Coach Carter (코치 카터) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2005) by Trevor Rabin (보컬) on maniadb.com

Ugh...
It feels good
If it feels good don't even fire again, you know
Get up man, real talk in New York for u man
Ooh,

(fabolous)
Its all eyes on me like mister straw
So they wanna f**k you right in the door
Chicks coma around and put chest in the chore
So i ain't a playa that need a assist to score
Any messes with shore
the criss on that craw
Climb on a couch kick off the Christian Diors
I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy
But i do it again if you miss me before
Its no big deal
I have so a big will
And them little cars with so big wheels
Put a little box for them all big steels
Pretty little chicks and none's big heels to me, i never give o's
Most girls are diggers who aint going never hit gold
I get under the sun when the weather gets cold
8,4,5 when the 7 gets old

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Now see you the type uhh,
You gets me hyper
Maybe 'cause your chick is like me.
But i'm a black cars whiper
thats just tighter
And u ain't give a damn like me.
They say i'm the sickest since car the droped
The girls jumped to a quick demz car is hot
Its the truck with the 20" star in stops
That have im not blowin
If he staying to going
The stairs at the ear will be saying he's glowing
And they like my style in the way i been trowing
But thats when im boddered and they say that im blowing
Now you could make the choise if u're staying or going Girl,
We could go any place in the world
In the jet whole 12 so we space ass hell ,girl
Nobody in the streetz is gonna hear

That you given 40.000 feet in the air.

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Most lanes track allongs
Brack some songs
But cant keep with up like a bag of done's
Keep frontin like you spend
But your bag is lighter and lighter then micheals skin
But the other hand
Im the kind of brother man
with 50.000 of ice just the butter hand
Bentley, braclend, rock yourself a fan
In the zone that the teller time in them other land
Girls spred them legs ain't day im pragnum
Its the most to got, neon magnum
In the 22" with some brother who's schine
Thats why everbody want a mother like mine
A bralley be, with a walleys be
That aint bigger dude's thats smove since balleys be
Girl you need to make your move
The eagles i f**ked by the lakers crew
haha

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(feat. Lil Scrappy)

Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(Aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, crank it)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)

(Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy)

Ill leave your ass cripy
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it sneaky nigga
Tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I dont hate the fagget
Lets get that shit straight
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now i hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali love
And i aint in no game
Every nigga that role wit me
Betta keep it G'd
Ill put the verdebrate
Push a DDT
Lets get the sippi
Yall niggas aint even gifted
Bust a shot at your chin
Your top getting lifted
G's up get your G's up
Scrappy with your weed up
I fuck with g-unit
So yall sake get they ass lumped
Your homeboy really going
Through something
I cant change
I fuck hoes that would make
Mya look lame

(CHORUS)

(Verse 2 - Game)

The reallest of niggas
I role wit them killas (yeah)
The world gotta feel us
My clique is +G+orilla
+U+ +N+iggas +I+n +T+rouble
Im in the track with B-M-E cliqueing
You aint gotta know
Im sigend to Dre to know that he sick
P-89 thats what i handle my beef with
Put them hollow tips under your arms
Like speedstick
Ride through your hood
In a blue impala
Like we crips
Roll down the tints, G-Unit
Im a head busta, lil scrappy
When the lead touch ya
And they aint no comming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water heat and get burned
They tampered my phones
Like D-R-E and the firm
Cuz im buzzing like WuTang
And it aint even my turn
So who it may concern
Youll get your whole mouth wide
Fuckin with them gang bangers
In the SOUTHSIDE

(CHORUS)

(Outro - Lil Scrappy (Game))

Hey hold the muthafucker up mi nigga
(hold up)
This your boy little scrappy shorty
(BME) A-town (A-town)
Mi nigga game (Comptown)
You know, its westside (G-G-G-G) in this bitch
They want (G-G-G-G-G-G Unit) to get that ass hit
They wanna get that ass hit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, (G-G-G-G)

Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Im for real
Nah not me nigga

(CHORUS)

SOUTHSIDE (X2)

[ Twista ]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I’m on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won’t have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn’t sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn’t have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, But uh
We will never break, though they devistate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain’t gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let’s HOPE!

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have ‘em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don’t nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain’ strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let’s HOPE

[ Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[ Twista ]
Wish the earth wasn’t so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always so optimistic,
If you don’t listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn’t have to go to war,
Why can’t we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King “Why can’t we all just get along”,
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it’s you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let’s HOPE

[ ( x 2 ) Faith Evans ]
Cuz I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

Now when the game is on the line, I'm ready for competition
It don't take no coach permission, I'll always play my position
I'm a leader but I listen they tell me the time is ticking
But I still ain't gonna let them see me sweat, no

And when your palms all sweaty, hear your stomach butterflyish
If you miss it, you're a loser, if you make it, you're the fliest
Pedals to be the highest but always remain humble
As long as you walking up you can stumble

If you want to be a doctor or a lawyer, long as you not on the corner
Long as them grades is good, you can do what the fuck you want ta
I ain't trying to be a bitch nor your mother or father
If you don't give a fuck then why the fuck would I even bother, man

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

I can dribble pass your team, I drive through traffic
And when the dunk now your school, need to buy new basket
You foul me, you know it's on so why you asking
I'll bounce in the stands like you buy new classic

On the court focus still sneak a peak at your ho
And the crowd to the beat sneak a squeak on the floor
To get me at your college, you'd best pay me
Give me a car and help me cheat on my SAT

Steal class in the bathroom and roll up a blunt
Shoot dice at lunch and won't show up for practice
Me and Jordan got the same kind of hang time
I'm gonna get drunk and fucked up but still ready come game-time

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, 'cuz it's time"

'Cuz I'm a coach, not a playa, they tell y'all no, they tell me yeah
The rhyme say I make 3 point shots look like layups
I pick and roll wit whoever, you see these letters on my jersey
So you know who's betta

I started 5 as cobra, take a look at it
Murph throw the ball through his legs
And back wit it like hot sauce did it
Big Lee's our center bro', he throw the ball as hella-hard
I'm a point like a guard and my range is hella-far

Slo's mascot never playing hard, him and J.B. to a betta car
Betta car, who betta car? Him and J.B. to a betta car
So put me in coach, so put me in coach
I am so fly that you gotta put me in coach

And the game's on the line we don't want to be behind
With 2 minutes 40 seconds to go
And it's startin' to decline, I'm steady losin' my mind
So I take a look around at the coach

I'm saying, "Put me in coach, I'm ready to go
And I don't care if the game on the line
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine
When I fumble do this every time and it's time, it's time, it's time"

Corner Boys
What love can do
What love can do

I'm losing sleep over you
Look what you've done to me
Not saying you ain't the truth
This love's no fantasy
Sometimes I'm so sick of you
I need some therapy
Just like an addict on you
Make no recovery

So should I stay, should I go
Do I do,do I don't
Will I, will i won't
Do like my my mama told me?

That's what love can do(now I know)
Everything just ain't good for you
(Cause I'm feeling like a fool, a fool)
It's got me so confused
(Oh baby)
Maybe that's just what love can do
(Love can do, oh) What love can do

See, you sweep me off of my feet
Then bring me down my knees
And then occasionally
I'm like some where in between
Every time we get it right,we go wrong
And tell me why does every fight turn
Oh, oh, whoa

So
Should I go
Oh
Do like my mama told me?

Now I know
I said I'm feeling like a fool, a fool
Oh baby
Love can do

(Hey) Every time we fuss and fight
(I'm headed for the door)
And I know inside this shit ain't right
(But it makes me you want)
My friends tell me that I should bounce
(Maybe I should just up and leave yeah)
But they can't say cause they don't know
(Just what you do to me, you do to me)

Oh baby
See everything just ain't good for you
Oh oh
But it feels so good
But now I know oh oh
Ha, that's what love can do
To you
Know everything, it just ain't good for you
No, no, no
I'm so confused
What love can do

Uh uh
Uh huh
Mm yeah
Oh Baby
Do do do do
Hey, hey
Mm, mm, mm mm