Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics
"Felonies Lyrics"
Spare Parts I (A Nocturnal Emission) Lyrics
well the damn cracked hard just like a bull whip cause it wasn't takin' no lip from the night before as it shook out the street, the stew bums showed up just like bounced checks, rubbin' their necks and the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismol and the parking lots growled and my old sports coat full of promissory notes and a receipt from a late night motel and the hawk had his whole family out there in the wind, and he's got a message for you to beware cause he be kickin' y
well the damn cracked hard just like a bull whip cause it wasn't takin' no lip from the night before as it shook out the street, the stew bums showed up just like bounced checks, rubbin' their necks and the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismol and the parking lots growled and my old sports coat full of promissory notes and a receipt from a late night motel and the hawk had his whole family out there in the wind, and he's got a message for you to beware cause he be kickin' y
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
Stay The Night Lyrics
You're kissing me And saying I'm the one you need To keep you warm And lay with you tonight Baby I feel the same way I don't want to leave Wanna hold you close And feel your love inside But I don't wanna play myself Cause I know you're with someone else And I don't need complications in my life And I don't wanna fall back in And get caught up in you again Boy I'm so conflicted in my mind [chorus] You keep saying stay the night Just let me rock y
the spotYou're kissing me And saying I'm the one you need To keep you warm And lay with you tonight Baby I feel the same way I don't want to leave Wanna hold you close And feel your love inside But I don't wanna play myself Cause I know you're with someone else And I don't need complications in my life And I don't wanna fall back in And get caught up in you again Boy I'm so conflicted in my mind [chorus] You keep saying stay the night Just let me rock y
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
Runnin' Riot (Live) Lyrics
Running riot for you Things you say and things you do sure worry me, When were out on the street making money for you and your society. It seems to me the time is right, for another generation and another street fight. Got no future, sure got a right, I got a right to live Cos I can't stand the peace and quiet All I want is for a runnin riot I can't stand the peace and quiet All i want is a running...Riot! Don't you try to understand the way we feel Flash li
of yall make yall niggas blood brothers (thats righhht)Running riot for you Things you say and things you do sure worry me, When were out on the street making money for you and your society. It seems to me the time is right, for another generation and another street fight. Got no future, sure got a right, I got a right to live Cos I can't stand the peace and quiet All I want is for a runnin riot I can't stand the peace and quiet All i want is a running...Riot! Don't you try to understand the way we feel Flash li
& 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
Tuna Fish Promenade Lyrics
Mark Volman (vocals) Howard Kaylan (vocals) Ian Underwood (keyboards, woodwinds) Aynsley Dunbar (drums) George Duke (keyboards, trombone) Martin Lickert (bass) Ruth Underwood (orchestra drum set) Jim Pons (vocals) Mark Volman & Howard Kaylan: This town.. this town.. is just a Sealed Tuna Sandwich. Sealed Tuna Sandwich with the wrapper glued ... It's by baloney on the rack It goes for 40 cents a whack. It's just a place for us to pla
ka get hypnotizedMark Volman (vocals) Howard Kaylan (vocals) Ian Underwood (keyboards, woodwinds) Aynsley Dunbar (drums) George Duke (keyboards, trombone) Martin Lickert (bass) Ruth Underwood (orchestra drum set) Jim Pons (vocals) Mark Volman & Howard Kaylan: This town.. this town.. is just a Sealed Tuna Sandwich. Sealed Tuna Sandwich with the wrapper glued ... It's by baloney on the rack It goes for 40 cents a whack. It's just a place for us to pla
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
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Friday 9-16-2005