Mixes
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50 Cent]
Yeah, I like the way this feel
This make me wanna just (G-G-G-G, G-Unit!)
Buck somethin, hahaha (G-UNIT!)
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga you shit on me, I shit on you
You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you
An eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[50] Get 'em Banks!
[Verse One: Lloyd Banks - singing]
They can't hold me
I'm Lloyd Banks the one and on-ly
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your ho-mey
But ain't a government around that can control me
Oh no!!!
[rapping]
Uhh, I'm on that 'Doggystyle' shit, man I don't love a hoe
Poppa wasn't 'round, so I had to let my brother know
Never stay at center, play the back and let your money grow
Most them niggaz wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
Southside Jamaica neighbor yeah that's where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then there's more than one gun
Fly straight soldier, ain'tcha tired of bein the dumb one
Or are you satisfied bein another nigga's Dun-Dunn
We all know friendships turnin sour when you gettin it
Some niggaz hate me in the hood, but I don't owe them niggaz shit
Smilin all up my face like I don't know them niggaz sick
But I can care less, I'm on the Island and I'm gettin rich
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Young Buck]
Walk it and talk it, spit it how I live it nigga
Came from the country, Dirty South get it nigga
Feds try and question me, they run up in my ho-tel
They said there was a shootin, but they found no shells
New York City hell they throwin niggaz under jails
I got love for dem and I ain't even from dere
Now bust a shot for dem boys on da block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There's somethin bout the sound of a trey-pound
That make me pull up, hop out, and make a nigga lay down
See every time we 'round, you hear some shots go off
And niggaz get they chains snatched when they tryin to show off
Shootouts in broad day, we do it the mob way
And come to find out, these niggaz softer than Sade'
I'ma keep livin my life with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist full of ice, you can call me a Don motherfucker
[Interlude: singing]
We got the Hei-ny
So make one wrong move and you're dy-ing
Ain't no time for coppin a plea and cry-ing
Cause my niggaz ain't gon' stop ridin'
So you gone
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 50 Cent]
I got a handgun habit, nigga front I'll let you have it
When the shots go off, cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm allergic to the feathers on these bird-ass niggaz (yea)
Front and I'll put your brains on that curb fast nigga
I ain't a marksman, one spark and I spray shit
Nuff rounds from that H-K, I don't play bitch (uh-huh)
Move like I'm militant, back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, unruly, but niggaz can't move me (yea)
I squeeze 'til I run out of ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I have your people pourin our liquor and lightin candles
You fuck around I blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home, turn to the sports section and read your mind
It's crystal clear, you should feel when that gat bust
First there's crime scene tape, then you end up in that black hearse
We don't go to funerals, but we'll go to your wake fam
Do your body all banged up, you made a mistake man
[Chorus]
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~LYRICS~
(Verse 1:)
Weak lookin' boy, you slow lookin' boy,
Dirty white sock on your toe lookin' boy,
You rat lookin' boy, will you marry me, splat lookin' boy,
Whoopi Goldberg black lip lookin' boy,
Midnight train Gladys Knight lookin boy,
You poor lookin boy, Don Imus ol' nappy headed ho lookin' boy,
Dick in your booty that smell lookin' boy,
Do you run with the KY jelly lookin' boy,
Getchya Riiiickkyy!! Morris Chestnut shot in ya back lookin' boy,
Valtrex brand new gay lookin' boy,
You in house L Cool J lookin' boy,
Getchya No Mama! No Mama! Penny off good times big J.J. lookin' boy,
(Hook) [X4]
Point Em' Out
Get Em'
(Verse 2:)
Oh L.L. I need love lookin' boy,
Fake I.D. can't get in club lookin' boy,
Remember me from school? Hell no you gets no love lookin' boy,
Gangsta homo thug lookin' boy,
Ring around yo tub lookin' boy,
Oh it's the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin' boy,
Got yo hand off the chain lookin' boy,
This yo brain on drugs lookin' boy,
Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Bernie Mac lookin' boy,
No eyelids can't blink lookin' boy,
You are the weakest link lookin' boy,
No Chris, no Chris, no! Raz B lookin' boy,
(Hook) [X4]
Point Em' Out
Get Em'
(Verse 3:)
You better getchya weak lookin' boy,
Geek lookin' boy, Pepe Le Pu you stink lookin' boy,
You don't do nothin' but wash my feet lookin' boy,
Bang, bang, bang, skeet, skeet, lookin' boy,
Tight lookin' boy, I fight lookin' boy,
Had to retaliate, Mike lookin' boy, you dike lookin' boy,
Your momma so slow she can't cook Minute Rice lookin' Boy,
Flop lookin' boy, Stop lookin' boy,
Can't take off her top lookin' boy,
Women be shoppin, women be shoppin, black Chris Rock lookin' boy,
Case lookin' boy, Horse and carriage, Cam'ron and Mase lookin' boy,
You ape lookin' boy, Can I help you? Yea put 2 on eight lookin' boy,
(Hook) [X4]
Point Em' Out
Get Em'
(Verse 4:)
You'ze a broke lookin' boy, joke lookin' boy,
Let me clear my throat lookin' boy,
Spongebob on your shirt lookin' boy,
I play in dirt lookin' boy,
All dirt K-Swiss lookin boy,
Brown dookie stains in drawers lookin' boy,
Scooby Dooby-Dooby-Doooo!!! Mike Vick lookin' boy,
I won't need no rent lookin' boy,
Lookin' real ugly in the face lookin' boy,
Jail lookin' boy, weave lookin' boy,
Need to brush yo teeth lookin' boy,
Boot lookin' boy, soup lookin' boy,
Wearin' green Joc in suit lookin' boy,
Say it again! Say it again! Ol' pinky lookin' boy,
(Hook) [X4]
Point Em' Out
Get Em'
(Verse 5:)
Just letchya soul gllloooowww!! Curl lookin' boy,
I know you wanna leave me, David Ruffin lookin' boy,
Anywhere you meet me goin' down lookin' boy,
Hot Stylz and Young Joc lookin' boy,
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha tickle me Elmo lookin' boy,
You'ze a brawl lookin' boy,
If I was a little bit tall lookin' boy,
(Sniff, Sniff, Sniff, Sniff) now that's the smell of clean...ol' Pine-Sol lookin' boy,
This is the song that doesn't end, lamb chop lookin' boy,
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, ol' pops lookin' boy,
(Hook) [X8]
Point Em' Out
Get em'
(I look like I eat tuna casserole all day lookin' boy)
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(Verse 1)
You weak lookin’ boy.
You slow lookin’ boy.
Dirty white sock on your toe lookin’ boy.
You rat lookin’ boy.
Will you marry me, splat lookin’ boy ! Whoopi Goldberg black lip lookin’ boy.
Midnight train Gladys Knight lookin boy.
You poor lookin boy.
Don Imus ol’ nappy headed ho lookin’ boy.
Dick in your booty that smell lookin’ boy.
Do you run with the KY jelly lookin’ boy.
Getcha Riiiicky! Morris Chestnut shot in ya back lookin’ boy.
Valtrex brand new gay lookin’ boy.
You in house L Cool J lookin’ boy. Getcha No Mama! No Mama! Penny off good times big J.J. lookin’ boy.
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 2)
Oh L.L. I need love lookin’ boy.
Fake I.D. can’t get in club lookin’ boy.
Remember me from school?
Hell nah you gets no love lookin’ boy! Gangsta homo thug lookin’ boy.
Ring around yo tongue lookin’ boy.
Oh it’s the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin’ boy.
Got yo hand off the chain lookin’ boy. This yo brain on drugs lookin’ boy, Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Bernie Mac lookin’ boy.
No eyelids can’t blink lookin’ boy. You are the weakest link lookin’ boy. No Chris, no Chris, no! Raz B lookin’ boy!
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 3)
You better getcha weak lookin’ boy. Geek lookin’ boy.
Pepe Le Pu you stink lookin’ boy.
You don’t do nothin’ but wash my feet lookin’ boy!
Bang, bang, bang, skeet, skeet, lookin’ boy!
Tight lookin’ boy, I fight lookin’ boy.
Had to retaliate, Mike lookin’ boy. You dike lookin’ boy.
Your momma so slow she can’t cook Minute Rice lookin’ Boy.
Flop lookin’ boy, Stop lookin’ boy.
Can’t take off her top lookin’ boy.
Women be shoppin, women be shoppin. Black Chris Rock lookin’ boy.
Case lookin’ boy, Horse and carriage, Cam’ron and Mase lookin’ boy.
You ape lookin’ boy, Can I help you? Yea put 2 on eight lookin’ boy.
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 4)
You’ze a broke lookin’ boy, joke lookin’ boy.
Let me clear my throat lookin’ boy.
Spongebob on your shirt lookin’ boy.
I play in dirt lookin’ boy.
All dirt K-Swiss lookin boy.
Brown dookie stains in drawers lookin’ boy.
Scooby-Dooby Doooo!!! Mike Vick lookin’ boy!
I won’t need no rent lookin’ boy.
Lookin’ real ugly in the face lookin’ boy.
Jail lookin’ boy, weave lookin’ boy.
Need to brush yo teeth lookin’ boy.
Boot lookin’ boy, soup lookin’ boy.
Wearin’ green Joc in suit lookin’ boy.
Say it again! Say it again! Ol’ piggy lookin’ boy.
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 5)
Just let your sooooul glooow ! Curl lookin’ boy.
I know you wanna leave me, David Ruffin lookin’ boy.
Anywhere you meet me goin’ down lookin’ boy.
Hot Stylz and Young Joc lookin’ boy.
Uh-Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha tickle me Elmo lookin’ boy.
You’ze a brawl lookin’ boy.
If I was a little bit tall lookin’ boy...
(Sniff, Sniff, Sniff, Sniff) now that’s the smell of clean, ol’ Pine-Sol lookin’ boy !
This is the song that doesn’t end, lamb chop lookin’ boy.
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, ol’ pops lookin’ boy.
(Hook)X8
Point Em’ Out
Get em’
[Ooooh]
(I look like I eat tuna casserole all day lookin’ boy)
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(Feat. Yung Joc)
(Verse 1)
Weak lookin’ boy, you slow lookin’ boy
Dirty white sock on your toe lookin’ boy You rat lookin’ boy, will you marry me, splat lookin’ boy,
Whoopi Goldberg black lip lookin’ boy,
Midnight train Gladys Knight lookin' boy,
You poor lookin boy, Don Imus ol’ nappy headed ho lookin’ boy,
Dick in your booty then smell it lookin’ boy,
get run with the KY jelly lookin’ boy,
Getchya Riiiickkyy!! Morris Chestnut shot in ya back lookin’ boy,
Valtrex brand new gay lookin’ boy,
You in house L Cool J lookin’ boy,
Getchya No Mama! No Mama! Penny off good times big J.J. lookin’ boy,
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 2)
Oh L.L. I need love lookin’ boy,
Fake I.D. can’t get in club lookin’ boy,
Remember me from school? Hell naw you gets no love lookin’ boy,
Gangsta homo thug lookin’ boy,
Ring around yo tub lookin’ boy,
Oh it’s the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin’ boy,
Got yo hand off the chain lookin’ boy,
This yo brain on drugs lookin’ boy,
Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Jang-A-lang, Bernie Mac lookin’ boy,
No eyelids can’t blink lookin’ boy,
You are the weakest link lookin’ boy,
No Chris, no Chris, no! Raz-B lookin’ boy,
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 3)
You better getchya weak lookin’ boy,
Geek lookin’ boy, Pepe Le Pu you stink lookin’ boy,
You never washed my feet lookin’ boy,
Bang, bang, bang, skeet, skeet, lookin’ boy,
Tight lookin’ boy, I fight lookin’ boy,
Had to retaliate, Mike lookin’ boy, you dike lookin’ boy,
Your momma so slow she can’t cook Minute Rice lookin’ Boy,
Flop lookin’ boy, Stop lookin’ boy,
Can’t take off her top lookin’ boy,
Women be shoppin, women be shoppin, black Chris Rock lookin’ boy,
Case lookin’ boy, Horse and carriage, Cam’ron and Mase lookin’ boy,
You ape lookin’ boy, Can I help you? Yea put 2 on eight lookin’ boy,
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 4)
You’ze a broke lookin’ boy, joke lookin’ boy,
Let me clear my throat lookin’ boy,
Spongebob on your shirt lookin’ boy,
I play in dirt lookin’ boy,
Balled up dirty K-Swiss lookin boy,
Brown dookie stains in drawers lookin’ boy,
Scooby Dooby-Doooo!!! Mike Vick lookin’ boy,
'I wont loose no weight' lookin’ boy,
Lookin’ real ugly in the face lookin’ boy,
Gel lookin’ boy, weave lookin’ boy,
Need to brush yo teeth lookin’ boy,
Boot lookin’ boy, soup lookin’ boy,
Wearin’ green Joggin' suit lookin’ boy,
Say it again! Say it again! Ol’ Pinky lookin’ boy,
(Hook)X4
Point Em’ Out
Get Em’
(Verse 5)
Just letchya soooooooooooul glooow!! Curl lookin’ boy,
I know you wanna leave me, David Ruffin lookin’ boy,
Anywhere you meet goin’ down lookin’ boy,
Hot Stylz and Young Joc lookin’ boy,
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha tickle me Elmo lookin’ boy,
You’ze a brawl lookin’ boy,
if i was a little bit tall lookin’ boy,
(Sniff, Sniff, Sniff, Sniff) now that’s the smell of clean…ol’ Pine-Sol lookin’ boy,
This is the song that doesn’t end, lamb chop lookin’ boy,
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, ol’ Pops lookin’ boy,
(Hook)X8
Point Em’ Out
Get em’
I look like i eat tuna cassorole all day lookin boy you use to much grease lookin boy wear pink nail polish on yo toes lookin boy
Complimentary "Lookin' Boy" Ringtone
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wanst aiming fo perfection, ifell off good amount of times, dif tones but fuck it, long verse done in a very short amount of time i wanted to do this quick
(Lyrics)
Ice tre wat so good bout you anyways
you just like wayne in so many ways n im kinda
hestitatin man how im gon state this
fuck it you strait overrated, I mean u got beats
but most are weak accept it,
except dat track u did
in breakdown keys kid
haha u toyin wit 16 bars on yo instrumental
man u must be mental ice tre if u think thers not a damn
i know about da game, hah feel mah my shit im hot u not
and i dont even need skills im jus fo rill
let deez fooz kno da deal u cold no fiah,
denying dat woud be like me saying
i neva sold potions to get wired
and on dat same notion i'd be a liah
im on point like tiga woods on da dot
ice tre you think you got bitches like miriah,
now you think im a foo, ye skoo's de suppliah
an das fine wit me g, cuz last bitch i knocked up was 16
big tits double d's clit so tight u wudnt believe
and sadly bitches like dat be outa you league haha
Unless you can pay da price mein, ice tre you be like obie
trice mein, minus dat g lettering n gang bang, hold up
dont get yo pannies all up in a bunch cuz I must say
Ice tre its true you must love to munch mein, yo
whatchu got to say to true muthafucka west side til i die nucca
Now i'm having fun, ice trey aye u must weigh a ton
I can do 80 crunches can you do one?
Its like u stuck in steve erkles boddy cept for one thing
u changed yo skills from acting to globbing meals wit
side deals of shopping wit yo momy,ill get u sobbing
you stuck, you suck, why cuz u aint handlen?
u duck oh jump in da sky fall down da
grand canyon n get stuck no lie
good luck one shot pop den u ded
so big blanket ova da world call it yo wata bed
im so annonymous authorities believe yo moma did it
and i dont even need a high equip mike to sound legit
dont be braggin bout yo stupid studio shit cuz no matta
wut mein the truth remains uza felonious muthufuka just
like duh name, ima zero to hero uza weirdo wit
no game
I pray dat god dat he gives ice tre da strength
to battle me, whos da bitch ass lil cunt wen u aint down to front
me, saying u dah bigga man to walk away, stfu dont play
u might as well say u'll pull da trigguh, nigguh mah role
modles figuhs will meet but wont miss ya
u come truent jus cuz im tryin to da dis ya
muthafucka I knew it, evidently you got scared to battle
against me d3ac0n itsimple
ice tre knew i'd pop his big belly gut lika pimple
den strut wit bragging rights cuz who knew i'd win da fight
i'll do wat it takes to make no mistake u heavy n
im light weight but i pull freight ice tre u betta
retake doz lies mein else dont act hood in yo rhymes
cuz u aint dat good, scared of lil ol me battling
yo fat gon give u a heart attack at age 18 dat
crap get me crackling like wen u act like u
too good to get back at me u lil prick is
dat yo best diss at me
uza bitch a lil kid wit good instrumentals but das it,
da bigga man walks away, is that what you say?
deserve a backhand fo dat cuz see all dat u claim its fake
and i cant take it
so fuck u and yo name wit violence of lyrical science
eliminate you big giant then terminate yo defiance
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2 12" kenwoods ***FREE
Rock Snow Balls ***FREE
38. h0ll0w points ***FREE
Benjamin Dope Money ***FREE
JAMGLUE STICKERS ***FREE
JAMGLUE T ***FREE
A hatahz jealousy ***PRICELESS
BANG BANG WER DA CASH AT?
BIG MONEY IN THE DOPE HOLE
SEVENTEEN AND HE GOT HIS OWN KILO
RUNNIN GREEN NIGGA LIVIN LIKE NINO
GOD DAMNIT IM STILL IN THE DOPE SPOT
WHY THE FUCK YOU THINK I PULL UP IN A DOPE CAR?
pt.2
(freestyled) To: DJ Love
I say dat dough just do my ride
get dat money up i gotta move so ride
move in da coupe so i move right by
any nigguh tryin to shoe shoe look by
you a shot ye right?
I dont see a flag u a resident in a
a parking lot, i be all up in da parkin lot
i talk alot but spark alot
heatahz on my hip dey gotta heat alot
oh if run from da heatuh like i stay a runa extermistat
u aint get no money i aint neva seen yo dirty badge
u be talkin money but u aint got dirt bag, bag
i be sellin kirk fat on that thang on that money
i get my thang, best believe j-arms got da beat
and I got da heat for da track i push em back
i gets dem stacks, if a nigguh really wanna flip
matta of fact i get dat money like cofacts
u should already know dat, like show d-lo
ello! u kno its going down like jock
I get dat money on dat block, up til 6 o' clock
and i got to go really home
girls all on my dick dey tryin to bone
n i aint got no time, jus money, moneh
moneh on mah mind! if u think im lien
then ask mah moma n mah baby sista
they will tell ya i wont miss ya
i be smokin on da fiah call it swisha
call it wateva u want, but dont eva call me a gump
i run up on u den have you slump opposite of asthma
hav u jus reason for da pump
den we leave a nigguh slump
we a leave a nigguh dump
u dont really wanna mess wit mah papah mah papah
cuz den i clap atchu and den i clap atcha neighbah
leave yo body on da table cold
dey be trying to feel u wit da morgue
nigguh tell who but they cant really good
im from da hood so nigguh wat good?
we can party call me shug we can do anything
nigguh wuz good? Im from dat G H E T T O
les go! ahah Im so fly babeh..
Diss to DJ Love right after i serve up DJ- GayTrain haahahhaah
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A New Hot Street Burner From Killa D Featuring Young Lou. East Atlanta Representer
http://www.myspace.com/killadeastatlanta
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Just Listen
(The Rock)
Today’s topic self construction
We all came together just to tell y’all something
Guns in school ain’t right to me
You gotta be the peace you’d like to see
See yourself free
I use my mind beyond time to talk to the future me
See yourself wealthy
It’s time to settle all these beefs
Yo Nelly help me
(Nelly)
It’s like we livin’ in that you can’t stop me era
Like man when I see you ima pop you era
Like we ain’t learned nothing from the 2pac era
From the B I Terror
Take a look in the mirror
Gets your hands out your pockets like man
It’s time we get up get out and get sumin’ get a plan
You know a plan not a scam
I’m talkin’ sumin’ beneficial in helpin’ the next man
(Styles P.)
From self destruction to self construction
Really depends on self production
Our family’s dysfunctional
But we cud function
To make our next generation option something
Better than we had which was close to nothing
Come from the ages of minimum wages
Brothers is outrages millennium slave tips
Put it in the book
But we ain’t go through pages
(Redman)
What I like to see is MCs get along
If you gotta buck a shot
Do it in a song
Get your lyrics up
It all sound raw
When I drop I rock till the cows come home
(The Game)
I never thought I’d tell anybody to put a gun down
Till last week I saw a 12 year old kid gunned down
This ain’t what life’s about
All this shoot ‘em up bang bang you never think twice about
That’s somebody’s son you shot somebody’s daughter you slaughtered
I shed tears for our dearly departed
And the shooters get X’d like Malcolm
One dead in the grave, one behind bars is the out come
(Chorus Ne-Yo)
Self construction
I said what we doin’ to each other what we need
Self construction
Cryin’ mothers, dying brothers what we need
Self construction
Never ever ran from the Klu Klux Klan
Shouldn’t have to run from a black man
We need self construction
Hey self construction hey
(Method Man)
Look at the pot callin’ the kettle black
I’m in the ghetto black
And I ain’t tryin’ to be where delao and shawn bell is at
I show these people where hell is at
It’s right around the corner from no hope where the dope be sellin’ at
(Busta Rhymes)
Ayo I’d like to see us open the lines of communication
Prioritizing and dealing with self preservation
Being constructive is something I’m completing endorsing
Cuz the mind state of the youth kinda needed some reinforcing
(Talib Kweli)
Hip-hop’s responsibility goes far beyond rappin’
We can talk about the happens
Sing songs without action
Activist activism must enforce your lyricism
This is how you gunna add vilolence and lying politicians
(David Banner)
Cut throat Americana
Powder keg California
Big business wu shaolin
Hip hop is out to warn ya
Black or brown
Brown and black
North and south beef
Self construction now
These rockers all about peace
(Chorus Ne-Yo)
Self construction
I said what we doin’ to each other what we need
Self construction
Cryin’ mothers, dying brothers what we need
Self construction
Never ever ran from the Klu Klux Klan
Shouldn’t have to run from a black man
We need self construction
Hey self construction hey
I ain’t cosigning none of that
I’m not just rhyming
We losin’ babies to the streets
So we could not be silent
Together we could stop the violence
We listen to music
Even bullets be whistlin’ when the shots is firin’
Chicks ain’t even exempt now
Even Got us goin’ in and out of the pen now
Years in the game
Think its goin’ on ten now
Must be mad think I’m putting the pen down
I wasn’t here for the first move
I’m thirteen let me put in my 2 cents
A nation divided equals silence
So let’s join together and stop the violence
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As I Sit Back Relaxed Wit Her Head In My Lap In The Back
Of The Bentley Gettin Head From The Back(You Know)
And She Don't Got No Head Full Of Naps So Im Pushin
On Her Head From The Back Gimmie That(Gimmie That) Up And
Down Down And Up Gimmie That Laffy Taffy Came On She
Gave Me Head To The Snaps Like(Doom Doom, Doom Doom Doom)
She Made Me Like The Song She Wrong, Yea She Like Action She Like Work
She Suck Dick Like A Vaccum Suck Dirt, I Call Her My Quicker Picker Upper
Cause She Quick To Pick The Nut Up Quicker Than A Nigga Tell Her Pick The Nut Up Ya Dig,
Bitch Now Let Me Tell You About That Six Shot Luger That I Keep For You Busters If You Twitch Ill Shoot Ya,
Ill Buck Ya, Ill Bang Ya, Ill Move Ya Like A Dead Car Battery Trust Me Ill Boost Ya No Car Cables,
Ill Hang You Like A Hanger In The Closet, No Coat On The Hanger, Just Hangin In The Closet,
Boy, I Can Just Leave You Where You Stand Or Just Shoot Ya In The End And Just Meet You Where You Land.
[Lil Wayne:]
I Came To Rep My Hood
I Gotta Ride Clean
I Gotta Smoke Good
Pullin On Big Fat Cigars Like Suge
I Aint Gotta Explain What�s Already Understood
Baby Im A G Im Trying To Get Full
That Hot Ass 380 Keep Ya Warm Like Wool
Niggas Talkin Shit I Wish Nigga Would Boy
Smellin Like Shit From A Bull Boy
I Gotta Lot But I Can Never Get Enough
Man Them 26 Inches Got The Low Low Sittin Up
Mamma I Can Fix Ya So U Need To Hook It
Rocky Marciano How I Beat The Pussy Up
Nigga You Aint No Piranha Playin Pussy Gettin Fucked
Hit A Nigga From A Hundered Yards Like (Click),
Shit You Really Dont Understand Dog Chopper Split Yo Ass
In Half And They Can Share Ya'll Thats The Game Stop Lookin
For A Fair Call Pussycat Niggas Watch Em Cough Up A Hairball Lookin At Niggas Like
Why You Gotta Stare Dog Choppas Cut Heads Off It Doesnt Cut Hair Off
These Niggas Air Soft Yeah Soft Shell Tacos Mild Sauce Move The Ferrari
Like A Wild Horse Or Ill Get Chofered Like A Mob Boss Yeah Feel My Swagger Nigga Im Softer Than A Night Sword Blade And Dagger Dont Play Wit Me Bastard Dont Play Wit Me Casper
Duct Tape Dont Break The Wrapper Ill Sell It To Em Whole And Theyll Pay Me Faster,
Bitch Make Me Rich If Not Make Me Cum Then Make Me Grits Bitch Blow On These Dice Make Me Rich
Then Watch Me Bet My Whole Hand On A Eight Or A Six, A Ten Or A Four, A Five Or Nine Hey Hey Little Rappers Its Survival Time.
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Produced by Killer Robot!
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This track contains samples from "Bang Bang (I Shot My Baby Down)" By Nancy Sanatra from the Kill Bill Vol. 1 Soundtrack
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Make A NIGGA WANNA SMITE SOMETHIN(X4)
(LIL FEFE VERSE)
OHHHHHHHH, MY BOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT
50 CENT VERSE
50 –yeah
Am the greatest
First hit, first shot
Then here the 2nd shot,
Tiny hit 3rd shot
See a nikka drop
Then here the 4th shot
Then here the 5th shot
.38 can provide only whole six shots
U know a robbery can turn into homicide
Nikka dun cooperate, break em off copper light
B4 I spend it,
Nikka mu can spend all night,
Plain operation, not communicating
On the table bruising, respiratory breathing 4 ya
Bitchass, summertime is the killer season,
A lil henny make the nikka wanna spray, dead nikka site some,
Mofuker strifend, a flash jury be known nikka some,
Until the death strapping get blown 4 the money
Some got god aim. some got bad aim, so itz bang bang,
Itz all part 0f the game
Every hood itz the same,
Different faces, different names,
Different food, different gangs,
Different dishes,itz the same
(lONELY Island Verses)
(Shawtay)
Aw, shit, get your towels ready, its about to go down. Everybody in the place hit the fuckin deck, but stay on your motherfuckinn toes. We runnin this. Lets go.
I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Everybody look at me cause I'm sailin on a boat. I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Take a good, hard look at the motherfuckin boat.
(50 CENT VERSE)
MAKE A NIGGA WANNA SPRITE SOMETHIN(X3)
LIL FEFE VERSE
( OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, MY BOAAAAAAAAAAA, MAKE A NIGGA WANNA SPRITE SOMETHIN
I'm on a boat motherfucker take a look at me. Straight floatin on a boat on the deep blue sea. Bustin 5 knot wind, whippin out my coat. You can't stop me motherfucker cause I'm on a boat.
Take a picture trick. I'm on a boat bitch. We drinkin Santana Champ cause it's so crisp. I got my swim trunks, and my flippy floppies. I'm flippin burgers; you at Kinko's straight flippin copies.
I'm ridin on a dolphin, doin flips and shit. The dolphin's splashin, gettin everybody all wet. But this ain't Sea-world, this as real as it gets. I'm on a boat motherfucker don't you ever forget.
I'm on a boat and it's goin fast and I got an nauticle themed Pashmina afghan. I'm the king of the world, on a boat like Leo. If you on the shore, then you're sure not me, oh. Get the fuck up ,this boat is real.
Fuck land, I'm on a boat motherfucker. Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker. I'm on the deck with my boys, motherfucker. The boat engine make noise, motherfucker.
Hey ma, if you could see me now, arms spread wide on the starboard bow. Gonna fly this boat to the moon somehow. Like Kevin Garnett, anything is possible.
(50 CENT)
MAKE A NIGGA WANNA SMITE SOMETHIN(3)
Yea. Never thought I'd be on a boat.
(LIL FEFE VERSE)
MY BOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It's a big blue watery road. Yea. Poseidon, look at me, ooh. (All hands on deck). Never thought I'd see the day, when a big boat comin my way. Believe me when i say, I fucked a mermaid.
I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Everybody look at me cause I'm sailin on a boat. (whooa) I'm on a boat. I'm on a boat. Take a good, hard look at the motherfuckin boat.
Shawtay. Shawtay. Yeaaah, yea, yea.
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Purple Hearts Lyrics (Copywritten)
Verse 1:
Forever, nothing but 7 letters, shoulda known better...
So if she want another mail (male) Ima let her (letter)...
Head hung low, like you were down for whatever...
She hit me with four shells, but my name ain't Shredder (Ninja Turtles)...
Bullet. Barrell. Bang... Purple Hearts Gang...
Now that you're not here with me, this just don't feel da same...
My everything, and now I've got nothing left to claim...
You were my SHOOTING star, so I'm surrounded by the fame...
Bullet holes, burn slow, embellishing your name...
Plain (plane) high, & since i took the L (loss), all i feel is PAIN...
So I remain the same, I thought I wouldve been better...
But now I'm just shooting back- Heartbreak trendsetter...
I'm tryna forget her, but I can only remember...
I think I fell too hard... Timber...
Loves sweeter when it's artificial, you were like Splenda...
Thinking like a diabetic, my organ surrendered...
Verse 2:
Sometimes... I really wonder if you notice...
Whenever you leaned, you were sober on my shoulders...
You told me I wuz warming when da world wuz da coldest...
So why duz it feel like I'm gettin da cold shoulders...?
I took you so high in the times of the lowest...
S on my chest, when we fly, you were my Lois...
For better or worse, til death do us part...
So when Cupid shot me down, I was dead from the start...
Can you relate, to my heart left agape?...
It's the 1st and last hole, not again will I par-take (think Golf)...
Purple Heart, the medal for my injury... Shots PERIODICally, I thought we had CHEMISTRY...
It took me long, but I still admitted I wuz wrong...
Thinkin we'd find a way to move on, but you ain't have tomtom (the GPS)...
Now I'm wondering, what I did to result this...
Youd often take my breath away, now I'm left exhausted...
Verse 3:
You told me there would be no one after me...
Now it feels like casualty, heart full of apathy...
I guess it's like reality is heart breaking actually...
I had a bad dream, the nightmare came bac for me...
And while you're leaving, I can't even breathe in...
I feel the T-Pain &, nahh "I Can't Believe It"...
How is it so easy to give up wutchu love?...
I'd ride like a-mount, but it never was enough...
Sure, I'm not perfect but, who really is?...
And broken promises, just what I feared?
I thought you kept me in your chamber (heart) but all I hear is gun sounds...
You left me weak (week) even though it's been months now...
I thought you would role (roll), but you didn't play the part...
And I thought this was a Game when u wanted Change of Heart...
Victim... and One love is how we were living...
Ironically a heart broke in 2 claims different...
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