Like Toy Soldiers, Pt. 1
Eminem lyrics
Eminem lyrics
"8 Mile Road - Remix (Feat. 50 Cent And G-Unit) Lyrics"
In the Sun Lyrics
f/ Q-Tip [Large Professor] Yo.. Yeah Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide Sittin' on the front stoop right outside In the moonli
f/ Q-Tip [Large Professor] Yo.. Yeah Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide Sittin' on the front stoop right outside In the moonli
[50 Cent]
Yeah..50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
G-UNIT!
[Lloyd Banks]
This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-Unit! And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'
Swimmin' in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit' a head up and challenge you dummy
It's funny, niggas rather see you su
La Jasette Lyrics
parole et musique Kevin Parent J'ai d'quoi ?te dire,mais promets-tu que tu fendras pas de rire,en disant que j'suis perdu? Tu sais que Dieu est d?j? venu, bon ben,y revient demain
fferin' and hungry parole et musique Kevin Parent J'ai d'quoi ?te dire,mais promets-tu que tu fendras pas de rire,en disant que j'suis perdu? Tu sais que Dieu est d?j? venu, bon ben,y revient demain
I'm hungry as hell, skatin' with another nigga's money
Take your hats off, you know you ain't that tough
I'm callin' your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn't the game ball
Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!)
By the way, this feels like I'm dreamin'
Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my semen
The physical presence
Don't Say You Love Me Lyrics
You can't get up--you can't get down You can't sit still--you never settle down Don't say you love me--just say--'huh'! You love runs hot--your love runs cold You can't get
f a female, form of a demon You can't get up--you can't get down You can't sit still--you never settle down Don't say you love me--just say--'huh'! You love runs hot--your love runs cold You can't get
That's why, I fuck 'em and leave 'em
Get my nut while I'm breathin'
'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin', now I'm duckin' and trippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, it's probably sendin' out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards
[Tony Yayo]
You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me ('Cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto
Niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you