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PETEY PABLO lyrics - Diary Of A Sinner: 1st Entry

Fool For Love

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Today we will be discussing... Love (I dont think you hear me though) Is there anyone.. (I don't think you hear me though) Is there anyone.. (I don't think you, I don't think you).. anyone...in love [Hook] I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you Knowin' the shit you do I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you All that shit you took a nigga through I told myself that everything would work out fine (I fucked 'round and hit it) fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time (I fucked 'round and hit it) and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love. and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a) a motherfuckin' fool for love. [Verse One] man, I was sure I had Ms. Perfect I was settling down through fuckin' round most the time I stayed at her house spent all my time, with her when we stayed in the town thought this shit right here was really bout to work out quickly found out, that wasn't her intentions shorty phone used to ring e're five seconds ain't pay attention she would always take her calls in the kitchen go to the sink, runnin' water like she washin' dishes ain't tryin' a listen I know how them shorties is always in somebody business gossipin', shootin' bullshit with her girlfriend one day feelin like a joker told her I wasn't comin over Jive got me on the last flight out to Arizona, what I told her went over unexpected rung the bell (ding dong!) Domino's (just a second!) opened the door with the robe on she only put on, when she naked as the day she was born I'm just standin' there with crossed arms then her baby car came out lookin' at me like ('Nigga wha's wrong!') Wha's wrong! [Hook] I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you Knowin' the shit you do I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you All that shit you took a nigga through I told myself that everything would work out fine (I fucked 'round and hit it) fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time (I fucked 'round and hit it) and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love. and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a) a motherfuckin' fool for love. [Verse Two] if I aint just get outta prison, man listen, I'd a did him by Kentucky Fried Chicken, and the nigga, I aint' bullshittin' glad I had my man with me he fast, turned me around pulled me out the house to the car, nigga we out I'm madder than a muhfucker, heart tore up lookin for a clip to dry this off the side of (whoo!) man I caught him in the house wit' my girl damn cuz that shit was fucked up fuck her,.... just like the rest of 'em I'm a tell ya somethin', I can't front we been broke up for a couple of months and I done called her up we talked I aint mad as I was she ain't doin no mo' than I done ya know, just got caught wit her's hit me right here when she told me she still had my stuff (want me to bring it) can you stay when you come (uh huh) DAMN! [Hook] I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you Knowin' the shit you do I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you All that shit you took a nigga through I told myself that everything would work out fine (I fucked 'round and hit it) fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time (I fucked 'round and hit it) and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love. and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a) a motherfuckin' fool for love. [Verse Three] sheeeit, I ain't a sucker cuz shit, I can't help that I love her my baby got some good stuff I'm coo-coo for coco puffs time to break out the candles and old Marvin Gaye huh, let me straighten up aw, you know what hmmm, lemme call her back where I put her number at ain't it 757-23..yeah, 36 see if she want some fish I can fix it 'fore she get here man, I hope my boo ain't left yet aw, come on, come on know you on the other line an' shit (Hi Derek!) Derek!! what the.. (Pablo) BITCH!! [Hook] I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you Knowin' the shit you do I shoulda known better than to be out here fuckin' with you All that shit you took a nigga through I told myself that everything would work out fine (I fucked 'round and hit it) fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time (I fucked 'round and hit it) and got caught up in something that's worse than drugs I'm a motherfuckin' fool for love. and I'm just a (just a) just a (just a) a motherfuckin' fool for love. [x3, until fade]

For Survival

PASTOR TROY "We Ready, I Declare War"
This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family [Pastor Troy] Hangin up out the window, ready to blow I'm harassed by crackers, the stress of the Pastor -Look in my eyes- I'm in the rain sellin my shadow but it's gone still follow me, so I battle -Nah, you gone make it- Naw fuck that, cuz you lyin Look at how many made it, and look at how many tryin -So I guess you feel- No now I don't feel, never fell never will Ask Phil I kept it real yeah it's still blood spill -Who they kill- All my folks -How they die- Quickly, never really lived they life but they died particularly anyone who kept it real -Trap- And so many old friends, prayin for my profit Motherfucker talked to undercovers -So you sell drugs- No, I show love, don't nobody love me Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a G or two Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk [Chorus: repeat 4X] I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you I do what i wanna do, I do what I have to do And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you [Pastor Troy] When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart where the fuck I'm 'posed to go Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo' smoke I'm to' now, take mo to death will probably scare me Say I dont give a fuck no mo' my nigga I am ready God already prepared me for Hell so hell I'm straight Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight And I'ma be the only Pastor that'll be burnin No mistakes yeah you heard it, cuz it wasn't misworded because ain't nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you Behave you, or I'll be forced to grab my rifle And anything I do will be done in my survival [chorus]

Just One Of Your Kisses

Lil' Rob "Neighborhood Music"
{*phone rings*} [Lil Rob] Hello? No I'm still recordin Whats happenin Na I'm jus.. nah Wait a minute, wait a minute Let me say something to you [Verse 1] I know my life is kinda rough on you, kinda tough on you But this is what I do, is what I did when you left me too Why would anybody wanna put chains on me, I paided my dues to make it Kept it real wit you and never faked it everybody wants me to be, what they want me to be I won't be happy when I should be fuck that, that isn't me you can't see my visions You alter my decisions all my decisions keep me from makin millions Love makes you do foolish things sit alone by a phone a phone that never rings and when it rings its more like where the fuck you at? I'm tired of this shit and don't got time for that I'll call you back why even bother all you do is holler and shout and yell about something jus don't know what about It's kinda fucked up cause I'm suppose to make you my wife you love me but don't trust me don't want a part of this life its alright [Chorus - repeat 2X] I know your mad at me and done had it wit me I know it feels like forever, like you'll never be happy wit me jus when you think I don't, I understand hat jus one of your kisses will make me feel so grand [Verse 2] See I can only imagine how it feels to be in your shoes these other girls think your lucky these other girls have no clue what you go through, but you forgot that I respect you I'm away to the top and shit I won't forget you I've been doin these for thirteen years and how the fuck can I stop I feel like I'm stuck between a hard place in a rock You're at the pad you've been mopin a lot I'm hopin you're not, I'm at the pad smokin a lot dealin wit feelings so tell me how you feel about mine Shit I'm talking to you how you feelin about mine I know you love me but you hate me Breakup to makeup and I know it drives you crazy waitin for me to wakeup, and I don't know what you tell all your friends But there's two sides to every story before it all ends so if you decide to get up when push comes to shove I wish you love with no grudge cause I love you that much and that's love [Chorus] [Verse 3] I know your mad at me done had it wit me I know it feels like forever like you'll never be happy wit me jus when you think I don't, I understand jus one of your kissed will make me feel so grand And you know me so baby let things be cause imma be who I am, so baby let me be I'll give you the world if you jus let me make you the misses wit jus one of my kisses

God's Gift

J. COLE "Cole World: The Sideline Story"
Up up and away... Would you trust me... Would you love me... Then it must be... [Verse 1:] Worldwide stunner, oh man, I'm a Reign on the game, make it storm and thunder Grab an umbrella bitch, and go stand under And bundle up, it's gonna be a cold ass summer You niggas so last summer Onto the new, on onto the new shit Jigga wouldn't even take my CD when he seen me Two years later bitch we made it on, onto the Blueprint Now how's that for persistence Cole World comin', call back up assistance Same broads, used to hang up on my walls Now they come up out their drawers, how's that for a mistress Hell bent, heaven sent, Lord I repent if I ever sinned Now I know I ain't the richest, but I still wanna ball Put money over bitches but we still under god [Hook:] Did you miss me? No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me? Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me? If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me? Then it must be a match made in heaven God's Gift God's Gift God's Gift Motherfucker this is God's gift [Verse 2:] Pussy my passion Man I just can't help it I see a cookie, I grab one Lookin' for some nookie, I'm tryna scoop me a bad one Every verse I spit it just like it could be my last one Ever since I got on I've been on a mission to fuck the bitches I missed out on Ex-cheerleader hollerin' what's up Now her nigga beat her, now that's fucked up What type of little fuck boy hitter Woman baby wouldn't put his hands on a nigga I ain't bitter boy that's all you Plus I just fucked her 'fore she called you Dry your eyes baby, I'll drive you home Older hoes sayin', my how you've grown I came up, fucked the game up Show my momma I'll survive on my own [Hook:] Did you miss me? No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me? Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me? If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me? Then it must be a match made in heaven God's Gift God's Gift God's Gift Motherfucker this is God's gift

Homeboyz

2PAC "Still I Rise"
[2Pac] Oh shit, caught that nigga alone Ain't that a bitch Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh for them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin fifty deep But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves You know who I'm talkin about (You know who I'm talkin about) that's right You ain't shit without your homeboys You ain't shit without your homeboys You ain't shit without your homeboys Now Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep out on the streets you don't hear a peep Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin in the casket How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc They all duckin when my gun smoke cause you ain't shit without your homeboys You probably run at the sound of funk I give a fuck, you niggaz is punks Without your homeboys, you be the first to reach in your trunk You scary niggaz is punks, you ain't shit without your homeboys Nigga, punk ass motherfucker You ain't shit without your homeboys Throw your hands up you little trick, coward motherfucker [Young Noble] Like Yak said, how the fuck you gonna shoot me rocks When you got the Outlaw 'Pac shittin ya box You was lookin real weak walkin down the street Now a nigga thirty deep, oh you wanna beef Talk cheap, shoot a nigga the fair one Your homies like fuck it, what's this you the only scared one (faggot ass) Damn son, close call I bet Now down around the way you gets no respect They like that Outlaw nigga played you out We could have took it to the firfth I would I have laid you out Niggaz be actin all different when they dogs come around Watch em act like bitches when Outlawz draw down They all clown, better yet they all stunned You the type to have a gun and never blazed it once Get y'all banana split, you ain't Emmanuel Outlawz you'll never forget Makaveli the Don get a call y'all Turnin these streets into Vietnam Where your homeboys, homeboy [2Pac] You ain't shit without your homeboys My thug niggaz, I love niggaz From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers My homeboys, the only thing a nigga got left I love my niggaz to death, we ain't shit without our homeboys .. You know what time it is I ain't shit without my homeboys Hey, tell em the story how you came up nigga Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone Now I'm an Outlaw nigga, I never die alone Me and my niggaz is so close, it's complicated One nigga smokin and drinkin, and yet we all faded My nigga Edi had a son we all happy Cause now that little ridah got to deal with eight daddies My niggaz cry, we all cry, and all ride To rectify the problem, motherfuckers they all die Been tryin to make a million, by hustlin since my adolescense From crack dealin to rap villian, my new profession Who wanna see me at eight deep, fuck 3D You coward ass motherfuckers'll never see me Bustin with automatic straps, my raw raps like good crack Niggaz fiendin, I got em comin back Until I die, they label me as a ridah Forever, my niggaz be together Ain't shit without your homeboys Thug niggaz I love niggaz From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers Without your homeboys, the only thing a nigga got left I love my niggaz to death We ain't shit without our homeboys (without our homeboys) Love my niggaz to death We ain't shit without our homeboys Love you niggaz to death

Retaliation

ICE-T "The Seventh Deadly Sin"
[Intro: Ice-T] Every year the same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn the other fuckin' cheek Gotta get back for your dead niggas Yeah I'm caught up to [Ice-T] Sometimes I sit and wonder how many motherfuckers gonna die this summer Gunshots from the hummer Now the sawed-off riot pumps lead across your beds They said: 'Mama, less you wouldn't strike back' mack ten, eleven, twelve, hit us and then puts us to hell They started it, there's no way to mend it, we'll end it My crew'll hit the matresses, G.O.D. Father style - all prepared to get buckwild Half my niggas ball, other half ain't got it all They stay up at nights waitin' on a combat call Drinkin' hard liquor, smokin' mad loop and shit So high, sometimes I even gotta load they clips I ain't mad at them though, they dumps the ammo in you, suspend you in here, hell yeah It's the time that the real niggas live for retaliation Move on 'em, show, improve on 'em All you punk bitches just stand back and watch Me, I'm oilin' up the Heckler & Gotch I gots no love, for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him, put my hand on his chest Hole like an apple in the side of his neck His eyes glanced up, his body jerked once more There's nothin' else to do but to go to war Slide the hollow-tips in the chrome four-four Roll down the windows, hang the heat out the door Catch all the fuckin' bodies that I can tonight Double-back on your bitch crew, broad daylight [Chorus: Ice-T] There's no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak Tell me what would you do if they killed your best friend Could you keep your cool, would the wounds mend If I said 'peace', I'll be a motherfuckin' liar ('I'm lettin' off until my arms tired' - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation [Ice-T] Been packin' straps so long I gots some permanent bruise in my leg Better that than dead Now it's time to show you what I'm trained for in this Rally up the wolfpack-attack relentless Make ya understand it was the wrong crew ya fuck with Now it's on bitches, guys are darker than shit You musta not a known when you fuckin' hit that day Or maybe you di, you're dyin' anyway And not just you, some of your family To tell you the truth any fuckin' body we see You might just wanna turn yourself into me To save your hood pain of my crews' treachery You fucked up, we know who you are, where ya live We got your place ran up to a cop on the tick We'll hit your block so hard, you'll swear it was an earthquake Squeeze off the fully-auto, make your whole crib shake I know you're breathin' hard, livin' on your last day Or maybe, you're laughin', thinkin' that you got away I don't give a fuck, I won't sleep Till one of us lays me and my nigga That's the fear of these triggers If ya smart, ya probably make a break out of state We'll just snatch your kid, grab your fuckin' bitch and wait I'll catch ya down South, lay your ass out straight There's no where to run, it's time to meet your make You got one chance, arm your whole damn crew I couldn't stop my fuckin' niggas if I wanted to [Chorus: Ice-T] There's no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak Tell me what would you do if they killed your best friend Could you keep your cool, would the wounds mend If I said 'peace', I'll be a motherfuckin' liar ('I'm lettin' off until my arms tired' - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation ('Lettin' off until my arms tired' - [cut and scratched])

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