Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
"Trap Niggaz lyrics"
Stop The Slaughter lyrics
An hour ago you heard kids laugh Now there's silence Why they died was obscene No justified cause Stop the slaughter Stop it now Sudden death horrific injuries Killed by cowards Another bomb another cause Brother fights brother Stop the slaughter Stop it now When
An hour ago you heard kids laugh Now there's silence Why they died was obscene No justified cause Stop the slaughter Stop it now Sudden death horrific injuries Killed by cowards Another bomb another cause Brother fights brother Stop the slaughter Stop it now When
[Chorus: Young Jeezy + (Jody Breeze)]
Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
(Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
(I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
(Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
(I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
[Jody Breeze + (Young Jee
Perfect Mess lyrics
Ithaca was just a dream before I met you Ithaca my home's been lost to strangers a path left by invaders Lead the way I'm gladly sure to stay by your side Don't hesitate this one's worth time Don't doubt the wait 'cause we are the ones We are the ones and this perfect mess has everybody
zy)]Ithaca was just a dream before I met you Ithaca my home's been lost to strangers a path left by invaders Lead the way I'm gladly sure to stay by your side Don't hesitate this one's worth time Don't doubt the wait 'cause we are the ones We are the ones and this perfect mess has everybody
Well first of all, I'm that nigga that's moving that work for y'all
I'm the one you call who got it all, X, dro, par, salt
I gotta get it now nigga and don't count on cost
Cause the way I'm feelin nigga, I wanna take it all
(Fa Real Shawty) What Up Nigga? (Pump your breaks, slow your roll dude)
What? (If you want the real money, you gotta lose the attitude
Nigga, what type of shit is you on
Don't be talkin all god damn reckless on my phone)
Well I'm just saying though, I'm just telling you what I stand for
We both grown men so just gimme what I ask for
I ne
Fallen Angels lyrics
It was a time in the angels landCame from the darksideNo humans or no beasts could feelWhat we had felt this nightRunning, hidingThey were behind usDark hands want toCatch us nowFire and iceFear and hateThe horizon doesn't seem so far awaySun and moonShine
er asked your ass for a half of It was a time in the angels landCame from the darksideNo humans or no beasts could feelWhat we had felt this nightRunning, hidingThey were behind usDark hands want toCatch us nowFire and iceFear and hateThe horizon doesn't seem so far awaySun and moonShine
Nothing, cause I already have what they ask for
(Your mouth too fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
My niggaz bringing them bummas in truck loads too
Yea, I ain't but 19 nigga but I'm no joke
Ain't nann no nigga try to fuck me cause I know coke
(Believe that bullshit if you wanna
Word boy, I shot at em and they hotter than a sauna
And watch your tone, we gonna be heard
And one more thing, don't ever use that c-word)
Ay, c
The Bad Guy lyrics
(feat. Pain In Da Ass) [Pain In Da Ass] You're all a bunch of fucking assholes You know why? Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem He always tells the truth That's what it's all about? That's what we work
ome on man, I'm from the West Side (feat. Pain In Da Ass) [Pain In Da Ass] You're all a bunch of fucking assholes You know why? Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem He always tells the truth That's what it's all about? That's what we work
I think you already know that we on it man
We getting dough boy, we moving blow boy
And we's hotter than the stove in 94 boy
(Ay, that might be true
But I ain't worried bout them, I'm trying to help you
It ain't about whose damn bread is longest
It's about who can stay out on these streets the longest
Ay, cause one slip and you outta here
Won't be back til them damn Duck Dodgers years)
I tell you what? Gimme what you think I outta have
Watch how I have them fiends asking for your autograph
[Chorus]