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Heltah Skeltah lyrics - Magnum Force

Sean Wigginz

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featuring Supreme [Rock] Yo word up man Word up man it's a lot of niggaz out there Niggaz pullin gats and all that shit I know we Magnum Force and all of that We run with O.G.C.'s n shit We'll FUCK your ass up too word up Bummy Jab Mr. Perfect equals Perfect Jab Word is bond This whole shit's played like Jordache and Sassoon Sue me it's time that y'all ass out like baboons or me with no drawers on, the way my pants droop, BANG to your equilibrium, you're physically dismantled [Supreme] Batten down the hatches, I mastered this flow I crafted Beyond sight, comin out fights with no scratches to let tactics, knock the world off it's axis Supreme mean the lastest level, you can't pass this [Rock] We'll tell them hold this, heat-seekin fist'll never miss on impact, set to knock SHIT out the devilish punk who step to this, my ring got ice you can have some for your glass jaw, bloody mary's ain't that bad son Jab's a one man riot starter, tell your dad to come When I get to snuffin BWOY you'll wish you had a gun Havin fun yet? Mr. Perfect's the one who says who get hurt next, suplexin all of you ? [Supreme] You got nowhere to run ta, I'ma hunter like a Fonzo Smoke you like fonta, leave you in Mourning like Alonzo Comin for your head honcho, he in my range, ain't nuttin changed Duke If you can't stand the rain you better wear a poncho Run through your crew pronto, crush you like nachoes Yeah you act macho but you still run from the cops Duke Supreme is not your, ordinary type of guy When I get hyper, I burn that ass like all types of lye [Rock] Alright alright alright, maybe I'm not the best, but I'm one of em See these wack cats, think they nice, we make fun of em [Supreme] Cause we runnin em, back to they blocks for reinforcement I stay flossin, you bring your crew I bring the four-fifths [Rock] Known to Jab, cause I move like a rook straight at cha and drop mad niggaz with one punch, usually that one Left to right my shit is marvelous like Marvin Hagler Stagger a devil sayin, Go the FUCK back to Africa [Supreme] It's the Per-fect Jab (Jab) at last (last) I break dudes in half (half) Get splashed on your staff, if you don't know the math (Call em Perfect) I bring shit they can't fathom, sent to hurt shit it ain't worth it, Bummy Jab sent to dab em Since the days of Adam, befo' Eve flipped the script It was predicted, for me to bring some shit like this (That boy bad, that boy bad!) But now we out to bring em back terror, I'm bout cheddar (Hah!) They call me Mr. Perfect cause I'm, simply without error (Per-fect-o) You couldn't weather my endeavor, I'm too clever Don't ever bring it to my square queer you know better And if you creep up (what?) prepare to meet the grim reaper Appearin in your nightmares, fuckin your sleep up [Rock] Oh, oh, oh, B.T.J.'s call me Balboa, swan call me Rock-ola Hold the fort down, reach out and punch somethin like a Motorola Own a pager, bonus how I call the paper, you make all the dough but anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know what? I may just take you over, my wager's to get your face or your nose bloodied, what? The R-O-to, C-K ya show ya greater, don't fuck around burn caps like my name like was Coca-Cola Wait up hold up! Don't make a, nigga roll up take your shines, leave ya swoll up or with a taste of somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, slow up I hate ya Do your dirty M.P. now stands for Make'em Pay brah [Supreme] I'm rude, abuse dudes that come late on they dues Bring bad news like a baby in they terrible two's You did what to who? Youse Estoria like the Waldorf Niggaz get hauled off, suplexin magnums like I'm goin off [Rock] You fuckin cornballs, we comin from another angle completely My theory is, can't none of y'all faggot niggaz beat me Get snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad, it's his fault He shoulda warned you bout the Perfect Jab Motherfuckers! Word up nigga, we'll knock you straight the fuck out All y'all niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like y'all want it Y'all gonna get it nigga, word up Hah, this is the Perfect Jab Fuck with this boy you better curse your dad Hah, this is the Perfect Jab Step to this boy you better curse your dad Don't be fuckin with this here, Perfect Jab You better curse your dad Worst luck you ever had Times that times four, Triple that like R's And we form a Square and whoop your monkey-ass from here to there Word is Bon Jovi, heh We will fuck you up, word up M.F.C. (for life!!) FOR LIFE!! * various talk fades into skit *

Depths Of Hell

ICE-T "Home Invasion"
(feat. Daddy Nitro) [Daddy Nitro] Now hear dis! All bad man what dey a know The original bad man dey a know, seen Daddy Nitro, an' Ice-T dey 'pon man Come talk wit reality An' any guy who nah like dey got shot in face No Ice-T, come talk wit reality star Tell dem bout da endin of da world today.. COME! [Ice-T] I got a attitude as thick as a convict's Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up What's up What's up You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen so much blood pour through one vein You try to scream, you choke You try to run, your legs are broke You're bulletproof I hope.. Yo, I ain't no nigga to flex, but I will flip Fuck up a nigga and dropkick his fuckin bitch I love to squabble and I'm good widdit So if you want some nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault I sell I pull my ass up from the depths of hell [Daddy Nitro] Lawd! Jib-bibbidy-bong, jib-bibbidy-be-bong-ska-dang Daddy Nitro an' Ice-T come wid a different some-thang Comin out de ghetto tings are wild like pure 'ell Nuff man get in my firebomb sale Some a sell coke but the music we a sell We no inna doubt, we don't want no ambulance bell While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele Ice-T an' Nitro from the, depths of 'ell, COME! [Ice-T] You punks are jealous cause I'm rollin in fly shit My shit, all paid for and I don't owe no guy shit Fuck you, it ain't my fault your ass is on empty Thought you was it, but you're smooth gettin pimped G.. .. I ain't no hoe fool Got much respect for the new and the old school But many rappers can rip mics but can't count.. .. zero bank amounts Word and many critics are hot cause hard rap hits They like to make it all soft that we pop shit Fuck that, I'll die before I let the hardcore go Cause I'm a nigga from the G-H-E-T-T-O I got a posse who's airtight, quick to fight And got the power to continue or end the night And if you stepped on wrong, then you're a done kid The yellow tape's in the club because one did I got no pity so don't ask me for fuckin any I'll break a bum off but you niggaz can't get a penny When I was broke, I stole my gold, I pawned I lived the life of a hustler off and on I'm just a brother that lived to tell I brought my ass up from the depths of hell [Daddy Nitro] Come! In a de ghetto tings are wild round de clock Some man a smoke crack and soem man a fire shot Me tell de people dem laws, that we no inna dat If a guy try dat thing we get them sixteen shotta It's a lovely night off de chatta Easy Ice-T make them no say you a mark-a Anyway we go on I bet a no say we stop wit lyrics and de music and right on de EASE UP and come again my selector All over de world is only for pain an' sufferin That's why Ice-T and Daddy Nitro come wit the reality thing Nice this everytime star Man like Ice-T 'pon the man Come in star, one last time and teach dem bout reality Now watch dis, COME! [Ice-T] I met this girl who act like I owed her somethin Nothin, all I owed her was some good steady fuckin Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back.. .. I ain't no fuckin mark Made all my money workin bowcutters in the dark Snatch bars and cars and vice grips Long handled sledgehammers, saws and wire snips I got an ill side that drips from my brain at times It still thinks of the psycho and brutal crimes I still remember when I had a low cash flow No hoes, no cars, no gear no dough And times got wicked.. .. I even remember havin to sell all my pawn tickets But suckers spread out and they left me with few friends But that's who wit me as we fuck up the true ends So don't be trippin if your luck's gone bad, be glad It'll empty out the fake fuckin friends you had Then get yourself together, nigga aim straight Shoot point blank at your goals, work hard and wait You can do it even if you fell I brought my ass back from the depths of hell [Daddy Nitro] Cause we are serious, en-ter-tain-ers Talk about de Ice-T, he no joker Cause we are serious, en-ter-tain-ers Talk about de Daddy Nitro me no joker Me come and pull up my lyrics and full up my style and full up our lingual As me sit upon de riddim I'ma sit on proper As me flow upon de riddim like a rockin of de gong Me sit upon de riddim like a true Man no listen Daddy Nitro like a fierce Me flow upon de mic from a area Pam pamma, original chat masta Me pam pamma, original chat masta Me pam pamma, me come fi set fi dance pon fiyah An' if it's on, well you must fi chant up hiyah Me say dis a Daddy Nitro steppin Come down, no try to diss and no dismiss de kid As me sit upon de riddim wit de man Ice-T All of de massive up here listen to me Respect me come from inner New York Ci-ty Die gon test me, man go dead and buried, COME! Ease up man, FIYAH Wicked every time.. woy! Woy! Woy! Woy!

Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

Dr Dre "The Chronic"
(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg, RBX) [Intro: guy talking] You really don't understand do you Hey man, don't you know In order for us to make this thing work We gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and then start All over agian clean NIGGAZ you crazy! [RBX] Once again The mighty Death Row organization commitin' mass murder And we ain't askin for shit, nigga we takin' It, so Dre, BLAST they ass nigga [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night with my gat On the streets of LA Wonderin' where the pussy at Staright for ya, looking for a hoe Hangin' out, rollin in my '64 16 swicthes for the niggaz in my hood 17 shells so I make it understood Stay back, lay back, way back in the cut Ya come outside nigga ya gettin' fucked up But I told ya, Creep, Creep ya best move Like Luthor Vadros, fuckn' up the west coast I'm right back up in ya when ya nut 1-2-3 nut, from the D-R-E but This is for the hoes that I used to know When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of doe I keep ya this and like that And I... [Chorus:] [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Interlude: some guys talkin'] Ohh wait, that's that nigga that owe ya that grip Ya,there that fool is Break him off proper then What's up, what's happinin' I'm the man, what's up Nigga you delinquent, can I get those in Nigga, pay this nigga here (I ain't got yo money) Well, yo, check this out, nigga What's up *slaps around some guy that owes them money* What's up What's up Ya motherfucker (I'll be back though, I'll be back) Ya, you ain't never comin' back, fool [Chorus:] [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Yeah nigga [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr.Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Creepin and peepin' and I can get with these The chronic, slangin' fat keys from my block And it don't stop Tell me where ya wanna go To the strip Or take a trip bawlin' with the row My shit off in ya system Indo smoke in ya lungs, like that And you can lift it, on, and a fist a bomb Takin' away like hell at Veitnam California, back in and on a mission, makin a point Ain't no fuckin' competition they wish they was a runnin' up in reality C-P-T, CAL my locality It's strage how I re-arange and change the buisness By droppin' shit like this Dope, ya can't cope with the real I peal, in the penatentaries, and when I kill it goes... [Chorus:] [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I... [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [both] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Dr. Dre] Rat-tat-tat-tat like that, and I.. [Snoop] Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Straight up, now you niggaz know where my homey's comin' from so quit the chit-chat, before ya find yourself flat on your biz-out, fool it's 9-deuce, Dr. Drizzay, is sittin on Tizzart! It don't stop treartin' buster's like a punk ass kizzart! BEEEYYACHH!

Maria

WU-TANG CLAN "Wu-Tang Forever"
[*glasses/jewelry tinkling*] You my Daddy whore [2X] [*laughing*] [Cappa] Whoever she gonna do anyway But bust it, bust it though baby, bust it Who else, who else is gonna... [Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard] This is dedicated to all you bitches Knew this bitch named Traj, she had a hella fine ass Candy-ass, blew my hole in the past Niggarette gave me gonorrhea Pussy dick to the tippy toe like ballerina Boy you shoulda seen her She had a babyface creamer Purinas Called up talkin Tina I put my dick in a broom She blew my head like a balloon I had her walkin on the moon [Verse Two: Cappadonna] Yo, I seen you at the five and dime wastin your time Oh you shine, I'm lookin at your ass from behind You walked by smellin like watermelon You might make me a felon, my eyeballs swellin My nuts start yellin, excuse my prick Wanna have a talk with you, I'm sick My medicine is can I walk with you, fantasy After that we can cheat, laid on the bed Handcuffed with hard meat, long stroke smackin Smack it then broke, nothin can't stop my continous poke, compound Porno flick music, Daddy came with it when I wrote it [Verse Three: Ol Dirty Bastard] Dirt Dog be bouncin on bitches like fog I pollute the air up like smog, bitch I'm up my jacuzzi, peepin this smoothie My bitch is a floozy, Dirt Dog ain't choosy Pussy move me, pretty black dick up in the booty I like it muddy or swampy By now you find your ass up shitty creeky Don't got no fuckin room me and my momma and my TV Blackberry squeeze Bitch who a tease, titties small, I got used to the squeaks Fuck that shit, I'm through with this bitch Old hen please can't get a bank of these welfare cheese, now to blow fifty G's overseas, I'm doin the breeze, in my 850 [Verse Four: RZA] Suicidal, she been in more hotels than bibles Idle worshippin bitch wasn't the type to make bridle Sprung, on how the bitch maneuvered her tongue >From the top of his dick, to the bottom of his ass split I told the God to jet quick this wicked bitch was a harlot but had him trapped up inside the Charlotte Web She wasn't choosy fucked for movie and a loose leaf cigarette, pussy stay wet and juicy like lemons Big ass in tight denim Had the most faithful niggaz sinnin against their women and enjoyed, to watch relationships get destroyed This unemployed welfare bitch was non-void and shameless, her attitude was blameless Even though she had a hundred dicks on her namelist Her obsession, caused niggaz to get, the ass cheek injection The bitched lied, said she had urinary tract infection I tried to warn em, and bomb em, but she conned em Wanted niggaz to fuck her raw dog without no condom [*woman moans*] oooooh, ahahhh, ohh [Wu-Tang movie samples] You people are all trying to acheive the impossible That's exactly what we've done But you'll fail, and you'll all die If we die, the next generation will fight them too And the one after them, for as long as they must And eventually we shall succeed

Symba

JADEN SMITH "Cool Tape Vol. 2"
I got the fam Um, I got the tunes Uh, we got the crystals We got the candles Were sitting in a circle, were sitting in a circle Circles and squares, circles and squares Erkels and bears, lets go lets go I'm apprehensive, I don't pay attention Ahem, Let's go Let the champagne come just for the look of it Looking for my Misfits they probably playing hooky That's the freakin' cult if you ain't with it you probably should be We reppin' all black like the night you tried to shook me Don't try to push me I'm not too friendly when my stomachs empty Battle MC's if they kill me, fans will re-invent me Diety's to send me stop the cult you see it's empty Just like the gold that we supposedly had Heard it was sold to Johnny Depp, then it was sold to my dad Now it's gone, wait what happened bro? We sold out its fast I got the brains on my shoulders I'm the oldest in class (You have ADD) Well I can focus at last I like to thank my Mom and Dad for that trip to the doctor Now he said I had ADD and now its just awkward Jaden the awkward what you hear on the stereo That's what you see when you come to my burial Bring the chorus, bring the chorus It's the chorus in your pores that's for sure close the doors Close the doors, the kids are gonna think of a divorce Get the porshe keys baby while I button up my shorts Teo playing different chords like our life was just a score What's the score? Between the male and the feminine I say it and it's genuine You can't polish this, that's just common sense That's what common said Take my fathers Benz, go retarded zen step and start a trend Stop and start again, cops are barging in Cops forgot my friends, lot's of dolphins swim Serious A serious B it's just Siri and me You serious G? Kids fearing where them pyramids be Well under the sphinx they got buckets and sinks And tree bark that I like to cut when it stinks Yo Tut what's up with my minks? Fountain of youth got a cup full of pink Look around like "yo what's up with my drink?" I'm having trouble with sleep, 2012 yo what's up with these dreams? They only stopping when I wake up to pee And if you wake up to see, the T.V. is full of chaos and chaos The radio no they don't never play us play us, you know it You got the lights with you? Having trouble when I come around You bring some ice with you? I keep it subtle but I run the town Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the men in black Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the men in black Uh-oh uh-oh we, we the men in black Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the, we the men in black What's up?

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit

Snoop Doggy Dog
From Murder Was The Case soundtrack (Lil' Style) Nine in the mornin, feds at my door (my door) Lou Cortez creakin cross the hardwood floor (right) Dippin thru the alley I made my escape Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape Man with no music but happy he's free Bailin fast as I can bail down 19th Street I got my sacks in my pocket and at least a grand Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC Remotely controlled by the bomb-ity But just livin in big city is a serious task Didn't know what the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask (Snoop Doggy Dogg) We're comin with that G shit, that C shit that makin niggas sick How does it feel to see a G from your clique? Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?) Last night's dice game got my win on About a G and a half is what I come with but twenty five G's is what I left with *?Teatley?* was the word I heard I went deep in my pockets and threw my stars on the cone Gimme the dice so I can break you niggas I threw a C (C-I-X) so my point was the biggie Seven-four-four-tre back to back I sent two fools back to their lizzack (Kurupt) See now I'm off to the graveyard shift and I gots ta pay my dues to make my grip But I chill cos my ho might call Ain't no thang cos I sleeps all day and slang when night fall And I takes a quick walk up the block with my Glock cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up shop on 59th and 8th Ave where all the homies be hangin That's where a nigga'll be slangin I'm makin a cool grip of shit, this ain't me so I put my chips together and cops a quarter ki And now the shops on deck and everything that's mines I protect with a Tek, I don't half step Now I got ends and I'm rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends But I could only trust a few and unawarely I trusted you But if only G (Snoop) It's Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin get-go Devoted and quotin, back in '84 I was thirteen, G was a year older but I still wadn't afraid to throw him from his shoulders Gettin good on the hood was the anticipation and yeah, King Park was the destination Every nigga that I knew was at the Park that night even the smokers that be levellin gettin sparked tonight (Lil' Style) Back on the streets, straight blue and grey cos I represent like every day Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the spot when I can tell you all the homies that done get shot From at least about five years ago when I was in junior high goin to Marshall The homey use to come up to the school and rock and leave and have the bitches flockin his jock Damn them was the days of the past but since the Pizzound formed we been whippin people's ass And everybody a blast and if you don't believe me nigga you can axe the homey Daz And that's your ass Fucked around and let Young Swoop take your cash (ha ha) He didn't even run, he walked away (bust) cos I let it sit that day I wished I was there I would've clowned but that's why we axed your bitch ass from the Pound Cos he wouldn't even squad back Man we can't fuck with no niggas like that He'll get us all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the emotion you was dropped the clique (yeah yeah) (Snoop) Some of these nigga are bitches too And some of these niggas look just like you So if you've ever been *?toetone?* go out and get your roll on you punk ass nigga, you'll get stole on (Dat Nigga Daz) It's 5:30 in the mornin, now I'm yizzawnin Now as I perceive to get G to a tee And before I bail to school you know I blaze up a sack Another day, another dollar for the gangsta mack Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection and let me dial slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch) Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot to mention Shoot five niggas, shoot ten Shoot the piece, slip to your fiends Seven, goddamn it, when it deal A '64 for the honeys, straight ho for the G Young Daz, little nigga you can't fuck with me (Snoop) Now I knew that them niggas couldn't get at you So what made them niggas try to spit at you Disrespect a gang that snitch on you Y'all punk ass niggas, man y'all some bitches too (Young Swoop) Who got some gangsta gangsta shit? (ha ha) Swoop G, I heard somebody's speakin up on you Cos when I drop mines there was no more nickels and dimes just quarters, ounces, half ounces and quota PC is the season and I don't smoke blunt It sees the indo with skunk, I might as well get drunk To smoke some stress, that shit'll put a hole in your chest I only want another twenty dollar, sure got me fucked up My hood is gettin hot and niggas is tryin ta plottin Come up off a young nigga, call his shots Swoop G ain't the one, I do its to be done (aah) Al-ways have my gun and my G from 2-1 It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though cos you don't really know about the you-know, I'm Cerritos, silly ho Swoop G by the fuckin L-B's-C None of these nigga wanna fuck with these (aah) Swoop G, Swoop G, G

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