Memphis Bleek lyrics

Memphis Bleek lyrics

"What You Think Of That lyrics"

Burned Up lyrics
Burned up, my throat is ripped open, I can't sing, I can not scream, havin' hard times, fall asleep Remind me, I keep my spirits high, it always could be worse, right destiny, my own life Save me the daylight, bring me home in this bus I call my own, best friends I've ever known Yeah Bad karma collecting from my past, the best time I ever had if my health was not so bad Self made man, made your bed to sleep, you won't listen to nobody, heads thick as hard concrete Save me the daylight, bring me home, the best friends I've ever known in this bus I call my own Self made man all hours of the night, yo
(feat. Jay-Z)

[M.Bleek]
That's right, Up front and personal

[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?

[Verse 1]
Yo, light the treez up, my hoez, D cupped, G's up
Memph Bleek, nigga, what?!?
Ride shotgun in the range,
bitches pay the price for thangz, rock ice and chains
Yo they change under the weather, it got a little cold, too iced out
You can hardly see the gold,
that's the way a nigga rock now, don't stop now
Still on the block now, shorty, hold the glock down
Only thingz changed, the bitches I pressed,
the way they fit in the dress
Like ?em big in the breasts,
shoes gotta be the shit, don
Lazy lyrics
You're lazy just stay in bed You're lazy just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more Well my trying ain't done no good I said my trying ain't done no good You don't make no effort no not like you should Lazy you just stay in bed Lazy you just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread
't walk in kicks
Yo you rollin wit the Memph, twitch the dutch and split
Break the fuck out, bang, back a truck out,
often see the rims these bitches'll bug out
You know what though?
I don't give a fuck though, Still in the cut, let the .44 blow

[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?

[Verse 2]
Yo, it's all about a brick kid, gettin bent kid, slide wit a chick kid
Where the benz kid? Creep on it, make catz sleep on it
You know what your song lack, Bleek on it
It's straight for stacks, where you hatin cats
World premier type broad, I'ma make you that, stay shapin that
Yeah, make a stack, show them niggaz where they gi
Angel Street lyrics
By Icehouse Angel Street ------------ Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer ------------ she draws the curtain wide and brushes back her hair she stands before the mirror wondering what to wear but she knows no one will care so easy to forget just another sad affair the girl on angel street so she waits for the call knowing only too well a photograph a dusty window where the sun strays in everywhere the sounds of morning as the day begins people waiting at the station do they go nowhere two lines that stretch out in the distance turn and disappear but she knows no one will care so easy to forget just another
rls be fakin that
What you think of THAT? Where my niggaz at?
We all around the streets where them figures at
New Acc, put the top down, nigga, crack sold out now
Where it's at? Ball out now, straight to the morgue, play? Yo we ball
Y'all gon hate till I fall so I spray till I'm gone,
gotta push the coupe and do what he do
I ride in the truck, I'm high nigga, wha?

[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats (Uh)
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that? (Uh Oh)
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that? (Uh Oh)

[Jay-Z]
Know niggas ain't frontin like i'm a clown or sumthin
Like I don't get down or sumthin
Like I don't tote a 4 pound of sumthin
Round here frontin like my shit don't sound like nuttin
Li
Ashes lyrics
I KNEW they could not keep You thereWelcome homeNow we are Stronger than EVER,We are OneI prayed the Lords of DarknessIt did work, like alwaysNow it is time for UsTo Get EvenThey put You to Six feet underNothing I despite moreThan those stones of weaknessSo, We must Destroy them......and all what they represent.Side by side We are walkingUntil The EndSide by side We meet Our Lord,Who reigns in...FIRE.WE STAND PROUD..AND KILL...THE WEAK!
ke I ain't got the crown or suttin
Like I ain't the nigga you base ya life on
I guess i ain't the reason you got that ice on
Like I ain't the muthafuckin dude wit the shoes
I guess I ain't the reason you rhyme the way you do
Like I ain't the nigga who mastered all flows
And the reason they can't sell them four point O's
Like I ain't 5 mill, and what do ya joint go?
Excuse me? Nigga don't confuse me
I ain't one of you rappers who got a deal
I'm one of the few niggaz spittin it and got it for real
And even if you hatin, you gotta knock it in yo wheels
And the day that i stop it.....ILL!!

[Chorus]
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
Where my niggaz at?
Where my bitches at?
I love these streets, what you think of that?
My whole team rock rocks, we don't speak to cats
I'ma ball till I fall what you think of that?
What you think of that? What you think of that?
I'm a real ass nigga, what you think of that?
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