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AZ lyrics - Doe Or Die

Gimme Your's

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New yor undercover baby, whole lot of things done changed It's alot of people puttin black eyes in the game, know what I mean I had my glocked cocked, but took a fall now I'm off my feet I gotta eat, so its back to these fuckin streets And I will grow cause I'm an old timer I bring the drama to any nigga, his baby or his fuckin mama I gotta look like Tevin Campbell But still I gamble, hustle and scramble Cause money is muscle in this damn zoo And in order to make it You gotta take it Be the boom blast boom spin Don't break but don't fake it That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas blood I spilt Took what they built, flippin their drug game on tilt Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a sport You either sell, smoke it shoot up or snort Anyway your caught And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it Skies sets the limit Ain't no being some motherfucker's lieutenant Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly Yeah, its either doe or die Chorus: (Repeat 2X) It's like a jungle sometimes It's like a jungle sometimes It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder How I keep from going under And other hoods I hang with Mix slang in they language Love, kickin that gang shit Sellin on the same strip Hustlin hard, no matter how much we hated So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related Shit, puff bananas Not even the cops can stand us Cause of the way we vanish, everytime they come to can us 25 we get the money live Fuck all that funny jive The streets is our only source to survive And when corny teeny boppers think about tryin to stop us I rather put your head, through the propella of a helicopter Cause all my peeps be playin for keeps Straight out the litter, so bitter These bandits don't even need sweets Bringin the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers Move at night like truckers When suckers see us, they duck us Shit, only the real can relate to the hungry man I try It's either doe or die Chorus And ever since I was a tarface Baby, watchin Scarface I dreamed of guns and tons of coke in a car chase A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian Plus props for crooked cops, payin him tops not to run me in Keepin my toaster in a shoulder holster Havin hoes playin me closer Sex on a silk sofa Livin the life of the rich and trife Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife Without stress from some bitchin wife What a life That's why I be on what I be on Always ready a war for Score a shoulder put me on And until then, I won't sealin what I'm feelin It was inside that I cried, but now its spillin I'm goin all out Until I fallout So much of a menace, when I finish Bilkin New York, I'll have to call out On the run, cause I know feds will try and knock me And railroad my soul to a hell hole if they got me But not me I'm goin out fightin until I fry From hot lead no lie Like I said its either doe or die Chorus Realizin the realism of life and actuality Fuck whose the baddest Through personal status, through pimps or salary Chorus If not why not Either your in it, or your in the way Baby Pa New yields, no quills I want it all

I Ain't Shit Without My Homeboyz

KURUPT "Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha"
A Soopafly/Daz production Suckers! (Daz) How many real homeboys y'all got out there? Can y'all count on one hand? I can Straight up, Dogg Pound Gangstas Funky fresh in the flesh Yeah That's what I'm talking about Yo Kurupt, kick that! (Kurupt) I ain't shit with out my homeboys Although at times it seems Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle It's complicated like a puzzle Puzzle pieces and money double ????????? really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic? Get the fuck out of here! Ain't no body else I can call(who dat?) Besides my motherfucking doggs I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Daz) When there's trouble who the fuck can you rely on to die on On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or right I ignite, the fire, marijuana get's me higher Always drinking and smoking Philly's Getting a nigga wild Gettin paid, that's my only desire Big Style, Lil' Floss, Tray Dee and me K-U-R-U-P-T, Soopafly and Crooked Eye Until then I hope God don't pass me by Every day I work harder to try Never to fall But I often rise! Every day before I open my eyes To my cousin Big Flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboyz I won't ever see again Like gone in the wind Like a lottery spin When it comes down to it Nigga, who's your foes and your friends? I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Crooked Eye) So what could make a crook stay down for his troop Could it be the gunshots we ducked as a youth huh? What about the cops we hid from on the roof Or the shootouts we survived with out wearing a bulletproof We fruits from a tree that was rotten to the root We wasn't supposed to make it our survival don't compute I had to chase the paper cause the loot would run from me We had navigator dreams and only bust money We rise and we fall together, all together We brawl and we ball together Doggs forever Like Uhhh (lots of people) And you don't stop! Fuck around with one of the homies Watch the glock pop! One love and keep hollering back We could split my last dollar in fact Pop your collar to that Crooked Eye need a whole click And like folls and giblets That's some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit (Soopafly) Cold shit when you elevate and get into some more shit When we ride together niggas be like Oh Shit! Dogg Pound in the house, rockin the party (lots of people) All night long! Gettin high til the break of dawn Chipped up like a cellular phone Back up, watch it shine like chrome And division when you in this shit But together we can't be fucked with, crush shit Never settle for less then the plush shit But still don't forget when we was broke About nine or ten lokes, with only one joint to smoke Man, I can count on both hands The different stands and planes Niggaz took to make it better for the fam We made our first five grand, was like god damn New khakis and cortese We learned the essential meaning of what a whore is Still clockin more biz Always looking up, cause if you look down your fucked Soopafly ????? and chucks, but I ain't shit without my homeboyz (overlapping last line, sung) Please believe I ain't shit without my homeboyz(and that's real shit) I ain't nothing without my homeboyz (I ain't shit without my homeboyz) (Slip Capone) Shit, not Capone Real niggaz I knew before I was grown A lot of motherfuckers died But I'ma still ride And represent the evil motherfuckin westside It ain't nothing but trues Real niggaz that payed the dues Picture me rollin with gay dudes Nigga please, we g's and dress like we serve keys On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's Down to die for each other Cause you and I for each other In a gangster matrimony we brothers Can't nothing seperate gang We ganged from intiation to marks Fuck around and catch she sparks Cause see no gangsta gang That I motherfuckin claim Run ?siegal, money mack,? and mack is you man I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Chorus til fade) I ain't nothing without my homeboyz Please believe I ain't shit without my homeboyz

I Call Shots

KURUPT "Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha"
A Soopafly/Daz production Suckers! (Daz) How many real homeboys y'all got out there? Can y'all count on one hand? I can Straight up, Dogg Pound Gangstas Funky fresh in the flesh Yeah That's what I'm talking about Yo Kurupt, kick that! (Kurupt) I ain't shit with out my homeboys Although at times it seems Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle It's complicated like a puzzle Puzzle pieces and money double ????????? really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic? Get the fuck out of here! Ain't no body else I can call(who dat?) Besides my motherfucking doggs I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Daz) When there's trouble who the fuck can you rely on to die on On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or right I ignite, the fire, marijuana get's me higher Always drinking and smoking Philly's Getting a nigga wild Gettin paid, that's my only desire Big Style, Lil' Floss, Tray Dee and me K-U-R-U-P-T, Soopafly and Crooked Eye Until then I hope God don't pass me by Every day I work harder to try Never to fall But I often rise! Every day before I open my eyes To my cousin Big Flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboyz I won't ever see again Like gone in the wind Like a lottery spin When it comes down to it Nigga, who's your foes and your friends? I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Crooked Eye) So what could make a crook stay down for his troop Could it be the gunshots we ducked as a youth huh? What about the cops we hid from on the roof Or the shootouts we survived with out wearing a bulletproof We fruits from a tree that was rotten to the root We wasn't supposed to make it our survival don't compute I had to chase the paper cause the loot would run from me We had navigator dreams and only bust money We rise and we fall together, all together We brawl and we ball together Doggs forever Like Uhhh (lots of people) And you don't stop! Fuck around with one of the homies Watch the glock pop! One love and keep hollering back We could split my last dollar in fact Pop your collar to that Crooked Eye need a whole click And like folls and giblets That's some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit (Soopafly) Cold shit when you elevate and get into some more shit When we ride together niggas be like Oh Shit! Dogg Pound in the house, rockin the party (lots of people) All night long! Gettin high til the break of dawn Chipped up like a cellular phone Back up, watch it shine like chrome And division when you in this shit But together we can't be fucked with, crush shit Never settle for less then the plush shit But still don't forget when we was broke About nine or ten lokes, with only one joint to smoke Man, I can count on both hands The different stands and planes Niggaz took to make it better for the fam We made our first five grand, was like god damn New khakis and cortese We learned the essential meaning of what a whore is Still clockin more biz Always looking up, cause if you look down your fucked Soopafly ????? and chucks, but I ain't shit without my homeboyz (overlapping last line, sung) Please believe I ain't shit without my homeboyz(and that's real shit) I ain't nothing without my homeboyz (I ain't shit without my homeboyz) (Slip Capone) Shit, not Capone Real niggaz I knew before I was grown A lot of motherfuckers died But I'ma still ride And represent the evil motherfuckin westside It ain't nothing but trues Real niggaz that payed the dues Picture me rollin with gay dudes Nigga please, we g's and dress like we serve keys On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's Down to die for each other Cause you and I for each other In a gangster matrimony we brothers Can't nothing seperate gang We ganged from intiation to marks Fuck around and catch she sparks Cause see no gangsta gang That I motherfuckin claim Run ?siegal, money mack,? and mack is you man I ain't shit without my homeboyz (Chorus til fade) I ain't nothing without my homeboyz Please believe I ain't shit without my homeboyz

Iz U

NELLY "Da Derrty Versions: The Reinvention"
'She said iz u iz or you ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't Iz u iz or iz u ain't [Chorus: 2x] She said iz you iz or iz u ain't Gon' give me a ride She said iz that 'chu wit the Lamborghini Iz that yo car parked outside Yeah that's my car girl And if you won't to you could go But lemme know if its getting too late And if not then I could catch me anotha... Ho Yeah I heard you got a man I ain't trippin offa that, looka herre Believe me I understand Don't wanna break up ya lil happy home Just wanna be a friend (you know) Gonna pick you up and take you to lunch or sum'hin Ill leave it up to you if imma touch or sum'hin Ya wanna cut or sum'hin Ya just let me know We ain't bout no game Now when I say we I mean the whole saint lou We good (good) good thangs (good thangs) Ain't got no problems bout lettin em loose Ma, i aint got no change Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards I got credit cards You can charge em all (boo) I know you heard me on yo radi-o Now ya home right Tryna steal my cray-z (crazy) flow more unless you bite But im hurr to let (to let) you know (you know) Just dont make no sense when you hatin on me Coz what i am you tryna be (and uuhhhh) you can find me on that dot.com Im talking in N-E-double L dot Y I stop (stop) bombs (bombs) what the hell You might as well I drop (drop) bombs (bombs) On any mofuckas who ain't throwin wit us U ain't throwin wit us U ain't flowin wit us Shut the do' door nigga he ain't rollin wit us [Chorus: 2x] We spending money like whateva (whateva) You see me poppin bottles at the bar It feel like now or never (never) Please don't put'cha bet down mo' If it ain't four or better I'm talking seein rose at da end of the road Playboy fuck what you is told Watch....me and my dirty City scoped da whole hood We be lookin for da ones in tight jeans Da lust (da lust) neva good I'm like the Apple Bottom high tight things Ain't disrespectin (ahhh) good I didn't cause you harm But I was reachin for yo arm When you walked past And I missed and I grabbed yo ass My bizzard Feels like I'm runnin' 35 In a A3 cup in a deezoveez Whateva I desire (desire) I want a 600 coupe wit da laser cut key Before (before) I retire Baby girl I got to have it all 8 cars in a stall Them planks down the hallway leadin' to tha rooms Where da draws gon fall Coolest nigga eva seen (seen) It ain't shit my nigga I'll show ya ? Let it on out girl dont you know I love to hear you scream just wanna hit it a lil harder Somethin like a daughter I finally caught her Leg shakin' like a fish outta water (water water) [Chorus: 2x] Now ladies put yo hands up And bounce with me now Fellas put yo hands down And smack a lil ass with me now Gon give that girl the eye And tell em meet u outside Coz we aint got nowhurr to gooo (but home) And see about the curb (the curb) Go on get your friends baby girl Im likin (like it) when you swerve (you swerve) Tell me can u drive a stick If not (if not) can you learn (you learn) look at you comin at me like its your first time Give me your birthdate and your birth sign you are (scorpio) Same as mine I'll meet you down the street (the street) On natural bridge down the kings highway We will chill in (chillin) with my peeps (my peeps) That L-U-N-A-T-I-C Oh you fo reel We're not filthy rich but we could use a bath Let a chick take half Don't want that math And I speak on behalf of my whole damn staff I can see (see) what you thinkin You know you want it as bad as I do Tell me (tell me) what you thinkin Pimp Juice Oh I got a case of that too And that shit is stankin (stankin) Like Cali chronic for them LA boys That purple haze for them glassy jars Fuck Lana baby I want More '

It Does Get Better Than This

DIAMOND RIO "Close To The Edge"
It Does Get Better Than This Sunset, a clear blue lake Fishing with the boys A weekend hanging out with my best friends Tall tales and ice cold beer Well, I can't blame you guys For saying this must be the living end CHORUS Hold on, it does get better than this If you were me You couldn't disagree 'Cause I've held her oh so tight She's kept me up all night I've tasted her kisses sweet as wine Sure, this is a real good time But pardon me boys It does get better than this Cool night, by the fire At least a million stars A cooler full of fat catfish to fry Back slapping, telling jokes And howling at the moon I hear you saying, ¡°Ain't this the life¡­¡± but CHORUS She showed me what the good life really means I know you've had a love like hers yeah, in your dreams CHORUS Oh I'm telling you now boys It does get better than this.

It Yearns

MYSTIKAL "Unpredictable"
[Intro, some guy talking] Old school niggas. (IT'S YEARN!) True hip hop niggas. Ha, ha. (IT'S YEARN!) This something y'all niggas can dance to. [Verse 1] LIKE THAT! I be a black muthafucka from the 12th ward I want some bullshit niggas () hittin em hard I hit em with more () I make em run I made a lot of noise with the shit I done I give y'all a chance to roll but y'all niggas can't roll Sit your ass down, let me show you how it go I thought I showed you last time, when will you learn Watch what you ask for, nigga, IT'S YEARN! [Verse 2] The maniac brotha's back with another dramatic track Crossin my path struck you like you a black cat Maniac, abused, used, and abused Try your luck and bring a pack for the horseshoes You got nothin to lose, it just might help you out a bit Shit, I doubt it You're better off dead, goin head to head with a nigga like M-I-K-E Your best bet's to pack your shit Calm your head, bleedin bitch Sucka tragic you'll never get none You better leave cause you only get one Chance to make a break for it Uh huh, leave now or get the pow Get the fuck out this area, I'ma have to bury ya Mo thug, I draw blood Whip that ass, leave ya face down in the mud Militant, bitch I might be But that's a risk you take when you fuck with me Headlocked, yo I dirt ya like a nacho Shit you go, bigger than G.I.Joe You ain't know I thought you knew This time you can have it, it's for you IT'S YEARN! [X 3] [Verse 3] Come on, come on Well come away sucker fake MCs in the place There's only one Mystikal so make no mistake Comin straight in your face, sucker MCs I hate Rhymes bite you in your ass like a rattlesnake Bout your screamin no way Bitch you won't escape I'm like a boa 'strictor I kill, I suffocate Hittin harder than Hitler, no slidin, no livin, no jivin Got more niggas runnin and hiding than Batman and Robin Takin out adversaries with rhymes I wrote The sucker () I'm the antidote I the conductor of shive rhymes (.......) Stretch like elastic, pure fantastic Lift off and burnin MCs like amino acid Nigga please don't try to battle, it's suicide Those who have time watch me I do survive This is only a suggestion, so ask no questions Try and digest my rhymes bitch you get indigestion Wrote this as a lesson so you will know Comin hard muthafuckas this physical Be pussy bitches in my fans I brought a dime and Understand I'm comin strong nigga harder than He-Man With these hands, nigga laying face down on the curb IT'S YEARN! [Verse 4] Some murderer got the nerve to talk about me Bitch I never heard of ya That's a shame, you got the blame cause you're blind You know my name, the M to the Y, S-T-I, the K-A-L Rebel, ya smell, ya fell, ya tell, ya sell, hotter than hell Soft as hell, I might as well SPELL! I'm a big marine, M-I-K-E, you figure weaker then me I speak uniquely, how in the fuck do you plan to beat me Ruler of hip hop, left ya shell shocked Scare the fuck out ya like Alfred Hitchcock Don't wanna be bothered (....) I'm a rough motherfucker from the 12th ward Never left nothin undone, breakin jaws for fun Cocky as Paul Bunyan, have ya cryin like onion Flyin low, a soldier born, ya chicken's choked Explosive, bitch I'm the one that wrote this I scream like rebel with the sword and snake Your boss come to battle, it's not your week I reverse my verse, I love to curse You won't be the first muthafucker in the back of a hearse Stomp, pop, clap, havin the last laugh Then, I step back and grin at your dumb ass Watch me burn, can't miss my turn Like, do you want it IT'S YEARN![ X 2]

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