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1. _ Interlude/i'm Coming
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2. _ Spell My Name Right
[intro]
2 triple o
Sole'
S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
[sole']
Ugh, it's the brown cocomo mama
Call shots, 12 room yachts
Cruisin' the bahamas, pocahontas
Strictly out for dollas
Sole' serve it up hot like benny hanas
You's a tv dinner, gots to come hard
You seein' me nigga
Wanna freak me, eat me, can't treat me nigga?
No answer, you besta be on your way, uh
Money tossed and you got nothin' to say, yeah
Round the way in the slk
Sittin' on 20 inches, get money, fuck niggas
Stack flows, got cats with cash flows and dough
All night in the flow, tight
Another pretty face that you bet' know
I'm the illest cherokee to ever slap a ho
I drop four in your dough, your hard-on?
Get it straight
You can't fuck around on your best date
Now what the deal?
1 - [mr. raja]
Get your money and your life right
It's a cost to be boss, get the price right
Playas hold it down, then keep ya game tight
Say what you want, but spell her name right, uh-huh
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[sole']
Cashin' chips in, all best down, in the lex now
Decked out, make 'em sweat now
Never let down, precede caution
Had it with flossers, sworn a stinkin' nigga, toss it
Soon as they saw it, shit nigga
I ain't no freak ho, i ain't no duck ho
I ain't no "took me out to eat so we gon' fuck" ho
Fuck no! i'm a look-but-don't-touch ho
The baddest, one shot of ? fire cabbage
The maddest, the ill flow paterant
In and out the pocket, write it down, 16 drop it
Make a mil when the pants fill
I step it up, when i talk i back it up
I put that out there
In case you bitches start actin' up like y'all fit for action
Cut the mics off and we can get to bitch bashin'
If not, stop talkin', then start walkin'
Cuz real niggas out here like talkin'
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[sole']
You little girls is childs play, i bring it to your man
Sole' got it locked from the block to sound-scan
Fuck his tummy up, stay off us, ya hear
Red zone gon' show y'all how to ball this year
I'm big like bottles of crys and foreign whips
I'm more like more street bombs and stock tips
Bigger than your fox and your bricks
I'm more like vegas, bet a hundred dollas, got the red chips
If you call me a ho, you better say "miss ho"
We can get it on rat scraps or the pistol
If you call me a bitch, you better say "rich bitch"
Cuz can't nan ho fuck with this!
So what you want nigga?
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S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
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3. _ Never Thought I
[intro]
Yeah, heh
You know it's funny
The more things change, the more they stay the same
I'm sittin', watchin' these things around me
People doubting me, people questioning me
But everything's falling into place
Yeah, everything in time, feel me?
1 - never thought i'd be this fly, what
Never thought i'd be this tight, what
Never thought i'd have my time, what
Never thought you'd hear me rap, what
Everybody wanna a piece of my cut
That record deal got sour
It's a trip how people change in this game
But it's still the same
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Never caught behind, twist-ups of the mind
Why i can't bring that body ?
Flipped it last time, press rewind
Script it, that time, got ya mind
Boys wasn't wit it, had to recline
Laid back, fade back plenty of times
Tommy boy's filled with plenty of rhymes
Back there niggas never called me fine
One of the guys that scouts the scene
Roughed up, stuffed up, left the scene
Y'all bitches wouldn't never believe
That their niggas was checkin' for me
Little girl, curls, that was me
Little world, swirls, that was me
Drama unfold, that was me
Drama fun, girls that was me
Scrawny little thing, as a child
Men would chuck, runnin' wild
Me called names?
Not allowed
Gotta be something that was vile
Wide eyed, cried, takin' 'em blowin'
Start ridin', cried, ??
Flip that, start lookin' for shows
Spit that, time i have to go
On the car 'round the block, runnin' with boys
Only girl got slick mccoy
Had a little crush, name was troy
Got a little rush, loved the joy
Bent adolescent tryin' to get down
? to wearin' a frown
Steady comin' up, wonderin' how
Never been as fly, so look at me now
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Started growin' up, started to bloom
Same damn thing, chased out the storm
E-lay c-lay caught at noon
Write more, fight more, stay in my room
Gettin' with the wrong guy, never again
Get it from the wrong guy, never a friend
Try to go straight, world tryin' to end
No such thing, cuz i'm tryin' to mend
Niggas try to see me, never before
Bitches wanna be me, never before
Niggas that would dis me, tryin' to score
Bitches now jealous of me whore
Heard they relay many of lines
Got played, got laid many times
Crushed inhibition, lookin' for signs
Love didn't live here, it was blind
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"who's she?" everybody askin' me
"who's she?" everybody ask to see
Who? me? everybody tryin' to be
Game ain't never been a thing to me
Was broke, now tote plenty of g's
Got mad, get with l-o-v
Me be mellow and sweet
????
Came up, has lots of luck
Came up, heads like destruct
Write more, don't get stuck
Write more, then make a buck
Bitch can't be heard, ?or a thing?
Been that shit, heard runnin' schemes
Now i'm the hottest thing on the scene
Straight line, got mine, know what i mean?
Keep it on top, not a raid
Hope it don't fly, masquerade..
Myself from them days of play
Stories like this that i relate
Hopin' that, don't start to slip
Hopin' that, can keep a grip
Write rhymes that i can flip
Mothafuckin' business, it's a trip
Learned that life ain't a game
Passed up, passed by, it's a shame
Never let ya life go insane
Time go by, it's chain
Look up, look by, it remains
Still be sittin' there, still complain
Gold digger's dream ??
Look up at the sky, say my name
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4. _ Who Dat
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5. _ Our World
(VERSE 1)
WAKE UP!
This is the real deal not a test
Now society is calling out an SOS
Get down on the ground, put the earth to your ear
You feel that sound? That’s revolution you hear
Welcome to the greatest battle of all time
We’ve just officially been targeted by our own kind
The time has arrived now were sounding the alarm
Man up, grab your loved ones, get everybody armed
Prime all the triggers and try to remain calm
As we gather all the weapons and prepare the bomb
Now we got it on lockdown, we’re ready to go,
Get on the radio, send it out, let everybody know
The threat is getting closer, the sky is turning gray
It’s right on the horizon, today is the day
It’s within the city limits rolling fast like a mist
Now were caught up in the midst, this is it:
The Apocalypse
Since the very beginning of mankind
In every generation, every era in time
There has always come an instant where we must define
Who we are as a people when we must cross the line
This is that moment, now you’re gonna find
Exactly what you’re really made of inside
When comes right down to it what you gonna choose
To proudly hold your ground or just lie down and lose?
The brave at the frontlines, ready for war
The enemy approaching outside the door
Dust off your voice box, time to be heard
And as the gate drops
We’ll be screaming these words:
(CHORUS)
This is our world, our streets, our war
Our lives – This is what we fight for
Our choice – to make the wrong things right with
Our voice – We bring day to the night
This is our world, our streets, our war
Our lives – This is what we fight for
Our choice – We’re the voice of the globe
Turn up the volume so everybody knows
This is Our World
(Ladies and gentlemen: May we please have your undivided attention as our featured guest speaker now takes the stage…)
(VERSE 2)
Camaraderie is an oddity now in this age
Silence becomes violence when it’s mixed with rage
Tragedies and death; they say it’s all a phase
Society lying to me:
It’s on the front page
Homicides, genocides, can’t run the streets
If you saggin’ and you flaggin’ it’s cold; you keep heat
I understand your plan; be strong not weak
My gut feelin’ is this killin’ goin’ make us obsolete
Let’s defy not rely on negativity
We gotta makeover, takeover these communities
Analyze, capitalize, opportunities
Speaking of change aint strange
It all starts with me and you. So what you gonna do?
Close your eyes and just glide ‘till your life it through?
We’ve got work to do. We’re gonna start – know how?
By saying these words right here
Right Now!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(You gonna stand by and just let somebody run your life? You gonna let somebody tell you what to do? This is your world; You make the rules, you make the difference…)
(VERSE 3)
You think one man don’t make a difference, think again
‘Cause I just started an army picking up a pen
This begins a global collaboration
To take the whole world and make but one nation
This aint no imitation what you hearing is elite
That’s why everything stops when you hear us speak
Oh! Back to the mission at hand, we’ve got a plan
Take the message that were sending and spread it across the land
It’s in black and white, it’s been written, been read
Now let every single syllable settle into your head
As it slowly resonates from your mind to your feet
We’ll make the earthquake from stomping this beat
‘Cause if you’re hearing this right now the battles been won
It’s spreading my friend, The Takeover Has Begun
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6. _ Antoine's Interlude
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7. _ 4, 5, 6
[jt money]
Yo, what's up?
What's up baby?
Dis yo nigga
[sole']
Nigga, where da fuck you at?
[jt money]
Mr. good dick, what you say?
[sole']
I said where da fuck you at?!
[jt money]
What how you feel?
How you say you feel?
[sole']
I feel like you need to get home before yo shit be outside
[jt money]
You say you daddy to come through and regulate?
What? put his thang down, what? it's all good
[sole']
It could be 4, 5 or 6, you bet' not be nowhere laid up wit no bitch
You betta bring that home to momma, don't be playin and shit
If you get horny when you out, no need for eyein' them hoes
Why eat a burger when you got steak and potatoes at home?
A short drive is all it takes, i'm just a phone call away
Ain't no excuses mutha fucka for you runnin astray
I give it to you when you want it aint no other's like mine
Yo ex-bitch can't fuck with this, so don't be wastin' yo time
The indian, black mix, boy like i told you before
And we can ay yi yi the fur rug on my living room floor
And ain't nan hoe gon' bring it like you know i'mma bring it
And ain't nan hoe gon' freak it like you know i'mma freak it
And ain't nan hoe gon' shake it like you know i'mma shake it
And aint nan hoe gon' take it like you know i'mma take it
So don't make me come lookin for you, pull you outta some mix
Then turn around and bust you in yo shit for 4, 5 or 6
1 - [kandi]
I don't care if it's 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 in the morning
Boy you better call me when you think you gettin horny
I don't give a damn bout who you with
Just as long as you aint givin up my shit
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[jt money]
You know me as your player, your pipe layer, your all night stayer
All up in your sauce when you need your rocks off
Knock your socks off, baby off the chain in this bitch
Have your wide ass open while i'm slangin' this dick
Got you lovin' this shit, suckin and fuckin this dick
Wanna go and make some bucks for this dick
Fightin' all in the club for this dick
I'm that player that you chose
Long as you satisfied, baby fuck them other hoes
Just keep my pussy horny so you can put it on me
Girl you know i'm the only one who can satisfy your monkey
Ain't nobody gon' do you like i do when i put this love stick inside you
Money man guaranteed to satisfy you
Have you open all night like a drive-through
So bring yo thang on so i can get my bang on
I hope you likes a good fuck because my game strong
And i ain't lyin' girl you wouldn't if you could quit
I signs my name on that pussy, mr. good dick
That's my shit
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[sole']
Now nigga what you gone do, ugh, let me put this good lovin on you
We can do everything that you want to
'cause i like it real freaky, nigga don't you
That's right, don't make no promises
Can't find none better than mommas is
Stay wet, stay tight, keep you comin' back
Go all night feelin' right, you be lovin that
Hell yeah, like wanna make enough moves
Fuckin you boy like i got something to prove
Runnin loose, fuck it nigga gotta pay dues
Make you wanna tell ya boys all about whose
No talkin' now, come get the good shit
Make you never wanna fuck another hood bitch
Have ya breakin' off plans to come and lay me
Mutha fucka, don't ever try and play me
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8. _ Iy Yi Yi
[intro - sole']
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sole', never saw me comin', uh
My brigade, some bad bitches
1 - [sole' & bobbi]
If ya get doped with bezels
Your neck, wrist and fixed clothes
You spit flows, your click roll
And ride with lorenzo's, say
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi (woo!)
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi
[sole']
Ugh, got these niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar
Spittin' at the sad nigga with the cup of dom, wha
These mothafuckas can't see me
You mothafuckas can't be me
These mothafuckas can't read me
You mothafuckas, you need me
Followin' with that who dat, it's true dat
Rip shit like a true bitch, you knew that
Call to my girls, we gon' do that
Any bitch that's havin' a clue that
9-9, time to shine, comin' with the fine rhymes
Line, line, hang it up, here comes
Mine's mine
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[miss toi]
Wanna get paper due
Chicks mistake the doo when i sway through
Any nigga in the place gon' hate, so i make mom and pop and diamond case
So i be mucho luciano, true low
You know b-o be in montigo bay sunbathin' topless, out in the tropics
Eatin' good, what's for lunch?
Crab licked, and lobsters
Runnin' with many cats, sole' (probably blazed out)
Get that cheddar, nothin' better
Y'all keep talkin', yeah whatever
Keep yappin', we gon' continue to make this party happen
[bobbi]
I'm fittin' to cake now
Check it out, break down
All ya dogs, startin' to act fake now
First album dropped, but ya ain't nuttin'
Bar slangin' for the take-down
Oh, you wanna hate now?
Shut me down? fuck y'all clowns
At y'all now, bust em down
Sole' evil, bobbi boss platinum bound
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[miss toi]
You irritating hoes don't stress me
And try to cop a fit, listen to my shit
And trick split when you show these suckas you ain't havin' it
Max to this, quit your dis, this a new chick, you familiar with
It's frequently comin' from this sis miss bitch
That's what i gotta be, my soldiers full on side of me
Oh they ain't scared to ride for me
All my niggas will die for me
I place these niggas inside of me
So raise your hand real high for me
Don't let no pussy slide with me
Oh, you think you gon' roll with me?
Just any ol' nigga can't roll with me
Wanna see your niggas ??
Don't need no monkeys sworin' me, huh
You feel the pain, pain?
We droppin' game, game
You'll go insane, feelin' the heat from this mic
Comin' real real tight tight, ah-ight?
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[sole']
Ugh, bitches, now what you know 'bout this?
These niggas wanna taste the best of licks
The led filled chick, that spit this raunchy led filled shit
See, i'm that "niggas wanna eat me on my period" bitch
I'm serious bitch
That stray ho gettin' curious, bitch
Got kiddies shakin' in their boots, they scared to fight me in this
This pocahontas bitch got bitches straight re-writin' they shit
I'm iy yi yi 'n on this mothafucka, keepin' you lit
Got veteran niggas in this mothafucka ridin' my clit
See, tricky shine on this shit
Got nothin' but dimes in my click
And 2 of the baddest mothafuckas out here 'round on this shit
Think you come hard, come with it
Then hear me ballin', forget it
Don't put the mic down and quit
Then ain't no bitch can fuck with it!!!
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi (woo!)
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi (woo!)
Iy yi yi yi, iy yi yi
We off the chain nigga
We runnin' game nigga
You wanna bang nigga
It ain't no thang nigga
We off the chain nigga
We runnin' game nigga
You wanna bang nigga
It ain't no thang nigga
Ah-ight?!
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9. _ Accurate Math
Go bananas if you lickin my split with the lavender six
Sexier than calendar chicks my voice is orgasm to mix
Have my money accurate
I don't won't my cats to flip they clap and shit
Real nails no tips that you love to kiss
And for i mereda sour get my thugs to crisp
Front row cheering the knicks illegal pit stack my arithmetic
But dick ya lips i like hard and stiff can you handle it
Sole' burn tracks like candle wit
Independent woman so you don't have to trip
Baby we can go dutch half pay for it
Chorus: we can do anything that you wanna do
Go anyplace that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry hoe
Sole' don't need ya dough no no
Yo we number one for months
Tryin to catch up like hunch
Yo we up front and personal
I heard ya label jerkin you
Feel like hurtin who
Lord have mercy on you
Only female out the crew
5 6 and petite rockin baby blue and the navy two times two
With twenties on it get up on it you want it but they ain't no how
Bitchbagade ??have you hoes feel trapped when faced with hot tracks
I take my hails off you takin dirt naps i heard that
Make you work pass atl home of the lats
Bringing real hip hop back now who can top that
Need to stop that we top cats where my niggas at
Chorus: two times
You don't really wanna face me
I had to smack a bitch in the dressing room of macy's
You don't wanna make me put my hands up
Get yo man what you know we buck misery pull the truck up
He ran like a duck
Now its me and you boo
And you shit out of luck
Open up and meet these nuts
Now you lumped up for what
Talkin out ya lip now the next thing you kiss is peroxide mrs
Rappin ain't yo style you need to switch
Read your top ten list sole' on top of this
What what yo yo and you know that i'm the soloist
I'm rollin dice make'm clap to this
Chorus: four times
Make'm clap to this make'm make'm make'm clap to this
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10. _ Da Story
{tricky}
Yo sole' where you going boo
{sole'}
I'm going home, i'm tired
I got a session tomorrow
{tricky}
You high you buggin the fuck out
{sole'}
I'm out
{tricky}
You out?
{sole'}
I'm out
{tricky}
Holla at ya man tomorrow
{sole'}
Aight i'll get up with you tomorrow
{tricky}
You get up with me tomorrow?
Aight i'm going up in here
Coming out of 112 one late night
Seen some scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now being the bitch i am, payed it no mind
Gave niggaz that then hoped in the ride
Pulled out the heat from under the seat
Make sure the doors locked and the guns cocked
Pulled out the lock
Now i'm leavin the spot
Made a right on cheser bridge
Now i'm rollin down the block
Floatin across 80 by north
I seen some headlights rollin tight behind the porche
Motherfucker bumped my shit
Oh now it's on
Thinkin it's an accident
Though i could be wrong
{motherfucker} payin myself if niggaz really want it
Hit another exit so a bitch wouldn't get cornered
Couldn't keep going, niggaz will follow you home
Smack you with the chrome and take everything you own
I was taught better than that
So i grabs the gat
Holds my own
Don't need no one to watch my back
Lookin towards the heavens through the sun roof
Shit, i know i ain't untouchable and i know i ain't bullet proof
But i'll put it on these niggaz if need be
Your dead, on some two to you chest and two to your head
Lord please don't let it go there
All i see is a bp and i'm in the middle of nowhere
I'm ready for whatever and i know the routine
Before i get out the whip i check the gun magazine
Hoped out like "what the fuck ya'll got to be crazy"
Some tall nigga talkin bout "yo hold on baby, it was just an accident"
I can't believe this happening
Then i see the cherokee pull up in the back of him
Now i'm really on p
Oh, that's them same bitches from the club that was grilling me
So i pulled out the fifth
You niggaz coming for me
Money had his hands up, i smacked him with the heat
Thats when one bitch hoped out the jeep, i fired a shot
I missed her
But it cornered the drivers side and hit her sister
I ducked behind my whip
Bitch still popping
Wait for her to stop so i can hit her with a hot one
It's getting hard to maneuverer
I kicked my heels off
Had him knocked out
Stumbled to his shit and them he peeled off
Perfect distraction
Gs is passin
I rose platinum sounded like a round of applause
I pack a line when a cock it back and i rore's
Now i'm the type that will get at the drama to it's gone
You bitches wanna dance then they playin our song
I'm done fucking with you
Jumped behind the dumpster
Reload the pistol
Pucker up until it kiss ya
I can't explain why this is going on
But tonight ot's on
Fuck who right and fuck who wrong
I got you in my sight, gun in my palm
Surprisingly calm
Lick of a shot, hit her in the arm
She running got my gun hot
Try to escape she pulled her dead friend out of the driver's side
Licked off a shot
Put it in the leg
I ain't gonna kill you quick, bitch i'm gonna make you beg
She still got in though and mashed the gas
I put four in the door and got out of the way fast
The jeep swerved and started to stray
Heading for the gas tank guiding my stance
Hit it with the last one, contact,it blows up
I bolted out before the apb shows up
Throwed my shit and fifth
Bucked forty on the dash
In my rear view
I seen the aftermath of the blast
To protect mine i send demons to hell
Stay strong just to live long
Those who weak they and fell
Knowing happened shouldn't have went down but it did
If it's me and you, bitch i gots to live
I know with guns hell
Only one can prevail
Either it's a done deal
Live by steel or behind steel
Ain't nothing fair
We in this for real
Could have ended up dead tonight or ended up in jail
Pacing in my cell
Trying to raise bail
And on top of all that, this bitch made me break my motherfucking nail
Fucked my shit up
I told tricky ass i ain't wanna go out tonight
Now i got to get this shit fixed
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11. _ It Wasn't Me
1 - [j. weav]
Your girlfriend's lyin' baby, it wasn't me
Your girl said i hit it baby, it wasn't me
Your girl wants to do it to me
She wants to give it to me
She will not stop until i let her come and do it to me
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[sole']
I need to ask you a question
This thing that i heard, it got me stressin'
I'm guessin' baby, comin' to you for your confession
If you did it, then you besta tell me, straight up
Cuz what i heard completely overwhelmed me
Don't try to sell me, then compell me to be packin' and gone
Or better yet, i'll pack you up before the end of the song
But if i'm wrong, then my complete apology, you will see
This can not happen, now you know that i don't wanna believe
That you would be forever lettin' other women recieve
The love you give me everyday, i find it hard to concieve
But if it's true, then i'mma have to tell you this is the end
I'll ask you once, not again
Was you fuckin' my friend?
Tell me now
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[sole']
Now let me tell you what she told me
She said that you was fake and phony
Fuckin' my homie, actin' like you don't even know me
Sayin' time and time again that you was leavin' me lonely
Ridin' my pony, angie and this chick named romie
Tellin' me the way you hit it when i left for the keys
Talkin' 'bout the carpet burnin', she ? to the knees
The multiple orgasms, with the greatest of ease
And overly the way you had her screamin', beggin' you please
And she was trouble from the start when i met her one night
If i leave, "dear john" will be the letter you find
If you want her, you can have her, it ain't wetter than mine
It be another man's gain, it ain't better than mine
Now tell me
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[sole']
I know she lies, but the details was all too clear
And i know better than to run with everything that i hear
Trust was never a problem for us, it was perfectly clear
It's been like happy ever after for the past 2 years
I know she wants you though, she said it on the night that we met
Now she takin' drastic measures, tryin' to see if she get
She fightin' in a battle that she know she never could win
Step it down to a 6 when you workin' with 10
Wanna walk in my heals?
Wanna walk with my deals?
Wanna know how it feel?
I'm just bein' for real
I take your word for it this time, i'm stayin' with you
Make sure it never happen, i ain't playin' with you
Now tell me
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12. _ Pain
[intro]
Yeah, feel my pain
Filled with pain
It's a struggle everyday
Did i walk in the right door?
I don't know
Yeah
I never back down, i do what it takes me
Things gettin' shaky, can't let it break me
A lot love us, some hate me
Some friends snake me
Sometimes the shit just make me
Wanna grab the tote and lose it
It ain't just tracks and raps
It's a whole other side to music
Things you can't see on mtv, but it's here
Lord, what's happened to me?
I'm really out there
Was this the right door to walk in?
Lips movin', but ain't nobody talkin'
I plead and i cry to the heaven skies above to show me love
Wish that i could backtrack and make it like it was, but i can't
1 - when the pain's in me
I wish that it would let me be
But where can i run and where do i turn
When it's chasin' me?
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I got to deal with the what is, fuck what if's
Got to put it down and make it right for my kids
How many parties, how many bottles gotta pop?
How many more gots to die?
When this shit gon' stop?
I feel it in my heart, but i plays my part
It's a whole bigger picture so stay true to your art
Until i'm hauled off in the car
Swear it wasn't this dark when i got my start
Internin', been chart burnin', kept learnin'
Kept earnin', and the wheels kept turnin'
But after all the hit songs and the fame is gone
Your money right, but everything else done gone wrong
You're lonely, a lot of bitches is phony
Wanna know me just to tell niggas we homies
Whole time bitch schemin' on my rolley
It's hard to watch everyone you with
When you rich, niggas with you try to get you
Plenty wanna hit you, i learned it now
It was no way out, now it's no turnin' around
Niggas that was with me, i praise 'em now
A toast to the red zone, raise 'em now
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Silence, all eyes on me
But i can see through 'em like i knew 'em, so i walk to 'em
Extend my hand, try to talk to 'em
Stand while others ran and try to understand
Two sides of a story, let me tell my side of it
It's evident, it's there, i can't hide from it
How much for the soul in the window?
Most wanna be rich and famous
It's dangerous, you'll find out in a minute though
I love the close ones, sometimes feel like i got no one
Those that was there, i know i owe 'em
Backstabbers, i brush 'em off
In a room with straight faces, can't trust 'em all
Rush and fall, pause, let nature take it's course
Stand firm cuz i serve a higher force
And i can scream 'til i'm hoarse, hear me lord
See i'm ? like 3 dice, riskin' it all in street life
At the fork in the road, i made a hard right
I put the work in, then escaped the hard life
I put it down 'til it's time to lay me down
Wanna be free, but a lot of shit weighs me down
The light's dimmin', who gon' save me now?
It's all good, but it ain't gravy now
We gots to do it for the babies now
And bring 'em up to correct all the wrong we've done
And don't let 'em sing the same song we sung
Like, killin' each other off one by one
And turn 'em from slangin' the drugs, into some'in
You can make it out the ghetto in more ways than one
But for now i'mma pray for better days to come
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13. _ Get Up In It
Yeah yeah
Sole'
Bitch brigade comin
Throw 'em up throw 'em up now
1 - wanna iy yi yi tonight
See me make a nigga mine mine mine tonight
See ya check ya nigga, why why why tonight
Make a nigga dump a hoe for this
Roll with this
Get up in it
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The shower when the phone rings lookin for me
Now that figures
Then the door bell, who could it be?
It's my niggas
Wanna get up in my closet and floss it
Make a move never used but i'm grabbin and tossin
Comin too, still new, but i'm lookin fo shoes
To rock wit it
Get the tightest jeans, gucci the theme
Lock wit it
Little panties but i'm ditchin the bra
No back in it
Got the tightest strings know what i mean
No slack in it
Yell for kc, see if she ready
Let's ride
Hear my other girls pull in the drive
Outside
Last brace, see the angel will last
All night
Check the locks, blow this nigga a kiss
>from last night
Get my keys and i'm droppin the top
S k
Blowin in the wind, wavin or not
Parlay
With the range and the six in the rear
It's all woman, we stunnin
Niggas runnin, my bitch brigade comin
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Roll with nothin but the finest of bitches
In my crew
Havin niggas throw the finest of riches
At my crew
Hit the club, ain't no standin in line
Stroll through
Have to shut it down so the brigade
Can roll through
Sayin nothin and these niggas is sweatin
Come wit it
Know they want the ass, watchin 'em bettin
On who get it
It's a no go, if you no dough
Fo-get it
Don't like, you can roll the fuck out
Or roll wit it
'bout 5 of the finest you seen
In yo life
Make you question why the ho that you wit
Is yo wife
At the bar, niggas spillin they drinks
On they slacks
Comin through, we just stoppin they women
In they tracks
Entourage, lookin like we a page
In playboy
Hear me flow sick, knowin that
I'mma stay, boy
It's sole', what i'm sayin for us
Ya pay, boy
Pocahontas and my indian bitches
Don't play, boy
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Pack it up, now we leavin the club
Let's ride
Screamin niggas follow closely behind
Outside
Time to go, leave 'em wonderin why
Dreams die
Thought you come wit me, heard it from who?
Damn lie
Got to take it home, workin tomorrow
Laced track
Puttin it down, me and santa forever
Blazed that
Hit the door, and my nigga is waitin
I'm wit that
Put it on him like a champ
And ya never forget that
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14. _ Ain't Nobody Fuckin' Wit It
[intro - tech]
Ha ha ha ha, we bout to do this
Tech niner, sole'
Bout to make that ass hot baby
Like this, yo
[female singing]
I heard the party didn't stop
'til tech niner got ill one man crew, runnin' through you
Niggas let their cash drop, ladies made that ass hot
Make 'em say "ooh", that's what we do
[tech]
This one's for the niggas' in the club
Fucked up, full of liquor
Fittin' to let the tech n9ne feelin' hit ya
Everybody respect mine when i step up
Insane (ish)
Killa, killa, doin' damage to a nigga brain (ish)
Haters can't maintain
[sole']
Killin' everybody with the murderous flow
I'mma let a nigga know 'bout fly sole'
Bad to the bone with the fucked up jump
So we all get drunk and crunk all day
We hard, let's keep all this marvelous shit
We killin' everything
And tricky started all of this shit
[tech]
Ay yo, get paid, never get sprayed
Takin sole', be the brainiacs
[sole' and tech]
Warner brothers and dreamworks
So i guess we're animaniacs
All the niggas in the back get with the ladies in the front
>from side to side, we gon' survive and get what the fuck we want
That's right
1 - [sole' and tech]
Ain't nobody fuckin' wit it, y'all niggas forget it
Ain't nobody fuckin' wit it, cuz we kill 'em
And these hoes and niggas know we keep it rough
And make it rougher
Cuz all we wanna see is you dancin' in the mothafucka
Repeat 1
[tech]
I'm dancin' with this bitch with an ass so fat
Had to dash to the back, hit that ass from the back
With that ass in my rap, put that ass on the map
I come from 6-6, triple 8, 46, 99, 3's
All of my killas can't see, fill the niggas on the drive-by ki's
Ask me to bomb and i will
Ask me to be calm and i kill
I got that bomb style and your shit ain't real
Your shit is simply - unrealistic
Your bitch seek this, gets dismissed with a quickness
This lip sick, get the lipstick, kiss this dick
In a minute, i'mma bust this flow
I'mma let these suckas know
Nine millimeter is about to blow
And i'm out to get your ho
Puncuate the first to shake that ass and get that cash stack
All the playa haters better stand back when i flashback
Ish hot, knowin' ??? in your club and i'm kinda scold dragon
Yo, i thought you heard tech niner got that ground control
All up in your bitch's roll with that ass exposed, yo
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[sole']
Na na na na na
You can not fuck with tech n9ne and sole'
Comin' with the rough shit
Off in the club, me and my girls lookin' lovely
Lots of killa thugs be wishin' they could fuck me
If you's a hustle man, throw your hands up
Throw my hands up, i did it cuz this ho just ran up
The way you bustas try to step to me, it's killin' me
Stank breath, mackin' law thrown out, 3 mil be drillin' me, no
Yellin' about ki's and dope, broke
I hope you take notes and shove this cake, about 20 down your throat
Scope, wash your mouth out with soap
Ladies dressed with power, awfully remote
Time, nigga it's wine, throwin' rhymes, killa be mine
Blowin' nine, and i'mma shine, growin'
Hella ass i'm showin'
I see you in the back freakin'
Everybody in the front tweekin'
While me and tech be peakin'
Off in the club scene every weekend, we the shit
Throwin' rough ride full of grit, ass that you wanna get
Twit, beware my bite it truly venomous when i spit
Beauty and the beast, you hear in the club or the street
On the back seat of your jeep, over peak rollin' deep cuz...
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[outro - tech]
Ya know what i'm sayin'?
This nigga tricky got me drunk
Off this mothafuckin' hennessy and alize' baby
We off in atl kickin' it for sole' baby, you know what i'm sayin'?
Too much ass in one room baby
Shake what your mothafuckin' mama gave ya
Tech niner in this bitch
For the year 2-thou baby
It's all delicious, tech n9ne
Bitch
"bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce..."
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15. _ Young Niggas
"good evening, ladies and gentlemen...
We're gonna do a song that you never heard before"
[intro]
Yeah, it's on some cool shit, some laid back shit
'bout my young nigga
Work the tongue nigga, ya know what i'm saying?
Yeah, he want sole'
Many times seen him coming my way
Casual conversations was all that came into play
He had a girlfriend, or so them other niggas would say
Ex-girl was more the word, trippin back in the day
Know what i mean?
Time to scheme on him, sexy as what
Young nigga, work the tounge nigga, checking my butt
I see you looking like you wanna touch, making the cut
You wasn't sure, work the back and i'm working the front
You had to jump, tight white baby's cuffing her ass
Little waist, real brest complimenting her ass
When i pass cocomo from the day at the beach
French manicured feet, hair was highlighted from rocking the bleach
I left him speechless, he wanted, but he baby to me
Spitting lines but i think he still a maybe to me
No time for games but i want him, can't be shady wit me
I breast feed him, and he want it on a daily wit me
This young nigga.
1 - oooh, sole' give me one more chance
You know i really wanna be your man
Cuz ain't nobody do what you do
I put that on my mama, girl i'm gonna stay true
Repeat 1
Flirting wit him, i should leave him alone
Give it to him and he'll wanna try and call me his own
Ringing my phone saying that he wanna kick it wit me
When he know he really only wanna stick it to me
The dime piece, cool, heard that he was working the lots
Several, so i think he might be hitting my spot
Several, knock knock and the movies we watch, boring
Watching me while i'm watching the clock, snoring
Think he slick while he rubbing my leg, butta soft
Tease him back, feel him wanting to beg, lay me down
Here's the oil, he massageing my back, young gun
Full of cum, yea he loaded and strapped
Lick me from the back, working he was putting me down
First night did it right, wasn't no stopping him now, got him sprung
On the couch now he wondering how
Sent him home wit a smile and i gave him a pound
This young nigga.
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Just a tad bit younger than me maturing, the mental
But i had to school him to keep, was real gentle
When i showed him things he never had seen
Turned him out, now he open, yeah, you know what i mean
No round about got him rocking game he never heard of
Foreign languages that he never spoke a word of
Took him places, just the best of them what i preferred of
Any other girl would never even be concerned of
My young nigga
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16. _ 4 The Love Of You
[intro]
Yeah, at one point, i thought i couldn't live without you
But now, i don't how the fuck i lived with you
But i just take that shit as a lesson learned
That what goes around, comes around
And yours is comin' muthafucka, believe that
[sole']
Nightmares of love gone wrong
Got me writin' this song
Played it out, back in my mind and heart you used to belong
Rewind it back, thought it was nice when 2 became 1
Bet you never thought sole' would turn and leave you with none
Woulda thought i gave you life, had me bent like a comma
Love turned to hate for fillin' my life with bullshit and drama
Played games, told me lies, steady pullin' these strings
And put me up in fly ass cribs and had my flossin' them things
While you was runnin' wild, had me busy shoppin' and shit
Hittin' the clubs with my girls, wasn't no stoppin' a bitch
Throwin' bills like i'm mickey, i was spendin' it fast
Sure money nice but sure as hell don't make relationships last
Gave my all, did it all, tryin' to make sure it worked
While you ran the streets and even had me doin' your dirt
Dumb tricks and dumb skits i was pullin' for you
A dumb bitch and dumb shit i went through
For the love of you
1 - [tamar]
And you know
I didn't wanna live without you babe
Never thought i would throw your love away
Now i'm gone and you're lonely, it's a shame
But i did it for the love of you, babe
Repeat 1
[sole']
Woulda gave my life to save yours, nigga
Push came to shove
A bullet with your name i'd change to mine
And nigga, that's love
Prayers that you'd be spared from wickedness that lived in the streets
And when them niggas you was beefin' wit start bringin' da heat
I got involved in dumb shit that didn't involve me at all
Had bitches scratchin' up my car and then you havin' the gall
To say it wasn't your fault and that you wasn't to blame
Thought you would come home after drama, have me screamin' your name
Young and dumb, i took you back pretendin' i couldn't see
You havin' babies on the side while you still fuckin' wit me
Things was never right, forever fight that's what we would do
Then i saw the light my game was tight from runnin' wit you
You had me stressed out and thinkin' that its time that i quit
So i wouldn't leave, had me believe i wasn't worth shit
It's crazy, yo it amaze me, these afairs of the heart
I look back and realize it wasn't love from the start
Repeat 1 (4x)
[sole']
How things can change, one day infatuated, washin' your drawls
Another day, it's screams and fightin' dishes breakin' on walls
Walk in relationship, i'm sane thinkin' that you were too
A year later, i'm fuckin' crazy, throwin' glasses at you
And scratchin' up yo car, i take it far, i'm cuttin' yo tires
Don't understand it, why my heart is steady playin' wit fire
I turned psychotic, you got it, in this sick relationship
I'm tryin' to run you off the road, you and that broke-down bitch
I'm too fly for that shit, i'm lookin' back in disgust
The nights i cried, the times you lied all blown away with a gust
Things i did for your love, they was never returned
Gave all the jewelry to my moms and then your pictures i burned
You can't turn no little boy into no grown ass man
So change yo game and get it tight, if that's your previous plan
Boots is made for walkin', finally learned what life was about
Pulled it together, grabbed my gucci boots and stepped the fuck out
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17. _ We've Been Trying Too Long
[gipp]
Hey, look here
[sole']
What's up?
[gipp]
Shorty, i don't think this thing between us is gon' work no more
[sole']
Oh, you don't think it's gon' work?
[gipp]
Nah
[sole']
You tryin' to say that's it?
[gipp]
Man, it's over shorty
I gotta move on
Ya know, be gone, ya know
[sole']
Ya know, i think i was feelin' the same way anyway
So it's over?
[gipp]
I'm out
[sole']
Cool
[gipp]
We been down this street
Down this block before
Bout to let it all go and hit the front door
Down and up, up and down
Told you i was in it big
This the last time that me and you will have this conversation
In a situation goin back and forth
About, who right, who wrong
The same ol' song
See i'm a fresh hit
Anotha girl gon' get
Slow rides, through the park
Gettin hugs in the dark
I know you don't trust me
That's why you beeped my thirty times
But i wasn't doin nothin but in the street gettin mine
And everytime i tried to explain you wouldn't listen
So i left irratated, confused on what to do
You, used to bring light, now you bring pain
So i gotta let you go and let you do ya thang
You used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So i gotta let ya go and let ya do ya thang
1 - [dani] (gipp & sole')
We've been trying too long
(uh, yeah, to get it right but it just won't work)
We've been trying too long
(yeah, uh, to get it right but it just won't work)
Repeat 1
[sole']
Don't mean to press ya but i'm needin to know
If this the end
And if you leave, am i your friend or your foe?
Don't wanna go, you see me turn and look
I walk away slow
Motion be the way
Make sure you catch the kisses i blow
I see you lookin like you wanna take me back in yo' arms
Like when you used to hold me tight
And you protect me from harm
But now we can't resolve the problems that we share
It's a mess
I thought we'd work it out
But now it seems i have to confess
That this the end
But you still knowin that i wish it's the start
You slowly breakin my heart
I gave you everything, you tore it apart
Can't go in circles anymore 'cause we been trying too long
Sometimes you just can't work it out
That's why i'm crying this song
You, used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So i'ma have to let ya go and let ya do ya thang
You used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So now i gotta let ya go and let ya do ya thang
Repeat 1
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[gipp]
Me and you, used to be cute
But now we paint a different picture
Love'll get 'cha, and leave ya deaf, dumb, and blind
Everytime, we had some good days, remember those
Momma told me that's the way love goes
So i'ma leave it at that, get my hat, get my strap, get my bags
Be gone in the wind, baby girl
[sole']
But now i hear you so i guess it's nothin left to be said
It's time that i fled
It's feelin like a blow to the head
I thought that soon i'd see the day that you and i would be wed
But now the end has come, the love is gone, i'm cryin instead
And you, used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So i'ma have to let ya go and let ya do ya thang
[gipp]
Nah, you used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So i gotta let ya go and let ya do ya thang
You used to bring light, but now you bring pain
So i gotta let ya go and let ya do ya thang
Repeat 1 to fade
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18. _ Amsterdam in My Living Room
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19. _ Pink Rose
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20. _ Sweet Home
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21. _ Paper Woman
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22. _ Warmaker [*]
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23. _ Ride, Ride, Ride
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24. _ On the Ground [*]
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25. _ One of the Best [*]
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26. _ Greengage Man [*]
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27. _ Near the Sun
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28. _ Near the Sun [*]
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