Search results for 'little red riding hood by 999' Page #73

get up the cash and I double it imma get money I'm getting rich I just pulled up in a Yoda where your little shorty can't see her hit her once then I

got hydraulics
You would think I'm in the West but I'm ridin' by Ragamuffin
Strap on my lap, mufucka, ain't hiding nothin'
I don't really want to,

Buck Bounce

DJ Melo-Mix

Game for Yo Azz

2001

by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get

the continent
Confidence, blow your shit to no tomorrow
Kid
We cold hearted, but instead of borrow, give
I used to live a little
Different from the rest
Like

What it look like? See a lot of prototypes
Bumpin' Street hype, without enough
Nigga bite here's a little street advice
Pass me the mic
Hope you got your

Mayhem

Federation

The Album

2004

bout, bout bout bout
  
Me and my guys be lurking the streets plottin upside down smiling
Bummin no matter Skully, hoods, bandannas, bullets
Stocking

Two

Rise & Shine

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

the winds of the poles
Either that or they lack soul spilling red blood for black gold
Human sacrifice, make me wonder bout nine eleven
What they doin' in

Runaway Slave

Menace Clan

Da Hood

1995

the forest (damn)
My little sister gets raped and beaten
Nothing but dirty water and pork for eating
I can't take this shit no longer
As I work harder I get

4 thousand on some power niggas slippers
Bad bitch do it like the money I flip her
All the time boy I get to the money I throw it quicker
Gave em red

pass it to the bro m bone
show these cats how they do that
down south dance that
we learned a little too fast
and brought it to the hood
and got

Late nights under moonlights

Watchin out for red and blue lights 
Got the fiends high watch em take flight yeah yeah

Tryin' to make a Mill and live

Many reasons to stay cool
I used to want to carry the hood
On my back like the local monks
Till I figure out my uncle was a little drunk
When he told me

done that
Fuck that fuck that
Huh!
Call me red hood matter fact don't call me at all
Jokes on you when the bars free me
And ya still in the pen like when

it took a minute can't stop
I charge lots for my books of lyrics
You're a rookie innit
In the hood pushing innit
Kitchen cooking innit
Benzene got

Undefined

Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my

Jesus Is Cryin'

Bleu Edmondson

Lost Boy

2007

the 3-0-e
Little Rock by morning, Kansas City by three

Jesus is crying, I can hear him scream
Freedom is a hard luck drug, I'm a strung out fiend
The wind

was, cruised in the m-way slip
I was Trina show love to the chick
Riding a whip with the dial on a wet road on a 5-0 the I whip so quick 
Got the reds

shot 
Fold my bitch like origami
Hide my salami
It's that time for her body
She red as a Commie
She riding the wave, my dick, tsunami
Can't handle

believe, you believe
You believe what we started?


Mic check, one-two, one-two
I'm rocking black like the red and blue
He finna stack to the black, all

Yup, I'm vibing with you
Go ahead and make your home movie
Girl I'm riding with you
'My Type of Party' still
Bumping in the 60's
Me and Archie Davis

Da Kriss on the beat
Dream team
Riding through the city at night, I feel alive
We just pulled up at the spot, and slid inside
Took the elevator up

to make it my whole crew is king muthafucka

Sunny days ain't none around here 
Go by one rule always gotta stay prepared
Keep it in gear just in case you

really fucked me off
'Bout to drive by your hood
Paint the town red for the wood
Boy, I really wish you never woulda
Gimme that stroke 'cause you know

just need a year
Man, I might get a yellow diamond kit and have my body leaking piss
Tennis chains rackets on me with a little Serena bitch

I got