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Albums:

Bible on the Dash (Off the Record) · Dash Wata (Elephant Man) · A Portrait of Julian Dash (Julian Dash) · Dot Dot Dash Something or Other Dot [EP] (The Casket Lottery) · Classic Christmas Songs With a Dash of Pepper: St. Nick's Christmas (Lonely Hearts Band) · Dot Dot Dash Something or Other Dot [EP] (The Casket Lottery) · River at Dash Scalding (Naer Mataron) · Dash Rip Rock's Gold Record (Dash Rip Rock) · Time & Distance (The Dash) (Trans-Siberian Orchestra) · Another White Dash (Butterfly Boucher) – and 90 other albums »


(wop), wop (wop), wop (wop), wop (wop), (yeah)

J. Dash why you had to do it like that
Got the ladies checkin' they bags
Lookin' like they breakin' they
(wop), wop (wop), wop (wop), wop (wop), (yeah)

J. Dash why you had to do it like that
Got the ladies checkin' they bags
Lookin' like they breakin' they
[Featuring Rampage  Doo Wop And Heltah Skeltah] 

Rampage: 

Fuck all you niggas makin' minimal wages 

Yo  I'm proud and on the street like my
Ricky Ross (The Boss..)
T-Pain {J-J-J-J-J.R.!}

I got a fresh line-up (yea), a fresh outfit
Bout to have the parkin lot on smash
Plus I got
[Chorus:]
I remember (I remember) ohh 
When we used to hang 
On the porch, drinkin brew 
And now they drive-by (bay-bee) 
I remember (I remember) ohh
man, I just wanted to flip
And hear myself on the air gettin spun in the mix
See you runnin the risk 
Tryin to challenge J-S-A, N-D-S
Yo Grap, these
through my per-if-you
This nigga tryna murder me
Shorty wop jumped in front of me
Caught one
Blaze back empty empty the roots
Through the bitch niggas, take
and Mr. Magic had static
Over Kiss FM and BLS which one is the baddest
Brothers on the block was doin' the Wop
While the cars drove by bumpin' real hip
as hell surrounded by bombshells 
Careful as I get near'em, stand near and compare 'em 
Or all girl heir 'em, I'm the man with the serum 
Assets,
a motherfucker
Real street nigga I ain't nothing like these other suckers(Na)
How much the club cost I mite by this motherfucker
Have the feds park right
[Chorus:]
I remember (I remember) ohh 
When we used to hang 
On the porch, drinkin brew 
And now they drive-by (bay-bee) 
I remember (I remember) ohh
Ricky Ross (The Boss..)
T-Pain {J-J-J-J-J.R.!}

I got a fresh line-up (yea), a fresh outfit
Bout to have the parkin lot on smash
Plus I got
Dr. J, come through in the clutch
Remember New Zoo Review, and Starsky and Hutch
I remember lunchtime, we used to rhyme out loud
Peace to the Wop
ohhhhhhh
When we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin brew
And now they drive-by (bay-bee)
I remember (I remember) ohhhhhhh
When we used to play
bodyguards, 
Surveillance around his land spread
He runs a billion dollar organization under investigation, 
Plus he's wanted by immigration
Now I'm stuck,
It's a hundred on the dash
Give a hundred percent
You can do the math
20 20 vision

(But you just don't see it)

Laced up, Giuseppe boots, I'm
Jacktown.... 



1st Verse 

(J Da Groova) 



(If I want to free?) my mind 

I feel pain and stress 

accompanied by fear of falling  and war 

Gotta
And that's get what? Move, tell a lie
Sippin on Henny, smokin on ly
Never let a penny pass me by
Move with the Benjis by my side
That's my sidekick, you
Toy Box

"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)

"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"

[Violent J]
I was like six, I
Verse 1:
Misery is it's own company uh ha
I'm not impressed by depressed MCs gettin' money
All ears on me exception guaranteed
Top Scotch quality cop
Now what sound of my d.j cuts
Terminators back on some ol' fools track
Takes a nation of sellouts to keep us back
Flippin' disco raps used to be
called up
The shit I spit how shit get caught up
Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
As time fly by so
forgot about the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
yo we made it!"
It feels so good in my hood tonight

The summertime skirts and the guys in Kani
All the gang bangers forgot about the drive-by
You
called up
The shit I spit how shit get caught up
Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
As time fly by so