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Lyrics

Black Jesus (Kane & Abel)




featuring Master P Silkk the Shocker

(Master P)
Like 2Pac said only God can judge me
But I think only black Jesus can help me

Verse 1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes
To see this world so **ed up for me
And my family worked so hard but can earn a decent salary
these bills keep whooping a nigga**
Spent my whole check trying to dress with class
I found myself having to smoke weed just to chill
Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking rock
And who the hell can stop these **ed up cops
They like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got AIDS
You jumping in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave
White man build the prison and the niggas come through
Like the mother**ers giving out free barbeque
Lock a nigga up for life and say ** you
Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th grade
That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
Alot of people died for the right to vote
We don't use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it
On top of that I think my uncle on crack
My boy Quay Shaun took a slug in his back
>From another black now he in the coma trying to make it back
Come on come on
My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her
She probably ** another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me murderous like John Doe
Bitch**niggas trying to play me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round ** on a steel dick
Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
Know what I'm saying grown men don't cry
But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up
Allah, tell me why this world so **ed up
Black Jesus tell me why this world so **ed up for me
For me a nigga

Verse 2 (Abel)

They say that I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes
Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds
My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's
I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this double mint disease
See the devil in a crack pipe pointing at me
I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy ghost
But he really scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
I got them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist
Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit
Do you care if you live or die, really I don't know
But if there's hell below I think we all gonna go

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this hell
I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells
The ghetto's trying to kill me, a born loser
A born hustler my uncle's a drug user
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I say Kane & Abel
Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some food on my table

Verse 4 (Silkk)

You know what P your right
Cause Silkk was on the block like last night
Niggaz doing anything from selling drugs
to sell mugs smoking that glass pipe
I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they kids
Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last breath
Just imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open
I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU
There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool

Verse 5 (Master P)

As I lay me down to sleep
Black Jesus if you real, take me out this ghetto g
Cause its crazy its wicked
I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, ticket
They killing they murder
Little kids in 3 inch girdles
And life is just like Pac Man
Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the next man
To lose his shoes, I mean lose his life
Who gone think twice, dying in this ghetto life
Cause in the White House, politicians run the country
But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout drug money
Ice cream slanging
Niggas banging red and blue everybody's hanging
Niggas bout it, little kids get rowdy
But will I make it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & Abel talking)

I think the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me
I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul
He trying to temp me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus black jesus if you feel me
Than save me and my ghetto people

World Wide (Remix) (Outlawz)

feat. 2Pac, T-Low
[Edi] + (Bosko)
(gangstaz clap yo hands)
World Wide..... Outlawz
(all the ladies clap yo hands)
Makaveli The Don....
With the homie T-Low
(gangstaz clap yo hands)
Felly Fel on the track.... Bosko
(all the ladies clap yo hands)
It's going down real big.... let's go
(clap yo hands baby)

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[Edi]
We holla World Wide
Better understand us
Since we coming with thugs from L.A to Atlanta
Put ya hands up
Nothin' but love from all sides of my thug cliq
Outlaw ridahs them hataz aint touchin' us
Hittin' em up in two-double-O-two
I got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do?
Move out the way, you see us coming thru
It aint a game, it's true (uhu)
We 'bout to act a fool
You know the history
All out... ball out.... picture me
Rollin' and holdin' all brands
For the victory
Edi Amin... ya know the name
Dont remember me?
Since it's nine-six
World Wide... legendary

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[2Pac]
Known for doing skandalouz deeds
No handlin' me
And naw it aint the drugs
Just the straight thug nigga in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery is automatic
Lettin' niggaz have it
I been labeled as a thug nigga
Since they dont sell my shit to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers
And catch'a-catch'a nigga world-wide
A **in Mobb Figga... West Coast hoo-ride
When we robb niggaz
Money made my squad bigger
But we aint sell our souls
Bustin' on our emenies, muder my foes
At my shows Imma nut
Lights, camera, time for action
Now get to clappin' to my cuts
A World Wide Mobb Figga

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[Bosko]
Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
Clap yo hands baby

[Napoleon]
It's so hard on me
Girl pardon me
I got the same spirit Pac had
Hit 'em to me
When I arrive on the dance floor
I'm humpin' the floor
It's a world wide mobb thang
That's for sure
Got money in my pocket now
Drivin' in a rocket now
Never hear me rap around ice
I keep it underground
O-U-T-L-A-W-Z fa sheezy
(yall tryin to start the East-West beef again)
Girl please
Get ya money young souljah
Time steady wastin'
I been around the world before
I'm in Jamaica
P-R... B-R.... Bahamas, plus Cuba
L-A to V-A and even Vancouver

[Young Noble]
Hey yo....
I be the Young N-O... to the B-L-E
Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
And I'm still Dirty Jerz reppin'
Outlawz reckage
Get ya dough up yall
Get ya flow up
Pac and Yak live on
Dont be surprised if they show up
At ya front door with a loaded
(ohh noooooo)
Young Nobe it the block
What's poppin' homie
Ya can hate but ya know Pac watchin homie (uhuh)
So give some love up
We stay thuggin' it up
Lil' homie is you thuggin' or what?
Throw ya dubz up
Put em real high
East, West, Dirty South, North side
Outlaw pride

[T-Low - Chorus 2X]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

Dragostea Din Teï Full Text (O-Zone)

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Alo Salut sunt eu un haiduc
Si te rog iubirea mea primeste fericirea.
Alo alo sunt eu Picasso
Ti-am dat beep si sunt voinic
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Te sun sa-ti spun ce simt acum
Alo iubirea mea sunt eu fericirea.
Alo alo sunt iarasi eu Picasso
Ti-am dat beep si sunt voinic
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.


Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Ma-ia-hii
Ma-ia-huu
Ma-ia-hoo
Ma-ia-haa

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma iei
Nu ma nu ma iei nu ma nu ma nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.

In English:

(Ma-ia-hii etc. mean nothing.)

Hello greetings, it's me, an outlaw,
I ask you, my love, to accept happiness.
Hello, hello, it's me, Picasso,
I sent you a beep , and I'm brave,
But you should know that I'm not asking for anything from you.

(Chorus)
You want to leave but you don't want don't want
to take me, don't want don't want to take me,
don't want don't want don't want to take me.
Your face and the love from the linden trees,
And I remember your eyes.

I call you, to tell you what I feel right now,
Hello, my love, it's me, your happiness.
Hello, hello, it's me again, Picasso,
I sent you a beep and I'm brave,
But you should know that I'm not asking for anything from you.

Best Friend (Toy Box)

Chorus:
He's my best friend, best of all best friends
Do you have a best friend too?
It tickles in my tummy, he's so yummy yummy
Hey, you should get a best friend too!
My best friend!
Hoo ha, hoo ha!

Hello, baby, I can see a smile
I'm going to a party, and it's gonna be wild
Can I come, I'm sitting alone
Friends are never alone

Maybe some pretty girls are in your world
Excuse me, I could also be your girl
Lately, everyone is making fun
Na na na na na na na na na na na...

(Chorus)

Aloha, baby, let's go to the beach
yeah, girls in bikini are waiting for me
But I was hoping for a summer-romance
So why can't you take a chance

Maybe some pretty girls are in your world
Excuse me, I could also be your girl
Lately, everyone is making fun
Na na na na na na na na na na na...

(Chorus)

Maybe some pretty girls are in your world
Excuse me, I could also be your girl
Lately, everyone is making fun

Let's get this party on
Hit me with your lazer-gun!

Ooooh-whooa-whooa
Come on boys!
Hoo ha, hoo ha!
Ooooh-whooa-whooa
You should get a best friend too!

(Chorus)

Hoo-ha, hoo-ha!
He's sooooo sweet!
Na na na na na na na na na na na

Dammit Janet (Rocky Horror Picure Show)

Hey, Janet
Yes, Brad?
I've got something to say
Uh huh?
I really love the...skillful way
You beat the other girls
To the bride's bouquet
Oh...oh, Brad
The river was deep but I swam it
(Janet)
The future is ours, so let's plan it
Janet
So please don't tell me to can it
Janet
I've one thing to say, and that's
Dammit Janet, I love you
The road was long but I ran it
Janet
There's a fire in my heart and you fan it
Janet
If there's one fool for you then I am it
Janet
I've one thing to say, and that's
Dammit Janet, I love you
Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker
There's three ways that love can grow
That's good, bad, or mediocre
Oh J-A-N-E-T, I love you so

it's nicer than Betty Munroe had
Oh, Brad
Now we're engaged and I'm so glad
Oh, Brad
That you met Mom and you know Dad
Oh, Brad
I've one thing to say, and that's
Brad, I'm mad, for you too

Oh, Brad
Oh, dammit
I'm mad
Oh, Janet
For you
I love you too
There's one thing left to do, ah-hoo

And that's go see the man who began it
Janet
When we met in his science exam-it
Janet
Made me give you the eye and then panic
Janet
Now I've one thing to say, and that's
Dammit Janet, I love you
Dammit, Janet
Oh Brad I'm mad
Dammit Janet
I love you....

With You (Tony Terry)

Yeah, just like that
Ah-ha-ha-ha

[Ooh, ooh, ooh]
Ooh...hoo...hoo...
[Ooh, ooh, ooh]
Yeah, yeah

When I'm with you, I hear a sound
That makes me laugh and smile and sing to you
When I'm with you, I feel so free
I love that love is going to take control of me

When I'm with you
It's for real [It's for real]
What I feel [What I feel]
When I'm with you [You], uh-huh

When I'm with you, I wonder why
People do stop and stare and smile at us
When I'm with you, the sun shines my way
Baby, our love reflects its rays of light on everyone in the world

When I'm with you
It's for real [It's for real]
What I feel [What I feel]
When I'm with you [You], Hey, hey, hey

Uh-huh [Special touch, a warm embrace]
A sweet and tender, your smile, whoa
Body warm my heart, so pure
Chills when I look, look in your eyes

I wonder why
People [Do stop] and stare [And stare and smile at us] and smile at us
When I'm with you, the sun shines my way
Baby, our love reflects its rays of light on everyone in the world

When I'm with you
It's for real [It's for real]
What I feel [What I feel]
When I'm with you [You], you, hey, hey, hey

Oh, girl
I love you, baby
Ye-ye-ye-yes, I do
Ye-ye-ye-yes, I do
I'd give the world to you, baby
Oh...whoa...oh, yeah

When I'm with you, whoa...baby
It's for real [It's for real]
What I feel [What I feel]
When I'm with you [You], yeah, yeah, eah, hey

Everything, everything's alright
When I'm with you
It's for real [It's for real, what I feel]
What I feel [You're heavy on my mind]
It's okay [It's okay, gonna pray]
Every day [Every day]
It's so nice [So nice], so right now [So right]
When I'm with you [You], nobody but you
Honey, I love you, yeah, ooh

Een Spaanse Moslim Groet Zijn God (Acda En De Munnik)

Eerst gewoon die vragen, alles wordt een ritueel
"Hoe gaat het met je arm, je been, je hoofd en in 't geheel?
Het gaat toch elke keer weer beter man, geef het nog 'n maand of 2"
En hij lacht, ik lach terug
mmm 't komt wel goed, we kijken samen naar de zee...

refr:
Mij is niets gebeurd en hij komt er bovenop
Hij oefent om te praten en ik...'k hou eindelijk mijn kop

We zijn precies hetzelfde, maar mij is het niet gebeurd
Ik wordt nog elke dag, weer door het leven meegesleurd
mmm...even dit, en dan dat, en dan dat dan ook
want alles is zo interessant
kijk mijn vriend...mmm...kijk mijn vriend, hij kent een rolstoelfabricant
heee

refr:
Mij is niets gebeurd en hij komt er bovenop
Hij oefent om te praten en ik...'k hou eindelijk mijn kop

Kijk ons zitten bij het water, zoals elk weekend weer
De wereld aan ons gympies, maar we hoeven 't niet meer
We zijn gewoon twee vrienden, en we kijken naar de zee
En we zwijgen, van hetzelfde
Je hoeft niet elke keer ...mmm...met elk circus mee
heee

refr:
Mij is niets gebeurd en hij komt er bovenop
Hij oefent om te praten en ik...'k hou eindelijk mijn kop

Hij zegt "Ola" hij zegt "Allah"
Lacht, ontsnapt aan het schavot
Ola, Allah, Ola, Allah...
en ik denk:
Een Spaanse Moslim groet z'n God
Een SPaanse Moslim groet z'n God

20 Minutes (Snoop Doggy Dogg)




featuring Goldie Loc

[Snoop Dogg]
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah this is a public service anouncement from the matha**in LBC
Yeah check this out cuzz uhm

Hey yo Goldie Loc
let's do this for the homies in the hood
The dub waddup
No disrespect to them other hoods
But this is where I'm from
3 2 1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga row
With my steal I cap home feeling like a O
No he didn't, yes he did
Bank your chin in her crib
This ain't no fed
But now he did
On the other side where the cowboys at
Where the brown blast black
And the black blast right back
That's a fact in the city where I'm from
You betta get ready
Caus here they kitty come cum
Nigga we can dumb on your bitchass
I ain't trippin caus I'm from the oldschool
And I never hesita to blast
See, we be innin
You gotta beginnin to win
Holla back nigga in 20 minutes

[Goldie Loc]
Gimme your mic and watch me brake these niggas
How they figga
Bustas get shot tryin to plot
Blew the dice hit them twice hit a seven
Now Snoop watch me trip when I back your eleven
Mix for licks to double my chips
Some bangers so much I got cheers even go to there
Now back up and watch me stack up my dirt
I steal like G'z when you woke up and it hurt
Watch me try matches no need for no practice
** around and get straight stoned with the package
Dogg get the weed bangin
How the homies feel
If me and you left here for hangin
I feel like givin it up
Caus I'm a young nigga livin it up
Me and Snoop ain't give a **
20 minutes to get your C-walk on
You know I get my ride on all on his own
Check this out dog, you don't know me shit
You know I respresent the eastside Long Beach with the crip nigga

[Snoop]
Two's, O's, fo's and hoes
Nigga only **in with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes

Deuce, fo's, hoes and clothes
Nigga only **in with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes

[Goldie Loc]
We ride
Sliding of to the eastside
Hoo-ride, to homicide
Rollin in the G-ride
So what yall bustas gon'do
When the pimps, bangers and hustlaz smash on you
One for the money
And too for the sjizzo
I'm lil Goldie Loc that gives a ** about a hizzo
Three to the fizzo
And five to the sizacks
My nigga snoop dogg gives a ** about a bi-zitch
Yeah you hearded from me, mmm,
Authograve that**
Nigga, L-A-L-G
Little Goldie Loc
Goldie locks the same thang
Smashing for the hood caus I wanted to gangbang
Will I change
Hell nah nigga
Quick to jack that**to make my bank roll bigga

[Snoop Dogg]
Trip
I shot em down
I shot em , shot em down
And if the too damn big
Then I cut em , cut em down
Nigga where the pound
Hell yeah I'm from the pound
Nigga how that sound
Dogg pound bounce
I got homies from the dub that bang everyday
I got homies from the hood that do the same all day
I keep my feet real close to the street
And keep my hands real close to the heat
I'm not descreet when it comes to the dogg
I'm a real O like eight-ball
We C now us by the gangbangin
Crackslangin, entertain us
Sippin silver set not to contain us
Askin which one of yall niggas wanna scrap
We can do it G-style
Matha**er strap
Just like I tought nigga
You got caught
Ol'bitchass nigga droppin all that soul
You see, first thangs first when your a grown man
You gotta get up, get out and get your own man
See, I don't owe you and you don't owe me
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
So I show real love to the dubs

20 minutes, 20 minutes cuzz
yeah, nigga 20 minutes cuzz
And like I said
Deuce, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only **in with the real 2-0's
Yeah 20 minutes
Holla at me nigga like I said
Two's, fo's, hoes and shows
Nigga only **in with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me cuzz
20 minutes
Roll, roll, roll your dubs
Eastside I-T-C
Roll your doggin doggy dogg
Nigga this D-P-G

The Recipe (Mack 10)




featuring Binky Boo Kapone CJ Mac Techniec

[Mack 10 talking]
Yo Mack 10 with just a few of the Hoo Bangin affiliates.
CJ Mac Binky Mac Boo Kapone and the homie Techniec.

[Mack 10]
Now here we go it's the show stopper noodle knocker
Gung ho 1 O fo sho the door clocker
I keep it rough with that red or blue shit
Hoo Bang crew shit Recipe new shit
It's off the hinges and my friends is
Rollin twelve cylinder Benz's with the chrome 20 inches
So ** all the haters and the non believers
Punk niggas and bitches, hood rats and divas
Now platinum's automatic gangsta rap fanatic
No static shit with the radio and watch em add it
Hoo Bang affiliates in that**like a thorn
What's your favorite song? Don't hate, sing along
I'm blindin niggas slowly with the iced out rolly
Leave your shirt holy with the glock pistol-ly
So, hang around for the go down
Hip-hop classic bound as I clown, house to town
And have it my way, jewlery parvay
Mack 10 got your hottie hot as the Mojave
Want the Recipe? Then you fellas best to be
Down to push a key and chip a nigga for me

[Techniec]
No bustas, no peace
Rock the black fleece, Techniec
In the gray off Caprice, dogs stay off the leash
Peep this, my click's nothing but heat bitch
Kick flows, stay on your toes, stay away from hoes
I know bitches that turn you on and turn on you
Kiss the hook**nigga, pull a burn on you
That ain't the way I do thangs I Hoo Bang
So more niggas, more bigger, more heat, ready to blow triggers
Show niggas, Recipes, hoes, guns and funds
Blowfish, big **, dubs and hunds
With nothin but redrumin when the heat start hummin
Empty the tech nina till these niggas stop comin
Young innovative, Long Beach native
This holocaust bust off and make it demostrative
You niggas don't want test me
Dynamic on my right connect to the left of me
Form the Recipe

[Hook:] X 2
If you ain't in this for the money what you in it for?
We got the Recipe, best to be, in it for the dough!

[Binky Mac]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Gettin closer to God tryin to clutch what I can't touch
Time to get paper in the wind like a caper
Hoo Bangin affiliate, niggas it's gonna take ya
Flossy**Rolex that's iced to the sickle
Bitches up on the pickle since the bank roll tripled
Now nigga what? When you see Binky Mac, throw it up!
Most underrated nigga that's hated, now give it up

[Boo Kapone]
I ride for connect gang, die for connect gang
Throw up spot slang, watch and let my nuts hang
Down with the 1-O, meet me in the jungle
Fly, gettin high by the mother**in tunnel
A sick**nigga, that's how I gotta be
Smack my Bitch Up, like my name was Prodigy
Two glocks, four fifths and ak's
Cut off khakis, house shoes and murder braids
I stay flamed up, never been tamed up
My little homie died last year, I hit his name up
For the 99 I'm yellin redrum
Quick to hit you up with two fingers and a thumb
I smash fools cuz cash rules, like Castro
You want these **in slugs fast or slow, hoe?
Oh, I got the 44 for all y'all BJ been day hoes
Get wet up with the dress oh fo sho

[Hook] X 4

[CJ Mac]
Mother**ers better know, want LA, you must see me
** the niggas frontin on tv
City locked, got the key to the streets baby
Better know who to greet 'fore you creep baby
Hear me talkin bout gangbang niggas sport red and blue
Like a missle pierce stomach tissue
Top 20 mother**er you, make a nigga wanna muzzle you
We kidnap for snaps, big hitter big stacks
Pool hall nigga made good
Gangbang nigga got rich and stayed hood
Dome shots, playa, you play about domein me
Jumpin on the knee, it's too late, you're shot, plow!
** around and get your channel changed
Handle thangs with the German
Hit the sherm-an
Leave em squirm-an
C Mac, twista get rich
Ain't nobody gon snitch, we's Hoo Bangas bitch
Check this style playa, check this technique
Check the way I ride or walk playa
Check the way I ride or speak
I stay suited and booted, bandannaed and tatted
Cris don mowed up, Mac don blowed up, got em sewed up
Nigga who bangin? Who's sangin?
All this cheddar round me, niggas think I'm through bangin
But nah, Hoo Ridas bust straps and love dough
If you ain't in this for the cheddar what you in this for?
You know?

[Hook] X 4

Get A Lil' Head (Mack 10)




featuring Boo Kapone Techniec Binky CJ Mac

Intro: Mack 10

This goes out to all them niggas that got the ups on these hoes
And that willy don't give a mad**** about a bitch
Tell em Techniec....

Verse One: Techniec CJ Mac

Listen up baby yo I'm talkin to you (you)
about what your fast**need to be goin thru (aha)
I see the ho in you (you) it ain't hard to go in you
And I be fo' sho' a fool if I invest some dough in you
I gotta show to do so cut straight to the chase
Got five minutes, get in it, nuts straight to ya face (BLAOW!)
In case you lost all your morals (What?)
I know more hoes that specialise in oral (Open up!)
I like that, sleep good on the flight back (uhh), spread the word
The first night back that's on the Beach
Outta town I met a freak with chips, made a nigga bust like Keith
(God damn!)
Mo' head the better while I go head for the cheddar (Uhuh, wassup?)

Man, I got a bitch bad as Shante Moore (Fo' sho'?)
but I don't love that ho (why?) cos cash all I got love for
She like to **, I like to get my dick sucked (uhuh)
She gave me head while baby stashed her fingers in her butt (Nasty bitch)
I told her "Baby, if you wanna be my honey (be my honey)
you gotta suck my dick and you gots ta give me money" (Got to)
She shook her head and she moaned out load (Ohhhh)
She couldn't answer back, she had my dick in her mouth (ha ha)
Ain't makin like a pretty bitch gogglin balls (Wassup?)
Especially if the pretty bitch is gogglin yours (or mine)
I need a bitch to blow me out like a candle (wooof!)
With lips like Badu and a mouth like Teisha Campbell (Fo' sho')

Chorus:

Get a lil' head, make a lil' love
Get sucked down tonight, sucked down tonight
*repeat*

[Mack 10] Whattup Binky Mac?

Verse Two: Binky Mac, Boo Kapone

**in for riches, elegant model bitches (Uhh)
My mind's in a right perspective, I keeps it temptin
She's seen somethin glistenin and any ho will copper
Binky from that Hoo Bangin, mobsters eatin lobsters (Ha ha)
Boo sent me a bitch he thought I couldn't handle
Wanna 4' 5", gettin head, lookin like Naomi Campbell (Nasty bee-yatch)
*?Fiona Folanda?* all the way to Gidget (What?)
Ain't **in wit no hoes 'less they makin over six digits (That's right)

Check it, that bitch is fine, finest made wine (Uhuh)
Let me hit it from behind cos I'm down with Mack-Dime (That's right, nigga)
That bitch gave me the ** (what?) wit no flex
Plus that loot was mesmerised off of Binky Mac's row
"Ain't y'all rappers? Don't y'all Hoo Bang?" (Uhuh)
Yes, shut your mouth, give up the pootang (Give it up, beeyatch!)
I make ya moan (what?) and groan (what?)
Bitch, look me in my eyes, you gettin **ed by Boo Kapone
(Dig that bitch out, Boo)
You better shake it (what?), til you break it (uhh)
Jump outcha clothes and get buck-ed ** (Take it off)
I smash, I blast, I left her gash (ha ha)
I pull a train like my name was Joe Flash

Chorus

Verse Three: Mack 10

See a bitch is a bitch is a ho is a ho (uhuh)
And which one of y'all gonna blow Mack 1-0 (Who?)
One bitch said "Me, I'll hit my knees like a crawler
Mack, I'll suck your dick, I just love a big baller"
I whipped it out she said
"Damn, it's like the neck on a giraffe (God damn)
I'll spend a hour down south for you to nut in my mouth
I'm a pro at **, I ride a dick like a Honda (Ha ha)
My name is Rhonda", well Rhonda, meet Anaconda
Start suckin and slurpin and hummin when you do me
"I'm a fan of yours, then will you do somethin to me (No)
I love a thug nigga that a pack a few Glocks (ha ha)
Mack, don't make me blow your socks and kick rocks" (Bitch, what?)
Quiet on the set, bitch, I'll do what I like (uhuh)
Now shut the ** up and just check my mic (Shut up)
Tramp, don't say shit to ya, ** my whole crew
Cos a ho ain't a ho til she's ran all thru (What's happenin?)

Chorus/ Outro:

Get a lil' head (Bitch, like I was sayin....)
Make a lil' love (What's happenin with your mother**in ass)
Get sucked down tonight (You gonna pull out your shit or roll, bitch?)
Sucked down tonight (Simple as that, bitch, you're gonna kick rocks)
Get a lil' head (You're gonna suck my nigga Binky dick)
Make a lil' love (You're gonna suck Eiht dick)
Get sucked down tonight (You're gonna suck Boo dick)
(You're gonna suck my dick)
Sucked down tonight (You're gonna suck CJ dick)
(You're gonna suck Big Spike dick)
(You gon' suck Wave's dick)
(Eh, Carlos, you want your dick sucked, nigga?)
(Yo, hehah, you gonna suck The Roadawgs dick)
(You gonna suck The Comrades dick)
(Bitch, you gonna suck Scoop dick, hehahah)
(You gonna suck Growlski dick)
(You gonna suck Techniec dick)
(Yo, you gonna suck Gump dick)
(and your daughter gonna suck Lil' Mac dick, bitch)
(or kick rocks, now what's happenin?

[Girl] Okay, wait a minute, let me get some water first
my mouth is kinda dry


Video


Sain Zahoor has performed this same sufi chant "ALLAH HOO" during "A Mystical Journey" at Le Palais des Congrès de Paris in France on 12 December 2008.




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