50 Cent Lyrics
50 Cent Lyrics
"When The Guns Come Out Lyrics"
Menensky Mobbin' Lyrics
BIZZY BONE:Heaven'z Movie Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on muthafuckas. See, it's like the Menensky Mob, see, they used to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master, so the people didn't go on the boat, you know what I'm sayin'? [Shit, smoke. Can a black man get some paper up in this place, man?] B.L.A.C.K.H.O.L.E. [But I'm a black man in a white man's world.] Fuck this shi
BIZZY BONE:Heaven'z Movie Menensky-muthafuckin'-Tribe mobbin' on muthafuckas. See, it's like the Menensky Mob, see, they used to be the ones who was fightin' the slave master, so the people didn't go on the boat, you know what I'm sayin'? [Shit, smoke. Can a black man get some paper up in this place, man?] B.L.A.C.K.H.O.L.E. [But I'm a black man in a white man's world.] Fuck this shi
Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
Ya'll niggas know, front on me or my dough, then the guns come out X 2
[Verse 1]
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind
They say I'm fuckin' crazy, they think I'm out my mind
Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time
Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
22 inch chrome, a nigga money loan
You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown
You go against the grain, pussy and you on ya own
Youre entering my zone, welcome to the terror-dome
The ice blowin' my chain, blood blue in my veins
Booth still in the range, I'm doin' my thang
The semi auto spray, run
Quicksand Jesus Lyrics
She caught the melting sky It burned but still the winter passes by and by To the other side A slow parade of wind That blows through threes That wilted with the season? children Are we saved by the words of bastard saints Do we live in fear or faith Tell me now who? behind the rain A maze of tangled grace The symptoms of ?or real?are
if you get away She caught the melting sky It burned but still the winter passes by and by To the other side A slow parade of wind That blows through threes That wilted with the season? children Are we saved by the words of bastard saints Do we live in fear or faith Tell me now who? behind the rain A maze of tangled grace The symptoms of ?or real?are
We'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
You touch a dime of mines dawg and your ass dead
[Chorus x2]
Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
Ya'll niggas know, front on me or my dough, then the guns come out
[Verse 2]
In the hood, hoopty, hat low, niggas don't know I'm around
Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down
You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
Hard niggas finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em
You cut 'em once and keep fight, fuck it just keep cuttin' em
Its real killa instincts, kill or be killed
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
Fuck around and get ya cap peeled
nigga you know
Bad Bad Day Lyrics
It's been a bad bad day for me it's been a sad sad day for me My baby left on her way now I'm left here to pay it's been a bad bad day for me It's been a dark dark day for me the sun won't shine on my blue misery Tears are falling like rain only sorrow remains it's been a sad sad day for me Everywhere I go trouble greets me sorrow seems to know just where to meet me Why why this old
the drill, Brownsville It's been a bad bad day for me it's been a sad sad day for me My baby left on her way now I'm left here to pay it's been a bad bad day for me It's been a dark dark day for me the sun won't shine on my blue misery Tears are falling like rain only sorrow remains it's been a sad sad day for me Everywhere I go trouble greets me sorrow seems to know just where to meet me Why why this old
Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food
And the hand that fed them too
nigga welcome to the jungle, New York New York
Gangstas use sign language and let their guns talk
I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some crips
I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga I got extra clips
I don't know karate, but I split the bricks
I don't love 'em loverboy, we the shit bitch
[Chorus x2]
Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
Ya'll niggas know, front on me or my dough, then the guns come out
[Verse 3]
I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
In case your dumbass wanna tussle
AR-15,to make the shell case muffle
Scope, infered run you're
When Fat Pigs Fly Lyrics
breaking it down like a bold lie bury it down like it's bad wine a sense of relief oh sweet victory but there's no escape from biblatic prophecy this is not the course of old this is not over laying it down on luther king street a sense of despair you may never meet secrets swept up by the sleigh burn the wrinkled hand and just watch it fall away this is not the course of old this is not over time we a
still dead breaking it down like a bold lie bury it down like it's bad wine a sense of relief oh sweet victory but there's no escape from biblatic prophecy this is not the course of old this is not over laying it down on luther king street a sense of despair you may never meet secrets swept up by the sleigh burn the wrinkled hand and just watch it fall away this is not the course of old this is not over time we a
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
No exception to the rule, death is promised
Plus I just bought my niggas new macs and llamas
Got respect for human life, but will I accomodate you
One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
No future fuckin' with me, there's no tomorrow
niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit ya with hollows
[Chorus x2]
Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
Ya'll niggas know, front on me or my dough, then the guns come out