Disturbing Tha Peace Lyrics
Disturbing Tha Peace Lyrics
"Outro on Ya Ass Lyrics"
Engine No. 9 Lyrics
This ain't no motherfuckin' stick up just pick the stick up And watch it roll real close rolling out my hand 'til It cracks to that fucking dome Living off the curb That peels you from the curb I lick the rest off Do you dig many in '93 been making them fools 'bout Round bumping around me you'll want to run from Underground at the best walk the live from The verb on the beats I won't see you fuckin' head Peers I flow
{*cut-n-scratched: "Make way for 2-0"*}
[I-20]
Don't make me swang on ya bitch ass
Fuck around and pull that thang on ya bitch ass
Shit, I like to get to fightin witcha bitch ass
Roll a blunt, get to lightin on yo' bitch ass
Dealer baby, got a chrome on yo' bitch ass
A.T.L. - I'm ridin home on yo' bitch ass
You know me dog - just might stunt on yo' bitch ass
Hell, later on my niggaz jump on yo' bitch ass
And how we do it in the South on ya bitch ass
Where niggaz pack and pull it out on yo' bitch ass
Look, I'm quick to put the gator on ya bitch ass
Flip the script and wear some gators on yo' bitch ass
I take it back to the gate on yo' bitch ass
Let niggaz seek and flip some weight on yo' bitch ass
Bronson family some me love witcha bitch ass
If you see me holla "Dog!" witcha bitch ass
Bitch niggaz!
{*cut-n-sc
[Tity Boi]
I'm drinkin Cartier with my slick ass
Shit I was born to be a playa with my slick ass
Yo, you know I got game with my slick ass
Give a bitch a fake name with my slick ass
Yo, in case I need to creep with my slick ass
You know I might need a freak with my slick ass
I gave a cheese a whole week with my slick ass
I couldn't tell nobody but this beat with my slick ass
Yo, you see how I snap with my slick ass
Hold these, switch tracks with my slick ass
Yeah A-Town on the map with my slick ass
Fuck a pound, I gave 'em dap with my slick ass
Yo yo, I got mad with my slick ass
Two cars, one tag with my slick ass
Yo yo, we at them bad with my slick ass
So slick you need a cast for my slick ass - you might fall!
{*cut-n-scratched: "Fate know what I'm talkin about"*}
[Fate Wilson]
Oh
And he'll fuck the shit up out you with his short ass
Don't get it wrong, that thing long for his short ass
Have you screamin "Ohh Lord!" with his short ass
Yeah, you know he on parole with his short ass
For stealin unattended hoes with his short ass
You gotta watch him, he's so cunning with his short ass
Spendin time of fittin hundreds with his short ass
Runnin with Tity he be in the trap for his short ass
Rollin off in big sacks with his short ass
His britches sag to his knees with his short ass
Bitch please! He a G for his short ass
He don't pay so he get in for free with his short ass
Stay reppin Godby, C.P. with his short ass
Stay rockin Burberry and Gucci with his short ass
Dough and jewelry shows and boobies
built to describe Lil' Fate's short ass
{*cut-n-scratched: "I be that nigga n
This ain't no motherfuckin' stick up just pick the stick up And watch it roll real close rolling out my hand 'til It cracks to that fucking dome Living off the curb That peels you from the curb I lick the rest off Do you dig many in '93 been making them fools 'bout Round bumping around me you'll want to run from Underground at the best walk the live from The verb on the beats I won't see you fuckin' head Peers I flow
{*cut-n-scratched: "Make way for 2-0"*}
[I-20]
Don't make me swang on ya bitch ass
Fuck around and pull that thang on ya bitch ass
Shit, I like to get to fightin witcha bitch ass
Roll a blunt, get to lightin on yo' bitch ass
Dealer baby, got a chrome on yo' bitch ass
A.T.L. - I'm ridin home on yo' bitch ass
You know me dog - just might stunt on yo' bitch ass
Hell, later on my niggaz jump on yo' bitch ass
And how we do it in the South on ya bitch ass
Where niggaz pack and pull it out on yo' bitch ass
Look, I'm quick to put the gator on ya bitch ass
Flip the script and wear some gators on yo' bitch ass
I take it back to the gate on yo' bitch ass
Let niggaz seek and flip some weight on yo' bitch ass
Bronson family some me love witcha bitch ass
If you see me holla "Dog!" witcha bitch ass
Bitch niggaz!
{*cut-n-sc
This Is What Happens Lyrics
Ayo Rah who dat nigga? Rah Digga , Rampage Yo man The word on the street is Flipmode has arisen True , aight There's alotta player haters that's tryin na playa hate y'all Fuck outta here , word up Do you have something to say Rah Digga? Motherfucking right , ayo Rah yo Rah yo Rah Bitches write her own rhymes what niggas aint fucking wit us Rah , yo check it Rah Cool like [Rah Digga] What Talked a
ratched: "Tity Boi"*}Ayo Rah who dat nigga? Rah Digga , Rampage Yo man The word on the street is Flipmode has arisen True , aight There's alotta player haters that's tryin na playa hate y'all Fuck outta here , word up Do you have something to say Rah Digga? Motherfucking right , ayo Rah yo Rah yo Rah Bitches write her own rhymes what niggas aint fucking wit us Rah , yo check it Rah Cool like [Rah Digga] What Talked a
[Tity Boi]
I'm drinkin Cartier with my slick ass
Shit I was born to be a playa with my slick ass
Yo, you know I got game with my slick ass
Give a bitch a fake name with my slick ass
Yo, in case I need to creep with my slick ass
You know I might need a freak with my slick ass
I gave a cheese a whole week with my slick ass
I couldn't tell nobody but this beat with my slick ass
Yo, you see how I snap with my slick ass
Hold these, switch tracks with my slick ass
Yeah A-Town on the map with my slick ass
Fuck a pound, I gave 'em dap with my slick ass
Yo yo, I got mad with my slick ass
Two cars, one tag with my slick ass
Yo yo, we at them bad with my slick ass
So slick you need a cast for my slick ass - you might fall!
{*cut-n-scratched: "Fate know what I'm talkin about"*}
[Fate Wilson]
Oh
Earn The Crown Lyrics
Everytime I hit the streets I’m fast Like a cannonball of gold Everyday I’m travelin from the past To fulfill a restless soul I’ve been ridin’ more than you’ve been drivin’ Its like a “must go on wheels” Anyway it can no longer last ‘cos you know yeah you know Take a look at us now, never do turn around Turn around, take a look at us now, never Do turn around, turn around - what’s with yo
he so adorably cute with his short assEverytime I hit the streets I’m fast Like a cannonball of gold Everyday I’m travelin from the past To fulfill a restless soul I’ve been ridin’ more than you’ve been drivin’ Its like a “must go on wheels” Anyway it can no longer last ‘cos you know yeah you know Take a look at us now, never do turn around Turn around, take a look at us now, never Do turn around, turn around - what’s with yo
And he'll fuck the shit up out you with his short ass
Don't get it wrong, that thing long for his short ass
Have you screamin "Ohh Lord!" with his short ass
Yeah, you know he on parole with his short ass
For stealin unattended hoes with his short ass
You gotta watch him, he's so cunning with his short ass
Spendin time of fittin hundreds with his short ass
Runnin with Tity he be in the trap for his short ass
Rollin off in big sacks with his short ass
His britches sag to his knees with his short ass
Bitch please! He a G for his short ass
He don't pay so he get in for free with his short ass
Stay reppin Godby, C.P. with his short ass
Stay rockin Burberry and Gucci with his short ass
Dough and jewelry shows and boobies
built to describe Lil' Fate's short ass
{*cut-n-scratched: "I be that nigga n
Dances With Satan (Cut The Throat Version) Lyrics
Dances with Satan into the pentagram, drink the blood of virgins Rape a nun on the altar, your mine out of control!! Enchanted from this macabre atmosphere Body...in the cell...mind...in other dimension Dances with Satan in the burning church, suck the essence of the black priest Crucifice the priest spit on his face, set on fire his body Enchanted from this unholy visions, body in agony on the bed...pulsing brain!!med Luda"*}
[Ludacris]
Uh-huh, okay, uhh
Fresh off the scene on yo' puss ass
Big pocket full of green on yo' puss ass
So fresh and fuckin clean on yo' puss ass
Hoes come and get like "DING!" on yo' puss ass
Dinner time! Snatch the keys off yo' puss ass
Start drivin with my knees on yo' puss ass
Look at how the Royce Rolls on yo' puss ass
Watchin out for pot-holes on yo' puss ass
I know that I'ma get mines on yo' puss ass
Ignorin every traffic sign on yo' puss ass
I'm still standin 5'8 on yo' puss ass
I'll increase the crime rate on yo' puss ass (whoo!)
Luda quick to just creep on yo' puss ass
Then turn around and take a leak on yo' puss ass
God damnit, we'll cut the breaks off yo' puss ass
Then do a show on Ricki Lake on yo' puss ass
Pussy nigga!
{*cut-n-scratched: "Disturbin' Tha Peace"*}
Dances with Satan into the pentagram, drink the blood of virgins Rape a nun on the altar, your mine out of control!! Enchanted from this macabre atmosphere Body...in the cell...mind...in other dimension Dances with Satan in the burning church, suck the essence of the black priest Crucifice the priest spit on his face, set on fire his body Enchanted from this unholy visions, body in agony on the bed...pulsing brain!!
[Ludacris]
Uh-huh, okay, uhh
Fresh off the scene on yo' puss ass
Big pocket full of green on yo' puss ass
So fresh and fuckin clean on yo' puss ass
Hoes come and get like "DING!" on yo' puss ass
Dinner time! Snatch the keys off yo' puss ass
Start drivin with my knees on yo' puss ass
Look at how the Royce Rolls on yo' puss ass
Watchin out for pot-holes on yo' puss ass
I know that I'ma get mines on yo' puss ass
Ignorin every traffic sign on yo' puss ass
I'm still standin 5'8 on yo' puss ass
I'll increase the crime rate on yo' puss ass (whoo!)
Luda quick to just creep on yo' puss ass
Then turn around and take a leak on yo' puss ass
God damnit, we'll cut the breaks off yo' puss ass
Then do a show on Ricki Lake on yo' puss ass
Pussy nigga!
{*cut-n-scratched: "Disturbin' Tha Peace"*}