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New York City
What's Going On What you been up too Yeah I know Bunch a niggaz nunning around with throw-backs and fitteds on Niggaz know who started the game man You know once niggaz start doin you You got to do something else Ya know what I'm saying Do bigger better things Switch lanes with big and better rings on niggaz Big nigga shit Fuck em Yeah Aiyyo Listen, what you pappas read you thinking I ain't getting sleep Its way past the streets no doubt the shit is getting deep L-B-N-Y-G your local heat clappers Pass the pill man I'm fillin ill I'm sick of all you cheap rappers Get the mic up kid yo flow is mad trash The cast got you talking shit man ya mad ass I put ya bitch niggaz on from the start yo Plus I am the wizard that gave you your heart so I bust a few shots off all ya get still I run this shit motherfuckers you just lives here Never wanted problems it wasn't necessary But I'm a bury niggaz quick fast in a hurry These fuckers think I'm something sweet because I love the women Ok these niggaz want problems its problems that I'm giving The crack started us off the hook and don't look for trouble This lifestyle I live it we give it to you double [Chorus] The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with Tote my slang with lets give that dude the same shit The guns pop off of those that come to close to The fam niggaz track you strike back, yo we supposed to The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with Tote my slang with shit give that dude the same shit The guns pop off of those that come to close to The fam niggaz track you strike back yo we supposed to Aiyyo These new niggaz run around like they been done it You just spark enough faggot ass I've been blunted I gotta team in every borough New York nigga Watch how you talk, watch where you walk nigga These jumps wear their steak suits so lets eat 'em up They ain't worth it because I let our bitches beat 'em up Fuck the star shit I'm up in the bar with Cast a hustle of the prove we got muscle man Before you haters out there that can't see me Mad because your girlfriend bump my CD Your read easy live with your corny stash Or get gun up when we run up on your corny ass Back up off us nigga you the softest Actin like you sold crack with coppers and officers Flash back shell-toe thick strings and jewelery RIP to Freaky-Tah Mike and Cooly-be |
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| 3:50 | 
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| 4:50 |
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[Mr. Cheeks]
Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) Regulate the real (Regulate) Ayo we basically know how us fuckers feel (Feel that) How we running niggaz Ayo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing Well look at me now I did amount to something The rap name in vain just like a four four No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popo Still up in the struggle I see nothing changes These niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangers Sport the jewelry cars and the shelto Gamble for car money drink let the L blows High school drop out got my G.E.D. though Don't speak about what I got the d-low Yo I know nothing but the hot shit creating Up on the road trips and hot shit we scatting From the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off) What we bump hard what you niggaz bump soft Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman My good times always started with whats happening (Chorus) Just call me a hustle Grinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5 Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscle Saga of a every day struggle Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle Clip feeling strip stealing sick villain Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scuffle Payback could mean is time to layback and bubble But other times payback is trouble Just call me a hustle [Billy Danze] Lets give it up for the rusty 32's And the day before Lymer For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana When the G's stood firm Perfecting their concerns And a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burn Now shame on me it was cloudy I was blind I was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slime Your not LB your not M.O.P I brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me [Lil Fame] I was blessed with a cursed (Curse a blessing within this curse) When curse became innershment encouragement I'm immune to the pain now I'm loving it I'm encourage to fakes the pain and Everything else I consider is punishment (Take it one day at a crime) Sometimes I stare into the mirror Asking my self we it all went wrong Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm (Chorus) [Mr. Cheeks] Ayo listen my daughter is getting older I love to kiss'em hold'em Daddys always gonna be there for you I told'em The world is getting colder But imma keep'em warm Yall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper storm Watch you niggaz like a job if I got to Fuck scrapping you gonna feel when I spot you I grew up in this raised around the hard times Did the thing hustle in boulevard dimes The red tops yellow tops and the blue ones Powerful always came through with some new one I peep them niggaz that was down but turn fuckiness Ever since Tah pass Yeah imma represent LB to the death of it Even though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shit Track attacking bitch nigga smacking Every time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in (Chorus) 2x's |
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| 3:58 |
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| 5. |
| 4:35 |
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Word
Dedicate this to all the ladies from all the guys Na-mean [unknown] through situations in life yo know Got ya ladies knahmean Some of them we hurt you knahmean Some women out there just love to run with niggaz you know Its like you got to take some time out and recognize the love you have ya knahmean I want to dedicate this to my old lady ya knahmean We going to do it [Verse 1] That's why I miss you much Your laughs lips your touch All those things we shared To show each other we cared Candle light nights out Lets get it on lights out Wipe your eyes don't cry This love we got it won't die I promise this no lie As long as we both try To come close and make it work I know deep down it hurt [Chorus] All the tears and the pain Never again I'll put you through it But we can make it Find it in your heart, in your heart [Verse 2] Kiss and make up I know that will be hard I love from the start Now your hearts been scarred I stand here alone I feel like the dirt You lost your main squeeze Fuck her nice work The whole town is laughing at me I'm a clown I Smile on the outside but inside I frown [Chorus] [Verse 3] I apologize for all I have done Caught between the walls I can't run I sweared I wish I had you near I sweared I wish I had you here Yeah you got me in my zone Come back and make this house a home If I could take it back I would Excuse the way I act no good Never meant to make you cry Don't want to hear you say bye-bye [unknown] For another why Lets give this love another try [Chorus] [Verse 4: Glenn Lewis] I know I promised babe If you believe in me I know at times I let you down If it were me ask myself could I take it In my heart as a man might not make it Honestly sincerely truthfully I come to you Despite all that I do yeah we can yeah yeah [Chorus] I Love you I love you I love you Believe it when I say baby Oooooo baby I'm sorry I'm sorry whoooo Whoo I am sorry baby Sorry Baby ooohh |
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| 3:57 |
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Take it from the top with nothin but the hot shit I told 'em we got shit and it smells (definitely) Mario, what's the verdict? Hey yo, Mr. Cheeks, I know ya heard it The way we move (make it happen), spaz out on who? Boo c'mon, that's how we do it This one's for you, c'mon I did it like the Elements and wrote a song for ya No kiddin, where my feelings getting strong for ya And if I really had a chance I'ma pick you You got class and finese, you dress sick too I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try You play hard to get, I like steppin up ma Like bend over, yeah we both got enough time And yousa don, so take this where ya go Anywhere you at you'll always hear the call In ya ear, in ya heart, until I gets through And that's my word, I'm not stoppin till I get you I've known your pretty ass for years but don't know ya know ya We getting older and I feel like I got some things to show you I've done traveled through the world Balled out of clubs and called Earl Got weed, now I need me a girl I've got a crush on you, my baby So let's put a rush on us, sweet lady Maybe we can share our love with things we haven't lately Cuz I got a crush on you, my baby Come back, I'ma keep this Mo' on show for ya Imagine if you felt the same way I feel for ya Yeah, you see, that would be something This thing we can have together, but you be frontin Take your time though, I don't really mind Anytime I'ma make your pretty ass mine So keep doin what you doin till you ready for a Big nigga like me cuz I'm ready for ya-ac |
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| 4:50 |
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I thought I'd write this one for you, ain't seen you in a while
Staring at your picture wishing I was wit cha, miss ya smile And when I'm wit cha it's like I don't want to leave again Without you listen I don't want to breathe again You give me a lot and everyday you giving more So there's no need to tell you who or what I'm living for I miss ya very much shit I miss ya every touch And I know you'd come through for me in the clutch I'm on the road with my peeps and I know I'm moving But yet the time we spend together that's so soothing Love it how we do shit I pour a drink for ya You pour a drink for me and always think of me I call you when you when I'm home I know you bored and all alone I want to come and scope you up and place you in the zone But we could be together on the right now Cuddle on the couch, watch some TV, turn the lights down That's what's up... [Chorus:] Cloudy was the day when sunshine came into my life, and made it brighter (I can't go a day without my lover) She's touching me with her warmness as the light shine from her smile She makes me happy... (I can't go a day without my lover) I know I put you through some shit but yet you stayed with me Messing with them other chicks it's only games they play with me Searching for something I had with me all the time I made a change, my love to you I'm giving all of mine Send you cards in the mail to show you that I care Shit a life without you is the only thing I fear So I'm a make sure a nigga hold it down for The foundation wishing I could be around more But you know the drama gotta keep a nigga running I bugged out with the crew it's only you I'm wanting Call you on the horn to hear you on the other end "Mental hugging giving my loving to no other men" This one's personal so keep it close to you Be there for each other that's what we supposed to do And anything you want I make sure you get it And anything you into babygirl you know I'm wit it Holla when you ready for me... [Chorus] Yeah, listen don't mean to burn your ear out But this is something you should hear out Right now Shit I'd give you the world I'm a make it home to my babygirl someway or somehow Ain't afraid to tell ya how your fella feel 'cause your fellas real And on the real girl you're hella chill I hope you get the message by the end of this Wanted you from the start, from the heart I'm sending this This my last gig I'm on my way home And we can go and paint the town or we can stay home It don't matter what we do as long as I'm wit you Spend some time wit you, you know what I'm a do Get it on wit you just like the first time There's no need for this man to rehearse mine Superstar wit ya, back-to-back and far wit ya Without a doubt I'm going all out for wit ya [Chorus] ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HARRIS, JAMES SAMUEL III/LEWIS, TERRY Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc. |
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