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[Intro-50 Cent] Yeah, I'm trying to catch me something A little jux or somethin [Hook-50 Cent] Nigga that watch is nice, that's what you bought for me? That chain is nice, that's what you bought for me? Them earrings is nice, that's what you bought f

Take that nigga chain,we don't give a fuck Hit that nigga up, we don't give a fuck Jack that nigga truck, we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us Take that nigga chain, we don't give a fuck Hit that nigga up, we don't give a

On the morning I found you I was fixing the alarm Called the papers before 911 Now they're asking me questions 'bout this thing that I found And I never heard a single word you put down And I can't find the answer to anything Heavy and hanging by a s

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco] What it say? Next to it, to it, to it, to it, to it, to it Ne-next to it, to it, to it, to it, to it, to it [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Money ain't shit when there's wealth next to it Wealth ain't shit when there's health next to it I

[Nas] Born in nyc beastin', the lord left me no choice Christian pendants, islamic thoughts, criminal courts Father forgive, I wanna die like godfather did Standing in lineups and paying lawyers, aint tryna bid Alliances, surveillance watching 'em, c

Artist: Lil' Wayne Album: Tha Carter II Year: 2005 Title: Fireman Print Correct Uh huh, I'm back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now? I'm the Fireman Fire, Fa, Fireman I got that fire I'm hollering I got that fire come and try me and You can spark it up

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba You, pussy nigga, finna make me kill one of y'all Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a d

Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga? Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, nigga But I don't have to wear no diamonds to shine Damn you don't know that 'cause I'm Bone, Bone Yeah, I got a couple cribs, so what, nigga? Rollin', sittin' on dub, dubs, n

[Female:] We're sitting here with Eazy E Believe that [Female:] How are you doing ? Allright [Female:] So, Eazy, tell me, how was your life as a youngster ? [Verse 1] Ruthless, my style as a juvenile Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile Bankin,

[Verse 1] I keep a chip off in my cell phone Pocket full of stones, smoking on the strong Freddy Kane, Freddy Corleone Marshalltown niggas had a nigga running home I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on 9 millimeter, Baretta to 40 cal Glock 23 f

three 6 mafia - get ya rob(feat. project pat) (lyrics by 都市神�@omuzik!) our muzik - 欧美音乐主题论坛 stick'em up , raise'em up all the flossin' on the town'll (get ya rob) you be splurgin' all ya cash'll (get ya rob) i heard trickin' with all them broads'll (

Intro (Bizarre): Detroit, Motown Hey, guess what They gave us a super bowl this year an you know what happened Chorus: Robbin, shootin', killin', Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) Robbin, shootin', killin', Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) Verse 1 (Bizarre)

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[Freeway] Man if I get rocked, this s**t for my kids n***a It's that real s**t... (female singer, repeated throughout the verses) *Even though what we do is wrong...* We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a 40 when the sun go down It's a cold wi

Red Rum Ft Spice 1 - Celly Cel Murder one, motherfuckers call it Re drum Doin' niggaz in and let them shells pile up From dumpin' on these niggas in my motherfuckin' face I breaks 'em off a taste of that Ciggety Cel and Spice Gettin' it on like Marvi

(Intro: Young Buck + (Young Jeezy)) 6-1-5 Ca$hville we buck, yeah! (AY!) Toomp I got you nigga! (Yeah!) A.T.L. to Ca$hville nigga (You already know what this is, ay!) Aiyyo Jeezy whattup nigga? (What they do nigga?) Aiyyo it's on me tonight nigga! (L

(feat. Rick Ross & Meek Mill) [Intro: Stalley] I just be laughing at these haters... My laugh is like... My laugh sound like... [Verse 1: Stalley] Drag racin', left the game behind me I'm zoomin' on these niggas and I don't see nobody There's no comp

Uh, this is life (this is life) This is what I know (this what I know) So to me (so to me) this is life (this is life) [Chorus x 2] One more road to cross One more risk to take Gotta live my life Like there's one more move to make I'm up at like six

get get get get got got got got blood rush to my head lit hot lock poppin off the fuckin block knot clockin wrist slit watch bent thought bot tail pipe draggin volume blastin bailin out my brain red light flash dem stop i smash abraxas, hydroplane, m

Verse 1 Mack 10 nutty as they come leave 'em face down and numb from the waist down It's a Sunday a gun day rollin' down a one way in my 'lac front and back over train tracks On yak and herb nigga swerve it get's on my nerves banked my Danas on the c