ACE HOOD lyrics - Blood, Sweat & Tears

Walk It Like I Talk It

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[Hook:] Okay I stepped off in this mothafucka Bankroll on me! (On me!) Feelin' myself, got a couple chains on me (Woo!) See I Think I'm the shit, you should think the same I'm swagging with them all bet them bitches know my name Cause I walk it like I talk Depends how I said it? Them other niggas stompin'! I'm out here gettin' fed Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it Not long before I cop it, now it's off the market [Verse 1:] Ok now, more money more problems, just bring me my dollars See I'm 'bout my fetti, paper chasing scholar Got them diamonds on my wrist, more off from my collar Swag is on the good, talking chubaka I pull up in that coolata Hoppin out with the models Hand them with the marbles, they might have some type of choppers I just tell you how to play, watch what you be sayin Walk it like I talk it bitch I'm focus on the bandz I pull up to any club, you already know There go mister hood, just don't check him at the door Got that bumper label on, oh I think I'm fly Bitch you know I is, that's exactly my reply [Hook:] K.R. stepped off in this motherfucker Bankroll on me! (On me!) Feelin' myself, got a couple chains on me (Woo!) See I think I'm the shit (The shit!), and you should think the same I'm swaggin' with them all, bet those bitches know my name! Cause I walk it like I talk Depends how I say it, them other niggas startin'! I'm out here gettin' fed Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it Wanna bet I cop it; no longer on the market [Verse 2:] Ok, I'm too raw for you bitches Living what you wishing Keeko gonna keep that pistol, swear one day it meet your stitches You should see me when I'm loking, sipping on my lil Potion Have them bitches bugging, yeah I'm talking roaches Cause I walk it like I talk it, copy it if I like it Gonna bet I get her wet Check that pussy like some nices Bet I'm getting head Swaggin off in the jag With the top peeling back Just to make them mad, just another paper tag I'm so down for the talking, that's just if you mention cash What you say? What you say? Ok, we ain't talking about paper You kindly kiss my ass [Hook:] I stepped off in this motherfucker Bankroll on me! (On me!) Feelin' myself, got a couple chains on me (Woo!) See I think I'm the shit (The shit!), and you should think the same I'm swaggin' with them all, bet those bitches know my name! Cause I walk it like I talk Depends how I say it, them other niggas startin'! I'm out here gettin' fed Cause I walk it like I talk it, walk it like I talk it Wanna bet I cop it; it's no longer on the market

Nu York !

ONYX
One time One time...thats it yeeeaaahhh this the Onyx shit know what I'm sayin coming out the mother fucking crevices coming out the fucking cracks like snakes boy word to mother All my niggas in Queens and ya dont stop All my niggas in Brooklyn and ya dont stop All my niggas in Uptown and ya dont stop All my niggas in the boogiewoogie and ya wont stop we gonna set this shit New York style Verse 1: We don't throw gang signs in New York We just be on some shit in New York New York City, shiftee low down gritty you punk niggaz yell pity and smell shitty NYPD can suck my dick this is the way we rip shit from the bricks walking like a zombie smoking blunts in the lobby I be rolling with my niggas behind me take em off attention; fuck all that slippin and inchin I'm rappin loot snatchin staying greasy the shit ain't easy I'm coming raw hide seirous as a 45 the damn streets are eager to take more lives fuck it, its my home-hate it or appreciate it its the tour 8 million story orientated designated and made for the real renegade so I never been afraid to start car-they get paid [chorus] this is the way we walk in New York this is the way we walk in New York this is the way we walk in New York this is the way we walk in New York Verse 2: I'ma stay on my job cause thats my adventure I was bred to be a big gainer who cant contain a placenta the USG witch make me switch like a skitso when red rummin gets so hot but never blow back to the cold spot if the heat got too much I'ma slide down south outta town bout-leave the home or I'll move shit down on keyed lock we rock (all nuthin) and then NewYork niggaz was pulling your shit- your shit wsn't right we known to start shit up from trends to riots to ruckus and big enough to fuck up anybody that wanna attack us and thats cause the fire burns are deep most of us are peeps-ture NewYork niggaz play for keeps (Wanna be a part of it--New york is always starting shit) Fuck them I'ma a nasty native (New Yorker) the full of shit talker the dark street walker shining in time stalker bringin it back to reality this is for my niggaz in NYC not since '76 since the knicks won the championships hasn't been some more shit like this so back up get up and ass up and my rap wax sound my shots ring loud and panic the crowd (blow 'em up) get up-my sounds downtown (hold 'em up) gimme everthing right now

I Against I Feat. Planet

JEDI MIND TRICKS
[Planet] In my historical oracle I blast metaphorical editorials educating in my territorial get torn heavily armed with seventy bombs that'll blast devine like the heavenly song Your men'll be gone if they explore my deepest thoughts i beat hearts in 2 then ask demons for chalk I'm dreaming a stalk MCees in the dark I walk Blindfolded the mines golded Watch how you talk My styles is an art Recognize lycially purity All hell breaks loose like a mall with no security The dopest vocalist with my third eye, I focus with I proceed, flow with the speed of an INDY motorist There's more of this than wasted Shiny chains and braclets I hit tracks my toungue weigh for the brains to blaze in Amazin angelic, tell it to your people (theres a sound sample here that i dont understand what is being said...but it is meant to rhyme with the last line and should be included) [chorus]x2 Illedelph is like the sun cuz we shine with rhymes Underground is like the moon you only see us at times and at times with light skies when the stars recline Jedi Mind, outer space, coincide and combine [Jus Allah] Raw poems, bury your body in catacombs rip your soul from your limbs like brims from Jip Jones In the Twilight Zone we disperse cowards Vampires that stalk earth on reversed hours Nite cause we talk a different song My latitude is God darts out my jaw leave eternal scars You left breathing out of tubes Straws by the marksman, harnessin Science for the marvelous and the charlatan Raps will make your parallax My domain has power to block synapses I daze War shots fight of by the army type warlock Devil's Plan is to have you drip in the Clorox Beast deceiving us ways devious possessing My peeps to walk streets with stolen heat like Prometheus Elements rushin you back to hell again Illadelphians crush your skeleton into fuckin gelatin Chorus [Ikon the Verbal Hologram] Dont ever come to me with war I'm seven scores of orators rappers fall onto all fours like minotaurs with Jedi Mind and the planetary we bombin this we stand one step above you like a pharmacists with all in this detonate the bomb Heads dread hallucinogenics in Vietnam I spit a song create bombs like an Iraqi Swear on the bible and the lines of Ecclesiastes [Planet] Assault and battery [Ikon the Verbal Halogen] Battle me that'll be what splits you Store enormous amounts of energy in a crystal we boa constrict you The gods are militant You faggots couldn't go the length like you was impotent, you ignorant Your whole click is split in half You step in allah's path, and face the lords wrath, WHAT [chorus] 2X

Bang

SHYNE "Shyne"
Bang [Verse 1] I done fucked *The Baddest Bitches* ask Trina Give her coke to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm villified I just, rap on the side, black mafia ties Prolific words, I speak for the unheard Niggas who love guns, money, girls, and furs Sittin up in the mans', runnin shit On the phone moving bricks, orderin hits Perfected the game, diamond infested the chain Niggas think I change I just wanna watch 'em change Livin the American dream Drugs, violence, sex, and loaded magazines That's all I could talk about in these sixteen Cuz that's all I live, ask Tibs It is what is, either graveyards or consecutive life bids, shit CHORUS 4X: Niggas wanna bang, we could bang Niggas wanna slang, we could slang [Verse 2] Niggas wanna bang we could bang out Til the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang out Ham a cot, Bad Boy, the black Camelot Raise the price and connect the dots Through life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack mils A couple of mils and good attorneys Skatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last days I'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdose Without tellin my moms, sorry it was close My wife and my bitch fightin over my notes All my niggas skied north makin a toast Til hell, just gimme bad bitches in Channel Connects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SL And the judge that's gon' set my bail CHORUS [Verse 3] I'm on top of this shit, look at the wrists Too much rocks in this shit, aint that a bitch Make hits, til my last breath With that nigga, the P U double F So lay back in the cut motherfucker 'fore you get shot I kill niggas on the spot like a cop I did it all four seasons suites to a cot Give bitches nothing but breathmints and this cock Call me what, there's a way to eat And all we got is sports, entertainment or the streets I'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleep Ching, ching like I was from Shaolin Brooklyn nigga what you say, keep stylin My air force ones you couldn't walk a mile in I love politics, narcotics, and violins Bad Boy forever, we move in silence CHORUS

Stop Cryin' Your Heart Out

JAY SEAN "The Mistress II"
Ain't like we planned it, I don't really understand it Communications is breaking like we on two different planets Two different axis thinking back on all my actions Hoping and wishing I could just grab time and force it backwards It ain't like I really wanted this, when I said I wanted this Looking back I guess you were my real accomplishment I done some dumb shit since and now I'm functionless And though my words never said it right now my conscious is [Pre-Chorus:] Talking back to me, how can we make it better I probably do whatever it takes to her to let up And never make another mistake, if I could tell her Not to forget us [Chorus:] Cause all of the stars are fading away Try not to worry, you'll see them some day So take what you need and be on your way And stop cryin' your heart out Stop cryin' your heart out We sure were somethin', we had thoughts that we would function Hated fighting in public, all your friends making assumptions Since when did we fall victim to the talk of people All that shit talk in your ear just made it fuckin' hard to breath Oh it ain't like I really wanted this, I never wanted this But on the real though I messed up and broke some promises Like Keyshia Cole sees it, I might as well have cheated I pushed myself away from the one I should have been with [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] May your smile, shine all Don't be scared, your destiny may keep you on [Chorus]

Watch Your Bitches

BEANIE SIGEL "Reason"
As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be was a gangster... (Watch your bitches!) [Verse 1] Hey yo I walks like a pimp, talks like a mack Spit lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat Gators and flavors, colors like now & laters Split champagne wishes to bitches, trips to Vegas Jot down numbers on small pieces of paper I got ya, skate, watch these bitches catch the vapors Breaks down doe over a hoe Spend my chips over a trick I don't rock no masquino shit I don't know know labeled me no trick Biatch! You should pay me for dick All I'm gone do is fuck you crazy Bust a couple nuts, get lazy Bust another nut, it's Swayze Tell your ass don't page me, see you when I see you You need doe for what Wouldn't wanna be you Yeah I'm a break you off, after I stroke you off When I break you off, biatch! That's when I broke you off Tell your ass get lost Only thing I'm gonna pay for, is to be the boss Can't see me giving no skee's my cheese Tell 'em like they tell Bean's, I got four seeds to feed Till I fuck you and some change fall out of your ass (watch your bitches!) Biatch! Ain't nothing changed, I'm all about the cash [Chorus: repeat 2X] Hey yo I walks like a pimp, talks like a mack Spit lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat Gators and flavors, colors like now & laters (watch your bitches!) Leave you jelly like fishes Niggas watch your bitches [Verse 2] You know Mack pop fly bitch No Jonny Gill 'round my bitch Bye Bye bitch Fuck that red dress on, get a head step on Speed on 'for you get peed on When I piss, I don't miss (Shit) Get mad, scratch your ass, and get glad 'For I, scratch your ass and get Glad-bags Throw your shit out on the trash B-Mack, pimp-slash Hustla, muthafucka! But, back to the sript When I'm twisted off that sip You know my twist, Mack on that lick On that super hero juice but could handle my cake Quick to throw bags, zams, and cakes Cocktails come banana and grape Yellow and purple, everything mellow in your circle Feeling like metal can't hurt you Got that pro meth 'itch (Watch your bitches!) Keep a hoe in check quick off that pro meth shit [Chorus: repeat 2X] Hey yo I walks like a pimp, talks like a mack Spit lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat Gators and flavors, colors like now & laters (watch your bitches!) Leave you jelly like fishes Niggas watch your bitches [Verse 3] I don't gotta play games and chase a hoe Spend cheese, say please, and lace a hoe Man, all my bitches know to SUCK me off and hit the door Especially if I hit before, They know the rutine, Dick to jaw, I don't give a bitch shit but game And spit that like Rudy Raymoore Man my whole squad play on tours That's all we do is play on whores That's up to you if you pay for yours I might let 'em run around in the apartment Just don't steal shit or spill shit on the carpet You know the address, apartment 3F Find you, fuck you, and flee, and my man Bleek next [Chorus: repeat 2X] Hey yo I walks like a pimp, talks like a mack Spit lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat Gators and flavors, colors like now & laters (watch your bitches!) Leave you jelly like fishes Niggas watch your bitches

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