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[Da Brat] (JD) Come on then, shit (So give it to `em, whoa!) Lay your head back (Whoa!) Lay it on me (Whoa! Whoa!) And for the money (Yeah whoa!) You can lay that shit on me too (Whoa!) But for now let`s talk about riding Yeah I`m saying it`s like this (Brat where are you at?) [Da Brat] You know it

Verse One: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre) (I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you didn`t know so, well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow. I`m hitting harder than Berry Boss so check the golden child, throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild. But truck-tracks, rhymes all day,

Intro: 2Pac Aight, new drink one part alazhay one part chrystal Thugs Passion baby y'all know what time it is This drink is Gauranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard now if ya with me Pour a glass and drink with a nigga know what I mean ? I ain't trying to turn you all niggas into

Intro: Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit that nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas Yo nigga man fuck Pac that nigga West Coast that fucker that always with them New York niggas seen them with that nigga man that nigga ain't from the West Coast Man

I can tell you want girl You ain't gotta worry no more You keep my bottles cold and you pop 'em As soon as I walk in the door These dude don't know me from Adam and Eve That's why they can't mess up my flow And when this beat drops, your heart stops You feel it from your head to your toes

[DMX - dialogue] I ain't goin back to jail Next time, the County or the State see me it's gonna be in a bag UHH! This is it baby! End of the road, ha hah! When you a dawg, you a dawg for life! You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! [Method Man]

Title: Only God Can Judge Me Artist: 2Pac feat. Rappin' 4-Tay Album: All Eyez On Me [Tupac] Only God Can Judge Me (is that right) Nobody else, Nobody else All you other muthafuckas Get out of my business Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts Stabbed in tha back I Couldn't trust my own hom

Just Gotta Make It (alright) Just Gotta Make It Just Gotta Make It (alright) Just Gotta Make It Just Gotta Make It (alright) Just Gotta Make It Shawty (shawty), all I got is a dollar and a dream Is ya gonna roll wit me? (roll wit me) You see I`ve tried a 9 to 5, and it just don`t f

Calipark Yea Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Jones Holla atcha boy, baby Yea Your kids are on this one, man (Uh-huh) Yea We got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight (Dimepieces) Calipark and Swishahouse in this bitch (That's right) Check it out Yo Yo I'm looking for a dim

They call me King Hov, copy They call me King Hov, copy They call me King Hov, copy They call me King Hov, copy I'm like oh, Kimosabe Your body is my hobby We're freakin' This ain't cheatin' as long as we tell nobody Tell your girls you're leaving I'll meet you in the lobby I'm so cold, yeah

[Ed Sheeran] I've been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something If all it's gonna cause is pain Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain So let the river run [Eminem] He's c

"Live In The Sky" (feat. Jamie Foxx) [Spoken:] Whats happening man this T.I.P. you know I like to dedicate this song to anybody who every lost somebody, to the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell, I done been in situations where I done had to Cope with all three you know what I'm saying,

[Lily Allen] It's 5 o'clock in the morning, conversation got boring You said you’d go into bed soon, so I snuck off to your bedroom And I thought I’d just wait there, until I heard you come up the stairs And I pretended I was sleeping and I was hoping [T-Pain] It's 5 o'clock in the morning, and

[2pac] Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming Cause they seeing destruction before they a see human being So they start smoking weed, we'll never get our day Until we learn to pray, kee

Lemme holla atcha (ooo, ooo) come here lemme holla atcha (ooo, ooo) Lemme holla atcha (ooo, ooo) come here lemme holla Atcha (ooo, ooo) you like that there (ya) said you like that there (ya) You like that there (ya) said you like that there [Chorus:] Coo coo chee coo coo chee coo chee yeah...

A few words of inspiration This song is dedicated to hustlers standing on the curb Smokin herb, movin weight from the inner city to the suburbs Paranoid of jail, pocket full of yall, just waitin on another sale Sip your beer wipe your tears encourage your peers its gonna be alright Everythi

listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble but girls of the world ain't nothin gbut trouble so next time a girl gives you the play just remember my rhyme and get the hell away just last week when i was walking down the street i observed this lovely lady that i wanted to meet i walked up

[Nas] See no evil.. fear no evil.. speak no evil.. hear no evil.. If you don`t bring that shit around you You ain`t got nuttin to worry about (uh-huh) Yeah (yeah, uh-huh) Knah-sayin? Yo, yo yo yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant -- her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki`s o

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY SIMILAR Hello, Welcome our CD Can you hear the blatant similarity To Linoleum and Shadows of Defeat. vinyl lyrics: Hello, welcome to our disc turn it up and get your neighbors pissed or turn it down, it don't matter to me TAKE TWO PLACEBOS AND CALL ME

[Coolio:] Greeting earthlings We have now taken over your radio [Method Man:] And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low [B-Real:] Going straight to the Hole, you ain't got no game I'm breaking ya out th

[Intro] No diggity! You know what I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt Play on playette, play on playette Yo Dre, drop the verse [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] It's going down, fade to Blackstreet The homies got at me, collab' creations, bump like acne No doubt, I put it down, never slouch As long as my c

(dr.Dre) Yeah What up Detroit? (Snoop) Nah Uh ah ah, oh no he didn`t, AHH, they didn`t do it again. Wha what, wha what? You shit on these niggas two times Dr. Dre? (Dre) Oh Fo Sho! (snoop) Uh uh no! You smell dat dis is special right here. Wha what, what what, what? It`s a toast to the boogie baby

[Tone] Unstopable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on [Foxy] Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch Get up in yo’ ass and ride that shit Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady? Let’s go half on this baby Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a swiss ho’ Room 70

[LL Cool J] [Imagine That] [G.O.A.T.] Lady I just want you to fantasize with imagination Know what I`m saying, uh yeah, yeah Uh, yeah I like that Give me some more, some more of my vocals You know sex `em up a little bit You know what I mean? You`re the honey that I see when I`m riding by The one

Verse 1: Revolutionary, scary Thought provoking, spoken, Words of a chain I don`t feel but I see, visions from me at twenty three making us free in my community one day is what I live for, ain`t thinking about no hope no more I got my boots I kick it till I get with Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum

[CHORUS:] Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two, (M) to the (A) to the (S) to the (K) Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day, Feds be hawkin me Jokers be stalking me, I walk the streets and camouflage my identity, My posse in the Brooklyn wear the mask. My crew in

(Calling all cars, calling all cars...) (Be on the lookout for a tall light-skinned brother with dimples) (Wearing a black kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain, and sneakers) (Last seen on Farmers Boulevard headed east) (Alias L.L. Cool J) (He`s bad...) Aaaahhhhhhhhhh... No rapper can rap quite like

One Love - Nas[Songtekst]
Verse One: what up kid? i know shit is rough doing your bid when the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done plus congratulations you know you got a son i heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you? told her she should visit, that's

Yeah... Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know We run it You know but you acting like you don't know Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know We run it You know but you acting like you don't know You know, you acting like you don't know I tear the club up fo' sho' This fl

[A$AP Rocky & G-Eazy] If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up Hunnit bands from the s

Yeah... Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know We run it You know but you acting like you don't know Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know We run it You know but you acting like you don't know You know, you acting like you don't know I tear the club up fo' sho' This fl

I said tell me what's really going on Drizzy back up in this thing I’m ready, what's happening Gone for surgery, but now I’m back again I’m 'bout my paper, like my paper, like a scratch and win World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Nothing ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night

[Swizz Beatz] This is something special, wooh This is something new This is something special, wooh This is something new [Mos Def] The power of observation Marvels and frights and strange delights Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties Ecstatic patterns in the calendar design Wilderness

[Intro] No diggity! You know what I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt Play on playette, play on playette Yo Dre, drop the verse [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] It's going down, fade to Blackstreet The homies got at me, collab' creations, bump like acne No doubt, I put it down, never slouch As long as my c

[Hook] Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [Lil Wayne Verse 1] Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner you don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher