I been around the globe
Like you thought I would
Now I'm back with the fam
Christmas in the Hood
I been all around the city
And it's understood
That we blessed and so fresh
Christmas in the Hood
So yo approach real close
And listen up real good
If you down with the sound
Christmas in the Hood

HO HO HO yo what did I see
It was a bunch of little dudes
Runnin' around in the street
They had pointy ears and funny hats
And bells on their feet
I was trippin' maybe flippin'
Oh snap! Its Christmas eve
As I approached now they done ghosted
Disappeared in the breeze
I put down what I'd been drinking
To myself I started thinking
Are those lights that I see blinking
Up there in the sky
And now walkin' down the block
Here go those 3 Wise Guys

Now Granny hookin' up those ham hocks green beans
Turkey stuffin' there's my cousin smells like evergreens
Those stockings hanging up they are my Aunt Irene's
And yo coolin' on the couch was this dude I'd never seen
He had a big white beard & a big jelly belly
Sippin' egg nog with my favorite Aunt Nelly
I said where you from man now you look real cold
He said you could find him kickin' it up at the North Pole
I said welcome back Cringle he said its all good
This is my new jam man CHRISTMAS IN THE HOOD

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Some mistletoe and a kiss on the cheek
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO

SHOOT THAT HOOP

Chorus
Come on baby shoot that hoop
Come on come on you know how to do it now

Verse 1
Pass the rock im the one on the block
With the smooth jump shot
Make the females hot
Cool breeze and 360's make the crowd scream 'ahhh'
On the blacktop im the sure shot with the flat top
Makin these fools knees pop
Im the street MC the underground king
Had the fresh moves at the age of 13
What ya wanna know about the way I swing
Hook shot while they beat box takin over ya block
Aint nothing better in the hot hot weather
Runnin all day mek ya mind feel better
Make that shot then make that cheddar
Fools come at me talk that smack
Money where the mouth that's where its at

Chorus

Verse 2
I shoot the hoop drop & swoop mix & match
Make em feel the truth drop & roll
Cause im in control pop that flip that finger roll
You know who I do this for love them ladies
Make me crazy make me wanna get up in the morning and dunk
Roll around hot with the rock in the trunk
Drive the lane and ill block that junk
Rip them moves like wilt the stilt
Got a game that I play like dr. J
Ima make you shook if you get in my way
Ima drain that shot like smooth hip hop
I can play all day rock all night
The man on the mic cause my game is tight
Keep it comin nice like you knew I might

Chorus

Verse 3
Come on and lets do it do it
Youre gonna break through it through it
Pass pass block that block that shot shot
We get we get hot hot
Wicked on the block like an astronaut
Pick and roll out of control alley oop
Then we give and go
Shoot that shoot that hoop I mean
Everybody love it when I drain that 3

Police Goin' Down

Chorus
Police goin' down
They gonna feel my pain
I hear a siren
It's makin' me insane

Police goin' down
Cause killin' brothas gotta stop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop

Verse 1
Why we always funkin wit da boys in blue?
Them cowards always come around harrassin' duke
Make me wanna grab the sawed-off and bust
They betta wear dey vests
Because in guns we trust
We great the triple K's wit da AK's
Homey's on da roof pot shottin' e'ry day Aye Aye!
Punk police protect our neighborhood?
Wit dey boots on our necks
Boy I wish dey would
Try to Rodney King me
See me on TV
Face down 8 cops
When I gave up at Freeze!
But a young brotha's life means next to nothin'
To these donut eatin' chumps
They can think we bluffin'
Whether blood or cuzin'
It's our time for huntin'
Let me tell you wick-wack rollers some'n
We tired of shakedowns and brutality
We'll protect and serve ourselves you da enemy

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
The ghetto bird's roamin'
I can hear the shots
As here dey come again
Terrorizin' the block
Who gave dese leeches the authority
To steal our civil rights keep us on our knees
If I'm chillin' on da corner- with the gang injunction
I'm in an orange suite
It takes a lot of gumption
To treat a whole race
Like dey caught a case
I know dem cowards love it
It's all on day face
It's terror on the streets
Yet they screamin' peace
There'll never be peace wit the blitzkrieg police
They'll run up in ya house and start sprayin' bullets
A no-knock search made my grandma pull it
Poorly executed rip on an informant's tip
Wadn't no drugs in her house
She was 86
When dey finally hit the news that night on CNN
I smell a cover-up
Dem boyz is at again!

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3
Undercover police
The harassment won't cease
I know dey tryna get me
That's why I tote heat
When da cops is comin'
Hollow-points we dumpin'
I'm tryna leave 'em front seat of da car slumpin'
You gotta understand the pain
400 years of pillagin'
Slavin' wit no gains
We tired of eatin' dirt
Plenty bills but no work
You can call it what you wanna
They dirty! – The Truth Hurts

Repeat Chorus

AINT SUPPOSED TO DO

Chorus
The greatest feelin that you ever knew
Is doin what you aint supposed to do
Foolin your dad or messin with your brother
Is fun until you get busted by your mother
Tyin the dog to the neighbors cat
Now you know your gonna get in big trouble for that
But sometimes a guys gotta break the rules
Doin what you aint supposed to do

Verse 1
Late one Saturday evening rollin around the hood
You wont believe what I was seein
The first thing I saw was a couple of hustlers
Shootin craps mouths yappin like a couple of busters
Sippin on something from a brown bag
They had chains round they neck and they looked real mad
Hey shorty whats your name keep a look out
I said my mom said I had to go to a cook out
He said listen up quick you could make some money
Buy something nice for that little cute honey
His breath smelled kinda messed up and funny
So I ran down the street left him lookin like a dummy
Everywhere I go in my neighborhood
Theres always someone tryin to get me up to no good
I cant hide up in my house stay away from my crew
So tell me what the heck am I supposed to do

CHORUS

Verse 2
Tell me what youd do if you were little old me
All at home alone and I spy some keys
I wanna roll out lookin key low g
So I roll into my room strap jordans on my feet
Start up moms car and im playin some beats
Next thing you know im rollin down the street
Everybody seems like theyre lookin at me
I drive up real slow to this girl I see
Shes lookin real nice on her ten speed
I said get in lets go downtown
She looked at me like I was kind of a clown
Boy don't you know you bout toi get pulled over
Rollin all slow in that busted up nova
I looked behind me and what did I see
But those red and blue lights catchin up to me
The only thing I though about was my moms
And when I got home shes gonna drop the bomb

CHORUS

Let's light, the tree up, illuminate, the whole block
let it shine, so Santa knows where to stop
got stuffing and the gravy, coming off the stovetop
carolers singing while the jingle bells rock

deck the halls, deck the halls, wreath on the door
I can drink as much eggnog as you can pour
with cinnamon, putting ribbons on a box
plus I got the fireplace lined up with socks

spark it up, frankincense and myrrh
jack frost nipping so I'm rocking toques and furs
I make snow angels in a bboy stance
I don't need a toboggan just the seat of my pants

watch me rock it, y'all, watch me rock it
hold the mistletoe for a kiss, don't drop it
I hope Santa knows and he's impressed
I ain't been a good boy, I been the best

CHORUS:
X, M, A, S
what makes winter so fresh
X, M, A, S
digging into presents making a mess
X, M, A, S
sugarplums and the turkey sweats
X, M, A, S
now that's what makes winter so fresh

here we go, here we go, let it snow, let it snow
candy cane on the brain let the champagne flow,
looking outside it's like shaking up a snowglobe
stuff my stockings with goodies please no coal

throw confetti up, it's a party with poinsettia
turkey got me lying down, belly up
little drummer boy drummin the funky drum
pa rum pum pum pum, popcorn string strummed

chestnuts roasting, sugarplums dancing,
gingerbread house crashed for the icing
hanging ornaments, tinsel and trimmings
it's kinda chilly, even Frosty got mittens

watch me rock it, y'all, watch me rock it
hold the mistletoe for a kiss, don't drop it
I hope Santa knows and he's impressed
I ain't been a good boy, I been the best

HOT IN THE CLUB

CHORUS
Hot in the club yeah
Up in the club little drugs little love
Make it shine from above drink a little henny
Move that fanny outstanding
Im inside while you still in line

VERSE 1

Im holding hands with this divine thing
I think she make my mind sing
Yo we in a see through bathroom
Quick lock the door
Never seen a body like that before
Make me want to run home write metaphors
See we been doin it in the club since 94
This is a hip hop stick up sick put ya hands up
Wave em in the air like ya just got out of lock up
We walk up with 50 bouncers look shifty
Get ya hands out ya pocket quick kid
I saw ya hide those little diamonds
When you see my eyes shinin
Straight from Long Island better not look at the god
Now smiling okay okay

CHORUS
Hot in the club a little drugs little love
Make it shine from above
Drink a little henny move that fanny outstanding
Im inside while you still in line

VERSE 2
Ok ok I didn't bring no AK
Time to pop a hundred dollar sparkles
Yo pour in the chambord
I drove the LamborGhini here
But I think im leavin with that little teeny here
She whisperin good things in my ear
Oh my god say it out loud it sounds scandalous
Throw me off balance like bad drugs
We aint mad thugs we just come here to party
I like to sip cognac I don't drink Bacardi
Speakin of which lets switch seats I got to roll up a philly
Let the club feel the heat spread ya legs out
Move that ass move ya feet

CHORUS

It's Gettin' Nasty

Chorus
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty in Here

We Gettin' Nasty
We Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty in Here

1st Verse
A brotha finally made to the weekend
I need a few freaks
It's been two weeks
Poured me a glass of Hen
And now we rollin', chokin' on dat Bluegrass
Puff and Pass boy!!!

Don't play with me
Dey been workin' me
Time to let my hair down
Now I'm pagin Chief
I know it's goin' down
"Where da broadies be?"
" I heard it's goin' down at Suga T's majorly!"
Please, be the right one baby!
All a playa need is one right laday
And a sack of dat Supa Kill
Lick a couple suckas, and peel, hit the motel
"Fool, get out the way!"
Now my boss is pagin' 911
"Not today"
Tonight I'm flying free
I'm on a Nasty Mission, Nasty Girls, Nasty No Inhibitions

Repeat Chorus

2nd Verse
Ooh I'm likin' this
Caught that herbal mist outside the backdoor
It's lookin' dangerous
Gave the codeword
She looked at my man and let us in
Homey's to the left dice jigglin'
Hold up dog, let me break these brothas
I'm causin' problems wit dey baby's mothers
I don't know what could be goin' on inside dey heads
Instead of buyin' diapers, "Dummies, give me dat bread!!"
Looked to the right, spotted baby in red
She licked her lips, rubbed her hips, and led
Me down a flight of stairs to a private room
She whispered in my ear "My name is Doo Yu Soon"
Are you serious
Her rump was so trunk, I was curious
I don't know where we was 'bout to go
But if she wanna get nasty, man I'm ready fo'sho'

Repeat Chorus

3rd Verse
So I'm on the couch and she's straddlin' me
A pretty pink thong on, I grabbed dem cheeks
Then she started doin' dat dirty dancin'
Flirtin' and jerkin',unzipped my pants man!
Ol' Girl, you doin' it
Anything I got, baby you could get
She put it in her hand and started massagin'
My stick was wider than a three-car-garage, then
She grabbed my hand
Gently put my fingers in her promised land
It was gushing, soon I was pushing
I had to pound her tooshing
And I soaked her bushing

Repeat Chorus

Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin'

Shot 1 shot 2 shot 3 shot 4
We already kinda twisted when we walk in the door
Jack, Jim hen gin goose hit the floor
All these trick chicks wanna ask for more
They want purple hooter shooters they aint got no dough
So gimme the bottle wait mama ask for 4
Now we cant see straight say ho lets go
We got that cazadores Don J and Patron
We don't play with alize leave that cris alone
Your girl asked me to teach (to teach)
How to go have sex on the beach (on the beach)
Do a shot then we get that nookie
Taste sweet like an oatmeal cookie
Doin' body shots straight like a rookie
Boy that 151 it done and straight shook me
Now we gonna get drunk fist pump like Snookie

Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin'

Pound for pound these ho's pros
Climbing on anything that got flows
Do shots get drunk I suppose
We can go and get ya outta them clothes
By the way girl can you stretch & grab your toes
Liquor make it quicker seal the deal then close
If you grab my microphone I know
Then you with it and I'm with it lets go
Chocolate cake dr. pepper on fire
Gimme lemon drops on the rocks cuz I ain't tired
Now we mix that rock star its got me wired
If you tell me you ain't drinkin' you a liar
Imma take 5 more then retire
All of my crew we getting much higher
Now we got that liquor flowin' all night
Do a shot freak don't speak that's tight

Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin' (ev'rybody doin' SHOTS!)
Keep the liquor flowin' (gettin' drunk drunk)
Keep the party goin'

WILD AND FREAKY

CHORUS
Its wild and freaky such a crazy time
Its wild and freaky the girls are so fine
Its crazy they all wanna be me
Just come on down they getting wild and freaky

VERSE 1
I WAS CHILLIN ONE DAY IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN
Lookin good just maxin on my street havin' fun
I seen this girl named daisy walkin down the block
Man she switchin lookin fine and I love the way she walk
so I said hey baby come lets kick it girl lets talk
she said what ya want ya just lookin at my butt
I aint gonna lie I like the way you strut
Come inside lets see whats what
Ill play some jams have you in the cut
Pour some drinks call ur freaks
Ill call my boys and well bring the heat

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I had the party jumpin as the sun start to set
Now my boys got the tables and the dj is fresh
Next thing you know we got the whole darn set
Everybody just chillin and we aint got to jet
Party jumpin heart thumpin people bumpin start to sweat
Now the beat becomes hypnotic and the girls are so erotic
Babe you mine you my narcotic im the super dopest
Chillest wildest mc in the spot

CHORUS

VERSE 3
She said ok man I couldn't believe
Man my rhymes so smooth I got the player steez
I don't brag just boast just straight cool breeze
I got ten fine ladies tuggin at my sleeve
Now just sit right back chill relax
You know we came to rock jump up
now touch your toes shake that thing
While I bust these flows
Crazy lazy freaky deaky so amazing
Out the speakers side to side
With the bump and grind
She so fine she bust my mind

WIGGLE IT JIGGLE IT

CHORUS
I love it when you wiggle it and jiggle it
U know I gotta get it
Oooh girl you making me horny
Tonight it's me and you shorty

I love it when they wigglin' and jigglin'
U know I wanna get it !
Can I get next to you hottie?
Rub hot oil all on yo' body?

VERSE 1
Hold up wait a minute
There some pieces up in the party
Time to get up in it
I like it when you move ya hips nice and slowly
Diamonds up in the bevel blind
I'm flashin' the Roly
Hey, Oooh!
Please excuse me mama
U lookin' good tonight
Me no want no drama

Move weight
Yeah I'm known in the Burroughs
Flip the stash 5 times a week
Made thorough

Whassup? Whatup Hun!
You seen me at the bar with a stack of hunds
All dem other dudes steady bumpin dey gums
You heard about the flow
Now you think I'm the one?

Only if you gonna gimme some lung!
Wit' ice cubes, let my brothers bounce on your tongue

You so petite
I'm tryna creep
What can I say?
Can I kiss ya booty dimples today?

CHORUS

VERSE 2
100 proof
The way you move dat thang
Baby you the truth
Ya need some new moves?
Suga, I could coach ya
I tried to told ya
Get tha picta
Mi la vida loca hey!

Da kitty's hot
Actin' like it's not
Now you got me on the flo'
Drop it like it's hot
Let me touch it
We can make it easy
Hit da coast in something pleasing breezy
Stop
Let me hold dem buns
Baby oil dem cheeks
We could have some fun
Roll around the suite
Episodes discreet
I'd like to break a sweat
Dancin' off our feet hey!

Come on, Come on
Get it, Get it
You worked to get me open
Baby you done did it!

You so petite
I'm tryna creep
Let's lose da clothes
Let me get it while you touchin' ya toes woo!!

BRIDGE
The way you move dat A@!
I'm feenin' for ya
-Move it for mami hey-
I'm checkin' for you
Nothin I won't do

The way you move that thang
I'm waitin' for ya
-move it for mami hey-
Girl you so lovely
Won't you just come with me!

CHORUS

FREAK

CHORUS
Freak slow out of control
Bounce bounce and creep ya roll
Freaky funky like an animal
Gaze like a lazer on the dance floor

VERSE 1
Frequently we freak mc's that blows in the breeze from the west indies
Santeria mama mia my name is st.john let me tell ya little something
About my favorite position anytime I rock upon the microphone
Delicious souls quite nice my mind remains vicious
Nobody come test comin out of my lips watch a part
Of 'em flip see these particles rip don't start I'ma trip
This is part of my grip I hold the microphone like I got total control
Cause im sippin never trippin call me loco loco
Cause I got the need gotta need gotta feed them freaks indeed
Ya never heard me but ask Joey D hes like the king of kings
Hes got ridiculous rings ya never heard me but ask Joey D

CHORUS

VERSE 2
J to the O E to the Y diamonds so tight rock the Mic
Freak we keep beats run the streets
Shinin like from a mile away you can hear them say
GO DIAMONDS GO DIAMONDS
I got a soundtrack in my back pack
Walk slow cause I know youre feelin that
Turn the bass up almost get a heart attack
Id like to give a shout out my man budda black
L to the E to the G G O got the old school b-boy studio
We aint takin it back we so funky in fact
If you saw me on the street youd just have to laugh
Im a paradox like a 22 that you catch
If you really saw the stash then youd do the math

CHORUS

Booty Shakin'

Chorus
Get ya booty shakin'
Drop ya A to Floor
Shake ya Money Maker
Till I'm ready to Blow

Repeat 1X

Verse 1
Shake it, shake it, shake it
But baby don't break it, break it, break it
Oh my God I love to see you naked
I can't take it
Ya' let me put my hands on ya hips and now I'm snake bit
You need to quit
Make me wanna strip

I can imagine both our bodies drippin'
When I watch ya' booty dip I'm trippin'
Schemin' on how I'm gonna slip in
Make ya hips bend
I'm behind ticklin'
Ya pearl
Wit my stick in
We both grinnin'
The room's spinnin'

You know what you do
How you do
When you do that thang
Make me wanna buy you a rang!
Duckin my gang
The way you make my thang sang
I'd win a grammy category sprung
Got me in shower hung waitin' to plunge
Girl you da' one!

Uh Oooooh!
Homey there she go
Twirlin' on the danceflo'
Wit a rump deluxe
U see why I'm always in the cut smashin' it up?

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
Girl it ain't fair how you do that there
Everybody starin'
Wit dem tight pants dat you wearin', ya chil'ren
Had to be fun to make
I'm dreamin' of missionary nights grippin' dem cakes
For goodness sakes

Could you give a young brotha a break
Better yet, give a brotha a taste
Put ya lips on my face wit haste!
Let me fill up ya space
Undeniably you one of the greats, what would it take?
I appreciate ya!

U got every dude sittin' up in da club
Wit da bitter beer face
But you know they scrubs
Yet you showin' me love
Let's raise up
We can do it in the tub
Hot oil body rubs

Shake it, shake it
Wherever you move, I'll take it, take it!
Girl you ain't heard?
I can run a thousand miles
Especially when I'm runnin'.... FROGGYSTYLE!!

Repeat Chorus

Vamp
"Bump, Bump, Bump, Bump"
I love the way ya booty's shakin' baby!

"Bump Bump, Bump, Bump"
You drivin' me crazy girl

"Bump, Bump"
Ya' waist is thin
Wit dem nice thick thighs
You can forget all dem other guys
You know dem chump's little willies won't fly!

You're So Stupid

Chorus

You're so stupid
Really dumb
You're so stupid
Don't know how come

Verse 1
I met this little girly round the way yesterday
She said youre stupid i just met you
You dont even know my name
No doubt im not the science type
But even when im wrong im right
This birdy looked at me like i was drunk on medication
Like im sittin in the baby pool in the front yard for vacation
Girl i kick that special ish
You got that scratch and i got the itch

Chorus

Verse 2
I think my new name is delish
Gimme 9 trys and ill make a swish
So even though you think im dumb
I walked down the street while im chewin gum
I used to be hard but i lost my gun
Now i pop lock when i battle its fun
Lost the whip so i have to run
Got no degrees no mercedes
Sneak some champagne on the bus
Little old ladies lookin envious
Gimme 50 cents you could party with us
I dont mean to

Chorus

SHE GOT IT

Yeah the girl got it, I got it, some of them got it, some of them don't, I got it bad and I'm a tell the world about it
Whether you Asian or European,
American or African
That's African not Afri-can't, I tell 'em Yes I can!
Let you know where, where I'm coming from
Get to know me so you can know what I'm going for
Always standing up tall never laying low
Girls like me don't wait for your call, we-
We'll fin our way inn
Walk through no stumbling
If you wonder what's hot what's cooking now
Gotta be beats from Rumblin
And a girl so fly who you kidding
We be up at the top of the building
Elevating up to we on the next level
They wanna know about it so a girl tell them
Ain't suppose to rap cause am a woman
Do the thing I do, that takes two men
Oh yes the girl got it (and they wanna know about it)

Tell me bout a girl who you know flyer
Tell me bout a girl who got more fire
I know one I'll pass that by ya
Me! If it ain't you a liar liar
Cause your pants on fire
They don't believe you they won't buy it
Let me be me and do what I do be
Walk in my shoes you'll get too tired
So hey, we don't play
And they agree to what I say
On any day in any way we shine so bright we cannot fade
I'm coming back home, feeling like a heated stove
Some people still don't know (and they wanna know about it)
Bring it back no I ain't done with
Girls like me don't stop to we finish
So hitting on me please don't be silly
Your town too small to get at big city
Yeah yeah, the girl got it
Don't really take too much to spot it
Yeah yeah the girl got it
(And they wanna know about it)

GOIN' UP GOIN' DOWN

Chorus
Goin' up – goin' down
Booty movin' all around
Git it lef, git it right
Grab a little piece 'n' hold it tite
Goin' up – goin' down
Booty movin' all around
Flash a fitty – watch her go
She's a nasty little HO.....
She goin' up -- she goin' down
She goin' up -- she goin' down

Verse 1
I know where I'd like to sit ya
Baddest B in da club and I gotta get wit ya
In da middle of the dance flo' prancin'
All da goons at the bar knockin' Hen shots glancin'

Let me tell you what I wanna do
Grab ya hips from the back- Booty Bouncin' Boo
Up and Down, Left to Right
I can see you wanna pop that thang tonight!

Drop it low and LOWER
Move it faster SLOWER
Baby freak dat beat petite, so sweet; don't mess wit me
I'll blow your back to the front- I'm out!
I'm back! Jigglin' 'til you shout

You got me reelin'
I'm feeling
Have you without a doubt...

Chorus

Verse 2
Gimme' sometin' I can work wit' shorty
"Snap your G-string?"..Ooh my Lordy!
Ya twistin', windin', 'n shakin'
Dem cheeks vibratin' then brakin'
I can see you wanna set dat suga free
No need'n fakin'
We can take a weekend make a motion picture
While we're makin'

Dem ooh! Aah! Sounds
You on my stripper pole sliddin' down
Onion so soft 'n supple
Frustrated?
Give me a couple
Suck sessions
Baby I'm guessin'
Got da buns? I'm a dog
Baby no stressin'

Come on we'll work it out
Have you without a doubt

Chorus

Bridge
We could speed in the Phantom down the highway
Bet I beat that bottom if you swing it my way

Plenty-inch cigar
Get it off so mean if you let me squeeze
Wanna take you home
Mami, I'm Papi
Shorty bend dem knees!!

THREE STRIKES U OUT

Chorus
One, Two, Three Strikes U Out!

Verse 1
Bread Winner
Dope Getter
No betta'

U betta'
Go getta'
Kevlar Sweater

If you think you gonna test my neezies?
Please these rounds 'll come whistlin' by like a freezing breeze
Ya breezy 'll be left without her baby's Deezy
Wit' ya grandmother on her knees pleading weakly!

You don't want it
Don't do it
It's a loser son
Ya plan 'll have me leanin' out the window dumpin'
Don't let ya mouth get you into something
You never could imagine
It ain't worth the funkin'

I stay heated
Don't make me make you eat it homey
The O.G. told me just to hussle it up
Be ready to bust!!
Too many thugs plottin' on my paper
I get that feelin'
I'll just take her... Ya Mom! Ya Girl!
Can't afford expensive friction
My twin Nines 'll have ya head in the wind twistin'!

Repeat Chorus

Looked up
Couldn't duck
Quick enough
It's tough tryna hussle me? What?
I keep the Quality connected
But if you disrespect
I'll let 'em fly free
"On your knees!"
So many casualties
You little wannabees
It's really best you be easy!
Don't believe fat meat's greasy?

When I turn da corner of ya block in black
Keed, me with three patnas and the AK Straps
Perhaps,
You'll remember the jewel
Blessed ya but you chose to ignore the schoolin'

Second strike homey and I wish you much luck
Believe me! The drama's so beneath me
Discreetly, I'm a end it all
Come and get it all
After all
You don't want to brawl
Mayhem 'til they all crawl!

That's a real Thug anthem
There ain't no talkin'
We just clap 'em!

Repeat Chorus

Vamp

You don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't want it!

You don't want it with me
I'm a G for real

You don't really want it
You don't want it
You don't really want it

Ventilate ya brains
Burn ya house & peel!

You don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't want it!

I know one thing, my heart ain't pumping
Koolaid, you minimum wage
Boy, wit' dis gauge

Come on out ya house!
It'll be ya last mistake Hey!

This is a Raid

Chorus
This is a raid - git your hands up
Just stay in your place an' keep your mouth shut
This is a raid - git your hands up
Better stay in your place an' keep your mouth shut
Everybody freeze - everybody freeze

1st Verse
While you was rollin' flashy out wit' ya crew
While yaw was sellin' bricks I was watchin' you

You made a name
But you know the game
You sellin' in my hood
I gotta get ya mayne!!

Look, I'm a G for real
I own cops, crack shops, plenty of steel
I can't let you ride up in my hood
And sell major rocks like its all good (pause)

I've been settin' this trap for months
Make it difficult we'll have to clap
For once,
Do what's in ya best interests dude
If ya make a wrong move homeboy ya throughRepeat Chorus

2nd Verse
Young G you know how these streets be
Homicides, back knives, arm robberies

Take it like a man
Son you chose this life
I did it cause I can
You was livin' trife

You think cause you was out here mini-ballin'
Than you could avoid the wrath of me
Boy quit ya stallin'

Give me all dem bricks
Give me all ya chips
We takin' all ya wips
And we'll be back if you get loose lips

Hurry up, oh ya boy's bein' lazy
He had to try me now his eyes is all glazed see

I love my pump
I'm quick to dump
Better keeps ya hands up
We some riders chump!!

Repeat Chorus

Vamp
Put ya hands up
We grindin'
No whinin'
We ridin'

Ya getting' stuck up
Stop cryin'
Or ya dyin'
No lyin'

Repeat Vamp 2x

Repeat Chorus

Cocked & Loaded

Chorus
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Don't keep me waitin' - - I'm 'bout to explode
I'm cocked and loaded - -cocked and loaded

Repeat 1X

Verse 1
I see you want me lady
Girl I'll rock you crazy
Girl you know I love you so bootyliscious
Mesmerize wit a walk so viscous, delicious
Top of my wish list

You see dese bills so crispy
Ain't seen you in a while- You Miss Me?
U know what I wanna do
And I know you wanna do it too baby!

You saw me roll up in the black best
'member when I put those hickies on your chest
I remember how we used to do
'member when came home from schoo'- when you came through!
Then I blew your back out
And then you blew my brains out
Girl you looking so good tonight
Let's take the same route
Me and you face down on the couch

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
Ooooh! It's still like dat?
Still like it when I grip dat fat?
I gotta big bone to bury
That Brazilian on them lips is down right scary

Still taste like honey
It's all hot, drop, pop, stop running!

I know it feels real good!
Bite ya lip when you grip
Take this wood
You so grown and creamy
Had to grab ya hair
Moaning, Screaming
10 minutes in, both beaming
It's steaming
An hour later, I'm leaning
An hour later, know what I'm thinking?
I'm COCKED AGAIN AND TWEAKING!
Let me move it side-to-side, in-and-out, find ya G-spot
Tap it till it's LEAKING!

Repeat Chorus

Vamp
I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby

I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby

There's sweat drippin on the flo'
It's so Hot in here
It's so Hot

I'm comin' in the back do'
It's so Hot in Here
Don't Stop

Don't Stop

Don't Stop

Don't Stop

I'm so cocked!

I GOT TO HAVE THAT

Chorus:
I got to have that – I got to have that
I got to have that – I got to have that
Get me Gucci get me Prada
I like Dolce and Gabanna
It's exotic so erotic (My exotic is erotic)
I get everything I wanna
The rich come to play
On the Champs-Élysées
Fly Paris to LA
In Versace Shades
Chorus:
I got to have that – I got to have that
I got to have that – I got to have that
Got a nasty little itch
Boy your filthy stinkin' rich
Ridin' shotgun in your plane
Getting' loose on fine champagne
I'm a super sonic rider
I want you to take me higher
I'm Nirvana, million dollar in your wallet yea
Give it to me – I love that bling bling bling bling
Give it to me – yea I want it
CHORUS

GO GETTA

VERSE 1
No, I can not wait
When I see what I want, keep my head on straight
I gotta get going now, can't stay here
So I gotta let you know I ain't got no fear, cause
Ain't no mountain too high
I climb on it like that's my ride
Let me put my cape on my back
Let'em know that a girl got it down like that

I was, born in the village
Now look at her flying over big cities, really
Aiming after that mille
To hell what you say I gotta push it to the limit, limit
Is up to you if you in or not
But I'm, speeding up to the wheels gone drop
It doesn't seem you will see me later
I got to get going to the next, haters

CHORUS (2X)
Ain't staying here or there,
Don't think you will see me later
Ain't staying here or there,
Don't think you will see me later

Cause I'm that go getta
I gotta go get it
Yeah I'm that go getta
I gotta go get it

VERSE 2
I gotta go get it, punches I roll with it
Proud when I get to say, look ma your girl did it
No freebies, no handouts
Can't get what you want what you hand out
I grew up on hard work so I know better
Even as a brat dad called me a go getta
High risk no low better
Even hatters put their hands in the air at the show with her

Cause I'm cool like that
Do what I want break a rule like that
Can't hang around so I can't chit chat
Boy you gotta find a girl who is down with that
Cause I, work hard look fly at the same time
Spell who I am for ya and even the name rhymes
S-T-E-L-L-A
G-O-G-E-T-T-A

CHORUS (2X)

BRIDGE
I'm that G-O-G-E-T-T-A, A-A-A (2X)
G-O-G-E-T-T-A, A-A-A-A (2X)

CHORUS (2X)

WHAT UP

CHORUS
What up lets rock this party
H2 limo and a case of Bacardi
Ladies in the back seat gonna act naughty
You know we rock the spot
What up get high supersonic
Me and the crew like to twist the chronic
2004 hip hop bionic
you know we rock the spot

VERSE 1
Turnin' it out in the club with Jamaican rub-a-dub
The ice from my neck reflects the bubbles from the bub
Strip off them clothes girl climb in the tub
Full body rub then it gets x-rated
Never kiss and tell gotta keep it understated understand
Im debated all around the world
Black skin white skin and Indian girls
Travellin' around and putting it down
Bein a clown makin the sounds
Too many people to put in equal stereo scenario
Why ya wanna be hater jealous of me
Don't think the game that comes with fame don't also
Come with envy
Gotta pay attention did I mention that its real
Come on everybody make em hot make em peel
Off come the tops man that's how im gonna steal
The ladies make em crazy gang star mass appeal

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Thinking about the rhythm keeping my seat in the middle
Two tender vittles to the right and the left
Holdin my breath that was the last hit left
Hookin up some more green and the branches
And bounce across the stanchions
Dreamin' about mansions time for expansions
Aint no way that we could ever roll with less than fifty
Plus we got the gift B makin people shifty
Party people pushin possibilities for me
Gimme the mic any night rock it right
Just to get a sight of me
Have to pay fifty G increase the artery
Like you won the lottery
Got these hotties with bodies
Beside of me thinking about is heavenly
Sheezy with the bubbly trying to get
In trouble see the only way ill ever be makin them hits
Make you party the crews about to get

CHORUS

WHOA OH WHOA OH WHOA OH

CHORUS

THIS IS MY BLOCK

Chorus
This is my block – this is my block
The rock ain't gon' stop
This place is hot y'all – Ho ------

Verse 1
Posted up chokin'
On some Indo green
Stacked up in the back
Too many Stacks
I'm mean
These streets is the King's streets
It seems
Everyone or two years I have to make 'em lean
Hit 'em with tha machines
If you run the block
Heavy Handed Means!
Greasy
Enough cake to make your wake come quicker than a sun beam
Run up on you with the Fo' leave ya leaking
Pulling capers and I'm squeezing
It's Pleasing!
Yeah you nippy but I'm FREEZING
Fully automatic cracks
Now yo' whole family's weeping

Stop ya madness young dudes
I'm a veteran killa
Servin' 22 blocks
On every corner I'm the major dealer
Only 19 when I wrapped a Milla
You taking over the flow? Stop it will ya!

Ya pocket's thin? Boy I feel ya
But is it worth eating steel bullet dinners?

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
We get it poppin'
What you talkin' bout dude?
You up in da club..
Chump, I own the club
You see how all they' eyes is glued
On my section roped off it's a thug reunion
We tucked with our tools.. Send
Them Bunnies over it's time for pattin' pannies
More throats in action in the back than the Grammys
Everybody on the floor throwin' 'bows and two-steppin'
I'm not a DJ but I make lean back when I'm pepperin'
No stressing
Mo weapons
Than the American
Airforce and you the Taliban
I'm the worst
I'm the HEAT man
I keep grams
Kilo'd up
Grands in rubber bands
Understand Fam?
Cold-hearted G and I don't give a damn
Yeah they saw what happened
But they won't take the stand
Everybody give respect
Cousin, I'm the man!
Taxin', Clappin', It's crackin'
That's why I'm rappin'

Repeat Chorus

Vamp

Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you

You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot

Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!

Homey watch yo' back
You'll pay a heavy debt

Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you

You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot

Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!

Them slugs is hot
Homey, This is My Block!!

PLAYIN' DIRTY

Chorus
Playin' Dirty
When we ridin'
Playin' Dirty
When we clubbin'
Playin' Dirty
We be comin'
Playin' Dirty
C'mon

Verse 1

Po-Po's always tryna catch us ridin' dirty
What's up derty?
It's time to flip this birdie
Columbian stacks in the safe
We tryna make a bundle add the bakin'soda to it den you shake it
After you chop and separate it
You' ridin' dubs thru the town
Let the suckas hate it!
Associates in every state
But be careful cause the streets is watchin' all the money that you make, wait!!

We Bossin'
Don't get it twisted when we flossin'
We'll take it to the mats
We love to hear the sounds of the muzzle crack
Boy you don't want that
We'll pop the trunk and twist your cap back
We countin' money like the NASDAQ – it's too much
We keep the baddest broads – for two months
We been lounging down by the water in San Drope
Rubbin' on big booties
That's how big boys play hey!

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
When it's mission time
There ain't a lot of barkin'
We get on our grind
A couple blunts we get to sparkin'

Our intelligence is better than the CIA
Assets watchin' your everymove, everyday

When it's time to launch the attack
I carry the MAC
Budda got the AK and we both wearin' black
We creep real slow
Before you know it
You feeling like you floatin'- the world receding below, it's
Not a dream
Boy you've passed away
My motto's "Best ya pull it, instead of taking a bullet!"
So you little rat punks get it straight
We the grimiest click no mistake

Homey take ya time and get ya weight up
You tryna come for mine?
Have you lost your mind?
Betta ask somebody,boy I run this city
Another young G gone what a pity!

Repeat Chorus

Vamp

GUNS!
We got mo guns than a little bit

DRUGS!
We move it in and out, boy we flip a grip!

WAR!
If you really want to test our menace
All I gotta do is give 'em the word- you' finished!

GUNS!
We got mo guns than a little bit

DRUGS!
We move it in and out, boy we flip a grip!

WAR!
If you really want to test our menace
We'll wipe y'all all out it's a dirty business!

Repeat Chorus

GIMME A WOOO

GIMME A WOOO
EVERYBODY FROM THE FRONT TO THE BACK SIDE TO SIDE
GIMME A HEYY
ALL THE LADIES GONNA TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE TONIGHT

Now let me take you for a little ride tonight
Pimped back in a Cadillac feeling allright
Old school like a pimp on a Saturday night
Lean back in the seat head tilt to the right
I aint a mean man I could just lean man
Pull over for a second pull out the green man
You know we smoke lets do it (do it)
See that red light run right through it
Aint nothing but a party goin down right now
All the ladies in the ride got that rump like pow
Wanna know how I do it just ask me how
Jeans is pressed and smell so fresh
Mint tic tacs something for the breath
Straight half twisted by the time I left
On the two way speeding down the freeway
Me and my dj going to rock the spot tonight

Chorus

Now all the ladies in the place are you feeling allright
Got style and finesse old school like def
New school like fool better catch your breath
Ill be rockin this party till theres no one left
Straight crunk in the back get it packed that's my method
Aint no one in the spot waiting to get hectic
A little attitude my crew will correct it
Move that little thing over I inspect it
Went to the corner of the club she directed
Licked her lips and then she moved her hips
In my mind I was wylin doin two back flips
Does she drive automatic or she ride that stick

Chorus

Little twinkle in the eye now she act all slick
I like short ones tall ones skinny or thick
Down south out west or shes from the bricks
Now they all acting fly so just take your pick
Be a gentleman got that adrenaline
Pump like medicine into the system
Look how she glistens like the diamonds on my wrist
Pourin cris in the glass you know we pimp like this
I aint nothing but a fiend for this all night thing
Hands up in the air iced out like bling
Now just gimme that beat so I can do my thing