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| Keyshia Cole I Just Want It To Be Over Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (11:53 pm) [edit] |
 I Just Want It To Be Over Click Here Now!
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| Teairra Mari Make Her Feel Good |
| 04.29.05 (11:49 pm) [edit] |
Make Her Feel Good Lyrics Click Here Now!
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| Pitbull Hurry Up and Wait Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (3:39 am) [edit] |
Hee's baaacckk!! To rip on this track, I'll rip any broad I don't care, white or black! Hee's baaacckk! If Pit's on the job, then there's no need to worry Dog just hurry up and wait Cuz I ain't Going no where anytime soon Sick what these rappers wanna be? That's me, times 2 Now... Get ready for me to take over this game I'm cutting the flow, like I'm cutting the cane Things will never be the same Pause... There's a lick for 50 bricks Now pause... And think about it Then pause... Is it really worth it? Then pause... pause... FUCK YEAH!!! I'm ready to go, jump in the ride Get the mask, get the gloves Cut off the lights, pop the gat Run inside, fire'em up or tie'em up But don't forget to pick up the prize And upgrade the ?? If they don't give up the pies Now... I would hate to have to calm these boys down Cuz to be honest I can't, so Pal... Why don't you just give us the keys and pounds Now Guess What He Said?
Pitbull Hurry Up and Wait Lyrics
[Chorus 2x] y'all want my spot?! Hurry up and wait! y'all want me to stop?! Hurry up and wait! y'all want me shot?! Hurry up and wait! y'all hurry up and wait! y'all hurry up and wait!
I've been brought up By street cats who didn't get caught up Like that New Jack Nino Brown at the Carter I'm the new Tony Montana, only I'm just a Little bit smarter!
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| 50 Cent I Run New York Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (3:24 am) [edit] |
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Oh!!!!!!!! Please don't play with the animal
[Chorus: 50 Cent] (Tony Yayo) The walls have ears lil' nigga, I run New York Even when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York I said the walls have ears lil' nigga, I hear when you talk Let's get this shit clear lil' nigga, I run New York (Here we go now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent] I wake up, stare at the ceilin, I'm alive, what a beautiful feelin I put my vest on, right after I put on my draws It's a habit I'm always prepared for war See my life's like some shit you seen in a flick Bitches act like porn stars when they sit on the dick When I was gettin out the game I said one more flick Test my aim in the range I'm like one more clip It's my brain I'm insane I be on some shit Man I run Interscope, Jada's tryin to annoy me He's nothin but another disgruntled employee Been in the game ten years, and he still ain't rich Even his momma upset that he still ain't shit But he keep runnin his yap like I'm a take all that One more word out his mouth I'll put Styles shit back See the nozzle on my trey pound is three inches long And the kick on the four four's is extremely strong With a lil' trey deuce it's like pop, pop Chase his ass up the block till his bitch ass drop And them verses he be kickin, none of 'em hot Cause he ain't got none of that shit he sayin he got And he ain't did none of that shit he sayin he did And I ain't got, time to be talkin bout this shit, fuckin faggot!!!!
[Chorus: 50 Cent] I gets busy lil' nigga, I run New York Yeah I live in C.T. lil' nigga, but I run New York I don't go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York And I stay gettin cheese lil' nigga, cause I run New York Yayo tell 'em I run New York
[Verse 2: Tony Yayo] My money longer than yours, nigga call your recruits The LOX made more money, in them damn shiny suits The game about sales, drugs and rappin Jada fuck your punch lines, my shirt went platinum Styles and Sheek Louch, went double plastic Yayo, Buck and Banks is puttin out classics A hundred shots a hundred clips y'all ready to die Fat Joe ain't a gangsta he scared to fly Automatic Mosberg who want a piece of this pump I'll have Ja Rule buried, in some high heel pumps Vest up in the bulletproof man fuck that Homie shoot up my whip all you leave is a scratch Yo I flip cocaine in your project lobby And beat you with my pistol like Kane did Chauncey It's T.O.N.Y. Y.A.Y.O My whole click got dough my hoes on the fly home G4's, we fly on leers And my rocks lookin like, flashlights in my ears nigga
[Chorus: 50 Cent] When I'm in D.C. lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York When I'm in V.A. I tell niggaz guess what I run New York When I'm in N.C. niggaz holla at me cause I run New York Yayo tell 'em I run New York
[Outro: 50 Cent] Yo who the fuck told this lil' nigga he can talk to me like that?!! If I catch him I'll bawl him up and roll him somewhere, ha ha ha ha!!!! Dee! Waah! wanna talk to me?! wanna tell me what's goin on? You want me to service him for real cause I'll service him! I'll murder!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!! Hey! Hey get Puffy on the phone!!!! Tell him I said, tell that nigga Puffy I said get out the mirror for a second let me talk to him Puffy own the nigga motherfuckin publishing!!!! Tell him I wanna buy the nigga Jadakiss publishing! nigga still ain't recoup!!! Awww nigga you in the red, you owe money nigga!!! Awww man!!!! Now why you made me put your business in the streets! Now niggaz know you ain't shit!!!! Damn! I see your monkey ass in the paper, cause you ain't returned them jewels you borrowed You better give them back! you dirty nigga Ain't none of that shit you be wearin yours! Ha ha ha!!! We could've kept it a secret nigga These niggaz I'm supossed to beef with!? Awww man!!!! This fight is fixed, you've been set up! Ha ha ha!!! That's what he 'gon say they set me up man I ain't know the nigga was gonna do that Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!
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| Mike Jones What You Know About Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (3:20 am) [edit] |
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[Chorus 3x] What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
[Mike Jones] What ya know about that candy paint with butter guts V-b-s, princess cuts with purple stuff up in my cup I'm grippin on that grain man, switching lane to lane man In my Rover Range man, like Collie on them heaven thang I'm in the parking lot with my candy apple drop Hop inside, press a button, watch my top pass out See I'm a hustler on my grind, the four vogues fit for reclining Watch me smile and show my grill so y'all can see that I'm a shine 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' Thats my cell phone number hit me up on the low I'm from the city of the clutch where the music screwed up I'm switching lanes, holding grain, about to tear the curb up, baby
[Chorus 2x]
[Paul Wall] What ya know about some vogue tires and 84's Candy paint red cherry blossom drippin off the door I'm from the place where our smiles stay iced out Diamonds in our mouth, baby jammin on this Swishahouse I'm Paul Wall the peoples champ, the trunk popper I'm something like a chick magnet catching all the boppers We used to ride choppers back in 9-8 Still jammin grey tapes in this Lone Star state I'm from the place we be sippin on prescription cough syrup It's some icy white shoes and a tall tee shirt I got the trunk on crack with neon lights in the back We still jammin Robert Davis what ya know about that baby
[Chorus 2x]
[Killa Kyleon] Pulling up holding, got the top folding Got vogues on my lo' when I got the drop strolling Got Now 'N' Later paint (paint) Peter Pan guts (guts) 15's banging I can beat a man up Big grill in the lady, gat in the waist See the 5th wheel sleepin when I'm sliding away Poppin my trunk, you see the lights glowing Me and Paul Wall leaning, you see the Sprite pouring It's an H-Town thang when you riding on swangs In that candy coated frame grippin on that wood grain You call 'em hoes, we call 'em bops You call 'em rags, we call 'em drops Killa!
[Chorus 2x]
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| Mike Jones Turning Lane Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (2:45 am) [edit] |
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Who? Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones!! 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' baby, geah!
[Chorus: Mike Jones] I'm holdin wood wheel in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane Piece and chain shinin in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane TV screens rain in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane I'm gettin brain from yo' dame in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane I'm holdin wood wheel in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane My candy paint leavin stains in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane Them cats a muggin better chill in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane I got my hand on the steel in the turnin lane - in the turnin lane
[Mike Jones] I got that candy paint drippin, dabbers spinnin; in the turnin lane Diamonds shinin, fifth wheel reclinin; in the turnin lane Screens fall, 24's crawl; in the turnin lane You know me, I ain't trippin 'bout the laws; in the turnin lane Me and Mellow pull up real slow; to the turnin lane Whip lookin like it's in a car show; in the turnin lane My neck wrist and fist filled with snow; in the turnin lane Call me conceited cause I jam my own clothes; in the turnin lane While I'm waitin I blow green and sip lean; in the turnin lane Seems like this light ain't gon' never turn green; in the turnin lane But I ain't rushin because I got time, try to keep up behind and I'ma hit ya with that nine; see in the turnin lane Piece and chain icy rang showin; in the turnin lane Show my grills and diamonds start glowin; in the turnin lane I'm jammin Screw music while I'm waitin; in the turnin lane "Who is Mike Jones?" anticipated; in the turnin lane
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones] I'll leave some cats aside quick; in the turnin lane Them boys really think they're slick; in the turnin lane But if they even try trippin; in the turnin lane I'ma have to empty out my clip; in the turnin lane I keep my eyes wide open; in the turnin lane Me and my infrared dot scopin; in the turnin lane Haters hate to congratulate, mad at me cause I'm lookin great Don't wanna grind just wanna hate, you crummy and I'll run yo 'plate I'm Mike Jones - WHO? Mike Jones, from the Dirty South They say my grill clean so you know I ain't got no dirty mouth 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mikes Jones about to blow 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mikes Jones about to blow 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mikes Jones about to blow
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones] I ride on the swang, I grip on woodgrain I sip on purple drink Rover Range in the turnin lane I got Escalade ESV's in my drop I watch DVD's Now I'm hot hoes peepin me spittin game and come home with me; in the turnin lane But befo' all this fame came, I sold cocaine to maintain Day to day grind to stackin change, I did it to have thangs Now I'm in it to win it drop the top 24 spinnin I got diamonds in my grill, you can't tell when I'm grinnin; in the turnin lane Befo' I got on a major, I was underground stackin that paper Career pimps players and hustlers don't mess with them haters My album - "Who is Mike Jones" in ya sto' My album - "Who is Mike Jones" in ya sto' - cause
[Chorus] - 2X
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| Snoop Dogg Money Lyrics |
| 04.29.05 (2:43 am) [edit] |
Yeah what up
[Chorus] Nigga want hundeds, hundeds, hundeds I need money money money Nigga want hundeds, hundeds, hundeds Nigga I need money money money Nigga want hundeds hundeds hundeds Nigga want money money money
[Verse 1] The biggest fast time is rhyme the size crime Its been the same man since the game became mine I spot four one of these at the same time Looking like Snoop Dogg back in eighty-nine Do I give a fuck, no I never have I just blow my weed and take a bubble bath I laugh at these niggaz, I aint mad at you niggaz Cause half of you niggaz cant even fuck with me I'm on it cause I'm so fucking city And every town that I roll through I leave my G prints LBC, now that's what I represent, can ya feel it (Eastside) I'm hotter than a batch of fish grease in a skillet I wanna say what up to all the G's, the killas, and the ballers, and the dealers See where I'm from you either rate us, hate us or steal us And right about now all the cap peelers gotta feel us
[Chorus with slight variations repeat 2 X]
[Verse 2] Money, money is everything It's the crack to the fiend It's the king to the queen It reigns supreme It's the crop to the cream (say what) It's a po man, no man, its everybodys dream Money, mo money, get money But make sure you know that your folks don't get funny Everybody claiming that they down on they luck While I'm fresh dressed like a million bucks I throw on my black socks with my all gold chucks Now lets see which one of my trucks we gone use today To slide away, (where we going) to Snoop World mother fucking U.S.A Its all a dream, and dreams can come true If it happen for me, shit it can happen for you Meech from the beach, he keep shit cracking And everything he touch guaranteed to go platinum
[Chorus with slight variations repeat 2 X]
[Verse 3] Ya got to have cash to make it these days And you can make at least one of a hundred different ways You can holler at the homie Meech and get a dope track And write you a rap, and try to get you to snap Or you could stand on the streets and holler and wine You can throw up insane, twenty crip or one nine I chose DP cause financially money money money that's all a nigga see See to get it, is to have it, interstate, maintain, don't get broke and fail the game You might catch me in Brooklyn man hanging out with my sons and god sons, cause it's a blood thing Or you can catch me in Oakland, or I might be on my way back to the west coast Still smoking, with a pound of that shit Waiting for me at the crib with my dogs my wife and my two kids, getting money
[Chorus with slight variations repeat 5 X]
[Ad libs over chorus] For all the niggaz out there getting their money Money is the root of all evil huh You know what I mean, we already living in hell So fuck, get your money man I look at shit like this: The mother fuckers that don't got money, they doing bad and they don't give a fuck and they rob they steal they kill And the mother fuckers that got money, they depressed you know they can't enjoy it So I mean, whats your pleasure you wanna live with it our without it, shit I'm bout it I got to have it, you feel me
[Chorus with slight variations repeat 5 X]
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| FREE Hip Hop Music Videos |
| 04.22.05 (2:05 am) [edit] |
That's correct You can watch some of the latest Hip Hop Music Videos for FREE at Hip Hop Music Classic! 1.
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| Cheap Domain Names For Hip Hop |
| 04.22.05 (1:58 am) [edit] |
Ever wonder why all the really good domain names are taken? Well I asked myself this question about two years ago and found the answer to be this.
They are cheap and people are buying them and making money from people who really need them for a certain business they want to start. I'm not bullsh*tin' you either.
Go to Register.com and put in a domain name and see for yourself. This very wrong but never the less it's going down. So with that being said if you plan on starting a Hip Hop site you better get your behind to the page below and register your domain name cheap while it still exist.
Cheap Domain Names For Hip Hop
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| Cash Loans For Hip Hop Entrepreneuers |
| 04.22.05 (1:47 am) [edit] |
Many of my visitors have emailed me asking how I got my Atlanta based Production company Marinated Musiq off the ground.
Well the answer is pretty simple "Instant Loans". Straight up I had to do it this way because my family and friends I grew up with didn't beleive in me.
Now that I make over $100,000 a year from my production they all are kissing my...well you know what I mean. Life is great for me.
If you want to be successful never give up on your dreams. Additional information at my official website...
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| Welcome To Hip Hop Music Classic! |
| 04.18.05 (10:05 am) [edit] |
This is blog is to keep you informed of new Hip Hop and R&B Videos, Lyrics and Beats at our website. We will also be blogginghot updated news on Hip Hop and R&B stars as well.
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