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| 2. |
| 1:53 |
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| 3. |
| 1:40 |
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| 4. |
| 1:25 |
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| 5. |
| 1:51 |
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| 6. |
| 0:49 |
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| 7. |
| 1:37 |
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| 8. |
| 1:52 |
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| 9. |
| 0:59 |
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| 10. |
| 1:33 |
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| 11. |
| 1:48 |
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| 12. |
| 2:06 |
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| 13. |
| 1:25 |
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| 14. |
| 1:24 |
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| 15. |
| 1:41 |
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| 16. |
| 1:14 |
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| 17. |
| 1:10 | 
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Oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah (x4)
Slave to the music I'm a slave to the music Take your time, find a way to do Control the line, let the record get into your mind And let it start to renovate Do it good do it now and don't you wait I'm an addict, I don't give none Yes I'm hooked up the music on the run If you wanna be high take it score And give me more Slave to the music (oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na) I'm a slave to the music (na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (x2) I'm a party freak and I really mean a freak Every day of the week I can't live my life without jammin' That is why my life is so slammin' I take you up to a place where you never been Far away from home and then back again Get ready for this and get dressed 'Cause when you miss the boat you're gonna be stressed Yeah, 3, 2, 1 Countdown and the party has begun Let's do it right now let's go for it 'Cause I feel for you when I show for it S-T-A-Y and C If you wanna have fun you better call me Get down get down to the sound I'm in town Slave to the music (oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na) I'm a slave to the music (na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (x6) Hmmm, you better believe what I told ya 'Cause if you don't I will come back to hold ya And when you're ready, come on and tell me I'm gonna be right there waiting for the yell C Yes, 'cause I'm talkin' about a change I'm talkin' about a change of lifestyle The way you went to me was very strange Stay tuned for a while I could have been a criminal Because I live like an animal A whole place is mad, that's terrible I was a kid so I tried to live with it Thinking I was a weak individual But I was not, I was so strong And so the music helped me get along Take a look at me now 'cause here I am I'm your main man Slave to the music (oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na) I'm a slave to the music (na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah) (Oh nay na na na nay na, na na nay-ah)] |
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| 1:41 |
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| 19. |
| 2:11 |
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The night seems to fade,
But the moonlight lingers on There are wonders for everyone The stars shine so bright, But they're fading after dawn There is magic in kingston town And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She'll be waiting in kingston town The night seems to fade, But the moonlight lingers on There are wonders for everyone The stars shine so bright, But they're fading after dawn There is magic in kingston town And when I am king, Surely I would need a queen And a palace and everything, yeah And now I am king, And my queen will come at dawn She'll be waiting in kingston town |
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| 20. |
| 2:00 |
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| 21. |
| 1:40 |
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| 22. |
| 1:04 |
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| 23. |
| 1:33 |
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| 24. |
| 2:00 |
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| 25. |
| 1:15 |
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| 26. |
| 2:45 |
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| 27. |
| 1:29 |
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| 28. |
| 1:55 |
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| 29. |
| 1:49 |
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| 30. |
| 2:00 |
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| 31. |
| 2:08 |
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| 32. |
| 2:34 |
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Push me
And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction Push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push Push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push Push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push Push, push, push, push, push, push, push, push Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction Push me And then just touch me Till I can get my Satisfaction |
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| 33. |
| 1:30 |
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| 34. |
| 2:02 |
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(Ice Cube)
Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation (Nate Dogg) Na na na na na na na na (Westside) Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh) Na na na na na na na na (what what) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (yea) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na {NATE DOGG}{CHORUS} This GAME right here is rough as f**k These hoes out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five years I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they'd run it up We still right here so what the f**k {West Side Connection} nigga I'm tired of these niggas barkin like shit talkin' like shit From the concrete when they chalkin' like shit And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gat ain't gonna bust and know that It's a dub (W) S C thang dub C brain And we don't f**k with niggas and khaki jeans strains I'm f**ked movin' I'm clearin' the crowd It's the who bangin' bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal The ori-gi-nal Evacuate the building bitch here come a plane No it's the bad ass Westside Connect Gang And f**k what you plain nigga this who bang With enough game to drive a swear bitch insane And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners It's real with us homie, killaz and drug runners And Mack need a beat now in a H2 Hummer Lookin hotter than a mothaf**kin L.A. summer Let's go (Chorus) This game right here is rough as f**k These hoes out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five years I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they'd run it up We still right here so what the f**k What the f**k is Ice Cube talkin' about? That's how you get these nuts parked in you mouth Westside bitch, the same old shit I don't conversate with pussy i aint gon' get I don't holla at these hoes that sing like Ashanti Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (uhhh) bitch You kinda scrangay But I'm rich so my Andre got to be bomb rate <W.S.C> Have you seen us, naw Haters can't see us Connect Gang we the G'est nigga Countless calls and countless charges Street niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars Big by the linnas sip notic by the liters With a flock of pros on us cause the cronic is a grennes And to my G's incarcerated and on probation I'ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga {N. Dogg CHORUS} It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G And the whole world influence by the C in the sea Now tell the truth rappers you don't ball like me Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry And while I'm servin' up and comin' young hustlers and cluckers Bangin for the hood causin havic and ruckus You fools actin label kissin up ass suckers And your trick solder down when you piss muthaf**ka (I.C) One thing I do know I ain't the uno Big puno rap sumo on pruno (you know) I'd like to thank the congregation In my affiliation to the Gangsta Nation I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless You like a sick pussy, nigga you useless You know the side trick, better get up on it Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it nananananananananananna nananannananananananaana nananananananananananana nanananananananananananana Look check this out man We got a Gangsta Nation goin down over here So ya'll might as well say f**k it And join this Westside thang man 'Cause once you get with this nigga you as G as can muthakuckin be Believe' that homeboy It's like that Fred Red, what I'd tell you homey It ain't a hit till Nate Dogg spit ( na na na na na na na na in backround) {CHORUS} Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na |
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| 35. |
| 2:44 |
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(feat. Mr. Kane)
Straight to the whole world I got the cocaine okay? Yeah, I got the cocaine man I got the Yey, YA Scoe Montana Scoeldie Montana, remember my name [Hook: Mr. Kane] I'm just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready Straight out the penitentary, to makin all this feddy We gangsta rock steady, Bang this in ya Chevy We pushin weight heavy, even if they won't let me [Roscoe] Scoe is chillin, makin a million Stackin his loot till I touch top ceilin Miraculous, toothless, but top notch women Acura roofless blastin my music Adelle on my right, He done got me for my life I'm a star like Tri Crazy youngster livin the Hard knock life like Jay the hustla I'm a professional mic clutcha plus a dope rhymer Ghetto potent, perfect timing I"m an opportunist Takin advantage of my youth, fresh when I do it The homie Kokane, tighter than choker chains Soakin up the game with dreams of Roscoe's name being a houshold name We ballin, ghetto fabulous, just trying to do my thang In this dope game switchin four lanes [Hook: Mr. Kane] I'm just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready Straight out the penitentary, to makin all this feddy We gangsta rock steady, Bang this in ya Chevy We pushin weight heavy, how much you want bet me? [Roscoe] Scoe is chillin, lyrical villian Straight up outta Philly, West Coast feel me I pack Mac millies, Daz with Daz Dillies Dippin through LA where it don't get chilly I got a attic where I stash my scrilla Keep a automatic mini heata by the attic Homie my gat blast, speratic blast (I'm) Young Scoedizzle, (I'm)keepin it rizzle (With)Heaters that sizzle, Me an young bizzle Hit the cypher up and stand in the middle Puttin MC's in the Rap Hospital Hospitable, Roscizzo my flizzo not spitable My dizzo not get-able, anything digital Un F-with-able, we incredible and thats inevitable [Hook: Mr. Kane] I'm just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready Straight out the penitentary, to makin all this feddy We gangsta rock steady, Y'all niggaz ain't ready Bang this in ya Chevy, we pushin weight heavy DP, DP, DPG [x4] [Roscoe] Scoe is gettin, in where I fit in Splittin bad rubbers, keep it thuggin keep livin Keep givin all I got, takin what I want Breakin down the sacks, and crack open a blunt Crack the window to get some fresh oxygen This little Porche we hot boxin in I'm a G to the fame low key in the game I got the key to the game DPG is the gang [Hook: Mr. Kane] I'm just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready Straight out the penitentary, to makin all this feddy We gangsta rock steady, Bang this in ya Chevy We pushin weight heavy, even if they won't let me DP,DP,DPG... [Mr. Kane] Oh what you say? Heavens to megatron We still bangin in space the new generation Oooh Kokane! Roscoe |
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| 36. |
| 2:35 |
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| 37. |
| 1:38 |
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| 38. |
| 1:41 |
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| 39. |
| 1:43 |
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| 40. |
| 1:02 |
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