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Post by Luis Cortez on Aug 17, 2005 9:11:52 GMT -5
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Post by x on Aug 17, 2005 9:14:16 GMT -5
how do u lyk this?!
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Post by redfern on Aug 17, 2005 9:15:21 GMT -5
now that's just tasteless
not even a congratulations message at the bottom
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Post by Luis Cortez on Aug 17, 2005 9:16:37 GMT -5
yea not even a splat
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Post by Arc Alpha X on Aug 17, 2005 10:42:15 GMT -5
well how am i supposed to kno to rigth 1?
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Post by AJ Vogel on Aug 17, 2005 10:44:08 GMT -5
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Post by Arc Alpha X on Aug 17, 2005 10:50:36 GMT -5
cereal?
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Post by eliteomegasuz on Aug 17, 2005 11:17:52 GMT -5
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eddie
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Post by eddie on Aug 17, 2005 12:01:17 GMT -5
Now tuned in to the muthafuckin' greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim you can go on, brush your shoulders off nigga, I got you
Yeah... My niggas...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Got the phantom in front building Trinity Ave.
10 years been legit they still figure me bad.
As a youngin', I was too much to cope with.
Why you think, mo'fuckers nick-named me, Cook Coke shit.
Should've been called armed robbery, extorsion or maybe grand larceny...
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle,
This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble.
Came out the gate, no I didn't flow Joe shit.
Fat nigga with shotty was the logo kid.
[Chorus]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
See we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verse 2 - Remy]
R to the E'zzy',
M to the whizz-i [Y],
My arms stay breezy,
The Don's stay fizz-i,
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 740'fizz-i
And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die,
With a matchin' jacket,
Bout' to cop me a mansion,
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin'.
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance- we boogie,
So nevermind how we got in here with the burners and hoodies.
Listen we don't pay admission,
And bouncers don't check us,
And we walk around the metal detectors.
And there really ain't no need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance floor,
Reckless, check it, said it?!
Like my necklace, started relaxin' now, that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction.
See, money ain't a thing nigga, we still the same nigga, flows just changed
now we 'bout to change the game nigga.
[Chorus]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verse 3 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
Now we livin' better now,
Gucci sweater now,
And that G4 could fly through, any weather now,
See niggas get tight, when you worth some millions.
That's why I sport the chincilla to hurt they feelin's.
Your can find Joe Crack at all type of shit,
Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit,
If I visited Compton, they'd prolly squeel.
'Cause half these rappers get "Blow" like Dereck Foreal.
If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you,
These faggot niggas even made gang signs commercials.
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up,
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up.
Kay keep tellin' me to speak about rucker,
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the rucker,
Not even Pee-Wee Kirkland could imagine this,
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship.
[Chorus]
my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
my life
If you feeling like a pimp nigga, go on, brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you, get that dirt off your shoulders
I probably owe it to y'all
probably be locked by the force
Tryin to hustle some things
that go with the porsch
Feeling no remorse
feeling like my hand was forced
middle finger to the Law
nigga, gripping my balls
Stab the ladies they love me,
from the bleachers they screaming
all the ballers is bouncing
they like the way I be leanin'
all the rappers be hatin'
off the track that I'm makin'
but all the hustlers, they love it
just to see one of us make it
came from the bottom of bottom
to the top of the pops
nigga "LONDON" Japan
and I'm straight up the block
like a running back, get it man
I'm straight off the block
I could run it back nigga cuz I'm straight with the ROC
(Chorus)
If you feeling like a pimp nigga, go on, brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go on, brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you, get that dirt off your shoulders
(4x) You gotta get that dirt off your shoulders (4x)
Ya homie holdin' position
in the kitchen with soda
i just whipped up a watch
tryin to get me a rover
tryin to stretch out the coka
like a wrestler, yes sir
keep the heckler close
you know them smokers'll test ya
but like, 52 cards went out
im through dealing now
52 bars come out
now you feel 'em now
52 cars roll out
remove ceiling in case
52 broads come out
now you chillin with a boss bitch
of course, SC on the sleeve
at the forty-forty club
ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans
plus the slippers is clean
no chrome on the wheels
I'm a grown up for real G
(Chorus)
Boy, back in the building
Brooklyn we back on the map
me and my beautiful bitch
in the back of that back
i'm the realist to run it
I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em
Niggas scared of that black
I drop that black album
then i back out it
that's the best rapper alive
nigga, ask about me
from bricks to billboards
from grams to grammys
the O's to opposite Orphan Annie
you gotta pardon Jay
for selling out the garden in the day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hay
I'm a hustler homie
you a customer cronie
got some dirt on my shoulder
could you brush it off for me?
(Chorus)
Now tuned into the muthafuckin' greatest
Best rapper alive (2x)
[Verse 1]
I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler homey
I got the product, narcotics for customers homey
Feins open they be smoking like a muffler homey
niggas phoney so I only got a couple of homey
If you a hustler I could, I could fuck wit you homey
You spend a couple of bucks I stay in touch with you homey
I get money I get 20 to K I got 20 strip although I'm 20 today
I get cake from buds and haze I'm making dubs
they hating cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
with cops got the block hot like a jamaican club
cop wait, wait for a droute then I make a fllod
try to take my cake you gone take a slug
But you can take my information if you taking drugs
cause I can sell raid to a bug
I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug
[Chorus ( Cassidy Im A Hustla Lyrics )]
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
Nigga ask about me nigga nigga ask about me
Download Im A Hustla Right Now - Click Here Now!
[Verse 2 ( Cassidy Im A Hustla Lyrics )]
Married to the game, same bride just a new dru
I do more then just do to
cause my bills come in to soon, my son gone be two soon
royalty check come in like once in a bluemoon
but I'm getting my doe for doing shows
I made more money on the grind then on the road
that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes
car's are so cool,Aston no shoes
just a rubberband on my risk no jewels
I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm a fool
I know the rules I ain't got time for it
and they will hateyou deal with the real cake
and they on the corner
from morning to real late
I deal weight and if you bastards dought me
I'm a hustler ask about, ask about me
[Chorus ( Cassidy Im A Hustla Lyrics )]
[Verse 3]
Yeah they made you got saved don't be spend the cahnge
In fifth grade I was hustling my genesis game
I was dumb young selling chew gum to my classmate
on the cash chase moving at a fast pace
never been a dummy never did what the dummies do
so I had a mill to burn before I turned 22
more money , more problem is true cause the more money
I make the more problem for you
yeah I used dude voice props to the boy sean
he made it a hot line I made a hot song
So stop drawing man you got to respect it
I'm the best swizz got to perfected don't mess with
C-A-double S-I-D-Ycause I became the best when B-I-G died
the kid do it big like P-U-N cuse
I'm nice P-A-C with the P-E-N
I'm fresh to death, Dressed to impress
Fresh for real, Nigga dressed to kill
I'm the best for real, I was blessed wit' skill
The F.S. in my necklace still
I'm a threat for real, I come at niggas necks for real
Tryna build my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect 'cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, You just extra high
If it wasn't for them drugs you'd be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon' testify
F' the extra shit, Get an extra clip
I get some extra lip, Just expect to die
I'll put a whole in ya head 'cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Johnny Cochran old head
Clappin' a pound, He ain't pattin' me down
And I stay strapped man I got my gat on me now
[Hook (x2)] Swizz Beatz
[Verse 2] Cassidy
I get it poppin' on the block like a B-Boy
If you cop a couple of rocks you get a free boy
You could take a couple of shots & get a ki boy
If you try to take what I got, A stick me boy
See boy, Tryna fuck around wit' me boy
Ya wrist like fuckin' a bitch wit' no C' boy
I'm a G' boy, Get smoked by the P' boy
Coke by the ki boy, Got dope & the E boy
Me boy, I'm 'bout to take the industry over
Lifes a war, We was meant to be soldiers
I sat back for years & watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
Pretend to be BIG, Pretend to be Pac pretend to be hot
But all that pretendin' gon' eventually stop
And the slugs gonna eventually pop
'Cause all the real thugs in the box or the penitentiary ox
VIP lookin' like a penitentiary block
[Hook (x2)] Swizz Beatz
[Verse 3] Cassidy
Okay, I'm fresh to death like a million bucks
My Benz got big rims & my ceilin' lift up
Dependin' on how I'm feelin' might be wheelin' the truck
Either way the chicks still on my nuts, Ya know what I'm sayin'
I ain't playin' wit' them niggas that be feelin' they tough
I ain't a killa but you still will get touched
I network sweatshirt wit' the hood, Got the steel in the tuck
And my lil' man fillin' the dutch while I chill in the cut
On my lean, Chicks stealin' my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, Chicks spill in my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, Don't grind on me
I can't dance, I got the nine on me
Heckler & Koch mami, Fresh from the box mami
Got'cha punani wet 'cause I'm fresh to the socks mami
Fresh from the block mami, So I'm makin' it fun
See life's a bitch but I'm makin' her cum & umm
[Hook (x2)] Swizz Beatz
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eddie
Junior Member
Posts: 371
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Post by eddie on Aug 17, 2005 12:02:19 GMT -5
Yeah... My niggas...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Got the phantom in front building Trinity Ave.
10 years been legit they still figure me bad.
As a youngin', I was too much to cope with.
Why you think, mo'fuckers nick-named me, Cook Coke shit.
Should've been called armed robbery, extorsion or maybe grand larceny...
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle,
This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble.
Came out the gate, no I didn't flow Joe shit.
Fat nigga with shotty was the logo kid.
[Chorus]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
See we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verse 2 - Remy]
R to the E'zzy',
M to the whizz-i [Y],
My arms stay breezy,
The Don's stay fizz-i,
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 740'fizz-i
And I just bought a bike so I can ride til' I die,
With a matchin' jacket,
Bout' to cop me a mansion,
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin'.
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance- we boogie,
So nevermind how we got in here with the burners and hoodies.
Listen we don't pay admission,
And bouncers don't check us,
And we walk around the metal detectors.
And there really ain't no need for a VIP section in the middle of the dance floor,
Reckless, check it, said it?!
Like my necklace, started relaxin' now, that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction.
See, money ain't a thing nigga, we still the same nigga, flows just changed
now we 'bout to change the game nigga.
[Chorus]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
[Verse 3 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
Now we livin' better now,
Gucci sweater now,
And that G4 could fly through, any weather now,
See niggas get tight, when you worth some millions.
That's why I sport the chincilla to hurt they feelin's.
Your can find Joe Crack at all type of shit,
Out at Vegas front roll on all the fights and shit,
If I visited Compton, they'd prolly squeel.
'Cause half these rappers get "Blow" like Dereck Foreal.
If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you,
These faggot niggas even made gang signs commercials.
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up,
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up.
Kay keep tellin' me to speak about rucker,
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the rucker,
Not even Pee-Wee Kirkland could imagine this,
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship.
[Chorus]
my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
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Post by Arc Alpha X on Aug 17, 2005 12:24:35 GMT -5
eddie stop with teh lyrics already!
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eddie
Junior Member
Posts: 371
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Post by eddie on Aug 17, 2005 13:12:41 GMT -5
feat. Ciara, Fatman Scoop)
Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control
[Fatman Scoop]
Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
(music make u lose control)
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop
[Missy Elliott]
I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs in shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Planet Rocka show stopa
Flo froppa head knocka
Beat stalla tail droppa
Do ma thang muthafukas
Ma rose royce lamborghini
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu lights outta sight
Long weave sewed in
Say it again sewed in
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit
[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
[Missy Elliott]
Everybody
[Ciara]
Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta
[Missy Elliott]
She'll sing on acapella
[Ciara]
Boy tha music
Makes me lose control
[Missy Elliott]
We gon make u lose control
And let it go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo
I rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired)
Walk n da club it's fiya (fiya)
Get it krunk and wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down
Den holla
If u tipsy stand up
Dj turn it louda
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo bodies
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic
Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right
[Fatman Scoop]
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor
[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
[Missy Elliott]
Everybody
[Fatman Scoop]
Lets go
[Missy Elliott]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
[Ciara]
Get yo backs off da wall)
[Missy Elliott]
Cuz misdemeanor said
[Ciara]
So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
[Missy Elliot]
Everybody
Get loose
[Fatman Scoop]
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Putyo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
(music make u lose control)
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
Now tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Yeah
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Lets go now lets go now lets go now
Wooo lets go
Should i bring it back right now
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see u c
Now ima iam do it like c did
Now shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Now bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Woooo woooo woooo
Go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go
Wooo
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Post by Arc Alpha X on Aug 17, 2005 13:43:38 GMT -5
there he goes again with his lyrics
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eddie
Junior Member
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Post by eddie on Aug 17, 2005 13:54:12 GMT -5
lol im finished
this elite thing is so fun
alphax is my new best frien
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Post by Arc Alpha X on Aug 17, 2005 13:56:50 GMT -5
hay buddy, nice 1
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