Speedin' (Remix) - Rick Ross feat. R. Kelly and Chris Brown

Blow Your Mind (Remix) - Styles P feat. Jadakiss and Sheek Louch

Reppin' My Block (Remix) - Rob G feat. Lil' Keke And Slim Thug

Chorus
"Reppin' my block"
"Reppin'-reppin' my block"
"Reppin' my block
Let 'em know we in here"
"Reppin'-reppin' my block"
"Reppin'-reppin' my block"
"Reppin' my block"
"Put it-put it in the air"
"Put it in the air"
"Put-put-put it in the air"
"Reppin' my block
Let 'em know we in here"
"Put it in the air"
"Put, put it in the air"
"Reppin' my block
Let 'em know we in here" Rob G

[Verse 1: Rob G]
You know
The block repre-sentin'
Fin' to go and deliver
Cause my block
Fin' and
Enter
They number one contenders
Since the glock detri-mental
Like liquor to your liver
Hatin' on your agenda, remember, I be the winner
But real, what it gotta be, accept me or you're knockin' me
My city gon' follow me, MY HOOD IS SO PROUD OF ME
You never seen my mug mean (Ha ha)
I got that "I'm-the-shit"
Swagger like the H, straight, runnin' through my blood stream
Now I'm in the club, gettin' thirsty in a player way (YEAH)
Liquor like my Gatorade, I do this on a day to day (YEAH, AY!)
She lookin' good, I'm a holler, make her follow
Where I'm from, WE ONLY TURNIN' DOWN OUR COLLARS, throw a dollar
TO THE DJ
And when he play what I like
Throw the dub with my left, and the H ON MY RIGHT
It's Houston, south west S.W.A.T. to the TOP
You ain't know this by now, JUST WATCH and see him reppin' my block

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 2: Lil' Keke]
H-Town monster, the city is where it's at
Keep a rocket on my hip, and a storm on a hat
Hershey Texas, South Park is 8100 villians
From the tree
Through the sunny and back
Can get a minute
My chain got yellow stones, it's green and cloverland
Still can get a ounce of that good, just cause I know the man
Birds fly south
Must be winter or somethin'
You can tell the whole world, that the Don is comin'
South west Fourth Ward, them boys be ridin' red
Low gangstas from Dead End, to nickel in Homestead
Internationally known, the ghetto pass is still strong
Go anywhere and get a gangsta on the phone
From Houston to California
Change your gear
Rob G and Lil' Ke', now the cyph' in here
Rep your city and your town
Your hood and your block
I'm from 713, that's where I screwed and chopped
Young Don

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 3: Slim Thug]
My two middle fingers down are the two pokin' out (Hun)
Dome tucked in, yeah, I'm reppin' my block
H-Town, Homestead, north side, on the spot (Slim Thugga)
Slim Thugga represent
Everytime he step out
I got glue on my ride, cause that's how my side roll (Roll)
Braided up 'fro, so the whole city know (Know)
That's it's north side, right, but H-Town, worldwide
Lil' Keke
Southside
Rob G
Rep and ride
Yeah, the Texas got it locked, so you haters keep hatin' (Keep hatin')
D-Town, Saint An', ATX, we ain't fakin' (Naw)
And all the way
From the corporates, BMT to the top (Yeah)
One thing about Texas, we be reppin' our block (We be reppin' our block)
Eses got the work, street niggas keep the glock (Hah)
We do this for the hood, this for my gangstas on lock (Hah)
Put your sets, in the air, let me see what you claim
Who gettin' the most change, rep for your block, mayne (Yeah)

Repeat Chorus

[Rob G]
Reppin' my block

Until The End Of Time (Remix) - Justin Timberlake feat. Beyonce

Listen
Verse 1 (Justin):
Woke up this morning
Heard the TV sayin' something
'Bout disaster in the world and
It made me wonder where I'm going
There's so much darkness in the world
But I see beauty left in you girl
And what you give me makes me know
That I'll be alright

Chorus:
Because if your love was all I had
In this life
Well that would be enough
Until the end of time
So rest your weary heart
And relax your mind
Cause I'm gonna love you girl
Until the end of time

Hook:
You've got me singing
Oh whoa, yeah
Oh whoa, yeah
Everybody sing
Oh whoa, yeah
Everybody singing
Oh whoa yeah

Verse 2 (Beyonce):
No if you're ever wondering
About the way I'm feeling
Well baby boy there ain't no question
Just to be around you is a blessing
Sick and tired of trying to save the world
I just want to spend my time with no girl
And what you're giving me
Makes me know that we'll be alright.

Chorus:
Because if your love was all I had
In this life
Well that would be enough
Until the end of time
So rest your weary heart
And relax your mind
Cause I'm gonna love you girl
Until the end of time

Hook:
You've got me singing
Oh whoa, yeah
Oh whoa, yeah
Everybody sing
Oh whoa, yeah
Everybody singing
Oh whoa yeah

Bridge:
J-This one's for the lovers
If you're out there let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
B-This one's for the lovers
If you're out there let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
J-This one's for the lovers
If you're out there let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
B-his one's for the lovers
If you're out there let me hear you say
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)

J-Oh whoa yeah
B-Oh whoa yeah
Both-Oh whoa yeah
J-Oh whoa yeah
B-Oh whoa yeah

Ending Chorus:
Cause if your love was all I had
In this life
That would be enough
Until the end of time

New Friend Request (Remix) - Gym Class Heroes feat. Papoose

[Verse 1]
I Remeber when I first laid eyes on you
My man Time introduced us but I was too shy to say hi
When I finaly built up enough nerve to drop a line
You made it clear you wasn't just a MySpace mystrious
I didn't take it personal
When you ignore my request to be a friend I spilled my best to hit send
Waited 2 weeks for a response and got nothin
Honestly it only made me want you more
Week 4 rolled around and I was this close to letting go
But something let me even know
I hardly knew you its plain to see we were meant to lock lips
You knocked me out with the brass knuckle tatted on your hips
I was on this website late nite lurken
When I got a message from you labeled urgent
You sayed you wasn't impressed by lame dudes with no game

But the fact that you hit me back made me smile
You must of saw something you liked when you was skimming through my profile
You caught me at the most pivitle moment
Now I'll mailing my love with a dozen digital roses

[Chorus]
So click approve
So sick
But show me some kind of sign
And let me know its time to make my move
Click approve
Come on girl baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose
Click approve
Feelin me here but show me some kind of sign
And let me know its time to make my move
Click approve
Come on girl baby I'm one of a kind and I ain't got time to lose

[Verse 2]
Lets face it
Its a sad situation that we have to resort
to keyboard as a means of making relations but
I don't have the patients I'll get straight to the point
So this is me at my most honest
No egos
No Gym Class status just Travis
Love it or leave it but you got to admit
On the scale of 1 to Arsenal I'm the shit
just get over it and add me God damn it I've been waiting too long
I even wrote a song about it like to hear it here it go
If I being to igno just let me know. . . just let me know
But its hard for me to not hate when I'm on MySpace
I never see my face in your Top 8
Approaching 6 weeks now its kind of obvious
that you either occupied or playin a game
All my money on the matter this is not a L O L matter
Why would you pass up a chance this great
If I had 2 forces
And I split them down the middle
I could swing back and forth for 3 days
Rephrase
If I had 2 horses and I beatem wit authority
I gallop all the way to Canada to see your face But
All I got is power of broken eye chat
Beside I hit you all the time but you never write back
I stay on my feet . . . .Shit
And be persistant till my name is legible you like to meet

[Chorus]

[Papoose]
I never been a follower my motto supreme
The only time I ever follow when I follow my dreams
The age of the computer
Internet feans I use to laugh when I see em sit in front of that screen
Till I did my homework
Now I do things different
Those the days when I was computer E literite
Now my finger tips make the internet vibreate
Got various friends we conversate
I reach over 2 million plays
I move at a high rate
So I'm already double platinum on MySpace
Triple W Pappose on line Dot com the greatest websit of all time
You want to make connections
MySpace Rhyme
Its over 85 million people world wide
The Internet was scattered but now its convenient
He unified the internet Tom is a genius

[Chorus]

Chemicals React (Remix) - Aly And A.J.

You make me feel
Out of my element
Like I'm walking on broken glass
Like my world's spinning in slow motion
And you're moving too fast

Were you right, was I wrong?
Were you weak, was I strong?
Both of us broken
Caught in the moment
We lived and we loved
And we hurt and we joked, yeah
But the planets all aligned
When you looked into my eyes
And just like that
The chemicals react

You make me feel
Out of my element
Like I'm drifting out to the sea
Like the tide's pulling me in deeper
Making it harder to breathe
We cannot deny how we feel inside
We cannot deny

Were you right, was I wrong?
Were you weak, was I strong? Yeah
Both of us broken
Caught in the moment
We lived and we loved
And we hurt and we joked, yeah
But the planets all aligned
When you looked into my eyes
And just like that
The chemicals react
The chemicals react

Kaleidoscope of colors
Turning hopes on fire
Sun is burning
Shining down on both of us
Don't let us lose it

Were you right, was I wrong?
Were you weak, was I strong?
Both of us broken
Caught in the moment
We lived and we loved
And we hurt and we joked, yeah

We lived, we loved
We hurt, we joked
We're right, we're wrong
We're weak, we're strong
We lived to love

But the planets all aligned
When you looked into my eyes
And just like that the chemicals react
Just like that the chemicals react
The chemicals react

Come Around (Remix) - Collie Buddz feat. Aztec, B-Real, Paul Wall, Ray Cash, Shaggy

[Intro: Collie Buddz]
A Buddz weh mi seh!!!
Yuh know this a di ganja remix!
From Bermuda, to Jamaica, to Cali, to Texas, back out to Cleveland
Yuh know, Paul Wall weh yuh seh!!!

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
I'm leanin, I got my drink poured up extra thick
The mud is purple grab a couple of ice and take a sip
Po' a ounce po' a deuce baby po' a fo'
Have a taste drink it slow and you be on the flo'
The dro is twisted up but me I'm 'bout to mix it up
Drinkin that expensive taste with Skinhead Rob I'm leanin tough
I'm talkin 'bout the ocean potion call it Texas tea
Leanin like a kick stand pass it right here straight to me
My partner Keke gave me tips and put me on game
He told me splash some grape soda call it purple rain
I need that potent dungeon punch po' me a cup
Everytime I come around I'm leanin up that purple stuff

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 2: B-Real]
We break it up, roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
And pass it to the left until you tell us that you had enough
Inhale, exhale, blow the smoke out your lungs
Once you hit the kush I think you know just where I'm comin from
They call me green thumb, if you need some
I excercise my freedom and bring you the best weed son
See son, in the kingdom we got it down
We smokin up the green shit money no Bobby Brown
It's funny how we blaze it in the club, in the spliff or in the blunt
You can put it in the pipe and smoke it up all night
What you hatin for I smoke with the spirit of Bob Marley
If you think you gonna stop I'm sorry not hardly
Feelin kind of oddly, defiant, and ready to party
And gettin retarded, once this motherfuckin session started
We blown trees up sp freeze up ease up
The general population sayin please relief us

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 3: Shaggy]
Buss a shot fi di herbs man dem on yah
From then we root up di good marijuana
Di farmer, smoke fill di air like a sauna
Weed smoke a roam a give yuh di good karma
Nah choke yah, fire fi di cigarette smoker
It a joke cau di sensi a burn we float yah
Higher than di clouds we deh bout yah
Babylon waan fi straight flush it but this yah a nuh poker
Sekkle now, blast pick up di ting don't mek dem tek oonu
Cau from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu
Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu
Cau yuh know di law nuh protect oonu
Food haffi mek yuh know, caan mek di shit still affect oonu
See unda di rdar nuh mek dem detect oonu
Inspect oonu, seems like babylon dem nuh respect oonu
Tek heed di warnin Selassie I bless oonu

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 4: Aztec]
Yeah! One shot for the gangstas one shot for the hustlers
Three now for La Raza gettin high like a rasta
A.K.'s with the fifty round drum
The Ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper goes ra pom pom pmo boy!
So who waan romp with me?
The wolfpack run these fuckin streets ok!
So, what you 'gon say? Who waan play?
I hit hard papi Aztec bumbaye
Jey! Now do as I do, do as I say
And we don't have problems if you do it my way
Uh! Pistol torn heaven right after the blunts light up
Let me get one more puff lord I be right up

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 5: Ray Cash]
Nothin less than a hundred pounds
I'm known to smoke heavy but yet and still it goes down
Connected with the pounds of the good kush and good haze
Good weed keeps me high sometime keeps me paid
Sweet sweet sensi mixed with blueberries and grapefruits
Goibble up that fruit salad, was hit at with Grey Goose
Cheapest price in the city if you need that direction
Them dope boys love me (Love me) They smoke that steady fetti
My eyes are, heavy, shoulders, lean
On that, Dro like, boing-oing-oing-oing
Talkin, slow like, nah, mean
Resources is that purple, I blow it by the circle
Look, I know the tin man, the real tin man
(Nigga you Cash?!) Now really we close friends man
And my homey Gill got his ass across the border
I've been waitin five days and today I got my order
Like finally...

[Chorus: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh mi look fah mi get it by di pound yeah
When Collie Buddz come around
A pure ganja man tune just a lick dem from di sound yeah
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh man a look fah mi stock it by di pound yeah
When babylon a come around
Ask dem weh dem a go search fah?

Come Around (Remix) - Collie Buddz feat. Aztec, B-Real, Paul Wall, Ray Cash, Shaggy

[Intro: Collie Buddz]
A Buddz weh mi seh!!!
Yuh know this a di ganja remix!
From Bermuda, to Jamaica, to Cali, to Texas, back out to Cleveland
Yuh know, Paul Wall weh yuh seh!!!

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
I'm leanin, I got my drink poured up extra thick
The mud is purple grab a couple of ice and take a sip
Po' a ounce po' a deuce baby po' a fo'
Have a taste drink it slow and you be on the flo'
The dro is twisted up but me I'm 'bout to mix it up
Drinkin that expensive taste with Skinhead Rob I'm leanin tough
I'm talkin 'bout the ocean potion call it Texas tea
Leanin like a kick stand pass it right here straight to me
My partner Keke gave me tips and put me on game
He told me splash some grape soda call it purple rain
I need that potent dungeon punch po' me a cup
Everytime I come around I'm leanin up that purple stuff

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 2: B-Real]
We break it up, roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
And pass it to the left until you tell us that you had enough
Inhale, exhale, blow the smoke out your lungs
Once you hit the kush I think you know just where I'm comin from
They call me green thumb, if you need some
I excercise my freedom and bring you the best weed son
See son, in the kingdom we got it down
We smokin up the green shit money no Bobby Brown
It's funny how we blaze it in the club, in the spliff or in the blunt
You can put it in the pipe and smoke it up all night
What you hatin for I smoke with the spirit of Bob Marley
If you think you gonna stop I'm sorry not hardly
Feelin kind of oddly, defiant, and ready to party
And gettin retarded, once this motherfuckin session started
We blown trees up sp freeze up ease up
The general population sayin please relief us

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 3: Shaggy]
Buss a shot fi di herbs man dem on yah
From then we root up di good marijuana
Di farmer, smoke fill di air like a sauna
Weed smoke a roam a give yuh di good karma
Nah choke yah, fire fi di cigarette smoker
It a joke cau di sensi a burn we float yah
Higher than di clouds we deh bout yah
Babylon waan fi straight flush it but this yah a nuh poker
Sekkle now, blast pick up di ting don't mek dem tek oonu
Cau from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu
Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu
Cau yuh know di law nuh protect oonu
Food haffi mek yuh know, caan mek di shit still affect oonu
See unda di rdar nuh mek dem detect oonu
Inspect oonu, seems like babylon dem nuh respect oonu
Tek heed di warnin Selassie I bless oonu

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 4: Aztec]
Yeah! One shot for the gangstas one shot for the hustlers
Three now for La Raza gettin high like a rasta
A.K.'s with the fifty round drum
The Ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper goes ra pom pom pmo boy!
So who waan romp with me?
The wolfpack run these fuckin streets ok!
So, what you 'gon say? Who waan play?
I hit hard papi Aztec bumbaye
Jey! Now do as I do, do as I say
And we don't have problems if you do it my way
Uh! Pistol torn heaven right after the blunts light up
Let me get one more puff lord I be right up

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 5: Ray Cash]
Nothin less than a hundred pounds
I'm known to smoke heavy but yet and still it goes down
Connected with the pounds of the good kush and good haze
Good weed keeps me high sometime keeps me paid
Sweet sweet sensi mixed with blueberries and grapefruits
Goibble up that fruit salad, was hit at with Grey Goose
Cheapest price in the city if you need that direction
Them dope boys love me (Love me) They smoke that steady fetti
My eyes are, heavy, shoulders, lean
On that, Dro like, boing-oing-oing-oing
Talkin, slow like, nah, mean
Resources is that purple, I blow it by the circle
Look, I know the tin man, the real tin man
(Nigga you Cash?!) Now really we close friends man
And my homey Gill got his ass across the border
I've been waitin five days and today I got my order
Like finally...

[Chorus: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh mi look fah mi get it by di pound yeah
When Collie Buddz come around
A pure ganja man tune just a lick dem from di sound yeah
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh man a look fah mi stock it by di pound yeah
When babylon a come around
Ask dem weh dem a go search fah?

Checkin' For Me (Remix) - Bobby Valentino feat. Fat Joe

[Verse 1:]
Chillin' in the back of the club sittin sideways
Couldn't help but notice you shakin' that, tworkin' that thang
I wanna sample that, work with that, give me a try
Ain't no need for frontin, You want me
I can see it in your eyes (ooh, ooh yeah)
Shorty wanna pop a bottle (moet, cristal, or some alize')
She sho look good to me (Mama, baby from head to toe)
Shorty look like a model (So hot, she a perfect 10)
And I wanna take her home with me (it's plain to see)

[Chorus:]
I see you checkin me,
if you gonna make that move better make it quick
I see you checkin me,
Never really been the kinda guy that will chase a chick
Shorty's all over me,
But your the only one that I'm tryna kick it with
I see you checkin for me,
I see you checkin for me tonight

[Verse 2:]
Here's my phone number, girl you need to call me tonight
I'm usually not that forward, but i can't let you pass me by
Don't try to play no games, 'cause I know what you really want
Body language sayin' yes, there's nothing left to confess
Shorty wanna pop a bottle (moet, cristal, or some alize')
She sho look good to me (Mama, baby from head to toe)
Shorty look like a model (she's a perfect 10)
And I wanna take her home with me( Sooooooo)

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
The night is winding down
Last call for a drink or two
I just wanna groove with you baby
My car is whipped outside (outside)
Tell your girls your leaving with me
'cause, this is where you ought to be (beeeee, yeah)

On The Hotline (Remix) - Pretty Ricky feat. Missy Elliot and Jim Jones

Remix,remix,remix,remix!

pretty ricky ricky ricky!
pretty ricky ricky ricky!

pretty ricky ricky ricky!
pretty ricky ricky ricky!

(Chorus)
Its 5 in the morning
and i am talking dirty to you (you) (more fo me)
and now im on the hotline,
over here lusting for you (you) more fo me)
Lets talk about sex baby, lets talk about you and me!
lets talk about all the good things and the bad things
that make me lets talk about sex
lets talk about sex talk about sex!
talk about the Hotline!

(Missy Elliot)

If i let you taste a cherrypop
I'd better have you on lock
Making love & dont stop
we can cut the small talk
take dem to da sides
put da boat on the lot
i'm da cream of the crop
i taste like smothered pork chops
baby you can call me wen u wanna freak (freak)
baby i'm a freak & deserve that freaky deek
talk sex in the bed
we make it sweet (sweet)
give it to you
you aint gotta take it

letz chat bout me nd u and all da bad tingz styllz dun noe b'^^ all day err day

One Thing (Remix) - Amerie feat. Eve

Na na na na na, oh (uh uh) [4x]

[Eve]
Yo, you was the last dude
I thought I'd be attached to
Caught me off guard
Started feelin' on my tatoo
Lower back
Then you whispered in my ear
I don't want to scare you
But I think that we should disappear
Homie, we ain't known each other very long
Now you trying to lock me in the room, trying to turn me on
Any other time, I could resist
Now my will is gone
Getting weak, that ain't E-V-E
Hell, it's going on

Oh, I'm tryin' to let it go
Tryin' to keep my eyes closed
Tryin' to keep it just like before
The times we never even thought to speak
Don't want to tell you what it is
Ooh wee, it felt so serious
Got me thinkin' just too much
I wanna shout it out but...

[chorus]
It's this one thing that got me trippin'
It's this one thing that got me trippin' (you did)
This one thing that so made me feel it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh
It's this one thing that caught me slippin'
It's this one thing, I want to admit it (you did)
This one thing and I was so with it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh

Hey, we don't know each other well
So what? I keep thinking to myself
Memories, just keep ringing bells
Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo (ding-ding, ding-ding, ding)
Hear voices, I don't want to understand
My car keys are jingling in my hand
My high heels are clickin' towards your door
Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo (ding-ding, ding-ding, ding)

[chorus]
It's this one thing that got me trippin'
It's this one thing that got me trippin' (you did)
This one thing that so made me feel it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh
It's this one thing that caught me slippin'
It's this one thing, I want to admit it (you did)
This one thing and I was so with it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh

And maybe I just can't believe it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh
I can't deny, tired of tryin'
Nothin left to do but to keep on seeing you
I'm hopin' you can keep a secret
(For me, for me, for me)
Look what you did, yeah

[chorus]
It's this one thing that got me trippin'
It's this one thing that got me trippin' (you did)
This one thing that so made me feel it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh
It's this one thing that caught me slippin'
It's this one thing, I want to admit it (you did)
This one thing and I was so with it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh

Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (I can't help to simply agree)
Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (It's just, I don't know, it's there)
Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (I don't want to fight it)
Oh-wo-wo-wo-wo, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Eve]
Slipped up, let you in my space
Got it chicksed up
Close my eyes, see your face, that's a bit much
I ain't the type to get strung all out
Now when I sit and dial your number, got my tounge all out
Wouldn't never tell you though, almost, cause I would never show
Gotta keep it to myself, gotta keep it low
You got me trippin', who you thought it would be?
Keep it knockin' with E-V-E & Amerie, c'mon
(Oh-Oh, Don't know what it is...)

[chorus]
It's this one thing that got me trippin'
It's this one thing that got me trippin' (you did)
This one thing that so made me feel it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh
It's this one thing that caught me slippin'
It's this one thing, I want to admit it (you did)
This one thing and I was so with it
It's this one thing you did, oh, oh, ooh, oh

Oh [4x til fade]

Look At Her (Remix) - One Chance feat. Lloyd, Bobby Valentino and Trey Songz

Wuz Hananan!?! OH OH OH OH
Aye Aye
she bad(aye)
aye
she bad(aye)
aye
she bad(aye)
aye aye
she bad(aye)
Look at her(aye) she sexy(aye)
Look at her(aye) she sexy(aye)
look at her(aye) she fine(aye)
look at her(aye) she mine(aye)
Look At Her

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
From her legs to her hair
she got a thang
I can't help but to stare
(look at her)look at her frame(frame)
smile so beautiful,style so unusually fly
from the club to the bed she off the chain
and i kno cuz i seen it in my dreams
and it may sound typical
i got ta get her, she mine
And if i had one chance
I'd
Get in where I fit in girl I
(All I need)
all i need is one chance
I'd
give you all I got
girl I

[Hook: Trey Songs]
Girl I see you turnin my way
the way you movin baby
it makes me wanna have to say
Im lookin at you(Oh)
baby i'm lookin at you(ooooo)
so don't be ashamed to be sexy

[Bridge: One Chance]
Its a private party
just you and me
don't be scared to do what you do
at my(hotel suite)

[Talking:]
So tell me wats up(up)!
Let's meet up after the club(the club)!
You can be my only fantasy

[Chorus:]
Look at her look at her woah-oh
I love the way she do it
Look at her look at her woah-oh
I love the way she do it do it
Anytime you need it girl
You just call on me better yet just call on us
Easy as 1-2-3 oh

[Verse 2: Bobby Valentino]
Got my parephials on and i see her(see her)
so i walked a little closer just to meet her
baby
don't you think we should(think we should)
hop off in my drop top(my drop top)
take you to my chop shop(my chop shop)
whatever you wanna do
i'm about to handle you
take off yo jimmy choos
put on that birthday suit
and girl u say that u ready
show me that you're ready
its on tonight

[Hook: Bobby Valentino]
Girl I see you turnin my way
the way you movin baby
it makes me wanna have to say
Im lookin at you(Oh)
baby i'm lookin at you(ooooo)
so don't be afraid to be sexy

[Bridge: One Chance]
Its a private party
just you and me
don't be scared to do what you do
at my(hotel suite)

[Talking:]
So tell me wats up(up)!
Let's meet up after the club(the club)!
You can be my only fantasy.

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3: Lloyd]
No doubt about it she's a winner
gotta get it gotta get it
how she got me open
don't make a difference if i'm wit her
everytime i'm with her
feels like i'm floatin
have you seen her?
the one girl that i dream of
when i serve her body like wimbledon
booty's like serena's
don't be afraid to get it shawty
show me what you know
bring that ass over here and put it on me
like never before
i been waitin forever
just so we can be together
girl we can do whatever
whenever
wherever
Ms.Lady!!
I just started to let u know
gotta couple of tricks hidden in my sleeve
with this magic show
keep movin to this music
yeah she's fine but you're better
by the way you do it to it
so look at her look at her(Oh)

[Hook: Bobby Valentino]
Girl I see you turnin my way
the way you movin baby
it makes me wanna have to say(makes me wanna have to say)
Im lookin at you(Oh)
Baby i'm lookin at you(ooooo)
so don't be afraid to be sexy

[Bridge: One Chance]
Its a private party
just you and me(ohohohoh)
don't be scared to do what you do
at my(hotel suite)

[Talking:]
So tell me wats up(up)!
Let's meet up after the club(the club)!
You can be my only fantasy.

[Chorus:]

Wonderful (Remix) - Marques Houston feat. Juelz Santana

OOO
Small contribution, mr santana, your boy marques houston
Dip set, skull game
Oohh baby

[JS]
Now when I’m feeling hungry she feeds me
When im feeling incomplete she completes me, my lil genie.
She knows how to keep me staring,
She knows what to wear and how to wear it.
She knows how to keep me drooling,
She knows what to move and how to move it
She knows how to keep me gazed in,
She knows what to say and how to say it

[MH]:
Trouble burning up my mind
she's a spot in the shade
thirsty for her all the time
she's my cold lemonade

Bridge:
if there was a way that i could put it, make it
so that you could understand
that im only half a man without her (oh no)
gonna give my all, my heart, my mind, my soul, take it
ain't no other word that can describe it
baby baby you are

Chorus:
wonderful
your style, your vibe, your body
amazing
ohhhh just gotta tell somebody
wonderful
hey! to put it simply you are
everything (everything babe)
you’re so wonderful

[MH]
music to my melody
you are where i belong (yeah)
girl together you and me
we're a beautiful song

if there was a way i could put it
make it, so that you could understand
that im only half a man without her (yeah)

Bridge:
gonna give my all, my heart, my mind, my soul, take it
ain't no other word that can describe it
baby baby you are

Chorus:
wonderful
your style, your vibe, your body
amazing
ohhhh just gotta tell somebody
wonderful
hey! to put it simply you are
everything (everything yeah)
youre so wonderful

Nothing better for me than you… girl everything you do.

[JS]
now she’s sexy, she tempts me.
I’m a gas pump, fill her up when she empty
I wanna taste her, she lets me
Sweet like cake, she tastes like little (??)
she make me feel like a man should, damn good
Plus she stay fresh like can goods
And im the only man stroking her,
Im a personal can Opener
And its not about my money im her honey
Now come to me my bumble bee
She so gorgeous, shes like a walking portrait, mona lisa should be jealous of her
Type of girl that could walk in the park
At night, she aiight, she glows in the dark
You make me feel like I.O.U
And wOnderful is spelt Y.O.U

wonderful
amazing (so amazing baby)
wonderful (to put it simply you are)
everything (everything girl)
youre so wonderful

wonderful
amazing
wonderful
everything
youre so wonderful

It's Me Bitches (Remix) - Swizz Beatz feat. Lil' Wayne, R. Kelly and Jadakiss

[Lil' Wayne:]
Voulez-vous vous chez avec moi bitches

[R. Kelly:]
Re-Remix!(x3)
Remix!

[Swizz Beatz:]
Chillin' in my Beamer

[Lil' Wayne:]
Sittin in me Phantom

[Swizz:]
Listenin' to 'Ether'

[Lil' Wayne:]
Listenin' to the anthem
Weezy then band man, "One Man Band Man"
Ya girl with me, cell phone she no answer
He so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper, so I let her lick the rapper
She take care of me and all me homeboys after
Jump off, jump off, the girl is a jump off
I let her snort a mountain and she just jumped off
Jump off, jump off, you know she a jump off
Pull my dick out and watch her jump on jump off
You make it so hard when it sound so basic
Chevy grill lookin' like a set of new braces
Southside baby, we outside baby, smokin' on a spinach like Popeye baby
'J'adore a le francs', yeah i love my riches, 'bonjour' money and 'au revoir' bitches
'Il n'est petite', we do it the biggest, and new nae rats mean we ain't snitches
Now can ya tell me how good my French is: "voulez-vous vous chez avec moi bitches?"

[R. Kelly:]
Hi, hi nice to meet ya
It's Kells the freaker
Mr. 'Bump-and-Grind', Mr. 'Song-of-the-Weeker'
R&B singer
Mr. 'Defeater'
Sixteen years and still coming through ya speakers
Mr. 'Pied-Piper'
Bitch I'm on fire
Don't trust me I'm a "Billboard Shiester"
I got Dreamgirls
What you wanna do
Got them chicks singin' "and I am tellin' you..."
Up in the club
Flossin' like a Don
Album bout to drop so you bitches better run
Making her moan while I have sex to the song
After sex, I beat my chest like I'm King-Kong
Ice so cleared out everybody move

Haters on D, I'm 'bout to take these fools
Everytime I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
Everytime I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
Everytime I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
I'm in the buildin' and I'm lookin' for a (snitch)
Walk out the studio and man that's a (hit)
Back in the studio and do the (remix)
I'm in the Mark-5 with a bad (chick)
Hop out fly, paparazzi goin' (click)

[Swizz:]
Hold up! Wait a minute!
Hold up! Wait a minute!

Chillin' in ma beamer
With my mama Mia
She smokin' on a Caribba
With my son seata
For those that don't know that's a yacht on the deck
Whatchu think about the carz what you got up on ya neck
I show you my 'profolio' straight disrespect
Them rims burns spot askin' you plan to write a check (NO!)
You betta think about it yeah you betta think about it
You betta hit the damn drunk yeah get a drink about it
I'm straight loco don't care 'bout no popo
Only big weight what you think I roll wit Joe for
Wanna joke crazy go meet my fo fo
Ra ra ra ra...
There go that popo
J-jam in that Enzo
J-jam in that Spika
J-jam in that G-though
Bet you can't catch me though
Double Z's on that whip,
Put them prees on her lip,
Took 'em to the mine
And th-threw a D on that bitch

Freeze...........
You kno who it is,
It's me bitches!

[Jadakiss:]
Takin' ova
The waitins is ova
We bringing it back like baking soda
I don't stop squeezing 'til ya face is ova
I'll be on vacation 'til the case is ova
Bottles everywhere
Club full of women
Gucci sneaks
A good cuff on a denim
A few birds to look out the free peaches
You cock suckers know who it is, it's me bitches!

Make It Rain (Remix) - Fat Joe feat. Ace Mack, Birdman, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, R. Kelly and T.I

[Fat Joe]
Whoo
Roxan, its Kells B*tches
you don't have to turn off
the red light
Scotty!
Let's make it rain on these niggaz

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch for terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain
I'm in this business of terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes

[R. Kelly]
I be drilling these chicks like Major Payne
When I make it rain, they be like "Kell... do it again"
From the club to the coupe, inside my gates
Up in my bedroom screaming each other's name
They was perty perty, and I was flirty flirty
Lil' dro, lil' bub now they gettin' dirty dirty
Don't ask me what my name is, stupid bitch I'm famous
You gon' make me aim this, leave your ass brainless
I'm tryin' to stay R&B but these streets is a part of me
So don't get it twisted
You see I order one bottle, then I talk with one model
Then I order more bottles, now I got more models
I'm from that city where them niggaz don't play me
I take a chick to my room like cave man
So ask your girlfriend my name, I bet she go
"Skeet Skeet Skeet Skeet, Weatherman 'bout to make it rain!"

[hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Blat, Blat, Blat, Blat, hey Joey let me git 'em
It's young money and we on like the television
The weather channel, but I do not broadcast
I throw up more cash, and change the forecast
Your boyfriend is lame, I make it rain on ya
He never make it rain, like Southern California
Where's your umbrella? Now get your raincoat
Baby I make it flood, now you gon' need a boat

[Birdman]
Fresh to deaf on 'em, we throwin money on 'em
Stay fly, 25s when we ride on 'em
Alligator suede, custom with the shades
make it slow in the club, bitches know I paid
Stay shy rockin' Gucci in the Bentley (Super fly)
White rolls for my broad on them 23s (Stay Fly)
Goin' to the club, nigga in da new fleet
All red doors up, doin' it like a real G

[Hook]

[T.I.]
Come see me and Crack in the club flossin'
40 cal in my jacket, 20 stacks in my jeans
Yo real boss niggaz doin real boss things
We bout that shit, you just talkin'
Young Sam Rothstein, I'm with my goons
In the 430 down the strip I zoom?
In da drop in January but it feel like June
Big glock I carry make a real big BOOM
Make moves like a young tycoon
I come through like a young typhoon
Category 3, don't be categorying me
Any nigga like ta get a better salary to me
El capitan, King
Numero Uno
I flood pussy clubs
Ask any stripper you know

[Ace Mack]
Ace mizzy get all the hoes
Gonna teach them shit they want to know
Like fuck that pussy ass 9-4, girl
Make that bucket a pot of gold
It ain't no money like hustle money
It ain't no bitch like a hustle bunny
Ain't no bitch gettin' none of my money
That why the money got a clip to protect it for me
She gotta ride for the A, hop for the A
Live for the minute or be out for the day
Pop the metal while lookin hot in stilettos
Gotta rock with a bezzle on the trigger finger
Boss bitch of the ghetto, my Spanish Trina
Talk shit to a nigga with the 'blama beamed up
When I see her gotta handle my b
I gotta give her one of these in the back of the team truck

[hook]

[R. Kelly]
make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain

[Rick Ross]
I be reppin' my city, blowin hundreds & fiftys
If the head right, Ricky there ere' night
Joey I was listenin', blown up, spinnin' rims
Time to spend some dividends, my money they swimmin' in
Ross, I'm the boss (I'm the boss), I'm the mayor (I'm the mayor), make it rain (make it rain), on these haters (on these haters)
Get yo umbrella fella, cause we blowin' hella chedda
I'm the nigga that you scared of, cause no one can do it betta

[Fat Joe]
Joe crack, early 80's,
crack baby momma paid me
Maybach, fly Mercedes
TWERK that, drop IT BABY
Them perty ladies, they got me crazy
Them skies is hazy, I pop like 80
Somebody tell Mr. Bentley to BRING his umbrella
Katrina not, its just a one fella
Who got dumb chedda, and need a brain surgeon
Got me a designated thrower, cause my hand's hurtin'
I make it rain, its cock-eyed bitch
It's not a game, Them vatos locos rich
Ain't nothing wrong with wanting a little happy ending
And we don't need a hotel, we parkin' lot pimpin'
(Bitch)

[hook]

Wipe Me Down (Remix) - Lil' Boosie feat. Webbie and Foxx

Hey!
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the reeemix!
Badass, Savage life, Foxx-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We still on, we still ridin on chrome, we still pullin up

Verse 1 (Foxx)
I pull up at the club VIP gas tank on E but all drinks on me (wipe me down)
Fresh kicks fresh white tall tee fresh NFL hat fresh BAUds wit the crease (wipe me down)
pussy niggas wanna hit me wit they heat, real recognize real real niggaz gon speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin bout a week you can tell i got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades so you know a nigga rollin they ain't check me at the door so ain't no tellin what im holdin (wipe me down)
bad bitches they gon bust it wide open niggas flashin they lil bread but im the nigga they approachin (wipe me down)
Small nigga tall figures yall niggas crowd niggas we gon get mac elevens and dawg niggas (wipe me down)
Yall niggas call niggas but my nigga all killas get ya issue and whoever fall wit ya

Chorus
Cuz im on (wipe me down)(8x)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (4x)

Verse 2 (Lil Boosie)
B.O.O.S.I.E. B.A.D.A.Z.Z. that's me (wipe me down)
Red bones caramels all of em stop and stare all of em try and steal my underwear (wipe me down)
i Like to floss like Rick Ross got a hit called set it off when i sing it everybody set it off (wipe me down)
Black mink yea im on play wit me i bust ya dome 8 whips on chrome you can gon (wipe me down)
Fresh fade fresh j's on the corner playin spades im an ordinary person but im paid (wipe me down)
Foxx flippin Webbie smokin and we chokin off a whole pound of purple famous like tha ninja turtles (wipe me down)
Just left New York City hooked up wit P. Diddy finna blow past 50 you gon havta (wipe me down)
We the best im a fool im the hemi man red light green light yellow light get it man

Chorus

Verse 3 (Webbie)
Hot drop drop top top drop hoes drop it like its hot yea nigga im the shit (wipe me down)
You see this ice on my wrist how it glist soon the light hit you can't lie the ice sick (wipe me down)
Purple got me smellin funky red monkey 500 dollars on em you ain't seen these yet (wipe me down)
Beatin you can hear me way around the corner paint wet wit the 24's on em that's a bet (wipe me down)
Ol lady's baby momma's few fiance's niggas wife savage life who i'm gonna fuck next (wipe me down)
And i don't use the lifestyle or the magnum or the trojan i'll go head and use the barrel of the tech (wipe me down)
Man this chain hit me for a couple grand aaah no i ain't complainin just watch how you wipe my chest (wipe me down)
A bad bitch wanted me to stay there longer i put that dick up on her but i had a flight to catch (wipe me down)

(Foxx)
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (8x)

Chorus

Top Back (Remix) - T.I. feat. Young Jeezy, Young Dro, Big Kuntry and B.G.

Jeezy:

I let my chain hang low, keep that thang up on my waist;
all them haters talkin' reckless tell 'em say it to my face;
Concealed bankroll yeah i almost caught a case;
It's the remix so manny fresh drop the bass;
I say my 28 inches got me sitting so high,
reach straight up through the clouds god damn im in the sky;
got my 87 zone, god damnit im fly, beycha anything won't any nigga try;
push the yukon wednesday the drop back monday,
ice cream impala same color as a sunday,
so you can dis me with ya hating and that he can't rap shit,
tell them faggot ass niggaz wrap they lips around my dick;
god damn my money's sick hey i need to see a doctor,
black on black bentley call it phantom of the opera;
lemon lime drop top, i call it the sprite,
when i pull out the garage you can call it a night.

chorus:

i like my beat down low and my top let back
see me ridin 24s with a choppa in the back
ya like ya kenwood high and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black hey

Dro:

dro! my trunk gon break the damn law,
im ridin through the hood with eighth's of damn raw
them 27s tall but them 8s they damn raw;
bitches know, they see the platinum is grey like grandpa;
spray the chevy all kinda sour apple colors;
diamonds up in my charm look like piney apple suckers;
tec 9 for some mac 90 for others,
lethal weapons on bucatis i got on my danny glovers.
nah this aint the movie but i shot 4 brothers,
and plus i got a chevelle that flop four colors,
cars without the covers,
my beat down low and then my rims sit high im the best thing blowin out DRO!

chorus 2x:

i like my beat down low and my top let back
see me ridin 24s with a choppa in the back
ya like ya kenwood high and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

Big Kuntry:

I got my treble up high and my beat down low,
I don't slam no doors hop in where the roof go,
What i need a roof for? replace it with the sky,
Streets be mine with that georgia on my mind,
Ridin in the wettest paint like im surfin on a tidal wave,
Cocaine whip yeah straight out the microwave,
man in the trunk, sound like the man knockin,
bypass rockin with stacks in my pockets.

B.G. :

I got money in my pocket and my mind on more,
To hear myself think i like my beat down low,
cigarello full of dro in the chevy 2 tone,
its sittin on chrome thats how i get my roll on,
gotta dip through the hood you know jizzle keep it real,
I see some hot girls so im'a turn it up a lil,
let em bounce to be music, b-b-bounce to the beat,
the top down hop in and ride with a g.

chorus 2x:

i like my beat down low and my top let back
see me ridin 24s with a choppa in the back
ya like ya kenwood high and ya top let back
if ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black

T.I.

Even though i like my beat down low and my top let back,
chrome feet down low and my impala wet black,
digit-dash hit the gas tell dem niggaz check that,
make them bitches sit back, woofers give em wet cats,
comin down in the chevy motor sound like it's very tight,
it is you can tell i hear the tire yellin er'y lane,
and when it ain't even kickin i bet you can still hear it,
lord forbid i cut it up, i bet i could let him feel it,
okay my money real big, choppers is still hid,
they catch me with it fuck it i'm doing my lil bit,
in my drop top ride, with my glock cocked ridin,
i'm lookin for them niggaz where they at stop hidin' (hey!)

(Now that's a mothafuckin' remix nigga)

Rehab (Remix) - Amy Winehouse feat. Jay-Z

Jay Z part

More money more checks
I’m addicted to fresh
6 pairs of kicks is my definition to twelve steps
Kick back in the bach
get the phantom the drop
bass blaring out my systems That’s how I detox
oh when will we stop he’s still pumping that real shit
my flow so dumb my face is so numb, I don’t feel shit
where’s your therapist yeah im out of control
they trying to make me go to rehab I wont go nooo
so im addicted im Britney Whitney and bobby, betty ford aint ready for this aint nothing to stop me
oh look hes relapsing, just look how’s hes rapping
Every time I try to get out it pulls me back in
Amy should have rehabbed him instead she double his ration
can you blame me being a slave to my passion
my heroin flows more lethal than Marilyn's nose
im gonna OD till im in peace like Anna Nicole, HOV

My Girl Got A Girlfriend (Remix) - Ray Lavender feat. Fabolous & Red Cafe

(I know what you like)
(Konvict)

[Verse 1]
I just got off from work
its 1:30
I'm kinda hungry
plus i know my girl lonely
Goin back to my crib
its kinda early
Surprised my girl because i know she waitin'
I opened the front door
I hear moanin
Fa real somebody
I'm finna kill somebody
Then i get closer
i hear groanin
Bust in the door and see my girl wit a chick
Thats when i know that

[Chorus]
My girl gotta girlfriend
I just found out but its aight
Long as i can be wit her too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem
Cuz ima make it do what it do
Cuz havin 2 chicks is better than no chicks
I'd rather just join in
Keep my girl and keep the other one too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem [shawtyy]
Cuz ima make it do what it do

[Verse 2:]
Do you know your problem shawty
Coulda told me
That you was sleepin wit a chick
How the hell you gon be leavin me out
I thought we was better shawty
You so stingy
While you was kissin on it
I could behind her dribben baby
Talkin bout I be wack girl
But I'm so cool wit it
Both of yall in my bed
Watch what ima do wit it
Girl ima fool wit it
Ima fool wit it
So slide over for me shawty
Let me show ya how a player get down
Cuz girl I'm bout to give ya both the business
Beat it up until ya say ya finished
Then off to the other one
Got em bustin like a gun
So i don't really care that

[Chorus]
My girl gotta girlfriend
I just found out but its aight
Long as i can be wit her too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem
Cuz ima make it do what it do
Cuz havin 2 chicks is better than no chicks
I'd rather just join in
Keep my girl and keep the other one too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem
Cuz ima make it do what it do

[Break]

Oh oh oh eww eww eww eww (Convict)
O O O O oh oh oh eww eww eww eww (Convict)
O O O O Imma have ya singin
You gon be singin (eww shawty)
Ima have ya singin
I know what ya like
Ima have ya singin
You gon be singin (hey shawty)
Ima have ya singin
I know what you like

[Chorus]
My girl gotta girlfriend
I just found out but its aight
Long as i can be wit her too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem
Cuz ima make it do what it do
Cuz havin 2 chicks is better than no chicks
I'd rather just join in
Keep my girl and keep the other one too
My girl gotta girlfriend
It really is not a problem
Cuz ima make it do what it do

Uh huh

Shakedown (Remix) - Nas feat. Akon & Ali Vegas

[Nas (Akon)]
Shakedown (Uh-oh-oh); Akon, Nas, here we go New York
(Uh-oh-oh) Here we go world, here we go y'all
(Uh-oh-oh, 'Cause it's a shakedown, uh-oh-oh)

[Ali Vegas]
The streets'll do whatever just to see me fail
Mama'll do whatever to keep free from jail
So she tellin' me to get my CDL
But papi said he got some things that we could sell
To turn the corner and to see VVS's
He said you liked girls to get beneath their dresses
You gon' need them SS's, VVS's, BBS's
Here go the keys to the Lexus (Uh-oh-oh)
Now I'm the center of attention like Kareem and them
My squad run around the borough like we Prem' and them
My gang with big truck, wifey's we beamin' them
Let's Esco, that tag team from Queens again
This is Shakedown, here go the breakdown
The big boys are back; 'lil niggaz get off the playground
I got up with the homey A now
The kid babies 'bout to make the Earth quake now

[Chorus: Akon (Nas)]
Uh-oh-oh, we back now
A bunch of gangsters strapped so make a way now
When they come wavin' them gats you know the lay down (Lay it down)
And give 'em all you got, 'cause it's a shakedown (Shakedown)
Uh-oh-oh, (New York to H-Town)
We back now (Here we go y'all)
A bunch of gangsters strapped so make a way now
When they come wavin' them gats you know the lay down
(Uh-oh, Nas and Akon, uh-oh, Nas and Akon)
And give 'em all you got, 'cause it's a shakedown
Uh-oh-oh, (Here we go)

[Nas]
My man was smart
Robbed the bank, buried the cash
Did ten years, came home and bought him a Jag
Other side of town, stick-up kids ride around
Young niggaz not prepared this time around
Walk in the jewelry store yellin', "Get on the floor"
Snatched the sales lady up, hit her with the bulldog
Grabbin' the ice, the heist went fast as the Vice
Had rushed in, bussin', could you imagine this life?
The streets come alive and laugh at your sorrows
Leavin' your soul hollow
That you fill it back up liquor bottles
Black Messiah had the jux, 20 ki's uncooked
Easy to push, some Japanese dealers were crooks
They leave niggaz eyes cut out; what it means to us
He seen too much, but we don't give a fuck
Black truck pull up to the door
Infa-green night vision lens we can see through the war
"Get on the floor"

[Chorus: Akon]
We back now
A bunch of gangsters strapped so make a way now
When they come wavin' them gats you know the lay down
And give 'em all you got, 'cause it's a shakedown
Uh-oh-oh
Do I make myself clear, uh-oh-oh