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ain’t got no mutha f***in friends Thats why I f***ed your bitch You fat mutha-f***a Take Money West Side Bad Boy Killers Take Money You know who the realist is niggas we bring it to Take Money ha ha, that’s alright First off, f*** your bitch And the click you clai
Verse 1] I tried to talk to him Quit talkin, I'ma hang ya by your tongue, Yea Any motormouth could get hung high We don't f*** wit niggaz like fungi We don't even hear ya Hollerin bullshit nigga quit the diaherra Pistol lie inside of the armrest, um y
ain't got no motherf***ing friends That's why I f***ed your bitch You're fat motherf***er {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the realist is niggas we bring it to {Take Money} (ha ha, that's alright) First off, f*** your bitch And t
he was cheming I was beamin' in the Beamer Just beamin' Can't believe that I caught my man cheatin' So I found another way To make him pay for it all So I went To Neiman-Marcus On a shopping spree And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia And as
he was schemeing I was beamin in the Beamer just beamin Can't believe that I caught my man cheatin' So I found another way to make him pay for it all So I went To Neiman-Marcus on a shopping spree And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia And as the cash box rang I tho
feat. Paul Wall, Bun B) [Chorus: Paul Wall] I'm comin down, I'm actin bad I'm chunkin dueces and I'm choppin up the slab I'm comin through, I'm tippin dime I'm sho a naked and I'm straight actin a clown [x2] [Bun B:] I'm a certified D-boy, a real big nut
feat. Paul Wall, Bun B) [Chorus: Paul Wall] I'm comin down, I'm actin bad I'm chunkin dueces and I'm choppin up the slab I'm comin through, I'm tippin dime I'm sho a naked and I'm straight actin a clown [x2] [Bun B:] I'm a certified D-boy, a rea
Yo Man When You See Khia! Hoe... Call The Copz When You See Khia Bytch Tried 2 Diss But She Lame She Ain't Finished Now She Bout 2 Feel The Raft Of A Menace Bytchez I Hit Em' Up! Now all this talk bout jacki-o bein the queen of the south. Yea u a queen, a drag queen u ugly
GRAB YO MAN WEN YUH SEE KHIA (HOE), CALL DA COPS WEN YUH SEE KHIA, BITCH TRIED TO DISS BUT SHE LAME SHE AIN FINISH, NOW SHE FINDA FEEL THE RALF OF MINIS BITCHEZ I HIT'EM UP, HOW YUH GON RAP WITH DICKS FLYING ALL OUT YO MOUTH, BUT IMMA TO MAKE YUH BOW DOW
Talking] 7-1-3's finest, CMG Ghetto Dreams, Presidential [Hook: Lil' Keke & (H.A.W.K.)] You hit em high, I'ma hit em low (hit em low) You hit em high, I'ma hit em low (hit em low) You hit em high, I'ma hit em low (hit em) (and if you hit em in t
Missy, yeah B.I.G. Ha ha, yeah, I like that [Lil' Kim] Uhh, it's the Q to the B to the double E, spittin' lovely And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha) Think not, excuse me but uh I like to flow Cau
has Come to my understanding that There are those, who have questioned my skills And abilities Since it is thus I must Release it, myself Forth with be thou repremanded Hit'em! Hocus Focus on the mighty mic loco Me and the 40 jump yo ass like a pogo You betta kick it 'caus
Missy, yeah B.I.G. Ha ha, yeah, I like that [Lil' Kim] Uhh, it's the Q to the B to the double E, spittin' lovely And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha) Think not, excuse me but uh I like to
Intro] Greetings, earthlings We have now taken over your radioooo..... [B-Real] Goin' straight through the hole You ain't got no game I'm breakin' ya out the frame Coming through like a train Looking to take over the world is my goal With my unstoppable crew ta
Run] Next.. next.. next.. Next y'all it's yes y'allest the tallest Three the hardest from Hollis If we didn't lock the blocks a lot of blocks'd be jobless, son Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay say, hey! Come come and see the way we play ?? away day In and out, sendin shout
Turk] Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas, and sharks Niggas that's 'bout beefin' - lettin' them K's spark Knockin'-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers - them real niggas
comes the lyrical breakdown Move out the way punk and take a seat clown It's the Ice Man slicin', dicin' Hittin' like Tyson So listen to the rhythm I givin' em My lyrics got the impact of a Mac truck When I'm sendin 'em Yo, my funky rhymes flow Kickin it like p
baby baby, juss a lil bit baby baby, juss a lil more baby baby, let me see ya walk to me talk to me held me right (verse) i did cause a commotion i cant help but make a scene i aint looking for something permenant to get at me if you rock me, u can keep me tel
m burning up up inside You left me out here all alone Now I know it's way to hard for us to just hold on This is a sign we should let it go Girl I try my best to put up with your silly games But nobody sees you crying when your in the rain You got me g
2Pac talking:] [*laughs*] We're going platinum nigga, we going platinum [2Pac:] Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherf***er We get my nigga Treach from Naughty By Nature up in this motherf***er [Stretch:] My nigga Apache up in this motherf***er
m the arsenal I got artillery, lyrics of ammo Rounds of rhythm Then I'm 'a give 'em piano Bring a bullet-proof vest Nothin' to ricochet ready to aim at the brain ~Now what the trigger say Tempos triflin' Felt like a rifle Massage 'n' melodies Might go right
Intro] Ace Hood (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta (Ay, Get Em Up) (Ay, Get Em Up) Chea (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta, Gutta, Hey [Verse 1] I got my drop top rollin' and I'm heading to the mother land Grippin' on that steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag Hundred in the Louie,
s movin' to the beat Music makes me wanna move my feet See, I feel the need to get away From the pain and pressure of today The DJ comes to my rescue He throws a beat you've got to move to The people screaming yelling on the floor Singing: Mister DJ, give me more Let th
'em up, roll up the hooty mac, roll 'em up Roll 'em up, roll 'em up, roll 'em up... I need some herbs and spices So I can feel nices The breeze, coolin like a summertree Cuz it's the I-C-E and you know I got the feel it I score it, and I ain't gotta steal it So bring on the
chorus] If you want some, come and get some We gon' make it hit like a kick drum We just, shake shakin' it up, yeah, shake shakin' it up If you want some, come and get some We gon' make it hit like a kick drum We just, shake shakin' it up, yeah, shake shakin' it up Now
right here is payback from way back, I don't play that This right here is payback from way back, I don't play that This right here is payback from way back, I don't play that This right here is payback from way back, I don't play that Recognize a real dime when
... Yeah OOOOOOOOO Well sometimes I lose my direction, And sometimes I jump off track But when I ride out baby, I can always get back I need to feel the cool breeze in my face, The rumble of the engines between my legs Hey little sister, You can color me gone
Forty individuals Keep it on the low? keep it on the low, aiiight Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up [rubberbands] Yo with your departure let's start the execution Seems li...
y'all ready to go up in here? Aiight, pull the black mask down We bout to rush the door (Ah shit, hide your jewelry) I told y'all we was coming Yo everybody watch out Word up [Chorus] Get it up, huh The ice on ya wrist player pick it up, huh My killers in the cut
You got nickels in your pocket, man Your unconventional way of makin' money's sad Call one of your sugar-babies when you get hungry You goal's a lot bigg...
Hook: 8x] My niggas (Get 'em up) My bitches (Get 'em up) [Verse 1: Lil' Pete] It's Pete baby You best of recognize Grab my gold teeth baby One of the good guys Say she's a freak baby Tell me what's up then U wanna freak I wanna freak Then we can freak the
Intro: Nelly] Can I get a hey hey? I get a ho ho Can I get a hey hey? I get a ho ho [Verse 1: Murphy Lee] [Verse One].. What's it gon be today? (Let's see) The yellow Benz or the red Navi' Iny, miny, ony, mo That's the way I pick when I'm ready to ro
.. I.... [Chorus] You say you got a man at home But he dont dig deep in ya guts And he aint freaky enough, But me I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides I pour a little drank We smokin on a sac You like it fr
Hey what's up fam? (what's goin' down? ) word to this gp shit right here Nawmean? (1-2) turn my mic up. we're comin' through until the next Millenium. (word born no doubt) time to hit 'em with that shit. Down low reka: Take flight thieves in the
there was you we didn´t know what to do but I don´t give a f*** about the things that I blew. Sucker MC don´t you love me, wanna have me, wanna que me, one two three. It´s just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social, scraping the skin of our culture, civiliz
baby, hello, hoe guess who's back Ook who's back bitch, and I'm bout I'm bout it, ok I wanna tell you I'm bout that I'm bout that life, big fun Wo bitch, look, it's the based God I'm a keep it real, I love a hoe As far as money goes, I'm on the road Only go to the gold, cast the
Nas] One 44, two 45's 3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives 500 Benz, 6 reasons why This kid should die We shootin every motherf***er outside Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our hand At the same time everybody ran There that nigga go,
there was you we didn´t know what to do but I don´t give a f*** about the things that I blew. Sucker MC don´t you love me, wanna have me, wanna que me, one two three. It´s just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social, scraping the skin of our culture, civilized vul
s not chipped, when I crack Oh we're shattered... Mariah ayyy ayyy.. Young Money ayyy ayyy.. Nicki Minaj ayyy ayyy.. You're such a Barbie Mariah, I was in the milion dolla meetins he was cheatin All up in the church,he was sneakin with the deacon Cats aw
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with me! Ready or not! You got to jump to the music! Come with me! It's gonna get hot! You got the rhythms to use it! Not everybody cooperates, and I'll say if they wanna play rough: Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Come with me! And reach for the sky! Get
[Hook: Phora] Stick em' up, Stick em' up, Stick em' up now Stick em' up, Stick em' up, Stick em' up, what Stick em' up, Stick em' up, Stick em' up, uh Sti...
with me, (ready or not) You're gonna jump to the music Come with me, (it's gonna get hot) You've got the rhythm so use it Not everybody cooperates An' I say if they wanna play rough Beat 'em up, beat 'em up Beat 'em up, oh beat 'em up... Come with me, (reach fo
(Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) [ VERSE 1 ] Bring on the mo's and ho's Don't snooze or doze Cause I'm rippin up shows Hold your nose, dead bodies are around I leave scratch marks under the tears of a
saw this guy 6 foot 3, talking on his cellie, looking at me, i liked his vibe, the magnul eyes, (oh yea, mmm mmm) across the room, the way he moved, looking all hot in them timbaland boots, i liked the things, the things he do, (oh yea, mmm mmm) you know its time for dancing,t
gotta beat em Beat beat em up You gotta beat em Beat beat em up You gotta beat em Beat beat em up Beat em up Beat em up You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheating anyhow You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know
said the man's goin' home with me She told the bar she was takin' all bets Well never trust a woman drinkin' whiskey That lights her own cigarette I started callin' her baby, temptation was drivin' me wild I think the only thing that saved me It's just no
em up Im talkin bout a lighter on a Saturday night The band plays a song you like and you sing along Raise em up Im talkin bout Daddys old pickup truck Shotgun seat, theres the one you love and youre kissin on Get those white sails sailing down in Mex
drivers licence said James, he went by Jim A gangster wanna be and baby that was him He stole his uncles .44 last friday night. Said if I wanted in we’d have to plan this thing just right We’ll need the gloves We’ll need the bags, a couple masks We’ll need to steal a car with
can stop me, I'm all the way up All the way up I'm all the way up I'm all the way up Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need? My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin' Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin
ll put your picture on a magazine Gotta get your face on a video screen We'll make you famous if you're helping us out Boost the ratings with the panic route That's the way, that's the way You gotta give 'em all a show Get your gun, get your gun, baby And shoot it u
B-Real] Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood who's up to no good, and wishes a man would come up and give him a reason to blast on.. I wouldn't put it past him! He's got juice, how long will it last him? He's gettin back, at, all the punks that harass
shot an ol' bottle with my favorite gun just last night It shattered and the sound made me feel like the king I am The neighbors all heard and got scared Thought it was a gunfight But hell, it was fun, so I did it again 'Cause that's the kinda ki
'em up and eat 'em up That's my boy Pop it in the oven and jump for joy Smells so good, I just can't wait Please put some macaroni on my plate Shake it up and bake it up That's my girl Best cornbread in the whole wide world I'll have one, I'll have two
on my big wheel Rollin' on my big wheel (I don't wanna) I don't wanna grow up I just wanna have some fun I can remember growin' up on three wheels neighborhood kids out so chill as I peel out of my moms house all day played hard until the su
'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Baby, when you marry your railroad man Every day'll be pay day, dollar bill in your hand Baby, i
.. N-O What up baby this NAS.. Chilling nigga, chilling in Barbados you know mean! Yo man I heard you working on the album Man, I know that shit is going down crazy man You know you got to smash niggas man... You know how we do this shit here... Got to the damn thing, but yo
Traditional) Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Baby, when you marry your railroad man Every day'll be pay day, dollar b
look back never let it go Do the graveyard dance at the midnight show Beggin for the chance, got my finger on the trigger Gonna make a bigger bang baby make it bigger Burden in my hands burnin up the road you know That I feel alive, in overdrive On and on and on we go... (
chorus] Throw Em' Up woody were over here woody what's ur problem woody my gurl's Marianna Garcia aka mariachi woody so back off woody cuz' im cumin' woody stop frontin' woody dont be a snitch cuz' u then gonna be a bitch homie so Throw Em' UP homie [Romeo]
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