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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:49

LOOK AT ME NOW

Dont know about you nigga but the street's been good to me.
Even took a whole lotta bullshit but it made me a stronger G.
Dont know nuttin else but the street life when it come to me.
I never thought i'd ever think about bitin the hand that fed me.
Look at me now.
Lookin for a way to get off the block.
I said look at me now.
This life im livin must stop man,
look at me now.
Think about it each and every day.
Look at me now.

Dont know about you nigga but the street's been good to me.
Even took a whole lotta bullshit but it made me a stronger G.
Dont know nuttin else but the street life when it come to me.
I never thought i'd ever think about bitin the hand that fed me.
Look at me now.
Lookin for a way to get off the block.
I said look at me now.
This life im livin must stop.
Man, look at me now.
Think about it each and every day.
Look at me now.
Just look at me now.

[Obie Trice]
Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks.
I came in the game profane, no image.
I came in the game with a name i was given
from a man who didnt give a fuck about his legitamate.
I proclaim the name though.
Never in vain no.
Watch the change grow.
A young nigga who didnt gain from fame.
Copped a range rov',
Now they want my brains on the main row.
But they dont understand what i came for.
I came forward, wit a million sold.
Who say you cant grow from mildew and mold.
Get money like Ross Perrault.
Im often told, a coffins the routes i go.
Oh thats the road you on, oh no.
Im down for the rifle tone of faux fuax.
They'll never try to send a nigga home, no no.
I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco.
Show me that your loco, put hoes in my photo, NOPE!
Ope, hold toast no jokes since thugs beat the poli'.

[Akon]
Stayin in im just gettin much older,
Its time time to go start puffin up trees.
Hot glocks just get much colder, dodgin and duckin the police.
How much longer must I stand on this corner?
I Gotta get off right away.
How much longer must me see sell on this corner before they take my life away?

Dont know about you nigga but the street's been good to me.
Even took a whole lotta bullshit but it made me a stronger G.


NO WAY JOSE

Say I ain't got time

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
My lifestyle so cold, holla' for the gold
Some say I'm too drunk, some say I'm too blowed
And rollin' wit' kilos and stackin' them C-Notes
Watchin' my cheese grow and blowin' on trees dawg
And I really can't help it I'm a gifted at timin' gorilla grindin' no time for groupies or freestylin'
Want it green as a gecko I'm respectful to some of ya'll
But some of ya'll be frontin' I don't owe shit to none of ya'll
I got bills to comprehend, popo's be poppin' in
Waitin' and watchin' when, they can take my block in
Comin' in in all the traffic supplyin' they bad habits
The game is gettin' graphic but man I got to have it
Some love a drug addict
But it ain't no excuse
I got these money mackin' skills I'mma put 'em to use
And I ain't doin' too much, ya'll just ain't doin' enough
And I refuse to let a so-called ruin my stuff

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
I'm movin', and got nothin' to say
'Cuz 24 hours ain't enough time in a day
So time doesn't exist and I'm watchin' my wrist
If a peck on the cheek mean death watch for the kiss
Take time under pressure
By any means or measure
Remember one's trash is another man's treasure
Buisness befo' pleasure I'm disciplined and I'm focused
Why you rap cats battle to see who dopest
I'm in the trenches face down in the game bruh
And can't nobody know my real name bruh
Livin' in the season they killin' fo' no reason
And if I make it past 30 then I'm over achievin'
Believin' in the truth, believin' in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day
In the truth, in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash + (Akon)]
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Oh, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Yeah, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together (I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together, gotta get it together, gotta get it together
Been grindin' forever, it's time that I get it together, get it together, yeah,
Get it together, get it together said I'll get it together)

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)
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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:48

IM BACK


[Intro - Akon & Baby Bash]
Hoooo
Yeah
Said everything that you want me to I'll do it
Tell me what the word is already(x4)

[Chorus - Akon]
Don't look no farther!
Baby im back (yeah)
Im here to cater to you (any thing that you want me: do ill do it)
Cause Ill be your lover (ill be your lover)
Ill be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it)

[Baby Bash]
Now im back in a flesh
Feelin so blessed, back in your corner suga, suga don't stress
Forget about the rest; let's go inside, im back in your zone
Baby im back in your vibe, now I cant be denied I can lie im on ya
I never ever wanna say sayonara
Some body told me that the grass was greener
On the other side of lake Arriba
Never really used to be a mean to cheat her
What I gotta do to be a keeper
These words comin out the speaker, true love is off the meter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute but now im home,
Please forgive me for being a rolling stone,
Please forgive me let me polish it up like chrome,
Get off the phone till he swears to leave me alone,
Let my start your interest, now there's no more dating on the internet,
Cause you already know how I get it wet, how I get it so saucy and I get respect,
You don't have to look no farther, you dealin with the whole enchilada
You don't have to look no farther, you hotter then a fire starter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute, (oooohhh) [repeat x4]
Now im back let me hit it (oooohhh) [repeat x4]

[Chorus x2]


KILL THE DANCE

[Intro: Akon]
Akon and…

[Kardinal Offishall (*Akon)]:
Cho! Must be Kardinal!
Yo! J.A. (Yeah!) T Dot (Ho!) New York (Yeah!) Puerto Rico (Ho!)
England (Yeah!) Germany (Ho!) All Japanese dem to, cho! (*Akon)

[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall]:
Aiyyo! B-boy stance in di dance so we s-ay
Mr. Kardinal dun know don't pl-ay
Haffi buss a n*t every a** gon' d-ay
Don't mix up wid no f****t nor g-ay
Buss two shot inna di air ok-ay
Bun up everyting from here to Mo B-ay
Cool yuh perform nuh bodda wid di lay l-ay
Bun up di whole T Dot inna di pl-ace
Deal wid di girls nuh bodda watch nuh f-ace
Gal steppin out we have to deal wid di c-ase
Bad bwoy Kardinal front a di r-ace
Love all mi gal dem in di black l-ace
This just a small ting one likkle t-aste
Tek a likkle sample no time fi w-aste
Mix up di treble and tun up di b-ass
Mr. celebrity face let's go!

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya


[Verse 2: Akon]
Represent convict music, Akon (Who dat?) A.K
Recognize bwoy we don't play
Do it like this each and every day (Uh huh!)
So please stay in your place
Hate to find you with no face
Better yet gone with no trace
Other words please don't start no beef
Now sip on your Chardonnay
If the girls tipsy then fade away
I can tell that you wanna play
Cause it's written all over your face
From here it's back to the block
(Uh huh!) Hopefully not back to the glock
(Uh huh!) Got it made up but what if them cop
If I don't get popped by them crooked a** cops, no!

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya

[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]
Aiyyo light up di place when di whole place sh-ine
Let me see somethin gal (Wine gal wine)
Look yuh own gal nuh bodda touch m-ine
Everybody show me a sign (Cho!)
Are you a Scorpio? (No!) Taurus? (Yeah!)
Middle finger up real high inna di air
Jook dat gal a like yuh just don't care
Brush dat bwoy deh if him caan stop stare
Throw out yuh Pumas or yuh Nike Air
Mi nuh really bizniz weh yuh waan wear
Show mi yuh cellular mi nuh dat yuh bare
Whether yuh G string or yuh skin bare
Eat up yuh heart and come follow m-e
Mr. Kardinal inna di place to b-e
Hair stay nice and yuh part cool-ie
Huh, buss di dance let me s-ee, Kardinal

[Chorus: Akon]
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya
Always around when u call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around sh**'s enough
Believe me 'dey wont get funk
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya (GUNSHOT)
C'mon i got something for ya

 


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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:47


HUSTLER STORY


Akon... and B-I-G

[BIG]
Niggaz talkin but aint livin it
cristyle pac i'm sippin it
mobb hats and lizard shit
gator talks bitch, rollin blunts wit the wheelist of da wheelies
hitch link cop, on 1s and nine millis, stories like a motherfucker
model bitchs wonderin if i'ma fuck wit her, she noe i treat my bitches like gavana
dolce and gabana drippin, big poppa neva slippin
H class diamonds shining, dinner with wifey whining, dining
smokin cigars and bolbatar with columbian niggas named panama and engrigay and shit
games we play life envy, bitches need 2 ova with ease 4 a pam of skinote jeans
i got my carrot tank top i got your banked stopped, sofa's on top
benjamins under the rest of them
advancing from duplex 2 mansion
staching keys, hiding g's ova seas, vcr's in my beat
game on my , money i make into stocks and real estate bitch
trip skiing in the caribean, white sand discusing plans with my man,
dark blue land, smoke tint, crome rims
and a system that leave my rear views trembling
whatchu gone do wen poppa catch your attitude,
drop 2 your knees and show gratitude
kiss my ring its a fred white thing
i stay potent, bitches devoted take my dick and deep throat it

[Akon - Chorus]
akon all sunshine, in this elevated world of mine
lookin for this hour glass of time
tryna find my purpose on this grand design
is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin
is there any money out ther for me




SLOW WIND


Intro: R. Kelly (Sean Paul)

All the ladies in the club (Send on!!!)

It's your boyfriend would you wind for me

All the ladies in the club (Sean-A-Paul)

Would you wind for me (R. Kelly sing!!!)



Chorus: R. Kelly (Sean Paul) (*R. Kelly Adlibs)

(*Whoa!) Come on baby would you wind for me (W-W-Wind)

(*Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wind for me (Move to the time)

(*Whoa!) In the club would you wind for me (W-W-Wind girl)

(*Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me (Move to the time)



Verse 1: R. Kelly

Girl you roll it like a pro in the club

I can see the future and you are my lover

Girl there's no need to go low no further

Because I want you and only you under my cover

Oooh I love it cause your so sexy (Whoa!)

The way you back that thang up on me (Whoa!)

Break it all the way down to the floor (Whoa!)

Bring it up I can't take no more

Are you from an island girl?

The way you winding it for me girl

Like (Whoa!) Your bumpin and grindin in the club

Like (Whoa!) I love to see you windin in the club

Like (Whoa!) Oh I just wanna love you longtime

Like (Whoa!) My only mission's to make you mine

Like (Whoa!) Your the sexiest girl in this party

(Whoa!) I'm so glad that I came to this party

(Whoa!) I'm about to get wasted in this party

Guaranteed I'm a walk out with somebody

Stop! Shake it up now drop it

Bounce! Bring it up while your windin

I can tell you want sex the way you flex it

Throw that ass at me make me want catch it

Girln I really wanna sex you, make me show you what Kells can do

Hit it from the back till you, screamin my name

Then I, put you on top now girl I'm screamin your name

Turn it back over then I go down low

Feels so good your yellin Kells go go



Chorus: R. Kelly (Sean Paul) (*R. Kelly Adlibs)

(*Whoa!) Come on baby would you wind for me (W-W-Wind)

(*Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wind for me (Move to the time)

(*Whoa!) In the club would you wind for me (W-W-Wind girl)

(*Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me (Move to the time)



Verse 2: Sean Paul (R. Kelly)

Tic-A-Toc girl it's a wrap girl back it up girl mek i see yuh just wine for me

Tic-A-Toc girl it's a wrap girl back it up girl mek i see yuh just wine for me

Well a nuff woman mi get oonu get a kind like dat

Wine baby love wine cau yuh fine like dat

When di riddim it a bounce keep di time like dat

Inna di spotlight girl yuh a shine like dat

But I go to let yuh know dat yuh a baaaaaaad one

Imagine mi and yuh could have maaaaaad fun

(Whoa!) Mad slam we be takin in yuh drinkin rum

(Whoa!) Meanwhile wid mi gal we a blaze and a bun

And, I'mgonna give it to ya my love nuh limit to ya

A little time so we can correspond

And, I'm gonna flip it to ya anytime yuh give it to mi

I just wanna give yuh all night long

Boom bam Sean-A-Paul a give yuh hardcore slam

Boom bam Mi haffi give yuh all night long

Boom bam Sean-A-Paul a wid di original plan

Boom bam mi haffi give yuh all night long girl



Chorus: R. Kelly (Akon) (*R. Kelly Adlibs)

(*Whoa!) Come on baby would you wind for me (Yo Kells this is crazy man!)

(*Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wind for me (Convict music)

(*Whoa!) In the club would you wind for me (Akon)

(*Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me



Verse 3: Akon

With all that meat hangin girl I feel like a butcher

Just wanna chop you up and cut ya

Got the whole place schemin like a hustler

With that beautiful skin the color of Muster

I can't help but to bother you, lookin like my white BMW

Love you sittin on my rim, matter fact 'gon hop in

Now jump in the backseat and chill

Got some for you girl you can feel

Lay your body down in the six forty five

Let the soft leather caress ya while I drill

I know you like it, I know you like it

Just ran into Divine with a shorty so fine lookin so excited

Now she thinks we all cassonovas, that's when I put the legs on my shoulder

And just ride her like a Range Rover

Like a dollar bill I had to unfold her, ummm hmmm

R. Kells cop three in the shack now, Sean Paul hit the back and never came back

You know we beat till the early mornin

Daylight come and now we want a little more of that



Chorus: R. Kelly

(Whoa!) Come on baby would you wind for me

(Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wind for me

(Whoa!) In the club would you wind for me

(Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me

(Whoa!) Come on baby would you wind for me

(Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wind for me

(Whoa!) In the club would you wind for me

(Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wind for me



Outro: R. Kelly

It's your boyfriend (Wind for me)

All the ladies in the club let me see you wind (Wind for me)

Remix, sing it (Wind for me) TP3 Reloaded y'all (Wind for me)


u just listen 2 this hustler's story
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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:46
OBIE TRICE FEAT AKON - SNITCH



[Intro: Obie Trice] + (Eminem) {Akon}
{Konvict}
(Yeah, SHADY)
{Convict Music}
(Guess who's back)
Still here, haters
{Akon & Obie Trice, Yeah}
Whatcha gonna do it with it, A?
Whatcha gonna do?
{Take em on back to the streets}

[Refrain: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of the mobster
See a n**** pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Anything you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you
Just don't whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't lace you, yeah

[Obie Trice]
It's risky, the b**** tend to rise out a n****
It's history, Snitch, who decided he's a member
Once he got pinched, coincided with law
Same homie say he lay it down for the boy
Brought game squad around ours
How could it be? Been homies since Superman draws
Only foniness never came to par
He had us, a true neighborhood actor
Had his back with K's
Now we see through him like X-Ray's
Cuffed in that Adam car
No matter, his loss, we at him, it's war
Knowing not to cross those resevoir dogs
You helped plant seeds just to be a vegetable
When we invest in team, it's to the death fo sho
No ex and oh's, guess this is how it goes
When friends turn to fows

[Refrain: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of the mobster
See a n**** pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Anything you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you
Just don't whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't lace you, yeah

[Obie Trice]
We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest
Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's
Recondences when we peep enemies on us
Been on these corners, sellin like anything on us
Knowing heaven has shown us being devil's minors
That ain't got s*** to do with the tea in China
We gon keep the grind up til death come find us
Meanwhile in them European whips reclined up
It's an eye for an eye for the riders
We ain't trying to get locked up, we soul survivors
Po Pos is cowards, there's no you, it's ours
We vow this, mixing yayo with soda powder
Who woulda known he would fold and cower
Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonalds
No ex and oh's, guess this is how it goes
When friends turn to fows


[Refrain: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of the mobster
See a n**** pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Anything you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you
Just don't whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't lace you, yeah

[Obie Trice]
Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game full
So he move to a rural area to keep cool
He snitchin on a snitch now, there's nothin to tell
Nowadays, your circles should be small as hell
Ain't tryin to meet new faces, this don't interest me
Even if we bubble slow, we'll get it eventually
No penitentary, there will be no climacy
You will meet the lowest snitch in given us a century
These cats is rats now, the streets need decon
That's how they react now, weak when the heat's on em
Stop snitchin, you asked for the life your living
This act is not permitted, Nowhere on the map, It is
Forbidden to send a n**** to prison if you been in it
Along with em and then snitch and become hidden
No ex and oh's, guess this is how it goes
When friends turn to fows

[Refrain: Akon]
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of the mobster
See a n**** pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale
Anything you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you
Just don't whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't lace you, yeah

[Obie Trice]
You wrecked bastard
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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:45
[Akon: talking]
Convict [echo]
Up Front
Yeah..
Convikt Muzik

[Rick Ross talking (Akon)]
Ross.. (ohhh)
Triple C's

[Refrain: Akon]
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee ya there'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger but still that same nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line
(Hold up, Hold up)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But what made it worse every first is a ??
Little brother knowin' life illegal
No toys just playin' wit pipes and needles
I'm gon' find knights and regals
$5000 on the paint just so life will see ya
Green cards for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream larger than seats crush
Big guns for the other side
Nigga try me I'ma teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

[Refrain: Akon]
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee ya there'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger but still that same nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line(ohhh)

Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
When I'm low on funds, I'ma load up guns
Slap ya in the head I'ma open one
African in bed, she just hope I'm done
See the voodoo priest then the coke gon' come
Open up a drum, I'm eatin' Oprah crumbs
Got poor credit, got whore debit
Walk in the 40-40 I'ma score, bet it
Four tennis chains hoe, I'm progetic
But the 4 pellets will getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it, just don't let it
A life setence is a life sentence
All my homies got 'em, they just like business

[Refrain: Akon]
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee ya there'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger but still that same nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line(ohhh)

Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line

[Refrain: Akon]
Don't push me nigga, I ain't pussy nigga
You "would be" killas, that is "could be" nigga
The last minute of your last breath
I'm the last entrance right before your last step
Shot a, Block papa, my block gotta
Cross the line - pay the fine (Ross) Cop dollas
The motto - you're age, creed, or color nigga
Can't cut it stay choppin' through the butter nigga
Critics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my ass on my last song
I gets my mash on(Ross), no mask on(Ross), Cross Ross baby it'll be a sad song

[Refrain: Akon]
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee ya there'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger but still that same nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line(ohhh)

Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line

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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:44

Can You Believe It?



[Styles P & Akon]
What up John (testing one, two, three)
What up Kon (hey convict music)
Let’s go (can you believe it)

  Styles P :

Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime hood niggas look like stars
Jewelry drip, fresh white airs, mommy shake it up keep your ass right there (ohh, can you believe it?)
My man got liquor and my cup’s right here, I can smell smoke pass the dutch right here
Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off, I wanna smash that (ohh, can you believe it?)
Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shake, you jingling baby?
Back your ass up, I’m a start tingling baby, we can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea, can you believe it?)
P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it, nigga don’t cuff it if you ain’t in love with it
Matter fact let the grub get it, please don’t hate cause at least you can say you was with it

(Refrain) Akon
Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the shit I see
In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed, that’s when it really bond on me
I’m a be here for life, i aint never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
It’s just another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get this dough
yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhh
Can you believe It?

Styles P  :
Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top Yankee, tanned out Tims
Bracelet, chain, fronts bob thin, new tattoos, new black shoes (hey, can you believe it?)
Gucci, Ermays, do that too, wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe
Nigga drop the top, come thru the hood, put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot (ooh. oohh, ohh can you believe it?)
Lending outfits all in the bus cause none of us could see a summer without trips (none of us can see it)
Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you but they all lack good if the hood bothered you

(Refrain) Akon
Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the sh*t I see
In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed, that’s when it really bond on me
I’m a be here for life, never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
It’s just another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get this dough
yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you believe It?

Styles P :
Basketball tournament, pitbull pups
Ladies in the club poring Chris in cups
Niggas in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up)
But you still trying to act like ain’t sh*t enough
Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs
Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light, I wanna smoke but I could search for my life

Akon :
Can you believe it? I’ve done spent ten again, watching her bend again, dancing for many men
Tell me have ever though about getting in, a room full of convicts and D Block militants
We’ll show you the time of your life, you can occupy my passenger side
Introduce you to the street life, watch you fall in love after just one night
Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you believe It?

[Styles P & Akon]
Can you believe It? (Can you believe It? )
Lil’ John, Akon, S.P. the ghost
Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe It? )
Can you believe It (Can you believe It? )
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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:43
[Akon:]

Shady
Konvict
Upfront
Akon
Slim Shady

I see the one, because she be that lady! Hey!
I feel you creeping on, I can see from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo
and posibbly bend you over look back and watch me

[Refrain (2X)]

Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!

Upfront style ready to attack now
pull in the parking lot slow with the lac down
Konvicts got the whole thing packed now
Step in the club now and wardobe intact now!
I feel it down and cracked now (ooh)
I see it dull and backed now
I'm gonna call her, than I pull the mack down
Money no problem, pocket full of that now!

I feel you creeping on, I can see from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo
and posibbly bend you over look back and watch me

[Refrain(2x)]

Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!

[Eminem:]

Ooh...Looks like another club banger
They better hang on when they throw this thing on
Get a lil drink on
They gonna flip for this Akon shit
You can bank on it!
Pedicure medicure kitty-cat claws
The way she climbs up and down them poles
Looking like one of them putty-cat dolls
Trying to hold my woodie back thru my chores
Steps upstage and think I saw
Creeps up behind me, shes like "yoo"
I'm like ya I know lets cut to the chase
No time to waste back to my place
Starts from the club to the crib it's like a mile away
I'm more like a pal of shall I say
Plus I got pal of gal? his game
In fact he is the one singing the song that's playing
"Akon!"

[Akon:]

I feel you creeping on, I can see from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo
and posibbly bend you over look back and watch me

[Refrain]

Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!

Eminem is rollin', d and em rollin' bo
And all marvelous them rolling
Women just holding big booty rollin'
Soon I'll be on Eminem throwin "D!"
Hittin on less than "Three!"
Block wheel style like "Whee!"
Girl I can tell you want me because lately

I feel you creeping on, I can see from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like tabo
and posibbly bend you over look back and watch me

[Refrain]

Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!


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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:42

"I Wanna Luv U (I Wanna Fuck You)"

(feat. Snoop Dogg)


[Akon:] Konvict...Music...and you know upfront.

[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, you already know

[Snoop Dogg]
Money in the air as mo feel grad you by your coat tail take you to the motel, hoe sale,
dont tell, wont tell, baby said I dont talk dogg but she told on me, oh well,
take a picture wit me, what the flick gon do, baby stick to me & ima stick on u,
if u pick me then ima pick on you, d-o-double g and im here to put this dick on you,
I'm stuck on pussy n urs is right, wrip ridinin them poles and them doors is tight
and ima get me a shot for the end of the night cuz pussy is pussy and baby ur pussy for life.

[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, you already know

[Akon]
Shorty I can see u aint lonely handfull of niggas n they all got cheese,
so u lookin at me now whats it gonna be just another tease far as I can see,
tryin get u up out this club if it means spendin' a couple dubs,
throwin bout 30 stacks in the back make it rain like that cuz I'm far from a scrub,
u kno my pedigree, ex-deala use to move phetamines,
girl I spend money like it dont mean nuthin n besides I got a thing for u.

[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, you already know

[Snoop Dogg]
Mobbin' through club in low pressin im sittin in the back in the smokers section (just smokin),
birds eye, I got a clear view, you cant see me but I can see u (baby I see u),
its cool we jet the mood is set,
your pussy is wet u rubbin your back and touchin your neck,
ur body is movin' u humpin' n jumpin' ur titties is bouncin' u smilin' n grinin' n lookin at me.

[Akon]
Girl n while your looking at me im ready to hit the caddy right up on the patio move the patty to the caddy,
baby u got a phatty the type I like to marry wantin to just give u everythin n thats kinda scary,
cuz I'm lovin the way you shake your ass , bouncin', got me tippin' my glass,
lil' mully dont get caught up to fast but I got a thing for you.

[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, you already know

[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, you already know

girl...


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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:41

"Gangsta Bop"


Konvict eh eh eh eh eh eh
Go gangsta eh eh eh eh eh eh
Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin
Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was glockin
See now a days seems like 'erbody wanna be killas
Gorillas getting high off that weed and liquor you die quicker
Paramedic's drive back slow to the hospital you get
Pronounced dead at 4 to the hospital stop frontin when you know you wont pull none
First nigga to retreat when the tools bust
Playin with death is bad for your health all your homeboys gone you're the last one left
They hearts beatin but these niggas be scared The real ones are all locked up or dead now a days your cant find a good conect But if you do you might be the feds

[REFRAIN]
I don't know me you don't know you you don't know the history I got on these streets
Only if you see what my eyes have seen Then youll understand why im surrounded by G's
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don't freeze
pause for a minute garuntee you gon' bleed
Cuz that's how we was raised growin up on these streets

Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin
Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was glockin

See its hard to be good easy to do evil and I aint really in meetin wit no people
Just put the money in the bag and ill leave you with the weed coke lambo or visa
You make a hundred dollars to the streets you made a g
When you coppin O's they're swearin you move keys Feds getting close in the rap scene G's and they try n find em beers not the one that slippin trees
We got the purp we got that blue you want short skirts we got that two
Whateva you need my nigga show me the G's and baby you could believe that we could make that proof

[REFRAIN]
I don't know me you don't know you you don't know the history I got on these streets
Only if you see what my eyes have seen Then youll understand why im surrounded by G's
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don't freeze
pause for a minute garuntee you gon' bleed
Cuz that's how we was raised growin up on these streets

Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin
Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was clockin

Streets been watchin and they don't blink Sidewalk get ears that pay me no sleep
The fittest will survive the weak just don't eat Erbody in between just getting the rap sheet


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Jeudi 16 novembre 2006 4 16 /11 /Nov /2006 08:38
Go To War
(ft Papoose)



[Papoose:]

Ya wanna go to war lets get it then
If war bring peace im wit it then
I don't start beef i finish it
Ghetto soldiers, we militant.

[Akon:]
I dont like to fuss or fight
Just trying to live life rightt
Don't take my kindness for weakness
Cuz i will take your life....
At first i will walk away...
Unless they push me to play
But thats something I know you will regret
So please dont forget

[Akon:]
Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo
Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

Got an S on my chest hahaha

[Papoose:]
The soldiers get trained by the leutinent
The leutinent get all of his orders from the captain
General, when i was young i got drafted
Sent me to the army of Brooklyn, those bastards
Full of soldiers, my homies lay in caskets
They couldn't survive the heat
Just like the mavericks
And I dont buy wolf tickets from niggas
But niggas be wolfin so i walk around on my clippers
Some of my people was alive from my struggle
But aint lived to see my success
They wanted to see me make it, but got stripped naked
And layed in the mall cuz of death
So yo now im successful how can i celebrate it?
They died early, so in their eyes I never made it
I ain't goin' give you my life, you gotta take it
Soldier, I'm going out Blazin'

[Akon:]
Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo
Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)
(Big mike, Evil Empire)

[Papoose:]
We said the same thing at the same time
I aint knock on wood
Black cat crossed my path, my luck still good
Brook a mirror, i aint get 7 years of bad luck
Nuttin bad aint even happened, my left eye jumped
Put my hat on the bed when i walked in the room
Swept my feet, and i aint even spit on the broom
What im try'na say is, Im not supersticious
Akon what am I ?
(Im a ghetto soldier)
My right hand itchin, been havin money kid.
I even opened the unbrella in da crib
Bought my girl some shoes, she aint walk outta my life
No bad luck, I skipped the po twice
No superstition, just wise intuition
On the battle field get killed or do the killin
By the way my good luck charm is a bisquit
Ghetto soldier to the ended

[Akon:]
Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo
Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)
(hey!)

[Papoose:]
No pain no gain
All of the trama is killing me
Pain cant swim thats why I drown in that Hennesey
Tired of the enemy, runnin to your crib
Slumped you in your fireplace and have smoke comin outta
your chimney
I could see straight through your plast? and your trickory
It dont mean shit to me, im trying to get to the bottom of it
But I lost a whole lot of my energy
Tryna get to the bottom of a bottomless industry
Now-a-days all i got is my pride and my dignity
You ridin with sympathy
They say misery needs company, why people company
You kiddin' me, when I could grab a weapon and put him outta his misery
Says shots asked you to tell you Im not playing!
When you fire back you let me know what chu saying
This gun busting its like an unspoken language
We communicate with our guns, this shit is dangerous.

[Akon:]
Im a ghetto soldier, desporatoOoOo
Im a ghetto soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

(Ya know)
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