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Verse 1] Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd That’s you now, ciao, seems that life is great now See me lose focus as I sing to you loud And I can’t, no, I won’t hush I’ll say the words tha
re the cream in my coffee You're the salt in my stew You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you You're the starch in my collar You're the lace in my shoe You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you Most men tell love tales
the cream in my coffee, You’re the salt in my stew; You will always be my necessity - I’d be lost without you. You’re the starch in my collar, You’re the lace in my shoe; You will always be my necessity - I’d be lost without you. Most men tel
Run-D.M.C.] Tenement buildings, and skyscrapers [Run] Are polluted and often invaded with troubled hearts, and weakened minds Living their lives and hoping to find the golden key, to prosperity Never have a grip on reality This makes day to day living hard Trumpin your fat
you tired of hanging out in your car And getting sweated by the boys in blue? Tired of getting shot by your best friend and not receiving Any medical attention because of lack of insurance? If these are a few problems that plague you and your friends This Nov
Hook:] A wah wi waan Weed and Hennessy And a little bit a grabba leaf Full suit a Louie V Bare gyal inna the vehic's That mi waan fi di Sumaiya Weed and Hennessy And a little bit a grabba leaf Full suit a Louie V Bare gyal inna the vehic's That mi waan fi di Sumaiya [V
Verse 1: The Weeknd] Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas What you following me for? This ain't no f***ing sing-along So girl, what you singing for? It's cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a C4 20's keep t
Verse 1: The Weeknd] Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas What you following me for? This ain't no f***ing sing-along So, girl, what you singing for? It's cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a
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In a plane Locked in chains High above the trees Rollercoaster, ground gets closer Had to hear their screams Weed flavoured Weed flavoured meat I've got it I've got it It sounds a bit perverted To get my meat Most of my mates had to bleed I've got it I've go
Rushawn mi want yo tel dem hi no Dog if yo cyan buy wrisler Yuh no fi smoke cronic Weed naked an yo fi put close pon it Warm up the grabber like mi a rose rabbit Clip pon di lighter the fumes smell pon it So mi lif up in a space fi go tour four planet Look pon mi hand yo si the oz
let me tell ya bout 2 guys I know ol' crew cut chuck an afro Joe well crew cut sang and Joe played sax collecting their money in a hat well the rent was due and the food was gone ol' crew cut knew it was time to move on that's right the more back to back's
Chorus:] Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can't lie I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand n da sky I put my weed hand n da sky I respect it for da luv of life A whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand i
Refrain:] Du meinst, Du weißt gut Bescheid Äh äh, Baby, tut mir leid Ich weiß was, was Du nicht weißt Niemand stoppt die Crew vom Deich [2x] Der Beat ist Dir zu stumpf Ach so, Du stehst auf Kunst Du bist wirklich gebildet und ernährst Dich gesund Dein Gri
it down in double quick time To get the eighth truck shifted 'bout midnight The locker rooms are empty but the Strobo Tickers still spin with their pitching lights And someone with a yellow pass Gives out precise directions as to where and when And here am I with a drumstick, Wh
know the king klick, yeah we got the bomb weed, we got the southern kali shit that make ya eyes bleed, daddy x, d-loc and that boy Johnny richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter where's the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? it's in my backpack , but you ca
s tired of the studio environment He's tired of the tour schedule regimen He's planning for his early retirement He's gonna buy another house and get another renter to pay him rent He's gonna buy another house and get another renter to pay him rent He's living by the ocean an
we've been together For a long, long time You get home from work And then we just turn out the lights Lately I've been dreaming You in leather, me in lace Let's put up the teddy bears And get out the whips and chains Give me weed instead of roses Bring me whiskey instead
yo! F*** NWA (Get the f*** outta here). F*** G Unit (f*** that shit). F*** D12 (motherf***er!). Get the f*** out of the way (f*** you bitch!). Normal motherf***ing crew (motherf***er!). Everyday normal crew (what what what what!). We just a regular everyday normal crew
feat. Jean Grae) [Verse 1] She was on her way to becoming a college graduate Wouldn't even stop to talk to the average kid The type of latina I'd sit and contemplate marriage with F*** the horse and carriage shit, her love was never for hire Discipl
s another one of them smoking songs, ya know what I'm saying? Where my pot heads at? Right here aha, yeah, yeah, CT, check it We rollin trees and smokin la la la la la Another weed song from me Burning more trees than Cheech Chong Red and Meth or roll together in the same L
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yo! F*** NWA (Get the f*** outta here). F*** G Unit (f*** that shit). F*** D12 (motherf***er!). Get the f*** out of the way (f*** you bitch!). Normal motherf***ing crew (motherf***er!). Everyday normal crew (what what what what!). We just a regu
officer I can't lie You done smell it inna me clothes And see tho red inna me eye You don't need to search me If a di ganja u want As u tek it whe I'm gonna look another draw I've got weed on me And its celar to see Cuen if you lock me up and throw away t
Pastor Troy talking] Pimp shit Yeah pimp shit, nigga Wassup baby Ken? Like this hea All my niggaz mayn A yo, all the real boss playa A yo, this real ATL playa style A yo, you can't pimp a pimp playa [Verse 1] Niggaz is trippin, my shoes is tied up Big boss pimpin, tel
my first joint in the morning. I feel tranquility and harmony. Everything is a big field of marijuana. Everybody is fine. They all are smoking weed. Hey bro' smoke. What the f***. The hash is gone. I'll have to buy again and these f***ing clock
your nose off my keyboard what you bothering me for? theres a roomful of uuu what you following me for? this aint no f-cking sing along so girl what you singing for? blowing like a c4 got my whole crew blowing like a c4 20′s, keep the bar rolling Fake ID’s and the tr
now, want to be free.... Tired fe lick weed in a bush Tired fe lick pipe in a gully We want to come out in the open Where the breeze can blow it so far away To the north, to the south, To the eas', an' to the wes' , to the wes' Talkin' about Jonestown, Trenchtown, con
you know about the Einstein crew? Do you know what they do? They're always drinking never thinking just looking for someone they can take and beat down they say they hate that guy, but when I ask howcome they don't know why they're so damn full of hate, but do you think they
Party YEEHAWW I got you arrested because Weed Party come and gone Gone I am about to set this off Til Weed Party is done Is done The wine is there to keep yourself You got it wrong So I brought you perplexing thoughts Words were at a loss A loss It's a good
you know it's on. It's on. Let the funky music Gouge your eyes out Do you want to jam? Take me home now I can feel the bass Your brother's a waitress Your whole crew is whack Weather's gettin' cold down at the bistro Yeah, this is a motherf*ckin' jam This is my crew
cryogenic holocaust Slows down the disease Give us all a taste of your miracle We're thirsty for your medicine The hate burns in our eyes It's kill or be killed It's in the nature of the human races' weak mind To be exterminated by ourselves Just sta
trying to get some weed in the backyard Trying to get a fireplace with a pool Just trying to work it on out Just trying to get trough 1 2, 1 2 am I making contact? Cut trough the static independent broadcast Keep the bar open keep the lights on Cause we aint leaving t
You can't hide, you can't run) Remember to always be true no matter what you do Run it. I never fronted. I got my whole crew life on it. (Think sharp, man listen) (You can't hide, you can't run) Remember to always be true no matter what you do Run it. I never fronte
m pushin for the single yo, c'mon Yo lock the door, uh huh Ya heard, uh, uh C'mon, yeah Y'all know who it is, or should I say what it is Uh, uh [Verse 1] All Drag do is f*** bitches, and drain his body Kickin bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie
say you think I’ve changed, that I just look the same, and nothings left of who you knew or thought I was I see why it seems like that, it’s ‘cause I’m unattached, and nothings quite like being what I need at night I am I am I am this way I’m confused what you mean when you say I’
Raekwon:] Hailin from the slums of Staten Extra gats, Massive workers, Some come home and collapse Witness the style, Profile, Whillin, Floatin with spliffs Dinosaur fifths, They all got style with it Rockin raw pour genuine fabric, Know how to puff Arabic black
don't you try taking drugs again? You were never funnier than you were back than You never go to parties Why is that? Such a drag, not being seen with you Well I've been sat at home Smoking too much weed now I'm even scared of the telephone And I don't even got one Oh-
it ain't fresh then you ain't gettin' play in my tape deck Way back, I used to rock the hat with the suede strap at ABC's Bought my food from the Arabs Played craps on corners where the OG's slang at Cross colors I'm the boss of the playground I hit you on the nuts 'cause I know h
when your raving out, you here a cheer and you shout out loud And out your pocket something drops out, You turn around, and you lose your crowd I tink I, I tink I lost my tings Look down and see, you see your key on string See then the man upon the decks mixing
nigga you can do it too (turn me up, turn me up) You can do it too My nigga you can do it too You can do it too You can do it too (Just tellin you, ya know?) Aiyyo Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills By listening to squeals of PJ whe
ve changed things.... forever You see... you're a freak.... like me! Bend over Shake those titties Pull over, Hello Kitty Back it up like a U-Haul truck Sock it to me, Rub my junk I get on the mic I say what I like Danger, Danger On the spot Ten-Four Ho
No you f***er your smoking that trash all wrong save that for the bitchs Give me a second f***er I'm make a phone call real quick Hey hey say what the f*** is the deal with you f***er anit nothin' f***er I'm just tryin' to show this youg f***er how to smoke I
on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. (Makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.) They got a nigga goin crazy. (Bad ass representin the LBC) (What cha wanna do. You know how we do. Time goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a nigga goin Krazy.
too high, with three bitches With four lives, I'm finna deal Be out at 5 in that 600 Benz Or that 750i. Ate 9 slices of that humble pie. But you know I still talk my shit right What you tryna hear when you high? What you wish they played on the radio
Mase talking:] Just show me the Bounce J, once I get the bounce, I'mma be good. Niggas gon' hate me I get that. Then I'll have everything [J.D. (overlapping Mase)] F***in' with my dough is like f***in' with my pride & f***in' with my hoes is like f***in' with my hig
Verse 1: Juicy J] I'm like a nigga gettin' cream on a triple beam So much money in my face I'm livin' a dream Whips outside Bitches wanna ride Cause they know them trap niggas got them drug [?] They wanna get high for free and a shopping spree Bitch roll me up some wee
[talking]: Just show me the Bounce J, once I get the bounce, I'mma be good. Niggas gon' hate me I get that. Then I'll have everything J.D. [overlapping Mase] F***in' with my dough is like f***in' with my pride & f***in' with my hoes is like f***in' with my high That's two
Q-Tip Just a lil somethin-somethin about the cats who be fronting You know the Tip, he be huntin for all the goodness gracious All across the wide spaces yo, check it out, bust me down, yo Yo... yo... Verse One: Q-Tip Youse my peoples, why it got to c
Missy] Now see, the one thing I like about the niggas Is that they can fess up to one of they boys That they been sleepin' wit' the same chick, and laugh about it But see, a woman, could never admit to another woman That she been sleepin' wit' her man Cuz if that
I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone I met the president when I was half stoned I been so high I've gotten confused I been beat down, broke and used Motherf***er I drank with hank, talked blues with Billy Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy Went from small
Can Put It In A Zag, I'mma Put In A Blunt by Snoop Dogg And Wiz Khalifa Is the big mack i got the .. You might wanna hit this Hook: You Can Put It In A Zag, Imma Put It In A Blunt You can stay in the back i'ma stay in the front No stunned no punked it really do
BENTON: F*** these lame niggas in my city If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by These new rappers too emo I'm just stackin' bread, I
Big Boi] Boy stop, you ain't no DJ... [*echoes*] ("Greetings...") I double dare, matter of fact nigga I double dog dare any rapper that take it there with this playa here Let's be clear, I'm a leader not your peer Valedictorian of this rap shit ev
Talkin'] Boosie boo!! Boosie boo, nigga!! And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word, life story for life story, mane I'm the truth [Verse 1] We started off in the backyard, I'm that boy, Hate to lose, If I lose, yo can get bruised, I'm that hard. Lif
don't own me You don't own me Woah, let's go But I'm Gerald and I can always have just what I want She's that baddest I would love to flaunt Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent But nope, she ain't with it though All because she got
don't own me You don't own me Woah, let's go But I'm Gerald and I can always have just what I want She's that baddest I would love to flaunt Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent But nope, she ain't with it though All because she got her own dough Boss bossed if yo
don't own me You don't own me Woah, let's go But I'm Gerald and I can always have just what I want She's that baddest I would love to flaunt Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent But nope, she ain't with it though All because she got her own dough Bo
night me and the crew hit the road on a mission To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin' Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless Until we brought Skip O'Pot2Mus And Daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb And everybody knows that the Daddy eats his y
walks through the doors of the club Chilling with her man Looking sexy as hell With the jeans and the matching bag The way she licked her lips Made me want to go ask her name The way she moved dem hips Kept stearing at me Let me know she wanted to play [Chorus]
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