C-Murder lyrics
C-Murder lyrics
"Money Talks lyrics"
Tres Golpes lyrics
(Miguel A. Hern?ndez V?squez) Tres golpes, tres golpes, tres golpes, na'ma' El baile de Villanueva Tres golpes na'ma' Eh, Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-La-Le-La Tres golpes na'ma' Cuando yo estaba chiquito Me daban panela y queso Ahora que estoy grandecito Me dan con un rejo teso Tres golpes, tres golpes, tres golpes, na'ma' El son de Villanueva Tres golpes na'ma' Eh, Le, Le, Le, Le, Le-Le-Le-Le-Le Le, Le, La-Le-La-Le
(Miguel A. Hern?ndez V?squez) Tres golpes, tres golpes, tres golpes, na'ma' El baile de Villanueva Tres golpes na'ma' Eh, Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-Le Le-Le-Le-Le-Le-La-Le-La Tres golpes na'ma' Cuando yo estaba chiquito Me daban panela y queso Ahora que estoy grandecito Me dan con un rejo teso Tres golpes, tres golpes, tres golpes, na'ma' El son de Villanueva Tres golpes na'ma' Eh, Le, Le, Le, Le, Le-Le-Le-Le-Le Le, Le, La-Le-La-Le
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now
What huh, what huh, what huh, what, yo, yo, yo, yo
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
Verse: 1
I use to flip birds, now I just flip words
When cops come to get me,
it's because some shit that they heard
Like I'm out to get dough
Like I'm out to get mo
Hacking like 6 to the 4
Like 6 double 0, like
Four, or either two doors
Money no like C to the E O
Oh I forgot like ju don't know
Like I'm out to get cream
Like fiend I just don't fuck around
Just bust around
Till niggas get the fuck out of town
I wanted the house, so I got the house
I wanted the car, so I got me the car
Don't start, cause no heart is what got me this far
I the type of nigga that don't give a fuck
Just walked up and laughed at the cop
Type of nigga to go up in t
Anything You Like lyrics
You can lift that tremble right between my eyes You can study deep tongues 'til your'e blind and wise You can slide into the earth And you can witness your own birth You can brush the shadow's kiss And you can scratch your wildest itch While I'm alive I will awaken you While I'm alive you will awaken You can do anything you like You can plant the dagger of destiny You can taste the spine that's you and me You can sing the bitter
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You can lift that tremble right between my eyes You can study deep tongues 'til your'e blind and wise You can slide into the earth And you can witness your own birth You can brush the shadow's kiss And you can scratch your wildest itch While I'm alive I will awaken you While I'm alive you will awaken You can do anything you like You can plant the dagger of destiny You can taste the spine that's you and me You can sing the bitter
and start blastin the glock
Rap's still down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I don't be playing it serious
I'm actually looked after he shot
It's no love, for y'all 16 bullets
Four slugs peace, ain't no bigger thugs than me and C
So you got the mightious touch,
for all the records you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, just went gold
I'm like a drug dealer,
I hold nothing less than a quarter
This is my last. last year I was just testing the water
Five to the 0 4 nigga, yo that's my hood
Any fool gotta make this much
I just that good
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now
Get money, make money, get money,
get money, make money, get money, make money
(C-Murder)
Verse: 2
Money, money make the world spin like tops
and two glocks for the motherfuckers we suing my rocks
I've been thinking about our fortune And I've decided that we're really not to blame For the love that's deep inside us now Is still the same And the sounds we make together Is the music to the story in your eyes It's been shining down upon me now I realize Listen to the tide slowly turning Wash all our heartaches away We're part of the fire that is burning And from the ashes we can build another day
niggas using uzi's wishing for peace
But instead they ducking bullets and the niggas that pull it
You reconsidered, cause I'm bitter,
dumping weapons like litter
After I blast you motherfuckers,
and the niggas that with ya (fool)
A come up is a come up
Haters please don't run up
Or get done up at sun up, cause I never put my gun up (nigga)
Cash rules, it's like possessing my mind
I do a crime and did the time, still hustling for mind
A bitch gotta floss, and I gotta be the boss
Fake niggas getting tossed, cause money talks
(Fiend)
Verse: 3
Well I'm that whompter, Fiendy, want fetachini
cabbage to the collard greeny
Shocker clean, he se me rockin up my dream as genies
Wanna cream me, so I had to join his tightest teamy
Seventeen, survivor meet the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
No such terms as let me when we all
Last Horizon lyrics
music: Jack Frost, Joey Vera, lyrics: James Rivera, Jack FrostThe great beyond will call on you when time is drawing nearIt all seems just like a dream, your final days are hereThe final chapter's written, the story has to endYou see your saga passing by, is this where it begins?The great beyond has welcomed you into the unknown voidWhere no one has come back to tell the secrecy employedA master of the universe has writt
got plenty
music: Jack Frost, Joey Vera, lyrics: James Rivera, Jack FrostThe great beyond will call on you when time is drawing nearIt all seems just like a dream, your final days are hereThe final chapter's written, the story has to endYou see your saga passing by, is this where it begins?The great beyond has welcomed you into the unknown voidWhere no one has come back to tell the secrecy employedA master of the universe has writt
Walking em skinny, cause I never over-looked a penny
Money talks, my whomps, whomps
The ATM, don't play with him,
his money make the dikes wanna lay with him
Lyrical liquid paper spitting stones for cluckers wages
Finally, on Decatur, serving jumbos just like a waiter
C uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our trouble
He maded that platinum go double
That's why money talks
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Chorus
Aiyyo, money talks like most bitches
Sometimes I don't no what to do with these riches
This paper, is just like my misses
All day, fulfilling my wishes
Did ya heard me
We look for money, money never look for us
C-Murder, Bossalinie of the rap industry
Fiend, Mr. Whomp Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht Jones
Silkk Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504 Boyz
Take those
No Limit soldiers, till the world blow up by ???
ya heard me