Rap Lines You'll Never Forget

Thinkin’ of a master plan
You know anything you need, baby, ask your man
You was there from a half a gram
Now it’s kilos to C notes, and high fashion brass
He ball like we own the world
The only concern is you my only girl
And when we sneak into chokes, breathin’ hard when I’m
squeezin’ you long
Keep it strong, but I gotta hit the streets when I’m
done
It’s joy and pain when you try and get ahead of the
game
It’s fucked up, but you never complain
You just pray I don’t killed when I hit the hood
Just another hundred mil’ and I’mma quit for good
No more drug wars, trips to jail and shoot outs
To gettin’ loot out for boys in bail, they’ll get you
boot out
Just me and you, hour of sex and twisted
You O.G. to D.O.D. addicted

Truth Hurts F/ Rakim

i see pac in my dreams and what i see on his face is a grin never a smile.

 my favorite let me put ma zoom zoom in ur boom boom – ALAYE rapping in P-Square’s Temptation

You’re looking good in that Gucci bikini – Busta Rhymes in Give it to Me

I play my enemies like a game of chess… no stress – Lauryn Hill in Fugees’ HooLala La

I love u girl and u’re the one that I will always miss – P-Diddy  in I Need A girl

With ur wrinkled p***y, I can’t be ur lover… Snoop (can’t remember the track name)

Lody dody, we like the party, we don’t cause trouble, we don’t bother nobody- Snoop

Laid back,  with my mind on my money and my money on my mind – Snoop in Gin n juice

Forever! Forever ever!! Forever ever???! –OUTKAST in  Ms Jackson


 

"ukqwest thinks he's ill, trying to raise hell like goosebumps/
"but he's only raving mad 'cause he's a d*ck with a loose nut/"

             - gbade. x [gbade. x vs ukqwest]

my man put me up for the share
one-fourth of a square.
headed for delaware  wit one change of gear.
                                                                        nas-street dreams.

i ma die standin up because I'm a stand-up nigga
fcuk dying like a bitch on my knees,I'm a killah
                                                                      scarface- in cold blood.

two to the head make niggas do backflips
                                                                   young buck-angels aroundme

I'm an ace when i face the base
41st side is the side that is given me grace.
because I'm a nike head and wear chains that excite the feds
                                                                    nas- halftime

i don't holla at these hoes,that sing like ashanti,body like a beyonce
face like andre, bitch u kind of strange                   ice cube -------gangsta nation


Who am I? The back-twister, lingerie-ripper
Automatic leg-spreader, quicker brain-getter
Keepin' it gangsta wit' ya, uh-                     nas- got ur self a gun.

It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody, ---------nas same song.


Y'all feel the wrath of a killer, 'cause this is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel
But the Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback ---------------- nas same song



Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit -------------nas , suicide bounce.


We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw shit in your food
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
Hey,  -----------------------nas suicide bounce.


Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin marijuana
Cops rolling up on us, my neighborhood's like a sauna
Pistol-gripping, insuring won't nobody run up on us
But if they do, mess 'em, we murderous nickel-dome 'em
I ain't playing no games, I'm on a mission fo' the change
Motherfuck bein a lame, I'm ten toes in the game - deep.


A trigger man, deadly as mess with a loaded AK
Spot my enemy and kill him the American way
                                                                            scarface-------- in cold blood.

little' jane used to pray to Jesus, sitting by the charcoal fire/
War-torn, guns clappin', now an AK-47's her only messiah/

          - J-Dogg

I'm not saying I'm going to change the world but I guarantee that I will spark the brains that will change the world

this song has some of the hottest lines ever put together in one song,  get throwed remix (bun b ft. pimp c, young jeez, jay-z)

especially the JAY-Z Verse

DOPE

______________________

[Intro]
Smoke somethin, bitch
UGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh

[Pimp C]
Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga
Polo mess that Hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab, sippin barre
Smokin weed, sellin white
Them other niggaz shit don't come back right
That's how niggaz get popped
Trying to get the cheaper price
Watch yo' paper, guard your life
Cause most these niggaz ain't livin right
Keep yo' pistol, mess a fight
Cause niggaz out here jack every night
I keep my mind on my money nigga mess the fame
Big face hun'erds, keepin the game
Hittin the corner in the candy thang
Sittin on leather, grippin the grain

[Chorus: Z-Ro + (Young Jeezy)]
Good weed, good drink, big money, we - (AYE!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!)
I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed

[Bun B]
Well I came in the door, I said it befo'
I never mess a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nuttin less than a four
And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sending men out
Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental
Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.
Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
Head to the H, where the hoes will mess three way
Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
Never hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can't
Stop it and no I don't
Cause a bitch know that I might just explode
And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode
Cause a nigga gettin throwed

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Young Jeezy]
You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDA
I grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder)
Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!)
Swear to God the minivan do tricks
Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks
Slide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheels
Niggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels
Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!)
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!)

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Big money, mayn - we only ride the best
This one and only, big homey
Tried to told you I'm thug, ha

So far I'm tourin on foreign land
Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm-
-Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a little schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all niggaz want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!)

want to put my zoomzoom in ur boomboom,  Alaye (Temtation remix psquare)

Many men wish death upon me, lord am i dawg and i can see
I'm trying to be what i'm destined to be n niggas trying to take my life away

Many Men--- 50 Cent


Summer time white porsche, carrera is milky
I'm on the grind let my stack when I'm filthy

Window shopper--- 50 Cent


G-O-I-N-G nowhere, we aint going nowhere
we can't be stopped now, because we bad boys for life

BadBoys for Life--- Pdiddy and Co


This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
This is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
This is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love

The Game feat. 50 Cent How We Do


Them D12 niggas, they be quick to blast.
I take my shower cap off, and whup your ass.
Steppin' to us, you can't be the smartest,
Cause you'll get dropped like an Aftermath artist.

D12 - D12 World Lyrics


The Forgotten Song
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they want to hold hands
because once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

My Band

hw's that a knock out?

I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah

~ Hit 'em Up by Tupac

on him, "cheated on god son, that's a sin, i forgive u, but i can't give u, another chance, ma u in my rear view, i put that ring on your finger, i was all in, ",
(little wayne)

u just see me zip pass
in the e-class
hell naw ain't got no e-class
tell the truth i don't really need that to get ass

terry da rapman in groupie love with overdose