Disturbing Tha Peace Lyrics
Disturbing Tha Peace Lyrics
"Break Sumthin' Lyrics"
Breathe Lyrics
your time is running out friend there's people screaming and shouting it's pulling you and it's gonna sting you underestimate the riptide all hell broke loose on your blindside it's pulling you and it's gonna sting breathe, breathe in it's only you against the ocean you rode your wave of emotion you got to where you y
your time is running out friend there's people screaming and shouting it's pulling you and it's gonna sting you underestimate the riptide all hell broke loose on your blindside it's pulling you and it's gonna sting breathe, breathe in it's only you against the ocean you rode your wave of emotion you got to where you y
[Chorus] (2x)
I'm 'bout to break sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
I'm 'bout to break sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying ahhh shit!
[Verse: Ludacris]
Yea, Fe, Fi, Foe, Fum
I smell an ounce of that good and a fifth of rum
Ain't no mistakin' Shady Park is where I'm flippin' from
It's so Shady my old lady gotta' keep a couple guns
You get the runs and I ain't talkin' about the bowel system
I'm talking bleeding, hurry wrap 'em in a towel system
Get the fuck out now system
It's animosity, curiosity, robbery
Probably the reason why theirs no stoppin' me 'till yo
Louder Than The Mob Lyrics
I know I'm just another Judas, kiss Your face While I drive the nail through Your hand I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe Until I feel the hole in Your hands Then I will say, my God, I see not what You see My God, what do You see in me? My God, crowned in glory The Lamb of God is worthy My sin yells, "
u cop a pleaI know I'm just another Judas, kiss Your face While I drive the nail through Your hand I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe Until I feel the hole in Your hands Then I will say, my God, I see not what You see My God, what do You see in me? My God, crowned in glory The Lamb of God is worthy My sin yells, "
[Verse: Shawnna]
Man, see now these bitches wanna fuck wit Shawnna
When I bump that thang and keep a pocketbook of marijuana
Better keep that mouth out my business
Cause I got that 50 for ya
And I'm off the whip in this bitch and somebody shoulda' told ya
I'm drinkin' Remy and these bitches lookin' at me shady
They must don't know that I'm that bitch that smoke 'em in the face
Better take me up out the club cause I'm about to break
And all bitches and thugs know how we operate
We 'bout that take nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse: Fate Wilson]
Little Shorty from G-Roll
On the hustle to see six figures or more
Whether rappin' or pimpin
I Got The Feelin' (Oh No, No) Lyrics
Written by: Neil Diamond Oh no, no, no Baby, something's wrong Oh no, no, no That old time fire's gone It's not so much things you say, love It's what you don't say I am afraid of I got the feelin' I'm hearin' goodbye Don't have to say it It's there in your eyes Oh why, oh my Oh no, no, no hoes
I'm high capping the gold
And I know I made them boys sick when I popped up on 24's
[Verse]
You see me diggin' in my gold
I'm a ghetto bastard and when I'm smokin' on 'dro
I get the munchies directly after
I made doe by offing hoes in transactions
You see I stay on Riverdale Road
But I'll meet you up on Naston
[Verse]
'Cause in the south side partner we break you off proper
And the doctors can't help ya when the guns go block-ah
Time to notify the pastor ya family you'll mourn after
Yea the day after your ashes get scattered
You're all out next batter
[Verse]
I don't need no approval for poodles 'cause I'm a fool dog
Get
Written by: Neil Diamond Oh no, no, no Baby, something's wrong Oh no, no, no That old time fire's gone It's not so much things you say, love It's what you don't say I am afraid of I got the feelin' I'm hearin' goodbye Don't have to say it It's there in your eyes Oh why, oh my Oh no, no, no
I'm high capping the gold
And I know I made them boys sick when I popped up on 24's
[Verse]
You see me diggin' in my gold
I'm a ghetto bastard and when I'm smokin' on 'dro
I get the munchies directly after
I made doe by offing hoes in transactions
You see I stay on Riverdale Road
But I'll meet you up on Naston
[Verse]
'Cause in the south side partner we break you off proper
And the doctors can't help ya when the guns go block-ah
Time to notify the pastor ya family you'll mourn after
Yea the day after your ashes get scattered
You're all out next batter
[Verse]
I don't need no approval for poodles 'cause I'm a fool dog
Get
Insincere Lyrics
Written by Caffey/Wiedlin Oh I think I'd better go No don't see me to the door You kiss my mouth you touch my hair Acting like you care BUT YOU'RE SO INSINCERE IT NEVER EVER CHANGES ANYTHING IT'S OBVIOUS AND CLEAR THAT WHAT WE MEAN IS NOTHING Oh I know you are a fake Yeah I see you're on the take to fighting in clubs and swing with pool balls
Shorty raw, walking by I try to grab sumthin'
If you don't say sumthin' I'm gon' take sumthin'
[Chorus]
[Verse: I-20]
Shit..
Blow you to bits and pieces
My niggas with Caprices
A Gucci bucket, Polo down with the heavy creases
I'm East Side, Scottsdale throw it up dog
I got them rocks by your block throw it up y'all
Slingers, 'dro, and pampus
Let's get it poppin' doctor
Mack 10, AK's when we shoot those choppers
My niggas ridin' hard, my niggas hot and hard
I-20 will bust some fo's so get down boy
[Chorus]
[Outro] {*repeat to fade*}
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Written by Caffey/Wiedlin Oh I think I'd better go No don't see me to the door You kiss my mouth you touch my hair Acting like you care BUT YOU'RE SO INSINCERE IT NEVER EVER CHANGES ANYTHING IT'S OBVIOUS AND CLEAR THAT WHAT WE MEAN IS NOTHING Oh I know you are a fake Yeah I see you're on the take
Shorty raw, walking by I try to grab sumthin'
If you don't say sumthin' I'm gon' take sumthin'
[Chorus]
[Verse: I-20]
Shit..
Blow you to bits and pieces
My niggas with Caprices
A Gucci bucket, Polo down with the heavy creases
I'm East Side, Scottsdale throw it up dog
I got them rocks by your block throw it up y'all
Slingers, 'dro, and pampus
Let's get it poppin' doctor
Mack 10, AK's when we shoot those choppers
My niggas ridin' hard, my niggas hot and hard
I-20 will bust some fo's so get down boy
[Chorus]
[Outro] {*repeat to fade*}
Break sumthin', take sumthin'