Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 1- Wiz)
All my niggas is rude All my niggas'll shoot Every thought with emotion All the generals will will proof That we get at this paper Back smack these fools Do whatever for the cheddar Even clap that dude I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin What my niggas'll do When we start movin' ill That's when you know it ain't cool It ain't safe man This nigga watchin' my slang That's when he wanted to hang That's when he pledged to my gang But we don't fuck wit no badges Unless they takin' the blame Of a 20 corpse masacare And never sayin' my name Blastin' ya Never doin' a thang I never heard nothin, seen nothin Anyway My Braveheart (?) will wet you Hit you forget you Throw the cops off That nigga Wiz is a boss I don't respect you Hit 'em up with AK's Bet you never come back When I get you, nigga
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 2-Jungle)
Anywhere you see me standin' I make it like my block Ya wanna call the cops Cause my fo-five blocked I put you in the hospital Picture me poppin' you Standin' over top of you Survival's impossible A miracle My bullets be tearin' you Blood out ya bullet wounds Ya condition be critical I'm invisible Bangin' wit my gang My SK wit the scope Hit you long range And I know, You don't wanna die I cant see it in ya eyes That ya life is a lie I'ma, mastermind Always on the grind From Alabama to Atlanta Sellin' them pies My homie's doin' time Comin' home spittin' rhymes I get a nigga a nine And a handful of dimes Henny no chaser Roll a dutch, not paper Lets get this money now Nigga, never later
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 3- Wiz and (Jungle))
Now how we do wit snitch? (They get the street death penalty) (3 shots in tha head) (Tha mutha fuckin remedy) Nigga told on the whole family! (Yeah son we gon get him) (Bullets is gon hit him) (I don't care who wit him) So we jump in the V (Now we lookin for his crib) (Circle where he live) (Yo, look! There it is) Runnin' up the steps to the bitch Who snitched on my partner (Ay yo, yo, knock on the door son) (Shot his father!) Lettin off some low shots Bullets barkin and sparkin (We killin anybody) (In the apartment) On the getaway (Gun's out joggin to the cars) I think that nigga NaShawn Popped a little too far (Ay yo, Wiz) (There goes a witness!) Jungle handle ya business, nigga I'ma pull up wit the car wit the quickness (Fuck a courtcase) (I shot him in the face) And if the cops come None of these bullets goin to waste
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally
(2nd Chorus) He really really really fucked my coochie He really really really turned me out He really really really got to gut me He really really made me scream and shout
(3rd Chorus) He really taught me how to work my body He really taught me how to do it with my mouth He really really tried to hurt me hurt me I really love his thug and gangsta style
(Verse One) Yeah what up ma, take a look, you hypnotized on how my long dick stretch your insides for real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs stoke both holes, pass it to Nas or pass it to Naish, or pass it to Jung or pass it to Horse, then that ass gettin tossed fuck a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale i got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail i fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real and aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feel bust three times throw her the peace sign she sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeks Long leg hoes, mo'head hoes, married bitches Me and my dog - fuckin them both they got us switchin Is the nigga gangsta? Yeah, that's how I'm livin That's how I'm playin - I got these freak fuckin hoes singin
(1st Chorus) (2nd Chorus)
(Verse Two) Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ring Deep throat my nine inch, gut from the front and grind from the side and, fuck from behind and Grab her hair slap her ass, she screamin like she dyin Make her come four times without even tryin I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap Tight blue jeans, air max Small gucci bag No loot and no job Stay home giving blow jobs Like no prob, it's simple Holla out the window it's the project nympho Fuck my whole crew, you know how we do you got that good pussy I can share with my peoples Be a brave girl, do your thang Let them tities hang, I'll have all the bitches sayin
(1st chorus) (2nd chorus)
(Verse Three) When it comes to sex I'm similar to the thriller in manilla Bitches call me Horse the pussy filler I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch Aint no sleepin in my bedroom When henny's in my dick When Flex drop the bomb i bust a nut on this bitch Deep throat, ceaser gold or pun wicked hoes Who like the way i thug and the way i flow I like head in the Benz, the four door or the Coupe Head in the staircase, the cellar or the roof Head in the studio, the bathroom or the booth Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot Like Nia Lomg in a cherry thong with the lights on Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone Long dick the bitch all night, I'll make her pussy sing the song
(4th chorus) oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang oo-chie wally wally
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 1- Wiz)
All my niggas is rude All my niggas'll shoot Every thought with emotion All the generals will will proof That we get at this paper Back smack these fools Do whatever for the cheddar Even clap that dude I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin What my niggas'll do When we start movin' ill That's when you know it ain't cool It ain't safe man This nigga watchin' my slang That's when he wanted to hang That's when he pledged to my gang But we don't fuck wit no badges Unless they takin' the blame Of a 20 corpse masacare And never sayin' my name Blastin' ya Never doin' a thang I never heard nothin, seen nothin Anyway My Braveheart (?) will wet you Hit you forget you Throw the cops off That nigga Wiz is a boss I don't respect you Hit 'em up with AK's Bet you never come back When I get you, nigga
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 2-Jungle)
Anywhere you see me standin' I make it like my block Ya wanna call the cops Cause my fo-five blocked I put you in the hospital Picture me poppin' you Standin' over top of you Survival's impossible A miracle My bullets be tearin' you Blood out ya bullet wounds Ya condition be critical I'm invisible Bangin' wit my gang My SK wit the scope Hit you long range And I know, You don't wanna die I cant see it in ya eyes That ya life is a lie I'ma, mastermind Always on the grind From Alabama to Atlanta Sellin' them pies My homie's doin' time Comin' home spittin' rhymes I get a nigga a nine And a handful of dimes Henny no chaser Roll a dutch, not paper Lets get this money now Nigga, never later
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Verse 3- Wiz and (Jungle))
Now how we do wit snitch? (They get the street death penalty) (3 shots in tha head) (Tha mutha fuckin remedy) Nigga told on the whole family! (Yeah son we gon get him) (Bullets is gon hit him) (I don't care who wit him) So we jump in the V (Now we lookin for his crib) (Circle where he live) (Yo, look! There it is) Runnin' up the steps to the bitch Who snitched on my partner (Ay yo, yo, knock on the door son) (Shot his father!) Lettin off some low shots Bullets barkin and sparkin (We killin anybody) (In the apartment) On the getaway (Gun's out joggin to the cars) I think that nigga NaShawn Popped a little too far (Ay yo, Wiz) (There goes a witness!) Jungle handle ya business, nigga I'ma pull up wit the car wit the quickness (Fuck a courtcase) (I shot him in the face) And if the cops come None of these bullets goin to waste
(Chorus)
Now when I pull out that thang You know what I'ma do You's a dead motha fucka Or when I catch you wit no dough Without ya whole crew You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear Your mere mortal life I take it And you know that, I Will
(Chorus) We live like we got left for time Better get why But in the end will you be satisfied If your life We got to realize (gotta realize) Money, cars, niggaz, bars, clothes No tellin what you know 'bout us
(Nashawn) Minked out fresh line Beam it out seat recline All these hood chicks admire my shine 47 inch links, all kind of pieces Drugs scales remember the days of drug sells And now accountings send me checks in the mail And I ain't got time for no sell Diver Rims spinnin on a new CL Too much money gotta stay on the DL All these hoar hoes callin my cell Forward the calls to my voice mail Nashawn fortune pervail Got these bitches feelin me like a blind bitch'll feel brail I coped diamonds it ain't hard to tell For my shine have a lead fight my charm like the head light I know everythin that there is to know That you gotta know to blow We get that dough, holla is
(Chorus)
(Wiz) Yo, I pick a brick up, the quicker picker upper Cook on ovens, pushin shoven, the hustler Early in the mornin, watch out for police The D's and decoys try to destroy me But I'mma...champ not a chump I move swifin turn the pistol on the punks But what will the jury say, think do I can't think of that, fuck it I might as well run cool Through the projects like "Batman & Robin" Cops and robbers, but I'm liver Kill you and hide ya What could I do but be a project nigga That'll engine somethin quicker for figgaz I can't lie to you I realized how to survive and get money stay alive But all my niggaz be so quick down and die But all my thorugh nigga know they can't take that money to th sky
(Chorus)
(Jungle) Yo, we confronted Tupac smoked blunts wit Biggie Got love from Suge Knight, did the clubs wit Diddy I was just a lil kid when Nas from the Bridge He would bail me from jail, keep me free from bids Why play in the pool when I can surf in the ocean Livin that rich life I like that camotion The bitch wit the tities out, got a nigga open My jewelry be showin, heavy when we rollin Please don't bring yo girl around me One look at Jungle she hand me the pussy Just like a waitress servin my dinner My diamonds be drippin, she need a bread winner I burn C-notes hold 40 cal in plastics Put fashion in the Benz, fuck it if I rap it The money keep stackin in duffle bags and shit We came a long way, ma tell 'em how we live
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 1) Yo' it feels so good, shorty gobble'n & swallowin Baby bob then weave, them lips I bust on top of dem Yo ass so fat, you see ghetto booty bounce up and down Like a porno movie, Girls Gone Wild Swing it all around Can I hit it like dis, like dat, I get way inside from da back Stand up ma, bend over love Let me control ya, I'll fold ya all up like a pretzel I'll protect and caress you Adorable, I won't neglect you or disrespect you
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 2) Nigga she was addicted to what the dick did Had her goin crazy fuckin wit them lips kid Doin it, cum quick I might ruin it So I gotta switch positions and get into it And bitch you betta hold on for dat ride Rowdy piper, yes my dick's inside I mean My shit must of been made for this spot Cause I couldn't think of a betta place (Why not?) Cause the weed and liquor is gettin to me In a flash, and dat ass is where it's suppose to be Pussy take me to ecstasy so I know when I beat it I'm good You stayin right next to me And girl ya know that I'll do it all night Fuck to the mornin' I get it right BraveHearts, about to blow G-W-I-Z I tell 'em ohh
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 3) Yo' I rip it up right, yeaa iight I make a hoe wanna turn into my housewife The sex, the cash, I'm from the projects I grew up fast I had the old and the young hoodrats Mixin hypnotic and the cognac Bitches on my dick cause I bust my gats Some (? can't spell it) it be like dat
So let me turn it a tad I eat it up, beat it up when I'm in it I think I fucked some (?) wit me Blaze the haze, the sex is crazy Fuck ya friend, she aint wit it, she hatin huh? The brains is serious put me on I'ma pimp or mack dats dealin till dawn Jungle, Wiz straight out the Bridge In the club, bitches see us and they lickin they lips
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Verse 1) See my sleazy, sluty breezy Does anything I want, she thinks she needs me Shave her pussy hair use to be (?) Ass like Serena playin tennis on Tv Terrific tight vagina Very wet when I be deep inside her My grandma said she was too fast She was in the club shakin dat ass Hangin out late, smokin and drinkin Ready to pop off without even thinkin She want the cash, the clothes, the cars She wanna lay up in the bed wit the stars When this bitch is naked, she the sexiest She possesed the kid like the exorcist Her breast excellent, "C" cup titties She be rollin my weed when I drive through New Yetti
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Verse 2) I got a ride, babygirl ass too stu-pen-dous Freaks I'm with this, Jung my witness Bitch aint got nothin on this, (?) Fuck a sundown, the sun up summer through christmas Gimme them lips here, both of 'em Open 'em it's a real pimp in here Condom, anyone and this all tight girl Aint no slippin off and once I get it started bitch I'm rippin walls, a mintue on I gotta get it, since you say it like dat, I'm wit it Runnin to tell my niggas you comin wit me to get 'em We bringin ya friends wit us, oh they in the ride We in the south we gon' swing it all ova the east side Queens, get it popin Not only will bitches man stop us Hollow points, face slappers dat's another chapter but For now I got babygirl ass waist in my face She talkin to me while we drivin on the highway sayin
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut And I'm not gon' front (?) like you mean it Yes I'll give you head and I aint gon' lie Pull ya thing out and we'll do it all night
(Verse 3 - Jungle & Wiz)
(Jung) Just like dat, baby don't move I'ma slide my nine inch up in you
(Wiz) And I'ma straight take her to the bathroom And we get it popin it's non stoppin so ma it's on you
(Jung) The bitch is a freak, but it's cool wit me she neva do to y'all like she do wit me
(Wiz) Yea girl pull down the bickies and pull out the titties and gimme the pussy
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Intro (Nas) Yeahhhhh I'ma do it from back hereee What up Braveheart? what it taste like daddy? (chocolate cake nigga) Yeah that's what I'm talking about that's how it's supposed to be Life is beautiful Yo this girl tried to play me thow .. so I had to ya know .. I had to do my thing to step it up Get right with a new one .. Now I'm feeling alright so everythings all good
(Chorus: Jully Black) (It's alrightttttt) Nothing ever gonna nothings ever gonna come between me and you Baby I just got to let you know (Knowwww) Nothing ever gonna nothings ever gonna come between me and you I promise you the sun moon and stars
(Verse 1: Jungle) We used to meet at the motel Heart break hotel Body hypnotic exotic as hell Got a nigga in a spell She from my dreams Girl taste good like carvelle ice cream A few tatoo's on her butter soft skin I gave my support when she had that abortion Remember I could make you warm in the winter Buy you a mink coat every december And laugh and joke about the shit we been threw Then you open your legs and say be gentle I'll try I can see they spark in your eyes It's gonna be fireworks like the fourth of july Untouchable, unbreakable, intimate, multiple orgasms .. when I be rippin it Your favorite positions, neighbours be listening, hating and wishing that our relationship end But you my brave girl
(Chorus: Jully Black)
(Verse 2: Wiz) Now let me tell you what I am here to do My baby girl is stuck stupid looking misserable ma keep your head up Cause ma I'm right here let's do the damn thing girl it can't be love Cause I be waiting a minute for your walk by Listen I'm lifting your legs up in the air my only vision While I'm stroking thinking about money and smoking Hoping we could do this again and again and again and again yo I feel your pain I'm leaving your mouth dry your man can't do this ma he to lame Keep him of your brain While you let me do me on you drove off as soon as I came It was evident shorty talking celebent never this I am not reverend do you hear what I'm telling you The time is now or never shortyyy screaming and yelling Yo calm down and let my comrad tell it
(Verse 3: Nas - singing) Girl you look so sweet (so sweet girl) But that is what you are (what you are baby) And no one comes between (nobody) Never some moon and stars (that's right) Some come sail away with me (me and you) Cause your my Braveheart girl (Bravehearts) And will get high with each other uh huh (uh huh)
(Nas - rapping) Phase one we meet and exchange numbers Phase two is day two call you for a adress to come to Day three is phase three h-e-a-d usually But cause we just met there is other interests Want to smuther with teady bears and lilly's Wine and dine you I'm a gentleman but savage behind you Know you feeling me my carrots will blind you You love me but I love liquir and bud I married tijuana
(Chorus) First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast to tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow
(Verse 1) I say we got them big guns dat tear yo ass up How we do thangs, you'll get yo' ass gut Styrofoam in yo' casket, you lying in tha dust Yo' pistol packin years wasn't nuttin, see how we hit 'em To tha body, and the streets so strong Telling my bitches and my niggas hold on I know I'm getting high, I fuck a bitch she cry She hold me so tight never want me to be gone Now I'm wrong, this Gee Wiz ? Now you it's him it's me I'm flossin wit my other half Jungle yall see So when we step up we waste no time We flut up ya fans, and take 'em, they mine I throw a nigga, stomp a nigga BraveHeart style No set can come close to us, fool, they clowns The Battle of my ? it go round and round I turn a stupid ass smile upside down
(Chorus) First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast to tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow
(Verse 2) Yo' you popin off wit them BraveHearts Gettin' money son it's all about dat paper yea, them bitches want me on top of them They see them diamonds, they always sparklin I be ill legal wit dat desert eagle I hit you all up in yo head in front of yo people Nigga, I empty out on yo bitch ass You'll be dead so fast shit push back Cause life aint shit but bitches end millions Good investments like acres and buildings Lil Shortys in tha hood raisin them children Baby dad locked up or somebody killed 'em Fa real yo, it's crazy yo', drama all day yo My niggas in prison wanna hear me on tha radio Cause where I'm from yo, life aint a game yo Jungle's my name yo, blow wit a fo' fo'
(Chorus) First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast to tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow
(Verse 3) Yo' the cash must be made Organized crime, cook up a kilo break it down to dimes, spread it out in packages ? and ? Fuck them handcuffs the cops can't touch us A fourty-five, they got accurate aim If you aint in my game take a bullet to tha brain Shit, nobody cares, life aint fair I feel like I was born in an electric chair Yo' wheres tha jungle, gon' be here for years Just a stopper through the game like the numba man In the hood, ? you got ? BraveHeart slam Step up on tha side my man you don't undastand I'm from tha QB side of things, things is things but You know my niggas,yo they let them things ring And we right, straight right through yall niggas Snatchin dat paper, & you know we snatch a couple bitches right
(Chorus) First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the range rove Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast to tha west coast, yall know how we go First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow
(NaShawn (chorus)) Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love
(Verse 1) Yo' do you wanna live or do you wanna die I'll throw you off the bridge wit a bullet in ya eye Like a (ribbon) in tha sky, you'll be floatin in tha air Got to see ur mother cry at the wake of tha year I'll give her a hug and tell her be strong then Smack her in tha face wit a fourty-four long I know I be wrong, dats how I get it on I hope yall acknowledge the hook on this song I got macs and tecs, snug, revovlers, oozies I got 'em, gauge no problem, calicos, AKs,357's nine milly's trey aint send you to heaven I gave my lady a 380, a 22, a two five, bitch went crazy popin forever, one for all BraveHearted we stand nigga fuck all yall
(NaShawn (chorus)) Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love
(Verse 2) Yo' stop playin I'm layin for my dawgs I would die for, cabbage patch this niggas Souls in the sky more, shots rang, glocks bang, Hot thangs, leave 'em wit his watch and rang Stop and aim, I'm ? top soil get my rocks off For my family, you a corpse, what you thought For my seeds I even let the wrong man bleed Sit there wit tha right one and give 'em three See me, don't think cause I'm on tv Dat a nigga won't massacre ya family I love guns, and bustin 'em off for loved ones Get it done, big or small one even for funds I love cash, for loot, I kill yo' ass Brains through tha roof of tha coupe I watch the blood splash And I hate most dudes dat aint my blood and I buss my guns for the one I love
(NaShawn (chorus)) Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love
(Verse 3) I buss guns for the ones I love I leave a nigga leakin for somethin Them guns straight quicker and quicker He seek its comin, my nigga jung jumpin on niggas,da shells is dumpin No fingerprints,shoot again these muthafuckas don't make sense sayin dat me and my niggas can't win, why See tha guns pointed at ya face Plus ya clique surrounded cause they fake They die, see my attitude, bust a muthafucka for food, now I'm mad at you Hit you then I toss tha tool Never sober, shoot niggas and run 'em ova Gee Wiz, Bh, I'ma test a QB soldier I run away wit yo' head in my arms like (brett farve) them muthafuckas take to tha streets Them BraveHearts, shootin on these muthafuckin faggots Go 'head nigga pull ya gun I'ma grab it then
(NaShawn (chorus)) Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love
(Verse 1) Yo' G,W,I,Z, Won't yall come fuck wit me While I lay, get chased, catch, and cash tha check Stomp niggas out take respect Wit a sawed off shotgun, hand on tha pump I sips on grey goose, smokin on tha blunt I fucks wit this broad she do what I want I fuck her real slow, she like when I pump I be on my block done, I do whats I want And an' nigga dat front, I do whats I want I shoot and don't blink, I lay you out in tha street I mean I'm fuckin wit dem niggas dats ? and blaze when they ? shit, dats evident leavin no evidence, who you messin wit It's ill will and yall niggas ?, I shoot to kill They never saw me
(Verse 2) You could put on dat vest, I'ma shoot ya in tha head Won't aim for tha chest, Bet you won't survive Ten hollow tips out my crome fo' five I got to drop on you, element of surprise nigga what you wanna do, I really see dead people I got the nine millimeter, I could make ya face see-through Transparent, potholes in ya melon, damaged from tha ratchet Happens if u tellin, Jungle'll live by the morals of tha street Not like snitch CJ, or bitch Jay-z, and beef from niggas only play defense, guns never spark in tha freight of my office Two us now put they body in tha garbage Yall niggas pussy we BraveHearted
(Verse 3) My name is ?, I come from the past Wit insects crawlin on me like I'm dead I don't eat I just fast, I don't beef I just ? Blood in my palm, I left tha cross only white nuns soaked up tha offerin, black ? ones dressed up like bush identical mass, I fuck 'em hard wit a sinister laugh Then puff on a cigar, like Tony Matana Me and Sony got problems, if I die they say I'm only a modist To me I'm braver, do me a favor, put you on my ? you could be paid, the label puts you in my place I'm jewish, like Sammy Davis Jr Holdin a louie suitcase wit ? and ? chopped in pieces Now I'm locked up wit phsycos who eat they feces Call the Hearts break me out and I'll reveal deep secrets Bout the street shit dat yall so obsessed by I rep my niggas till tha death while tha rest slide Or rest die,Brave
[Chorus 2x] I be dippin in tha twilight, wit gangstas, Smokin weed up in my ride life the same stuff, its still a bitch livin like I'm rich bang broads call me Mr. International ghetto stars
[Verse 1] Yo' I talk like a champion,walk like a champion, body like a god, and I promise that Nas will hit you off, flow like a gangsta, blum bum bum bum bum bustin like dummies, so mami you come and lick it off, I stay right, purple haze'd outfit stay on my ? blood stay in my mouf, ? layed out tequila sunrise and five 6's surprise bitches Nas from the trenches, hot as he survived This is ?, here for good, Rep fo' my thugs, plumper than last summer, stomach streched from tha grub, good livin, good women I fuck wit straight stallions, bowleg stances go 'head handsome, but they all scream my cars lean, hit up, every state,town, city wit my braveheart team, pretty face, round tits and ass, stay my queen, keep a burna in tha trunk, ate all fifteen
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[Verse 2] Yo' if you see me on mtv, don't forget I'm tha same nigga from QB Sittin on tha block, hungary & starvin Imaginin performin' at Madison Square Garden or Radio City, in New York City Bring tha whole hood wit me, gallons of henny My homie got shot right befo' my eyes, I got shot too, but I survived I was just a teenager, never had a pager always had flava, chasin dat paper I need dem diamonds, dem new clothes Pretty hoes, dat Bently Coupe all red like a rose and everybody knows, my gun goes off in tha west coast, durty south, and up north Jungle tha boss, a natural born hustler I despise suckas, ya punk muthafuckas!
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[Verse 3] Nigga I'm high wit high hopes fuck tha bullshit, stand up in front of dat You get tha full clip, I'll beat a nigga senseless His skin is missin, listen, my knockouts is six So serious, bang wit a "b" on my chest Yall niggas is bitches, ya touch me and I'm pullin ya dress from stitches to stitchin' I hate yall niggas, stomp you out like roaches Can't you see I'm here to get this paper just I'm suppose to I been a BraveHeart since semen, ? my pops schemin One thought to get up in my moms jeans and it came to this It feel like a muthafucka dreamin, but I'm here Fuck anything another nigga thinkin, see dem BraveHearts, damn, those my niggas, you got drama wit 'em Sleep witcha gun unda ya fuckin pillow This is real thangs, I know shit feels strange How dem QB niggas do thangs, check dis shit
(Lil Jon) Yeah! Bravehearts! Yeah! That boy Nas! Yeah! Me I'm your boy Lil Jon Yeah! Right now we going to talk about these niggas! Yeah! That's got a lot of mouth, what! Yeah! But when It's time to do some shit Yeah! They folding, these niggas is folding and shit Know What I'm talking bout, like paper Yeah!
(Chorus: Nas + Lil Jon) (N) I know your type I know your kind ya (L) Quick to back down (N) You be leaving when there's drama (L) Quick to back down (N) Fucking fake ass nigga (L) Quick to back down (N) Soft and cornflake nigga ya (L) Quick to back down (N) You ya whole crew ya (L) Quick to back down (N) Ya'll don't want none of this ya (L) Quick to back down (N) And I hate ya'll niggas ya (L) Quick to back down (N) Soft and cornflake nigga ya
(Nas) First of all this is Nas I'ma Braveheart veteran And y'all already know who I'm better than Yall know the beef in the hood it'll never end Never hit the club unless I get's my berretta in The letter N, short for Nasir More drama than the President with North Korea Gettin Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth Cowards I despise and my power keeps on risin Niggas try to hate me but they keep recognizin Who's the next label I'ma bury CEO's, rappers and A&R's go to the rap cemetary And ya all got guns but ya scared to use 'em Six million ways to die, nigga choose one I'm a Braveheart I'll be right here Y'all talk shit but I smell fear, motherfucker!
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(Jungle) Ay yo, all these niggas they afraid of the Bravehearts I'll take a razor open your face up I tried to tell these niggas we don't play I run up on you broad day with a A-K Cornball I can make your heart beat stop Pop pop your body drop from a couple shots When you see me in the street, we can handle the beef If you see me in jail you know you dead meat I be fighting and stabbin, shooting and laughing My ratchet blast on top of you bastards Committing sins in Cincinnati We'll drive by in all black caddy's A 21 gun salute Your last words be, please Jungle don't shoot Pussy, I'll put a slug between your eyes And stand there and watch your punk ass die
(Wiz) I'm fuckin' wit them, Bravehearts My niggas is coming we just don't stop Yall niggas is running I'm just goin pop I twist up my gun up and slap your mouth With Lil John down south My religion is green motherfucker too late Since birth, I'm cursed, the worst motherfucka in da state Time and time again you niggas back down, laugh now Fuck ya numbers nigga ya'll all fake The hunt is on, fuck if I'm wrong, test my dead arm Robbery, heavily armed, might leave him gone Bang him duff him, actin like he don't know what's going on Hang em' rush em' get his clown ass his teammates wrong And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge the brave way God aint going to save his bitch ass today Wait I'ma Braveheart I'll be right here Y'all talk shit but I smell fear, mothafuckas!
(Chorus) We live like we got left for time Better get why But in the end will you be satisfied If your life We got to realize (gotta realize) Money, cars, niggaz, bars, clothes No tellin what you know 'bout us
(Nashawn) Minked out fresh line Beam it out seat recline All these hood chicks admire my shine 47 inch links, all kind of pieces Drugs scales remember the days of drug sells And now accountings send me checks in the mail And I ain't got time for no sell Diver Rims spinnin on a new CL Too much money gotta stay on the DL All these hoar hoes callin my cell Forward the calls to my voice mail Nashawn fortune pervail Got these bitches feelin me like a blind bitch'll feel brail I coped diamonds it ain't hard to tell For my shine have a lead fight my charm like the head light I know everythin that there is to know That you gotta know to blow We get that dough, holla is
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(Wiz) Yo, I pick a brick up, the quicker picker upper Cook on ovens, pushin shoven, the hustler Early in the mornin, watch out for police The D's and decoys try to destroy me But I'mma...champ not a chump I move swifin turn the pistol on the punks But what will the jury say, think do I can't think of that, fuck it I might as well run cool Through the projects like "Batman & Robin" Cops and robbers, but I'm liver Kill you and hide ya What could I do but be a project nigga That'll engine somethin quicker for figgaz I can't lie to you I realized how to survive and get money stay alive But all my niggaz be so quick down and die But all my thorugh nigga know they can't take that money to th sky
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(Jungle) Yo, we confronted Tupac smoked blunts wit Biggie Got love from Suge Knight, did the clubs wit Diddy I was just a lil kid when Nas from the Bridge He would bail me from jail, keep me free from bids Why play in the pool when I can surf in the ocean Livin that rich life I like that camotion The bitch wit the tities out, got a nigga open My jewelry be showin, heavy when we rollin Please don't bring yo girl around me One look at Jungle she hand me the pussy Just like a waitress servin my dinner My diamonds be drippin, she need a bread winner I burn C-notes hold 40 cal in plastics Put fashion in the Benz, fuck it if I rap it The money keep stackin in duffle bags and shit We came a long way, ma tell 'em how we live
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 1) Yo' it feels so good, shorty gobble'n & swallowin Baby bob then weave, them lips I bust on top of dem Yo ass so fat, you see ghetto booty bounce up and down Like a porno movie, Girls Gone Wild Swing it all around Can I hit it like dis, like dat, I get way inside from da back Stand up ma, bend over love Let me control ya, I'll fold ya all up like a pretzel I'll protect and caress you Adorable, I won't neglect you or disrespect you
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 2) Nigga she was addicted to what the dick did Had her goin crazy fuckin wit them lips kid Doin it, cum quick I might ruin it So I gotta switch positions and get into it And bitch you betta hold on for dat ride Rowdy piper, yes my dick's inside I mean My shit must of been made for this spot Cause I couldn't think of a betta place (Why not?) Cause the weed and liquor is gettin to me In a flash, and dat ass is where it's suppose to be Pussy take me to ecstasy so I know when I beat it I'm good You stayin right next to me And girl ya know that I'll do it all night Fuck to the mornin' I get it right BraveHearts, about to blow G-W-I-Z I tell 'em ohh
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Verse 3) Yo' I rip it up right, yeaa iight I make a hoe wanna turn into my housewife The sex, the cash, I'm from the projects I grew up fast I had the old and the young hoodrats Mixin hypnotic and the cognac Bitches on my dick cause I bust my gats Some (? can't spell it) it be like dat
So let me turn it a tad I eat it up, beat it up when I'm in it I think I fucked some (?) wit me Blaze the haze, the sex is crazy Fuck ya friend, she aint wit it, she hatin huh? The brains is serious put me on I'ma pimp or mack dats dealin till dawn Jungle, Wiz straight out the Bridge In the club, bitches see us and they lickin they lips
(Chorus 2x) I get a sensation when you suck my dick And you lick my balls Gimme dat good pussy I can knock down 'em all
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Verse 1) See my sleazy, sluty breezy Does anything I want, she thinks she needs me Shave her pussy hair use to be (?) Ass like Serena playin tennis on Tv Terrific tight vagina Very wet when I be deep inside her My grandma said she was too fast She was in the club shakin dat ass Hangin out late, smokin and drinkin Ready to pop off without even thinkin She want the cash, the clothes, the cars She wanna lay up in the bed wit the stars When this bitch is naked, she the sexiest She possesed the kid like the exorcist Her breast excellent, "C" cup titties She be rollin my weed when I drive through New Yetti
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Verse 2) I got a ride, babygirl ass too stu-pen-dous Freaks I'm with this, Jung my witness Bitch aint got nothin on this, (?) Fuck a sundown, the sun up summer through christmas Gimme them lips here, both of 'em Open 'em it's a real pimp in here Condom, anyone and this all tight girl Aint no slippin off and once I get it started bitch I'm rippin walls, a mintue on I gotta get it, since you say it like dat, I'm wit it Runnin to tell my niggas you comin wit me to get 'em We bringin ya friends wit us, oh they in the ride We in the south we gon' swing it all ova the east side Queens, get it popin Not only will bitches man stop us Hollow points, face slappers dat's another chapter but For now I got babygirl ass waist in my face She talkin to me while we drivin on the highway sayin
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut And I'm not gon' front (?) like you mean it Yes I'll give you head and I aint gon' lie Pull ya thing out and we'll do it all night
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(Jung) Just like dat, baby don't move I'ma slide my nine inch up in you
(Wiz) And I'ma straight take her to the bathroom And we get it popin it's non stoppin so ma it's on you
(Jung) The bitch is a freak, but it's cool wit me she neva do to y'all like she do wit me
(Wiz) Yea girl pull down the bickies and pull out the titties and gimme the pussy
(Chorus) Baby, I wanna fuck I'll be yo' down ass slut You know I like it rough You can do it in my butt When you look at me I wanna throw my leg up And give you what you want So nigga get dat nut
(Intro (Nas) Yeahhhhh I'ma do it from back hereee What up Braveheart? what it taste like daddy? (chocolate cake nigga) Yeah that's what I'm talking about that's how it's supposed to be Life is beautiful Yo this girl tried to play me thow .. so I had to ya know .. I had to do my thing to step it up Get right with a new one .. Now I'm feeling alright so everythings all good
(Chorus: Jully Black) (It's alrightttttt) Nothing ever gonna nothings ever gonna come between me and you Baby I just got to let you know (Knowwww) Nothing ever gonna nothings ever gonna come between me and you I promise you the sun moon and stars
(Verse 1: Jungle) We used to meet at the motel Heart break hotel Body hypnotic exotic as hell Got a nigga in a spell She from my dreams Girl taste good like carvelle ice cream A few tatoo's on her butter soft skin I gave my support when she had that abortion Remember I could make you warm in the winter Buy you a mink coat every december And laugh and joke about the shit we been threw Then you open your legs and say be gentle I'll try I can see they spark in your eyes It's gonna be fireworks like the fourth of july Untouchable, unbreakable, intimate, multiple orgasms .. when I be rippin it Your favorite positions, neighbours be listening, hating and wishing that our relationship end But you my brave girl
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(Verse 2: Wiz) Now let me tell you what I am here to do My baby girl is stuck stupid looking misserable ma keep your head up Cause ma I'm right here let's do the damn thing girl it can't be love Cause I be waiting a minute for your walk by Listen I'm lifting your legs up in the air my only vision While I'm stroking thinking about money and smoking Hoping we could do this again and again and again and again yo I feel your pain I'm leaving your mouth dry your man can't do this ma he to lame Keep him of your brain While you let me do me on you drove off as soon as I came It was evident shorty talking celebent never this I am not reverend do you hear what I'm telling you The time is now or never shortyyy screaming and yelling Yo calm down and let my comrad tell it
(Verse 3: Nas - singing) Girl you look so sweet (so sweet girl) But that is what you are (what you are baby) And no one comes between (nobody) Never some moon and stars (that's right) Some come sail away with me (me and you) Cause your my Braveheart girl (Bravehearts) And will get high with each other uh huh (uh huh)
(Nas - rapping) Phase one we meet and exchange numbers Phase two is day two call you for a adress to come to Day three is phase three h-e-a-d usually But cause we just met there is other interests Want to smuther with teady bears and lilly's Wine and dine you I'm a gentleman but savage behind you Know you feeling me my carrots will blind you You love me but I love liquir and bud I married tijuana
