Juelz Santana lyrics
Juelz Santana lyrics
"Murda Murda lyrics"
Te Dare Dulzura lyrics
G. Guthrie/P. Grant Cuando te perd? lloraba tanto por tu amor por la raz?n de que ya no est?s No quieres volver est?s con ontra yo lo s? que voy a hacer ahora sin t?. Regresa a m? te juro que al fin te dar? todo el amor que nunca te d?. Te dar? dulzura llena de ternura yo me entregar? no te fallar? ten f? en m?, ten f? en m?.... Desde que no est?s sufro tanto por tu amor mi coraz?n quer?a morir. No quieres volver est?s
(feat. Cam'Ron)G. Guthrie/P. Grant Cuando te perd? lloraba tanto por tu amor por la raz?n de que ya no est?s No quieres volver est?s con ontra yo lo s? que voy a hacer ahora sin t?. Regresa a m? te juro que al fin te dar? todo el amor que nunca te d?. Te dar? dulzura llena de ternura yo me entregar? no te fallar? ten f? en m?, ten f? en m?.... Desde que no est?s sufro tanto por tu amor mi coraz?n quer?a morir. No quieres volver est?s
[Intro]
[sample]
Out in the street
They call it murder
[Juelz Santana + (sample)]
Up (in the street)
Gun tucked (in the street)
Niggaz front (in the street)
Get bucked and (they call it murder)
Up (in the street)
Gun tucked (in the street)
Buck buck and (they call it murder)
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
I stay up
My gun tucked
I gives a fuck
So, welcome to jamrock
No, welcome to my damn block
Where the slugs and c
Spacegirl lyrics
Spacegirl, you had enough on this ground Well take another deep shot I know that life can be so cruel We need to shake your hands and roll Just like a freak-bell Making such a weird sound Well tur
ans popSpacegirl, you had enough on this ground Well take another deep shot I know that life can be so cruel We need to shake your hands and roll Just like a freak-bell Making such a weird sound Well tur
For the ones and tan rocks
Kids play in the sandbox
Other kids
Lay in boxes with sandtops
You can't stop this
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder shit, this
Servin', servin', se-servin', servin', se-servin' bricks, we
Purchase, purchase, pu-purchase, and purchase, purchase whips, we
Swervin, swervin, sw-swervin, swervin, on purpose, bitch
Try to stop me, you ain't, kid
Try to pop me, you can't live
If so, you'll need an oxygen tank, shit
And for those bucks
I'm no punk
I'm Scarface, coked up, you know what
[sniff] I think I need another hit
[sniff] You know who you fuckin' with
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
I bang
I slang
My nuts hang, yup
So don't get it confused or fucked up
My dudes will jump up
The ruger, dump dump, bup bup
And
Que Sera lyrics
They call to her from across the street But they don't know her name She's in the wrong place at the wrong time Who's to blame? She wonders how to change the life she's living She wonders if she'll ever get away As far as I can see, the writing's on the wall There's no return, we live, we learn The game goes on and on and Que sera I like you but I don't Really want to take you home Que sera (they call it murder)
Act stupid, the gat's shootin [gunshot]
We'll leave you there, leave you square
Box style, box style, he who dares (dares)
Don't play
Be calm now, calm down cuz
We all know you're not a killa killa gorilla, man
Y'all know I get that scrilla scrilla f'reala, fam
Catch me in the chinchilla all through the winter, man
Never catch me trippin', slippin', and kill me, damn
I show the hood love
They show me love back
And the hood is where my heart is, so I love that
Nah, you can't keep a black man down
I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan bound
AY
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 3: Cam'Ron]
Killa, killa, more killin' killin' for killa killa
Feel the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on gorillas
Santana, bananas, clip bananas, wrapped in bandannas
Hammers, hammers, no cameras
Nana nana Santana, he be holding berettas
Killa killa kills civilians, you know I'm no better
Mo' betta' betta', cheddar cheddar, you'll be dead on your lever
For cheddar cheddar, heads we sever, go get it together
Get it together, now now get my pape's right
Come through late night
I know what it tastes like (what's that?)
Some good coke, dawg, go get your face pipe
Put on my Laker jersey, then I go rape white (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too, shit
She wanna fly G-4, won't fly G-2 (nope)
Need ten thousand, you won't get a G, boo
Only G you gettin' is me, O.G., trueness
[OUTRO: Juelz Santana + (Cam'Ron)]
(Murder, murder)
Haha, haha
I told you
I told you you niggaz was in trouble man
DipSet (murda)
The new season has officially begun (murda)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
They call to her from across the street But they don't know her name She's in the wrong place at the wrong time Who's to blame? She wonders how to change the life she's living She wonders if she'll ever get away As far as I can see, the writing's on the wall There's no return, we live, we learn The game goes on and on and Que sera I like you but I don't Really want to take you home Que sera
Act stupid, the gat's shootin [gunshot]
We'll leave you there, leave you square
Box style, box style, he who dares (dares)
Don't play
Be calm now, calm down cuz
We all know you're not a killa killa gorilla, man
Y'all know I get that scrilla scrilla f'reala, fam
Catch me in the chinchilla all through the winter, man
Never catch me trippin', slippin', and kill me, damn
I show the hood love
They show me love back
And the hood is where my heart is, so I love that
Nah, you can't keep a black man down
I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan bound
AY
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 3: Cam'Ron]
Killa, killa, more killin' killin' for killa killa
Feel the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on gorillas
Santana, bananas, clip bananas, wrapped in bandannas
Hammers, hammers, no cameras
When Jesus Left Birmingham lyrics
When Jesus left Birmingham All the disciples went crazy When Jesus left Birmingham All the people went completely nuts They all busted out on a wild night Riding high on a golden calf When Jesus left Birmingham All the people had themselves a big long laugh Well my girl, she's a waltzer And she can talk herself out of any mess Mi girl, she don't pray But somehow she seems still to be blessed And when those crazy nights
, you'll be runnin to nana (nana nana)When Jesus left Birmingham All the disciples went crazy When Jesus left Birmingham All the people went completely nuts They all busted out on a wild night Riding high on a golden calf When Jesus left Birmingham All the people had themselves a big long laugh Well my girl, she's a waltzer And she can talk herself out of any mess Mi girl, she don't pray But somehow she seems still to be blessed And when those crazy nights
Nana nana Santana, he be holding berettas
Killa killa kills civilians, you know I'm no better
Mo' betta' betta', cheddar cheddar, you'll be dead on your lever
For cheddar cheddar, heads we sever, go get it together
Get it together, now now get my pape's right
Come through late night
I know what it tastes like (what's that?)
Some good coke, dawg, go get your face pipe
Put on my Laker jersey, then I go rape white (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too, shit
She wanna fly G-4, won't fly G-2 (nope)
Need ten thousand, you won't get a G, boo
Only G you gettin' is me, O.G., trueness
[OUTRO: Juelz Santana + (Cam'Ron)]
(Murder, murder)
Haha, haha
I told you
I told you you niggaz was in trouble man
DipSet (murda)
The new season has officially begun (murda)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay