Tekst :

[B.G.]
You know we don t drop hits, uh-uh
We drop classics nigga, uh-huh
Cash Money, c mon, get at me nigga

Nigga thuggin, is in my blood and my genes
All the niggaz I fuck with they bling bling
But yet it s my block my hood my set nigga
Uptown is the spot where you get put to the test nigga
Best be bout unloadin a Tec nigga
You better protect your head, fuck the chest nigga
I run with the killers guerillas and the headbusters
I grew up with murderers and hustlers you can t trust em
I been cut-throatin niggaz for a while now
I stay to tapin and whoopin ballers who got plots
of birds or chickens or ki s or bricks, whatever
Click clack! I got to have it, no matter
what, the, situation be
I m bout my fetti my dollars my loot my grip my green
UPT 13 and CMB
is what I represent for life and I m H-O-T nigga

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[Juvenile]
Dis bitch off the hook! Nigga never sleep
Dis bitch full of crooks, they hunt for the weak
Niggaz comin home tryin to hit em a lick
Wanna bounce from a quarter ounce up to a brick
Dem old side niggaz, them new side niggaz
Might get loaded but they do ride niggaz
They stuck in line, but right after it s all over
The block party jumpin at Washington in Magnolia
They smokin weed, they slangin D they sellin ki s
While bitches shakin they ass in the middle of the street
You representin? It better be M-A-G
Or niggaz gon get mad and, never let you leave
A bill mine, 6th Street and Hadley
Willow Street, Robertson and T.C.
It s on fire from the wars they cause
A bunch of ignorant motherfuckers wearin camoflauge

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[Lil Wayne]
Yes, one-seven nigga, look
Niggaz step down to the nasty, filthy, dirty
Holly Grove, Carrington, 17 you heard me?
Need them, birdies? You should see Weezy
Prices, cheaper than the average, ki s be
We be, thuggers, stunners, hustlers
Kidnap mothers, rape with no rubbers
What the, hell? What is that I smell?
No it s not but it s a dead body by the canal
My grill, platinum; necklace, platinum
Rolex, platinum; Hot Boy, ask him
Blunts, we pass em; guns, we have em
We do not flash em unless we gon blast em
My clothes, Rees, Tees, Girbauds
Fo -fo s, semi-automatic calicos
Brrrrrrr! Reload - *tch-chk* explode
Let it be told, I m from Holly Grove, what?

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[Turk]
Look.. look, look
Plenty got diamonds in my Rolex
Two karats on my finger, ten around my fuckin neck
It s a must everyday that I keep my pockets fat
Got so many haters that s why I stay strapped on my gat
I bust back back leave yo bitch ass flat
Trust that if you play with me I dress in black
That s a fact don t make me click up with Karen and Brad-Brad(?)
You head your lose that, ain t no comin back back, I m tellin you
Play with me your people people gon be smellin you
Make me pop and throw, six niggaz gon carry you
People don t have no money they can t bury you
Don t have no insurance you be in the freezer a week or two
Bought that insurin yourself cousin
Get it how you live it nigga when they come cousin
Gun I ma peel it nigga you can run cousin
Gun click get hit and you get stung cousin, stung cousin

(I hope you got the message!)

Kaze no naka kimi wo tsurete yuku

Mugen no daichi wo kisha wa tsukinukeru kaze no yukue wo sagashite
Kawari hajimeteru kisetsu no kaori wa tooku hate shinai tabi e sasou yo

Kimi wo tsurete yuku

Nagareru keshiki wa hito no sabishisa wo iyasuyou de tsumetakute
Mishiranu shoujo wo boku ni sashidashite nani wo motomete...

You don t follow me now,
ribbons in hair
searching for answers when
there s none there.
Then follow me round,
up my stair
into my bedroom if
I m in there.
Hoping for something
because it seems the right thing to do.
You know what to do then
(Yeah,...

[CLEF]
I woke up this morning
I was feeling kind of high
It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie
Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high,
Jah Rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto,
Passed it down the...

This feeling
Don t happen
By yourself
Alone
Is no
Way to live
Breathing
It don t happen
By yourself
Alone
Is no
Way to live
We could love
We can love
One another
We could love
We can love
One another
We could love
...

Hand me my five and dime,
pass me my shirt hung on the line.
I ll polish up my boots
and then take the first plane stateside I can find.
It s a handicap to try to see this far,
when this place seems so cramped and small.
In the...