Lil' Wayne Lyrics
Lil' Wayne Lyrics
"Let's Go Lyrics"
Maquerade Of Piety Lyrics
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel] Saint with holly stings Halo and angel wings. Light! The masquerade begins. You are ideal hailed The code that has prevailed, The judge to blame me of my sins. Why do you chase me? Why d'you disgrace me? Why want to see me hurt? Or you see in me your mockingbird? You are the one who is always on right side, You are
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel] Saint with holly stings Halo and angel wings. Light! The masquerade begins. You are ideal hailed The code that has prevailed, The judge to blame me of my sins. Why do you chase me? Why d'you disgrace me? Why want to see me hurt? Or you see in me your mockingbird? You are the one who is always on right side, You are
It's gravy nigga. Believe it.
You hot? Fuck it. Hot as a firecracker.
(It's gravy too.) I got a mac in this bag.
(click clock) What you got? Glock. (Look)
[Baby]
Nigga I'ma tell ya straight off the bat
I got a mac in this bag with 20 grams of crack
And I'ma sit in the back seat of yo' 'Lac
Just in case I gotta snap, a firette to the chest
If I don't know shit, I know cars and broads
I done ordered plenty hits and watched heads come off
And I done saw my nigga get life behind them bars
To them dog hoes, nigga, we scream "fuck 'em all!"
I hustle hard in these city streets
I got my block on fire with my HB's
Spinnin' Benz in these drop tops double r
Cook a brick, flip 'em up, now I got 'em hard
And you can find me
Right up in them hallw
Blacks' Magic Lyrics
[I'd like to send this one out to the partner Pepa MC, and her first born, whatever it may be] Yo, Spin, once again help me get this crowd on its feet So we can set it off I've got your back, Salt, you know I'm never soft Yo, where's your records at? Right beside me Ready to give a scratch? Yep, like poison ivy It's the Nineties, the year for change, can you prove i
ays, holdin' and totin'[I'd like to send this one out to the partner Pepa MC, and her first born, whatever it may be] Yo, Spin, once again help me get this crowd on its feet So we can set it off I've got your back, Salt, you know I'm never soft Yo, where's your records at? Right beside me Ready to give a scratch? Yep, like poison ivy It's the Nineties, the year for change, can you prove i
Got the whole motherfuckin block loaded and smokin'
Nigga know one thang: its some uptown shit
If a nigga get it fucked, then we killin' a bitch
[Chorus]
Nigga I'ma tell ya this, straight off the bat
I got a mac in this bag, with 20 grams of crack
Well let's go nigga, see we can slide nigga
Cuz if you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga
Look, I'ma tell you this, straight off the top
I got a blunt, and a glock, and a bag of rocks
Let's go nigga, let's slide nigga
If you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga
[Lil Wayne]
Better pay attention now so you don't forget later
I run the damn block, I oversee all of the paper
Don't make me take ya, play ya
I cock the glock and spray ya
Call it a caper, won't be no as-salama-laka
An
010 Lyrics
Kierr?t? meid?t uudestaan Viel? kerran Luon nahkaa uudempaa kerran Viel? kerran Aivan niin kuin ennen Aivan niin kuin aina Kello k?y viime kierrosta Kohta kiinni Aika on taas vastahankaan Kohta kiinni Aivan niin kuin ennenkin Aivan niin kuin aina Kaupunkimme on tyhjill??n Kaivon kannella yksist??n Turhaa on anteeksi pyyt?? Turha k?y
d J, he got the gauges, they cocked and readyKierr?t? meid?t uudestaan Viel? kerran Luon nahkaa uudempaa kerran Viel? kerran Aivan niin kuin ennen Aivan niin kuin aina Kello k?y viime kierrosta Kohta kiinni Aika on taas vastahankaan Kohta kiinni Aivan niin kuin ennenkin Aivan niin kuin aina Kaupunkimme on tyhjill??n Kaivon kannella yksist??n Turhaa on anteeksi pyyt?? Turha k?y
Make me run up in ya places and pop ya daddy
Got them bricks rocked and heavy, let it be known
I cook it hard and cut 'em in zones and the money be gone
Then I hit a blunt to the dome, and ride when night falls
Supply the white raw, if there's a problem, knock ya wife off
Lock the spot down
Respect it young nigga, I'm creepin' over
Now cut it with just a little bakin' soda, breakin' boulders
I take it out my holster and bakin' soldiers whenever
Nigga it's whatever, tell ya ma to call the reverend
You see me on the block with crack, gats, and weed
Rats, plats, and ki's, that's practically me
Chorus
[Lil Wayne]
See I'm a hustler, cut-throat, put rhymes in mom's muffler
You can't even count how many times the 9's
This Old House Lyrics
Midnight, that old clock keeps ticking, The kids are all asleep and I'm walking the floor. Darlin' I can see that you're dreaming, And I don't wanna wake you up When I close the door. This old house of ours is built on dreams And a businessman don't know what that means. There's a garden outside she works in every day And tomorrow morning a man fr
bust at yaMidnight, that old clock keeps ticking, The kids are all asleep and I'm walking the floor. Darlin' I can see that you're dreaming, And I don't wanna wake you up When I close the door. This old house of ours is built on dreams And a businessman don't know what that means. There's a garden outside she works in every day And tomorrow morning a man fr
Some of the, niggas that you run with are, suckas bruh
None of ya, won't leave, without some bullets up in ya
Niggas can't hold me down, wodie wild
Cuz all that they can hear is loud screamin' and explosive sounds
They show me how to cook that brown and rock that white
No school, put that book back down, pick up that knife
See that's the real reason I hate to be on tour
I'd rather be back on the block with a bird of that pure
Niggas got it all wrong, thinkin' I'm all song
But yall gon' twist it and end up all gone
Dog-gone cocksuckers, you not thuggers
I pop dozens of glocks, cousins, in my struggle
So stop frontin', it ain't gon' get ya everywhere
I'ma start bustin', and bullets hit ya everywhere
Chorus x 2
[Baby talks till end]