Brian Tyler [작곡, OST]

Aint no niggas like the Murderers
Get it Crunk; buy out the bar, tear up the clubs
We live to good life very expensive cars
In the Roge; You hand-cuffin'
We run through, man its nuttin'
Man we Huntin', For houses in the Hampton
Just a little somethin' to Lampon
Me and my camp be ballin like professional ballers do it
Better yet like no other, how you love it
Man we livin' the good life

Seven days of work with no break
I got to take the day off to unwind
It gives my time to get away
A little time to ease my mind (my mind)

*Forget about your worries
Save your problems for tomorrow
Tonite just try to have a good time (Got to have a good time)
Mr. DJ take it easy
Let the music help you do it
Tell me don't you want to live the good life
And have a good time doin' it

No friends, no stress its the good life
Lay back, relax in the good life
Good love, no mess in the good life
Wanna live in the good life

Baby, baby, who dat remind you of
Not trey, B.I.G. and Faith was in love (the good life)
Live it up, however you like
Drip your body in ice, clubbin tonite (Is that right)
Pull up in the V12, 6 ooh me and you (the good life)
Get it up in the club, toast it up
cause you can't get enough of the good life

Dancin with a glass of champagne
Or maybe Chardonnay
Keep me feelin' good all night
Seen so many happy people on the floor
Leave your problems at the door

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V-I-T-A
When I come through the door
I work the floor
We gonna sip all night - here's some Remy for y'all
I stay cute, star studded with a platinum cross
VS-1, DS diamond with a rainbow gloss
That ain't half of what I do when I flood scene
Short, sassy but petite, and my pockets mean
Yeah! I live the good life in the big-body Benz
S.-5 a celli with twenty friends
The Good Life

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Hello, "Tah Murdah" has a message for (??)
To accept the message, press one
To cancel the message {*phone button pushed*}
Tah Murdah 2001 Murda I.N.C. motherfucker
Mr. Fingaz got beats

Uhhahhhhh.. gangsta, gangsta
Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta
MURDA! MURDA! - gangsta, gangsta
Fuck y'all niggaz talkin about? - gangsta, gangsta
Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta
Uhh, uhh, uhh (Yeah) This is how we do - gangsta, gangsta
(Yeah, 2001) - gangsta, gangsta
2001 nigga, check this shit - gangsta, gangsta

Now everybody just BOUNCE! BOUNCE!
My Pov City hustlers, BOUNCE! BOUNCE!
All my hood slimies, and Prada mamis
See how we fall off in the club, its nuttin but love
Plenty bottles of skimy twisted and stick bud
And it fifty-fifty love, all across the board dog
Gully respect Gully never floss for broads
or, get out of my character when she back it up
And after somethin good performs, I'll have you get up on it
Ma, I'll give it how you want it, make you a new lady
Coke'll open her crazy, now all day she two way me
Type of shit like "ohh baby", everything you do is gravy
And models I'm hittin lately, so all you can do is hate me
Stare me down and screw face me, hype ya man up to lace me
C'mon, all y'all buttersoft, sweeter then tasties
My hands grip two hammers, double action
Prime time, nigga minus the actin

*NOW GET YA MUTHAFUCKIN HANDS UP! High, touch the sky
And if you holdin weight, nigga get it up
Mamis in the club lookin right; oh you ain't spendin the night?
Give her the pin number, mami hit me up
We can SkyTel tag until I get you in the back of the Jag
After we burn a bag, I'ma hit the guts
Oh you a baller? Then ball to this
My pimps, gangstas, and dogs I ain't mad at you player, play on

Now hear me holla out GANGSTA, GANGSTA
PAPER CHASER - I love the cake
And petit mamis with the coke bottle shape
So keep shakin that money maker, ma-ma I can't hate ya
Its a cold world, ol' girl - so take advice from a pimp
What I'm spittin is venomus ism listen
When the chrome rims glistenin, on the 'llac truck
Traffic get backed up - we in this, cloud of smoke from spinach
Niggaz ain't big enough to go some rounds or minutes
I'm heavyweight, and I ain't speakin bought pounds in fitness
Use to spit off for sport but now its business
When you see me holla like you know me and I ain't scared homie
Picked up the mic, and put down the gats and yo
Now I rap and blow, with a fire acid flow
You know, and dog I ain't gotta repeat it
Right in front of ya eyes, ya see it, the best kept secret

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Now everybody just (ride..)
If you sittin on dubs, in that big body rollin a bud
Then get (high..) uhh, get it crunk
(Murda.. gangster love)
Now you know its only right and necessary
that I smash Freddy, after spittin heavy - bars
Methaphors god, my shit is deadly
Swift and better believe I'm focused now
Feed you to the vultures, murderous poster child
Click, clak, BLAOW! The pound sure to drop
Then catch me full of that hall or, blowin on them poppers
But love, livin and, love them, thug, women
who will hustle and grind when its hard times
Playa, we came in this game with no gimmicks
You're finished, diminshed ya frame get holes in it
Straight business and +No Limits+, like Master P
So if you bout that, scrilla my nilla then stack them cheese
And twist up, burn the vanilla dutch, we live it up
No bread, dick and Big Red we givin sluts
I'm just a villian, willin to kill for that pot of gold
You gotta know, its all for the dough

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Yeah, its a playa event nigga
All my players ya heard me
Pov City nigga, yeah, uhh
Heart of the grungy, cheddar boys, mercy
Yeah, it's goin down nigga
2001, murda, murda
Uh, uh, gangsta, gangsta..
C-LIFE!!!

mMmMmm mMmMm
It's been seven long hours
Since you left me babe
Sitting here thinking bout how
How u let it slip away
I can't get no sleep(no sleep)
Don't even wanna go nowhere

It's on my mind
What you did wrong
And now you wanna come back

When a man does wrong
Aint no coming back home
He's been out there too long
She won't even talk on the phone(settle this,settle this)
When a man does wrong
Aint no coming back home
Can't come around
There aint no place
She don't wanna see your face

Said u never wanted to hurt me
Never even wanted to leave
Said that you never did deserve me
Now you begging me please please please believe
Now you feeling like a fool(fool)
Never thought about me
Just you

It's on your mind
What you did wrong
And now you wanna come back

When a man does wrong
Aint no coming back home
He's been out there too long
She won't even talk on the phone
When a man does wrong
Aint no coming back home(no, no, no, no)
Can't come around
There aint no place
She don't wanna see your face

Why'd you have to do it baby?
Do it do it to me
Why'd you have to use and abuse me?
See I've been sitting waiting at night
Just wasting my time(wasting my time)
Now..now I know now I know
Gotta go gotta go ( yeah go yeah go yeah)

When a man does wrong
Aint no coming back home
Can't come around
There aint no place
She don't wanna see your face

*In my race against time I - can't stop
Runnin through the red light - livin my life
Even if I'm gettin too high
I'ma keep runnin through the red light - livin my life

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Consequences, reprecusion
All discussion about my loved ones
Didn't know paper had a price on it
That your ice would have your life on it
The cost to ball ain't changed, but I'm trying to
Red lights flashing, but I keep on through
Mom said paper ain't everything
Baby girl wants a wedding ring, I wish that I could sing

Oooohhhh, I'm moving too fast
Oooohhhh, I'm not gonna last
Oooohhhh, smile down on me
Ain't got much time, made up my mind
I'm gonna keep on through, whatever comes is mine

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Nobody cry for me
Cuz I, wanna see you smile for me
When I die, look through my window, to the soul
Tell me if you see Tank living to grow old
Cuz too many niggas done died for what I hold
The talent to warm a world which is so cold
Take me, save me, before I'm crazy
The only reason I live is for my baby

Never did you tell me that
Life ain't a game
Maybe if you told me this
Shit might be changed
But now I'm just racing against time, trying to survive
And see why, ya'll niggas drive over nigga's vibe
If you gonna live, know you gonna die
If you gonna steal, know you gotta lie
Get drunk and stay high
Don't de-nigga-ny, cuz they'll never take me alive
Feel me Lord, I'm running out of time

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Oooohhhh, I'm moving too fast
Oooohhhh, I'm not gonna last
Oooohhhh, smile down on me
Ain't got much time, made up my mind
I'm gonna keep on through, whatever comes is mine

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Yo
Rule nigga
Ja Rule, O1

Yeah
It's our world, please believe
Niggas ain't real, please believe
It's murda, please believe
I-N-C niggas what's fucking with me?
R-U-L-E love me or hate me baby
Refer to 3:36 baby
That's the rule please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose
Who's next that wanna ride (who)
Spitting (who) how I do niggas (who?) knowin they wanna ride (who)
Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay
Y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again
Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne
Y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?

*Ya'll niggas wanna dead (who)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas who steady screaming (fuck you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda
Ya'll ain't feelin (who)
Ya'll don't like (who)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screaming (fuck you)
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda

Murder Inc is my blood
We go through the pain together by any means
Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems
Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life
For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight
If ya know me then you know we pop away
Cock and pop again baby, men will be men
I spit off 10 fuck it give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Loose bitches in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit
Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge
Got one in the head plus a nigga's fed 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule baby, 3:36

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We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive
All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride
Muthafuckas will war but not many survive
Cuz 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride
Cuz we are (murderers)
Muthafucka you heard player (murderers)
Popping collars in air
Popping shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wondering like "What the fuck did I do?"
So niggas wanna go and get they man cuz they can't do this shit
Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit
Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich
Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothing fucking with this ya know why?
Nigga I just came into the game ready to die
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "fuck you"

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Hey baby
I want u to do me a favor, I want u to take all of your thoughts
All of your worries and problems and forget about them…
Because tonight, it's about me and u

No cellulars, no pagers, no 2 ways just us
no phonecalls, take messages
No family, no friends
I just wanna be alone with u (alone)
Girl I just wanna get it on with u
Well this I'm hearin I'll leave a clue
( Kversta ni echt wat hij zegt, maar ik denk dat het dat is )
Here's what I wanna do baby

*I just wanna take my time tonight
Holdin your body tight, keeping u warm
Nothings gonna stop this feelin
I'll be givin u sexual healin…

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No bill collectors, no landlords
Ur boss is trippin ? Just ignore it
U got plans ? call em off
The cd, take it off all
I just wanna be alone with u ( all because)
Girl I just wanna get it on with u (u yeaaaah)
Well this I'm hearin I'll leave a clue ( weeral da zinneke he
hehe)
Here's what I wanna do

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I really really want u baby (baby)
I really really want u baby (baby)
I really really want u baby (said I want u )
I really really want u baby (oooh u want me like I want u)
I really really want u baby (oooh baby)
I really really want u baby (Sexy lady)
I really really want u baby baby baby (mmmm Listen baby)

I got I got I got I got I got I got I got to have u baby (gotta have
u yeaaaah)
I got I got I got I got I got I got I got to have u baby (right now
tonight)
I got I got I got I got I got I got I got to have u baby (oooooh oh
baby)
I got I got I got I got I got I got I got to have u baby ( oooooowww
oooh I just)

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I took my chances, but I did my dirt
And my adivce to any nigga if you crime, then you do the works
Its givin up and step the fuck back
Cuz in this game you can fame
You gotta start dumpin these niggas off your nut-sack
Im just a nigga out the hood tryna have thangs
When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change
And your excuse was that the money did came
My excuse was that you was to blame
Simple ??, got to show my homies love tho
I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know
And you can take that how you wanna take it
Im from these motherfuckin streets,
and the same rules apply in this game
you never break it
With my motherfucking luck, fallin over the craps
And you niggas who wanna try to attack
We steady dyin over dumb shit, And me im steady losin my sleep
Cuz niggas aint familiar with the rules of the street, and its a

*Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide
its a, Suicide, its a Suicide
Suicide, its a Suicide

To my niggas on the street cryin then (watch them haters)
If im sittin on the side-line (get your paper)
Too many niggas complaining pointin fingers at the problem
Thats why I hate my baby momma
im just a nigga from the very bottom
skippin classes, throwin 8-balls into white powder
tryna get it, while the motherfuckers gettin good
wit possibilities of gettin out my neighborhood
don't get me wrong, I had them dreams too
But the only thing you do, is get your cream too
Get your motherfucking cream fool
Niggas aint know about the Ange and the Alicks
First you get in, then you get out, you stuck in this game

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Now when its over don't nobody cry
Just enjoy while you live life, cuz everybody got to die
When you see me i'll be hella high, beatin corners wit my top down
Checkin out the chasers in the sky, Shootin paper clips at Jupiter
The more I lie, its like im gettin stupider and stupider
Tryna make the best, out of a fucked up desicion
Im just a nigga with a vision, which is to get up, get out
Gettin my props, tryna stay away from these bitches that jock dick
And move enough to move on, gotta stay true to it
Thats just the way you gotta do it
And these niggas here is really, dazed and don't give a fuck when you
for real
And you like it rough, nigga what, the fuck
Know what im sayin is real, now back the fuck up for you get killed
Cuz its a..

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Suicide

Ghetto gospel
All thugs gotta pray
Hear me Lord, yo

If killin niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins
and all my evil thoughts like fuckin my girlfriends
God bless my family, and the bitch I bagged in the Camry
and any extra guns that come in handy
Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt
But the Lord knows this world, is all fucked up (uh-huh)
In God's eyes, every nigga is created equal
To some crackers, we evil cause we livin lethal (Fuck 'em!)
And anything we gots to get, gotsta get got NIGGA
Even if somebody, gotsta get shot NIGGA
Why not? A whole lot of thugs died on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so fuck cops! (Fuck 'em)
We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack gats
When them shots pop, bitch cops, where they at? (uh-huh)
Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts
while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed

*Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep
And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep
Cause if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's and all my niggaz at my wake
I said, if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake

God, please forgive me for all my sins Lord, please - Psalms 23

The Lord is my sheppard and the gun's my weapon
Reppin my upper sections (yeah) they blessed with protection (nigga)
It's nothin on this earth, that my soldiers wore
Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts
Nigga we lust to bust, and guns we trust
The gods copped me a path, now that's right-eous
I'm tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breath
Where we was, bubblin, in the, valley of death
I went to jail and end up bein the last nigga left
Now I, fear no evil and hear no evil
Just threw the silencer, on my Desert Eagle
Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy
And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me
Lord gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all niggaz is gon' remember me
Heh, Black Child, Black Child

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Shit, if I die
Lord, have mercy - street niggaz pray

Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat
Compton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach!
All the thugs in the street got love for me
Hollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.!
I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I-N-C
And ride for, e'ybody that'll ride for me
All my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie
when bottles of Remi, keep 'em so pissy

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There's no lookin back
Word to God
Bless all my hood people, all my good people..
Aight c'mon nigga, let's go..

Murder Inc.
Thugged Out
Franchise
Funk Flex
Big dog pit bulls!
Two suburbans and a fucking Hurst!
Cause Funk Flex and Nore are killin' em out there!
Scream at ya boy!

Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas
And pack macs in the back of the hatch with black niggas
On weekends with the Ricans cause nigga I fit
You see I'm half fucking black and motherfucking spik
Should have learned a long time ago Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn
How I hit a nigga up Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn
Niggas fans worry you see us smear off in cranberry
My shots come in, in threes, like Maubary
Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act
When my shotgun will erase there stomach and back
Call me Hosea, more shoot outs, most guns
Most of these niggas just mostly run
You see I'm back spittin' and still cooking in the kitchen
I'm still a chef ain't a fucking gram missing
Niggas out of order you know shit gone change
How they life getting shorter like Mr. T's chain

*The bass and the music that'll make you jump
It go Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunn
Why you acting like a punk before we put you in a trunk
You going Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunn
Acting wild like the hill with my hand on the pump
It go Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunn
Fuck it we getting drunk and smoking that skunk
Y'all going Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunn

Yeah, It's going down!
Funk Flex, Nore!

My caller ID is fucked up I can't see the number
Feeling like Stevie Wonder, the hood took me under
I miss my niggas I wanna see em
All my niggas that's dead laying in mausoleums
For my niggas that's locked up the same shit
I told y'all niggas I hold y'all niggas to all this
Picture us going all legit with all this
Line em up; get em all together they all miss
See all my niggas we starvin' and waitin'
To take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason
Better Armstrong face drop to the pavement
In 2000 I don't get along with niggas
That's why you never me on a song with a niggas
Just my clique roll strong them niggas
And wait till we see y'all it's on with you niggas
And I could just slap y'all go on little niggas

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Big dog pit bulls!
Funk Flex, Big Kap!
Cipher sounds!
Mr. Cee!
Johnny Walker Red, DJ Kiore!
Frank Jigga, Corey Ock!
The Funk Regulator C-note!
Keep It Gator!
And keep it global!
SPKilla this shit is fucking ugly!
Cut this shit off, it's a fucking wrap

Uhh, T.S.!
None better (Bronx niggaz, uhh)
Life of a hustler (ha-hah, what'chu know about that?)
Yo, yo, yo
Yo the mind of a hustler be trained to count money and lies
Supplyin customers and keep it peace and just spendin they time
Pop another thug that's tryin to scream but they dimes
Hoppin all the clubs in town, they don't need to wear shines
They got that energy, confident and always aware
who's watchin them, bitches on top of them, they don't just be near
Probably spot poppy and them they robbed last year
and just, nod and stare and show no fear
Cause nine times out of ten this bitch connects this kid to shoot you
They too hot so catchin a body's too crucial
If you a hustler, I know you relate
Whether you home base or go out of state
This shit is real
and you better recognize when you see 'em, these niggaz kill
A whole 'nother drug dealer keep 'em with steels
So be creepin so it's real on the deal, with the F-E-D
Some of them sleep in six feet cause they skrilled

*Fuckin with hustlers - you see us in the clubs
Everybody wanna be us, wife beaters and flip drugs
We them hustlers - a little thug's role model
Where the snubb full of hollow's tryna earn a little power
He a hustler - some of us locked for eternity
Get shot down and murdered in beef or turnin for police
Hustlers - yeah, you know what the sparks done
You know where we evolve from, you know when the heart's pump
Hustlin

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
See life a style, now it's rappin, how you push packs in large amounts
and never spend a day in life movin them cats about?
That's not what Crack's about; I cooked it, cut it and lift it
From Brooklyn to one-sixty fiddith, I took bricks and flip shit
Clips I sit 'em even whip some women from runnin they lips
and gettin me in the middle of shit with other niggaz
And real dealers don't be yappin on the phone
What you think, father born? Don't be caskets and clothes
C'mon y'all know niggaz slip, speakin a joke
There go the dial tone, click, now you steamin with holes
Y'all motherfuckers couldn't fathom what's about to go down
Like a year from now, when the bears get out
From a ten-year stretch down to air shit out
Make him a man, show your heart when I tear it out
They say hustlin is the key to success, and on that note
I can feed you niggaz for less, I got madd coke

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Yeah, it's for all my hustlin niggaz
All my liquid dime niggaz
All my niggaz flippin bricks out there, yeah
All my niggaz in the Columbia brother suits
In the pourin rain, tryna get your shit on
Smokin the C.I. in the rain, y'know? (uh-huh)
Cup of noodles in your hand
It's you nigga Joey Coco, and I'm a hustler

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Yo Boo, Irv Gotti, Black, and BJ outta wait the fuck up here man.
Shit done hit the fan, let's do dis shit man. Fo real.
Let's do it, what the fuck. There ain't
nuthin else to be said.

Yo, I got a empire with niggas with thug in they blood
I admire dem niggas, My desire is figgas
Rockland bitch, why hire some killas?
Gotti heat like hail son and fire dem niggas
Pop off 2 clips, Top off new six
Rock frost blue wrist, still cop two bricks
Cook crack in the pot, Push pats on the block
Cock the glock, pop up like jack in a box
He crazy insane, mommys say loco
I even push 'caine when the blow is slow
And when the dough got low, I got the high 'fo
Back in the same hood on the block for 'mo
Doorags, saggin pants, I'm baggin grams
Niggas smokin the joke, and den laughin at
"What if I get to blast a man?"
Aw shit! Boo watch out!

Oh shit, you capped dat nigga yo

You think I just got nice?
Well I been at niggas throats til it even got worse
And I got hennessy and coke in my system
Hot chicks, I fuck em and diss em
I'm out to cop bricks, cut em and split em
Put plenty in the bag, 20s on the jag
I'm a big faced getter, you get panties and brag
Fo Fo too heavy so I'm bustin the sag
Slow dough, that's petty, I ain't fuckin wit dat
It's fo real when I spit these bars
And cats like "Damn, How dis lil nigga get new cars?"
Stay high all day run around with thugs flippin pies all day
Rockland Nigga, so you better make way cuz we comin for niggas
Got guns? We ain't runnin from niggas, I know you heard dat!

My real bitches!
Sometimes I'm less than a bitch, never trustin a bitch
I'd rather get head than be fuckin a bitch

And it ain't nuthin different, that's the way we roll
It be them lame ass niggas given dough to hoes

Before I pay for a brick, she taste da shit
Put her back on a bus wit it taped to her hips

All my mommys rock Gucci
If we in the whip, put the dope in her koochie

All my chicks like Snoopy
I like dykes dat like dykes
But I don't like groupies
I Use to like tootie, and dat's a fact for ya life

I got chicks dat smoke, some roll dice
Others like to fight, but they all love ice

Hip hop niggas, they all thugs right?
Nah, get dropped nigga, betta get plugged right
Boo and Gotti true pimps, Rockland 4 life
Get it right!

Rockland!

For life nigga!

Boo and Gotti!

Play that fucking track!! [2X] / Oh there it is
Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, Method Man / That's right y'all
We just keep on rollin baby / Are you ready...[3X]

*Move in now move out! / Hands up, now hands down!
Back up! Back up! / Tell me what you gonna do now!
Breathe in, now breathe out! / Hands up, now hands down!
Back up! Back up! Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!]
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] / Keep rollin, rollin,
rollin, rollin [What!]
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] / Keep rollin, rollin,
rollin, rollin

Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here
L I M P Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care
See I, aint givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable
So keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth
Then I'ma hafta play, and break the fuck out
And then we'll see you slept after one round wit X
And what am I bringin next, just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up
Are you ready...[3x]

* Repeat

Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
Check my, dangerous slang atrocious
When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers
Who have poisonous darts for culprits
Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered
You're left buttered up and lightly toasted
So what, I drink and smoke too much
So what I cuss too much, *shut the fuck up!*

Yo, yo, now when we roll / You motherfuckers tuck in your gold
Cuz for the platinum, I'm jackin niggas up in limos
It aint nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts
I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up
I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco / Tuck the gat low, cut your cash
flow
Yell if you want money, funny / A hungry dummy snatch crumbs
from me
Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit

Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented
On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it
Endin up, on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me I crack 'em all to Guinness
Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it
Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it
PPPPPPP P- P- POW! [AAAAAAAAAHH!] Yo we said c'mon!!

* Repeat

*Life ain't a game (nooooo)
If you feelin me (say yeah-yea)
Flip the bird where (in the aiiir)
Fuck the world (we don't caaare)

* Repeat

It's time to ride out
Niggaz stash your cash at the hideout
The Murderous I-N-C's en route
(Y'all hear me) feelin my shit the same
(Y'all fear me) in every difinitive way
(I'm really) the nigga that you need to get with
Cuz y'all pop shit nigga, I pop clips nigga
Hot, but not the black four-dot-six nigga
You know the Rule, thug heart nigga
And I don't need no fake friends, broke ties, loose ends
There they go niggaz is at it again
Tryin to befriend the nigga that they claim they love, but hate so
much
And really all we got is us
But fuck it, it's the same way they fucked me
Now I'm fuckin your broad in the back of a Humvee, go figure
I'll have your niggaz pourin out liqour
All because you fuckin with the Rule nigga

* Repeat (x2)

Take my life, take my mind
Take my heart, take my soul
Take my cash, take it all
But save me
I'm throwing my life away

Why, would a nigga with so much talent
Want to throw it all away to drugs and violence
I know not the answers but I ask the questions
Do all Muslims really study their leasons?
And how many Christians lie during confessions?
I know I did when I was just a kid
Never told about the guns my uncle hid
Under my bed, and at night I played with them
Kind of grew up to be sort of a loose cannon
Before my sins, I'm asking you to let me in
Lord help me, I been through all the pain
Now I wanna know who loves me

* Repeat (x2)

Changes, changes
My mind is going through
Changes, changes
My body's going through
Changes, changes
My life is going through
Changes, changes

Yo, looky here
I just wanna fuck all day, live my life
Get high all day, my life
Maybe one day, I'll live right
Fuck the world, it's my life

* Repeat (x4)

(Petey arguing with cop)
"All inmates are asked to stay inside the cell" / Hey dog, you think
I could make my phone call?
Hey look, what you need to do is sit down /
I just wanna make my phone call
Just sit down -
Hey, I get a phone call for this motherfucker
Fuck you
Hey fuck you too ya bastard
I just want my fuckin phone call
"Sgt. Ellis : Please come to the front gate"-

I got his ass didn't I?
told him my plan didn't I
thought I was playin wit him
now he ass out and payin shit that nigga stank didn't he?
smelled like some old spoiled meat didn't he?
when they found him - took bout a motherfuckin week didn't it?
down in a motherfuckin creek didn't they?
Mr. Roberts found his ass out fishin Sunday evenin' didn't he?
gift-wrapped in a sheet didn't he?
Roberts got out of there so fast they didn't ever find his boat did
they?
I'd like to flip the hood night didn't I?
disrespectful-ass nigga like to ran up on my slab didn't he?
y'all didn't even know I had that thing did ya?
y'all just seen mad niggas haulin-ass across the field didn't ya?
(hey, hey, hey!) that shit pulled a lot of cards didn't he?
especially that bald-head tight t-shirt wearin ass Cindi didn't he?
(punk)
that nigga ran in up his girl didn't he? (yo what happened)
took her home and ran the train on a trick didn't I?

(sung chorus in the background, man talking man talking over)
you are now rockin wit one of the most real motherfuckers in the rap
game
97 -Petey Pablo or Petey Too Small as we call him down in Greenville -
ya
with this new shit "Didn't I" -ya
boy that boy has done a lot of things
Petey- tell sumden else you did

thought I was playin didn't ya?
I did everything I said didn't I?
I got out of prison and got a major record deal didn't I?
you didn't believe me did ya?
ya'know I know you didn't
you probably decided that I'd be right back on the street didn't ya?
I guess I showed you didn't I?
Got in the race and then I won it didn't I?
I didn't even rub it in your face did I?
I could of got real shitty but I didn't did I?
or got all fly but I didn't did I? (nope)
man, I just kept it all real didn't I? (ya)
brought it right back to the homefront just like I said didn't I?
they kept skippin Carolina didn't they?
yo (cough cough) excuse me, can I have your attention didn't I?
I fucked 'em up the way I did it didn't I?
came to the city spittin nothin but that greasy-grimey-gritty didn't
I?
I changed a lot of things here didn't I?
came from the back to the front and I had them kissin a nigga ass
didn't I?

(sung chorus in background, man talking over)
you real crazy, boy you a trip, you a real trip
but hey, but hey, the boy kept it real , he did
oh you thought it was over
hey petey
get real fly on they ass
and talk about some shit - some real shit - come on

Where would I be / Without you baby
So if you need me / If you want me to put it on you
Because I love you/ And don't you forget it
Whenever you need me/If you want me to put it on you, come on/Oh, oh,
oh
(Uh, uh) And darling where would I be?
(Yeah, yeah Ja Rule uh uh uh) Whoa, whoa, oh
(Where would I be without you) Baby without you

Where would I be without my baby (baby) / The thought alone might
break me (ooh)
And I don't wanna go crazy / But every thug needs a lady / (Yeah,
yeah)

Girl it feel like you and I been mourning together
Inseparable, we chose pain over pleasure
For that you'll forever be a, part of me
Mind body and soul ain't no I in we BABY
(No, no) / When you cry who wipes your tears (you)
When you scared, who's telling you there's nothin to fear (you)
Girl I'll always be there
When you need a shoulder to lean on
Never hesitate knowing you can call on, your soul-mate
And vice versa, that's why I be the first to
See Jacob's and frost your wrist up
Now you owe me, I know you're tired of being lonely
So baby girl put it on me

Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you)
I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true)
I know you're tired or being lonely/ (I need someone to hold me)
So baby girl put it on me / (I will, I will, I will)
Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you)
I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true)
I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need you to hold me)
So baby girl put it on me / (Whoa, whoa)

Yo, and I appreciate the rocks and gifts that you cop me baby (ooh)
And that house on the hill when you drop like 80 (yeah)
On a down payment thinking damn ain't life gravy
And ever since for my honey I been twice the lady
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What would I do without the nights that you kept me warm
When this cold world had a girl caught in a storm
(What would I do?)
And I accept when you riff when you caught in the wrong
And respect when you flip, 'cause our love is strong
And when you hit the block, I watch for 10-4
And when my pops asleep you snuck in the backdoor (oh)
Baby boy we been down since junior high
So when life get hot in july it's the world against you and I
We ballin', tied together and never (hmm)
Heart from the heart, knew that it would last forever (hmm)
When you told me, you would never leave me lonely (lonely)
So baby boy put it on me

Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you)
I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true)
I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need someone to hold me)
So baby girl put it on me / (I will, I will, I will)
Where would I be without you / (Where would I be without you)
I only think about you / (If what you're saying is true)
I know you're tired or being lonely / (I need you to hold me)
So baby girl put it on me / (Whoa, whoa)

Since we met it's been you and I / A tear for a tear, baby eye for an
eye
And you know that my heart gon cry / If you leave me lonely
Cuz you not just my love you my homie / Who's gonna console me, my
love
I'm outta control hold me, my love / Cause I'm yours
And I don't wanna do nothin to hurt my baby girl
If this was our world it'd be all yours, baby
The thought alone might break me
And I don't wanna go crazy
Cause every thug needs a lady (yeah, yeah)
I feel you baby cause them eyes ain't lying
Wash away all the tears there be no more crying
And you complete me, and I would die if you ain't wit me
So baby girl put it on me

I wanna kiss you in Paris..
I wanna hold your hands in Rome..
I wanna run like a rainstorm..
Make love on the train, cross-country..
You put this in me, so now what?
So now what?..

Wantin.. needin..
Waitin.. for you, to justify my love..
Hopin.. prayin.. for you, to justify my love..

I wanna know you.. not like that..
I don't wanna be your mother..
And I don't wanna be your sister either..
I just wanna be your lover..
I wanna be your baby..
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me, me

Wantin.. needin..
Waitin.. for you, to justify my love..
Yearnin.. burnin.. for you, to justify my love..

What are you gonna do.. talk to me..
Tell me your dreams, am I in them?..
Tell me your fears, are you scared?..
Tell me your storys.. I'm not afraid of who you are..
Make you fly..

Pour us Demeir, the pleasure's depend
on the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me..

I wanna be your baby..
Wantin.. needin..
Waitin.. for you, to justify my love..
I'm open.. I'm ready.. for you, to justify my love..

I'm waitin.. to justify..
Wantin.. to justify my love..
Waitin.. to justify..

I'm open.. (Murder.. murder.. murder)

{*music stops*} {*music starts then fades*}

Let`s just slow down and take it from here waiting for you
I just wanna know how do you feel waiting for you

내 모래성을 밟아 뭉게뜨린 소꿉친구 내 손에 맞아 멍난 성난 우린 3년후
꼭두각시 단짝 그리고 내 운동화 한짝 훔쳐 달아나다 잡혀 동네앞에 나 막
그녀와 뒤엉켜 울음을 터뜨린 우린 하나뿐인 영원한 Best friend
아플땐 내 머리위에 찬수건을 언져 먼저 잠들어버린 나를 너는 어루만져
내가 언제든지 새벽 아침까지 2차 3차 4차 끝까지 마셔줬지
어때동무 우정 날 떠난 사람의 투정 언제 어디서든 날 반기는 너의 우정
결혼을 한다면 너랑 똑같은 여자와 만나 사랑을 하고파 갑자기 니가 보고파
오늘도 난 널 만나려 이유없이 들리려 한 들뜬 나의 맘은 도대체 왜일까

우린 친구 그 이상이 될 수 있어 맘을 열고 사랑으로 받아들여
너의 감정은 단지 우정이 아냐 웃지만 말고 진지하게 나를 봐
먼저 고백해볼까 고민도 해봤지만 걱정이 앞서
우린 친구 그 이상이 될 수 있어 맘을 열고 사랑으로 받아들여

머리에 껌을 붙여 한 뭉치로 잘라냈던 내 발을 걷어차여 성난 우린 3년 후
같은반에 단짝 그리고 니 실내화 한짝 뺏어 달아나다가 둘째 시간 시작
종소리 깜빡 듣지 못해 무릎 꿇고 허벅지에 찰삭 열대 회초리로
울음을 터트린 넌 내 하나뿐인 영원한 best friend
언제나 나에겐 변함없는 나에겐 변함없는 나한텐
실없는 말다툼에 내려붙은 나의 너의 가슴
니맘에 상처주고 서로 연락하지 않는
우리의 하루는 지루한 하품과 허전한 한숨
그러던 어느 날 한밤중 나 니 집앞에 나타나
니 이름을 불러 잠든척을 하는 너를 깨워
화를 풀어 웃는 너를 보는 순간 왜이리 기쁠까

우린 친구 그 이상이 될 수 있어 맘을 열고 사랑으로 받아들여
이미 너는 나를 향해 오고 있어 이제부턴 사랑만이 내 곁에서

한숨 짓지 마요, 난 괜찮을게요
그게 나인거죠
곁에 있는 동안 참 고마웠어요
이제야 나 말하네요

언젠가 그대 닮은 사람 찾게 되겠죠
이런 날 많이 원망하며 살아가겠죠
When I try to let you go 그대도 날 잊어가죠

그댈 놓아요, 난 못할 일이죠
그대에겐 부족한 사람이죠
이런 날 모두 다 지울게요
그댈 찾지 않아요

기다리지 마요
그대 돌아와도 난 변하지 않죠
또 다른 사랑에 힘들어 말아요
그대가 기댈 곳이죠

언젠가 그대 닮은 사람 찾게 되겠죠
이런 날 많이 원망하며 살아가겠죠
it's my heart will let you go
이제는 지울 수 있죠

그댈 놓아요, 난 못할 일이죠
그대에겐 부족한 사람이죠
이런 날 모두 다 지울게요
그댈 찾지 않아요

아직도 난 그대 맘에 있나요?
이런 기대도 마음도 바보 같죠
할 수만 있다면 내 전불 걸어서 그대를 지킬게요

그댄 모르죠, 난 늘 아파했죠
그댈 향한 마음도 잊어왔죠
이런 날 알고 있다면 들어요
그댈 위해 부르죠

그댈 놓아요, 난 못할 일이죠
그대에겐 부족한 사람이죠
이런 날 모두 다 지울게요
그댈 찾지 않아요

I think back when I first met you
velvet underground was the place I saw you walkin' in.
I was like, walkin' on the cloud you know
It felt like you were somebody I knew
Now that I realize it's because you were my dream girl
this one's for you AJ…

This one, it ain't no song, just straight, tellin' you the real life story, know what I mean
so come closer, you know who you are

우연한 자리에서 만나 니 Cell Phone 번호를 따.
쪽팔리긴 해도 난 그때 니가 맘에 드니까
사실 걱정되기는 했어, 내가 바빴으니까
핑계거린 못돼 uh 내가 나빴으니까
불새, 서정민, 내게 비교할 게 못돼
파리, 기주, 내 발끝에도 미치지 못해
최고로 잘해주고 싶었어
행복해하는 모습 보는 게 미소만 있음 돼.
my love was like a fire

웃는 날도 많았지만 힘든 날이 더 많았지
나쁜 놈이란 걸 알면서 날 사랑해 준 널 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 다시 생각해줄래
미소 짓는 척 했었지만 웃고 있지는 않았지
사랑한다는 핑계로 널 떠나 보낸 날 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 날 용서해줄래

용서해줄 수 있겠니 난 안되나부다
네게 줄 수 있는 것은 오직 상처인가 부다
남들처럼 예쁜 사랑하고 싶었었는데
내가 연예인인걸 잠시 잊었나 보다
눈먼 사랑 받기,
최고 인정 받기,
박수 받기,
또 가끔씩 치고 박기,
대중을 위한 나만 있고 난 없었나보다
진짜 난 없고, 껍질만 있었나보다 Say

웃는 날도 많았지만 힘든 날이 더 많았지
나쁜 놈이란 걸 알면서 날 사랑해 준 널 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 다시 생각해줄래

미소 짓는 척 했었지만 웃고 있지는 않았지
사랑한다는 핑계로 널 떠나 보낸 날 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 날 용서해줄래

널 사랑하지 않았지
니 생각도 안했지
이젠 다 귀찮아졌어
다른 여자가 생겼어
내 마음이 변했어
나 원래 이런 놈이였어

난 행복하니깐 너만 아프면 니가 억울하잖아
난 괜찮다니까 너 그만 걱정해
잘 지내 my love Good Bye

노력도 할 만큼 했어
잊으려 해보기도 나 했어
더는 안되겠어
여기 선택의 기로에서

한 번 단 한 번만 다시 생각해줄래

바보 같은 내 B형이피 갖다가 버려,
자존심은 없다더니 나 되려 많은 걸 해주진 못해도,
항상 웃게 해주겠다고,
절대는 없다
약속 따윈 없다
물론 사랑도 없다
절대는 없다
약속 따윈 없다
여기 사랑이란 없다

웃는 날도 많았지만 힘든 날이 더 많았지
나쁜 놈이란 걸 알면서 날 사랑해 준 널 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 다시 생각해줄래

미소 짓는 척 했었지만 웃고 있지는 않았지
사랑한다는 핑계로 널 떠나 보낸 날 oh oh
한 번 단 한 번만 날 용서해줄래