Yall Don't Wanna Fuck (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. M.O.P.) Styles

motherfucker guaranteed it be jerkin you rings is so my contact will break up your man I'm a gentleman, my contract's a shake of a hand I make it hard so, only God could wake up your man cuz I do things the Don

Styles (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jadakiss) Styles

like gangstas Dog, I'll kidnap your little man and send you to the banker That money get dropped off, so do he Right off the booth of his mama' building Feel the drama building Told y'all niggas don't fuck

When Death Becomes U (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) M.O.P.

Yes Yes, give um the whole thang I'm a legend in the town, Nowww Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down Big Bill dancin' im reppin for Buck town Nigga see me dummin' im comin clutchin

Listen (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

I gotta few things I wanna ask the Lord Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me and why's it so rough when you're young and black They say you go to jail or get strung on crack Why the girl have a baby

She Dgaf (Explicit Album Version) The Internet

`t give a fuck Cause she don`t give a fuck Cause she don`t give a fuck Cause she don`t give a fuck no She shaved off all of her hair of her hair of her hair Cause she don`t give a fuck Cause she don`

My Brother (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

I got a lot of words... let's see.. yo, yo Life is a circle of pain The darkest clouds, end up like the purplest rain They say patience is a virtue in the game Fuck it, I guess I died when my brother died

Get Paid (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

a bag knockin hauler notes Spendin 200 G's in the fall for coats You could call me alotta things but don't call me broke and I told you I bust my steel I stay cuffed in the bullpen like P you bout to fuck

Hood Muzik (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. M.O.P.) Memphis Bleek

felony And a hobby and the process of gettin money is nothing I'm not Sosa, but the dogs is coming This is not not, no, no, motherfucking game Entertain you motherfuckers is not why I came It's R.O.C. and M.O.P

Outro (Styles/A Gangster And A Gentleman) (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

Yeah my niggaz, just spend a little bit of time with the ghost holiday, styles, pinero, well you listen to me real niggaz feel me, some real nggaz probably won't feel me but as you know me, I don't really

Kill Yourself (Album Version Explicit) Timbaland, Sebastian, Attitude

number shit When they need a hit, who do they come to get, talk to me If you got love for me I got love for you If you won\'t fuck with me I won\'t fuck with you We can do it however you wanna do

The Hussle (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. M.O.P.) (Explicit Ver.) Mr. Cheeks

Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) Regulate the real (Regulate) Ayo we basically know how us fuckers

Soul Clap (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

drop on my ass, this is Holiday I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass That's one more chance, Dick Frank White aint dead Think you the shit, leave me your chick, the light aint red matter fact just wanna

I'm A Ruff Ryder (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jadakiss) Styles

Talk, Holiday Styles, S-P or whatever you choose A pound of weed, four guns and a liter of booze Whup you niggas out they shoes, what Come and fuck with me, I can guarantee you'll be makin a lose P flows

Black Magic (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Angie Stone) Styles

the kids that didn't get they school clothes For the gods that lost they earth The world's a song you'll get it back you just lost your It's P the demons, that's why I'm feenin for weed Cuz I don't wanna

Yall Know We In Here (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Swizz Beatz, P. Killer Trackz) Styles

It don't matter who you are, or what you say aint no rapper you name fuckin wit Styles and I'll probably die young, shot in the war but I aint never give a fuck, and I always was wild and I'd rather have

Handle Ur Bizness (Explicit) M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

The Hussle (Album Version (Explicit)) Mr. Cheeks

Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) Regulate the real (Regulate) Ayo we basically know how us fuckers

Downtown Swinga ('96) (Explicit) M.O.P.

human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So yo, Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck

Lick Shots (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jadakiss, Sheek, J-Hood) Styles

slums Blowing they spliffs with they razor blades under they tongue Lick a shot for all my niggas that be banging they hammers Sticking up stores, taking the tape out the video cameras Lick a shot at all yall

How About Some Hardcore (Explicit) M.O.P.

you best manage to chill And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill With that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer' I move with M.O.P

American Dream (Album Version / Explicit) Nelly

niggaz think that derrty don′t need a cage I should be put on display, for the display I′m displayin Half you niggaz is dyin and all the rest are decayin I′m doin tracks in hotels steady rockin girls

Testify (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Talib Kweli) Styles P

[Styles P:] Time I testify, listen Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? I'm yellow but I'm dark for real And why nobody flip when Martin was killed?

And I Came To... (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Sheek, Eve) Styles

my nigga's face Hop back go hard all day in a nigga's face You see, you cowards ain't a threat to us really Just figured that we let you know that testin' us is silly Good luck, y'all---Naw forreal, fuck

B.B. Gun (Album Version (Explicit)) Young Gunz 외 3명

Hittin' till' them niggaz gone Word till' ma niggaz gone This ain't just a song, this is real shit we live Niggaz will get ya kids, hurry niggaz switch your homes Don't forget ya pistol, home, what the fuck

Famous (Album Version (Explicit)) Katy Tiz

fuck me cos I'm famous Get your friend to tape us Do you think that I'm that wasted wasted You only wanna fuck me cos I'm famous Drop my name in Vegas Your ticket to the A-List save it You only wanna

We Thugs (My Niggas) (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jadakiss, Sheek) Styles

For if I ride you ride the motherfucking rest of life We thugs, my niggas Ride to the death with my man cause I motherfucking love my niggas We ghetto, my niggas Any time, any place, we don't give a fuck

Forever (Album Version (Explicit)) Drake 외 3명

It may not mean nothing to yall understand nothing was done for me so i don't plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever man ever man ever man I'm shutting shit down at the mall and telling every

A Gangster And A Gentleman (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles

It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) I'm leavin out a lotta shit, nigga it's too real My alcoholic backround, the welfare motels Abuse that I had to take struggle at my mom's recruit How the fuck

Love You More (Album Version (Explicit)) Eminem

[2 shots] [Chorus] The more you, put me through, The more it makes me wanna come back to you, You say you hate me, I just love you more, You don`t want me, I just want you more, I buy you flowers

Play (Album Version (Explicit)) David Banner

your pussy like you want some, girl Work it like a nigga straight licking on your pearl I wanna see you cum in the middle of the dance floor A nigga can`t fuck, what you think a friend of me for I

Nobody Believes Me (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Sheek, J-Hood, Cross) Styles

This is a true story ladies and gentlemen You might not believe it though But fuck it, thats why I'm the ghost I'm about to open up Listen, one day I fell asleep and my knife woke me up He said Your gun

No Love (Explicit Version) (Feat. M.O.P.) DJ Clue

But still the bomb It's the wave-king, rock the two tone Wallees strip-ons Don't wanna end up miss-on, then play your positi-on My grimy Brooklyn niggas stay flippin ya chick While my crew from New Jerus

So Much More (Album Version - Explicit Version) Fat Joe

′t snitch we stick and just ride and I..

Paradise (Album Version (Explicit)) Nelly

would be Cause she was The definition of a ghetto queen And you should see that apple bottom in jeans [Verse 1] I met her on a Sunday One day she walkin down the runway 5′5″, so fine What the fuck

I'm Serious (Album Version (Explicit)) Clipse

OK, Pusha...minus the T Niggas is talkin'' to blasphemous Tell me is it these ashy cuts that got you thinkin'' I''m not in touch with that mask ''n glove Don''t let the Reverend hold your casket

Inner Glow (Album Version (Explicit)) Blue October

strong Like you belong cause you do belong Whether right or wrong you belong I′m on your side if you fail atleat you tried To keep your aching celebrating wonder making heart alive Yeah and pride don

Off The Hook (Album Version (Explicit)) Jinx Da Juvy

Geah Geah Ah Huh Def Jam Records Jinx Da Juvy BK Holla At Me Ayo Im''a tell you why I''m angry, haters in the game wanna restrain me I''m what they artist can''t be, chain hang see

The Life (Album Version (Explicit)) Styles P, Pharoahe Monch

Holiday Styles.. Double R.. Rawkus Records.. Pharoahe talk to 'em.. let 'em try to understand.. Let 'em try.. let 'em try now...

Playa (Album Version / Explicit) Nelly

Whattup ma, the name H doe, I′m into pesos V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right Or get you bent, whatever you like I′m not into wifin - no sir I just wanna

Once A Week (Album Version (Explicit)) Mystic

I ain`t wanna be your woman ain`t wanna be ya girl I ain`t wanna be your savior ain`t wanna be your world Just wanna chill maybe spend some time wit you Wit no strings attached is that alright boo?

Burn One Down (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Flipsyde) Styles P

Styles P:] Ghost Vinny Idol nigga YEAH~! Flipsyde [Flipsyde (Styles P):] And I'm gonna burn one down (gonna burn..) Burn one down (this song.. the fuck..) And I'm gonna burn one down (DOWN.. YEAH!)

Real Shit (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Gerald Levert) Styles P

Styles P + (Gerald Levert) (From the heart) This shit is crazy Storch (From the soul) Thank you my nigga (yeah, yeahhh) I appreciate it (ooooooh, from the heart) Y'know I'm so much in the street (well

The Life (Album Version Edit (Explicit)) Styles, Pharoahe Monch

Holiday Styles.. Double R.. Rawkus Records.. Pharoahe talk to 'em.. let 'em try to understand.. Let 'em try.. let 'em try now...

LastOnesLeft (Album Version (Explicit)) 2Pac

try me cause right behind me your killer team I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine This Hennessey'll keep me calm though Sittin in the back of the club, tradin convo Livin like a Don

Felony Niggas (Album Version (Explicit)) L.O.X.

Shhh (Two guns up mothafucka, Two guns up mothafucka (overlap)) Real shit...Styles P Shit..

Let's Ride (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

my thugs at ready or not nigga ain't no Turnin Back Where the fuck my hoes at who I pimp hard when they wanna get to a tap But you know you can do dat that luv I'm just hear to fuck you know dat luv Want

1,2,3 (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

us on whoever song fast slow no facade Getcha Bible check the credits Shawn go slow for God Wit that said I been blessed oh man The chain (red) like a (caffeine free Coke can) So... damn the critics yall

A Dream (Album Version (Explicit)) Mystic

got to claim to keep it real True queen considered twinkle in my eyes The glide in my step I bless the world before I die And tries I might ain`t a damn thang I can do Just got to hold on until I make

We Are The Streets (Album Version (Explicit)) L.O.X.

know we had to 'dis right Hugh Hugh It just wouldn't be right Yo Ayo Yo I'ma b-boy standin in my b-boy stance Glock on my hip is big is the dick in my pants You don't want nuttin wit sheek you soft as fuck

Hypnotize (Explicit Album Version) Notorious B.I.G.

Uh, uh, uh Hah, sicker than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggas don\'t think shit stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head