Kane and Abel f Master P and Prime Suspects lyrics
Kane and Abel f Master P and Prime Suspects lyrics
"Greens Cornbread and Cabbage Lyrics"
Flying Home Lyrics
Amazing, I'm gazing Across a sea of a thousand smiles Touching me tonight I'm feeling the real thing I wear my heart open on my sleeve Tonight I give all that I can give - And tonight, we live! Can you see the special glow That's lighting up my eye? Tomorrow I'll be in the sky - [Chorus] Flying home, I'll be Flying home To a paradise I can call my own To a warm embrace From dear hearts and friends Back to happy days I'll be flying home So wond'rous, I love this This stage, this song that I give to you It's such a dream come true
Amazing, I'm gazing Across a sea of a thousand smiles Touching me tonight I'm feeling the real thing I wear my heart open on my sleeve Tonight I give all that I can give - And tonight, we live! Can you see the special glow That's lighting up my eye? Tomorrow I'll be in the sky - [Chorus] Flying home, I'll be Flying home To a paradise I can call my own To a warm embrace From dear hearts and friends Back to happy days I'll be flying home So wond'rous, I love this This stage, this song that I give to you It's such a dream come true
Master P]
What's up niggas and bitches (ugh)
We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at
making fame)
Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex)
It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla)
All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar)
Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions
(trillions)
We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up)
From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest)
To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast)
Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla)
Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela
I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes
Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla)
Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer.
Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks
Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack
Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling
Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen
And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa
Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power
Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south)
Got killers watching my back with that gold in th
We Both Know Why You're Here Lyrics
There is no reason to struggle Nothing on earth you should fear You say you received it but I just don't believe it We both know why you're here You never make an appointment You never make anything clear You say you're for real like that's a hell of a deal But we both know why you're here You need it and you read it and you feed it and you don't believe It's just a joke You follow it you swallow it and then you like to wallow in it Like civilized folk Who like thier rewards nice and easy But you thought you were the four musketeers You say you've got the stuff but there's
ey mouth There is no reason to struggle Nothing on earth you should fear You say you received it but I just don't believe it We both know why you're here You never make an appointment You never make anything clear You say you're for real like that's a hell of a deal But we both know why you're here You need it and you read it and you feed it and you don't believe It's just a joke You follow it you swallow it and then you like to wallow in it Like civilized folk Who like thier rewards nice and easy But you thought you were the four musketeers You say you've got the stuff but there's
Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking P
Agent c station
Should I say player hating (player hating)
Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to hell niggas feel me
It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me
Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla)
Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers
Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys)
Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds
I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what)
Big Boz got that AK nigga and that's real
Rolling in that Rover (Rover)
Smoking on that dolja (dolja)
A No Limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us
Niggas got green (green) fuck cashing checks
Hooked up with three niggas they call them Prime Suspects
Now a nigga got the shit gangstafied like Kane & Abel
Niggas got more clientele than niggas got cable
But niggas tru to the gizame
Niggas slanging them bizangs
My best partner Andrew Jackson, Ben Franklin understand
Chorus
Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4
[Prime Suspects]
Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke
Snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show
But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of r
Se Ti Muovi Lyrics
Sul campione di Frank sperminator Godi J Ax insieme a Dj Jad per il 2 con il triplo zero se la risposta h sempre la stessa perchi si!! Non sapevo perchi quando ho cominciato in fondo non me lo ero mica domandato di presupposto c'era il rischio di finire emarginato ma ho avuto la risposta la prima volta che la folla ha urlato dopo di che primo lp 50.000 cd partiti da ll 7 anni di hits radio tv ma tutto questo h solo un mezzo per raggiungerti e della fama esiste il prezzo non confonderti non preoccuparti h solo il party che continua balliamo in cerchio sotto il fuoco io resto in prima linea non h mai stata questione di strategie ma di energie coraggio di investire su una vita senza garanzie ora non sono un cantant
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It's them little green guys a nigga can't get enough
Zoned out like Kujo ain't sleeped in three days
On an all night flight trying to get rich paid
In the shade on the L.A.P.
Where your nigga be
Never taking and sure who I be (ooh wee)
I be the nigga with cheese
O.Z.'s to keys stay hundreds to G's
Putting these hoes on their knees
Cause they bout that green cheese (pop that phone)
Chorus x4
[Kane]
Bitch show me the money I'm on top cause I got rocks
Cause I got scrilla No Limit got enough paper to buy the Lakers
Fuck the haters I hate to kill him fake the realest
I know God never sleeps
When you die you sew what you weep
I still move ten boroughs a week cause a nigga gots to eat
Don't feel my teeth
Mamma turned 5 into 10, 18 to 36
My triple beam gangsta lean
Thousand eight that be the weight
On this motherfucking grip it's the lip
This paper got me rich I'm sick
Quick to run up in that pussy with a hard dick
Ghetto boys starting ghetto wars
Took a little scrilla the killer
Wait starting late in the hood got me paid scoring like Reggie Miller
Representing like a senator
When I'm on the block (woo woo) then again
Smoking hay bitch a hundred down like pred
Jesus The California Kid Lyrics
CHORUS Jesus and the California Kid oh what Jesus did, for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline who's the textbook case of cool He's out of sight he surfs alright and he ain't nobody's fool He's got a face that fits on GQ and a natural taste in style And everybody likes hime with that million dollar smile Well you might think he parties and gets and girl he want And he hangs out with the wicked but he needs no silly stunts
ator CHORUS Jesus and the California Kid oh what Jesus did, for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline who's the textbook case of cool He's out of sight he surfs alright and he ain't nobody's fool He's got a face that fits on GQ and a natural taste in style And everybody likes hime with that million dollar smile Well you might think he parties and gets and girl he want And he hangs out with the wicked but he needs no silly stunts
If you got my rocks then I ain't got no fucking check
[Abel]
Fuck you nigga pay fuck your lady
Fuck your mamma fuck your baby
Rolling with P on the D bout to be gangstafied
Honey drop top white Mercedes
It's a 144 pounds 148 with the 4 pound murder
Niggas they call me drama
And them hoes they call me Ike Turner
Popos 75 dice till the trying to get the shipment higher
When talk they coming up short
Give props and I ain't forgot motherfucker
[Kane & Abel and Master P talking]
Master P, Prime Suspects
Yeah bra humbra go get your money nigga
I got it ugh trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
Nigga trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
This goes out to all my real niggas
North Carolina, from Milwaukee, South Carolina, Columbus, Ohio,
Louisville, Georgia, Alabama, to the A.T.L., Cleveland, Ohio,
New Orleans, Detroit, Texas, Cincinnati, Florida, Nebraska, California,
Chicago, Indianapolis, Mississippi, New York
To the motherfucking world to the world
We after them greens after them greens
Cabbage and cornbread
Dollar greens humbra humbra
Y'all haters need to be pissed on (suckers)
Y'all can't stop No Limit
Got to much paper believe that