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(feat. Ziggler the Wiggler)
(talking) It's like I'm the Heart Of Tha Street Knah'im'sayin you already know a body can't operate without a heart Knah'im'sayin so if the heart stop then the street stops bumpin (Verse 1) if you could catch me not strapped nigga you good come out the house without the pistol I wish I would haters would love to catch me slippin but nigga please I know these streets to well they a part of me I'm a fool I feel like I'm the best I take ya old lady-get my name tatted on her chest I leave the ass soaked, I leave the pussy wet I give her back to you then move on to who next I hold the block down green, white, and brown cross Martin Luther King on Velle uptown I live by the code, I die by the code don't rat, don't snitch, don't bend, don't fold Let's go! (Chorus) When I was young man I got lost in the streets but now my heart in the streetz-man I'm the heart of the streetz When I was young man I got lost in the streets but now my heart in the streetz-man I'm the heart of the streetz When I was young man I got lost in the streets but now my heart in the streetz-man I'm the heart of the streetz When I was young man I got lost in the streets but now my heart in the streetz-man I'm the heart of the streetz (Verse 2) All the hood niggaz feel me and I ain't hard to find since I got money-the hood is where I still be post up ciggerette hangin from my lip glock in my pocket you see it I extended the clip no joke-nigga no game dogg it's all real with me it's no playin I walk it how I talk it, I play it how it go only three words I tell them people is "I-Don't-Know" you say you 'bout this, you say you 'bout that I heard nigga bust at you and you ain't bust back you say you so this, you say you so that I did an investigation nigga you ain't sold jack what's that? (Chorus) (Verse 3) Man I sleep with the tigers, I eat with the bears however you want it believe that I can take it there it's real in the field dogg, kill or be killed homes pop or get popped up-walk or get walked on steal or get stole dogg-pimp or get pimped nigga shake or get shook dogg...flip or get flipped nigga step or get stepped on pop or get popped up watch what you say on the phone will get you locked up shoot or get shot dogg, do or get done nigga if you a man always stand and never run nigga that's how I play it man Gizzle a G if you ain't know (uh oh) man I'm the heart of the street (Chorus) |
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| 3:43 |
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[Intro]
B. Gizzle (Gizzle) Chopper City (Chop chop) Let's Go (let's go) [Verse 1] If nigga know me, nigga know I keep it all the way street I'm thugged all the way out And I'm bout whatever you bout I keep it all the way real Tell it just how it is You don't like it that's ya problem, Imma speak what I feel I'm on the block when it's hot, I'm on the block when it's cold On the block when it's bumpin, I'm on the block when it's slow Bout that money my nigga, I be chasin it heavy You want beef, tell me when, Imma be there when you ready You ain't got nothin to tell me (uhh uhh), really don't wann be bothered (uhh uhh) You a fake ass nigga, we got nothin in common When I say I'm a hundred nigga I'm every percent Either I fuck wit you or not, I ain't gon strattle the fence Nigga cuff yo bitch, I got some good ass dick Best keep her from round me, I fuck her and her friend (believe it) If I touch her you through (through), my nigga ya done (done) every time you try to fuck she ain't gon want none [Chorus] I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) Girl gimme dat pussy, I know what to do wit it (do wit it) Man I'm a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine) Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a, a hunned thangs) Man I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) Girl gimme dat pussy, I know what to do wit it (do wit it) Man I'm a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine) Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a hunned thangs) [Verse 2] When I'm talkin it's real, When I'm talkin ya listen (listen) You wann define hot boy, I'm ya best definition I'm a all-around hustla (hustla), that there mean whateva I could get it, weight it, cook it, move it, believe what I tell ya That's why street niggaz dap me (dap me), my hoes wann hug me (hug me) My mexican plug love me 'cause we all get money I be holdin it down, been around for a minute I got nine or ten albums, and I ain't nowhere near finished I feel I'm just gettin started, got a long way to go I wanted Bush to go, it'll be a long four more Unless he pass a bill, to legalize this pimpin Or let that dope come through without the feds interferrin Man the law be trippin, always makin it hot (hot) On my block, it's the criminals versus the cops So nigga tell me what's up, let me know what it be If you a busta ass nigga then you ain't like me cause Imma [Talking] Imma hustla If you want work come see me Yo man ain't treatin you right come see me [Chorus] [Verse 3] If you want it, I got it If I ain't got it I can get it (get it) When you get it and serve it to the fiends they gon feel it (feel it) I don't be a dawg nigga, I don't stomp on it (on it) I give it to ya raw and let you put cut on it I travel with my hustlas down south to up north (north) I don't post up long that's how niggaz get caught (caught) I don't post up long that's how get draw attention And if I get popped again, I'm headed to penitentiary So I stick and move, hit and miss, handle business, get in the wind Gimme a week, I sell it all, I'm right at my connect again Nigga know my status, I be thuggin for real I don't depend on rap, I be hustlin for real [Chorus] |
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| 0:22 |
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| 4:15 |
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| 5:26 |
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| 3:44 |
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| 8. |
| 3:50 |
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| 9. |
| 4:01 |
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[B.G.]
Wasup nigga? This the H.N.I.C. of Choppa City Records 3 time loser but I still ride with it, ya heard me? [Verse 1] Well it's Geezy, the hottest of the hot You can catch me posted in the middle of the block Suited and booted, I'm bout it, ain't gotta prove it I see it then I'ma do it, I up it then I'ma use it And it's like that, don't think you gon' steal a nigga off my team and my team ain't gon' strike back We'll be right back, fuck you done it nigga We treat beef like coke, we 2-for-1 a nigga Them soldiers coming nigga, you hear 'em stumpin nigga Your clips loaded about 100, it ain't no runnin nigga You gon' get punished nigga, and your partners too You in beef, so that mean they got it too Now is they nuttin up, or they skettin out You gon' see when that pressure come, they gon' rat you out And once we find out, where ya layin at That's when we come in 50 deep and scram that [Chorus: repeat 2X] I keep peeps that will always, ride with me I got beef so I always, ride with that When I creep I always, ride with that When we meet then ya know I'ma be, poppin that [Verse 2] You know I sleep and I eat it I'm in the streets it ain't easy All year round, where I'm from it's murder season I keep mine close, always in grabbing reach I heard they got a few niggaz talkin bout snatchin me, nabbin me I ain't going for that, come with it, come get it Last nigga tried, you know how it ended Wig splitted, dun-diggidy, I'm bout this, I bang back You ain't gotta wonder where them things at, they right here I walk with em, ride with em, sleep with 'em Fuck with me, I'ma show you I'm a fool when I creep with 'em I'ma beast with em, Gizzle don't play, I'm a dog AK's, Mack 11's, Tech 9's, got 'em all Put your face on the wall, I'm lookin at that Sayin how ya gon' let a nigga hit me from the back You gotta think in the streets, don't trust nobody If you ever caught hustlin, don't bust nobody [Chorus] [Verse 3] Don't start no shit, won't be no shit When death come close your eyes, you won't see that shit Fuckin with Choppa City, nigga it's gon' be that shit We bout that trigger play, partner you could leave that shit I'm a uptown nigga, I'ma be that there Bitch made type nigga, can't be that there When there's money coming in, I'ma be right there C-Vannis, Magnolia, I'ma be right there With the 40 on my hip, the chopper 'cross the street The sniper on the roof, keepin a eye on me I'm a product of the street, I get it how I live It is what it is so I get it how I live I'm bout that guerilla warfare, I cock the nine back I told her ? round, I'm bout the dime bags Whatever you're thinking, don't try that Cause where ya hide at, I'ma find that [Chorus] |
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| 4:02 |
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[Intro: B.G. Talking]
Whats hapnin mayne ( whats hapnin ) Say, I got my game up You know what I'm sayin so I need ya'll to get ya'll game up You know what I'm sayin If you ridin 20s I want you to go on do 24s You know what I'm sayin If you got a pinky ring on one pinky You know what I'm sayin Go head slap a pinky on the other pinky You know what I'm sayin If you got 5 karats in your watch Go on head on and put 10 karats in there, mayne Help me to get ya game up Get ya game up Ya heard me [Verse 1: B.G.] If you know me than you know I'm a beast If you know me than you know I don't be lyin when I tell ya I gotta cheat If you know me than you know I'm a G If you don't want your ol lady to get fucked don't bring her around me Man, I'm hotter than you ever will be Dawg I'm realer, just cooler, so smoother than you ever could be I always put the hood in my rap Cause I ride through the trap, no strap, hoe face in my lap I'm a man I be holdin my own Disrespect me if you want and I could promise you a whole in ya dome I'm off the block when they play for keeps And I was taught don't ride wit a nigga who ain't solid wit me You got somethin to say then say it to me Don't talk behind my back, be a man homie brang it to me Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin, start paper chasin and get ya game up [Chorus: B.G] Get ya game up Nigga get ya game up If it cost less than 10 then put that chain up Get ya game up Nigga get ya game up If it cost less than 10 then put ya chain up Get ya weight up Nigga get ya weight up You see me comin, you stuntin man pick ya face up Get ya weight up Nigga get ya weight up You see me comin, you stuntin man pick ya face up [Verse 2: B.G.] Look, I went from broke to rich Rich to back do' Broke then back to gettin 20 thousand a show I went from weed to dope Dope to speed ballin' Cleaned myself for me I'm a fuckin moneyholic Hoes just love how I carry myself I look in the mirror sometimes and wanna marry myself I be lookin when a nine got this swag to myself Most of it came from my daddy, a lil' Slim left I'm a fool from the UPT When I ask Hot Girls, What it do They say do it to me I'm official anywhere on the globe I could travel around the world in 30 days with 30 different hoes Man, I'm back and I'm outta control Man, I'm floodin the bank until they see they can't hold no mo' Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin, start paper chasin and get ya game up [Chorus] [Verse 3: B.G.] I ain't a mobbster, but Gizzle is made I'm a tell ya, real niggas respect the game Bustas feel played Real niggas can go in hood Cause real niggas do what they want, bustas do what they could On the real, I'm like the law of the streets I could pull up, hop out, and leave my keys in the car on the streets Nigga know what come behind fuckin wit me Mo' murder, mo' kill, mo' headbussin' fuckin wit me So I advise you to stay on your level Niggas stay in your place Be smart just stay out the way Dawg, just stay in your league Cause its alot of lions, tigers, and bears Runnin through these trees And believe, I'm the king of the jungle I'm the coach of the team I can't mess wit the scope and a beam Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin', start paper chasin' and get ya game up [Chorus] |
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| 3:54 |
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| 3:57 |
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| 4:31 |
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