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Yukmouth - Still ballin lyrics

Yukmouth - Still ballin lyrics



Still ballin by Yukmouth


Welcome!
Little boys and girls.
Makaveli!
(For the love of Makaveli!)
Lives forever!
(Outlawz!)
And ever
Come on.
Verse 1 *(E.D.I.)*
I remember the days we used to
ride together
it's goin on boi, I thought we'd
die together
but you left befo' me homie
only if I could talk to you
they ain't know, but you walkin through this life of sin an stuff
two days have passed
since I first heard the shots blast
an I can still picture the scenery
won't be no peace fo' me until I see ya at the crossroads
all of us back together again
eternally "Lost Souls".
Verse 2 *(Napoleon)*
I bet I shake ya world
fo' Pac, I'ma drink til I hurl
an pump the brakes on the hardest whoever thinkin they thurrough
it's young Napoleon
Makaveli gave this soldier his name
an if you claim it the same
you have to prove you insane
betta get ya heart right
in the mist of the warfields
bullets gon' fly by
we Outlawz
an play the street life because it's paid right
it's my life, my life, my life
that's in the sunshine
Kadafi I'ma hold a sign
hopin you run through one time.
We "Still Ballin"!
Chorus *(Yukmouth)*
Don't cry, dry yo eye say, "Pac we Still Ballin"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin) Wha? Wha?
Juss look up in the sky say, "Pac we Still Ballin"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin) Wha?
Pour some liqour on the ground, say "Pac we Still Ballin"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin) Uh.
If he could only see us now, ayo Pac we Still Ballin!
Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*
Congregate the Bloods and Cuzz
Vice Lords and Disciples
I got love fa thugs
even the hoodrats and scrubs that we ducked in the club
sucka for love
if I introduce a busta to slugs (what?!)
hustled the drugs
we all lust for money and fast cars
the, life of a rap star
floatin in Jaguars
then ball wit a bad broad
learn how to stack tall
money longer then Shaq ya'll (WESTSIDE!!)
Holla back ya'll!! (Yes!)
I smoked out wit Redman
aim an infared at the head of a rappa tryin to make a livin off a dead man
flossin a dead man
I know the drama is reallin
they stole every song ya made and owe yo mama some millons
will God's children plese stop wit ya "I can be like Pac!"
raps ya rock
bout, gats and glocks
ya act like Pac
wit all them songs you stole from dude
if Makaveli was alive, WE WOULDA RODE ON YOU FOOLS!!
That's real!!
*(Chorus)*
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
They can bite all they want but Pac we Still Ballin!
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
Westside, Southside say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
We gon' keep the thuggin alive, eh Pac we Still Ballin!
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) (We love you nigga)
Rap-A-Lot Mafia Life, eh 'Pac we Still Ballin!
Verse 3 *(Young Noble)*
We still callin
everyday ta ya
we still believe in ya
we still pray ta ya
now e'ry body all on Pac's heels
had to wait til a soldier to die
fo ya'll to give him his
Hell nah!
Outlaw soldiers thug fo life
half a ya'll ain't never knew Pac
Forget the hype!
We used to play box wit him
caulk glocks, an lick shots wit him
that was a crazy soldier
yo I miss him
taught a brotha so much
in "Thugs We Trust"
still as soft as cream puff
Outlawz we "Hit 'Em Up"
an "Bomb First"
so "Hail Mary"
you bail scarry through this "White Manz World"
but I never let it bury me
Kadafi I love ya
an I'll see ya when I die homie
smoke some weed
you an Pac get high fo me.
Ya'll Still Ballin.
Ya'll Still Ballin.
Still Ballin.
*(Kastro talking)*
We can do this.
f**k the tricks!
God bless the dead.
Yafi Kadafi we love ya.
*(Chorus)*
Til the days that I die eh Pac we Still Ballin!
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
Wave ya hands in the sky say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
Westside, Southside say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) What?
Eastside, Northside say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) What?
The Regime, Outlawz an Yuk, we Still Ballin!
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
Rap-A-Lot, Lil J an Face, we Still Ballin!
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) What?
Diggity Daz an Kurupt say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
E-40 Fonz an B-Leigt say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) What?
All my dogs everywhere say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!) Uh.
An all my real ass thugs say, "Pac we Still Ballin!"
(We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!)
*(Yukmouth talking)*
A dedication!
To the legendary Makaveli!
God bless his soul!
(Yes!)
It's time for us to ride for my potna.
All these bitin ass characters in the industry!
We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
(Ride or die)
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin.
We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin.
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
(Ride or die)
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin.
We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin.
(Ride or die)
We Still Ballin.
La, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la! (Regime)
We Still Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
La, la.
Ballin, Ballin, Ballin!
We Still Ballin!
Ballin!
Ballin!
Ballin!

Wiley - O Sobie Samym lyrics

Wiley - O Sobie Samym lyrics



O Sobie Samym by Wiley


Kiedy tak patrzysz na mnie i czuj twój lk
Taki sam jak mój, przed nieznanym
Nie wiem co bdzie z nami
I niewiele wiem sam o sobie samym
Patrz tylu ludzi pobBdziBo gdzie[
Ich drogi rozeszBy si i straciBy sens
Nie wiem co bdzie z nami
I niewiele wiem sam o sobie samym
Lecz prosz ci teraz uwierz mi
Nie wa|ne w |yciu s przyszBe dni
Ja wierz, |e miBo[ zawsze trwa
Patrz tylu ludzi bBdzi gdzie[
Ich domy rozpadBy si, straciBy sens
Wic je[li pikno |yje w nas
To dajmy mu siB i pozwólmy mu trwa
Ja wiem, wic prosz uwierz mi
Nie wa|ne w |yciu s przyszBe dni
I je[li pikno |yje w nas
To dajmy mu siB i pozwólmy mu trwa

Wiley - Rachela lyrics

Wiley - Rachela lyrics



Rachela by Wiley


Znów czerwon zaBo|yBa[ dzi[ sukienk
A dookoBa wszdzie jeszcze peBno wiosny
I wycigasz do mnie swe zaborcze dBonie
MiBo[ przecie| nie do koDca wypalona
I Warszawa jeszcze taka kolorowa
I dziewczyny takie same, roze[miane
Nie wycigaj do mnie swych zaborczych dBoni
Moja miBo[ jest jak zapach dzikich traw
Zamykam oczy, ja pragn
Zamykam oczy, ja pBon
Rachelo!!!

Wiley - Trzy Noce Z Deszczem lyrics

Wiley - Trzy Noce Z Deszczem lyrics



Trzy Noce Z Deszczem by Wiley


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Trzy noce pBakaBem z deszczem bojc si tego
Malujc na piersiach krzy| swoj krwi, swoj krwi...
Trzy noce pBonBy tak niebo i ziemia
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Biegniemy po Bce nie znajc imienia
Malujc na piersiach krzy| swoj krwi, swoj krwi...
BiegBa[ ulic i padaB deszcz
On byB pijany i ona te|
Jak opowiedzie dzi[ o tym mam
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Yui - Crossroad lyrics

Yui - Crossroad lyrics



Crossroad by Yui


Hidamari no naka de hashagu kodomo tachi
Mizu shibuki agaru kedo
Umaku waraenakute tada bonyari
Sonna keshiki miteru
Henji no nai meeru bakari
Ki ni shite shimau no wa mou yame you
Aruki dasu boku tachi ni
Atatakai kaze ga fuita
Sayonara no kawari ni
Kotae nado
Mitsukerarenai deki goto ga
Kore kara mata
Bokura wo nayamaseru Baby
Tabidachi no crossroad
Watatte shimatta
Fukuzatsu ni sure chigau
Namida no katachi tte
Minna chigau hazu datte itteta
Komorebi ni me wo hosometa n da
Mabushi sugiru mirai ga yonderu
Aruki dase boku tachi wa
Atatakai kaze no naka ni
Tachi domatterarenai
Kotae nado
Mitsukerarenai deki goto ga
Kore kara mata
Bokura wo nayamaseru
Soba ni ita ano goro ga
Omoide ni kawatte yuku
Sayonara no kawari ni
Namikimichi shabon dama
Tooku made tonde kieta
Good bye
Kanashimi no mukou
Aruki dasu boku tachi ni
Atatakai kaze ga fuita
Sayonara no kawari ni
Kotae nado
Mitsukerarenai deki goto ga
Kore kara mata
Bokura wo nayamaseru Baby
Good bye my love oh baby

Yuki - Regime Mobstaz lyrics

Yuki - Regime Mobstaz lyrics



Regime Mobstaz by Yuki


[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo!
I'm a Regime original
My flow's aqua
She give me yo' snaps
She give you more claps than an opera
Street Sinatra, here to tease the shoppa
Yuk and Tech nigga
Godzilla and Mopra
Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya
Pop the glock to get the message across ya
You niggaz deserve an oscar, playin' doctor
I'ma silence you niggaz as if I was actors and flossa
For 2Pac ya drought nigga who shot ya
Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
We got twats on lock the tiny tots
My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
I rabaqua
Ish Hop
Ya mock my
Shit is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough
We reign the clocks got ya
Tech is coming way clean
If you ain't Regime
Then fuck ya!
[Poppa L.Q.]
We the real street criminals
Regime generals
Mash for the most
And we sell it for the minimum
We Regime alliants
With appetites of giants
Hungry as some lions
We the kings of the jungle
Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble
Empires will crumble
Platinum rappers are humbles
Pissin' on you peasants
Whenever we make our presence
Original and authentic
Far from a gimmick
Suckers try and mimic
But they just can't get it
No, they don't have their mind on it
I don't hear no soul in it
They don't have they heart in it
We gone put a hole in it
To go hardcore
All we do is go hard
Cuts them chicken's off
But we let 'em go hard
Regardless who you are
We will break you off a bar
Load off the hollows
Discharge 'em in your car
It's Regime nigga
And it gets no bigger!
[Gonzoe]
The life of a gangsta
Ice and big bangers
The skyline changes
Cat, we live dangerous
Fuck who you came wit'
This where the game twist
Seperate the Regime nigga from the nameless
Hit 'em with the stainless
Show 'em what pain is
Speak that language
Work them angles
Y'all get mangled
We street niggaz
And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!)
Real shit
I split ya frame du'
Have ya name all mixed up with bad news
What you tryna prove
I blow you out ya shoes
Y'must got my team confused
We make the rules
Break yo' face then bust the .2
What you accustomed to
Nigga this what a hustler do
When Gonzoe and my niggaz lace ya crew
Regime!
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
[Monsta Ganjah]
Regime the regiment
Worldwide confederates
Suspects and federates
Villains, killers and terrorists
Radicals individuals
Money making material
Underrated and hated
But over time we made it
And dedicated to get it
To never sleep I hate it
Forget about the bullshit
These niggaz rather debate it
On these streets is how I get it
A fetish for living Hellish
It's talented how sell it
Then cock it back and pull it
I'm serious when I do it
No it ain't nothing to it
Snatch ya chains
Splatter brains
Acting like they knew it
Regime the new team
Kill for the cash green
Split spleens to crush dreams
Empty out magazines
Holla back to swallow stacks
Treat 'em like dope fiends
Anything you need I got
I'll be your first thing
A hustler
My nature, never to fall
Regime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw
[Dorasel]
Niggaz know me sell
I don't give a fuck
I keep it tucked
It's the dirty sizzle
Regime missle
That's what's up
Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus
We fuckers
Don't wanna buck us
I keep my niggaz dirty like truckers
Nigga you heard me
Been in the game pretendin for better
Nigga whatever
You fucking with a war nigga
Yo fuck rappin, I'll kill ya
Dorasel'll smack ya franchise
Playa it's over
Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth
And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover
I told you I'm the dirtiest
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
Fuckin' wit' my street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat nigga
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin' a sweet nigga
Business as usual
We back up on the rocks wit' it
I'm feeding my fiends
I do it cuz my pops did it
Still got the same heater
My niggaz leaking shots with it
?? bitch ass
So they can think my cock did it
[Grant Rice]
Regime!
'Til they slay me and they lay me
Seize deep, pushin daisey's in Hades
Regime!
'Til the plate's clean
My brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstream
Until they pay me
Regime!
Until the Heavens fall
A weapon's kept in my drawers
To protect the every cause I represent
And every car
Second of we'll never fall
Fo' the mumbles, sumble, crumble not!
I'm a hustle mayan
Turn the fuckin' crum into an oven bake cake
Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done
So real and scary
Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun
I'm in it to menace
And sinnin from minute to minute
'Til I finish, all riddled they gimmicks and image they mimic
Specific I'll slay them
Stitch 'em and pitch 'em to the franchise
Regime ride to empire
Grant Rice!
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
{*Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*}
Yea nigga! You can't fuck wit us nigga
Regime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - igga!
[Yukmouth]
The thug lord ayatollah ran wit' twelve disciples
One hand held the Bible
One hand held the rifle *gunshot*
All hail my arrival
From VL's Disciples
To Crips and Piru's and rivals
Run for survival
It's murderin' mayhem
Them birds on the grayhound
From the curb of they town
Get served and sprayed down *gunshots*
Pounds of Earth'll break down
The cops run a search and shake down
Ever since I signed with my niggaz from H-Town
Prince J and stayed down
Made me put them cakes down
I run the Bay now
Shake and break like earthquakes now
And fuck hoes, ass up face down
Regime rock throw backs gats
Fitted caps and gats
Jags, Benzes, Lex and
A branch fell but the tree won't fall
We stand tall
We gone ball
This Regime bitch!
[Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)

Wiley - Urke lyrics

Wiley - Urke lyrics



Urke by Wiley


Nic nie przychodzi do gBowy
Samotny czBowiek w [rodku dnia
ZupeBnie sam na ulicy gwar
Zgubione szcz[cie
Nigdy nie wraca, choby[ chciaB
Tyle w |yciu si zmienia
Zaufaj przeznaczeniu
Ref.:
Pijemy za lepszy czas
Za ka|dy dzieD, który w |yciu trwa
Za ka|de wspomnienie, co |yje w nas
Niech |yje jeszcze przez chwil
Ref.
Nic nie przychodzi do gBowy
Nic nie poprawisz, choby[ chciaB
Czekaj na wiatr, zjawi si sam
Wykorzystaj t chwil
Mo|e Ci spotka w [rodku dnia
Nie tra wiary w marzenia
Tyle jest do stracenia
Ref. (4x)

Wildhearts - Down on london lyrics

Wildhearts - Down on london lyrics



Down on london by Wildhearts


Hi, I feel low, like I just don’t know which way to go
It’s a game, it’s a play and it’s waiting to blow anyday
Cos I want it, need it, sh*t it and breathe it
Breaking the thorn in my side
With the hollow views and the last weeks news
I’m inclined to be blind out of something to do
In the
Town – I never get enough of it
Town – I only get too much of it
Town – I’m falling out of love with it
The price goes up, the lives go down, I’m so sick of London town
Cold to the bone and I still don’t know which way is home
And the chains keep me tied to the parasite city of lies
To the fakers, mimers, two feet climbers, let’s drink a toast to the town
When the stories rebound try to hold me down
You make me thankful for who I am
In the
Town – I never get enough of it
Town – I only get too much of it
Town – I’m falling out of love with it
The price goes up, the lives go down, I’m so sick of London town
I used to hear them blowing up the radio, I’d hear the music and I’d go to see the show
It don’t mean much to me, all the same
Like I’m standing in the crowd with only myself to blame
Yeah, should I go for the throat?
Or just wade through the quicksand?
Of this rock n roll wasteland
Instead of sleazing around being a Guns ‘n Rose
While their choking on whiskey to complete the pose
Where’d the good times go?
In the
Town – I never get enough of it
Town – I only get too much of it
Town – I’m falling out of love with it
The price goes up, the lives go down, I’m so sick of London town
London town
Town, London town

Yuki - Smile lyrics

Yuki - Smile lyrics



Smile by Yuki


Yuk, what, thug lord, regime
West coast, Yukmouth, Mac Mac, uh, check
(Verse 1: C-Bo)
Mission arrives upon all means, all the cream
Baddest bitches you ever seen tatted wit regime
Thug Lord, wit the real hard core
Keepin it crackin once, prepared for war
Three of the downest nigga's you ever imagined and go platinum
Known to keep it crackin wheter it's packin or scrapin
Jackin a rapper, shit I give it up if I can smile
Ballin and repent somebody smile for me baby
Then made it across the crossroads
Skated the boss mode
Now me, Mac and Yuk escalatin in floss mode
Jaguar's, bad broad's, anything you ask for
Motorcycle's, and fast cars, I ask the lord to forgive me
To keep me in this, I'm livin is for my children
I can't eat without another million
I'm livin life in the fast lane, champagne to wash away ya pain
Them tears, that I been holdin in for years, smile for me
(Chorus:1x)
Smile, smile, oh smile
I only wanna see you smile
Smile, oh smile, oh yeah
(Verse 2: CJ Mac)
How many words can make a average man sit and try
Picture my lies, throwin bricks besides a business
Tried crippin for life
Tried dippin around this bitch without a clippin tonight
Tried chips for somethin, homocidal call it crime, we cursed
All we know we havin dreams in mirror's
Fast cars, bad bitches, and teams to kear
Crack the seal loc, pour me out a shot of that filth
So I can drown in all my feelins inside, we all lit
Ha, dustin off the chronic ash and blast
Caught up in a mash of cash, we want it fast
I'm slippin, dirty I'm home, family won't hug me
But that's how the livin as is gonna be, so fuck em
I reak of scandalous schemes, and livin fast
It's like the second when I'm sayin by my hour glass, damn
Been at ?????, and livin buckwild
But i'll give it all up to pop a smile, I wish that I could smile
(Chorus:1x)
(Verse 3: Yukmouth)
Ayo, I wake up every mornin praisin the lord
Thankin the lord for bein my shootin arm
Keepin a soldier safe in his war
I worry about livin no more, get paid and stayin on tour
Receivein my blessings, the lord
That's why I quit stresstin no more
Now I can keep my tech in the drawer, and keep my vest on the floor
I'm still protected by the lord like never before
Acceptin the lord, for sakes, still respectin the lord
Praise his name for what you got
Cause what you got really ain't yours
It's the lords, and we his children
He want us all to pay for jewelry
Livin in mansions inside a apartment buildings
If we can stop this stealin, If we can stop the sinnin
If we can stop the killings, start prayin, start repentin
And ask god for forgiveness, the fatherfull forgiveness
And feel the spirtural healin, and god's by witness
So keep the pray for, even if you was raised hard
I was buried in the graveyard, until I praised god
(Chorus until fade)

Yuki - So Ignorant lyrics

Yuki - So Ignorant lyrics



So Ignorant by Yuki


[Nate Dogg]
Everytime I smoke
I smoke indo smoke
It happens every time I drink
Somebody better call my shrink
I'll beat it 'til the pussy's weak
Some niggaz don't sleep man I don't blink
Sometimes I think I over-think
Sometimes I feel like, somebody's watchin me
[Chorus]
You motherfuckers can't figure it
Why niggaz so ignorant, ignorant
You motherfuckers can't figure it
Why niggaz so ignorant, ignorant
We drink beer and smoke cigarettes
Cause we niggaz so ignorant, ignorant
We bang bang cause we ignorant
Motherfuckers can't figure it, figure it
[Kokane]
I'm the epitome of this rap game
The most controversial name, they call me Kokane
I'm so ignorant, black ladies be hidin they purse with white ladies
Fifty niggaz in a Navigator, and a Range Rover
Blowin bomb sticky doja
Lookin at these studio gangsters gettin over
It's Yuk and Kokane and Nate Dogg, we stay true
Snatch yo wack ass off stage - we all gonna laugh at you
Ah, I wear the same khakis for about four days
And I, I don't brush my teeth, cause I got tooth decay
I keep the door open when I shit
And if I'm fucked up sometimes, I forget to flush it EWWW
Fuck respectin my elders, they ain't gon' get it soft
Cut in front of a 80 year old lady, and flip her ass off
I taught my 13 year old son how to slang
PCR, Dogghouse when I bang, and I'm out, nigga
[Chorus]
[Yukmouth]
What? Nigga, ery'thang, ery'thang..
Motherfuckers get sprayed fuckin wit Yuk, Kokane and Nate
Since back in the day, been slangin crack nay, packin a gauge
Diamond taps on our braids, pack a case, stack it away
Y'all niggaz perform overseas then back to the states
When subtractions are made, thug money the blueprint
+Regime Killers+, my click too sick, we rule shit
And to spit at a few clicks, rob motherfuckers who move bricks
Pop motherfuckers wit loose lips
Bitches who snitch out's finna get hit, get put in a ditch
Yukmouth runnin, livin this shit
"Ice Cream Man," I invented this shit
Ain't no gimmicks to this, my shit is rugged and hardcore
Give Killa Cali niggaz what they starve for
Bring y'all war like, "What's the issue?"
I shoot up everybody, even an ugly fat bitch too
If I get you (?) (?) another shit on you ridiculous
Give that nigga some tissue, let that bitch know, I'm ig'nant
[Chorus]
[Kurupt]
Are you real motherfuckers, for real motherfucker?
Well I ain't real, I'm ultramagnetic bitch
I'm somethin you don't wanna fuck wit
I'm the nigga wit the pistol, launchin six from the clip
I'ma eclipse the moon like pitch black nigga
Nate, Yuk, Kokane, Kurupt we back nigga
Yak in a 'llac nigga, Young ready to collapse lungs
Two shots make slums collapse niggaz
See me face to face, talk that shit
Pretend you on the +moon+ Michael +walk+ that shit
What up pretty mama, a.k. pretty bitch
This Kurupt, I know you fucks to get rich
I met many bitches, in my day
Got the homies on the left side, holdin the 'K
Kurupt, the analytical, phenonomal, the most anticipated
Highly hated, top graded
Ig'nant than a motherfucker, I don't give a fuck
[Chorus]