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from Bow Wow - The Price Of Fame (2007)
Alt spelling - 4 Corners
[Jermaine Dupri:] Question, What Ya'll Know About Swangers On A Slab? 30's On A Hummer With The Butterfly Doors, Lucky Charm Teeth Lack On Dem D's, Chevy's Sittin' High Iced Out Everything, Stacks On Deck No Bank. What Y'all Know About 5 Of The Hottest Young Niggas In The Game? Bow Wow, $hort Dawg, Scrappy, Tha Boy Lil' Wayne, The Homey Pimp C We Got A Little Story To Tell Ya'll About Where We Come From. [Verse 1: Bow Wow] I Come From Where A Chevy Wit A Trunk Full Of Bump Is All That's Wanted In A Year It Don't Matter Long As You Throw Some Throw Some D's On It Mouth Cost More Than Your House House On 10 Acres In The Inside So Fly Niggas Call Me Jim Baker From Ohio To Texas We So Infectious ATL To STL Is Gon' To Be Hard To Catch Us I'm Talkin' 'About Niggas Poppin' Pills, Pills, Sippin' On Bar, Bar, Drinkin' Crunk Livin' Like It's No Tomorrow See Out Of Towners Can't Understand 'Cause I Cut All My Words Shawt Poppin' Tags Is Mandatory Saturday At The Mall Hoods Ain't Hoods They Cardboards & Zones Guns Car Choppers & When It's On It's On See The Kids Can't Live Without It & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It Hear Me Out See The Kids Can't Live Without & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do 'About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It & Now Answer Me This. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? $hort Dog Holla At 'Em! [Verse 2: Too $hort] The Boy Country Like Overalls You Know That Dawg Catch Me In A Slab The Same Color As Bowlin' Balls Crusin' Up The Avenue I'm Probably Gon' Give You Hoe On Cop 'Cause I Ball Hard & I'm Stuntin' Just Like It's No Tomorrow So Yesterday I Swear I Spent About 50 G's On A Wrist Watch That Shine Brighter Then The Christmas Tree If You Was Gettin' Cheese You Would Probably Spend Too So Don't Hate 'Em 'Cause I Blow Paper Like The Wind Do & Hop Out Clean So Watch Your Queen I'm My Biggest Baller In Houston Homey Not Yao Ming I Mean I'm Gettin' Money Man So My Pockets Hell A Chubby & I Be Sippin' Drank That's Purple Like The Teletubbies So When It Comes To The Women Dawg I Can Tell They Love Me They Put They Panties In A Envelope & Mail 'Em To Me, Damn. Now How's That For Some Fan Mail? But Me & Bow Gotta Question Know The Answer Raise Your Hand Yell. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Scrap Get At 'Em! [Verse 3: Lil' Scrappy] Yeah They Call Me Fisher Price 'Cause All I Do Is Play Nice & I Hang Around The Gang Of Gorillas That Love To Fight I'm The Ice Man I'm Far Away From The Sun But I'm Still Hot Like A Bullet Pushin' About A Gun My Charger Look Like A Muscle Liftin' A Ton You Can Pickin' On Me Then You Picked The Right One That's Right You Pass Another Drink & I'm Sippin' Another One You Trust Me Up I'm Blunin' I'm Blowin' Myself A Bun Got A Froot Loop Coup Lookin' Like Orange Juice When Them Hoes See The Truth They Don't Be Knowin' What To Do Yeah I'm Scrap, Scrap, The Youngest Young Nigga In The Nation Young Nigga Quit Hatin' On The Money That I'm Makin' I'm Just Country Nigga. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Weezy! Holla! [Verse 4: Lil' Wayne] Look They Call Me Wayne That Is Our Cheporone So Far Ahead Of The Race I Don't Know Which Lap I'm On, Damn Little Homo Young Louisiana Hit You With The 3 5 7 Like MC Hammer & Money Talks So That's My Grammar If You Ain't About Money You Can Step Like A Gambler. Am I The Illest Doin' This? Hell Yeah I Am Fresher Then The Prince Of Bel Air (Me Too) & O.G. Kush Is What You Smell Here Smokin' The Biggest Blunt's Don't Worry I Brought A Spare They Say I'm At The Top But I'm Almost There & When I Get I Will Sit Don't Worry I Brought A Chair I'll Put Ice All Over The Altermare But Yay Watch Face No Time Is Hard To Tell & I Will Do Whatever Tha Carter Shell So Hot Goin' Out Wit Me Is Like Goin' To Hell. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? [Fades out] |
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from Jay-Z - Vol. 2 Hard Knock Life (1998)
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh
[$hort] That's right [Jay-Z] Uh-huh-uh, it was all good just a week ago [$hort] Last week I had everything [Jay-Z] Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all good just a week ago [$hort] I had the money.. had the cars, the bitches [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, yeah, it was all good just a week ago [$hort] and the jewelry.. and then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin [Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo [$hort] Beyotch! Verse One: Jay-Z Growin up in the hood just my dog and me We used to hustle in the hood for, all to see Problems, I called on him, he called on me We wasn't quite partners, I hit him off my P Met him unlocked doors, off my keys Yeah we spoke, much more than cordially Man he broke bread with me, my business spread swiftly The Feds came to get me, we both fled quickly Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me Got caught, and that's when our relationship strayed Used to call me from the joint til he ran out of change And when he called collect and I heard his name I quickly accepted, but when I reached the phone he's talkin reckless, I can sense deceit in his tone I said, "Damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you're home?" He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet cause you're home." I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone The crackers up there bleachin your dome, you're reachin I said, "The world don't stop I've got to keep keep on." From there I sensed the beef was on I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone To see if I had bugs and leeches on my phone Can't be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced And they show the other side when they catch a new case It's on Chorus: Too $hort, Jay-Z It was cool when you had hella weed to smoke And you bought a new home where you could keep the folks I don't see how this side of you could be provoked (Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago) Funny what, seven days can change A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all good just a week ago) Verse Two: Jay-Z Like I put the toast to your head and made you sell We both came in this game, blind as hell I did a little better, had more clientele Told you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bail Seventeen and I'm holdin on to around a mill I could bail out and blow trial and come around on Appeal Had niggaz thinkin I was from Uptown for real I had so much hustle plus I was down to ill Like a Brooklyn nigga, straight out of Brownsville Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty Freezin on them corners still holdin my crack Lookin up and down the block, the fuck is the dough at? Came from flat broke to lettin the dough stack You tell them feds I said I'm never goin back I'm from Marcy, and Marcy don't raise no rats You know the consequences of your acts, you can't be serious Chorus Verse Three: Jay-Z The lawyer I retained you said you leakin some things All this after a week in the bang I'm mad at myself cause I didn't spot the weak and lame I woulda bet the house you wouldn't speak a thang Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us we sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that? Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry That's right, the same game that make you mad could make you die It's a dice game, and sometimes you crap Who woulda thought you'd get popped one time and rat? Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad and your son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?" The labelling of a snitch is a lifetime scar You'll always be in jail nigga, just minus the bars Chorus [Too $hort] Shit is crazy man All these niggaz out here snitchin We was one step away from takin this crack money and recyclin it through the ghettoes and buildin back up our own hoods Now all you niggaz start snitchin on each other I got partners doin 15-20 Wouldn'ta been doin SHIT if you didn't snitch Beyotch! It's about time y'all check that shit out man It ain't all good Shut your mouth Just watch the game And don't snitch It sure will do a lot for you Believe that baby Jay-Z, Short Dawg's in the house main You know I got it Got it goin on We got the money Ain't got nuthin to do with crime baby But I'm recognizing [Jay-Z] You rat bastard |
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Can'T Stay Away (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Short Dog's In The House (1990) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Short Dog's In The House (1990) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Cocktails (1995) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Get In Where You Fit In (1993) | |||||
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from Too $hort - You Nasty (2000) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Blow The Whistle (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - You Nasty (2000) | |||||
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from E-40 - The Block Brochure [Deluxe] (2012) | |||||
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from Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Crunkest Hits (Clean) (2011) | |||||
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from King T - Thy Kingdom Come (2005) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Blow The Whistle (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Get In Where You Fit In (1993) | |||||
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from Kelis - Kelis Was Here (2006)
Kelis
(laughing) Hey a, you don't have to love me you don't even have to like me But you will respect me you know why? Cuz I'm a BOSS Uh uh... watch the beat go... Uh uh... watch the beat go... (Bangladesh) Uh uh... watch the beat go... Uh uh... watch that beat go... (Chorus) Kelis I'm bossy I'm the first girl to scream on a track I switched up the beat of the drum That's right, I brought all the boys to the yard And that's right, I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm I'm bossy I'm the bitch y'all love to hate I'm the chick that's raised the stakes I told young stunna he should switch to Bape I'm back with an 808 cause I'm bossy Ooh lemme slow it down for ya so you can catch the flow Screw it up make it go extra slow Real girls get down on the flo (on the flo get down, on the flo) Ooh I gave you a taste you want some more (Touch down) I'ma throw it up like a pro I ride the beat like a bicycle, I'm icy cold Ooh from the 6-4 hefers up in Crenshaw To the money makin playas up in Harlem Don't want no problem We gon keep it bumpin while the 808 is jumpin Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill (Chorus) Ooh (I bet I bet I bet) I bet cha neva heard it like this before Me and my baby be cruisin' them phantom doors Got the bar poppin this that you can't afford (can't afford) Ooh I'm drinkin, blastin the crowds it's all smokin All the while I'm all open Me and my girls we stay fly and we love to stay high Ooh from the 6-4 hefers up in Crenshaw To the money makin playas up in Harlem Don't want no problems We gon keep it bumpin while the 808 is jumpin Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill (Chorus) Too Short It's bout time that she get with me Can't stop starin, she's fine and she's pretty Damn girl, don't hurt em If niggas don't back back, you gon work em Put your mack down, I know your background What chu want girl, you gettin that now That's how you do it, huh? Well I'm the coolest one Them bad bitches in the back bring em to the front (bitch) Tell that man you's a boss bitch Make some noise, raise your hand if you's a boss bitch I don't think he understand you's a boss bitch Get some help if you can cause he lost it Ain't no refunds, she spent the cash mayne In your benz with her friends in the fast lane Flossin, you say "how much it cost me?" About a million dollars playa, she's bossy (Chorus) Uh uh... watch the beat go... (x8) Uh uh... |
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from Too $hort - Get Off The Stage (2007) | |||||
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from Too $Hort - Married To The Game (2003) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Blow The Whistle (2006) | |||||
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from Wallpaper. - #STUPiDFACEDD (2011) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - What's My Favorite Word? (2002) | |||||
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from Too $Hort - Married To The Game (2003) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Blow The Whistle (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - What's My Favorite Word? (2002) | |||||
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from Booty Call (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - You Nasty (2000) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Cocktails (1995) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Chase The Cat (2001) | |||||
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from Messy Marv - Collabos (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Can'T Stay Away (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Can'T Stay Away (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Chase The Cat (2001) | |||||
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from Lee Risenour Feat. Will Downing - Lost (1998) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Chase The Cat (2001) | |||||
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from Too $Hort - Married To The Game (2003) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Life Is...Too $Hort (1989) | |||||
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from 덤파운데드 3집 - We Might Die (2016) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Cocktails (1995) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Cocktails (1995) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006)
[E-40 + girl]
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [E-40] Dem your friends over there? Nah! Who you with then, nobody? That's what I figured Sittin at the bar, pervin all by yourself Gettin nice and liquored You said - truuue, I'm havin problems with my dawg And I said - oooh, my broad just left me for a broad We in the same boat foxy lady lil' momma pretty woman I'm beginnin to think we got somethin in common Confirmation, verification, lack of communication in our relationship Drama (drama) just picture me and you gettin our freak on in the sauna (sauna) Stress free without no rubbers or no condoms (condoms) That's the real, treatin each other, crustaceans, {?} or Benihana's No more 7/11, time for real chimichongas Sheeeit, f'real f'real, we'll change the program up so quick [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [Too $hort] I see her choosin, it won't take me long I got too much game, so I cain't be wrong Ain't no safety zone, for a bitch when I'm around I lead her anywhere and go pimp her by the town I'm Too $hort baby that's what I do You wanna play all the broads, but I do too You know the rules of the game, take my hoe, ain't no shame Cause I can do the same thang You wanna sleep wit her, be sneaky and try to creep wit her She take his cash and he let her Not knowin, I was gon' get it all You love the way we players ball [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [Too $hort] She like them paid niggaz, let 'em have they way wit it She like them baller niggaz yaeh you know we all hit it She like them real G's who treat her like she's filthy She like to keep the square even though she still be fuckin with that other nigga, that's what she likes Niggaz packin pistols [E-40] Niggaz ridin bikes Rated PG if you keep on the lights You ain't gotta work hard, you his wife Fight in clubs and I'm lookin at the price Nails and toes, get some done Not his kid but he calls him son I don't know what you did but you got him sprung Never me doe (me doe) I'm hard as a diamond That ain't me hoe (me hoe) I'm a hustler be timin to the utmost (utmost) shinin and grindin with my kinfolk (kinfolk) collectin and stackin my loot Steppin with soldiers and trues, pimpin and panderin hoes Strikin a player pose (strikin a player pose) [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you - 1/2 [Outro] That's what she is A funky, once a month bleedin, dirty down BITCH That what she is, you know what I'm sayin? Like you call me a pimp Somebody somebody would take that offensively A square would, you know what I'm sayin? Or some, some brothers get mad cause you say nigga Right? Well the bitch, to her At least to, to my hoes, that's more of a, a pet name |
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from Too $hort - Life Is...Too $Hort (1989) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Short Dog's In The House (1990) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Short Dog's In The House (1990) | |||||
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from Keyshia Cole - Just Like You (2007)
[Verse 1:]
So while you going out having your fun, I should sit here waiting for you? All this time I've invested in you baby, now you getting your dubs. And making your runs and popping your drink. and having your fun. But see it's ok. Cus what goes around comes around. It's always been that way. [Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you boy? [verse 2:] So now the sun coming up you wanna change. But I ain't sitting up and crying shit. So while you rolling out doing your thing. I'll be popping my bottles. Rolling round clubs. Hanging with me girls. I'll be having my fun Cuz I don't deserve all the games you play. Now you coming back this way. but... Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you boy? [Bridge:] You going out knowing everybody's watching. But she could never be me and you know it baby. the proff is in the puddin. Ain't no way to hide it. (Didn't I tell you boy) [Too short:] You thinkin you got her stuck, you must be smoking. she got alot of money too. She ain't no joke man. We raised her good. She got the game before the fame. Keyshia cole, ain't nothing changed. you know her name. You see her ridin something clean. Lookin hella fly. I know you heard, she changed her mind. I'm bout to tell you why. She ain't staying at the house. She going out. To some exclusive shit that you don't know about. She won't be curled up crying with a broke heart. She bout to get dressed and go hard. And if you wanna run the streets chasing hoes, dude she'll be out chillin cuz you ain't doin what you suppose to. Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you boy? |
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from Too $hort - Chase The Cat (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Life Is...Too $Hort (1989) | |||||
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from Jonn Hart - Cross My Hart (2018) | |||||
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from Yhung T.O, Mozzy - Legendary Gangland [ep] (2017) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Shorty The Pimp (1992) | |||||
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from Scarface - My Homies (2005) | |||||
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from Def Squad - Def Squad Presents Erick Dnasis (2000)
(Erick Onasis)
Whoo! Uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing I'm Born to Mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there I swear boy wanna get touched Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so DUCK I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred S drivin with hand on trigger Crazy Lestat, check my track record Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old So what that mean? I rolled the blunt and puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin B Sewin up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin me Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that? I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack Who said the E can't rock? That's bullshit Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her Psych, I already stuck her Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up Here's an icepack - homeboy shut the hell up I rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggaz know what's happenin Everything he touch goes platinum Eyeeaaaah! (Too $hort) I made a half a million in a week And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me You can't believe it? Erick Sermon, rollin with $hort Rolled from California all the way to New York in big Benzes, G hooked it up Now we trying to squash all that East/West stuff We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray Makin millionaires but it ain't no hurry cause we all in it for the long run I won't leave the studio until a song's done And ain't nuthin really hard about gettin my cash A big fat house with a million stashed You other niggaz got this rap game distorted Givin DAT's to the label, straight gettin shorted Claim you gettin paid, but I can't tell You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell You talk a good game but I don't believe in you You smoked a lotta blunts but I got mo' weed than you I guess I see you on the charts in the meanwhile Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles Wishin you could be in the light Promoters pay me ten G's just to breathe on the mic Bitch! $hort Dawg puttin it down with the E Double (Erick Onasis) Shhhhh! You remind me of my fat gold chain Some of y'all are just small change Be a boss with true true game Yeah yeah Dig this y'all, my Music is Dangerous Atomic Dog, coming through the smog with $hort Dawg Ahhh! Quick with the trig Jack be nimble I shoot like G Mob goes liftin through my window Chik chik pow! How you like me now? The man in the mirror it don't get no clearer $hort Dawg, the E Double, and Breed we roll thick Like girls in C.A.U. with the good power-U Owww! Money is the key to fame So I can live it up with the girls on Soul Train The impact, major league dough like Dave Justice Yo Breed, $hort Dawg, show em how we bust this (Too $hort) Like some true pioneers, don't forget it some nigga |
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from Too $hort - What's My Favorite Word? (2002) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Chase The Cat (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Born To Mack (1989) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) (1996) | |||||
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from Luniz - Lunitik Muzik (1997) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Can'T Stay Away (2001) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Cocktails (1995) | |||||
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from Scarface - The Untouchable [Explicit Version] (1997)
Intro: Too $hort
Man, what's up with these niggaz out here Mad at us cause we on top I love to see niggaz gettin money Better get it while the gettin is good Get it while you can, man And stop hatin me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby Verse One: Dr. Dre I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont understand know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans to blow up, will he style like this everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray stay in the mix like Alezay V.I.P., my shit parked valet on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again some try to assault Dre, its still cavi Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin I fought and made the world listen Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over rap master with the Houston heat holder these playas best to get they shit in check cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck Chorus: Ice Cube Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand degrees And lord please let me make mo cheese Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [repeat 2X] Verse Two: Scarface Buck the whole world meant that, gotta stay strapped cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats Super fist fightin shit might come down to dyin When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this Audi little something out the seams a my trousers with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya I down ya, so let your people know what they face with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station Kaboom! and everybody dies outside there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers December 31st, 96 (the game is over) Chorus (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface Smokin weed I never trail, I lead spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs but these are the things real playas do talkin shit is real things that the hatas do I'm namin you shit's thick, its time to run for shelter I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes The dazes, Revelations in the last stages Red skys institute, the silent horns playin Im prayin with tears in my eyes Cuz Im tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over) Chorus |
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from Too $hort - Get Off The Stage (2007) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Get In Where You Fit In (1993) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Get In Where You Fit In (1993) | |||||
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from Too $Hort - Married To The Game (2003) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Get Off The Stage (2007) | |||||
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from Too $hort - What's My Favorite Word? (2002) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) |