Search results for 'by in hits album chubby checker' Page #18

Greatest

Eminem

Kamikaze

2018

stay spray
At anything that may stand in they way
As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade
And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay
Common

it's that, it get worser, had a baby by a thug
It's that, finally understand why women go to church and hum
You can hit 'em with a hurt so deep they

visiting, 
Peeking in, through the illusion of time, 
River you bathed in once, 
Baptized by saint devilish smile, 
You know what you want, 
A big fat ass

In my front yard wit' a bat, like "What?"
I saw somethin' by the fence
It's either ghosts or it's the Feds

Who would have thought that the
Music I've

Talkin That Talk

O.G. Ron C.

Spring Break 2K5

2005

Hungry, Ugly, Chubby, Homeless, Crippled And Blind
And Still Be Better Off Then Niggas Talkin Lip To A Nine
I Hit That Track With David Banner Talk That Lip

Talkin That Talk

Bun B

Whut It Dew, Vol. 2

2005

Hungry, Ugly, Chubby, Homeless, Crippled And Blind
And Still Be Better Off Then Niggas Talkin Lip To A Nine
I Hit That Track With David Banner Talk That Lip

Isolated drowning from my island
By the riverside my suicided silence
Who ain't slept in days?
Why you niggas lying?
Burn the Hayes like Issac
Global

and yall pretending like Denzel. We be in them v12s hit my line if you see 12. Hope they dont get behind me and chase me or its gon be hellll! Rock VLone,

Errytime I reach it's nothin
Feels like i'm missin something
You fightin wit dem bills fa nothin
Soon da bills hit why's niggas punchin
I'm livin

album like a bird in a corner store
Keep it real boy
Trill got the good dope!
See grill, big bills, with a thick hoe
About an ounce of that good dolja
We

Diamond—yeah, you know the chubby kid
Envious friends say "I wonder what the hell he did
To blow up so fast," and they move slow as
A turtle, or a fat chick in

Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap

Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars

The Kenny Parker Show

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

for Guns 'n' Roses 
Yeah! C'mon! 
Throw your hands in the sky 
And wave em from side to side 
And if you're in this life just gettin by 
Somebody

Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still

can't judge a
Book by it's cover
That's why I put together the
Diary of a Hustla

I've been in this game for years
But I'm feeling better than ever
I'm in

of making hits and doing things by myself
I am finally just back to rapping don't care who is around
I'm am faded just off the notion that they digging

I did too much I made you mad
Playing with rocks in a house of glass
Like golden wheel, I'm letting like it crash
Been chasing my dream like a 40

Franklin when I lead a lick
Swervin' through the traffic, gettin' away from 12
Hit the booty club and blow me some L's
Blowin' that money on that bitch in

nosey
I hate when a fuck nigga think that he kno me
In the mud I was all by my lonely
Downbad bitch I ain’t have no homies
Needed help man ain’t no one

But you been seein' me
You can tell by how I walk that I've been gettin' to this cheese
And when I hit that stage bitch
All eyes be all on me
Yeah that

can have a track
Album coming out, so time myself promote my rapping ass
And I'll be crispy when I pop like Crackle Snap
Here I come, I'll send them in

can have a track
Album coming out, so time myself promote my rapping ass
And I'll be crispy when I pop like Crackle Snap
Here I come, I'll send them in

be somebody rich
Look
But for now this what you get
Nigga been chased a hit
Maybe a number one album
But we gotta wait for the outcome
But I'm only

confused
The last album raised the bar, but this gon' tear off the roof
Read all about it, get your fix in, I'm independent
Ain't got a deal, but I can tell