Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
"Bitches s & Bizness Lyrics"
Hear The Wind Blow Lyrics
Down in the valley the valley so low hang your head over hear the wind blow Hear the blow hear the wind blow hang your head over hear the wind blow Roses love sunshine violets love dew angels in heaven know I love you If you don't love me love who you please put your arms round me give my heart ease Give my heart ease love give my heart ease Put your arms round me give my heart ease [ dobro ] Write me a letter send it by mail send it in care of the Birmingham jail Birmingham jail love Brimingham jail send it in care of the Birmingh
Down in the valley the valley so low hang your head over hear the wind blow Hear the blow hear the wind blow hang your head over hear the wind blow Roses love sunshine violets love dew angels in heaven know I love you If you don't love me love who you please put your arms round me give my heart ease Give my heart ease love give my heart ease Put your arms round me give my heart ease [ dobro ] Write me a letter send it by mail send it in care of the Birmingham jail Birmingham jail love Brimingham jail send it in care of the Birmingh
We gon do it like this,
From the ATL,
All the way down to the 305 M-I-Yayo,
Cocaine capital nigga,
Yeah, da Boyz N Da Hood,
The bizness is bitches
The pussy I keep in my pocket,
The niggaz keep watchin
They know I'll be rockin my watches,
Deez keep knockin
They know I be shootin to spot em,
Weed boyz in da hood
Strictly distribute da product,
My niggaz get slizzered
I'm smokin and chillin in Pradas,
Fuck a 9-to-5
We gon just do what we gotta,
I'm in my Chevy-thang
Everything runnin is proper,
Don't come too close
Cuz I'm subject to up wit my chopper,
We in da streeeeets (we in da streets)
Who got da weeeeeed, (who got da weed)
I got a couple keys
Wanna eat? Fuck wit me,
You don't wanna see me pissed off, (yeah)
Fuck until my dicks off, (boyz n da hood)
Nigga this is riff ruff.
Well I don't rock a lotta ice
Cuz I'm keepin it slum, (I'm keepin it slum)
Six slugs at the bottom
Lock and keep em in tone, (lock and keep em in tone)
Crack rock cocaine,
What we keep where I'm from, (what we ke
In The Arena Lyrics
The sweat just pours from your body combat is nigh Into the arena we march to die Your blood spills to the ground your body feels broken You face the earth and breathe the dust again Your head is spinning you feel another blow You hear the steel rip you to the bone [Chorus:] In the arena oh mighty gladiator In the arena you are the chosen warrior In armor and mail you were born to fight Learned how to kill keeping the gold in sight Who can match your fury none can give you such pain Part man and
ep where I'm from)The sweat just pours from your body combat is nigh Into the arena we march to die Your blood spills to the ground your body feels broken You face the earth and breathe the dust again Your head is spinning you feel another blow You hear the steel rip you to the bone [Chorus:] In the arena oh mighty gladiator In the arena you are the chosen warrior In armor and mail you were born to fight Learned how to kill keeping the gold in sight Who can match your fury none can give you such pain Part man and
You don't believe me?
Nigga come and see where I'm from, (nigga come and see where I'm from)
Keep two or three heataz
Dug deep in my bum, (deep in my bum)
The police tryin to keep
The concrete on my palms, (the concrete on my palms)
But I got shit to do (yeah)
And I got bricks to move, (okay)
But y'all playin for 4 mil
You can git for 2 nigga,
And try to play me dude (yo)
Ima putcha ass in some baby shoes
And I don't mean the ones that yo baby use,
I know I talk about my niggaz a lot
But I'll shoot too,
Give me somethin to nut up about,
And watch me shoot you.
Chorus (2x):
I woke about 6 in the morning,
Gotta get paid,
Fuck moanin and groanin,
Hit the block
Get the truckin rollin, rollin,
By the night time
My pockets is swollen, swollen,
From dusk to dawn
We stay posted up in project homes, (homes)
Keep a plastic tone
Y'all want it bring it on, (bring it on)
We'll creep up in yo home
Hang you by yo bitch's thong,
Said you's a guerilla
Say what's happenin King Kong?
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Centuries Of Wolven Hunger Lyrics
Give me the art of cheating and deceiving of thy dreams May each and all become the death of ancient winter screams Thus on her knees shall bequeath The cold, cold moon writhes under What thou desirest thou shalt obtain As the war begins, Jehovah be slain Darkness seeps upon abyss Shall victimise the serpents kiss Feast and drain thy goblet deep A silence torn unto defeat I wait for thee of killing spree The soul and pain both unredeemed As silence burns in witching hour As thou wilt seek to hear
real playmakersGive me the art of cheating and deceiving of thy dreams May each and all become the death of ancient winter screams Thus on her knees shall bequeath The cold, cold moon writhes under What thou desirest thou shalt obtain As the war begins, Jehovah be slain Darkness seeps upon abyss Shall victimise the serpents kiss Feast and drain thy goblet deep A silence torn unto defeat I wait for thee of killing spree The soul and pain both unredeemed As silence burns in witching hour As thou wilt seek to hear
And this is not ESPN, (ESPN)
Welcome to da gutter
Now watch this shitfest begin, (yeah)
I ain't no fuckin Jack Triple
But I'm bakin cakes, (cakes)
Plus my cakes more than triple
What that fag makes, (that's right)
Fuckin just to stay awake
Makin sho I never stumble,
Grind it till my bank statement
Look like social security numbers, (exactly)
Call us cookie monsters
Makin cookie niggaz crumble, (crumble)
Catch a double-digit jersey number
If you fumble.
I'm gon tote the pole
Lock and load,
Shoot til ya hear dat BOW,
Take my time
Speak my mind
Like I'm 47,
Gotta country slang baby
You can tell ain't us, (yeah)
We can kill too
A lotta us got dem Feds at us,
Still keep a stankin kitchen,
Cuz in da midst of da 'caine on da way
Da crack smell durin da intermission, (hahaha)
Triple-beam, hand-held, hang-scale
Got some caine stain colored plain fingernail,
Chrome black dish backed up just our clientele,
Saw him walk a thin line but it's not a fat red, (fat red)
Ima rap for deez packed h
Shocked Lyrics
Written: Stock Aitken Waterman 1a: Tell me I'm only dreaming and I'll believe you Can't see how this could be true Surrounded by feelings I hardly recognise I look for explanations I'm taken by surprise If you told me yesterday that I could feel this way I would sure enough call you a liar to your face CHORUS: Because I'm shocked by the power (Shocked) ooh Shocked by the power of love I was rocked to my very foundations Shocked by the power, shocked by the power 2: Maybe this time tomorrow
eadsWritten: Stock Aitken Waterman 1a: Tell me I'm only dreaming and I'll believe you Can't see how this could be true Surrounded by feelings I hardly recognise I look for explanations I'm taken by surprise If you told me yesterday that I could feel this way I would sure enough call you a liar to your face CHORUS: Because I'm shocked by the power (Shocked) ooh Shocked by the power of love I was rocked to my very foundations Shocked by the power, shocked by the power 2: Maybe this time tomorrow
Gats, crack sales, sex and blacks that wanna stack mils,
Smokin on dem Percocet
Runnin in yo house ramblin
Wonderin where da work is at,
Ho's in the third still a-hollerin
Where dem furs is at,
Phone in Atlanta ring da family,
Where dey workin at,
Pay a chain.
(hey, hey, hey, hey, heyyyyy)
6:45 AM, life's great,
Got the baking soda,
I'm cookin pancakes, (that's riiiiight)
Where I'm from nigga I'm the man,
Take em out, break em down
Like a lapdance, (yeaaaaaah)
I ain't playin
I got hella choppers,
All my partners deal
And they got helicopters, (that's riiiiight)
It's like my old job
But a lil different,
(what? heyyyyy)
I used to work at Church's Chicken,
But now I cook my chickens in my own kitchen, (what)
A kitchen fork and a glass pot,
Try to rob if you want
Getcha ass shot.
Chorus (2x):
I woke about 6 in the morning,
Gotta get paid,
Fuck moanin and groanin,
Hit the block
Get the truckin rollin, rollin,
By the night time
My pockets is swollen, swollen...