THE LOX lyrics - Money, Power & Respect

Not To Be Fucked With

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(Stylez) Another small town cat with a million dollar fetish Learned my first lesson in jail from a peasant Always seem pleasant Happy to be present Said he past due, shouldn't have been in the essence Streets is like your girl, treat it like your wife You can flirt around with drugs, but don't hit the pipe You can mess around with guns but death ain't right Hold your breath, next step, cause life ain't right If you with the wrong cats then your cyph ain't tight Stylez hit the darkside, show them the light Life ended to the ice that freezes m.c.'s Friend of the flame, burn 'em in one game Tell oxygen he ain't hoppin in He a little time nigga, I ain't thinking of stoppin him Catch up first, you stretch up worse than them Been experts and done less work than them With no album, we net worth more than them These cats didn't think that the Lox could do it Got a hundred different styles that will guide you through it I'm the ghost of this shit, I provide you fluid Never crack sidewalks or ride the sewers You got some fly shit, but my shit Is like the whole city fallin out the sky bitch Loud tracks I'm the quiet loud ass Quick to set it off on your fucking foul ass Make six digits eight and cop a palace Make every rapper sick and call me malace Y'all niggas never know what the Stylez have Some shit in the stash that would crack a cow's back In a hundred pieces in they ass, and how's that? Never answer back, I'm the cancer on the track Just think, I could blink, and make the Pink Panther black Chorus x2 (Jadakiss) Who's not to be fucked with? (Stylez) That's me (Jadakiss) Who's to be fucked with? (Stylez) That's them Why don't you watch my back while I go ask them? (Jadakiss) And if they want beef later on I splash them (Stylez) And if they want to flow, right now I thrash them Should I give it to them new style or old fashion (Stylez) Do I have to break down the walls Stay off the floor I'm the general dog, I start the war Make every m.c. never spit again When I leave 'em empty No guts, no chest, no brain, no game Stylez go broke, I'm a rob the folk train I feel no pain Steal cocain Fuck black thugs that run through whole gangs Anytime that I want it nigga, better listen Blunt is the magic wand, I'm the magician Stylez is the virus, ain't no physician With an anecdote that can stop my colission Before you start asking, I'm a start splashing When I come through, it's like ten planes crashing Twenty ships, full of thugs, all of them is bastards Mashed up, looking through binocs, about to crash in What's the next issue? Sheek did official Called Spielberg, cops get tissue So you can rock in the sky when feds come and get you Next question is where nasa at? We need a hundred g's, can fly, when traffic bad When we down on the craps We plasmic gats Tellin you now you can't fuck with dinero Got a lot of space when it seem real narrow Sagitarrius style, spittin out arrows Hundred at a time, killin a hundred heroes Chorus x2

Cobra Status

ANDRE NICKATINA "Raven In My Eyes"
[Verse One] My drug/rap competitors, they come in flocks I can't sleep 'cause when I do I think the game gon' stop So I'm awake like an owl at a quarter to three I hit your window with a nickel, "What's up baby, it's me" Where I'm from we hate cops like we were bred to do it Believe in Nike signs and gettin' high, so bitch just do it Right or wrong over right, we'll disobey Smokin' weed, plottin' greed, listenin' to Sade Man I hustle all day, eatin' cat fish and (?) Battle everything from gat clappers to rappers Try'na have paper from the bottom to the tip Two words I can't resist; Motherfucker or Bitch I lost a few nickels but I never drop dimes Huh, Pisces is the rap sign Cobra Status! Swimmin' like the man from Atlantis A hold like Houdini, but like Houdini I will vanish Baby was nineteen with a big ol' ass Shit, damn near gave a nigga whiplash Don't ask me for money because I'm not gonna share it Smokin' weed from Bob Marley because he ...(?) the sheriff You best hope this wax don't cut you Hope one time don't bust you This style will finger fuck you And patna I just can't trust you Cobra Status! [Verse Two] Recognize game when it's on yo' mind You and that bitch playin' Andre rhymes (?) situations like an SP-12 Go to hell, I made bail, Nigga fresh outta jail With the look of the replican, shit gets deep Already blunted up, and man I'm bumpin' the beat Real pimp shit all in your bra Thought it was me, but it's my little cousin Bobby Shaw Cobra Status! Nigga I'm the lost pimp of Gladis Colder than a (?) heart, that's shaked like a habit Nigga I'm a hawk, you a forest bunny rabbit My crew stay true but we can also get savage Cobra Status! [Verse Three] Bitch don't call me unless the party is packed And gangsta shit is bumpin' on every track Nigga them dice ain't got no love Shakin' like a nigga scared behind his gun Cause see, I tick like time and man I time like tick Man niggas don't forgive and we sure don't forget It's the receiva, the six feet and ova, ...(?) ice creama Rollin' cheeba in a beama With a poetic passion, in a functional fashion A full tank of gas, and man I'm mashin' Speed like a Z-28 tinted crow Look if you want, your reflection will show Cobra Status

Say Word

FAT JOE "Jealous One's Envy"
[Fat Joe] Yeah, don't get it fucked up This shit is realer than you think Goin out to all them niggaz gettin cream Drivin them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus All up in the clubs, buyin out the bars and shit Uhh, money man in the house Yeah, uhh.. Sparks are flashin from oowops blastin A face gets bashed in for street crews clashin Forever be forever great It's the same shit tomorrow, eulogies of sorrow Nonstop dramas, chumps think they hard smokin It's all for steel my son, light as a tongue The connections I got, I can lamp while you get done Remember that, I dismember cats that act A plain and simple fact is I react on impact I'm plenty versatile, wild Have you screamin like your head short a few vials No more slabs and dollar cabs Strictly Lexus Coupes with my troops feel the Alpine blast Extra dark tints, for sticky events Suspense makes the lead dispense A baby oil massage when I'm feelin intense Fly mami's with ki's taped to their bo-ties Transportin through a airport securities In cahoots with the San Juan authorities Hated by majorities, loved by minorities Uhh, the top dog, Hazardous to your health like smog Chorus: Fat Joe (repeat 2X) (Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard Shit is realer than you think, you niggaz must be slow (Say word) Word! You best to act like you know It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe [Fat Joe] Business chatter's over shrimp and lobster platters at Jimmy's Cafe, a glass of Peirier Chick go for celly book a room at the Holiday Inn, so I can get her and a friend Menage a trois livin the life of a star Overweight overpaid, pockets bustin out the seams While you suckers havin limousine dreams I got you all sized up, niggaz wise up A Fat Beat truck'll be pickin all you guys up Word to mother, shit is realer than you think Hit my lady with diamond rings, gold links and minks A nickel-plated trey-deuce, pearl handle is pink So there's no muggin, all you niggaz must be buggin The mac in the trunk's what I'm luggin (Say word) GEYEAH, save it for the hook Terror Squad's everywhere you look Niggaz is vexed from all the hoes I took From Trinity Ave all the ways down the Brook Chorus 1.5X [Fat Joe] Yeah, goin out to my nigga Big Frank 1-7-0 Joe Notorious One, yeah Uncle Dan got my back Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doin your time Swear to God when you come home you'll be on nigga Word is bond, Tony Montana, rest in peace

Only You

Gangsta Boo "Enquiring Minds"
1 - [Boo] For only you nigga, I would cherish all of these times [Rock] For only you, I'd live a fuckin' world of crime [Boo] For only you, give me feelings that I can't understand [Rock] For only you, be the one to help me murda yo' man Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] I love you nigga, listen to me, tell me what you need I got yo' back front, baby, do what you please But you hurt me, boy, you just drivin' me crazy Thinkin' of the day we met in yo' 600 Mercedes Havin' suicidal thoughts Oops, I love you too much You just don't know what you be doin' when I'm feelin' yo' touch Get to schemin, play a role, like I'm in a soap opera Findin' bitches number in yo' wallet, and how I'mma stop it (What should I do?) Go bother the niggas that is down wit yo' crew From me to you, this Gangsta Boo, and I'm just tellin' the truth You hurt me bad, feelin' strange, wit revenge on my mind Call my baby from the 8 and say it's been a long time How are ya doin'? (Doin' great) I got problems on mind This nigga told me that he love me, but I guess he's a liar Somebody, bye bitch nigga, I'mma get yo' ass back You played up on a real bitch, now it's time fo' yo' nap Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [T. Rock] This is givin' me asistance in committin' adultery in the late night Makin' love 'til ya had me where I couldn't concentrate right Hypnotizin' my thought process wit love, ? venom Prepared to kill for you, I fold, make sure pistol that pin 'em Though you be wit it, this affair is too good to be true It must be blessed Besides, yo' man is too posessive over-protective You want him deceased, I'll be da trigga man on the piece After it's over, you I can have an intimate feast Let me know the time location plus how to do it You told me 12 at yo' house, sliced least dilluted So I'm creepin' to the doorstep of your 30 million mansion It's time fo' havoc, ???, he'll be evicted on the fuckin' minute You been takin' shovin' orders He bust you're a torch Sliced him to death, threw his carcus over the river water Now it's Paco Miss Lady, modern day Clyde Bonnie Livin' off your husbands real money, for greediness ??? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] I tried to be good, I didn't want to set him up for this But mama sold jewelry, what you sold you bitch I'm cookin', makin' him feel good after it's all planned I'm havin' second thoughts but now I got me a new man (His last meal) Like his ass locked up hell tight I sexed him down once he ate his food, this was like right After the clock struck 9, 12 on midnight, he finished Cuz my baby Paco wanna blow his brains on the ceiling Hope his folks don't be mad Fuck it! I just might flee Because he left a lot of money in the S-A-F-E Too good to be true Gangsta Boo love somebody But you nobody until yo' ass kill somebody I'm thinkin' quick, my hands are wet, maybe it's from my sweat 11:45 is here, I guess the stash it 'tected So blood baths can begin cuz I'm in it to win Not to be hurt in the end I'm a deadly friend

The Change

Capone-N-Noreaga/Noreaga/N.O.R.E. "N.O.R.E."
My life is like a movie, aiyyo da bad guy lose good guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be live when he not really I smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay illy I got two seeds, had 'em both in the same month ya plan it like that but things occur, baby moms hatin' me I ain't hatin' her, yo, you know what? Most of the time that's way the go, one minute you high, the next you low Not a soul love, they just love the doe Sometimes I think if a nigga wasn't Nore, what could I have bumped that bitch like I did and would I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty years don't understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscript I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal niggas fuck that cat's some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival thug don't come thru so I don't show love, that' how they view me hatin' me, tryin' to screw me, and your bitches only catch me in jacuzzi's at some other shows, politickin' with my other pro's Kickin' back, what? Callin' up some other hoe Hook: In a minute, I won't claim no set Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit In a minute, I won't claim no set Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit Verse 2: Noreaga For my thug niggas, just livin' they life drivin' expansive cars, always got one wife where they could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work that Most of y'all hoes know y'all not worth that And ya know me, type a nigga play no D I'm feelin' like my man Hollywood Green chronic make me feel good Total Recall the hood remember when niggas just stood where they should Now these niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they fuckin' face Screamin' how the real when they the snakes Yo, this Titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit 48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like Bogota While ya imbosiles still really think y'all real Just because ya bust a gat don't mean you keepin' it real Yo, I'm ill wit' the heat, and I'm ill wit' the pill On the street, or on the mic, dick what you like? While y'all jealous niggas hatin' me just on spite I'm like Digital Underground, do what you like My Cartier's glow like laser's, Fantasia's At every show what, got y'all hoe's pushin' up Daisy's N.O.R.E. the way I plan this shit, yeah like Mase said Phonin' young bitches 'n shit Hook ¡¡

The Change

NOREAGA "N.O.R.E."
Verse 1: Noreaga My life is like a movie, aiyyo da bad guy lose good guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be live when he not really I smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay illy I got two seeds, had 'em both in the same month ya plan it like that but things occur, baby moms hatin' me I ain't hatin' her, yo, you know what Most of the time that's way the go, one minute you high, the next you low Not a soul love, they just love the doe Sometimes I think if a nigga wasn't Nore, what could I have bumped that bitch like I did and would I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty years don't understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscript I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal niggas fuck that cat's some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival thug don't come thru so I don't show love, that' how they view me hatin' me, tryin' to screw me, and your bitches only catch me in jacuzzi's at some other shows, politickin' with my other pro's Kickin' back, what Callin' up some other hoe Hook: In a minute, I won't claim no set Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit In a minute, I won't claim no set Yo, you can't find me, gotta hit me on the Internet W-W-dot-Nore, if not call me I used to dream of, gettin' out of this rough shit Now it seems I'm trapped inside of thug shit Verse 2: Noreaga For my thug niggas, just livin' they life drivin' expansive cars, always got one wife where they could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work that Most of y'all hoes know y'all not worth that And ya know me, type a nigga play no D I'm feelin' like my man Hollywood Green chronic make me feel good Total Recall the hood remember when niggas just stood where they should Now these niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they fuckin' face Screamin' how the real when they the snakes Yo, this Titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit 48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like Bogota While ya imbosiles still really think y'all real Just because ya bust a gat don't mean you keepin' it real Yo, I'm ill wit' the heat, and I'm ill wit' the pill On the street, or on the mic, dick what you like While y'all jealous niggas hatin' me just on spite I'm like Digital Underground, do what you like My Cartier's glow like laser's, Fantasia's At every show what, got y'all hoe's pushin' up Daisy's N.O.R.E. the way I plan this shit, yeah like Mase said Phonin' young bitches 'n shit Hook

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