Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Jay-Z - 44 4's
Jay Z
"44 4's"
Roc-A-Fella forever, Hov for life
Debut's a classic, first album four mics
I should have got a five, but niggas lacked foresight
But I don't give a fuck
I aint't do it for the hype
I do it for the hustlers, for the ghetto, for their plight
For the struggle, for those who bubble white
For fly four-by-fours, ruthless cars, flawless ice
For the pain for yall to know what it's like
For everytime it rains forty days and forty nights
For every promise made that never saw the light
I'll get my own forty acres give me four nights
Four O's, a glock forty for the jackers and I'm right
Or the four-four would suffice
A fourteen year old to look out for the Vice
And you can sit back and can just wait for the flight
Ya boy takeoff look I've been strippin all my life
That's the type of metaphors I write
To let niggas know I was real before the mic
Before front rows had the fur at the fight
No PETA on my peter left some room for the divas
In a suite we'll meet up if you're wild for the night
On a rampage, champagne pours on the floor
For all those who aint make it here lost their life
Wouldn't forget y'all for any price
Not for no hoes, not for no ice
Not for no fame, nor for bright lights
So I'm a end this here this fly ass kite
Forty-four fours muthafuckers, I'm nice!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Dr. Dre, Snoop, and The GAME = DETOX
The GAME bet not fuck up this time. The last reference track you hear by T.I. go hard.
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