504 Boyz Lyrics
504 Boyz Lyrics
"Get Back Lyrics"
Expansion Team Theme Lyrics
Babu Scratching and Mixing) "You got light.. don't wait till its dark to as questions" [Hook #1 - Iriscience] You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew "What you wanna do is watch for clues" You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew And If you still don't know, this is how we do [Hook #2 -
Babu Scratching and Mixing) "You got light.. don't wait till its dark to as questions" [Hook #1 - Iriscience] You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew "What you wanna do is watch for clues" You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew And If you still don't know, this is how we do [Hook #2 -
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
[Verse 1: Currency]
Roll up with both the doors up on the black Lambo
Red rag round my head like the black Rambo
A bananna clip with 50 hollow tips of ammo
Smoke a nigga how a prisoner smoke Camel's
Got blacked out tints, Niggas like who is that?
I give a hatin' nigga 2 shots where his ribs at
Ya better not snitch cause I know where ya live at
I have niggas pissed, Don't know where they kids at
Cause once the beefs on you can't call a war off
I'll let the raw buck, Knock ya fuckin' car doors off
Switch phone numbers just to piss the whores off
Cop a 6 while you bitch ab
Ellis Island Lyrics
New York lady slips underneath the dim trumpet light. Come from a land she's never known. She sees in her future castles burning bright, But she's got no place to go. And if you should ever speak with her, Keep your promises to a whisper. She is listening. She hears everything. Into the air, and disappears, Into the evening, forgotten in her lonely soul. She wonders why everything ain't right For all the people down here below. Hey, sister where's your life? Brother, where's your home?out how much the 4's cost
The hot spitter is real, What the deal?
One hand on the wheel, The other holdin' the steel
Play with it if ya will, But this some real shit
My niggas done put out more hits than Will Smith
Yea
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
[Verse 2: Master P]
Call me tiger cause I live in the woods
I'm like Tarzan when he run through the hood
A couple of wild coyotes chased me but couldn't catch me
?? and Lacey pulled me over but couldn't arrest me
Once the radar on I'm like the Preadator
We pop pills like Anvil and Excedra
Call me a blender, I put ya in a mix
Let go my eggo and pas
Throw them bows, We got the club jumpin'
XL like Jordan, He got the beat pumpin'
I'm famous in the ghetto like Amos Cookies
In other words I'm a vet and ya'll rookies
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
[Verse 3: Silkk Tha Shocker]
If he ain't talkin' like I'm talkin', Tell him get the steppin'
I'll +Nicolas Cage+ him, Whodie I'm +Gone In Sixty Seconds+
We ball 'til we fall, I mean we shop 'til its gone
Why drive a car if it don't match what I got on
If I do something I usually get the block involved
You don't wanna get outta line whodie, That means the glocks involved
Ya'll cowards,
You ain't gotta wonder if its me, You know is me nigga the top will be off
Look, You ain't did shit 'til you flipped bricks in a drought
You ain't had a girl 'til you had like a chick from the south
And nigga respect it even when the clips is out
Let ya borrow the 5 only 'til the 6 come out
They tryin' to get they weight up, I'm tryin' to get my G's up
Make athlete money without messin' my knee's up
Slim he don't know me like that, Whoadie ya best to ease up
Knuckle game is off the chain, Soon as I roll my sleeves up
Holla back
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
New York lady slips underneath the dim trumpet light. Come from a land she's never known. She sees in her future castles burning bright, But she's got no place to go. And if you should ever speak with her, Keep your promises to a whisper. She is listening. She hears everything. Into the air, and disappears, Into the evening, forgotten in her lonely soul. She wonders why everything ain't right For all the people down here below. Hey, sister where's your life? Brother, where's your home?
The hot spitter is real, What the deal?
One hand on the wheel, The other holdin' the steel
Play with it if ya will, But this some real shit
My niggas done put out more hits than Will Smith
Yea
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
[Verse 2: Master P]
Call me tiger cause I live in the woods
I'm like Tarzan when he run through the hood
A couple of wild coyotes chased me but couldn't catch me
?? and Lacey pulled me over but couldn't arrest me
Once the radar on I'm like the Preadator
We pop pills like Anvil and Excedra
Call me a blender, I put ya in a mix
Let go my eggo and pas
America Lyrics
Staring out at the old man, Watching the trains go by, Well he lives his life on promises, But I'm afraid the promise is all he's got, You know life's too short to never take, But if you stand aside it'll pass you by, Chorus He's from some place they call America, But he's nothing more than a dead man walking around, He's from some pace they call America, Yeah America, Ever since he was a boy, He had dreams, Dreams the size of God and he was, Making plans,
me the purple twistStaring out at the old man, Watching the trains go by, Well he lives his life on promises, But I'm afraid the promise is all he's got, You know life's too short to never take, But if you stand aside it'll pass you by, Chorus He's from some place they call America, But he's nothing more than a dead man walking around, He's from some pace they call America, Yeah America, Ever since he was a boy, He had dreams, Dreams the size of God and he was, Making plans,
Throw them bows, We got the club jumpin'
XL like Jordan, He got the beat pumpin'
I'm famous in the ghetto like Amos Cookies
In other words I'm a vet and ya'll rookies
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
[Verse 3: Silkk Tha Shocker]
If he ain't talkin' like I'm talkin', Tell him get the steppin'
I'll +Nicolas Cage+ him, Whodie I'm +Gone In Sixty Seconds+
We ball 'til we fall, I mean we shop 'til its gone
Why drive a car if it don't match what I got on
If I do something I usually get the block involved
You don't wanna get outta line whodie, That means the glocks involved
Ya'll cowards,
Bowling Green Lyrics
Way down in Bowling Green Prettiest girls I've ever seen A man in Kentucky Sure is lucky To live down in Bowling Green Bowling Green folks treat you kind They let you think your own mind A man in Kentucky Sure is lucky In Bowling Green you walk your own line Kentucky sunshine makes the heart unfold It warms the body And I know it touches the soul Bluegrass is fine Kentucky owns my mind The fields down in Bowling Green Have the softest grass i've ever seen <
lways run and gets the cops involvedWay down in Bowling Green Prettiest girls I've ever seen A man in Kentucky Sure is lucky To live down in Bowling Green Bowling Green folks treat you kind They let you think your own mind A man in Kentucky Sure is lucky In Bowling Green you walk your own line Kentucky sunshine makes the heart unfold It warms the body And I know it touches the soul Bluegrass is fine Kentucky owns my mind The fields down in Bowling Green Have the softest grass i've ever seen <
You ain't gotta wonder if its me, You know is me nigga the top will be off
Look, You ain't did shit 'til you flipped bricks in a drought
You ain't had a girl 'til you had like a chick from the south
And nigga respect it even when the clips is out
Let ya borrow the 5 only 'til the 6 come out
They tryin' to get they weight up, I'm tryin' to get my G's up
Make athlete money without messin' my knee's up
Slim he don't know me like that, Whoadie ya best to ease up
Knuckle game is off the chain, Soon as I roll my sleeves up
Holla back
[Chorus: Master P]
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)
Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me)
Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move)
Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move)