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Grand Hang Out

Fat Joe

Sweat [Clean]

2004

my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there

holla at my folks in Jackson
Sup, Stokes? Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Oh, we gon' do it like big players
What's up, NO joe?
Real nigga, know what I'm

Bourbon street
Bourbon street
Bourbon street
Bourbon street
At the break of dawn
I sing my song
Cuppa joe
Been on the go
I'm going out
Without

to the rhythm come on
Crash into the color of your mind

I can feel it in my soul
Live on the record put the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come

wide
A fuckin' mob figga West coast, who-ride
When we rob niggas money make my squad bigger
But we ain't sell our souls
Bustin' on my enemies, murder my

my eyes aint cold
Lifeless body
Aint go no soul
I'll never grow old
That's the way it goes
Where the bright lights they talk about
Instead I just get

the waste man's anymore
Brought an Uzi to the venue keep it on the low
I got people that would die for me I hope you know
They gon' play back all my albums

smoke
Putting my talents to work so we dine with fine china and feast more
When I was 14 I had learned to record and red button had me sold

Went from no

and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all

used as firewood

[Pre-Chorus]
YEAH!

[Chorus]
I was a child when I was angered by the beast
Ever since then my anger’s just increased
My anger has never

Raw Lifes

The Foreign Exchange

Connected

2004

cats I'm done with you
From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you
Get it in with you, forget you
Put your little album out
Who really cares

today, he'll beat it, Joe Frazier
My Guccis, I went all-blue, Nipsey feet (feet)
You see diamonds on my neck, that's Water by G (G)
She went brazy

the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest

the scene with a
Clip full of hollows, Put a hole in his tee
He got soul 'til his face by
The soles of my feet
Don't get stepped on (Don't get stepped on)
I

Niggas in the city were it's beef
Drop a album for the whole youth niggas know it's real
Member going to the food stamps office with my pops that

Do I Do

The Spinners

At Their Best

1999

has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy

Tattoos on my body
Being followed by these Hotties That's ya Bitch yea probably 
Get it Crackin Get it Poppin 
I ain't worried bout nothing 
Back

the demons fear me
Cause I do it for his name
Never for the fame
It would be a shame
If I were to die in vain
Don't take me for a fool
Never sell my soul

H.O.V.A.

Jay-Z

Street Wars, Vol. 5

2008

Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim

waiting
For it to turn green, what you mean?

My soul is never for sale
My youngin' just did a twelve, he home
He ringing bells wish him well
Me and mines

something
I ain't never gonna sell my soul for nothing
Have a dream, the stars aligning
Have a team, it's all God's timing
Mad at me, not compromising
She may

and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my

Who Killed It?

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

2006

What are you guys havin', the same?
Waiter another round for the gang

It's strange how I always felt outta place
Joe The Butcher's my ace, but in

Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy

In reality I'm just an average Joe