Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

Boyz N Da Hood Lyrics

"Bitches & Bizness Lyrics"

Little Song Lyrics
Alright She lives by the sea in a funny little house She's got an African manager and some Indian cows She seems so distracted by the waves and the sand She practises white magic on a black baby grand It's not about right or wrong It's just a little song The people next door stole some chickens, everyone wants to be friends Cindy is just a beautician practicing her self-defence Joey is greasing the Chevy tattooed and awful thin Swearing tha

We gone do it like this
From the A-T-L
all the way down to the 305 MIA
Cocaine capital nigga
yeah the boyz n da hood

The bizness is bitches
the pussy i keep in my pocket
the niggas keep watchin
they know I'll be rockin my watches
G's keep knockin
they know I'll be shootin to spot 'em
the boyz n da hood strictly distribute the product
my niggas get slizzard
I'm smokin and chillin in pradas
fuck a 9 to 5
we gone just do what we gotta
I'm in the chevy thang
everything runnin is proper
dont come to close
cuz I'm subject to ?? my chopper
we in the streets (in the streets)
who got the weed (got the weed)
i got a couple keys
wanta eat fuck wit me
you dont want to see me pissed off (yeah)
fuck until my dicks off (boyz n da hood)
nigga this is riff ruff

now i rock a lot of ice cuz I'm keepin it slum (im keepin it slum)
six lugs at the bottom lockin
keep '
Amour Of The Harp Lyrics
Fear not my angel for the silent dove will take flight again. You will never need your tears as long as the air is free to soar. So smell the flower of hope and indulge in its sweet pollen. Examine your body for it is a product of extreme beauty. Never enter a state of lust without a vision of me and together we will rock the pillars of heaven through a state of ecstasy. We watch the sun set deep within the sky. we lose all thoughts of yesterday. Look deep into my eyes an
em in tone
crack rock cocaine what we keep where I'm from
you dont believe me nigga come and see where I'm from
keep 2 or 3 heaters dug deep in my bum
the police tryin to keep the concrete on my palm
but i got shit to do
and I got bricks to move (okay)
but y'all are playin for 4 mil
you can get for 2 nigga
and try to play me dude
and I'm gone put yo ass in some baby shoes
and I dont mean the ones that your babies use
i know i talk about my niggas a lot
but i shoot too
give me something to nut up about
and watch me shoot you

[chorus]
I woke about 6 in the mornin
gotta get paid fuck moanin and groanin
hit the block get the truck rollin (rollin)
by the night time our pockets is swollen (swollen)
I woke about 6 in the mornin
gotta get paid fuck moanin and groanin
hit the block get the truck rollin (rollin)
by the night time our pockets is swollen (swollen)

from dust to dawn
Wishing On A Star Lyrics
feels like we're worlds apart you're always in my heart i close my eyes and i wish on a shooting star endless kaleidoscope array of dreams and hopes i wait for the next time i will see you [Chorus] late at night lights in the sky catch my eye and i wonder where you are do you see it too? i think of you when i'm wishing on a star can't get you off my mind can't sleep, can't unwind my heart is racing<
e stay posted up in project homes
keep a plastic tone y'all want it bring it on
we'll creep up in yo home
hangin by yo bitches thongs
say you's a gorilaa say what happened to king kong
we real play makers and this is not ESPN
welcome to the gutter
now watch the shit fest begin
ain't no fuckin Jack Triple but I'm bakin cakes
plus my cakes triple what that fag makes
fuckin just to stay awake makin sure i dont stumble
granted till my bank statement look like social security numbers
call us cookie monsters makin cookie niggas crumble
catch a double digit jersey number if you fumble

I'm gone tote the poll lock and load
shoot till you hear that BOW
take my time speak my mind like I'm ??
got a country slang baby you can tell aint it
you can kill too a lot of us got them feds at us
still keep a stankin kitchen
cuz in the midst of the caine on the way the crack smell durin the intermission
triple beam ha
The Mourn Lyrics
along the cracked in floors dripping on the floor there sits a doctor murder samurai hit numbers calling gave up all old eye shy nose on the wall a cracking membrane turn the message those eyes warn and pull out the young eye why arms creak wishing higher caught the point whore introvert maybe she'll have a chance one day but the world watches with heart rid her arms out rip her arms out rip out
nd held hanksty
got some caine stain colored on the finger nail
chrome black dished back up til i ??
saw him walk a thin line but its not a fat red
I'm gone rap for these packed heads
gats crack sells sex and blacks that want to stapck mils
smokin on the purple stack runnin in yo house ramblin wondering where the work is at
hoes in the third still hollerin wheir the purses at
phone in atlanta ring the family where they murked at (hey)
6:45 am lifes great got the bacon soda I'm cookin pancakes (thats right)
where I'm from nigga I'm the man
take him out, break him down like a lap dance (yeah)
I ain't playin i got hella choppers
call my partnas then they got helicopters
(thats right)
just like my old job but a lil' different (what)
I used to work at churches chicken
but now i cook my chicken to my own kitchen
a kitchen fork and a glass pocket
try to rob if you want get ya ass shot

[chorus]