But me and only me
I know hes a man and men have intentions
To sleep with someone else
But thats why when I make love to him
Im ruling
Try to give him my best hey
Pussy dont fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he dont want nobody else
But me and only me
Pussy dont fail me now
I gotta turn this nigga out
So he dont want nobody else
But me and only me
As long as the pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows mas
Is one of a kind
And thats why he keeps staying
The pussy good
Its alright
Aint gotta worry about my man
Cuz he knows mas
Is one of a kind
And thats why he keeps staying
Look ma
Yea you got the bomb and work
That prissy stuff
Glad it aint the gushy stuff
That gushy stuff?
I dont like the mushy butts
I wish we was
Like comfy over jennifer
Him and her
Too much like I and we
And what that mean?
We just love the booty
All we see in 3d is um
Booty booty booty booty
Oh really
Do me, do me, do me, do me
Run through me like flood go through an iv
Thats good ill make sure you never will leave
Can I put my booty booty
Up in your spaghetti?
Daddy
Are you ready for sacary from me
Pussy gushy mushy what more you want from me
Cuz my feelins h ...[message truncated]
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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I Remember
Y'all ready?
OK
Yeah
Krayzie Jackson
I wanna take this time out right now
Yo holla at my dogs
You know what im sayin?
My Bone thug niggas
I ain't holla'd at y'all niggas in a minute on some real
You know what I'm saying?
So what I wanna do right here is dedicate this to yall; my dawgs
Yo!
What up my nigga! Its been a minute since I saw ya
I hear your lawyer still tryin to get that appeal for ya,
Wanted to holla and tell you what's poppin' but you probably
Already know we been going through problems, anyway I
Hear you been exercising and getting strong in tha mind,
I hear you been searching for god inside the Quran,
Thats cool man I been prayed up myself;
I pray for my health and stress way less for wealth now
I'm still a soldier but I'm trying to be one for Johovah,
We in tha last days, and tha last days is almost over,
We all older now our minds much stronger now,
I can see in ya letters your vocabulary's broader now,
I wish we woulda been this smart before we let this game rip us apart
And we forgot that God was our heart,
But don't even sweat it, my nigga stay strong
And we gon' kick it when you come home, my nigga Flesh-N-Bone
(chorus)
I remember, remember back in the day, when we all used to hang,
Yeah, back in tha hood that was an everyday thang,
Y'all remember, how we got in this game, we was all in tha same,
But then came the fame, and thangs changed
What up, Lay? Hope you and ya family ok,
I dont know where I should begin because I got so many things to say,
We been dogs since the 7th grade, the 7th grade, struggled together for a better way, and better days,
We was Kid-n-Play, Kriss Kross and all them niggas
They called you the light one and of course I was the dark skinned'd one hey!
Yyou was the human beat box, and I was the rapper, entered battles in between classes
Those days, it aint the same no more
We dont even hang no more
We let the fame destroy,
Something that's worth way more
Cause friends
Kinda hard to come by
Aint no telling these days
Shoulda seen it coming aint no trusting these snakes
But all in all, we had a ball,
And even though we took a fall, its not for long fa sho!
We'd be some damn fools if we let silly egos come between some damn trues and cause a fam fued
My nigga, my nigga
(chorus)
Wish! My nigga, I can clearly remember
See me and you go way back to that day and night in November (or was it December)
When we was mobbin trying to rob some niggas
And I was high put the slug in the pump and I cocked that nigga
But I had my finger still on the trigger
Oh my God, my nigga!
Screamin at me like "you shot me nigga!"
And I was shocked my nigga
My ears started ringing I was tweakin
Blood was squirting
You was swerving on tha curb man word man
Rushed to emergency coppers came and arrested me,
Even though you told em I didnt do it they cuffin me
You told we was just chillin and niggas hit us,
Half dead and ain't snitchin now thats tha realest (that was tha realest)
Thats why we still down
Its really real now
Make you feel how
We in it to win it with our ill style
You suckas better recognize
Better check it
When Krayzie and Wish hit em with Thug Line records, nigga
(chorus)
I ain't forgot about you, Bizzy Bone, whats happenin?
We was always in some action every night straight to bracklin(?)
Its crackin
We walked the streets together
Starved and aint eat together
Slept outside in zero below
Was gon freeze together
I remember I went to tha county
And when I got out, you went bustin your pistol; nigga you rowdy
Now how did it all of a sudden get so cloudy?
They say Krayzie got problems with Bizzy that why they,
They breaking up
Only problem I had was you running out on the band
But you explained to me deeper and now i understand
So why is niggas beefin when there's cheese to get,
And bread to stack,
And heads to crack?
We got a daily rap
We get together we tha coldest
The realest East 99 soldiers
United we ball, divided we fall
When Bone come back we'll silence em all! (for real nigga)
song performed by by Krayzie Bone
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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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How Do You Want It
Chorus: K-Ci and JoJo
How do you want it? How does it feel?
Comin up as a nigga in the cash game
livin in the fast lane; I'm for real
How do you want it? How do you feel?
Comin up as a nigga in the cash game
livin in the fast lane; I'm for real
Verse One: 2Pac
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out
Wanna dig you
song performed by by Tupac from All Eyez On Me
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Chonkyfire
Yo, this is my story, this is my song
And to them rudypoots dont attempt to try this at home
Its just a poem until yall learn right from wrong
Kwow when to bless a situation, when to grab the chrome
But its back on, another stormy night in atlanta, georgia
Overcast, but on behalf of outkast, I cordially
Invite you to an emotion filled theater
Bring your umbrella cause young fella it gets no weirder
(refrain)
We reign, reign supreme, preme, dungeon, dungeon kings
Do you know what it brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole
Chonkyfire, spliced with rock nroll indubitably, piper pied
Now hold on my brother no, no, no, no, cant stop the stride
You are now about entering the fifth demension of ascension
Our only intention is to take you high
High, yeah, yeah my lord
(big boi)
To make one bob they head would be the track job
Tour jobs to spit that fire
Some of yall mcs take this rhymin for granted I wont comply
With that slackin, poppin and crackin 4th ward way we snappin
They wont that hardness that oddness that gets a nigga to start this
Whats happenin, see if do what yo wont do today boy
Will I live tommorrow like you cant even live cause you strayed
Motivational skills lackin, when I see you nigga packin
Understand that though, you behind a $75,000 car do
But you still stay with mom though playin the king like don doe
You chocked up, you was the nigga that supposed to be locked up
Makin them thick hip hop is dead, exhume the body if you aint scared
And if I see you in the streets Id dap you down like you was greg
Refrain
song performed by by Outkast
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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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I Dont Know
Dont know
(p.diddy)
All my niggas take a walk wit me
U aint gotta holla,u can talk wit me
Try to learn where my thoughts could be,and how I stack figures
Learn why Im real,still that nigga
I get money I aint gotta do a crime,shit
I hit dimes what I need with a 9
Before yall judge me be clear
We got nothing but heat here
Beware, we here
Whats my name? got chicks twisted like whats my game
Pimp thing still the same I smash it,i dont harass it
Ma,im a baller I score and pass it
Feel me,still me,filthy
Making hits is a crime i,plead guilty
And this is what we came to do
Party,diddy,usher,game is thru
Come on
(usher) (verse 1)
Its right round 11 oclock,one of your girls just called
Asked u how u look,are u ready
U tell her u look hot,not to worry at all
Niggas will be shook u doing it heavy
Shes telling u she might change but u tell her not to,surely she looks stunning
Itll be fun
The club will be full of game but none of that has got u
Me I think your runnin cause Im the one
(chorus)
I dont know what u came to do girl
What u came to do tonight
But I came to party,oh ohh
I dont know what u came to do girl
What u came to do tonight
But I came to party,oh ohh
(bridge)
Ure probably thinking to yourself whats the occasion
And belive me girl I dont just search for fun
The perfect gentlemen at every situation
And the only thing thats missing is the one
Is it u? ?
(chorus)
La la la ghetto girls,la la la suburban girls,la la la international girls
U smell me
(verse 2)
Had to take the time,to open up yo mind
Its exactly what u are.......open
U got the mesmerizing grind
Your shape should be a crime
Damn baby your a star
Your smokin
(bridge)
(chorus)
(ad libs)
(chorus)(out)
song performed by by Usher
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Things You Cant Do
[intro]
Make it make it make it hot
Yeah, ya know something?
Ladies always saying, Im too old for you
Youre too young for me
But cha know something?
Age, it really shouldnt matter
As long as I know how to do it right
You know what Im sayin?
Hey man, kick the verse
Said I got a story
She came in town on business
(and I was just hanging round)
At first I never expected
(something that might go down)
But still I must admit I was checking
(checking out the way she smiled)
Next thing I knew, I was stepping to her
She tried to play it like she runned out an affair
(I dont wanna hear about)
Things you cant do
(cuz you can really do it if you)
Wanted to
(and I dont want you to tell me)
Tell me what you wont do
(baby, just do what you feeling)
(how to do it too)
I approached her in a conversation
(I just had to talk)
She told me that she used to be engaged
(but she called it off)
Then the question came
(why cant girls today tell me your age)
Girl it doesnt really matter
Lets just get together
Whoa oh yeah
(I dont wanna hear about)
Things you cant do
(cuz you can really do it if you)
Wanted to
(and I dont want you to tell me)
Tell me what you wont do
(baby, just do what you feeling)
(how to do it too)
I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha
Luckey aint had a hit in a very long time
Can i, can i, can i, can i
(go creep with you tonight)
Kiss your
(kiss your body tonight)
Touch you
(touch you tonight, hold you tonight)
Baby i
(I dont wanna hear about)
Things you cant do
(cuz you can really do it if you)
Wanted to
(I dont wanna hear about)
Things you cant do
(cuz you can really do it if you)
Wanted to
(and I dont want you to tell me)
Tell me what you wont do
(baby, just do what you feeling)
(how to do it too)
(I dont wanna hear about)
Things you cant do
(cuz you can really do it if you)
Wanted to
I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha
I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha
Repeat above until fade
song performed by by Ideal
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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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What's It Like
Ooh, Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh ahh
Ooh, Ooh ahh, ooh ahh ahh ahh
Everyday I age, I just want my life to change
I've been around, put away my childish things
Like my attitude, it ain't good to be so rude
I wanna be in love, it's my right to
And every year I seem to make some really bad mistakes
And I'm ready now, I don't wanna be this way
I'm finding out, what it's all about - yeah
I want to be in love...
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
And my heart is open, and I've been hoping
To find what it is everybody keep on talking 'bout
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
And my heart is open, and I've been hoping
Somebody show me, what's it like to be in love?
My life has changed somehow, but still so much the same
Got a bank account, I'm still broken down
I need to know, where does this road go (hopefully someone for me)
Family, is that so much to ask thee?
Begging please
Feel like I'm going mad
I'd trade all I have
Just to know...
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
Cause my heart is open, and I've been hoping
To find what it is everybody keep on talking 'bout
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
Cause my heart is open, and I've been hoping
Somebody show me, what's it like to be in love?
I know love is something that you can't go out and buy
When you looking, always seems like it's the wrong time
But I hope one day I'll give away this heart of mine
Girl I think I'm ready
I wanna know love
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
Cause my heart is open, and I've been hoping
To find what it is everybody keep on talking 'bout
What's it like to be in love? That's all a nigga thinkin of
And I was just wondering, will love ever know me?
Cause my heart is open, and I've been hoping
Somebody show me, what's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
What's it like to be in love?
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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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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