Lil' Kim lyrics
Lil' Kim lyrics
"We Don't Give A Fuck lyrics"
Illusion Of Freedom lyrics
Fools! Stop waving Your flag And clean the shit off Your glasses Freedom of speech, a government lie To calm and quiet the masses Freedom of speech exists If what You say is accepted by the majority One will quickly lose That right when they are part of the minority All popular artists are the same This is no coincidence Maybe the public would not respon
(feat. Bun B, Twista)Fools! Stop waving Your flag And clean the shit off Your glasses Freedom of speech, a government lie To calm and quiet the masses Freedom of speech exists If what You say is accepted by the majority One will quickly lose That right when they are part of the minority All popular artists are the same This is no coincidence Maybe the public would not respon
[Chorus]
Take that nigga chain, we don't give a fuck
Hit that nigga up, we don't give a fuck
Jack that nigga truck, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us
Take that nigga chain, we don't give a fuck
Hit that nigga up, we don't give a fuck
Jack that nigga truck, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
I Brooklyn Bounce nigga, in Dirty South down to the ATL
Rep B.I.G. to death, betta watch what come out ya breath
We thuggin', thuggin', we thuggin'
Honey girl Queen B double E-E
I'm heatin' up in oven, no bitch is comin' like me
We get by, we get crunk, we spit fire, we got
Heathenpride lyrics
Once a mighty king ruled in a northern land his enemies he fought with steel and iron hand. So many tales were told, his name a glorious sound, "god-like he is" they said, and by no christian laws was bound. Long ago in a northern land... One day they came across the nordic sea, the man of the cross and camped beside a tree which was called a sacred one
pumpsOnce a mighty king ruled in a northern land his enemies he fought with steel and iron hand. So many tales were told, his name a glorious sound, "god-like he is" they said, and by no christian laws was bound. Long ago in a northern land... One day they came across the nordic sea, the man of the cross and camped beside a tree which was called a sacred one
We get high, we get drunk, we got heat for ya'll punks
Can't find you layin', my fam is not playin'
Gotta get that money, that money, that money, money
You don't want no problems man, none if you get outta lane
We comin' like the Taliban, poppin' like a collar man
Cowards want to violate, then we got to demonstrate
You faggot niggaz tellin', when we see you we be yellin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Bitch I been trill ever since the day I came out my mommas cock
Come on down to that Dirty South, you gon' see I got it locked
I can go on any block and on any hood and on any town
Runnin' deep with money and jewelery and holdin' myself down
Connected to every heavy nigga across the U.S
My
Oh Mo Dhuthaich lyrics
An emigrant song in praise of Uist. The beautiful words were written by Allan MacPhee who lived at Loch Carnan, South Uist. O mo dhuthaich' stu th'air m'aire Uibhist chumhraidh ur anan gallan, Far a faighte na daoin' uaisle, Far 'm bu dual do Mha 'ic Ailein. Tir a' mhurain, tir an eorna Tir 's am pailt a h-uile seorsa Far am bi na gillea
cocaine is the whitest and my diamonds are the bluestAn emigrant song in praise of Uist. The beautiful words were written by Allan MacPhee who lived at Loch Carnan, South Uist. O mo dhuthaich' stu th'air m'aire Uibhist chumhraidh ur anan gallan, Far a faighte na daoin' uaisle, Far 'm bu dual do Mha 'ic Ailein. Tir a' mhurain, tir an eorna Tir 's am pailt a h-uile seorsa Far am bi na gillea
My city is the trillest and my niggaz are the truest
Got everything to gain and nothing to lose, so let's do this
We load 'em up, cock 'em back, let 'em go we knock 'em off
Cut off all his cake, rocks, and eggs, this nigga block 'em off
It's B-U-N for UGK, straight up out that B-A-T
Holdin' it down for K-I-M, reppin' for Pimp C, let's see 'em bitch
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Twista]
Big cars, big trucks, big nuts when it comin' up off the dust
Think it's funny 'til he comin' up out the club
Gonna getcha money when I'm comin' up out the cut
If I catch a nigga slippin', I'ma tell a nigga know that shit
Then I snatch that chain
When he leave his fri
A.m. 180 lyrics
Don't change your name Keep it the same For fear I may lose you again I know you won't It's just that I am unorganised And I want to find you when Something good happens If you come down We'll go to town I haven't been there for years But I'd be fine Wasting our time Not doing anything here Just doing nothing We'll sit for days And talk about things Import
ends, I'ma get him out his endsDon't change your name Keep it the same For fear I may lose you again I know you won't It's just that I am unorganised And I want to find you when Something good happens If you come down We'll go to town I haven't been there for years But I'd be fine Wasting our time Not doing anything here Just doing nothing We'll sit for days And talk about things Import
And his Benz, make him cash that train
Come out the dark and get the lights on
Turn together, get it up
Take his watch, take his bracelet, take his dust, take his truck
I can't help it to get itchy if I see the nigga ballin'
Nigga yes ya'll then I gotta get a piece of that
Steady figure with the Jacob in the bezel with charm
Well come over hear I got a little heat for that
AK-47 and the Desert Eagle with a sawed-off pump
Got a what, an E-95 with leather grip
And a Mac-11 comin' out the trunk
Got what, a black ski mask and leather gloves
And duct tape I can get what I want
Got what, when the Queen and the Twist ride on them bitches
We don't give a fuck
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