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COOLIO lyrics - My Soul


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[Featuring Montell Jordan] Intro: A homeboy is somebody that got your back Whether you right or wrong Somebody that excepts you for what you are Not what you got on what you can do for them If you lucky enough to have some then You know what I'm talkin bout Verse 1: Friends how many of us have them And not that many The chances of meeting someone these days you can trust is skinny But it seems there really ain't a damn thing you can do Cause since the seventies, it seems everybody been rolling with a crew A team, a gang, a posse, or some type-a click And if your firm ain't thick Then your squad becomes vixed Be extra careful or the ones you call your partna Cause what they really is, is a busta out to rob ya And, be weary of strangers bearing your God and gifts And a wolf in sheeps clothing Cause some of y'all ain't knowing Me and you go back like roaches in the projects And, we done been through things they still ain't even thought of yet A good homie is hard to come by But most times you get done by the ones you trust most So, I gotta raise a toast To my tried and tested, and straight up for real dose Pour yourself some exol, this ones here for you, loc Chorus: Coolio, Montell Jordan I don't fly on air, walk on water (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Uh, but, I'm damn sure your partner (Ooh-ooh-ooh) You can count on me to the end (Oh-yeah) Thick and thin, nigga You can call me homeboy (You can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter, then you got a dime (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) And, you can call me up no matter what the time (Ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, then I'll watch yours, nigga You can call me homeboy (Call me homeboy) Verse 2: Now I done met a lot of haters in my lifetime That I would of smoked if i would of had a Tek 9 But, here I stand as a man, and I'm free to say I'm hella glad that my momma didn't raise me that way And the homies I grew up with Locs I threw up with Is the kind of fools that you don't want to buck with Why does it seem that the good brothers die And the evil brothers live And prosper and multiply Pass the Hennessey to the left hand side Want some many dirt for the homies that expired I hope you rest in peace And, when it's time for my release I'll meet you at the crossroads dippin in the low-low But, until then I'ma keep my rolls slow My flow on tight, and stay rollin with the 4-0 This is comin from the one and only And like MC Shan said, I'll never leave you lonely Chorus: Coolio, Montell Jordan I don't fly on air, walk on water (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) But, I'm damn sure your partner (Ooh-ooh-ooh) You can count on me to the end (Oh-yeah) Thick and thin, nigga You can call me homeboy (You can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter then you got a dime (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) And, you can call me up no matter what the time (Ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, then I'll watch yours, nigga You can call me homeboy (Call me homeboy) Verse 3: Me and you is like family And everybody know that we go back to back And we go toe to toe Comin from the west Where the sets run thick Where brothers either bang or try to make a grip I cross my heart and hope to die I never lie I run out on mine Anywhere or anytime Me and my homies don't get involved with that he say, she say But, if you've lost you'll recieve a ass whippin with your instant replay Or, deckin like Tekken So, show some respect when respect is given to you And, watch out for the forty too Fake curve And fools who got the nerve To pretend that they was down When last month they wadn't even around West coast, East coast, and worldwide My homies in the pen, and my homies that lived and died I'm still the same little nappy head brother from the eastside And, you can call me homeboy Chorus: Coolio, Montell Jordan I don't fly on air or walk on water (Or walk on water, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) But, I'm damn sure your partner (Ooh-ooh-ooh) You can count on me to the end (Oh-yeah) Thick and thin, nigga You can call me homeboy (You can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter then you got a dime (If I got a quarter then you got a dime) And, you can call me up no matter what the time (Ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, then I'll watch yours (Watch my back, then I'll watch yours, yours) You can call me homeboy (Call me homeboy) I don't fly on air, walk on water (Iiii, don't walk on water, no) You can count on me till the end (Count on me till the end, oh-yeah) Thick and thin (Thick and thin) You can call me homeboy (Call me homeboy) If I got a quarter then you got a dime (If I got a quarter then you got a dime) And, you can call me up no matter what the time (Call me up no matter what the time) If you (If you) (Watch my back, I'll watch yours, yours) You can call me homeboy (Call me homeboy) (You can call me homeboy, boy, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (I got your back, ooh-ooh-ooh) (You can call me homeboy) (You can call me homeboy)

Can't Stop Me

JADAKISS "The Last Kiss"
[Verse 1:] Mhmm, yes, I does that. Stays hot, I ain't got to get my buzz back What everybody trying to be now; I was that They could never stop me; that's why I love rap Been living the life, praising ice. Bang the baddest chicks in the world, maybe twice The swag, the gear, the bread, all the whips is a year ahead I only fear the FEDs Forty-five on the other side of the peep hole Head shot from point blank; call it a free throw Funny, 'cause I had divisions since Calico Back then, I still ain't reached my peak, though Louie loafers, Pollo pea coat Call me whenever the bosses meet, yo I drove papi crazy, so the industries never gonna stop me, baby [Verse 2:] I'm gonna call it confidence, 'cause I ain't cocky I just know one thing: They can't stop me Whether I'm on "Ef" or LA, or they swap me; it's all good, because I know the gangsters got me First thing's first "they jar us" abruptly I treat the rap game like a large monopoly One on one they can't guard me properly But when they double team me the odds are sloppy I move like them eighty milligrams of oxy Send your sister back to your family knockneed Got too hot for the grams, and got weed In the rap bracket he remains the top seed Revolver holds six; quick to blow three Audio heroin, so you don't OD Shooters know you, but you don't know me The block is crazy, can't stop me, baby [Verse 3:] Once I start I ain't gonna stop the squeezing And the gauze ain't gon' be able to stop the bleeding And your girl ain't gon' be able to stop the weezing When she get that phone call from the doc; we even You could not stop me, so stop believing Ring tone rap, this is not the season I punch lines hard enough to stop your breathing And the ladies will still pay a lot to see him I'm gonna get rich long as I got my freedom And usually when you get hit it's for a reason If you in the hood, better dodge the Ds, and watch your Qs, and be on your Ps, and Thank you all for coming out this evening Having a good time with your liquor, and treason Even if they knock me, then continue to watch me They still wouldn't be able to stop me

Run Again

AER "The Reach"
Something makes me run from nothing Fucked up more than once and Cleanin’ off my slate before I run again You couldn’t call me a saint, you’ll have to call me a sinner Comitting bigger, than 21 saying “winner winner chicken dinner,” I can’t get civil, filled with evil, evil Travels in messages from owls and eagles No flowers so freedom, yeah I’ve done wrong, I’ve fucked up Can’t take it back but I gotta face it with my fucking hands up Her hate attack is tangable Gimme one good reason I shouldn’t walk on out that door And count that cash that could be caught without your walk upon my chest I’m not, here Not givin’ up some love is like a gun in my waistline Safety off, got nowhere to be so I make everything take time Everything remains fine, everyone runnin down their pre determined paths while I make my own, exploration around the world Flown, to another destination, another girl Never been that shiver down your little ass spine Always been that plane of kush and a glass from the best vine It’s 5 AM And she knows

Where's Sean?

P. DIDDY "The Saga Continues"
(feat. Big Azz Ko, Black Rob, Kain & others) [P. Diddy] Eh yo what's up playboy Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight Yeah, I got something I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew I'll see you there [Big Azz Ko] Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan Went to get the package, got there it was gone Hold on say word you got to be joking Don't worry about it dun I'm on the next thing smoking Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down nigga round up the team Im'll head over here just to map out the scene Ship them things in route to climb walls Infrared vision ear plugs and all Digital surveillance linked with laptops Express mail it to me can't [Bristal] I'm splurtin' for certain Bris-pro working Searchin' dippin' curvin' breakin' clean outta virgin From servin' here Rob certain I'm burnin' On my way from Mt. Vernon Swervin' a stretch bourbon Identity of this man I look persian Hey yo we gotta get him I wanna know where they came from Or who sent them First nigga to find them better bend'em Cuz I just spoke to Polly Fontaine Shit ain't a game, and Sean feel the same So y'all niggas betta get on point [P. Diddy] Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well let's see how Rob B-O handles this one Bad boys watch ya backs Watch ya backs bad boys [Black Rob] Yo, who the fuck is this pagin' me at eight fourty six I'm hoppin' outta shorty whip I'm by the tel, across exxon by the shell Sense of urgency on the cell We gon' pick you up, when ya flight land We in a tight jam Me and Diddy fam sorta like his right hand I touch down like two-thirty If i was on you, your hoe's and them cowards Im'll do dirty Still a commssion and we all equal All lethal Caught'em doin' dirt to the wrong people It's the family affair, I'm here With all of me Im'll deal with this one accordingly Got the locations sittin' in the console pacin' Get bagged murder be the case and And I'm tired in jail Even though through the riots I prevailed Enjoyin' my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed'em I'm here for the fam thats there when I need'em [Mark Curry] Yo, uh uh uh, hello It gotta be the same cats I can tell by they strange acts When they mumble to each other Like Milan they run for cover New cuz this bitch that I fucked with One thought I loved her Seas debate the storm pull him the the surface That's a purpose One of these faces, make'em nervous Catch'em when they out for hamburgers Turn they whole lunch into a murder In a way all the rounds gon' be heard of This shits big, the first thing to catch to where PD is I'm on it, act like they want it Im'll bring the heat Just let me know the place we plan to meet And I'm in it sure as your heart beat [Loon] Yo I ain't really tryin' to duck no strays So watch what the fuck you say It's ya mouth that started the shit Now you actin' all retarted and shit Dog I came to play my part and that's it We had a fullproof plan, all we need was the fam Ammunition, a van, two chicks and one extra man Two lincoln LS Sedans Fifteen hundred yards of saran And after the scam, we be out in Amsterdam Yo, call Sean in Milan Call Sean tell Sean we gone We'll meet him in Hong Kong With two chicks both they thongs on Mabe Ling and Kim Long Both of them dead wrong Two rich bitches the feds on [P. Diddy] Yeah, well it seems like brother Loon is out in Hong Kong He's found his self in a sticky icky icky situation But you know somethin' I have faith in the bad boys Bad boys bring it on home, bring it on home bad boys [Kain] Heh, I'm bout to do Santa Dimengo On a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for Puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a hotel called the pink flamingo Callin' up MC from a cuatro cinco The set up, tryin' on my way to uniform Room service bumpin' Kain on the newest song Holdin' gats knowin' everything I do is wrong 'Till I hi-jack the sky flyin' on a unicorn Downstairs with a bag of money and two clips Talkin' to Loons chicks wit' sombreros and toothpicks Sayin' they commit homicides for two bits And fuck for dough like I give two shits Wildfire call from Hong Kong Hello (Loon: Yo Kain I just spotted Sean Jean) Hold up, some information was missing I just got the same page from Bris He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips Somewhere in the Florida sticks It's a set up Tell the crew to keep their heads high I'm gonna flip if any one of my mens die We've been fucked somebody told us a bent-lie/Bentley (what) Let's get back to the spot in NY Seven glocks P-S-P-O pops Hit both the hot locks Let'em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we sent two teams to rush both spots Ha yeah! Suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door with our guns out [P. Diddy] Hey yo yo hold up stop the music man heh heh Y'all niggas is crazy I was only joking man I just wanted to see if my family was on point

Blueprint 2

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
[Jay-Z] Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won't hold my hand no more) Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won't give me no money) Get off Jay-Z dick What y'all niggas get front page articles, y'all mention Jay-Z name (This thing on) Jay-Z, Jay-Z, in Jay-Z news I understand what y'all trying to do I brought the flutes this time, though I unleashed the flutes on them, guru Gimme some more music in the headphone Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening Let's do this thing (let's do it right this time) C'mon H, O V A I got my mojo back baby, oh behave Naw, naw, don't be afraid Y'all and your articles, hard to spit at Jay Y'all from afar threw thoughts my way What you thought, I would naught have nothing to say Nope! Y'all fell into the booby trap I set the trap just to see dude react, and now And now you'se can't leave You opened the door god, I'm at you annually And I'm sorry Miss Rosie Perez I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is But you can't give cred to anything dude says Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head (Shortyyyy!) It's time to wake up the dead You sound a little naive in them articles that I read [Hook (x2)] H, O V A The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way H, O V A I got my mojo back baby, oh behave [Jay-Z] Can't y'all, see that he's fake, the rap version of TD jakes Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes Won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes And this is with whom you want to place your faith I put dollars on mine, ask Columbine When the Twin Towers dropped, I was the first in line Donating proceeds off every ticket sold When I was out on the road, that's how you judge Hov, no Ain't I supposed to be absorbed myself Every time there's a tragedy, I'm the first one to help They call me this misogynist, but they don't call me the dude To take his dollars to give gifts at the projects These dudes is all politics, depositing checks they put in they pocket, all you get in return is a lot of lip And y'all buy the shit, caught up in the hype Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don't mean that he bright Cause you don't understand him, it don't mean that he nice It just means you don't understand all the bullshit that he write Is it 'Oochie Wally Wally' or is it 'One Mic' Is it 'Black Girl Lost' or shorty owe you for ice I've been real all my life, they confuse it with conceit Since I will not lose, they try to help him cheat But I will not lose, for even in defeat There's a valuable lesson learned, so it evens it up for me When the grass is cut, the snakes will show I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though Saving me the hassle of speaking to half of these assholes And I'ma let karma catch up to Jaz-O, whoa I'm back before you had a chance to miss me My mama can't save you this time, niggas is history Who you know flow vicious as me Yet so religiously, that's why they call me Hov I get the spoils cause the victor is me (me, nigga) You're an actor, you're not who you're depicted to be The street dreamin, all y'all niggas living through me I gave you life when niggas was forgetting you emcee I'm a legend, you should take a picture with me You should be happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee I'm Big Dog, Glenn Rob, listen God you a flea And the little homey Jungle is a garden to me What's the problem B You not as hard as me Nigga hard as we, nigga R O C, nigga That's why they follow me, they feel my pain and my agony, nigga I won't rest till you on one knee You want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga Until you on one knee, you want war then it's war's gonna be, nigga [Hook (x2)]

Never Call U Bitch Again

2PAC "Better Dayz"
(feat. Tyrese) [2Pac] Whassup Boo Swear I'll never call you bitch again You ain't fuck with me, hehehe I swear I'll never call you bitch again (All I just wanna say is um, if I fuckin apologized) I swear I'll never call you bitch again (I ain't mean to call you a bitch) I'll never call you bitch again [Verse One: 2Pac] Damn - gave my homey 90 days for domestic violence I try to picture myself, in this position but remain silent I get to thinkin bout this shit, we been through We close like kin but you remain my friend to This life of sin, done got the both of us in trouble But you always stay down for a nigga, so that's why I love you Reminiscin needin tissues, fightin over childish issues Swear I can't live witchu but withouchu every day I miss you When we roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta bitch-ich You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin witchu Though not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free I see yesterday I called you names, and played games on yo' mind I promise that I'll change in time It's a complicated world, so girl just be a friend I swear I'll never call you bitch again (and that's my word) [Chorus: Tyrese + (2Pac)] We came.. too far.. to throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me) We came.. way too far pretty baby to throw it all away, throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, heyyy) [Verse Two: 2Pac] I wake up early in the mornin, at the crack of dawn Nigga still tired so I'm yawnin, and now I'm gone Tryin to get my money on strong, so an early riser Out befo' them other guys, that's the way to profit every time Can't get too close, my enemies, they see ghosts, they envy me Plus we been beefin with the East coast, with casualites Got stopped in traffic, had a warrant, so they gaffled me But while I'm gone, watch my business, and my back for me My enemies think they got me crossed, they ain't knowin Ain't no love for player haters where you cowards goin You paid bail, got me out of jail, home again I promise not to leave you on your own again Cristal corks are popped, romantic, thoughts are dropped It's so frantic but don't panic cause we crossed the top I found a partner and a rider, a woman and friend I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me [Chorus] ['Pac speaks over Chorus] I know, I know All that is dead though, I'm changed, I'm tellin you.. I know what time it is, gotta give a nigga time to grow up y'knahmsayin That was way back then [Tyrese] You're my nigga, my best friend Never gonna call you, a bitch again Yea yea yea Ohhhhhhhhhh [Verse Three: 2Pac] Witness the evil men do, all this shit I been through Never meant to hurt you, can we make this work boo I know you been feelin pain, things are not the same 'Waitin to Exhale' while I'm sittin in the county jail Keep yo' head up, cause things are gettin better My cellmates shed tears off yo' last love letter Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo' eyes peeled Sorry if I cuss but it's the suffering that I feel Who can I trust and if I bust will she snitch Even though you ain't the type to trip Sorry if I called you bitch You showed me the definition of feminine The difference between a pack of bitches and black women I see the boss for the third time, hope to see you soon Pictures of us kissin in the living room, in the nude Thanks for bein there, much more than a friend I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me [Chorus + ad libs - repeat 2X] [Tyrese ad libs to fade]

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