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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| Песня: Rollin' On 20's Here we go Welcome to my world nigga of Cadillacs and stacks Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back Uh, I know you see us You wanna be us With Jam Master Jay on my Adidas Plus I ride around in two-seata's I hope its cold cuz i'm comin wit my heata I'm on Fleeta doin 150 Can't you tell my cut i'm pimpin And if I hit one time shes limpin And if he trick one dime he's simpin Cause we don't do it like that over here All we do is grip grain on the stair Like Killer Mike all I do is dream about sex But when I wake up I have a dream about a check And after that I burn rubber when i jump in my Vette Yet his hoes raise up but it ain't come out yet, I'm Speed Racin On 20's (On 20's) Wheels Spinnin(Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin I pulled up with the top off On 20's (On 20's) Wheels spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) these hoes grinnin Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I got a need for speed get in da truck wit me Or we can start the Bentley doin a buck fifty I'm so gangsta, chickenheads dont' wanna fuck wit me But you can love me or hate me baby you stuck wit me And I'm a flow til the police come and get me We run dis city, you can't do nothin wit me Its young red ya'll I'm rollin something sticky You see them 20's believe they worth three a penny And I ain't really got nuthin to lose So announce on 22's start spreadin the news Lets speed it up a little Hoes love to choose Soon as the spot the drop Man it gotta be the shoes The fast lane is where a nigga live ev'r night Look for the grain stay away from the red light Them old folks hear me creepin up the street Cause they know I got them, I got them Woofers in my jeep, nigga On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin I pulled up with the top off On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin We never lose sleep, lemme On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin You can't even breath in it I got a lambo I got a drop jag Plus i got a Harley bike, nigga top that Now e'erbody be like where you shop at and they be askin dumb shit like where you got that Thats when i look back and say I'm a superstar And if it cost a hundred grand its a super car I'm still ballin, 20 still crawlin Like retarded kids, my dvd's stallin Lakers still callin but we already signed We about to be legends like Morris Day and The time When Paul gave me a call, man i had to do it, uh I gotta rep where I'm from so i had to screw it, uh I'm from the home of the HOuston, Texans The only horse we ride is in our Lexus Nowadays, everybody wanna chop on blades But we been doin that ya'll better behave On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin I pulled up with the top off On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin We never lose sleep, lemme On 20's (On 20's) Wheel's Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin) These hoes grinnin You can't even breath in it
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 2 |
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| Песня: Forget the Fame (Lil' Flip) I come from a hood where everybody standin on the corner What you need? some weed, speed, or some marijuana? You can get it right here or get it down there But when the laws pull up get away from 'round there Now niggaz think a nigga started changin Just cause a nigga gotta platinum chain hanging I still got the same niggaz that I'm down with If a nigga owe me money we gon'shoot down shit I use to sell work I use to sell pints But now I'm doing shit I got three million in the bank I done made alot of moves and payed alot of dues And if you fuck with me, you might make tonight news Now niggaz get on TV and forget they partnas The ones who keep it real come to yo shows with the choppas The one who bring that drank, bring that weed to yo house Them the niggaz down wit me that represent the South, uh (Chorus) I want the money I don't give a fuck about the fame No matter how rich I get Lil' Flip will never change I want the money I don't give a fuck about the fame I do this shit so my patnas don't have to slang cain (Lil' Flip) Now everytime I get back somebody went to jail But they taught us don't go to school and you will fail I didn't go to college but its money in my wallet And I just bought a Jag with zero mileage Now people like "Flip, you know I'm tryin to rap" But you was hatin on me, nigga you might get slapped Your telephone tapped, you got the hood hot Matter of fact it don't look good for you to be standin on the block Nigga what about the cops? They rollin and lookin and everybody know what you sellin and cookin So get yo mind right nigga stay out the streets You see what I did, now I play with these beats (Chorus) (Lil' Flip) I'm like a hundred-dollar bill I'm hard change And now its funny everybody aint acting the same Rule one never let niggaz learn your business Rule two never ever ever burn yo bridges I had niggaz that was hatin smilin in my face Way before "Buy the Car, Buy the House", and "DiamondsNyaface" Now they see me in the streets like "I wanna do a song" Nigga yous a hoe cry babies go home! Cause you aint selling records don't get mad Cause you see me ballin hard in a drop top Jag When you see me at The Source just chunk up a deuce Cause I represent Cloverland jumpin out my Coupe I'm still gon' be the same nigga on the scene I'm still gon' be the only freestyle king...... {*DJ scratches* I'm still gon' {*DJ scratches* still... still gon be the only ('Another chop chop productions') {*DJ scratches* free... {*DJ scratches* freesty.. {*DJ scratches* I'm still gon' be the only free style king... {*DJ scratches* only only only only fre{*mumbling*ee style king {*DJ scratches* ...free style king {*DJ scratches* still gon {*DJ scratches* ly freest..king.. I'm still gon {*DJ scratches* I'm still gon be the only {*DJ scratches* styl {*DJ scratches* still gon be {*DJ scratches* I'm still gon' be the only free {*DJ scratches*
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:27 | Сообщение # 3 |
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| Песня: Gotta Stack Ya Paper f/ Shazstar * send corrections to the typist (Chorus:Shazstar rp2x) gotta stack ya paper chop em' like a razor! if you gon'grind or if you gonna pull papers!yeah (Lil'Flip) I'm a southside playa that love to wreck I got 25-G's above my neck when I'm at the Cashattia I love to bet should I take the Corvette or the bubble lex? I put diamonds in yo faces on a daily basis I done wrecked T-town and club Oasis I got three Jags in my parking spaces '95 Air Max with blue laces you can call me a pimp like Dolomite I charge five G's to hold a mic if it aint no drank I dont hold a Sprite after I do this I got mo' to write I'm a stay Sucka Free thats my family me,Redd,Hump,Fuzz,and Anthony nigga we livin ya'll fantasy and I take baths with vanity I'm in the studio from 9 to 5 I'm a stay indepedent I aint gon' sign with Jive I'm eatin fettucini ya'll eatin fries like R.Kelly I wish I could fly I'm a 18 year old C-E-O my favorite movie is CB4 when you lookin at my watch see me snow and if you want pimps here we go you aint know Lil'Flip is the freestyle king I got platinum on my bezzeltyne stretch my money like a limousine ya gal hooked on me like nicotine when I pull up to the show I'm in 16 cars 16 ice,and 16 stars yeah I'm spittin game to like 16 broads I think I just wrecked these 16 bars (Shazstar) maan!that boy a fool godamn!but (Chorus:Shazstar rp2x) gotta stack ya paper chop em' like a razor! if you gon'grind or if you gonna pull papers!yeah (Lil'Flip) ay I'm in a Escalade eatin Etoufee like Lil'Troy its a better way I ride on red and sit on gray me and Ron C blow on hay I'm playa made on razorblades all my clothes are tailor-made I pour a 4 in Gatorade watch me lean in the shade I keep a fade I'm wearin J's I pull more stunts than Super Dave the reason I ball like a ball cause thats just for you to hate I'm underated but anticipated money in my face I gotta make it jump on a mic I gotta break it A million dollars I gotta take it I'm the millionare I'm a billionare Check the Billboard I'm still in there I put diamonds all in yo face so you know Lil'Flip dont really care I play truth or dare with yellow bones talk on prime co telophones got hoes from Hiram Clark all the way to Yellowstone and I ride on chrome thats all I do Slow down music we call it Screw Everyday watch out for the boys in blue I wear Fubu and Dada too I'm Lil'Flip I'm Sucka Free Ten thousand aint enough for me Cant none of ya'll niggas fuck with me I cant get enough of this luxury but I'm a billionare and I'm playa made on razorblades Lookin good chunkin up the duece Cloverland is my hood nigga ugh!
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 4 |
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| добовление (Chorus:Shazstar ) (Lil'Flip) ay they call me Lil'Flip I love to wreck you wanna do a song I need a check collect my hoes like upper deck southside niggas get much respect nigga Ron C put me on the track my nigga named Hump put me on the map my nigga named Johnny man he gave me plat a nigga out of line nigga he get slapped a million dollar nigga with a million dollar mouth a million dollar vase with a million dollar coach southside nigga thats what I'm about if a nigga owe me money I'm a call him out I'm a let a nigga know I'm the freestyle king these niggas dont wanna step in the freestyle ring nigga this shit is freestyling nigga I'm the mothafuckin freestyle king I said it one I said it twice gotta whole closet full of Nikes went to Worthings full of dice you know Lil'Flip gotta lot of ice I gotta lot of mics cause I'm in The Source me and Brian playin on the golf course nigga got a brand new Rolls Royce hoes give me head they got no choice I'm a million dollar nigga thats what I do slow down music by Watts and Screw everyday watch out for the boys in blue nigga I use to watch shots of Fubu million dollar nigga with DVDs,Escalades, drop top,and GMC's before I listened to DJ Screw I use to jam DJ Dmd Lil'Flip is the only star down south we just sip the bar 20 inches rip the car I gotta be real I'm a rep the toy I'm a stay the king I'm a stay the prince I'm a get the house with the big ol' fence and when I write my rhymes I dont get lyric bent nigga
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 5 |
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| Песня: Sunny Day f/ Big Shasta * send corrections to the typist (Hook:Big Shasta) we rollin on chrome flossin its a sunny day niggas smokin blunts blowin light green hay all about our cash we worked hard and got paid stacks mutiplied now its time to parlay (Lil'Flip) its a sunny day so I'm a pull out the drop no chain today but I'm a pull out the watch you know I'm iced out (bling!)lookin like a wedding cake I hear niggas whisperin man I bet its fake But I got cash ride around in drop Jags with my top back interior all black With leather seats rimmed up 4 times I'm in the V-12 watch me blow down you know me I gotta put my stunt down and when the laws pass by I put my blunt down cause I stay high like a telophone pole And I roll on vogues and pimp yellow bone hoes Swangas and blades is what we sit on I'm talking on my "flip phone", ya get it "flip phone" Smokin on a zone of that sticky-icky-green Hoes see me in the Jag and say "Flip thinks he clean..." (Hook:Big Shasta rp.2x) (Lil'Flip) I'm at the beach party in a pearl white drop I had to take my bracelet off cause the girls might bop white Airforce ones Fat Albert tank top Nike head band long braids hang out hoes everywhere man its goin down the traffics so bad cops sayin turn around but you know niggas we gonna try to sneak in some niggas going broke tryna ball this weekend and TJ takin flicks wit bad broads, Hump in the Benz Redd in the Jaguar, we leaned out you know our car screened out and if we aint ridin 20s we chrome 19ed out 84s got me shinin in the lane we been ridin blades stop stealin our slang! you know what we really ballin down south and all niggas jammin Screw and Swisha House... (Hook:Big Shasta rp2x) {Lil'Flip man!... {Big Shasta breakdown we rollin on chrome (rollin on chrome) and we looking good (you know we lookin good) grippin on wood... its a sunny day in the hood! (Lil'Flip) you see them 20s spinnin when I'm swangin down the strip Diamonds hanging off my lip, my trunk bangin like a crip niggas thinkin I'ma slip but I cain't If a hater try to jack I'm a waste 'em like drank I'm ridin on a full tank, switchin lanes like Maurice Baguettes on my teeth, maurcetts on my teeth Iceberg on my feet, the Speedy Gonzales Big Mar, & Big Hawk yea them my compadres we ball everyday like Catino Mobley I gotta Cartier but have you seen my Roley I ride Navigator its my Navigator I feel like Tela "bound by haters"as I slide by Jaimiaca sippin medicine we wanna bring our cups in but they wont let us in so we hit cornbreads and go back to the house I'm a hold it down for Screw know what I'm talking bout!... (Hook:Big Shasta rp)
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 6 |
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| Песня: Y'all Don't Want It Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Remember in I-45 you couldn't feel my style Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid Y'all said I wouldn't make it Hey but I did Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin' Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin' I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high It ain't my fault that you can't do shows Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow Now why you wanna go out and make me mad If you drop another album you gone make me laugh Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Buy the car Buy the house Remember that That was me Diamonds all in yo face Remember that That was me and C Southside still holdin' Me, Duke, and A.P G's and ballers Ballers and G's That was me and H and C And ever since I became The freestyle king I got dope fiends That wanna be The freestyle king But I can't be copy-ed My style ain't sloppy Do yo C.E.O Put yo money in his pocket How does it feel tryna look like me Nigga you can't even write a hook like m I'm the first young playa in H-Town with platinum teeth I'm the black richie rich with the brain of Master P And I know I got skills I'm droppin' hits like fumbles You got cars in yo yard They ain't shit like hummers So you need to stop rappin' and go back to hustlin' Cause if you drop another tape man you ain't gone make nuttin Y'all niggas tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Y'all niggas tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile I hate copy-cats I hate sloppy tracks If you see me in the club I'll be wearin' botany black I wrote a million hooks I'm down with a million crooks So watch yo mouth downsouth Cause boys stealin' hooks Every time I perform I got a dap for dat You wanna be the freestyle king I got a plaque for dat And you sold some of my raps You think I ain't gon tell I'm sorry but yo next tape ain't gone sell Because y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile Y'all niggas tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile [Lil' Flip talking] Know what I'm sayin' Lil' Flip the leprechaun A K A the freestyle king I come out sayin' I'm the leprechaun Now everybody else wanna be the leprechaun I come out sayin I'm the freestyle king Now everybody else wanna be the freestyle king Man after this year I'm gone be the freestyle legend I ain't trippin' get yo own stuff Suca-free niggas don't steal Man I don't understand
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 7 |
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| Песня: All I Know (feat. Cam'Ron) [Intro - Cam'Ron] Killa Lil' Flip (Uh-huh) Houston Harlem Dipset in the building (yes, sir) Let's get ready to do this shit, Yo [Verse One - Cam'Ron] Call me the better man Beretta man, leather man, cheddar man I should of been the weather man I tell you where the high is and where the low at When it gonna rain dog where the snow at And where the snow at it ain't got to cold at My block is hot kojak got his Kodak And that's totally wack Y'all supposed to be cats Men of mice of course they go grow to be rats That's ain't Cam's momento so I crammed the rental With grams and endo had them saying Jusendo Got that butter brother Word to mother murder Hit the other servers Down at Whattaburger Eat at Long John Silver keep the long arm silver Fuck the long arm of the law he's strong on sckrilla [Bridge - Cam'Ron] Flip to killer We flip to kill her That's a killer flip ya flip we kill ya (Dipset Bitch) [Verse Two - Lil' Flip] And if you don't lurk or live here you riding through my hood And I don't know what you heard but we'll take you for your goods I wish you would come to my neck of the woods Come to my hood Better bring a tek to my hood And we be buccin' and drivin' While you shuckin' and jivin' Niggaz hateful low down dirty plus they conivin' Me and my niggaz we roll with triggers We kill you for figures We put 13 bricks in the 18 wheeler (yeah) [Hook X4 - Lil' Flip] Street life is all I know So when I carve my music that's all I show [Verse Three - Lil' Flip] All I know is nigga bring me all my dough Cause rap money come fast and fast money come slow One day you on yo feet the next day you flat broke That's the drought cause yo connect got bad dough Now you got smoke from another nigga you don't know That nigga might be a fed if he don't show Plus plots and skeems Young niggaz chasing green You better wake up cause ya'll niggaz chasing dreams [Bridge] [Hook]
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:28 | Сообщение # 8 |
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| Песня: Game Over Fury Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Chorus: repeat 4x] Game over, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip [Verse One] Ah shit, y'all done fucked up and let me in this bitch I'm just your average hood nigga with dreams of gettin' rich (But you don't hear me) My crib big like a football field (football field) You might fuck around and think I signed a football deal (But you don't hear me) I take 15 minutes to drop a track (yeah) I take half a minute to load my gat (But you don't hear me) I make 'em bounce all across the globe I'm a pimp, I got your hoe takin' off her clothes (But you don't hear me) A franchise like a Houston Rocket (Houston Rocket) Every eight months is when I usually drop it (But you don't hear me) I got the streets on lock, I like my beats with knock You know my heat stay cocked, niggaaaaa [Chorus] [Verse Two] Look, I'm a Christal nigga and you a red-winer You just an opening act, but I'm the headliner (But you don't hear me) I'm 'bout to ship 3 mill' off top You got your deal off your man, I got my deal off props (But you don't hear me) I'm connected like dub and Mach-10 with ice cubes in my watch And dubs on the black Benz (But you don't hear me) I'm getting' paid 'cause I do all the work It's rainy days if we don't move all our work, we go bizirk (But you don't hear me) I'm on the block fam, in the cream drop Lam Mostly yall cats with deals, y'all ain't hot man (But you don't hear me) I'm 'bout to do it again, you 'bout to lose it again It's show and tell motherfucker, I'm prove it again [Chorus] The game over, 'cause shit about to change over It's 'bout time 'cause hip-hop need a make over (But you don't hear me) Most producers want to charge too much But around my way that's how you get fucked up (But you don't hear me) You might think we all beats and rhymes But way before this rap shit, nigga, the streets was mine (But you don't hear me) I got that hot shit, that "Thug Life" 'Pac shit That get hot shit, that B.I.G. "Ready to Die" shit [Chorus]
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 9 |
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| Песня: Lil' Flip LIL' FLIP LYRICS "This Is The Way We Ball" Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball) Ah ha, Houston, Texas (This is the way we ball) Ah ha (This is the way we ball) (This is the way we ball) [Chorus] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) [Verse One] I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on the scene, freestyle king Brand new piece, same byzentine I'm still sippin lean, I'm still watchin "Scream" I love wearin platinum, but my favorite color's green I'm hoppin out Ferraris, my house is three stories I'm still independent cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let's get back to the topic Right now me and Hump negotiatin to buy the Rockets We might buy the Comets - name it, I done it If you see it and want it, buy it, own it This is for my homies, Pat and DJ Screw R.I.P. dawg cause I really miss you Boy I'ma stay true, until the day I fall East coast and West coast, this is how we ball [Chorus] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) [Verse Two] I'm thinkin - designer clothes and fashion shows I'm thinkin - all my albums goin platinum and gold I'm thinkin - Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls I'm thinkin - bein rich before I'm 24 I'm feelin - wood grain all in my tinted truck I'm fillin - all my teeth up with princess cuts I'm fillin - jugs up, no mo empty cups I'm feelin - like I'm worth 10 million bucks And I know - I wear a watch, yo it was made from a game And I know - my rims chop like the blades on a plane And I know - yo baby mama still givin me brain And I know - that ain't platinum, that's a silvery chain And I make - nothin but hits when I step in the booth And I make - rainbows from the sun reflect on my tooth And I make - DVD's light up in my coupe I think I feel I know I make money, how bout you?
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 10 |
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| добовление [Chorus] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) [Verse Three] I'm swangin, about to rip the kizzerp, sippin on my syzzerp If you buy first from me then you just bought a dizzert Swangas on my whizzeel, platinum in my grizzeel Me and Doby D stay blowin on some kizzeel I'm higher than a hizzeel, mind on a mizzell Southside of H-town show me how you fizzeel Now you see we ball, now you see we rich I represent the legendary Screwed Up Click I wreck I-45, I wreck 2 Screw tapes I'm 3 wheelin, poppin trunk, goin down Fuqua So move out of my way cause I'm ridin double R MJ right behind me in a Lexus bubble car [Chorus] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball)
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 11 |
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| Песня: What Ya'll Wanna Do i rhyme at school/ i rhyme in tha club i got mo cheese than a rat/(want some) my game so deep/ like 2,000 sumthin leagues/ up under tha sea/ but i be on tha streets/ hustlin wit speed/ last of a dyin breed/ niggaz know my magic / i got tricks up my sleeve/ look at how i spit/ look at how i flow/ bet if i fucked up/ that i wouldn't hit tha floe/ case ya'll ain't know/ i ride wit guns n clips/ n got some wise words/ that'll be told like myths/ givin tha game whiffs/ on they shirt it might stain/ my words overflowin, like you caught in heavy rain/ tempo goes/ cornas covered up in snow/ bitch niggaz don't know how it work from tha stove/ cop it cook it chop it/ what ya'll wanna do/ this that hot shit that ya'll need ta tune to/ what ya'll wanna do/ what ya'll gotta say/ (fuck that screw down hea, okay) how you niggaz actin/ how you niggaz roll/ (fuck that nigga/ southside still on) 2x i'm lettin glocks dispearse/ ta some niggaz i am tha worse/ this tha second verse/ like tuts tomb i'll leave ya cursed/ rock niggaz like babys they be fast asleep/ i got heat/ specially knowin that tha talk is cheap/ but mine cost a whole lot/ of them dollaz n riches/ i keep a hot glock leavin victims wit stitches/ they in obituaries identified by they pictures/ can't be no dj if he ain't scratchin wit mixers/ my rhymes cappable of bein bought by tha latest/ my clique is on tha verge of bein considered tha greatest/ we like ta show off so them hatas gon hate us/ while sippin stonewall/ in tha club i git lazy/ gittin picked up/ bankers we leavin sticked up/ stats leave ya ripped up/ talk shit then step up/ niggaz betta rep(what) they claim/ i'm a head of tha game / cuz they call me beretta cuz i'm sprayin ya brain/ Lil Blake a.k.a Beretta High Point, NC 27260
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Marakanec | Дата: Понедельник, 29.10.2007, 20:29 | Сообщение # 12 |
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| Песня: What I Been Through(feat. Big T, Lil Ron & Young Redd Hi, this is the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Today we're interviewing Lil' Flip (what's up man) So Lil' Flip tell me, how long have you been rapping (man I've been rapping ever since)... [Lil' Flip] 1995, I was in junior high I saw a lot of shit, so I was glad to be alive A lot of people died, but a lot of people here And when I turned 15, my vision got clear It's time to be a man, time to make a plan It's cool to make a hundred, but it's best to make a grand My Granny got sick, and then they found cancer We got to pay the doctors, but God got the answer The surgery went good, my Granny doing well My baby on the way so I can't go to jail And to my niggas on the block, stop selling rocks Cause I'ma tell the truth you can't outsmart the cops You see what I did, I only drop hits Chopping up game, y'all chopping up bricks And some niggas snitch, cause they can't take the heat How we gone go buy a system when the system got his beat [Young Redd] Hey, I'm from the home of the Astros, home of the Rockets Born to rap yo, with a microphone in my pocket Always thought I was grown, you couldn't tell me nothing I would talk shit if you tried to tell me something But I regret that, I had some minor setbacks Old people thought my future would be jet black All my years growing up, I thought life was a game You can't make it real far, thinking life is a game Yeah we lost a couple of friends, I almost lost my brother I don't know what would of happened if we lost eachother Everyday is something new, I just take it in stride You only got one life, so enjoy the ride Sometimes I was paid, sometimes I was broke Me and Gray started hustling but my mama didn't know But it's cool, cause now I'm into this music The man gave us a gift and we loving to use it And if you look real close you'll see That you can only be you, and I can be me Cause can't nobody ever live my life but me But you will never see what I see like me huh me [Chorus: Big T - 2x] And you don't know what I've been through So you shouldn't judge me And you don't know what I will and I won't do So you shouldn't judge me [Lil Ron] It's getting harder now I just don't understand Why the people in the world disgrace the black man All that I could say, is pray and let it be Little right and try your best not to end up like me See I was the nigga that slang dope and steal cars Glad I stopped before it led behind bars Heart aches and scars, help me feel my way Understand today I got a decision to make Now do I wanna live right or continue going wrong I'm never at home this music keep a nigga gone But this is what gets me, who are you to judge Cause I'm young and black, people still hold a grudge Just a nudge right now'd push me over the end When I was 14 I lost a very close friend And ever since then my life ain't been the same That's the biggest reason why I had to make a change [Lil' Flip] Never judge a book by it's cover, a man by his wealth And if you already on your feet why don't you help somebody else This what I was taught, so that's what I live by Cause you can't take none of this shit with you when you die So everyday I try, to keep my head high But these bird ass niggas always jump fly Should I take em out the game, naw I'ma use my brain I'ma kill em with kindness, and blow up my name I came from nothing, and now I got a little change A nigga happy now but I went through some pain And everyday it rain, there's gone be some sunshine I never thought I could put my whole life in one rhyme [Chorus - 2x]
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