Fame Soundtrack - Tyrones Rap

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Don't need no rich bitch, to tell me which
Fork to use, I paid my dues
In a rap-trap building called New York
Livin' off beans, greens, and pork
In a basement, tenement,

no one's got to tell me what it meant
To be black, jack
Ace of spades
All the car-wash washers and day-work maids
Can't wash it off, it never fades,
It's who you are until you're dead
Now ain't that a kick upside the head?!

Yeah, I know about Pryor and Portier,
Can't get higher than Sugar ray
Muhammed Ali and Doctor J
And 90% of the N.B.A
Reggie Jackson, Jesse Jackson
Michael and Mahaliah Jackson,
Now what's that got to do with me?
On the street the only thing I see is:
Crack dealers, pocketbook stealers,
Coke snorters, Times Square daughters,
Eight year olds who dance for quaters,
And tokes and two-line blows
New Adidas and stereos!
That's us! Thats it!
So don't be tellin' me all that shit!
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Children Of Bodom - Hate Crew Deathroll

Artist: Children Of Bodom
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Come on!

Hey! Don't tell us what you want,
cuz we don't give a f-ck about you and your kind.
You! You better take a step back where ever the f-ck you came from.
No! You ain't one of us and to be tag along you're too ugly and blunt.
Why?! Is it so hard to get that we don't need you, stupid cunt!

If you don't know how to resent one another,
to gain the new way of power,
it'll get to the point where no one gives a f-ck
what you may think of us or what you may not.

Stop! Are you ever gonna stop tryin' to be on the way that we wanna go?
f-ck! It's pissing the f-ck out of us when you don't understand the word
'no' !
Now, you're tellin' that you'll win the war that's only battled cuz you're
too dumb to die. That's right! You can take your war and shove it up your
ass, then close your eyes and say goodbye.

If you don't know how to resent one another,
to gain the new way of power,
it'll get to the point where no one gives a f-ck
what you may think of us or what you may not.

We're hate crew, we stand and we won't fall...
We're all for none and none for all.
f-ck you! We'll fight til' the last hit
And we sure as hell ain't taking no shit!
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1 Giant Leap - My Culture

Artist: 1 Giant Leap
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Maxi Jazz:
When I look back over the years
at the things that brought tears to my eyes
papa said we have to be wise
to live long lives
now i recognise
what my father said before he dies
vocalise things I've left unsaid
left my spirit unfed for too long
Im coming home to my family
Where i can be strong
Be who I planned to be
Within me my ancestory
Givinme continuity
Would it be remiss to continue in this way
would you rather I quit
come with the other shit
making people's hips sway
lip service I pay but im nervous
i pray for all the mothers who get no sleep
like a lifeline I light lines cause my compassion is deep
for the people who fashioned me my soul to keep
and this is who i happen to be
and if I dont see that Im strong then I wont be
This is what my Daddy told me
I wished he would hold me
A little more
than he did
But he taught me my culture
And how to live positive
I never wanna shame
The blood in my veins and bring pain
to my sweet grandfathers face
in his resting place
I make haste to learn and not waste
everything my forefathers earned in tears
for my culture

Robbie:
Fall back again
Crawl from the warm water

Maxi Jazz:
for my culture

Robbie:
water to air
youre on your feet again
your feet again.
Hello Dad, remember me?
Im the man you thought Id never be.
Im the boy who you reduced to tears
Dad Id been lonely for 27 years
Yeah, thats right my names Bob
Im the one who landed the popstars job
Im the one who you told : look, dont touch?
and the kid who wouldn't amount to much.
I believe in the senses out of so
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Barcode - Gimme Your Money

Artist: Barcode
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
You used to be ok
And you were never late
You used to pay on time
Used to be fine
You used to know the rules
You normally kept it cool
Now I want back what's mine
You've crossed the line

Gimme your money
Run for your life
Gimme all
Don't think twice
Gimme your money
Run for your life
Gimme all

So make a choice
If you do give a damn
D'you wanna pay or be a dying man
Don't fake it

No more talk - no more shit - no more lies
Gimme no phony alibis
Mark my words and keep them all in mind

Can't be worth the price that you pay
Settle score and get back in the game
Or lose it all

Now
Time's up
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504 Boyz - We Bust

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Silkk talking)
Ok P, I think they done f-cked up now, right?
We have to bring the headbusters down
From that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me?

chorus [Krazy] 1X
These bitch niggas can't f-ck wit' us
We bust
I guess I gotta show you niggas you could be touched.
Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50 deep
The life that we livin' we can't slip or sleep

[Halloway]
I'm from that 405 backwards
WhereI fell in these tractors
Where niggas ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm from the Terrordome
Where niggas sport hair and bone
And there's one major label in this city, and each is own.
No love for hos
Cuz they'll leave you wit' your shit exposed
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know f-ck
I'm from that dirty
Where niggas will kill behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and bitch you heard me.

[G-Spade]
War and collide
f-ck wit' us and fo' sho die
HIt yo' block from both sides
GC's sick and tired
These niggas don't play
Thinkin' it's a f-ckin' game
Bitch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your f-ckin' brain.
Better ask them niggas do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' Spade dawg
Shit's real
Get your cap peeled
Feel your blood spill
Keep this snub, no steel
Cuz these thugs will kill

[Valario]
It's war wit' this six slugs
Known to sell drugs
Down south, thugged out, never gave a f-ck
Everybody in this muthaf-cka down to bust
504, nothin' but murderas among us
Ghetto Commission rippin' them niggas up alone the choppers.
TSO know that the ghetto niggas street stoppers.
504, the Westbanks comin' real
504, them other niggas know the deal

chorus 2X

[Silkk the Shocker]
Nigga can't be f-cked wit', dawg, nigga, no way.
We make niggas go to the FEDz, so they can relocate.
While ya'll do it for a couple of hours, we do it for the whole day.
If I gotta do somethin', shit, you know I gots ta hold weight.
War, we about that nigga
f-ck wit' my clique, I doubt that nigga
Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that nigga
Cuz we about the figgas
Still about the triggas
To myself, type of nigga that'llstay in the cut
Lil' quiet ass niggas, really don't say much
Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No pistols play slim nigga, hardly lift no weights up.
Project nigga, sip Henny in a cup
19 on the Sedan, come through 20's on the truck.
Thugged out
NIgga, I love this clout
Put it down for my niggas, plus I love the South
See these niggas that I roll wit', don't gotta second guess that.
They'll put it there, where your chest at
Tank around my neck, ya'll better respect that
I don't fight, if you got hands (guns fire) you'll catch that.

chorus 2X

(Krazy talking)
Now
f-ck it
Murder your muthaf-ckin' ass nigga
Ghetto Commission nigga
And that nigga Silkk
Haha, and Krazy
I'm just thuggin'
It's all love, babay
This No Limit shit deep nigga
You niggas can't swim
Don't get in the muthaf-ckin' water
Cuz you'll get a bomb bitch
We don't give a f-ck
It's ain't no love
Nothin' but thugs
DRAMA
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504 Boyz - Uptown

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Taxi]
Did you call a taxi
[Master P]
Yea
[Taxi]
Where you going my brother
[Master P]
Uptown. Ya heard me Calliope 36-49 go cross the Bra
Bridge and make a left

[Chorus: Suga Bear (repeat 2x's)]

I'll be hangin uptown (hangin)
With my niggas
Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea

[Master P]
Uptown baby, don't clown baby
It's going down baby, I'm with my rounds baby
Uptown CP3, nigga my block stay hot
You rally dirty war, nigga I got it on lock
From the Mac to the Meph to the Calliope
Nigga in the bricks at night fool anything goes
Rose Tavern is the spot were I stash the glock
Hoody Hoo, Run forest here comes the cops
Nigga second line badge where my peeps get killed
R.I.P. T' shirts nigga to remember the real
Sam Skulley got killed and Big Glen got Life
My lil cousin Jimmy did 8
but now he's trying to change his life

[Chorus 2x's]

[Mac]
Now let me take you to the land of the choppers
pussy poppers and body droppers
crooked cops and quarter shops
when the cop shopper
you get your hands on a a bird
don't say a word
there is a million coke spots with no coke to serve
when you see them nigga swerve in the Lexus
and you can't get no buss pass
to get your ski mask, and get a click
but make sure it niggas you been f-cking with get a bitch
bout that murder, murder and sucking dick
on the slick doe, cause they pulling akickdoes
and I think it was them nigga out that Thomas
cause they had them black macs and bombers
but you didn't hear that me, I can't talk, I can't see
look matter fact when it happen, I was overseas with P
and that how a nigga be, I be on GT with wears and boots
when them f-cking people spin in, my niggas holla "OOP OOP"
and if a nigga find ya, we second line behind ya
blow some ganja in your memories
sportin Tee's to remind ya we still

[Chorus 2x's]

[C-Murder]
Now if you looking for me playa
when I'm down in the city
you wanna get with me then hit me
or come in that Calliope and get me
for real ask Whine and Eyes
I be down in the cut
me, Boo Gee and Tee Dee
we be tearing shit up
feel my rounds, uptown them tuff guys on the block
just like Slim and Marcello
they got that Nolia on lock
and that Rose Tavern
I'm chillling right in front of Randall pictures
they hit cha but ask Victor
where gonna always be with cha
I'll let Lil Cory tell a story while he down in the 5th
I hit the spliff, pass the twirk and yell CP3
We make a move and bounce the House of Blues
full of Tequila, we left the dagger shop
them po po's sweating the block
and now it's back to the Calliope
(it's back to the Calliope)
the driveway of the middle of 3rd Ward code
I represent it lil daddy
cause it's a Calliope thing
and uptown is the place where I chill and hang

[Chorus 2x's
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504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 BOYZ - I Know You Wanna f-ck

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

Now you ain't gotta say much
cuz I was beeping you (beeping you)
lookin' at your hips got me thinking
about how deep in you I'm tryin' to go
You heard about "????????????"
I thought I told ya sold ya draws
covered in my balls
I'm known for rippin' pussy walls
I heard you got that kill
I can see all in your grill
Can you ride me like a black Mercedes
And make me say the shit
I never did with other ladies
I gotta woman so I'm not lookin' for love
I've just come to fit your glove
get a couple of "uh" "uh" 's
And I'm out just liek a thug
Ya kno get me on a paycheck
if ya wan' it, it sold ya passion
So get up on it if ya wan' it Woo (Woo)

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

Throw me on a counter in the kitchen
and baby cool my body with some icecream
clean me from head to toe and bending me over
69 would be the next thing
i wanna taste your body
all night long
from sun up to sun down
i wanna make you moooaannnn

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

kill a candle
and shoot in the places light won't show
do your time and do it slow
i'll do my own exercises right between your thighs and
it' all very pleasurable
I'll go places he won't go
Let's keep it on the low, low
so he won't know that it's taken to the floor

(GUY)You ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)And you ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too

(GUY)No, no, no you ain't gotta say to much
from the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna f-ck

(GIRL)You ain't gotta call me your boo
cause as bad as you wanna f-ck
I wanna f-ck too
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504 Boyz - Whodi

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Master P:
our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya heard me?
ha ha (hootie hoo)

Chorus (2x):
where you at whodi? (im ova here whodi)
Im in dat 5, dat 0, to da 4, ya heard

We drive Excursions with TV's
Bubble eye humvees
A mouth full of gold teeth
and i represent that CP3
Where my niggaz on the block boy
Open up shop boy
and they'll kill ya for them rocks boy
Gimme some money, dollars
and imma give you 400 back
Give it to me in powder and imma change it into crack
Im tryna change my life but im tired of bein broke
Thats why i post up with my niggaz and we hustle by the store

Chorus (2x)

Magic:
(Where you at whodi?)
Im ova here shaggy
Smokin my do-do in the mo-mo in the black navi
Bitches will love to have me, because im livin lavish
Ill take some pussy but head is what really makes me happy
Im downtown in the 9th ward, Saint Claude
Friday night when the boulevard is full of beacoup broads
Im on the scene full of Henny
New Orleans love me so i aint gotta spend a f-ckin penny
I let em know that im a 504 boy from across the Canal...

Mystikal
...And im from the 12th, i run by myself
and if you cant tell, im bad for your health
Bitch im the man, keep up if you can
Yall niggaz cant stand it
When i come with them uptown niggaz
from the 504 with a gun in both hands
Im the tracks, im the wheel on the tanks
I live on the bill in the banks
I come in and do my thang
Where the muthaf-cka that think im playin?

Chorus (2x)

Mr. Marcello:
Life in the bricks, believe me niggaz we live it
If they aint made it yet then bitch they gotta build it
Money to the ceiling, i used to sell rocks on blocks
f-ckin round wit Master P, nigga got NY socks
Wodie im hot, enough cash to buy yall blocks
Trucks...hold, i got NYPD locked
Im a killa nigga, raw dog guerrilla nigga
Try to download the spot cuz willow was hot nigga


Silkk:
When i come through i come through wild
come through foul, come through loud
Run through the crowd, run 2000
Come through this kickin like its kung-fu style
From the front to the rear whodi, its No Limit year whodi
(Yo Silkk where you at?)
Im in this No Limit gear whodi

Chorus (2x)

C-Murder:
Where you at?
Im over here, in the project on the block
Im C-Murder, im bout dat drama nigga
f-ck you and your mamma
Incarcerate me if you could
But you gotta find me in the hood
Im foreva gettin blunted
Nigga, No Limit niggaz keep comin
Never runnin from them bitches
Dumpin fools up in ditches
And snitches, i give em muthaf-ckin stitches
Dat 504, tha Calliope, we rattle street and rust ya blade
Duck nigga, watch yo head, it could be ya early grave
Check your rearview, lock them doors
Beat your hoes and cock ya shit
Count your money by the bit
and get tru niggaz in your click
N-O, L-I, M-I to the T
is just a bunch of crazy muthaf-ckas just like me

Chorus (4x)

Wild Wayne talking until fade
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504 Boyz - Them Boyz

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
feat. Mac, X-Con)

[Mac]
Who dat nigga?
What?
Nigga you know me? (yeah nigga uptown)
Mac

[Chorus]
Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
you better watch them boyz
Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
you better watch them boyz

[X-Con]
See that nigga with the slugs he got the gat
See that nigga in the black he got the sack
See don't f-ck with them niggas when they on they shit
And don't f-ck with them niggas in the No-Limit clique (ya heard)
See calio boys they don't give a f-ck
But them 504 boyz they'll bust you up
When they doin' bad they'll rob your ass
Run from the taz then hustle and grab
The one thing my niggas, they don't stunt
But they'll f-ck your bitch then smoke your blunts(ya heard)

[Chorus x3]

[Mac]
Man look who them niggas with their rag on and the gold teeth?
I know them boys know me
I know them boys heard of me
Probally wanna murder me
Probally got some niggas outside smokin' out my ride
But I hope they got they bullett proof vest on
Cause I be shootin' like a fiend shootin' hairon(heroin)
Oh where you from dog (where you from) oh is that right
Now get the f-ck before I show you what this mack like
You niggas must be made of (?)
Cause y'all just stumbled in the wrong hood trying to get your rap on
Tell the D.J. cut the lights on
So we can take it outside and get our motherf-cking fight on

[Chorus]

[Master-P]
They got me running through this dirty maze I feel a trap
Foot prints all through this dirty grave with a (?)
Coming (?) with two heaters stuck in my britches
You niggas keep on chasin I'm taking some of you with me
I don't wanna hurt nobody, tell me if it's the end
God forgive my sins cause I gots to make it in
Tried it playing with the good but my hood is raw
Head busters and wig spliters, it's all them so
Aint got time for the game no more hoes always in us
It's all about the fame now hoe, got you niggas jelous
All the old killers I ran with, let me show y'all the difference
Gotta watch them on the streets like I watch them other prisoners

[Chorus x2
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504 BOYZ - Them Boyzfeat. Mac, X-Con

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Mac]
Who dat nigga?
What?
Nigga you know me? (yeah nigga uptown)
Mac

[Chorus]
Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
you better watch them boyz
Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
you better watch them boyz

[X-Con]
See that nigga with the slugs he got the gat
See that nigga in the black he got the sack
See don't f-ck with them niggas when they on they shit
And don't f-ck with them niggas in the No-Limit clique (ya heard)
See calio boys they don't give a f-ck
But them 504 boyz they'll bust you up
When they doin' bad they'll rob your ass
Run from the taz then hustle and grab
The one thing my niggas, they don't stunt
But they'll f-ck your bitch then smoke your blunts(ya heard)

[Chorus x3]

[Mac]
Man look who them niggas with their rag on and the gold teeth?
I know them boys know me
I know them boys heard of me
Probally wanna murder me
Probally got some niggas outside smokin' out my ride
But I hope they got they bullett proof vest on
Cause I be shootin' like a fiend shootin' hairon(heroin)
Oh where you from dog (where you from) oh is that right
Now get the f-ck before I show you what this mack like
You niggas must be made of (?)
Cause y'all just stumbled in the wrong hood trying to get your rap on
Tell the D.J. cut the lights on
So we can take it outside and get our motherf-cking fight on

[Chorus]

[Master-P]
They got me running through this dirty maze I feel a trap
Foot prints all through this dirty grave with a (?)
Coming (?) with two heaters stuck in my britches
You niggas keep on chasin I'm taking some of you with me
I don't wanna hurt nobody, tell me if it's the end
God forgive my sins cause I gots to make it in
Tried it playing with the good but my hood is raw
Head busters and wig spliters, it's all them so
Aint got time for the game no more hoes always in us
It's all about the fame now hoe, got you niggas jelous
All the old killers I ran with, let me show y'all the difference
Gotta watch them on the streets like I watch them other prisoners

[Chorus x2]
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504 Boyz - Check Em

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(Master P)
Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
I got five on the lips
But I ain't payin for the ass
You just got yo hair fixed
So can you pump a nigga gas
Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a nigga dick
I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick
C-Murder called you hoes like some f-ckin crash dummies
It ain't love when the motherf-cking sex cost money
I ain't dissin you hoes
I just don't love you hoes
In yo raggedy ass Girbauds
When you swangin on them poles
Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife
And if you dippin I can't put you in my life
Cause all hoes suck dick
Let me tell you dog hoes you f-ckin with
See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes
(But you Master P) Well bitch take off your clothes
Talk that shit now roll with it
Ya warefare check hoe go get it

(chorus)
(P) Check dem hoes
(Traci) Check dem niggas(4x)

(Traci)
Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy
You can stunt all you want but that shit don't phase me
(?) in front yo boys like you made me nigga
I hold my own ????????
Reppin like you gon shine
Nigga you is a waste of time
Gettin that ho to step to me
I gets down for mine
Me and my girls we don't play no games
f-ck you lames
When you walkin on side of me
I'm bringin you pain
You can talk that shit about suck yo dick
Get a grip
Broke bitch you ain't the shit
You know who you f-ckin wit
Drop a baby for you
Nigga you must be sick
Got no time for the lies all niggas is tricks

(chorus)

(P) Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
(Traci) Who dat call the police
Yo pa call the police
(P) Dem hoes call the poli
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504 Boyz Check Em

504 BOYZ - Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 BOYZ Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

504 BOYZ - We Bustfeat. Ghetto Commission, Krazy

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Silkk talking]
Ok P, I think they done f-cked up now, right?
We have to bring the headbusters down
From that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me?

[chorus (Krazy) 1X]
These bitch niggas can't f-ck wit' us
We bust
I guess I gotta show you niggas you could be touched.
Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50 deep
The life that we livin' we can't slip or sleep

[Halloway]
I'm from that 405 backwards
WhereI fell in these tractors
Where niggas ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm from the Terrordome
Where niggas sport hair and bone
And there's one major label in this city, and each is own.
No love for hos
Cuz they'll leave you wit' your shit exposed
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know f-ck
I'm from that dirty
Where niggas will kill behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and bitch you heard me.

[G-Spade]
War and collide
f-ck wit' us and fo' sho die
HIt yo' block from both sides
GC's sick and tired
These niggas don't play
Thinkin' it's a f-ckin' game
Bitch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your f-ckin' brain.
Better ask them niggas do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' Spade dawg
Shit's real
Get your cap peeled
Feel your blood spill
Keep this snub, no steel
Cuz these thugs will kill

[Valario]
It's war wit' this six slugs
Known to sell drugs
Down south, thugged out, never gave a f-ck
Everybody in this muthaf-cka down to bust
504, nothin' but murderas among us
Ghetto Commission rippin' them niggas up alone the choppers.
TSO know that the ghetto niggas street stoppers.
504, the Westbanks comin' real
504, them other niggas know the deal

[chorus 2X]

[Silkk the Shocker]
Nigga can't be f-cked wit', dawg, nigga, no way.
We make niggas go to the FEDz, so they can relocate.
While ya'll do it for a couple of hours, we do it for the whole day.
If I gotta do somethin', shit, you know I gots ta hold weight.
War, we about that nigga
f-ck wit' my clique, I doubt that nigga
Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that nigga
Cuz we about the figgas
Still about the triggas
To myself, type of nigga that'llstay in the cut
Lil' quiet ass niggas, really don't say much
Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No pistols play slim nigga, hardly lift no weights up.
Project nigga, sip Henny in a cup
19 on the Sedan, come through 20's on the truck.
Thugged out
NIgga, I love this clout
Put it down for my niggas, plus I love the South
See these niggas that I roll wit', don't gotta second guess that.
They'll put it there, where your chest at
Tank around my neck, ya'll better respect that
I don't fight, if you got hands (guns fire) you'll catch that.

[chorus 2X]

[Krazy talking]
Now
f-ck it
Murder your muthaf-ckin' ass nigga
Ghetto Commission nigga
And that nigga Silkk
Haha, and Krazy
I'm just thuggin'
It's all love, babay
This No Limit shit deep nigga
You niggas can't swim
Don't get in the muthaf-ckin' water
Cuz you'll get a bomb bitch
We don't give a f-ck
It's ain't no love
Nothin' but thugs
DRAMA!
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Metal Church - IN THE BLOOD

Artist: Metal Church
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Just the pain has worn me down
Don't play me far ahead
Living quiet, fighting for some time
You're gonna see one day
You're not listening now
You haven't heard a word I said

Your laughter burns hot
An existing pawn
Your lies are open now
Nothin' left to hide

Now, I'm telling you
Leave all your troubles far away
I've listened now to this dead-end shit
It all just sounds the same

Your laughter burns hot
An existing pawn
Your lies are open now
Nothin' left to hide

You're a big boy now
Get up off the floor
You what?!
Do you want to know
Coming to get you

Yes, everybody wants a piece of your ass
It's time you know the pain
Your time is running out
We're gonna meet on judgement day

Your laughter burns hot
An existing pawn
Your lies are open now
Nothin' left to hide

Hide, hide, hide, ahh,
You're in the blood
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Metal Church IN THE BLOOD

Metal Church - IN DUE TIME

Artist: Metal Church
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I'm trapped in the pressure cooker
when will I ever learn
While my world has reached the boiling
Point of of no return

Don't light a match near me
I'm bound to explode
Don't pull this shit with me
I want what I'm owed

I've seen the facts and the figures you hide
You time is coming, you're caught in a lie

Too many potions in my cabinet
Too lives left on the line
If you are one of those who made me end up crazy
You will get yours all in due time

One more hour of induced psychosis
I'll be a real nut case
That's what I get for listening to you
You put me in this place

Don't light a match near me
I'm bound to explode
Don't pull this shit with me
I want what I'm owed

My reservations have left me to die
You're two-faced and scheming, I spit in your eye

Too many potions in my cabinet
Too lives left on the line
If you are one of those who made me end up crazy
You will get yours all in due time

I'm in a no-win situation, with no timeouts left
Time for heavy ammunition, time for action, no regrets

Too many potions in my cabinet
Too lives left on the line
If you are one of those who made me end up crazy
You will get yours all in due time
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Metal Church IN DUE TIME

Cadillac Moon - You Aint Man Enough To Take My Woman From Me

Artist: Cadillac Moon
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well, you might look like an idol straight from the silver screen
Style like young Brando be a giant like James Dean
Smile is always lurking somewhere on your lips.
The world is out there waiting At your finger tips
Well, I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
But you ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
Now you sure know how to act and exactly what to say.
You haven't got a clue you should just go away
You don't stand a chance. I can tell that she's amused
You think you're gettin' lucky. I think that you're confused
I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough To take my woman from me
My baby sees through you no matter what you do
She doesn't want your company
And when she leaves, you know where I'm gonna be
I said, I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
Oh, you're wearing Armani
To me you look funny
I ain't got your money
But I know my honey and She ain't
gonna dig you
Sharp as a blade
Think you got it made
But man I'm afraid
That your shit is played
And she's just laughin' at you
You might take exception
But it's my contention
You need some correction
So change your direction
And listen while I'm talkin'
I'm tellin' you once And I'm tellin' you twice
If you had half a brain Then you'
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Cadillac Moon You Aint Man Enough To Take My Woman From Me

Cadillac Blindside - Nothing Like The Real Thing

Artist: Cadillac Blindside
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
"Nothing Like The Real Thing"

do you think i really care about how you see me? as soon as i turn around be careful what you say. when you leave it's the same, no one's your friend. "try and understand it's nothing personal, just how it is" the social scale is slowly climbed. making friends by butting in and talking shit just leads the way for you to lose them the same way. "hey did you hear?" is the starting point for your good time. well here's one for all of you. did you hear about the time that no one gave a shit about what you think? whose life should we pick apart today? probably mine.
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Cadillac Blindside Nothing Like The Real Thing

Hip Tragically - Flamenco

Artist: Hip Tragically
Music Album: Trouble At The Henhouse
(Music Song Lyrics):
Does it diminish your
super-capacity to love

Walk like a matador
don't be chicken-shit
and turn breezes into rivulets
flamenco-sweep the air
and weave the sun
and stamp your feet for everyone

Does it exhibit your
natural tendency to hate

Maybe a prostitute
could teach you
how to take a compliment

Maybe I'll go to New York
I'll drag you there
you said "no one drags me anywhere"

Does it diminish your
super-capacity to love
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Hip Tragically Flamenco

Hill Dru - This Is What We Do featuring Method Man

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Enter The Dru
(Music Song Lyrics):
VERSE 1 SO YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS IT/AND YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS HOT/YOU WANT ME/TO TOUCH YOUR SPOT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT/NOW I WATCH YOUR EARRINGS JINGLE/AND I WATCH YOU WORK YOUR MIDDLE/CAUSE YOUR HANDLE BARS AIN'T LITTLE/MAKES ME WANNA/YA'LL AIN'T READY/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
VERSE 2 SAID EAST SIDE/WHERE YOU AT/WHAT THE DEELY/AND TO MY LADIES OVER WEST/CAN YOU FEEL ME/TELL ME WHAT THE DEAL WITH THE SOUTH/THEY TELL ME MASTER P/GOT IT ALL FIGURED OUT/BUT IF YOU SAY YOU WITH ME/SHOW YOU WITH ME/YOU SO PRETTY/YOU STAY SHITTY/AIN'T NO SHORTY/OVER 40 CHILLIN/IN THE VIP WITH ME/DAMN RIGHT/GAME TIGHT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT TONIGHT/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
METH WHO GOT THE BEST BODY ON THE PLANET / I TAKE ADVANTAGE / THEN SKATE LIKE THE KISSING BANDIT / LEAVE OF HEARTS / GOT THESE SHORTIES PUT AFTER DARK / WE'RE LADY KILLERS / NOW BLOW BACK APART / TICAL DRU HILL OR / STRANGE LOVE / SEVEN THIRTY / I'M LIKE HERBIE WITH A LOVE BUG / THEN SKIP TOWN LIKE A CASANOVA / BROWN MRS / YOU LOOK DELICIOUS LIKE A TWO PIECE / WITH A BISCUIT / WHAT'S GOING DOWN / IN MY MIND I'M RIPPIN YOUR CLOTHES / PLAYIN WITH YOUR FEET GIRL / SUCKING YOUR TOES / GO AROUND WITH THE GHETTO SARANO / MELLO / ROMEO WHO LIKE HIS WOMEN ON THE SAME LEVEL / PAY MY BILLS THAT WERE DUE / ALL ACCOUNTS SETTLED / NOW I'M RELAXING LIKE PA NOW WITH MA KETTLE / BABY LAUGHING / EARRINGS IN BOTH NIPPLES / LIKE JANET JACKSON / BUSTING OUT HER LATEST FASHION / OR THE SMASHIN / HONEY COME OVER HERE / I **** BE COLD / THROW DEM PANTIES OVER THERE / YOU WON'T NEED THOSE / YOU TALK LIKE SEX / YOU WALK LIKE SEX / YOU SMELL LIKE SEX / YOU YELL LIKE SEX / AND ALL YA WANT IS MR METH / HALL OF A MAN / THAT CAN SELL AN ESKIMO A FAN / I COME EQUIPPED FOR ANY SPOT YOU WANT TO HIT / OR WANT LICKED / WHEN MY **** HIT THE **** / AHHH SHIT / I START TO THINK BACK ON HOW I GO HUMP / SEVEN MINUTES TO HEAVEN AT THE AGE OF ELEVEN / COULDN'T TELL ME NUTTIN THEN / CAN'T TELL ME NUTTIN NOW / HONEY CHILD / MILKIN THE COW / LOVIN MY STYLE / THIS IS WHAT WE DO KID / ME AND THEM DRU KIDS / TAKE EM BLIND, CRIPPLED, CRAZY EVEN TOOTHLESS / LASTLY / IF YOU KNOW ME DON'T ASK ME / CALL ME METHOD / MR METH IF YA NASTY
BRIDGE IF I MOVE IT TO THE LEFT/WILL IT BE HOT TO DEF/IF I MOVE IT TO THE RIGHT/WILL IT MAKE IT LAST ALL NIGHT/WOODY/IF I MOVE IT UP AND DOWN/WILL YOU MAKE A FREAKY SOUND/COME ON/IF I MOVE IT IN AND OUT/WILL IT MAKE YOU SCREAM AND SHOUT
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