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from Jim Jones - Hustler'S P.O.M.E. (2007)
Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle
And yet, there's more to life than misery We have to have unity in our community We have to work together brothers and sisters (I'm from the ghetto) Yeah this is Dr. Ben, I'm with Jim Jones (Lord knows, I was on the run confused) DipSet forever (shit) We're talking about a concrete jungle (yeah it sure is a jungle) Life or Death, you have to choose life (I done seen it all, at least I think I seen it all) <i>[Verse 1]</i> I'm with my concrete jungle, no Tarzans and Janes (no swinging from vines) Diesel by the bundles, and the hard grams of 'caine (we on our grind) D's when they come through; it's hard to get some change Smoking weed getting drunk, in the car for a flame (slow down nigga) Yeah I see the traffic, but we dipping on the shoulder (break laws) Winter start to set in, it's only getting colder (dress warm) And I miss you all my political soldiers Most are doing life for moving bricks or doing hold-ups Damn I know we caught up in the fast life Some life a fiend when they caught up on the glass pipe (we pookie out here) Me, I'm still caught up from last night Same clothes from the club, on the block getting cash right (I'm on my G though) Damn, you know this world full of misery (pray for me) Some get tore up 'til they hurl off the liquor B (gettin twisted) Somebody told me that the girls need the chivalry (fuck a bitch) That's why I cop ice 'til they ass get the shivers B <i>[Chorus]</i> Ain't nothing sweet living in this ghetto (ain't nothing sweet about it) Been there, done that, running in the streets (running wild) Now put your lighters to your head, nigga ride I'm trying to make the most of my hustler (I gotta hustle) Been there, done that, so I can live out all my dreams (live out my dreams) Now put your lighters to your head, nigga ride <i>[Verse 2]</i> For the coke I would sleep hard But the game drove me nuts, in the streets, I'm a full-fledged retard Was the city block overseer Man your life is Chuck E. Cheese, mine is a pizzeria How many pies I done flipped? I lost count How many guys I done gave shit? I lost count Holding, but I can't ignore cheating Any day your life could be the hot topic at that board meeting They discussing who'll stretch you for your trees For your thievery, you living, you breathing for no fucking reason That's how it is when you make a man That's why your man's gotta learn to make himself Then you shake his hand Man, I'm into catching heavy clams And when Dezzy cans when it comes to dumping I got heavy hands Ain't gonna be right for your picking jet This is ours, the square is where we eat, this our kitchenette <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Verse 3]</i> I let my temper hit the floor I be staring through the mirror as I serenade my halls I'm fond of the juices that marinate they drawers My shorty, she bank a carrot with the four, cause If you take us out, the streets will evolve Some niggaz they live to eat, some niggaz eat to survive And my conscience keep disturbing me, fucking with my energy Niggaz that I thought was friends, really the enemy Dear Lord please grant me the serenity To accept the things that I cannot change Locked up for eight years and ain't join no gangs Been converted to true nigga, I'm as real as they come And any moment I have you staring the barrel of my gun Put my dick up in the streets, but I'm married to the slums Put the chips up in the ante and tally up the sum I'm having fun, hitting the fiends in the allies with some jums <i>[Chorus]</i> Alright, yeah but in choosing life, you got choices (oh yeah) The jungle is full of everything It's the mother and the father of creation (ain't nothing sweet about it) But listen up, you have to choose something for yourself Do something for yourself, make something of yourself That's what time it is (don't let go) Go strong, be strong, stand for something in life (all my young soldiers) Yeah, concrete jungle I can feel it, I can smell it (sometimes it gets hard) Jim Jones is spitting truth, the power (don't let 'em pull your car over) Now and forever more Making life the way it should be Ain't nothing sweet about it Make me want to scream and shout it But I know I got to hold on, and just roll on |
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from Jim Jones - Hustler'S P.O.M.E. (2007)
Now don't push me away 'cause when the first time I met you
Girl, you shook me in ways You know the life of a nigga's cookin' up yay And because you knew the pitfalls and the tumbles of the game You've seen the spotlight watch niggas fallin' to the fame And all the time you tried to tell me to stay hungry and maintain When I was like let's go half on a baby And if not then lets go half on a 'cedes Drop top coup while we pumpin' sweet sadie Flyin' up Lennox, doin' us, pushin' 80 The road trips, the late nights got you pissed The road trips, the late nights got us rich The clothes that we wear, the place that we piss Run and get shot, we ain't what we sit So if I don't get a chance to tell you Now too often lately girl how your hand so helpful In this cold world girl every man needs help too So baby, I'ma ride and no plans to fail you Please, baby, don't push me away I want you Please, baby don't push me away I need you I had enough of the shucking and jiving, duckin' and hidin' I'm tryin' to get to conversation and ridin' 'Cause I'm feelin' your essence your presence Is just enough to let me know that it's destined And since the day that I found you, there's something about you That makes me want to lose it and pounce ya But it's not just your body, it's your mind Your spirit, everything combined And while I got a chance, take my hand And let me show you something real, that love you can feel Please, baby, don't push me away I want you Please, baby don't push me away I need you Uh, now two years done passed, few cheers, few laughs Coppin' Vs, shoppin' sprees gears in the bags And who cares who's near 'cause most of the bitches Would just say you was there for the cash And I ain't scared of your past, I prepare for the future The one thing I ask is just don't tear a nigga coup up You brang the bail when I was caged up And back and forth the court to the lawyer now we case shut You found the numbers in my phone, you was my face but You know what they say the break ups to make ups And I admit I'm getting better with the flirtin' You know you dead sexy when you yellin' and you cursin' You such a hell of a person So when I get home I'm gonnna tell you in person Face to face, I'ma run base to base And then I'ma slide home safe till I make yo body shake You tell me every night that life comes with a twist That I'm in the spotlight and I'm runnin' the risk Hey, you always say love don't come with a kiss It's hard soakin' up game when it's comin' from a bitch But where's my manners, never take you for granted? Never take you advantage, most people don't understand it Is you happy? Look inside humor When you and I together what the fuck they gonna do wit us? Say ya prayer 'cause we destined for glory And when the credits roll it's Harlem's West Side Story My vision of the lovin' is close That's how I want us to be when we doin' our thing Kissin' ya, lickin' ya, touchin' ya, rubbin' ya Tell me how you want me to bring it? Because I know he got limits But baby I don't, and my feelin's they won't Let you get away from me, come stay with me Baby, baby, please, baby, don't push me away When the sunshine turn to rain Baby, I can take away your pain Just call me up when you need some time I'll take you out, break you off like daddy come on You don't have to settle for less And baby, I can give you what you want Just call me up when you need some time And you can get it from me just like daddy come on Shit, so don't push me away |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 4 - It Takes Two PT 2 (2009)
[Young Chris + Neef Talking]
Where the ladies You can feel me I wanna be your mother, your father Your brother, your sister Your everything [VERSE 1] [Young Chris rappin'] I think i might wife her You know, powder blue rocawear suite White nikes (uh) My niggas like her She been with me through the grind Girl you put in that time like been liferz Got tight, use 2 hookey and chill She tight, plus she cook up a meal Had the hook up for real More headaches and stress cuz a child involved Itz all good cuz our sex be my tylenol Best baby doll of all Shit the rest of you childish broads Give me the sex then i'm tired of yall So find the next to provide for yall I got my babygirl Plus she bout to drop my baby girl (off) Forget about all the rumors you hear girl A newer life is soon to be here girl And cant nothin fuck up that Gotta fuck with that Cant find a better love than that [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [VERSE 2] [Neef rappin'] Comin up i thought cupid was stupid Only two loves, my family and music Fallen through somethin, jus couldnt do it It was the beginin of time And you was like nine but god damn you was fine Use to stay on my mind When i was out on my grind Open up the bags when im choppin my dimes There in the spindell Stood by me from the windows Popped up mad shit with me and got me rentals Sick with the plastic, what can i say Bitches hat around the way i had a lady, they Gossipin, watchin him, runnin back Moved up north, kinda fell of track Still my peoples though Love when i see you though Once a while, might call Jus to chill, might ball Forever my dogg Even when i downfall First in line whenever chicks is envolved [CHORUS] [Rell singing'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [VERSE 3] [Neef + Young Chris rappin'] We the youngest in charge So leave them other scrubs We give you better love The same time its tough Baby i feel the same as Neef do Spit the game as he do You can take to Aint no need to bring your peoplelingere see through She got it goin on Oh thats Cant Stop, Wont Stop We got them goin home We got them all alone Jus us, nobody's wrong Im ahead if you give head We do our jobs at the mall [Rell singin'] Every since the day i saw your face My mind told me You were the one that was down (for me) And baby when i get laced Im gonna do what you want, i'll be there (truelu) So dont you let a thing Turn you away from the love you need (my dear) I dont wanna play Around with you, cuz i know i found lovin right here [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [CHORUS (until fade)] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) |
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from Jim Jones - Pray IV Reign (2009)
Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now
Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain You couldn't understand how much the pain weight So in the hood we love the rainy days 'Cause sub constantly we know the sun's coming We love the winter 'cause we know the summers coming Remember I got locked the same night my son was coming All I could do is pray that they don't take me away And Lord knows I have the angel's on my side They search the car, I had the hammer in my ride A miracle on flat bush avenue I still made it back to say push when she was having you A newer version, a younger me I want him to go to school and raise him up gun free I swear some places I don't want him to be And I swear some things I don't want him to see But new booty, daddy loves you truly So the nights you don't see me, you know daddy's on his duty Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain What's a poor man's pickle? Survive threw the poor Pull a truck upfront and drive threw the store Had to be a felon, hated being proper Read the book of life and satin was the author Still I was the colperate rather be in rikers The bugger had my baby momma running threw them diapers All for that shitting and all them pampers Grandma layed up with all of that cancer Lid paint flaking constantly chipping Mama with that dark rum constantly sipping I vow to my name a bad transmission For getting in the game that's a bad transition One flick, one night I'm ally ally outsin' free For getting you a place with a G A couple heavy shots I'ma newer man ready Go and get paper the hustler with the confetti, I'm ready Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain I can truly understand How life can drain all the passion from a man With just one chance it can change his circumstance And get that money, baby, get that money, babe Let's get this money, baby, yeah Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain |
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from Dr. Dre 2집 - 2001 (1999)
Since you finishin em early
what posessed you to start him We made a vow later we'll regret til death do us part Lord I thought we was made for each other You shouldn't connect those made to be taken away from each other Now what I'm supposed to do I'm only half the man that I was I'll never last cause my better half is up there with you You knew what you was doin when you made us so with all due respect you coulda forgave him you didn't have to take him He can take the game with him cause he defines the word The one who puts the G in it who you think put me in it I'm feelin like my whole world is blinded wonderin why Cryin pourin out my heart pourin out liquor behind it We fought like brothers somethin we never should do We coulda used time spent arguin tellin the truth He had talent too I had plans on watchin him grow Don't know what hurts more seein him leave or watchin him go Listen listen listen Listen listen listen Listen listen listen Listen mmm mmm mmm If you wanna know why why I live my life The way that I do cause I got to get this money So don't worry about me cause I know my way around I'm just hustlin everyday runnin this race makin this paper Youse a soldier you're probably packin heat up there Met up with homies from the street and got deep up there If you only knew the way I felt before they ruined the crew I thought I learned from Eazy now I'm goin through it with you We lost a thug a son and a father I spoke to your son the other day and told him Uncle Dre got him The Lord must be accidentally pulling your file cause I'm still paging you 911 straight in denial Prayin you get it but no man can choose the card he was dealt You either quit or you gon' play it like you get it I done been through all emotions from in shock to keepin a poker face to straight breakin down and showin all emotions I'm anxious to believe in real G's don't cry If that's the truth then I'm realizin I ain't no gangsta It's just not me but you know I'ma always ride wit you I miss you sometimes I wish I just died wit you Listen listen listen Listen listen listen Listen listen listen Listen If you wanna know why why I live my life The way that I do cause I got to get this money So don't worry about me don't worry don't worry worry I'm just hustlin everyday runnin this race makin this paper Listen if you don't know why I you gotta listen up right now listen listen listen listen listen listen listen listen children listen I'm tryin to tell you somethin good Don't get caught up in the hood if you don't know why you gotta find out the reason why brother brother |
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