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| Master P lyrics
4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix) lyrics
HUHHHHHH!
[Erick Sermon] Def Jam, No Limits
[Master P] No Limit
[Erick Sermon] Def Squad
[Redman] Wu-Tang, and beyond
[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[LL Cool J]
trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some
[Method Man]
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my Punch Buggy sunnin you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu
[Redman]
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic
[Canibus]
I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty I'm already doin a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it
[DMX]
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be that
See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions
Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live
Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet
Want heat One deep, leave him behind, front seat
[Master P]
Got my mic on, it's time to get rowdy
Got homies from the N-O to the N-Y, Bout It Bout It
I break bread with the ballers
Professional killers, and shot callers
I got game from the South to the West to the East
to the middle now remember me
A young nigga with the gold teeth bumpin
Keep the crowd jumpin, gotta say something
UNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHH, now have a Coke and a smile
The party don't stop but it get buckwild
Pass the Hennessey and weed, just blaze one
See a shorty, let's play one
for the cookies you can't be a rookie
I'm a No Limit Soldier, that's why they book me
Master P rock bells, hell
But I gotta give it up to my homey LL
[Redman] Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four
[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven
Blaze the hot trizack
[Method] Shine like heaven
Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four
[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!
[LL Cool J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'ma do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC's
Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time
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Ghetto Prayer lyrics
Step to Dis lyrics
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Stop Playing Wit Me lyrics
Ghetto in the Sky lyrics
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Oh Na Nae lyrics
Ghetto Honeys lyrics
Y'all Don't Want None lyrics
Life Ain't Easy lyrics
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Y'all Don't Know lyrics
Nobody Moves lyrics
Da Ballers lyrics
Crazy Bout Ya lyrics
Get Yo Mind Right lyrics
Take It Outside lyrics
Ghetto Ballin' lyrics
Ooohhhwee lyrics
Real Love lyrics
The Block lyrics
A Woman lyrics
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Rock It lyrics
Here We Go lyrics
You Know I'm a Hoe lyrics
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Hit Em Up lyrics
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Meal Ticket lyrics
If I Could Change lyrics
Itch or Scratch lyrics
I Got the Hook Up! lyrics
Hook It Up lyrics
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Foolish lyrics
Pure Uncut lyrics
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Live Or Die lyrics
Is it You? (Deja Vu) lyrics
Made Niggaz lyrics
Let's Ride (Radio Edit) lyrics
Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? lyrics
Back Against the Wall lyrics
With Me Part 2 lyrics
R.I.P Tupac lyrics
Paper Chasing lyrics
Bangin' lyrics
After Dollars, No Cents lyrics
Trick or Treat Whodi lyrics
Scream lyrics
Playaz From the South lyrics
Hustlin' lyrics
Bounce That Azz lyrics
Bourbans And 'Llacs lyrics
Come And Get Something lyrics
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Only Time Will Tell lyrics
Goin' Through Some Thangs lyrics
Make Em' Say Uhh! lyrics
Eyes On Your Enemies lyrics
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We Riders lyrics
I Miss My Homies lyrics
Let's Get Em lyrics
Ghetto D lyrics
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