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JIM JONES lyrics - On My Way To Church

Bend N Stretch

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Blackout Music [Chorus: Jim Jones] Bend, Eastside could you stretch then bend Westside could you stretch then bend Southside could you stretch then bend Midwest could you stretch then bend N.Y.C. could you stretch then bend M-I-A could you stretch then bend A-T-L won't you stretch then bend St. Louis won't you stretch then bend [Jim Jones] I guess you hear that I'm a live wire (say what) Loose nigga and a 5 rider Run with the city's biggest drug dealers (DipSet) For you sissy rap fuck niggaz (fuck 'em) Yeah we pistol packin, bust niggaz (bang bang) Never worry 'bout the spotlight (nuh-uh) This star nigga keep the glock tight (that's right) That's for the jackers at the spotlight (watch 'em) To live and die in the streets of New York We gettin by, pumpin diesel and snort I'm gettin high in the seats of my Porsche Federales love to see me in court And tell the Lord I hope you keep me in thought (pray for me) But I'm a G, who gives a fuck what you think And fuck the D's, roll my weed and fill my cup full of drink You got some beef, then we gotta do it You got some ki's, show you how to move it (uh-huh) And four birds'll get a extra pigeon (what else) And that's a bird with an extra clip in We on the curb where my niggaz dealin That's how my niggaz livin [Chorus] [Jim Jones] So now we ballin in the major leagues Yellow bottles and some hazy weed (Cristal) Got some models with that Maybeline (so pretty) Fancy rides, pushin major speeds (Westside) Westside when we race the Beems (Eastside) Break laws 'til the day I leave (no doubt) Hardcore and a brazy G (Eastside) Yo pull the bar when we makin cheese (Harlem) "Harlem World," so "Double Up" (oh) And all my girls still love a thug A heartthrob and a wild rebel I park cars through the foul ghetto (so what) A rolling stone but I hold my own (then what) These golden stones have you niggaz on press I hold the chrome so you niggaz don't step (watch it) You better party, do your bend and your stretch And it's a promise, I ain't sendin no threats (I promise you) Sheeit, DipSet, the new mob niggaz No need to ask cause you know we on our job nigga [Chorus] [Jim Jones] To all my bitches wearin thick incense (hey girl) You know it tickles when you kiss my neck (stop that) Them icicles on my wrist and neck (blingin) Your wife wit you well don't disrespect (sup nigga) Could be an issue, keep yo' bitch in check (fuck that bitch) My thug aura make a bitch loose (uh-uh) It ain't a party 'til the Dips do it (bird game) Smokin reefer, screamin Eastside (purple) Loaded heaters, that's how we ride (we ride) All the time was my reply, I'm from the G-side (G-side) Checkin for hotties that's sexy in {?} Seven jeans and Giuseppes and Noti's, we ask at the party You tryin to slide let me know somethin Hop in the ride we can blow somethin (that purple) Baby no lie I give you no stuntin (no frontin) Duckin pictures from the paparazzi (watch the cameras) Tuck your fifth up in my Maseratti (we loaded) Shit, I park the whip in front of the project lobby I keep it gully and the car all foggy, muh'fuckers just [Chorus]

Space Boogie

KURUPT "Smoke Boogie: Space Oddessey"
[Kurupt] Yeah nigga... Westcoast Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin' Nigga!... G'z... Young Gotti I'm like... fuck a bitch and fuck you too It's so many different things that i'm gon' do Switches all fucked up Livin' in the '80's jackin' niggas for Nissan trucks A quarter piece to flip It's me and Daz and two bitches I never gave a fuck, nigga Daz and Kurupt They say this ain't the way to get rich! I might as well get me a bitch! I don't get it, I take it Put a glitch in the Matrix Flip some bricks to strip ya bitch naked 'Cause I just don't care, live from G square Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air Nigga... fuck a bitch and fuck you too What a punk mothafucka like you gon' do? ... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued It's on one, nah he said it's on two On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed All you to want do Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallahgar Metal physical, sixteen Calibur metallica 'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker Punk mothafucka, mothafuck, mothafucka, yeah nigga We can go heads nigga You bitches be hatin' nigga, heard what I said nigga Lend me some bread nigga, keep ya chest bust like lead niggas The fed nigga, Daz and Fred nigga Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone We on Niastra, nigga on the microphone Never never have I ever gave a fuck Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt And we do what the fuck we want to do too Get what we got to get to get through And we blast what we got blast to get ours Life of a gangsta in a world of stars Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through Just do it... don't stop [Nate Dogg] All my niggas on the Northside, getcha money right away All my niggas on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play And say them niggas on the Eastside, ain't some niggas you contest Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West They say them niggas on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill All my niggas on the Southside, try to make anotha mil' All my niggas on the Eastside, make million dollar bills All my niggas on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride [Kurupt] Mac, Young Gotti, fuck the world nigga Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life Fucka on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz! They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to nigga! 2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies

Space Boogie F Nate Dogg

KURUPT
[Kurupt] Yeah nigga... Westcoast Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin' Nigga!... G'z... Young Gotti I'm like... fuck a bitch and fuck you too It's so many different things that i'm gon' do Switches all fucked up Livin' in the '80's jackin' niggas for Nissan trucks A quarter piece to flip It's me and Daz and two bitches I never gave a fuck, nigga Daz and Kurupt They say this ain't the way to get rich! I might as well get me a bitch! I don't get it, I take it Put a glitch in the Matrix Flip some bricks to strip ya bitch naked 'Cause I just don't care, live from G square Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air Nigga... fuck a bitch and fuck you too What a punk mothafucka like you gon' do? ... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued It's on one, nah he said it's on two On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed All you to want do Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallahgar Metal physical, sixteen Calibur metallica 'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker Punk mothafucka, mothafuck, mothafucka, yeah nigga We can go heads nigga You bitches be hatin' nigga, heard what I said nigga Lend me some bread nigga, keep ya chest bust like lead niggas The fed nigga, Daz and Fred nigga Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone We on Niastra, nigga on the microphone Never never have I ever gave a fuck Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt And we do what the fuck we want to do too Get what we got to get to get through And we blast what we got blast to get ours Life of a gangsta in a world of stars Light what ya wanna light to light fire Big arsonist blew to white fire Do what the fuck you want to do too Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through Just do it... don't stop [Nate Dogg] All my niggas on the Northside, getcha money right away All my niggas on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play And say them niggas on the Eastside, ain't some niggas you contest Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West They say them niggas on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill All my niggas on the Southside, try to make anotha mil' All my niggas on the Eastside, make million dollar bills All my niggas on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride Throw ya mothafuckin' hands up somebody Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody What dem niggas do, they ride What dem niggas do, they ride, ride [Kurupt] Mac, Young Gotti, fuck the world nigga Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life Fucka on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz! They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to nigga! 2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies

H.A.M

KANYE WEST "Watch The Throne"
[Kanye West:] It was all good just a week ago niggas feel theyselves and then Watch The Throne drop niggas kill themselves What niggas gon do Hov? This a new crack on a new stove I'm in the two-door, true that niggas tellin' me "You back" Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh? and if life a bitch suck my dick huh? and I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga Just forget it, you talk it, I live it Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthafucker and I get it No paper hoe, but you can have some more of me Or-gy, or are we speakin methaphorically Historically, I'm kickin' bitches out like Pam, nigga Goin' HAM nigga, me and Jigga and a nigga still young, wanna have no kids But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit And a few white girls, asses flat a shit But the head so good, damn a nigga glad he hit Got em jumpin' out the building Watch out below, a million out the door I'm about to go HAM Hard As a Muthafucker, Let these niggas know who I am I'm about to go HAM Hard As a Muthafucker, Let these niggas know who I am [Jay-Z:] fuck y'all mad at me for? You don't even know what I've been through I play chicken with a Mack truck Y'all muthafuckers woulda been moved I swam waters with great whites Y'all muthafuckers woulda been chewed I hustle with vultures late nights Y'all muthafuckers woulda been food fuck wrong with these dudes Try to walk around in these shoes See the shit I saw growing up And maybe you can take a peek at these boo's niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily like These rappers rap about all the shit that I do really I'm like really half a billi nigga Really you got baby money Keep it real with niggas niggas ain't got my lady money Watch the Throne don't step on our road Bad enough we let you step on our globe When my nephew died, daddy dead niggas took the price on my uncles head Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled So I feel like I would like to know my uncles bread Bow down, brother pay homage don't spill hate all on my garments Commes Des Garcon, fuck your fresh head shots nigga fuck your vests fuck the pig, no pork on my fork Peace God cause you know a nigga just went Ham Hard As a Muthafucker, Let these niggas know who I am Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM Hard As a Muthafucker, Let these niggas know who I am Yeah I'm 'bout to go HAM

Ruff Ryders Anthem (Dj Clue Remix)

RUFF RYDERS
(Drag-On) This thing right here.. (yeah yeah) is for my peoples in the streets.. (ha hah) Swizz Beats (uh-huh) And this thing right here.. (Ruff Ryders) will get your ass off your feet (Remix! .. c'mon) They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb I burn em all, til they all say turn em off Cause these chips, I'ma run em all Chickenheads, know I, be the Colonel Cause I burn eternal, mixed wit the inferno So be careful, 'fore I burn you You better learn dude, yeah I heard you but I'ma hurt you, but you don't know? My versatile, is a virtue Ruff Ryders be the team, which means a lot cream, lot of schemes Lot of beams to make your stock drop, right on the seams Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch Better tell your man cause I'm too tough Indubitably, too dust Do you bust? Cause we do You need to ask the people, but quietly But they don't believe until they leave violently Is you buying this? Cause niggaz that purchased is under the dirt kid They call me Drag-On; I'm the youngest but get bonkers Collabo' wit my dogs from Yonkers but this Bronx bomber's spittin flame so you better wear your armor Flame on! Chorus: DMX (repeat 2x) My dogs gon' STOP, your dogs gon' DROP And then we gon' SHUT EM DOWN, OPEN UP SHOP First we had em like OHHH, now they like NOOO What baby?!! THAT'S HOW RUFF RYDERS ROLL (Jadakiss) When I pop up, I lock shop up, pull the drop up Park a block up, hit the alarm, put the top up Stash the 'dro in my sock then pull my sock up And keep the burner but if it's hot put my glock up You know what I'm about, slidin off get my cock sucked Or writin rhymes watching Scarface in the hot tub Whatchu wanna bet, when I pull it out if you don't shout that every bullet'll go in and out Who you know besides 'Kiss take the piss in the bottle of Crist' and then give it to a modelin bitch And you like your watch plain, I'ma flood mine Alligator bloodline trained to find coke and bite one time (Styles) Y'all niggaz ain't hearin me out, til I pop up appear in your house, clearin it out, holiday style Everybody actin violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the child, that's how we move Kill me my man kill you, that's how you lose I Ruff Ryde, I don't like to slide felt that I slipped Then the gun's only helpin the clip And the clip's only helpin my hand And like who the fuck is helpin your man? When I cock back and hop out the van Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car Hit a party start a fight at the bar, and snatch your R Sell your shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge (ve) Guess you figured that my niggaz, flippers, pullin triggers News team crowd around, tryin to flick a picture Get witcha, this bitch from Illadelph marches quicker Nigga not makin sense better stay up off the liquor Blonde bombshell, car-a-mel, heavy spender Groups be sayin I'm they sister, hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya Stickin in wiseguys, fake thugs, and bullshitters Take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then I get ya Used to be shy-er, now I'ma Ruff Ryder Big niggaz play me close, when they used to ride by her Snatchin up your figures, frontin, know you dig us Haters, screamin, 'Who that bitch?' (UHH, UHH) Mind your business nigga Chorus [DJ Clue * talking over chorus *] Yeah!! DJ Clue! The Professional! Part One C'mon! Mad shout out, Donnie Brascoe Big Skate, Duro.. CLUE! (MX) Uhh, uhh, uhh.. The X is gonna hit y'all niggaz hard, leave y'all niggaz scarred Fuckin with the Dog when you fuckin with the God Rip y'all niggaz off, faggot niggaz soft Remember me from up North, I had you scared to cough My name is ringin bells, in penitentiary cells I'm making thugs rebel, ain't hard to tell You never really wanted it, so the mic you jumped in front of it Outta sixteen shots I'ma hit, which one of you niggaz am I gonna get Thought you knew what I was gonna spit, this time with this rhyme but by the end of it, y'all niggaz is gon' be like, 'Yo X ripped it!' Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop Them cats can't be for real, I got this shit locked! Is that a game or a joke? Say the name or get smoked Simple as that, simple as black, to the throat Hit em all up to the coat, now you losin your life (Grrrrrr) A dog is a dog for life!

ALLAU$

TRINIDAD JAMES "No One Is Safe"
[Intro - OG Maco:] Damn, TJ, who been getting guap? All of us Who up at the top? All of us OGG, Gold Gang, God damn [Hook - OG Maco:] Who be gettin' guap? All of us On the way to the top Who they can't stop? All of us Who they can't stop? All of us [Bridge - OG Maco:] Who be gettin' guap? On the way to the top Who they can't stop? All of us Who they can't stop? All of us Who be gettin' guap? All of us Who they can't stop? All of us [Verse 1 - OG Maco:] Who they want by the 100 plus? Millions, millions Oh my God, oh my God, they can't feel us Why the fuck they wanna kill us? Bitches all they wanna feel us But who they tryna fuck? All of us Finger fuck and cash, all of us Now we see the top, that's all we need, that's all you need Bunch of stacks we can jump on, play on give 'em all to her momma If a nigga want the drama, spray out the Hummer All of us, you don't wanna play with my niggas You don't wanna play with my niggas and I got Gold Gang with me Shinin', shinin' like some fucking diamonds And we laughin' like some hyenas Jump off into that old [?] What you gonna do? All of us It's all of us, it's all of us [Hook - OG Maco] [Verse 2 - Trinidad James:] Who you gone stop nigga? Who you gone stop nigga? Nappy or not, you're my niggas Dread in the court, got her some issues He with the shits if you with it, he with the shits if you with it OGG, Gold Gang, we with the shits if you with it South side nigga only stay with the holy girl South side nigga only stay with the holy girl Trap in the [?] made her hold up Trap in the [?] made her hold up You don't wanna see the rage You don't wanna see the rage Turnt up as fuck nigga, bust through the stage [?] full of bitches, a [?] Bitches you got, or you want you a [?] Ugly as fuck but I look like a pimp Think you gone try it, you better come with it All of my niggas committed Lean with the Zan got 'em trippin' All of them niggas suspicious, all of them niggas suspicious Fuck it [Hook] [Bridge - OG Maco] [Outro - Trinidad James:] All of us has no color, green shouldn't be the only color of unity Open your eyes, all of us means you, and you Not just the people on this song, no one is excluded Remember your options are limited out here And time is only getting shorter Support who supports you is your personal preference baby Just remember one thing and one thing only There's no I in team but there's a U in all of us, amen

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