Memphis Bleek lyrics
Memphis Bleek lyrics
"From My Hood To Your Hood lyrics"
Ambulances lyrics
Yea There's somthing in your ways That makes me wanna stay here for a thousnd years So just cry your fears, yea I need you everyday Inside you I just want to wype away your fears So just cry your tears yea I wish I was with you
(feat. Beanie Siegel)
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
You ass cat
[Beani Siegel]
I'm dat kid
Dat'll catch a himmy and post bail
Get locked for another niggas body
Won't tell
Get head from a dime bitch
And won't nail
Bag a dime from a half a brick
Wit no scale
[Memph Man]
Yo you know where to find meMy Homie Baby Mama lyrics
I don't know. She ain't even looking that good. (kinda fat) Even so, i think i'd probably fuck her if i could. (kinda fat like that) It's just sumpthin bout the way her titties swing around. (boing) Wiping poo-poo of they babie's butt, i think i wanna take her
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[Memphis Bleek]
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
You ass cat
[Beani Siegel]
I'm dat kid
Dat'll catch a himmy and post bail
Get locked for another niggas body
Won't tell
Get head from a dime bitch
And won't nail
Bag a dime from a half a brick
Wit no scale
[Memph Man]
Yo you know where to find me
I don't know. She ain't even looking that good. (kinda fat) Even so, i think i'd probably fuck her if i could. (kinda fat like that) It's just sumpthin bout the way her titties swing around. (boing) Wiping poo-poo of they babie's butt, i think i wanna take her
Two first and Siegel
Niggas know not to try me
Post wit a shotty
Tims on how I be
All blacked out
Hoody on wit da crack out
[B Mac]
You can catch Mac in Marcy
4-5-6ing it
Orange Bo Jackons
New York Knicking it
Durag Nautica sweats
Slaughter da set
Dope spot rushin'
Set up shop on Flushing
[Chorus]
From my hood to your hood
Yo I got you nigga
From block to your block
Yo I got you nigga
My bitch to your bitch
My
Candyman lyrics
La-da-da-daaaa Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah [The Pimp] I'm comin' hard with this killa game And I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke Young shawty it's a pimp in the air And if you really didn't care, what you callin' me for It's a
ood to your hoodLa-da-da-daaaa Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah [The Pimp] I'm comin' hard with this killa game And I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke Young shawty it's a pimp in the air And if you really didn't care, what you callin' me for It's a
My block to your block
Aiyo I got you nigga
[2x]
[Beanie Mac]
Tray snub in da club
Real high when I come through
Layin' blood in da club
You can die if you want to
I stay strapped
Slugged you out
That's how I ride in da jungle
Imagine Mac
"What a Thug About"
Live in da Tunnel
[Memph Bleek]
I roll up
Philly live
Pearl handle 4-5
Killer
Ginuwine drive
I ride or die
Me and Beanie got front doe
Puttin' in w
A Ballad Of Death And Obsession lyrics
She stands at the top of the castlewallshe gazes at the seashore belowhalf a glass since the crimson of duskbut her sombre soul takes no notice of suchin her heart she longs for the angel of deathshe is stalked by the dream of his touchnecroman
rkShe stands at the top of the castlewallshe gazes at the seashore belowhalf a glass since the crimson of duskbut her sombre soul takes no notice of suchin her heart she longs for the angel of deathshe is stalked by the dream of his touchnecroman
And I'm a Brooklyn nigga
Put da semi to work
[Beanie Siegel]
Yeah you know how we play
From PA to BK
Smash and scrape scrape
Stash and break cake
You can feel the steel
Get cut or bust down
Front on tech ball
Smith and Wessin like Buck Town
[Memphis Bleek]
I'm in da 7-6 Jers
Wit twist up herb
Nigga got nerve
Frost bit wit no furs
Chofers
Straight to Philly no turns
Exit Ben Frankiln
To brake down da birds
[Chorus]