Search results for 'still up in the game by k dubb' Page #217

mean it bro
Kill tracks them finish bro
Still actions am feeling Jackson
Many fucking rapper be ghetto but
When I show up she like shouting Haleluyah
She

gon' snuff
In gang we trust

B-more, I stay reppin, my city know that I'm steppin' up
Gang with me, we all some demons, there ain't no stoppin' us
Used

all caught up in just getting the fame
He is special he do not think the same
Got his mental so he winning the game
They laughed in my face today
Don't

to take a risk, shoot my shot. Roll a dice
I saw the error in my ways
I found direction & I wasn't using using waze
In the mornings, like to run a 10k

Again

Mystro

Tables Turn

2018

for a tip
I been stunting from a kid
All this fame got the block lively, 10k up on my pinky man they not like me
Catch me in the city with my dons

the game
In love with the pain
I fuck with the rush
And I still know these bitches
Ain't on shit, so I can't fold
Back and fourth, on and off
I'm tired

don't know u nigga i checked ur resume
You with the play play lie with the str8 face
Save the game for them hoes run game on niggas
Get hit by the dirty k

you playing games with my heart
Had these random people come tear us apart
Shoulda left your ass in the streets no doubt
But…I…Never mind the drama

came to party

[Hook]

[D-Gotti]
I'm in Coco Vanelle
Up in the club, like it's the old K Farrell
Peeping lil' mama, in the go-go pair
Screwston Texas

The Hamilton Polka

Weird Al Yankovic

The Hamilton Polka

2018

in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being

Go loud

Show out, yeah, I'ma act up (whoa)
Fill up the tank, I'm gassed up (whoa)
Back in this thing
I was down bad, now I'm back up
(yeah, yeah,

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

to the house and bag it up
Make that money and stack it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me?
I can't tell you how to run yo' company

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word? [Clean]

2002

to the house and bag it up
Make that money and stack it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me?
I can't tell you how to run yo' company

know how it goes, money, hoes and clothes)
You know my motto though man (It's still M.O.B. though)
(What's your motto?) Listen

(I'm in love again) I

rep the west/
All up in the mix/
I got these bitches on my d**k/
Tryna make a flip /
My lifes a film so get a flick/
Bout to get it in so u know that

naïveté
Treating life like I'm in a race
Had to slow it down just to keep pace
Don't wanna see me now I'm catching up
Funny how time tries to tough us up

had her baby daddy trippin (uh huh)
Hoes be blowing my phone up that shit be making me sick
And my ex still hit me up like can I get me dick 
Tryna get

pen game, insane
Shootin all these shots in your brain like an A-K when I spray
Betta get out of my way
I dont waste time, got my target in my sights
I

been in the field
Mane you know what it is mane
Big 33K shit
Make a nigga lay shit
Up at his face shit
GgK nigga yeah
If I tell her get on her knees she

Too turnt lift me up 

Hurt fuck love

Turn up

Word yuhhh

This aint no new game gotta pop off when I go out 

Kickin it like Lou kang got a bad

a game you lose

Are we trapped
Or are we just simply dead
Don't wanna take the chance
But they still have the same demands
I'm calling out open up

that shit

We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips

Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto

Snoop Dogg

Christmas on Death Row

1996

It's 12.30 AM, Christmas Eve
I'm out with the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph

Geto Highlites

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise [Clean]

1995

gon' put you up on game
We got homies who sell straps
Homies who sell crack
Homies who sell the bomb chronic sacks and fat dubs
Givin'