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Ooooohhhhh, what, what, what
Ooooohhhhh, yeah Verse 1 (Manny Fresh) I..fuck..these...hoes Af-ter...our shows Big dicks... we slang Freak bitch... do ya thang (do yo thang) Benz, Vettes, Hummers, Jets Ro-lex... mo' sex Television... head rest Twenty inches... nothin less Every-day..... iced..... out Nigga play....lights out M... period... Fresh, comma Yo wife is my......baby mama God.......damn mother-fucker She's uh....good dick sucker What...the....fuck Hold on.....everybody (Scribbles) Get yo' roll on (Chorus)4x Everybody get yo roll on Everybody get cha motherfuckin roll on What Verse 2 (Baby) Beatrice...bitch please You....know....who I.....be Nothin else.....none other The...number one...stunner Nigga...I pimp hoes Fuck....toss....flip hoes Show them....bitches no...love Ridin 2g lacs on......dubs Ounces....quarters....halves...bricks Nigga I done sold all that shit soon as....my tour stop Bought five Bentley Zoras.....props TV's must...buttons must.... CMB...platinum plus What the.....fuck...hold on (Scribbles) Everybody get yo' motherfuckin roll on (Chorus) Verse 3 (Manny and Baby together) I...like...loud pipes Big..rims....mo ice V-twelves...or better No...itch....strictly leather Playstation....DVD's Don't worry about yo bitch She comin wit' me Leavin stickers on the Bentley To show the price Arm out the windows Just to floss my ice Fresh....wait hold up Thats that bitch....we fucked Nigga.....what yo bank bout The mew part is Dog i've been....lost count Pop that Crist'.. pop that Mo' Slap that bitch.....punch that hoe What the fuck....hold on Everybody get yo motherfuckin roll on (chours) Its slap that bitch not slam |
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Verse 1:(Mannie+Baby) If the bitch you wit give some f**ked up head
(Lil Wayne) They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If you ask for the pussy and she always in the red They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If yo (?) try to make you pee in the car They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga try to stick a big dick in yo butt They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga throwin up and ain't full of that puff They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga runnin up and ain't got his guns up They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga sellin crack and ain't packin a gat They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga ain't f**kin his bitch from the back They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga break in yo shit and steal yo stash They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If you unlock yo do and find me hittin dat ass They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If ya boyriend f**k around with another bitch They be like no n-no no no no he didn't On top of that the nigga burned u and gave u the itch They be like no n-no no no no he didn't Chorus:(lil Wayne) No n-no no no, no n-no no no, no n-no no no, no he didn't Verse 2: If a cat got a lac without bows to match They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga stole some keys and the bullshits whack They be like no n-no no no no he didn't My nigga hit the boat wit 10 G's stacked They be like no n-no no no no he didn't My nigga bought a car and can't even rap They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga come around and try to lay you down They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga not in same from uptown They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a cat try to make you snort a lil bit o brown They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga ridin at you and ain't got no sound They be like no n-no no no no he didn't (Chorus) Verse 3: If a block wit (?) the cause a nigga bought a jag They be like no n-no no no no he didn't I'ma 3 time loser and I'm shootin this gat They be like no n-no no no no he didn't Game rap, game spit nigga understand that They be like no n-no no no no he didn't I f**k a niggas bitch in his house like that They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a nigga try to come on yo set and run shop They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If a hoe gotta go and a nigga say no They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If his bitch ass stank he won't get popped They be like no n-no no no no he didn't If you don't want trouble nigga get off the block They be like no n-no no no no he didn't (Chorus) (lil Wayne): Big Tymers Lil Wayne be like no n-no no no no he didn't (Mannie): Now when you find out that ain't yo kid you be like no n-no no no aah shit! Now for these broads out here thinkin niggas gon by them meals, gettin them wheels, hookin them hoes up wit bills it be like no n-no no I ain't!! If I could I would, but I can't so I ain't. The sad thing about it you hoes gon have to do without it. In the 2G I'm all about my muthaf**kin self. Self I'm all about you in the 2G. It's all about me, myself, and I. F**K A HOE Right on dere. |
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[Mannie]
I done teached and talked Walked away and fought Went from cussin and bustin Hustle from day to dark Turned nothin to somethin Introduced to stunnin In my life In my life I done caused some hurt And I done did some good Said I can't even when I could I was stopped and tested fingerprinted and arrested In my life In my life Just say no when I really meant yes I'm gon smoke all night til it hurt my chest Slim told me over the years that shit gon tear up careers In yo life In yo life What'chu gon do when snakes come to yo crew I'm a get on my knees and ask the Lord please Separate good from fake and the love and the hate In my life In my life [B.G.] I mean fuck I done had a rough life you know what I'm sayin B.G. lived that thug life I done done it all in my life I done done time I done lived in group homes I been on the third floor of hospitals I mean it's just been a stuggle for me But now I'm on top you know what I'm sayin And it ain't to turnin back And I take chances in whatever I do Cuz if I don't take chances I don't see the life after all [Mannie] The night in the Rover When the niggas came over You went out like a soldier And I still can't get over What fake bitches done done Got me clutchin my gun In this life In this life I used to wonder why All the good niggas die Why some soldier gotta suffer And mothers gotta cry Why my daddie gotta lie Cuz he don't even try to be In my life In my life Take care of your crib Where you lay down and live Forget and forgive cuz you done put it through some shit Had yo daughter and yo son Been down since day one In yo life In yo life What the fuck is wrong you don't understand this song Tell yo momma you love her before she dead and gone Nigga that don't quit that's some real ass shit In this life In this life [Juvenile] Man I mean me Juvenile drugs tore my family up I'm from the projects so you know I just realized What it means to be successful Cuz I been through all kinds of shit man bullshit And I live through Baby, Slim and the Lord to help me And I came to them as a real nigga And I said look dog I'm tired of livin like this man [Baby] I had pounds of coke I had money to blow I had a felony charge I had to fight in the court I had warrant reports Shot up cars before In my life My life I got kids to feed I got niggas to watch I need a hundred mil I need to get off the block Wear soldier Rees In the gamblin spot In my life My life I could cook it and cut it I could bag it and move it I could toat in the budget Got money to prove it I done flood the public Hope Beatrice'll do it In my life My life Now my name is Baby But the call me Bubba Ain't a bitch that I know that can say that I love her Gettin pussy from a boss bitch wearin a rubber In my life My life Let me stunt and shine Let me bling and floss Let me ride without the law always searchin my car I just wanna chill fuck bitches and play In my life My life Hoes cry in my world give me that Baby shit Goin to the people knowin that they made me and shit You just don't know what I go through In my life My life I got Bentlys and Jags got Prowlers and Vets Got Benjamins, Hummers, Cadillacs and vests Condos and houses Cardiers and Rovers In my life My life I got cars and broads with money to make I got that brown wall and that white gate Got bitches and hoes love that platinum and gold In my life My life [Turk] Beautiful Baby what's happenin This Lil Turk you heard me One of the Original Hot Boys I done did it all you heard me From runnin through cuts and hallways Runnin through projects bustin heads Yeah that's that lil nigga Turk Young and Thuggin you heard me I know you gonna let me do what I do Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful you heard me We on top now nigga no longer livin that trife-life you heard me Respect and a check we ain't doin nothin but poppin bottles and fuckin hoes You heard me, makin money that's all nigga Uh-huh |
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(Baby {talking})
Believe it, playboy You know we the # 1 stunnas How you diggin' that, nigga Look, look- (Baby {verse 1}) Went to Miami - bought a Lam', and sure 'nough My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags If it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't fast Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads Everybody wan' fuck a Hot Boy Mercedes trucks Lexus trucks Cadillac trucks All the best for your buck Six TV's with DVD's Twenty-G's worth of sound so a nigga can hear me We shine and floss We pay the boss Ten-G's a night - we buyin' the ball But one thing, nigga: things ain't changed Find me at a second line doin' my thing I'm rockin' ice I pocket pipe Corner pocket goin' down - we gon' be there tonight It's wall-to-wall Killers and dogs Niggas actin' crazy - they ready to ball They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph Shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph They shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit You get outta line, we'll kill you quick See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit You get outta line we'll kill you quick (Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh) (Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Shorty, shit don't stop - nigga, keep it real (Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real (Lil' Wayne) Look, Now who Whee? The nigga ridin' top-down in the two-seat You see more diamonds than they got on Blue Streak You know it's Lil' Wheezy goin' off Slim and Baby bought him somethin' new he showin' off I will buy Bentley - body real wide Sixteen with no license - still drive That's a wild fella Watch your wife - I'll sell her I'm up in the 2000 Kompressor - loud yellow Dubs on skinnies - yeah, killin' ya Pop the hood, souped up with a twelve-cylinder Niggas ridin' big body Benz - stop it I'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' - top this I know they be like, "Man, them boys got to stay home." Different color Hummers lookin' like a box of crayons Open up the back - sound got they damn head achin' Me - I'm in the back seat playin' a Playstation What! (Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh) (Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real (Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Wodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real (Mannie Fresh) That remote - hand it here Trucks with chandeliers He don't have America Online up in here Lay it down when I park it Iceberg carpet Standin' 'cross the street sayin', "Watch me start this." Ascursion from thirty feet away Lil' niggas go and say, "How the fuck he did that?" "You heard where he live at?" "Piranhas and iguanas - marble and glass." "The bottom of his swimmin' pool said, 'KISS MY ASS'." Niggas motherfuck it I take the St. Bernard project and gut it and make it into one big crib And when you pass in separate ward, scream out, "That's where Mannie Fresh live!" Three-piece livin' room set in the back of the Caddy Plus the alarm that say, "I love you, Daddy." VCR - nigga, please - unhook it Run the DVD when the satellite crooked Honey, what you mean you ain't never seen a big-screen in the back of the Navigator that's green? Chromed-out amplifiers Twenty-two inch tires I don't want them - I want the fiber optic wires I'm so hot I'm responsible for forest fires (Baby) What? (Mannie Fresh) How you love that (Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh) (Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Wodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real (Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Wodie, shit don't stop - y'all keep it real (Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Shorty, shit don't stop - let's keep it real (Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night (Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Man, shit don't stop - keep it real (Mannie Fresh + Baby) {talking}) (Fresh) Understand We gon' keep this real Goin' into 2001 on up to 3000 I'ma (?), I ain't goin' nowhere (Baby) For sure, Fresh Without a doubt, playboy (Fresh) I meant that shit Ball 'til you fall (Baby) Believe that, nigga (Fresh) They gon' clone my ass It's gon' be (B.) Huh?) about eight of me, you see what I'm sayin' (Baby) Without a doubt (Fresh) They can't get rid of me Feel that shit And I'm gone You can't kiss me, but you can kiss my chain (B.) Without-) You can kiss my watch (B.) Lick the ice) You can kiss my belt (B.) Lick the ice) You can kiss my shoes But don't put your lips on me (B.) Ice everywhere) It ain't like that (Baby) We gon' dip 'em platinum, playboy (Fresh) {blows kiss} Ahhh, good night (Baby) Dip one up We gon' dip one up platinum Right now If y'all can see, you gon' see nothin' but a brown-skin nigga dip platinum Grill platinum Nothin' but ice Nothin' but ice Ice everywhere Ten karats in my grill And I keeps it real How you love that nigga |
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[Mannie Fresh {talking}]
Turn it up Turn it up Turn it up (Hook2x [children]) Ten ways to a G Three situations - pay attention to me [Fresh] Yeah, yeah [children] Ten! [Fresh] First, ya gotta go get the chips Scope out the section, tell 'em, "Go get the bricks." [children] Nine! [Fresh] Then ya gotta find a place to meet You better bring your heat 'cause them villains ain't sweet [children] Eight! [Fresh] Ya better let your chick drop to get 'em And follow that broad to make sure them people not with 'em [children] Seven! [Fresh] Don't bring (?) around your house Cause you don't want that heat pepper nowhere round your house [children] Six! [Fresh] See how it come back before you start And if it come short bring back everything you bought [children] Five! [Fresh] Wait, if lil' daddy on the street Cut the cake, hit the hood the next day about eight [children] Four! [Fresh] And if you can't move it all, call your dog Jam him up, and tell him, "Fool, me and you about to ball." [children] Three! [Fresh] Split it up - four quarters-a-piece And if y'all do that everyday, that's fifty-six-a-week [children] Two! [Fresh] When the money start comin', keep sellin' Don't buy nothin' special unless you got good credit [children] One! [Fresh] Make sure you put some money aside And in a month call the man and tell him, "Bring a extra five." (Hook2x [children]) Ten ways to a G Two situations - pay attention to me [children] Ten! [Fresh] Gotta floss everyday of my life Forget the price - get the ice, hit the club every night [children] Nine! [Fresh] Buy the ball, let 'em know you a star When everybody come outside to see the dubs on your car [children] Eight! [Fresh] They gon' hate - so keep that tool Scratch off and holler out the window, "Boy, I'm a fool!" [children] Seven! [Fresh] When ya meet, take a broad to plug And make sure that chic was the baddest broad in the club [children] Six! [Fresh] Lay it down when you're comin' around - bumpin' the sound Got the truck touchin' the ground [children] Five! [Fresh] 2000 Range Rover, you see Leather, wood, television all over it, B. [children] Four! [Fresh] Watch bracelet - wodie, shop daily Everything them wannabe's got, I played it [children] Three! [Fresh] Two dice on the block - keep it real Bet the house that's about two-point-five-mill [children] Two! [Fresh] Keep cheddar - what you got, I can match it Ride everything chrome, rock everything platinum [children] One! [Fresh] Keep shinin' 'til it burn me out But never ever let the money, baby, turn me out (Hook2x [children]) Ten ways to a G One situation - pay attention to me [children] Ten! [Fresh] Tell a broad, "Everything for free. You can shop 'til you drop, shorty, all on me." [children] Nine! [Fresh] Number ten ain't nothin' but a lie Don't buy the broad nothin', and I'm 'bout to tell you why [children] Eight! [Fresh] Sell the skank a dream bigger than life And she gon' stick around for the shoppin' spree, alright [children] Seven! [Fresh] Tell your broad you know me, and we jam tight And you like what I like, and you gon' be alright tonight [children] Six! [Fresh] Nine times outta ten I went out with the broad you with But that shouldn't stop you from doin' what you do, slick [children] Five! [Fresh] Then turn to her - tell her you love her, and don't laugh And if I had a penny, baby, then you got half [children] Four! [Fresh] What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yurn And you got it right now - and that'll leave a-thousand dollars to my tax return [children] Three! [Fresh] At this point, if you love me, you'll make my fantasies come true And if she say, "What it is?" - To sleep with your sister and you [children] Two! [Fresh] Don't love these (?) - love yourself And if you pay attention to this you'll have plenty of wealth [children] One! [Fresh] I'm done, and I ain't got nothin' else to say 'Cause I can't think of nothin' to rhyme with this shh.. y'all have a nice day [children] Ten ways to a G [Mannie Fresh] Good night, everybody [children] Ten ways to a G [Mannie Fresh] Yeah, yeah, yeah [children] Ten ways to a G [Mannie Fresh] What? What? Now looky here [children] Ten ways to a G [Mannie Fresh {talking}] I gave you three situations And ten ways to deal with it You see what I'm sayin' If you apply that to your everyday-life whether you slingin', you dig Ballin' Or playin' on broads You, too, can be scraped I said scraped - that's right - scraped See what I'm sayin' And these (?) I mean, we gotta get together - marry yourself, man 'cause ain't nobody gon' care 'bout yourself but yourself Know what I'm sayin' Go marry yourself, go on a honeymoon - treat yourself I mean, 'cause can't nobody cheat on theyself You gon' be with yourself, but you can't cheat on yourself You know what I'm sayin' Man, that's ballerrific Stuntastic And I like to say one more time: good night Mmm-hmm And tell myself, "Self, I am so enfatuated with you." [self] Hey, thank you I'm enfatuated with you, too [Mannie Fresh] Good night, self [self] Good night Good night, Mannie I love you |
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For sure, lil' one I know what you're goin' through to shine Niggas pullin' off all type of shit But, look: if you don't know what you're doin', you'd better catch the sideline Catch the sideline Nigga, the block look the same - it's just crack and cocaine Niggas losin' but we still maintainin' Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand Knockin' project bricks Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit 'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique We multiply everyday for the bullshit For the hood shit Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick Niggas pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick Then we dippin' and dabbin' Goin' back to the labbin' Lil' niggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin' Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin' Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it (Hook - 4x [Juvenile]) It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas [Lil' Wayne] Look Look On the streets it ain't sweet They be (?) It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals You get that, pal? Once it's war, nigga, skip town 'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers When and wherever What and however - you bring it good I'll have your mom singin' "Hmmm hmm hmmm" Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open! (Hook - 4x [Juvenile]) [Mannie Fresh] What What Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherfuckers Hit it, quit it, fuck it, leave it, flee No evidence at your residence - that's me Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard Preachers and teachers sayin', "I'm surprised you lasted." Guns, drugs, bitches hot sex Weed, crack, heroin - what's next? Feds, cops, killers politicians Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump And cars, broads, murders ghetto life I went through all that shit for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice (Hook - 4x [Juvenile]) [Juvenile] I've been blessed I thank the Lord everyday for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways How the fuck you gonna help me when I don't care? Niggas see me front it all - they just look and stare And talk about how it should be and how it could be Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me Take care of your people like you take care of your kids 'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live And niggas gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't Now, how many of you can say you're a real nigga? Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya You gon' know your nigga - he gon' be there, still with ya Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya Don't answer nobody questions Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession (Hook - 4x [Juvenile]) It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas |
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[Juvenile]
Listen, It's a fresh package I got - why not move it Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it Business as usual is goin' on in the slums We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums Stupid shit - we avoid it Dope - we exploit it Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight (Hook [Turk]) Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play We hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play [B.G.] Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down - I'm on the grind In two weeks I was workin' a 16-25 Tryin' to get it - only thing in my vision is ballin' Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard 'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?) Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit Now I got a quarter ki - broke it down to six and two quarters It's cooked already - I got these niggas runnin' like water Slowly, I'm comin' up - scorin' a ounce since fronted nine Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine Got hustlin' skills in my blood - come from my pa That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught (Hook2x [Turk]) We hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play [Baby] Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer Michael, (?), Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas Dubbed all and wide open (whatever) whatever, my nigga Big (?) grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga Then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga But it's cool - I lost some hot boys, my nigga But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac (Hook [Turk]) Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play We hustle hustle everyday, all day Get our grind on in the project hallway Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play [Mannie Fresh] What What What Remember when shit was a easy task Back in the days that passed When bitches use to cut class Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass Now everything fucked up Sure virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck Some say, "Play with your nose." Some say, "Fuck them hoes." Some say, "You're fat. Work out and get a six-pack." I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts." Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater Fuck drawin' up the meat beaters They tryin' to defeat us Move us out and delete us Erase us niggas from the face of the earth Put your dick in the dirt No how, no way, daddy, it won't work I refuse to be a statistic DNA ballistic With a closed casket 'Cause some young nigga blasted my brains on the side Lil' daddy, I'ma swing wide and let everything out here feel me You ain't gon' do it - old age gon' kill me |
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Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on To the players Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on To the players Roll on, roll on, roll on Roll on, roll on, roll on Roll on, roll on, roll on To the players Ride on, ride on, ride on Ride on, ride on, ride on Ride on, ride on, ride on To the players {Baby} For sure lil' one Benz 600 on dubs my man Playing TVs and DVs these niggas ain't playing 20 inch. change the paint I'll do that quick Doing donuts in the Lam get your roll on slick Bought a brand new car Steering wheel in the middle With the passenger side on both sides my nigga Got a brand new Jag with a brand new Vet Going to the MGM six to point nigga bet Got a brand new house with my platinum mouth Got 500 chicken and I'm fronting em' out Got 5 bad bitches till' I turned em' out Got 5 new cars till' I burnt em' out I got a Rover with 8 tires a Jag with 6 Got the matching Benz wagon with Lorenzo kit Got a cell-phone sattelite I love this shit Drive a 2002 Lexus coupe you bitch Play boy (Chorus) {Mannie Fresh} I'ma get it how I live and by me a quater And put about 10 inches up in somebody daughter I'm M.F. nigga Nothin less nigga Running in a race with me You gotta catch your breath nigga I love sex nigga Got a complex nigga Got your head hurting, taking contracts nigga Y'all doing good lil' one I'm doing better Your 2000 got cloth interior, mine got leather See hit her get her grab her man I get with her Split her quit her jab her man in a shit her Doing like it should be done I'm the mack Make it feel just like a gun Up in your back Tell the truth I know you know baby I don't need em Ask a bitch or ask a hoe just how I treat em You handcuffing these broads Bring them hoes up in for questioning Captain save a broad find another profession Like (Chorus) {Baby} Ha bro Catch me getting out my Rover With ice all over With a pair black Girbauds And some fresh white Soldiers I'm the #1 hoe bitch you know who I am Got about a 150 worth a shit in my hand Got about a 150 hard bricks in the van With about a 150 nasty bitches my man It's that hot boy Atrice no one do it harder A block off the interstate Doing donuts in my Ferrari {Mannie Fresh} Now why you over there looking at me? Could I be the player that you trying to be? I been pimping young stuns since 83 Ask your mamma and they mammas Sonny they know me #1 reppers, hot like pepper Flossy type steppers, dog bitch check us I heard you gone persue her She telling the world you chew her Yeah I screw then let the hot boys do her (Chorus) |
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(B.G.)
What's happenin', nigga B.Geezy, Baby, Mannie Fresh, nigga Big Tymers, nigga You know we be stun'n our ass off, ya heard me (Bling, -ling, -ling) You know me and my clique stand out It's bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out Eyes can't take it - motherfuckers turn they head around I gotta laugh 'cause the neck, too, look like a glass house Man, that ice the motherfucker Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley Everyday of the week I be jumpin' in somethin' different Bikes, Lexus Trucks - everyday I be switchin' My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top down Later on that evenin', corner pocket off the chain But I advise you: don't come around without that thing 'Cause them vultures be out and believe they be jackin' But they know I'm a made nigga - I still be stuntastic (Hook - 2x (B.G.) It's stuntastic Straight out the plastic If they got drastic Big Tymers is off the heezy It's ballerific Cash Money gifted It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' (Baby) I ride top-notch shit, nigga, all the hot shit On a Sunday I pull out all my drop-top shit I be stun'n Step in the club and buy the vault I know them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw It's just in me to be the nigga that I be Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B. You know who I am You know Cash Money my fam' Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' that Lam' Rockin' that ice, poppin' that cham' Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains on the dance floor Back to the coffee cup and drop the ice Shake it up When it come out, it's gon' fuck your eyes up Like I said last time: I don't need no introduction I'm the number-one when it come down to the stun'n (Hook - 2x (B.G.) It's stuntastic Straight out the plastic If they got drastic Big Tymers is off the heezy It's ballerific Cash Money gifted It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' (Mannie Fresh) Lil' one, I been paid Two-thousand-ten escalade Did I tell you how the seats made Crocodile and mink suede I touch y'all niggas' arms with candy-coated choppers I fed these hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers I could take the ugliest bitch and turn her into somethin' And take a whack-ass track and have that bitch bumpin' Nigga, Liberacci ain't got nothin' on me I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your whole future, g Shorty, you ain't heard the news? I'm ridin' on twenty-twos I take the groom bride and give that hoe the blues My neck on another level My life on another level Alright, you got a Benz - and, nigga, I'm pushin' the space shuttle Bitch, please My bank account Hercules (B.G.) It's, zero, zero, zero, comma, zero, (comma), stop (stop), freeze (freeze) (Mannie Fresh) Whatever you got, lil' daddy, believe me - I been had it It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be stuntastic (Hook - 3x (B.G.) It's stuntastic Straight out the plastic If they got drastic Big Tymers is off the heezy It's ballerific Cash Money gifted It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' (B.G.) Nigga, We ballerific and stuntastic, ya heard me Baby, Mannie Fresh, B.Geezy You dig Stun'n 'til we can't stunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga Reppin' 'til we can't rep no motherfuckin' more, nigga Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to Jaguars to Hummers To whatever you got - we got it and then some Ya heard me From princess cuts to baguettes to whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it, nigga It don't stop, ya heard me Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock How you love that Baby, Mannie Fresh - they got that work, nigga And I got that pistol under my shirt, nigga Yeah slip up if you want You get put sixty feet under the dirt, nigga CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash Money |
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[Baby]
I'll bat the piss out a bitch quick I'll wilin' off that ruby red and absolute Catch me hoppin' out somethin' from 2002 Leave a scar on your hoe from the side of my shoe Bitches gotten fucked up - I ain't never been cheap All I know is bricks, money, pussy, and streets Niggas hatin' 'cause my teeth lookin' like they (?) I done spent about a-hundred-fifty grand at least Boy, don't make me smile 'cause I'll blind a bitch Hoes shout when I pass - that's a Tymer, bitch Don't pop up in the house, you might find your bitch On my video tape - man, rewind that shit And if my main hoe flip, she get one for that If she takin' private trips, her lip hung for that I don't love no hoe - after I fuck 'em, I don't know 'em Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa (Hook) If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa [Mannie Fresh] Meet me at the cat cave, bitch, in a hour And I'ma show your dog ass, yo, I got the power to have you screamin', "No, no!" Shove you in your go-go I got my nut - I'm 'bout to get up and take a photo Wait a minute, hold up, baby, slow it down Touch your toes, toot your ass, now turn around And (?), you the shit - damn, I love you, girl Yeah, I'm lyin', but I'm tryin' to fuck up your whole world Got your bitches suckin' dicks in a big black Chevy What your name? That's a shame - I forgot already I told 'em you got super-suction on your head I told 'em you do bad-ass tricks in the bed I told 'em you could flip it, land dead on the dick I told 'em they could do you next, freak, 'cause I quit Catch you from behind Bend your perfect spine Baby got that pussy, but that ass is mine (Hook) If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa [Mannie Fresh] Listen up, lil' nigga - I got a story to tell 'Bout a bitch that I left down in ATL Went to Miami, and I met a freak She been workin' on the slurpin' on me one whole week Got a freak that I love down in Acetown Can't remember how she look 'cause she keep her face down One in L.A., two in New York One in Chicago, stay in (?) Park Two from China One in Carolina Ten in my city Six of 'em pretty Lil' momma from Tennessee Drunk off Hennessy I should've stuck her a long time ago, but she killin' me [Baby] I love this lifestyle 'cause I'm real with this shit Been runnin' 'round uptown with the baddest bitches Took a flight to Chicago to holler at my clique Rollers, hustlers, and niggas who pimp bitches My main men, Johnson, Big Man, and Shorty I got to be here for my son and my daughter Now, five a ki, if you're transportin' My nigga hit a lick and bought a Range Rover My hoe went to the beef, but I don't know why, wodie The hoe know I got ki's, dope, and Dosier Nothin' but guns Bitch, I'ma show ya Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa (Hook) If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa |
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[Baby]
For sure, lil' one Off top, playboy Look here These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch [B.G.] Let me at 'em [Baby] Better catch they motherfuckin' cut, nigga Look, this block is mine And I don't need these niggas playin' with our hoes 'Cause they're my hoes (say, playboy) I done fucked the whole block already, ya understand [B.G.] We don't even want you comin' 'round no more [Baby] Bitch-ass nigga, catch your cut We got this shit, wodie [B.G.] Gotta hustle {verse 1} [Baby + (B.G.)] Back where I started on my set in black (Uh-huh) Hopped out the passenger side of my 'Lac (Then what?) Under my nuts was two ounces of crack (Yeah?) My lil' nigga, Geezy, say he needed a stack (For sure) Fronted my lil' wodie a ounce of crack The bricks look the same, but them youngsters be strapped From snortin' dope smokin' momo's, and jackin' Old folks scared that's why they be snappin' (What?) Callin' the law look (?) I told the young nigga to learn the mack Poppin' two, short tape [B.G.] Four in the mack [Baby + (B.G.)] We hard-headed head bustas We don't give a fuck - untamed motherfuckers Jumped off the porch as a young motherfucker (What?) My mind went dead (What?) My daddy's dead (What?) My brother's a dope fiend, I'm duckin' the Fed (You lyin') Word got around that a nigga was paid (Yeah?) Supplied the whole uptown - word was said (Yeah?) With quarters and halves (Yeah?), chickens and bricks (Yeah?) Bundles of dope and ounces and shit We drive Bentley's and Jags (What?),Corvettes and bikes (What?) Two Mercedes Wagons with kits and lights (What?) (?) and Prowlers (What?), Suburbans and jets (What?) Twenty-inch momo's with a-thousand a bet (For sure) (Hook2x [B.G.]) Big Tymers - they g's, too Them niggas'll creep, too They'll slang iron where your family sleep, too Big Tymers - they thug, too Them niggas sell drugs, too They don't just stunt - Baby and Fresh'll bust, too [Mannie Fresh + (B.G.)] What? Now, I know you been waitin', playa, all night long (For what?) For me to say, ""Fuck a bitch,"" in a tight-ass song (What?) Well, this the one, lil' daddy: fuck that bitch (Fuck her) Y'all know who I'm talkin' 'bout - she can suck my dick (Eat up) They want (?) with a nigga when your money come right (For real?) When shit get bad, them hoes clean outta sight (For real?) B.G. downed the broad and he passed her to Juvy (What?) Baby got the bitch, and he put her in a movie Triple-X rated (Huh?) Joe Casey say, ""The bitch ate it."" Our two D.J.'s say, ""The bitch can't be faded."" Once again, it's on The bitch jammed up with Stone (Then what?) Wayne and Turk did the bitch when we left her alone Then the sharks, nigga (Sharks?) Yes, the sharks, nigga (Yes, the sharks, nigga) Fucked the bitch in her ass in the park, nigga (In the park, nigga) I don't know that lil' nigga, but I'ma pass her to him Motherfuck that dog ass, jive bitch: Kim (Hook [B.G.]) Big Tymers don't trust hoes Big Tymers don't love hoes After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes Big Tymers - they toss hoes They don't brown-nose They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them hoes Big Tymers don't trust hoes Big Tymers don't love hoes After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes Big Tymers - they toss hoes Them niggas don't brown-nose They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them hoes [Lac] What, what, what, We put diamonds, and Rolies, and bracelets, and rings, and necklace, and pendants, and $'s, and chains, and twenty's on Bentley's, and Prowlers, and Jaguars Cadillac's, and Benzes, and Beamer's, and fast cars Houses and mansions with marble and mink floors Movie-screen TV's with automatic glass doors Hoes say they love me, but friendships don't last, though We rich but we fucked up from shit with the last hoes The dollar ain't on the chest, the body is still tatted Ride or die for CMR - get outta line, get battered Lil' Wheezy more platted Baby more platted Big Tymers, Hot Boys, and them sharks - they all gatted My watch thirty karats - Suga Don the grand-daddy Rappers, while you're hatin' your car, we now have it (?) we move packages, (?) jack it Man stood and rest in piece - head bustas was his jackin' Dog, when I grow up, I wanna be just like me: A millionaire, bobbin' his head to a Mannie Fresh beat And I swear under my shirt, June Miami heat Around my neck with some fingers'll last 'til January (Hook3x [B.G.]) Big Tymers stunt very hard Drive the finest cars Big Tymers got that work Got a Impala, and got it hard Big Tymers - they live in lavish Neck and the wrist is platted Every kind of diamond that they got, them niggas have it [B.G.] For sure, nigga (For sure, nigga) B.G. and the fam' If you gotta be a B.T. ([B.] It's like bein' a H.B.) A H.B. ([B.] Ya understand) Ya understand Ya undersmell that Ya gotta go get it Damn, Baby, you're blindin' me, yeah You're blindin' me, yeah Boy, you're blindin' me, yeah You're blindin' me, yeah ([B.] Turk and Lil' Wheezy) Lil' Wheezy ([B.] To then B.Geezy) To then B.Geezy, to O.Geezy How you love that And it's all good, nigga (It's all good, nigga) ([B.] Get your mind right) Get your mind right Big Tymers been doin' this here (Been doin' this here) Since '92, nigga Pimpin' ain't easy (Pimpin' ain't easy) ([B.] Been stun'n) Been stun'n ([B.] Repped out like a motherfucker) Number-one stunna, nigga ([B.] Uptown New Orleans, nigga) The world's number-one stunna, and the world's best producer, nigga The Big Tymers |
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Wha Wha Wha
(Manny Fresh) You a one man bitch Go ahead and make that switch I got to love my shit You hoes man got that itch Move up too number two bitch Suck a rich niggas dick If you like it than lick it If you love it dont quit Yo I bet it tastes better Let me splash on your sweater You need a nigga that let a Shed um out with the bezzele I'm talkin the Sean Jean Yo Teresa and Shirley Say...all ya'll hoes come down To the big dick party Say...Lisa Slim Little pretty ass Kim Im hollerin at you you you That bitch and them I've been takin ginseng Swing a big ding-a-ling I've gotta medalian for my dick Cause my dick bling bling I heard you suck a beach ball through a hose pipe I heard you also eat nuts till the early light I heard you like to be tossed flossed threw down and kicked Well you fuckin with the right nigga old couchie-ass bitch Chorus 2x (Manny Fresh) I know you wish you could find a Nigga with a dick like an Anaconda I know you wish you could know a Nigga with a dick like a big Cobra I know you wish you could go home To a nigga with a dick like a Python I know you wish you could get a date With a nigga with a dick like a Rattlesnake (Baby) I got this bitch in the back of my ride I ask this hoe when she want my suprise A big dick like a cucumber in the eye You know that hoe still took that prize I asked her had she been fucked inside of a Hummer She say no...but I suck dick like a plummer Draino swallowin everything I can fool I like rockin ice and playin with these hoes But sometimes these hoes will make punch um in they nose Squirt um on they shirt cause she wouldnt swallow what I Burst Curst the bitch out her teeth were in the way Stupid bitch that bullshit hurts I've been treatin' these hoes this way since the first Slap on they ass Hit um from the back where it hurts Putting in work I done done my dirt Im a dogg ass nigga Never put these hoes first Chorus 2x (Manny Fresh) See I like these hoes Like these hoes then I leave them Then let some old bitch made ass nigga retrieve um I could turn a dike bitch back straight Then worry these hoes till they lose hair, money, and weight Say there Daddy Im comin to a neighborhood look near you Ya'll niggas lock up ya'll bitches, bras, and boobs Youngsters gonna suck my pickle till I'm old and wrinkled I'm a go all till a a whole a ain't nothin' but a tinkle tinkle (Baby) Now some of these hoes like to be fucked in the ass Some of these hoes wont let you touch they ass Some of these hoes like to be fucked fast Some of these hoes know they need to be treated bad Some of these hoes need to be kicked in they ass Some of these hoes been gettin they old man stash Some I play bad Fuck other nigga hoes fast And if your bitch holler I put that dick on they ass 9 times out of 10 She suck a dick when I blast All because these hoes know I gotta gold and black Jag Chorus |
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