The Longest Yard (롱기스트 야드) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (2005) by Teddy Castellucci (보컬) on maniadb.com

Nelly - Errtime

(Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen)
(This is a Jazze Phizzle productshizzle)

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake
that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break
that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
don't run outta gas girl
down break it down for me
don't run outta gas girl

[NELLY]
Since that cop can't see his eyes, who could it be?
with the newest STL or do that for me
Who else With us behind the tints or the new GT
the continental on blow got them feeling real glo
till they stomachs stick to, furr real, they grossed out
19's I come, 22's poke out
Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin the folks now
his money just chingy, my money it fold out
man, this happened vegas, and they hit me for a mil' worth
how many rappers man can tell you what a mil' worth
all my life damn worryin bout a meals worth

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake
that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break
that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
don't run outta gas girl
down break it down for me
don't run outta gas girl

[Young Tru]
(Yo yo yo)
I'm def'er than Jermaine, you could say I'm so so
Player taylor made, thats a no no
Sure it a 'aftermath', but I ain't a doctor
Squad full of 'BG's', city full of them choppas
Way more 'Game' than the kid with the G-Unit
Cracks by the gram an hour, thats a G-Unit
Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies'
Cuz' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody
I'm Like..

[King]
Yea, you need to make your mind up
Ain't see her by now, you ain't gon' find her
She looks good, but she looks finer
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Yea, King- Laker, you ain't gotta know
Baggette u so real, cuz you gotta know me
Got the type that make ya baby momma OD
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[CHORUS]

[Bridge:]
Okay, now let me see you do it baby,
Okay, don't be afraid go now
And don't be ashamed of how you do it baby,
Just (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Nelly]
You see I'm tired of playin games with
niggaz with money names
For real money, you lame
I put your money to shame
Ha, this ain't cynical(Naw)
(Naw) This ain't subliminal
I'm physical, financial and mental to be a general
Why the momma types you want a {soldier}
Not the type that in the tank but in the {Rover}
yea man you at the game orderin refreshments
I'm on the floor watching my investment
Buttoned up, some call it grown up look
I like to call it havin money that fold up look
That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold up look
Got her (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Chorus]

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)

uh chhh
uh chhh
uh chhh
holla at me
(mannie fresh in background)

Say boy
You dont wanna get hit with the AR AR 15 15
Flip cars
So just imagine what it do to pussy niggaz thats goin against me
I come hard
So hard that I'm bruising up my knuckles I'm watchin my fist bleed fists bleed
So what
I'm bustin this bustin this fuckin up everyone that it see
So move to the left cuz you might catch a hot one
Tear a whole square out ya chest with the shotgun
Make a whole pair out one nigga with the shotgun
We can go there my nigga I'm so there
Rockin by myself with the chopper on the backseat
Shoot at the driver side knock his body to the backseat
Stop
Pause
Nigga I'm Dominique Dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off

Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga
We hold shotguns we pop that nigga
And when you shoot it dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

And when it hit you dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
It make ya body bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

Ay fella
You dont wanna get hit with the AK AK 47 47
It have you battlin guns and roses
Roses and dresses
Funeral settins
Blessins
Ay man
You see em on the waist
I'm tryna shoot straight straight shot
Dont lose faith
Homie use safe
Hit you in ya grill now they call you two face
This aint dance this a motherfuckin pressure point
Earthquak break a nigga down to a decimal
Break a nigga break a nigga down to a vegetable
Lay ya grandmother next to you
This the the untestable the untouchable the young stunna dude
Whatever stunna do
Stop
Pause
Nigga I'm dominique dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off

Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga
We hold shotguns we pop that nigga
And when you shoot it dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

And when it hit you dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
It make ya body bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

Ay chump
You dont wanna get hit with this straight pump just a pump
With the pump with the pump
Not the pump the pump
You know if I get em he gotta bend he gotta lean he gotta slump
I shot em once with the buckshots (oh)
Make it look like a sun shots (oh)
A nice body all dumb hot
He turned cold dead
Anybody in the city cops say did
Look me in my eyes nah look me in my barrel
Leave a barrel strawberry cherry on ya apple
I'm a very scary New Orleans mammal
Shotty on my back got me walkin like a camel
Put a hump in ya back and lift you up
I'm Weezy F. Baby
Gettin so tough
Stop
Pause
Nigga I'm dominique dawes
Flippin bitch niggaz when the shotty's go off

Lose the hand guns we dont cop that nigga
We hold shotguns we pop that nigga
And when you shoot it dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

And when it hit you dont it
It make ya body bounce
You do the shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
Bounce shotty bounce
Now bounce shotty bounce
It make ya body bounce
Bounce shotty bounce

Wayne talkin until music stop

[Verse 1]
Chinchilla to the floor, Cigarillo full of dro
White Benz double doors, I could change colors though
Blue Ferrari, red Bent, black truck on 24's
Several Cheverolet's on 20 inches maybe more
Used to wish for better days, now I'm wishin' never more
I could go buy anything, stick my dick in every hoe
Grand Hustle on everything, P$C in every store
Sellin everything from rubberbands to leather coats
Swear to God I never change, jealous niggaz never know
T.I.P. ain't never been a lame, jigalow since '84
Blessed with astonishing ability to pull a hoe
Fuck her so, good make her think this dick was full of Moe
Pussy so, good but I love it when she suck it slow (OH)
Her motto you don't swallow what you suckin' for (OH)
My motto you ain't ballin' what you hustle for
The VVS's let off such a glow to let these bustas know

[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce let me see you bounce like this
Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce tell that bitch to bounce like this
Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just bounce all my nigga bounce like this
Hey! Hey! Hey shawty bounce like this just, bend it over and make it bounce like this

[Verse 2]
I give you 30 seconds show me what you got could you
Bend it over for me drop it like its hot could you
Wiggle your titties a little lift your top get you to
Bust it open show your panties and your ass for me
Actually I was thinking you, Kim, and Daphine
In the back with me, lickin' on the bottom half of me
Answer me first know that sayin no is blaspheme
Me I'm pussy pumper number one you can ask for me
I knew how you danced for me that you had plans for me
Save the conversation get your partner out them pants for me
Damn honey, you'd be a fool if you ran from me
You ain't fuckin wit another dummy I'm the man honey
Im tryin' to give it to you 'till it make you stand funny (OH)
Throw that pussy right and maybe you can get a grand from me (OH) (HA!!)
Picture pimpin givin' you some damn money
Not a one thin dime but your ass is fine

[Chorus]

[hook]
Now shawty bounce with me bounce with me, let me see you see you bounce with me bounce with me
Now shawty bounce with me bounce with me, let me see you let me bounce with me bounce with me

[Verse 3]
Hey shawty stall if you want to I ball when I want to
Could fall through and shut down the mall if I want to
I could make your girlfriend choose but I want you
Why you bother me with what you will and you won't do
Listen shawty I'm a grown man and you grown too
You can leave with me I ain't gotta telephone you
All I'm thinking 'bout is me layin on you
Or vice versa with a lot of ass to hold on to
I got somethin' for that ass to bounce onto
You missin the chance of a lifetime why don't you
Hop off in the droptop, ride through the city lights
Take you where I kick it let you see what pimpin living like
Pop one of these then we'll see what you feeling like
Takin off your clothes wanna know what its drilling like
Presidential suite at the very end of the night
Treat you like a freak and give you what was missing in your life

[Chorus]

[hook]

Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir
'Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)
Tellin y'all 'bout these muh'fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz
Muh'fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you)
Get ate up by these muh'fuckin sharks nigga
Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah..

[Verse One]
Dunn we stay on the road mo' than construction workers
My pockets stay, fatter than them niggaz eatin them burgers
Me, I'm a Red Lobster nigga
Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga
Trillville, I'm a R, cause I'm a trill nigga
Trilltown on the right cause I'ma put in the light
Ayy, ayy, dese niggaz don't know me
I'm the same nigga befo', and not the BET
Call me Corleone or Don P
It doesn't matter cause it's allllllll me
Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth
You would STILL see me in the streets, muh'fucker

[Chorus]
Dese niggaz think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click
But they cain't, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way
Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain't gon' work with me
Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me

[Verse Two]
I gotta have the fresh shit dat {?} me
Ho you ain't gettin in 'less you show some ID
I'm a 106'n like AJ and Free
And I'm poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy
Cause I'm way too cool, but I'll be damned if a nigga try
Disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die
It's too much money but, not enough time
But if you get your foot, in the do', then you gotta climb

To the top, but haters gon' hate, want you to flop
But if you get rollin the thang gon' pop
I'ma get bread whether it's cold or hot
And when we come through the city all the hoes gon' flock

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Well it's King once again for the 2005
Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise
Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side
And you know I keep the potion full of 'gnac in my ride
Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne
My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home
Now it's back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim
Never let these bitch niggaz get me off of my game
Now it's back to the lab, to read up on the yap
Lil' Atlanta hit me up to let me know 'bout the trap
Everythang's all good, now it's back to the hood
Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood
I'm a G about mine so nigga what about you
Get your mind off my money before my gun's on you
I don't have to play games therefore I don't make moves
I just post on the block with a million deuce

[Chorus]

Ewww
Bill-me Clinton, yeah
Trillville, I see you sir
Hehe
Right
I see you

[Pharoahe]
Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball
You'll never touch my..

[Chorus - Obie]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough
You're standin' tough
But you know that no matter what
You'll never get the chance to touch
My ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball
You'll never touch my ball

[Swift]
I see you ain't a playa, you ain't ballin'
And I don't even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain't no talkin'
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
And all I here is "get your man up off him"
So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin'
And I ain't gotta prove you nothin'
I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons

[Bizarre]
This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick
He's quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my position and don't make a move
Been doin' this for years, my team can't lose
And ain't nobody, ain't nobody hard
9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a guard
Hut one, hut two, I'm ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this 'fore you have to kill me
And any player in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn it, call holton

[Chorus]

[Dr. Dooom]
Football, Football, I love football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Everybody cuddle...blah, I mean "huddle"
I just stepped in a mud puddle, rebuttal!
Freak, who just tapped on my ass cheek??
Nevermind, let's try quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with love that's brotherly
That didn't work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up
I'm reachin' up another grown man's butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
Run it back, wrong song, yeah disregard
That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
On 5 and our timeouts are gone
Less than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he's so god dang high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips
And runs the ball all the way down to the one
But he don't get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dang it! I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again!
Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth down
We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked! Denaun go long!
I'ma throw the bomb! c'mon! how they gonna tackle you with no pants on?!
Butt out, haha! touchdown! yeah I told you
It's the longest yard

[Chorus]

[Kuniva]
The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball
I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft
Even though my cleats is kickin' up mud
It's more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' through the end zone
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone
It's time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won't stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playin' ball with killas, my team's the realest
Three time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best runnin' backs there never was
Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust

[Proof]
Yack is high, I got the highest yack
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snaps like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, a Mack truck tryin to sack us
No matter how big they flyin' backwards
Wide reciever, recievin' wide
For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die

[Kon Artis]
Defense is playin' a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and screams (blue 43)
That means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell
My tracks burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral pass the ball to Proof
He got dropped and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a chair
Now I'm flyin' through the air like a superhero
I can use this pose for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my dinerio
For bein' the best player on my team what
As soon as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the screen go run run
Then I cut, spin around in the endzone (touchdown!)
Then I do the ninety shuffle so

[Chorus]

[Kool Keith]
Footballs
I'm talkin' about footballs dude!!

[Nelly Talking]
Free City
This is a shout out to every young brother ya know
That's doin his thing right now
Keep ya head up...
He’s walkin' the yard wishin' he had wings
Ya know so he could fly up out that joint
Man

[Intro]
If I could, fly away
Ooo and I wouldn’t come back no more
I, I’d turn around,
Just to see you for the last time,
See, now I know
Hey, that it won’t be easy
I done fought in a battle, and I done made it this far
I gotta few more feet, but its still the longest yard

[Verse 1]
Man, it’s the longest yard I ever had to get in my life
And see my life ain’t right, if my wife don’t write
My niggas cant eat if the fish don’t bite
My raise the gross sales, like Mike and Nike
Now big brother almighty
I keep a gamma ray, i’ma G-5 G
Take a G-5 jeep, G-5 deep
Too some of their bare feet
And that jeep don’t speak
Listen mayne they lock it down round herre
See body bag and gag and your found round herre
This as serious as it sound round herre
The guards guard the ground, 4 pounds round herre
And they ain’t playin, they’re just lettin you know
That anything they want to happen, nigga happen real slow
Get the word from upstairs, put you in that hole
I cant take it, I’m just ready to go

[Chorus]
If I could, fly away
Ooo and I wouldn’t come back no more
I, I’d turn around,
Just to see you for the last time,
See, now I know
Hey, that it won’t be easy
I done fought in a battle, and I done made it this far
I gotta few more feet, but its still the longest yard
Yeah yeah, its still the longest yard
Uh uh, its still the longest yard
Um um, its still the longest yard
I done fought in a battle and I done made it this far

[Verse 2]
I’m in my cell 20 hours a day
And doin push-ups ever hour a day
Cause im tryin to keep the cowards away
Thats why im markin off the calendar days
Tryin to get it out of the way
And im just tryin to keep a piece of mine
And im gon shame a motherfucker with a piece of mine
Cause he tryin to take a piece of mine
So im gon slice his ass a piece at a time
But now that they close the door
Lock me in, in a cell 30 deep but its built for 10
Tell me what kind of world they got you in
With the barbed wire fences, box u in
From now, til they turn off the lights
I’ma read anything in sight
Its kinda hard tryin to read at night
But I’ma change my life
And hope another brother take this flight

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
(Oohh no) I gotta make it out this place some how
(Oohh no) Man I really believe that I done turned it around
(Oohh no) You see, all I need is that second chance to show,
since incarceration, my obligation of rehabilitation
(Oohh no) They can punch me high, and they can kick me low
(Oohh no) Spit on me, it's gonna take more than that for them to break my soul
(Oohh no) Man its hard for people to understand what its like to be,
gated, incarcerated , I just cant take it, but I’ma make it man to see better days

[Chorus]

[Hook]
If I could fly away,
If I could I turn around,
If I could fly away