Showing posts with label Mack Maine. Show all posts
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Friday, December 30, 2011

T-Pain feat. Snoop Dogg, Mack Maine - Ghetto Commandments Lyrics

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Song Title: Ghetto Commandments
Singer/Band: T-Pain feat. Snoop Dogg, Mack Maine


Lyrics for T-Pain feat. Snoop Dogg, Mack Maine - Ghetto Commandments



[Intro:]
Woo
Yeah yeah, ay
Woo
Forgive me father
Dear Heavenly Father-ha
Ah (ay)
Yeah yeah
Trap (Ay), Trap, Trap, Trap
Ay (Ay) [x4]

[Chorus:]
Follow my ghetto commandments
You'll see the way that ill handle it
You gonna' get fucked down
Or you gonna' get fucked up
Its still a big deal,
Get fucked or get fucked up, nigga
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 Hit it one more time
Follow my, Ghetto Commandments
Follow my, Ghetto Commandments

[T-Pain's Verse:]
Nigga, first of all (all)
Im the first and last (last)
You just the first to fall (fall)
Im just the first to blast (Blaw)
If you're gonna' curse us all, (all)
Then im gonna' have to curse yo ass
The leave you in the park,
Underneath some bugs, dirt, and grass (yeah)
Im the only me, (me)
But im the first to bust (bust)
And you're the first victim, (victim)
Quinching my thirst for blood (Ugh)
Trust me homie, you dont want to go to work for us (us)
I'll turn you hook to ass, (ass)
And turn your burst to dust
Tell me the difference between love and lust, (lust)
Cause I love the love, (love)
And im in love with lust (lust)
Walk up to your bitch come up when those nevels come (is)
To leave a crack of a crack of a butt (yeah)
Make her lay down in a back of a back of a truck (truck)
And when she come up like a squirell,
She just asking for nuts (brr)
24s on my caddy im just asked for putt (fore)
So when you come up to my trap you're just asking for us

[Chorus]

[Mack Maine's Verse:]
They say thou shall not talk, (talk)
Thou shall not speak, (speak)
Thou shall bow in the presences of a G (g)
I spray mace in a bad boy's eye
Leave his shit all fuckin' so,
Thou shall not see (see)
Thou shall not smile
Thou shall never teeth
I'll paint thou or thou shall repeat (peat)
Thou shall not (Thou shall not)
Bitch I said dont talk,
Shoot you in you daddy's head and feet,
And thou you're gonna walk
Im sick in the head, piss in the bed
Hop around the ocean, I leave the fisherman red
So much blood on the car, the cops holla' 'soo-woo'
Bitch im from New Orleans, you know I know that doo-doo
Ipod blastin', 2pac yeah hit em up
Chow down, spit em up
Black bag, get em up
Call the chef tonight, were having sinners for dinner
Aint no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking about twitter
And I say,

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg's Verse:]
The run away, the rap around (Rap aight)
You talk, then you walk, me im shaftin' down (sh-sh)
See me and the pigs, we dont fuck around (uh-uh)
That snitching in the hood, lemme' break that down (break it down)
They do theres, we do ours, understand me?
Im blowed up, crippin with my family
And we dont dont give a fuck about the,
POs, COs, cause we know....
That we goes,
Then do time in parol (rol)
Now im back on the black at night shift
Stack on the top im cockin' it
Back in the block and you know im cooping it
Shoebox full of money with a sock in it
And we celebrating the ghetto by popping it
So no champange or crysto
Machine guns or pistols (tols)
Blaw, hood shit
Like that? Game over (over)
See in my hood we crip, or dip
Follow me [x3]
On some gangsta shit, Biotch !



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Monday, September 26, 2011

Lil' Wayne - Ballin' Lyrics

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Song Title: Ballin'
Singer/Band: Lil' Wayne feat. Fresh, Roney, & Mac Maine



Lyrics to Lil' Wayne - Ballin'



Raj Smoove, ooo boy
Raj Smoove the Greatest DJ in the world

[Intro:]
I Wear a mean dark pair of shades
and you cant see my eyes unless my head is bent....

[Lil Wayne:]
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this...

[Verse 1:]
Look straight out of the garage on a hog and you know i redo the insides like the morgue (x3)
The coup blue like that dude on mars
Ridin with the bitch prettier than the da barge....
Mommy want a soldier baby im a sarge if you cant have me but cant have a menarge
Now rub me wrong and fuck up my massage and these flowers for the dead better get them a cizarge
Yea, head nigga enlarge and every thing i do i San Deigo charge
While you niggas just starve, im eating so much imma fuck around and barf
And red is the color of my scarf, and understand to a giant your a dwarf
My flows goin off, im so sick all i gotta do is cough...

[Chorus:]
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this...

[Verse 2: Raw D.I.]
Bitch I come from the bottum of the map, New Orleans, Louisana we love to pack gats, we love to count stacks, we love pump pack, love killin the track, Me, Wayne, Roney, and Mack
This some Hollygrove shit here and imma bang it in your ear till you get it clear
Ya heard that, thats my word and i meant that, dont tempt me i leave your bitch up in your bentley, believe me
(Roney)
Its Roney nigga back in the game, straight off the block baggin the game
Now run till you heard me rappin wit Wayne, Run tell you heard me rappin insane
Yea, im off in this bitch, puffin dro guards in this bitch, im leanin in this bitch, we got freaks in the bitch, and we deep in this bitch

[Chorus:]
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this
We stay high on that 5 0 4 shit (New Orleans)
Some day I all the time and you know this....

[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
I got a thing for them big trucks, big fine bitches with good jug and big butts
5'4" mommies with nice head and fake tits
That dont get loose off goose and proly act up
5'7" bitches with bow legs that take dick
all they really need is 2 pills and 6 blunts...
Wake up in the morning, and count money, and make grits, she dont really know no English so we dont say shit
Chea, Wayne said let it rain on em, mother nature with the paper doin the mack maine on them
Yeah, like their one thousand like whoosh, like there go two thousand, BALLIN
Now shake that ass like you came, pay your cable bill and your tryin to watch the saints on your sixty inch hitachi, livin like Liberachi, sportin the latest versace, shotty and mazaradi, dodgin the paparazzi, A.C. Cole like the heart of nazis, this years classic like old school herachees, you get your grill cooked like it was hibachi, word the cousin rod need us.



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Thursday, September 22, 2011

Lil Wayne – My Birthday Lyrics

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Song Title: My Birthday
Singer/Band: Lil Wayne Ft. Kidd Kidd, Gudda Gudda, T-Streets & Mack Maine



Lyrics to Lil Wayne – My Birthday



[Intro - Lil Wayne]
Yeah, it’s on
Basically..
I got the Streets and the boot with me
Dedication trois

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Now let me talk my shit!
Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish
Weezy F bitch
I can say what I please
Swagger so cold it stay when I leave
I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas
I kill dogs like I’m making chinese food
Rude only when I gotta be
Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me
“Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!”
Shawty won’t be on my team, she could cheerlead..
Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T
I make a snow angel
Y’all niggas squares, but aint got no angle
My shit’s so tight you can get strangled...
It’s Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes
Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that “private plane clothes”
I’m taking off, going to another land
Call home, missus never going to another man
Shawty knows Weezy, muthafucka, I’m a lover man
Yeah talk that shit Tune! I gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue
I talk too much shit
I eat p-ssy and you suck dick !

[Kidd Kidd]
They call me “Lil Nut” but my nuts aren’t the same
No homo, that’s how I came in the game
I married Mary Jane, I seen the Spidermane
The shit that made Pinky blow
Out the Brain brain
Told Lois Lane I can’t be a Super Mane
My whole ? is back mane and I keep that iron-mane
Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out the game
I’m back at the halftime like it’s just an ankle sprain
Ain’t no one could do it better
More hits than Eddie Guerrerra...
The flow like Eddie Monster praying at the competitors
It’s mass hysteria, historic in your area 51 alien
What planet is he from
Huh? Ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the gun
Picture Buzz with the shotgun ?
All my thugs get dirty like we running in the mud
We 7:30 livewires....
Unplug off the chain, utterly untame
Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain
Hard to come out, like a nut-stain
I came from nothing, night, fucking calling hoes
And flying planes, who the fuck could complain?
Huh?

[Gudda Gudda]
So you mad cause I’m styling on you?
Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you
Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqo
Gudda, I’m the East gang schizo
It’s no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know
How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle
High yellow nigga but my hot dog, like nutskins
Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nuff skin
Let me get back in it, bitch
I just go head first, you be on that timid shit
Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit
Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown....
(give me shit)
My niggas Streets say “Kill them all!”
Bitch, you know we got guns like the Pentagon
I’m just eating nigga, I’m getting my dinner on
And your bitch licking, getting her lizard on

[Mack Maine]
Talk reckless, I don’t give a muthafuck
I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck
I come for you and your kids like nigga what
Niggas with elephantitis ain’t got bigger nuts
Young Money nigga, big dicks, big trucks
I’mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us
Go to court, the case get dissmussed
Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us
It’s Mack Maine, ain’t shit to discuss
I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups
I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas
Then turn to their female dog like “bitch, what?”
My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis
My dick big, that’s why I walk like I got tendonitis
I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis
The doc said I got a case of real nigganitis
He ain’t got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it
See, I’m a warrior, they compare me to Leonidus
I got a set fee, I ain’t about discussing prices
Cause I ain’t tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson
Wish you could see my face now...
Feel like I’m ?
See me in streets, be Street Fighting like Blanka or Bison
Slicing, dicing like we butcher knifeing
Wifing bitches, never, that shit is trifling
Young Money the fucking nicest
Put words together like a fucking hypen
Nigga don’t make us start fucking rifling
Nigga really it go to fucking striking
We got a lot of rappers striking
Standing by the harvest for fruit
Waiting for the fruit to ripen
We run up on niggas and jack them for their stipend
You catch me in Minnesota like I’m a Viking
I’m with every video vixen that you liking
I’m the reason your bitch dyking
Nigga dont want no beef, look at Kidd Kidd
He like this...
How I get like this?
I pop a nigga, break something like Midas
Im trying to be modest, nigga, I’m honest
Young Money, Young f-cking Money
And this is what I did for my birthday BITCH !




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