Beanie Sigel Lyrics
Beanie Sigel Lyrics
"What Your Life Like 2 Lyrics"
Private Dancer ( Why I Love U) Lyrics
Lil Wayne Thats why I love u B Now take that shit off Chorus you tryin to knock me but I will not answer Ur girl just wanna be my private dancer And she wanna be my private chauffer To ride that boy like a roller coaster Get on it and Get to it Get on it and Get to it Girl Yeah (Do u) Girl Yeah (Do U) Girl Bye (Do me) Girl stop Verse 1 I got a girl from the A
Lil Wayne Thats why I love u B Now take that shit off Chorus you tryin to knock me but I will not answer Ur girl just wanna be my private dancer And she wanna be my private chauffer To ride that boy like a roller coaster Get on it and Get to it Get on it and Get to it Girl Yeah (Do u) Girl Yeah (Do U) Girl Bye (Do me) Girl stop Verse 1 I got a girl from the A
C'mon let's try this Guru..
[Beanie Sigel]
When I was five years old, I realized it was a road
But at the end, I ain't seen lots of pots of gold
I seen a long cell block, the box, the hold
Six hundred fenced in - some innocent, some rotten souls
Some men with men - stop it, whoa
I ain't runnin up in shit but a broad on her back
Tryin to cop a small hammer, move out like +Shawshank+
with +Redemptions+, I got my mind on revenges
They tryin to kill me at the same time keep me alive
I'm movin out like Adebisi on +Oz+
With my skully on tilt, two whacks in my palm
Posted up in the yard, everyday I think of pokin the guard
Throw a crack a nigga turnin me in
Tryin to crack a nigga turnin me thin
Food soakin in lard, news fools get opened in cards
with (??), in this prison life,
Whichever Way The Wind Blows Lyrics
Jackrabbit done run cross that road Goin' to motel in the sky That rabbit done, story been told Why that jackrabbit done go die? Old turtle go next cross that road He crawlin' as low as he can That turtle done talk to that toad Turtle don't cross here again And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows Young chicken done cross near that road He listen to traffic go
what you livin like?Jackrabbit done run cross that road Goin' to motel in the sky That rabbit done, story been told Why that jackrabbit done go die? Old turtle go next cross that road He crawlin' as low as he can That turtle done talk to that toad Turtle don't cross here again And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows Young chicken done cross near that road He listen to traffic go
[Chorus]
Can you tell me what you live like?
Can you tell me what that bed like, what's that cell like?
What's livin in hell like? Tell me do you eat right?
Do you even sleep right?
Yo, tell me what your life like
Tell me do you sleep nights, tell me what that life like?
Gettin no kites like, no flicks like
Make you wanna quit life
[Beanie Sigel]
Them four letters is a motherfucker
That's forever like a motherfucker
Without a letter from a motherfucker?
It ain't even bout the cheddar from a motherfucker
Write a kite, some flicks from a motherfucker
Some drawers, some socks, some kicks from a motherfucker
I can't believe I'm doin this bid for you motherfuckers
I'm down for another joker case
I was dealt this hand, and I'ma play it with my poke
Against The Elements Lyrics
We're all born with a terminal chip installed And a noose wrapped around the neck Swallow pride, bite the pain As you join the world on a steel coffin ride MY heart burns as I feel my pulse quicken My only thought is to be erased To be dissolved like a sunstruck shadow Combat the winds with a serpent smile One by one we'll be erased 'til our circuitry gets rearranged We e
faceWe're all born with a terminal chip installed And a noose wrapped around the neck Swallow pride, bite the pain As you join the world on a steel coffin ride MY heart burns as I feel my pulse quicken My only thought is to be erased To be dissolved like a sunstruck shadow Combat the winds with a serpent smile One by one we'll be erased 'til our circuitry gets rearranged We e
On the block ready to POKE a face
I got an L goin around with a smokin case?
You steal the deoderant out of CVS, you locked for retail theft
I got it body half a block stolen DT vest
My rap sheet read three D abreast
Dangerous, duct tape daughters
I take to the street, like a duck take to water
Get your duck game in order
My bust game in order, I fluffs 'caine with water
[Chorus]
[Beanie Sigel]
That's fucked up, you bout to take your longest trip
and can't do shit, but suck it up, be strong and shit
Handcuffed, ankle to wrist, in back of the bus
Flashbacks of you back in the world
Can't fuck now you thinkin bout who in back of your girl
Got her ass up (kill this bitch) playin your crib
Thinkin bout who raisin your kids
Shit was all good a week ago, 'fore th
The Dean And I Lyrics
Hum drum days And a hum drum ways Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom It was no infatuation But a gradual graduation From a boy to a man Let me tell you while I can The soda pop came free Hey Sis, one kiss, and I was heaven bound Now who would have guessed Milton's paradise lost could be found But in the eyes
ey came and raided your cribHum drum days And a hum drum ways Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom It was no infatuation But a gradual graduation From a boy to a man Let me tell you while I can The soda pop came free Hey Sis, one kiss, and I was heaven bound Now who would have guessed Milton's paradise lost could be found But in the eyes
6:30 in the morning, they kick your door in
Feds pour in, snatch you out your bed while you snorin
You unaware of what's goin on and
Come to find out, clients you had for years, turned to foreman
Told the law about the drops you make
How your clientele first started to escalate
Givin him keys to your crib, was your next mistake
At that dinner table, breakin out that extra plate
You can't turn a career addict off his coke habit
Put him on post with the toast that promote static
Back to the operation, they got you locked at the station
Fuck your back time, you worryin about what you facin
Heart racin, situation gettin scary
Old clients are showin up, at the preliminary
D.A. tryin to bury a nigga to Neveruary, 31st
God damn, that gotta hurt