Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
Boyz N Da Hood lyrics
"Look lyrics"
Act Of God lyrics
In my eyes stagnation surrounds Blood that life beaten and bound An act of mercy, a scene pain There is no difference It's all in your name This act of god Lights of fate brighten my eyes Fires of hate scourge through the sky Lost in your darkness, burned by your flame Forced to believe it's all in your name This act of god Honesty's heresy in this holy war Contradiction and
In my eyes stagnation surrounds Blood that life beaten and bound An act of mercy, a scene pain There is no difference It's all in your name This act of god Lights of fate brighten my eyes Fires of hate scourge through the sky Lost in your darkness, burned by your flame Forced to believe it's all in your name This act of god Honesty's heresy in this holy war Contradiction and
Look, Look, Look, Look [x2]
[Duke:]
You can catch me in the middle of Atlanta nigga (Look)
In the cracks and the crevises of the ghetto nigga (look)
Gone rep you is gonna catch you on a stretcher nigga (look)
Gotta 9 like a 45 special nigga (look)
Still chillin with my hoe heard a bitch holla (look)
It's a nigga with a chrome double barrell so I (look)
Coming at me wanna kill me I can tell how the way he (look)
But I already had my thing cocked before I (look)
See I had the same face of the nigga and i (look)
like a nigga keep your throat to a fine hoe thing thats a reefa
One slip then my 9 went bang Got rough on anybody who wanna test my game
Can't you see we some killas gorillas gonna bang
Got some niggas still livin how i rocks they fade
Got a whole click of killas ridin chevys on blaze
And a tra
Marche Ou Creve lyrics
(B. Bonvoisin / N. Krief / M. Chemlek / Y. Brusco) Je voulais faire le point de quatre ans d'existence C'est assez difficile trop de moments intenses Les amis qui te quittent et ceux qui te relancent Qui te mangent dans la main quand tu touches les avances. Ceux qui te d?visagent t'es con t'as pas ton badge Ceux qui t'encouragent si tu peux te planter Tu conna?tras les dames sant? et tiroirs-caisses Les d?sirs des b
p to the moon, one heat one game(B. Bonvoisin / N. Krief / M. Chemlek / Y. Brusco) Je voulais faire le point de quatre ans d'existence C'est assez difficile trop de moments intenses Les amis qui te quittent et ceux qui te relancent Qui te mangent dans la main quand tu touches les avances. Ceux qui te d?visagent t'es con t'as pas ton badge Ceux qui t'encouragent si tu peux te planter Tu conna?tras les dames sant? et tiroirs-caisses Les d?sirs des b
[Chorus (x2) (Jody Breeze):]
Boyz N Da Hood dressed up in (look)
Black tees, black hats, with the black tims (look)
We aint talkin to you niggas shit we aint gotta (look)
But I put it on them dubs your hoe gonna (look)
[Jody Breeze:]
Well what up for yah, it's your boy Breeze again
Breezin in with one of yall Breeze again
And i know Jesus seein me sin so why not blow dro, why not sip seez and gin
Reason bein since birth man things have seemed
A little different, I'm still pimpin deep with in
But now that I'm grown it's on so i'm a go on and spit it
And if I wanted your hoe I could have her gone in minutes
I pull up in the chevy lookin real slick and vicious
With a bottle of hennisey and a blunt of that sticky
Hops out with the forces the same color of the fitted
Inst
Breach lyrics
walk in the rain, boyhurry my pale boy - run!talk to the screen, boysplinter the green, boy - run!and while we're waiting to feel the sunlightand while he's running so far from homeand while we welcome the same old morningour dreamer walks alonebury your spleen, boyfeed the machine, boy - run!slave to the grind, boyashgrey in mind, boy - run!and while waiting to feel the sunl
ead of callin me daddy these hoes callin me diddywalk in the rain, boyhurry my pale boy - run!talk to the screen, boysplinter the green, boy - run!and while we're waiting to feel the sunlightand while he's running so far from homeand while we welcome the same old morningour dreamer walks alonebury your spleen, boyfeed the machine, boy - run!slave to the grind, boyashgrey in mind, boy - run!and while waiting to feel the sunl
I got a bundle of bitches with a lot of ass and titties
Nigga young and old, freak nasty with it
Gold teeth gonna shine, sho nuff
And you can turn your head but your broad gonna look
[Chorus (x2)]
[Big Gee:]
Hoppin out of candy coated chevy bitch (look)
Whole team ballin harder than a roucus trick (look)
Sucka tryin to get live, got his gut split (look)
Got some type of piece tucked in my briefs slick (look)
Thats why we rollin deep with a barreta taker (look)
A dime piece with me all you better do is (look)
Get your head open wide like a pocket book (look)
You know you shook you aint gotta hide your face bitch (look)
Yeah its mister click clacker yeah i jack the jackers
Cover more than greyhound every hustlin backwards
Stay in the pocket gettin stic
Summer Moved On lyrics
Summer moved on And the way it goes You can't tag along Honey moved out And the way it went Leaves no doubt Moments will pass In the morning light I found out Seasons can't last And there's one thing Left to ask Stay, don't just walk away And leave me another day A day just like today With nobody else around Friendships move on Until the day You can't
ked but im breakin them tacklesSummer moved on And the way it goes You can't tag along Honey moved out And the way it went Leaves no doubt Moments will pass In the morning light I found out Seasons can't last And there's one thing Left to ask Stay, don't just walk away And leave me another day A day just like today With nobody else around Friendships move on Until the day You can't
Disrespect shift you brain left to right like a tackle
I've been gettin it for years and real niggas know that
Back when Dominique, Brooklyn jersey rockin the throw back
Take it from me, I'm a hunt your ass down like a lojack
Catch your ass while you sleep, blow your ass like a dro sack
[Chorus (x2)]
[Young Jeezy:]
Step up in the club with just a swing in my chain
It's deez boyz snow man is the name
Posted up poppin cris like you do them beers
Got bread stacks I aint seen in a couple of years
When i ball I see a gansta they dont look they stare
Symbols in my ears 6 figures a pair
And I'm straight from the hood that's where i come from
Still spend a hundred grand a year on white air ones
[Chorus (x2)]
Look, Look, Look, Look [x2]