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from Mystikal - Ghetto Fabulous (2004)
[Master P] Woman like my momma Ain't no woman like my momma (11X) Sharin liquor with the homies, reminiscin bout the old days Cookin dinner in your kitchen listenin to the Bar-Kays When I got suspended momma, you taught me the rules When I was sick, you came got me from school And even though, I never had a daddy Momma took me where I need to go in a old school caddy And even though times were hard momma made sure the rent was there A single parent on welfare but momma kept her kids neat, that's why we understand And we couldn't fold name brands And momma even rode the Greyhound to see her little man, when he was locked down And even though I life the STREET LIFE Momma prayin for her baby, hope he get his mind right It feel good to see momma on top I told you if I make it momma you won't be forgot [Chorus: repeat 2X] [singers] Momma life ain't cool [Master P] Ain't no woman like my momma [singers] Tell me what would I do without you [Master P] Ain't no woman like my momma [Mystikal] I thank God, for keeping you strong, but you keep me strong Things'd be different if, momma wasn't home Who gon' fix the grits and eggs and smoked sausage Teach me and love me and raise me and watch me Who gon' lift my spirits when I get sad? I was seven years old when I lost dad Discipline me when I need a stain whip on my ass Who gon' take the slack and carry the load? Trying to accept the fact but I was too young to understand Make ends meet while in the grocery stores? that had me happy on my birthday and merry at Christmas? Who's the single parent to me and my big sister Stood by and didn't leave, just because Who took care of us, did everything for us? we was yours, she was ours Who was still sweet when everything went sour? You mom! [Chorus] [Silkk the Shocker] I couldn't imagine gettin this far, without you Even when the bills was due, you found a way to come through Even though we didn't have money, we seemed rich You was side by side when I was sick We had each other me and my sisters and brothers, forget the other shit Early in the morning, cooking eggs and grits You was the first one up, but you was the last one sleepin Couldn't live our life for us so, let us know Made sure we had somethin to eat, last one to eatin Wanted to tell us, but you had to just, let us grow Gettin older now, soon have to, let us go Didn't know how to tell you how much you meant to me We was goin through some things momma but you never, let it show And I only get one of you so I, cherish the times So I wrote that line So wherever you at, I hope you doin fine You did so much for me then, I'll do the same for you in time [Chorus] [Chorus w/o Master P]
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from Mystikal - Ghetto Fabulous (2004)
Man these niggas... They might have to learn the hard way. Y'all gon' learn. (Y'all gon' learn!) (Yeah y'all gon' learn!) Mystikal, Snoop nigga, Silkk the Shocker nigga (They gon' learn!) (We gon' teach em!) [Mystikal] [Silkk] Nah! Come on come on (Come on!) Come on nah, come on Come on come on (What, what) Come on (Come on) Nah! I'm quick to bang bang bang, pop pop pop [Mystikal] I'll kick in the fuckin door before I knock knock knock You gon' duck duck duck when I buck buck buck Lay yo shit down, I'm comin to get down Actin bad bad bad and I'm fuckin somethin up To a big eyed, big pussied big bootied bitch I'm cute Count my money, 20,000 dollars times my shoe size when I get down But to a motherfuckin buster I'm a sabretooth I'm comin to get you, ain't no savin you I'm five times stronger than the hate for niggas in the heart of David Duke I turn ya upside down, shake the dope out you I take your style from ya, and your pride from ya and take your high from ya I'll bless ya, way before the ha-choo Can't nobody fuck this bitch up like I do [Chorus:][ X 6] Let's go do it! Nah! [Snoop Dogg] Let's go do it! Let's do it! I'm at my pad actin bad and my bitch got me mad But I'm gon let my khakis sag and continue to mash Blue flag around my head, gold tank on my chest Motherfuck y'all niggas talkin shit out west I'm down south hustlin, crushin, bustin on punk busters When y'all see us, a hundred thousand deep, duck us I know them niggas wanna rush us, but can't touch us What the fuck y'all figure? I keep a can of repellent for you suckers, motherfuckers Dogg Pound crip on mine, and I kill ya Big Snoop Dogg, yeah I'm still that same old nigga Gang bangin, P don't mind, I feel ya If you cross that line, it's a thin line Between the nine millimeter and that hairline Real niggas feel us, especially them bonafide cold hard killers Trigger, nigga, cap peelers and drug dealers With all that jaw jackin you bitch ass niggas keep yappin Now I know y'all niggas don't want us to get things crackin Let's go do this Mystikal, what the fuck we waitin for nigga? I'm slappin niggas in they face for the nine eight [Chorus] [Silkk] Get up, like a robbery, nigga fuck fuck Y'all don't want no problems with us us That's real cuz after I rob a nigga, what what Problem here, let them niggas go, followed by a buck buck So forget what you sayin nigga fuck you and fuck who you with You shoulda know motherfuckers, who you were fuckin with Silkk the Shocker motherfucker, that's my last time Made Man, motherfucker, little brother of the Last Don Niggas talkin about you got beef with this nigga All hoods talkin about you better have a meet with this nigga Cuz that's that nigga, (Who?) That's that nigga How could I beef with this nigga? (Who you talkin about?) Everybody talkin about I can sleep with my heat, I can even sleep with a freak (That's him?) That's that nigga I can do a lot of things, I just can't sleep with no beef Like you can't eat with no teeth you can't rob the police Just like you can't cook with no heat When I get to comin, ain't no comin wet When I get to bustin, fuck all y'all, ain't no comin back See you shoulda known, I wasn't scared of no nigga All Mystikal and Snoop gotta say is one thing Talk about, let's go get em [Chorus till fade]
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from Mystikal - Ghetto Fabulous (2004)
A tell me what's your name? [Mystikal] MC Mystikal [Fiend] What's your alias? [Mystikal] I'm the prince of the South [Fiend] What's your thing? [Mystikal] I ain't playing with your bitch ass [Fiend] So boy what'd you say? [Mystikal] Here I go here I go Bitch I'll backslap or backstab after that kidnap a whack rap [Mystikal] Bring it louder if you coming to rap Your arms to short your legs to small I'm the sure shot shit off of deputy dog Break it in two and TRU so do By myself I can take you and you and you and you Straight forward like Kerri Kittles Nigga's head bob very little Gooder than a whole hand full of skittles Evil with feedback when I turn on the mic I'm the spritz that has to "Chsssss" when you open your Sprite No fight no war no brawl y'all ain't ready When they see me their eyes get big arms get sweaty [Mystikal] Enough to go around you know exactly how it go down In house uptown big boys throw down Out of control ballers from Bagwood back to New Orleans If it'll make ya feel good that's what you can call it [Mystikal] What's your name!? [Mac] Mac the Don, motherfucker [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Mac] Shell Shocked nigga [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Mac] Murder murder murder murder [Mac] Wooooaaaaah [Mystikal] Nigga what'd you say? [Mac] Who rocks it? I play the plug you play the socket Y'all got your pieces nicked lets cock it Y'all niggas fail so now y'all trying to jock it Now how I get your open knock and lock it My formula's trill (watch it watch it) These fake ass niggas are blocking With niggas with them ill times are rocking He lifts and cocked it Suckers are toxic I'm all about what's falling in my pocket I'll be the one they wanna share that cock with Your just that nigga that they wanna shock with You never hit it told your niggaz you did it You probably ate it Laid back and masturbated Take them fake wood strips off the side of you ride Cause real niggas keep their war on the inside that's money with pride Shell shock niggas We on the block niggas Fiend cocked in 98 We bought more figures and triggers We be murder murder too So have my money or have my shit And oh tell your little sister to stay up off my dick! [Mystikal] What's your name!? [Fiend] Capitol F-I-E-N-D [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Fiend] I'm Mr. Get it on Jones [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Fiend] I'm the one that call the Shotti [Mystikal] What'd you say? [Fiend] Whomp Whomp! Whomp whomp whomp! [Fiend] I'm the decided private miscontorting to fire on me Bringing you extra clips and jeans favorite style's sareen Mr. Get it on Jones I noticed I didn't drop the phone If it's on then it's on Mister stay loaded up the zone I stay rolling on some chrome Mr. Bad ass nigga ?????????????????? My verbal class can kill ya I'm a mad man killer Warning no hommie can turn ya to thugs and drug dealers So what the fuck up nigga Expect me to be discrete Ya have ????? can't beat a handicapped Well you bitches beneath me like athletes feet as for me I mastered the art of MC It was all before BC Wanna see me? cutting on over to quicker death Close your eyes and hold your breath Bet you niggas are set for ghettos soon to be junk That whore pushing that store Got lyrical ???? up I'm Mr. War war [Mystikal] What's your name? [Silkk] Silkk the Shocker! [Silkk] Mister! [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Silkk] I'm a made man nigga! [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Mystikal] Nigga what'd you say? [Silkk] AAAAAAHHHHHH! [Silkk] (Mister!) Mister hang with real thugs Mister's real blood Mister shoot real slugs Mister don't shoot blanks I never feel shit except from the ghetto And I don't feel love Nigga I'm out there pissed without this nook I see a club Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot Nigga what? Mister you better duck the fuck down or Mister's getting shot Come and get me Come on come with me I'm gonna find you some hurting I drop flies that hurt the same time I hit the horn street man tries to hurt me Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me some ends Look turned 19 look nigga I got me a Benz You know me see that nigga gonna flock with the rocks in his hands He ain't worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran I check my flow last year only got better So cold now if it's hot I can still rock leather Mister ain't NO L-I-M-I- to the T (That's Mac that's Fiend, Mystikal your Silkk the Shocker) Yeah that's me! [Silkk] What's your name? [Mystikal] MC Mystikal [Silkk] What's your alias? [Mystikal] I'm the prince of the South [Silkk] What's your thing? [Mystikal] I ain't playing with your bitch ass [Silkk] What'd you say? [Mystikal] The mans right here
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from Silkk The Shocker - Based On A True Story (2005)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Ya boy Shocker in the building Heads Remain Anonymous He Ain't Gotta Be Obvious Ladies, if y'all thirsty, drinks on me and you fake ballers, you know what to do (Master P In Background) Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Master P] + (Silkk the Shocker) And y'all haters Be gone, want, want want Be gone, want, want want Be gone, want, want want, Be Gone You get money, (then take it to the floor) You got game, (then take it to the floor) You ain't scared, (then take it to the floor)O You came to party, (then take it to the floor) [Silkk the Shocker] Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank god I Don't Know but last night seemed kinda odd The spot was hot, the place was packed They had fat asses wall to wall and back to back Imagine that, it was a hell of a scene Either that or it was a hell of a dream, ya heard me They had a few ballers but not that many Alot of model-type chicks but not that skinny I mean one in particular caught my eye I mean she gave me a look when I walked by like "Yeah, we about to have some fun here" Her mouth ain't move but her body sayin come here want want want so I passed the key and got a hotel suite like Cassidy And Kel, So I yell let's blaze the party And something started up and it sounded like Atari [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Silkk The Shocker] my girls look, let's get it crackin' it don't take much, let's make it happen she thinkin' we gettin' on tha highway I'm like mike look we still in tha driveway and look, i can have you flossin' in a house big enough you can get lost in let's spend tha weekend, play some lil' monopoly, and some hide-and-go-seek'in and I'm back as tha pool so you wanna take a dip she like, " Yeah, that's cool" see me and these thugs came to act a fool the new no limit, we don't play by the rules i came to party, not to clap tha game to get tha see out of jail cause it's time to get paid up and down, i ain't talkin' my ways in tha bentley gettin' my hair done, i ain't talkin' bout braids Shorty, tell me what your name is? Playa, tell me what your game is? Shorty, tell me why you came here? Playa, show me what you working with? [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Master P] I'm country mayne, I'll punch ya brain I'll roll with the boys that'll pluck ya mayne You get money, you better tuck ya mayne The haters out here, they'll cut ya mayne Get lose with it, stay true with it We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it Get lose with it, stay true with it We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it Her neck, her back We can fix it in my Lac Her neck, her back We can fix it in my Lac [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Silkk over Chorus] Shorty, I'ma get with you But like Chingy, I'm only one call away I mean I'm a baller, take that away I'll call you heh |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Based On A True Story (2005)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Ya boy Shocker in the building Heads Remain Anonymous He Ain't Gotta Be Obvious Ladies, if y'all thirsty, drinks on me and you fake ballers, you know what to do (Master P In Background) Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Master P] + (Silkk the Shocker) And y'all haters Be gone, want, want want Be gone, want, want want Be gone, want, want want, Be Gone You get money, (then take it to the floor) You got game, (then take it to the floor) You ain't scared, (then take it to the floor)O You came to party, (then take it to the floor) [Silkk the Shocker] Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank god I Don't Know but last night seemed kinda odd The spot was hot, the place was packed They had fat asses wall to wall and back to back Imagine that, it was a hell of a scene Either that or it was a hell of a dream, ya heard me They had a few ballers but not that many Alot of model-type chicks but not that skinny I mean one in particular caught my eye I mean she gave me a look when I walked by like "Yeah, we about to have some fun here" Her mouth ain't move but her body sayin come here want want want so I passed the key and got a hotel suite like Cassidy And Kel, So I yell let's blaze the party And something started up and it sounded like Atari [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Silkk The Shocker] my girls look, let's get it crackin' it don't take much, let's make it happen she thinkin' we gettin' on tha highway I'm like mike look we still in tha driveway and look, i can have you flossin' in a house big enough you can get lost in let's spend tha weekend, play some lil' monopoly, and some hide-and-go-seek'in and I'm back as tha pool so you wanna take a dip she like, " Yeah, that's cool" see me and these thugs came to act a fool the new no limit, we don't play by the rules i came to party, not to clap tha game to get tha see out of jail cause it's time to get paid up and down, i ain't talkin' my ways in tha bentley gettin' my hair done, i ain't talkin' bout braids Shorty, tell me what your name is? Playa, tell me what your game is? Shorty, tell me why you came here? Playa, show me what you working with? [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Master P] I'm country mayne, I'll punch ya brain I'll roll with the boys that'll pluck ya mayne You get money, you better tuck ya mayne The haters out here, they'll cut ya mayne Get lose with it, stay true with it We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it Get lose with it, stay true with it We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it Her neck, her back We can fix it in my Lac Her neck, her back We can fix it in my Lac [Chorus: Master P] Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls Girls, We Like Dem Girls We Gotta Have Them Girls We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls [Silkk over Chorus] Shorty, I'ma get with you But like Chingy, I'm only one call away I mean I'm a baller, take that away I'll call you heh |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Based On A True Story (2005)
'Sup ma, I-I know I ain't really been there for you
And shit like I was supposed to be But, I'm ready to make that change You know I was like runnin' tha streets For my niggaz and shit not makin' no time for you You the only one who really had a nigga back But, uh, huh (I always, I love you) Yeah, I know you do I know you care for me, I know you really do care for me 'Cuz through thick and thin, you always was there for me I know you care for me, I know you care for me Through thick and thin, you always was there for me (Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you) I know sometimes you get sick of me sayin', "Sorry" But this time I really mean it, maybe I took it too far I know, some things I did was cold When you called, my boys called, I just put you on hold And my fault, I thought I'd just tell you that I know I'm wrong, I've put you through hell and back But look, I'm back from hell tryin' to take you to heaven I know I fucked up in tha past, I'm tryin' to make shit better And, you never stressed when I went out You just stood through the hard times And just blessed me when I went out You leavin' me, wasn't part of my plan I don't want you leavin', but if you decided to, I'd understand 'Cuz you was there through tha rain and tha sunny days Stood by me when most chicks would run away That's why you get respect when you're around my crew One day I'ma change, I just hope that you're around when I do (Yes) Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you To be there for me Baby, I love you, baby, I want you Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you I need a chick if I get locked up, she'd come visit If I ain't got a ride, then she'd come get me I need a chick who'd hold me down if I gotta do a year flat Her girls tell her, "Move on", but she ain't tryin' to hear that She with me just for me Not that I could have her seein' jewels like she worked at Tiffany's Not that I could get her everything she wish she had Spend nights on tha yacht, spend days on Fifth Ave. Or that I could turn her winter's into summer Show her accounts that look like telephone numbers 'Cuz, if you tha one, they gon' know you tha one It's really nothing we ain't gonna be able to do for fun Beverly Hillbillies, country like tha Clampett's Put you in a neighborhood, tha south version of tha Hampton's Um, some are about this, no doubt it's strange And what's your last name It's not mine that's why we change it, I got you Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you To be there for me Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you To be there for me Sometimes she like to fight and she likes to fuss 'Cuz she likes what happens after we make up Shit, she wake up to a kiss And if I get her real mad, she wake up to a gift And, she don't do much, sometimes she might pout At tha most she'll slam a couple of doors in tha house But then it's back to whatever That's tha way to get attention Not to mention make tha love much better And, she's secure so when I look And tha only time we go out to eat is after I cook 'Cuz sometimes she be buggin' Hard for her to trust me 'Cuz she heard about all tha days I was thuggin' But now she know that it ain't nothin' but gossip You know they jealous, you could tell how they watch us And ma, all they tryin' to do is stop us But you ain't gotta trip no more, if you need me, I got ya Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you To be there for me Baby, I love you, baby, I want you Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you |
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Sometimes ya get happy Sometimes ya get blue No matter the reason A life's about what you do A little by little You make it somehow No use for your worry The time is now These days I'm walking on air Just jump if you dare and we'll fly (we'll fly so high) These days I feel so alive Wherever we fall we'll survive Some people look forward Some people look back It's now that we're living And thats a simple fact Don't ever forget it Don't be confused Don't live to regret it Or you will lose These days I'm walking on air Just jump if you dare and we'll fly (I'll fly so high) These days I feel so alive (I feel so alive) Wherever we fall we'll survive These days I'm walking on air (walking on air) Just jump if you dare and we'll fly (I'll fly so high) These days I feel so alive Wherever we fall we'll survive Whatever we try Whatever we do We live and we die It's all up to you A new life will grow And follow it through And rivers will flow And dreams will come true These days I'm walking on air Just jump if you dare and we'll fly (we'll fly so high) These days I feel so alive Wherever we fall we'll survive (ooh we'll survive) These days I'm walking on air Just jump if you dare and we'll fly (we'll fly so high) These days I feel so alive (I feel so alive) Wherever we fall we'll survive Whatever we try Whatever we do Just jump if you dare and we'll fly Whatever we try Whatever we do Wherever we fall we'll survive These days |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Intro)
Today, we have a serious decision that needs to be made for our family There's a young cat out here that's growing old Quick and fast in our organization And today he must step up and be made And I think you all know Who's this guy mayn? This guy is Silkk, Silkk the Shocker His contribution to the streets has grown so fast he's grown weak. Kay? You know what, this decison must be made now and only now Isn't he young? He's a stand up guy, he's a born leader, he has my blood I was also a young when I started So be it Godfather, please, let me be the one to tell him he's a Made Man Not now, let the Don tell him Dannny Divuchi, bring Silkk to me Godfather, you won't regret it Yo Don, what up with this visit to Okay mayn, have a seat, ju know I'm here to tell you some good news mayn You're a Made Man now, everybody stand up (Silkk) Last Year I was the help, This year I'm the boss You don't like it? F**k ya'll, they'll find ya'll niggas lost F**k with real niggas, mob figures, not tru niggas that's soft I talking about visiting some of you niggas, some of you niggas is talk I always been a made man starting I was a teen Through the streets where I knew how to hustle so the Don put me down on his team Told me ya down to take a chance Ya gotta be down to dirty dance, If so the world can be yours, so I put my life in his hands I know I'm up in the game but I learned quickly Told me to live good but wouldn't give it up when they come to get you Told me never make moves with your heart Never snitch if you get caught, never trust nobody a 100 percent realize anybody can be bought Everybody got a price Money's nothing without power, respect, loyalty it's a way of life You've been chosen to be the Made Man everybody gotta turn but it's rules to this shit that everybody gotta learn So go from poverty to riches before I rule, choose my girl Today it's the streets, tomorrow I rule the world. (Chorus) I want the world the and everything up in it No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit Power, loyalty, respect, from the cradle to the grave I wanted to rule and I did, the day I was made, I'm a Made Man I want the world the and everything up in it No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit Born leader, cradle to the grave I wanted to rule and I got my chance the day I was made, I'm a Made Man (Silkk) I want the finer things, the cars, house, and diamond rings wait patiently cause I know that time will bring it I'm a Made Man touch it no mo, I don't touch no coke I'm a made man, f**k it, I don't even show up for court Judge tried to give me ten pointed the middle finger cause I thought he was trippin I can tell him why every nigga I had beef with, them niggas wind up missing Used to be broke but now it's nothing but dollar signs Used to be convicted felonies but now if I get convicted it's white collar crimes Shit never been nervous, if I was never let it show Cause of my baby face I did a lot of crime but they let me go usually females come to get me never ever leave no witnesses If i gotta do it, it gotta get done, nothing personal just business A Made Man with a vision, learned to master the system My family never seen me, I just send them presents on Christmas I want the world, take trips to Reno stop in the Casino make a lot of loot, have suits designed by Valentino I want the world and everything up in it, when I said it I meant it Time to ride high but this time the sky's the limit Some it feels like my last line, my last rhyme gave the world to little brother never been nothing but the last Don I want the world (Chorus) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(al, I know we from different sides and all
and I ain't even gon lie, I'm a thug but i got a guestion for you could you see yourself fallin for somebody like me what's up? (Chorus) (Mya) So what you wanna do a girl like me, a guy like you what we could do it's whatever baby anything that we want to will i fall for a thug like you (Verse 1) (Silkk) Could you see yourself fallin for somebody like me and um in fact if you could i got money now can you see yourself if you had to move back up in the hood now during sex lay there i'ma have to ask if it's good this rap stuff stressful let's go see if we can relax in the woods when i first met you at the bus stop lookin all shy-like tellin your friend how much that you hated my type but I'm ready to change, I'm willin to put the game on it, put the range on it put powerful things on it sooner or later probably have tattos with my name on it now look i like to live fast, addicted to cash, the 45 on the dash and you know me, if you know me, o.g. i'm down to act bad i need a more than a friend but not quite a relationship a girl when i come off tour i can't wait to get with not the stupid chick the one i probably could vacation with you gotta go somewhere you know what boo go ahead take the six now you gotta make a choice either wrong or right you tried before maybe you just need a thug in your life what's up (Chorus) (Bridge) (Mya) You keep, keep on askin me if I, say if I wanna be with you the tough part is to think i could fall for some body like you (Verse 2) (Silkk) You advanced, took a couple chances and shit chances with bricks, couple chances now you sittin in mansions and shit you done gambled with this thug and won you know what i'm sayin it's thug life cock the glock, pop the glock, drop the top and run I can't change I'm to deep in it so let me know if you wit me can't make no promises but if we make it thru boo then sky's the limit we on the west on the beach, we takin trips to the east takin shoppin sprees 'til they damn near hurt our feet got you a five when you like smashed the four didn't even wreck it you just laid there and scratched the door step out the house it's more like a fashion show anything and everything you want you got that you ain't even gotta ask no more...imagine that (Mya) It never really mattered too much to me that you were just too damn ghetto for me all my girls think i'm not quite ready for you so now i try to sneak away to be with you (Chorus) (Bridge 2) (Silkk) Every woman need a down man (Mya) Every man need a down chick (Silkk) Watch your so-called friends (Mya) Watch them niggas you hang around with (Silkk) I need somebody I can be serious with (Mya) I need somebody I can clown with (Silkk) It's thug love and I think I found it (Chorus) (Mya) Will I fall for this thug Will I fall for a thug like youSilkk) For re |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Master P)
Picture this, any man that hustle because like to is a fool. Any man that hustle because he got to feed his family.... that's a real man.nYou see I hustle because I got feed me family I got families to feed, I got feed my mama, I got to feed big mama, I got to feed my cousin, I got to feed my lil' brother, I got to feed my sister, I got to feed my kids, I got to feed my people. (Chorus) The ghetto's got me hustlin' tryin' to survive the ghetts got me hustlin' tryin' to stay alive. The ghetto get me hustlin' tryin' to survive, and I know I'm goin' to hustle until the day I die. (Master P) UUGGHH!!! It's da black rain to da moon and tears that cause lies see that's the way I felt when my lil' brother died. And some fools say it ain't no justice and other niggaz say it ain't no peace that's why thugs help their on these projects and on these streets. See my daddy made me a dealer and my cousin made me killer. See that's why everything we do, they gonna respect us and feel us And I'm still tryin' to understand why big daddy was with da rest and my nephew on the last counter on da 14th down the car reck. It ain't muthafucker down on dope, on crack, or aids and I see so many ghetto people go to jail and live your life and die like slaves. I got a relative on apeel doin' 25 flat on murder or ride nigga fuck it Johnny Cochran can't fight that. And since I'm black and I'm rich they see to overlook It's me advise first class niggaz tryin' call da police tryin' to book us. Ain't that a bitch, I done made millions and still goin' through a thang That's niggaz ask me P why the fuck you never change. (Chorus) (Silkk The Shocker) It's like I'm rich and poor I open the world and slang dop it's the world changes knowand changes I thorp. I thank all my big brothers with out him I wouldn't made it through so with life on line put all up 4 him so I put that shit on TRU. The ghetto got me caught up, no broken dreams the ghettos trap, I see some on crack, and dope fiends. My hommie, Never did no crime but lien' up in the hearse thank god 4 all that I got from that times can be wrorst. Ever feel like u was swimming, and really was dronin' you ani't wanna smile but your tender smile always see me clownin' I trade my life to make the world better trade everything I got including life to bring back my brother Kevin. See I spit the realist shit tryin' make yo'll feel this shit. Yo'll tryin' put the finger on our side, livin' middle bricks livin' this shit. See I tell you everybody use to ride benzes but we had to ride buggies mom wanted better things for me but private school was way past our budget. So if I'm happy and I'm smilin' and I'm camouflage my problems the only way I can really solve them if I really grab and revolve them. So I grab it and I cocked it I was going to pop it. But I stop, forgot I was rich. what everybody not rich. Every month so close to gettin' no profits my only hustle, I told them to stop it, but can't really knock it. Everybody died up in game everybody tryin' to maintain wall from out da ghetto, close my eyes and still see the pain. Sometimes I just get fed up. To all my souljas worldwide I know its hard to stride. Keep your head up! (Chorus x2) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(feat. Fiend)
(Fiend) Look alive, recognize, my man Shocker Money, power, fame, ya know I'm saying, whatever But listen, who you really do this for Shocker? Tell em what you really do this for (Silkk) This for my thug niggas (huh), what, my drug dealers From the pound to mix around, hard to give you a hug niggas For my key and a half niggas Facing 10 but took a plea for 3 and a half niggas For niggas who look the four corners, sit in the dark Ghetto shit, ghetto niggas, the ones that spit when they talk Shit, nigga put shots, better believe they be hitting your heart I can't stop, everything that I drop what they doing?, hitting the charts This for the real, the fake I just can't respect y'all This for the one with the 3 hearts in the cut only use the phone to make collect calls This for my real niggas that be holding they ground In the middle of the projects, still holding it down For my Thurston House niggas The triple beam niggas The ones that scheme niggas To get the cream niggas I mean the ones by any mean niggas The ones that keep it real, that keep the steel Always survive, gotta ride nigga, creep to chill To all my East niggas, my West niggas my South niggas, my North niggas The ones with no heart niggas the ones that set it off from start niggas The ones like me, that's popping in the game If you tell em once, they ain't listening I come back, and I'm popping them things The ones who put lies in they names, so hit the block See that biggest nigga, tell that, yo, nigga you gotta raise up off the spot You got til 12 o'clock to raise up good bye or I'm coming back with the gauge up For all my niggas that be like Silkk's my dawg For all y'all niggas that be hating, I be like fuck all y'all This for my niggas (Fiend) This my motherfucker, ya heard me? Yeah, Shocker, Shocker, Shocker, yeah. Friend, friend, friend (Sillk) What? Huh? Huh? Huh? This for niggas like P I mean niggas like C Niggas down the bars, niggas that's down to ride for me I put in your chest, put in your vest, put you to death I don't give a fuck, I feel like I'm a second from my last breath Nigga fuck, I mean this is for my niggas who gotta like, pay they rent Before, they just reach in they pocket and all they see is lint This for my niggas Y'all know this for my... (Fiend) Niggas (Silkk) This for my, this for my (Fiend) Niggas (Silkk) This who I do it for, this for my, this for my (Fiend) Keep it moving (Silkk) Yeah, my real niggas and my real bitches (Fiend) Keep it moving, y'all Keep it moving, y'all This for my, this for my (Silkk) My niggas who be thugging, my niggas who be struggling My niggas who be hustling, all my dawgs, I don't care which color This for my real niggas, my ill niggas, my chill niggas My niggas who down and dirty, the ones who get it how they live niggas My niggas with little dough, like T and Little Joe Want to congratulate ya, don't hate ya, 'cause ya got a little more For my No Limit niggas, my project niggas My out there niggas (Where my niggas at?) Respect that nigga (Where my niggas at?) This for my balling niggas, my shot calling niggas All my niggas, especially my New Orleans niggas This is for my rowdy niggas, my bout it niggas (Bounce!) Silkk the Shocker live, (Shocker live nigga) nigga Audi nigga (Shocker live nigga) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Phone Rings)
(Silkk/(Female 1)) Hello (Hello, Hey wassup) I'm just chillin Wassup wit you (Nothin I just was callin to see what you was doing cus you know i have 2 tickets to the game and i wanted to see did you want to go) Well I'm in the studio right now working on this song nahmean? (Oh forreal well go head do your thang) A'ight that's my people on the other line I'm gonna talk you later a'ight (Silkk/(Female 2)) Hello (Hey where you at) at the studio (Man you and that studio make me sick) Man you trippin (You need to come home) FOR WHAT!! (Cuss i need to go shopping) Aight i'm gonna come home right now a'ight (Naw Naw forget it just stay where you at and when you do decide 2 come home bring me a ring or something ) I might change this bullshit man bye man (O'Dell) Chorus Girl I think i wanna be with you But it's something that I just can't do I wanna be faithful See that's just me what i'm going through I know i ought to be with you know i need you but i can't keep you I got to maintain my cool Maybe i'm a fool Can't keep you (Silkk The Shocker) Yo Yo Yo I never was the type to stress Get It off my chest yall can deal if yall was real yall can fill in the rest we both say yes guess we were both like phony jumped in too quick ideally cus we both was lonely we go 2 stores and you never peek at the price Treat you right had a bad day i just greet you with ice you know Silkk The Shocker hang with the thugs and the dealers wasn't the realest Never the type to get in to expressing my feelings I ain't gon lie It wasn't all bad Some was good matter fact it was all that' Sometimes i feel like we just didn't match Found a friend But only friend till then you alwayz came first Never type to creep Alwayz tried to make things work What What Chorus (Silkk The Shocker) I wanna be with you but i can't hope you understand and all Tried to make this thang work Got knocked you'll be the first person i call Now with you can be myself with her it's like i'm living a lie I do everything for her it seems like she never satisfied If i give her 3 karats then she probably want four If I wanna go places then she probably just don't wanna go Now sometimes I feel like we settled in the back of our minds we all feel like we can find something better Now with you it' like you know me Like her she really don't understand me I know I live the way I live But she's all for changing me I don't care for girl with no money When I come home I ain't tryin to cuss Am I asking for much? But I can't sit here and pretend I don't care To have both yall along That wouldn't be fair So if it's a puzzle I think I maybe just missing a clue Leave or Stay? God tell me what's a nigga to do What What What Chorus till fade |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
Chorus:
Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do (Mia X) It's all because of you I know what hot boys do and that's why I don't trust 'em I make sure it's all about me ain't even trying to love 'em cuz I know you're type hot boys don't wanna do right Screwing everything then have the nerve to wanna have a good wife nah bump that baby get ya sneakers and ya beeper let the door knob hit ya I bought this house ya heard me I'ma shine without ya mista it's the biggest Mama Mia X independent bringing weight to the table I'm financial stable and able to let you know what I'm not gone tolerate pay for everything I got you can't throw shit in my face wait a minute let me finish my name ain't Sparkle no promises from ten years ??? Sees nothing but the chase sees one kind of mista on a mission paper chasing building things with a sister I get caught up in my rapture ??? got you like a groupie gimp but you ain't getting inside ride with me oh no floss of my dough floss me on your arm boo I don't think so fantasize about the sex even lie on your I suck what rode who nah I ain't that chick think yall can screw beaucoup hoes same time have a wife giving broads two bills they think they living the life I rather stack my own digits make my world and spin in and call you just another citizen living in it ya heard me? Chorus: Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do (Silkk) It's all because of you I know what women they do and umm... everything my homie said turned out to be tru either ya too easy or ya too greedy I can't figure it out I'm like forget it who need it if I wasn't Silkk the Shocker would like really try to sweat me I always had girls but not like Halle and Vanessa calling me on three talking about how they gon' do me shit I love my fans but I ain't gone be messing with yall groupies or either you hoochies coming to my concert talking about Silkk if you bout it you would and showing me they coochie I'm like back up but see I might mess with em put my trust in em I just trust em to be women ya heard me? now see my car and she was like I ain't got no plans see my crib and stuff and she was like I ain't got no man if I give her a gift she be like girl that fool is laying if I give her a kiss she be like that's my man he love he just be playing so I might give you a gift but don't think I'm a trick I just like to treat real women like they my number one chick but I know when a women ain't tru black so when she mess up Ibe like I already knew that you why cuz women do that ya heard me? Chorus: Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: It's all be-cause of you I know what women do Mia X: It's all because of you I know what hot boys do Silkk: It's all because of you I know what women do and everything homie said bout you was tru what (Mia X) Mama Mia KL on the cut and Mister Silkk the Shocker QB on the beat box |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
Silkk (Fiend):
NO LIMIT (4X) (Nigga spell that shit you represent, Shocker) N-O-L-I-M-I-T (What kind of ride you got from all that hard workin, boy) Range Rovers, Lex Rollers, Benz, Lexus, Jeeps, Jets (What's the type of bitch niggas No Limit don't fuck with) Fake, snitch, jive hatter, punk, sucka, busta, coward (What kind of niggas you love to make your money with) Thugs, Gs, ridas, soldier, ballers, playas, hustlers, money makers (And what's that feddy, what's that name for that feddy) Scratch, scrilla, mulla, doe, paper, duckets, cheese, green (Now Silkk bust that made man shit) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yo, yo, I come into the room like I was high on dope Shit's Bitter Rhymes out till my mutha fucka's call time out(time out) I'm a tank dog plus I bank yall, plus I outrank yall Like I can't ball, what the fuck yall niggas thank dog I ain't sure I can't fall, nigga Bodies full of tatoos, break all the rules Too much to lose, I can't fall So nigga how u want me to do it, mean how ya want me to rap Want it fast flow, ROWDY, or laid back(shit) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Silkk)
?? how I miss my homies so I don't expect y'all to understand this Cause y'all ain't never lost nobody But imagine the closest person to you See everybody feel it But some of us Feel it more than the rest Just think about it It only add More to the stress I try to live my life day by day And ignore the rest It's so FUCKED UP I can feel life More than I feel death Split second And picture The family's being torn I gotta tell my little nephew His dad wasn't around To see him being born When we get older Playing with our kids He just sittin' all alone You know what his last birthday wish was He wishes daddy come home And while I'm at the funeral Contemplating sittin' in strap He looked up to me Gave me a hug and asked me "Silkk, where my daddy at?" Question I couldn't answer Tell him a vacation And somehow I wish If I tell him this enough Maybe one day He just might forget (Chorus) I guess I'll be seeing you At the end of the road (end of the road, I'll see y'all there) You know it ain't easy Lettin' my homie go (end of the road, I'll see y'all there |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
Halloway and (Silkk the Shocker) Chorus
Everybody wants to be a mobb figga It takes more than soldier gear, to be a soldier, nigga Boy you ain't a gansta, unless you down to ride (Silkk the Shocker), Made Man, (GC), wise guys x2 Silkk the Shocker: I'm in to win it, sky's the limit, nigga I ball till I fall I got a click full, its like fuck it, I'm lettin loose all If you real, you real, if you fake, you fake, ya'll niggas tryin to be hard But the problem is you be tryin too hard It's Silkk the Shocker and GC, meet me uptown Third ward, CP, apartment 3B We mobb niggas, we made niggas to real niggas, to rich niggas Bitch nigga, to the cave nigga Now ya'll really wanna play nigga If you going be a soldier, then be a soldier If you wanna be a thug, then be a thug Make the right call, can't be a killa and drug dealer, tasty, lights off You gotta be ready to go all out for the clout Four in a half, no doubt If it's a showdown you gotta be prepared to go down Real niggas make the world go round And what Chorus x2 Valerio: It take more than them boys and where you from to call yourself a click Nigga we deep as the abyss Its all about that foolishness Just let me cross the niggas sayin they want a piece of the GC's When I release these, I engage to they fucking species So me me at the BATTLEFIELD motherfucker Still bout that blocka blocka, still bout that bucka bucka Still runnin with the hustlers, the gangstas, the killas The flossers, the ballers, the fucking made niggas Spade: Fucking round right up a mobsta, no second guessin Most notorious in my profession, murder, no question Ghetto Commission, oh we made niggas, respect the flame Thats burnin motherfuckers out the game, ain't nothing but a thang Mafia reign for '99, niggas sportin such thangs A pinky rings and the rolies with the diamond bling Its a money thang, syndicated crime at it's finest We got NOPD and the feds runnin behind us Chorus x2 Halloway: These niggas practice what they preach, fucking beef with Silkk theShocker Mistah Mistah mistah Halloway, just call a fucking proverb Split you like you in trama (you want drama) From the waste up, to the face down, I'm a fuck around, and that's a motherfucking My glock goes bang bang, buck when I fuck We pullin rain, read them diamonds on my takn, nigga that means bank No Limit, no gimmick, we made motherfuckers, make you spin We bout to take over the world, if you test us, bitch you finished My images is dredlocks and glasses, straight up whippin niggas asses You fuck wione nigga in dis click, and you gettin dealt with by themasses We in court and outta court for putting niggas on life support We ain't about to face no time, bitch we mobsters, we got judges bought Chorus x2 (Silkk the Shocker) Fuck Motherfucking wise guys nigga Made man nigga Organized crime, ya heard me |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(silkk the shocker)
Yeah I got love for the world, east, west, north I gotta do this one for the hood, ya heard me? So when y'all ask me where I'm from This is where I'm from So fake niggas don't ask me no shit (mp) Man what the f**k you mean where I'm from nigga? You know where I'm from and how I come No limit nigga represent it 'cause I'm in it Check this shit out gangster made no limit Southside, we be them southside niggas From the southside, we be them southside niggas (3x) (c-murder) I'm a killer from new orleans Smoking weed, selling quarters Tru niggas count bank Leave you dead up in a stank Ask the colonel I'm the captain of this motherf**king army Young niggas getting killed if they try to f**k they homie Ask the world if we bout it Ask my block if I'm rowdy No limit tatted on my arm Only dead niggas doubt it Niggas fighting on my verse when I mothaf**king curse From the ghetto to the clubs all I see is mean mugs From the southside, we dem southside niggas (4x) (silkk the shocker) Picture me giving f**k about these niggas feelings Mean mugs nigga ain't nothing but 7 figure thugs And niggas still fighting in clubs nigga, what Say the wrong words Talking bout throw yo hood up And matter a fact That bitch whoa now, throwing up the third Nigga, nigga, nigga, two guns usually how I walked the streets Take everything steep that means I don't be flossing no beats So I give a f**k if you do, give a f**k if you don't like'em I say ahhhh and everybody start fighting, ( what's up ) Nigga murder murder and kill kill the shit is real Guard yo grill Nigga what, straps up Niggas getting they caps filled I'm thugged out Niggas fight till the blood out Nigga used to be playing in the clubhouse Now he comin out the drug house Nigga what it's dirty south Ya heard about Nigga murder clout We ain't playing Nigga what cha saying We can squash it We can go the dirty route Nigga what Knuckle up knuckle up If you fake knowing ya get snuck If you ain't from here don't throw that shit up South side From the southside, we dem southside niggas (4x) (silkk the shocker) Ain't right in this bitch I'm trying to get hype in this bitch F**k some shit up Have my niggas fighting and shit You f**k with me that shits likely to happen Nigga I'm a mothaf**king thug Nigga I don't really like to be rapping I'm from the mothaf**king city where niggas like to be jacking I don't play low I play right in the middle of shit 'cause I like to be scrapping We ain't nothing but some southside motherf**king niggas, So I come thru I'm coming thru with some southside niggas come with us Motherf**kers respected or check it You know how we do it Come thru motherf**ker we used to it Southside niggas, what Southside, we be some southside niggas Southside, we be some southside niggas Southside, we be |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Snoop Dogg)
Yo.. and this is No Limit records I am Snoop D-O motherfuckin double G Partyin with my ??? Silkk The Shocker You a made man now nigga Yeah (Silkk The Shocker) Year round party Yall get em up, get it up What up Snoop? (Snoop Dogg) Wake up, jump out of bed and get dressed My life is a mess, naah better yet it's a test I snatched the chopper from the coppers then put on my vest Life's a baseball game out west Oh yes, you rockin with the best, the S N double O-P, your grandmama know me So for all my homegirls and all my homies Ain't no limit picnic and it's on me Our world is G so roll with me And Silkk The Shocker and grab some gin for this vodka Got summertime rockin for your jeeps and trucks Big June Bug in the house, what up Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me And niggas givin dat cause they ride with me (Snoop Dogg/(Silkk The Shocker)) We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill (give it up, get it up) All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill (give it up, get it up) We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill (give it up, get it up) All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real (Silkk The Shocker) Yo yo yo It ain't nothin but a N-O L-I-M-I to the T Party, so all my dogs could ride with me Hopped out the drop, the drivers side of course You seen me somewhere before, you did, probably was in the Vibe or the Source You know what I do when it's time to floss I'm a do it, you know I ain't got time to talk But I see somethin in the corner and she lookin kinda fly I tell my dog Snoop (psst psst) man you might as well go ahead and stop me (Lemme holla at you dog) She done met up with a star, eye contact I nodded, she nodded back, then we met up at the bar I told her I keep ice on my wrist, tight keep ice on my chin And I'll still respect you tommorow, and tonight I hit it But you only got a couple minutes to choose And my time is like dollars so I only got a couple minutes to lose In a minute I'm a hop in my ride, if you in this cool If not ya gotta make a decision by the time I finish my food Now what (Snoop Dogg/(Silkk The Shocker)) We goin throw a barbecue so niggas light the grill (give it up, get it up) All my dogs invited so you know we goin get ill (give it up, get it up) We goin throw a barbecue so ladies light the grill (give it up, get it up) All my dogs invited so you got to keep it real (Silkk The Shocker/(Snoop Dogg)) Now I used to be on the block, now I'm in the drop chillin with Snoop But I walk through the door I feel animosity (oh you feelin it too) Probably cause we say our name we could be stealin they booth Probably cause I'm platinum, we dark, could be chillin at two (The south west connect, big chains on our neck Boy give us respect, yall shit on deck) Aight Snoop, you got the weed (yeah) and I got the liquor (fa sho) Meach got the food but who got the strippers (I dont know) Cause ain't no party like the ones we drove (whassup) And um, ain't no cars like the ones we drove And um, ain't no dollars like the ones we fold When we give somethin, call us, it's outta control (So whether it's summertime, winter, spring or fall Look for somethin big from Silkk and Top Dogg) We party with nothin but bud, nothin but thugs East to west, peep the best, keep it stress, nothin but love (yeah) Fuck (Snoop Dogg/(Silkk The Shocker)) We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill (give it up, get it up) All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill (give it up, get it up) We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill (give it up, get it up) All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real (give it up, get it up) (Silkk The Shocker) Ain't nothin but a party baby G'z out here goin crazy How the world goin even fade us Either love or hate us Ain't nothin but a party baby Two low down G'z goin crazy Yeah Ain't nothin but a, huh And my cell phone goin off in this bitch, what Yeah ha We ain't even trippin dog Shoutout to the whole world What This the end Till next time I'm out |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"Murder" (feat. Big Ed, Master P) Y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit? (Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue) Y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower (my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh! (Chorus (2X):) Murder, murder, murder, murder 187, cause I don't give a fuck (Silkk) Well, it's time to ride, slide them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad I'm a fuck you nigga you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes (Chorus (2X)) (Master P) Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla Break me off proper, gun in that doctor Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder Down South hustla, West Coast ruler 3rd Ward villian, I'm in the killin They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin Ice cream slangin, And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin? They could stop, a nigga from comin up They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks Independent, and black owned But still got more money than Al Capone Y'all niggaz can't stop a killa, A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala But if they shoot, did up with police Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East And call me Mr. Paul Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me (Chorus (2X)) (Big Ed) Niggaz, they want to start some stack but if they stack then let it be started And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it When I pop ya with this heart rock make your heart stop cause I'm bout it Jack you like a New Jersey drive My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes See the barrel knows where the bullet go and then we smash off in that 4 by 4 See we rolled on ya set and then bucked A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin It might be your ho we tossin Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin (Chorus (2X)) Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets. No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker. This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches (soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama) to the East Coast (to the West Coast) to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston) to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia, Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix) To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere. Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha. But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass (watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187 (a 187) Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!) Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy) cause the sreets is real. Believe that. |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"I Ain't Takin No Shorts" (Master P--Talking) Told y'all Y'all should of never let No Limit in this muthafucka Cuz once we get in, we be takin over shit An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya) (Silkk the Shocker) I'm bout the baddest nigga, no doubt From West to the South, back to ya house Nigga in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???) Nigga, I'm on bitches, qucikly Niggas can't stick me they tries but they dies They'll fuck around, I ain't lyin, fuck wit me, you out yo' mind I'll slap you wit my right hand and I'm still writin wit it Hands quicker than lightnin but fuck fightin Bread, ice is why I'm slicin cake You niggas need to bow down to the street king from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe) (Master P:) (Where dat at?) Bitch that's it New Orleans Face like an 8th Grader, ain't the bigga nigga, a wind might blow But while I'm here, a deaf person won't fuck wit me if they don't know Man, No Limit run this bitch like a marathon Bitch, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone How da fuck y'all gon' fade me? How da fuck y'all gon' play me? Thats how we made it, from knockin niggas out Who try to fuckin play me Y'all think y'all could but y'all can't Thats money in the bank, how da fuck y'all gon' stop a Tank (Chorus:) I ain't takin no shorts Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game Bitch I'm still the man (Silkk the Shocker) I say hustler, fuck these busters Who da fuck gon' stop me? None of y'all Bitches be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y'all Cuz y'all some tricks Stop trickin these hoes stop bitchin these hoes Punk ass niggas be havin dicks Y'all need to have clicks you punk ass hoes I stay posted from sun-down to sun-up, you run up, you get done up Best believe the spot get hot like summer Cuz I be the man, look deep into my eyes Bitch y'all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy Mr. like shoot it out wit the police Mr. I gives a fuck, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key Birds, you haven't heard? I'm from that 3rd, bitch when shit get bad I put the dope up my stars on the curb An start hittin fools, in the dice game I might man, hit 'em all night man Cuz I'm all night long gone off that fuckin night train No doubts, I'm in the house, outs the back when the police hit No doubt they can't catch me, I'm out this bitch (Chorus) (Silkk) I'm the man I'm the man I'm the man (Who's the man?) I'm the man! |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"I Represent" (Silkk--Whispering) Wassup Its time, bitch Where you from? I represent Casket ridin bitch Fuck off (Silkk the Shocker) I'm from that land of the gun slangers So I get up early in the morning an exercise nothin but my gun finger, my one finger I ain't no big ol' nigga but I still get paid That's all I need is my trigger finger to squeeze the mack (Bloom!) I'm layin niggas dead in the bushes These niggas be comin up short I gives a fuck (What are they?) A bunch of rookies Nigga, it's time to go, it's time to flow (It's time to ride) Nigga I hit yo' block, it's time to go! Nigga I'm from the land where niggas they shoot (Uptown!) Niggas ain't all bout that talkin, we down to do shit When it's time to ride best believe I'm gon' ride An if you on the wrong side, it's on, down to die (Chorus:) I represent I represent I represent (Where you from nigga?) I represent I represent I represent I represent I represent I represent (Bout gettin mine) (Silkk the Shocker) I'm up early on the dope spot 3rd Ward nigga, I stay hard, nigga, I do shit (Watch yo' back) Best believe nigga I stay hard If I'm in that Bay, nigga its Rich-Town If down South, nigga, the 3rd Ward I'm best at bein a hustler, I'm all about my mail Be on the block wit the crack rock, tryin to get most mail Whole sale if I gots to, chopper close cuz niggas be tryin to show stop us But nigga I be some real niggas thats down to ride (TRU!) A project full of niggas who down to die! What the fucks next? What the fucks up? I roll thru yo' block nigga, an post up An stand up on yo' set, bitch You step outta line, thats when the Teck's gon' hit ya (Bloom!) Split yo' ass in half, like a tree Chop you, an box you down, an smoke you like some bitch |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"No Limit Party" (feat. Master P, Mia X) Ungh! (let's get ready to rumble) Where ya from? Where ya from? (ya heard me) That 3rd Ward. Time to start this fight, you fuckin right Bitch, get off me, buckle up nigga! (Chorus:) Who run this bitch, we run this bitch That bout it shit, we started this shit Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party I'm a No Limit Soldier for life So fuck ya'll bitches (fuck y'all niggaz) Fuck ya'll bitches (fuck y'all niggaz) Cause all hoes suck dick (All niggaz lick lips) (Mia X) Nigga, I bet you gotta bitch on the side But I gotta 9 on mine and it's about that time That I spit the game like it's supposed to be spat Cause niggaz ain't worth shit except for lickin cat And fixin flats, after I done stuck yo shit Cause I'm the wrong ghetto bitch to be fuckin with The roughest bitch, you wouldn't wanna bust them, bitch If I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin, bitch And puffin, bitch, and yes I'm known to suck some quick Cause I done told you once before the ladies run this shit We run this shit, ever since the last true lick And yet ya punks still screamin all hoes suck dick But fuck that shit, cause niggaz love to suck them lips And lick that clit, and pay yo bitch to lay yo bitch To say they hit, ho stuntin ass tricks Uh uh, sweatin tired sayin they quit Is that it? Now ain't that fake No stars for your chest, I coulda had a V8 Mia X is known to take a nigga for his keys and Gs Government and cum and then they extra fun Cause all niggaz buy pussy, cry for pussy, lie for pussy Live for pussy, steal for pussy Rap for pussy, kill for pussy Even though they try to stunt They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy cunt Up front, when a nigga start to trip Ha ha, laugh dead in they face cause they just talkin shit (Do the ladies run this muthafucka, hell, yeah) Do the niggaz run this muthafucka, hell, yeah (Chorus) Bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Buckle up, nigga, here it go, nigga Buckle up, nigga, here it go, nigga (Silkk) I'm so gangstafied, stay high till I die Smoke for free, I reply not with me Cause I get cheese, Nothin comes free but this dick and gum I be fresh up outta gum, cause I be to my last one Ya'll niggaz got the game backwards, Buyin dinner then fuck I fucks first, and say fuck dinner Then I hits and cut Because if you want to get paid, be a hooker See this ho, run and borrowin nothin But dope, money, and pussy Now niggaz sell dope to make money to spend on hoes But I, fucks hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes ? from head to toe, Converse on my feet You call me young Spanish flyer I took them hoes in heat Now I'm a peep this game, as I see the game unfold Now hoes be tryin to get for the money The whole truck load, but fuck hoes Then I duck, cut, hit em then I slit em I spit game to em, and then I bet you I'ma get em I fucks one hoe two hoe three hoe four And if I get some condoms, I'ma fuck some more Now if you know Silkk, you know that I be plottin Your girlfriend, she be down I catch her on the rebound like I was robbin her (Chorus) So fuck ya'll hoes (suck these holes) Fuck ya'll hoes (suck these holes) Ain't no party like a No Limit party I'm a No Limit soldier for life So buckle up, nigga, guard your grill, nigga Here go the trigga, duck down, nigga (Blue!) (Master P) Bitch you bout, bout what, suckin dick? I ain't gon tell ya partnas that you did me and my homey in You bitches is crazy, tryin to have my baby Sniffin on my riches, ho, suck some daisies I'm spreadin rumors on you hoes like I'm in social clubs What about me, you, yo sista in my bathtub You lookin fine in yo DKNY Versace on yo eyes, ? bags on yo side Yo bitch don't get rolled, and yo earrings hang side to side Yo rent no Lexus, damn, let's go take a ride Cause if you was a part on a car you'd be a fender Cause underneath all that expensive shit bitch you a pretender If suckin dick was a crime, you'd get 25 to life Oh , Miss Thang, I ain't mad at you for bein with somebody else Why, see I'm from the south, I keep hoes in the chicken coop I got bitches lined up in they birthday suit You want me to cum in your pussy, I'm a cum in your throat And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho Cause all hoes suck dick I ain't Too $hort, but fuck you, bitch (Chorus) So fuck you hoes (fuck them niggaz) Fuck you hoes (fuck them niggaz) Shake that ass, ho (trick that cash, ho) Bounce that azz, bitch (break me off, bitch) (Chorus) So ride the dick, ho (grow a dick, bitch) I say ride this dick, ho (eat this clit, bitch) Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from, where ya from Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from? Get em up (if you from Down South) Get em up, get em up, get em up Get em up (if you from the west coast) Get em up, get em up, get em up, Get em up (if you from the east coast) Get em up, boot it up, boot it up Show the gold! (cause niggaz Down South ain't takin no shit) Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from? When I say bitch, you say get off me Bitch (get off me) Bitch (get off me) Bitch (get off me) bitch Bitch (get off me) bitch Do the niggaz run this muthafucka? Hell, yeah (Do the ladies run this muthafucka?) (Hell, yeah) Muthafuckin No Limit party, nigga (Ungh!) nigga |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"Free Loaders" (feat. Master P) (Chorus:) Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes And these hoes won't ride wit me... But these hoes can't ride fo free (2x) (Silkk) Well check this out, I slips on in I dips on in, she be thinkin ride home I be like holiday inn, because y'all can't ride for free believe me, so just when you see me It just ain't gone be that easy Now you think you can ride free? I pay fo the gas you don't give up the ass nigga please, cause I be a hustla Must I spell em all in abc's Or do you get the picture don't make me hit cha But I don't hits to run, I hits fo fun Smash it like Daz,and they gets the guns Cause I ain't no joke They can ride fo' free I can't drive fo' free, please! (Chorus:) Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes And these hoes won't ride wit me... But these hoes can't ride fo free These hoes want daiquris, but daiquris aint free These hoes won't smoke my weed, but weed don't come fo free.... (Silkk) Wassup... (Girl) Nuthin much... (Silkk) Seeya Later.... (Girl) Thats up to you.... (Silkk) Get in a bucket then... (M. P.) Y'all hoes betta recognize, cindarella ass bitches! (Silkk) You be like, "What's yo name?" I be like, "What's mine?" I could conversate but bitch right now I ain't got that much time (Girl) Can you buy me a drink? (Silkk) Yeah, I buy one... (Girl) How about some cavaci on the rocks (Silkk) Nah, some gin and rum. I want somthin you sip off, somthin you can sip off, somthin when you sip off, clothes jus gonna slip off You know how I runs that, I gives that, I do's that, I did that, I done that And that's how it's gon' continue to be... Haaaaaa... none of you girls can ride fo free Rides wit me no that's a damn shame... That's how it is a damn shame, dollar up on my damn fame (Chorus:) Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes And these hoes won't ride wit me... But these hoes can't ride fo' free They wanna go out and eat, but these hoes get Mickey D's These hoes they wanna be seen, but they can't be seen with me (Silkk) You hoes better wake up and smell the coffee You must have took a wrong turn because you lost me And nuthin come fo free... I'm a rider so between them thighs it be me You gots to watch how who you take home That's nice she look like Halle Berry and today she look like Grace Jones The first I didn't wanna... on they plate but after that they want like lobster and steak Now the club be the best place, they work be the worst place Nine times outta ten I never been past the first date Yeah see it's like this I'm mackin bad If you wanna get taxi hoes, call up a cab (Master P) Yeah Bitch, jump in a muthfuckin bucket Cause you'll never ride in Benz But I ain't mad at you You know what I'm sayin cause you got a nigga gettin your hair done gettin yo nails done But me and my little brother Silkk We gon' reverse the game on you bitches You know what I'm sayin bitch You can take me to the barber shop you can put some muthafuckin gold around my fingers You can put some muthafuckin gold around my neck (Chorus:) Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes And these hoes won't ride wit me... But these hoes can't ride fo' free They wanna have sex with me But girl my dick ain't free And if you want this meat, it's goin fo' forty G's (Master P) Yeahhhh....Wassup Silkk Nigga layin it down like a G Mo B Dee... And you know me Master P I'm in the motherfuckin hizouse And motherfuckers P stand fo' pimpin, playin, pushin Whatever the fuck you wanna call it I'ma let y'all nigga know three thangs I'ma never gon' do... I'm never gon' trust a bitch I'm never gon' trust a hoe I'm never gon' let pussy come between me and my partner because motherfuckin skirts is to be shared Ya heard me, remember that playa Never let a bitch get in the way of you and your money But pussy... I can get pussy anytime, believe that |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"1 Morning" (Silkk the Shocker) Woke up one morning, hang over from last night I was drunk as fuck plus I was throwin up, an my eyes was like hella tite Waked up out my bedroom, nigga still reachin for a sack I hads to make me some mail, so I stepped out the door An fo' i did I went back an grabbed my... strap I be whippin some shit, nigga gimme some shit nigga triplin some shit, nigga flippin some shit You got some yayo, give it here I triple that shit for only fifty percent See bitch I be like Seven-Eleven, like the liquor store Stop the car, dropped it out, nigga what y'all hittin fo' Nigga, wassup, yeah I might man, keep it tight man It be like Charles Barkley I be hittin three four, all day in the dice game Man, it's cool, but umm, some of these niggas be faulty Game be salty, wanna run up on me, I'ma have to toss him See y'all be trippin but I don't be slippin Pop a clip in when I'm blastin an best believe I don't be missin It's that nigga - wassup, playa, niggas get fucked Playa haters get bucked, so wussup? Bitch it be A, B, C, D, E Yo the last letter be me, a straight G I keep busters on they back, keep 'em flat that Nigga, wassup, one-times'll try to check ya, I'm at that Woke up this mornin, something didn't feel right Look to my side cuz I felt some thighs Musta been the girl I met at the club last night I had to look twice, damn nigga, I was just like what? Seen some drawers on the floor, and a condom on my dick and I knew last night I musta fucked |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"How We Mobb" (feat. Master P) (Master P--Talking) Haha Ungh! Once a-muthafuckin-gain, me an my nigga Silkk We gon' show y'all how we mobb No Limit for life, how we do this shit West Coast style nigga, from down South, to the muthafuckin hills Y'all niggas better recognize, y'all better fuckin recognize (Master P) I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name I'm in it for the money, fuck these bitches an the fame Cuz when you broke bitches get ghost like sideways, like gold daytons rollin up the highway On my way to the town to take some cizash, an if you shizort bitch you in the bizag I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin dank An still tryin to make a dollar outta fifteen cents Got the Cutlass full of coffee for no evidence It's a drought but I got ice cream 16 five, everyday, all day hit me on the door knob Cuz we be ballin, bitch we be haulin, got chickens up the highway from New Orleans An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal, an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo' grill Cuz No Limit in this to win this, an got a million soldiers ready to handle business (Chorus) 6 deep is how we mobb, an we tru (Ungh!) but we'll kill if we have to (Silkk the Shocker) Been on the block in the Bay, nigga hop by the tre Nigga stop at eight, early chop the cake, but not today cock the K, cuz these busta ass niggas know we not to play Say hello to the Richmond nigga, East Bay killa Down South thrilla, quick to fill ya, wit more shells than the sea More mail than the post office, these lyrics an dope keep me stayin up like it was coffee Now stop, pause, take a look East Bay nigga crook, seven E deuce cut Ready to buck on any nigga that steps up I be the man, understand this, skanless niggas get fucked up Number one on Billboard, bitch, y'all niggas still tryin to come up Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo, ready to rumble, ready to tumble Yo' girlfriend outta line, I'ma catch her like Columbo Tongue twistin like an Uzi, y'all niggas can't do me (Boo-yah, bad man) Y'all watch too many fuckin movies (Chorus) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"Ain't Nothing" (feat. Mo B. Dick) (Chorus: Mo B. Dick) New Orleans hoes, Baton Rouge hoes Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes Oakland hoes, Frisco hoes Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes Chi-Town hoes, Mississippi hoes Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes Carolina hoes, Tennessee hoes Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes (Silkk the Shocker) Another day, another show Another state, another hoe My fault, my homie, your girlfriend is walking Man, uh, she should of been at stage up at my show Man, yo' girl's a hoe, man You need to get with the program On a slow jam I be like knockin boots But, um, raise up the skirt an I be kockin who? Maybe it's your girlfriend, I can't really tell they all look the same It be hoes comin in different, shapes, an sizes, what's her name? I don't know, but um, maybe it's Brenda It could of been Rochel, my homie told me that he hit her Now a hoe comes a dime-a-dozen It could be yo' baby mama, or it could be yo' baby mama's cousin But it's just like I'm tryin to stay Tru cuz a hoe is hoe an it might be yo' boo (True!) Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (Chorus) (Silkk the Shocker) Once a hoe, always a hoe All of a sudden she's a virgin, hell no Fa sho I comes to town, on Greyhound, never that First class all the way so I'm lookin for something to tap Yo' girl friend is the closest I see, man it ain't coincidence But um, I gots to like represent, put it down for my dead presidents I be a hustler for life, I got yo' baby mama at the crib I don't know wassup but I gots to give what she wants she wants it from the back She gon' hollar my name, not yo' name (Oh Silkk!) It's all the same as yo' game I plays her for whatever though (What about my ride?) Never though (Please?), never hoe See the relationships I'm in I only deal wit like one I likes to fucks an get up an plus they mad keep it much tighter I mess their hair up, he gets they hair fixed I drive the wheels, he pays the bills Cuz all hoes suck dick (You ain't talkin to me), yeah I'm talkin to you, bitch Cuz all girls ain't bitches but all bitches is hoes grown I don't know you cuz you got cha clothes on (Chorus) (Silkk--Talking) West Side hoes, East Side hoes All them hoes ain't nothin but hoes I mean South Side hoes, North Side hoes All them hoes ain't nothin but hoes I mean them droopy ass hoes, them broke ass hoes All them hoes aint nothin but hoes I mean, I mean I mean all them hoes ain't nothin but hoes I mean Wassup, dawg This ya boy Silkk, knaw'm sayin Now look, peep this song out I ain't sayin all girls are hoes but um, Ms. Tucker or should I say Ms. Lawrence Tucker, check this out They say hoes don't exist You ain't been in my neighborhood but um, all the real girls know, check this out If they ain't hoes they gon' laugh at this song An if you ain't laughin that's tellin you one thang You a hoe, an if this song offends you, then what's that sayin? You's a hoe, so, check ya self |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"Ghetto Tears" (feat. Master P) dear God can ya save me if you can't save me, save our babies (we trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry life is hard and I see that every day, just so many ghetto tears in the ghetto) age 11 looking out of a ghetto building mom and 5 of us little ghetto children I ain't never knew wrong from right growing up off my life, thinking Adidas had 4 stripes so my uncle tried to warn us told us not to do drugs, but yesterday I saw him on it see in my hood it ain't no love age 13, seen my auntie o.d. on drugs the neighborhood hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a clothes hanger I seen on of my neighbors try everything but couldn't make it came home one day killed his whole family I guess he couldn't take it I give back, even if it ain't nothing big look at my grandma, terminal disease only got months to live they tell us we ain't gonna be nothin gave my homie 25 years I shed tears for all my peers (chorus:) dear god can ya save me if you can't save me, save our babies so many ghetto tears my people cry you ain't supposed to question God but I'm asking why so many ghetto tears my people cry through out the years, my people shed ghetto tears my people shed ghetto tears, through out the years the ghetto's like a headache, one big ol migrane tryin to stay high till I die tryin to like hide the pain my homey mama died and didn't know it when she died he committed suicide my homie jumped up off the sixth floor maybe it's too late for me since I'm still here, I'm kinda glad to be been in and out of jail since i was 12 life been hectic since mama had me I have to ask myself the simple question why it's so hard to live but yet so easy to die with this simple question Lord can you help me just tryin to live large and wealthy from these card that you dealt me I used to ask ?, but now they ask me life passed em up, I wonder will life pass me cause it really ain't no love for us ghetto kids for all the dirt that I did I don't think I'll find where heaven is I wonder why they won't panic and try to ban it probably cause they scared of it I just dont understand it (CHORUS) how could you carry a kid for 9 months black she had a baby boy but while she she was pregnant she was smoking crack how could you rape and abouse your kids how could you committ incest and say you love your kids they ain't ask to be here, they ain't ask to see here slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure that's why they can't see clear from the cradle to the grave or from the cemetary to the penatentary life is so hard now bet ya leave it (CHORUS) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"MR." (feat. Master P) (Master P) Mother fucking M - R - period MR. Master P MR. No Limit Records Cause we selling shit out the walls My nigga Silkk Ya'll gonna call him MR. Silkk the Shocker After this mother fucking shit Ya'll better believe that MR. Mother fucking M - R - period Don't call that nigga shit (Silkk the Shocker) Check this out (Master P) Yah heard me? (Silkk the Shocker) MR. lady-hitter MR. hit the momma and the baby sister MR. creep to the house while you out and hit the baby-sitter WHAT? You don't wanna mess with me MR. like jaw-shaker MR. always been bad MR. always wanna tag MR. like umm law-breaker MR. sneak on up Or should I say MR. like rob a nigga MR. No Limit affiliated Or should I say MR. like mob figure MR. like trigger happy Or should I say MR. like gun powder MR. I don't love them hoes MR. I be finished in like 1 hour MR. always wear a condom Or should I say MR. like Latex Never go bare I don't care MR. call me like safe sex MR. Silkk Or should I say MR. I'ma shock the world If you can't find your old lady MR. I got your girl MR. Versache wear MR. I got you there MR. infared Where ever the dot go MR. I'm gonna pop you there MR., MR., MR. who I be If you can't call me MR. DON'T CALL ME! (Chorus x3) MR. Call me what the fuck you want MR. As long as you got MR. in front See I be quick with them hands So you can call me MR. handy man My brother MR. ice cream You can call me MR. candy man MR. money maker MR. honey taker MR. funeral director Turn a nigga off MR. under taker MR. i got em cheap So you can call me MR. wholesale MR. its the for sure sale Got girls from California like Oakdale You might see me here You might see me there But I be in like two places I be mugging I be smiling MR. like two faces I got a house thats white And D.C. ain't my resident It's like I run the whole world So I don't know why you call MR. president MR. like cocaine MR. key but never dope MR. if I had a drugstore be a pharmacist on the block MR. dopeman MR. like glock hood If i was army MR. tops off To my block MR. black hole MR. if you ain't got my money MR. shop closed (Chorus x3) Bitch I ain't no boy man I don't play with toys man Unless you wanna count this AP 9 sitting up in my draws man Take a pause man Bitch I'm all man How you know that shit nigga? Ask your girl Last night I was up in them draws man MR. like tough that MR. like rough neck MR. break head boards fool MR. like rough sex MR. like 2 for 20 MR. like St. Ides downer If your sac ain't fat fool MR. i'm gonna straight up clown ya MR. Lexus MR. diamond ring and necklace MR. hoopties and wreckless MR. like Bone Bigger than Texas Never no MR. peace keeper Move like the MR. grimreaper When I come looking for you MR. heat seeker And when I find you MR. street sweeper What? And when you see me You best not be tripping You bet it be Silkk Or you best call me like MR. (Chorus x2) (Silkk the Shocker) MR., MR., MR. Ha ha ha (repeat until fade) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"It's Time To Ride" (feat. Master P) (Silkk the Shocker) Some shit jumpped off about 12 o'clock I was like Post on the block Open up shop Try to get away from the cops To get some rocks Some nig came through in a cutlass Mugging this Throwing up signs and riding slow Fuck this I'ma leave that nigga stanking What the fuck could he be thinking I'ma leave them eyes closed before he blinking 187 thats what I be after Chop em up and halfs like fractions Nigga master murderer Killing niggas all if I gots ta Breaks them off propa With choppas And popsta First nigga I see that resemble the driver of that cutlass I'ma come with a gat Hit em in the back And be like what bitch Hits em where it hurts Kick up more dust than dirt Nigga fuck its on when I catch em It's time to ride Bust em Fuck em (Chorus) It's time to ride Who's gonna ride |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"If My 9 Could Talk" (Verse 1) Give me that nine, that clip Ain't no talking to my 9, 'cause bitch I'm bout to sop you up Twist the cap back, put one up in the chamber Your life in danger, I'm busting caps upon a total stranger Better believe I be creeping Detectives wonder how I hit your house and the rest of the block, they still sleeping Straps all in your window, puffing up on some endo Surprise, surpise, nigga look at what you in for (Chorus) Only if my 9 could talk Only if my 9 could talk Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide O-o-o only if my 9 could talk Only if my 9 could talk Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide (Verse 2) Now imagine me slipping up on my murder gloves Now imagine me got a 9 with a silencer and I'm in a bout it club I want soda 'cause niggas be snitching I put blood up on his Polo, gots him screaming like bitches Now it's gonna be, kinda like, hard to see me Disappear like a genie When I reappear, nigga you see nothing but my beam And I'm gonna hits that nigga for one mill These shots I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a done deal You could consider that nigga a disaster area Call his mom for a black dress consult his family members to be the pallbearers You fucks with mine, I'ma leave that nigga shaking Flatline, CPR, I don't think that nigga made it (Chorus) (Verse 3) Some call it murder, I call it 1-87 Some call it robbery, bitch, I call it 2-11 See, hand me that duffle bag full of hot guns First nigga runs up, guns up, that head gonna catch some hot ones I run this shit like the White House You like some white out Tonight's the night, it's getting dark, bitch it's lights out When I shoot, I'm never gonna miss 17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 niggas I'm gonna hit I be a specialist like Sharon Stone A bad boy like Al Capone An assassin like Sylvester Stallone Only if you could live, but you ain't Only if my 9 could talk, but it can't (Chorus) Don't leave no witnesses to this homicide (repeat Chorus) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"My Car" (feat. Mo B. Dick, Pure Passion) (Silkk) All because of my car All because of my car All because of my car (Mo B. Dick) I'm in my car, cruisin to the beat Trippin off, off these money hungry freaks Wanna be down, wit a super star Cuz you know I got money an a cold blooded car (Chorus) Must be the Beamer (Must be the Beamer) Thats turning you on Must be the Benz (Must be the Benz) I ain't takin you home {All because of my car} Must be the Cruiser (Must be the Cruiser) Got you flaggin me down Must be the Rover (Must be the Rover) Makes you wanna be around {All because of my car} (Silkk the Shocker) I hits an run like an accident Mr. hit em fast an slow is back again If you don't believe me go an ask a friend I got more hoes than the O-Zone I hits em wit they close on (Why's that Silkk?) So they can go home I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in An thas how its gon' happen to her I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her But I'm jus askin to her Now back up in the days I run game on em They wanna play games so I bought a Lexus from my homie An the next day after that, game don't stop (Where ya car at) I be like man, its in tha shop But now I'm on top now Put the......top down See how many number I can jot down, how many girl I can knock down An plus up on my block, now it ain't gon' stop Now, since I got a little cash Now I dash down the block but I keep my game tight When Im in the Rover, I gets the guests the same night You try skeezin me, should be try pleasin me Alizay to get the draws off easily Thas when I switch my game over You blame it on a hang over I blame it on the Range Rover An I ain't tryin to hear that (Oh it's like that, huh?) Like that, like that (Chorus) (Mo B. Dick) When I'm flossin on these ghetto streets Can't see how I get stopped by those crooked police I can't understand, why they player hate An they ask me these question, like how much money I make Now it's none of their business, how I make my ends An you can't get a piece of my funky dividends I guess you could say, I got it goin on Cuz I keep seein girlies an they wont leave me alone (Silkk the Shocker) I guess the PD is tryin to see me in the State Pen Behind me tryin to run my license plate in Im checkin my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruh Waitin for me to slip up, show me some ID wit yo' picture I guess they wanna see my bank statement See how much money that Im makin But I guess they just be hatin They need to start missin me, stop trippin G I guess they mad cuz I got more gold than Mr T (Mo B. Dick) An all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride Cuz I got it front to back, an side to side But I ain't got time I gotta do my thang An if you wanna front you know I can hang Now you know that I never wanna perpetrate Cuz y'all playa hate you fools better recognize That a No Limit Soldier is on the rise (Chorus) Must be the Bentley (Must be the Bentley) that's turnin you on Must be the Lex (Must be the Lexus) that's why I'm takin you home {All because of my car} Must be the Caddie (Must be the Caddie) got you flaggin me down Must be the Cutlass (Must be the Cutlass) why you wanna be around {All because of my car} |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"Ghetto 211" (feat. Master P) (Master P) We ain't got no money so me an Silkk gon' hit a crack house for some dope, haha Muthafuckin police ain't give a fuck, niggas robbin niggas in the ghetto... Armed robbery (Silkk the Shocker) I got twin glock like Tamira and Tia Nigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just like Mia See, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera like C, when you see me bow down, address me a master like P My murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes, trees Tryin to get me some G an dope to the hookers It's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your time card WHy you do what you do, because like times hard It's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the glock I hits yo' block an watch his shit every stop (It don't stop) Bitches be like aw, off of some dumb shit, I runs this Nigga T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit (TRU!) a gang of niggas that be down to ride on yo' set Niggas be trippin, cock the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet Best believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast, I smash, I'm up in your house (Chorus:) Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuck if I murder another ghetto nigga Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuck if I murder another ghetto nigga (Silkk the Shocker (Master P)) Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back route Me an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the crack house The baddest 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie James P would you blast (Hell yeah, Silkk would you blast?) if the nigga so much as tests me (Bloom!) Hits them wit all between the seem (Dump the bitch like Hakeem the Dream) I'ma hit that nigga wit 21 (Fuck it, I'ma hit him wit 17) I got that K with the beam (Fuck it, I'ma get the cream) Ain't no wrestlin but these niggas like tag-team Be like, 1 for the money (I be like 2 for the dope) be like 3 for all my cash (Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo') One eighty-seven that I peels caps (I murder!) Niggas get dealed with, nigga hook 'em, how you gon' fuck wit niggas we real black (A ghetto robbery) an that's how we ride (On a robbing spree from down South to the Wessyde) (Chorus) (Master P) 1, 2, 3, it's yo' birthday Ain't no love on this muthafuckin first of the month, it's yo' last day See I be jackin, my nigga Silkk be packin I be puttin niggas in body bags, bitch, I ain't actin It's no substitutes on this shit, this is the real shit fuck what you heard cuz, nigga, I'm ready to kill a bitch You got my cash, gimme the grass, lovin you hoes? Kiss my ass, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bag It's time to spray ya, spray ya out like Calgon Ain't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no funny farm Down South they jackin,robbed, an they packin Puttin niggas in muthafuckas trunks of the car, who jackin Wanna take a ride, ride around the block, it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm from Niggas killin for that white snow, an yo' bitch I don't love no hoe don't trust no bitch She got Master P on her ass an she'll suck my dick (Damn) Y'all niggas mad cuz I'm famous, it's time to ride, It's time to ride, ain't no love on the South Side (Chorus) (Master P) Y'all niggas better wake-up an smell the muthafuckin coffee I'm not tryin to preach to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggas Watch ya ass an trust nobody Cuz in the ghetto everybody lives like John Gotti Nigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin hizeart Nigga live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck you An like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to ride I ain't got no money, I might just pull a jack but that's what I might do I'm not tellin you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta do Cuz we Bout It! We rowdy! But who gives a fuck if we kill each other, nigga Y'all think about it |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Shocker, The (1996)
Master P)
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool Imagine this, me dressed in all black At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back It was sad, my homie took a damn fall Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls" But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie Now me and Silkk got to ride After the funeral cause it's sad on my side Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed My mama look at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!" But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go But if I live to see another day, another funeral It's sad, I look into they eyes Damn, everybody's got to die But one day, I guess we gon to wake up When they puttin me in that black truck It could be you, it could be her But in the end everybody gets did up Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James I still question God for callin my homie name Chorus I (2X): Why my homie had to die? Now somebody mama gonna cry (Silkk) Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda f**ked me up I never thought he could be here then he could be gone I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you See someone died in my family, didn't even much affect you I wonder why my homie died at such a young age I wonder why my homie death didn't make the front page Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live See ya gotta watch out for all us killa kids Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard But look at Mr. President in the White House tryin to play God Put us all in one big ole boat They call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto Damn. Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin I guess that mean the whole world is f**kin dyin Chorus I (2X) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(Master P)
Sizz Shocker (Silkk) Son of a oh (Master P) You ready whodi; let's go to war (Chorus x2) Na Na Na (uh-ha, uh-ha) Y'all niggas in trouble now (uh-ha, uh-ha) Y'all niggas shouldn't have fucked around (uh-uh, uh-uh) No Limit gone shut this down (Silkk) They got something to fear now Cause look dude ain't kidding around No Limit geared down (They been waiting) but I'm here now You seen big Four Wheelers but none like these Many before me dog but none like me I got a band but dog I'm still a bastard getter And this time talking about something like a classic hitter Fuck with niggas who live their whole life in the gutter I tell you strait uh uh uh uh ain't like I stutter When the raps go down dog I can rely on the streets They got to really rap know dog ain't no more relying on beats Niggas don't wont their girl around me thinking I'm a steal they chick Insecure niggas don't wont to see their girl on my diss Try to keep up like VROOOM! when I pass them up In 4 of them nigga that's what's up Have them saying money wise ain't nobody fucking with slim In rap wise Mike how you feel about me: Yo I ain't fucking with him Y'all in my got to go get it, me I'm ready to spit I don't think y'all niggas ready for this But come on (Chorus x1) (Music Cuts with explosion) (Master P) Don't never count us out This only the begin Ha-Ha That's why we winning We smarter than y'all and we got to much paper Remember that whodi |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(Silkk the Shocker)
Hoody Hoo(gun shot) (Chorus) Run, run, run, run, run When you see us wit them guns niggas better fuckin' run Run, run, run, run I don't give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run Run, run, run, run I don't give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run Run, run, run, run When we come wit them guns(niggas better fuckin' run) I tell a nigga once mane, fuck tryna tell a nigga twice I tell a nigga once, he miss it tha first time That mean I didn't tell a nigga right Fuck tellin' a nigga polite, tell nigga nice, An tell niggas I'mma thug How I sold drugs, still a killa, I wish my breath would kill a nigga wit slugs All yall niggas around, I'm gonna ask 'em all Niggas been hype, but that's tha liquor talkin', I'mma relax 'em dawg Relax there fawl Ten is what I'm gonna count, You ain't wit these niggas you better bounce like a basketball Dirty South, where niggas talk sideways dawg Where niggas close streets & chalk sidewalks off No evidence, niggas use revolvers dawg Empty, squeeze, aim til' there ain't no problems at all Shit niggas still livin', got tha same problem wit dawg Watch out, watch out he still breathin' watch out( three gun shots) Problem solved Ghetto ass nigga tote choppers & shit Ghetto slang, fuck tryna sound all proper & shit Now picture me sayin' up tha cash, I'll put a slug in yo ass Put tha money in tha duffle bag I don't wanna be greedy, I just want enough to last Shit yall really lucky we sell records, cause yall be ass up Picture Me, P, C, all my niggas masked up Tellin' yall to run (Chorus) (Ut oh) When they see us got 'em like faint in tha club Pourin' champagne on 'em look & they thinkin' it's blood I meet a thug & they shouldn't even much bein' this close I got 'em shook up like ooh like they seen a ghost Now see if I ain't had, in tha middle of tha hood where I would be But they scared of me but look they gotta right, they should be I might fuck wit some dawg but I don't fuck wit many I got some hard news but I gotta find a way to break it to 'em gently If they ain't got no flow & ain't got no dough Try somethin' new cause me if I ain't got no mo' I'm a hustla, hope everythang I do bubble Hope my album go triple or at least double If not, somebody in trouble You better wacth what you sayin & tha way you sayin' words Yeah I got money & all dawg, but look I'd rather spend yours You this No limit shit dawg, we bounded by blood One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club You better Chorus(2X) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(CHORUS:(Repeat twice))
(Mac) Now when I step on the set They say he did that Pull up in the six hundred stretch They say he did that Presidential wit the baggates They say he dad that He did that, (no limit) He did that. (Mac) I got a house with a pool in the back And every girl I used to know she tryin' to do it wit Mac And even the ones with them big ol' butts They become sluts when a nigga ball Feelin' small cause my middle finger at y'all Can I ball?, let me take y'all niggas back in '96 When I was two seconds from robbing niggas for they shit Bustin' niggas in they shit Privileges from me and my niggas, til this day ain't nobody seein' my niggas. There was a line between the real and the fake But it's gotten thinner, everybody's a pretender Even people I'm kind ta', Bitches in my hood yellin', "Where them dollars at?" "Bitch get's yours!" is what I holler back, cause I'ma mack Hey, yo Mr Big Paper, you wanna get wit that, don't you? You ol' dog, always take the girls how much I called you How I be jockin you, but you don't be telling them hoes how I be knocking you Get in them pants and give it to my naggas to (CHORUS:(Repeat twice)) Now when I step on the set They say he did that Pull up in the six hundred stretch They say he did that Presidential wit them baggetes They say he did that He did that, (no limit) He did that (Silkk the Shocker) When I roll up in the stretch, They be like "He did that" You know there's money involved, we gotta flip that Tell whodi in the back, I'm tryin' to get that I'm tryin' to do something to see if she's wit that So won't you wobble wobble And watch her shake it shake it Then drop it drop it, then break it break it Then I whisper in her ear and tell her what I'm trying to do Cause I'm a thug girl, even though chicks might find me cute Fate, I doubt that, me and my soldiers about that We cock locks and drop the top and hop up out that Catch me ridin' up in a 4 door Bentley This chrome look good on 19 but even better on 20's Tattooed up, this is my click and we a bunch of fools Boy ya'll gone floss with your lil' jewels, we make y'all put y'all jewels up(bling bling) Lil' Tigger we gon bent that Them call for small for me and my dogs Them boys goin' to stretch that. (CHORUS:(Repeat twice)) Now when he steps on the six They say he did that Pull up in the six hundred stretch They say he did that Presidential wit them baggets They say he did that He did that, (no limit) He did that |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(Silkk the Shocker)
U know what I'm bout (Trina) U know what I'm bout (Master P) Yo Silkk ask Trina can she wobble that thing... Where my niggas yo?{what what} Where my ladies yo? {uh uh} (Silkk the Shocker) Who u know could give it to you until you fall out When you wake up - go by the mall out Hop on the plane ?? nothing never thawed out Have her saying my name like Destiny's Child Cause I go all out Speaking more sex than money so talk with your tongue out And sex unbelievable, cuz the money never run out I'm a thug so i walk the street with my gun out Top up when the sun set, top down when the sun out ???? Try to make the scene when I was in front of the click ???? Laughing at my joke when it wasn't even funny and shit She need a big mac ms shaq she think that i ball She know I'm a real nigga, plus she love that I'm tall Checks again when she missed the phone, thinking i called She wanna fall for my look, but she think I'm a dog Chorus: Silkk Need somebody with some doe That's cool Who gon keep it on the low That's cool Who gon do you right That's cool You need a soulja in your life, that's right Chorus: Trina You need a lover and a friend That's cool Who got ya back to the end That's tru Somebody that's off the chain That's cool Who could twurk that thang (Trina) You wanna fuck that's cool but u gotta be the greatest Take me to Prada, buy me the latest Try it on the jet, fly me to Vegas The Baddest Bitch can't nann hoe fade this Paid bitch, in a gray six, made bitch Blinging about 10 karats in the bracelet Face it stick your tongue out I let you taste it And if you broke when you see me nigga don't say shit Cause I'm looking for a nigga that's filthy rich Yo name Silkk, that's cool I'm a Silky bitch Lil Mama stay shining like cuts in ice Off glass make you bust three nuts in a night And when I put it on ya, I hope you can stand it I need a tune-up daddy is you the mechanic? Cause if you coming at me right with the real cash You can play with me all night like Dreamcast Chorus: Trina You need a lover and a friend That's cool Who got ya back to the end That's tru Somebody that's off the chain That's cool Who could twurk that thang Chorus: Silkk Need somebody with some doe That's cool Who gon keep it on the low That's cool Who gon do you right That's cool You need a soulja in your life, that's right (Silkk the Shocker) Your friends wonder why the house you never leaving They knew how u lived now they wouldn't leave the house either (Trina) See I'm a real ass chick I'm a stay by your side And when its time to ride for my man, I'm a ride (Silkk the Shocker) Just be a down chick cause you aint gotta slave in fact - Not cook, clean or nothing cause i got maids for that (Trina) Just treat my how you wanna be treated Cause I'm a sucker to fuck ya, if you gon beat it and eat it (Silkk the Shocker) So I gots to put it on ya, have ya acting all silly Then try to convince yourself that you aint catching feelings I need a girl who bout it and know how to hit it You aint gotta scheme on the doe, cause if ya cards right, you gon get it Some chicks aint real though, (Some niggas'll stunt) I know what a woman need, (I know what a nigga want) So keep it tight, and fuck the world And who ever end up with me, that's one lucky girl Chorus: Silkk Need somebody with some doe That's cool Who gon keep it on the low That's cool Who gon do you right That's cool You need a soulja in your life, that's right Chorus: Trina You need a lover and a friend That's cool Who got ya back to the end That's tru Somebody that's off the chain That's cool Who could twurk that thang Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it Ha ha ha stick it Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it Ha ha ha stick it Shake it, shake it, pop it pop it Brake it, rake it nah, drop it drop it Twurk sumin, work sumin Keep it jumping, but don't hurt nothing North, South, East, West, shake it up No Limit... |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(feat. Goldie Loc, Snoop Dogg)
(Silkk) hey yo Snoop tell Xzibit and Dre to be having that thing bumpin When I come out there (Snoop) That's funky Soopafly Big Snoop Dogg {Snoop Dogg} Silkk the Shocker Aint No Limit to this {aint No Limit} 2000 Gangsta shit West west ya'll (Silkk) Snoop tell them what's up (Verse One: Snoop Dogg) The gangstas bang, do that dame thang Me and my nephew dogghouse keep it tru Roll that weed, pass that drank Holla at your nigga baby bring your thang You could shake what you got Get your pussy real hot Jump in the gator we could slide to my ??? Just keep it on leasy I know it ain easy Your fuckin mouth greasy Silkk this bitch cute, thick and all that Why must I, chase the game If you was me and I was you You probably fuss on a nigga buring rubber in a 52 Most bitches do and most niggas do to In the land where it all about the red and blue But me I'd rather get the greenery Smoke out the whole muthafucking sceanery (Hook 2X:) (Verse Two: Goldie Loc) Why must I, be like that With them ??? tux Draped in all black Takin back like the pop lockin ??? gold suits Bangin back in the day juss to get a lil jucie Fuck the trus Cuz we can get criped out krazy Blast on all you suckas Went to throw away 380 Fuck around get found up in a dumpster some where Cuz them south side eastside gangstas don't care Nigga I wount, fool you don't {know you don't} He fuckin with no niggas more gangsta than me Tell him the truth loc 120 proof outs the sun roof Throwing up the muthafuckin ?? Tru Tank Doggs fuckin with Bigg Snoop Dogg Soopafly to keep them high so they could come out there draws What you player hatin perpitratior niggas make me mad So I'm mad off you suckas and my pants never sagg (Hook 2X:) (Verse Three: Silkk The Shocker) It aint nothing but a gangsta party You know what we bring No Limit and Dogghouse Aint nothing but a G thang You know, we thank the ?? Ya'll think moneys all out Ya'll better thank again Cuz if aint about money Then why would I bother If she aint keepin it real Then why would I holla She come over by the crib House comes with a lake Eat as much as you want too ??? On my lap fo' five In the trunk ?? and the day P, Snoop, Biggie and Pac ?? and the heat I got on me Always got to ride with it I spend money floss money Cuz I can die with it Project nigga Get my work on Host MTV with an Eastsidaz shirt on I'm young like that, you know how we live On the east it's 6 feet On the west it's 3 wheels (Hook: until fade) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
Uh-huh nigga uh-huh
Picture me never sellin' out cause I made it already Imagine a lil' ghetto nigga ownin' everything Picture me in the middle of the project and I'm worth all this money To my foes - It's funny huh? Okay, love this (Hook) I bet y'all love the way I flips 'em out Funny guy huh? Now watch how these clips come out I done took it where y'all can't go now how bout that We done turned straight up ? niggaz into stumblin' kats And they mad at me cause they I say I spit it too rugid And we throw it at 'em like a chick who don't get it enough What is it x-ray vision the way I see through these kats That's why I roll with thugs who ain't scared to squeeze a strap (Verse 1) I keep my hand on my glock now Fuck still roll with the top down I'm hot so they gon' jock now Keep my pistols cocked now Still don't give a fuck Still hold the block down Still close the shop down Picture me ballin' and everybody'll flock around Picture me makin' 2 mill bail when I get locked down nigga Clip to the uzi's I'm like No Limit shit With DMX with Ruff Ryders with Lauryn Hill to the Fugees Picture a ghetto nigga like me poppin' up in movies Or a topless supermodel poppin' up in jacuzzi's Be like I'm worth a couple mill but I still ain't shit Be like I'm worth a couple mill but uh I'm still in the bricks (Hook 2x's) (Verse 2) It's okay, niggas wanna play games On the low niggas hoes, they wanna say names Snitch right when they get in front of the Feds Pull me over 2-seater Benz with my dog Sunny Red Look we got some bad chick in front of the bed You can have her dog I gotta get my money instead You know I'm the type of nigga Look ball till I fall Ain't satisfied till the marble go wall to wall Got money still be in T-shirts and khaki's y'all And I'm right here if y'all got somethin' to ask me dog Always move forward Never go backwards dog Baz, Turk, Jimmy, Nut That's who's gon' back me y'all I don't stay in one place I move from state to state And I don't believe in drive-by's I believe in face to face Ya heard me (Hook 2x's) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
Yo Samm
These niggas can either love us or hate us Nothin' in between that In or out ya hear me (Hook 2x's) Haters (Haters) What you ain't heard the tank don't stop (We don't stop) Ain't nobody fuckin' with this (Scream nigga) No Limit No Limit (What) (Samm) Now how the fuck you gon' stop a tank Tryin' to deny the bank We comin' through with them choppers choppin' and not a shank Mac say's World War III Beware on all streets We got glocks takin' care of all beef Fuck fair and all peace We tried that shit Tryin' to hide you bitch and stay inside and shit But we kickin' down doors Spittin' rounds for Them fake motherfuckaz stop hatin' motherfuckaz Only thing you need hot is bullets and fuck you girl No Limit Soldiers comin' fuckin' up you world Ain't nobody fuckin' with it And you can trust that Niggas stoppin' the tank Look motherfuck that (Hook 2x's) (Silkk) I can't believe they ain't heard about Them boys from the Dirty South I speak with awkward slang plus I got a dirty mouth So I'ma stay in this bitch till I get my shit tight I'm tryin' to be the only nigga to ever get 6 mics I tell them slow down nigga y'all just sit tight It's all about triple platinum in this bitch 6 hits ain't right I see them niggas Look besides they fake Number one fans They get around they boys they try to hide the tape Ah, you know when I slide in the place Look at these haters Look at they eyes and they face They like them niggas ain't hip-hop enough They from the South Got too many gold teeth in they mouth Them boys country they too rowdy Plus they too bout it But we don't give a fuck We bout to run 2000 So I'm like PLAYAS - get money And y'all HATERS - get's nothin' (Hook 2x's) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
Uh-huh, yo let me get some of that man
Look, I think I can fuck something I'm tryin' to find out what's up with you See, for real What-what (Chorus) Seem like a thug to me You know I like what I see Can you see yourself creepin' with a girl like me I like it rough on the hush so nobody won't see (Repeat) (Verse 1) You say you like it thuggish I'm as thug as it gets I see you checkin' me out when I pull up with the clique I seen the others but I'm like yo what's up with this chick Sized you up by the slightest ? touchin' yo hips See that's my big brother yep I learned the game from him So whatever I give to you look the same to yo friend You know I stay thugged out the second I came in Meet me again you could but look the chance is slim And if you got a problem with yo man We can put the gat to him Got a boyfriend tonight If it's done right then you won't go back to him See I knew you was tryin' to find where the dollars at If you feel how I feel and it's real then holla back (Erica Fox) Boy I want you I'm diggin' on yo thugged out style You know you got it Up in the club drivin' me wild Boy I gotta have it So you can tell me what's up for tonight baby But keep it on the hush (Chorus) (Verse 2) (Girl) Why you clockin' me? (silkk) Look like you jockin' me (girl) Why you jockin' me? (silkk) Look like you watchin' me Why you sweatin' me? Look like you hot to me Tell you like this Once I start ain't no stoppin' We start this thang off by a shoppin' spree You still be messin' with them lame girls if not for me You know I'm the type to attract drama And I'm probably not the type you can bring home to mama But look I told ya It's No Limit Girl I'm a soldier So roll with it Fuckin' with you so look hit me up Here's my number on the under later I'm pickin' you up For real (Chorus 2x's) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(S) Ohhhhhh
(M) UH-OHH! (S) Uh-huh, y'all ready? (M) (door open sound) (S) Uh-huh, I don't think so (M) This.. is.. Mystikal! (S) Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah c'mon (M) The burnin inferno! (S) Uh-huh (M) Here poppin with the Colonel; Master P! (S) Shocker! (M) At ease soldier (S) One-two.. (can't make out).. soldiers! (Chorus: Mystikal + Silkk) (M) When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4 You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) When you see the tank swingin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (M) When you hear them choppers cuttin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) When you see that 5-0-4 You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (Mystikal) I keep my motherfuckin fists balled up In case a motherfucker tryin to start somethin You done did a little ginseng gotcha little dick hard Now you like Hoffa Think you gon' jump in the ring Go pound for pound with the knockout kings No shit like that ain't gonna happen Them niggaz down here can't touch what I bring First time you heard the do' open and you heard that (open sound) you know that's me And you bust ya rap Hit the mat you'll be on your back like one, two, three Them niggaz know I come off the top rope Leave you knocked out with you mouth open And they gon' have to take your ass home Leave you in a hot tub soakin BALLS BANGIN! You know ours swingin I aint got to tell you nigga Don't bother to go there you don't know who you fuckin with I'm the flow-spitter, natural born go-getter This is for the hustlers, ballers, cake dealers (Chorus: Mystikal + Silkk) (M) When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4 You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) And when you see them tanks swingin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (M) When you hear them choppers cuttin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) And when you see them bandanas You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (Silkk) Uh-ohh, look It's only right, it's on tonight When I'm on the MIC; they know when to fight When I drop, they known to bite .. uh-huh, this is freestyle but look Y'all can just go on and write This is 504 livin, y'all know what it's like That's them boyz, you see us roll up on them bikes Chop-chop, just, like it was timber We make it hot like July or either cold like December (Ohhhh) Ain't my fault, I'm hot and I can still spit it this cool Ain't my fault your girl tatted my name, get it removed If you lookin.. then you know we ain't duckin You know my face it ain't like my tank gon' be tucked in (Chorus: Mystikal + Silkk) (M) When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4 You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) When you see them tanks swingin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (M) When you hear them choppers cuttin You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (S) When you see that 5-0-4 You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz) (Silkk) When you see us in the East (that's them boyz) When you see us in the West (that's them boyz) When you see us in the South (that's them boyz) When you see us in the North (that's them boyz) (that's them boyz) When we deep up in the streets Want y'all to say (that's them boyz) (that's them boyz) Can somebody tell 'em, I was only kidding? I was only kidding! |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
What, What, What
South, North, East, West What (huh) What (huh) What (huh) What (huh) What What you thought c'mon (Hook) What y'all bout Cash and riches - something like Jags and 6's What y'all hate How niggaz stunt and front when they know that they fake What y'all love How No Limit keep it real stay ridin' on dubs What y'all say G's up hoes down My world nigga my way (Verse 1) Look since I was gone for a sec They don't really know what to expect I say when you dealin' with me Look expect the best Fuck with anything of mine and you can expect death If I give 1 and there's 10 in the clip You can be expectin' the rest I tell niggaz look don't even bother investin' in vests When there's head shots why you thinkin' bout protectin' yo chest I took a year off but that was just to invest cash But now I'm back to make the block hottter nigga with the best bags When you successful you know you find yourself in some hate shit But you know how I do haters I dodge them like I was the Matrix Shorty like "You changed ever since you lashed out" "Silkk, you spoiled" What you expect ma I'm the last child (Hook) (Verse 2) Got girls like sayin' "Look at Silkk, he becomin' a man" Niggaz don't like me All of a sudden they becomin' a fan From last year to this year How he got that cold? I can say what the fuck I want How he got that bold? I worked all my life nigga How he got that rich? I tried for 2 years How he got that chick? You know how easy it is nigga to steal a nigga chick Why they frontin' in 4's and 5's just pull up in a 6 You know I don't say much Nigga stay in the cut If my hair grow fade it up Now I let my shit grow and braid it up You know when I step out the house make sure my motor-bike tight Come through the hood on one wheel like motor-bike Mike Car look like something look you done seen on James Bond And a Navigation system for spots that I can't find You know I banged one time But these niggaz changed they mind Everything I got shine If not it ain't mine C'mon (Hook) (Verse 3) You better shut up before you get robbed and done I got killaz on the payroll they cause they have a job for 6 months Yeah I got money but dog I still play in the jet Keep a K and a Teck Tank stay on my neck It ain't nothin' that I want and see and I just cannot have I like to go into the mall (??) and I just cannot grab Like a good lookin' girl you just cannot have Cause if I ain't got dough, I just cannot laugh You know me, looked relaxed laid down in a jet One woman man but look I ain't really found her yet Wanna hate us Simple fact, we caked up Hate us and tomorrow don't wake up (Hook) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(Chorus)
What Do ya'll wanna do (what ya'll wanna do, what) Do ya'll really want beef (do ya'll) And do ya'll want it with me (uh-uh) I don't think sooooooo What Do ya'll wanna do (what ya'll wanna do, what) Do ya'll really want beef (do ya'll) And do ya'll want it with me Nooooooooooo (Silkk the Shocker) I thought I left, all that drama dog, back in the streets I gotta result to riding low, and my homies in the back seat See, you know we the type of boys that burn blocks I aint fucking wit them boys, them boys done turned pop They should of turned and run, but now they turned and come They wanna turn to gun, I gotta turn to none See, ya'll gone fuck around and turn me back to the old Silkk And them boys who know me, ya'll know Silkk They know I'm the Shocker, that means I don't play no games I say it directly, but this time I aint gone say no names Uh, my whole click, they with it, with it And you know, no ski mask on who did it, did it, (did it) (Chorus) (C-Murder) Now, Check this out Now what you wanna do, cause too many niggas are feeling played 'Til I check 'em and correct 'em, and totally disrespect 'em Like bitches, they snitches, motivated by nigga's riches And want be satisfied 'til they die, or lost in ditches Bury me TRU nigga shit No Limit Records Respect us, and never check us, real naggers we causing ruckus And the 504, the boot, the south, the gutter, and the swamp Fake naggers can't hang or slang cause they get banged and even stomped (Krazy) You can tell these bitch naggers, don't want war with me I'm A Iberville nigga 'till they bury me Recognize, I'm a motherfucking soldier nigga Hearing screams from your family while I'm clutching my trigga My whole click, straight up scandalous, if it's beef, you will see Naggers heads getting bust, if they fuck with me These naggers don't wanna fuck with us, they betta get out tha way Holiday gotta "k", he knows where you stay (Chorus) (suga bear) do you really wanna mess with me Fool around and be my enemy (*repeat 3x*) do you really wanna mess with me hand me the thang so we can handle beef |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
Yeah..
I Don't Know What Heaven Like But I know what it is to be here And While I'm here, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to survive And hope that, when God judge me He judge me by my heart and not by my actions Shhh let them know what heaven like. (Chorus) I really wanna know what's Heaven Like (wanna know what's heaven like) If I closed my eyes, will I see a better life (gotta be a better place than this) Is there no more pain suffering or strife (I need to know, I need to know) Lord, please see me cry and tell me what's heavens like (what's heaven like) Dear God I wrote you a letter, but I know its not needed See I'm cool and all, but could you help out all my people (please) There are kids dying and starving, I wish somebody would feed em Nobody playing their part, everybody being greedy I got letters from jail with my homies tears on it (tears on it) Put his last years on it Sometimes I feel haunted Is Heaven a place like I ain't never been And is Heaven a place where we don't ever sin And if there is a Heaven, what answers will find us best So I can tell my auntee with cancer she can finally rest (rest in peace) Through it all I'm just trying to remain bein a soldier ??? I thought I saw you but it was night time I don't know if I was woke or dreamin or was I in my right mind I wonder how many people have questions like mine (Chorus) Is Heaven for everybody and all of my people And everybody who left us on earth so we get finally meet em. I just wanna know why, I be missin my block And I wonder what happened to people like Biggie and Pac. Cuz if there is a Heaven, I'm sure everbody wanna know. And if there is a place like this, I'm sure everyone wanna go. Im tired of struglin and husslin not knowing where to go... Im tired of struglin and husslin not knowing what for... Cuz see this life will get u fed up (fed up) Picture me telling my mom and dad to keep their head up Telling them its gonna be alright, when I knowing its not Telling my homie he's gonna be alright, when I knowing he's shot I wonder what he saw before he died that would leave him shook And should I believe everything I read in books God, just gimme some time If not, gimme a sign (lemme know) What's Heaven like There's so many question I wanna ask But one day ain't enough (for real) I just wanna help my people out man Money aint about nothing I just want ya'll to know how I feel (Chorus (repeat 3x)) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
[chorus:]
What's up playa? you looking slick with that Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match Check this out here whodi lay on the ground For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound They going click click blow, blow click click blow, Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow that's my style [verse 1:] Popping wit terror take it straight to guns Or we could keep it corporate give up your block and run Too much paper here to try and count my ones Over here cross me our hollow wall is young For our haters on the streets tryin to measure my blow If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0's If you counting by the whips than it's eight different flows I'm heavy luva, with the diamonds and broads Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and cars And what I hop in, it's my option To shift the mash quit tryin to get in the dash [chorus:] What's up playa? you looking slick with that Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match Check this out here whodi lay on the ground For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound They going click click blow, blow click click blow, Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow that's my style [verse 2:] Now if it's on with the bricks and the bag baby You come short, I'm a bust your head baby They name a dope man whodi Yeah that's me, I'm out that 5-0-4 plus that c-p-3 Give me an ounce and i'ma flip it to a brick figga You got my scratch, if you snitching you a trick figga Hit the pen, you probably gonna be a misfigga So here's a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared with cocaine I be the richest young soldier in this rap game All my money come in armor trucks More cars, more houses, more freaks to pluck You wasn't work, when I was local playa I'm worldwide, you haters can't take it you petrified Then let me lose after I reveal thuggin with p It's no limit till I die y'all can't get with me [chorus:] What's up playa? you looking slick with that Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match Check this out here whodi lay on the ground For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound They going click click blow, blow click click blow, Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow that's my style [verse 3:] I don't like violence but ha that's no shy logic Don't like material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it Just to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat Walk my rott off the leash right off the beach Talking shit i'ma big spinner so I don't really talk to much Got guns, really big ones, think rap softens us up See I love my fans but I don't love them haters I don't really like the fame much dog But I show love to paper uh-huh I want something bigger cause I love the dough Niggas talk shit, shaq's out Leave them looking like mugsy bogues Zoom zoom, 1100's I still ride it slow Not the type that's gonna floss But I ain't gonna hide it though Learn the game from my big brother C-e-o now, made man, shocker well..c-e-o sounds We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ball You know what's up what us Now what's up with y'all, uh-ha [chorus:] What's up playa? you looking slick with that Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match Check this out here whodi lay on the ground For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound They going click click blow, blow click click blow, Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow click click blow Click click blow, blow that's my style |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
Damn, it's mad shorty's up in here
I don't all them just one girl that can do it all Yeah I feel what chu' say (chorus 2x) Now where them girls that be laid up, gettin' tanned on the beach Right Here, Right Here I like them them girls that be in shape and right in petite Oh yeah, Oh yeah I want a girl to be nice and real sexy That's what I'm talkin' bout, Yeah Ma, You comin' wit me Oh yeah, Oh yeah (Verse One) I like them wearin' G-Strings, The one's that let you see things One's that call you on the phone, Just to let you hear things Generous, willingly, giving, you know just wanna share things Havin' competition, always wanting to compare things Like mine is better than just doin' real things Beautiful chicks and flicks who like to lick things Colorful chicks with hips who like to grip things Sneak you in the backdoor, Give you what chu' asked for Sayin' ya name, lettin' you know that that's yours Like the way we creep and duck, Love the way I beat it up Like the way I speed it up, Just long as her feet is up Not from the streets but have a that in her Cute but thuggish like have a little brat in her Show me when she learn stuff, No when to turn it up Never fake, No it take, That's what I'm lookin' for (chorus 2x) (Verse Two) Toe the censore, look her thighs is winter Told her it was sky's the limit And if her back was anything like rims, She'd be ridin' 20 Told her she gone look infinty, Plus she gone good in Bently's Introduce her to the family, Sit next to me at the grammy's Our life you gone be caked up, You just gone like to wake up You wannna fight to make-up Can't have em' like I hate you, I hate you, I hate you I'm tall I'm like em' short to, where they come to my chest And wit high heels, look, come to my neck Got a lot of money in this world, I don't some of it Got a lot of girls in this world, but look I only need one of em' You know the girl who I choose her closet cuddled in furs Friends like goddam, bitch look at her (chorus 2x) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - "My World, My Way" (2001)
(feat. Slay Sean, Short Circuit)
What you think Man, I don't fuck with them (ha-ha) No Limit (uh-huh) Ya heard me Ghetto nigga Watch how I spit this shit I don't know what I'ma do next Until then, watch me - watch me, watch me (Silkk) Executive thug look when I'm done If last year I was on 20's This year I'm on 21's Niggas talk but huh we got plenty guns Give niggas a choice now they can catch it from anyone I ? I don't like niggas unless it's jail I don't pass out nothin' look unless it's shells Send niggas to the ? the rest to hell And I don't box slim dog slim I'm less than frail Everything we rock look is customized And shorty gon' be sprung soon as I touch them thighs You ask too many questions like dude like what's and why's What the fuck we buy and what the fuck we drive We just stay in the pits Like stay in the mix Stay into shit Stay in a 6 Stay in the bricks Just cause we got money dog We still slick with it Never say how it get done We just get it did They'll little deal or somethin' but that ain't nothin' Spend a little change but look that ain't money Niggas laugh but I'm like that ain't funny What you call them lil' huh if that ain't dummies I represent niggas in the hood that's boxed up All my niggas doin' time All of 'em locked up The big ones are the ones that a lil' thin The ones that's doin' reps of 10 jackin' off to Lil' Kim No Limit beef nigga No Limit street No Limit west nigga No Limit east (Slay Sean) I spit fire You know hot shit melt the wire Off yo chain Get it right it's not a game I'm not the talkin' type I throw slugs to the brain Run up in spots Make 'em point out the cain Go outta town hustle Switch up the slang Down South with Silkk and Circuit just doin' it man Puttin' in work Come on son you bound to get hurt I'm on some other shit I roll around in a hurse Run up on ya Put a couple rounds in yo shirt Undertaker leave you face down in the dirt A frown and a smirk Shit I'll put you down when it's worth That goes for anybody walkin' on the face of this earth (Short Circuit) Think the audio tight wait till y'all see the video Y'all gon' need a telescope to see us niggas with dough I done copped dope with prison dough and locked the block Till the cops came with glocks and tried to rock my spot Anything I see I want I cop don't talk to the cops 40 grand on a drop-top right off of the lot Want what I got make a nigga ? blocks On the block in the spot with razors cuttin' down blocks They gon' catch me with a glock somebody's socks get rocked I ain't dealin' on the rock I'ma have to be shot Shot and dropped any way my gun get to pop I'ma be on night watch bangin' out with the cops (Silkk) I get paid look every time I cuss Speak the truth every time I bust Niggas still talkin' I ain't got time to fuss When I come through you ain't got time to duck I'm a thug Everything about me says that Been real even way back Only spit the truth dog I only look to state facts You still talkin' (bbrrddd) Take that I told you this time look I'ma lock the summer I'ma roll through NY and rock the Tunnel Look hop out the Benz Hop into a Hummer What the fuck I'm doin' it for look if not for money Always been real Never been fake Always been a playa Ain't never gon' hate Concert ? tour like 70 a day I was cool with 6 But now I'm more like 7 or 8 |
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from Master P - Ghetto D (Uncut Snoop Dogg Approved) (2010 Remastered) (1997)
[Mia X]
And the lady America was finally slaughtered And divided into 3 quarters Her children who was fit fell, peace Battlin', golden', platinum Friends of terror and endless bloodshed Pity was not spared for no man, woman, child or rapper And believe For his rap was felt by everyone And this time when trust had no meaning Family and friends who survived destroyed one another Decided to the world Love, peace, and brotherhood Soldiers, high ashes to survival Master P To open up a path to reality For some, judgement [Master P] The devil took the straps off my nigga legs The Virgin Mary came when my homie bleed Too many fuckin' thieves and enemies The vultures pecked the mouths for the green cheese I watched his soul leave his clothes left him cold On these streets, anything goes He was on the road It took 'em ten to do him in The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back again He was Polo'd down with the matchin' socks I mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of cooked rocks The reaper came and took him I saw the tears from my baby mama's eyes over look him As I walk through the shadow's of death Where no rapper or no man can spare no breath The kingdom of freedom is all they said Why the shackle and chain? My homie's life slaid From the cradle to the grave every soldier shall ride Bite the apple of eternity (uggggHH) Every mother will cry [Chorus x2] Keep your eyes on your enemies, and watch your friends Put your life in your own hands, or your life will end [Silkk] Now who's to say if it's the beginning or ending Start to finish Losin' or winnin' I'm trapped in a whole world of sin Who's to say your life is worth more than mine Should I give my heart to the President so he can live and I can die? Now my whole life I was scared The only judge is god But why do I (we) live by these man made laws Ten commandments they say do not steal or kill But I lost to many niggas and some say they split my wig for meal Heaven, leadin' up to the steps Everything I do wrong in my days is leading to my death And even though I never see I believe there's a god But I hate when your best friend turn to your enemy When times is hard [Chorus x2] [Master P] As the sand slowly poured I see flashes of life Time started ticking it's the end of my life Blind fo' his eyes when he look at god Behold no man or your life destroyed He took many prophets and poured to the kingdom Big ones and small ones Good ones and mean ones As the angel came the ghetto from hell Some words of the piece cuz they didn't know no better So they sold to the pitch-forks of the fire Do g's go to heaven or just young niggas retire Crosses burned cuz they souls was scarred Hoping for second chance but ain't none Cuz it's yo' final call [Chorus till fade] |
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from Master P - Ghetto D (Uncut Snoop Dogg Approved) (2010 Remastered) (1997)
Master P
Come 1 Come All, TRU niggaz ball (I told ya), I know there's niggaz out there wait'n fo' tha fall Chorus: After Dollars, No Cents. From Shabz 2 Benz, From Cheddar 2 Cheeze, Tryna Pay Tha Rent. (x2) I'm a hustla, balla, nigga gee'z, cut keyz, gats for enemies, freeze, hund reds of greens. Kill, robbery soldiaz born 2 ride, killaz born 2 die, mommaz born 2 cry. Wild like tha lone fuck'n ranger, niggaz from tha South keep 1 up in tha chamber. Lord knows when ya enemy is quick, that's why niggaz watch'n niggaz back, cuz they gone off that pila shit. Cane, niggaz game, heroin in tha vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who tha next nigga ta get popped by a cop? Who tha next in tha hood 2 get shot? I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped with a bulletproof. Nigga on my stomach see muthafuck'n TRU. Soldia till I die, fuck it I won't cry, look my enemy in tha eye. Fuuck every nigga that ain't real, cuz we bout it, & if I have to die cuz a nigga gon' shout it! I was born a No Limit Soldia from heart. Cowards run they mouth, but killaz don't talk. Chorus (x2) You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked. No Limit niggaz got Ghetto Dope by pounds & balls. Blow'n tapes up in flames, like weed. Got boxed albums up like keyz from tha South 2 Overseaz. Nigga, Independent & Rowdy, niggaz check billboard, number 1 & Bout It. That's why niggaz tryna get us on tha radio, now niggaz might see tha P on tha video, but a niggaz still TRU 2 tha gizame. Represent tha hood, & every fuck'n nigga that gang-bang. These streets iz so real, fool guard ya grill. Smoke 1 fo' tha homies that have made it over tha hill, cuz we... Chorus (x2) Silkk After dollarz, no cents. We represent'n No Limit, put it down rolex, presidential. Nigga ride everythang I done sent u. Nigga, I went from riches 2 riches, not muthafuck'n rags to riches, cuz I've always had money, plus I've always had bitches. Young muthafuckaz tryna get Mojo, nigga act like ya muthafuckaz know, cuz I pull a high solo. Hit em fo' they gee'z low, lay low, crow. Get a bien 2 go. Why ain't you ever know, don't crush dimes, & mo mo's. Nigga runnin' from tha po-po's, high from a low low, take a trip together to tha ocapulka. But show those, put ya breasts right up under my polo's, nigga strapped with a 44' & I'm solo. To try test'n tha best nut & that's a no no. 365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus, including weed & bitchez. It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 fo' me see'n P ta do a show, act like y'all know. Ghetto millionaire, ship & guard tha dope. Master P You know me, we have Silkk & P, ugggggggghhh!!! |
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from Master P - Ghetto D (Uncut Snoop Dogg Approved) (2010 Remastered) (1997)
Yo Boo er
i know i never told u this before but it might be time for me to get my hussle on but i need you there for me cause gangstas need love too Since you've been away I've been down and lonely ah, what Since you've been away I've been thinkin' of you Trying to understand the reason you left me What were you going through I'm missin you Gangsters need love too tell me why the road turns |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(feat. Fiend)
(Fiend) Look alive, recognize, my man Shocker Money, power, fame, ya know I'm saying, whatever But listen, who you really do this for Shocker? Tell em what you really do this for (Silkk) This for my thug niggas (huh), what, my drug dealers From the pound to mix around, hard to give you a hug niggas For my key and a half niggas Facing 10 but took a plea for 3 and a half niggas For niggas who look the four corners, sit in the dark Ghetto shit, ghetto niggas, the ones that spit when they talk Shit, nigga put shots, better believe they be hitting your heart I can't stop, everything that I drop what they doing?, hitting the charts This for the real, the fake I just can't respect y'all This for the one with the 3 hearts in the cut only use the phone to make collect calls This for my real niggas that be holding they ground In the middle of the projects, still holding it down For my Thurston House niggas The triple beam niggas The ones that scheme niggas To get the cream niggas I mean the ones by any mean niggas The ones that keep it real, that keep the steel Always survive, gotta ride nigga, creep to chill To all my East niggas, my West niggas my South niggas, my North niggas The ones with no heart niggas the ones that set it off from start niggas The ones like me, that's popping in the game If you tell em once, they ain't listening I come back, and I'm popping them things The ones who put lies in they names, so hit the block See that biggest nigga, tell that, yo, nigga you gotta raise up off the spot You got til 12 o'clock to raise up good bye or I'm coming back with the gauge up For all my niggas that be like Silkk's my dawg For all y'all niggas that be hating, I be like fuck all y'all This for my niggas (Fiend) This my motherfucker, ya heard me? Yeah, Shocker, Shocker, Shocker, yeah. Friend, friend, friend (Sillk) What? Huh? Huh? Huh? This for niggas like P I mean niggas like C Niggas down the bars, niggas that's down to ride for me I put in your chest, put in your vest, put you to death I don't give a fuck, I feel like I'm a second from my last breath Nigga fuck, I mean this is for my niggas who gotta like, pay they rent Before, they just reach in they pocket and all they see is lint This for my niggas Y'all know this for my... (Fiend) Niggas (Silkk) This for my, this for my (Fiend) Niggas (Silkk) This who I do it for, this for my, this for my (Fiend) Keep it moving (Silkk) Yeah, my real niggas and my real bitches (Fiend) Keep it moving, y'all Keep it moving, y'all This for my, this for my (Silkk) My niggas who be thugging, my niggas who be struggling My niggas who be hustling, all my dawgs, I don't care which color This for my real niggas, my ill niggas, my chill niggas My niggas who down and dirty, the ones who get it how they live niggas My niggas with little dough, like T and Little Joe Want to congratulate ya, don't hate ya, 'cause ya got a little more For my No Limit niggas, my project niggas My out there niggas (Where my niggas at?) Respect that nigga (Where my niggas at?) This for my balling niggas, my shot calling niggas All my niggas, especially my New Orleans niggas This is for my rowdy niggas, my bout it niggas (Bounce!) Silkk the Shocker live, (Shocker live nigga) nigga Audi nigga (Shocker live nigga) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
(Phone Rings)
(Silkk/(Female 1)) Hello (Hello, Hey wassup) I'm just chillin Wassup wit you (Nothin I just was callin to see what you was doing cus you know i have 2 tickets to the game and i wanted to see did you want to go) Well I'm in the studio right now working on this song nahmean? (Oh forreal well go head do your thang) A'ight that's my people on the other line I'm gonna talk you later a'ight (Silkk/(Female 2)) Hello (Hey where you at) at the studio (Man you and that studio make me sick) Man you trippin (You need to come home) FOR WHAT!! (Cuss i need to go shopping) Aight i'm gonna come home right now a'ight (Naw Naw forget it just stay where you at and when you do decide 2 come home bring me a ring or something ) I might change this bullshit man bye man (O'Dell) Chorus Girl I think i wanna be with you But it's something that I just can't do I wanna be faithful See that's just me what i'm going through I know i ought to be with you know i need you but i can't keep you I got to maintain my cool Maybe i'm a fool Can't keep you (Silkk The Shocker) Yo Yo Yo I never was the type to stress Get It off my chest yall can deal if yall was real yall can fill in the rest we both say yes guess we were both like phony jumped in too quick ideally cus we both was lonely we go 2 stores and you never peek at the price Treat you right had a bad day i just greet you with ice you know Silkk The Shocker hang with the thugs and the dealers wasn't the realest Never the type to get in to expressing my feelings I ain't gon lie It wasn't all bad Some was good matter fact it was all that' Sometimes i feel like we just didn't match Found a friend But only friend till then you alwayz came first Never type to creep Alwayz tried to make things work What What Chorus (Silkk The Shocker) I wanna be with you but i can't hope you understand and all Tried to make this thang work Got knocked you'll be the first person i call Now with you can be myself with her it's like i'm living a lie I do everything for her it seems like she never satisfied If i give her 3 karats then she probably want four If I wanna go places then she probably just don't wanna go Now sometimes I feel like we settled in the back of our minds we all feel like we can find something better Now with you it' like you know me Like her she really don't understand me I know I live the way I live But she's all for changing me I don't care for girl with no money When I come home I ain't tryin to cuss Am I asking for much? But I can't sit here and pretend I don't care To have both yall along That wouldn't be fair So if it's a puzzle I think I maybe just missing a clue Leave or Stay? God tell me what's a nigga to do What What What Chorus till fade |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
Silkk (Fiend):
NO LIMIT (4X) (Nigga spell that shit you represent, Shocker) N-O-L-I-M-I-T (What kind of ride you got from all that hard workin, boy) Range Rovers, Lex Rollers, Benz, Lexus, Jeeps, Jets (What's the type of bitch niggas No Limit don't fuck with) Fake, snitch, jive hatter, punk, sucka, busta, coward (What kind of niggas you love to make your money with) Thugs, Gs, ridas, soldier, ballers, playas, hustlers, money makers (And what's that feddy, what's that name for that feddy) Scratch, scrilla, mulla, doe, paper, duckets, cheese, green (Now Silkk bust that made man shit) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yo, yo, I come into the room like I was high on dope Shit's Bitter Rhymes out till my mutha fucka's call time out(time out) I'm a tank dog plus I bank yall, plus I outrank yall Like I can't ball, what the fuck yall niggas thank dog I ain't sure I can't fall, nigga Bodies full of tatoos, break all the rules Too much to lose, I can't fall So nigga how u want me to do it, mean how ya want me to rap Want it fast flow, ROWDY, or laid back(shit) |
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from Silkk The Shocker - Made Man (1999)
Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah!
Yeah that's me, yeah that's me, yeah that's me Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Call me what you want As long as you got Mr. in front Mistah, yeah I did it Mistah, yeah I hit it Mistah, yeah I got it Mistah, yeah I copped it Mistah, four point six, know what's on my wrist Mistah, gold and platinum both of em, know I switched Mistah, I drop you Mistah, I got too Mistah, especially if I like it, shit, I cop two Mistah, keep it locked Mistah, keep it cocked Don't let your ?? cause you know mistah hit your block Mistah, luxury, look, know what I drive Mistah, first class, look, know what I fly Mistah, taylor made so you know that I'm shy Mistah, check my credit card, know what I buy Mistah, call me that because that's my name Mistah, you took the loss so charge it to da game Mistah, creep with the tek, mistah takin respect Call me what you want to, just don't call me collect Mistah! Mistah! Call me what the f**k you want Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front Mistah! Call me what the f**k you want Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Yeah that's me, yeah that's me Mistah! Mistah! Yeah that's me Mistah! Yeah that's me What Mistah, like baller Mistah, shot caller Like I roam my block so it's like, mistah New Orleans Mistah, C.O. nigga, see the flow nigga See the dough nigga, see the six double O nigga Mistah, no I'm not a pull a chick All yall frontin in a four or a five, I just pull up in a six Mistah, hopped out the whip, hopped in the kick Mistah, got cash but I got more to get Mistah, ??? players don't be f**kin with you haters If you is I just holla at you later Mistah, like larger then life, multitalented with the mic Multitalented like, rhyme fourty days and fourty nights You wanna challenge me right, you be livin off of hype You might win, sike, mistah! Mistah, MVP, cash checks with no I.D. Mistah, N-O L-I-M-I-T, yeah that's me Mistah, rowdy rowdy Mistah, bout it bout it Mistah, got your girl Mistah, shock the world Mistah! Mistah! Call me what the f**k you want Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front Mistah! Call me what the f**k you want Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Yeah that's me, yeah that's me, yeah that's me Mistah! Mistah! Look look, yeah that's me, yeah that's me Mistah! |
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