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Kaanapali Beach Black Rock Jump
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Large Waves at Kaanapali
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Kaanapali Beach Hotel
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Snorkeling Black Rock @ Kaanapali Beach, Maui, Hawaii
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Galapagos Shark Kaanapali Beach Maui
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Kaanapali Beach - South
Kaanapali Beach - SouthKaanapali Beach - South
Maui's Kaanapali beach is consistently rated as one of the top beaches in the world year after year. Find out what all the excitement is about as we take a stroll down one of Maui's most beautiful, popular, and amenity-packed beaches. -
Kaanapali Beach | Maui 2012
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Skimboarding Kaanapali
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Maui Condo 454 Kaanapali Shores 3
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Kaanapali Alii Maui Resort Tour
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Aston Shores Kaanapali Maui Tour
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Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, FAQs Life On Maui
Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, FAQs Life On MauiMaui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, FAQs Life On Maui
Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, Whalers Village, Lahaina, FAQs Life On Maui. Hi guys! It's a long vlog today, this was two days of filming. We get lots o...
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Kaanapali Beach - North
Maui's Kaanapali beach is consistently rated as one of the top beaches in the world year a...
published: 27 Nov 2013
author: MauiVisitorChannel
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- published: 27 Nov 2013
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Kaanapali Beach Black Rock Jump
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published: 14 Apr 2011
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- published: 14 Apr 2011
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Come along for a tour of the Maui tourist attraction known as Black Rock at Kaanapali Beach near the Sheraton on the west shore of this Hawaiin Island.
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Large Waves at Kaanapali
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published: 06 Jul 2011
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- published: 06 Jul 2011
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Heavy surf on Kaanapali Beach July 2011.
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Kaanapali Beach Hotel
Here is our hotel the Ka'anapali Beach Hotel in Maui, Hawaii. This will be my first choice...
published: 06 Apr 2012
author: David Frye
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- published: 06 Apr 2012
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Here is our hotel the Ka'anapali Beach Hotel in Maui, Hawaii. This will be my first choice for the next time we travel to Maui. http://www.daveandsara.com.
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Snorkeling Black Rock @ Kaanapali Beach, Maui, Hawaii
We later on learned you shouldn't try to go up close to the turtles... O well, a cool vide...
published: 24 Jun 2013
author: Sam Edwards
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Snorkeling Black Rock @ Kaanapali Beach, Maui, Hawaii
- published: 24 Jun 2013
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- author: Sam Edwards
We later on learned you shouldn't try to go up close to the turtles... O well, a cool video!
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Galapagos Shark Kaanapali Beach Maui
We were hanging out on North Kaanapali Beach Maui and watched these fisherman bring in a l...
published: 17 Jan 2013
author: Tommy K
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Galapagos Shark Kaanapali Beach Maui
- published: 17 Jan 2013
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We were hanging out on North Kaanapali Beach Maui and watched these fisherman bring in a large Galapagos shark. They paddle out past the second reef to drop ...
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Kaanapali Beach - South
Maui's Kaanapali beach is consistently rated as one of the top beaches in the world year a...
published: 27 Nov 2013
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Maui's Kaanapali beach is consistently rated as one of the top beaches in the world year after year. Find out what all the excitement is about as we take a stroll down one of Maui's most beautiful, popular, and amenity-packed beaches.
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Kaanapali Beach | Maui 2012
With three miles of pristine sand and crystal clear water, it's no wonder Kaanapali Beach ...
published: 13 Jul 2012
author: Precoa Escapes
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- published: 13 Jul 2012
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With three miles of pristine sand and crystal clear water, it's no wonder Kaanapali Beach is known as one of America's best beaches. Fronting our home at the...
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Skimboarding Kaanapali
Sean McClenahan getting a few waves during on his Victoria Skimboard....
published: 29 Aug 2013
author: Sean Mcclenahan
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- published: 29 Aug 2013
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Sean McClenahan getting a few waves during on his Victoria Skimboard.
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Maui Condo 454 Kaanapali Shores 3
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published: 16 May 2013
author: Paul Akers
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- published: 16 May 2013
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Kaanapali Alii Maui Resort Tour
http://www.hopscotchtheglobe.com - Join me on a tour of a the luxurious Kaanapali Alii Mau...
published: 25 Feb 2013
author: Kristen Sarah
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- published: 25 Feb 2013
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http://www.hopscotchtheglobe.com - Join me on a tour of a the luxurious Kaanapali Alii Maui Resort. Kaanapali Alii has been rated by USA Today as one of Amer...
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Aston Shores Kaanapali Maui Tour
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published: 28 Apr 2013
author: Estaban561
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Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, FAQs Life On Maui
Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, Whalers Village, Lahaina, FAQs Life On Maui. Hi guys! ...
published: 12 Mar 2014
author: pinksofoxy
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- published: 12 Mar 2014
- views: 40279
- author: pinksofoxy
Maui Vlog: Costco, Kaanapali Beach, Whalers Village, Lahaina, FAQs Life On Maui. Hi guys! It's a long vlog today, this was two days of filming. We get lots o...
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Hawaii Day 1 - HD - Road trip around Maui from Kaanapali to Paia
Maui Hawaii, a brief tour around the island by the Kent's. starting in Kaanapali and endin...
published: 30 Aug 2011
author: Kevin A. Kent
Hawaii Day 1 - HD - Road trip around Maui from Kaanapali to Paia
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- published: 30 Aug 2011
- views: 40736
- author: Kevin A. Kent
Maui Hawaii, a brief tour around the island by the Kent's. starting in Kaanapali and ending in Paia.
Hawaii Day 1 - HD - Road trip around Maui from Kaanapali to Paia
Published: 30 Aug 2011
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Skyline Eco-Adventures Kaanapali Zipline Tour
The Kaanapali Skyline Adventure, located on Maui, Hawaii is an incredible eight zipline ad...
published: 01 Mar 2013
author: SkylineEco
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- published: 01 Mar 2013
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The Kaanapali Skyline Adventure, located on Maui, Hawaii is an incredible eight zipline adventure that is conveniently located just minutes from Maui's popul...
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Next Stop: Maui - Westin Kaanapali
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published: 14 Feb 2011
author: NextStop.TV
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- published: 14 Feb 2011
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Kaanapali Beach Club Virtual Tour
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published: 02 Feb 2012
author: Syed Sarmad
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- published: 02 Feb 2012
- views: 4874
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Westin Kaanapali Ocean Resort Villas
Video highlights of our stay at the Westin Kaanapali Ocean Resort Villas on the island of ...
published: 22 Mar 2013
author: TheRoamingBoomers
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Video highlights of our stay at the Westin Kaanapali Ocean Resort Villas on the island of Maui, Hawaii.
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Maui's Kaanapali Alii Luxury Condos
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published: 13 Apr 2014
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From HawaiiOnTheMove.com, Hawaii's Premier Online Video Travel Magazine. Join HawaiiOnTheMove.com host Ramsay Wharton as she experiences the luxurious but fa...
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Kaanapali Golf Courses
Maui Golf Shop's Clif Council plays and gives a course review of The Kai Course at Kaanapa...
published: 17 Apr 2011
author: MauiGolfShop
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- published: 17 Apr 2011
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Maui Golf Shop's Clif Council plays and gives a course review of The Kai Course at Kaanapali.
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Aston Maui Kaanapali Villas video, Lahaina, USA, Hawaii, Maui
Cable TV, a private balcony and an in-room safe are standard in every room at Aston Maui K...
published: 19 Aug 2014
author: Vic Silver
Aston Maui Kaanapali Villas video, Lahaina, USA, Hawaii, Maui
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- published: 19 Aug 2014
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- author: Vic Silver
Cable TV, a private balcony and an in-room safe are standard in every room at Aston Maui Kaanapali Villas. Rooms include a refrigerator, while studios and su...
Aston Maui Kaanapali Villas video, Lahaina, USA, Hawaii, Maui
Published: 19 Aug 2014
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Ziplining in Kaanapali, Maui
Go Pro clips of our Ziplining Adventure with Eco Adventures Ziplining. If you have been wa...
published: 24 Jun 2012
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- published: 24 Jun 2012
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Go Pro clips of our Ziplining Adventure with Eco Adventures Ziplining. If you have been wanting to try Ziplining, doing it here is highly recommended. Our guides were a lot of fun and we had a blast! Music Credits: The Flashbulb, The Classic Crime
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A morning walk around the beautiful Kaanapali Beach Hotel
A morning walk around the beautiful Kaanapali Beach Hotel. This really shows off the quali...
published: 14 Apr 2011
author: lardi2000
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- published: 14 Apr 2011
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A morning walk around the beautiful Kaanapali Beach Hotel. This really shows off the quality of the Sony HDR-CX700V HD video camera.
A morning walk around the beautiful Kaanapali Beach Hotel
Published: 14 Apr 2011
3 places off the beaten track in Hawaii
... year, packing the beaches and attractions at hot spots such as Oahu's Waikiki and Maui's Kaanapali.
The Miami Herald 2015-04-06Family-friendly musical to be staged for Easter on Oahu
lRelated Hawaii & the South PacificRooms at Maui Sheraton at Kaanapali Beach are 20% off through 2015See all related. 8 ... 0.
The Los Angeles Times 2015-04-01Rooms at Maui Sheraton at Kaanapali Beach are 20% off through 2015
The savings are good through 2015 ... 8. The resort is along west Maui’s Kaanapali Beach ... cComments Got something to say? ... 0.
The Los Angeles Times 2015-03-31Maui honeymoon is a sun-kissed adventure
... a big resort along pretty Kaanapali Beach or down in expensive Wailea ... - Strolling Kaanapali Beach.
The Miami Herald 2015-03-30Sheraton Maui Resort & Spa Announces Limited Time Offer on 2015 Travel Deals
... with savings on Maui beachfront stays on award-winning Kaanapali Beach when booked by April 7, 2015.
Seattle Post 2015-03-30Group proposed to study broadband plan for Hawaii's resort areas
... including Oahu’s Waikiki, Maui’s Kaanapali, the Big Island’s Kohala and Kauai’s Hanalei areas.
The Business Review 2015-03-25Readers choose Hawaii's best beach, resorts, town, restaurants, more
8 ... cComments Got something to say? ... Add a comment. 0 ... Kaanapali Beach Hotel (Lahaina, Maui) ... Kaanapali Beach (Lahaina, Maui) ... ).
The Los Angeles Times 2015-03-24Maui Hotels Ranked by Rooms
Locally Researched by: Lucy Tuitupou, Pacific Business News. Mar 23, 2015, 2:35 pm HST ... 2365 Kaanapali Pkwy ... 2605 Kaanapali Pkwy.
The Business Review 2015-03-20Affordable ways to enjoy Maui
Kaanapali and Wailea beaches are in resort towns and tend to be the most popular.
The Japan News 2015-03-14Cheapo Travel: Saving money an island breeze, readers find
I love you readers ... Melanie Johnson: ... , milk $10.49 ... There's a Maui restaurant on Kaanapali Beach called Castaway (castawaycafe.
The Charlotte Observer 2015-03-10Normalcy returning to Maui's real estate market
percent for single-family homes in the county ... The highest priced homes are in Kaanapali, nearly $2 million; Lahaina, $1.9
Tampa Bay Online 2015-03-09Flood notification #01 –FLOOD ADVISORY (Maui County, HI)
Other locations in the advisory include but are not limited to Kaanapali, Pauwela, Napili, Kapalua, ...
noodls 2015-03-06Savoring Molokai’s slower pace
... I spy the bright lights of Maui’s multistory resorts, beachfront restaurants and shops in Kaanapali.
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Kāʻanapali is a census-designated place (CDP) in Maui County, Hawaiʻi, United States. The population was 1,045 at the 2010 census. The master-planned town is located in the Old Hawaii ahupuaa of Hanakao`o, as in the same name of the southern end of Kaanapali Beach's Hanakao`o Canoe Beach.
Kāʻanapali is located at 20°56′5″N 156°40′46″W / 20.93472°N 156.67944°W / 20.93472; -156.67944 (20.934820, -156.679329).
According to the United States Census Bureau, the CDP has a total area of 6.3 square miles (16.3 km2), of which 4.9 square miles (12.8 km2) is land and 1.3 square miles (3.4 km2), or 21.19%, is water.
As of the census of 2000, there were 1,375 people, 537 households, and 380 families residing in the CDP. The population density was 282.8 people per square mile (109.2/km²). There were 1,775 housing units at an average density of 365.1 per square mile (141.0/km²). The racial makeup of the CDP was 79.07% White, 0.95% African American, 0.15% Native American, 17.42% Asian, 3.04% Pacific Islander, 1.96% from other races, and 7.42% from two or more races. Hispanic or Latino of any race were 0.55% of the population.
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Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenWe Don't Careshow lyrics
We Don't Care
[Kane]
Real niggas feel each other
But the media would rather see us kill each other
So fuck it I'm gon' give y'all motherfuckers what y'all want
Chorus
Throw your hood and your rag in the air
I thought I told you bitch we don't care x2
[Kane]
I stopped this motherfucker like traffic full of greens, cornbread and
cabbage
Serve fiends and attics to support my weed habit
Niggas running so fast
They kicking they own ass
I swoles the AK matic on my foles I blast
Stayed up all night counting a million in cash
Kane & Abel and P down south representing with that nigga from the west
Who put the sess in the blunt
And rolled yeah we sold and ain't told it
Lay it down motherfuckers don't be trying to hold it.
Bulletproof S class
We soldiers like owned masks
But ain't nothing funny when we coming with that black mask
Gangstafied gorillas down to put it on that ass
Chorus x2
[Abel]
Bout that action transaction
Go warn your people it's gone
Heavenly armed get shit on, pissed on and spit on
It's on when my gongos want to fell on it more slow
Catch slugs in your head, in your neck, in your chest and in the back of
your motherfucking torso
Oh so niggas want to test the tank
See if we bout it
Nigga we live for respect could never die without it
Run up get your feelings hurt
Gun up honey brown burst
Number 1 hurry up and come or units disburse
Caught a cold one of a hurst
It's a serious topic and got an automatic weapon niggas besta drop it
Come on
Chorus x4
[Kane & Abel]
Throw it up if you a soldier
Put it up if you a soldier
Throw it up if you a soldier
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Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenThis Is For The Smokersshow lyrics
This Is For The Smokers
Featuring Master P
[Talking]
Somebody open a fuckin' window
I can't fucking breath
Let's get high tonight
Let's get high tonight
Let's get high tonight
Let's get high tonight
When I ain't got no weed my nerves get bad
This gunnu want a page 'bout to score me a bag
Of that green stickydon't want no stems or seeds
My nigga Fiend in the front seat rollin' sum Sweets
See we like to get high Seven days a week
And weed smoke in the air, make my niggas tweak
And Snoop choppin' up some chronic in the back seat
Soulja Slim down to smoke 10 before we fall asleep
Get weight, and still wanna get high
Moby Dick commin' with that chocolate Tai
Nah, nah, this is for my smokers
My coke lovin' snorters
My niggas flippin' quarters
Uhh we smokers, we oughta
Nah, nah, this is for my smokers
My coke lovin' snorters
The niggas stay flippin' quarters
We smoke, cus we oughta
Two things I'm gun' do, get high and die
Shirt smellin' like sess, momma askin' why
Red eyes, burnt lips, brown finger tips
You chokin' like you 'bout to die, lemme hit that shit
I need weed to proceed, you hoes acting stuck up
But bitch I want some pussy, when we get fucked up
Just me and my niggas gettin' higha than a motherfucka
Stop at the store, mouth drya than a mothafucka
Half of pound of stress, put that chest to the test
Throw your nigga a gun, cus tonight's the smoke fest
Why, why this is for my smokers
My coke lovin' snorters
My niggas stay flippin' quarters
Uhh we smokers, we oughta
Uhh, uhh, this is for my smokers
My coke lovin' snorters
My niggas stay flippin' quarters -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenStressshow lyrics
Stress
[Talking]
Hey Nigga
This is our last time bonita
After this, we out
I'm tellin you
We die together
An eye for an eye (In Italian)
A tooth for a tooth (In Italian)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
All my niggas
Feel me
[Verse 1]
I can't rest
So much stress to live illegal
My uncle on death row
Waiting to get the needle
Holla if you hear me, people
This dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
That new born baby
In the dumpster
She been dead for a week
While the dope fiend momma
Gettin high on the street
Gettin beat by police
Still prayin for peace
Niggas playin for keeps
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
This ghetto got me thinkin about death
When will it stop
Either you punch the clock
Or you open up shop
[Chorus]
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
[Verse 2]
Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster
Over respect
Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
Look in his eyes
He kinda looked surprised in his last breath
But life goes on for niggas
Throwin up they set
In terror
In the ghetto when this shit ain't stoppin
Niggas run in your crib
And make references to why your momma
Washin fiends
Never with a fly
Chasin a high
And gettin AIDS from a bitch
Ain't no way to die
And everyday I'm seeing signs
Of the end of the world
My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady
In front of his baby girl
Feds, watch a nigga
Tryin to make the bus
But niggas stay strapped
And gats, we trust (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Bill Clinton in the White House
Fucking hoes
Innocent kids gettin shot on my block
Casket closed
Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
Screaming for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress
Cause they need them
Remember JJ got shot
In a high speed chase
Busted in the back
Through the license plate
My reality is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be another casualty
Infared beam on the glock
Just aim and pop
You see me for a split second
And your dead and got
I try to tell these young kids
Go to school
They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
They don't hear me though
[Talking]
Yeah man
It's sad you know
We ain't got no jump shot
Can't play football
We ain't got no money for college
But I see these niggas on the block
Rolling with their fancy cars
Fancy gold
Fancy hoes
Nigga, I'ma get it how I live
You know
I'ma y'all young niggas some advice
Don't get greedy nigga
Get what you came for
To many niggas dying
Trying to prove something to another nigga
Be true to yourself
True to what you know nigga -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenSoldier Storyshow lyrics
Soldier Story
All he want to be a No Limit soldier
All he want to be a soldier a soldier
All he want to be a No Limit soldier
All he want to be a soldier like me
All he want to be a soldier a soldier
All he want to be a soldier like me
A soldier a soldier
A soldier a soldier
Crack done took apart my family tree
My mama's on the shit
My daddy splitting
Mom's steady blaming me
Is it my fault just because i'm a young black male
The feds swept me as if kane and abel making crack sales
Only 15 and got problems
Cops on my tail so i bail til I dodge em
They finally pulled me over and I laughed
Remember rodney king and I blast on they punk ass
Now I got a murder case
You say your from the ghetto bitch you never heard a place
Trying to make some cash got a uz and a black mask
Drop the fucking task
Down goes the jack ass
Keep my shit cocked cause the cops got a glock too
What the fuck would you do?
Drop them or let em drop you
I chose dropping the cop
I got me a glock and some glocks for them niggas on my block
Mama tried to stab me I moved out
Stole a couple keys
Made g's
Bought a new house
Only 17 i'm the new king
Got me a crew hell a jewels and a uzi
But all good things don't last
Task came fast
Busted my black ass
I'm chilling in the pen facing life or death
Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps
Chorus
Buck buck
Niggas get touched don't step to this
Represent my set with this tech on a death wish
Tell em come and test
And the rest it gets hectic
Making you a speck and busters gotta exit
Walking throught the streets selling this crack shit
Packing several gats cause i'm on some pay him back shit
Niggas don't wanna try me
Bitch you'll get shot down
Now i'm packing a glock since my twin brother's locked down
I'm hot now
So many crooked cops had got shot down
5-o see me on the block and they chalk now
That's what I call a high roller
Send my brother what he needs and some weed to angola
Tell him just be ready set
Pack yo' shit up quick and when I hit be prepared to jet
Nigga from the block down to roll nigga
Every single one got a gun
Now i'm smoked nigga
These hoes about to get hit by the best
I'm wearing double vests
So aim at my fucking chest
I be making straight head shots
Touch the button on the wall you gone feel it when yo' face pop
I can still hear my mother's shout
Hit the pen abel
Break your brother kane out
I got a message for the warden
I'm coming for your ass as fast as flash gordon
We get surrounded in the mess hall
Yes y'all
A crazy motherfucker making death calls
Just bring my brother kane and we leaning
For every minute you start one of y'all bleeding
They brought my brother with a quickness
I kidnapped the cop ready for the sickness
And just as we were walking out
I caught a bullet in the head
The screams never left my mouth
My brother caught a bullet too
I think he gone pull through
He deserve to
The fast life ain't everything they told ya'
Never get much older
Follow in the tracks of a soldier -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenAm I My Brothers Keepershow lyrics
Am I My Brothers Keeper
[Kane & Abel]
Sitting in church lookin at the preacher life is stupid
Should have seen last night got this nigga spooky
And Marvin Gaye would have made Kane wanna holler
I seen a nigga get shot for five dollars
And my grandmamma can't see why I slang crack
Gotta keep clothes on my little sisters back
I'm with three G's in the offer rain when it pass
Later on smoke a blunt with the halves, when the past
In my hood everybody dirt poor
But the preacher come through with the lexus on more more
Wonder if the church take drug money if they know
And I don't know if I live to see twentythree or twentyfour
Fore I go, I pray to god but the devil keep knockin knockin at my front
door
Long as the hood got gats clips and triggers
Martin Luther King couldnt save these niggas
I seen it in they eyes aint no future
Or is it, my boy Half Pint doin life
Sundays is when I visit and damn this shit get deeper -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenAbortionshow lyrics
Abortion
Verse 1 (Abel)
Peep this 5'6'' nigga with more game than Starter
Been pimping these hoes since I was shooting dog water
Call me plastic man cause I pack that plastic glock
Slinging my rocks on my block to the sunrise to the sun drop
I'm bout it than done some shit that God couldn't forgive
Ever since I was that coke baby with two weeks to live
Shit my life is complex think I got a voodoo hex
Busters try to wet me, bitches step get shot up like Malcolm X
You fucking motherfuckers got his pocket full of boulders
You sick of being sober hit me on my motorola
Drink Cavassi A straight out the bottle counting g's
Why you counting on the lotto
Fuck ya'll is my motto
Hit the streets make my ends rocks hidden in my M & M's
Bitch this ain't Whodini, ain't no motherfucking friends
Niggas average while caine be deadly like miscarriage
And if it come to it I'm gone put one in your cabbage
I'd rather steal to get paid like Shaquille O'Neal
Soon as I drop my draws all of ya'll old ladies gone kneel
Getting deep getting funky like some rock star coochie
I'm jigging player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang
(Chorus)
My mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Cause I done so much shit so much gangsta shit
>From every crime from drugs to extortion
I know my mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Verse 2 (Kane)
I roll with No Limit cut throats trying to stack C-Notes
Wearing green and white Nauticas and Mecca polos
It all started my cousin got 'em got some heroin from Puerto Rico
We call it ?? and snorted by a lot of people
Going to the place where danger awaits me
I never knew my moms but if I did she probably hate me
>From small time hustling to sticking up dope spots
My grandma found a 100 grand stashed in a shoebox
She kicked me out sent me down south where they be balling
Got a 100 got 200 on a trip to New Orleans
They used to love that weed like it's they only child
Now they got the naza cocaine it got 'em wild
This child was born a twin seven minutes from my brother
No visions of my dad wouldn't recognize my mother
And now I'm so obsessed with this money I be earning
I'm sicker than the fucking Germans
All I see is green like Erick Sermon -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenLet's Go Get Em'show lyrics
Let's Go Get Em'
[Chorus]
Let's go get em' let's go get em'
Let's go get em' let's go get em' dawg [x2]
[Kane & Abel]
My click is killers
In the line of fire in a pack of stuff affiliated mob figures
Down with mortal combat camouflage soldier rags 44 mag
And you wants to die when we ship bags and hold tags
We rolling up and we holding up
Boot up or shoot up and get that jaw swollen up
Killer please give me some gangsta shit know the click cock it back
Kane & Abel bout that combat bitch
[Soulja Slim]
Go get em' with split em' don't bullshit em'
Hit em' with a round now the tank split em' split em'
Don't let a nigga catch you slipping we camouflage
Killer connection committed armed surprise
Duck and die for the buster but I'm straight as a crease
Heat seek don't sleep when my trigger finger tweak
Bloody bodies in the streets somebody call brand nino
Cause seeing dead gifts make my day card
[Mac]
Now what y'all know about Mac cause I'm murder murder
Flip em' like Burger King workers be flipping burgers
And I'm finger fucking till them niggas bust back
With the hollows it's been more dead then the others around follow
Now bite the bullet and swallow
I was tattooed with a broken wine bottle
Never die that's been my motto since 14 lottos
Got to get em' before they get em' cause if they hit me I'm gone
Skinny niggas don't love long with a bullet in their bones
[Chorus x2]
[Big Ed]
Now when I say Big Ed you say assassin Big Ed assassin
What's up what's happening
I keep my trigger finger blasted tank ready to roll
Picking up soldiers from rich now bringing them to the N.O.
Nigga I'm bout mine I got nines wiser up
Swolled up tagged up tagged up not giving a fuck
Nigga I'm wit' it to bring the ruckus
Busting if you touch this a No Limit soldier still got more dick than
busters
[Fiend]
It's a disaster blast em' specialization retaliation
Fuck who I'm facing boy bring the caroltation
Consultation begins to happen when I'm rapping
We gon' see who really asking when my hammer gets to smacking
Attacking and lacking my every vocal creates a checking
I should have been got that high control before lyrical seconds
I'm the insider probably the baddest
Greens cornbread and cabbage
Mr. watch me hit em' lit em' about to go get em'
[Mia X]
Here comes the biggest mamma baby what you wanna do
Tank full of riders military minded soldiers
Hitting you with that hater ain't gon' get up now mo' for sho'
Combat where they at alright alright lets go
Now you gon' start it when your click is weak
When it's on we gon' give that ass a chance to retreat
Verbal heart but we could take it to the streets
Get em' up pull the thangs shoot em' up see yo people root em' up
What what run on up and as a matter of fact
Watch me put that ass down like a flag
Call the colonel yeah cause we some warriors
Dropping and stopping hollering lets go get em' nigga fuck we got em'
[Mystikal]
When it's gon' go down it's gon' go down
What's gon' happen gon' happen
Cause y'all know these T.R.U. niggas capping and slapping
We packing and macking
Y'all niggas be slacking and lacking
We smacking and stacking
Uh oh we blasted and laughing
Where my fucking money at is what we be asking
Busting on backstabers is how we be acting
If I catch you ass down is one way to put it
When we get it's gon' be banned from TV footage -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenJealous Againshow lyrics
Jealous Again
Featuring Master PMia X
(Master P talking)
haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood
should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it
I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga
The mothafucking Ice Cream Man in this bitch
Master P in here with my girl Mia X
We bout to lay down some shit once again for ya'll motherfuckers
We bout to lay down some rules
And we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya
-Ready to blast on ya bitches
-With this gangsta shit
-watch your back nigga, my little niggas Kane & Abel
-some of ya'll know them as double vision
-but ya better realize once again it's on
-TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla
-Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet
-Notice I said swishy sweet nigga
-When I do these fucking 187's, murder
-Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there hustling bitch
-Rolling on triple gold
-But niggas don't give a fuck about none of ya niggas
-That ain't real, that ain't true to the motherfucking gizzame
-But ya niggas that's bout it bout it and all ya real niggas out there
-Ya'll gone feel this shit cause it don't get no realer than this
-Once again it's on nigga
(Kane & Abel)
Introducing the mafioso of New Orleans Kane & Abel balling
My gangsta shit sell like Air Jordan
Ain't that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Tyson
Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes like Peabo Bryson
Latinos counting cinos I murder Al Pacino
What these bitches boosting up shut them down like casinos
Getting murderous like the Menendez brothers
Dumb mothafuckas banging these hoes without no rubbers
And busters hate me like some bump weed
Cause babies dropping out they old ladies looking like me
Sporting Tommy's and Polos weed blows out my nose
Never sweating in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes
Who run this Master P, KLC slanging birds
So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves
Born a crack baby grew up to be a g
Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD
Like a second line gangsta niggas with 9's follow me
MC approaches I bury those cockroaches
Buck buck I got you fucked up like angel dust
In gacks we trust cause niggas bleed just like us
(Chorus)
Its time to get the gack again
Cause pussy ass niggas getting jealous again, again
Its time to get strapped again
Because them nappy head hoes getting jealous again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical rhymes at all you playa haters
Fade ya made ya bow down to this slayer
Lady alligator still wetting up your earhole
With harmonizing gun blows still stomping out the NO
Hoes talk that shit but clear the way
Because they know I'm getting richer and bagging chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay
Mia X gots to flex and leave them hanging diamond rocks
?? be banging my name is reighning
I'm slanging this with No Limit
So you can talk that shit you raunchy bitch but just remember
Who finish, me running with these look alike niggas
The bad girl behind the trigger getting wreck it's the 9 sister
(Kane)
Rolling 4 deep strapped in the black Montero
Shorting bright like Alfonso Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto
Give me no heroin baby roll blunt after blunt
Fuck around and roll a thousand swishes in one month
You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of death
Had a dream I got stressed and blew up your whole project
Ask Mia X got bookoo checks
I'm like them got to get them papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers
Hitting switches avoiding bitches and them playa haters
And it's time to get strapped again
Kane & Abel got the gack and we back again
(Chorus)
(Abel)
Take away them chains and pain
What remains ?? the king keep a 9 in his grave
I seen so many soldiers I swore it was Beirut
Them gang signs salute, clack clack they shoot
The south coast you bleed if you wanna succeed
And I can have your fucking head in my lap for 10 g's
And you can ask the governor's name it's nigga please
And even out in Cali Sam Sneed recognize me
Take it to the streets cause that's where I'm from
And niggas with gold teeth no I ain't the one
Niggas give me what you got I ain't got a fucking thing
And back in 91 I jack bitches for medallion earrings
So crappy headed nappy headed hoes get back
Cause it's a 10 to 1 chance that you might get smacked -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenI Ain't Runninshow lyrics
I Ain't Runnin
[C-Murder]
Motherfuckers always wonderin why this nigga winding up dead.
Why is this nigga dead.
It's because motherfuckers out here is stupid.
They giving to it some motherfuckin body.
They cross a nigga.
And they dont watch thier motherfuckin back.
Niggas gonna retaliate.
You cant cross a nigga without gettin it.
Cause a motherfucker realize that.
I aint runnin.
[Chorus]
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we strapped
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and they gunnin
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we strapped
I got beef with some niggas on the other side
Them fools cross me, now somebody gotta die
I got the twins in the lex with the black tint
I told em bust if you see a motherfucker flinch
I guess them busters wanna see if the tank real
They wasn't satisfied when they homie got killed
I aint banging on no motherfucking tape nigga
Test me and I'm gonna celebrate your dead day
I can't sleep when my enemy is looking for me
I'm paranoid niggas tryin to take my soul from me
But I aint runnin I'm a look em dead in the eye
I'm a real nigga and real niggas dont die
[Chorus]
[Kane & Abel]
Hot lead at your head at the speed of light
Cant outrun a bullet, you goin die tonight
It aint right but thats the way its gotta be
The circumstance is the murderman dance
Me and my brother made the world pitch black ready for combat
Automatic gats for weed packs stay strapped
Playa some niggas came but everybody aint able
Dick hard starin at a hundred G's on the kitchen table
They say my status turn to casualties when i squeeze
Hit em up with two two threes, bodies scatter like the breeze
Fatal injuries, i feel sorry for your mother
But i got this motherfucker fore he got me get em
[C-Murder] -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenGangstafied Forevershow lyrics
Gangstafied Forever
Featuring Mr. Serv OnO'DellSilkk the Shocker
[O'Dell]
Gangstafied foreverforever
Gangstafiedya ya ya ya ya
[Kane & Abel]
What's up to all my peopleKane and Abel is back
Down south hustlerssoldier haters and jealous busters got me strapped
Got bigger paper now so I gotta bigger gat
Slangers and head busters ride burbans and lacs
Pleaseevery brass for the tank love (ya heard me)
Cause soldiers respect soldiers and soldiers respect thugs
Like Slim say, hundred ground drum in the AK
If you don't respect the rap sheet, we don't play
Got fand in Japan who love this ghetto rap
Got to holler at Master P cause he put us on the map
Kane on attack, wont you let me hear the click clack
Represent your war stay hard soldiers in combat
[O'Dell] (Kane & Abel)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
[Silkk The Shocker]
I'm a G-A-N-G-S to the A (gangsta)
I'm a gangsta ass nigga, huh I don't play
Don't make me act a motherfuckin fool
I couldn't get a job I had to settle for robbing niggas I got too many
Tattoos
That's how I slug my drugs at, hang where my thugs at
Give a fuck on niggas stay real, you stay real, you gotta love that
[Mr. Serv-On]
I'm a G to the A to the N to the S to the T to the F to the I to the E to
The D
You know the S to the E to the R to the V always ready to cock to the
Glock
Niggas drop to the pop, nigga this tank block
Pushin that ass to the four to the O, niggas know this N.O.
So feel my pain niggas know the game
Down with Kane & Abel a hundred G's on the T to the A to the L to the A
[O'Dell] (Kane & Abel)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
[Kane & Abel]
I hit the block gat cocked down to do some thangs
Talkin bout the white change, we can move some thangs
Mr. Abel Mr. Kane remain TRU to the game
Decked out on the cut with the platinum frame
Meet me at the motel choppin way on the scale
Caught the dirty ghetto mail on this highway to hell
Wo wo, the po po's kick down the door
Caught the cash yay low now they searchin for more
No peace in the city where the soldiers dwell
Fifteen years old war stories to tell
Well
[O'Dell] (Kane & Abel)
Gangstafied forever
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (TRU, damn it feel good to be a gangsta)
Gangstafied forever, forever (feel good to be a gangsta) -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenBlack Jesusshow lyrics
Black Jesus
Featuring Master PSilkk the Shocker
(Master P)
Like 2Pac saidonly 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 fucked up for me
And my familyworked so hard but can earn a decent salary
These bills keep whooping a nigga ass
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 fucked 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 motherfuckers giving out free barbeque
Lock a nigga up for life and say fuck 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 fucking another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me murderous like John Doe
Bitch ass niggas trying to play me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round sucking 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 fucked up
Allah, tell me why this world so fucked up
Black Jesus tell me why this world so fucked 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 it's crazy it's 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 it's 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 -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenSoldiersshow lyrics
Soldiers
this goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers)
At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there
representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up
bout it bout it rowdy rowdy
Slodiers, Soldiers, Soldiers, Soldiers
huh nigga what I'm a soldier (we soldiers)
huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
All I wanna be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)
I'm a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier
[C-Murder]
I'm a no limit soldier 'til i'm dead you can't worry me
i represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me
TRU on my back initiated in blood
bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
you could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
and you could I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
forever TRU i'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
if I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga
huh nigga what we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
[Master P]
nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers
nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents
we packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's niggas
follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I ain't Donald Trump
but I keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'
huh nigga what we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
[Silkk the Shocker]
let's get ready to fuckin' rumble
I'm a No Limit soldier nigga that's who
tank around my neck represent respect nigga
bout it full of fuckin' tattoos
am I ??? its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier
drug dealers real niggas and thugs
'cause I'm bitch I'm a soldier fool I thought I told ya
ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range Rover
against all odds Tru niggas don't fall nigga we ball
nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws
you don't wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag
about ??? throw up your soldier rag
nigga when the tank come through put some depth
in you motherfuckin' step
fuck the rep I'm a soldier toldja that's 211
[Fiend]
War war in this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier
you could tell by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed
its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
I'm a No Limit spar wanna get it on
when your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn
was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people
ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I'm lethal
they gone understand how to keep us so planned
and how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man
we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
[Mac]
and to them fake soldiers below the street lights
we watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches
diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto
will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes
tell my hoes I never rest 'til they murder my foes
when a cop done shot when a cop done dug and I watched
them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge
makin' sure they didn't blast me
when I die bury me in my camoflauge 'cause I'll be down with
my thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over
we gone live and breath soldiers
[Mia-X]
I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes
criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
its the biggest diva mama cat off the top
open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got
what no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face
rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face
none nigga don't you ever come fucked up
tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net
Miss X be the one Tru soldiers call mama
drama regulator lyrical lady alligator
fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do
bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru
huh nigga what we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
[Big Ed]
steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut
??? get out the way niggas duck nigga what
guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there
with this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where
oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank
have niggas fight on who gone shoot you
Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were
gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops
[Kane & Abel]
when the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up
my military comrads don't give a single solitary fuck
pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf
my warriors want more war mentality drug dealin'
fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings
P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin'
spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'
come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen
WE SOLIDERS
huh nigga what we soldiers
huh nigga what we soldiers
[Mystikal]
I'm a buffalo soldier smokin' dolja
.45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer
march there with my army I get marched over before
you disrepect me you better server a hundred octobers in Angola
who as you were bitch stay still lay low
you better fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O
I'm marchin' with my AK one two three
ya'll niggas wanna be like us but it ain't gone be -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenKane & Abelshow lyrics
Kane & Abel
[Hook]
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel, and who we thuggin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again
Kane and Abel, who is this
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again
[Kane & Abel]
We are, Most Wanted
We are, Most Wanted
We are, Most Wanted
We are, Most Wanted
[Verse 1]
How many niggas you know can do this here
Come back with something new like this here
Everybody sayin' "Damn them boys blew this year"
25 mill my brother makin' 25 too this year
Let me tell ya how we gon' do this here
Number one song after number one song
Hoes stare at us long cause our paper so long
Niggas gon' do us wrong cause our click so strong
It's on now, we just tryin' to pay our dues
And park our Lamborghini's outside the House of Blues
Tell the police move, givin' these hoes and these haters the blues
Fix ya face dudes we ain't tryin' to take ya boo
We been rappin' for the longest fool
Since Tucker fucked Sweets on Lou at the Beau Shamboo
Now the East Coast respect us too
And them gangstas on the West Coast, they know we true
And them Midwest playas got much love too
But we represent the South and we do what we do
And the thugs and the dealers that we ride with too
And if you ain't bout cho' business then we gon' ride on you
We are
[Hook]
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel, and who we thuggin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel, and who we ballin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
[Kane & Abel]
Money goes straight to you know who (Who we ballin' with)
Money goes straight to you know who (Who we ballin' with)
[Verse 2]
Feds tap my phone, follow me home
Baby goal was the year, lil' daddy it's on
We gon' live it up till the last penny gone
Like Shaq in the paint, gotta take it up strong
Caught a dope case but we bouncin' back
Now slangin' these tapes like an ounce of crack
My boy Killer Black doin' life in the pen
Told me "Watch them ho ass niggas call they self ya friend"
Po-po make a squeeze they gon' turn ya in
Don't wanna see the twins in a brand new Benz
Got game on them dog hoes that's for sho'
How far, only God knows how a nigga can go
Take the game how it go never take it slow
If I fuck one ho, I can fuck some mo'
Niggas know we ain't no snitches, they know we ain't no bitches
Dust two niggas from the ghetto, handle business
Yeah, for sho' Most Wanted
Yeah, who we is
[Hook]
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel, and who we thuggin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
Kane and Abel, and who we ballin' with
Kane and Abel, who y'all want
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
[Kane & Abel]
Money goes straight to you know who (One time)
Money goes straight to you know who (World wide)
[Verse 3]
This is for my niggas that be on the block
Still hustlin' everyday tryin' to make shit pop
From the niggas with the sawed-off, K's and glocks
For them hoes that's so tight they can't be stopped
We don't really give a fuck if that's ya hair or not
Just do it baby, stick it baby, shake it and drop
Four tires, eighty inches of chrome hurtin' ya dome
In Vibe magazine with a silk shirt on
Come on, let me show ya how the South Coast rock
Wanna get what you want gotta use what cha' got
Shorty don't stop, I like it like that
Got big country legs plus that ass real fat
Down South, everybody wanna live large
Big money, nice hoes, nice clothes, big cars
Ghetto superstars, ya know who we are
Most Wanted won't stop till the world is ours
Yeah...Most Wanted
Who we is
[Hook]
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel, and who we thuggin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
Kane and Abel, who y'all want
Kane and Abel, who you ridin' with
Kane and Abel strikes back again (Most Wanted)
[Kane & Abel]
We are Most Wanted, Most Wanted
Yeah, yeah -
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Get Cha Mind Right
Most Wanted presents Kane and Abel
My nigga from the basement on the beat
Get your mind right BITCH!
(Chorus)(2x)
Get your mind right ya dig ya heard me bruh
Get your mind right ya dig ya heard me bitch
Get your mind right ya dig ya heard me bruh
Get your mind right ya dig ya heard me
(verse 1)
It's your boys Kane & Abel we need no introduction
Known world wide to get them niggas buck jumpin'
Keep the club bumpin' til it's hype hype
Get that mind right
We rollin' with some killers that'll put it in your life
Alright we down south hustlin'
Niggas steady bustin'
Got the trunk shakin' like you broke somethin' when we cussin'
My hood to your hood get the tape let it blast
When you up to no good with the black ski mask
That ass might be next if you niggas don't respect us
Get your head bust if you ever try to check us
Ridin' with them thangs so pigs wanna arrest us
Ya dig Ya heard
That's how we talk in the third
And give a fuck when we com get out the way you'll get mixed on
We sick sick keep a extra clip if it's on
Let it be buckin' at the enemies
Strictly bout that combat if you ain't strapped then you better be
(Chorus) (2x)
(Verse 2)
Uh oh it's me again on the fukin' beat again
Pull out my heat all you creeps gon' retreat again
You got no balls talkin' shit with glass jaws
You gon' stop pause and shit in your drawers
I take it to the streets 'fore they take it to me
And make my way hustlin' on the block with D
Comin' from the gumbo where the choppers blow
Niggas senior citizens at the age of 24
Nigga what you know? only what i've seen
And when the mack 10 screams
There goes your dreams
Go on 'bout your business if your quick with your lips
Cause when I hit you with this you gon' toss your grits
Comin' out the dirty south where playes pick they caskets
The one with the mouth run the fastest
When I blast this
We got our own thangs
So respect the game
Or take ten steps turn around and bang ya heard me -
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Gangstafied
[Chorus]
Mo B. Dick
We Gangstafied (Yes you know, yes you know ,yes you know)
We Gangstafied (This is for the real tru Gangstas)
We Gangstafied (Yes you know indeed)
We Gangstafied
[Kane]
Wasn't never no Mama I wanna sing
It was mamma I wanna slang
So I can show off my gold chain, gold ring
Roll through the hood on them gold thangs
Now it's world war 3 in them streets
Ain't gone never have enough police
Picture I relax, relate, release
Like this all my homies rest in peace
Disrespect this, put youin the mix
Whopping out that tec grip
Running through your click like busting on you like death wish
Spinning your head like the exorcist
(*Smack*) that's a death kiss
Viscious, foaming at the mouth like rabies
Aint no good cause in my hood we was doing bad like crack babies
(Scandalous) Like Robin Givens
(And dangersous) Dead that's how we living
Shiesty, like ganking the offering up out the church.
Putting in work spitting game on your Boo
Like when that rem and hennessy got me hurt
I'm tru
Taking everything you got with that infared dot on your knot
Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J-L-O-C on cock
Gangstafied like them chain gangs in the Pen
P-H at your own risk, cause fool to the tip you'll be gone with the wind
Playa
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Time to chop some game with the ballers
It ain't about slanging keys flippin half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little patner got 25 years for 2 rocks.
Myblock be crazy my homey pushing dasies
Never had a chance to see his unborn baby
Aint that sad black rolling in the cadillac
4, 15 woofers bumping behind I'm hitting him in the back
Dead, who gives a damn cause when you gone
Aint no coming back to my homies that dead and gone 2 stones
Label me a thug like Pac,
Cause I done got the world hooked on ice cream I mean these gangsta rocks
I'm slanging these tapes we banging
Steady hanging on the block
Keep product in my socks ready to rock
Open up shop cause it all good (all good)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Mr. Rogers of the neighborhood
I'm bout it, rowdy, gangstafied
[Chorus]
[Abel]
It wasn't never no Mama I wanna sing
Down here it's mama I wanna gang bang
Wearing that red and blue start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer back (That the last)
Live fast and watch them die slow
You know I really wanna say is that they don't car about soldiers
Falling asleep behind the whell in the Range Rover
Can't remember the last time I was sober
(Whoop Whoop) that's the Po Pos
Gotta watch those,
The got some nerve talking bout the supposed to protect and serve
Took my money and my herb
Every player that on my team got a laser beam
Knock your head off, steal your dream
Not first you sure, ain't nutting nice serving fiends ain't what it seems
What the south about, big money, big guns and those big booties
I be that soldier you looking at that, judging me
While you do you jury duty
I put my hands on my bruh and we still live
Cause No limit soldiers survive gangstafied
[Mo B. Dick]
Soooooo, sooooo, soooo, Gangstafied -
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Tryin' 2 Have Sumthin'
[Master P]
Check this out twin, wanna hit me on a beeper
when ya'll ready for that nigga, I got.
Huh nigga what? (You be coughing this shit up)
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine
Herion and Weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs
[Chorus]
Tell......Me
Huh nigga what?
I'm just a nigga in the dope game
Tryin' to move cocaine
Herion and weed
And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs
[Fiend]
Who was the first of the brothers
who said no bottle, because a
They crossed a bird
Had to get his hustle on with rocks and herbs
From the curb, I observe
Making tunes, I would be getting Benz and Jewels
You niggas give me room
Before I bring a lots of doom
I be soon to wearing time
17 and getting heavy
Seven fingers like off to find the relly
Oh my felly, my belly
Full of fast food
Cuz I know that cash rules my life
To like as twice as the nights
I'm living, Try my life
Fully rusted, Is a chance to get a cop busted
But I stick em' and break it off
So the rest won't test me
Luckily, Never sticking my business
Til' these hoes, And I give my friends living tears
Like my department store, C'mon
(Uhhhhhh)
[Chorus x2]
[Kane and Abel]
Picture me and Fiend chopping up a half a key
Twenty-Bitches you asked for them, 2-52 for me
I'm bout to get into thuggin', muggin'
Yeah this O.P. chuggin'
You can find me in the hood
Tryin' to slang something
I serve a million Fiends
For million dollar dreams
B.B.S. stretch Lex, Bitch I'm bout my cream
Thunder Weed and Sex
More crack than cracker jack
Silkk, 100-dollar, Tens
Please tell my friend he be right back
They say we hold it down
Like we paralized from the neck down
Slang from sun down to sun down
Smoking A Pound
[Chorus x2]
[M.P.] (Uhhh Nigga this a muthafuckin' 211
don't make it into a 1-80-7 you heard)
[Kane and Abel]
This a kidnapp, Don't make it a killing
Put a game til' the game's over
Soldier, Ready and willing, I be letting dissing
To get paid with a gyps of AK's
If you looking for revenge, Better dig two graves
Playa, time to drop some game with the ballers
20 A grams, OZ's, To A balls to quaves
My hustle never stop, uh
Block to Block, Like a nigga sittin' on three keys
Till a rock to rock C'mon
[Chorus x4]
[Master P]
Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P
It ain't no limit nigga
Clean your dirty money out to good money
You heard, Tryin' to have a thang
From the motherfucking streets to the world
Real niggas take heat, Bout it, Bout it, Rowdy, Rowdy -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenThis Lifeshow lyrics
This Life
[Chorus x2]
Do you wanna live or die
Break to the sky
You don't want this life
[Verse 1]
Still in the ghetto sit up in there a long time ago
But in my [?] it was the time to go
I got my hustle on in the street had to eat
Knew I was sinnin and I knew you will forgive me
I used to hang out with the thug figures drug dealers
So got love for my hook but you're my loves bigger
Stuck in the county jail pacin my cell
Facin 25 with a L million dollars bail
Thinkin 'what do I believe in, heaven or hell?'
Sometimes the street's stressed do my best but still fail
I grew up poor put in work and got rich
With you in my heart by my side I got some happiness
[?] your life get my life right
Because you're comin like a thief in the night
Dedicated to you for being there for me
Even though my life I do is so much tragedy
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
Did so much dirt in a world so cold
You took my mom and my dad when I was 6 years old
And everything I do I did it to get paid
In time I'm payin for those mistakes that I made
You called Clarence my boy we was in 11th grade
Preacher say you had a purpose for me -I stay
My grandmother told me that I ain't livin right
And my name gon be missin in heaven's book of life
The lady down the street say I'm goin to hell
With every day you let me live it's a story to tell
When my money was low and my hopes was high
I looked to the sky and you got me 'PA
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
Love you more than money in the bank much more than dank
Live without you I can't
I give you prayers and thanks
Ain't no killer in the ghetto better than you
Forever with you cause you're the most powerful
I ain't perfect never said I was perfect
But you put me thru trails and my life
I know it's worth
Fell on my knees in the [?church?] prayin to you
Don't got no gun in my waist I got respect for you
I got no fear cause the Lord you got my back
And we're livin in the final days of the last days
I believe that ain't no lookin back keep the contact
It's dedicated to you for being there for me
(You don't want this life
So live your life right ba-by) [x5]
Life your life right
Trust me you don't want this life
Trust me you don't want this life
Kane & Abel
Most Wanted
Rise To Power
One of the realest songs you ever heard
To the world -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenSnakesshow lyrics
Snakes
F/ Sundown
[* Sundown talking *]
[Hook: Sundown x2]
So many snake ass niggas, who's to trust
Trustin' one of these niggas will get my head bust
I trust in my dog and my gun cause them the one that I know for sho'
Is gonna make sho' got harmed by no one, by no one
[Sundown]
So many snake ass niggas I come around with my trigger
And V and the Sundown, playboy how did ya figure
Ya supposed to be dog, do whatever fuck the stormy weather
If I had beef and you had beef we put the shit together
Which ever was clever, I spoiled to the depths
They wouldn't take yo breath
Without a retaliatin' rippin' someone's chest
Into the flesh, leavin' a bloody mess
Could ya picture bullets flyin', niggas dyin'
Families cryin' cause I thought this nigga was tryin' to take mine
Shit gets better and you can imagine
I got mad love for ya but it ain't that kind of passion
It's the kind where .357 be blastin'
Niggas be duckin' and passin'
Behind the ones I love so much, shit gettin' drastic
I can't have it like I can't have it
Behind my back runnin' ya mouth like that
Get cha' shit straight to the fact
Let's see what the fuck possessin' you to think like that
And where the courage came from for you to pull off that act
[Hook]
[Kane & Abel]
I was brought up by snakes, taught me to survive in the grass
Use one eye to watch your friend the other watch your ass
Let no man be excused from suspicion when something missin'
Listen to his story but when he guilty become victim
Quick descions get cha' post cut short
Get cha' filled with cha' mind, keep it with much heart
Business is yankin'
Fuck with strays and ya family, friends
And money mix like mayonaise and cotton candy
Strangely the roots of all evil
Anything with a life got a price
Could easily be the fruits for all people
If it can't be bought, it can be knocked off for a pair of Nikes
Tight as times is ya mind is ya weapon
Keep it when ya steppin' use it when ya threatened
A blessing from God can never be taken
By the hands of a man who can never understand
You sucker ass snakes -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenShake It Like A Dogshow lyrics
Shake It Like A Dog
F/ 5th Ward Weebie, Partners-N-Crime
[Kangol Slim]
We wanna see you hoes make it wiggle
Wanna see ya make it pop, make it jiggle
Why don't 'cha hit the floor and shake it up?
Turn around make it twerk, now back that ass up
[2x]
[Kangol Slim]
We done walked around with them boys
Kane & Abel, got my DJ Full Pack
Mixin' on the cross faddier and
We bout to let 'cha know
How it goes in the city
Ask anybody, about P-N-C
Be comin' with it, New Orleans, the city where I stay
Where them girls came down on a week and had a block part-ay
Hit the club, made the horn, in about four or five Benzs
Hit the stage, grabbed the mic, and knock the doors off the hinges
[5th Ward Weebie]
Now break me off shorty!
Don't forget about Lil' Weebie
Take it off shorty!
Where they pop shake, fuck
I'll pop it baby, once that
Booty start to wobble, you can't stop me baby
You can do it again, you can tear it down for me!
Show yo thong for me! Back it up
Put it in reverse, and drop it off for me!
Baby I know you love it, cuz that South
Be of the heezy, Kane & Abel
Hooked up with P-N-C and Lil' Weebie
[Chorus-Kangol Slim & 5th Ward Weebie]
Why don't ya shake it like a dog
Wobble baby, twerk it baby
Break a nigga off
Show me baby, hurt me baby
Shake it like a dog
Wobble baby, twerk it baby
Shake it like a dog
Shake it like a dog
[2x]
[Kane & Abel]
I wanna see girls do it
Bounce it, get in to it
I like the way you make that booty jiggle
When ya move it
Let me see how fast, you can make it go
Let me get ya butt naked, hoe I'll put ya in
My video, turn around baby
Let me see ya from the front
Make that tittie jump
I'm gettin' hot, I want some
Let me see ya drop down, get low
Make yo booty pop now, move slow
Pass that cucci to the left hand side trick
Let me see ya slide it, let me see ya ride it
Come here girl, won't 'cha break me off?
Ifyou ain't trippin',
Won't 'cha take it off?
I wanna see you, baby can I met you?
I just wanna freak you,
Without the three,
Most Wanted on the mic so go off
Make it bounce ,make it twerk
Now shake it like a dog
[Chorus-2x]
[Misdemeanor]
I'm from the city, where they take it off
I'm talkin' women, all colors
Straight break ya off
She approach, she a vet, watch her grab the wall
Wobble with it, wiggle with it
Shake it like a dog
Like a dog, wanna see 'em pop, pop, pop pop
Like to see 'em shake, shake shake shake
I like to see 'em back it up
Love to seem 'em act it up
She a pro not a slut
The way she tore it up
Shake it like a dog
Baby, do what 'cha do
Along with yo back girl, do what'cha do
Skinny boy on a fat girl, do what 'cha do
P-N-C, and Kane & Abel, bringin' you somethin' new
If you got a problem with us dog
Well It's All On U
I don't think you won't no static
So chill what 'cha do
Let me get somethin' straight,
Somethin' clear to you
Ya wanna see these hoes wobble
Then do what 'cha do
[Chorus-2x]
[5th Ward Weebie]
I say them South Coast Boy's make ya shake it like a dog
Most Wanted Boy's make ya shake it like a dog
5th Ward Weebie, make ya shake it like a dog
Shake it like a dog, shake it like a dog
Rock with me ohh, roll with me ohh
Shake with me ohh, drop with me ohh
You got to drop it baby
Now pop it baby
Now work it baby
Come on and suck it baby
You got to drop jiggy jiggy drop
Drop jiggy jiggy drop , drop jiggy jiggy drop
Drop jiggy jiggy drop
Ohh, work with me, ohh serve with me
Ohh, work with me, ohh serve with me
You got to drop baby
Ohh, pop baby
Ohh, back it baby
Ohh, serve it baby
You got to walk jiggy jiggy walk
Walk jiggy jiggy walk, walk jiggy jiggy walk
Walk jiggy jiggy walk, ohh ohh
Ohh, shake it off
Ohh, take it off
Ohh, walk it off
Ohh, walk it off
Ohh, serve it baby
Ohh, work it baby
Ohh, serve it baby
Ohh, work it baby
Ohh, drop baby
Ohh, pop baby
Ohh, work baby
Ohh, serve baby
Ohh, shake it like a dog
Walk it like a dog
Break a nigga off
Walk it like a
You got to walk with it, -
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Rise To Power (illegal Business)
(Kane Spoken)
Most Wanted Records is now opening up shop.
'Bout to get y'all niggas hooked on this shit.
What's up to all the fly niggas and bitches that love this gangsta shit.
You knew we wouldn't disappoint y'all.
Every hood, every project.
This from New Orleans one of the realest cities on Earth.
From the dirty south to the motherfucking world.
Kane & Abel!
(Verse 1 - Kane)
Do this for the soldiers with the bourbons and lacs
High rollers smoke big weed burn cool by the pack
Watch your back New Orleans is a fool like that
Out the blue you crooked punishments choose to jack
You might see me on a cell fussing with my girl cussing
If you see me in the club it's only right we got to smoke something
Don't wanna see me on the street busting like a mad russian
Banging niggas up like percussion need to turn it or crush em
Not for nothing ladies love it when twins be rapping
Taking titties out their bra they drop their g-string
Got our own company so come to us for the D
But that depend on how royal you want the hustle to be
It depend on how ployal you want the hummer to be
Don't trick give you the first hit for free
I know you missed us now we returned to the game
Still gangstafied bitch we invented that name
Ain't about to let no snake lay me out my chains
Cause i raised the stakes and put a stain on your grave
Underestimate here's the murder advice
A straight coward be the first one to take your life
Stop hating decide to get your own game tight
Cause i ride in the morning rather ride at night
Slide my flow get dough like Leo Dicaprio
Play your watch out gangster the rap Vito
(Chorus)
Illegal business controls America
Gonga business controls America
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business controls America
(Kane & Abel)
Who got the D (We got the D)
Who got the D (We got the D)
(Verse 2 - Abel)
Sleep-walking with a tech-nine respect my mind
Mr. Able, Mr. Kane make your life rewind
Seek and find anger in the words of my breath
If you can find danger after every step
Run a mile with death and see who win the fucking race
Sexy bitches get excited when they see my face
Got indicted on a case ain't stressing a bit
Boss Player pass the weed (Nigga hit this shit)
Bitch eliminate stress with sess get it off your chest
Take off your vest dance to the death
Spill blood for my beliefs cause that talk is cheap
Knock out your gold teeth when i branish the heat
Firearms stay warm like a tropical storm
If it's on it's on Kane & Abel remain calm
(Chorus)
Illegal business controls America
Gonga business controls America
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business controls America
(Kane & Abel)
Who got the D (We got the D)
Who got the D (We got the D)
(Chorus)
Illegal business controls America
Gonga business controls America
Cocaine business controls America -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenQuick 2 Bussshow lyrics
Quick 2 Buss
[Verse 1]
We Most Wanted, strictly seasoned the premises
Twenties this nemesis sent first to finish shit
Been in this state of mind, since I was bout 8 or 9
Baby you can do it, take ya time
With pity mind you'll find ya future lookin' dim
Red ants don't put in the work, we puttin' in
I'm swishin' that trey eight to ya face, play with my cape
I'm a half a day late and all ya people gotta vacate
Or face the fury of a two nigga jury
That's gon' handle ya hard and bury ya in a hurry
Do you wanna see, ya must trust
Cause you can't apologize enough to make ya sorry as ya gonna be
Me, East Coast born but Down South raised
A wild nigga that they just can't phase alright
And I'ma go off all night
Like a dope fiend, baby I'm crazy and all hype
Ya made it a dog fight
And fightin' a pit bull
I lock on a nigga by the throat till I get full
I wish a bitch would come at me crooked
I slapped the pistol out the hand of this gun happy rookie
[Hook]
I'm quick to buss, speak a lil' louder, nigga what
Shit like that can get cha' touched
No mask on, it was us, we murderers
[Verse 2]
I'm bustin' the dope with my flashlight, it's gon' be alright
Say ya gotta problem with me, we settle this beef tonight
See this knife in my hand, no it's not for show
And this playin where I'm stayin' gots to go
You gots to know I ain't a ho
And I'm down to prove it
Even if I have to put cha' in the ground to do it
Come around me stupid
I'm quick to get cho' fuckin' mind right
When I'm firin' ain't no time for no hind sight
Fuck a, fuck a, fuck a pussy bitch in this mother
They beg when they suffer but tell that to the fish in the gutter
Nigga, my mind is focused and my patience short
I'll bust the locest nigga with chu' as I'm takin' his heart
I'm facing the thought, it's hard to put ya finger on me
But I'm ready for war so you can bring it on me
See me only with my twin, walkin' with a suitcase
Two head, four eyes, killin' niggas, tossin' dimes, two face
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
Oh you's a dead man walkin' talkin' that shit to me
What I hit chu' with gon' do more than split cha' teeth
We disagree, then fuck, ya dig, it let's part ways
Cause money has strange ways, I'm splittin' abruptly
We don't take no off playas
24-7 mashin' niggas what's happenin'
I'm fixin' to go back and blast em'
Takin' my action, in my own fuckin' hands
Fuck playin with these children, I'm a grown fuckin' man
Understand, we holdin' our weight around snakes
Two small ass niggas with two big as plates
It takes more than an army to stop me
Cause I be bustin' busters gone till they knock the brains off me
Stop these niggas, they do it cause they bitches
And I do them with the quickness and they ain't witness
Vicious, a slangin' every day rider that's on chrome
And I don't compromise what mighty gone, our money on
[Hook x2] -
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Only God Knows
[Kane]
See this here, this is somethin' serious right chea
I want all y'all ignorant niggas to listen to this
Not preachin' or teachin', but somethin' that y'all need to know
[Chorus]
Only God knows the truth
Only God knows
Only God knows the truth
Only God knows
Whisper in my ear when my casket close
When it's my time to go, take my soul out the ghetto
[Kane]
Nowadays niggas kill, at the drop of a dime
There be wars and Pulitzer Awards in the last time
Killuminati comin', I read it in Revelations
A one world goverment, United Nations
Penetentaries like concentration camps
Visa Cards and food stamps turn the microchips in ya hand
I don't understand in this land I'm from
It's like the rich get richer, the poor fightin' for crumbs
We some killas of our own kind wit nines
The white man pimp us everyday and we don't mind
Crack kills the mind, but life kills the soul
And your time to go, is somthin' you can't control
The government designed a system, keep 'em mentally inslaved
Control the population, outbreak, and AIDS
The media keep niggas divided and confused
Poison us with the food, and give us drugs ta use
Keep you in the county, used niggas actin' like fools
Runnin' 'round like y'all ain't got nuthin' ta lose
[Chorus] x2
[Abel]
I know what you sayin' Kane
[Kane]
What?
[Abel]
Feel my pain
Test of time, put stress on the brain
I learnt ta do my hussle at the age of fourteen
How ta stack that triple beam, servin' stones ta fiends
And it was only for tha style, all I got ta slangin' dope
I was broke, ask my boy for weed
He said he only had coke
Ever since they been husslin', always went ta find a car
When I die put my name up on the wall
On my casket write, "fuck all of y'all"
Remember Kane, those ladies used ta beat us, at tha foster home
Since the age of sixteen, we been livin' on our own
My momma pregnant wit us, shootin' up tha heroin
Nigga from ya zone, grab that dirty Chrome, it's on
Got two rocks left, prayin' that I make it home
Cause only God knows tha truth, only God knows -
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No Turnin Back
Listen to me young soldiers, salaros the laws of the street
You know the law enemies stand side by side
You can either kill em now or wait for them to return and kill you
Remember this city's like gold you sell it at yo price when your ready
But the most important thing neva take sides with anyone
Nunka against the family
[Kane]
Agh! it's been a long time we shouldn't of left you
Still in the ghetto with some metal with some metal to wet you
No Limit killers dealers warriors mo niggas to step you
You bitches I disrespect fuck you and forget you
I play the game I with go we take them ho's to that other level
Down south niggas still we known fo chopping ki's
In grams bagging quarters in bundles, niggas mumble and rumble
Soldiers strap fo G's fo combat in the jungle
That's my brother Mr. Abel I'm Mr. Co-Kane thug
Life in the rain, tank still on my chain( ya heard me)
Cock together if you bout that ain't no time to explain
Ain't no talkin I'm mustin, take no shit I'm bustin
Knockin niggas out make some motherfuckin Robutussin
Somebody pray for me 1 ney 7 2 11 ain't the way for me
For several street thugs strip me fo murder tactics
Hit the gold ranga practice(nigga) the plastic get drastic
Bout the casket don't hesitate to pull a trigger and waste
My lawyer worry bout the motherfuckin murder case
And how you gone make moves with out killers behind, find out
You fucked up I'm gone leave you fucked up where I find you
Fear for my own life want hesitate to do you
Cause hesitation makes a niggas worse fear come true
[Chorus x2]
Cause ain't no turnin back, somebody pray for me
Cause penitentiary ain't no place fo me
Cause ain't no turnin back some body pray for me 187, 211
Ain't the way fo me (no turnin back, no turnin back)
[Abel]
Get killed in the dope game God forbid
Chasing money and street fame God forgive
Slang heroin and cocaine in hands of kids
Why niggas die young in this life we live
Just a young nigga hustle on the block fo cake
Bring yo crew and you kiss yo mama at the wake
Duct tape, death kiss on yo ankles and wrist
Don't give em no shit they came fo the bricks
On the project steps got nothin but time
Tryin to phase the world with a vest and a nine
Give me mine this crime a fast forward yo life
Never press rewind cause these niggas ain't right
On a paper chase, caught a lil' case
Po Po hit me with the phonebook in my face
Mama crying real tears cause her son disappeared
Didn't budge when the judge said 50 years
[chorus]
[Kane & Abel]
Niggas ten years old already they killers
Ski mask tech nine gangstafied the realest
Real niggas gone feel me, fake niggas gone fear me
A hundred No Limit Soldiers make it hard to get near me
So watch what you say nigga O.K. nigga
I then fired down the pen on the motherfuckin A.K. nigga
Fully automatic when I grab it
Want static I have to pull yo pistol ain't no time to panic
Fo green or geed killers dive by gats -
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That's How It's Gon' Happen 2 U
-That nigga done fucked with a nigga from the ghetto
-He don't know who he fucking with
This one goes out to the murder capital murder capital of the world
(Chorus)
At night they robbing and they killing and they jacking
And when you slipping g that just when it's gone happen
So be best to watch your back and keep your gat close
Before them No Limit Soldiers peel your cap hoe
Verse 1 (Kane)
The heart of a human is evil like a Damien
Every man born crying bucking ready to die screaming
It's the rapping grim reaper that heavenly got you scratching
Gone off that peter oding on some aspirin
Kane & Abel back in that ass like return of the dragon
And on Friday the 13th I'm a play Jason
Pops mad tripping like if I was freebasing
Nightmare on Elm Street I'm gone play Freddy Krueger
Creeping on your block be like masked with the rueger
If I pull a wicked's Child Play I'm gone play Chucky
AK now you coming out some money
Check the dictionary definition of a hustler
Best to chill or be chilled we got more drama than Blockbuster
Clack clack pull it back that's when I rhyme in the chamber
Down with No Limit whipping on haters like some Power Rangers
Ten plus seven in the click, got a death wish
How you gonna get with this
Man I'm cooler than eskimo piss
Catch me in my candy impala getting none
Couldn't live my thug life cause it was tatted cross your stomach
Now I'm feeling good got weight circulating through the hood
(Chorus)
Verse 2 (Abel)
it's on robberies like they balling and they g's
True players for real ask Master P
Creeping up on me, I'm the one that did this to ya, put that ass in
surgery
Pimping like my name was Pretty Tony, phony busters wanna murder me
Picking 'em up taking 'em up to Howard Johnson's
Kane & Abel get the money like we bail bondsmen
If this is Halloween I'm a play Michael Myers
You could smoke a bag of smoke but I bet that sticky get you higher
For the love of money had to kill you like Radio Raheem
Do the right thing or these 17 put you in a gangsta lean
Or laying in a pine box cause the drama don't stop on my block
That's how it happen to you -
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Tell Me What You're Lookin' for
Chorus: X2
Tell me what you're lookin' for, what you want?
Look inside my trunk you can find what you want
[Kane]
1008 grams in the trunk, that's a Kilo for you punks
Kane and Abel in this bitch, gettin' rich as Trump
Blowin' skunk on the I-10 to New Orleans from Houston
Alsmost home, hit Gotti on the cell phone
Get some B12, get out some pots
When I get there we gonna cook and chop these rocks
It's a never ending game, and my hustle don't stop
It's a devestating pain when I use my glock
[Abel]
Chrome duce dutton and a chrome 600
High as the fuck, but we can still get blunted
TRU niggaz don't talk, ya yap, ya get punished
A hundred G's cash in the stash (all hundreds)
Nigga bout to wreck shop
Post it up, on the high block, rocks and my polo socks
Just a young nigga hustle out the trunk for dough
Got the chip, flip phones by the corner store
Chorus X2
[Gotti]
I got the properest product
From the weed to the board to the pluck
Some chip phones to 6 shot chromes, so what's up?
Step in the cut
Don't let them feds no what's happenin' with us
Because they love to bust a nigga nuts
And have me hard to wear some handcuffs
So I keepin' my eyes open and my mouth shut
I only fuck with my gambino's
Cause everything that I do is illegal
From racketeering to casinos to choppin' weight
With my nigga Fino, me, Hound, and Kane and Abel
On a highway, cell phones on hopin' the feds ain't listenin' on three way
They tap our frequency
So we got to watch what we say, from New Orleans to L.A
We got money to make, Gotti, I play for high stakes
No mistakes involved, cause it could cause us to fall
Snitch nigga, catchin' slugs, ain't no love from us thug
Told me guns, or blood
So nigga what?
Keep that shit on the hush
[Full Blooded]
And step to the breeze way
Niggaz with me to take it easy
I won't, but I can't face death when you squeeze me
Put the automatic glock, up inside the clutched fist of a mask man
Ski mask man, yeah man, doin' bad man, cash man
I'm hound out, play my hood, hit blasa
Pass the herb, hit the curb, and I, leave 'em tied up in knots
First night murder, that's how we do it, that's how we did it
Who did it?
You know your boy, ? that run with No Limit
It was in some, white camaro, fuckin' window was tinted
They had noise in it, they had P boys in it, they had toys in it
Full Blooded
Niggaz gonna respect that there
I'm a No Limit soldier
I can't neglect that there
Give 'em camoflague on my duty
Hand me the keys to the dooley
Give me a bullet proof, 2 PK's, when these niggaz wanna do me
About this here, head bustin', throat cuttin'
Finger funk type shit, give a fuck nigga, smoke somethin' -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenStraight Thuggin'show lyrics
Straight Thuggin'
Gangsta
(Gangsta)
Gangsta
(Gangsta)
Gang-bangin' murder with the killin'
Stackin' Phillys to the ceiling
Bloody body chillin', can't fight the feeling
Now I'm a Chi-Town building
And I'm rolling with New Orleans
What the fuck enemies gonna bring to the table?
I'm gonna train to slain you
Rollin' with my gangstas Kane and Abel
In pain can you sustain them cables hooked on your back
Who got you charged? Wanna get the mac off guard?
Nigga I don't know you so you better come hard
Get your nieces, nephews and cousins
Takin' bunches all of the sudden
Who them niggas thats southern?
All the bullshit haters talking, I ain't stuntin'
We're gonna be ballin', never fallin'
Rollin' hundreds in a 600 Benz
Steady stackin' ends hit the block on ten
Rollin' with the twins merciless thugs, bustin' off slugs
So your family didn't know where you was
Breakin' the motherfuckers off for the set dub 2000
It happened to lack for the love what?
No fear strike first, gonna roll, strike first, don't fit
To the death, gotta ride till we die
We the one, then if you gotta try
Hollow points gotta fly, so holla bye, shorty don't cry
Hold yo chest up, you about to get touched
That's what you get for bein' a hoe
And fuckin' with niggas like us
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin for what
Gansta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better strart runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin for what
Gansta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
Real ass niggas let's break some bread together
All you fake ass niggas y'all gonna be dead together
Niggas could never understand what the tec would do
Turn all you smart mouth motherfuckers in a vest of bulls
In and out, in and out my bullets havin' sex with you
I'm triggafied niggafied, my niggas ride, I do
Bitches got no class like a substitute teacher
Disrespect that ass, take off my rings and beat ya
If I catch you doin' bad, I got that right to heat ya
Put some tens in yo meter, twist that cap like a two liter
What on Earth would possess you to push me, take off your skirt
Bitch show the world your pussy
The kingpin most wanted kid run this gangsta rappin'
Down with each other for life, bitch it was bound to happen
Haters start yappin', niggas bound to start cappin'
Kane and Abel in this bitch now it's time for some action
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin for what
Gansta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin for what
Gansta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
Sole' hot pussy down for my bitches and shit
Thug niggas slug niggas for they riches and shit
Tight pussy bitch got these niggas lovin' my shit
Cock it back, rob you blind while you toungin' my shit
Motherfucker I'm the baddest bitch, gonna get you for dope
I snatch up and blow and lick you while I get you for more
And you ain't no droppin' fellow when I get you and go
Kiss your lips then I kill you while I'm fucking you slow
(Bitch)
My brigade bring the fury of storm I'm hot while you warm
Excelling niggas, reaching they norm you was sworn
Motherfuckers wish they never was born
Sole' bless the mic niggas legacy worn
What, associal right handing my shit
Commandin' my shit, blaze the land with my shit
Red zone motherfuckers they was standin' my shit
Spittin' like these niggas, they ain't understandin' this shit
(Bitch)
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin for what
Gansta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
We're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
Gangsta, we're straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Straight thuggin', straight thuggin'
Gotta get 'em all by the dozen
Better start runnin' if it ain't no lovin' for what
Gangsta
(Gangsta)
Gangsta
(Gangsta) -
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State's Evidence
F/ Ghinn, Skandalust, Boss Player, Tommy Two Face
* send corrections to the typist
[Intro]
State your name for the court please (Ghinn)
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
And nothin but the truth, so help you God
(Fa'sho fa'sho)
[Ghinn]
Hard times of makin niggaz brains thrust
The way to make it now a days is have to trust
And bust a motherfuckaz head, if he steps wrong hit'em
A one man army, niggaz swarm me, I'm gonna get'em by my self
I don't give a fuck if I live or die, I'm creepin
Mac up off da shell scoapin, threw these evil eyes, suprize no moakin
Nigga do or die, don't try I'm floatin
On this genuwine verl potent, nigga you watch fun and gloatin
Gonna take you down when I starta pokin
See I don't fuck around niggaz, I ain't jokin is I'm smokin
How many niggaz wanna test, when it comes to brakin motherfuckaz necks
Now who's up next, you wanna try me my triggaz the flow
Fuck around and die nigga proove a hoe, nigga throw
[Skandalust]
Nigga bring me da pain nigga, I still shine to
You bitches block my path, from one angle I still came threw
Appreciate da gal blocks bitch, you set up on me
Cause every hour or three, decrease me kins by three
I know you bitches feel me, so stay da fuck out my path
Cuz you don't wanna feel da raft when my nerves done got bad
I wanted more then all I ever had, she'd tears for it, years for it
So don't think ima bust ya fuckin chest for it, make you stress for it
Crystalization so far you talk shit, now what you face'n
Still ajascent, to my brother Jizz, who fucked dem niggaz who be hatin
When I spit be like tornados, da last game of craps
Most wanted keep a bitch straped
[Boss playa]
I'm hell risin, thug livin, just look at my life
Doin shit dat ain't right, get'n devious in the night, flight
Servin fiends wit pipes, everything straight but not quite
Tryin to get paid, bustin to make it to the light
My life is full of crackheads
Niggaz dat blade, niggaz dat dead, some of'em players
Some locked up by da FED's, for bread
I'm goin all out
Most Wanted aim slugs in my mouth, real criminals ain't from down south
What you bout, I bring, bullets sting
They reign, when I come to bust your head, niggaz gon know it's a thing
And they wonder, when will there ever be peace
Never, drama increase
Slugs released from boss playaz on the streets
[talking]
Your honour, the state would like to call their first witness to the stand
Tommy Two face
[Tommy Two Face]
Murders the plot, attack is the plan, revenge is the motive
No mercy cause they got loaded pistols, his head exploaded
Now how can I walk the block wit ease,
When niggaz is ready to cock and squeeze, make you stop and freeze
You watch and see through these streets are like a war zone
So I speak in a raw tone
No longer as a G.I. Joe, nigga we all grown
So wont the fact that raps it bring riches,
When my enemy pull it, hope that every bullet misses, this is the dark days
So now welcome to the dark age
The place where the hearts rage and my strength the sparks blaze
Raise my marks, worry everytime I leave and fear that I'm next to bleed
Hope'n she ain't the next to greive
God believe my intensions was good
A thick crew, a vest a gun or two, is the best defence in the hood
Now could it be a nigga straight thuggin and stay dunkin
Triggers we stay huggin
Agony stay commin, motherfuckaz
If I'm goin down, I'm takin niggaz wit me
Like Kane and Abel
[Kane and Abel]
Watch me load my guns, a bit of sun, to the beat of the drum
I was born bought off and wrote off since day one
Con straight off da triple beam, wit this lyrical sceme
Mind designed like AV-9 wit an infer-red beem
I revail an unseen click and quick to serve them fiends
The meanest niggaz besta stay quiet, when we droppin
I wanna hear pin drops and rats pissin on cotton
Writin niggaz is plottin, leave'em forever forgottin
Most Wanted ain't stopin, to all the cuffs unlockin
And my niggaz runnin out the pen, gun cockin and poppin -
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Somebody Gotta Pay
[Hook x5]
Somebody gotta pay, I been on this block all day
Tryin' to get off all this yay
[Verse 1]
I'm the boardman bitch but let me tell ya how I came up
Cooked a lot of that raw, never sold that fake stuff
Cutthroat cha' if ya try to bring me some harm
Don't look at me wrong cause I'll be bustin' ya long
Blunbt smoke with the rocks in my mouth, see all dirty
Gotta see my P.O. tomorrow on a hot Thursday
But today I'ma make it bump around the way
I lay K off in the grass so ya better not play
If ya just jumped off the porch I'ma slam ya
If ya talkin' crazy nigga I'ma have to handle ya
If it's real I can serve ya, we can do a little business
Keep it on the low when we straight I'ma hit chu' with that issue
As long as I got narcotics make me richer
Before I stop I'ma blow up the block this year
[* Explosion *] (x7)
[Hook x5]
[Verse 2]
Do I have to speak any further
Fuckin' with me and my loot then it's gonna be a murder
I creep in ya house like a burglar
Do you really think it's a game, you lame
When bullets flame you gon' be the next nigga unnamed
What cha' heard, my click can't be flamed, crazy in the brain
Yes we do get into this hustle so don't fuck with out brains
On the block is where I hang
In the same fit for three weeks
For this goof that steal my money race like a track meet
On a Friday ain't no heat, only if you got beef
It's about to be a X for nigga tryin' to hit a ho with that bare meat
In the streets it's known that we got em' anything can happen
I'ma make it so the crack and rap and hustlin' is happenin'
[Hook x5]
[Verse 3]
I jumped off in tha game back in 96
Nigga hit me three bricks, nigga post that list
Servin' Boxcar Ramone, that nigga was kissed
I used to give him two stones just to test my shit
Got my first piece of pussy in a project hallway
Pussy to the gun play, we can play all day
Smokin' big weed, keep my conscience clear
P.O. bitch touched me now I'm back on a tear
I can't wait to see them niggas when they see my face
Give my lawyers six figures now they droppin' the case
When I was small big niggas on the block would ball
I had to look up to em' like they was 20 feet tall
Fuck y'all I'm stack my tips, take these hits
Fuck a thick bitch in a brand new six
Now it's Friday, like a ho to do it my way
Only do the speed limit and a third on the highway -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenGhetto Dayshow lyrics
Ghetto Day
Featuring D. Marshall
Kane: See in the ghetto
When thug niggas die
We Ride
The whole hood ride
You gonna ride if you a soldier
You a soldier ain't cha
Abel: Hell Yeahnigga
Kane: Then you gonna ride
For the ?????
D. Marshall
Chorus: Just another ghetto day
Another soldier died today
I'm praying that the clips in my AK
You know we gotta ride today (X2)
Kane: I just got word that they shot my Nigga
Sit down on the curb and pray it's not my Nigga
If It's Tru, you know what we gots to do
Wrap the glocks in the chopper
Cowards gone get they issue
Cause
Aint no respect for life where I live
Niggas will get revenge
But they wont forgive
Retaliation gone happen in New Orleans
We send that ass to the morgue
Time to donate them organs
They ain't gone care if lil folks or
Ol' folks out there
And as if my standards
Gone be down
When that gun smoke clear
Cause a man a different man with a gun In his hand
Or a bag a dope in his hand
Turn that man to He-man
Roll down the window when we see them Niggas(Damn them niggas)
That be with them niggas
Don't get shook to pull triggas
Put some fire on my gat
Make no eye contact
You busters killed my fuckin nigga
And he never comin back (never)
Chorus (X2)
Abel: I watched yo son throw a rose as They lowered your casket
And God only knows I'm a get this bastard
When he killed you
He killed himself
Straight Drama
I'm a spray even if he standing next to my momma
Remember
We used to chill in the project cuts
Drinking hennesy and smokin till we both Throw up
Your old lady used to fuss
Cause we hang to much
I broke the news
She hung up
It was just too much
Tellin your momma you was dead
The hardest thing I ever did
So tonite it's mo drama
When I ride for your kid
Chorus (X3)
TRU soldiers gonna ride for you -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenGreen Cornbread & Cabbageshow lyrics
Green Cornbread & Cabbage
Featuring Master P and Prime Suspects
[Master P]
What's up niggas and bitches (ugh)
We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at
Making fame)
Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex)
It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla)
All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar)
Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions
(trillions)
We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up)
From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest)
To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast)
Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla)
Hoes in the club showing love ask Tela
I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes
Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla)
Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer.
Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks
Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack
Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling
Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen
And I came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa
Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power
Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south)
Got killers watching my back with that gold in they mouth
Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking P
Agent c station
Should I say player hating (player hating)
Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to hell niggas feel me
It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me
Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla)
Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers
Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys)
Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds
I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what)
Big Boz got that AK nigga and that's real
Rolling in that Rover (Rover)
Smoking on that dolja (dolja)
A No Limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us
Niggas got green (green) fuck cashing checks
Hooked up with three niggas they call them Prime Suspects
Now a nigga got the shit gangstafied like Kane & Abel
Niggas got more clientele than niggas got cable
But niggas tru to the gizame
Niggas slanging them bizangs
My best partner Andrew Jackson, Ben Franklin understand
Chorus
Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4
[Prime Suspects]
Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke
Snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show
But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough
It's them little green guys a nigga can't get enough
Zoned out like Kujo ain't sleeped in three days
On an all night flight trying to get rich paid
In the shade on the L.A.P.
Where your nigga be
Never taking and sure who I be (ooh wee)
I be the nigga with cheese
O.Z.'s to keys stay hundreds to G's
Putting these hoes on their knees
Cause they bout that green cheese (pop that phone)
Chorus x4
[Kane]
Bitch show me the money I'm on top cause I got rocks
Cause I got scrilla No Limit got enough paper to buy the Lakers
Fuck the haters I hate to kill him fake the realest
I know God never sleeps
When you die you sew what you weep
I still move ten boroughs a week cause a nigga gots to eat
Don't feel my teeth
Mamma turned 5 into 10, 18 to 36
My triple beam gangsta lean
Thousand eight that be the weight
On this motherfucking grip it's the lip
This paper got me rich I'm sick
Quick to run up in that pussy with a hard dick
Ghetto boys starting ghetto wars
Took a little scrilla the killer
Wait starting late in the hood got me paid scoring like Reggie Miller
Representing like a senator
When I'm on the block (woo woo) then again
Smoking hay bitch a hundred down like predator
If you got my rocks then I ain't got no fucking check
[Abel]
Fuck you nigga pay fuck your lady
Fuck your mamma fuck your baby
Rolling with P on the D bout to be gangstafied
Honey drop top white Mercedes
It's a 144 pounds 148 with the 4 pound murder
Niggas they call me drama
And them hoes they call me Ike Turner
Popos 75 dice till the trying to get the shipment higher
When talk they coming up short
Give props and I ain't forgot motherfucker
[Kane & Abel and Master P talking]
Master P, Prime Suspects
Yeah bra humbra go get your money nigga
I got it ugh trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
Nigga trying to get them greens, cornbread, and cabbage
This goes out to all my real niggas
North Carolina, from Milwaukee, South Carolina, Columbus, Ohio,
Louisville, Georgia, Alabama, to the A.T.L., Cleveland, Ohio,
New Orleans, Detroit, Texas, Cincinnati, Florida, Nebraska, California,
Chicago, Indianapolis, Mississippi, New York
To the motherfucking world to the world
We after them greens after them greens
Cabbage and cornbread
Dollar greens humbra humbra
Y'all haters need to be pissed on (suckers)
Y'all can't stop No Limit -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenGod & Gunzshow lyrics
God & Gunz
Featuring Mac
Got my nigga Mr Kane aka Stephen King
Black rain putting niggas in a bodysling
My nigga Mac the camouflage assassin
Putting niggas in the motherfucking uhn
You want some motherfucking gangsta shit nigga
Verse 1 (Kane)
Fuck Batman niggas in my hood be robbing
Clips and techs stole my soul like the Angel of Deathdrama left my
Mama sobbing
Fucking with Kane catch embalming fluid in the veins
Better off having a ?? on cocaine cutting your fucking brain
Anger, and keep a round live in the chamber
Its clear and present danger
Who the bitch made nigga banger
Living United States of America bullets break the sound barrier
Shook niggas down to dick licking when I bury ya
Verse 2 (Mac)
If it's my fast life, then hit breaks and slow me down God
Cause uptown many dead bodies was found God
On this island that runs along the Mississippi River
When ain't no need in looking in debt cause he deliver
Fuck strangers, I know niggas who kill family members
Your life is unimportant as Christmas is to December
And heroin has got niggas on some of them demand shit
Some loaded mack 11 in the hand shit
[Chorus]
Nigga, have you ever seen the face of death
Nigga, have you ever heard the word of God
These hollow tip bullets be hot like the sun
Don't trust no one but your God and your gun
Verse 3 (Abel)
Bitch listen to the words of the south poor righteous teacher
I'm a die with hate in my eyes
Smoking some reefer with the grim reaper
Cause niggas on my block is ignorant like Sasquatch
I cook rhymes and beats like baking soda with rocks
Its hysteria when I left your whole block red like ketchup
Still running from the popos, but them hoes still can't catch up
Don't give a fuck, smoke that sticky til my soul get high
My spirit already dead, waiting for this body to die
Cause I'm a thug, who the fuck you second guessing
Niggas gone learn they fucking lesson
When my smith and wesson change they facial expression
Niggas I'm blessing check God's creation
Mind deep like revelation, murder, hustling my occupation
Verse 4 (Mac)
Affiliation from my nation got niggas pacing from here to Russia
Stone crusher, I keep crew under pressure
Never settle for lesser the have nots running from crab cops
Slanging slab rocks to pay the mad locs
And lay me down to sleep with my heat
Plus some sneakers on my feet just in case my window locks are weak
Peace is cool but there'll never be
My mack 11 got you holding more glocks down than Heather B
[Chorus x2]
Verse 5 (Abel)
I'm going out for the paper til it's time to meet my maker
Straight soldier from the cradle to the hands of the undertaker
Son I came to glock battle with kerosene oil
So the shit don't jam and murder plans don't spoil
Spirits that read the bible pray to black jesus
Necessary for survival so you niggas can't see us
Verse 6 (Mac)
When the sun sets I'm at rest
They got bullets to penetrate through your proof vest
I stress holding peace, slipping let dying my nigga El puffing a L
Crack sales create clientele in hell
Street life what we were giving it
Living it ain't no positive in it -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenDon't Give A Fuck About Chashow lyrics
Don't Give A Fuck About Cha
[Hook]
I don't give a fuck about cha'
Ya know, I'm just tryin' to get that pussy out cha'
Ya know I'm the one ya should be lookin' out for
Lil' ho but I'm still gon' do good without cha' for sho'
[Verse 1]
I got too many hoes for you niggas to know what to do with
Still but always got room for a little bit
Cause I do shit niggas only get to see in movies
Like lay in the tub and let three bitches do me
All of em' top notch
That's the only way to ever lay in my spot
Nigga, cause I got bitches on the East Bank, hoes on the East Coast
A-Class bitches with big pockets and deep throats
I see no reason that they come with no vision
Once I get into position, they changin' their religion
Listen, I don't trust em' nigga I don't love em'
Play like I'ma get a rubber and switch her with my brother
What the fuck them hoes think this is the "Love Boat"
You at a motherfuckin' gangsta's crib, we cut throats
We tag team em' till they can't stand up (But all my girls do)
And what, and what
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
It takes a nigga like meee
To run the right geee
I put a bitch on her kneeees
Before I break out with the cheeeese
Boy I work strip clubs from New Orleans to A-T-L
Up in Houston shootin' game on gay females
Clientele bring me mail, partner livin' swell
Gorilla pimpin' pussy sells, nigga you can't tell
I pimp a bitch until a motherfucker pass out
In front of that hotel room waitin' with my hands out
If she don't come to the door with my cash out
I reach back like a pimp and knock her ass out
Don't think with ya penis become a genius
Hoes be double teamin' send em' to the fuckin' cleaners
Let me catch you in my pockets lookin' for my wallet
Soon as you got like an eye out of socket
I tell ya, you could do bad all by yourself
So I could leave ya broke ass off in the Melf
Bitch I'll take ya fuckin' last, add it to my wealth
Then I scratch off, laughin' to myself
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
Now, now, now, now
When the wrinkles on my hand and the wrinkles on my balls
Spit the type of shit that'll make a dog bitch fall
To her knees so quick she'll get skid marks
Lick a nigga dick from daybreak till it gets pitch dark
Ain't no beatin' around the bush
Besides ain't no slackin' in my mackin' ain't no eatin' around ya tush
Look, the game that I spit will make Orphan Annie quit
Talkin' that tomorrow shit and just lick a nigga dick
It's all good in the small hood
I don't think you know how many hoes one call could
Get me but ah let me clear my throat, uh uh
Take note playboy
I'm low (Hey baby) I'm bumpin' through ya hood soon
But I don't want cha' cat the mack just wanna shoot cha' Moon
Grease it down with ya finger
And all the way through with my trusty sidekick stinger
Click, dip from the phone booth
Next thing I know I'm under ya ho under ya own roof
And I'm in there like swimwear
Do ya think him care...yeah -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenCount Your Onesshow lyrics
Count Your Ones
F/ Boss Playa, Fiend
[Boss Playa]
Uh, bounce uh uh
Bounce uh uh uh
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
[Hook 1: Boss Playa]
Still live but I want shit liva
Things hot but I want things hotter
I gets high but I like to gets higher
Forever hustlin' don't ever wanna retire
[Hook 2: Kane & Abel & (Fiend)]
All my killers (Bust ya guns, bust ya guns)
All my dealers (Count ya ones, count ya ones)
All my bitches (Catch that cum, catch that cum)
And all my niggas say (We ain't leavin' till we get some)
[Verse 1: Abel]
Bitches say my niggas be lowdown
In the game where niggas get broke down
Smellin' like a pine, police put me on the ground
Mama tellin' me to slow down
They wanna put me in the jailhouse
Hoes wanna give me that good mouth
Gettin' so high, leanin' to the side, me and my homies smoked out
We real like Ewing, 25 years, 6 months and 7 days
First day we get out, got rocks in our mouth
Cause nothin' pays like crime pays
It's no excuse, keep rappers real loose
And I'm slangin' both they sisters
Took his wife and ran up in her, even took they mama out to dinner
In the limo with that babbage, smokin' on some of that good shit
Haters all out to try me, I be packin' that thang with two clips
That's deuce sick, I like em' thick, brown, yellow, or redbone
If you ever need some dick call Abel on the phone
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
[Verse 2: Kane]
Niggas wanna start that bullshit, well go ahead with that fool clip
The way we floss, the way we shine got chu' niggas lookin' stupid
We ruthless, no talkin' bitch let's do this
My left and right fists bust lips and you get em' off nigga to this
Gettin' paid like we Jewish, gettin' laid like we do flips
Police raids like we move bricks but we too legit and too quick
This D.A. lookin' foolish
We next in line to shine bitch, bogardin' with that iron shit
My nine'll leave you spineless, get back or leave you mindless
It's Mr. Kane the scientist, next time I do you tryin' this
Cause my flow is relentless, that's why I drive expensive
On these haters like suspension but try to go against this
You can't win or beat in
I'm goin' for that neck like a pit in a dog fight
The battle's not a hype and ya shit sounds alright
I'm not a killer I'm a dealer, get cha' fuckin' mind right
[Hook 2]
[Hook 1]
[Verse 3: Abel]
It's a shame my niggas be shiesty, in a game where niggas step lightly
Hoes don't like me, niggas wanna fight me, gettin my dick sucked nightly
Po-po wanna know where the dope at, I wanna know where the smoke at
In the car at the store, lookin' for the Trojans
Tryin' to fuck some hoodrat
Judge say "Son why you do that", now ya gotta go and do five flat
Next time I catch you slangin' crack, I'ma have to send you right back
It's like that but it's like this, life in the fast lane die quick
No matter where you from, bust ya guns, when niggas bout that real shit
[Hook 2]
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2] -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenCall Me When You Need Someshow lyrics
Call Me When You Need Some
Ugh, call me when you need
Plan B you ain't trippin', you heard me?
You Bonnie I'm Clyde, let me rob a bank at night
And go between them thighs holding like Sam
Cocked it like a tech 9 take it off safety and won't jam
Now I got you loving me your boyfriend's mugging me
But thugs ain't tripping keep on hugging me
And tell me how you want it an we can have sex from
6 o' clock to 7 in the morning, some say I'm a sucker for love
But the hardest niggas need us so blame I'm a thug
Now regardless pull out the red carpets when I come through
Never tripping making our ghetto wishes to come true
Don't blame it on the hangover, blame it on the Benzo and Lorenzo
And the way I spit game when it's going past ten
I got to be in it like a nympho so here's the keys to my ride
And if you 'bout it my flight arrives at five
Plan B everybody needs one
(Can we lay all alone?)
Plan B call me when you need some
(Doja burnin')
Plan B everybody needs one
(I don't see nothing wrong)
Plan B call me when you need some
(Is it cool to fuck?)
Plan B everybody needs one
(Do you think you can love this thug?)
Plan B call me when you need some
(When you want to get closer)
Plan B everybody needs one
(Fiending for this ghetto love)
Plan B call me when you need some
(You can't get enough)
Maybe it's the Hennessey I want to give it to you
Have you screaming No Limit Soldier when I'm finished with you
Now turn the lights out ain't nobody here but us
Girl your body is hitting you got me feeling some lust
So many playas in the ghetto you don't know who to trust
They tell you riding with this thug might be dangerous
Now sip the champagne hit the green let me play with your hair
Take you to Victoria's Secrets pick out something to wear
In the clouds of smoke making jokes we getting blunted
Getting hot 'cause you like the TVs in my 600
Keep it on the low don't tell your man we done it
I put my 9 on the dresser and let me undress you
Plan B everybody needs one
(Can we lay all alone?)
Plan B call me when you need some
(Doja burnin')
Plan B everybody needs one
(I don't see nothing wrong)
Plan B call me when you need some
(Is it cool to fuck?)
Plan B everybody needs one
(Do you think you can love this thug?)
Plan B call me when you need some
(When you want to get closer)
Plan B everybody needs one
(Fiending for this ghetto love)
Plan B call me when you need some
(You can't get enough)
Kane & Abel, Silkk The Shocker, Master P, Sons of Funk
Go run and tell your girls 'bout a night with a soldier -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full Screen3-2 Murder 1show lyrics
3-2 Murder 1
(Chorus)
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
6 million ways to die so I chose
3 2 murder 1 lyric at your door
Verse 1 (Kane)
Lyrical buckshots to gangsta hip hop got to stop
Fuck crooked cops got this glock so try to stop
Explicit I'm on some I'll shit God is my witness
Watch a nigga get killed with the quickness
Kane & Abel will leave your ass hurting with this pump
Wrap you up in a shower curtain and dump you in the trunk
?? wanna cuff me like ??
The bank robber crew come thru drunker than a motherfucker
Caine run thru in your brain watch your body drain
Cut your legs off for half-stepping in the game
I'll snatch you, hurt you with this tech and this mac
Pumping on your chest won't let you take another breath
Bloody murder is the issue
Watch these hot missles kiss you
Splatchering your brain tissue
Its Kane with fire I pour gas on you and lit you
I'm getting paid off the services of AK's
I'm out here bad I know niggas who got grenades
That's how it is in New Orleans
Niggas don't go to school in the morning
You get popped without warning
Everybody and they mama in this fucking game
Little g's get fronted QB's from Ben Thomas
?? workers keep on coming up short get shot up
In the knees
My gradmama watching the news waiting to see my face
And if I catch case can cola
Cause she don't understand slanging quarters
Cause I gots to be a baller
I smoke that cess smoke
The fire getting higher cut your fingers off
And biting bitches like a vampire
Living fantasies like Mariah
(Chorus)
Verse 2 (Abel)
You was the victim of a deadly plot you got shot
You fucking blood clot your face popped
Pick up the pieces
On Kane & Abel get blow deceases
The murder rate increases
Talking all that shit couldn't let that shit pass
Sewed up your lips put the hot curling iron up your ass
Bitch show some sense here respect
Fear of penatentiary ?? will put your clic in check
What's this, bucking hoes in my clothes
By my Cutlass, wanna be thugs is trying to buck this
You miss, you bests to be in before your curfew
I murder you sipping brew just like my St. Ides commercial
My gangsta ass weed make your nose bleed
Smoke these damage your eyes you be standing like Chinese
MC's take off running as I
Grab the mic sweating like Rambo machine gun
And I'm macking on your hoe macking on your little sister
When I get stressed
Send both them bitches to the ?? switchers
The SKS hit ya make ya bloody crime lab pictures
Breaking niggas apart like Kevin
On the ground when I come to town
Niggas better get the fuck from around
(Chorus)
Verse 3 (Kane)
At funeral shows dead niggas got the best hoes
They shows fearing us got they face froze
I smoke a Newport sniffing embalming fluid
?? myself up to do it
And when I did it you gone get it
Sitting, gripping on my tech and it don't sweat
I can feel the devil's hot breath on my neck
Buck buck to your ass get you numb like Teddy Pendegrass
Fiening for quick cash, how long this shit gone last
Bucking to your chest like David Koresh
Make you stank like doo doo
And got hoes who know that voodoo
Kane & Abel is the name and now you know the pain
2 to the brain for being greedy to the fucking game -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full Screen'bout That Combatshow lyrics
'bout That Combat
[Kane & Abel]
Throw yo weapons, grab yo gats
Killin this time for combat
Knockin gnats off niggas head
Deliverin these murder raps
Play who wants to play?
I don't play, I'm a soldier game over
P hold ya doja, hot bullet scold
That 4 5 holder, put that ass in the coma like ebola
A sneakin sow killings
High blood count, capital contract blood spillin's
Maniacs egnite like dynamite packs
Click, clack, 30 minute gun fights, with gats
Haters run like track
Intimidated to bust back
They would bow down, we throwin down, thats how we react
Get thank, gonna stop the tank
Kane & Abel bout that combat
Muthafucka thank we ain't!
[Chorus:]
[Soulja Slim]
We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
We bout that combat, bout that combat, bout that combat
[Full Blooded]
Da Hound from Gert Town, you niggas act like they don't know me
No claimin, nigga done shit back in '94 with P
Down South Hustla, muthafucka
Murda, murda, murda, pass me my murder weapon
Shit gets scary, when the lights tur
ned out
All these li'l muthafuckin rounds cryin
Murda muthafucka, get wiped out
Hit the flo', get low, which y'all know how to go
Left, left, left, when the impact
When to this muthafuckin cho'
Respect my mind, is all the fuck I ask
Fuck the down south be a Island
Rest of the world be a blood bath
I'm to fatal, I'm givin facial
Give a fuck about a nigga
Givin your life for my paper
I was born for this type of shit
All I gotta do is tips
With two glocks and 4 clips
I'm full blooded, when I first met him I shoulda wet him
Did got a side of a soldier
So your playin like a hoe bra?
[Chorus]
[Soulja Slim]
Nigga, nigga.
Nigga get face down on the ground, don't move a muscle
Oh I bust, and flacktal you, I's tucked you, I shows no remorse
I got this Mag 9 and takin all body parts
Fatal thoughts got me jumpin to conclusions
In that war, keep fuckin up my mind and shit, havin me confusin
I don't know what my do's and don'ts
What the fuck you want, a couple of shots, or get dumped
In the trunk nigga, get a li'l somethin to sink you ass down
Donk you in the realver, after you give us
50 G's, a couple of key's it's all good
You understand, say you understood
I'll be representin, betta hold that noise
Fuckin right, I'm bout that combat, I'm a soldier boy
Nigga, lay it down on the ground that's what I said
Muthafucka don't talk, we just want the bread
Nigga -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenYes Indeedshow lyrics
Yes Indeed
( Kane talking)
This what it's all about once again huh.
Fucking and sucking once again you pissless trash.
You get on that block, you make my money.
You make my money good you pissless trash.
Chorus (Kane & Abel)
Only real niggas roll with me
Hit the block gun cocked, nigga pass the weed
Hustle we'll never knock, recognize the G
TRU playas indeed, TRU yes indeed
Verse 1 (Kane)
It's foolish how they be lovin that niggas shit like a bitch
Makin them cut off your light switch when that trigger finger itch
Nigga it's my life, it's fine like that black Spice Girl
Bitin they lip when they taste this dick, no trickin, diamonds and pearls
My niggas hard like sleepin on a steel matress in the hole for thirty days
Police on the payroll cause they know that nothin pay the way crime pays
Fuck you up like the little burn in Kool-Aid if you can't get paid
Get trapped in the one way, ready for the gun play,
Bullets get sprayed with no delay
Chorus x2
Verse 2 (Abel)
Smokin that herb when I get disturbed, hit the streets like dice on the curb
These bitch ass niggas get served, it's no word, these haters got some nerve
A nigga named Master P told me hustle till I'm dead
Pitch black, catch a heart attack, like Fred I paint the whole town red
Hunt my foes till they casket close, spit on they grave, fuck they hoes
Ain't nothin no love like a black rose, might hit they mama with a four four
They call me Mr. Abel, my brother, Mr. Kane
Stay TRU to the game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the fame
Come on
Chorus x3
(Abel talking)
Mr. Abel, Mr. Kane.
American Meat, '99 nigga.
Any nigga that fuck with us, foolish as a motherfucker.
Like we said on the last motherfuckin record. -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenWe Got That Candyshow lyrics
We Got That Candy
Once again, two of the world's most wanted mobsters
(Most Wanted) Kane & Abel and I ain't say rappers niggas I said mobsters
[Verse 1]
You can have these Pop Rocks, Now and Later's
Fiends buy Blow Pops to smoke em' off that jawbreaker
Fuck the law maker, soon as I wake up
Sellin' Skittles on the block for a lil' paper
These haters like gummi bears but these cops is worse
Aimin' slugs at my shirt wanna see a Starburst
It hurts to see my click comin' up
This candy bad for ya teeth bitch you better brush
A big piece for cheap sweets, ya can't get enough
Good-N-Plenty, Lemonheads for y'all hoes to suck
Twist a buster like Twizzlers, might come up missin'
Get that Tootsie Roll and rap when I start to trippin'
Candy, Candyman on the set, paper was missin'
[Chorus]
I been slangin' candy (I got that candy, got that candy) all night long
I been slangin' candy (We got that candy, got that candy) all night long
I been slangin' candy (I got that candy, got that candy) all night long
I been slangin' candy (We got that candy, got that candy) all night long
[Verse 2]
Uh, always seen with jelly beans, sixteens and a dreams
To the fiends for haters, jawbreakers in my jeans
Satisfy ya sweet tooth if ya got the loot
Life Savers bulletproof if we got to shoot
Got Snickers for niggas, cavities for killers
Sellin' pounds of Mounds and all y'all real dealers feel us
If they pay 100 Grand the time is right
Might could catch a Butterfinger, might drop ya life
Twinkies on the Benzy, got it never too many
Good-N-Plenty got them honey buns goin' for twenty
These niggas wanna know how many licks it take
If ya come with sixteen you can have the whole plate, we got that candy
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Got all the Zu-Zus and Ju Ju Bees you need
We gettin' rid of candy like it's Halloween
Trick or treat for my sweets, turn the streets into a murder scene
All about the glaze and the cream, gettin' paid off the fiends
Like you don't know what candy mean
Tell the police we got away that's all I seen
But ain't nothin' sweet when we hit the street
Got sticks of licorice for you vicks to eat, we got that candy
[Chorus] -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenThrow Them Thangsshow lyrics
Throw Them Thangs
Featuring Magic
[Kane & Abel]
Yo KLhook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane & Abel
Gangstafied gorrila shit.
We start tightin up on these niggas like a nigga been doin.
[Magic]
Niggawe got the whole no limit motherfuckin family representin.
Them niggas Kane & Abelam I my brothers keeper.
Got that fuckin tank around your fuckin neck niggafuckin right.
Nigga.
Chorus
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
[Kane & Abel]
My hustle's still sick, set trip, bullets spin niggas flip
Hot slugs hit, that's it, rip that ass like some pump dick
Feel respect from my balls I don't pause for shit
I'm quick to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch
Drive by, four niggas thinkin like they the shit
Bye bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain
My game is worth more then my weight in cocain
Don't wanna get wet, but bitch don't go outside in the rain
No Limit, we get respect for chin chacks and teks
Mob connects, tryin to disrespect, save your breath
Cause I aint met a motherfucker who can do that yet
On the edge of death like we the last real niggas left
[Magic]
Chorus
(My turn now)
Respect my mind I'm ready to war with any nigga
Face me head up I gotta do that the hard nigga
You don't know where drama come from cause I'm with Kane & Abel
Twin motherfuckers that's definately willing and able
Picture the pain we puttin these niggas through
We got bitches hurtin too, we runnin through the whole fuckin crew
I thought yall knew, for any nigga that wanna buck up
Get fucked up, I gotta fortyfive motherfucker
Chorus
[Kane & Abel]
I split em, I hit em, then casket fit em
Left a nigga staggerin like Roy Jones done hit em
When I cock my shit I'm a bust my shit
Scary niggas in your click aint prepare for this
Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this
Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1 6
See niggas so scared casaulties of wars
Hoes flippin through the air like Domonique Dawes
Give me mine plus yours, strip down to the droors
Give me that crome four four, I'm bout to pull a kickdoe
[Magic]
Chorus x2
[Kane & Abel]
This is Kane & Abel and Mr. Magic nigga.
This aint no motherfuckin heckyl and jeckyl.
Motherfuckers tryin to keep it real nigga.
Make a million in this shit.
They tryin to kill other niggas but guess what.
Nigga run up, niggas gonna get more holes then a golf course bitch.
Niggas down south we bout it bitch.
We don't play no games nigga, aint no talkin. -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenThe Possibilityshow lyrics
The Possibility
[Chorus] 2x
You could get it, you would get it
Oh watch ya back 'fore ya wig get splitted
[Kane]
I start this shit off like a kick off
I'm the quarterback
Lookin' for me, you can find me where the ballers at
Where them dealer's at, when I'm most appealin' at
My weapons I'm concealin' that
Bitch I know you feelin' that
Beef with me, I give a fuck about your rap sheet
The only thing that matter is if I catch you 'fore you catch me
Don't care how many heads you bust
How many years you was in the Pen'
I send bullets out my Mac-10, your brain wave gon' end
Don't know how much you like breathin'
But if you do then I'm creepin'
While you sleepin', have fun cuz this your last weekend
Don't wanna do you, it's me and you
What I'm 'posed to do instead of me you dead
Let your family mourn you
It's serious like that, malicious where I live at
Nobody got heart to forgive at
Peole mama gettin' kidnap'
Reality of the South is what I rap about
Shit made us famous, we all them hoes yap about
[Chorus] 4x
[Abel]
This a street enterprise, bitch close ya eyes
If anybody move, everybody dies
Put my life on the line if you singe-time my rhyme
Tryin' teach y'all hoes about the life of crime
Put ya money where the South is, bet on mine
Put change on ya brain if ya drop a dime
Niggas actin' like they hard when they walk in the street
Then they sing to the police, sweatin' like ??
The aftermath of the gun blast turn your corpse to ash
And I'm thinkin' one day that could be my ass
Hot steel from the Chopper, sing like a opera
The rich doctor that'll pop ya
I'm not ya, partna or fuckin' boy, look in my eyes
Analyze the size of my plastic toy
Peep down the barrel, see how peaceful that shit look
Then it erupt like a volcano and you bustas get cooked
I let the four spliffs split, 'till the four clips click
I'm out of hollow tips, 'till your clique forfeit
Okay I'm reloaded bullets richochet off bricks
You niggas gettin' hit, wish you never said that shit
Niggas actin' like they want some
They don't really want none
Niggas yappin' like they want some
They don't really want none
Niggas rappin' like they got guns
They ain't never bust one
My clique bust one, so y'all niggas out done
[Kane & Abel talks my chorus plays]
Yeah, uhoh, Kane & Abel back up in this nigga
Whassup to all them thugs
World wide, North, East, West, dirty South
All my motherfuckin' niggas in ??
Australia, Japan
All the motherfuckin' places out there with this gangsta shit
Whassup Atlanta, Mississippi, whassup Chicago
Kentucky, Omaha, Alabama, Indianapolis, Cincinatti, New Orleans
Kansas, Lafayette, Colorado, L.A., Delaware, Phoenix
N.Y.C., Salt Lake City, Detroit, whassup St. Louis, Connecticut
Whassup Dallas, whassup East Town, Milwaulke, fuck that
Alaska, whassup Florida, Virginia, West Virginia, whassup Arkansas
Carolinas, Utah, whassup Indiana, Jersey, Cleveland -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenThe Gameshow lyrics
The Game
[Kane]
I got 28 grams, that's a ounce of D
7 grams a quarter o-z, go for 2-50
Cut off the shit quickly, now I got me a G
Score four more times now that's a quarter ki'
252 grams equal 9 o-z's
Smoke with me, put it on the triple beam to see
I got 36 quarter o-z's for cheese
Soon as I get off these, rap makes me a G
Rockin' up 18, sellin' 18 holes
Mr. Dopeman, oh hope his pockets swoll
Now it's '97 and I got me a ki'
1008 grams, 36 o-z's, lots of D
Sellin' whole ???, rock it up like 36
My hustlin' niggas, cut it up, make it 50 ounce, 1 brick
This be the drama behind the hoes and cars
All my hustlin' niggas I know you grew up real hard
Plus watch your back, plus watch for police
Watch for these wanna-be's, that's faker than ???
Comin' for your yola, V-12, and bakin' soda
One mistake and it's over, don't be a hoe be a soldier
[Chorus]
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
[Kane]
Now I got me a 100 pounds of weed
5-50 a piece, now that's 55g's
Soldiers, servin' fiends down in New Orleans
Comin' out the projects sittin' on Gold D's
Young G, snort coca leaves and ki's
No Limit ready for war like we Vietnamese
Talkin' 'bout, if it's a drought tax niggas like it's a 211
Sellin' bricks for 27
More pounds of weed, breaking it down to ki's
Down to dimes and nickels
Hit a lick, got you niggas sick
How the fuck you gonna tell me about this game
From the streets to the pen niggas know my name
[Chorus]
[Abel]
100 grams of heroin, ??? 911 cut
Got to sell it while it's potent or it ain't worth fuck
Take a spoon and mash on the shit in baggies
Got some cash on it, cops find it, gots to dash on it
25 to life no questions asked
80 dollars a gram, now that's a lot of fuckin' cash
My niggas that hustle, be quick to blast
Cause Choppers and street sweepers think murder peoples ass
You phony rappers talk about the game
Been there, done that
Buss caps, sold crack, jack while fake jacks
Turn you into fortune like Pat Sajak
Get down and dirty while you busters cleaner than Ajax
No Limit, everything we say, we did it
Went to jail and shitted, eatin' steak and spinach
To big and you motherfuckers don't forget it
Y'all niggas wanna start some beef and I'ma finish it -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenShow Me What Cha Workin' Witshow lyrics
Show Me What Cha Workin' Wit
(chorus)
Bounce and shake it work it pop that thang
You make a nigga wanna get on top that thang
Won't you bounce and shake it work it pop that thang
You make a nigga wanna get on top that thang
Won't you bounce and shake it work it pop that thang
You make a nigga wanna get on top that thang
Won't you bounce and shake it work it pop that thang
You make a nigga wanna get on top that thang
(You better show me what you working with)
This for the twerkers that twerk
The poppers that jerk
The shorties in skirts
Bounce that ass i'm tryna get me some work
Let your knees touch the ground get down go off
If you wanna get nasty fuck it takes them drawers off
Break me off somethin' proper
Hey P poppa won't you let me get on top of ya
Know i wanna knock ya
Sweaty as a motherfucker still don't give a fuck
Humpin' like I just got out of central lock up
(chorus)
Girl give it to me i'ma give it back to ya
If you like it rough i could do it like that to ya
I ain't tryna mac to ya
Just wanna rap to ya
Take it to the back let you dance in my lap sugar
Go ahead with that actin' bad and let me holla at ya
The way you shake it make me wanna throw some dollas at ya
Bring it this way play with me if you wan't to
I ain't bout that playin i'ma show you what i'm gon do
(Chorus)
I seen ya on the club scene since i was 16
They say you danced obscene since you was 15
What the fuck you mean we should take it slow?
Got a body let me know you been doing that tae-bo
I know you ain't a ho don't fuck on the first night
But that's alrigt you gonna do it tonight
Goddamn you tight what the fuck is your name?
I think i seen ya on the soul train poppin' that thang
I'm in back of you my boy in front of you
What the fuck you gon do he want some too
Stop drop it to the flo'
I want some mo'
Let me test them shocks on the 4X4 ya heard me
(chorus) -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenNo Limit Niggasshow lyrics
No Limit Niggas
Featuring C MurderFiend
[C Murder]
Say twins you know how we go do a fucking show
Get that bitch rowdy how crazy they be acting out there
Niggas can't control theirself be like uh
They call me C Murder and I got TRU tagged on my motherfucking back
Ever since I started rapping all my real ass niggas come and follow my lead
Got my balls and my word nigga ask Young Bleed
We come do a show in your motherfucking city
They call me the baddest cause No Limit act shitty
Beats By The Pound make them ignant ass beats
When a nigga like me bring the shit to the streets
Because the ghetto is my home nigga I'm ghetto raised
I'm unpredictable ask the nigga with the braids
My motherfucking music be jumping out of record stores
Nigga where's your proof motherfucker check billboards
To all my tank dogs that's bout it
Then throw off your set and get this motherfucker rowdy
Chorus
We be No Limit niggas and we bout it
We come to a club and get the motherfucker rowdy x2
[Kane & Abel]
6 shots of hennesey I'm feeling right in this bitch
Hit the dash flow off Mike start a fight in this bitch
I got the crowd jumping gangstafied shit pumping
Tell that bitch and that hoe I'm trying to do something
I cracked the optimal open in the middle of the club
Don't give a fuck about the popos niggas smoke some bud
Let's go half on a 40 sack show me some love
I stucked a pistol in the club for them wannabe thugs
TRU niggas smoke dank all the way to the bank
All the hustlers picks the baddest so love to bank
Kane & Abel kick butt knuckle up don't give a fuck
We bout it and I'm gon' get this motherfucker rowdy
Chorus x2
[Fiend]
I was dropped from the clouds above given a gat and some slugs
Killing whatever bugs that ain't a soldier does
For the love of drugs half of my paper go to bud
Ebonic you speaking in the club uh nigga what
Everytime I buzz the tank does when I it
With the type of skills to knock a baller off his pivot
I admit it I'm one of the baddest that ever lived
You ain't seen nothing wait till I'm full of that shit
Take a pull of that shit
And you can meet the pieces
My ironic thesis first heard on a player's leases
Lyrical adhesives making these niggas meet Jesus
I guess we just got them to pieces like greases
To my tweakers it's a piece of dope you was needing
My vocals got wannabe slugs bleeding
It's believing get you tore up by my shotty
Fiendzotie forever bout it staying rowdy
Chorus x3
[C-Murder talking]
Yeah another example of that gangsta shit
C-Murder in this bitch Kane & Abel the F. I. Fiend
Shit just another motherfucking day another dollar -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenMy Hood To Yo Hoodshow lyrics
My Hood To Yo Hood
[SNOOP:] Hey yo, KANE & ABEL
Why don't y'all kick somethin' from my Hood, from yo hood, hear what I'm
saying
Yeah, yeah
[CHORUS:] From my hood to yo hood, Slangin, slangin
From my hood to yo hood, bangin, bangin
From my hood to yo hood slangin, slangin
From my hood to yo hood, bangin, bangin, It's all good
Kane: Could these dope tapes
Bag em up, ship em straght to the niggas That don't give a fuck
Fuck the magazines
Fuck the T.V. shows
Only trying to please those
Niggas smoking indo, wit afros
Deep in da hood
Da slangers
Da bangers
Da niggas up to no good that feel my Same anger
NO LIMIT coming up
We got the Bentleys, Ferrahi's, da Benzes, and da Lexus' trucks
You know us
It's the boys KANE & ABEL
Sittin on my leather sofa
Watch myself on cable
Ask them hoes if my game precise
My shit tight ice shine like Sparks and Light
VVS 2 Karats on my pinky
Like to have sex wit 2 ho's cause I'm kinky
We rap hustlas
Like hand to hand crack hustlas
Strictly for the soldiers and none for the Busters
[CHORUS x2]
In a smoked out Tahoe
Sittin low
Gettin down
Some niggas such ho's
They probably pee sittin down
In the lexus', Land Cruisers
Chopping game wit FIEND
Waitin on big V
To bring this ??box wit da triple beam
Niggaz got anger
We livin in danger
Steady puttin dead niggas in my CD Changer (Puffy)
Hella funs and guns
Nigga hit da blunt slow
It's my only one
I be
Mr. ABEL
My brother
Mr. KANE
Stay TRU to the game
Sunshine or rain
[CHORUS]
[SNOOP:] From my hood to yo hood
But look it
NO LIMIT -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenLemme Get Up In Yashow lyrics
Lemme Get Up In Ya
[Hook x5]
I'm a nigga with a wide car bone
And I'm takin' one of these hoes home
[Verse 1]
Where they at, hit em' from the front and the back
From the side when we ride, we some ballers and macks
Yeah we did that, give me that, I know you hit that
Six-hundred with the honey with the big back
Straight from the glock, make it stop
Better save your breath for when ya runnin' from the cops
So what we like to floss a lot, so walk a lot
We goin' off a lot, we got the lovely ladies who love to pop
They love to shock, them scrubs don't get no props
Now stop and drop just like a fool with it
If you got some paper maybe you'll hit it
But I did it and I ain't spend a quarter on ya
At the show, in the front row, throwin' water on her
Put it all in her, take it like a winner
Fake not a beginner, spin while I'm still in her
I spit the game, my wrist shine and glitter
Call ya babysitter then I'll get up in ya
Let me get up in ya
[Hook x5]
[Verse 2]
Straight from New Orleans, the 504
We buck, we the realest it undoubtable
We ride thirty in Excursions, Benzs, Suburbans
Sippin' on the Henny while we smokin' and we splurgin'
A playa, a pimp, a hustler, a dealer
Kane and Abel thugggin' with something like eight figures
Straight off the block, straight off the chop
Give me what cha' got like I was wavin' my glock
But I'm not, I just wanna run up in the spot
And do it like a playa do, do it like a pimp do
First we gon' play you then we gon' pimp you
I true ask every boo, trippin' up we never do
Only trick chickenheads and get they pussy too
Take some extasy with me and give my dogs some head too
A dog on them hoes, it ain't no secret, I freaks it
I make a bitch suck a dick till she sees it
[Hook x5]
[Verse 3]
In the truck is he drunk, puffin' that skunk
18's in the trunk go bump bum-bump
Girl let's connect, have fun have sex
If you fuckin' with us bitch you fuckin' with the best
In the Rover laid low, flingin' that snow
Po-po pulled me over but they let the playa go
She was shakin' that shit makin' niggas so sick
She don't know how bad she really want this dick
Sittin' back in the six, puffin' on smoke
Since me and two tricks sippin' rum, sippin' Coke
Hoes lookin' tight, that ass lookin' right
Come and spend it like we goin' home tonight -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenIt's A Riotshow lyrics
It's A Riot
Somebody let me outta here they're goin to fuckin kill each other
Nigga this Kane and Abel
And you're listenin' to the motherfuckin no limit soldiers compilation
All the cowards better get the fuck to the back
because bout to go down in this bitch
[Chorus x2]
It's a motherfuckin' riot (riot)
All you bitch ass niggaz be quiet (riot)
It's a motherfuckin' riot (riot)
All you bitch ass bitches be quiet (riot)
[Kane]
Tequila on my breath
Who next to step in depth
Check if you got heart
I'll bill out your chest
Stop a lyrical light speed
Blunts rolled tight like weed
Medieval teens in my jeans
Eat'em bust like private beans
triple beamer cumulated
Hey, they can't fade it
Sick, pull out my dick
And show them hoes I'm x-rated
I stay ready
Bitches doin' pushups in the jail house
Gettin' ready, cuz niggaz know birds fly south
Well protected by them killers
Wit the goal in they mouth
Friends my trigger finger itch
And boom, tear that ass out
Live from the battlefield
Blue still never kill kill
Shit gettin' real better
God you grill
[Chorus x2]
[Abel]
I got the ice cold grill
Chillin' wit two killers
One shot one killed
Gangster five gorillas
In the club me mug
Smoke some bud
If you fuckin' wit thugs
Play catch wit slugs
Nigga cut that shit, uh
Throw that shit
If you roll less shit
Then we can blow that shit
In the back of the whip
Just like your rest
That your bitch in assit
Gettin' a dick taste test
I'm mister Abel, that nigga,
Mister Kane
(Stay cool to the game)
Son shine the rain
(At the million dollar game)
Mister Master P
(My daddy's place I can hold)
Chasin' after me
Can we please get into some gangster shit
(Take it back to 96)
Flippin' bricks for chips, bitch -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenGet Rightshow lyrics
Get Right
What nigga, what's happenin'
Most Wanted in this motherfucker
Have to show these pistol bitches how to...ha ha ha
[Hook]
Get right, ya lil' bitch get right
Ya did wrong then bitch get right
Ya shit tight, keep yo shit tight
Ya shit alright, ya lil' bitch get right
[Verse 1]
Had a bitch named Porsha, drove a Porshe
Most niggas out chea couldn't afford her
Head is gangsta, pussy is torture
Fuck me and twin and I ain't have to force her
Met her in a strip club poppin' that ass
Coppin' her cash, runnin' in and out hop in the Jag
To some bitch nigga takin' half her loot
So I did what a pimp nigga had to do
Swooped down on the bitch like a vulture
Fucked her out them draws and then I took them chains off her
You ain't bout to holla at her that's my chocha
Nigga used to hit it for free, it's gonna cost ya
Taught her how to make change for givin' brains
Now this ho out in the game and killin' thangs
I don't have to worry about her playin' the field
I keep that ho in line like she payin' a bill, nigga
[Hook x2]
Is there any pimps in the house tonight
[Verse 2]
I got the coldest dick in town right now, all them hoes on it
So a bitch better come correct to Most Wanted
Bitch get right before ya lose what cha' got
Cause I just might stick ya out ya shoes and ya socks
I'm a fool with a lot, my tool is a cock
Keep a rubber standby cause I use it a lot
Fuck jewels and the block
Bitch we done just moved in the yacht
Ho, check the dudes and the watch
I got stock, never should you come at me crooked
I'm too cold to be drove behind one nappy pussy
Took me too long to get mine, to ever slip behind
A nothin' ass, stankin' ass bitch
So no matter how cold the ho is
She could be fine as fuck with no kids
She the tightest ho up in the show biz
My brother got a dick too, bitch blow his
[Hook x2]
Get right, get right, get right, get right
Is there any pimps in the house tonight
[Verse 3]
Bitch get right, let me put cha' in check
When I walked in the room you was breakin' ya neck
Baby all we gotta talk about is weed and sex
And when you suck this dick, my partner's next
SHUT UP!, don't talk to me with dick on ya breath
Ya better get cha' mind right or get played to the left
She said "Damn Kane & Abel why ya dick so big"
"Don't fuck me so hard, we might wake up the kids"
I said "SHUT UP!, turn around and take this pipe"
"And ho ya better suck it just the way I like"
Make it move fast for me, shake, shake that ass for me
Go up in ya old man wallet, get the cash for me -
Play in Full ScreenPlay Karaoke in Full ScreenFor Realzshow lyrics
For Realz
Pussy ass motherfuckers. Take me to play with.
Okay, I'm bout to show these bitches.
Fuck, I'm already dead, so I need some fuckin company
You know what I'm saying.
Okay little motherfucker, I'm a show you.
You better protect yourself
Verse 1 (Kane)
Every time I wake
I thank the lord for my eyes opening
Cause I know some hoes
Hoping that they close
Niggas they want me deader
Wet up my Cucci sweater
Back back they better
>From the storm swarm of my berreta
Down south hustlin
T riding on daytons pouring like Gary Payton
Scoring
Haters they wanna catch me snoring
I mean sleeping
I seen them creeping
In the rear view of the beamer
Pull out the rueger
With the built in laser beamer
Committing felonies fuck misdemeanors
Laugh now dick sucker cry later
That AK 45 keep me live
That's my motherfucking regulator
Verse 2 (Abel)
That's my brother Mr. Kane
Mr. Abel
10 g's on the table
Bringin hoes ass niggas to they knees
To the coffin from the cradle
Lick the salt when I drink tequilla
Hit the lemon grab the nina
Everyday I come out the house
I at least committ a misdemeanor
Po-po drop it
Cause they can't stop it
Hittin niggas for they profit
Touchin on these gangsta topics
Breakin niggas and checkin they pockets
No limit tight like a fucking chain gang
Kickin shit like Jackie Chan
Front these bitches from rags to riches
But it's just a ghetto thang
Chorus x2
Thugs that why they feel us
Hoes wanna get with us
Cause we so for realz
Haters they wanna kill us
We turning busters into down south hustlers
We turning busters into midwest hustlers
We turning busters into west coast thugsters
We turning busters into east coast hustlers
Verse 3 (Kane)
Niggas take they life like spillin a glass of milk
Bests to take yo shit more serious
Or you'll get killed
Cause down south we bout drama
Nigga we bout danger
When you here my shit click click
That send deadly missles in the chamber
Ain't no studio in me
G genuine
My boy Lil Shawn to a slug in his spine
That was mine
If time could rewind
I would've took it
Death in my face I would've looked it
I would've shooked it
I'm from the hood so I pay my respect
My nigga Clay took a fucking bullet in his neck
We ain't found the killer yet
But I bet
We be ridin on some nigga set soon
Sweepin up shit like a broom
Ready to kill more niggaz than Platoon, it's DOOM -
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Drama
[chorus x2]
Drama, drama
Drama drama
Drama, drama
[Kane]
Dis for da killaz and cut throats, da grown bustas
They don't wanna talk it out, nigga they won' rush ya
Wig slitin niggaz wit a perminate boot
Give a fuck about nothin, knock your tongue in da shoe
No compromise in my eyes, ain't no love in my heart
'Bout to kick da dust off, its takin too long to start
You won' ball wit me nigga, i'll knock your dick in da dirt
I feel like i'm violated and i'm sorry it won't work
I want
[chorus x5]
[Abel]
I've been waitin for a nigga to flex or say somethin', so I can pull out this tec' and start dumpin
It makes no difference if its nigga or bitch, a-body bedda split when I get to my shit
I got no conversation, no one shot
Fuck 5-0, I don't get along wit cops
I'm bout straight put'n niggaz up in body bags
Real killaz 'round here, we don't lie to gab
[Chorus x4]
[Chorus 2]
Nigga take it outside
Fuckahhh outside, we can take it right here x4
[Kane]
Now where da semi-automatic, coo
Da k totters
Niggaz dat ain't scared of war, cuz they souljaz
When it comes time to ride, they take over
Busta outta line, knock da head off they shoulders
I don't wanna talk about peace
Fuck dat, i'm about to lay ya flat wit ya head attached
Ya bout dat, i'm bout dat
How dat shit sound
We gon' tear this club up, just to tear this bitch down
[Chorus x4]
[Abel]
We comin wit da true thug niggaz, dat be cookin da beef
Dem knock-out artists dat'll put ya to sleep
And while a-body talkin bout pushin da peace
I'm tryin to figure why da fuck this nigga lookin at me
This nigga just don't know dat i'm heavily armed, and i'm locked on him, and i'm ready to bomb
You could never be calm,
when my people swarm on ya, quando saqueo la mierdra
You'se a goner, we bout
[Chorus x4]
[chorus 2 x4] -
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Between Us
(Kane & Abel talking)
Sometimesthese buster ass niggas fall in love with these
Trick ass hoes
You know what I'm sayingthey forget about their homeboys
Stop falling in love with these trickslet friendships go
To waste you know what I'm saying
Verse 1 (Kane)
Used to be my nigga now some buster I don't even know
You ran up like some bitch pussy whipped by some dog hoe
And I'm a poor stupid nigga you had to gaul
In love with this bitch who suck more cock than Rupaul
You fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
And fake ass niggas get pussy whipped
It ain't the bitch it's the principle of it, nigga fuck it
We can handle this like gentlemans or get into some thug shit
She loved it, yo can't you see your bitch chose me
Nigga now you got the jealousy fucking up the currency
Its killing me so much that now I'm contemplating murder
Can't you tell
I hope they got a hoe for you in hell
Chorus
You used to be my best friend
Than you let a bitch come between us
(Yo bitch got between us)
You used to be my row dog
Than you let a bitch come between us
(You know I take a bullet for you now you gone fuck it up)
Verse 2 (Abel)
My ex nigga it's a shame best to leave that hoe alone
Let her game get in your fucking veins like heroin
I remember when you met her city lights, club hopping
Caught your eye doing that butterfly that hoe was pussy popping
You was hugging on her, loving on her, tried to tell you then
Better leave that freak alone she only out for your ends
You started tripping, tricking off that hoe outfits
DKNY, polo socks with them white reeboks
Two weeks later, she gave me her number that was it
Fucked that hoe like a gorilla, tried to kill her that dog bitch
And so, I'm hearing that you calling me a hoe
To this dirty little trick that you didn't know a month ago
I'll show you whose a hoe, ghetto, get the 44
Let this nigga know, let this nigga know
I met the pullbearer so them niggaz call me drama
I'm upset, get the black dress for your mama
Chorus
Verse 3 (Kane)
We used to go to school together, shoot pool together
Now I wanna shoot your ass and end your life forever
Nigga keep on letting that bitch playa hate
And that he say she say will get a tech up in your face
Shut the fuck up nigga what, pass that fucking swisher
Never sweat a bitch never let a bitch kiss ya
Alright lets stop it squash it, no need to pull the trigger
For we be shot hunched over, she bending over with the next nigga
Its cool, I put away your concrete shoes
Cause I got some love left, but you was close to death
I seen it coming but got damn it was still kinda funny
How that hoe got between us like Nino and G Money
Cause fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
And fake ass niggas get pussy whipped
Fake ass niggas do fake ass shit
And fake ass niggas get pistol whipped
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