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Listen Moby Dick - Nema nas vise


Lyrics

Ne Mogu Pomoci Nikome Od Nas (Azra)

to nije stil stari moj
ljubio sam hrpetinu zena
ali ni jedna nije bila kao ona

volio sam sve na njoj
stanovala je preko puta
imala me uvijek kad je htjela

ulice
naduveni grad
cudne misli u njezinoj glavi
svijet
ni dobar ni los
nema mjesta za nove ideje
za nas

ljudi me zovu po imenu
ja im odgovaram u dobrom raspolozenju
proklete lazi za naivne
i nije me briga
nije me strah
ne mogu pomoci nikome od nas
nije me briga za gadarije prepucavanja
i lovu bez koje se ne moze
i nije me briga
ne bojim se
ne mogu pomoci nikome od nas

Balada (Zeljko Joksimovic)

Nisam te terao vatru da diras
i nisam hteo da zadajem ti bol
sama si trazila pricu u meni
a to je opasno, srce je to...

Prva si pocela, prva si pitala
zasto sam tuzan kad se budim
i ja sam priznao sve sam ti rekao
da gledam nju dok tebe ljubim...

Prva si pocela, prva si pitala
sad budi hrabra daj ne placi
sa tobom ostajem, sa njom ne rastajem
vise od tebe ona znaci....

Zasto si trazila kljuc moje duse
to je opasno, srce je to....

Prva si pocela....

I've Got To Have It (Jermaine Dupri Featuring Nas & Monica)

[JD](Monica)
Uh-huh, oh (Oh)
Uh-huh, oh
So So Def
(I've got to have it)
See this is what it's all about right her
Understand me see my life's real
I don't know about yours
Everything I do is an event
(I've got to have it)
Nas, Monica, and me
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh)
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? (What?)

[Nas](Monica)
When you see me with the crispy fade
Icing it out, glowing with the lights is out (hmm)
Yo say my name! (Ooh)
When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Mazuradi
It's probably me (ooh, oh)
Say my name!
When your hear this song bump in the club
When you're chillin' on the corner with your thugs
Say my name!
I make it hot and take your block
Who they wanna be and hate they not
Yo say my name!
When your girl don't call you when you beep her
And you hit it and her thing feel deeper
Say my name!
Pull on her hair, spankin' her rear
While I'm in 'em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name
Squeeze my gats beef is done
Police come you know the game
Don't say my name
Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy
Q.B., Dupri baby

[JD] (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin'
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O's, you know
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I've got to have it)


[Monica]
Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley
Bezzled up, bezzled up
Gotta have me a double O
With a six in the front
And a bump-bump in the truck
Gotta have me an escalade
My house is late
A man that keeps my bills paid
My records play every day
What can I say?
I've got to have it

[JD] (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin'
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O's, you know
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I've got to have it)

[JD]
When you see a black do-rag through the tint
Of a black Bent going too fast
Say my name
When you talk about longevity
And niggas who know how to keep gettin' that cash
Say my name
When you're sick of your songs
Sittin' on the right
And wanna know what the top feel like
Say my name
If you wanna know what being hot feel like
And shuttin' down the spot feel like
Say my name!
JD from the home where the bowls get thrown
And the dough get gone real quick like
Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain
Foolish ain't it?
Say my name!
Everything you did I've done did double
If you hate to see flash then your**is in trouble
Scram now and don't look back
Cause until I die it's like that

[JD] (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin'
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O's, you know
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I've got to have it)

[Monica]
I've got to have it…

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

Halo Halo (Jamal)

Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie ucieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal człowieku
Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie ucieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal
Tylko jeden raz,
I tylko jeden raz i nie ma nas,
Bo życie jak mrugnięcie oka i nie ma nas
Dopóki czas nam ukieka dobro,
Dopóki widzisz jeszcze uśmiech to widzisz cud,
Mamy tu dług nazywa się mieć serce
Po co to wszystko gdy każdy chce więcej i więcej,
Na łeb szyję ewidentnie tak,
Krew się sama rwie do pulsu ja tym tętnię tak,
Daje to znak bo sam zapomniałem
Warto jest czasem robić rzeczy małe
Wiedziałem, skręcałem, spalałem i podróżowałem,
Tym kim właśnie teraz jestem się stałem, ale
Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie ucieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal człowieku
Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie ucieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal
Wsłuchaj się dobrze to puls ulicy
To twoi ludzie na których możesz liczyć
W tym uczestniczysz i zbierasz plon
Jeżeli jesteś to jesteś to po co ziom
Trzymamy pion, bo po co tak prędko
Niecierpię chwil gdy nie mam nawet czasu ruszyć ręką
Miękko cza wystukuje mi bit
Wie to ona, wie to on, wie to ja i ty
Znam te gry w otwarte karty
I ty zobacz ile to naprawdę jest warte,
Spokój ducha płynie z serca do ucha,
Jeśli chcesz prawdy to prawdy tu słuchasz, ale
Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie uieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal człowieku
Halo, halo i po co ja tak biegnę,
Przed tym co będzie i tak nie ucieknę,
Bo co wtedy jeśli cały ten świat
W jednej sekundzie by na głowę nam spadł Jamal
Bo jeśli chcesz biegać tyle,
Lepiej zatrzymaj się na chwilę ziom oj Jamal

** Off! (Insane Clown Posse)

[Samples]
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-B-B-B-Bitch. Bitch-B-Bitch."

[Shaggy2Dope]
Well, it's on. It's on like neden hoe **
I'm 2 Dope and I'm **in' drunk
Walked in the joint with my nuts hangin' out my drawers
Yo, SUCK MY BALLS!
All I wanna do is choke a bitch
Roll up a jimmy and smoke the bitch
I dropped outta school and I quit my job
All I wanna be is a fat, **in' slob
'cause I don't care about none of y'all bitches!
Shut the ** up and drop ya britches ("B-Bitch.")
'cause I'm cloggin' a bank! {"A bank!"}
So I don't give a ** about what none of y'all think
When I do a show, I wreck the place
I run around the stage kickin' bitches in the face
'cause I ain't nothin' soft,
so you and your boys can straight ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can suck my nutsac, yo)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake, you're dime-stank though)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can kiss my ass, ya punk bitch!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, ** you and ya Momma ain't shit!)
[End Chorus]

{*Phone Ringing*}
[Pizza Guy - Violent J]
"Uh, Pizza Boy Pizza."
"I want a large, extra cheese pizza."
"Pick-up or delivery."
"Delivery!"
"Okay, your address?"
"Yeah, it's near the high school. 232 ** OFF!"

[Shaggy2Dope]
When I was eight, I was on crack
I had Ms. Pella trained on the back
**in' after school every day
I turned that old bitch's neden hairs gray ("Hehehe")
'cause the Dope is all that!
My Mother's a witch and my Daddy's a hunchback
and nobody could ** wit' me
I used to drive a hearse to school, G,
with a stiff hangin' out the back
Bitch, you wouldn't know shit about that!
But there's one thing that I hate
It's always been hard for me to find a date ("AHHHHH!") {"B-Bitch."}
'cause I show up nice and neat
AND THEN STRANGLE 'EM IN THE BACK SEAT! ("Hehehe!")
'Cause if you know, the Shaggs ain't soft
If you don't like it you can ** OFF!!!

[Violent J]
"What's up? Violent J, the Southwest Juggala.
Y'know what I'm sayin'? I walk into a bitch's house,
walk up to they Moms, grab 'em by the face and say '** offffff!'"

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You and your Momma can suck my dick!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake your bitch-ass quick)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(I could give a ** less, G)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
('Cause you ain't worth shit to me!)
[End Chorus]

[Violent J]
Violent J, the motha**in', blood-suckin' vampire
Please stomp on my head 'cause it's on fire!
I got another funky rhyme, so lemme kick it
"NAH! ** OFF, BITCH! THIS IS MY RECORD!" ("B-Bitch.")

[Shaggy2Dope]
I walk up, like a mental case
and start throwin' left hooks, at ya face
I won't mix no rap with rock-n-roll
..like somebody else I know. {"B-Bitch."}
Bitch boy, you can suck my sack
and after that you can kiss my asscrack
And freaks, you ain't all that
Titties ain't shit but sacs are fat! ("Bitch!")
'Cause if you really wanna know what I think,
I think your neden stank like a fish tank
So in the early cracks of dawn,
take your two fat sacks of shit and get the ** on! ("Hehe, hehehehe!")
Best leave me a dollar for Faygo, bitch,
or I'ma have to bust you in your **in' lips! ("Ha-ha-ha!")
Next time you think I'm soft,
I hope you remember to ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(All you bitches hate me anyways..)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(... so you can suck my nuts all day!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can lick my nutsac, Tiffy!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, you can suck my **in' dick!)
[End Chorus]

[Sample]
"I'll say one thing, baby.
When Carol said you were a cooky nympho cunt,
she sure as hell wasn't kidding.
Well, that's it 'til next time, bitch!"

[Chorus]
[Shaggy2Dope]{Violent J}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("** OFF, BITCH!"){"Y'know what I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"I-C-P's in tha motha**in' neck town!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("YOU CAN SUCK MY ASS!"){"Ha-ha-ha!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"Peace to Atlanta, y'know what I'm sayin'?"}{"Blitz in the motha**in' house!"}("YEAH, MOTHA**A!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU! {"Atlanta, GA, y'know what I'm sayin'? Toledo!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("WOOO-HOOO!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in' Lexington."} ("YEAH! ** OFF!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in'... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Mo'**in', uh... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("** OFF!") {"** off, man!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
FUUUUUUCCCCKKK OFFFFFFFFF!
(Hahahahaha!)
** off!
{"Bring it on, bitch!"}

I Want My Shit (Insane Clown Posse)

It was like March or April **in' Libra...**in' um shit...

(1st Verse Violent J)
Taurus born in 1775
I'm like a hundred and somethin', but I'm still alive
I used to hang with the original Billy The Kid
You prob'ly think I'm only playing but I did
My daddies were a two headed freak show
Momma a fortune teller Esmarelda Zella
Anyway they had ** on a ouiji board
and I was born the next day...Violent J
When I was 14, I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there on the steel rack
I'm out cold, they thought it had **ed me up
I got up and itched my butt, I'm like, "what?"
Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy
Child of the witch heffer...whatever
Tied me up, burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts, smokey nuts
After that they started bowing and shit
Praying at me, you know how them primatives get
I said, "Get off my dick, I ain't a savior,
I'm what you call a juggalo and all I want is my flavor
Four simple things in this bitch, before I die...

(Shaggy2Dope)
I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
And a little sip of Faygo, too
'TILL I GET MY SHIT, IN THIS MOTHER**ER I WON'T NEVER DIIIIEEE!

(2nd Verse- Violent J)
So anyway...
50 years pass, all my homies are old****s
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in search of my ends
I wrestled alligators, battled terminators
Nothing ever killed me, nothing could harm me
I fought in the Civil War, Yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack-10
(Shaggy2Dope)
Man, they didn't even have that shit back then
(Violent J)
How you just gonna come in my shit and ** it up?
(Shaggy2Dope)
Well at least make this shit sound real, man, damn!
(Violent J)
I walked across enemy lines with a...lantern
Steady taking cannon balls, to the balls
The war ended, I traveled the country horseback
Until this fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
[powww] It didn't even smear the make-up
I took his gun and put a divot in his neck
Sheriff didn't like it...I got indicted
87 long years in the state pen
Until they finally forgot why they put me in
They had to let me go you know they had nothing
On the way out they're like, "Yo, ain't you like 100 and something?"
I said, "That's right, and I ain't gonna die,
'TILL I GET MY SHIT, MOTHER**ER!"

(Shaggy2Dope)
I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
And just a little sip or two...
'TILL I GET MY SHIT, IN THIS MOTHER**ER I WON'T NEVER DIIIIEEE!

(3rd Verse- Violent J)
I slept under bridges, lived in the valleys
Climbed the mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed, and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side
My homie has an Impala, blue '67
Last night we hit the road pushing 111
I stuck my head out the window, told him floor up the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
Ha ha ha! Hell yeah, 'cuz
Hurts a little bit, but then you get a straight buzz
The world hates me 'cuz of shit like this
They always try to kill me but MIIIIIISSSS
I know it's odd that my face is forever painted
When I was born, the bitch-ass doctor fainted
My toungue's a little long, I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty...but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles
I look like something from 'The X-Files'
People wanna see me die more than a little bit
But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT!
AND I AIN'T GONNA DIE, TILL I GET IT!

(Shaggy2Dope)
I WANT A RUSTY AXE
I WANNA KNOW VOODOO
A FAT BITCH NAMED BRIDGETT
I said Faygo. ** Mountain Dew.
'TILL I GET MY SHIT, IN THIS MOTHER**ER I WON'T NEVER DIIIIEEE!
DIIIIEEE!
DIIIIEEE!

Tossed Up (Mean Green)




featuring UGK

[Pimp C] (Bun b)
uhhh
hol up..smoke something bitch
keep your mind on your money (keep my mind on my money)
I represent UGK river know what I'm talking bout (black owned)
independent and black owned (smoked up)
smoke on something
so get your mind right

uhhh I'm young mother** sweet jones
pimpin the six
gotta yellow bone bitch cooking me serving bricks
since I was 17 I've been a legend in texas
screaming ** the police and blowing dough in the lexus
I saw your video nigga, you're slow and sloppy
spent 500,000 on a carbon copy
while I was smoking with the young soldiers in the caddy
yall ** off your money trying to be puff daddy
i'm a OG rock baller
I know some nigga that a bust 17 off in your impala
you ** them hoes and pay em top dollar
I'm still down with lil J I gotta the money and the ** power
bitch

chorus x 2
now all you niggas talking shit you getting tossed up
and all of these hoes that's on the dick they getting tossed up
we got them cookies and them bricks they getting tossed up
so don't you be bout nothing slick you getting tossed up

[verse 2]
yall niggas done **ed up and called up some treal niggas
niggas who ain't scared to put 6 in your Hilfiger
deal wit a nigga like a swisha and split him down the middle
remind a mother**er who the real hard hitter
gold diggers for cheese jealous and in keys keeping berretas
for them playing hating fellas what the ** can you tell us
driving benzs with mo mos hoes ** our toes
cause they know we the niggas roll with all the goddamn dough
I cook a quarter pound of blow sell it for 44
selling ounces for 5.50 caught you 12 at your door
it's smitty the pimp dope pro hoe I know the rules
the early bird gets the bread if you snooze you lose

chorus x 2

[Bun -B]
you done pushed the panic button
now we taking it all like a glutton
any tripping we cutting so listen it's bubby hutton
now any hoe that snort in here you can catch the nuttin
we synonymous with a rock like charles s dutton our prophecies
now wasn't you that sudsucker
talking shit with that funky bitch up in that fuddruckers
you best to be a mud ducker, I'm a thug bucker
and I got one specially designed for all you mother**ers
we love ruckus, wanna shuck and jive
but when I came through with that four to the ** five
niggas duck and dive ?????
what a ** liar
bitch ain't no time to get flossed up
I'm sauced up you said it cost what woooo-d

chorus x 4

Hang On (Outlawz)

Uh
What (Hang on) wherever you at
Hold your head
Put your head to the sky
For my ankle bracelet niggas (Hang on)
25 to life niggas
Outlawz hang on (Hang on)
Hang on
All my thugs hang on (Hang on)
Hang on (Hang on)
Yeah

Verse 1: Young Noble

For all my thug niggas I got on the block (Hang on)
For all the little homies running from the cops (Hang on)
If you a fiend around the way coked out (Hang on)
If you a ex-drug dealer smoked out (Hang on)
If you a soldier locked down in the hole (Hang on)
No heat in your house and its cold (Hang on)
No job just got laid off (Hang on)
You did your verse but we taking you off (Hang on)
You had your ears all ready for the Lawz (Hang on)
And if you think about sniffing that rock (Hang on)
You about to hop in your homies stolen car (Hang on)
You got a dream to be a big rap star (Hang on)
You gotta hustle but you keep getting robbed (Hang on)
And now you paying for protection from the mob (Hang on)
Your baby mama want half of your check (Hang on)
And your little homies give you no respect (Hang on)
And now you waiting for your time to come around (Hang on)
Be offered work and you turning it down (Hang on)
And now your homies looking at you all funny (Hang on)
You been clocking for 12 years and no money (Hang on)

Chorus: Young Noble

Hang on
If you're out in the cold with nowhere to go you gotta (Hang on)
You 15 and you feel real old youngster (Hang on)
You only 21 and you ain't even coming home soldier (Hang on)
Four kids and make enough to feed one homie (Hang on)

Verse 2: Young Noble

Hang on
If you a thug (Hang on)
You on drugs (Hang on)
You took slugs (Hang on)
You shed blood (Hang on)
You got it bad (Hang on)
You niggas mad (Hang on)
You unprotected
Hand on
And now she pregnant (Hang on)
You pop shit and you don't even got a glock (Hang on)
You from the streets and you don't even got a block (Hang on)
You got the nerve to try to criticize me (Hang on)
Trying to judge the Young N-O-B-L-E (Hang on)
My homie Swift locked down right now (Hang on)
You got dough for some pounds right now (Hang on)
Too many niggas on your block for you to eat (Hang on)
Them out of town niggas steady trying to creep (Hang on)

Chorus

Verse 3: Ya Yo

If you single 'cause your man ain't shit (Hang on)
Independent ain't pressed for the dick (Hang on)
Kool-Aid money with Cristal taste (Hang on)
You ain't think that I will punch you in your face (Hang on)
All my ladies in the struggle like me (Hang on)
All my ladies trying to bubble like me (Hang on)
You go to school or you strip for a living (Hang on)
Only 20 and you got 3 children (Hang on)

Verse 4: Mil

If you got your test back and it's positive (Hang on)
If your bitch left you 'cause she know you got it (Hang on)
You friends disrespect you for not riding (Hang on)
You did for 3 years and couldn't call nobody (Hang on)
You caught another charge in jail added to the robbery (Hang on)
You in the county can't get a visit from your family (Hang on)
Your baby mother ** one of your homies (Hang on)
You in the ?? (Hang on)
Don't nobody give a ** about me
Little Nob hold on
I'm a young G
I always stay strong

Chorus 2: Young Noble

You signed a bogus contract now wanna get out you better (Hang on)
Your mama kicked your**out 'cause you chose that route you better (Hang on)
And if you wonder how long we gonna be on top you need to (Hang on)
You niggas wish but you never gonna be like Pac they better (Hang on)
They better hang on
They better hang on

Dem Hips And Dem Lips (Acid)

Yall yall know what Acid wanna see. He wanna see those hips and feel those lips and kiss him Don’t miss a beat when I am in action. I make da heat rasie do magical feats/ I am magic make yall stop thinking of da tragic shit its just logical I got mad skillz in my ** can give any girl a quick fix. / Got me a herd of sperm can do seval hits in a act make ya bite down on da pillow do it at night or durin the day maybe even on the bay just lay down and don’t say a word and ill work it / Be shocked at what I can do with a fork / Ill touch anything that got pussy hit those dorky chicks hit these chicks that are from da Dixie land show them how to work there hands do it in bands of 3 or 4/ Don’t Curr just want that pussy it can be fussy and I still won’t cuss about it they all taste booty-o-lussies get me a whole cluster of dem

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Do it fast make it furious lets me curiously explore and rub those glands and you can get my dick I ain’t no hick I can work it you’re my chicks so you got lucky now lets ** and suck me gurl. / Ones who please get please now no teasein just straight forwarded it ward of da hatas and lets do it fo real it don’t gota be clean do it on a lean to in the woods of in da hood don’t give a damn as long as I get yaz/ Bring ya friends more the merrier. / Just no guys ain’t got a lust for that shit hell nah. Lets get to yellin and groanin won’t tell a soul. Fo real I won’t /

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Girl youz a hotie and you act like u fresh out of da virgin pot but you been with a lota guys don’t give a damn u still know what ya Is doin. / Chase ya down in a haze of light you teasein you laugin now lets get to pleasein and get dirty get down low make me go how da hell you getz so goodz. / Your pussy tastes like food and you just suckin me off like holy shit girl. Make you groan as well as me. Felt me slowly down act like a clown take dat frown off ya face and replace it with a smile it’s a race to make that face smile / Girlz you gotz skillz yo I gota roll catch ya next week. / Peace out yall.


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