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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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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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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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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?
[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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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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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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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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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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Beware Of The Boyz
Its the Roc in the building...
Calib, Ramel, Tarrell in the house
Yes, live from United States
Brooklyn, New York its ya boy, Young
The Neptunes is in the house
As soon as the beat drop
We got the streets locked
Overseas at Pudjabi MC and the ROC
I came to see the mamis in the spot
On the count of three, drop your body like its hot
One Young
Two you
Want to, three
Young Hov's a snake charmer
Move your body lika snake mama
Make me wanna put tha snake on ya
Im on my 8th summer
still hot
Young's the 8th wonder
All i do is get bread
Yea, i take wonder
I take one of ya chics straight from under ya arm pit
The black Brad Pitt
I mack till 6 in the AM
All day Im P-I-M-P
I am simply
Attached to tha track like simpy
Its simply good young Hov' infinitely hood
(Chorus)
R.O.C and ya don't stop
Pudjabi MC and ya don't stop
Nigga NYC and ya don't stop
It's the ROC, It's the ROC
R.O.C and we don't stop
Pudjabi MC and we don't stop
It's your boy Jay-Z and we don't stop
Nigga, ROC and we wont stop
man we see young hovse oui
Ma,' I ain't gotta tell ya
But it's your boy Hov' from the U.S.
You just lay down slow
Catch your boy minglin, England mackin in the Netherlands
Checkin in daily under aliases
We prevail is sweet back home
screamin leave Iraq alone
But all my soldiers in the field
I will wish you safe return
But only love kills war, when will they learn?
It's international Hov', been havin the flow
Before bin Laden got Manhattan to blow,
Before Ronald Reagan got Manhattan to blow,
Before I was cappin it there back before
Dro', we had it all day, Papi in the hallway, cop one of the sign to give you moye
Yeah, but that's another story
But for now, mami, turn it around and the let the boy play.
Jay...
(Chorus)
song performed by by Jay-Z
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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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The Fatha Figure
Hustlas, ballers, players
Yeah, uh
The father figure
It dont stop, it dont stop
Uh, it dont stop
One love, one love
[j.t. the bigga figga]
I was raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one thats only 12 years old
Crankin off the hook from cousin, let me sport his gold
And I was told to put it down, and keep it real
Like 3x krazy young player about the scrill
In this california lifestyle that I live
Them playas is havin money man in plushed out cribs
Survivin in the city is a serious task
Didnt know the (? ) wanted, didnt have time to ask
Cuz Im bout it bout it like the tru
One love to real hustlers, straight dollars for two
[hook:]
Gangstas, ballers, and hustlers too
Baby youngsters wanna be like you
Youre the father figure of today
We need to find a better way
[j.t. the bigga figga]
We at the afterparty chillin cuz we aint no punks
Some cats is in the back with macks and gold fronts
With sacks they post up, you know we be watchin
Thinkin they got it crankin, playa we got it poppin
Now bitin over dirty work, that aint cool
With cats in drop vettes in mobs and old schools
We rob them old fools, wont you amount your scratch
Respect them young gs, they the ones thats strapped, ya know
[snoop doggy dogg]
Dogg pound, thats the sound, check around, we hold it down
Its the super duper, yes the snoop-a
Comin through, in all gray and blue
Kickin the game to the playas from the bay
All over the world and out the uk
Everybody around they love snoop d-o double to the g
Cuz Im what they love, you see
Ill break em, shake em and I make em and I take em
To the whale, leave em in a spell
And I got a little story to tell
For all my homies thats locked up in jail
I kick it to ya give it to ya for real
Cuz I know yall dealin with the reals every day and
To get killed aint nothin to laugh about
But some niggas goin out so sideways make me wanna get me a
Bulletproof
Hoo ride and slide around town in
But yet and still, if I get peeled
My niggas gon ride forver and thats real
Aint no stoppin we aint coppin no pleas
We spit game for all the real gs
Feel up the (? ) they love to have it
They love to take it to the dome, yeah its on
[j.t. the bigga figga]
Meanwhile back in the lab
Paper was gettin stacked, hatas was gettin mad
Confidential information exchanged up on the regular
One dead head, two steps a my competitor
Catch em slippin cuz they just been bought
Got directions to the house and the keys to the vault
Well let me open up this bundle of money, each off a half
Pullin capers with cousin snoop, kurrupt and young daz
In for the cash
Man this gang is thick
If one caught up in the track we can all get sick
And have em shook
The four o crook didnt leave a clue
Snoop d-o double g tell em what you gon do
[snoop doggy dogg] (both)
Ill keep doin what Im gon do
With my (nigga j.t.) the bigga figga, thats my nigga
Representin (frisco, in case you didnt know)
(we blow by like jerry rice
Come back with styles that are oh so nice)
Snoop d-o double to the g from the lbc
You gots to have (cash) to make it these days
You could make it at least a hundred different (ways)
I go the man and I get a (8 track)
Make me a beat, (smoke me a sack)
Roll up some fat ass uh uh uh
Blaze with my homies and its (on like that yall)
[hook] x 3
song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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We Say Yeah
Mummy says no
Daddy says no
Brother says no
But they all got to go
(Refrain)
Cause we say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We say yeah (yeah)
If we didnt go ahead
And thought of all they said
Might as well give up, man
We might as well be dead
(Ref.)
Now were moving to the front, baby
Well sing another song
The older ones, they taught us
Theyre all dead and gone
(refrain)
Well aim for the sky
And keep on shooting high
Forget about those problems baby
Dont just sit and sigh
(refrain)
(Instr.)
Umm, now mummy says yeah
And daddy says yeah
My brother says yeah
Maybe theyre not so square
We all say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We all say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We say yeah (yeah-yeah)
We say yeah (yeah)
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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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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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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Ozone Mama
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Its a trip yall
Git hip to this yall
It will git yall
Gonna hit yall
Never quit yall
Right in the middle of our minds
The bug that bit yall
Make ya itch yall
Inch by inch yall
Til your tall yall
See it all yall
Near and far yall
We wont ever let it drag
This funny feeling got me reeling
Like Im walking on the ceiling
Do it to me now
Chorus:
Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
bout the love that youve been bringin
Do it to me now
Cmon the ride yall
We provide yall
Its like this yall
Never miss yall
Git up and go yall
Ya never know yall
We be the bottom of your bag
Give a call yall
Anytime yall
Dont be slow yall
Ya gotta know yall
On with the show yall
Bring it all yall
We dont ever have to brag
Well you got this poor boy thinking
Your lovin cup Ive been drinking
Do it to me now
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Cut Somethin' (feat. Ludacris)
[JE]
JE y'all
Y'all know, yeah, yeah check this out
(Cut something, cut something)
We gonna let you in on a little Southern lingo
(Cut something, cut something)
Is that what they saying?
(Cut something, cut something)
(Cut something on the low-low)
[Ludacris]
Check it out
Cut a nigga for the low-low
I'm fixin' to cut a nigga from the So So
I heard you cut a nigga from the DTP, you got DDT
From College Park to the DEC
See we be sittin' on low pros
Shippin' *** in by the boatloads
Not many people can see the cheese
Better run they g's
Ludacris and the Pimp MC's, JE
[JE]
To all of y'all who don't 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, let's just say it might be a long night
The first thing you should know
Do she get down?
Now if she's even feeling you
Is she worth your while?
Had this girl I met the other day
She was feelin' me, I was feelin' her
And I couldn't believe what she said
She said cut something
She looked at me, I looked at her
I said "Ain't Nothin"
Couldn't believe what I just heard
She was not frontin'
I like my woman kind of bold
She was oh, oh, oh - oh, oh, oh, oh
She said cut something
I'm peepin' you, you're peepin' me
So let's stop playin'
She said "You ain't never had a girl like me"
Who will make you feel like this
So we can go after the show
Baby cut something, we should cut something
Don't be scared
See usually I never mess with a girl who steps
Up to me befo
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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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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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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Hide The Bone
(hide the bone) {repeat in song}
(ah yeah, ah yeah) {repeat sample in song}
Hide the bone
(oh yeah) {repeat sample in song}
I cant hold it any longer
Its gettin harder every day
The need 4 u is getting stronger
Than my need 2 play
Chorus:
Playin hard 2 get is gettin hard 2 play
How can I be cool fallin every day?
Playin hard 2 get is gettin hard 2 play
How can I resist? love has got me sayin, baby
Give it up - bang, bang - before it be gone!
Hide the bone
Oh, when u whisper that u want me
Press your body close 2 mine
I feel the fire burnin and I just wanna surrender
I wanna surrender every time, hey!
Chorus
Hide the bone
Hey baby
(bone) {x2}
Ure goin 2 ruin my reputation
Im used 2 makin all the rules
But I cant control this situation (I cant control it)
When it comes 2 me and u
Ure breakin down my resistance
I wont ever be the same, oh no (oh no)
U kiss away all my defenses
This time the hunter is captured by the game (bone)
Chorus
Ah yeah, hey
(bone)
Whatever u do - keep it movin
Whatever u do - dont stop {repeat phrase x4}
Dont stop the groove {x8}
(lets hide the bone)
Bone {x9} (lets hide the bone)
Whatcha stoppin 4, nigga?
I didnt tell u 2 stop
(lets hide the bone)
song performed by by Prince
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Soul Brother
Words and music by freddie mercury,brian may,roger
Taylor and john deacon
God bless my soul here he comes now
The man with the most how does he do it?
Sure hes got style hes so heavy
Hes a trip can do anything
Anything anything
Hes my soul brother
Hes my best friend hes my champion
And he will rock you rock you rock you
cause hes the saviour of the universe
He can make you keep yourself alive
Make yourself alive
Ooh brother cause hes somebody somebody
He can love
Hes my soul brother
When youre under pressure feeling under pressure
Yeah pressure yeah pressure
He wont let you down
When youre under pressure
Oh feeling under pressure yeah pressure
So he wont let you down
My brother wont let you down
He wont he wont he wont let you down
He can do anything anything anything
Hes my soul brother
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh soul brother anything (soul brother)
Anything (soul brother) anything (soul brother)
Hes my soul brother brother brother brother brother
Anything (soul brother) anything (soul brother) anything
(soul brother)
Hes my soul brother
Soul brother he can do anything
He can do anything
cause hes my soul brother
song performed by by Queen
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