Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
"Felonies Lyrics"
Nasty Immigrants Lyrics
Intro: Raekwon Yeah yeah, that's us Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin to do with none of that Besides, whatever Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah) 12 O'Clock, Gambinos Those crazy boneyard boys is back once again Verse One: 12 O'Clock It's nine-six I'ma bang you with some hits In two-thousand six I got my son makin hits A nine to five it's a job to survive F--k the lies and connives and all them company bribes I'm Family Ties for my seeds I'd die I
Intro: Raekwon Yeah yeah, that's us Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin to do with none of that Besides, whatever Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah) 12 O'Clock, Gambinos Those crazy boneyard boys is back once again Verse One: 12 O'Clock It's nine-six I'ma bang you with some hits In two-thousand six I got my son makin hits A nine to five it's a job to survive F--k the lies and connives and all them company bribes I'm Family Ties for my seeds I'd die I
FELONIES (2005)
BOYZ IN DA HOOD
[HOOK]
Whats up with partner, Where he live, Where he stay at
Where the ice, where the bread, where the cake at?
I'm telling you man you don't want it with dem boyz,
Everyone of them got felonies man!
I'm slap me a nigga, befoe its over with,
I'm rush me a nigga, befoe its over with,
Duct tape me a nigga, befoe its over with,
I'm bust me a nigga, befoe its over with.
[DUKE]
I'm sick & I'm tired of niggas asking bout mine
If I'm cockin that iron, I'm telling you I'm sending them signs
I move fast forward I aint got no button to rewind
I react of instinct I aint stressin no time
I came a long way from peddlin rocks
Block recognized the gansta & he up my stock
Showed me the recipe & other grams I copped
Home ain't a home withoutta arm & hammer box
Shit, Jeezy just be being on that cell
Got them pre-teen numbers I like, like R.Kelly (I got that work nigga)
Lotta niggas they be claimin
Stranger Lyrics
(Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks) Down down down town, east side of the river bowery boys are living off the street There stands a stranger all dressed in black He's looking for someone - he's gonna knife 'em in the back Hit man, G-man, con man, watch it man, he might be from the CIA Sneaky Pete's using his feet, getting off the street 'cos he's got something to hide Danger, there's a stranger intruding in your own backyard But stranger, there's a danger Don't
the spot(Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks) Down down down town, east side of the river bowery boys are living off the street There stands a stranger all dressed in black He's looking for someone - he's gonna knife 'em in the back Hit man, G-man, con man, watch it man, he might be from the CIA Sneaky Pete's using his feet, getting off the street 'cos he's got something to hide Danger, there's a stranger intruding in your own backyard But stranger, there's a danger Don't
But we the only ones that still represent it like mascots
So ask not why my attitude is shitty
Step aside why a real nigga move the city, huh
From my block to your block niggas know me
They know that ole reppin ass niggas a O.G.
We use to rock flip-flops, tube socks with gold teeth
& A flip flop crease with gold shoes on all they feet
Please believe we ain't playing no games
But I will take a charge if you try to drive my lane
Plus I gotta donkey dick to drive the broads in sane
I'm a street cat, shit you know I'm hard to tame
[HOOK] 1x
[YOUNG JEEZY]
I'm a gansta mutha fucka if you ever seen one
Black fitty cap nigga & some Air Force One's
Hey & I'm strapped so dont set trip
.45 hitcha make your whole chest split
Sleepy Brown nigga I cant wait
Fifty grand round my neck like bait
Hey & keep thinking its gravy
Everybody from my hood know Jeezy is crazy
& I ain't playin witcha mother fuckers
Shoot both
Leave Us Alone Lyrics
[LOC] I’m Hip-hop by definition. [DADDY X] Punk rock runs through my veins. [LOC] I stepped on many stages. [DADDY X] Puffed on many strains. [LOC] Ask me any question. [DADDY X] This song remains the same. [LOC] Kottonmouth Kings is neverending. [DADDY X] Bitch you know the name. [LOC] Let’s go! [Chorus] [3x] Whoahhoooahh [ALL] Why can't we just get along? [DADDY X] All these security guards. of yall make yall niggas blood brothers (thats righhht)
& I'm so sincere, I ain't playing witcha niggas this year
(Hey we gone rob dem Boyz n Da Hood) Bitch please
I'll kill a mutha fucks bout Jody Breeze
Yeah nigga thats the truth, bout Big Dee Big Duke I'll shoot
[HOOK] 1x
[BIG DEE]
I'm telling you man I be rollin on dem corners no Range no necklace man
Range Rover no rims left they neck in da pain
& Put the silencer on the tip professional man
Pressure point blank like a sexual change
& Splitcha head down the middle like a sectional man
Hard blow to hard coat exsposen the four
Even though I tote gun I dont rob no more
Now here I go on the patio with a flat head screwdriver
Prying on the side door in a gat proof suit liner
Calm but I'm wide open they act I'm do something
Quite its going down on em with a Mac 11 two rifle
Pistol, pumps, switch & knives,
Pistol grips, smoked clips, nighsticks & plyers
No myth I'm him fuc
Now get killed in da mist we suggest you ride
[HOOK] 1x
[JODY BREEZE]
Well I'm the youngest in the click boy
Try me like a bitch & I'll betcha I'll be the first to punch you in ya shit
Yall niggas just talking, yall niggas aint ready
Yall niggas dont want none of dis
While yall out spending 100's on your necks
Spending 100's on your wrist, spending 100's on your rims
I'm on da block spending 100's on bricks
Sending 100's to the J gotta 100 more fits
Fake niggas get killed round here
Its real in the field betta get it how you live
& If not cock back bust atcha cock suckers mutha fucka in fact I will
Cause the niggas that I roll with & blow dro with
Fuck hoes with they outta control
Realer in bumpin chevy's with Mac 11's holdin it steady
Ready to put seven off in your belly boy
[HOOK] 1x
Lyrics provided by bkp93@aol.com
Friday 9-16-2005
[LOC] I’m Hip-hop by definition. [DADDY X] Punk rock runs through my veins. [LOC] I stepped on many stages. [DADDY X] Puffed on many strains. [LOC] Ask me any question. [DADDY X] This song remains the same. [LOC] Kottonmouth Kings is neverending. [DADDY X] Bitch you know the name. [LOC] Let’s go! [Chorus] [3x] Whoahhoooahh [ALL] Why can't we just get along? [DADDY X] All these security guards.
& I'm so sincere, I ain't playing witcha niggas this year
(Hey we gone rob dem Boyz n Da Hood) Bitch please
I'll kill a mutha fucks bout Jody Breeze
Yeah nigga thats the truth, bout Big Dee Big Duke I'll shoot
[HOOK] 1x
[BIG DEE]
I'm telling you man I be rollin on dem corners no Range no necklace man
Range Rover no rims left they neck in da pain
& Put the silencer on the tip professional man
Pressure point blank like a sexual change
& Splitcha head down the middle like a sectional man
Hard blow to hard coat exsposen the four
Even though I tote gun I dont rob no more
Now here I go on the patio with a flat head screwdriver
Prying on the side door in a gat proof suit liner
Calm but I'm wide open they act I'm do something
Quite its going down on em with a Mac 11 two rifle
Pistol, pumps, switch & knives,
Pistol grips, smoked clips, nighsticks & plyers
No myth I'm him fuc
Alone Again Lyrics
[Written by Ron Chick and Steve Benito] [Copyright 1986 Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP] Here I am in a spotlight Alone: all over again And you are home by the firelight With someone else, instead of me: The words seemed so real And baby that's why I feel Alone again I swore you were my friend Now I'm all alone All alone again The rhymes I could make If me heart wasn't breaking In two: over you Oh I'm the fool For believing in things
ka get hypnotized[Written by Ron Chick and Steve Benito] [Copyright 1986 Richard Cheese Music -ASCAP] Here I am in a spotlight Alone: all over again And you are home by the firelight With someone else, instead of me: The words seemed so real And baby that's why I feel Alone again I swore you were my friend Now I'm all alone All alone again The rhymes I could make If me heart wasn't breaking In two: over you Oh I'm the fool For believing in things
Now get killed in da mist we suggest you ride
[HOOK] 1x
[JODY BREEZE]
Well I'm the youngest in the click boy
Try me like a bitch & I'll betcha I'll be the first to punch you in ya shit
Yall niggas just talking, yall niggas aint ready
Yall niggas dont want none of dis
While yall out spending 100's on your necks
Spending 100's on your wrist, spending 100's on your rims
I'm on da block spending 100's on bricks
Sending 100's to the J gotta 100 more fits
Fake niggas get killed round here
Its real in the field betta get it how you live
& If not cock back bust atcha cock suckers mutha fucka in fact I will
Cause the niggas that I roll with & blow dro with
Fuck hoes with they outta control
Realer in bumpin chevy's with Mac 11's holdin it steady
Ready to put seven off in your belly boy
[HOOK] 1x
Lyrics provided by bkp93@aol.com
Friday 9-16-2005