Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
"No Talkin Lyrics"
The Center Of The World Lyrics
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl. She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry. I went and looked her in the eye and she turned me into sand. This clumsy form that I despise it scattered easy in her hand. And came to rest upon a beach, with a million others there. We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out, so that we could disappear into the endlessness of blue, into the h
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl. She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry. I went and looked her in the eye and she turned me into sand. This clumsy form that I despise it scattered easy in her hand. And came to rest upon a beach, with a million others there. We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out, so that we could disappear into the endlessness of blue, into the h
[Jody Breeze]
Ay, I got a .45 magnum kitted
And you will rarely see me grab my dick without grabbing it with it
If you want, I can tag ya with it
And you can tell ya fam cause I'll let ya whole family feel it
Y'all punks, blood pump, fags and sissies
Hopping in and out of bed with niggaz and turn around and say ya pimping
Man ya tripping, ask ya women
But she ain't heard, ya listening to the man and griffin
I don't talk, I'm bout action really
And I don't need a glass of Remy to cock back and blast the semi
Man it's in me, I'm tellin ya, thugging in my bone
Get me wrong, I'ma put one off in ya dome nigga
[Chorus - Big Gee]
No talkin, no fussin, no flossin, we shootin to kill
Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and children
Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the building
Ya w
Wherever I Go Lyrics
[Juelz Santana Verse 1] okay, I’m reloaded, okay the heats loaded, okay now we rolling okay (yeah) My .44 peace talking, sound o-so-sweet talking Do more-more street talking, than Stone Cold Steve Austin And I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well Hell, you looking at the preview of “The Matrix 12” El rock them, I’m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz…) Shake the bells what’s my name (Santana)ant it, it's nothing, whatever, we got it to give
No talkin, no fussin, no flossin, we shootin to kill
Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and children
Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the building
Ya want it, it's nothing, whatever, we got it to give
[Big Gee]
I'm stuck in the gutta my nigga, life don't mean shit to me
I'm broke and my daughter crying and I'm lying to the jury
I see no hope in my future, abandoned by them folk killing me
Boy I swear, since my granny died, I don't know what got inta me
I been thinking of suicide, no Nyquil to go to sleep
No dough just to wake me up and be forcing myself to eat (naw)
Most my niggaz don't live right, my life throwed from the get go
Folk better try to get their mind right, plus my nine bout to let go
We in the middle of the limelight, I'm bout t
We on the pills or that good weed, talk and I'll wind that trigga boom
I might ride through the hot spot, police chilling in they plain clothes
I might pull up in the hot bar, no talks back that in them lame hoes
[Chorus]
[Duke]
Yo, posted up in cul-de-sacs, with plastic gats and fifty packs
Niggaz they pull drastic acts, twenty stacks will get ya whacked
I touch ya with that steel, cut ya off like daffodils
Hit ya with the button, leave ya drowsy like some Benadryl
Casting gears been in the field, Ola bear share many tears
Saw her baby boy get killed, sho baby boy hella trill
Keep it G for all to see, but all don't keep it G like me
All don't see shit how I see, couldn't be in the spots I be
Everybody know Big Dukey known to act a fucking donkey
Keep a chump dumped off in th
MTV, don't try to +Punk+ me, leave that cracker head lumpy
Fucking hoes and busting fo's so long, they call me Humpty Dumpty
[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Ay, close ya eyes, let me take ya there (take ya there)
Got a prison sentence tucked off in my underwear (naw)
62 grams nigga, serving straight deuces (what)
Young nigga riding Magnum, squatting dub deuces (damn)
Mind on my money, money on my mind (mind)
Snitch call me up, exit's on the line (yeeeeeeah)
For the love of these exotic cars
We'll risk it all, even time behind bars (let's get it)
My reality is yo nightmare
And this is my life, it's no nightmare (that's right)
I ain't slept in two weeks, shit I'm paranoid (jeah)
They snatched my patna up (who), the alphabet board (ay)
[Chorus]
[Juelz Santana Verse 1] okay, I’m reloaded, okay the heats loaded, okay now we rolling okay (yeah) My .44 peace talking, sound o-so-sweet talking Do more-more street talking, than Stone Cold Steve Austin And I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well Hell, you looking at the preview of “The Matrix 12” El rock them, I’m here to shake the bells (Juelllllz…) Shake the bells what’s my name (Santana)
No talkin, no fussin, no flossin, we shootin to kill
Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and children
Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep the pump in the building
Ya want it, it's nothing, whatever, we got it to give
[Big Gee]
I'm stuck in the gutta my nigga, life don't mean shit to me
I'm broke and my daughter crying and I'm lying to the jury
I see no hope in my future, abandoned by them folk killing me
Boy I swear, since my granny died, I don't know what got inta me
I been thinking of suicide, no Nyquil to go to sleep
No dough just to wake me up and be forcing myself to eat (naw)
Most my niggaz don't live right, my life throwed from the get go
Folk better try to get their mind right, plus my nine bout to let go
We in the middle of the limelight, I'm bout t
Anything U Want Lyrics
(Intro) Geah Check it out C'mon, c'mon, hey C'mon, uh I said c'mon, hey (Half Ounce in the house) We're smooth on the West Side (Check it out) Nigga hoes back in the house (Check it out) (Verse 1) Who's got paper? But I shoot boxes Plenty of cash to straight floss from the gate You ain't seem grabs this green Plenty of cream kingpins unsolved the scheme I got my eyes
ride to the liquor store (Intro) Geah Check it out C'mon, c'mon, hey C'mon, uh I said c'mon, hey (Half Ounce in the house) We're smooth on the West Side (Check it out) Nigga hoes back in the house (Check it out) (Verse 1) Who's got paper? But I shoot boxes Plenty of cash to straight floss from the gate You ain't seem grabs this green Plenty of cream kingpins unsolved the scheme I got my eyes
We on the pills or that good weed, talk and I'll wind that trigga boom
I might ride through the hot spot, police chilling in they plain clothes
I might pull up in the hot bar, no talks back that in them lame hoes
[Chorus]
[Duke]
Yo, posted up in cul-de-sacs, with plastic gats and fifty packs
Niggaz they pull drastic acts, twenty stacks will get ya whacked
I touch ya with that steel, cut ya off like daffodils
Hit ya with the button, leave ya drowsy like some Benadryl
Casting gears been in the field, Ola bear share many tears
Saw her baby boy get killed, sho baby boy hella trill
Keep it G for all to see, but all don't keep it G like me
All don't see shit how I see, couldn't be in the spots I be
Everybody know Big Dukey known to act a fucking donkey
Keep a chump dumped off in th
Baptized Lyrics
Words: Gerry Deveaux, Lenny Kravitz / Music: Gerry Deveaux, Terry Britten, Lenny Kravitz I don't want to look around And be turned to stone All my darkest days awoken I'm looking for a new way I can't make it on my own Lead me to a place wide open I need a love that takes me higher So high I'm never coming down I don't want to know emptiness Take me down to the water Wanna be bapti
e trunk, that's why it's smelling funky Words: Gerry Deveaux, Lenny Kravitz / Music: Gerry Deveaux, Terry Britten, Lenny Kravitz I don't want to look around And be turned to stone All my darkest days awoken I'm looking for a new way I can't make it on my own Lead me to a place wide open I need a love that takes me higher So high I'm never coming down I don't want to know emptiness Take me down to the water Wanna be bapti
MTV, don't try to +Punk+ me, leave that cracker head lumpy
Fucking hoes and busting fo's so long, they call me Humpty Dumpty
[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Ay, close ya eyes, let me take ya there (take ya there)
Got a prison sentence tucked off in my underwear (naw)
62 grams nigga, serving straight deuces (what)
Young nigga riding Magnum, squatting dub deuces (damn)
Mind on my money, money on my mind (mind)
Snitch call me up, exit's on the line (yeeeeeeah)
For the love of these exotic cars
We'll risk it all, even time behind bars (let's get it)
My reality is yo nightmare
And this is my life, it's no nightmare (that's right)
I ain't slept in two weeks, shit I'm paranoid (jeah)
They snatched my patna up (who), the alphabet board (ay)
[Chorus]