Standing On Top Of A Mountain lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Ace Hood, Pooh Bear)
[Pooh Bear:]
Standing on the mountain top
Countin all this Money
Laughin at you Haterz
Ain't Nothing Gonna Save you
[DJ Khaled:]
Yeah,
Welcome Back
Another small Buy
We global
Feel my pain
The internet can't deal with a nigga like me
Cus I keep it so hood, yeah I keep it so Street
The industry hate but they gotta see me
Turn your tvs on bet all u see is me
Nah I ain't playing why you trying to blame me
Might as well hate the world instead of hating on me
[Pooh Bear:]
And we taking over, One label at a time
[DJ Khaled:]
I need that clearence
Feed me more
Come and think about it you need it more
Uhh I am miami
I do this for miami,
24 and 7 trays
Yeah nigga we born and raised
See this, we showed them
[Pooh Bear:]
Standing on the mountain top
Countin all this Money
Laughin at you Haterz
Ain't Nothing Gonna Save you
[DJ Khaled:]
I Introduce you to
[Ace Hood:]
Ace Hood!
[DJ Khaled:]
Get Em.
[Ace Hood:]
Mo money mo problems
They Holla I get em I got em
I'm bout a da bougaties
The beasts that I feasts of the bottom
Youngens they charge feeding heat with the teeth of the lautter
Ace stopping I'm Steady Moppin
Leave you at Side of the Coffin
Bitch I am Ace that's the Ace of the Double O D
And When you Mention Greatness Bitch you better me mentioning me
And when you say The best you definitely mentioning we
They said I couldn't do it
Proove it I'm Ludacris Nigga
So doubted the music They influenced and movin through me
I'm Times 3
Hit a fiend and it's deeper than me
Call me Young HOV they way I change and I bank on the beat
My Album coming tell em pussies they stayin asleep
It's TUTT
Aye I serve em as raw as the beef
My replication of this creature I mention it's me
My Album Droppin see this dead will be living through me
That means greatnes is bigger than Pac decased
Go Hard lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Kanye West, T-Pain)
[Kanye West]
I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from [x4]
[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, We the best
I'm goin in, I'm goin in
I do it for the hood cause the hood told me I should
If you rep yo hood, and you goin hard
If the they hatin on you don't stress
Tell them niggas that we the best
Fuck nigga, you can't stop this
Fuck the best we run this game
Kanye West, Khaled and Pain
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard
But I won't let you get to me
You should already thinkin I'mma go hard
If you were as real as me
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin money ain't shit to me
This in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go hard
You got another way to live, you gots to go hard
I am gettin it in until the end I got to go, go, go, go, go hard
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I go the hardest
Flow so retard
I'm disgusted with myself
I mean uhh, were do I start
First I spin around and vomit
Then I shit up on it
Fuck the beat up so bad
Won't nobody get up on it
I flow sick, nigga how sick?, sea sick
Got your hand out don't look at me bitch
You lookin at who made me rich
You lookin at who made me rich
I have some wins some losses
Just a life of a God damn boss's
With the top off lookin for a girl with a ass as fat as Tracey Ross's
This is dope as is get
Dope as a mother fuckin acid trip
Fly as 57 passengers
This finna be another classic bitch
Everybody know I got if you want it then get at it
But I ain't gon have
No I ain't gon have it
[Chorus: T-Pain]
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
I ain't ever been scurred
Never been the type to bite my words
When I came up y'all gave me shit
Now I'm finna make y'all eat them turds
Always said what the fuck I felt
Gon head spit that murder I wrote
Man I don't care bout what you felt
Fuck you nigga I know I'm dope
Felt like I'm comin to get my all
Felt like I had to play the fly on the wall
Felt like niggas was stuntin on me
Funny how I'm flyer than them all
Now I'm at the top ain't nowhere to go now
Instead of me she gon go down
Maybe I would have slowed down if I knew what I know now
I'm stupid you know I'm dumb
This could fuckin get old while it's good I'm young
But my heart get cold as the hood I'm from
Tell me what it take to be number one
I guess it's gon be what it's gon be
But here's one thing y'all got to hear
I'm a tell you like George Bush told me
Fuck ya'll niggas I'm out of here
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Out Here Grindin lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Akon, Rick Ross, Young Jeezy, Lil Boosie, Trick Daddy, Ace Hood, Plies)
DJ Khaled,
We the best season
Has returned
I do this
For the streets
The runners
Cause I'm out here grindin'
Cause I'm out here grindin'
Hey Hey
I don't care what nobody say
Ima be me (be me)
Stay hood
Stay rasied in the streets
(cause I'm out here grindin')
niggas talk about greatness
Whenever they speak about me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't splitting
Nothing with nobody homie
I gotta get me me
(cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me
Cause I am the streets.
[Rick Ross:]
Ricky Ross
Put my life on the line
But I'm likely to rhyme
I'm on top of the game
If you like it or not
Ask how I get freesh
Strawberry swishy sweets
You'll be dealing with H
When you dealing with G's
Flashing deal
With the realest
Shopping like
It's still december
Diplomat on the fender
Of the phantom
I'm the winner
I do it for the hood
I do it cause you're gay
You suckers
Wish you could Ricky Ross
Is in the bank
[Plies:]
Hey, feds
Heard your bringing
My name up
Know you want me back
Think I give a fuck
Better dyte me now
Before price go up
Came in the world thuggin
Leaving with big nuts
Yeah, I run with killas
Homie so what
What you want me to tell
I sold you to lil dust?
Send your informants
I bet he leave butts
Ain't scared to go
I beileve in jesus
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
Ima be me (be me)
Stay hood
Stay rasied in the streets
(cause I'm out here grindin')
niggas talk about greatness
Whenever they speak about me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't splitting
Nothing with nobody homie
I gotta get me me.
(cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me
Cause I am the streets
[Lil Boosie:]
W E T H E B E S T
DJ Khaled (WE DA BEST)
W E T H E B E S T
(DJ Khaled) That's ME!
W E T H E B E S T
DJ Khaled (WE DA BEST)
W E T H E B E S T
(DJ Khaled)
That's me
I wake up
To get my cake up
I'm algie brown
What can I say
I'm a product
Of my environment
Uh oh, I'm in the game
Watch me do me
Kickin these niggas
Khaled man
Call that bruce lee
Summer winter spring
I can't forget the fall
I still remain a dog
A diabetic and all
All I want is my paper
I don't care what they say
They stick their tounge out
When they bow their head
(Cause we da best)
[Trick Daddy:]
You niggas fly
Before you were just maggots
I'm the shit bitch
Because I'm black flagging
Yes sir DR the new sqaud
You niggas soft
We go hard
They like
Oh, God there go t double
He got his click
And his brothers
I know it's gon be trouble
Dark boys on the black gas
See they don't black mask
Now they can stand
My black ass
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
Ima be me (be me)
Stay hood
Stay rasied in the streets
(cause I'm out here grindin')
Talking about greatness
Whenever they speak about me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't spitting
Nothing with nobody homie
I gotta gimme me
(cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me
Cause I am the streets
[Ace Hood:]
Hey knock knock
Yee I'm knocking on
The Bank's door
Gimme the million dollars
And I'm dropping off
The cash flow
See you ain't heard
I hit a nit
Now my money right
Spend it on the u-haul
Dippin' on the turn pipe
Call up my dogs
Brag up my face
Bodies gon fall
Tell em it's ace
If I catch a charge
I'm gon flee the state
My nigga's
LA Reid and Khaled
Watch me beat the case
[Lil Wayne:]
Hahhhaha
And we are the best
And weezy be the shhh
Like two H's after S
I got these niggas on shhh
Like I gon deaf
And I'm right right
And your wrong left
Hahahahaha
Check out this bizarre
I am regularly irregular
Khaled best DJ
Weezy best rapper
If Khaled say
It's a movie
Then weezy best actor
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
Ima be me (be me)
Stay hood stay
Rasied on the streets
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
Talking about greatness
Whenever they speak about me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't splitting
Nothing with nobody
Homie I gotta gimme me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me Cause I am the streets
Go Ahead lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Fabolous, Flo-Rida, Fat Joe, Rick Ross, Lloyd)
[DJ Khaled:]
Yeah I met this shorty last night right
[Fabolous:]
Real Rap
[DJ Khaled:]
And you know she looked like she was with her man
[Fabolous:]
He, he, he
[DJ Khaled:]
And you know I see you with your man
She was like nah that's my friend
[Fabolous:]
Oooh Okay
[DJ Khaled:]
So that was my cue
Ayo Fab
[Fabolous:]
Ey Khaled
Shorty wanna give me the go ahead
That I'm a stay even when I need to go head
And if I feel something I'm a try
Figured you winked at me not just something in your eye
See shawty you ain't got to tell me what I know
That was E40 who said tell me when to go
I know I got the green light
And ya'll get the red light
So if the head right I'll be there err night
Err night like a playoff game
You hard working haters take a day off man
We the what?
[DJ Khaled:] We the best!
That's so true, when I walk in this bitch baby that's your cue
[CHORUS:]
I know you see me starin girl
I see you lookin at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin luck in the street
Girl tell me, what's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
What's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
[Rick Ross:]
It's the boss
You know we global
DJ Khaled, Flo-Rida, ya know how it is
Baby you need international phone call to call me
It's Global right here
I need bitch who motivated
And know multiplication
It's serve collect calls
'cause I got multiple cases
Let it be house, yea the comfortable places
Married to the game on a prenuptial basis
Khaled, he the best in the game when he break it
She the baddest in the club, and I'm willin to take it
We got a lot 'o dollars, gotta be willin to make it
And if you wanna baby might just be willin to taste it
Boss, I'm thuggin and she lovin it
Gotta have protect one, sippin on that bubbly
It's hard not to notice me, we known globaly
Sittin on the top of the world just so comfortably
[CHORUS:]
I know you see me starin girl
I see you lookin at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin luck in the street
Girl tell me, what's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
What's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
[Flo-Rida:]
Ayyyy
Let me get the OKAY shawty, what's on your brain
I wanna know I see you lookin, I been peepin your game
I get a rhythm, see me jookin t, teach you a thang -
Or two, I'm in the dang zip, you wanna come entertain me boo?
We can do that, there, just gimme the go
Been a playa unprepared, everybody grown folks
'Round here, them gold bottles hold them up
Then we can say, cheeers
[DJ Khaled:] Let's take a toast
No wheat or white bread in my Pilsbury dough
Just give me the right head with the letters G-O
All eyes if you like your momma, lame as a video
Imagine you and other kitties(?) strollin all over the city
[CHORUS:]
I know you see me starin girl
I see you lookin at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin luck in the street
[Fat Joe:]
Crack! How hot is hot?
She on fire baby burn the block
I even taught her how to turn to pot
You cool it off, and it come back rock (crack!)
Yes! I am him
Pull strings like a violin
Then I cross over like I'm Iverson
To Z100 out to Ireland
White chicks is standin on line
Black chicks is standin on line
Don't discriminate, I disintegrate
So much cake, maybe we can get away
[CHORUS:]
I know you see me starin girl
I see you lookin at me
Go find and it's apparent girl
You feelin luck in the street
Girl tell me, what's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
What's on your mind, let me know
Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead
I'm On lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Cool, Nas)
[Intro: DJ Khaled]
The season has returned
DJ KHALED!
We global now, we global
We international now, international
Nasir!
[Verse 1: Nas]
Money fall out the sky when I speak
Got a valet, can't leave mine out in these streets
Can't carpool, the crew is too deep
Why tuck it all in? The jewels are too sweet
You should ball if you could
I be diggin in my pockets, it ain't trickin if you got it
And since a nigga from the projects
Champagne out of a can would be the fly shit
And I'm a history maker, hood motivational speaker
Rap Led Zeppelin, best-dressed list
Show you how to bubble off of large investments
Ya heard me, and this journey, I'm the journalist
Line around the block to hear the words of the herbalist
Send ya girl to the Dominicans to perm her shit
Tell her tonight, we gonna see Nas return to his murder shit
[Hook: Nas (DJ Khaled)]
It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh
God's Son, never gone, never left
King, I played every card in the deck
The whole world waitin for what I'ma do next
And y'all already know where I came from
Queensbridge repper since day one
Nigga, I'm on! (Come on!)
I'm on! (Come on!)
I'm on! (Come on!)
I'm on! (Nasir!)
Come on!
[Chorus: Cool]
Out of the shadows, into the light
I have the power to take back what's mine
(Can't hide, can't hide)
We have the power
(Alive, it's so fine to be alive)
We are the light
[Verse 2: Nas]
I'm God's hit man, Chopard wristband
New York crown jewel, no if-and's, top five
I'm the one, two, three, four and the fifth man
Smoke a hookah in Istanbul, I'm quicksand
I'm five mics, five points of light
Hit the stage like a meteorite
They wanna all hear Ether tonight, but we ain't beefin tonight
That's history, so now when you mention me
Say I'm a mystery like six degrees
Or the seven hills of Sicily, I need a vasectomy
They resurrected me but nothin is left for me
Just when you thought you'd seen the best of me
I take it a notch higher, yeah
Sip more wine than a Somalian
Get around town in a private Lear
And by sun down, I'm up out of here
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Nas]
Power, paper, palace is so high
Lookin over skyscrapers, wildin out in Dubai
Do I look like I never seen the better things?
Emerald ring, I chase cheddar mean
Pockets on swole since eighteen years old
Gettin my dough, cigars are hand-rolled
From Guantanamo, Gallardos, the car shows
The Narcos, Gestapos, Optimos
Cause I love the dough more than you know
Still ain't reached the pinnacle
Braveheart general since nine-fo'
Got the belt to show, certified classic
Nine-six, Street Dreams was blastin
And no way they wanna hire assassins
They still harassin, I'm so platinum, it's natural
And nigga is my acronym, lights, camera, actionin
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Nigga, I'm on!
I'm on!
Come on!
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
We global now, we global
We international now, international
Nasir!
Game (Red Light) lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. The Game)
[DJ Khaled]
We the best
I represent the hood
I represent the ghetto
I represent the people
I represent you
LISTEN!!!
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[The Game]
Ayo Cali
Walk with me
Yeah thats what got me here
The chucks the khaki suits
All the swap meet years
The six dollar socks the five dollar rocks
Uncle Greg rest in peace he taught me how to chop
Thats why I love the hood and everything we got
From the ice cream trucks to the fourty ounce tops
All white Air Force Ones to fake Jacob watch
A few reasons why I drive the Bently hard top
Use it in my songs cause I live it on the block
Tattoo it on my face let the whole world watch
I'm that type of nigga yall made my city bigger dawg
Turn the TV off got tired of watchin Jigga boss
So we told our mom's we was lookin for jobs
When we was really in the record store lookin for Nas
Project of the ghetto, Ghetto and the project
From compton to being Dre's number one prospect so.....
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[Jadakiss]
AAHHAA!!!
Yeah ugh
They know
Yeah ugh
Aint no help there just food stamps
Weight checks and welfare
Every man gone for self there
Still might need to borrow your medicade card for health care
Yeah if you never got knocked then you made it
Everybody know eachother if not they realated
You can get shot or get bladed
Theres dudes that got jobs now that had blocks in the eighties
Six months five years for you just to cop out
Ninth or tenth grade is usually when niggas drop out
Fights break out when you wired and start joking
Alot of OG's retired and started smokin
House party games of spade sweet kool-aid
Loud music all night till the boys in blue raid
So therefore I could never be too paid
I know where I'm going and where I'm from will get you laid
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[Trick Daddy]
Haha
Tell me this how come
Black folks get a little doe
And forget where they come from
Man we used to have good times
But since you moved on up you aint cool with us
We still support you tho we dont see you much
You aint the first fool its cool with us
But why you living out your idols dreams
Remember how for you came and help you keep those thangs
Now its cool that your adress changed
But I'm tryna holla at my dog and the number aint the same
I guess new homies came with his fame
But see true homies will stay the same
Through all the up's and down's in your career
A couple wives few kids scattered here
And when you dead or broke without a deal
All the groupies cleared... The ghetto will still be here
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
We Global lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Fat Joe, Ray J, Trey Songz)
[DJ Khaled:]
I would usually scream all over this intro
But I'm a let my friends tell you
We Global
We Global Now
We Made It
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
We done been around the world,
Seen a lot girls, girls
We started off local,
Now we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
See, we do it for the hood,
Make it understood, we bought that paper
And we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
We da best
[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
Blast through
When I come through, all the pretty women wanna know what it do
Make Moves, I break rules
And baby when I leave I want your friend to come too
We rich nigga
Money make the playa haters sit, go figure, straight go getta
And when I tell you we da best, it's no lie.
We Live, it's televised
And if you feel me, put your hands in the sky
Let's make a oath that we never be broke again.
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
We done been around the world,
Seen a lot girls, girls
We started off local,
Now we global (We Global)
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
See, we do it for the hood,
Make it understood, we bought that paper
And we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
We da best
[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
I'm second to none
They're descending upon
Tattoo on my arm?, Tony Montana the one
We da best (We da best?) Yes We Nigga
Just got that new yacht to get em sea sicka
Yeah yeah, I love the way she do it
Mask on her face, first she chop it then screw it
Niggas coming ready raw, cause I speaking fluids talking money
That's something that you don't what to do with, I done rock with,
Mary J Blige, my nigga, try petting the recession, yeah some that nigga
The big boy get the big boy's rush, the only nigga made 20 mill,
Fuckin' with cats
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
We done been around the world,
Seen a lot girls, girls
We started off local,
Now we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
See, we do it for the hood,
Make it understood, we bought that paper
And we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
We da best
[Verse 3: Ray J]
I'm so independent, but the radio play em
Fuck em all night, and hit the streets in the AM
A milli off top if I video tape em
I seen a lot of girls, from LA to Jamaica
Yeahh, And all the girls, they wanna get freaky with me
Yeahh, I'm in the club with a girl? spenchafanece?
Ya my nigga DJ Khaled, girls alone and you know we the best
And we so flawless, It's your boy Ray J gettin that money.
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
We done been around the world,
Seen a lot girls, girls
We started off local,
Now we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
See, we do it for the hood,
Make it understood, we bought that paper
And we global
And baby, we da best (we da best)
We da best (we da best)
We da best
She's Fine lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Sean Paul, Missy Elliott & Busta Rhymes)
She's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
It is from the wildy fuck because the side and up
U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup
Because she's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
And it's from the side and up because the side and up
She a man, uh a wanton, fire
She's blazin' up
Missy be the shigady, you bomb digady
I can take your man shawty that's foshigady
Foshigady, I make a lot migady
Money ain't a biggady
I make ya' so sik of me, I make history like Khaled make a movie
It's yours truly, I'll send G'd like a purpo D
Spend the new G's on the bag and the shoes see the Gucci, Gucci
The Fendy and the look on me
I got a groopie that wanna do me
I got a hotter chingalling a taste ov oochi, oouchi wallin', baby
You got a problem, baby, go, get me, baby
Fuckin' wit da hottest, baby
K-H-A-L-E-D
You got your boys
Then I look 'em on me, eh, eh, eh
I'd rather spend a ching-aling on it, eh, eh, eh
I'd rather spend a ching-aling on it
(Woo)
She's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
It is from the wildy fuck because the side and up
U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup
Because she's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
And it's from the side and cup because the side and up
She a man uh a wanton fire
She's blazin' up
Become in love dem ott gurls
Duffle man dey bring da gi and da vaga into my world
Sport center to the fuck gurls
Cenemar left dem out now dey come out on my word
So I'm dickin' on my ladies
So every women out dere
Start likin' me apres dis
So wen I get to say dis
Every boy named K-a-led to da K space
Out my wife to uh dingin' apred dis
Duffle man out ther wish I'm not ladies
When I'm at the bar man champagne outrageous
Stick your body out in my sister Mercedes
Blazin' oh, man your energeny is outsa
Blazin' oh man stick your body outta
On my need on energy on us
Streight upon the lies the busta mere putsa
She's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
It is from the wildy fuck because the side and up
U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup
Because she's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
And it's from the side and up because the side and up
She a man uh a wanton fire
She's blazin' up
I dont give you non knock on would
I'm a muthafuckin' freak and yo' ass look good
And I give it too you good
Until the day we through
Heard you a freak, ya me too
O I'll monkey fuck in a way you never heard of
Chokin' wit my tung, I'm a peal or a pearl
My little mama open and there ain't no denyin'
Shawty gobblin' up my meat
And I will nigga drive you got enough to eat
Well, here's a sip of Aquafina
Mouth so pretty with lips like Angelina
I ain't neva seen a chick look like such a winner
Shawty got an extra bite, she got a little foreign in her house
She give it to me wen we had to do it, do it
She was makin' funny noises like ouit, ouit
She was lookin' at me funny and I know I wasn't buggin'
Shawty give the kinda sounds like I was dik
And now it's rushin'
(Ooh)
She's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
It is from the wildy Fuck because the side and up
U' too t' bae I guess because the wildy tup
Because she's blazin' up
She's blazin' up the Gucci man
And it's from the side and up because the side and up
She a man uh a wanton fire
She's blazin' up
Final Warning lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Rock City, Bun B, Blood Raw, Ace Hood, Brisco, Bali, Lil' Scrappy & Shawty Lo)
[The Inkredibles:] It's so incredible
[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Yeah it's the DJ Khaled Khaled Khaled
I do this for the projects!
I got the Mothafuckin Gutta on this track
I got the projects on this one!
[Chorus: Rock City]
You have no idea why you started
But guess this is your final warning
And boy we don't care who you callin
Nothing can save you know
Shotta youts will run up in your apartment
So you betta mind where you walkin
God damn man can to your target
Nothin can save you know
[Bun B]
See you dun push the wrong button
And Cross the wrong line
Stepped on the wrong shoe
Muthafucka it was mine
Time and time they get me out the tandem
Me are da true
I traded mine in
For caveman king
You don't wanna fuck with the Southside Gotcha boys
Ya'll ain't know trill ass niggas
Ya'll some boxy boys
And pull shots on boys
Scattered like a roach
And put that on the fifth
I'm the nigga you don't wanna approach
[Blood Raw:]
I was raised in the heart of the jungle
The belly of the beast
And this lick here sweet
I'm so flawed
You can put me on the front line
Ass back nicks
I don't represent the gun shy
Thing about the Street life
Homie I live
Wear my heart on my sleeve
And niggas gotta fear life
From the bottom to the top
East to the west
All I gotta say is Khaled
Nigga we the Best
[Chorus: Rock City]
You have no idea why you started
But guess this is your final warning
And boy we don't care who you callin
Nothing can save you know
[Ace Hood]
Yo Bdah Bdah Bdah
Khaled go let me see em
Hand me the fucking clever
Cause I got a fucking fever
For all the evil Kinevel people
who try to stunt
Call me Danny Glover
I'm lethal this ain't no sequel
Shoot you people while you sleepin
The grim reaper is out to lunch
Put holes in you mouth so you can't be found
And Khaled got my back
He gon shoot a hundred rounds
Bdddddddddddddah
So say hello to death
If you ever in my town
[Brisco]
I came from the eggs of a goddess
And the balls of a gigolo
All I had was 2 ounces
An old chevy and figuro
Blood shed apart my feet
And bad vibes got a nigga rockin voodoo deep
Lord forgive me I know not a better way
And pop has tried to stick me
Damn I need some better ye
Ring the Alarm
Tell em people come come
Look at what the fuck the Briscgun YEAH!
It's the Final Warning!
[Bali]
Khaled these niggas talkin
I'm an orphin
And leave a hole in his head
Like a dolphin
Fuck a hole in one
Ain't golfin'
I'mma put his whole unit in a coffin
Cause any nigga fuck wit my pocket
I'mma open his ass off
Like suicide doors
Any badass niggas
Y'all scared of that lake
I'mma tell you once don't be scared of the dre
[Chorus: Rock City]
You have no idea why you started
But guess this is your final warning
And boy we don't care who your callin
Nothing can save you know
[Lil Scrappy]
I'm usually cool
But know I gotta bet back
I tried telling ya
Ain't wit'cha death threats
I let my nigga know
Tell em go hammer that
And it ain't gon take all day
We know where you live at
Ill bet ya hide from ya neighbors
Keep em mad shawty
That's how we kill em babies
Holla Khaled
And tell him I'm on the way now
I just had to hit a lick in the A-Town
[Shawty Lo]
Look at me it's shawty
So bossy
And I don't feel like that
Can't stop me now
Ya See what's Haapnin
Big shit dun popped off
I'm the best nigga
you can ask Khaled
you can ask Khaled
you can ask Khaled
I'm the best nigga
[Chorus: Rock City]
You have no idea why you started
But guess this is your final warning
And boy we don't care who your callin
Nothing can save you know
Shotta youts will run up in your apartment
So you betta mind where you walkin
God damn man can do your target
Nothin can save you know
Fuck The Other Side lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. The Dunk Ryders, Trick Daddy)
I'm on my way nigga
Fuck the otha side
That side ain't shit
Niggas can't fuck with me
[Chorus:]
Now It's a Special way I fold my flag
And I'll bust ya head if it's bout dat cash
Give me a dickey I don't need that outfit (hol up)
A 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
Cause bitch I'm Alive
[Verse 1:]
Yeah and I can't even lie
You can tell by my red ass eyes that I'm high
I'm doin' sign language, Screamin fuck the other side
Flawgin' ass niggas ain't nuttin but some liars
We beat niggas have bitches like god
Them boys in that all black wild
Mouths get wide
An bitches get dumb
And bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club
And yeah we love dro
More den any otha hoe
Guns standin from the ceilin to the mothafuckin flo'
An we get it an we go it's like we get it from da sto'
Leave it in the weight house with a dickey full a blow (My Nigga)
[Chorus]
Fuck The Other Side
And I'll say it twice, Fuck The other Side
We in this bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now
[Verse 2:]
Now everybody like why you do it like that
Why the hell every day you be in that all black
Fresh Pair of J's and you kno they all black
Still posted in the hood with my dawgs countin stacks
This Shit ain't nothin new, they know how I do it homes
Seven tre (73) Big body sittin on chrome
Hood On Swole, Everybody on lean
I'm Smokin on Dro with a Hoodrat Bitch
Goons on the line and they ain't got shit
But we good over here, tell em get like this
Standin in the trap with my lil' young jits
Gettin off sacks, what you know about this Bout This
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Yo you don't really want it, cause you can really get it
You can catch me in that dickie or that 305 fitted
I ain't worried bout a busta, I Ain't worried bout a hoe
If a nigga try me than I'm gonna kill that mothafucka
Fuck the other side, I ain't gotta say it twice
All I do is say it once and my niggas on point
And Then you see them black flags, turn into them black masks
Niggas pullin' choppas out,
like they off in baghdad put em in a black bag go
and get ya check cashed if ya yell at anybody
ya might get ya neck slashed now there's a special
I hold my mack yeah yo there's a special way I fold my cash
Blood Money lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Brisco, Rick Ross, Ace Hood & Birdman)
Ha yeah, Triple C CMB, nigga
Poe boy, boss what it is, nigga?
Birdman, what up?
The goons to be king
How you love that pussy, nigga?
Yeah, blood money
The definition
I'm clutchin' on my slippin' in
The way I'm feelin' right now
A bitch can get the business
Just know my niggas squeeze on side
The only problem is we doin' this head knock
I told Ross, we gon' show 'em how the gutta do
Yeah, all black skis black ones and the jumpsuit
Slide in the slider, in and out night vision
Scopes on the AR to hit 'em with precision
And did I mention this one here's
For the thugs dummy? A little drugs bunny
We did it off of blood money, more pieces of crown vic surround us
We runnin' up on niggas, they jumpin' off of counters
One time for my allies, I'm a poe boy, that like my guns super size
CMB what it is? I'm cookin' up them kids
I'm countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We talkin' drug money
We talkin' blood money
We talkin' blood money
Straight blood money
We talkin' drug money
It's drug money, it's drug money
Drug money
Okay, we gettin' from us servin' weight, get it 'cause we servin' gay
See the way we get the cake like every day's a borin' day
Blood money and I'ma count it till they come for me
The feds hate it, they mistakin' me for Blanco buddies
I'm puttin' blood, sweat and tears for this cash money
I'm talkin' crooked unidentified bags of it
I'm talkin' yellow table paper, put the tags on it
You play with mine bet I turn you into crash dummies
Better not need heaters, I spit them shells like the Beatles
I have my people go see you, I squash you out like a cheater, nigga
I for that drug money underneath the rug money
My niggas love money, yeah, I'm talkin' blood money
I'm countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We talkin' drug money
We talkin' blood money
We talkin' blood money
Straight blood money
We talkin' drug money
It's drug money, it's drug money
Drug money
Hammers in the hummers, sticks in the lids
Sweets in the trunk, streets gimme sneers
Money comin' fast, blood comin' slow
Who dem boys with the H? Feds wanna know
Gators on thief, neighbors gon' sleep
You dealin' with a G and the haters gon' see, boss
I'm in the dealership with a duffle bag
Couple Mazaradihs, couple hundred stacks
Far from peaches and cream, niggas deceased on the scene
I'm just countin' my green, chillin sippin' my li
Keep investigatin' 'cause you got a job
Better keep your vest on, bitch, 'cause we got a mar
I'm countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We talkin' drug money
We talkin' blood money
We talkin' blood money
Straight blood money
We talkin' drug money
It's drug money, it's drug money
Drug money
Well, I'm the mob chief, givin' orders, callin' all the shots out
Make a nigga understand, we gangsters, we don't play out
Came from under the sand, lift my own weight up
Bought a house off the curb was patient, so it paid up
No pleasure and pain, homie, just the price for the flight
Don't get'cha head chopped, fuckin' with them five stripes
Eagle land it went south now we got the cake
Paper plate money every time I hitch a state
High on this pressure life, famous from the mud
Got the game from some old heads, I took it up in blood
Yeah, the only price nigga is a price
A mill on some whips, a hundred on ya life
I'm countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We countin' blood money
Ain't mad 'cause I love money
Came up gettin' drug money
We talkin' drug money
We talkin' blood money
We talkin' blood money
Straight blood money
We talkin' drug money
It's drug money, it's drug money
Drug money
Yeah, the big things, 100 big dog status
CMB nigga, poe boy yeah, 100 bitch
Holla back
Defend Dade lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Pitbull, Casely)
Khaled check this out right.
I know we global now, world wide 305.
But I see that they are trying to bring down the movement.
I'm telling everybody in the crib they can bet on me.
One time, new Diaz (that's right)
Put your money where your mouth is, bet on me. [x4]
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
You're back won't last with checks you can't cash.
Keep disrespectin', in the the everglades they'll find ya,
I'm not from San Fransisco, but the chopper of forty-ninya.
I grew up listenin to Lou, and... and... and pumpin Trick
Them boys done open doors, so respect is owed.
I got love for Rick, and congrats you made it,
I was a fan from the mix tape you sold me at Foxy Ladies.
I seen them trying to bring you down, but f**k that dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96er, but even back then though you had haters.
I remember the Temple at Oynx, I was too drunk to get in,
I was still outsider selling Chronic you know gettin it in.
I remember Ump beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win.
Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit will never end.
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
You're backs won't last with checks you can't cash.
One time TS, two times Fat Joe.
I remember them boys in Wynnwood hood stack short.
I remember them Cash Money Boys in Little Haiti, all running with zozs.
Banana Azuri, soft drop top that's fo sho.
Flo Rida, Groundhogs always show love before.
Dammit been paying dues, now it's my time to blow.
Even when 50 come through, he don't roll no less than 50 zozs!
Cause they will push your shit back, way back to trues and vows.
My dog Noseshaker, come through the block on something clean.
Sounding like an earthquake, he is what these dope boys dream.
Hit a lick, flip a brick, snatch a Brinks truck.
That's them Miami boys don't get it mixed up.
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY)
You're backs won't last with checks you can't cash.
I'm Mr. 305, I'm a part of Miami's Heat.
I grew up in all types of neighborhoods, I am Miami's street.
Low key and stay quiet, that's how these chicos in Miami eat.
I love it when these boys come from out of town and thinking Miamis sweet.
All of them down looking for pussy, trying to Miami skeet.
That's when they run up in they hotel room and give them a Miami treat.
When the choppers start a raining, it's hard to stop a Miami leak.
That's what they get for thinking Miamis just Miami Beach.
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY!)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY!)
Tell them boys to keep running that shit out they mouth,
I'm the guard of my city, can't knock me down like
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
(Don't talk about it, be about it HEY!)
You're backs won't last with checks you can't cash.
Hah, You know how this ain't a neighborhood right?
Don't let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash Ha ha ha.
If the moneys on the wood, it's all good.
But if the moneys out of sight it going to be a fight.
And the last thing you want is a fight with the 305, ha ha ha
Intro (We The Best) lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Rick Ross)
[DJ Khaled:]
Tryin to talk to 'em...
When there's no more music left
And the lights go out, all you hear is silence
I'll be that voice
(Give it to DJ Khaled for doin it
Y'all the big dog, Pitbull, Terror Squadians - YESSS!!)
Dade County, it's our time
The movement's here forever
And I won't stop 'til I see them devils
And I won't stop 'til I defeat the devils (nigga!)
They all told me that I would fail
They all told me that I would lose
But I'm right here, and I won't lose
Can't NOBODY stop me! I'm somebody
My brother Dre told you to BE somebody
Carol City know what I'm talkin about
The movement! (Fuck niggaz!)
I introduce you to..
[Rick Ross:]
.. Ross!
We the best of the best, fit of the fittest
Dead man gon' feel us the way I'm feelin this Phillie
No really we the best (we the best) and I'm the boss
Do I still hustle? Yes... I'm Ricky Ross
Started with the dirt now I'm travellin the world
In a new silver spurt buyin pieces of the Earth
Low mileage; don't need some
No smilin; I'm easin!
Rollin on that thang thang, when I lane change
Haters lookin at me crazy, boy I'ma bang bang
M-I-A yo, we the same gang
C.C. to Down South, e'rybody slang 'caine
Don't see another way, if you do show it to me
Got good green? Green-ass nigga, blow it with me
Cop me a drop, paint mine real pretty
100 grand in the Chevy, rep my city
[DJ Khaled:]
I rep my city like a G's supposed ta [x3]
I rep my city like a G.. nigga!
Can't nobody stop me, I'm somebody
From this day on you gon' be somebody
We the best, we don't fear nobody
The movement nigga, LISTENNN!! [echoes]
The Movement (Skit) lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. K. Foxx)
This just in, DJ Khaled is on the rrun
I repeat, he is on the run
Khaled is wanted by an evil assailant group, aphiliated with cencering the powerfull voice of the people
But the movement will not be stopped
Khaled, we got your back
We the best
This is K. Foxx reporting live from Dade County
We Takin' Over lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Akon, Birdman, Fat Joe, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, T.I.)
[Akon]
Oh, oh
[Khaled]
DJ Khaled!
[Akon]
Konvict Music, yeah
[Khaled]
We the best
We takin' over
Listen!
[T.I.]
Ay, ay
Started in Atlanta, then I spread out wit' it
South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi
On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia
From down in Miami where it warm in the winter
On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter
Jacksonville, Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn. holla at me
Me in H-Town, Southside, Cloverland daddy
I'm the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled
Kept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely
Blowin' and spinnin', goin' down Bennett
Drop six-fo', three-wheel then switch it
Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches
Got a glock fo'-fifth, blow your head off wit' it
Anything you hear that I said, I meant it
King got the crown then sped off it wit' it
Say you need bricks, I said I get it
[Akon]
If you want to, we can supply you
Got enough work, to feed the whole town
They won't shoot you, unless you try to
Come around and try to stomp on our ground
'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
[Rick Ross]
Triple C, Black Flag
We rich, yeah
[Khaled]
Listen!
[Rick Ross]
Boss, it's what I does
I get money everyday, everyday I does
That Benz, is how I ride
Black flag on the left, two hoes and ride
You better, move! Ak all day
Get shot up like Shyne, that's on my neck
I'm (B.I.G.) like Diddy
Damn it, I'm wit' it
Khaled we did it, Biggie of my city
Please no fitted, fuck it, I'm too pretty
The rappers can get brain, stupid, I'm silly
Money that come, runnin' like water
Mami so hot, damn it, she gorgeous
Miami on fire, you better be, cautious
Might get shot on the porch of your fortress
Now they see that you know I'm from Port City
I run in 'cause Rick Ross is boss shit
[Akon]
'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
[Fat Joe]
Cribs Mania
Khaled!
BX, TS nigga
[Khaled]
Listen!
[Fat Joe]
Blat, when you see Crack, better duck
like the mac gotta ease past, nigga what
Shit, I don't give fuck, I run these streets
Y'all talk that shit, I want that beef
I'm a tell you like a g told me
They'll come back quick if a nigga O.D
Cash Rule Everything Around Me
I'm YSL, Versace
You could see me in that Porsche GT
Comin' down Sunset, sittin' on D's
Feelin' like 'Pac, All Eyes On Me
Fresh bandanna and I'm blowin' mad trees
Nigga please, I spit crack every verse a ki
Some say Khaled, some say Khalid
Twelve years down and I'm finally free, crack!
[Akon]
If you want to, we can supply you
Got enough work, to feed the whole town
They won't shoot you, unless you try to
Come around and try to stomp on our ground
'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
Said we takin' over, one city at a time
[Khaled]
Listen!
[Birdman]
Birdman daddy, I'm number one
Nigga came at me wrong so we got him done
Fuckin' with the fam', I'm gonna give him some
Spent that corner, he didn't run
Sunday had a whole church singin' a song
"Why'd they have to send my baby home?"
Fuckin' with some nigga, that paper long
Been a g in the game now my son on the throne
[Lil Wayne]
I am the beast
Feed me rappers or feed me beats
I am untamed, I need a leash
I am insane, I need a shrink
I love brain, I need a leech
Why complain on easy streets?
I don't even talk, I let the Visa speak
and I like, my sprite easter pink
And my wrist special pah but the Mula's cooler
I have more jewels than your jeweler
Touch and I will bust your medulla
That's a bullethole, it is not a tumor
Red light! Red light! Stop your rumors
I stay on track like a box of Pumas
Now just r-r-rock with Junior
I am the little big Kahuna, y'dig?
[Akon]
'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time
Brown Paper Bag lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)
[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Woo we nikka (listen)
[Young Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unrapped 'em all
Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can't tax money you dig me
[Rick Ross]
Just made a hundred of that brown paper bag money
I thank god for the meal he prepared for me
Taking my fam and my little dog money
Thank god for that brown paper bag that
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (c'mon)
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (we the best)
Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me 5
20 minutes in they dump I'm gonna let these slide
We're the best
Look at what we drive got picnic tables on my lap getting high
In the back of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou
When the nigga, spent then with a smile
Stacking numbers that alarm and race
White house still moving bricks alarm today
I'm that bin lading boy I'll bomb the state
I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today
2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag
you don't know the feeling when the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)
[Lil Wayne]
Just spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money
It feel good to be young money cash money
Rehab I'm addicted to fast money
I got stacks and rubber bands up in that
Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of New Orleans let's go)
Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna motherfucking professional like Hershal Walker,
the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die
But that's not important
Money's more important
And understand I been in that water like I was snorkeling
Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin
Miami Khaled took me in like a orphan
Why did they start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking box cutter
you heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out
[Fat Joe]
Coka baby man you know I already had money
Definition of that brown paper bag money
Try and front as if you in the jag money
For the cash I'll blast anybody that
Brown paper bag (that that that that)
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (coka baby cribs mania)
Brown paper bag (we are simply the BEST the VERY BEST)
You all niggas want coka music
The costra nostra flow show you how to do this
Pen it so easy, a caveman can do it
Nigga we simply the best don't confuse it
I confuse it, critics be hating
Best album yet but give me the same rating
I'm waiting top of rap rushmore
Etched in stone runt top puns war
Unsure anythings possible
4mil spent bought out the art possible, I'm Picasso in the Versace suit, don't worry my nigga
Khaled I got you, not just 'cause I want to 'cause I got to, put the squad on your back did the impossible
It's only logical I spit from the heart, brown paper bag who else for Joe 2 guard that
BROWN PAPER BAG
BROWN PAPER BAG
I'm So Hood lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. T-Pain, Trick Daddy, Rick Ross, Plies)
DJ Khaled We're The Best
Who We Nigga
We're The Best
The Winner I Represent The Ghetto Across The World
And You Represent The Hood Two Hands In The Sky
[Chorus:]
I'm So Hood (Listen)
I Wear My Pants Below My Waist
And I never dance when I'm in this place
'Cause You And Your Man Is Planning To Hate (I'm So Hood)
And I Got These Golds Up In My Mouth If You Get Closer To My House Then You Know What I'm Taking about I'm Out The Hood
And If You Feel Me Put Your Hands Up (hood) My Hood Of Niggas Can You Stand Up (I'm So Hood)
If You're Not From Here You Can Walk It Out And You Not Hood Then You Don't Know What I'm Talking about
Everybody Wanna Motherfucking Know Why I Dress So Fly Sit So High (Bitch)
I Do It For The Hood
Bitch Ass Niggas I Do It 'Cause I Could
Heavy starch On My Jeans 4X On My White Tee
Living Life Like A G That's Why These Bitch Ass Niggas Wanna Fight Me
But I ain't Going Play With 'Em
Nu Uh Brother Left To AK Hit 'Em
Tough Niggas Get Fucked Up
And Put On Ice For The Rest Of They Life
I'm Straight Out The Hood Bra
See That's What I Do It For
My Low Class Ghetto Ass
Just Renewed My Ghetto Ass
[Chorus]
Ross Yeah 4 5 Off In the Ride
Four blunts For Me To Get High
Feel Buck When I Ride By (I'm So Hood)
I I got 'em hatin', talking like Plies
Niggas Keep Dropping Like Flies
Snitching Ain't Going Cut No Time (I'm So Hood)
I Murder One Of You Fuck Niggas
Droppin' For You Last
You Know Coming Mad (I'm So Hood)
For Money For Mahem For Yayo And Millions
I Made 'Em, The Mayblock Is Mine, The City Is Mine (I'm so Hood)
[Chorus]
Damn my P O You all Can Tell her I Said It
violate me if She wants, she's Gonna Have To Come Catch Me
piss Test Me All You Want, I'm gonna Smoke When I'm Ready
Pants Hanging Off Me Now 'cause My Pistol Heavy (Hood)
I Ain't Spoke To You Yet Dawg, 'Cause I Ain't Friendly
I drank Yak homie, you all drink Cris
I Like Bust It Babies I don't Want No Boosy Bitch
I Never Buy A Phantom 28's Can't Fit
They Say I'm fed bound, They Call Me high risk
Full Bloody Goon, Lanes Make Me Sick
You Get 3 or 4 Birds where I'm from we call you rich
I'd Like To Thank The Hood Homie Is All Behind Me
[Chorus]
I'm So Hood
Trick Daddy, T-Pain, Rick Ross, Plies
Nigga We So Hood
We The Best
DJ Khaled Florida Stand Up
Let's Go
Hood
Before The Solution lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Beanie Sigel, Pooh Bear)
[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Yeah...
I represent loyalty
I am loyalty
I am the definition of loyalty
I represent the G's
Beanie Sigel
We The Best
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
All the bullshit stops here (Here)
Let's get this clear (Yeah)
Shoot rear, fresh off the top tear (Unhh)
What I'ma 'bout to do for you, is not fair
I'm not answerin' questions for you, dat are not clear
Whuddup with State Prop. the crew, when they not there?
The moment dat they heard it the verdict, when it wasn't clear
Ya boi had the city, yeah did they really disappear?
Jay really not visit there? Dame and Beans are they tight as it seems
Or is it all fabricated from dat same fabric
Now rip the rock marriage straight from seams
Thing's ain't what it seems but at time do tell, the truth shall prevail
Until then, you dudes bite yall nails in anticipation (Fuck)
I know you hate it why I got chu waitin? (Shiiit..) - I too, am waitin'
Gotta see a couple faces, when I make 'em face it
Truth dat is dat ya boy have patience (Yes!)
As a matter a fact, it's wearin' thin
But I tell you this tho, when the New Year begins
Pussies who got nuts 'cause I'm goin' all in
[Chorus: Pooh Bear]
Can you hear me (Ayyy), came for attention (Ayyy)
But it ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh)
It ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh)
I'm applyin' every ? in my ?? stays the same
It ain't good if you dont wait (Ooooh)
It ain't good if you dont wait (Ooooh)
Nah-uhhh..
[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
Now let's not get this misconstrued
To say dat diss record - I don't diss my dudes!
Outta respect I couldn't check my once fist tight crew
Never in front of you I couldn't get dat rude
Ionn give a fuck but I couldn't get dat crew
cause knowin what i do i can get like (Khh) ouu
You wanna know what I do, don't cha?
You'd love it if I told you lil' fuckers, won't cha?
Uh-unh, scrap gotta pay for this one
Sorry youngin', got to wait on this one (Yes)
The Solution, soon in stores
Date to be posted, until then - I'm on pause
[DJ Khaled (talkin'):]
Yeah, to DJ khaled aka We The Best
Beanie Sigel (Whudd!.. Ain't no more too it)
Give em more man, more
[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]
Well fuck it I don't wanna stop
Whatchu forgot the gun'll pop
Tell me who ya wanna rock
This true love, Roc-a-Fella 'till I die
Nigga keep it movin', don't get caught up in this drive-by
The break's over, ya boi 'bout to take over
If dat number one spot opens, give it here (Here)
Get my crown, dust of my chair
And yall niggas can kiss my ass before I sitted there
Back from the dead (Unhh) fresh off the prison tier
Daddy here to put the kids to bed (Get it clear!)
By the way, the wars on - you can't call it off
It's too late once the boss involved
Here I come!!
[Chorus]
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
In life-There's real niggas... And there's fuck niggas...
See, We The Bess..
I worked my whole life to show these niggas...
DJ Khaled, Beanie Sigel!!
We The Bess
And all you fuck niggas, trynna divide and conquer crews...
NIGGA, WE THE REALESS~!!!
WE THE BESS!!
DJ Khaled, the beat nova-kane on this one..
Thankyou, but take you time.. And listin to the real...
We The Bess... I'M STARVIN'!!
I AIN'T EVER GON' STOP!!
Beanie, Mac!! I see ya, I'ma salute cha
I'm From The Ghetto lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. The Game, Jadakiss, Trick Daddy, Dre)
[DJ Khaled]
We the best
I represent the hood
I represent the ghetto
I represent the people
I represent you
LISTEN!!!
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[The Game]
Ayo Cali
Walk with me
Yeah thats what got me here
The chucks the khaki suits
All the swap meet years
The six dollar socks the five dollar rocks
Uncle Greg rest in peace he taught me how to chop
Thats why I love the hood and everything we got
From the ice cream trucks to the fourty ounce tops
All white Air Force Ones to fake Jacob watch
A few reasons why I drive the Bently hard top
Use it in my songs cause I live it on the block
Tattoo it on my face let the whole world watch
I'm that type of nigga yall made my city bigger dawg
Turn the TV off got tired of watchin Jigga boss
So we told our mom's we was lookin for jobs
When we was really in the record store lookin for Nas
Project of the ghetto, Ghetto and the project
From compton to being Dre's number one prospect so.....
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[Jadakiss]
AAHHAA!!!
Yeah ugh
They know
Yeah ugh
Aint no help there just food stamps
Weight checks and welfare
Every man gone for self there
Still might need to borrow your medicade card for health care
Yeah if you never got knocked then you made it
Everybody know eachother if not they realated
You can get shot or get bladed
Theres dudes that got jobs now that had blocks in the eighties
Six months five years for you just to cop out
Ninth or tenth grade is usually when niggas drop out
Fights break out when you wired and start joking
Alot of OG's retired and started smokin
House party games of spade sweet kool-aid
Loud music all night till the boys in blue raid
So therefore I could never be too paid
I know where I'm going and where I'm from will get you laid
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
[Trick Daddy]
Haha
Tell me this how come
Black folks get a little doe
And forget where they come from
Man we used to have good times
But since you moved on up you aint cool with us
We still support you tho we dont see you much
You aint the first fool its cool with us
But why you living out your idols dreams
Remember how for you came and help you keep those thangs
Now its cool that your adress changed
But I'm tryna holla at my dog and the number aint the same
I guess new homies came with his fame
But see true homies will stay the same
Through all the up's and down's in your career
A couple wives few kids scattered here
And when you dead or broke without a deal
All the groupies cleared... The ghetto will still be here
[Dre]
All the money in the world couldnt change me
No diamond rings or them fancy cars
Cause my niggas in the hood woulda let me
Holler this because.....
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the pojects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
(I'm from the ghetto) I'm from the ghetto
(I'm from the projects) I'm from the projects
All over the world and every hood they know
I'm from the ghetto and thats fo sho'
Hit 'Em Up lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Paul Wall, Bun B)
[Chorus: Paul Wall]
I'm comin down, I'm actin bad
I'm chunkin dueces and I'm choppin up the slab
I'm comin through, I'm tippin dime
I'm sho a naked and I'm straight actin a clown [x2]
[Bun B:]
I'm a certified D-boy, a real big nutta
A candy car strutta that be sittin' on butta
Comin' straight up out the gutta with the cordaless cutta
Man, what is that? The Chinese choppa that likens Mr. Studda
What a f*cked up predicament (Damn), a scary scenario
Automatics in ya face have you preparin' ya burial
They tracin' tha weapon after you scratch off the serial
Leaves you up like cereal, there it is and there we go
Some bad Didos ridin' off in tha wind and
Ni**a we got all ya soft in ya hands so don't pretend
Like this ain't what it was (was) or we ain't what you say (say)
I'll make a high cappa or court fraud light in tha day
Cause in the middle of the street in height of tha traffic
Watch what you say when we meet cause they know might get yo ass kicked
End up in a pickle like a Vlasic, UGK ni**a
We cost like a foreign but get respect like a classic muthaf*
[Chorus]
[Paul Wall:]
This Paul Wall, baby, Swishahouse spokesperson
Choppin up tha slab, spokes turnin, bobbies searchin
Shoppers splergin, Caked up cause my pockets swoll
I'm callin plays, pullin broads, I just think and roll
I'm from that lone star, tippin dime dat candy car
Get it shined on 59, Lean and tuck I'll cut some more
Hoes wanna who we are, Fathers wanna know what we get
Hatas wanna talk down a knot, but they just mad cause they ain't hot
They ain't got the cash that I got,
They don't know what my hood 'bout
They don't know about trunks that pop on Lambo's that blaze tha chop
Countin cash and stackin not, South victory back to Scott
Crawlin like big crocodile, I'm diamond smile and Johnny watch
I'm with my partner, box, you and you and not with 'cho
Rick boy, yeah that's fo' sho', breakin em off, you already know
Drive slow like Kanye West, and Branyan Wayans, and Manny Mesh
A swishahouse chain on my chest, I keep it fresh, We are the best
[Chorus]
'S' On My Chest lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Lil Wayne & Birdman)
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
That be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
(It's Stunner Shading A Nigga Dead Then A Nigga Dead...)
(It's Stunner Shading A Nigga Dead Then A Nigga Dead...)
[Lil Wayne:]
Reporting From Kim's Kinda Star
Holly grove 17 carnivore
Riding Through The City In A Tonka Toy..
I Got Old Money, Could've Bought A Dinosaur
Huh Only Ride Chevy, Never Drive A Ford
And My Coupe Doors Open Like Plaza Doors
Yep, Red Thick Women (Uh) Eyes Adore, I'm A Hoe, you Know That I'm A Whore
Yep, Cash Money, Cash Money Monster Boys, Mafia Bitch, Even Cop's A Boy,
When You Say You Want Beef, Then I Got You Boy, I'll Just Let The Big Mac Whopp You Boy
See My Dreads Hanging Like A Like A Roska Boy, My Rosta An I'll Turn Into Mufasa Boy
We Run Up In You Casa Boy, And Blast Off Like Nasa Boy (Uhh)
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest (Uh)
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
Cash Money Bitch.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch.
Cash Money Bitch.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
[Birdman:]
Yeah,
Cash Money Is An Army Nigga, you Better Know It's Gravy
If You Ever Fuck With Youngin, Or If You Ever Fuck With Baby
Shit Goin be Crazy, Nigga Doing It Like The 80's,
Bunch of Young Niggas Poppin Off and They Spraying,
Up In The Early We Thank You For The Sunshine
Got To Get My Bling On, Reach For My Chrome 9,
Kiss Momma 'Cause We're Going Out and Getting Mines,
Next Nigga In Line 17 On The Grind,
Shoe First Nigga Not Seeing Mines,
Big Purses Million Dollar Headlines,
5 Drops, Of The Last Big Time,
Lord To The Game, Nigga Till It's My Time,
Like Father Like Son This Nigga This Time,
Jr Got The Fame And The Game Mastermind,
2oo On The Dash, Watch Me Mash,
Doing Dougnuts In My Hood Getting Paper Bags..
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
Cash Money Bitch.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch.
It be That Cash Money Bitch.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money Bitch
It be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
(It's Stunner Shading A Nigga Dead Then A Nigga Dead...)
(It's Stunner Shading A Nigga Dead Then A Nigga Dead...)
[Birdman:]
Living Is Red, That How We Play It,
An Up Town Sr. Be Blood Till I'm Dead,
That's What I Said, I Put Some Change In your Head,
If You Ever Cross The Line (Nigga) Nothing But Bread,
50 Shots From High Nigga We Won't Stop,
From Putting Candy On The Slabs,
To Stirring The Pots, Put The Hammer On The Jammer,
Pull It and Pops, Put The Rubber On The Bands
Niggas That Means Knots
[Lil Wayne:]
Bitch I'm a Boss
Bitch I'm a Boss
Bury Me Like My Father On The Cross
And Carry 19 I Shall Over A Cross,
Shawty Got That Game On Lock Like A Vault,
Weezy Baby Kyan Pepper, No Salt,
Windows Down On The Hulk In The Winter Its Yo Fault,
Huh I Don't Jump On The Track, I Pull Forward,
I Got That S On My Chest I'm Supposed To Follow...
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
That be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead
It be That Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money Bitch.
It be That Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money Bitch.
Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money Bitch.
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It be That Cash Money Piece Cold Resting The Dead...
Bitch I'm From Dade County lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & others)
[DJ Khaled:]
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
[Trick Daddy:]
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
Dade County, let it do what it do
[DJ Khaled:]
Rest in peace to Uncle Al
We The Best
Dade County, let's go
I rep my city
Nigga, I rep my city
Miami, Listennn
[Trick Daddy:]
I'm well-connected, well-respected fo' gangsta shit
I'm from the city of Caprices and Impalas bitch
Yo I'm from down the way, you know--around the way
Dade Country, 305, rep the whole M-I-A
A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved
Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live
We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
Bitch I'm from Dade County, we go way harder
We do it way bigga (why), 'cause we some made niggas
For on pray they raised to get money waist
We gon' get it off they pop like we get it down in Dade
Aye
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)
[Trina:]
305, it's my city
Yes, I'm from Dade County
Plus I'm fly, so I keep some bad bitches 'round me
Whuddup Khaled, you my nigga so hold, lemme git 'em
Yes I'm back, plus I'm mad, so I ain't playin' wit 'em
Any bitch wanna come test me,
Yup, come to my city, that's where I be
I ride all in the hood in my new Bentley wit my ass sit on jag
I don't give a fuck (what?!)
Ride out, 'cause I'm runnin' the south
Got some real gangsta niggas that'll run in ya house
Wanna open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross:]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys (twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
Dade County, you name it (whudd?!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She rollin' wit moa (moa!)
Talk to 'em like it (yuh!)
Khaled's the boss
Like Ricky's the Ross
Everyone of my doggs, where my dickies in The Source
Come here girl, lemme get you this
This one Rick try to get you rich
Candy paint on my six-six (six), you can call that bitches rich
I'm out this sports, I'm in the game
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade
[DJ Khaled:]
Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad
Dade County, I do this fo' us
Listennn
[Brisco:]
Yuh, I got money too
Bris', I be comin' thru
Ca$h-Money, money bags (yes!) got me livin' comfortable (Yeah!)
Still hood, still real (Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
[Flo-Rida:]
Ayy!
Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
Gitt'em, we hit em, we split 'em, we stick em, touch you wanna mine gotta grill 'em
Boii, the city where they got the illest, killas
M-I-A my niggaz, hommie we don't play
Better get out the way, you ain't ever seen real go realer
Do not be thankin' we soft or we sweet
Come on the opposite side of the beach
They gotta the choppas that'll put you to sleep
Yeah, that's them choppas, you know what I mean
That's when I top wanna say about your dreams
We on the tox' clippin' that clean
Holla on the block cause we under degrees
That's what about rep that A-P-T's
Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy
I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy
Triple C's the second, I get it fo' low, boy
We trillin' cause we the best in Dade County
You better know it, cause
[Chorus]
[C-Ride:]
Carol City on my mind, we mobbin' out the line
I'm on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
We work hard, nigga you sleep, pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush ya teef
Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's go get it
Dade County goons, open Dade County cocks ho'
Get yo'self if you don't get with it Dade County my ho!
[Dre:]
Unhh
From the def to C's back to Opa-Locka
D-R-E, 'nuff Miami shoot up off ya block
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
I got a choppa in the kitchen, Betty Croc is the name (Yup!)
I needs my big County in big booty ho' she pretty
Let her push the Chevy, hogg thru city
Let 'em know that 54 cuz on the video overtime
They got rockin every city them niggaz back pounds of that purp'
Yeah--What it is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were somebody go to fast
Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
The cake, I reppin the realest city we stay
Nigga!!
[Chorus]
The Originators lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
[Chorus x2]
Its Bone Thug We The Bone Thugs
Half Of this Industry Swangin From Our Balls
Its Bone Thugs Mighty Bone Thugs
Bone Thugs Bone Bone Thugs
[Krayzie Bone]
I Told Em Ima Get Up Get Out N Get Something
But I Was A Little Bitty Nothin In the City Thuggin
Never Been A Nigga Thats Never DoneLess Than 100%
The Hustles Thats In Me My Thug Mentality
Showed Me What To Do To Improve My Salary
Dont Nobody Move Or You Could Be A Casualty
Why You Would Really Wanna Cross Paths With Me
One Nigga Left And They Thought We Was Done
Done Think You'll Get Rid Of The Twist Of The Tongue
They Thought We Was Finished But We Just Beginning
They Want Me Commited For The Murder 1
No Where To Run No Where To Hide Competition Ready To Die
Opposition Never Survive When I Get Done Busting My Rhyme
Ima Criminal Transformed To A Lyrical Bad Storm
Did I Mention My Fast Flowing Lately Its Got My Cash Growin
And Ass Showin These Niggas Cant See Bone They Already Know
Came Down With A Style Unfamiliar Sound Thats How We Kicked In The Doooor
What It Be Like Bone Thug Nigga Born And Bred In The Cleveland Street Life
And Believe We Aint Goin Nowhere We Permanent Posted Up Like Street Lights
We Do It Still Get To It Undisputed Who Would Of Knew It
We Stay The Truest Suited And Booted
They Aint Doin It Like We Do It Do It!!
[Chorus x2]
Its Bone Thug We The Bone Thugs
Half Of this Industry Swangin From Our Balls
Its Bone Thugs Mighty Bone Thugs
Bone Thugs Bone Bone Thugs
[Wish Bone]
Nigga tell the truth for you get inda booth
You know think about the bone flow for hoes
I aint nice like ??wanna split ya mouth
Betta get you that dough you old hoes
Wheres the respect when you cash that check (huh)
Nigga break bread well bust your head (yup)
Ill bring to it the heart rather leave em dead
Before my time but im still ahead
Of yall (all yall) like a nice bitch hit a nigga raw dawg (raw dawg)
And any nigga with him catch a sawed off (sawed off)
And im ready im ready know what it is
Nigga bow down(bow down)nigga show some love
Aint no hoes in us we can swing dem buds
We can share some blood (blood [x6])
Let a nigga loose ima smack him like i do (do)
Ima come and see you fuck that rappin in a booth (booth)
I aint no studio or nothin my name in yo mouth
And ima show you somethin fuck it
This the first time double back dumpin (dumpin)
Deep in the club they some suckas rush em (rush em)
Get it how we get it dont let the singin fool ya
We gets dirty dirty dirty never nervous
Nah aint no love there (aint love there)
Watch yo mouth or one day them thugstas yes
They will run up on ya (on ya) and thats when its over cus
We dont play no games so when we up on ya
Believe we gone let it rain
[Chorus x2]
Its Bone Thug We The Bone Thugs
Half Of this Industry Swangin From Our Balls
Its Bone Thugs Mighty Bone Thugs
Bone Thugs Bone Bone Thugs
[Layzie Bone]
In the hood where its good yea we get respect
On any street man its time to bill collect
Its a promise little homie no need for threats
We da best in the business we breed the next
Nigga ride with a thug on a cleveland quest
We really aint mad at you clones
You gotta give credit where credit is due
Why wouldnt they give it to bone
If you ever gave props den a massive thanks
Now you thinkin how a master thanks
Way back in 94 stage stayed closed
We opend the door nigga get that bank
Flip that flow city to citymy niggas is gritty and ol boy
Reppin that bone thug mo thug thugline
Hit em with one rhyme they be like OH BOY (Oh boy)
Now most of the greatest done did it
And some of the latest done did it
Rest in peace to the b-i-g
Been 13 years and they still fuck with it
Jay-z done did it j.d done did it little bow wow did it and killed it
I love when a real nigga do they thang some wanna plead not guilty
Nigga get filthy aint no playa hation some of yall niggas its congratulation
Got your hand on my dick try to masterbate it
Let me bust in face since you had to taste it
Smash and takin whats rightfully mine
Nigga betta check my profile
Niggas is up in myspace eternally this be bones style (bone style)
[Chorus x2]
Its Bone Thug We The Bone Thugs
Half Of this Industry Swangin From Our Balls
Its Bone Thugs Mighty Bone Thugs
Bone Thugs Bone Bone Thugs
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