Pawnshop Express (2012)

Actors

• I. Elijah Baughman (actor)
• Jovan Dajkovich (actor)
• Christian Edmonds (actor)
• Hidekun Hah (actor)
• Adel Aladdin Hansia (actor)
• Noah James (actor)
• Chad Kim (actor)
• Ruslan Shalagin Konstantinovich (actor)
• Ross Lambent (actor)
• Rich Y. Lee (actor)
• Richard Lee (actor)
• Mark Merlino (actor)
• Jason S. Mordeno (actor)
• Rod Rodriguez (actor)
• Hayk Bagdasaryan (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Crime
• Drama
• Short

On the Road (2011)

Actors

• Yero Murian (actor)
• Lilit Asatryan (actress)
• Harutyun Azaryan (producer)
• Harutyun Azaryan (writer)
• Harutyun Azaryan (director)
• Anahit Arpen (editor)

Genres

• Drama

Anarak vordu veradardz (2008)

Actors

• Ara Dkhtrikyan (actor)
• Karen Dzhanibekyan (actor)
• Armen Dzhigarkhanyan (actor)
• Michael Janibekyan (actor)
• Narek Nersisyan (actor)
• Arsen Azatyan (producer)
• Narine Mkrtchyan (producer)
• Arsen Azatian (writer)
• Narine Mkrtchian (writer)
• Marin Marais (composer)
• Arsen Azatian (director)
• Narine Mkrtchian (director)
• Arsen Azatian (editor)
• Narine Mkrtchian (editor)

Genres

• Drama

The Return of the Prodigal Son (2008)

Actors

• Ara Dkhtrikyan (actor)
• Karen Dzhanibekyan (actor)
• Armen Dzhigarkhanyan (actor)
• Michael Janibekyan (actor)
• Narek Nersisyan (actor)
• Arsen Azatyan (producer)
• Narine Mkrtchyan (producer)
• Arsen Azatyan (writer)
• Narine Mkrtchyan (writer)
• Marin Marais (composer)
• Arsen Azatyan (director)
• Narine Mkrtchyan (director)
• Arsen Azatyan (editor)
• Narine Mkrtchyan (editor)

Genres

• Drama

Raval, Raval... (2006)

Actors

• Moisés Aznar (actor)
• Abdel Benrahou (actor)
• Neumann Benrahou (actor)
• Carlos Bigarra Quero (actor)
• Tony Casla (actor)
• Miguel de Migueles (actor)
• Michael Gabillia (actor)
• Narcís Galtès (actor)
• Jesús García (actor)
• Hayk Gevorgyan (actor)
• Albert Grau (actor)
• Francesc Guiu (actor)
• Luís Ledesma (actor)
• Reinaldo Miranda (actor)
• Mohamed Abair (actor)

Genres

• Documentary
• Drama

Big Story in a Small City (2006)

Actors

• Vahagn Galstyan (actor)
• Narek Ghaplanyan (actor)
• Levon Harutyunyan (actor)
• Khoren Levonyan (actor)
• Armen Margaryan (actor)
• Vahagn-Poncho Simonian (actor)
• Hrant Tokhatyan (actor)
• David Tovmasyan (actor)
• Julia Babayan (actress)
• Julietta Babayan (actress)
• Mayranush Grigoryan (actress)
• Araksia Melikyan (actress)
• Araksya Melikyan (actress)
• Mari Msryan (actress)
• Ani Petrosyan (actress)

Genres

• Comedy

Labirintos (1995)

Actors

• Romen Avinian (actor)
• Frunze Dovlatyan (actor)
• Mikael Dovlatyan (actor)
• Karen Dzhanibekyan (actor)
• V. Galoyan (actor)
• Edik Gasparyan (actor)
• Gevork Gevorkyan (actor)
• L. Ghazaryan (actor)
• T. Iskandaryan (actor)
• Gurgen Janibekyan Jr. (actor)
• L. Malamyan (actor)
• A. Matrashyan (actor)
• M. Melkonyan (actor)
• Ara Mkrtumyan (actor)
• Serge Avedikian (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Mystery

Kyanqi lavaguyn kese (1979)

Actors

• Gagik Aslanyan (actor)
• Garegin Aslanyan (actor)
• Aleksandr Atchemyan (actor)
• M. Galstyan (actor)
• Shaum Kazaryan (actor)
• Guzh Manukyan (actor)
• P. Mikaelyan (actor)
• Harutyun Movsisyan (actor)
• Khachik Nazaretyan (actor)
• V. Rindin (actor)
• Sos Sargsyan (actor)
• Levon Sharafyan (actor)
• H. Taroyan (actor)
• E. Vardanyan (actor)
• Ashot Yedigaryan (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Parqi oghakner (1962)

Actors

• Khoren Abrahamyan (actor)
• Tsolak Amerikyan (actor)
• Albert Azaryan (actor)
• Zh. Duvalyan (actor)
• M. Lomidze (actor)
• Yevgeni Samojlov (actor)
• I. Aghamyan (actress)
• Aleksandr Filimonov (writer)
• Ya. Kocharyan (writer)
• Hrant Shahinyan (writer)
• Konstantin Orbelyan (composer)
• Hrayr Karapetyan (costume designer)
• Yuri Yerzinkyan (director)
• H. Melkonyan (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• Family

Tchanaparh (1962)

Actors

• Khoren Abrahamyan (actor)
• G. Demuryan (actor)
• M. Dilakyan (actor)
• Karen Dzhanibekyan (actor)
• Yervand Ghazanchyan (actor)
• G. Hakobyan (actor)
• A. Nersisyan (actor)
• A. Pashayan (actor)
• Sos Sargsyan (actor)
• Pavel Vinnik (actor)
• A. Badalyan (actress)
• N. Demuryan (actress)
• V. Karapetyan (actress)
• Verjaluys Mirijanyan (actress)
• M. Paronikyan (actress)

Genres

• Drama

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Ain't Having It - H.a.w.k
• Somebody Say 'oh Yea' - H.a.w.k
• Cheddar - H.a.w.k
• Broken Rain - H.a.w.k
• Pimpin Ain't A Thang - H.a.w.k
• Roll Up A Blunt - H.a.w.k
• Do You Luv It - H.a.w.k
• Coming Home - H.a.w.k
• Check Yo Self - H.a.w.k
• Can I Dance With You - H.a.w.k
• Only Tyme Will Tale - H.a.w.k
• Down N H-town (remix) - H.a.w.k
• Leave us alone - H.a.w.k
• Let's Get It On - H.a.w.k
• I Like That Girl - H.a.w.k
• Gotta Dance - H.a.w.k
• Million Dollar Block - H.a.w.k
• Diggin' Da South - H.a.w.k
• Hot Shit - H.a.w.k
• H-town Stomp - H.a.w.k
• Hawk - H.a.w.k
• Hater Luv It (when Your Down) - H.a.w.k
• I Can Make You Dance - H.a.w.k
• On Your Mark - H.a.w.k
• Make 'em Feel It - H.a.w.k
• Nigga What - H.a.w.k
• Just Need The Air - H.a.w.k
• Earth To You - H.a.w.k
• Get That Doe - H.a.w.k
• Your Majesty - H.a.w.k
• You Don't Wanna Fuck With Me - H.a.w.k
• You Don't Know - H.a.w.k
• You Already Know - H.a.w.k
• World Come 2 An End - H.a.w.k
• What's Happenin' Out Here - H.a.w.k
• What You Boys Know - H.a.w.k
• War - H.a.w.k
• Under H.a.w.k.'z Wingz - H.a.w.k
• Throwed In Da Game - H.a.w.k
• This Is For The Real - H.a.w.k
• They Scared - H.a.w.k
• That's Me - H.a.w.k
• That Other Shit - H.a.w.k
• Another Dumb Blonde - Hoku
• In The First Place - Hoku
• WHAT YOU NEED - Hoku
• What You Need Is What You Get - Hoku
• You First Believed - Hoku
• We Will Follow the Sun - Hoku
• To Myself - Hoku

[talking:]
Chris Wizzard, ha-ha
I mean what you expect man, we here
(and we on top of our game, be young on top of our game)
Cause boys out here having money man, no doubt
(the independent route), they acting like they don't know
But you know what it is, (it's a big game out here man
Boys should really learn, how to play this game
It's really some'ing, serious out here man)
[H.A.W.K.:]
Ain't having that and that's a fact, I put that on Screw and Pat
So y'all cats better back-back, before I start to react
And attack with a glock or mack, creating holes like a full back
When I cock and aim and pull that, I bet ya you won't pull back
I'm a cool cat and I keep it real, big dude with sex appeal
That will kill if a nigga feel, he wanna share his might skills
I'm so real can't stand fake, can't stand those that playa hate
It's money to make so why hate, let's all get this damn cake
I ain't having that cause I ain't the one, I'ma show you how to do this son
I rap for fun, and make niggaz look dumb
How come I don't know, I was gifted with the flow
I bust a flow for my lil' bro, before I let go
(damn H.A.W.K. you hot like lava), ain 't having it so don't bother
You take it any further, I will use the problem solver
H-A-Dub-K, move bitch get out the way
You heard what the song say, we meant what we say
[Hook: x2]
I ain't having it, so don't bother
I ain't having it, so don't bother
I ain't having it, I ain't having it
I ain't having it, so don't bother
I ain't having it, so don't bother
I ain't having it, so don't bother
You take it any further, I will use the problem solver
[Chris Ward:]
Hey big homie you ain't having this, so we ain't having that
These haters swear they G's, like I don't know they just rapping that
They couldn't see us, if they was the third letter of the alphabet
I murder bar for bar, you think Chris Ward is half the track
I be's all over the block in the booth, kinda like a acrobat
Dollar for dollar, stack for stack
In fact I'm facing multiple chargers, for organized rhyme
And the whack is scared of flow, cause I glorify's my grind
Lyrically, my delivery is conspiracy
Cause I force heat up to the public, so feircfully
So damn if you feeling me, cause I know that you fearing me
And F' the F-E-D's, cause I know that you hearing me
It's like I'm seeing H.A.W.K. in my sleep, so when I crawl on the creep
I keep extra heat on the seat, when I'm flossing one deep
Why I'm on that other shit, that spit it for my brother shit
That hardcore gutter shit, yeah-yeah
[Hook x2]
[talking:]
Yeah that's right, well that's pretty much the gist of it
You dig Big H.A.W.K., H-A-W-K
Screwed Up Click for life, the five star general
You got that big homie, Ghetto Dreams anywho
This your young B-Gizzle, C. Wizzzle

[Hook x2:]
Now all my playas, throw your roley's in the air
All my hoes, go on shake your darrier
(if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad
Somebody say, oh yeah)
[Chris Ward:]
I'm in a GS-4 double O, sitting low
Me and Po-Yo, blowing on hydro
Pulled up slow, next to the 4-6 Range
Jumped out with H.A.W.K., and started flashing big change
Check us out baby, the glistening chains
The wrist and the rings, and listen to the hits that we sing
We spit game, like snakes spit venom
We're in Guess that's denim, with heavy starch in em
Fat faces we spend em, when we step in the club
We don't trick on no boppers, yet you still get love
Y'all know Chris Ward, got them jazzy hoes
Classy hoes, nasty and sassy hoes
That pay me well, from H-Town to ATL
They push them bubble eye Jaguars, and grey V-12's
So for that playas, throw your roley's in the air
And all my down hoes, go on shake your darrier
[Hook x2:]
All my playas, throw your roley's in the air
All my hoes, go on shake your darrier
(if it's fa sho and you know, you gon leave with a hoe
Somebody say, oh yeah)
[H.A.W.K.:]
Now all you young tenders, it's time y'all surrender
To this heavyweight contender, top knotch big spender
Whatever club I enter, I'm a sight to see
And ooh-wee, all the girls be jocking me
They flocking me they watching me, now watch and see
At a quarter to three, I'ma break em off properly
The boppers be, wanting to talk
Peeping my walk, and whispering (ooh girl that's H.A.W.K.)
And sexual thoughts, start running through they head
Is he good in bed, sizing up my third leg
Remember Keisha said, (that boy was throwed)
Cause she came befo', she took off her clothes
Spit dangerous flow, my neck and wrists are froze
And everybody knows, what H.A.W.K. say goes
I'm blowing optimoes, in the VIP
With Chris Ward, Mike D and F-L-I-P
[Hook x2:]
All my playas, throw your roley's in the air
All my hoes, go on shake your darrier
(if you ain't giving up no ass, unless they got cash
Somebody say, oh yeah)
[Mike D:]
We some certified dome checkers, stage wreckers
Flossing through the club, like known goodfellas
For cheddar we spit letters, like true go-getters
Locked and loaded like barettas, it don't get no better
Po'ing up to a toe up, rip the stage when we show up
Laf-Tex and Dead End, got this rap game so'd up
See that Benz on twins, crawling like a spider
Flashing off dividends, pulling all-nighters
Make your broad bounce that ass, say bro we off the chain
Bringing the pain, what's my motherfucking name
Mike D, known to drive you crazy
Step in the club, and snatch your lady
Roley on my arm, twirl like a whirlwind
Them 20's dipped in platinum, when the wide body spin
We worldwide game spitters, and y'all can't win
Stacking ends setting trends, let the games begin
[Hook x2:]
Now all my playas, throw your roley's in the air
All my hoes, go on shake your darrier
(if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad
Somebody say, oh yeah)
[Lil' Flip:]
I got Rolex baguettes, princess cuts
You might see me, pimping sluts
I'm looking great, in VIP
Your watch ain't shit, you should see my teeth
I love to shine, like pine-o-pine
You got clothes in your closet, but they not like mine
I'm Lil' Flip, and I make mo' do'
And I just might, take your hoe
[Big Pokey:]
Whoadie done jumped out, I stayed in the lick
Watching the DVD's, big body with the three t.v.'s
Mashed on his enemies, but she a tease
And in two mo' weeks, she goin back overseas
Flashing cheese, and it was on
I'm in valet getting dome, on the phone with Corleone
BC passed by, I threw up the 'Stone
Kicked the trap out my ride, with a mouth full of funk
Get gone, beat your feet kick rocks
Baby you know how it go, cause we pack big glocks
Hard knocks don't stop, won't stop
And won't squit baby, we the shit
Up in club mixed it up, throwing the roley baby
Iced out, straight out the fo'ty
Bitch, you know that hoe
As a click we gon show that, big ol' crib with the flo' mat
[talking:]

[Hook: Big Pokey]
Cheddar, cheddar
Makes things better, (get your paper mayn)
Cheddar, cheddar
Makes things better, (get your paper mayn)
Cheddar, cheddar
Makes things better, (get your paper mayn)
Cheddar, cheddar
Makes things better, (we having lavish things)
[Mr. 3-2:]
Cheddar, scrilla cream
I got's to go get it playboy, by all means
Got killas on my team, that'll get with you for a price
In less than 24 hours, your body'll be on ice
This dirty game ain't nothing nice, don't let it jack knife own ya
I'm knocking on boys do's for my feddy, I'ma warn ya
From Texas to California, we bleeding in the state
Big weight, c.d.'s and tapes for six figga papes
Cheddar, it makes things better
Got me sitting in a five room house, on big leather
Gucci sweater, glocks and barettas it's gravy
Ain't nothing but God, and the root of all evil that can save me
Now feel this platinum shit baby, hungry for the payroll
We want points and publishing, and cheddar out the do'
Mo' money mo', gotta have it gotta grab it
Cause living lavish is a habit, as I expose my karats baby
[Hook]
[Clay Doe:]
Now I remember, since spaghetti and Cheerios
I always been a youngster, out risking it for the do'
For every buck I made, I wanted a couple mo'
But now I keep it coming, and run it at a constant flow
Together nigga, we get this green forever nigga
Together nigga, we buying off McGregor nigga
Whether you 9 to 5, or you slang barettas
Cheddar, nigga always gonna make shit better
Whoever you are, or whoever you be
You better keep your hands, up on you some currency
For the loot I shoot, to execute avoid cases
Me and my aces leaving spaces, up in niggaz faces
Murder after murder, we out with no traces
To protect mine if I have to, I do it on a daily basis
Take it from Clay Day, Laf Tex the go-getter
C-O braniac, with a payday about cheddar
[Hook]
[H.A.W.K.:]
On the streets of Texas, we mob like goodfellas
Blades chop like propellers, on these tapes for cheddar
Haters get jealous, or a bit over zealous
As they ply with the FED's, on schemes and try to nail us
Pops tried to tell us, but we fail to listen
My subtraction and addition, told me some'ing was missing
So I flipped the script, for the cheddar to chips
To straight the whip, the pale to sip I'm fully equipped
Now on the ship, from the feddy the cream
The cheddar the green, my motto was by all means
I flooded the scene, confiscating amphetamines
As I devised a scheme, to try to spread my wings
Lavish things, limousines loaded with screens
Gone playas a team, watching pinky rings
On a chase for cream, with my loaded baretta
My urge to splurge, got me on this chase for cheddar

Rain falls down
Upon my heart
Storming
Crashing
Falling apart
Beating
Kneeding
Pounding
Sounding
Broken, broken, broken (fading away)
Chorus:
When you believed in me,
You made things wonderful as can be
Thought I'd always be your girl
Thought you'd always rock my world
Now all that's gone away,
Just broken, broken, broken (fading away)
Storming out my soul,
Raining out my heart
Crashing out my love,
I'm falling apart
When you see,
The good in me,
I'll no longer be there
I'll be broken, broken, broken (fading away)

[Hook:]
Pimping, ain't a thang to me
That's why, I keep it in the family
Pass it to the homies, then pass it to me
That just the way, it's suppose to be
[H.A.W.K.:]
P-I-M-P-ologist
Now follow this, slurp it up and swallow it
Now take the dick, and tongue kiss the other bitch
Menage tois, man they love this shit
Rule one, you gotta make the hoe
Break the hoe, and learn how to shake the hoe
But make the do', bitch who you working fo'
H-A-Dub-K, the one who run the show
So now you know, get down on bended knee
Count to three, and suck it till I start to pee
Ooh-wee, I'm about to cum
I'm having fun, now go on give me partna some
Break em off, your underwear I take em off
And the motherfuckers hating, go on shake em off
Don't take a loss, or you'll have to listen to me
With a backhand, S-L-A-P
[Hook x2]
[Scooby:]
Vroom, hopping out Ferarri cars
I pimp 'vard, and I hit barbie dolls
You kidding broad, I ain't in a gallon house
I'ma drop you chickens, like a album H.A.W.K.
Look, why should I like a chick
When I can get do', and ice my wrist
Trifling trick, I ain't wifing shit
Cause I don't fuck around, with that type of shit
I'm Scoo-Young, you don't want your bitch in the mix
Cause if Scoo-Young done that, she gon hit in the mix
You know if I get, she gon get the dick
And I don't share do', you get's nothing trick
I'm pimping, hoes be loving me
The Jag on dubs, and it's bubbly
When I'm on stage, I be touching me
Your tongue action, I love to see let's go
[Hook x2]
[Jim Deezy:]
Hit the slut, then pass the slut
We all know, she a nasty slut
You could fuck, just ask the slut
Hell bring your click, and mash the slut
She like to touch on her toes, suck on hoes
Follow the shows, and fuck on the road
Behind tint, she fuck in the load
She like to clutch on buck, suck on nuts
If I give her the word, she'll bloody your tux
Dig a ditch, and muddy you up
After you, then paint the fuck
Cause my bitch, ain't afraid to bust what
[Hook x2]
[talking:]
Now see the moral of the story is, don't sweat these hoes
They can fuck, they can suck
But they ain't getting a god damn thang, from Mr. Way baby
H.A.W.K., I know you a pimp motherfucker
Scooby, you's a big pimp man
Jimmy D, don't let me get on your ass nigga we pimping

[Big Moe & Mike singing]
[H.A.W.K.]
One puff two puffs, I'm hooked like handcuffs
A thrush and a head rush, says that I've had enough
I'm sprung hear it comes, down a pathway through my lungs
A cloud of cluddered smoke, blends with my oxygen
The one human being, can't give me this satisfaction
Your centrifugal force, causes a chain reaction
The strategy you use, is addictive to many
One of you is not enough, I need five or twenty
I smoke plenty, menage tois with cigars
Wrapping weed like cigars, puts my mind on bars
Cut it down the middle, split it like the Red Sea
Show love filled with buds, fresh off the ganja tree
I'm on optimoes, force feeding you these flows
The aroma of marijuana, hits like Tyson blows
Boat loads of do-do, I'm in Akapoko
Tooty and fool coo-coo, but I'm going loco I'm blowed
[Hook: Breeze]
Just roll up a blunt, and you know we gonna get high
Some killa weed, 24/7 3-65
Roll up a blunt yeah, and you know we gonna get high
Some killa weed, just to keep you satisfied
[Big Pokey]
Dump me in and close the do', let's take some pressure off ya brain
We three deep up on this thang, me and you and Mary Jane
From a bud to a grain, propane to a flame
Inhaling this octane, getting wet from all this rain
Everything is everything, I'm a certified choker
Light green smoker, put the heat to the ocra
Drop the three in the Fruitopia, we on cruise control
Or take 'em straight to the dome, cause it sooths the soul
I'm a puff-puff passer, doja square crasher
Getting my high to the sky, like a rocket out of NASA
Like players with asthma, bronchitis and ecetra
As for me I'm a tree, till you see red in my retna
Gone off Long and-a, this fire I'm loving
Massive puffing, chiefing smoking like a broke oven
Plus this sack I'm juggling, got us high as a kite
Cigarella's full of flight, what a hell of a night it's going down
[Hook]
[singing]
[H.A.W.K.]
Everything's splendid, the weed is heavenly scented
Puff-puff pass, is highly recommended
Till massage the brain, relieve migranes
And keep Sensei calm, when he's off the chain
You must maintain, and try to keep your composure
Whether hydro or cess, or some potent doja
Let me expose ya, to the pride of the front
Empty out the cigars, and just roll up a blunt roll it
[Hook]

Yeah that's right, Houston Texas..
[Hook]
Nextel phones, and twinkie inches of chrome
Million dollar homes, and players'll still moan
Got the game mapped out, and Rolexes and platinum necklace
Benz and Lexus, represent Houston Texas do you love it
[D-Gotti]
The game done changed, it's stangs we bring
Five S. Cardige ring, connected with gangs
Real range on death defying leapords, niggaz ain't soft
Rougher than raw, shop on the Internet fuck the mall
9-9 L-Dog, top released for sixty G's
Wreck streets, D-Gotti the owner for what you see
It's what it be, it's under the bomb concedes me
Man tone large land, and pool and concrete
Running, from Federal agents with surveillance taping
Five star rate, seven figga mail we making
For granted we taking, but when we smash it's over
Niggaz pulling out new Vipers, and stretch Range Rovers
Syruped out or sober, I'm intellectually thoed
Pimp pens on futon, off in my Gucci robe
And all praises to my Pa with his high, cause ballers designed
To hop off in my shoes, cause I'm thoed and on fire on my
[Hook x2]
[Will-Lean]
On roam, connected with cell phones
Million dollar homes, parvay with marble stones
Caddy Fleet wood bromes, platinum Rolex with ice
Foreigns off the lot, without checking the price
To be precise boppers want when they hear, the Jag horn
Creased up in Ralph Lauren, or dobbed out in Phat Farm
Princess cut Clover charm, got my rocks on glare
So extroadinare, it make you stop and stare
Don't dare to compare, your knots to big shots
That cruise on big yachts, protected like Ft. Knox
V-12 dubbed out, 20 inches I pulled out
Chopping and knocking, these niggaz up off the block
On dots tops dropped, hogging flossing on chrome
Low-Pro's Perellis on my celly, dogging the zone
Holding my own playa, on top the Astro-dome
Frequencies get cloned, while I'm getting my mail on on my
[Hook x2]
[H.A.W.K.]
Of course, I'm in convertible Porshe
Race horse golf course, front page of the Source
Text for intercourse, with the beautiful ladies
600 Mercedes, everything's all gravy
Do you feel me baby, Benz 2 triple 0
Steering wheel mo-mo, on twinkie Lorenzos
Screens glow, as they fall from the ceiling
Say oooh what I'm feeling, when you're playing with millions
Hoes stalk me, from Texas to Milwaukee
My minutes'll cost me, so hit me via walkie-talkie
Alast it's iceless, cause my jewelry's so priceless
One look and you're hooked, and I'll leave you sightless
Accumulate dividends, with my ball-point pen
Vocabulary extraordinary, sometimes hard to comprehend
Lenden is what I wear, devinare soft my fair
I'm known everywhere, as a seven figga playa on my

[H.A.W.K.:]
Baby girl, I think it's time
For me to unwind, and change your last name to mine
Let's go on, put the past behind
You are my sunshine, and let's make it like old times
We together, like A and B
And I cannot see, you not being a part of me
Love flows, through my arteries
That's how it oughtta be, we formed this comrottory
You could travel planet Earth, to search it
If it is worth it, and show me a man that's perfect
And some of these men, are worthless
When problems surface, they only in it for one purpose
Every man, makes mistakes in life
But I wanna do right, so girl I'm gon sacrifice
I'ma leave, these hoes alone
Hoes can't call my phone, and every night I'm coming home
[Hook: Devin the Dude]
I'm coming home, coming home to you
There's plenty hoes out there, but they'll never compare
Never do, the things you do
I'm coming home, straight home to you
You're the only one, that I would ever be true to
[Chamillionaire:]
They say that I got it bad, I say that I gotta have
You and just only you, so your body's what I'ma grab
Leave the past in the past, help you hop in my slab
This isn't a interview, so there's nothing I gotta ask
I use to be big pimping, like Pimp and my partna Bun
If she came with a twisted tongue, then game is what I will done
Encourage the inner freak, on the porch to get in the sun
Now if I flip the fund, with a female then it's just one
And a lady that's close to me, claiming she isn't close enough
Cause I'm grinding and posted up, pull over the soul truck
Down to a pause, I poured the rest of my soda cup
Then I bust a U-turn, cause I'm bout to make sure she know what's up
These boys can be playas, but I'm trying to play with the paper
Groupies chasing the foreign, but it ain't a problem to shake her
Forget that swanging the boulevard, we gon swang to Jamaica
Hit that G4 and you know we gon touch the sky like a scraper, but just for you
[Hook]
[Trae:]
I know they told me time was hard, but I been thankful to God
For every second you was real, when everybody was fraud
You know it's in a nigga nature, to get down in these streets
But every pain I ever got, we made it up in these sheets
I never thought that I'd express, how I'm feeling inside
Cause I been a man first off, and every man got pride
You been around when I fell off, and ain't have a dollar
And these haters was on the hunt, but never once did you holla
That's why you alright with a gangsta, baby you got respect
Don't worry about no other woman, cause all she get is neglect
Off the rip she gon get checked, your place is established
They buying dresses out the Flea, while you laying back lavish
To hell with that you know what it is, they know what it ain't
And with a G you know that you can, they know that they can't
That's why I had to do you this song, to show what I think
And when it come to getting fucked up, that's some'ing I ain't for real

[Hook]
When you was broke, you was in my face crying for help
Now you got a little change, and you smelling yourself
When will you learn that friendship, is better than wealth
You need to realize, and check yourself
[H.A.W.K.]
Friends turn foes, niggas turn hoes and no one knows
The cons and pros, of how this game goes
I was told, the world is cold and I'm getting old
And I also have a son to mold
I was there for you, always took care of you
I grinded for two, and that's how I fit your groove
I bust for you, put all my trust all you
And what you do, turn your back on your whole crew
I shoulda knew, you changed when you hit that lick
You own a brick, and now you thinking you the shit
I must admit, them cats that you fucking with
They out to get, and you the flunky that they pit
You copped a Benz, S Class with blue lens
Got money to spend, also got money to lend
From boys to men, you were my next of kin
The best of friends, when you didn't have no ends
[Hook - 2x]
[H.A.W.K.]
Now thangs done changed, you done knocked off a Range
And made a little change, but you ain't on your game
Your name starting to rain, your spot's off the chain
The block is in flames, you hotter than Lil' Wayne
I hear you snorting cain, got niggas sporting your chain
They feel you so lame, they stole your pinky ring
They winning on your stains, you ain't on your game
Now you feeling the pain, and you're the one to blame
The laws looking for you, they questioned your crew
They questioned your boo, now they coming for you
They kicked in your do', and found all your snow
Your boys set you up, like Johnny Depp in Blow
You got nowhere to go, your cash flow is low
Guess who you looking fo', you at my front do'
Now that goes to show, when you get a little dough
Don't burn your bridges, and start acting like a hoe
[Hook - 2x]
[H.A.W.K.]
Now you needing me, begging and pleading me
Them fake tears ain't deceiving me
But I'm real, so here's a fee, the key to the V
So you best to hurry up, and flee
Its sad that you couldn't see, that you and me
Were destiny, till we D-I-E
The P-O-L-I-C-E, they watching me
Cause they know how tight, we use to be
They got you for conspiracy
I tried to tell you, but your ass wasn't feeling me
You was blind but now you see, the face of the judge
And he won't budge, and giving you the third degree
You begging please, in the courtroom looking at me
But too bad G, I'm not the jury
You headed to jail, your life is a living hell
No money for bail, oh weeeell

Hey! Wazzup on the dance floor, you got me hooked, cause I wanna join
Get your body movin, get your soul into groovin'
We gotta get heavy, you temptin me too much with your dannnnnncin
Can I dance with you, oh yeah, can I have this dance with you?!!
You gotta be kiddin, your dancin is so good
Blows me away with the thoughts of you
Didn't think I'd get this far
You're my lifelight, you're my star
Oh!!! And the way you move
Makes me feel so turned...............ooon!!
Oh!! When I hold your hand
I...want...toooo...dance!!
With you, uh huh,
Dance with you, with you, ooooooooooohhhh yeah!
I love your spirit, energy
Basic prom philosophy
When you hold me, you hold me tight
Everythings gonna be ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL RIGHT!!!
Oh yeah, I wanna dance
Just give me one chance
Let me move ya tonight
And we're gonna be ALLLLLL RIGHT!!!
All right, all right, oh yeah....
I wanna dance
I wanna dance