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Tikulinija · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"Got What You Need"
(feat. Drag-On, Swizz Beatz)

[Swizz Beatz]
Yo stop the tape, hold on
Listen man, this Swizz
It's not a game, it's goin down
We ain't playin wit y'all
Scorpion, sting that ass
And we doin this for the.. two-thousand-and-one, let's rock
World, premiere
World, premiere
E-V-E, let's, let's get it, get it
Stop..

[Chorus 1: Swizz Beatz]
I Got What You Need
So tell me what you need
I Got What You Need
So tell me what you need
Tell me what you need
I Got What You Need
Tell me what you need
I Got What You Need

[Chorus 2: Swizz Beatz]
Now - ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Ladies, ladies, ladies

[Chorus 1]

[Eve]
Uhh, yo
Aiiyo, aiiyo
This the only record in the crate
The only shit worth playin
Swizz got niggaz screamin "Dog, you O-Din"
Do what I do best
Spit shit
You know me and Drag fit tight
But that goes without sayin
See you stallin on the floor
What you standin for?
Scared thug, can't enjoy ya cash
What you ballin for?
Crabs that ain't got nuttin to add
What you callin for?
Ladies - this one's for you
Get ya party flowin right now
Baby, no time to relax
Niggaz tryna holla
Get the tag, yeah he eat that
And if he actin cheap
Then fuck 'em, you ain't need that
Send a bottle wit a note
Sip, get ya teeth wet

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Drag-On]
So niggaz where yo ladies at?
Ladies where yo niggaz at?
Killaz where yo clickaz at?
Took it, I won't give it back
Swallow this Cris while I
Get you where yo ribs is at
And yeah thats how I spit 'em tracks
They make you wanna get a rest
Shit, write my shit Drag
Treat you like you stole a pack
You probably never sold crack, now can I get a soul clap?
[two claps] Clap twice [two claps] I'm that nice
Ya funny faggots like Bernie Mac in +Life+
Lets see y'all make it past the gun line
Ya want it, come take mine
I walk and talk my shit
Breaka, breaka, one, nine
Eve let them bitches know
Three runnin wit the flow
We gonna block them though
Then we gonna lock the door

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Drag-On]
Yo, yo
In the club we get our niggaz in
We pay off security
Same niggaz that couldn't get in
Ya niggaz remember me

[Eve]
Aiiyo
Ladies - where you at?
Stuck up, don't reply
Where you at? (here we go!)
Thats right, keep it live

[Drag-On]
West Coast, we could ride
East Coast, fuckin live
Dirty, Dirty South, bounce that
Make 'em bounce that

[Eve]
Nigga this here nasty
Keep the shit rockin
Always Double-R, keep shit knockin

[Drag-On]
You know how Ruff Ryders do
You push, we "Ryde or Die" all you
I got heat to make the steam boil

[Eve]
Heard you was frontin on the camp niggaz
Stop that hot shit, all day
Clown yeah, we got that

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Swizz Beatz]
Ya ain't ready for this shit right here
Ya ain't ready for this thing right here
Bounce! Bounce! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Swizz Beatz!
I keep my chain sippin
Two-thousand-and-one
Put fire on ya ass!
We gon' peep that fire on ya ass!
Lets go
That's right
Play the shit right

Tikulinija · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"That's What It Is"
(feat. Styles)

[Eve]
They usually hate her when she comes around
Huh, first lady mobbin nigga hit the ground
Next break into that who we what a sound
Heads boppin, never fails once the Doc's around
Hatin the fact that she do things on both sides
But never disrespect two rings round both eyes, right?
Lady like in many ways
Because in trust I can be crazy like on any day
Some do they dirt but best believe in time they pay
Do believe in lettin shit chill til the promised day
Huh, seems they just fade away
I love it cuz them clowns they just paved the way
Left it wide open got no time to play
Mad cuz shit changed got no time to stay
Considered snobby then just hate me I don't give a fuck
Considered sloppy to me you just need to give it up...

[HOOK: Styles]
Eve don't give a fuck about you
That's what it is
Eve is the hottest bitch
That's what it is
But she gon' stay ladylike
That's what it is
But I'ma act crazy like
That's what it is
Think I got your house shot
That's what it is
Think I got your car burnt
That's what it is
Think I got your people robbed
That's what it is
Cuz we don't give a fuck about you
That's what it is

[Styles]
I aint got a moment to waste
I'm tryin to get to your head, so I gotta make room in your face
And they can't see your eyes or your nose
Why P? Cuz 4, 5 slugs is consumin the space
This is Holiday you need, you fuck with the Scorpion
I don't stop poppin 'til your body don't breathe
Clap more than the audience, after the show
Stab more than the butcher, and I'm kinda righteous
So I'ma help you pray for the Lord when I push ya
She the First Lady, I'm the ghost with the gun
Aimed at your son that'll love to burst crazy
Ruff Rydin the clique, come up outta your shit
Get clapped in the wig, sold alotta records
But we never gave a fuck so it's a wrap for the kids
Gat to the back and the ribs
We the hood, even Holiday bitch that's what it is

[HOOK]

[Eve]
Broke out and got grown, holdin her own
That bitch come strong, give up, dead wrong
I don't even fuck around 'less your head strong
Aint too many that's around that can match they mind blown
Can't figure her out
Is she street, sweet, gutter, I'm from the hood
Alotta y'all niggas gold
This bitch two million sold
And I just figured that I'd make it known
Baby girl got the whole world in her palm, alone
Watch me rock, got my lip cocked
Spit fire, watch it better duck, you stuck, you crossfire
Thought you was the realest you said you caught liar
Any time you at where I be, I'ma try you

[HOOK]

Tikulinija · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"Scream Double R"
(feat. DMX)

[The chorus is drowned out and in the back round]
[Chorus (x2)]
[Eve (DMX)]
Get that ass up and Scream Double R (What!)
We ain't going nowhere we made it this far (Uh -1st time come on - 2nd)
Let me see my, my dogs [growls]
Let me hear my, my dogs [Barks]

[DMX (Over Chorus)]
Uh, What, Uh, My Baby,
My, Baby, That's my baby COME ON!

[DMX]
Time to hit y'all cats with another joint from Eve and the dog
And you know how we do baby creep in the fog
Now hold it down for the fellas, hold it down for the girls
Keep motherfuckers knowing this rap shit is our world (WHAT!)
Been there and done that (UH), had fun where the run at (UH)
Don't got to shoot a motherfucker no more so put the gun back (UH)
Pay niggas to do that, cause they a lot better at it
Keep the burner in the truck cause well you got to have it (aight)
It's an unwritten law (uh huh)
Let a faggot open that unwritten door (uh huh)
Hit 'em with four (uh) hairline to the jaw (WHAT!)
That's what I'm aiming at
We going to get that nigga X aight well keep saying that
Eve I wish you the best and I'll always love you (what)
Never hear me say FUCK YOU because I love you (what)
Always here for you when somebody else is not (uh)
A dog and his bitch blowing up the spot
Come on

[Chorus sounding regular]
[Chorus (x2)]

[Eve]
It should be against the law, me and the dog like a brawl
And the only thing that can help you is God and you should call on him
Weak sight, the streets like, creep like
Cause they got each other's she bark and he bite
It ain't strange you cats know the name
Double R scream it bubble hard it's a shame
Realest niggas doing it, them clowns they ruin it
Shut 'em down give 'em pounds cause palms go glue in it
Sticky finger niggas steal each other's style
Claiming how they started things not original
Cats they get caught up in the glitter and glam
If that's the case you should be considered a fan
I'm like tired of the same beats that claim streets
Doing nothing but ducking from the hood got the same speech
Only one you feeling is you niggas know the deal
Industry, fuck it, in the streets keep it real, nigga

[Chorus (x2)]

[DMX]
Since the beginning we both knew we was winning
Cause we been in all type of shit (uh) but kept on spitting, hitting
Niggas in the head with that shit that let 'em know it was the truth
So they feel that cause it's real black (WHAT!)
We never going to stop (uh), no matter what they say (uh)
No matter what they do (uh) they'll never take it away (Come On)
What the Lord give you let no man curse
E-V-E and DMX from the birth to the earth

[Eve]
Why they sick cause we still close thought that it was over
Cats trying to tear us apart dogs got closer
All the shit we deal with only make us stronger
Try to do a lot of shit but they can't belong to
For real niggas scared us, steady catching them bluffing
What you say shut up nigga saying much of nothing
Act like they don't want it but they demand it
Double R keep it hard and niggas can't stand it

[Chorus (x3)]

Tikulinija · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"Thug In The Street"
(feat. Drag-On, The LOX)

[Drag-On]
I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim
cuz bullets make your feet fast
we throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gats
crib like McDonalds nuttin but Big Macs
and quarter pounds
bitch place your order now stay in line
I only fuck with broke niggas
that stright depend on crime
you straight pussy so fuck your ass cap
cuz in jail they'll put your cap where
your ass at you ass black
projects thats where Drag at
yea ya got heart
but if I don't got my gun
thats where ya gonna get stabbed at
boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask
"where the cash at"

[Sheek]
you think we shoot his pocket sides
deuce decuce and 25's
you ain't takin' em' nigga
you threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin motherfucker
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryna see if your brains
really look like eggs
or is it just that commercial
your brain on drugs
now it's a total different look
from these shotgun slugs
to get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepers
halfs and bullets two-ways
fuck vests my shit go throught toupèès
I'ma thug in New York
and when I'm on your set
we the apartment where they filmed
good times at
bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga

[Chrous:(2X)]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang

[Styles]
weight on my back
hate in my heart
blood in my eye
foot on the gas
blunt in my mouth
lovin the ride
hand on the gun
ear to the street
back to the wall
mind on my money while I'm clappin at ya'll

[Jadakiss]
I got niggas in jail
crack in the hood
hustle in south
fiends and customers
that run in your house
I got family ties
I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghetto
nose candy and nines
I'm deeper than most
sleep wit it close
wake wit a demon
have visions of the whole
world shaking and screaming

[Styles]
I was born to be a leader
but if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheater
you talking to me greasy
I was going to get the heater

[Jadakiss]
you tell me what you know about blow
gettin dough and straight warrin' with a meaner
frontin in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima

[Styles]
lyin in the cut
the gun is straight running
like a tire on the trucks
if he is real or a liar
put the plyer to his nuts
or the fire to his guts

[Jadakiss]
cuz niggas is too soft
that heat make niggas cool off
fuck ice I'm tryna cop the crew lofts

[Styles]
So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
and hop back in the vette (corvette)

[Jadakiss]
cuz everybody is a felon with loot
cuz they say rap is like dust

[Styles and Jadakiss]
and we the only ones sellin' the juice

[Chrous:(2X)]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang

[Eve]
bitches is so sick
they throw up
so scared they don't even
come around in places that I show up
go ahead nigga put your dough up
me against who nigga grow up
bitches choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industry
actin all confused don't know who you supposed to be
chickens lost steady worryin' bout
who's dick is tossed
stop stallin betta get this thing before it's gone
but I ain't mad
cuz I ain't gon' pass it on
callin' askin can you get on my shit
cuz your cash is gone
you won't get no sales off of me
bitch please
pitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas

[Chrous:(2X)]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my tha

Tikulinija · Početnik Domaćeg.de

"You Ain't Gettin None"

First time I seen your face I was like damn
Put your arm around my waist I was like man
Gentle with the touch I ain't fuss still a strong hand
I ain't know if I should lust or play it like a man
True I'm human like you but gotta play it smart
Questions I gotta ask for we get this start
Pulse racing fast damn can you feel my heart
Got me feeling wild yeah you doin your playa part
Tryin to feel you up excuse me I mean feel you out
What your life like tell me what your mind about
Oh you ain't even trynna share no secrets straight to bis
Wifey, baby mother, you got any kids
One word answers oh I ain't feeling that
Then the pain for american express black
But I'm a play it cool and let you think you running things
You seem official long as you ain't runnin names

[2x] you ain't getting none
his touch it really turns me on
this message comes from me to you
please stop touchin on me (you know you want it)
but I got go

Listen baby you know that I'm attracted to you crazy
but I ain't gonna play stupid so you can try to play me
You ain't really tellin me shit and trynna slay me
And on the real this quiet shit is startin to drive me crazy
The only thing that's keepin me still is sex appeal
Strong but silent type is that you what the deal you
Know what I like on me gotta keep it real
Something in my mind sayin that you probably got the skills
but I ain't giving in your friends they feminine
And I don't know how many of them you might be swimmin in
but them lips though make me wanna try my luck
Straight thug what I love and you got me stuck
Cause you dress right I'm supposed to be pressed right
But on the real you got me thinking if I could be blessed tonight
Let me stop thinking these things it's not polite
I wanna give it to you raw but i'mma put up a fight

[2x] you ain't getting none
his touch it really turns me on
this message comes from me to you
please stop touchin on me (you know you want it)
but I got go

From subliminal seduction not really touchin
but like rubbin actin like you wantin nothin
Your eyes say it all playboy but you no rushin
Treat me like your pray only your sexual huntin
I'm runnin frontin cause really I'm wantin to
Let you lay me down pound for pound we be crushin
I'm tight vexed cause I'm really dwellin on the sex
Chills up my spine the way you smellin up my neck
I'm like putty in your hands I gotta keep my composure
Plus I'm trynna remember how long I really known ya
You make it hard fightin you off is like a job
but I'm doin good so far body startin to throb
Should I give in ready to open my garage
and let you park in the dark but damn I gotta
Fight you off gotta roll out but before I leave
You need know that dinner was lovely but I really gotta go

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Be Me

I'm just trying to be me. . . to be me

[Chorus: 2X's]
One. . .Cause I really wanna see the world
Two. . . Always knew I was a super girl
Three. . . Staying laced in diamonds and pearls (to be me)
That's the way you gotta treat a girl

[Verse One]
Uh oh
When I was broke cats was like do that
Now that I got something cats is like screw that
They wish I could've blew that
Back with them complaining
Spassing, stressed out, not maintaining
I move on speak shit so far from so long
You the one that made me go forth and go on
Blew up called me cherry bomb
Changed my hair from blonde
Mad cause I can go investigate the whole Gucci line
Let me live niggas, did this with my own rhymes
Publishing's a motherfucker baby and I own mines
Worked hard. . . I deserve the best in life
She stay clean. . . I deserve to be dressed up right
She spits mean. . . God definitely blessed her right
We can all buy diamonds and furs nothing to tell
We can all buy the mall with nothing to sell
Your career's dead wrong, change your style, wear a vail

[Chorus: 2x's]

[Verse Two]
Mad cause we got shit
Dropped what I dropped shit
Mad cause we killing it
All we do is drop hits
Long cash, twenty-one, investigating in stock shit
Call the ??? long so I could cock shit
Now I'm supposed to down play all the things I want in my life
Got my own money now, ain't gotta be nobody wife
Only if I want to, not cause I need to
Choose the situations I do and do not go through
I told you I was gonna make it big, gonna grow
This is dedicated to all of the haters that didn't know
But they know who it was
Haters created my buzz
Talking about me made people wonder who she was
And I'm here now
Going on my second year now
Fuck it, we could take it there, keep at a stare down
Now I think that my message is clear now
That bitch E-V-E singing what you hear now

[Chorus: 2x's]

[Verse Three]
Traveling to me away was Atlantic City
Now, float me in a boat in the Atlantic feel me
Gotta come to the table with something cause I got mine
Gotta spoil Eve royally, not just like pipe line
Say I ain't your type (lying), matches make you jelly
I said it before, I can fill my own belly
Uh, need you for what
Get in where you fit in, if you can
I'mma keep it comfortable, that's my plan
Understand
I'm just trying to be me, bubble and Philly bitch
Coarse I'mma boss and floss, I ain't no silly bitch
Bet she come fully equipped from chips to whip
Keys to her own crib, big shit to grip
I'm living it down, so ya simmer it down
Went from Ooh sheek to Oh I remember her now
Niggas couldn't stand her, now they wanna give her a pound
Wanna know her cause my feet is planted in the ground

[Chorus: fades away]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Hey Y'All

Yea Yea, Evie Eve
And you know, you better know

[Snoop Dogg]
I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs
Trunk full of funk nigga while im breaking bread
Sliding through your system banging, bobbing heads
Doing mines and I don't care what other niggaz saying
They can pop it, but they can't stop it, boy I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this bitch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time
I'd be damned If I go back to jail for the same crime
I'm to slick to get caught up in this dirty game
I'm a scollar that make dollaz off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd.
Man I ain't fucking with chevy's I got my own car
D-O Double you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me
Oh I know, you must be gone off them extacy
Bad habits you better kick it before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke
Fo' sho!!

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast
All my doggs we could smoke, we 'bout to take some bank roll
Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes
I know they already know, yea we like it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg

[Eve]
(uh-huh)These niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums from your ears throbbing
Known to do it, baby bubblin do 'chu dare stop it
Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps
ain't nothing to me, Got my nigga Snoop he been down
As for my nigga Nate, shit he was in town
created heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud
Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your tv
Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch nothing rediculous
Want this brown girl I see you thug lick your lips
Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl I need you for me
Keep love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas getting smoke ties, dominoe playing
Up here praying that they legalize, but fuck it still choke top down
Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on

[Chorus]

[Eve]
Now when you see me acting up in the club (it ain't nothin)
Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin)
Huh breaking up blueberry buds (it ain't nothing)
And every hood showing nothing but love (it ain't nothing)
Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain
Should of never let me learn what millions really mean
Yea I'm a simple girl, but really don't want simple things
Keep real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains
Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane
East coast, West coast, you still don't fuckin think
Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean

[Snoop Dogg]
You gots to be my queen, cause I'm the Bigg king
The one with the Bigg house with the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene
You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme
A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes
Me and you together shit, we gone collect the vibes
Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up your stereo
Cause here we go, here we go

[Chorus]

It ain't nothing [4x]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Let Me Be

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, many they pop shit, but me I drop shit, and they cop it
Stay to myself most the time, but still they plot shit
Bitches that's unstable, I can't be involved
'Less they wanna take it back to the street, and problem solve
Touchin y'all, but me I try to chill on the chicken shit
Sit back, do Eve, mastermind my business shit
You dat, screw all these cats, that's tryin to end this shit
Hate me for the rest of your life, I'm just beginnin it

[CHORUS: 2X]
Na, na, na, naa...
You wanna Ryde right
Na, na, na, naaa..
Say anything for the limelight
Na, na, na, naaa...
Just need to Let Me Be
Na, na, na, naaa...
Do you, cuz I'ma do me

[Verse 2]
Yo, am I made up? Just my make up, nothing fake though.
Bitches generate bullshit, I generate dough
On the roll now, got control and I'ma keep it
Made my move, while y'all got comfortable, while y'all was sleepin
I remember bein broke and I aint tryin to fall back
Nobody listened to my shit, and I aint get no call backs
Aint no way that I could have it then lose it
Take my word, I'ma keep slangin shit, makin hits, niggas ya heard?

[CHORUS 2X]

[Verse 3]
Yo, ayo, ayo, can you deal with the wild one
When she comes around trottin down Stallion
Got they mouths open now
Bitches frown and I care less, just to get attention
They would wear less, stayin mad at me, but I'm they fearless
Ryde or Die Chick, you know how I get down
Fifty dogs or more when I come through how I get 'round
Got enough stress on my brain, size of stress from you dames
And I aint even stressin no names
Cuz I'm different, nothin like you bratty chicks bitchin
Nothing like you whining ass niggas that's scared of itchin
What is it you really want
Beggin for your chance then you front
Prayin for a way that you could stunt, on this one here
E V E is ready for your fakin all year
Smile in my front, no use they heated at my rear
Told you from the first attack you shoulda been prepared
Huh, shoulda listened

[CHORUS TO END]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Life is so hard

[Eve]
This song is a dedication to those strugglin and livin on
For those who can't see the light, it's comin
Stay strong, feel me.. [echoes]

[Teena Marie]
Ooohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, oooohhhhhhh, oohhhohhhhh..

[Chorus: Teena Marie]
Livin life is so hard
Every day I pray to God
Tell Him to send me light so I can touch my soul
And always know right from wrong
Livin life is so hard
Every day I pray to God
Tell Him to touch my heart so He can ease the pain
Anything to hide the scars

[Eve]
Uhh, uhh
Thank you God, I appreciate every blessin
Happiness to heartaches, take it as a lesson
I learned a lot in this year
Got a profession that keeps me stressin
Facin criticism, answerin questions
And you still keep me happy and healthy
Blessed with a mind to play the cards that life has dealt me
No doubt I struggle, I cry at times
Sometimes I wish I could live in a bubble
And it gets hard not to stray to trouble
I'm proud of me, got a family that holds me down
Real friends 'cause the other ones claim they don't know me now
But long as God with me, I'ma be good for sure
He's the one who picks me up when my face is to the floor
Life is crazy, people never cease to amaze me
Stay with stories by how they made me or raised me
And it's funny, 'cause everybody seems to be so hungry
Either they want my life, or they want my money

[Chorus]

[Teena Marie]
How can life be so hard?
How can my life be so hard?
Whatever doesn't kill me makes me strong
Whatever doesn't kill me makes me strong
Every day I pray to God
Every day I pray
Whatever doesn't kill me makes me strong
Whatever, whatever, whatever

[Eve]
Uhh, been through a lot
Still gotta watch my back 'cause people plot
Close is to do you dirty just so they can take your spot
Some days I feel like I wanna quit
But I pray too long and dreamed and worked too hard for it
Wouldn't trade my life, none even a little bit
Cause it could be worse for real, I could be turnin tricks
Might bitch and whine but always just in the back of my mind
I could be livin on the streets, nothin to eat without a dime
So I thank God, and I think why 'cause life's hard
Meet a lot of people but always I'm puttin up my guard
Cause you never know, some people snakes
Some people give a lot but mostly not, most people take
A lot of smilin claimin realness but most people fake
Still gotta smile, 'cause that's what it takes
Sometimes it's lonely
I feel like people see me really don't know me
But my best friend is Him, and I know He'll hold me

[Chorus]

[Eve]
Uhh, uhh
I got a lotta people on my side protectin me
Dee, Waah, Chivon, and the family
Gotta thank God for them 'cause they keep me right
I also thank Him every day for the love of my life
I thank Him, for this gift just to be able to write
and rock crowds that scream my name, able to excite
Thank God for my fans; I love the way they love me
Happy that I'm comfortable, eatin, livin lovely
I love my life, still there's the pressure and pain
So I make sure that I'm grounded and able to maintain
Alotta people think I'm lucky, travelin and hangin out
But if they only knew, I +WISH+ I could be hangin out
I'm bangin out hits, in the studio I'm livin low
Makin plans to last a lifetime, make sure I'm gettin dough
Huh, come on, just so the people know
Uhh, come on, just so the people know

[Chorus - 2X]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Satisfaction

[Verse 1]
Now I'ma do this thing like it ain't done before
Never leave the game stranded, I had to give more
I'ma give you what you want, what you waitin' for?
Make the music that the people can't ignore
A lotta niggas is bitches, a lotta bitches be trippin'
A lotta them be wishin' that they was in my position
A lotta niggas be cowards and most chicks be chickens
Fuck 'bout the CLUCK! CLUCK! Eve ain't trippin'
Most dudes is okay (Half of the rest ain't)
Talkin' 'bout what they wanna do (Reality they can't)
Ask 'em what they life worth, watch 'em draw a blank
I really ain't got no interest if it don't involve the bank
Most of the time I'm nice to 'em (Half the time I'm not)
It ain't nothin' new though (Learned it from off the block)
People think I changed much 'cuz I'm livin' good
Now they get my voicemail, hear them callin' me rude?
Sometimes I feel bad (Most of the time I don't)
'Cuz if I don't protect my shit (Other niggas won't)
Some want me to neglect my shit (Take it for a joke?!)
But I'm stayin' on the grind (Never goin' back to broke)

[Chorus]
Anything I want
I'ma get it 'cuz I know I need it
It's Evey comin' and I know you heated
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction
Everything I am
Just because I had to make it happen
They never thought that I would make it rappin'
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction

[Verse 2]
Now I'ma do this thing like it ain't done before
Never leave the game stranded, I had to give more
I'ma give you what you want, what you waitin' for?
Make the music that the people can't ignore
See how we do this thing dog, here we go again
Dre and Bombshell, don't you love how it blend?
Radio stations, DJ's they spin
Told y'all determined to win
You tryina enter through the back door?
Ain't nothin' happenin', this whole shit is my shit bitch and I'm the captian
Can't beat me join me baby then get to clappin'
Bang it in ya whip to get ya neck snappin'
I know you hopin' that I rest so you can breathe
Stressed when we in the same places 'till I leave
Whisper to they friends what they wanna do to me
Wish they could erase me, take away the air I breathe
And I feed 'cuz that shit only give me hunger pains
Never let you muhfuckas put out my flame
Ready for whatever, was trained to maintain
And I always been a savage 'bout the fame
Separate the girls from the women and the winnin'
Always knew the thrill was worth it from the beginnin'
Baby what's the deal I'm hurtin' 'em how I'm livin'
I gotta conquer it all now the world's my wishin'

[Chorus]
Anything I want
I'ma get it 'cuz I know I need it
It's Evey comin' and I know you heated
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction
Everything I am
Just because I had to make it happen
They never thought that I would make it rappin'
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction

[Verse 3]
Ain't nothin' hotter than this heat y'all, it's like a magnet
I don't really mess wit too many 'cuz they be plastic
That's it enjoy it boy, it's like magic
Anything less than a banger will not have it
Still I Ruff Ryde but I got my team
And we ain't goin' nowhere 'till we lock the game
But in the mean time ball while we live the dream
And now I need to hear y'all sing

[Chorus 2x]
Anything I want
I'ma get it 'cuz I know I need it
It's Evey comin' and I know you heated
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction
Everything I am
Just because I had to make it happen
They never thought that I would make it rappin'
Anything I need
Gotta have it, bet I'm gonna grab it
Ain't nothin' better than the satisfaction

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

Scenario 2000

[Swizz Beatz]
(mmm, mmmm)
See y'all don't understand us you know
Ruff Ryders is a family
Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders
Lets go... Swizz Beatz

[DMX]
This is the darkest shit, sparkest shit
Hittin wit the hardest Shit, cuz before we started shit
Wit kidz I knew my friendz all turned against me
Said fuck it, bought me a dog ever since me and my dog has been like this
He got my back I got his, schemin on mad niggaz
Dats how we do bidz
It's about time to start another, robbin spree
Cause yo, my way is highway, robbery, chump
When I was up North, Sing-Sing I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin
Livin like a orphan, you bad nigga?
I'll be back to see if you'll be still here
You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair
He'll never walk again, on the strength of me
Dats how I left him G, scared to death of me
Cannot run, hit wit the hot one
From the shotgun, cats was close, wondered how we got done

[Eve]
Yo yo, E-V-E
My dogz believe in me
Petty thugz hide yo cake, never teasin me
I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, tussle wit thieves
Makin moves, second to none, I locked it, uh
Made a sudden move you got bit
Flooded wit the double R, real street shit
Da blond hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it
Turn my face when I bust a cannon
Cuz I don't wear sunblock
Ask Drag if the fire is hot
shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop
We warn niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block
scorn niggaz like their mothers then we wet up their socks
red dye, escaping on the red eye,sea shores then hide out
buy out bars till we see fall
Believe in this game, we beat y'all, you got money?
Keep y'alls, for us be tearin tryin to hide, then our fire
Beat y'alls

[JadaKiss]
And you can come see me if you tryin to make a gram tonight
Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white
Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin a flight
Somewhere hot on a wave runner, tanning wit dykes
Blowin the haze, while all of em givin me brains
One at a time, y'all start from the front of the line
everybody wanna contact me and get wit me
but still end up being mad cuz i charge fifty
and as for you suka, you can keep those rapz
and Screw your awardz, my son can't eat those plaques
I never was shit but some things i never forget
like if you spend three your guaranteed to make back six
Drove the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off
Tints, rims, stashed, tick the governer off
Even the cats that be hatin still be lovin the dogs
Cause they know that the double R's comin for war
Wha

[Styles]
If you ain't ready to die, then why should you live?
Cuz when I start bustin the guns, you hidin the kids
And the Pieer's still ridin on clips, survivin wit bricks
We beefin on the 4th you got to die on the 5th
Like I wasnt hustlin dope or robbin the blocks
Starvin or not, carvin the cheek, palmin the glock
I figure which nigga could I watch wit a watch
I like to knock off my crack then I pull off a heist
Put it together, double it twice,this shit is my life
Catch me wit a 45, hot pair of Nikes
And three red dice, like, give me the bank or gimmie yo face
Gimmie a shank It's Holiday ugh
the hoopties in the front but the truckers a mile away
niggaz wanna ride tomorrow when they prolly die today
cause the P'll hollow the guns
Holla at sons if you feel a nigga holla back
then you swallow the ones

[Sheek]
(uh, uh, uh)
Y'all dem bust in them crowd niggaz and hit whoever
When you should aim for them niggaz that took yo leather
They right there, but you scared that they gon bust
Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggaz bleed like us
See I'm one shot thru the heart like Cupid
Y'all niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid
its 99 im killings you women and kids
fuck scar-face watch me, im more action to see
than dem motherfuckers that yall see on T.V.
and fuck what you heard this how sheek get down
comes wit guns, shit im rhyming wit one on me now
you never know what clown goin ta walk into the studio
talking shit and its gonna be more than the amster blow
I pour gas on your skin and watch your shit detatch
lit and book of matches now thats when you have met your match
and the worst thing for you is to have a gun when im thursty
ill turn niggaz more holy man, than Eddie Murphy
i got more bricks than that city do with jersey
Yo i got call cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, that'll bust you and slide
And some ol 6-drop niggaz
Revolver Pop niggaz, easy Ox niggaz
Get knocked, say we smoked detox niggaz
Drug program, hit the streetz we cop 56 mo gramz
Y'all niggaz ain't messin wit scrams
And that's

[Drag-On]
(come on, come on, come on,)
Boy, whats the difference between fire and water?
You whether drown or die off torture, cause yo skins of ya
And watch ya burn off fat, dog I'm off the thermostat
Could put a comb to my mouth and give yo bitch a perm wit that
Keep shellz in the envelopes cuz I'll mail out bullets
More blood that a riot on a jailhouse footage
Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you
You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly
when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips
wit mah hand all up in da bag munchin on tha shit
bit by bit clip by clip and every block by block
is brick on brick I got knots on knots
Cause I got things that'll pop yo top
And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch y'all drop
And ain't nobody gettin up, (un)less they in the wheelchair
Sittin up or spittin up, either way I don't give a fuck

Annabel_Lee · **ஐ NaUgHtGeLiC ஐ**

Do sada upisani textovi Eve-a (abecednim redom):

Ain't Got No Dough
Be Me
Cowboy
Dog Match
Eve Of Destruction
Gangsta Bitches
Gangsta Lovin'
Got What You Need
Gotta Man
Heaven Only Knows
Hey Y'All
Let Me Be
Let Me Blow Ya Mind
Let This Go
Let's talk about
Life is so hard
Love Is Blind
Maniac
My Bitches
My Enemies
Neck Bones
No, No, No
Philly, Philly
Satisfaction
Scenario 2000
Scream Double R
Stuck Up
That's What It Is
Thug In The Street
We On That Shit
What!
Who's That Girl
You Ain't Gettin None
You Had Me, You Lost Me
You Me And She