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GETO BOYS lyrics - Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

Retaliation

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Suicide, it's a suicide... [SCARFACE] Retaliation is a must Leavin' opposition in the dust In mob we trust, fuckin' with us gon' get your bust It's a - suicide, it's a suicide You will die, nigga, you will die Just like your homeboy did When we teed off on him And since you want drama, we fend the weed off the corner And when I ride All these niggas better ride So if you hoes got pride Then bring your asses outside And let me say your bad side But don't you never let me see you sweat I'm leaving motherfuckers silhouettes - wet And you can take that as a treath But I'ma make the promise These nigga here is comin' Sick enough to let to make a maggot vomit With the intentions to retaliate Illuminatin', then evacuate Fuck the tear drops on the casket tops Just open up with shots from the plastic glock That leave your ass get got It's all about gettin' even Get them muthafuckas when you see 'em Stop em from breathin [007] Retaliation Look at all the heat that you're facing 15 niggas agg in your living room waiting Passin out shit, bags Click clacks - toe tags We came and we kicked that ass Who run this? Double-O-Seven Out of 17 and guaranteed to get eleven I guess you think you're safe Sorry that you did it Hoe, it's too late Bitch, you shouldn'ta did it One by one niggas get they ass done Pussy make me laugh, nigga, money make me come Nigga set for life All on this in pay-per-view ?Callin? shots make you call yo' whole fuckin' crew We gotcha [MADD DOGG] I ain't playin with this one, pass the pistol Warriors come out the play when we whistle What's that sound? Is that them - in the background? I let the Mac clown and shut this whole set down Rap-A-Lot Mafia's murderous circle We kill em done, go get your guns None survive when I scream the die-die It's the mister from the free time the dum-dum Retaliation is a must Who in the fuck gave you muthafuckas the nuts To try to buck Wanna bust? Nigga what?! It's dust to dust Ashes to ashes, in the back is where the pistols pump I lift em up, gives a fuck I'm quick to bust Hit 'em up, get 'em up Once I send 'em up Now ??? get enough of my gangsta stuff Retaliation is a muthafuckin' must [K.B.] I stumbled out the club ???? Drunk as fuck And plus my visions is blurry My face swoll' the fuck up Clothes all muddy It was buddy From last week who I got into that argument With - came back with his click Muthafuckas in some deep shit And so they asses got to pay Make my way to a pay phone and hit J. Hey, I just got jumped on I'm over here at ??? It's the mob that ?? to the brain to the Gathor A few minutes later I saw the muthafuckin' Hummer Here comes Big Chief Mac-11, ready to bomb a Cock suckers ??? niggas Was gonna touch 'em Muthafuck' the law They ass went up, my nigga bust 'em This is my biz Kill 'em all Don't leave no witness Make you muthafuckas wishin' you wouldn'ta you done this Handle your business You violated my probation Had to fry they ass like bacon For fuckin' with me: retaliation!

Project Bitch

CASH MONEY MILLIONAIRES
this is for deshawn, eshlawn, lil mama, an her friends lisa, teresa, maria, tia, leah and kim I love yall broads no disrespect to my dogs but I love yall broads yea I love yall broads to the ladies havin babies without no drama to my niggas with figgas say I love my baby momma I bought them shoes and tattoos an even fixed yo breasts I put you inside the flyest rides an even put a 'S ' on yo chest [Verse 2: Lil' Wayne] this is for the ones who pop with it an be puttin they mouth on it an they suck everything out of it then they catch it an swallow it I'm Lil Weezy for sheezy I'm off the heezy believe me see me I squeeze in between it and then I leave it so greasy when I come through in a Rolls Royce I leave them with no choice but to hop up in it an just let me make they throat moist Ruby Red an Vodka it just carry a nigga give me three minutes maybe four she be wantin to marry a nigga [Chorus: Juvenile] give me a project bitch give me a hoodrat chick one that dont give a fuck an say she took that dick give me a project chick give me a hoodrat bitch one that dont give a fuck an say she took that dick [Verse 3: Juvenile] my momma said she seen me by my grandma my grandma flipped out an said we aint gone have no evil in this house so I rolled out scoped me a house an sold out but I fucked up when I started livin up in this hoes house nigga started fuckin one of the broads cause she was suckin a nigga dick so good keepin it hard lettin a nigga cum all over her chest an tounge she was still young because her children she was a hoe she gave me head behind a building aint sellin records but her mouth could sell a million if you wanna take it there we can break it off cause yall pussy aint gotta nigga tweakin at all I slang this dick summer winter spring an the fall ask me to lay it down I'm bringin it all im tryin to hit ya from tha back to ya holla good lord this muthafuckin dick good an it always be hard [Chorus] [Verse 4: Baby] look look a nigga could catch me reel up them white folks know the code so we g'd up an my range rover 4 door be d'd up tattoos and new cars and these project cuts got this nigga bitch I know been wantin to fuck I deal with sluts, ladies, and bitches dont give a fuck project bosses Weezy say respect us bitch nigga find me in the 4 door lexus I got a bitch shoot dice, a bitch that aint right I got a bitch who will front ya work an take ya life I got a credit card hoe a scam type hoe a fraud type hoe like to snort that dope a dick suckin pro a calico hoe a real solid bitch out chicago I got a brat type bitch like to whine an shit I got a project bitch like to start some shit [Chorus til fade]

The World Is Changing

Fatal Hussein "In The Line Of Fire"
[Singer] oohhhh(hold note) [Voice] Tell'em where you come in tell that fake nigga where you come in [Singer] oohhhh(hold note) [Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous I see a whole bunch of suckers Verse one Won't you niggas take a look at a real thug and see why ya bitches get suspicious and peal slugs at me til the day I die high muthafucker tryin' to think of somethin' other then dyin' what the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this I know it's heaven for G's, M-11 to squeeze 'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made jealous ass niggas, switchin' up like a switch blade life is what you make it, I'm make it in dope my dog died in tail cell, shakin' from rope it's only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay from escapade, profess you chest and laid put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash in other words, keep your shit cocked shootin' for cash Chorus [Singer]- Life ain't what, it used to be babbbyyy it's so easy, the world is changin' will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light? the world is changin' Verse two My next kin to crew, is a selected few if you don't fuck wit me, they won't bust at you I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back in this world thats all black, more critical wit tha mack are Russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck'em all ? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all yall niggas goin' despice on me, makin' thugs out you suckas come and ride for me, dyin' is the hardest part of livin' ya life talkin' slick, after tellin' me that bitch was ya wife so your fiancee, probably goin' wild for me I write a letter to my un-born child and tell my baby girl to smile for me Chorus Verse three Bumpin', jumpin' from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten's on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz approach hard, slidin' speed roads, from the coast guard better warn you, befo I put somethin' on you and it your folks hard, that Henny mix rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' cuz, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha Hussein been it, affendin' ya little dogs puttin' thugs on a stretcher, so suffer look at her wiggle, and don't touch her must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her you ain't a playa(nigga), while you ridin' a bitch and ain't a ridah, now you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched once she go thug, so always be thugged remember that son, all I want is action won't hesitate to clap one, the east and the west got me packed and stressed, but through the pain all I'm tryin' to , is gain happiness why don't you niggas, take a look at a real thug and see, why these suckas tryin' ball on me, me god Chorus Makaveli to don, Kadafi rest in peace (Makaveli to don) [Singer]- Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light the world is changin', ooohhhhh

The World Is Changing

Fatal "In the Line of Fire"
[Singer]-oohhhh(hold note) [Voice]- Tell'em where you come in, tell that fake nigga where you come in [Singer]-oohhhh(hold note) [Voice]- Yall bitch niggaz is jealous, I see a whole bunch of suckers Verse one Won't you niggas, take a look at a real thug and see why, ya bitches get suspicious and peal slugs, at me, til the day I die, high muthafucker tryin' to think of somethin', other then dyin' what the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this I know it's heaven for G's, M-11 to squeeze 'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made jealous ass niggas, switchin' up like a switch blade life is what you make it, I'm make it in dope my dog died in tail cell, shakin' from rope it's only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay from escapade, profess you chest and laid put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash in other words, keep your shit cocked shootin' for cash Chorus [Singer]- Life ain't what, it used to be babbbyyy it's so easy, the world is changin' will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light? the world is changin' Verse two My next kin to crew, is a selected few if you don't fuck wit me, they won't bust at you I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back in this world thats all black, more critical wit tha mack are Russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck'em all ? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all yall niggas goin' despice on me, makin' thugs out you suckas come and ride for me, dyin' is the hardest part of livin' ya life talkin' slick, after tellin' me that bitch was ya wife so your fiancee, probably goin' wild for me I write a letter to my un-born child and tell my baby girl to smile for me Chorus Verse three Bumpin', jumpin' from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten's on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz approach hard, slidin' speed roads, from the coast guard better warn you, befo I put somethin' on you and it your folks hard, that Henny mix rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' cuz, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha Hussein been it, affendin' ya little dogs puttin' thugs on a stretcher, so suffer look at her wiggle, and don't touch her must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her you ain't a playa(nigga), while you ridin' a bitch and ain't a ridah, now you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched once she go thug, so always be thugged remember that son, all I want is action won't hesitate to clap one, the east and the west got me packed and stressed, but through the pain all I'm tryin' to , is gain happiness why don't you niggas, take a look at a real thug and see, why these suckas tryin' ball on me, me god Chorus Makaveli to don, Kadafi rest in peace (Makaveli to don) [Singer]- Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light the world is changin', ooohhhhh

Shit I Don't Like

ANGEL HAZE
[Intro:] It's Young Gypsy in this bitch I don't like There's a lotta shit in this fuck ass world that I don't like But, you know. Angel Haze [Verse:] Look, fuck all these bitch ass niggas and these bitch ass bitches, don't fuck with these trick ass niggas Always wanna talk about your whips and a bitch and how he quick to click, clack, hit that trigger None of y'all niggas fit in that picture, only shit you smoke is in that swisher Talk about your scene where you been for the sales and the green and I mean all that shit that figures Always seem to wonder how it gets that way. How living a lie becomes the shit that pays How the wonder of the color for a stupid motherfucker and it never really enough until it gets that grey Black is perilous, it's just that shade Hold up nigga, drop my beat How the fuck you live in a world where ever since birth you were meant to not succeed? Idolizing niggas that will die behind a nigga that was lied to a nigga that will not succeed Idolizing bitches that will rely to other bitches that pretend about their shit, but did not succeed I'm simply an informant the cycle of the garn that was introduced by some niggas that you should not believe Basically, all the niggas you look up to looked up to a nigga that did not succeed Anyway, I'm ham on these motherfuckers Stomping on their face, toejam on these motherfuckers Get me mad enough, I'll cloak and dagger up. Say church, amen, lay hands on these motherfuckers All I do is talk that real shit, no really, I'm 'bout that real shit Walk up in the spot, bitches fiend for my presence cause they've never felt the essence of a real bitch Whoop, whoop, real bitch. Whoop, whoop, real shit I'm out here on that trill shit, flow wetter than some seal lips I'm in this bitch like all day, fuck these bitches like always Ain't one bitch out that can step to the kid I'll kill them and have them drawn like palm frames Shook ones, I know that you shook son I see you eating at your card like a book worm Jealous ones fucking envy, good and fucking plenty A hating ass bitch is some shit I don't like and I ain't got that in me In me, I ain't got that in me I don't need no friends, ho. I'm not fucking friendly I don't fuck around ho, I get ratchet quickly Bitches, not out here fucking with me Weak ass bitches that's out in the world and I don't like that plenty Funny. I don't like you anyway You fucking suck, I'll murder you like any day Bitch, fuck off

Guess Who

Allfrumtha-I "Allfrumtha i"
Make em, make em, make em bounce to this Make em, make em, make em bounce to this Make em, make em, make em bounce to this Make em, make em, make em bounce to this Make em, make em, make em bounce to this (Verse 1 -Squeak Ru) Money, hoes and narcotics Bitches, switches and hydraulics Got to fill my cup to the rim My chances of livin is gettin slim Cuz ahh, niggas playa hate me Now the YGs think they can take me They think the big homie got soft But as soon as they freak, I'm lettin off, nigga (Verse 2 -Binky Mack) Hoo-ridin on you bustas, whuuuuut We don't know you Commit to sayin gangsta and throwin up the W Always saggin wit my drink in hand And when a nigga talks shit that's when he hits the fan Breakin laws for the cause is a habit Up in ya spot, jack move, I gots to have it Break bread wit my nigga split And all I'm thinkin 'bout is gettin rich, so... Chorus: Guess who just stepped out the smog... ...it's Connect Gang, nigga, 'bout to take em all Guess who just stepped out the smog... ...AllFrumThaI 'bout to break these niggas off Your money or your life, nigga Don't make me have to put these caps in ya Cuz I, I gots to get paid, nigga Won't stop till they put me in my grave, nigga (Verse 3 -Squeak Ru) All I can dream is the undreamable All I can think is the unthinkable Explodin like a goddamn bomb Niggas be alarmed, the Fat Man spread like napalm All my thoughts is suicidal My hand is the groom and the 9 is the bridal Open up the door to my world Watch the blood rush my vein While my brain twirls It only takes one shot from the heater I got the remedy for your feva No pills, no cough drops Just a nine millimeter wit the (shoot) It don't stop, so... Chorus (Verse 4 -Binky Mack) Now I bounce thru my town..... whuuuut, a nigga fresh out Lil' homies never seen befo', banged out Used to hustle, shootin craps and shit Now a nigga spittin raps, gettin snaps and shit Check the cigar for the flaws wit the top back Right color in the wrong hood, so I stay strapped AllFrumThaI appears like hocuspocus Hoes that acted bogus now they all up on us Not give it here, don't hold back Nigga doin big thangs like I got the sack And it's like that and it just don't stop Binky Mack from town it's that that 500 Block, so... Chorus

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