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from Irv Gotti - Irv Gotti Presents...The Remixes (2002)
Heh yeah
Rule baby, heh Mary J. Blige Murda INC Smile... [Mary] It′s just those rainy days Spend a lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun come out and shines again Smile for me, smile for me [Ja] All of those rainy days Spend ya lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun shines and I see your face Smile at me, smile at me [Mary] We were always livin so crazy and sexy and cool And we began to love it (began to love it) Watchin all of the heartache and pain of the world And thinkin nothin of it (thinkin nothin of it) And baby I got love for you And I know that you got me, baby But everytime the sun shines bright It gets so cloudy It′s just those rainy days Spend a lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun come out and shines again Smile for me, smile for me [Ja] All of those rainy days Spend ya lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun shines and I see your face Smile at me, smile at me [Mary] Nobody loves the rain [Ja] Can′t stand it We know we′ve seen it before [Mary] Baby, handle it Baby, what did we tell ya before About chasin those waterfalls [Both] Yeah... [Mary] Nobody loves the rain [Ja] Can′t stand it We know we′ve seen it before [Mary] Baby, handle it Baby, what did we tell ya before About chasin those waterfalls [Both] Yeah... [Ja] Yea baby Sometimes the Rule don′t mind the rain It kinda feels like I′m drownin in the Lords pain Until the sun comes out and shines again Smile, and give me reason to keep believin That everything ain′t misleadin And I, kiss the clouds on them rainy days And, smile for you when ya skys are gray Babe, cuz I′m a tear drop away from cryin And a few shots away from dyin Dear Lord, would you shower my pain Let it rain, let it rain on me While I cherish the air I breathe I′m an angel, that can′t soar, can′t fly And I, mastered it Lord knows why [Mary] It′s just those rainy days Spend a lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun come out and shines again Smile for me, smile for me [Ja] All of those rainy days Spend ya lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun shines and I see your face Smile at me, smile at me [Mary] I feel like an angel With my broken wings So I can soar again Lord let me in Baby through all the passion the pain and the hurt I feel like I′m fallin, yeah Makin clothes for all of those that Spread love And for those who can′t take it Stand up Baby, we gonna make it In the words of Marvin Gaye War is not the answer Cuz nobody loves the rain [Ja] Can′t stand it We know we′ve seen it before [Mary] Baby, handle it Baby, what did we tell ya before About chasin those waterfalls [Both] Yeah... [Mary] Nobody loves the rain [Ja] Can′t stand it We know we′ve seen it before [Mary] Baby, handle it Baby, what did we tell ya before About chasin those waterfalls [Both] Yeah... [Mary] It′s just those rainy days Spend a lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun come out and shines again Smile for me, smile for me [Ja] All of those rainy days Spend ya lifetime tryin to wash away Until the sun shines and I see your face Smile at me, smile at me [Mary] Smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile, smile Til the sun shines Just smile for me Just smile for me, just smile at me Know in your heart, that we are free Free to believe, whatever we feel So feel somethin real, baby Hey-ey |
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from Snoop Dogg - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment (2006)
(feat. Akon) [Snoop Dogg] Some of 'em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block Some of 'em lie about the guns they pop But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life So many niggaz wanna play but still got dues to pay Some of 'em gotta beg a bitch to stay But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life Now this is for the B's and the C's, and the D's and the H's And the G's puttin work in overseas At ease with the Doggy and smoke some weed Fuck it, if my nigga detoxing, it's more for me Baby this is presidential really A pocket full of women understanding how I'm living Show them hoes how you winning It's the beginning with the pearls you're given The world soft like linen and sweet like cinnamon But everyday like 50 say, it's +Many Men+ They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends But separate the paper and the Benz and the cribs Then the hoes, then the clothes, I'ma have to let 'em go You know how the Dogg roll.. don't get it twisted 'Cause he bang out the East just in case you wanna visit A touch of the exquisite, mixed with somethin pimpish And it's comin from the Beach where them niggaz is a beast But I just listen, all that shit is in my past I'm connected to the purse first nigga.. the ass last From Long Beach to Venice is the premise Want the green like spinach and I'm strong to the finish [Chorus: Akon] See me man, I'm nothin like you I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to I'm leanin in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin Me, I'm ridin by ya on the corner, block slangin I'm livin that boss' life (life) The hoes come runnin when they see me comin I'm livin that boss' life (life) You can have anything just don't fuck with my money (my money) [Snoop Dogg] This is for the West and the East and the Dirty South Khaki's and them Tim's and them niggaz with the platinum mouths Thinkin that they blessed by the actions that be comin out When you in Magic City you be carrying a lot of clout But trickin ain't the route (route), that's even if you got it There's a method to you holdin it when they can't do without it Just put the key up in it nigga if she 'bout it You can have her and her partner, fuckin with it for a dolla If she a balla, she gon' ride with a shot caller Roll with the Bo$$ Dogg in the back of a blue Impala And if she follow.. then she gon' swallow All the game you got to give her, be a different bitch tomorrow But I would never bother breakin out (Tha Doggfather) 'Less I knew that she was 'bout him, havin diamonds on his collar I'm just an author, spreading game to my partners Walkin on the blue carpet with the Doctor (Doctor) [Chorus] |
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from Snoop Dogg - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment (2006)
Yo Doc what up my nigga Snoop Dogg this what it is man This record is so mother fuckin' gangsta man And i think it's time for me and you to just Tone it down a bit Come on Imagine it never happened Imagine no rappin' Imagine niggas trapped Imagine it havin' action Imagine how these niggas could be actin' If you never got this shit crackin Imagine life so hard You can't imagine it's like livin' in city of god You feel me Imagine life on the yard I'm tryin' to get that dollar on some shitty ass job Imagine Biggie with his son Imagine Pac gettin' call pop 'bout one Imagine a mother struggling Dealing with a system that don't give a fuck about who shot her son Imagine life where you can't win When you get out of the ghetto and go right to the pen When you get out to the pen you go right to the jenz So if you get back to the streets you go right back in Imagine Russell still struggling No Def Jam just antoher nigga hustlin And no rocks on them fellaz Just rocks on them fellaz Just try and keep it bubblin' Imagine niggas dressed up From the east to the west coast everybody fucked up I can't imagine no less But it don't take imagination To know niggas been blessed with HIP HOP Before we go Can you imagine Picture years with your mom Can you imagine Hang her picture in the sky Can you imagine Call emergency I've been dreamin' all my life Could you imagine bein' lit up by some hot shells Imagine being tossed around and put in jail Imagine life when you can't get from under Imagine niggas at ya when you done fo' Remember when they asks ya why ya run for and treat ya like a bitch When they kick you in your dick and take your shit We actin' like they hate to see you gun hoe But just imagine if the rappin' got the gun no but you already know Imagine niggaz in the L B C felt just like Snoop Dogg & D R E And felt just like the niggaz in the 2 1 3 Then imagine us was comin' when you fuckin' with me Imagine you was up on top of this shit Imagine if the bitches could stay off this dick I mean imagine we said fuck this shit Imagine if my niggaz got together and tow up this bitch yeah You can't imagine growin' up in the jail done Happy just to be alive' watching all your people run Would you imagine growin' up to sell your 50 million records world wide or fuckin' off somebodies son Imagine if these niggaz never saw a colour Would it be peaceful in them streets where niggaz kill each other All the drunk fool get us pissed on balls He fuckin' off my niggaz they gone murder us all Imagine that Before we go Can you imagine Picture years with your mom Can you imagine Hang her picture in the sky Can you imagine Call emergency I've been dreamin' all my life all my life Before we go Can you imagine Picture years with your mom Can you imagine Hang her picture in the sky Can you imagine Call emergency I've been dreamin' all my life all my life imagine imagine |
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from Snoop Dogg - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment (2006)
It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here dont fuck around round here M L and 21st where niggas worst quick to put one in ya first before they search your pockets get that china and where they got cha thats where they gonna find ya they rollin up that nigga thats the real shit or being slick can get u caught up real quick hold up homie dont let this money blind ya cause you wont see me standin right behinda ya then its times up thats how we talkin if he come from the beach betta watch these niggas out here if they come from the east dont stop if im not out some where so niggas can see cause they dont give a fuck you stuck if u aint with me my city's a beast you cant walk through the beach unless you walk with a piece you cant talk to police cause most police is like me they get that chedda like they want it take your shit in the street they want that paper out here enough to come and take whats on your plate out here enough to have somebody take your place out here fucking around with out your strap sound like a bad idea It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here dont fuck around round here this LA county nigga if yous a bitch then get ya ass from round here nigga before they come for bullets in ya brain cause in the hood aint nothing really change they tryin to get that paper just like uncle sam and just like sam niggas just dont give a damn their mission is to leave ya ass in pain cause they dont give a fuck about a thang its a cold game thats how they talkin if they walk on the west betta watch yo self when out there start protectin ya chest these niggas come from now here get to takin ya shit you get beat outside the set and thats it homie you're stretched this shit is a mess you cant walk in them streets unless you walk with your vest you cant talk to police cause most police aint gon' stress they get that chedda like they want it with they foot in ya chest they want that paper out here enough to come and take whats on your plate out here enough to have somebody take your place out here fucking around with out your strap sound like a bad idea It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here It aint safe to leave the house fuck around round here these niggas quick to air ya out and lay ya out round here you run your mouth niggas will put ya in the ground round here one time dont even fuck around and come round here dont fuck around round here |
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from Hip Hop: The Collection 2008 [Explicit Version] (2008)
Eve:
Uh, uh, uh, huh Yo, yo Drop your glasses, shake your asses Face screwed up like you havin' hot flashes Which one, pick one, this one, classic Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic Why this, why that, lips stop askin Listen to me baby, relax and start passin' Expressway, head back, weavin' through the traffic This one strong should be labeled as a hazard Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin' Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin' Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin' Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion None of you aint Gisell, cat walk and imagine Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it Gwen Stefani: And if I had to give you more, It's only been a year Now I got my foot through the door And I aint goin' nowhere It took a while to get me here And I'm gonna take my time Don't fight that good shit in your ear Now let me blow ya mind Eve: They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy Shank up, haters wanna come after me You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me Now why you grittin your teeth? Frustration, baby, you gotta breathe Take a lot more than you to get rid of me You see I do what they can't do, I just do me Aint no stress when it comes to sayin' "Get what you see" Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe? Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines Love for my wordplay that's hard to find Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine Eyes bloodshot, stressin', chills up your spine Huh, sick to your stomach, wishin I wrote your rhymes Gwen Stefani: And if I had to give you more, It's only been a year Now I got my foot through the door And I aint goin' nowhere It took a while to get me here And I'm gonna take my time Don't fight that good shit in your ear Now let me blow ya mind Eve: Let your bones crack Your back pop, I can't stop Excitement, block shots from your stash box Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E Back track, think back, E-V-E Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me Damn she much thinner know now I'm complete(Uh-huh) Still stallion, brick house, pile it on Ryde or Die bitch, double R, came strong Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on Me here, aint no mistake, nigga, it was planned on Gwen Stefani: And if I had to give you more, It's only been a year Now I got my foot through the door And I aint goin' nowhere It took a while to get me here And I'm gonna take my time Don't fight that good shit in your ear Now let me blow ya mind |
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from Hip Hop: The Collection 2008 [Explicit Version] (2008)
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah nigga, I'm still fuckin' wit ya Still waters run deep. Still Snoop Dogg & D.R.E. '99 nigga. [Dr. Dre:] Guess who's back? [Snoop Dogg:] Still, still doin' that shit, huh Dre? [Dr. Dre:] Oh for show. [Snoop Dogg:] Yeah. [Dr. Dre:] Check me out. [Verse 1: Dr. Dre] It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga Though I've grown alot, can't keep it home alot 'Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off. How nigga? My last album was The Chronic They want to know if he still got it They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it. [Snoop Dogg:] If you ain't up on things. [Dr. Dre:] Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my gang Still puffin' my leafs Still fuck with the beats Still not lovin' police. [Snoop Dogg:] Uh uh. [Dr. Dre:] Still rock my khakis with a cuff & a crease. [Snoop Dogg:] For show. [Dr. Dre:] Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213. [Snoop Dogg:] For life. [Dr. Dre:] Still the beats bang, still doin' my thing Since I left ain't too much changed, still. (Chorus - twice) [Snoop Dogg:] I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world. (Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl. [Dr. Dre:] Still takin' my time to perfect a beat & I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E. [2nd Verse: Dr. Dre] Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, me & Snoop, we dippin' again Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem He's triple platinum, doin' 50 a week Still, I stay close to the heat & even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep Wake up in the AM compose a beat I bring the fire 'til your soakin' in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth Since "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru I'm still at it, After-mathematics In the home of drive-by's & Akmatics Swap meets, sticky green & bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D.R.E. (Chorus - twice) [Snoop Dogg:] I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world. (Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl. [Dr. Dre:] Still takin' my time to perfect the beat & I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E. [Verse 3: Dr. Dre] It ain't nothin' but more hot shit Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether your coolin' on a corner wit your fly bitch Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representin' for the gangsta's all across the world. Still... [Snoop Dogg:] Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl. [Dr. Dre:] I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back. [Snoop Dogg:] So if you ain't up on things. [Dr. Dre:] Dr. Dre be the name still runnin' the game Still, got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't trippin' love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they mom's out the hood Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard Barbecue's every day, drivin' fancy cars Still gon' get mine regardless. (Chorus - 3 times) [Snoop Dogg:] I'm representin' for them gangsta's all across the world (Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-low's girl. [Dr. Dre:] Still takin' my time to perfect the beat & I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E. [Outro: Snoop Dogg] Right back up in your muthafuckin' ass '95 plus 4 pennies! Add that shit up, D.R.E. right back up on top of things Smoke somethin' wit your dog No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! Some of that real sticky-icky-icky Oooh wee! Put it in the air Oh you's a fool D.R. [laugh] |
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