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ABK (ANYBODY KILLA) lyrics - Dirty History

Retaliate

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[Anybody Killa] Retalition is a must Watch your back Stay on que Shoulda never fucked with us Now you got me after you Devious and beady eyes Quick to jump and take your life What the hell you think this is? Ain't no way you walkin' by If you see them Let them know Just how far you lettin' shit go You fuckin with some OG Detroit weirdos We bombin' on who ever dirty situation chasin' and makin' you fuckin' bleed Put you on a permanent vacation Hammertime on your face with my right boot For loose river dance Do the jit into a spongy spit My homies Twiztid got you listed Have you all hemmed up like "What the fuck is this?" We bigger than you thought The whole crew be representin' Pistol whippin all haters Have em twitchin' and flippin' Retalition Beat em down Call up all the fellas We been known in the hood As some eye ball swellers [Chorus 4x] Retaliate Hunt em down Get em where it hurts [Monoxide Child] I'm in the back with the windows cracked I heard shots Somebody on the side of me Bitch I ain't Pac Give me a second to shoot back and I just happened to be smokin' a blunt and got the hops on my lap Now I'm pullin' up behind you Steady trying to hide out in traffic But you know that I'mma find you Blindside you Scared to death Keep shootin' till the burned and fallin' skin on his chest God bless the dead Go against me and you'll rest up in a bed With a hole in the head Don't fuck with me It ain't worth your life It ain't worth watchin' your moms die tonight If you start it I'mma finish it Diminish it to nothin' but rubble and you just opened a trunk of some trouble It's Monoxide, a killer Roll it up and relax Retaliatin' on you bitches Watch your back [Chorus 4x] Retaliate Hunt em down Get em where it hurts [Jamie Madrox] Ain't nobody playin' bitch This ain't no motherfuckin' game You fuck with ours You ain't never gonna be the same again Leave you chillin' in a wheel chair K chopped your legs from knee down Now who you gon' see now? You touch ours Get touched back with force Anywhere you at it's on, of course We don't sleep at all Give all my homies a call Everybody in your crew is sure to fall Sho 'Nuff! Retalition in effect Fuck with ABK and my brother You get a rusty shovel all up in your neck Use the same weapon to bury that ass in the ground So don't play hard Put your piece down or get peaced out Don't be staring like you gonna do shit Without your weapon and your mouth Bitch you're useless My crew gets pissed the fuck off At all these mediocre thugs Claimin' they hard When they be soft [Chorus 4x] Retaliate Hunt em down Get em where it hurts You ever think about Death? You ever look Death in his eyes?

Move Bitch

LUDACRIS "Word Of Mouf"
[whistling] [Chorus 2x: Ludacris] Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way [Ludacris] OH NO! The fight's out I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin' and bustin' two and I been thankin' of bustin' you Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead And if your friends jump in, 'Ohhh gurrlll', they'll be mo' dead Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace Since not into lution', we run in the streets So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA! I'm doin' a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober and you about to get ran the FUCK over [Chorus] [Mystikal over second chorus] BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move Here I come, there I go UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and knock the girlies down I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do Young and successful - a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck - true true Hold up wait up, shorty 'Oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin'?' Sidelinin' my fuckin' bussiness Tryin' to get my paper, child support soon Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck But i'ma tell you like this bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus [Chorus] [I-20 over second chorus] Bring it, get 'em Too bad I'm on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels cuz we robbin' tonight Beat the shit outta security, we startin a fight I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P. And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party So move bitch, get out the way hoe All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0 So... [Chorus] [whistling]

Got Rice Bitch

Azn Pride
It's the azn nigga fuck the rest Dallas to New York jigga, we the best Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia Philippines to Taiwan to Cambodia Korea, ah ah, hometown China who you got, huh? you got shit nigga, feel the size it's the A-Z-N better recognize got rice, bitch? got rice? got food, got soup, got spice? got brains like us? got skills like us? got cars? got clothes? got girls like us? wassup we the shit and we kill ya'll fools we got money in the bank from our family jewels can we help it if we raid and corrupt the schools? it don't matter fuck the law shit we break the rules we jack cars, pop games, yo we got the tools flip it up, break it down then we shoot some pool, you fuck with me, you fuck with all bitch, don't think it's cool one on one fuck that it's three on one no duels got rice bitch? got rice? anything you can show that is nice? got cash,got moves, got thoughts like us? Fuck no, Hell you white you'll never be like us Take off your shoes when you enter please or Crawl around on the floor with your fucking knees don't mind the smell you'll get used to it moth balls, fried squid, and that buddha shit what the hell is that you think i don't see no forks in the house chops sticks only have a taste don't be scared try the lemon tea you don't want thats alright try the fuck on me Got rice bitch, got rice? Got luck anytime you roll the dice? your luck is bad unless you run and hide, coz we're thugs for life baby, Asian Pride... YEAH AZN RULE

Freestyle - Boot Camp Clik

Funkmaster Flex "The Mix Tape, Vol. 2: 60 Minutes of Funk"
*continues after end of Follow Me * [Starang] Yo yo yo yo man, no blackin out youknowmsayin Watch the funky roll, my man Rhino got it locked from this side Yo it's definitely a party goin on, youknowmsayin BCC, everyday all day [Rock] Now when you come through the door, what do you see? [Tek] The Representatives for the BCC [Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see? [Starang] Rockness Monsta, Mista S-T-R-A-N-G [Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see? [Tek] MS and Smokey Lah wit the twenty sack of weed [Rock] Yo when you come to the door, what do you see? [Ruck] Tall Sean wit my man Swann, the buddah junkie [Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see? [Lidu Rock] Lidu Rock, Twany Ranks, and D-O-G [Rock] If you come through the door, what do you see? [Tek] The Representatives for the BCC Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo Um yeah, yo let's do this, stop that Oh oh (oh oh) oh oh (oh oh) oh oh (oh oh) [Rock] Aiyyo introducin my B-double-O [Starang] We worldwide mothafuckers, better act like they know [Rock] All y'all heads out there can't see our flow [Starang] Starang and Rock always represent the dreads and fros [Rock] Starang Wondah, pass me a large order of that thunda (BOO-YAH!) Scared MC's bound to run and pull fall up under Avalanches [Starang] Fake niggas always snap like branches Step into my crew, mothafucker take your chances [Rock] So you're a Gambler, ain't your name ain't Trigga then don't risk it In '97, Louieville will still pack the biscuit While I be lifted, you riff kid, we get the bumpin I'll beat your ass like your pops or you stole something [Starang] Knowin damn well you shouldn't have tooken that Yo what the fuck y'all lookin at? Let me ask a question, Rock where the fuck is Brooklyn at? (Over here) Got my nigga Funkmaster Flex always hookin that [Rock] Hold up son, let me show these niggas how a crooker act Straight up down right disrespectful Load the clip, bust lead to your head like Buck, Steele, and Tek do (F you!) Step to Rock man, listen you'll get lifted Like my toilet seat when I'm pissin [Starang] You know that's why I blow wit my Magnum Force Cuz when I lay a nigga out, they come and drag em off (Y'all niggas crazy) Yo them boys ain't got no remorse I take a hit of my Bob Marley spliff and cough [Rock] In-tro-ducin, my B-double-Oooooo [Starang] Worldwide, niggas better act like they know, one time [Rock] All y'all heads out there can't see our flow [Starang] Oh, Starangy, S-three-0-0 Word up (oh oh) word up (oh oh) word up (oh oh) word up (Oh oh oh oh oh oh) [Ruck] On the First Day of Dissmas, my bitch gave to me Two condoms and a bag of sensee On the Second Day, guess what the bitch said Ruck come to my house cuz in her mouth, she want my head On the Third Day, yo I heard she was frontin Drinkin Balentine Ale's, forties, and smokin on the blunts an' On the Fourth Day, yo she cold did some other Shit, made a brotha flip when I discover On the Fifth Day, I heard she switched gay Pulled out my switch blade, ich bitch is ix nae On the Sixth Day, have her wit police Wit the frank and ? ? ? swarm baptise [BJ Swan] On the seventh day of Dissmas I had a dream, it was Foxy Brown and Kim the mistress on my team Now in this dream I'm the biggest baller of them all Cuz I got the top-selling rap chicks on call Kimmy showed em too that she could freak the most But Na Na stay bathin me wit ? Now it came to be that I was drivin both of them broke Between the things I had em drinkin and my habit to smoke Wit they points and they publishing, no rubbishing Dem keys that's coming from Tiawana Is supporting my gambling, more marijuana As I expected, we bump confrontation Flex called and said that I should come to the station When I got there Kim is like (You dirty little Haitian) Foxy comin towards me, lips describin frustration (Shoulda did what a nigga do, son and cheat) Man I got my ass up outta the sleep Obviously, the Eighth Day when I woke up Went to Brownsville and got wit my nigga Big Ruck [Ruck] On the Ninth and the Tenth Day, my bitch had her period Grabbed the cold cream, jacked off something serious On the Eleventh, told her things to do to my cock Said call her on the Twelfth cuz she got the red spot Shh [Tek] (MS) Yae's just arriving off the flight from Atlanta MS and Smokey Lah, ha ha, word up You don't wanna fuck wit Smoke Dog (You don't wanna fuck wit Smoke Dog) Roof-ROOF! (No, you don't wanna do it) You don't wanna fuck wit MS (You don't wanna fuck wit MS) It's Man-Slaughter (Keep the stems blessed) Comin through, bout to take it to the streets Word it be [MS] MS and Smokey Lah the spot, sow a knot Blow em when we reppin Magnum Force Got the front line ready to grab weapons I heat scenes like a desert for the 9-7 Ruck and Rock loaned me the glock to buck shots at the reverand To clear minds, we about to rush like adrenaline For those who's pretending in, this game we gon' end it Wit a bang, ease back, squeeze gats if you're fragile I leave em clueless like Flight 800 when I crash you [Tek] I was told, the dub starts at ten-ish Open bar might chill women To come and get my boogie on Big Flex Dog is spinnin Form guerilla hands to pick me up by eight It was a sweet night, the weed gates don't stay open late Check my bank roll, remove the tints ? is pet charm, proceeded to pick Tyson up on Palmetto Bounced out the Q, scanned the blocks on both aves Got too much on the line, can't get pinched by crabs Jail and money not mix like ?Udibidy jays? And White America hates to see a black man pay Cuz the streets change like weed grains And niggas actin strange Bein easily blinded by fortune and fame (Do it man) *Reggae chanting for 34 secs* [Lidu Rock] Cuz in the projects man, you got to watch where you walkin It's time for some action, yo this rep don't talk I get the stalkin, bulldose those who oppose my Camp Commando's like Rambo's we lynch yo' hood then lamp Cuz [Top Dog] Dem no like we and we no like dem We have no enemy and we have no friend Come again, potna one for session Funkmaster Flex will keep the wheel-as spinnin [Lidu Rock] Cuz we winnin, so fuck a dresscode, nigger I explode And release the dark clouds like them Ressies from down the south No, now don't give a (Ha-ho), Lidu Rock is there if you need me This Representative got your back, can you see me [Top Dog] On your TV's and your cd's, you can see three Individuals bringin nature to your table See my vide-o runnin on your daily cable Station, BCC runnin through your nation [Lidu Rock] On your host down set, we gets biz and keep you jumpin Lidu Rock, Twanny Ranks, and D-O-G so stop frontin My BCC come wit that shit that's steady bumpin Lidu Rock, Twanny Ranks, and D-O-G so stop frontin We don't need it, we don't need it All I really wanna do is stay weeded We don't need it, we don't need it All I really wanna do is stay weeded

Niggas Bleed

Notorious Big "Life After Death"
[Verse One:] Today's agenda Got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest If no money exchanges I got these kids in ranges Believe them niggas brainless All they tote is stainless You just remain as Calm as possible, make the deal go thru If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo killins clean Slugs up in between They eyes, like True Lies Kill em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, yo life is on the shelf We mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank Lets get this money baby They shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies And burn em with 30 380's Then they come to kill our babies That all out I got gats that blow the wall out Clear the mall out Fuck the fallout Word is Stretch, I bet they pussy The seven digits push me Fuckin real Here's the deal I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece Enough to cock a six by the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps Brick a piece Capiche Everybody gettin cream No one considered the leech Think about it now, thats damn near 1 point 5 I kill em all I'll be set for life Frank pay attention These muthafuckas is henchmen Renegades, if you die they still get paid Extra probably, fuck the robbery I'm the boss Promise you won't rob em, I promise But of course you know I had my fingers crossed [Chorus:] Niggas bleed just like us Picture me bein scared of a nigga that breathe the same air as me Niggas bleed just like us Picture me bein shook We can both pull burners, make the muthafuckin beef cook Niggas bleed just like us Picture a nigga hidin My life in that man hands, while he jus decidin Niggas bleed just like us I'd rather go toe to toe with alla y'all Runnin ain't in my protocol [Verse Two:] Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron From Tuscon, push the black Yukon Usually has the slow grooves on Mostly rock the Isley Stupid as a youngin, chose not to move wisely Sharper with game, him and his crooks, caught a jooks Heard it was sweet, bout 350 a piece Ron bought a truck, 2 bricks layed in the cut His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up Thats the raw vantage, came back, speakin spanish Lavish habits, two rings, 20 carats Heres a criminal Nigga made America's Most Killed his baby's mother's brother, slit his throat The nigga got bagged with the toast, weeded Took it to trial, beat it Now he feel he undefeated He mean it Nothing To Lose, tattooed around his gun wounds Everything, the game, embedded in his brain And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds Specially if my daughter cryin, I ain't lyin Y'all know the signs [Chorus] [Verse Three:] We agreed to go shoot till we silly Because niggas could be hidin in showers with Mac Billy's So I freaked em The telly manager was Puerto Rican Gloria, from Historia, I went to war with her Peeps in 91, stole a gun from her workers And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us We blaze they place, long story Glo seent my face, got shook Thought a nigga was comin for the safe Now she breakin, shut up, 112, whats shakin A jamaican, some bitches I swear They look gay In a black Range Rover Been outside all day If its trouble let me know, I'll be on my way Please I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed Nightmare, this bitch don't leave Ron, get the gasoline This spot, we bout to blow Lets get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats know Its room 112 Right by the staircase, perfect place When they evacuate, they meet they fate Ron pass the gasoline The nigga pass me kerosene Fuck it, its flammable My hunger is unexplainable Strike the match, just what I expected The dred kid ejected in seconds And here come two Opposite sexes One black, one Malaysian We in the hallway waitin patient As soon as she hit the door we start blastin I saw her brains hit the floor Raw laughin I swear to God I hit MaxiPriest at least 12 times in the chest Spint around, shot the chick in the breast She cryin, headshots put her to rest Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franco faces The spots hot, sprinklers, alarm systems Thats when other guests start to slip in Its time for us to get to dippin I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up Flippin, pistol grippin I know they clippin The hallway, got real loud and crowded They walked right past us I dont know how they allowed it The funny thing about it Through all the excitement They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant Stupid motherfuckers

Asian Pride

Azn Pride
it's the azn nigga fuck the rest Dallas to new york jigga, we the best vietnam to japan to mongolia phillipines to taiwan to cambodia Korea, ah ah, home town china who you got, huh? you got shit nigga, feel the size it's the AZN better recognize got rice, bitch? got rice? got food, got soup, got spice? got brains like us? got skills like us? got cars? got clothes? got girls like us? yo wassup we the shit and we kill y'all fools we got money in the bank from our family jewels can we help it if we rein and corrupt the schools? it don't matter fuck the lot shit we break the rules we got cars we got gangs we got the tools put it up, break it down then we shoot some pool, you fuck with me, you fuck with all bitch, don't think it's cool one on one fuck that it's three on one no duels got rice bitch? got rice? anything you can show that is nice? got hopes got dreams got thoughts like us? Fuck no Hell no your white you'll never be like us Take off your shoes when you enter please or Crawl around on the floor with your fucking knees don't mind the smell you'll get used to it moth balls dried squid and that buddha shit what the hell is that you think i don't see no forks in the house chops sticks only have a taste don't be scared try the lemon tea you don't want thats alright try the FUCKIN HOME WEED Got rice bitch got rice? Got luck anytime you roll the dice? your luck is bad unless you run and hide, cause we thugs for life baby, asian pride...

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