Cledus T. Judd Lyrics
Cledus T. Judd Lyrics
"Gin And Juice Lyrics"
M.I.A. Lyrics
Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise Living another day in disguise These feelings can't be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight, on tonight Ohhh... tonight Stand up and fight The fighting rages on and on, to challenge me you must be strong. I walk your land but
Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise Living another day in disguise These feelings can't be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight, on tonight Ohhh... tonight Stand up and fight The fighting rages on and on, to challenge me you must be strong. I walk your land but
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, I somehow, some way-hay
Keep comin up funky ass shit man every single day, and
Can I kick a little sompin for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few friends as I breeze through,
Dont you know it's Two in the mawnin and
our party's still jumpin cause my momma ain't home-home
I got bitches in the living room gettin me hawney
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin
So what you wanna do-hoo
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys doos too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what?) we don't love them whores
And we gonna smoke
Put Up or Shut Up Lyrics
[Premier scratch: "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!"] [Verse One: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit the brink Lockerroom, at a prize fight, before he hit the ring Like when I tell these corporate leeches they can't get a thing Or when I tell relentless rappers they had bett
a ounce to that[Premier scratch: "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!"] [Verse One: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit the brink Lockerroom, at a prize fight, before he hit the ring Like when I tell these corporate leeches they can't get a thing Or when I tell relentless rappers they had bett
G's up, hoes down, like you motherfuckers bounce to that
Chorus:
(haw haw haw)
And i'd be..
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Verse Two:
I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
you know this type of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours before I get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music
Voos Lyrics
Vunzige brandewijn Wormstekige duigen Eenzaam drankgelag Bevlekte kiel van grein Woekerend klauwzeer Verlept vloedwater Voos is de bodem Hier kiemt geen zaad meer Druden razen Zatlap in een vlet Dobberend delirium Zwermen blindazen Wanhoop in neveling Bezopen worstelinghat be captivating he
who hears, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
i started laughin with this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
(ya know?) She used to be the homeboy's lady
dontcha kno its Eighty degrees? when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
ill be
Chorus
Verse Three:
Later on that day hay
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup
(dontcha kno) Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
And I'll be
Chorus
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Vunzige brandewijn Wormstekige duigen Eenzaam drankgelag Bevlekte kiel van grein Woekerend klauwzeer Verlept vloedwater Voos is de bodem Hier kiemt geen zaad meer Druden razen Zatlap in een vlet Dobberend delirium Zwermen blindazen Wanhoop in neveling Bezopen worsteling
who hears, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
i started laughin with this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
(ya know?) She used to be the homeboy's lady
dontcha kno its Eighty degrees? when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
ill be
Chorus
Verse Three:
Later on that day hay
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup
Something In The Wind Lyrics
There's something in the wind that's blowin' through my soul And it's calling out to me saying boy it's time to go There's a restless feeling in my heart that just wont let me be And a rustlin' in the leaves that says it will soon be time to leave You know I'm tryin' hard to try and settle down But sometimes late at
ownThere's something in the wind that's blowin' through my soul And it's calling out to me saying boy it's time to go There's a restless feeling in my heart that just wont let me be And a rustlin' in the leaves that says it will soon be time to leave You know I'm tryin' hard to try and settle down But sometimes late at
(dontcha kno) Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
And I'll be
Chorus
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]