tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91493918717760264172024-03-07T21:40:11.701-08:00Benzino LyricsCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-58059945916171721622011-03-04T21:25:00.005-08:002023-12-14T08:07:50.501-08:00Arch Nemesis (2005)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjW6dlD-X_iIx88v17iM4ZNa29ol7bUjztjbHp1YN0xgikcHXoB1Tmp-ZRwj-n-oWWCB-zdnpX3MOLICbllfffailjM2bgAb-GkTakgQ1WK5p6rQfiKu-v9zQEPJmJ9DhAXZWjhIHhLoC5-8lDQ93DfzTv4Ai8HFhMMfD6L6G_EyxrgCUcjGSuz3ZAgJm/s1000/Arch%20Nemesis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjW6dlD-X_iIx88v17iM4ZNa29ol7bUjztjbHp1YN0xgikcHXoB1Tmp-ZRwj-n-oWWCB-zdnpX3MOLICbllfffailjM2bgAb-GkTakgQ1WK5p6rQfiKu-v9zQEPJmJ9DhAXZWjhIHhLoC5-8lDQ93DfzTv4Ai8HFhMMfD6L6G_EyxrgCUcjGSuz3ZAgJm/s320/Arch%20Nemesis.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-67596887643649893962011-03-04T21:25:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:25:39.268-08:00On My Mind Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Untouchables)Let me tell you all that's on my mind [repeat x4]<br />
<br />
Why take one bad apple to fuck the whole batch<br />
With a lot of willpower to get shit back<br />
Things got low some habbits have its own track<br />
Niggas was hatin but I aint here to dwell on that (no)<br />
G's dump they packs on 'cause they dont try to slang the shit<br />
Lil homies catchin charges they aint makin a thing to take<br />
Shantes a nympho all she want is weed or dick<br />
Frankies on cell (?) but he keep on blazin em<br />
Murders on a 6 year Tony's bout to come home<br />
DJ's a hustler JV keeps a gun on him<br />
Ben pissin a hallways mixed<br />
Got a nigga comin home to such a horrible stench<br />
Memorials on every pole and fence<br />
Everyday someones head get clipped for somethin small as a nit<br />
Its like wake after wake if this life aint a bitch then why police see us all as shit<br />
<br />
Let me tell you all that's on my mind [repeat x4]<br />
<br />
Deep Thoughts and visions of me going<br />
Like a tumour in the head I'm fed it keeps growin<br />
But me knowin never fall and keep holdin<br />
But the size the games showin suprised I aint foldin<br />
Not enough I gotta worry bout the hood<br />
Some gon do me dirty some gon treat me good<br />
And even if I could rewind back time<br />
I'll be on the same block with the same ol' grind<br />
Girl makin my head hurt carryin deadweight<br />
But I aint sick thats the road that a man takes<br />
But when I break who gon glue me back<br />
When chicks kick my pieces and move my act<br />
I got the mind of a mad man goin insane<br />
Russian roulette until it blows the back of my brain<br />
Things aint the same I can see that clear<br />
Two years in this game but we still here<br />
<br />
Let me tell you all that's on my mind [repeat x4]<br />
<br />
The games changin I told you<br />
Record lables cant control me<br />
I stay ahead I'm never foldin<br />
I'm breakin bread with my soldiers<br />
The hood lose no matter whos in office<br />
Its really hard to choose when the feds is watchin<br />
Niggas doin time just for simply sellin crack<br />
Never really had nothin but the clothes on their back<br />
(Let me tell you) Who I am<br />
And I can make you niggas understand<br />
I got a lot of things on my mind<br />
D.A. want me up doin all my time<br />
Niggas droppin dimes<br />
Police stakin out<br />
Girls erkin my nerven feel like brakin out<br />
Ones I used to love dont care how I make it now<br />
All bout being real from north being fake's aboutCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-43478973747991684442011-03-04T21:25:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:25:06.718-08:00Bottles & Up (Thug Da Club) Lyrics - BenzinoYeah, yeah Storch<br />
That's what I'm talkin' about, my nigga<br />
Bottles & up, BS what up, nigga?<br />
Bottles & up, no's and G's know<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
The club, shorty what get buck<br />
The club, real G's roll up<br />
The club, fight it out get drunk<br />
The club, act wild, tear it up<br />
<br />
Introducin' the nemesis, you've heard of me<br />
Into the rebel, the legend, the rock the party took me to a new level<br />
I'm a bad motherfucka, stones colored, illuminatin'<br />
Roll up to the joint and the girls love it, the niggas hate it<br />
<br />
Unstoppable, position myself to get cheddar<br />
Incredible with these lyrics, I'm only gettin' better<br />
I'm on a sour, my niggas, we poppin' vouf man<br />
Don't want no bottles for niggas, you 'bout to lose, man<br />
<br />
Buyin' bottles for brodies, you know it's nothin', dawg<br />
Crush you something later fo sho, she breakin' somethin' off<br />
Soon as zino step through the door she got it jumpin' off<br />
Grab your chick and head to the floor, I'm callin' all the dawgs<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
The club, shorty what get buck<br />
The club, real G's roll up<br />
The club, fight it out get drunk<br />
The club, act wild, tear it up<br />
<br />
This one's for my niggas got felonies, we's haulin' at the bar<br />
Throwin' Hypno and Henesie, she fuckin' with the hulk<br />
We continue to roll and blow the best trees<br />
Puff an ounce in the club, lookin' for sour D's<br />
<br />
Plus downin' bottles of bub like it was ice tea, only bottles & up<br />
That's if you like me, you got keys (?)<br />
Fellin' lucky like a Celtics clover, lil' spit, lil' flip<br />
Now the game is over, I'm on a mission ain't finished until I'm done<br />
<br />
Make the crowd move wild like I'm bustin' the gun<br />
Everybody hallucinatin', somebody set it off<br />
You're callin' security, now it's<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
The club, shorty what get buck<br />
The club, real G's roll up<br />
The club, fight it out get drunk<br />
The club, act wild, tear it up<br />
(Bottles & up)<br />
<br />
Apologies are never accepted, I'm on another level<br />
Probably try to get me arrested because I'm so ghetto<br />
So many victims of homicide accountable for only thorough niggas<br />
Who want to ride or die with me<br />
<br />
Poured a bottle out for homies who ain't here<br />
Incarcerated niggas with numbers be gettin' mad years<br />
I'm number 34, beyond all the glory<br />
I'm the truth like the 'E! True Hollywood Stories', nigga<br />
<br />
Zino king of the city, I'm 'bout to lock it down<br />
Silly rap get smacked, let's get it poppin' now<br />
Big dawg and I dop it the best<br />
I'm in the club with a code million debt on my chest<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky<br />
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high<br />
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the side<br />
Keep gettin' money till the day that I die<br />
<br />
The club, shorty what get buck<br />
The club, real G's roll up<br />
The club, fight it out get drunk<br />
The club, act wild, tear it up<br />
<br />
Bottles & up<br />
Boston get it poppin'<br />
Bottles & up<br />
MIA get it poppin'<br />
<br />
Bottles & up<br />
New York get it poppin<br />
Ounces & up<br />
LA get it poppin'<br />
<br />
Bottles & up<br />
Philadelphia get it poppin'<br />
Bottles & up<br />
ATL keep it poppin'<br />
<br />
Bottles & up<br />
Chi-Town get it poppin'<br />
Ounces & up<br />
<br />
Zino, uggy what up nigga<br />
(Bottles & up)<br />
Yeah<br />
(Bottles & up)CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-50572657074301993232011-03-04T21:24:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:24:37.394-08:00Look Into My Eyes Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Troy Bell)[Hook - Troy Bell (Benzino)]<br />
Look into my eyes and you will see (my struggle, my pain)<br />
My life, my pains, and the pains that made me (made me who I am)<br />
there's no other place that I would rather be (Benzino)<br />
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me (Troy Bell)<br />
This life chose me (c'mon Troy, let's go)<br />
<br />
[Intro - Benzino (Troy Bell)]<br />
Yeah<br />
This one's for the world, my people *my people)<br />
You think you know me *uh uh*, you have no idea who I am<br />
This is my story, it's not about the magazine<br />
About my baggy jeans, my braids, or my jewelry<br />
The Money, Nah<br />
This is why I didn't choose this life (yeah yeah)<br />
This life chose me<br />
<br />
[Verse 1 - Benzino]<br />
It wasn't long ago when it all began<br />
Standing in the graveyard while they buried my man<br />
That's when I first understood how this game is played<br />
Either kill a nigga quick, or you might get get played<br />
Scene never was that big, the hood was even smaller<br />
Grew up in the projects, then we moved to four corners<br />
Pops went to prison, I knew about the system<br />
Every sunday morning me and moms paid a visit<br />
He was heavy in the streets, maybe mafia connected<br />
All I'm gonna say he was very well respected<br />
They called me Ray Dog, yeah that's Tito's son<br />
I met a lot of great men for many years to come<br />
I'm getting money on my block all night<br />
Running with a bunch of niggas born to fight<br />
Boston was the first on the east to really bang out<br />
Niggaz run these streets while they automatics rang out<br />
<br />
[Hook - Troy Bell (Benzino)]<br />
Look into my eyes and you will see<br />
My life, my pains, and the pains that made me<br />
there's no other place that I would rather be (that's right)<br />
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me (I didn't choose this man)<br />
(yeah)<br />
<br />
[Verse 2 - Benzino]<br />
Now fuckin' with these niggaz on the other side of town<br />
The All Mighty forms, we the hardest click around<br />
Jewelry was heavy, niggaz rolled thirty thick<br />
Artillery was heavy, jake steady on my dick<br />
And I'm squeezin all types of guns *whatever*<br />
Mom's is cryin but that's the life I loves<br />
And that's the life I love, street life, real thug niggaz making rap music<br />
I met Dave at the radio, he cool<br />
Started The Source mag, always had to be in school<br />
One piece of paper, then it grew into a book<br />
But I had my own paper cause my block wasn't looked<br />
I caught a couple of bids, I'm fightin' court cases<br />
It was news at eleven, or in the news papers<br />
Investigation federal, I knew it from the start<br />
Either jealousy, or envy, tore my crew apart<br />
<br />
[Hook - Troy Bell (Benzino)]<br />
Look into my eyes and you will see<br />
My life, my pains, and the pains that made me<br />
there's no other place that I would rather be<br />
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me<br />
(here we go)<br />
<br />
[Verse 3 - Benzino]<br />
If money's is the root of all evil, then burn it<br />
Or get up off your ass, motherfucker, and earn it<br />
I moved to New York, it was time to make it happen<br />
Dave is my dog, and yeah Zno still rapping<br />
I walked through the valley of death with no fear<br />
I'm holdin' Dave down till a niggaz outta here<br />
I breathe for my niggaz deceased, holdin' in<br />
Exhale all the anger that I'm holding within<br />
Too many people in my life never comming back<br />
Never where you from, it's only where you standin' at<br />
I got a few good niggaz, a box of ammunition<br />
That's all I really need for me to carry out a mission<br />
If Eminem wanna squash beef, tell him call me *where you at*<br />
Meet him anywhere, he can bring his whole army<br />
The day will soon come when the world recognize<br />
Zno is the realest since Pac been alive<br />
Motherfucker!<br />
<br />
[Hook - Troy Bell, (Benzino)]<br />
Look into my eyes and you will see (yeah, it's about the struggle man)<br />
My life, my pains, and the pains that made me (yeah it's about my people man)<br />
there's no other place that I would rather be (you wanna know me huh)<br />
(don't judge me, there's only one that can judge man, you need to know me man)<br />
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me<br />
(don't judge me, there's only one that can judge man, you need to know me man)<br />
Look into my eyes and you will see (I didn't choose this life, this life was bestowed upon me)<br />
My life, my pains, and the pains that made me (ha, you can't walk in my shoes yo)<br />
there's no other place that I would rather be (ugh, yeah they're my niggaz, and I'm still here man)<br />
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me (yeah I'm still here, and I'm going nowhere)<br />
<br />
[Outro - Benzino]<br />
Uh huh uh huh, yeah<br />
Yeah Troy<br />
You did it on this one nigga, believe that<br />
Yeah, The Arch Nemesis<br />
In a hood near you<br />
Get itCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-7400191908791155202011-03-04T21:24:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:24:11.514-08:00What's Really Good Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Scarface, Young Hardy)[Intro: Scarface]<br />
Toomp, Facemob in the house with you (What's really good)<br />
My homeboy Benzino, that nigga smoke a pound every thirty minutes (What's really good)<br />
Harlem, up top (What's really good)<br />
What up Hardy? Yeah<br />
<br />
[Scarface:]<br />
I done seen the game change and switch up a few times<br />
Kinfolk got a ten-year plus for two dimes<br />
Small baggage but we still carried weight cause rocked dope<br />
Got a nigga doubled up, the white boy's a nice boat<br />
Been a minute since I've been in it but peeped from side lines<br />
Most of ya'll get it fucked up forgetting the guidelines<br />
When I came we had a code that we followed where none spoke<br />
All the animosity swallowed with that we slung dope<br />
Young niggas in it to win it fucking with hard now<br />
Went from MD to Hennessey, fuck it we stars now<br />
Might as well live a little, we stack it and die young<br />
That's the mentality of niggas who hang where I've hung<br />
And I don't know what made it change but nowadays on my street<br />
Most of these niggas get indicted then turn to police<br />
Where and why's take the cause, exposing your main plot<br />
Then they find your uncle frozen with holes and his brains out<br />
<br />
[Hook:]<br />
[Scarface:]<br />
We don't tolerate a snitcher and this is the first frame<br />
With rules for real niggas who hunger for true game<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
(What's really good) Still gangsta, we locked in the street game<br />
(What's really good) Real niggas bust shots when the beef came<br />
[Young Hardy:]<br />
(What's really good) And even though most of my niggas on parole<br />
We know we still get it, cock back and we let it blow<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
(What's really good) The streets is quiet, we just here to let 'em know<br />
(What's really good)<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Yo, they say I hang around fellas with records and mean looks<br />
Two-time convicted felons do records with mean hooks<br />
Specialise heavy weapons, we labelled as entertainers<br />
I'm nice with the pen, even better with the bangers<br />
My lifestyle considered to some is dangerous<br />
Make sure if you twisting a Dutch you blazing it<br />
We stay heavy in the hood cause the streets is talking<br />
Getting 'fetti like we should, if there's beef, we spark it!<br />
It ain't no need to quit scrapper, I'm on top of my game<br />
Sixty thousand South Africans screaming my name<br />
We international, Caribbean pirates, we warlords<br />
Get the buried treasure hidden up under the floorboards<br />
It ain't no rest for Benzino, see I'm a stay on my grizzly<br />
If I retired right now I know the game would miss me<br />
But I'm a make you with my boys putting out these hits<br />
And steady trynna make noise, you make security rich<br />
C'mon!<br />
<br />
[Hook]<br />
<br />
[Young Hardy:]<br />
I used to stare at the wall, huh<br />
Thinking to myself if I'm gon' make it at all<br />
I hustled just to get by, why<br />
Throwing change in my pocket and a little left to get fly<br />
I'm seeing time passing<br />
And with this short cake I'm stashing, ain't enough to cash in<br />
There's a bigger picture<br />
When all I do is give twenty-five to a pitcher<br />
I'm trynna have my own land<br />
I don't wanna be in mom's house living a grown man<br />
Kids in the living room shacked up<br />
Bedroom's packed up, my rent bent, I'm backed up<br />
I only want the best for me, sorta made a mess for me<br />
I'm hoping this thing was left for me<br />
But if it is, please bless shortie<br />
I can't see myself forty to grind the same story<br />
<br />
[Hook]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-47246574331421085942011-03-04T21:23:00.002-08:002011-03-04T21:23:36.007-08:00Wide Body Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Faheim)[Intro - Benzino]<br />
Oh you really think I wasn't comming back?<br />
Man you got me all twisted, c'mon man<br />
Beat Focus yeah<br />
Yo ugly turn it up man<br />
Zno, Sis Meazy, whatup<br />
48, Alize, whatup<br />
JB Jakes, 2 Times<br />
<br />
[Hook - Faheim]<br />
When I roll up low in that new wide body, please don't hate<br />
Walk through the door, shorty look my way, it's ok<br />
I ain't worried about, I'm here to party, here to party<br />
See the ladies get low, get low, my hip kno! ws<br />
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyo<br />
<br />
[Verse 1 - Benzino]<br />
Nevermind if my pants sag<br />
Just as long as my earrings light up the skylight, bombs over Bahgdad<br />
I hope you haters act fast<br />
Cause I'm about to change my name from Benzino to Mad Cash<br />
You know what I'm starin<br />
I told my rims to stop spinnin, they ain't listen cause they hard of hearing<br />
Tinted coupes, Christal, then you loose<br />
Mama you rollin with a G, no more gin & juice<br />
Gangsters don't take it light<br />
Any night, dime pieces, got em shaking like Vegas dice<br />
See ID, VIP, Benz do everything B.I.G. *Baby*<br />
Beantown what I do rep, weed from the dred, got me right for the two step<br />
Ice on my wrist, glist flash, ring to em<br />
Shorty's a done deal, go ahead homie sing to em<br />
<br />
[Hook - Faheim]<br />
When I roll up low in that new wide body, plea se don't hate<br />
Walk through the door, shorty look my way, it's ok<br />
I ain't worried about, I'm here to party, here to party<br />
See the ladies get low, get low, my hip knows<br />
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyo<br />
<br />
[Verse 2 - Benzino]<br />
I got Cris by the case, lil pocket full of pesos, you can come party with me<br />
Me in the back, plays sittin on stacks, you can get the party started with me<br />
Sticky ! icky in the air, run my fingers through your hair, all the time while I'm sizing you up<br />
I can tell she's a freak, I ain't even gotta speak, fill it up to the top of a cup<br />
One more a drink, I ain't gotta think, already know soon she'll be naked in a mink<br />
Tryin' to make the world spin, diamonds and pearls when<br />
She make the call to menage with her girlfriend<br />
I can not lie, I love when pretty girls got their toes pointed at the sky<br />
Sendin them, back home barely remember them<br />
Four tim! es a week at least, that's the minimum<br />
<br />
[Hook - Faheim]<br />
When I roll up low in that new wide body, please don't hate<br />
Walk through the door, shorty look my way, it's ok<br />
I ain't worried about, I'm here to party, here to party<br />
See the ladies get low, get low, my hip knows<br />
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyo<br />
<br />
[Bridge - Faheim]<br />
How many ladies wanna party with us<br />
Shake their bodies for us<br />
Sip Bacardi with us<br />
Leave in Ferrari's with us<br />
How many ladies wanna party with us<br />
Shake their bodies for us<br />
Sip Bacardi with us<br />
Leave the party aiyo<br />
<br />
[Hook - Faheim]<br />
When I roll up low in that new wide body, please don't hate<br />
Walk through the door, shorty look my way, it's ok<br />
I ain't worried about, I'm here to party, here to party<br />
See the ladies get low, get low, my hip knows<br />
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyoCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-31681324575251157852011-03-04T21:23:00.000-08:002011-03-04T21:23:09.396-08:00Trying To Make It Through Lyrics - Benzino (feat. 2Pac & Freddie Foxxx)Fam Base<br />
All my thugs say<br />
<br />
[Verse 1: 2Pac]<br />
Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks<br />
I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches<br />
I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do<br />
Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew<br />
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box<br />
You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx<br />
And I, You really don't want none from Pac<br />
Cause I'll be strapped wit a glock<br />
And throw thangs like I'm born to box<br />
I'll hit this motherfuckin gin then I'll be all in<br />
Hell yeah, Young niggaz straight ballin<br />
And everybody wants to see if I'm a g weighin 185<br />
And I'm high 'til I fuckin die<br />
Thug life in this motherfucker catchin wreck<br />
Big stretch hit me off when I hit the set<br />
But now I'm full cause I'm tipsy and I filla<br />
Nigga tryin to see if I'm a killa<br />
Cmon<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
If my pain don't speak my story, If these words don't speak my soul<br />
If my struggle be the legacy, In this world if I let go<br />
Is it the only thing that's constant is a change that's overdue?<br />
If they fault me for my attitude, I'm just tryin to make it through<br />
<br />
[Verse 2: Freddie Foxxx]<br />
It's Bump Knucks from the underground still full of rage<br />
Rhymes, I write 'em in blood, They spill through the page<br />
I been on my lelow, Time is layin in the cut<br />
Waitin for feds and snitches to move, Nigga what?<br />
I'm a smooth nigga but, I'm extra deadly<br />
I'm 45 minutes of gangster medley's<br />
I'm a crook, You the heart beat, Master the theft<br />
Steal everything but air, I won't take ya breath<br />
Y'all know, The 3 pound 7 cali revolve<br />
Got a murder to solve, My heart was involved<br />
I'm a thug nigga, I still say fuck a label<br />
Fuck wit ray, And nigga you will duck a table<br />
Corrupt mob, Nigga we bounce from the jake's<br />
Tryin to turn into key's, The ounces we take<br />
I'm a lock men, Dimin, Rhymin godzilla<br />
Wit the calico's cocked, You fuckin wit a killa<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Verse 3: Benzino]<br />
Don't you ever think for a minute I wasn't comin back<br />
Makaveli would never be on a Shady track<br />
How could you ever insinuate the inprobable?<br />
The number 1 rapper alive? How is it possible?<br />
Runnin through these industry niggaz like I was Ray Lewis<br />
Never scurred to press on the trigger because I been through it<br />
Tryin to keep me from flyin, They gonna let you do it<br />
Only thing that kept me from dyin is makin rap music<br />
Tell me what you hidin for, Was it miami on memorial day?<br />
Up in the all-star in La, Super bowl sunday<br />
We up in houston where niggaz like the gunplay<br />
And everybody's shootin, I'm a universal hood nigga, Me and Bumpy put it down<br />
Wit Makaveli, These niggaz wasn't even around<br />
What's the difference between ya niggaz and mine?<br />
We was up in the studio wit the realist of all time<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-79092820101858118812011-03-04T21:22:00.002-08:002011-03-04T21:22:15.127-08:00album: "Redemption" (2003)CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-5781482361703847002011-03-04T21:22:00.000-08:002011-03-04T21:22:02.548-08:00Stayin 4Eva Lyrics - Benzino[Benzino:]<br />
In the studio all night makin' hits<br />
since you claim I don't right I'm a put it like this<br />
Benzino shit tight when I flex my wrists<br />
check the publishing dawg I gets checks for this<br />
and the public gonna love with the check for this<br />
motivated by the hate you better check the list<br />
shit's climbin' homeboy you better check these whips<br />
fully loaded with a tech two extra clips<br />
now it wasn't really that long ago<br />
when I put it down with my team almighty R.S.O.<br />
hustler by night make beats in the day<br />
had that thing under the bed if you fuck with Ray<br />
damn shame why we gotta live this way<br />
protect my life by any means I ain't dyin' today<br />
and I love rap music it's the reason I'm alive<br />
and my faith in God is the reason I survive what<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
I'm prayin' forever<br />
I gotta find another way up<br />
ain't no way I'll ever give up<br />
I'm stayin' forever<br />
and there ain't nothin' holdin' me down<br />
ain't no way to count me out<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Not too many chose the path that young Zino took<br />
where the R.S.O. or Made Men cats we shook<br />
I find it hard to believe that dawg's still livin'<br />
let alone makin' music and I in prison<br />
Destiny's some shit you can't avoid<br />
build a solid foundation and you can't destroy<br />
Me Jeff and JD we keepin' it real<br />
we stay-in homeboys fuck a record deal<br />
shit don't move less you got somethin' to prove<br />
caught up in the streets go gun for gun<br />
since day one I know I stack a million plus<br />
maintain keep my cash flow up bumble and sickly<br />
still got my .38 with me and my gangsta tight<br />
like invincible shit get critical<br />
you face I ain't feelin' you<br />
dead upon arrival it's all about survival<br />
I'm a rep for my title<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Dead before dishonor I'm a scream it loud<br />
put in work Four Corners where I move the crowd<br />
undenied my dawg's were the best around<br />
media constantly tryin' to test my ground<br />
attitude real 'noyed my trust is gone<br />
temper always flare up my patience worn<br />
association's a bitch when you known by all<br />
conspiracy with a snitch wanna see me fall<br />
Raw shit revoke I don't seem to ever learn my lesson<br />
Hayes blowin' out the roof spray envy and blessin'<br />
Ray face the truth when niggas start confessin'<br />
hot up in the booth I hope I answered all your questions<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
Ain't no way to count me out<br />
I'm gon' be here for you babe<br />
we gotta find a way out<br />
ain't no way I'll ever give upCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-49097648097807679772011-03-04T21:21:00.002-08:002011-03-04T21:21:39.305-08:00Call My Name Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Mario Winans/Lisa Raye)[Intro: Benzino]<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
<br />
[Jadakiss]<br />
Yo, yeah, aiyyo<br />
We can do whatever you want to, I promise<br />
Fight, play razor tag or spit lamas<br />
I'm two guns up over the roof<br />
Hopin at least one hit your upper gums over your tooth<br />
Cuz a lot of niggas jus talkin<br />
Wanna kill a nigga on a record, when they see 'em they jus talkin<br />
In my case, I'ma jus hawk 'em<br />
Cuz niggas is waitin for a lawsuit, it's hot and they walkin<br />
They sendin dudes up like clockwork<br />
Niggas that can't hold it down usually come home with artwork<br />
Ain't no such thing as a smart jerk<br />
Then again, one fuckin dumb-dumb can make your heart jerk<br />
D-Block nigga, we got work<br />
That old school grey shit, uncut, got niggas pops hurt<br />
You ran off Broadway, I get top work<br />
Minority report, you don't know what you got murk, that's why..<br />
<br />
[Chorus: Benzino]<br />
Everybody wanna call your name<br />
Until you squeeze them chromey thangs<br />
Everybody wanna call you out<br />
Until you pull up at the house<br />
And everybody wanna try and bluff<br />
Go head nigga press your luck, what's up?<br />
And everybody wanna call your name<br />
Don't wait, jus please call my name<br />
<br />
[Jadakiss]<br />
Dear God I got eighty five forty five bullets in the Tommy<br />
With a extra thirty clip in my back pocket so try me<br />
I'm on the yellow lines on one knee<br />
Tryna hit a nigga in a building in One-D<br />
Yeah, D-Block, you hatin the unity<br />
I bring it to your motherfuckin gated community<br />
In case you ever get it in your mind again<br />
Twenty lil dirty niggas, with no guns throwin Heinekens<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
By the time you hear this verse, I done staked you out<br />
Me, V nailed and hearse, layin at your house<br />
We screwin silencers, put a muzzle on that AK<br />
Rip that nigga shit in half, make that bitch pay<br />
Annihilate, every piece of ground you walk on<br />
No need to talk on coward, I get my chalk on<br />
It's always one nigga on the side<br />
Talkin out his mouth next thing you know he bleedin from his side<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
Are you crazy? I was in the dirt since '87<br />
If war is hell, then will I ever go to heaven?<br />
The D duck, Zino bring the Tommy when I re-up<br />
Four and a half is nothin, get your ki's up<br />
You boys stop bluffin, before you get beat up<br />
Take your car keys, throw your ass in the trunk<br />
Slide off with your bitch, L.E.S. track bump<br />
Cats still can't figure me out (What?)<br />
Askin how this nigga in the game gained so much clout?<br />
Fuck whoever wanna claim king, I lay you down<br />
Take your chain and your ring, you can keep the crown<br />
I told your man the same thing, he can eat these rounds<br />
Lacerate your face, pistol whip you unconscious<br />
Your block never did so I know you can't want this<br />
You rap a good one, but I see it in your eyes<br />
You like to bang on wax cuz you don't wanna die<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Outro: Benzino]<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-unCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-18833887956778500132011-03-04T21:21:00.000-08:002011-03-04T21:21:05.480-08:00Rock The Party Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Mario Winans)[Intro]<br />
Yellow City, yea..<br />
Benzino, yea<br />
Yellow Man, yea..<br />
Young Hef, yea (that's what they call me)<br />
Yellow City, yea (that's where I'm from)<br />
Benzino, yea (my nigga)<br />
Young Hef, yea - c'mon rock<br />
<br />
[Verse: Benzino]<br />
Checkin' in the closet for my blue Velour suit<br />
Piping all around it wit the matchin' Timb boots<br />
Hop up in the wagon wit the 20 inch shoes on... (ohh)<br />
Riding down the street wit a twenty G stack<br />
Shorty paging me saying "Zino where you at?"<br />
Look up in the mirror 5-0 up on my back it's [sirens] uh ohh<br />
Pull up in the spot smoking in the parking lot<br />
Everybody having fun niggas don't stop<br />
Pray to God that I don't have to let the guns pop it's... [gunshot]<br />
Maybe all the ladies wanna chill wit Benz and Hef<br />
Pushing up the bottle 'til there's no more Henny left<br />
Step it up to Louie now let's see what happens next... yo<br />
<br />
[Chorus (2x)]<br />
We gon' throw the party - rock the party<br />
Then drink Bakardi - freak somebody<br />
Then leave the party to the after party y'all... (ohh)<br />
<br />
[Verse: Benzino]<br />
Lookin' at the shorty wit the Frankie B. Jeans<br />
Thong hangin' out, butterfly belly ring<br />
Butter leather boots with the tassles that's mean... (ohh)<br />
Got up on that ass when she came up in the door<br />
Rock it to the beat then we took it to the floor<br />
DJ in the club spinnin' record back and forth {*scratching*}<br />
People going hard cause you know the mood is right<br />
Everybody screaming like they at a Tyson fight<br />
Young Hef in the back wit a dime lookin' tight, oh-my, ohhh<br />
Hit the sour diesel mami bouncin' on my lap<br />
VIP crowded so I take it to the back<br />
Up in the coat room where you find Zino at, and Mario too<br />
Yo (now everybody just)<br />
<br />
[Chorus (2x)]<br />
<br />
[Verse: Benzino]<br />
5 in the morning more drinks at the crib<br />
Whatchu waitin' for? mami get your ass in!<br />
Hop up in the coupe, girls riding wit my friend<br />
"Y-y-y-y-yo, y'all follow us, follow us"<br />
Rollin' through the city wit the CD on blast<br />
Pull up at the mansion had to dip up in the stash (yea)<br />
Scene lookin' sexy shorty got a fat ass, oh-my-God<br />
Step up in the place everybody gettin' wet<br />
Sweatin' on the floor dancin' like they havin' sex<br />
Poppin' Champagne taking bottles to the neck, uh uh uh, yea (c'mon)<br />
Lookin' at my Jacob it's about that time<br />
Suns comin' up bout to close the blinds (yea)<br />
This is how we do almost everyday<br />
Now meet me upstairs wit Courvoisier, yo<br />
<br />
[Chorus (2x)]<br />
<br />
[Bridge (2x)]<br />
What is a party if it don't rock?<br />
We just gon' proceed to make it hot<br />
A Yellow City party no it don't stop<br />
We gon' rock...<br />
<br />
C'MON!!<br />
<br />
[Chorus (to fade)]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-23642314510456182402011-03-04T21:20:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:20:40.819-08:00Would You Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Jadakiss)[Intro: Benzino]<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
<br />
[Jadakiss]<br />
Yo, yeah, aiyyo<br />
We can do whatever you want to, I promise<br />
Fight, play razor tag or spit lamas<br />
I'm two guns up over the roof<br />
Hopin at least one hit your upper gums over your tooth<br />
Cuz a lot of niggas jus talkin<br />
Wanna kill a nigga on a record, when they see 'em they jus talkin<br />
In my case, I'ma jus hawk 'em<br />
Cuz niggas is waitin for a lawsuit, it's hot and they walkin<br />
They sendin dudes up like clockwork<br />
Niggas that can't hold it down usually come home with artwork<br />
Ain't no such thing as a smart jerk<br />
Then again, one fuckin dumb-dumb can make your heart jerk<br />
D-Block nigga, we got work<br />
That old school grey shit, uncut, got niggas pops hurt<br />
You ran off Broadway, I get top work<br />
Minority report, you don't know what you got murk, that's why..<br />
<br />
[Chorus: Benzino]<br />
Everybody wanna call your name<br />
Until you squeeze them chromey thangs<br />
Everybody wanna call you out<br />
Until you pull up at the house<br />
And everybody wanna try and bluff<br />
Go head nigga press your luck, what's up?<br />
And everybody wanna call your name<br />
Don't wait, jus please call my name<br />
<br />
[Jadakiss]<br />
Dear God I got eighty five forty five bullets in the Tommy<br />
With a extra thirty clip in my back pocket so try me<br />
I'm on the yellow lines on one knee<br />
Tryna hit a nigga in a building in One-D<br />
Yeah, D-Block, you hatin the unity<br />
I bring it to your motherfuckin gated community<br />
In case you ever get it in your mind again<br />
Twenty lil dirty niggas, with no guns throwin Heinekens<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
By the time you hear this verse, I done staked you out<br />
Me, V nailed and hearse, layin at your house<br />
We screwin silencers, put a muzzle on that AK<br />
Rip that nigga shit in half, make that bitch pay<br />
Annihilate, every piece of ground you walk on<br />
No need to talk on coward, I get my chalk on<br />
It's always one nigga on the side<br />
Talkin out his mouth next thing you know he bleedin from his side<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
Are you crazy? I was in the dirt since '87<br />
If war is hell, then will I ever go to heaven?<br />
The D duck, Zino bring the Tommy when I re-up<br />
Four and a half is nothin, get your ki's up<br />
You boys stop bluffin, before you get beat up<br />
Take your car keys, throw your ass in the trunk<br />
Slide off with your bitch, L.E.S. track bump<br />
Cats still can't figure me out (What?)<br />
Askin how this nigga in the game gained so much clout?<br />
Fuck whoever wanna claim king, I lay you down<br />
Take your chain and your ring, you can keep the crown<br />
I told your man the same thing, he can eat these rounds<br />
Lacerate your face, pistol whip you unconscious<br />
Your block never did so I know you can't want this<br />
You rap a good one, but I see it in your eyes<br />
You like to bang on wax cuz you don't wanna die<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Outro: Benzino]<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-un<br />
Un hun, un hun-unCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-74656209069075672472011-03-04T21:19:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:19:46.148-08:00Make You Wanna Holla Lyrics - Benzino[Benzino:]<br />
Now we gon burn this right here<br />
Ay yo dim the lights down<br />
yeah yeah<br />
we gon let the track talk to em<br />
<br />
Fly cars pretty hos rocks on my arm shit<br />
you'd think I had the world in my palm<br />
surrounded by the team pockets full of C.R.E.A.M.<br />
still ain't all peaches and cream<br />
cause it's hard being a rich man specially when you black<br />
no margin for error no room for slack<br />
cops stay on your back<br />
lyin tryin to convict me<br />
they wait to treat a nigga you would think it was the 60's<br />
and it<br />
<br />
Makes you wanna holla<br />
to the top of my lungs but the weed smoke's blockin my lungs<br />
watchin my son<br />
I know this game is mean don't let him go where I've gone<br />
see what I've seen takin puffs off the green<br />
keep my mind off this bullshit<br />
it's like a mental tug of war<br />
with every bullshit I got a keep a full clip<br />
you niggas don't understand<br />
I'm only human I'm just like you damn<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Makes you wanna holla<br />
cause it's hard sometimes on the grind<br />
when you're tryin to get them dollars man and<br />
Prayin for tomorrow<br />
but it might not come so I'm a hustle till my work is done<br />
It makes you wanna holla<br />
cause it's hard sometimes on the grind<br />
when you're tryin to get them dollars man<br />
Prayin for tomorrow<br />
but it might not come so I'm a hustle till my work is done<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Livin swimmin in bucks big boy trucks<br />
sometimes I feel like givin it up<br />
drop top chrome pipes damn what a life<br />
I'd trade it all just to sleep some nights<br />
it's hard bein a gangsta<br />
specially when you get the D.A. still buildin a case<br />
everywhere you turn cameras all up in your face<br />
I.R.S. audit your papes trying to take your estate<br />
and your man's on the stand raisin his right hand<br />
cause you swear to tell the truth I bet you do<br />
and it<br />
<br />
Makes you wanna holla<br />
cause when you got dollars every chick wanna holla<br />
claimin they swallow<br />
need the so-called cats you knew from way back<br />
suddenly they your cousin wanna run with the pack<br />
he your man long as you givin him stacks<br />
but let you get fucked and need a buck<br />
he ain't callin you back<br />
now what type of shit is that<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-44240313258659418062011-03-04T21:19:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:19:20.912-08:00Neva Shuvin' Lyrics - BenzinoBoston, Mass we keep it thug with niggas<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
it's the love it's the love<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
cause it's the love my nigga<br />
it's the love...<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
I wake up every mornin nigga get up<br />
I grab my tech just in case I gotta tear up<br />
I said that same shit about ten years ago<br />
same nigga but now my tech is by my window<br />
been reppin threes wearin black<br />
since the days of block parties hollow tips and stolen Cadillacs<br />
been dodgin guns every other fuckin day<br />
Moms can't understand {what's come over it}<br />
runnin up the weed spots everybody lay the say<br />
everybody gone up in your parkin<br />
gun shot to your boy where your wallet<br />
Mr. Benzino kill a man just for profit<br />
<br />
[M3:]<br />
Yo it's the city of the grime<br />
and I stay with my nine<br />
slangin and bangin with Boston niggas that rap Hangmen<br />
so when you talk Bean town call me out<br />
and end up with a small fuckin glock in your mouth<br />
niggas<br />
<br />
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
it's the love it's the love<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
cause it's the love my niggas<br />
it's the love...<br />
<br />
[M3:]<br />
It's the usual suspect<br />
when it's better suitin with the tech<br />
cause I'm known to keep one on deck<br />
I checks niggas sometime I have to correct niggas<br />
sometimes it nothin at all just disrespect niggas<br />
I can't stand a snitch lovin niggas that ain't a bitch<br />
no nigga hatin cause I'm tryin to get rich<br />
money don't make me a man<br />
whether I'm paid or I'm broke<br />
I'm gon still be Mr. Mic meaner from outta town<br />
with a clientel like hell<br />
cause I'm a hustler that raise sin in these streets<br />
that I ain't sold and I that can't sell<br />
plus I'm gifted to be connected<br />
I get a turno cause someone to turn on after I whips it<br />
cause I'm a dealer boy clothes at the tailor boy<br />
this ain't no gimmick little nigga this is the real McCoy<br />
despite the masses in the gloves they're still thugs<br />
I'm still in these streets so I'm a home town and a most loved<br />
<br />
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
it's the love it's the love<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
cause it's the love my niggas<br />
it's the love...<br />
<br />
[Wyclef Jean]:<br />
Yo I got a call from Ray Benzino he sent me from Imadapan<br />
they greeted me with two kisses you know I'm a Made Man<br />
how ya think I got the name Hatician Sicillian<br />
after I do the prom I change colors like a chamelleon<br />
now understand this refugee got plans to better the land<br />
so when the revolution come I keep my gun in hand<br />
and that's the truth Wyclef will put two in your goose<br />
and use your head like the hunters do to a moose<br />
<br />
It's the L it's the O it's the V it's the E<br />
from the C double O from the L G double E<br />
still crush numb in the E three double O<br />
pedal to the floor before you can say go<br />
ay yo I'm a say this one time stay off my dick<br />
you're not in my league so sit Boo Boo sit<br />
let geezie you spit all lines legit<br />
scientists got the formula to come cop the hit<br />
<br />
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
it's the love it's the love<br />
we never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas<br />
cause it's the love my niggas<br />
it's the love...CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-85680960189334439702011-03-04T21:18:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:18:41.260-08:00Gangsta's Touch Lyrics - BenzinoHangman Three Zino Murder Murder Hangman Three Zino Zino Benzino Cadillac Tah<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
See it ain't nothin but the gangsta's touch<br />
that make em wanna ride with us<br />
so come on mami hop on in this truck<br />
people runnin leakin like Angel Dust<br />
after we fuck blaze one up<br />
Gangsta touch<br />
that make em wanna ride with us<br />
so come on mami hop on in this truck<br />
people runnin leakin like Angel Dust<br />
after we fuck blaze one up<br />
<br />
[Cadillac Tah:]<br />
Gangsta's get it goin chips and steady growin while haters are steady<br />
plottin whatever we told them and poppin Ma I know you love it when<br />
we rollin sittin in that baby blue blow this gangsta clean and straight<br />
from Queens and I do it for my block huggers niggas can not touch us<br />
roadies gotta love us something to bottom borrow choke the fifth you're<br />
bones saggin I'm tryin to see what's happenin lil mama what's crackin<br />
I ain't with all the yappin and bumpin the gums jump in the boxer you<br />
hungry we can go get a lobster sugar listen you dealin with big sippin<br />
players who want to be pimps drinkin all that garbage<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Baby blue navy blue yellow canary stones she wanna have my baby she like<br />
the way I bone she wanna be my lady no wifey's at home black Mercededes<br />
Coupe sittin on chrome she whisper to her girl I wanna take Zino home<br />
obsessed with the fact she ain't leavin me alone okay mama you want it<br />
my dons gonna give it meet Black Cadillac don't rap it we live it up in<br />
Mass 21 chicks flock when we huddle my team's so fly we should own a Delta<br />
shuttle so stop actin boosie you talkin too much cause you fuckin with a<br />
dawg with a gangsta touch<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Black Child:]<br />
See knowin nothin but a gangsta to pick her up and break her off baby so I hit her up and split a Dutch dud by nature Ma I ain't gon chase ya we<br />
make chips major take trips to Vegas sold fits with lazers don't believe<br />
everything you hear you heard I play in the Coupe with birds remove the<br />
roof and splurge I'm really uncommercial without rehearsal a controversial<br />
gangsta but I ain't gonna hurt ya so holla at us we got bottles to bust<br />
and models to touch thug life gangstas 'R us plus we them ballas to click<br />
with big six fifth shit with God as my witness<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-43881473304100364852011-03-04T21:18:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:18:13.349-08:00Redemption Rosary Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Fatal Hussein, Kid Javi)[Benzino]<br />
Ima smoke until I'm fried<br />
Help me cope with the demons that I can't hide<br />
Intuition is a gift (nigga)<br />
If you think that a nigga did it<br />
Hit em in the chest and keep it movin'<br />
Or go sit your silly ass down<br />
Dont give me no excuses that you turned your little life around (naw)<br />
You were born into violence<br />
You weave pain, aint nuttin but a g thang<br />
Anyway, you better get him 'fore he get you (get you)<br />
Fuck around, fall asleep then he wet you<br />
Fuck around he call the feds then they get you<br />
And your bitch is gonna flip and forget you<br />
Drop to my knees, Lord I'm reachin out<br />
I'm ordain to the streets (Tell me whats it all about uh)<br />
Kill them niggas with the clout<br />
Eliminate these haters<br />
Ima deal with you later<br />
Man this shit got me fucked up (fucked up)<br />
Right up<br />
I gotta keep token (pass that shit)<br />
Conversatin with the devil<br />
Im on another level<br />
The evil thing that men do<br />
Off with your head if you fuckin with Benzino (fuckin with Benzino)<br />
<br />
[chorus]<br />
<br />
God I'm droppin to my knees (to my knees)<br />
My Rosaries in my hand<br />
And I'm screamin Lord please (Lord please)<br />
Gotta take the pain away (Gotta take the pain away)<br />
Will I live to see another day (another day)<br />
<br />
[verse 2]<br />
I was, boring in heaven, raised in hell<br />
Fightin demons off my back<br />
Attack and kill<br />
Chill<br />
When murder is an option<br />
Gotta take precaution<br />
I'm already known, the Lord has a plan<br />
But it's so damn hard bein honest man<br />
And I'm stuck in my ways<br />
So Ima blaze for life<br />
Give these streets some praise<br />
I know they raised me right (haha)<br />
Jesus Christ, if my life turns upside-down<br />
I'll sit beside you in your kingdom with your angels round<br />
Hear the sound of your choir<br />
All in my brain<br />
The streets is on fire<br />
They callin my name<br />
Even though they caused me so much pain (so much pain)<br />
They lace a thugged up on so much game (so much game)<br />
The agony in extacy<br />
People mad at me<br />
If Judas' is next to me<br />
End up in tragedy<br />
Fuck it<br />
Im destined to die young<br />
Im losin my religion<br />
Speakin in tounge<br />
Im on a one way trip to death<br />
Inhaling this pain like it's my last breath (so whats next)<br />
Ima kill you 'fore you kill me<br />
Fuckin with Hobby ya dead body<br />
Your bitch gonna feel me<br />
<br />
[chorus]<br />
<br />
God I'm droppin to my knees (to my knees)<br />
My Rosaries in my hand<br />
And I'm screamin Lord please (Lord please)<br />
Gotta take the pain away<br />
Will I live to see another day (another day)<br />
<br />
[Fatal Hussein]<br />
Hussein the don<br />
It's nothin I get there early<br />
Cuz I stay in the mix<br />
Could you imagine all the demons<br />
When you stay in the Bricks<br />
And every night I hear em talkin to me<br />
It's like I hear em when they call me in my sleep<br />
But I aint tryin ta feel em walkin to me<br />
Six million ways to die<br />
I choose the one, thats easiest to me<br />
So I choose the gun<br />
And if you choose the wrong one choice<br />
you better choose to run<br />
I had a soul of Makaveli<br />
When you lose a lung<br />
Take it from me<br />
I make niggas learn respect<br />
Disrespect hurt but pain is when I burn a tech<br />
And it aint nutttin like gettin ya head slittin ya wig<br />
And the fed find you buried with your bitch and her kids<br />
It was rough comin up nigga, I aint eatin<br />
You think Im tryin to turn the tables now, I aint beat<br />
<br />
Im finna do this, ride it out to the end<br />
Rest In Peace to my niggas<br />
Makaveli the don, Killa Kadafi<br />
<br />
[chorus 2x]<br />
<br />
God I'm droppin to my knees (to my knees)<br />
My Rosaries in my hand<br />
And I'm screamin Lord please (Lord Please) Rest In Peace<br />
Gotta take the pain away<br />
Will I live to see another day (another day)<br />
<br />
[Benzino - talkin']<br />
No doubt, this one goin out to my brother Porky D<br />
Hold ya head<br />
Rest in peace Tupac Shakur, Biggie Smalls, Big Punisher, Big L, Freaky TahCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-10566663072237150712011-03-04T21:16:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:16:52.180-08:00X-Tra Hot Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Daz Dillinger & Jewell)MT Benzino Daz Dilly<br />
Yeah...<br />
<br />
[Daz Dillinger:]<br />
Hey I'm back with a hit at then dumpsters<br />
plus your speakers dump that real shit<br />
to blow out your tweeters pull out your<br />
heaters if your cold warm it up get it<br />
up my niggas and my bitches get your<br />
hands get em up I gets rough ride I<br />
get it raw like never before hard core<br />
explore nigga to knock down your door<br />
it seems you can't take no more so<br />
stick em up now give it up to get<br />
your nigga's buck what the fuck I<br />
struck a match I tip my hat to the<br />
left I get them niggas with the laws<br />
of death I got the rep motherfucker<br />
my name is Daz I'll whoop ass every<br />
day all day I count big ass cash it's<br />
just I keep on comin with it I know<br />
you're scare with it it's Diggy Daz<br />
and Benzino back on a fuckin mission<br />
oh no nigga I'm back with another<br />
dose and if you niggas don't know I<br />
rock coast to coast I hit you with a<br />
click-clack and a pick-pack niggas<br />
wanna do that and they said that I<br />
did that the D-A to the Z and Mr.<br />
Dillinger willin to fuck a reese<br />
Now my niggas you know who run the<br />
streets everytime I come around to<br />
your club or the spot we got it hot<br />
all my niggas and bitches why don't<br />
you yell it out {Daz} and if you<br />
see me coast to coast don't act<br />
like you seen a ghost just scream<br />
it out<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Benzino temperature is risin I want you inside me touchin on my body<br />
Boy you got me burnin and I can't hide this feeling I'm extra hot and<br />
I'm waitin for you<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
I'm steady livin and shit you see<br />
it's evident I canary wearin it<br />
not even hearin ya meet her at<br />
the Merridian unforgetable<br />
experience hit that I'm killin<br />
it macked out I'm swervin it<br />
crapped out your nervousness<br />
stacks I be deservin them<br />
cats I'm not concerned with<br />
them who you I never heard<br />
of ya act out I murder ya<br />
blast out I'm burnin ya<br />
niggas ain't that appalin<br />
and chicks I be importin them<br />
fly that ass Zino put you up<br />
in first class she bring a<br />
coat for D-A-Z at the crib<br />
with L-T feelin doggy-style<br />
part three<br />
<br />
[Daz Dillinger:]<br />
Everytime I come around<br />
your clubs or your spot we<br />
get it hot all my niggas and<br />
bitches why don't you yell it out<br />
{Daz} and if you see me coast<br />
to coast don't act like you<br />
seen a ghost just scream it out<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Click clack I'm bustin em<br />
hit stacks I'm clutchin em<br />
this track I'm crushin em<br />
back door I'm rushin it<br />
flip rhymes complete with it<br />
hit dimes I'm sick with it<br />
grit nines I'm spittin it<br />
the ass hard he feelin it<br />
blast off I'm pealin it<br />
drop top be wheelin and<br />
everybody be sayin that<br />
Benzino is the realest thing<br />
now here we go again let's<br />
get this dough again fuck<br />
it I fly to Logan and Zino<br />
rip up the show again Chronic<br />
steady smokin it the drama<br />
never provokin it niggas<br />
already knowin that Jacob<br />
he keeps me glowin and East<br />
we keep it hustlin South they<br />
keep it crunk and West they<br />
keep it comin and West they<br />
keep on gunnin it<br />
<br />
[Daz Dillinger:]<br />
Everytime I come around<br />
your club or your spot we<br />
get it hot all my niggas<br />
and bitches why don't you<br />
yell out {Daz} and if you<br />
see me coast to coast don't<br />
act like you seen a ghost<br />
just scream it out<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-8483214707930446872011-03-04T21:16:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:16:21.266-08:00I Remember Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Mario Winans)[Mario Winans:]<br />
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah<br />
Oh baby<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
I remember when we had to keep it on the low<br />
flew you everywhere so nobody would know<br />
and I remember when we got stuck in the storm one night<br />
(remember that) pulled over hopped out had a snowball fight<br />
I remember havin so much fun<br />
like fuckin on the beach waitin for the sun<br />
I understand when they say love hurts<br />
so let's get it like we had it and make this love work<br />
Mario<br />
<br />
[Chorus] [Mario Winans:]<br />
Yeah Oh I remember when we started this star<br />
hey girl you know that we belong together<br />
so glad admit to mine forever<br />
and love no matter what you'll never give it up<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
We used to shit like catch a flick<br />
sit back in the Roll hug and kiss<br />
we used to pillow fight always makin a mess<br />
everything's so right never feeling stress<br />
we used to walk the mall shop all day<br />
we used to watch movies at the crib all day<br />
we used to talk it out instead of throwin things<br />
we used to pass Jacob's to steam the rings<br />
bumpin Brandy on repeat it's revealed to me<br />
you my angel in disguise and it's real to me<br />
now it's clear to see it's on destiny<br />
so let's get this back how it's suppose to be<br />
my love<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Baby I know we can make it happen<br />
first let's get it back to where it started<br />
baby<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
I thought you said I had a special place in your heart<br />
I thought nothin in the world would tear us apart<br />
you always said you understood what I did<br />
I told you from the start I had to handle my biz<br />
I can't believe you wanna act this way<br />
after all we've been through you wanna throw it away<br />
see I'm forever yours I gotta make it happen<br />
and I just wanna get it back to where we had it<br />
I love you<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-87691395913399170852011-03-04T21:15:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:15:38.241-08:00Get It On Lyrics - BenzinoYellow City Benzino<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
23 inches on the ride when we get it on<br />
honey look I'm really ride we should get it on<br />
got my people on the side we should get it on<br />
let's chill tonight we gon get it on<br />
23 inches on the ride when we get it<br />
honey look I'm really ride we should get it on<br />
got my people on the side we shoudl get it on<br />
let's chill tonight we gon get it on<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Shorty lookin high when she takin it<br />
on the floor lookin right when she shakin it<br />
bartender get the ice start shakin it<br />
everybody gettin fly how you playin it<br />
since you wanna keep it real I'm a let you know<br />
got me open Ma now I don't wanna let you go<br />
you remind me of these honeys in the video<br />
get her back to the telly and it's here we go<br />
if the chickens on the rag we say hell no<br />
give her chips call a cab we say let's go<br />
{You nasty Ray you nasty}<br />
please believin it<br />
we had another glove shorty straight up teasin it<br />
stop playin Ma tell me who you leavin with<br />
she said Zino what you sayin who you creepin with<br />
thought I'd really let you know that I'm feelin it<br />
and if I get you to the crib then I'm killin it<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Now we in the corner takin Remy to the head<br />
Put the Cardiers on eyes gettin red<br />
you like the chain or the watch or the wood-grain frames<br />
switch lanes in a champagne drop<br />
get brains on planes in Bangkok<br />
Mami like them things that a man can't cop<br />
Mami always saying please Ray don't stop<br />
{Ray please don't stop}<br />
and the beat don't stop<br />
we on the scene and you already know<br />
Zino on the stage with a real tight flow<br />
six figures paid for a real tight flow<br />
my niggas made and they can't say no<br />
so shake that Ma take that Ma<br />
make my eyes move where your waist at Ma<br />
you know the don spittin nothin but nice<br />
ah freeze Ma please ain't nothing but ice<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
(You nasty Ray you nasty you nasty Ray you nasty)<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
In the DJ booth with my dawg 2-time<br />
smokin on a J while he play Busta Rhymes<br />
Hep's over there with a bunch of dimes<br />
we don't go to bed till the sun rise<br />
up in the club hands on her butt<br />
V.I.P. I keep Chris in my cup<br />
see my peeps they call state kid it up<br />
see that beat my beat state grit it up<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
Yellow City Benzino Yellow man and we did it again<br />
<br />
(You nasty Ray you nasty)CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-63873455882885287002011-03-04T21:14:00.000-08:002011-03-04T21:14:28.785-08:0044 Cal Killa Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Scarface & M3)Haven't you ever heard (Trackmasters) a killa<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Zino<br />
<br />
44 Caliber killa<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Face, Young McNeil<br />
<br />
44 Caliber killa<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
I keep the heat close by come through on any block start dumping Zino don't<br />
stop stop frontin 44 reasons to hit you with a gurvin while your fam's sleepin<br />
(nice man) why your man's bleedin (have his ass leakin)gotta face the reaper<br />
prepare for the worst the only thing certain right now you leavin in a hearse<br />
no negotiating time's up rhyme's up I'm gon split ya 44'll hit ya I'm the 44<br />
Caliber killa<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Every day you run inside niggas better hide from the 44 Caliber killa hell tie<br />
you up quick get your throat slit he's the 44 Caliber killa he comin through<br />
your hood kickin down your door he's the 44 Caliber killa killin pain from the<br />
lane came infrared you've been shot by the 44 Caliber killa<br />
<br />
[Scarface:]<br />
I keep the 4-4 cocked for fools the Son of Sam the serial killa (lock your<br />
doors)I got a bottle nigga cock and shoot I do this for respect homey and not<br />
for loot I got you stuck in the game and you can't win it cause I'm a Made Man<br />
known to hang men Scarface back at ya with the hard shit and bullshittin me get<br />
you brought in so back the fuck up with that tough talk homey I know ya'll<br />
nigga and ya'll don't want me I'm a gangsta in his true form let it be heard I<br />
got niggas from the wild wild to the 73rd all I gotta do is give em the word<br />
and your ass is in a meat wagon with your forehead saggin I'm tellin ya'll<br />
these streets is cold eat your ass up piece by piece shit you out whole the<br />
return of the invincible nigga it's the 44 Caliber killa<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[M3:]<br />
It ain't no secret if you cross me I'll come and get ya and once I come get ya<br />
I got that deal with ya I'm a kidnapper so I put you in the trunk take you to<br />
the woods and leave ya stank like a skunk I got semi-automatics with beams but<br />
I prefer the 44 Caliburs cause it's more convien. make noise of fuckin horror<br />
even in the evening it's possible I'm comin to stop your breathin even with a<br />
mask or no mask I'll just walk up on a point blank range 44 Cal is bitch ass<br />
I'm a killa plus a motherfuckin threat I ain't see how in the 4th I ain't been<br />
locked yet two homicides in police know we had beef now they know both niggas<br />
is deceased but I don't give a fuck because it get's no realer I'm the I'm the<br />
44 Calibur killa<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-4738494986782934982011-03-04T21:13:00.000-08:002011-03-04T21:13:43.617-08:00Hoola Hoop Lyrics - Benzino[Chorus:]<br />
Let's go Ma what you shakin with show me what you makin with<br />
I got a hoola hoop show me what your ass can do<br />
money how you workin with show me what you're twerkin it<br />
I got a hoola hoop let's go<br />
<br />
[Benzino]:<br />
Mami what you drinkin on<br />
tell me who you sneakin on<br />
Gucci print Air Force with your sneakers on<br />
hair done phat streaks twist black and blonde<br />
throw a song on mami get her groove on<br />
Prada lace black blouse with a matching thong<br />
pretty face in the place what you sittin for<br />
once you wind up on your waist what you hittin for<br />
glitter on your face seven karats on you face<br />
caged out Cartiers Zino stay glowin<br />
price tag I don't care you niggas ain't knowin<br />
where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this<br />
what we doin with this breathe where we movin with this<br />
top down in the front vallet don't front<br />
what you want we gon do it my way so<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Navy blue with Sean John G suit<br />
this time with the camel ten quarter Timb boot<br />
Ma you know my resume take you to a better place<br />
skip the line first class when we get away<br />
baby always smellin good honey always yellin hood<br />
blue Coupe deuce time threes now it's really good<br />
shoes beat deuce threes now it's really hood<br />
blue jeans lately now I'm feelin you<br />
got me goin crazy I mean I'm feelin you<br />
plus I'm screamin out your names in the interviews<br />
oh where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this<br />
what we doin with this breathe where we movin with this<br />
slap a bolly on your wrist when I ice you<br />
N 5-5 in the garage when I wife you<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Doll baby lookin right candles burning all night<br />
incense heave scents drum towers hit the light<br />
Mamasita wanna ride me oh seniorita wanna wind it<br />
strapped up in the Versace bedspread<br />
let's do the damn thing baby Zino do the damn thing<br />
where we goin with this breathe how we flowin with this<br />
where we goin with this breathe where we movin with this<br />
got you in my hideout let me find out turn you wide out<br />
baby girl where your hoola hoop<br />
<br />
[Chorus x2]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-12735993207822616552011-03-04T21:12:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:12:40.192-08:00Different Kind Of Lady Lyrics - BenzinoShe's a different she's a different she's a different kind of lady<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Yo I'd like to introduce to you two very special women in my life.<br />
Let me tell you bout this girl I know I met her in four corners in Boston some<br />
years ago since we first made contact I knew it was right yeah and the girl<br />
been in my life ever since that night her body was tight I'm tellin you dawg I<br />
had to get her remember like it's yesterday the day that I met her she was<br />
rollin with Jamaicans but on the really she told me she was raised in the<br />
hearts of Philly city of brotherly love was from the hood used to run the back<br />
woods with thugs who sold drugs her friends they used to flirt I considered<br />
them garbage while she was bein chased by every nigga in college used to date<br />
some clown from up north he used to choke her but I would never treat her like<br />
that cause she's a smoker one of a kind honey's a dime with no seeds I ain't<br />
gon never let her go cause she's all I need indeed<br />
<br />
[Chorus:] (She's a different kind of lady...)<br />
She's a a dif-different kind of lady and she will never hurt you she'll never<br />
desert you she'll be the one to hold ya down repeat<br />
<br />
[Benzino:]<br />
Man there's just somethin about her (love) that I swear sometimes I can't make<br />
it through a whole day without her some say our relationship is not that strong<br />
they said it's just a phase won't last that long Jeff said I was wrong to fall<br />
in love cause she was passed around I don't care she with me right now I'm so<br />
attracted to her vibe she got me open so wide and you can tell by the glow in<br />
my eyes it's hard to sleep without her by my bed at night with her on my side<br />
I'm gon be alright I love to hold her squeeze her don't let go she's my heat in<br />
the winter when the weather is cold see anytime there's drama she gon come in a<br />
hurry not jealous if she see me with my main girl Mary she gon go to war with<br />
me hit the floor with me if I go on a caper she gon keep in the door with me I<br />
was smokin quick to put a nigga on blast only person that I tell where I hide<br />
the cash she's a gangsta bitch she don't give a fuck drive-bys stick her head<br />
out the window push puff blow smoke out her nose it's a must a propose cause I<br />
love her don't give a fuck who knows she's the Bonnie to my Clyde the Tina to<br />
my Ike her name is Nina I love her for the rest of my life<br />
<br />
[Chorus]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-38608301258487446152011-03-04T21:12:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:12:16.172-08:00Rock The Party (Young Heff Remix) Lyrics - Benzino (feat. Mario Winans, Lil' Kim, Petey Pablo)[Intro: Benzino + (Lil' Kim)]<br />
Ayo (Benzino where you at?)<br />
It's Yellowman, Benzino wanna rock the party<br />
And we gonna bring this to the after party<br />
Queen Bee wanna rock the party<br />
Uh, uh, oh (Oh my God)<br />
Yeah (Benzino where you at?)<br />
(Bounce) Yellow City gonna rock the party<br />
(This is the G-Mix)<br />
Young Hef wanna rock the party, Petey Pablo<br />
Yellow City, yea<br />
<br />
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]<br />
It's your girl Queen Bee with the poisoness sting<br />
Chinchilla draggin' with the diamond G-String<br />
Bouncin' on Lorenzos I'm the Bee with the wings<br />
Who the fuck want what? (What?)<br />
Bettin' it all at the crap tables, rip the casino<br />
From Vegas to Reno, me and Benzino<br />
We gonna rock the party and drink Bacardi, all damn night<br />
Awww watch me shake my ass like a fresh bowl of jelly<br />
Quite Bootylicious like Beyonce and Kelly<br />
Love to see guys with tattoos on they belly<br />
Let's get nasty from the car to the telly<br />
Ooh, I got my girls with me, so go get your boys<br />
Come ride with us, we on the tour bus<br />
If you treat us right, and you spendin' the night<br />
Then we gon' freak<br />
<br />
[Chorus: Benzino + (Lil' Kim)]<br />
We gon' throw the party, rock the party<br />
Then drink Bakardi, freak somebody<br />
Then leave the party to the after party y'all<br />
Now what ya'll gon' do?<br />
(We gon' take it off, we gon' turn it out<br />
It's hot in here, we gon' burn it out<br />
We gon' throw that thang, we gon' back it up<br />
Now what ya'll gon' do?)<br />
<br />
[Verse 2 Benzino]<br />
Benzino rock the city and you know I can't stop<br />
Back at the lounge with a mean Diddy Bop<br />
Shorty lookin' mean and her whole team hot<br />
Yo' what's up? Yo' what's up with ya'll?<br />
She sippin' cranberry with a splash of Belvedere<br />
What? Five carot 'conia ice in my ear<br />
Always drinkin' Coniac with ice when I'm here<br />
... Nice<br />
Feelin' how 'Zino put's his game to the test<br />
36, 24, I think you know the rest<br />
What's your secret ma? How you fit in that dress?<br />
... Oh damn!<br />
Now it's gettin' heated and you know what's on my mind<br />
Me and you, outta hear, I think it's that time<br />
Make you tap out when I creep in from behind<br />
Now that's what's up, now everybody just<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]<br />
Hey hey hey hey<br />
Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn jack<br />
Come on, liquor inside my head like that<br />
Pants saggin', Carolina hat to the back<br />
I'm in New York City, can you hear me goddamnit<br />
Weavin' through the traffic, shootin' usual daps<br />
Tryna find Benzino, is it him in the back<br />
Bring it back, porn channel X on the back<br />
Be like hey hey hey, how'd she do that?<br />
Pretty headed woman, with her fine self<br />
Bow-legged cutey with her tight legs<br />
Tryna get outta here with her friend in the black dress<br />
Spread her hoochie coochie on my sun beam bread<br />
Now I been sayin' to myself, Petey Petey<br />
Get freaky, damn boy I can't even say it<br />
And I got no need to be scared<br />
Some things ain't supposed to be said<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
[Bridge: Benzino + (Lil' Kim)]<br />
Yeah, we gon' rock<br />
Yellow City, we gon' rock<br />
The after party, we gon' rock<br />
(Now what ya'll gon' do?)<br />
We gon' rock, we gon' rock tonight<br />
Cuz a Yellow City party don't stop<br />
Uh, we gonna rock tonight<br />
Now what ya'll gon' do?<br />
<br />
[Chorus to fade]CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-48704803498345646042011-03-04T21:11:00.003-08:002011-03-04T21:11:50.780-08:00Pull Your Skirt Up Lyrics - Benzino[Intro]<br />
Just let the pigeons loose let the games begin Tone<br />
Must be crazy, ay yo Sin, what's up Capone?<br />
I created this motherfucker<br />
<br />
[Verse 1]<br />
Let me start from the beginnin, you ain't reppin the streets<br />
You from the outskirts of Detroit, where the bitches meet<br />
I'm gonna pull your skirt up, expose your true sex<br />
Antagonize your label, till I get my respect<br />
You ran to your manager, asked him how to handle this<br />
Five shades darker motherfucker you'll be Canibus<br />
No one would care about your complicated rhyme style<br />
Another backpack rapper out of style<br />
Don't let me have to backslap your mom's if you smile<br />
I'm serious, if you ain't 'gon respect her why should I?<br />
Chin check it Snoopy put a circle on that eye<br />
My time's never up cause real niggas don't die<br />
I'm not Moby, the little puppet on MTV<br />
I bring glasses to your living room so you could see me<br />
Yeah you sold alot of units, but you can't be me<br />
The state of hip hop, will continue to be fucked up<br />
You playin by a different set of rules you got me fucked up<br />
Respect the hood Marshall, or the hood'll take you out<br />
You the real wanksta, and I don't care who you sign<br />
Disrespect Benzino, that ass is mine<br />
What you know about pumpin, on the block till you freeze<br />
What you know about cuttin up rocks, duckin D's<br />
What you know about facin, a grand jury indictment<br />
As far as I'm concerned you just industry excitement<br />
I hope them D12 niggas ain't who you fight with<br />
Clash with the titan, you bound to start a crisis<br />
Meanwhile back in Boston I'm a legend<br />
My number in the rafters fuck Bird I'm representin<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
He's alright but he's not real (Real)<br />
We spit tight and we got steel (Steel)<br />
You talk shit and you get killed (Killed)<br />
From the streets to the studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed)<br />
<br />
[Verse 2]<br />
The two thousand three Vanilla Ice how you playin it<br />
If you ask me, you really ain't that nice you overrated<br />
Hang you from your feet part two in theaters now<br />
Drop your ass from the roof you gonna feel it now<br />
You was unsigned hype, before you ever met Dre<br />
I birthed your little career now you owe your life to Ray<br />
The five mic giver, the Marshall maggot ripper<br />
Better never let me see you with some jewels I'm gonna strip ya<br />
Oh, and tell your label heads stop callin my phone (Jimmy)<br />
Leavin messages sayin please leave him alone (Fuck that!!!)<br />
And don't forget, how this shit all cccured to me<br />
Your whole camp be surrounded by security<br />
What you want? the black or the chrome?<br />
How can you ever claim a block, when you have no home<br />
I do it for my niggas in the cells and public housin<br />
You takin too much X Em you need counselin<br />
Get anybody on your roster who could fuck with Ray<br />
Obie Trice you a busta I don't think you wanna play<br />
And 50 holla at your boy get that loot and ride<br />
But please don't make the mistake and take this nigga's side<br />
I hate to have to turn this battle to an all in out war<br />
But if we have to, I'm a leave his partners on the floor<br />
I think we both know exactly what we hear for<br />
I want the streets back I'm comin to your door<br />
I earn my stripes I'm a don you a pussy<br />
Zino bombs hit you out the park you still a rookie<br />
Bottom of the ninth, the scores lookin crazy<br />
Niggas on my block will knock Slim Shady<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
He's alright but he's not real (Real)<br />
We spit tight and we got steel (Steel)<br />
You talk shit and you get killed (Killed)<br />
From the streets to the studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed)<br />
He's alright but he's not real (Real)<br />
We spit tight and we got steel (Steel)<br />
You talk shit and you get killed (Killed)<br />
From the streets to the studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed)<br />
<br />
[Outro]<br />
And that's how the motherfuckin story go<br />
Crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroy,<br />
Crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroyCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149391871776026417.post-81005756257667239382011-03-04T21:11:00.001-08:002011-03-04T21:11:16.247-08:00Love Lyrics - Benzino (feat. L.O.)[Intro: Benzino]<br />
Zino, unh, Young L.O., don't start<br />
From Boston to NY, Made Men<br />
We do it for the.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
Purple haze, Philly blunts niggaz on the corner<br />
Semi-auto weapons with the red scope on it<br />
Niggaz don't want it<br />
My dogs, we do it for the.. (Love)<br />
Fly bitches, pony tails, jeans fit right<br />
Get brains on the nine o' clock flight, that's.. (Love)<br />
This is for them niggaz up in Waldport<br />
Norfolk, Nashua, South Bay, shit you know them niggaz get.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
I got.. (Love) for the Hangmen 3 cuz they got love for me<br />
I rep for them, they do the same for me<br />
I got.. (Love) for them hustlas who be throwin them dice<br />
All my hood rich niggaz on the block with ice<br />
I got.. (Love) for the deceased that died for the cause<br />
For everybody in the jail house locked behind bars<br />
I got.. (Love) for them ladies in Victoria thongs<br />
That ain't afraid to hold me down when the shit go wrong<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
See it's like.. (Love) when I be blazing up an ounce of hydro<br />
Ride through the projects and there's no 5-0, that's.. (Love)<br />
Sitting in the court with a grin on my face<br />
Hundred thousand dollars put up so I can beat this case, you know that's.. (Love)<br />
Niggaz workin with the Feds, that's trife<br />
Got your man 25 to life, motherfucker that ain't.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
I got.. (Love) for the blunt smokers, the wood smokers<br />
Dutch smokers, even you green leaf rollers<br />
I got.. (Love) for my Timberland boots, Burberry suits<br />
Plenty of loot, topless coupes<br />
I got.. (Love) for my grandmoms, my little brother<br />
For the youth in the struggle together we'll get tougher<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
All my niggaz get.. (Love) all my bitches get.. (Love)<br />
Scream.. (Love) L.O... (Love) Zino.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
We got.. (Love) for them bastard children, still in them buildings<br />
Postin a block, tryna touch a million, that's.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
For my people, workin hard at night<br />
Run the graveyard shift, gotta get that money right<br />
You know it's.. (Love) when I send my boy commissary<br />
and a Playboy magazine with a picture of Halle Berry, that's.. (Love)<br />
When I let you hold my nine, bring it back<br />
Chicks where you at? You ain't gotta be a diamond stack<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
We got.. (Love) for them baby momma strippers<br />
Cuz baby dad ain't in the picture, don't worry we here wit cha<br />
It's all.. (Love) when the dro is lit<br />
Everybody laughin, jokin and shit, now that's.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
This is for my niggaz who ain't here<br />
Pour the Remy out, shed light on incarcerated tears, who got.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
For the juvie's in detention halls<br />
Just, hit me collect and I'm accepting the calls, cuz that's.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
From these Boston Mass Bandits<br />
Haters can't stand it and that's exactly how we planned it<br />
Show me.. (Love)<br />
<br />
[L.O.]<br />
All my hoods get.. (Love) all my peoples get.. (Love)<br />
C'mon scream.. (Love) Zino.. (Love) L.O... (Love)<br />
<br />
[Benzino]<br />
All my niggaz get.. (Love) all my bitches get.. (Love)<br />
Scream.. (Love) L.O... (Love) Zino.. (Love)<br />
All my family get.. (Love) all the world get.. (Love)<br />
Scream.. (Love) holla.. (Love) show us love.. (Love)CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0