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hahaha.. slick rick not my fave but on my tables now...good for a laugh...

 

"OOOOOooh laady daady we like to party/

dont make me get naughty and platinumize my body..."

or davey crocket (an adult story):

"he opened her up with his two thumbs she had crabs with spears and indian drums singing oooka chaka ooka chaka"

 

[This message has been edited by AeRoS0ul (edited 06-30-2001).]

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scarface.. ghettoboys.

 

if you know.. you know.

not to be an elitist.. but.shit.. this was some of the best gangstar music made.. ..from a fucking gangstar

 

now if youre talking about pimp music..

 

Ice T.. fucking Power.. what a great album..

 

then doing.freedom of speech and fuck the police.

 

shit..and he was a straight pimp raised in the game..

 

g's up hoes down.. shit was intrepid./..gaaaawwd.

 

fo sho..

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shit i just read some other peoples posts.

 

youre right..

kool g rap.

 

and..

 

..fucking.. captain save a hoe..man

 

from my west coast days..

 

yeah..i know random bay area things..

 

 

"shes got a big ol dookie booty.

dookie booty dookie booty.."(im guessing webster or furie will know what im talking about)

 

 

who used to listen to funkdoobiest?

i know im not an idiot for thinking they were good.

shit..it was them and the liks for a while.

 

like i didnt have next level rewinding all the fucking time.. shiiiit.

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if it wasnt for the hennesey

and thug livin for my enemies

my brother still be alive and apart of me

so i say a prayer for that player

and i take my fire everywhere,

see a its kinda hard when your missin your dogs

another name on a wall

we keep takin a fall

thats how we livn though

dead and gone befor we 24

or in jail but yall dont hear me doe

is this world about to end

if not then explain to me

how come im losin my friends

and why i aint livin with my kid

and why im 50 grand short from gettin me a brand new benz

its kinda hard for the black man

i walk the million man march 4 the black man

and through sun and rain

i love enjoyin in pain

i know im livin strange,but will maintain

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Champagne wishes of caviar dreams a team gettin cream

With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam

Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's

Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley

Up in casinos just me and my dino primo

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad

We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas

Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's

You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola

Slangin a Coke without the Cola

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

 

and who can forget :

 

Creepin' down the back street on Deez

I got my glock cocked cuz niggaz want these

Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated

By some nigga with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine

ya wanna make noise, make noise

I make a phone call my niggaz comin' like the Gotti boys

bodies bein' found on Greenleaf

with their fuckin heads cut off, motherfucker i'm Dre

so listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day

rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches

And got sounds for the bitches, clockin' all the riches

Got the hollow points for the snitches

So would you just walk on by, cuz I'm too hard to lift

and no this ain't Aerosmith

It's the motherfuckin D-R-E, from the CPT

on a ryhmin' spree, a straight G

Hop back as i pop my top ya trip

I let the hollow points commence to POP POP POP

yeah, cuz if it don't stop

I have to put my shit in reverse go back and take anothers stop

Cause I'm (Rollin in my six-fo')

with all the niggaz sayin

 

 

[This message has been edited by SayOne (edited 07-12-2001).]

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ummmm. i will think. i dont know if i remeber it corectly but .. mobb deeps shook ones... it goes..

 

yo i got you stuck off the realness. webe the infomous..oficial queens bridge murrderahs..yo the mob comes equiped with warfare . campare. to my crime fammily who got nuff shots to share.. for all of those.,. something impose.. stab you in your brain with your nosebone. i cant remeber i will get the lyrics later.... peace guY!

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you're just mad cuz i got yo bitch

and now she's ridin on the dangerous dick

an i can tell from ya face ya mad full a steam

cuz now your bitch is on the pooh man's team

she's my bitch

was yo bitch

come an suck my dick

it don't stop with that young ass trip

so word up punk

and watch your friends desert ya

cuz my lifestyle punk sex money and murder...

-'sex money and murder' mc pooh (haven't heard it since 7th grade- not bad)

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