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Azn Pride lyrics

Asian Pride

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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...

Hova Song (Outro)

JAY-Z "Vol. 3... Life And Times Of S. Carter"
[Jay-Z] Who ever thought young Shawn Carter would change the game Used to rap to the raindrops off my window pane Duckin the plain cops, pushin indo and 'caine At the kitchen table late night, no pen, just my brain First album niggaz love me cause they thought I was poor Guess I'm successful; industry don't love me no more Well I'm the same nigga from your corner, bubblin raw Skully tilted, pants saggin, damn near touchin the floor And I come with do-rags to your so-called awards T-shirt with my chain out like fuck y'all all Retrospect ain't been the same since I lost my dad He's still alive, but still fuck you, don't cross my path A&R's had me feelin like moss in the drab So I turned the league out with 'Reasonable Doubt' Get your CD's out, let's go, song for song I'm the illest nigga doin it til y'all prove me wrong Do you believe It's Hova the God, uhh, uhh, uhh..


ABK (ANYBODY KILLA) "Dirty History"
[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?

Verbal Suicide

Hey Slim, U want a pill 2 pop eh slim u listening 2 me GODDAMMIT Hi how big is ure fanny can i fit a whole Grammy inside and hide 2 fists for days girl i know these questions are gay but i jus gotta know before i let this big dick flow turning up to a show and i dont know who the fucks playing or wot it is theyre sayin all i know is this uzis for spraying on S Club Juniors and i would rather have tumours all over my brain or get hit by cars, trucks, and trains than listen to this shit! and if u dont like this track then u can skip (eminem) The Feds are cuming but i cant be assed running im so weeded that i cant stop mumbling I feel like im constantly tumbling Jus because ure royal doesent mean that can rumble remember always be loyal to people that treat u the same cause theyll have ure back when ve jus got beat up and ure in pain FUCK THAT SHIT IM DISSIN EVEYBODY! Fuck this Beat Fuck ure Song Fuck this Life Its goin on to long

Where I'm From

JAY-Z "In My Lifetime Vol. 1"
[Jay-Z] uh-huh, je-je je-je-jeah ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye-yeah How real is this, how real is this Uh-huh huh, Inspect this here, check [Verse One:] I'm from where the hammer's rung, New's cameras never come You and your man houndin' every verse in your rhyme where the grams is slung, niggas vanish every summer Where the blue vans would come, we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set To achieve this goal quicker, sold all my weight wet Faced with immeasurable odds still I get straight bets So I felt some more something and you nothing check I from the other side with other guys don't walk to much And girls in the projects wouldn't fuck us if we talked too much So they ran up town and sought them dudes to trust I don't know what the fuck they thought, those niggas is foul just like us I'm from where the beef is inevitable, Summertime's unforgetable Boosters in abundance, buy a half-price sweater new Your world was everything, So everything you said you'd do You did it, Couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I from where niggas pull your car, and argue all day about Who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Nas Where the drugs czars evolve, and thugs always are At each other's throats for the love of foreign cars Where cats catch cases, hoping the judge R and R's But most times find themselves locked up behind bars I'm from where they ball and breed rhyme stars I'm from Marcy son, just thought I'd remind y'all [Chorus: 5x] Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, Ain't nothing nice Mentally been many places but I'm Brooklyn's own [Verse Two:] I'm from the place where the chruch is the flakiest And niggas is praying to god so long that they Atheist Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow Cause the day after we'll be saying, damn I was just with him yesterday I'm a block away from hell, not enough shots away from straight shells An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale Your laughing, you know the place well Where the Liqour Store's and the base well And Government, fuck Government, niggas polotic themselves Where we call the cops the A-Team cause they hop out of vans and spray things And life expectancy so low we making out wills at eight-teen Where how you get rid of guys who step out of line, your rep solidifies So tell me when I rap you think I give a fuck who criticize If the shit is lies, god strike me And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me We'll never know One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow, Let 'em know Mistakes ain't exactly what takes place in the ghetto Promise fulfilled, but still I feel my job ain't done Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice [Chorus 4x] [Verse Three:] I'm from where they cross-over and clap boards Lost Jehovah in place of rap lords, listen I'm up the block, round the corner, and down the street From where the Pimps, Prostitutes, and the Drug Lords meet We make a million off of beats, cause our stories is deep And fuck tomorrow, as long as the night before was sweet Niggas get lost for weeks in the streets, twisted off weed And no matter the weather, niggas know how to draw heat Whether your four-feet or Minute size, it always starts out with Three dice and shoot the five Niggas thought they douce was live, now hit 'em with trips And I reached down for their money, pa forget about this This time around it's platinum, like the shit on my wrist And this glock on my waist, y'all can't do shit about this Niggas will show you love, That's how they fool thugs Before you know it your lying in a pool of blood [Chorus 4x]

The Return

[Verse 1: Mibbs] It's the return to the city of the angels and demons Where the party's still popping while the neighbors is sleeping Police helicopters flying over our heads I don't know what happened but I hope that nobody's dead You know that shit don't stop so now it's back to the basics Living above the law, that's some classic LA shit And banging Pac, Cube, Snoop, Eazy, and Dre shit Been on a hiatus, now we back to our greatness Since I was kid, my best friend was Kurupt Yo-Yo was my bitch and DJ Quik was my unc' Mack 10 and Dub-C taught me to tie my Chucks And Nate Dogg was my nigga, he never left me on stuck I give my city a hug and make love to the pavement Where I live at everyday is like a fucking vacation Hoes come to my city, looking for a vocation I tell him get with this pick up or she [?] [Hook: Ty$] Ya bitch wanna smoke with a nigga She said you's a broke ass nigga And girls just wanna have fun Ride around, top down in the sun She want a nigga that can Buy her something, buy her something, buy her something She need a nigga that can Buy her something, buy her something, buy her something Yea, yea [Verse 2: Like] K I heard from this old throwback I been dying to cut down She used to be a dime, heard she got her a son now Tryna get at me, but she got a big gut now And showed up to my crib weighing two hundred plus pounds You tryna guess if I still got in them guts, wow I did though, don't act like you never fucked with no big ho We from that big coast where the 6 4's hop And where the guns might bust, and where there's none like us House parties cracking 'til the sun light's up Name another trio with a buzz like us Name another trio who can bust like us Who get love like us, but there's none I trust [Hook] [Verse 3: BeYoung] Say rest in peace to the homie Chick Hearn Floss too much and you bound to get served Talk reckless and it's bound to get heard Niggas booking flights into town just for the herbs Don't think it's just the birds Surfing and sunshine Run that light and you swerve into one time, some broke, some fly Cutthroat, cut ties That nigga sixteen, how he get double life, for tryna bubble white Pack heats and Niggas after cash like it's always tax season Pull a Breezil with ass fat, cleavage Met her Friday, got the ass that weekend Hatchback beating, where the cash at, seek it Wear the wrong hat, you can catch that beating Laderas and the swang, we in the parking lot chiefin' Yea, that's the city that I'mma never leaving We get high [Hook]

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