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Download Full Mixtape For Free At === DownloadFreeOnceUponATimeinZone6.notlong.com ====Download Gucci Mane - Once Upon A Time in Zone 6 Mixtape For Free Gucci Mane - Vampire Ft.Trina lyrics do you believe in vampires? i believe in vampires now shawty stay up all night try to build an empire. black farari is a vampire campfire pull up in the club, got a dub .of da brick fare.? vampire onstage, black shades, vampire, vampire, black fur, red floor lamper? i put my left foot first then i make them say burrrr, she's a vampire. yousa tramp signer yousa cent for a pimp you been temp loser i'm a vamp hit the hamp cop a dub hit the club glue em on tight hold em right i'ma thug bitches love she's a vampire she's a cum finder, every mamma in the hood wanna get behind her, she's so fine she's so white think i wanna sign her, she ain't gotta sneak around, she'll shop and smoke purp( purr) , i'm a vamp hit the cris cop a ???????? do you believe in vampires? I believe in vampires. shawty stay up all night try to build an empire, black farari is a vampire campfire pull up to the club got a dub ? brick fare rims cost brick fare chicks cost zip fare mr. zone 6, pretty bitches commin wit flare, vampire, vampire, club full of vampires, vampire, vampire, suck me like a vampire (Trina) Gucci, do me, throw me in the movie when you see me you salute, true blood ooooh eeee. soowoo suck 'em like a leech make em chew me if it aint about the money, aint no talkin to me. giddy up horsey panorama ...
7min freestyle LYRICS Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend? Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake ...
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nick:alright lets make a deal *smirks* with adam adam:sits up from his bed* taylor....TAYLOR!! taylor :*runs in* wats wrong babe adam: im hungry taylor:well wat do u want *rubs his sholders* adam:i want waffles taylor:and coffee adam:nodes* taylor:ok baby *kissez him* adam:dosent kiss back* taylor:*rolls her eyes leves the room* adam:grabs his cell of his night table calls miley* miley:captain cyrus adam:hey cap miley:hey hunny how u feeling adam:ok i guess miley:thats great adam:when are they burring (sp?) him miley:huh adam:*sighs* i said when are they burring him miley:oh dylan well we dont no adam:why not miley: emily has'nt talked to us since yesterday adam:that fucking bitch miley:adam calm down alright adam:no that dahm bitch miley:im going to hang up if u dont listen to me adam:alright fine miley:she still has'nt said anything ok if u want i'll call her for u adam:fine watever miley:ok so i have to let u go adam:wait when do i go back to work miley:i dont no yet but soon we dont nick suspecting something adam:yeah watever miley:asshole *hangs up* adam:hangs up walks down to the kitchen* taylor:heres ur coffee *puts the cup infront of him* adam:thank u taylor:finshes the waffles* here i have to go to work adam:why taylor:beacuase *barely pecks his lips grabs her purse and leavse adam:rolls his eyes eats than goes back to bed* with gotti nick:kicks the guy in the face* next time that will teach not to fuck with my money guy:cries out in pain* im sorry gotti im ...
taylor:*screams* ADAM NO BAM!! gun:gets jamed just hits adams tooth hard* adam:*dropes the gun jumps back crys becuase he could'nt take his life* taylor:*closes the window hugs adam* ssh baby boy tays got ya adam:*hugs her tight crys on her sholder* taylor:*lays him back down cover him with a blankey* adam:i loved him ii loved him *keeps reapting that to himself* taylor:*bites her lip hurt*adam just sleeep ok adam:*nodes turns over keeps talking to himslef* taylor*whipes the tears escapin her eyes* WITH NICK nick:moans* uhg yeah baby *pushes his head farther* dereck:*gags a bit sucks nick faster* nick:*bites his lip trows his head back* dereck:*sucks on the head waiting for his cum* (OH BTW DERECK IS LIKE THE BUTLER I GUESS) nick:*pulls his head away rubs himself hard cum allover the guys cheecks and mouth* uhg that was great *kissez him* dereck:*facke smiles* yes master it was deliouse nick:*smiles* alright get that cum off ur face and get back to work dereck:yes master *about to leave* nick:*pulls him back licks his cheeck a lil bit* hope u come back for more soon derck:I will come back when ever u want me to nick:good to no *smiles* dereck:*kissez him leaves nicks room* nicks phone goes off nick:speak jimmy:um gotti ur coke from cuba just came in nick:*reaches for his bong pipe on his dresser lights it* how much came in jimmy:um about 5 thousand dollars worth nick:takes a hit from his bong*a-alright *coughs* i'll be there in a bit jimmy:yes sir nick:*hangs up puts his ...
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this uh gamble uh life and she ont play wit it she got hands wit the knife and let the k back flippin that work she uh savage she ya ordinary bitch but she dont live average pretty in the face so shawty can cause damage back uh traffic or get ya bitch ass kicked flaws not at all attitude of uh bad bitch the universe gravitates to her magnet no baggage just bushels of that cabbage just grab it if she want it she could have it she make ya life seem like uh bad habbit shes never here shes on uh boat like andy and she will never be wit u she is only ur eye candy aint no question about it she fell n love wit the funk whipin off her nose like she fell n uh ton of coke sailin away like her weed was dipped in boat over dose shawty bad like some over roast over ropes when she hit you wit the okie dok she call me carver i make her body curve and pose wit the curtain closed shawty like uh murder hoe she dont make burger doe catch her in uh movie roll she aint uh groupie yo she got her own cameo bad as enterouge follow like u twitter folk gettin hit like she got her own porno show play boi bunny got uh bad ass bunny hole
Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Yo gotti:] Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend, When I was down and fucked up you got my ass in Far as I remember my nigga my life is full of pain, I posted up in the snow I stood out in the rain I laid that white on the table I watch em catch a drain, I knew right then right there that I would never live the same I'm like a bird myself nigga wrap me up and move me, I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole), It's a drought on real niggas you already know I'm that ether nigga that fish scale, You that oil base homie you don't cook well I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash, New money in a muthafuckin dufflebag All hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag, Young money bitch I keep a couple hundred stashed [Chorus x2] [Gucci Mane:] Coca'ina heavily cooking dope excessively, Heavy risk activity my god given ability Hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to?, Shawtys start a lotta problems let her start it off with bricks Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at, Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder, I'm so high I see stone mountain Gucci got da birds I ain't talkin bout da falcons, Gucci slangin birds also known as a dragon Hundred pounds of midgrade stash that in my magnum, Roll it to the country then them country boys I tax them ...
Ricardo Emmanuel Brown (born November 23, 1972), better known by his stage names Kurupt, Kurupt Tha Kingpin or Kurupt Tha Macc is an American rapper and former Executive Vice President of Death Row Records. He is a member of the rap group Tha Dogg Pound, and is mostly known for his work with Death Row Records. Kuruption! is the debut solo album by Kurupt. It is a double album, one of the first in debut solo rap history,and was released on Antra Records, a label formed after Kurupt left Death Row Records. It peaked at #8 on the Billboard 200 on October 24, 1998. The album features "Ask Yourself a Question" featuring Dr. Dre, who also appeared in the video, and the single "We Can Freak It". Initially, the album was supposed to feature a song with Snoop Dogg, titled "Gangsta Shit", but it did not make it to the album due to label politics,between Kurupt's label Antra/A&M, and Snoop's label Priority/No Limit at the time.
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Yo Gotti Ft. Lil Wayne - Women Lie , Men Lie [NEW 2009] Lyrics: [Chorus] Women Lie, Men Lie Women Lie, Men Lie Women Lie, Men Lie Numbers dont lie! (x 6) [Yo Gotti] Ay, step up in the party and them bad b-tches be on me, I be sippin on Patrone, when Im jumpin out ferraris, i be rocking Gucci sometimes Louie, Im retarded, ., and the shades by Bacaray hatin on my drop I got my mind on my money, Milan on, taking nothing from me, hated on these , hated on these., ballin is my hobby, damn homie going shoppin, got 5 star with me a milli in the lobby, took her to the room, she hit me with that line, she aint that type of girl so I told her stop lying, [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Young money, yeah, ok, I aint gotta lie, cross my heart hope to die, the numbers dont lie, G-5 open sky, I f-cked her p-ssy good, make her cry if I tried, Im tired of being sick and Im sick of being tired, tired of these n-ggas and tired of these b-tches, sh-t let em lie as long as they aint snitching, and men lie about women, and sh-t women lie about plenty, They aint lying on me Im in the bed with 2 fine b-tches lying on me, so that would make 3 and numbers dont lie, and money dont lie, and neither do I, B-tch! [Chorus] (the numbers dont lie, the the numbers dont lie) [Yo Gotti] Im trying to count to a billion, my b-tch Brazilian, hop in that Lamb, push the button lose the ceiling, sun out no raindrops, posting the same spot, right here in north north memphis, is where I came from, hundred on the neck, I aint ...
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Gucci Mane Feat Yo Gotti Trina and Nikki Minaj - 5 Star Chick (MUSIC VIDEO) 5 Star Bitch Lyrics Aye you know I'm looking for a five star b*tch talkin bout. Im talking bout holmes gotta look like he just stepped out a magazine homie. I'm talkin bout these hoes gone be something serious. (verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want a five star b*tch with a mouth game serious that can ride that d*ck, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha sh*t. You dont live witcha mamma cuz you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid sh*t, every one of he got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you cum, gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that, gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star b*tch x4, if ya credit score high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juice box wet and ya head sum fye, then you a five star b*tch x4 i want a five star b**ch, i need a five star b**ch x2, i want a five star b**ch. (verse 2) If ya baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b*tch ...
(verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want a five star bitch with a mouth game serious that can ride that dick, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha shit. You dont live witcha mamma cuz you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid shit, every one of he got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you cum, gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that, gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star bitch x4, if ya credit score high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juice box wet and ya head sum fye, then you a five star bitch x4 i want a five star bitch, i need a five star bitch x2, i want a five star bitch. (verse 2) If ya baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b*tch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church ee'r sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker than a fool, she say she had to call in, she couldn't even go to work told her come and let me put a couple hundred in her purse ...
www.haveswag.com Get Your Swag Right Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want a five star b*tch with a mouth game serious that can ride that d*ck, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha sh*t. You dont live witcha mamma cuz you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid sh*t, every one of he got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you cum, gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that, gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star b*tch x4, if ya credit score high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juice box wet and ya head sum fye, then you a five star b*tch x4 i want a five star b**ch, i need a five star b**ch x2, i want a five star b**ch. (verse 2) If ya baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b*tch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church eer sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker than a fool, she say she had to call in, she couldnt even go to work told her come and let me put a ...
www.haveswag.com Get Your Swag Right Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want a five star b*tch with a mouth game serious that can ride that d*ck, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha sh*t. You dont live witcha mamma cuz you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid sh*t, every one of he got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you cum, gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that, gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star b*tch x4, if ya credit score high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juice box wet and ya head sum fye, then you a five star b*tch x4 i want a five star b**ch, i need a five star b**ch x2, i want a five star b**ch. (verse 2) If ya baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b*tch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church eer sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker than a fool, she say she had to call in, she couldnt even go to work told her come and let me put a ...
Album: The Big Doe Rehab Year: 2007 Track: 6 Track Produced By: Scram Jones Samples: None Lyrics: [Intro: Ghostface Killah] [church bell ringing] Yeah, yeah, we want all that shit, we'll take all that shit Sneak up on 'im right, feel me? Soon as he turn around, just yapp this nigga I got everything, youknowImean? They ain't gotta do nothing, but just search them bitches Let's go... [Ghostface Killah] Nobody move, nobody get hurt This is a stick up, I want y'all to lift y'all skirts I mean shirts, take ya hoodies off, jackets and watches Before you put ya hands on the wall, empty ya pockets Fix ya face, this a robbery, nigga, respect the juks Stop shaking, you making me nervous, I know that you shook The fuck is that sticking out from under ya foot? Move, turn ya head around, nigga, you better not look Stacks, you hiding from Tone? I'll shake, rattle ya bones You killed him! Nah, hit him with the back of the fucking chrome In the dark, yo, I do this alone That's the reason why I don't shake hands, in case I gave you a phone That's a buck fifty, long hickey, when I strike I do it quickly Creep up on my victims swiftly, make it hard for you to stick me Cuz if we shoot it out, cuz if I die tonight you coming with me Bitch-ass nigga, eat through ya chest like some fucking whiskey [Chorus: Solomon Childs] BOY! Gut him like a pig in the dark Or auction off ya bitch body parts BOY! Poison a guard dog, disarm the alarm devices Throw ya head in vicegrips (yeah) BOY! Or stick a hot ...
I think it sounds better than the original version. Pure Coaine - Yo Gotti ft. Gucci Mane and Young Cash Lyrics: [Chorus] Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Chorus x2] [Yo gotti] Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend, When I was down and fucked up you got my ass in Far as I remember my nigga my life is full of pain, I posted up in the snow I stood out in the rain I laid that white on the table I watch em catch a drain, I knew right then right there that I would never live the same I'm like a bird myself nigga wrap me up and move me, I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole), It's a drought on real niggas you already know I'm that ether nigga that fish scale, You that oil base homie you don't cook well I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash, New money in a muthafuckin dufflebag All hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag, Young money bitch I keep a couple hundred stashed [Chorus x2] [Gucci Mane] Coca'ina heavily cooking dope excessively, Heavy risk activity my god given ability Hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to???, Shawtys start a lotta problems let her start it off wit bricks Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at, Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder, I'm so high I see stone mountain Gucci got da birds I aint talkin bout da falcons, Gucci slangin birds ...
Album: Blackout! Year: 1999 Track: 5 Track Produced By: Erick Sermon Samples: None Lyrics: [Redman] Bitch! Brick City, yo Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young At 8 paint chips the rare moon ---- That pair mics, my maintenance I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts For money, to your house arrest anklet I take it all, if not, here's a thousand Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds men I'm constant, on that paper chase Blow zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8 Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons Down South, the forty-four feela I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga Westside highway running, homo nigga [LL Cool J (Method Man)] I'm the sultan of the ghetto The homicidal aficionado I empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uh When I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravel I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel I'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losers I knew my longevity confuse ya Big paper game, come on run into these flames Recognize the power of the royal King James Phantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces like they drinking Guinness When they realize I'm not finished I've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uh Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin' Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair, honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks ...
Yo Gotti ft. Diamond - 5 Star Chick [ New Video + Lyrics + Download ] Download this song as a ringtone at www.danktones.com right now! (verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade a shit wanna keep it 100 i want a 5 star bitch with a mouth game serious that can ride that d**k, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha s**t. You dont live witcha mamma plus you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid s**t, everywhere you got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you come gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that and gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star b**ch x4, if ya credit go high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juicebox wet and ya hair on fie, then you a five star b**ch x4 i want a five star b**ch, i needa five star b**ch x2, i want a five star b**ch. (verse 2) baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b**ch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church ee'r sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker ...
This video is intended for promotional use only. If you like this song I highly incurage you to purchase it. Below is the lyrics to this song. Enjoy (If Youtube don't mute it that is). [Chorus] Pure cocaine, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Chorus x2] [Yo gotti] Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend, When I was down and fucked up you got my xxx in Far as I remember my nigga my life is full of pain, I posted up in the snow I stood out in the rain I laid that white on the table I watch em catch a drain, I knew right then right there that I would never live the same I'm like a bird myself nigga wrap me up and move me, I got a stamp in the middle the whole hood approve me But you can't break me down (down) you gotta sell me whole (whole), It's a drought on real niggas you already know I'm that ether nigga that fish scale, You that oil base homie you don't cook well I'm yo gotti the king and I got that young cash, New money in a muthafuckin dufflebag All hundreds in a sour creme ruffles bag, Young money xxxxx I keep a couple hundred stashed [Chorus x2] [Gucci Mane] Coca'ina heavily cooking dope excessively, Heavy risk activity my god given ability Hid the bricks in the 6 wait 'til they get low to???, Shawtys start a lotta problems let her start it off wit bricks Gucci mane the dope boy point me where the jays at, Heres a 50 slab watch my'74 to payday Shawty want some hardball baby want some powder, I'm so high I see stone ...
.!-Ch3wY Ah fIvE StAr ChIqQ... 5 Star Bitch Lyrics (verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade a shit wanna keep it 100 i want a 5 star bitch with a mouth game serious that can ride that d**k, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha s**t. You dont live witcha mamma plus you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid s**t, everywhere you got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you come gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that and gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star b**ch x4, if ya credit go high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juicebox wet and ya hair on fie, then you a five star b**ch x4 i want a five star b**ch, i needa five star b**ch x2, i want a five star b**ch. (verse 2) baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star b**ch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church ee'r sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker than a fool, she say she had to call in, she couldn't even go to work told her come and ...
[Pacewon] Uh-huh.. yo, uh-huh Yo I got it locked like the mob on my block The local rap star that the fine women watch My sister used to say that I shoulda been a cop 'til I pulled up in the fully tinted drop Until I rapped on the ninety-six album of the year Now she don't think I'm so weird Now when I pop in the tape she wanna listen Kissin my ass; like back in ninety-five she wasn't dissin Now I got a deal and I'm steppin with a piston CO executive position The wisdom of a man doin life inside prison All he do is read, smoke stogs, and be liftin The vision of how I can overcome the system Pace will be a legend in his time like Sonny Liston - locked Yo I got it locked, on the real I got it locked Rollin with the kids that wanna rock Yo no doubt I got it locked, word life I got it locked Whip my 540 on your block Yo don't try to look hard like you holdin down the spot Don't try to look away like you ain't on the jock Cause I'm comin with the Outz and we takin whatchu got Beefin like BIG and Tupac Yo I got it locked like the Feds that be watchin where you plot Locked like Gotti, but headin for the top Get my money up, push Hummers off the lot L and registration, ridin with a fox Set to "Wild Out" like I'm runnin with The LOX Don't make me put you in a pine box - locked! It's like Pacey-come-lately, happy-go-lucky Beat y'all kids like, "Pappy don't snuff me" Don't want her if she ugly, two-faced or chubby Keep my mother lookin lovely, give her money See I need the finest in ...
Ja Rule - Niggas & Bitches Lyrics [Intro - Ja Rule - talking] Yeah ... ha, uh huh You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do) Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta shit) Nigga Terry what's goin on nigga Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building) Yeah, haha [Chorus] Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cocked Bitches! Work your clit keep that pussy hot Cause it's all about the benjamins and nobody ain't doin it like us C'mon what y'all want? Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cocked Bitches! Work your clit keep that pussy hot Cause it's all about sex, money, and murder Bitches that burn ya, niggas with burners Cocked and let go! [Verse 1] Fuck all y'all motherfuckin bitch ass niggas I'm talkin to whoever wanna be ridin my dick And you know your gon' get it as hot as I spit it It's the Rule and nobody wanna be bothered with If I hit 'em in every direction with four fifths Will expend like 45's with compact discs (c'mon) It's a disappointment to see niggas flip on Rule like they double jointed When I'm one of rap's anointed Who else used to order it all on the dick Like when I come through with spinners on the six And got bitches bouncin like Ronnie in Tricks But some whores in this game really don't make sense Bomb roof and via Cal's and clonin Ems But when bullets go through your film, we break your limbs A horror show, yeah picture this Cause I guess you can't see it, it's Murder again [Chorus] [Verse 2] Rule I fuck with bitches in ...
(verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade a shit wanna keep it 100 i want a 5 star bitch with a mouth game serious that can ride that dick, shawty walk, like she talk, like she know that she tha shit. You dont live witcha mamma plus you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat stupid shit, everywhere you got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you come gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that and gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish, say you left yo last man cuz his ass was too petty (chorus) Thats a five star bitch x4, if ya credit go high and ya nails stay fly, keep ya juicebox wet and ya hair on fie, then you a five star bitch x4 i want a five star bitch, i needa five star bitch x2, i want a five star bitch. (verse 2) baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right. Thats ma five star bitch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church ee'r sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night i had her drunker than a fool, she say she had to call in, she couldn't even go to work told her come and let me put a couple hundred in her purse. (chorus ...
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Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend? Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake riffed And got a hot ...
ja rule featuein' black child "state to state" grat track... Lyrics [Ja Rule] Fuck that, let's do it man, fuck that Cock back on these niggas man Fuck is wrong with these niggas The fuck is wrong with y'all niggas [Black Child & Ja Rule] Yo, yo New York City, this crime capital It's right now, shit When niggas'll blast when we have to We'll match you nigga, a million or more Let's throw the trunk with roar, uncut, let's go on world tour In Maine, we was cookin up cocaine Cash was coming fast, missed the midnight train Fuck it, let's push the 600 down to Georgia Got a good lawyer, and enough guns for you Atlanta, GA, was like a holiday In VA, getting high, fucking all day The pressure was strenuous down in Texas Bubble Lexus into mako, made my exit Got on some next shit, let's get hectic in Arizona Blew up a sport town, kinda looked like Corona We sellin 3-5-7's with speed loaders In Minnesota, in South and North Dakota Nigga let's make these moves to Iowa In the Acura TL, with a hundred thou' for bail, for real From there we take it to Chi-town, acapo style Dutches, white owls, moheads, crystal Pistols get packed in Pennsylvania Started a drug ring with liquid crack in containers Ja they gettin high yo, in Ohio I know, IO go like indo and out a hoe Let's hit the casino in Nevada Las Vegas, pull a heist and make the news and newspapers Then flee to Florida with Gloria from Istoria In a Ford Explorer and her cousin Nora Who work for me, put that extra key in her pussy We ...
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RIP BIG L Big L''s Lyrics Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend? Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some ...
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Empty spaces - what are we living for? Abandoned places - I guess we know the score.. On and on! Does anybody know what we are looking for? Another hero - another mindless crime. Behind the curtain, in the pantomime. Hold the line! Does anybody want to take it anymore? The Show must go on! The Show must go on! Inside my heart is breaking, My make-up may be flaking, But my smile, still, stays on! Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance. Another heartache - another failed romance. On and on! Does anybody know what we are living for? I guess i'm learning I must be warmer now.. I'll soon be turning round the corner now. Outside the dawn is breaking, But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free! The Show must go on! The Show must go on! Yeah! Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking! My make-up may be flaking! But my smile, still, stays on! Yeah! oh oh oh My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends! The Show must go on! Yeah! The Show must go on! I'll face it with a grin! I'm never giving in! On with the show! I'll top the bill! I'll overkill! I have to find the will to carry on! On with the, On with the show! The Show must go on. -------------------------- Please visit us at www.thunderboltgames.com
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