The Game ft Keyshia Cole Game's Pain

Keyshia Cole
See, ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know
I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah

The Game
I swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G took niggaz to New York
“Juicy” had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit blazed the Philly
It's summertime shout out to Will Smith
'cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world go round
And Uncle Luke showed me how to make my girl go down
I've been around Hip Hop since '85
She had her ups and downs but she stayed alive
I used to think LL stood for Love LA
He from Queens, how the fuck he put that with Cool J?
Red Kangol hat, red sweat suit to match
Red Adidas, nigga, Game is back

Keyshia Cole
And ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know
I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah

The Game
Public Enemy and N.W.A is on my boombox, had to say
Yoday was a good day, had the hood buzzin'
Ice Cube my favorite rapper, y'all niggaz can't tell me nothin'
Everybody's first bootleg was Boyz 'n the Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstaz was dancin' like New Edition
'cause the house parties stayed rockin' all night
Niggas came through and shot it up but it was alright
'cause after the cops left, it was a party then
You down with OPP, then bring Naughty in
They say it never rain in southern California, Tony Toni lied
Sit back, watch Game throw his money in the sky

Keyshia Cole
And ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know
I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah

The Game
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M get the money
In the back, I relax with all the hunnies
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like a Skytel pager
Now I'm on the top, let the champagne pop
Throw ya hands in the sky 'cause The Game don't stop
Just a little more change, gotta Benz and the Range
Every rap metaphor always ends in my name:
The Kool Hercs, DJ Red Alerts
Before I was born they was talking 'bout The Game
Ask a Jay-Z fan 'bout Big Daddy Kane
Don't know him, Game gonna show 'em
Just like they showed me, my lyrics is O.G
When it's all said and done, you niggas gon' quote me

Keyshia Cole
And ever since the day I got the chance to make a change
I've been in this game, it's a new day
And I'm making it known 'cause I just want the world to know
I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah

Keyshia Cole
See, Mary J. I want you to understand
you paved the way .. for me
I'm givin' homage .. to you
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# Posté le samedi 02 août 2008 09:12

ChRiS BrOwN == -kiss kiss-==

ChRiS BrOwN == -kiss kiss-==
Yo this is Nappy Boy radio live
With ya boy T-Pain
We love rap music
Listen, uh we got a caller on line one
Caller what's your problem:
Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain
(how's it goin, yea)
It aint goin good
My girl aint doin her thangs she used to do
And oh...i got just what you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you..

Hey...
She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
And thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

Im a country boy from Tappahannock (aaooo)
VA is where I reside
So shawty understand it (aaooo)
And I know I just turned 18
And I get a little manish (aaooo)
And you see the bandana hangin
That means im like a bandit
Like-like a bandit-bandit
(aawwww,ruff)
I got paper girl (ruff)
The Lamborghini (ruff)
With the spider seats (ruff)
You neva seen it (aaooo)
So get it shawty
We parkin lot pimpin in my dome
And I know what you want

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

I'm the epitome of this demonstration
I got the remedy
Ya feelin me
So why is you haten my anatomy?
Its bird like (yeah)
You heard right
Girl im the king so that means im flyyy (awwww ruff)
If you with it girl (ruff)
[ Kiss Kiss lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
Get it poppin (ruff)
Girl wit me (ruff)
Aint no stoppin (aaooo)
So get it shawty
We parking lot pimpin in my dome
I know what you want

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss(kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

(T-Pain)
Ah ah ah ah ah
Shawty lemme holla at you
You so hot hot hot hot
You think id be hollan if you not not not not
Im king of the town you can take a look around
Teddy Penderazzdown is in the spot spot spot spot
(YEAAH) I got money on me
(YEAAH) baby girl no problem
(YEAAH) you rollin shawty
(YEAAH) let's hit MacDonalds (ruff)

Its TP and CB
Ima nappy boy (random shit)

OOEEE

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
Because she mine, and so fine
Thick as can be

T-Pain
Chris Brown
Yeaaaaaa

We are live back on nappy boy radio
This is your boy DJ pain
I gotta get outta hurr man
I just wanna leave with it
If you aint got it by now then your just aint getting it
Lets go

Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy)
Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy (AAA)
Nappy Boy (AAA) and Pretty Boy (AAA)
Boy I say
Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
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# Posté le dimanche 23 décembre 2007 17:48

Lil Mama --- G-Slide

Lil Mama --- G-Slide

If my sister tour bus, ride through your town
You're gonna have a problem, tell um Lil' Mama.

Uh uh, no way, you can show me how. [x2]
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
You can show me how
To G-slide

Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town
Take a time, show you how
To do the G-slide, let me show you how
To G-slide
Let's Go!

Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work
G-slide for me (Hey)
G-slide with me (Hey)
G-slide with me (Hey)

Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work
G-slide for me (Hey)
G-slide with me (Hey)
G-slide with me (Hey)

When I bump up on the track it's like
(Whoop, there's it is)
From the block parties to house parties
I gets it in
I'ma bump Bee's a knees
And that's exactly what I meant
Young beats from the east
So you know I puts it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous guess girl
With the fly east line, (is wretch you know)
By the way that I'm built on the track (Ya Know)
You ain't never see a girl like this before (Oh no)
My heart seems fly high
We run until we di-ie
We're ninto new to be
Yeppin and always trying to get by
But I don't hear
It goes in one ear and out the other
Told him how to G-slide and insult his mother
Get get down big Mama'
I can dig it, you got it
But when my track starts the G
A stampede startin'

Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town
Take a time, show you how
To do the G-slide, let me show you how
To G-slide
Let's Go!

Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (I put it work) [x3]
Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (Hey!)

New shirt (New shirt)
New kicks (New kicks)
New Pants
G-slide the new dance
No auto maw
We live in the new times
Lil' ma musta artist for me
Is the new grime
More money, more money
More shine
She the princess of the city
I'm her son boy shine
Top the dime
Shorty got cake like uh
Duncan Hines, come on G-slide

Callin' me T,
Seeing hugs of sabrina ping daddy
And when the time is going down
Make you ring daddy
That mean you got to feel me
Cause I'm might make you fly
And if your G-slide slow
You better pick it up
G-slide with me
Be shy do it
See shorty lookin' over from the side viewin'
I'm 'bout to hook him up
And show him how to do it
Slide right, slide left
Hit time

Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town
Take a time, show you how
To do the G-slide, let me show you how
To G-slide
Let's Go!

Lil' mama get it poppin
Stand on the streets so the people yell
Just lookin' at me like
No fair, I'm here, No fair
And my heart gonna nip you girls
I bet you gonna live no losses
I switch verses like sauces
That prego sauce be poppin
She so hot
When I go bring them down to poppin
Now you tip and try to touch
May end up with red spots
When it's hot, then it's hot
If it's ain't, then it's not
Wait, you walk over
There's no room up on the spot
Cause I spot little creatures trying to turn beast (turn beast)
Go feast
They better turn because I'm red meat (meat)
And it's wait wait to see me
I'd like to work for tv
In the hood
In the hood
Is probably where I must be

Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town
Take a time, show you how
To do the G-slide, let me show you how
To G-slide
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# Posté le mercredi 12 septembre 2007 14:33
Modifié le jeudi 13 septembre 2007 00:28

The Game ft Nas & Marsha --- Why You Hate The Game

The Game ft Nas & Marsha --- Why You Hate The Game

[Nas]
Y'all know what it is...
The streets named me Illmatic, for that I'm still at it..
Can't hate us....
Fellas...
[Verse 1]
Vice behind me on the intersection,
Sex and drugs, my anthology on perfection,
Dress superb, admired by conspirers,
Who wanna try me, but ain't high enough to four-five me up,
Child of the eighties, y'all n***as is lazy,
Complain about labour pains, n***a show me the baby,
And my n***a Game, light another L, pass the bottle,
Pro-black, I don't take cotton out of aspirin bottles,
Yeah, I learnt my lessons, and heard y'all snitchin',
Witnessin' you rockin'(?) with Nas, confirmed my suspicion,
Green fatigues on, My n***as I bleed for 'em,
I can show 'em the water, but can't make 'em drink it,
And I can show 'em my fortunes but can't force 'em to think rich,
And still I don't abort 'em (?) when and if they sink quick,
Ignore the ignorance, I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge,
And pray to fans, let Murder Inc. live...
[8 Bars... kind of]
[The Game]
I don't talk about my guns, n***a I just blaze....
[Verse 2]
'Pac is watchin', Big is listenin',
While Pun talkin' to us, Jam Jay still spinnin',
To every n***a listenin'
I was supposed to be amongst kings, my Mom shouted out at my Christening.
And while you still listenin', Shyne locked in a man hole,
Cam got shot inside his lambo', sample, life is a gamble,
15 years old red rag around my hand, My sisters used to laugh and call me 'Rambo',
Seen Eazy's legacy melt away like a candle,
I rekindled the flame,
Dre created The Game,
N***a with an attitude from the cloth I came,
Young homie ate his way up from the bottom of the food chain.
Keep the crown, clown, I rock an LA Dodger Fitted,
I showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it,
Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out of bounds with it.
Behind the back to Nas, he alley oop to Jigga, N***a
[8 Bars]
[Verse 3]
Me and nasty puffin', this a classic, trust me,
How you gon' pass the dutchie (?) to them n***as that don't love me,
I'm talkin' n***as that never wanted to see me on top,
Same n***as that never wanted to see the Doctor's Advocate drop, flop, I think not,
I'll fuck you rap n***as like virgins,
Dre took my training wheels off his curtains.
I don't need no encore, no claps, no cheers,
The Game ain't over, this the beginning of my career,
The ending of yours, the endin of his,
Like Flavor Flav's clock, I'm back to handle my biz,
N*gga, it's Game Time, that was Dre's favorite line,
Back when proof was in the booth and I recited his lines,
And I still think about my n***a from time to time,
Make me wanna call 50, and let him know what's on my mind,
But I just hold back cuz we ain't beefin like that,
He aint Big, and I ain't Pac, and we just eatin off rap.
One love.
[8 Bars]
I'll do Marsha's bit if you want, but it seems kinda pointless.
I thought Nas was on point with his multis, the cotton line is a bit old though.

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# Posté le samedi 08 septembre 2007 11:16
Modifié le dimanche 09 septembre 2007 14:35

Mike Jones ft Snoop Dogg --- My 6-4

Mike Jones ft Snoop Dogg --- My 6-4
cruisin down the street in my 6 4 jockin the bitches, slapping the hoes, went to the park to get the scoop, knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops.

(chorus)
cruisin down the street in my 6 4 jockin the bitches, jockin the bitches
cruisin down the street in my 6 4 jockin the bitches, jockin the bitches
cruisin down the street in my 6 4 jockin the bitches, jockin the bitches
cruisin down the street in my 6 4 jockin the bitches, jockin the bitches
(Mike Jones)
Well Im cruisin down the street in my kandy painted loan
bouncin like a door, with 4 on my 6 4's I pull up wood grippin
doors tippin sittin low Im hittin sixteen switches watch it stop and hit the floor. Im leanin on the curb sippin syrup blowin dro, the girls show me love when they panties hit the floor I said im leanin on the curb sippin syrup blowin dro i got the 6 4 hoppin watch it stop and do a show. First I lean wit it, and I rock wit it I got a kandy apple drop wit a glock in it. First I lean wit it, and I rock wit it I got a kandy apple drop wit a glock in it. First I lean then I rock, first I lean then I rock, I said First I lean wit it, and I rock wit it I got a kandy apple drop wit a glock in it, because im
(chorus)
(Bun B)
Its Bun B im know for slammin cadillac doors comin down on that kandy, wit them swanger and them 4's but I got love for the west coast, so I suppose Im a head on to Cali the land of the low lows touchdown to l-a-x and I dont need no car, Robbie Chino pick me up wit the bud and the bar. In the hood im a star, so to the hood im a god with mike Jones and Snoop Dogg and they already know. Then I get love from the B's, love from the C's,mexican, Asian thats a more of O G's throw it up when they see me and holla Ay Bun, when im comin out as soon as ansy gray one. You might see me at long beach I may be passin deana. Inglwood i e or west cohina a southside ride with the homie big Kun, car hoppin, top droppin, when im
(chorus)
(Snoop Dogg)
Big Snoop Dogg wit yo yellow paris hiny with two girlies in the back when they crip new bikinis, shakin and they jumpin cause the duece kept bouncin tippin, whippin, the ass steady dippin, kandy paint drippin and these axels want a sippin as i shake like a dice game cold as the ice age. Mike Jones rockin like a rollin stone its Snoop Dogg yea im bad to the bone. Yea them Cali boyz we love them low lows a real car club niggas bang they low doors and take fo tows. See everything is fine im in the 64 a 60 trail a 59, I love my car, like I love my wife see lowridin aint a sport its a way of life on the real dough I'll tell you how it fell though, if you see me in the fo take real slow yo.
(chorus)x3
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# Posté le jeudi 06 septembre 2007 10:49
Modifié le jeudi 06 septembre 2007 11:43