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Yolanda Adams — If We Could Remember слова | Yolanda Adams — If We Could Remember текст песни

Remember
If we could remember
The moment of our birth
We give our voice to songs and whispers
And no what life is worth
Remember, remember
Suddenly there s beauty
In peace there s all the past
And sorrow clings to angry questions
The days of dust at last
And morning holds us
When worlds come down and down
A dance of ghosts and ragged dreams
Spinning round, spinning round, spinning round
I remember, remember
If we could remember
The power of the light
That cripple prayers are sometimes exert
And hope survives the night, and hope survives the night
I remember, I remember, remember

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Yolanda Adams — Open Up My Heart слова | Yolanda Adams — Open Up My Heart текст песни

Alone in a room,
It’s just me and you.
I feel so lost, cause I don’t know what to do.
Now what if I choose,
The wrong thing to do.
I’m so afraid, afraid of disappointing you.
(chorus)
So I need to talk to you, and ask you for your guidance.
Especially today, when my world is so cloudy.
Guide me until I’m sure, I’ll open up my heart.
My hopes and dreams,
Are fading fast.
I’m all burned out,
And I don’t think my strength is gonna last.
So I’m crying out, crying out to you ooooohhhhh
Lord I know that you’re the only one, who is able to pull me through.
Repeat chrous
So show me how, to do things your way, don’t wanna make the
same mistakes, over and over again.
Your will be done, and I’ll be the one.
To be sure that it’s carried out and in me I don’t want any doubt
That’s why I wanna talk to you yes I do, and ask you for your guidance.
Especially this day, when my life is so cloudy, Lord guide
me until I’m sure, I open up my heart.

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Yolanda Adams — I Gonna Be Ready слова | Yolanda Adams — I Gonna Be Ready текст песни

I say a prayer every night, whatever I do, I’ll get it right
With no regret, no guilt or shame this time, no not this time
Once I surrender, I won’t dare look back, cause if I do, I’ll get off track
Move ahead in faith, and patiently await your answer, what will it be
[Chorus:]
Sight beyond what I see
You know what’s best for me
Prepare my mind, prepare my heart
For whatever comes, I’m gone’ be ready
Strength to pass any test
I feel like I’m so blessed
With you in control, I can’t go wrong
‘Cause I always know, I’m gonna be ready
so ill tell anyone wholl listen ill testify about how good you were to me when
socalled friends passed me by
the fact that you showed someone so broke down
so much mercy
(CHORUS)
use me as you will ill pay the price cause you made the ultimatesacrifice
and its all because that i even have life
and ill give my love as a tribute to how great you are
CHORUS

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Yolanda Adams — Im Gonna Be Ready слова | Yolanda Adams — Im Gonna Be Ready текст песни

I say a prayer every night
Whatever I do, I’ll get it right
With no regret, no guilt or shame this time (no not this time)
Once I surrender, I won’t dare look back
‘Cause if I do, I’ll get off track
Move ahead in faith
And patiently await your answer
What will it be
Sight beyond what I see
You know what’s best for me
Prepare my mind, prepare my heart
For whatever comes, I’m gone’ be ready
Strength to pass any test
I feel like I’m so blessed
With you in control, I can’t go wrong
‘Cause I always know
I’m gonna be ready
I was free to do what I wanted to
Lost everything, but I still had you
You showed me your grace
Now my life’s renewed and I thank you (yes.. I thank you)
So I’ll tell anyone who’ll listen, I’ll testify
About how good you were to me when so call friends passed me by
The fact that you would show somebody so broke down
So much mercy…
Chorus
So use me as you will
I’ll pay the price
‘Cause made the ultimate sacrifice
It’s all because of you that I even have life
And I’ll give my love as a tribute to how great you are…
Chorus
I’m gonna be ready(3x)
I’m gone…be ready

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Yingyang Twins — Whistle while you twerk слова | Yingyang Twins — Whistle while you twerk текст песни

chorus} whistle while you twurk
go head and start and make that
pussy fart and whistle while you
twurk (twurk summin).
{ying yang twins}
ying yang in this thang
(ying yang).
(repeat 8x’s)
{verse1}
Let me see you make that pussy fart
good lord make it shake like a salt shaker
to hard get it up to you can’t ugh no moe
see I love when you hoes take it to tha floor
baby bounce biggy bounce ugh it’s on you
shouty you can twurk in your skirt if you want
to see we came to keep it crunk for ya all night
put a dub in tha club show me what I like.
{verse2}
These bitches make money in tha club these
hoes like to take it off for a thug you can’t come
with nothin less than a dub or she lookin at yo ass
like a scrub these hoes like it when a nigga show em
love and she’ll show you what she really made of I
guarantee yo ass wouldn’t get enough tell her pop that
shit drop that shit «WHAT».
{chorus}
(repeat 1x)
{verse3}
Where them hoes that’s buying me a ticket I thank
they all dance at club nikki’s now where them hoes who
be spittin that game I thank they all dance at tha blue flame
where them hoes that be hard booty shakin I thank they all
dance at tha foxxy lady.
{verse4}
I know she a shakin booty hoe no teaser she ain’t no sceaser
when ya all fat pleaser now where them bitches that be quick to
show them titties I thank they all dance at tha magic city I know
some bitches that be quick to take over you got tha green on your
scene and strokers.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) gotta
make that money for sure (sure) you got some
nice lookin titties body look pretty so don’t be
scared to twurk (twurk summin).
{verse5}
Say them niggaz in tha club wanna hate wanna touch
her pussy and never wanna pay I said shouty fuck that
nigga do your thang I see your crunk tiger stripe G- strang
it’s bout that dollar bill then pepermint see them hoes represent
for their rent.
{verse6}
If you in a booty club and you get your money spent and baby
mama now she wonder where it went.
{chorus}
(repeat1x)
{verse7}
Some of these bitches be real they hard knock once
you get em crunck they start and they want stop hoes
get naked for cheese they love that take tha baddest bitch
in tha club I fucked that some these bitches been crunk since
first day some of these bitches in tha club they don’t play half
these bitches who shake it they turn gay niggaz gone pay to see
pussy anyway (ahh,ahh).
{verse8}
Some of these niggaz be walkin tha thin line fuckin
wit these hoes wit no clothes and no mind baby girl out
to get money she gone shine everyday of work she gone be
there on time her pussy poppin shouty be sweatin like she
noid kinda like tha way that thang be like a hard turn around
yeah that’s it good lord tryin to do a chinese split and make it
fart.
{Bridge}
And whistle while you twurk (twurk) and let me see you
work (work) get off in tha club wit a tru city thug and sip some
erk and jerk so if you want this floor (floor) just how low can you
go (go) let me see you grab tha pole and touch them toes now take
it to tha floor.
{chorus}
(repeat till fade)
{fadeing}
lil lower now .
(repeat till fade

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Yolanda Adams — Unconditional слова | Yolanda Adams — Unconditional текст песни

Unconditional, unconditional
Unconditional, unconditional
Who else would let someone nail them to a cross
For the sake of others so they would not be lost
No one, No one, will go that far for us
Who else would let someone get away with so much wrong
But still extend them great
No one, No one, have so much love for us
The kind of love he shows is unconditional
His love don’t come and go it’s unconditional
Who else but him
He’s a constant friend
Even when others turn them backs against
No one, No one is always there for us
So what kind of love
So even when your closest friends and family give up on you
There’s not a day when you can’t depend on him

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Yolanda Adams — The Things That We Do слова | Yolanda Adams — The Things That We Do текст песни

Verse 1:
Every day that goes by
Every moment you’ll find
There’s a broken heart
A tear is cried
A wish is made
That never comes true
And somewhere someone needs to be found
Chorus:
The things we do, the things we say
Are gentle rays of hope that touch us all each day
The things we do, the things we say
These are the greatest gifts we’ll ever give away
The things we do
Verse 2:
Every day in this life
Every moment you’ll find
A heart is healed
A dream is found
A tear is dried
And laughter is heard
And somehow someone’s life will be changed by
Chorus:
The things we do, the things we say
Are gentle rays of hope that touch us all each day
The things we do, the things we say
These are the greatest gifts we’ll ever give away
The things we do
Bridge:
Oh every hand that has been held
Has reached out for somebody else
In every move we make
Every day
We pass love on this way
Chorus

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Young Chris — Roc Army слова | Young Chris — Roc Army текст песни

[DJ Clue]
Part 1!
[Memphis Bleek]
The Roc!
[Jay-Z]
Roc, yeah y’all it’s the Roc
[DJ Clue]
New shit, Roc Army
(Chorus)
[Scratches (Jay-Z)]
«Memph, Memph, Memph, Memph Bleek» <--- Memphis Bleek (Roc-a-fella is the Army) "Mac, Mac, Mac" <--- Beanie Sigel "Sparks, O" <--- Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the Army) "Lil Chris, Lil Neef" <--- Beanie Sigel "Freeway" <--- Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the Army) "Killa," "Cam'Ron" <--- Cam'Ron "Jigga" <--- Jay-Z ("R-O-C Niggas") <--- Jay-Z (Roc-a-fella is the Army) [DJ Clue over the chorus] Jay-Z, Peedi Crakk Cam'Ron, Freeway What Clue [Jay-Z] Illest since the Row had it, nigga now the Roc got it Nigga get you blocka'ed lean em like a dope addict Hov the hustler, CD's a coke habit Ya dancing wit the devil, muh'fuckas is slow draggin (C'MON) Hov is big homie, Beanie is the co-captain [Freeway] I'll A.K. ya tee, don't forget about Free Chris and Neef, Sparks and Oski All my niggas on the streets get low with M. Bleek (Whew!) Who the fuck want what [Cam'Ron] It's the newest addition, mathematician Cracks in the kitchen, multiplication Rocks that I slash with precision Killa Cam Motherfucker [Freeway (Cam'Ron)] We got gats tearin the basement Mac in the car, clap from a distance (Kill ya man motherfucker) They track stars, half of them racin Run from the gate, straight to the district Freeway motherfucker These hatin niggas testing my patience (C'mon) Reach for the Smith-n (Chorus) [DJ Clue over the chorus] Dame Dash Dream Team [Sparks] ?Joey

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Yolanda Adams — Miracles And Blessings слова | Yolanda Adams — Miracles And Blessings текст песни

Lord I thank you for this day
That was not promised to me
Lord I thank you for my health and strength
And saving me one day
When I think about the things I want
Not the things God knows I really need
There are miracles and blessings for me
We complain about our shoes
When some people don’t have no feet
We complain about no money
But still the Lord does feed
For when I think about the things I want
Not the things God knows I really need
There are miracles and blessings for me
We need to trust God more and learn to love him more
And believe and keep the faith in what we cannot see
For when I think about the things I want
Not the things God knows I really need
There are miracles and blessings for me
We need to trust God more and learn to love him more (Jesus)
And believe and keep the faith in what we cannot see
For when I think about the things I want
Not the things God know I really need
There are miracles and many blessings
There are miracles and so many blessings
There are miracles many miracles many miracles
Many miracles many miracles and blessings
There are miracles and blessings for me

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Young Chris — Line Em Up слова | Young Chris — Line Em Up текст песни

[Intro — Freeway]
Thank you ladies and gentlemen!
Hold your applause
J’yeah, holla!
Its bout to go down, shut em down!
Just Blaze, Freeway! Young Chris! Young Guru!
The Roc is definately in the building!
J’yeah! uh, holla! uh oh! uh oh! uh oh! uh!
[Verse 1 — Freeway]
J’yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin
and beats stop knockin then Free still fuckin with Beans
R-U to the G-S, manuver the ve
throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys
one start up your whip
and the other start up your block
retarded just like a Carter
El Nino come take a sniff
or take a few of you like the glass zit
Stick shit in your artery ooouuu
Hustlin’s a part of me
Niggas retardin me
Come at the team wrong
its like a see-saw
They down and we up
The pound heat clowns up
I’m moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon’
?? and cocks like a school bus (why?)
It make stops and it picks kids up
and it wake up the block really early in the mornin
Word, niggas want drama? Then line em up!
[Chorus (repeated four times) — Freeway]
Uh uh uh Line em up!
Uh uh uh Line em up!
Uh uh Line em up!
I, I shut em down!
[Verse 2 — Freeway]
Listen, if the coke stop jumpin
and the block stop poppin
Then Free still fuckin with Schi!
M to the is-ash, come down with the gat
take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps
One, puff in my face and the other go in your face
Reatrded? This is a stick up
if you slow then pick up the pace
I came to take everything out your safe
and even snatch all your jewelry (oouuu)
Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be
singin the same song when money low
Ain’t no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know
amateurs

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Yolanda Adams — Im Thankful слова | Yolanda Adams — Im Thankful текст песни

You’re there to pick me up
Whenever I fall down
And I can’t say enough
‘Bout the things you’ve done for me
Without you in my life
I don’t know where I’d be
Release my heart felt praise
Gonna lift my voice and sing
[Chorus]
Gonna raise my hands up to the sky
Use every breath to glorify
Your name your work your way
‘Cause I’m so thankful
For life, for health, for strength to live
For sharing love and fellowship
For every blessing that you give
I’m thankful
You’re the brightest star
The universe has seen
And I’m so privileged
That you shine your light on me
So powerful so great
The ultimate creator
You gave the gift that we know as eternal life
[Chorus]
What’s happenin around me
Ain’t gonna change what I believe
I believe you sent the Holy Spirit to guide me
With knowledge and wisdom for all situations
‘Cause it ain’t always, ain’t good for ya no, no
It ain’t good, it ain’t good, it ain’t good
It ain’t good all the time
No, no
But I’m thankful for everything
You’ve done for me
Everything you’ve given me
I am thankful, Ohh
I am thankful, ooohhh
I am thankful, oohh
I am thankful
[Rap]
Raise my hands up to the sky
Use every breath to glorify
Your name, your work, your way
‘Cause I’m so Thankful
For life, for health, for strength to live
For sharing love and fellowship
For every blessing that you give
I’m thankful
[Chorus (to end)]

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Young Chris — Champions слова | Young Chris — Champions текст песни

[DJ Clue *echoes*]
Yeah… DJ Clue… Desert Storm… The Roc…
This shit right here… The Roc Army…
Dame Dash Presents… The Dream Team niggaz…
Word…
[samples from «We Are the Champions» used by Dream Team w permission of Queen]
Time after time I’ve done my sentence but committed no crime
I’ve done my sentence but committed no crime
I’ve done my sentence but committed no crime, crime, crime
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
[Dame Dash: speaking over Queen samples]
Sup y’all? Yo, this is Dame Dash the CEO
Here to welcome y’all to the Dream Team
What y’all niggaz thought I was gonna rap? Never
I’m just a little mad at niggaz comin at my neck
like my Team ain’t the best in the world… y’knahmsayin?
Like we ain’t got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway
[Chorus: exactly mirrors chorus of Queen’s «We Are the Champions»]
We are the champions, my friend
And we’ll keep on fighting, to the end
We are the champions, we are the champions
No time for losers cause we are the champions… of the world
[Dame Dash]
Got damn Kanye! I bet niggaz didn’t know you could rap huh? (They didn’t)
That’s my motherfuckin producer
This the producer on the Roc, he rap better than most rappers!
[Kanye West]
Well Dame if these niggaz thought about they self for a change
Then maybe they can finally figure out how to get they self some change
I done seen jealousy make niggaz do t-terrible things
How the song go, I do a hoe, oh yea shit’ll never change
That so, worry though, we are the cham-p-ions
Spend a lot of time in Hampt-i-ons, do a lot of beats you can’t be on
Damn all these fans can’t be wrong, damn B.I.G. you can’t be gone
Mak

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Young Chris Oschino Freeway Neef — Sun Dont Shine слова | Young Chris Oschino Freeway Neef — Sun Dont Shine текст песни

[Freeway]
Yeah…for my street niggas
[Chorus — girl singing (Oschino)]
The sun never shines in the ghetto
It always rains in the hood
Heavy metals ring in the ghetto
Everybody moves ‘caine in the hood (everybody move them things)
This for my niggas who stay in the ghetto (to my niggas stay in the ghetto)
It’s lots of shine in the ghetto
Too many haters in the hood (too hard, niggas be hatin)
Gotta watch what you doin
The ghetto only cop black shine in the hood (Freeway, Young Gunz)
This for my niggas who thug like street lights in the ghetto (Oschino)
[Verse One: Oschino]
Yo we gotta, hollow the gat, bottle the smack
When the cops pull up we gotta swallow the crack
All my niggas did time like Geronimo Prep
See the Benz like damn, what model is that
Oschino, the nigga who was locked in a cage
Niggas clockin my style like flavor flave
Fuck gettin the Source Award, or gettin Five Mics
I’m happy just gettin my daughter a pink bike
A roof over her head and some Barbie skates
It’s plenty of nights man, I hardly ate
I’m from where the summers dangerous, the winters is cold
And bitches pop Van X’s like birth control
I got bitches on death row, stuck with a cell number
So close to Jesus they got his cell number
The ghetto is trife, this is my life
How many rappers you know been down for murder twice?
[Verse Two: Neef]
Yo what up wit ch’all niggas
What it look like?
Throw it in the pot, see if the shit cook right
We can get it down, see if it bubble white or brown
Take it to the town and break my youngin’s down
It’s doin good, business is lookin fine
Get ’em for 20, but maybe 29
Youngin out on his grind, youngin poppin ’em nine’s
I’m a juvenile delinquent, youngin was doin time
Cause Judge Reynold’s left it up to my mom (what else?)
And I was thinkin like, damn ain’t that crazy?
But mom duke’s can’t live without her baaaby
I’m back home, thrity eight strong, out on my own
Thinkin, get it wit chrome
Fuck makin them songs, but my mind right now
And this rap shit be my grind right now (now…now…)
[Chorus — girl singing]
The sun never shines in the ghetto
It always rains in the hood
Heavy metals ring in the ghetto
Everybody moves Cain in the hood
This for my niggas who stay in the ghetto
It’s lots of shine in the ghetto
Too many haters in the hood
Gotta watch what you doin
The ghetto only cop black shine in the hood
This for my niggas who thug like street lights in the ghetto
[Verse Three: Young Chris]
You wanna shit on? I’m on your boy like the narc’s on ’em
You ever heard a nigga’s lawyer scared to talk for him?
Creep in the dark on him, the led bark on him
I’m on his head til the Fed’s spread chalk for him
That’s how we do it dawg, these the last days
Yeah I had my bad days, I been through it ch’all
But I grew back (grew back)
Got my groove back (groove back)
That’s how we do in trainin, cockin them two’s back
Same dudes namin’, givin up news
Gettin up on the stand, endin up on the news
It’s fucked up what that pressure’ll do
And you don’t wanna fuck up when they questionin you
Lecturin you, tryin to get shit up outta you
Crucial beatdowns til the bitch come up outta you
Cris come up outta you, dough that ain’t right to do
Put that dough and get your body viewed
[Verse Four: Freeway]
Let me get five for twenty, or seven for thrity
That shit that you hear in the ghetto
They don’t care in the hood
Cop four twenties and seven thirties
Then niggas disappear from the ghetto
Get snatched from the hood
Feds grab ’em, and some get put in the dirt
Some live in grime, good with the work
Stick up kids get hit with the nine
But the funeral parlor good with embalming fluid
Good with the hearst
Some niggas don’t even grind
But still make a stack every other night, good with the dice
So it don’t even matter, get hungry in the hood
Miss Low is sharp with the platters, good with the rice
And her daughter’s just like her
Shootouts, they stash my guns, and I got away good with the knifes
The end of the nights, stash my ones
Cause I’m good with the rocks, the smokers good with pipes
[Chorus]

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Yolanda Adams — Yet Still I Rise слова | Yolanda Adams — Yet Still I Rise текст песни

Verse 1:
Shattered, but I’m not broken
Wounded, but time will heal
Heavy the load, the cross I bear
Lonely the road I trod, I dare
Shaken, but here I stand
Weary, Still I press on
Long are the nights, the tears I cry
Dark are the days, no sun in the sky, yes
Chorus:
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in against all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
At times I feel low
Yet still I rise
Sometimes I’m troubled, but not in despair
Struggling, I make my way through
Trials, they come to make me strong
I must endure, I must hold on
Chorus
Above all my problems
Above all my eyes can see
Knowing God is able to strengthen me
To strengthen me
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Oh, Never to give in against all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
At times I feel low
Yet still I
I need to know which way to go
Yet still I
At times I feel low
Yet still I
Oh Oh Oh I rise
Yet still I rise
Oh yes I do, yeah yeah

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Yolanda Adams — Hell Arrive (Coming Back) слова | Yolanda Adams — Hell Arrive (Coming Back) текст песни

Chorus:
Jesus is coming back, Time to make up for all you lack
Neither you nor I know the day or the time He’ll arrive, he’ll arrive
Verse 1:
There are things that seem Right in your mind
Until the time in life When things must change
Will you sacrifice a little Of your time to get right
Now is the time …
Chorus
Verse 2:
Coming like a thief in the night In the night for your life
And He’ll catch you off guard
If your heart ain’t right Don’t hesitate
The longer that you wait It may be too late
And you don’t want it to End that way
Bridge: Ohh(ad lib) Get right, Get right
Chorus

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Young blood & killa — F*** yawl remix слова | Young blood & killa — F*** yawl remix текст песни

F*** yawl remix
F*** wit ur soul I prove u lost already ur taboo ho this what u made ur leader of rocaa a fella I rock hoes yall rock fellaz c?mon fella yall B**** start B****** start snitching my gun start switchen flipen step up to me taboo hoe git pump up ur A** my gun peck out and go fast man pussy u a lil punk go out the back sit and let go better ur not im the original hot boy u aint nuten but a big fat lip boy hot hot I got the hot gurls u think u better than me u no who I b take over ur company u aint nuten else buttley but I try to fight my enenmy but I seen the devil in my empty glass of hennessy u get F*** in prison that wall shake a square prism.
That my anthem F*** jay-z I make more recordz cop follow me to my place like u they found no trace putt a gun to ur head I kid nap u I shot u 6 times in ur chest and I still don?t like u this my world
Come back for the very first time I the leader of this rap gang. What 50 gonna do cry like a B***** run to the cops and snitch like a bitch.wanna be g-units chiefs but u acts like a priest.
Lets get back oon my verse F*** wit me I put u in a small cage hearse my pistol getting happy I think its bout to bust. Trust me on that u not man enough to talk about me in my face will u run ur mouth behind my back I bet u waiting me to bend over so u can look at my crack.
Yeah nigga its over u know
F*** yawl remix
Younge blood feat: killa

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Yolanda Adams — Believe слова | Yolanda Adams — Believe текст песни

when the ride
has its ups and downs
to turn your pretty face
to an ugly frown
seems that when i fix one thing
another one comes
clouding up my vision
but i can feel the sun
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in ordewr to have my victory
i gotta believe
i have to see
myself at the finish line
i have to visualize
that everything will fall in line
i have to visualize the land
while riding throught the storm
i have to trust in my father
and open up my heart
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe thast i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my vitory….
oh heartbreak (i can handle it)
and heart pain (i can handle it)
being let down (i can handle it)
no ones around (i can handle it)
i believe i can (i can handle it)
i recieve i can (i can handle it)
and now in walkin right into my victory
i believe that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my victory….
(say it with me know)
i belive that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i amspecial
in every way
but in order to have my victory
i gotta believe

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Yolanda Adams — The Battle Is The Lords слова | Yolanda Adams — The Battle Is The Lords текст песни

There is no pain. Jesus can’t feel.
No hurt he can not heal.
All things work,
according to his perfect will.
No matter what,
your going threw.
Remember God is using you.
For the battle is not yours.
It’s the Lords.
There is no sadness.
Jesus can’t heal
and there is no sorrow
Jesus can’t feel.
All things work according to
the Masters Holy Will.
For the battle is not yours.
It’s the Lords
(It’s the Lords)
It’s the Lords.
It is the Lords.
Hodl your head up high.
Don’t your cry. It’s the Lords.
No matter what. Your going threw
remember God is using you.
For the battle is not yours. It’s the Lords

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Yolanda Adams — Yeah слова | Yolanda Adams — Yeah текст песни

VERSE: Can I be committed is the question in my head
all the issues in my life keep holdin’ me back
can I live up to the standard seems so hard to do
but then you tell me take my hand you’ll help me make it through oohh>
CHOURS: You ask me child do u love me
and I say yeah yeah yeah
but will you just give up everything
and follow me yeah yeah yeah.
VERSE: We talk periodically,it should be everyday
can imagine how it would be if i let you lead the way
no broken hearts,less scars,less roads that never have an end
so I’ll throw away my pride let down
my guard lord hear I am ooohhh.
CHOURS:You ask me child do u love me
and I say yeah yeah yeah
(but will u just) but will
you just give up everything
and follow me yeah yeah yeah.
Hook: When I just stop and think of all that you’ve done for me how can I say
anything but yeah(yeah)yeah(yeah)yeah(yeahhh)
Repeat Chours:(3x)

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Yingyang Twins — Ying Yang In This Thang слова | Yingyang Twins — Ying Yang In This Thang текст песни

Get to the floor, aint no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum’
Get to the floor, aint no time run
Ying Yang in this thang, let me ya twurk sum’
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pussy like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it — that’s for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew
Hoes get crunk for cheese, damn skippy
Like the bar kays and pay the little whippy
In they jazzy T’s, bitches on they knees
Tryna make a nigga pay they ass to see a breeze
Hoes get crunk, for sho, for Gino
Steal from the strill, these bitches is on the pole
One on tope, but one down low
Ask them hoes if bout to to take it to the floor, HA
This one for the playas, this one for the g’s
This one for the thugs that ride them gold d’s
X’s and O’s, wanna fuck these hoes
Talkin bout they closed, you know how it goes
Hit the club just to see ya little ass
Every nigga in the club got cash
Smokin weed, sippin hin, gettin drunk
Pop that pussy and getta nigga crunk
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pussy like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it — that’s for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew
You knew it all along, my pussy was hot
Everytime you licked the cat, it was like a fuckin hot
Now I cant getcha to leave me alone,
small dick ass nigga, take yo ass home
I thought you could fuck, but I had no luck
Stupid ass nigga, you just fucked my day up
The way to make it better, all good and fat
get down on yo knees, and lick the cat
Spin summin, spin summin (Come here)
Spin summin, spin summin (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
Hoodrats in this thang (Come here)
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Ying Yang in this thang, (Ying Yang)
Pop that pussy like you suppose to to
Shack that ass like it — that’s for Lou
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a nigga horny like 2 Live Crew
Lets keep it real, lets keep it real, now heres the deal
Some hoes be pussy poppin for a fuckin happy meal
They phony, they direspect, they get neglect
They all up on the stage, it the mitch match sets
White top, pink drawers on, what in the fuck did they call you
Need ta go to the drawin board, you dont get the free award
What we like, juicy booty bitches, with the fat friends
Fake hoes get off the stage, and let the real hoes represent
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
Twurk sum, twurk sum (Come out)
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang
I say them niggas wanna hate, it’s all in the game
We gon make them pop that pussy, Ying Yang in this thang

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Yolanda Adams — The Prayer слова | Yolanda Adams — The Prayer текст песни

—Verse (Yolanda)—
I pray You’ll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer
When we lose our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with Your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe
—Verse (Donnie)?(Yolanda)
I pray we’ll find Your light (I pray we’ll find Your light)
And hold it in our hearts (and hold it in our hearts)
When stars go out each night (stars go out each night)
Remind us where You are (remind us where You are)
Let this be our prayer (let this be our prayer)
When shadows fill our day (when shadows fill our day)
(D) ? Oh Lord, lead us to a place, oh my
(Y) ? Guide us with Your grace (guide us with Your grace)
(D/Y) ? Give us faith so we’ll be safe
Both:
A world where pain and sorrow will be ended
And every heart that’s broken will be mended
And we’ll remember we are all God’s children
Reaching out to touch you, reaching to the sky
We ask that life be kind (we ask that life be kind)
And watch us from above (and watch us from above)
We hope each soul will find (we hope each soul will find)
Another soul to love (another soul to love)
(D/Y) ? Let this be our prayer (let this be our prayer)
(D) ? Just like every child (just like every child)
Both:
Needs to find a place
Guide us with Your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
Needs to find a place
Guide us with Your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe

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Yolanda Adams — Shining Star слова | Yolanda Adams — Shining Star текст песни

When you wish upon a star
Your dreams will take you very far
But, when you wish upon a dream
Life ain’t always what it seems
What’d you see on night so clear
In the sky so very dear
You’re a shining star
No matter who you are
Shining bright to see
What you could truly be
You can be what you wanna be
Do what you wanna do
As long as you know there’s a star in you
Believe in yourself
Shining star come in to view
Shine its watchful light on you
Gives you strength to carry on
Makes your body big and strong
On an adventure of the Son (that’s S-o-n)
Thought my work had just begun
Found out, found out
Thought I had to stir the mood
I can do all things through You
So, if you find yourself in need
Why don’t you listen to these words of heed
Be a child that’s free of sin
These are words of wisdom
«Yes I can, yes I can,» because

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Yolanda Adams — Fo Sho слова | Yolanda Adams — Fo Sho текст песни

featuring Karen Clark Sheard)
You may see me laughing
You may see me crying
But you won’t see me give up
I’ll just keep on trying
Though sometimes it get hard
Hard to see my way
But I got you in my life
It’s makes it ok
There are times I’m up
And there are times I’m down
There are times I’m smiling
There are times I’m frown
Sometimes I done wrong
But I still sing my song
Even when I’m weak, I know you make me strong
I’ve learned how to do it
How to do it now
When to shut my mouth
When to speak out loud
I’m happy to know
Have you asked my friend
‘Cause others will come and go
But you’ll be there ’till the end

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Young Bleed — Times so hard слова | Young Bleed — Times so hard текст песни

Chorus:
Mo.B Dick and O’Dell
We wont be neglected
We wont be denied
We will not be hated
cause we’re hustlin to survive
Times so hard
tryin to make it
Times so hard
tryin to make it
Fiend:
Now all jokes aside
I’m having to realize I’m still breathing
Since a baby teasin i knew i was gonna live
Even reasons after celebrated seasons we was broke
Hope was selling dope
or robbing these other folks
i know every bad confrontayion that we was facing
I’m a young black male what would you do in my situation
Lately dozen altercation that win like a deck of cards
sayin we all out if you gonna accept the lord
Chorus
Master P:
Bad times my cousin had done
I sent two g’s to his wife and son I’m sayin
Dear god dont take me
why these bitches and these niggas tryin ta break me
I see dead presidents my friends get bent and mama
in the ghetto tryin to pay the rent
in high school used to be kings and queens
came home of a two now they jackers and fiends Ugh!
Survival play ghetto games
lose your life these days for some yards or gold rings
Chorus
Young Bleed:
Can you visualize perfection in a section of a crib
And a yard full of ghetto kids
when i was dreamin and creamin and wasnt makin no money
steady hustlin high to make it for niggas to die for me
thats gonna forever be real
and nigga thats regardless feelin like I’m still in my faith
I’m hollowed headed and heartless
balancing life on a triple beam and gambling with the arts of fate
and niggas got the nerve to playa hate
a young nigga in this game to survive with a 45
lookin at the sky gettin so high nigga
above the law with underguard right between the sky and the earth
aint touchin dirt claim to the dirty game for what it’s worth
Chorus

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Young Bleed — Lil poppa got a brand new bag слова | Young Bleed — Lil poppa got a brand new bag текст песни

Young Bleed]
Go get that paper Lil Pop, fuck all that drama and drag
Don’t stop for nuttin my noggin just put it down with a sag
I never knew nothin better than choppin cheddar for cheese
Passin my enemies, blowin in the breeze
Don’t make it no murder my nigga, niggaz die young where I’m from
Sippin on redrum, poppin til the dead drunk
Make money my nigga but keep it real doe cause Soldier boyz
be stompin in steel toes, with nuttin to live foe, ya heard me fool?
That’s how I come up, that’s how it go down
Niggaz and bitches make the world go ’round, without a sound
We clown low down and dirty with the Dirty Dirty flippin
from a nickel bag of weed, to a thirty thirty
Holla at ya boy, umeployed, in the welfare line gettin mine
smellin like a pound of paiyan, however we shine
in blind fury dodgin the judge and the jury
They wanna beat me but can’t see me cause they vision too blurry
I ride from state to state, seein them checkin my plate
It’s like, everywhere you go they gotta playa hate a nigga main
I do my thang from here to Maine, like it ain’t no thang (What? Uhh)
Cause see you gotta let em hang main, fuck that shit
[Maxinelli]
Nigga, get your minnnnd right, cause when the timmmmme’s right
Niggaz’ll put yo’ ass to sleep, I thinks deep (Huh bro?)
Fuck what you heard, you gots to see to believe
And if you blind to visualize a nigga chasin this cheese
Down on my knees at my bedside, sayin my grace
cause in the mornin I’ll be gone a nigga makin my way, OK
I keep em jumpin like the jacks to little macks, my netti
ready for confedi and FUCK what they tryin to tell me
I’m bout to get it and the only way I know
is rappin if it don’t happen I’m makin bitches hit the flo’, you know
Fuck block to block hoe, it’s coast to coast, and it’s easy
we G and do it legit those raps with locs
On the fork but game sharper than a surgeon for scalpel
You wanna battle no hassle come let me kick it whatcha asked foe
and razzle yo’ ass, nut up like heaven and hash
as my little brain’s tearin the tenament blast; they pity ass
but I’m flickin my ashes stickin asses of bastards
Fieldin shit like flea flickers and kickin it with G niggaz
See what you makin with the raise at your job
is what a nigga like this here can shake two days in the mob
and I could (do what main?) be my own boss employed by the streets
I’m chasin Jakes and player haitian on Friday the 15th
with my Air Mack splendid Nike’s on my feet
With weed in the air, soul secluded from the police
Cause I’m a little on the wild side, thuggin and pluggin
that make a nigga wanna jack for the fuck of it, but see
I makes peace to get the shit a nigga wish he could have
Long as you stay the fuck out they pop a brand new bag, nigga what

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Young Fresh — T.B.O. Freestyle слова | Young Fresh — T.B.O. Freestyle текст песни

Throw the hoodie on backwards
holes in my eyes
load up the clipse
bond to leave holes in these guys
keep my tims lace ready to ride
like whos ready to die
cause yo this is how i rob nigga blind
cut to the chase
fresh going straight for the bank
niggaz playin hard
stop tryin yo be what you aint
and alot of niggaz runnin their mouth
until i run ya house
pistol whip them while thier moms on the couch
im the kid niggaz talkin about
the 45th ready to pump
on any chump
ready to thump
try me if you think im a punk
and watch your head be found in the woods body found the trunk
its not a game no more im takin shit serious
have ya ass bleedin like a bitch wit her period so ima pop mine if any nigga try to stop mine
pop a nigga leave him on the corner like a stop sign
and everybody on my team got a hammer man
so you know we stay shoting like a camera man
i could kill you but i got better plans
bust at ya feet and make you do the hammer dance…MOTHERFUCKER

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Young Chris — Nigga Please слова | Young Chris — Nigga Please текст песни

[Pharrell]
What, uh, c’mon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (it’s too late)
It’s too late for that
Don’t gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my nigga, it’s too late for that
Keep the change, my nigga, it’s too late for that
[Jay-Z]
Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC
Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars
Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla
[Chorus: Pharrell]
My nigga, please — you ain’t signing no checks like these
My nigga, please — you pushing no wheels like these
My nigga, please — you ain’t holding no tecks like these
My nigga, please — you don’t pop in vest like these
[Jay-Z]
My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
This my world, pimp stroll
Nigga please, you ain’t start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga please, chumps don’t tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus
Nigga please, you ain’t got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
Nigga please, you don’t be getting no hoes
With La Perla on they cheeks, can’t be messing with cheap chicks
Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manolo Blahnik I’m going through they body like an ultrasonic
You ain’t got ’em blowing no chronic
Divine intervention, you can’t prevent me from shining
Nigga please, I been around the world
Damn near beat Jordan in around-the-world
Nigga please, you can’t even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you
[Chorus ad libs]
[Jay-Z]
Uh, pimp strolling on ’em
Black diamonds, rose goldin’ on ’em
Paper foldin’ on ’em-a

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YOUNG GUNZ (f/ Chingy) — Cant Stop, Wont Stop (Chingy Remix) слова | YOUNG GUNZ (f/ Chingy) — Cant Stop, Wont Stop (Chingy Remix) текст песни

[Intro] Young Chris, Young Neef, and Chingy
[Young Chris:] Ok. . .Young Gunnaz. . .Ok.
[Young Chris:] That’s right.
[Young Chris:] Young Gunz featuring Chingy.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
‘Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse

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Young Black Teenagers — Tap the Bottle слова | Young Black Teenagers — Tap the Bottle текст песни

[Chorus] Tap the bottle and twist the cap Tap the bottle and twist the cap Tap the bottle and twist the cap And pass it around the crew be cause the crew be all that [End Chorus] Hey yo, hickory dickory dock I’m under the Brooklyn block yes Who’s the next to testify and try and penetrate the vest Diggatie do re me fa so la ti do I drop back my prozac I take it in track and give it a smack and cuttin no slack, jack Okay here I go Shorty tap the forty O smash To a pass, if ya crash make a dash to the trash Tap a cap, have alot and not alot not a little Don’t grade upon the label take a guzzle, don’t dribble I got the supercalafragileisticexpialadoucious You’re commin to close to this, I get ferocious Coax this rhyme, smoke this rhyme hype When we rock it up on the mic, we rock the mic right Pass the funnel to the tunnel like it’s busy till I’m dizzy Never pass it to get fizzy cause the guard gets busy who is he? Damn just pass the code decipher when I hit the dress bottom buy a can of Red Stripe Chorus (Repeat 1x) Well I be commin’ around the mountain with my hoe Suzanna I’m peelin off the caps like the hicks in Alabama Check the grammar and the stamina I’m tootin’ on my horn Timberland boot stompin’ forty drink it more Malt liquor chug a filter let me rip it then I kick it Tap it once for my brothers sip it then I sip it So Xerox the zip code I’m in them all perfect-o Halelijuia here I go watch me flow and let go Trouble shooter smoke the buddah rule like a dictator Used to hit the fader now I play the commentator So let me swing it from the rhyme to the concrete jungle With the king heir’s mackin, rulin’ over knuckle Hits to the bed, cause Right Said Fred Lock em up with the bee’s wax, kick it to em dred Yo, pass the peas please party pooper party stops 64 will give ya more if ya scammi

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You — Ten Sharp слова | You — Ten Sharp текст песни

You
Ten Sharp
It’s alright with me as long as you are by my side,
talk or just say nothing, I don’t mind your looks never lie.
I was always on the run, finding out what I was looking for and
I was always insecure, just until I found
Words often don’t come easy, I never loved to show you the inside of me oh no my
You were always patience, dragging out what I tried to hide
chorus:
I was always on the run, finding out what I was looking for and
I was always insecure, just until I found
You you were always on my mind, you, you’re the one I’m living for
You, you’re my everlasting fire, you’re my always shining star.
Nights always are good friends, a glass of wine and the lights down low.
You lying beside me, me full of love and filled with hope
chorus

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Yolanda Adams — I Believe слова | Yolanda Adams — I Believe текст песни

They said you wouldn’t make it so far a a
And ever since they’ve said it its been hard
But never mind that night’cha had to cry
Cause you had never let it go inside
You worked real hard and you know exactly what you want and need so believe
And you can never give up
You can reach your goals
Just talk to your soul and say
[Chorus:]
I believe i can
I believe i will
I believe i know my dreams are real
I believe i can
I believe i will
I believe i hold it soon man
That is what i do believe
Your fools are justes singing, your soul aha
And you know that your moves will let them show
You keep creating pictures in your moind
So just believe they will come true in time
It will be fine leave all of your kiss and stress behind and
Just let it go
Let the music go inside again the pain
It just start to believe
[Chorus]
[Rap passage]
At third my yet what people say
Hold your head high and turn away
With all my hopes and dreams I will believe
Even though it seems it’s not for me
I won’t give up, i’ll keep it up
Looking to the sky
I will achieve on my knees
I will always believe
[2x chorus]

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Yolanda Adams — More Than Just a Melody слова | Yolanda Adams — More Than Just a Melody текст песни

Verse One:
In the still of a moment; my voice can be heard
So listen carefully, there music inside each word
I am the Composer of the melody of life
Take upon my yoke learn of me, I’ll be your guiding light
I am the Director, Be part of My symphony
I speak peace unto the storms; even the winds obey Me
Let me be your song, you’ll never have to walk alone
I will help carry on(carry on)
Verse 2:
I am the music within the inner ear
Hearken unto my voice, I’ll declare I’ll draw near
I am the rythym to every beat of your heart
If you place your trust in me I’ll never ever part
Let Me be your song you’ll; never have to walk alone
I will help you carrrryy on(onnn)
Pre-chorus:
When the notes are formed(They make)
They make a special sound(the music inside the music)
The music inside the music;that lifts me when i’m down(i’m more than)
More than the beat of time(so much more)more than the lyric more than
More than just a melody(More than just a ryhme)
More than just a rhyme; more than just a melody;come unto me
Chorus:
Ohh,ohhhhh,ohhh,ohh
ohh,ohh,ohh,oh,ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
More than just a melody(i’m your closet friend i’ll be there to the end)
More than just a rhyme(Shelter in the time of the storm;you’ll never
have to be alone,now)
More than just a melody(trouble won’t last always when you realize
that iam)
More than just a rhyme(you won’t to live each day alone because I am
more)
More than just a melody(more than just a song to sing more than the
beat moree,morree)
More than just a melody(More than anything you’ve experienced i’m
more yeh)
More than just a melody(Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
More than just a melody(Yes,Yes i’m more)
More than just a melody
More than just a melody
More than just a melody

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YOUNG GUNZ — Stop Wont Stop Feat Jay-Z слова | YOUNG GUNZ — Stop Wont Stop Feat Jay-Z текст песни

Yo C they thought we wasnt gunna come wit comethin for the clubs..
HAHA.. check it out..
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get down baby, we get down baby
The Girls the Girls they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death
We the best nothin less
They don’t make us or break us
When they makeup to break up
See the Jay cup fix the lil make up
That’s them young gunnaz Chris and Lil Neefy
Wishin they was the one but Chris got lil kinky
Home base Sham Cool back there keep ur mouth shut
We might do that there yep, its only right
That the whole block stares hop out the Bimp
With blue and white airs when I say move
Nigga lets go and get Left yo
Mommie feelin my baguess yo
My neck glow
Say im young but I can sex tho
Now could it be Im the one
Ladies check tho
Yes hoe…
Got grown women my moma age
Fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everythin
Way before them rhymin days
Naw it ain’t bout the age
Its all in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke
‘Til they got my jammies
hey….
Cant stop wont stop
Rockafella records
cuz we get, we get down baby, we get down
the girls the girls they love us
Cuz we stay fres to death
we the best nothin less
grindin beat
(Jay-z)
Hold up…stop wait reverse the tape
(young gunz)
Cant stop wont stop
Rockafella records
cuz we get, we get down baby, we get down
the girls the girls they love us
Cuz we stay fres to death
we the best nothin less
(Jay-Z)
You can picture me ballin in the drop top
open sky somethin pourin soaring 145
The god is calling for my body let my spirit fly
I want it all no lie
Picture me ballin poppin somthin imported
pedal floorin cluthch poppin boppin in lauren
Now picture that
Yep, its only right
We don’t feed them no cash
We ain’t fleein pass soon
When we see’em we pass’em
Yep
I know they hate
Cause we seein that cash
And seein right pass’em
And I don’t wanna access’em
No..No..don’t make me the bad one
Then negotiate when the man wit the badge come
U kno the rules when a nigga was yappin
Ain’t no rappin
When we see’em we clappin
Plastic bag’em
then we findin a ditch
Toss the magnum
then we findin dis bitch
Take a step over
The shit we left over
Now I gotta and tell my niggas
What happen
Niggas betta believe we the youngest In charge
Ain’t takin a deal
Man, I run wit a charge
Chris and Neef
We runnin dis rap shit
(jay-z and youngunz)
State Property poppin neone of u bastards
(young gunz)
Cant stop wont stop
Rockafella records
cuz we get, we get down baby, we get down
the girls the girls they love us
Cuz we stay fres to death
we the best nothin less
(young gunz)
Cant stop wont stop
Rockafella records
cuz we get, we get down baby, we get down
the girls the girls they love us
Cuz we stay fres to death
we the best nothin less
[Chorus]
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get down baby, we get down baby
The Girls the Girls they love us
Cause we stay freshly dressed
We the best nuthin less
Yep, its only right
We don’t treat them no cash
We ain’t fleein pass soon
When we see’em we pass’em
Yep
I know they hate
Cause we seein that cash
And seein right pass’em
And I don’t wanna access’em
No..No..don’t make me the bad 1
Then negotiate when the man wit the badge come
U kno the rules when a nigga was yappin
Ain’t no rappin
When we see’em we clappin
Plastic bag’em
Den we findin a ditch (Yea)
Toss the magnum
Den we findin dis bitch (Yea)
Take a step ova
The shit we left ova
Now I gotta and tell my niggas
What happen
Niggas betta believe we the youngest In charge (Yea)
Ain’t takin a deal
Man, I run wit a charge (Yea)
Chris and Neef
We runnin dis rap shit
State Property poppin
And u want it
U bastters
[Chorus]
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get down baby, we get down baby
The Girls the Girls they love us
Cause we stay freshly dressed
We the best nuthin less
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get down baby, we get down baby
The Girls the Girls they love us
Cause we stay freshly dressed
We the best nuthin less
They see the Youngunna
All the gurlie gurlies wanna see the Younguna
Once they see the Rocawear
Little bit of jewels
Plus I treat em like I care
Safe home base I jus treat’em lik a spare
U kno I stay wit a beautiful little thing
And after me its Neef
Abusin that little thing..Look (together)
Yo better tuck ur gurl if she hot fam (together)
Cause im pretty sure she a rock fan
Momie do u want
Us or him
Treat no I in a team
Fuck wit me, fuck wit them
Get the ride for my dogs
That’s the game baby gurl
Ain’t no shame
Keep it clean
Keep a eye on my dogs u kno
Never brag
Never blab what u saw
Let dem mothafuckers kno u just as fast on the draw
Let’em kno you need sum cash
fo the draw
Keep the shit between us
So they be blast on the saw
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get we get down baby, we get down
Girls to Girls they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death
We the best nothin less
Can’t stop, Won’t Stop
Rocafella Records cause
We get we get down baby, we get down
Girls to Girls they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death
We the best nothin less

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Young Bleed — The Last Outlaw слова | Young Bleed — The Last Outlaw текст песни

«Come on out with your hands high!
«Hahahaha, with your hands high!
Hahhaha huh I better reason with him»
Why don’t you ride to the rhythm of a nigga don’t give a fuck about ya’
Won’t even talk about ya’, ho
You ain’t know? I’m just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin’ all by myself, without no one else
Looky here
On my Doc Holidays, boy I piss upon your grave
And wipe the smile away
Nigga, don’t even try
Fistful of dollars, we gon’ ride
Ya hear me, nigga?
See I ain’t got that many friends, white tombstone
[???] Me and Rudy go to war with — anybody
From the niggas, to the killas
They callin’ me a bad man ridin’ ‘cross the desert plains
And Mama still can’t explain without the ‘caine
It’s raw, boy
Cowboys hear the «Yippie-yi-yay!»
Murder dancin’ where the Indians play
Watch what you say
Durin’ the spiritual ritual huntified ceremony
Clickin’ swines[?] that’ll get you on a Shetland pony
Memoirs of a madman — Killer Carl Cox and Bill Watts
‘Couldn’t rassle nappy niggas with a lasso
Heated like Tabasco, it’s on
Nigga quick on the draw
And he get to bustin’ on them bitches like the Last Outlaw
Uh, nigga what!
«Hahha…
Cowboy I’m gonna [???] you are a testly li’l cuss(whistling)»
Niggas and bitches call me Nino Corleone, I got a license to kill
But ain’t no playa hatin’ in me, I got love for the real
So if you see me with my [guv?], just move and step aside
Hit me up and let a nigga just ride
South Side
Got your mouth wide, buckin’ for nothin’
Now if you’re ’bout it, be ’bout it ’bout it, and without no discussion
Now if you’re talkin’, keep talkin

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