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Xzibit-X

Posted: August 10, 2010 in Hip-Hop
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Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It’s Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bounce it
Come on

The first day of the rest of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Kronkike
Y’all keep the spotlight
I’m keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe
And call it a night
This ain’t the light-weight, cake mix shit
That you’re used to
Teflon territory you just can’t shoot through
You gon shoot who? (Who?)
Not even on your best day
Rollin’ the Wild West way, givin’ it up
Leavin’ the whole world stuck not givin’ a fuck
Laid in the cut now we break through in the rut
Hennesy and Orange Juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities
Bitches be quick to give me brains while I post the range
Going up and down my dick like the stock exchange

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

Ever since Xzibit has spit, been on some pimp shit
Approach every woman like a potential mistress
Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight
Cause tonight I might meet my next X wife
Mr. Big Chief Reefa, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa
I run it through and money come out
Runnin’ your mouth, I’ll have somebody run in your house
Ravel your spouse and have a little fun on the couch
Now you know that it was bound to happen
I came to give you what you lackin’
Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin
Rockin’ chains, stadium, paladiums, cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium
Drop tops sittin’ on twenties
Using rappers like crash test dummies
Stackin’ real estate and money
It’s funny how things change overnight
When you thinking right
I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

What an event?
We hardcore 100%
Making it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents
The real deal, how does it feel?
No special effects
Yank the chain off of your neck
Demand the respect
Now all your conversations sound strange to me
It be like everybody around me done changed but me
I stand alone on my own two feet
Stagger tracks, strangle the beat
Restless no time for sleep
Niggas be weak, I’m concrete like Bejamin Greet
It’s a very thin line between a foe and a friend
Straight to the chair
(Not these niggas again)
Come back, bounce in the spot and slide right in
I ain’t trying to see nothing but progress, regardless
Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious
Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle
Hennesy, rock plenty of ice, making a double, now SCREAM

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

[Snoop Dogg]
So there you have it
A-B-C D-P-G-C
X to the motherfuckin’ Z
Mr. Xuberant, Mr. Xtravagant
Xtrodinary, Mr. Xalata
X ’em with a little bit of Xtasy
X-ing a bitch out if you tryna test a g
And what’s the recipe?
Xcalibur weaponary
And we shoot Xceptionally
That there is hot
X marks the spot?
Fuck naw, X spots the marks
Xclamation point niggas

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SnoopDogg Feat. The-Dream

Posted: July 25, 2010 in Hip-Hop
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[Snoop Dogg]
radio killa
big snoop d o dub
the american dream
ayo nephew
come up off them keys
sing a lil something for the ladies
let em know how we feelin’

[The Dream]
everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
That gangsta love

[Snoop dogg] [Verse]
yeah she love it the way i put it on her
blowing trees in the breez sippin corona
lost dog i give it to her right & she like it
she on the hip like a phsycic , izzy
one of the coolest of fool on the flo
i whispered in her ear , come here yu ready to go ?
i bowled up a winna and put it up in the air
got that low dress on yu comin up outta dere, yeah
she like that , yu like that
yu say you bite , well i bite back
and im all go , we can do it till tomorrow
i beat it up like harpo
snoopy , i go hard baby yes
kissin on ya chest & im diggin out your stress
i wont stop till yur finished
but yu aint felt love till a gangsta get up in it. Dream

[The Dream] [Chorous]

everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
That gangsta love

[Snoop Dogg]

she always cold in the middle of the night
coz ima dogg ima give her what she like
she say ma name loud , i say her name low
thats what i aim fo , thats how the game go
baby like the way i wake her up ,
coz ima gangsta i grab her by the butt
pull her to my side, im in deep
woke that ass up , just to put her to sleep
everyday is the same thang , i creep in
its like true blood , i sink my teeth in
i gotta have it , the L B raisement
we was taught to dig em down crazy
lights out , im so lit
mama’s so gone , daddy wont quit
i wont stop till yur finished
but yu aint felt love till a gangsta get up in it . Dream

[Dream] [Chorous]

everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
That gangsta love

[Snoop dogg] [verse]
This the life that yu show
the loop , the coop , the grows
anything goes
its so good got her wiggling her toes (wow)
The boss , the dream
the floss , the cream
the trips overseas
all these things really dont mean a thing
when im tearing that ass up workin yu like a shift
i give it to yu like a gift
yu hear what that boy say
yu wouldnt jack , give it up fast
then i hit it from the back
snoopy your so good , she screaming & i like that girl
she off in another world .
i aint stop till your finished
she love this gangsta , especially when im in it . Dream

everytime i go around
shawty love me down
run off on me like click clack
throw it out like take that
she make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
Im like im up all for that , and every night her body gets straped how bout

that
Gangstaa G- Gangsta , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa , Gangstaa G – Gangstaa
That gangsta love

[Snoop Dogg]
La-da-da-da-dahh
It’s the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!)
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I’m mobbin with the D.R.E.
(YEAH YEAH YEAH
You know who’s back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!)
What what what what?
(So blaze the weed up then!)
Blaze it up, blaze it up!
(Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, ‘sup Snoop??)

Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up
And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up
Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up

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Lowlife, yo’ life, boy we livin it up
Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo’ sho’
Slip my hoe a forty-fo’ and she got in the back do’
Bitches lookin at me strange but you know I don’t care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo’ ass get cracked, bitch shut yo’ trap
Come back, get back, that’s the part of success
If you believe in the X you’ll be relievïn your stress

All credit goes to Snoop Dogg And Dr.Dre

50 Cent-Wankasta Lyrics

Posted: July 12, 2010 in Hip-Hop
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[Intro: 50 Cent]
It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain’t got time to waste
Let’s make it

[50 Cent]
You said you a gangster but you never pop nuttin’
We said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’
You ain’t a friend of mine, (yeah)
You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I wont run up on you with the nine
We do this all the time, right now we on the grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
I crush ’em everytime, punch ’em with every line
I’m fucking with they mind
I make ’em press rewind
They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme
Been on parole since 94 cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did it three to nine
If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who dropping dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you never pop nothing
We said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin’
You go to the dealership
But you never cop nuttin’
You been hustling a long time
And you ain’t got nothing

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in high school you was the man, homie
What the fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda
And if you play with my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I’m a sweat her, sipping on amaretto
I’m living once than deada, I know I can do better
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her
Be easy, stop the bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin’ the same ol’ two step
Guerrilla unit cause they say we bugged out
Cause we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]
Me I’m no mobsta, me I’m no gangsta
Me I’m no hitman, me I’m just me, me
Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta
But it’s me you see on your TV
Cause I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I’m gettin’ what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat
Niggas saying they going murd’ 50, how?
We riding ’round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know about AK’s and AR 15’s?
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and F-bangs, huh

[Chorus 2X]

All credit goes to 50 Cent.

Usher-Yeah Lyrics

Posted: July 12, 2010 in Hip-Hop
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Peace up! A Town Down!

[Lil’ Jon:]
Yeah, (Yeah!) OK!

(Usher! Usher! Usher! Usher!)

[Lil’ Jon:]
Lil’ Jon!

[Usher:]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah! Yeaah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah! Yeaah!

[Usher (Verse 1):]
Up in the club with my homies, tryna get a lil’ V-I, but keep it down on the low key, ’cause you know how it is.
I saw shorty she was checkin’ up on me, from the game she was spittin’ in my ear you would think that she knew me.
So we decided to chill

Conversation got heavy, she had me feelin’ like she’s ready to blow!
(Watch Out! Oh! Watch Out!)
She’s saying “Come get me! Come get me”,
So I got up and followed her to the floor, she said “Baby, let’s go”,
That’s when I told her I said

[Usher (Chorus):]
Yeah (yeah) Shorty got down low and said come and get me
Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me
Yeah (yeah) Her and my girl used to be the best of homies
Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming:

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah! Yeaah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah! Yeaah!

[Usher (Verse 2):]
So she’s all up in my head now, got me thinking that it might good idea to take her with me,
‘Cause she’s ready to leave (ready to leave)
But I gotta keep it real now, ’cause on a one to ten she’s a certified twenty, but that just ain’t me. Hey.

Because I don’t know if I take that chance just where it’s gonna lead,
But what I do know is the way she dance makes shorty alright with me.
The way she (get low!)
I’m like yeah, just work that out for me.
She asked for one more dance and I’m
Like yeah, how the hell am I supposed to leave?
And I said

[Chorus]

[Lil’ Jon:]
Hey, Luda!

[Ludacris (Verse 3):]
Watch out!
My outfit’s ridiculous, in the club lookin’ so conspicuous.
And Rowl! These women all on the prowl, if you hold the head steady I’m a milk the cow.
Forget about the game, I’m a spit the truth, I won’t stop till I get ’em in they birthday suits.
So gimmie the rhythm and it’ll be off with their clothes, then bend over to the front and touch your toes.
I left the Jag and I took the Rolls, if they aint cutting then I put em on foot patrol.
How you like me now, when my pinky’s valued over three hundred thousand,
Lets drank you the one to please, Ludacris fill cups like double D’s.
Me and Ursh once more and we leave ’em dead, we want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed to say

[Chorus]

[Ludacris (Bridge):]
Take that and rewind it back, Lil’ Jon got the beat to make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Ursher got the voice to make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Ludacris got the flow to make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back, Lil’ Jon got the beat to make ya booty go (clap)

All credit goes to Usher.

[Diddy:]
Can you feel me
Do that shit do that shit do it
Do that shit do that shit do it
Do that shit do that shit do it
Do that shit do that shit do it
ooh yeah
On the dance floor
Yeah yeah yeah
Lets play a game
On the dance floor
(Oh yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah

Let’s play a game
Let’s pretend for a second
You don’t know who I am or what I do
Let’s just put it to the side
I can feel your heart beating
I can hear you breathing
Look into your eyes
Trying to see into your mind
See into your soul
See, no limits to the levels
Me and you can go
When it’s me, I take control
But it’s something about you
That makes me wanna change
I like the way you dancing
And the way you play the game
I like the way you take away the pain
The way you tell me that you want it
Not saying a thing
The way you got me going
Got me going outta brains
I see us going at it
Going in and out of them lanes
I don’t want your innocence
I don’t want you to stutter
I don’t want a commitment
I don’t want you to suffer
I don’t want your number
Baby, I want you to wonder
I want you to come up
Looking like something you wanna
[Christina Aguilera:]
Tell me, what you thinking about
When you got me waitng patiently
And usually, I don’t have to wait for nobody
But there’s something about you
That really got me feeling weak
And I’m trying to find the words to speak

Boy, I got my eyes on you
Tell me what you wanna do
I can picture you in my room
Until the morning
I don’t even know your name
Boy, I need to know your name
I’m hoping that you feel the same
Tell me if you want it
I know you’re gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don’t have to fight it (You don’t)
Cause baby you’re invited (Baby)
I know you’re gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don’t have to fight it (You don’t)
Cause baby you’re invited (Baby)

[Diddy:]
You’re dreams fullfilled
You’re rockin with the best
unforgivable, i’ma put yo limits to the test
You’re pulsating, your heart is beating outta your chest
You’re hyperventilating, trying to catch your breath
(Don’t stop)
I’m the first, I’m the next, I’m the end
I’m the boss, in your thoughts, that’ll make your mind bend
Look how I approach you, look how I expose you
Look how Ive studied every move, now I know you
I don’t wanna control you, I wanna console you
And do everything that I told you
Get high with me, come touch the sky with me
Fly with me, see life with new eyes with me
(Don’t stop)
I’m the dream, I’m the one, I’m the reason you come
I’m a king, I’m a hung, I’m a beast
I’m the last thing your eyes see
The passion’s inside me, it’s yours
Now come try me, c’mon

[Christina Aguilera:]
Tell me, what you thinking about
When your hands is all on me
Cause I’ve been thinking about
All the possibilities
Ain’t no other place that I really wanna be
Cause you’re sweepin’ me off my feet

Boy, I got my eyes on you
Tell me what you wanna do
I can picture you in my room
Until the morning
I don’t even know your name
Boy, I need to know your name
I’m hoping that you feel the same
Tell me if you want it
[Hook:]
I know you’re gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don’t have to fight it (You don’t)
Cause baby you’re invited (Baby)
I know you’re gonna like it (I know)
So tell me how you want it (Tell me)
And you don’t have to fight it (Baby you’re invited)
Cause baby you’re invited (Baby)

All credit goes to P.Daddy & Christina Aguilera.

[Chorus](Slug)
You don’t know me but you’d like to
Why’d you think I stood beside you?
Not concerned with how this might fall
Nature become prowl at nightfall

(Grouch)
When the sun begins to dim
And eventually the day dies
And the mood prepares to sway
That’s where another way lies
Glow of the liquor store lights
Set the scene for no rights
Let’s convene, discuss the scheme
And hope it flows how we dream
Tonight can make or break you if you let it
Someone set it out for you to let it out
Now don’t regret it
Get embedded to the back drop
Positioned there with your cash crop
Envision night as the last stop
Don’t miss the train
It’s time to gain, strain, aim, fire
Blame, reign, fuck and then retire
I’m liar past eleven, after one I’m on the run
Till the sun comes up tomorrow
I’m working, you’re having fun
Not too devious, but that’s me
Spontaneous if you ask me
But then again, I’m blending in.

(Sunspot)
Step to the beat, walk to the beat
Talk to the beat, live to the beat
Rock to the beat, fuck to the beat
Dance to the beat, pay to the beat
Fight to the beat, you get l-l-lost to the beat
Police walk the beat, kill to the beat
Steel to the heat, terrorize kill no retreat
Prowl to the beat, how did a V-O weak scandal oh spray vandal
Walk the streets I hear footsteps on the streets
Someone’s following me on the streets
Like racism on the streets
Can’t even have a new car on the streets
Police prowl on the streets
They got you sittin’ on the streets
Runnin’ ya L’s, what in the hell?
Runnin’ on tell, they see a black man they get scared as hell
Like did somebody escape from jail
You feel em’ prowlin’ when you walkin’
Some rooms when you walk in like boom
I wanna just break shit, I wanna re-create shit
I wanna take shit you say and use it against you
Act a damn fool like crackheads do
Like your mama do

[Chorus](Slug)
You don’t know me but you’d like to
Why’d you think I stood beside you?
Not concerned with how this might fall
Nature become prowl at nightfall

(Slug)
Dusk, thus the beginning is on until dawn
Trust regardless of the daily
Really nothings wrong
I’m still breathin’ and here’s another evening
From the fortress
I leave for my course of tonight’s achievements
There’s no grievance in my pocket
Just a couple of dollars, a pen and hopefully my wallet
Because my man over here has got the hook up at the front door
Long as my ID’s right what more could they want for?
Yeah we in there
Like fluoride, off the wall on the left side
A room full of pride, I’m consumed by the tune applied
This fuckin’ DJ is tight man
I can already feel the minutes being added to my life span
MC Lyte paper thin drink tickets from the staff
Now it’s time to make a friend and see if I can make her laugh
Hey princess, I got a lot of dialog
So I’m gonna line it up for you to get high and try to follow
Light up another false sense of security
Play a game of twenty questions
You can test my purity
And as the world comes down on me
And as I go down on her… night prowler

(PSC)
I’m out when the freaks come out
Way after dusk
After the time when the opening acts get they time to bust
The nightshift I prowl and observe like the owl
Surroundings minus the scowl
Wise and well endowed
In the mental! Well renowned
Ghetto pass every town
PSC! Nice 2 meet you, oh you know about this wow!
Your ex-boyfriend showed you all about this how?
Can I thank him for training such a beauty
It fits my style
Compliments exchanged
Plus 5 dollars change
Signed my name on the poster
And I kept it in the holster like I’m supposed ta
Now, what would you do in the clutch
If you get a pussy hug after dusk?

[Chorus](Slug)
You don’t know me but you’d like to
Why’d you think I stood beside you?
Not concerned with how this might fall
Nature become prowl at nightfall

All credit goes to Living Legends.