Doin’ The Bunny Hop Ringtones

I keep it doin' it again Oh, I'm doin' it again Yes, I'm doin' it again I said it would end [Black Thought] Uh, remix, rising up out of the flames like a Phoenix Straining to carry the weight of my brain like a genius Knowing I'm sowing seeds, let's see whose thumb is the greenest If I said I mean it, I did it because I need it Eat, sleep it or bleed it, write it down and then read it Asphalt to the cement, your trash talk, delete it I blast off then lay 'em out like a Tempur-Pedic It's Black Thought, for certain I'ma win eventually This unsung, underrated, under-appreciated The one them underachievers had underestimated Finally graduated, I'm one of the most hated Something that's so sacred, nobody gon' take it Face it, I keep doin' it well Doin' it sans assistance, just do it yourself Doin' it below the radar, we doin' it stealth Doin' it again for Illadelph, yo who else? We gon' do it again! I keep it doin' it again Oh, I'm doin' it again Yes, I'm doin' it again I said it would end Yeah, aiyyo I'm on a job, see my eyes focussed where the prize be Even though they tried to rob me and sabotage the spot Just like 'Pac when they got him in the lobby Try to tax, you'll find me like Ronald Isley I is a changed man, hanging with fans are probablies Niggas used to know me, they don't even recognise me Yep, the P-5-D is who the repertoire be Doin' it again just like Poitier and Cosby I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney The difference is I give it everything inside me Dear diary, the fans still swear by me Even though I'm Late Night now like "Here's Johnny" Swimming with them Great Whites now, that's where to find me Funny how it break right down, but never mind me Forever grimey, I guess it's just Philly shining Rock roller, bi-polar like Phyllis Hyman I keep it doin' it again Oh, I'm doin' it again Yes, I'm doin' it again I said it would end

You clap your hands And you swing out wide Do the susie q Mix in a step or two Put 'em all together And you're doin the jive Oh you stomp your feet You swing out wide Mess around awhile Shake it boogie woogie style Everybody's swinging when you doin the jive If you can't play Romeo or? Don't let it bother you Cause you'll be the King When the band begins to swing You'll be a smarty & the life of the party If you do bump And you swing out wide Drop a little bit Beat it out Make a fit Everybody's happy when you're doin the jive It may be somethin' but it's not the jive It may be somethin' but it's not the jive Well what is the jive? (More spoken) You clap your hands And you swing out wide Do the susie q Mix in a step or two Put it all all together And you're doin the jive Oh you stomp your feet And you swing out wide Mess around awhile Shake it boogie woogie style Everybody's swinging when you doin the jive If you can't play Romeo or? Don't let it bother you Cause you'll be the King When the band begins to swing You'll be a smarty & the life of the party If you do a bump And you swing out wide Drop a little bit Beat it out & Make a fit Everybody's happy when you're doin the jive

I had to fix a lot of things this morning 'Cause they were so scrambled But now it's okay I tell you I've got enough to do The afternoon was filled up with phone calls What a hot sticky day, yeah yeah yeah The air is cooling down Take all the time you need It's a lovely night If you decide to come You're gonna do it right Drive for a couple miles You'll see a sign and turn left For a couple blocks Next is mine, you'll turn left on a little road It's a bumpy one You'll see a white fence Move the gate and drive through on the left side Come right in And you'll find me in my house somewhere Keeping busy while I wait I get a lot of thoughts in the morning I write 'em all down If it wasn't for that I'd forget 'em in a while And lately I've been thinking Ôbout a good friend I'd like to see more of, yeah yeah yeah I think I'll make a call I wrote a number down But I lost it So I searched through my pocket book I couldn't find it So I sat and concentrated on the number And slowly it came to me So I dialed it And I let it ring a few times There was no answer So I let it ring a little more Still no answer So I hung up the telephone Got some paper and sharpened up a pencil And wrote a letter to my friend

I know it all too well Always a-coming back Should find the ways to tell I'm walking the very same track I want it different now I want a way to face it 'Cause in a way somehow It feels like so much time wasted Next time just pull the trigger No dragging me around Don't make it any bigger When the fire has burned out And next man who's in line Better knows what lies behind That kind of smile of yours Is everything as it runs its course Baby, where is your remorse? Whatchu doin' Girl, you're overstepping it quite a lot If that's what you reap, then Then I must have been mistaken a lot Your grip was firm But you did find a way to lose what you got It's not up to me to Let you know what is right, what is not In between loving me and some cheap thrill Your thrill didn't come cheap But what you've sown, you gotta reap A situation that you can't control A situation that gets onto your very soul I'm not against it I recommend it Time when I was down Time to be never around Next man who's in line Better knows what lies behind That vivid talk you got It costs a man an awful lot Well baby, just an afterthought Whatchu doin' Girl, you're overstepping it quite a lot If that's what you reap, then Then I must have been mistaken a lot Your grip was firm But you did find a way to lose what you got It is not up to me to Let you know what is right, what is not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not Honey, be careful It's time that you bought Karma won't treat you Like someone you're not

Intro Yeh people been like yo ruben.where ya been? Where ya been the last couple of years? Im like hey man i aint gone no where I've just been marinatin n sarinating n hurkulatin in the lab So their like hey yo man u know.wheres hip hop going? N im like iunno but im here to take the game back The game is officially mine.its officially mine Hold on.now everybody sing along! -Chorus- Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (C'mon ladys sing it) Reuben what is he dipidy doin' *First Verse* This ego was quick to say That he was better than me better be correct Before you step and try to sever my integrity please You mc's need to quit it I mean do you really think that you're the only ones who did it Haha and what is it we don't get huh? Maybe that empty book bag that you sport as a gimmick To the timberland boots that have never been scuffed All the while you're still hollering rugged and rough I call your bluff you're just like the rest of them The only difference Is you follow a less popular trend, friend Tell me how are you going to dog the mainstream Then turn around in the underground and do the exact same thing That you're dissing You get what i'm putting down I say a gimmick can be found above as well as underground And since what's real can't be defined by culture or man I'm curious as to what makes you think that you can -Chorus- Sing along!. Reuben what is he dipidy doin' Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (N' all the fellas sing) Reuben what is he dippidy doin' (N' all the lady's sing) Reuben what is he dippidy doin' *Second Verse* Ideas start occurring and words start stirring Never would i suggest this to be the best It's just, i like putting words on mics It's something i like to do something i find nice Don't' need to dominate or inflate my confidence Got no problem giving M.C's complements But some get mad at me Like they want to battle me Upset because I made their hip hop happy Actually I think you tough guys are corny And my LP comes with a full proof warranty If you buy it and don't like it feel free not to listen I'm not sure about a refund but you're welcome to diss it Cuz i don't will not and won't ask you to React to the beat If you're not feeling it, but perhaps Maybe you are in that case it goes One for the treble two for the base Arrogance mixed with ignorance will and can Bring forth a man That don't really understand But claims he does And chu know what that's not good -Chorus- (N' all the fellas say) Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (Hey hey ladies) Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (N' all the fellas sing) Reuben what is he dippidy doin' (Now hey lady's sing) Reuben what is he dippidy doin' *Third Verse* Ya'll got to be kidding Man, some of ya'll treat art like it was some sort of religion Following the rules one two and on through To the point you don't create art Art created you Ya'll got to be kidding Some of ya'll treat hip hop Like it was some sort of religion Following the rules One two and on through To the point you don't create hip hop Hip hop created you -Chorus- Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (He cant win the realm) Reuben what is he dipidy doin' (A.a realm.n whn u come to the realm, its gonna be like that. Im not sure why but it does... so remember that) Scratching. "I know u gonna like dis" Scratching... Ahh haha.this is off the heazzie From the logically cleazzie I jus wanna say this joint is off the heazzie We jus keep dippidy doin it baby.haha yeh Yo this is nicholas mark.lpresident of the JRFC U know im dippidy doin it Oh yeh n' dont forget to bring ur items For the bake sale im having this weekend.Thanks Hey this is grant bass player extrodiare' N' sumtimes i play the guitar but u know how that goes Hu hu hu hu hu thats how i dippidy do it Hey yo this is Cleasie Cleasie Cleasie N u know im uhh back behind the boards N uh.this is how i dippidyy -doOooo.oOoo.Ooo A dippidy do.a dooey dooey dooey dooey doo ddo U know what im sayin? As u can see There are 2 kinds of ppl in life There are dim that do N there are that dippidy do Which one are you? As for me.im a dippidy dooer.peace Crowd... n fade out

"What Yall Doin" All the real niggas locked up in prison Most my niggas robbin' or either killin' Some my niggas on the block drug dealin' I just wanna know, what y'all doin'? What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'? Gotta make a difference in your own hood Feel like Will Smith, I see millions, I'm gonna pursue it If my momma told me if I came up short it's all good No I had to tell my mom sorry, I could picture me in that 'Rari After all the pain that we went through I don't even wanna rewind it Free all my niggas went down in the system Send the Green Dot cause I miss 'em R.I.P. my nigga Pistol, can't believe the bullet hit him Sometimes a young nigga might wanna cry But I can't let you niggas see it It was in my soul takin' flats and gold Juugin' round the city for no reason Juug Season, that's what a young nigga called it, Juug Season In the jungle, I survived every season What are you doin'? You had money, you blew it You had dreams on the court, didn't have no support All these niggas they stuck in the system Police keep killin' my people Trap on the block with the reefer Tryin' to count up the monifa Beating the pot I might sneak her Used to kick doors for new sneakers Can't trust no bitch cause the sneakin' I step out that, shoot through your back call you Ricky Now I got riches so bitches they miss me Wanna know what you been doin' all this time Why you ain't got no money on your mind Together we stand, we fall apart then we divide Fuck the police we might start up a riot This shit is so pitiful, had to pay money for my nigga's funeral That was my nigga we had so much unity I got in my heart, he on top and he smilin' Used to talk about a fuckin' rivalry What about police that take a bribery? They don't give a fuck about people in poverty Don't got no property This a democracy, no apology Some of my niggas on the block right now Most of my niggas kick doors right now Run up on a nigga tryna rob, got a 100 round drum right now Most of my niggas court, judge don't drop the hammer down No Tony Parker, I came a long way from that starter I'm thanking God cause I never had to ride that Marta Now my diamonds flawless, make a nigga nauseous That nigga fresher than Carlton, tryna fuck on Ms. Parker Remember wanna be a monster, niggas playin' cops and robbers Ever since a youngin' I was a problem I was a leader, never was a follower I got your ho in my condo, she poppin' it You niggas bitches, you niggas be gossiping' If a nigga want it, I'ma go get it My nigga we break it we split it We takin' riches cause niggas jumpin' them fences

Ayo, ayo, ayo quik check this out dog You know mothafuckers be doin' way way too mothafuckin much You know? That's real Just like baby right here, she doin' too much Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car And he actin' like it's his but you know it's not Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin' too much And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up She actin' like that hair's hers but you know what's up Say she doin' too much, yeah baby you doin' too much I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb I told 'em "hit the side and slide and get the herb" But guess who's callin', Pipedream Patty Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga) Fuck that nigga yo But I can't forget about him 'cause he taught me everything I know Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane Tootin on that cocaïne, fuckin' with that wrong thang Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn) Then fake the funk, doggonnit Now loc, look at this predicament You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit Niggas like you, used to be in my crew Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style We might throw a pool party every once in a while Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in I believe in, sharin the cock Also, I believe in comparin the cock Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?) 'Cause she love the way I just beat up the pussy Not just knee deep, she was totally deep When she went down on me She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off Ooh wee, baby you's a freak Put my homey up on game like a gangsta But my homey fell in love and he banked her Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back And he get his third strike wit no get back Say he doin' too much, yeah homey you doin' too much And when the homey in the pen, doin' a sin And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend Say she doin' too much, hell yeah she doin' too much I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still) Show me some respect and accept my coolness And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish Use this as a warning, 'cause I'm startin' To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin Pardon me, 'cause I ain't mad when you get bent But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S.? Spray? Friends and family, gettin' after me like repo Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note You doin' too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone Callin' strays over nigga leadin' months gone Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power And only get to hit a cold shower You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson But frontin' pushin buttons, doin' nuttin but sin And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much That's real

Now in a world full of pain, hard strugglin' stressed The Buddha say your soul sufferin', I'm still here blessed Just to breath, please believe I'm way out west Oakland to be exact, where the pimps still rest And the mean mugs and thugs that test your chest It'd be so easy for me to be a pess-I-mist But I'm still here rhyming', still chart climbing Addicted to the game like I'm on cane vibin' It's really all organic, so mamma don't panic Your son ain't a crack fiend, even though I back lean Hard on a verse til my shit sound clean The mega lord mix board, sword with a sheen Unseen in the night, while you sleep without light I slave to the beat, twist it til it feel tight Then take it to the sound proof booth with a mic The only thing in life that always made me feel right Some my people got high, sold they soul for spit Some drink water fire, work to that brink Some make hard love til it starts to sting I stay rymin', doin' my thing Some shorties get smart, givin' brain to kids Some homies get live with their one night fling Some even go to church, prayin' on they sin I stay rymin', doin' my thing In school I did cool, always got them grades But I acted real bad so the teachers say: What ya gonna do boy, you gotta go get paid Man I be rymin', doin' my thing And when I wrote they would joke that I wouldn't be shit Caus we was rocking high fashion, all counterfeit Tryin' to learn a new dance step, and feel legit Get a girl with a booty, and real big tits We was crazy home boy, my mind was warped By a 40oz bottle, speakin' tales Too Short What's my taste is yours, didn't know what for Just wanna be a rapper, wanna go on tour Hit hoochies in a hojo, life moves slowmo Fast forward today, on planes doin' promo MC to the heart, I'mma funk the jam I coulda been a doctor, or psychologist But it wouldn't make me happy, I chose to bust Roll with gamblers and hustlers Cats who grind all the time, drink and cuss But there's something beautiful, it's right beneath my touch It's hard to understand a certain kind of rush That I get from my lifestyle, struggling trife style Long way to go, happily I walk a long mile I'll... be... coming to town God gave me many blessings, I'mma spread 'em around When you see us in the club I'mma break shit down And I'll be rymin', doin' my thing

(The 90's) Yup, haha House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Girl, it's Friday night We ain't kicked it in a while on a Friday night It's time to step out on this Friday night You actin' like an old lady Girl, you probably right Let me look up in the closet, see what I could wear Check bank account, lemme see what I could spare Baby daddy might trip, but I don't even care You don't ever go out, he been out all year Girl, you gon' get a bitch beat up Child, please, what time we gon' meet up? His soft ass ain't gon' do shit But talk like he always do, bitch You ain't nothin' but trouble, sho' is You my dawg, and I love you Hold on, let me try to hit his mama To see if babysittin' ain't a problem (Period) House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Damn, thank God I ain't his baby mama (Uh-uh) A bitch like to party, made that nigga wear a condom My best bitch 'bout to piss her baby daddy off (Yup) In the club, bow-legged with the stank walk (Ow) Ayy, where we goin'? What we doin'? (Where it's at?) No postin', niggas watchin' how we movin' You know we turnt up to a City Girls song (Where the bag at?) Fuck that nigga, phone on airplane mode You been grindin' (Yup) You been workin' hard, bitch, it's perfect timing (Yup) Show your ass at least one time, bitch (Yup) If your baby daddy call, decline it, period House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? House super clean (Clean), fridge on full (Full) Baby with the grandmom, bitch I'm good We could party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'? Party all night, where we goin'? What we doin'?

I said "Please stay next to me like you said you'd do." But you always do what you want to do I saw the flame in your eye, it was turning blue That's what love will do, yes, that's what lust always does I saw the shame on your heart start to pull you through Back to the depths of this hell where we bury ourselves Romance. That's what we call romance Andrea, we're fine. Just put your hand in mine I know we're worth the fight We're still young, but not this time We're running out of life If this is goodbye, well I swear I understand I bit off more than I could chew I tried to fly but couldn't land I swore I'd follow you to hell and back if that was in your plan Well, my god, I can't believe I really used that line again Just let go of me Romance. That's what we call romance Andrea, we're fine. Just put your hand in mine I know we're worth the fight We're still young, but not this time We're running out of life Andrea, we're fine. Just put your hand in mine I know we're worth the fight We're still young, but not this time We're running out of life And I've never been great with words at times like these Where everything sparks, everything flames and everything inevitably ends And as much as I'd like to lie, or better yet, say everything that's on my mind... I force myself to believe the things you say What if I can't? Andrea, we're fine. Or are we out of time? I know we're worth the fight I may not make it out alive

I was walkin' round the nieghbourhood, wit my mom An I could tell she had some shit up on her mind She turned to me and said "Mike, don't you wanna meet someone?" I said "No, I wanna meet everyone" I wanna get drunk, wit the punks An do a bump, wit the King I wanna creep down the hall, and go to bed with the Queen And when they come for my head, well I'll be somewhere at sea Singing loud, singing proud It's good to be free 'Cause I won't waste another day Living someone elses way I wanna be happy I wanna be free Fuck what they say I'm doing me My momma said, "Well Mike don't you wanna be comfortable?" I said, "No! I don't wanna be comfortable!" I wanna be scared outta my head And, lost outta my mind I wanna fall in n outta love a few thousand times I wanna spend all of my money on my friends, and on drugs And I wanna ride aroud on a horse, an give people hugs And when I come into town They'll say oh shit there's Mike There's something wrong with that boy I swear he just ain't right 'Cause I won't waste another day Living someone elses way I wanna be happy I wanna be free Fuck what they say I'm doing me My momma said, "But Mike don't you wanna have kids?" "NO! I am a kid" And chances are if you go lookin' momma, you might find some 'Cause my "pull-out" game just aint so hot these days And if you find em' you tell them daddy said follow no man Follow the God with-in They'll be coming for your heart real soon Son, this whole thing is rigged, your back in the Matrix You gotta find your own way out 'Cause I won't waste another day Living someone elses way I wanna be happy I wanna be free Fuck what they say I'm doing me 'Cause I won't waste another day Living someone elses way I wanna be happy I wanna be free Fuck what they say I'm doing me Ooh, fuck what all them say, I'm doing me I'm doing me, I'm doing me, I'm doing me Me me, me me, me me Yeah, fuck 'em!

Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit Said they movin' in Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit Brodie kickin' the door, he said he movin' in When I let her hear my song, say I'm too legit When I let her hear my song, she say you the Shit Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit My brody kickin' the door, he said he movin' in When I let her hear my song, she say you legit When I let her hear my song, she say you the Shit Know she love it when I'm singin' on the Microphone I been thuggin', baby, I can't leave that Life alone Told me she hate it when I'm pourin' up in styrofoam Or with my niggas when I'm rollin' up like rolling stone Before the rappin', I been stackin' up like Al Capone Overlap these niggas on the race right to The dough I overlap these niggas on the race right to the dough Aye fuck the rappin I been stackin' up like Al Capone Cause I need it, only got my eyes on the money, I see it I been on the road, 200, I'm speedin Street so cold, so cold for no reason Street so cold, yeah, I left a nigga freezin You might see some green on my sleeve when I'm bleedin It might sound like money when I talk when I'm speakin I see you play for the hundreds, I'm creepin' Hundreds, I'm creepin Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit Brodie kickin' the door, he said he movin' in When I let her hear my song, say, I'm too legit When I let her hear my song, she say, you the shit Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit Brodie kickin' the door, he said he movin' in When I let her hear my song, she say you legit When I let her hear my song, she say you the shit Nun less than a hundred, I ain't doin' shit Brodie kickin' the door, he said he movin' in When I let her hear my song, she say, you legit When I let her hear my song, she say, you the shit

You know the Rola is on the mic yo Im just trying to say Hey, you know i've never played Yeah, I'm a "sad bitch" But i showed you where my heart was everyday And that wasn't enough but It is okay If you think that i give up Then now you have someone to blame Gotta focus in my way This is all about myself And i gotta keep on mooving Look, ain't got no time to waste And i'm doing it You know how shit goes men Yeah, i'm doing it And there's no way to stop it bro I'm doing it You can't believe then look how i'm moving it You know i'm doing it Doing it You know how shit goes men Yeah, i'm doing it And there's no way to stop it bro I'm doing it You can't belive then look how i'm moving it You know i'm doing it Doing it (Doing it) Now i'm looking for the gold before i'm getting old We are coming whit my bros and we already know Were the fuck we have to go you know This ain't no joke We ain't looking for the fame We just looking for some flush We got our damn tattoos We are breaking up some beats Lighting up a little kush And we're walking down the street You know you can't play the fool This is music for you ear You can watch it in youtube Every time you wanna hear yo Así que no hay problema Ya llegó esta nena Con estilo fine Y un flow que envenena No tenes la grasa Ya escuché tu tema Y no sabes rapear Anda a escribir poemas Yo me meto suave Que no te de pena Hoy decís que no Y vas a cantar mis temas Esto suena fino y Sin lucir cadenas Es que no tengo plata Pero sobra CREMA And i'm doing it You know how shit goes men Yeah, i'm doing it And there's no way to stop it bro I'm doing it You can't believe then look how i'm moving it You know i'm doing it Doing it

The other night we went to see sam's play Doin' the things that we want to It was very physical it held you to the stage Doin' the things that he wants to Doin' the things that he wants to The guy's a cowboy from some rodeo Doin' the things that he wants to The girl had once loved him, but now she want to go Doin' the things that she wants to Doin' the things that she wants to The man was bullish, the woman was a tease Doin' the things that they want to They fought with their words, their bodies and their deeds Doin' the things that they want to When they finished fighting, they exited the stage Doin' the things that they want to I was firmly struck by the way they had behaved Doin' the things that they want to Doin' the things that they want to Hey It reminds me of the movies marty made about new york (Doin' the things that he wants to) Those frank and brutal movies that are so brilliant (Doin' the things that he wants to) "True love" meet "the raging bull" (Doin' the things that he wants to) They're very inspirational, I love the things they do (Doin' the things that he wants to) Doin' the things that I want to There's not much you hear on the radio today (Doin' the things that we want to) But you could still see a movie or a play (Doin' the things that we want to) Here's to "travis bickle" and here's "johnny boy" (Doin' the things that we want to) Growing up in the mean streets of new york (Doin' the things that we want to) I wrote this song 'cause I'd like to shake your hand (Doin' the things that we want to) In a way you guys are the best friends I ever had (Doin' the things that we want to) Doin' the things that we want to That we want to A true love

On this old rock pile, with the ball and chain They call me by a number, not a name Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart, on that gal of mine You can hear my hammer, you can hear my saw Gonna sing it like John Henry all day long Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart, on that gal of mine When that old judge looked down at me Said I put you in that penetentiary Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart, on that gal of mine Well, now it wont be long, just a few more days They'll let me out of here, I'm gonna stay Lord, Lord With that gal of mine, with that gal of mine She's a waited for me while I've done my time

Yampi Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja El Real G For Life Pa' que lo sepa Dice Hey Ohh shit, ja-ja-ja-ja El que trate de cruzar no va a salvarse Si la plaga se esparce muy fácil que pueden quedarse La corriente se los lleva río abajo sin pasar trabajo Empieza en un rumo y terminan en el carajo Inhalando humo blanco de los verdes que siembra mi pana Contando la lana de lo que hago en la semana El Iron Man andamos a lo loco en una band Los rafagazos van bien duro, no sienten ni cuando dan Aquí se martilla cabrones delen por la orilla O visita la gravilla el que se guilla es Pancho Villa Calma tu mamona tu alicate a tu pandilla Como ya no ensilla te voy a salir a la milla Fundiendo bombillo un poco de verde y dos pastillas Es que el Ñengo te acribilla donde quiera que te pilla Se están derritiendo los glaciares en la atmosfera, hay fuego El fucking Real G controla todo el fucking juego Navegamos sin misterio porque esto es algo serio Vinimos a quedarnos con todito el hemisferio Eso es a criterio como salga no importa lo que valga El que cruce se la descarga, una gata histérica Siéntelo de mi cifra numérica Es que me he vuelto poderoso bregando en Latinoamérica Completo Y la mitad de los Uniteds bajados por aires Pa' que terminen de show el baile The flight man bien acicalado diamante y oro Los chachos no aterrizan solos en la pista de descanso Y la maleta la va a recoger viendo bedeta Guarda los chavos en la caleta y consígueme un par de tetas El real dan dada pana el que te llena de balas No llegas a la entrada si te entran por la ventana Un homicida te lastima, degolla y no deja huella Los polis encontraron tu cuerpo pero no existe querella Que me acusen porque ya no existes tú Trabajo very good porque el sky siempre-siempre es glood, ja-ja-ja Camino del pánico te espera Una sola bandera y su corazón sigue en guerra pa' que sepa Cargamento en lancha o en avión como quiera es una misión Hay que coronar superación sin distinción fuerte siente la reacción Y el que no haga caso que se mantenga en oración Tenemos tu ubicación Hugh, esto es Real G por vida Tu mente pronto espira si pa' mi suena te tira Aquí no es si te güira así que no cantes victoria Par de rafagazos y te borramos la memoria Mi música la usa pa' cazar to's los maleantes La tuya no la quieren, dicen y que te copiaste Tú sabes que te mueres porque estoy duro y a'lante Y entre los cantantes sobresalgo bastante La diferencia total, bola no venga a sobar Pa' los que tiran la mala y después vienen a mamar Venimos solos desde abajo pasando trabajo Y quieren criticarnos socio vallase al carajo Mamanos el bicho cabrón Real G For Life es lo que hay Ja-ja-ja-ja Alto de odio en la avenida es que andamos Pa' que lo sepa, oíste lechonazo Aquí to' el mundo es un hombre Ya los hombres no existen Eso era en los ochenta cuando Jordan tenía pelo So cabrón Yampi Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja El Real G For Life Ja-ja-ja-ja-ja

(Hey, JID, bro what good?) My nigga, what's happenin'? I'm back in this hoe (Hey, what goin' on with y'all folks? I hope y'all straight) Fuck all 'em crackers, I'm packin' the pole (Ayy, fuck all 'em stupid-ass racist bitches) I gave them rappers they time at the podium I ain't spoken, I ain't speak in a moment It's been a minute, I was feedin' the homie (Where the hell you been then, little bruh?) Holdin' it down, keep my niggas afloat (Oh, you mean like investin'? Like givin' back to the community?) He in the mound with pounds of dope (Oh shit, I see what you mean, boy, you hell) She got the mouth and a throat of a G.O.A.T But be on the prowl to go fuck on my bro You scandalous hoes, Olivia Pope I'm having some motion I'm having some brunch in Miami with Hova I'm braggin', I'm boastin' I'm Black as fuck and just be draggin' my scrotum I'm mad as fuck at how they had or have us in ropes Half don't have a daddy at home, half doing dope Habitat and hazard, they having stones Niggas hassling, running homes Like a habit, but amateurs, any whom (Run through that motherfuckin' shit on the daily) Look at me, drippy, he fresh off the boat (Boy, where you goin'? Where you been? Where you goin' to?) Came for the crown on the head of a G.O.A.T (Exactly, nigga, roll that shit up then) Half of an ounce in the pouch of my coat I used to be surfing on couches and sofas Needed a shower with water and soap (Damn, lil' dirty ass nigga, how'd you get that shit then?) I put that shit on my back for the team (Oh, you better protect yourself, nigga, I know you ain't playin') My chopper sing, Dion, Celine (That my motherfuckin' dog, he ain't playin' with y'all fuck niggas) One for my momma and one for my queen Not one for the drama, I'm causing a scene They caught him in traffic out on 20-East I come from Atlanta, I'm Tony, I'm Tony Montana I told 'em, I toe 'em, I tag 'em My brodie told me put my dope in a rap While he rappin', dope, he put his hope in the trap In a total package, I don't know if he baggin' But niggas know who be holdin' it Havin' in the hood constantly battlin' bad and good I ain't mad them, all of us gettin' jugged Now I don't give a fuck (Now you know your ass give a fuck, boy) Well, I gotta wrap this up Gotta go get the cash, never had too much Got a bag in a flash, then I passed you up The raps is a wrap, I could smack you up Like a pimp cup in a cap with a limp, whippin' a 'Lac on rims I thought it was him (I thought that was you, my nigga) JID catch a nigga workin' out in the gym (oh, shit) Hmm Ten and a half, put it right on your neck Ten thousand dollars, put right on your ex If he let his homies hype him high as a jet I'ma greenlight it, we sponsor the step team Wrap the pill, leak through the sheets like a wet dream Flew this bitch out, all I saw was her nipple Shit felt like a movie with terrible sex scenes Who's sellin' guns? Let me check local listings I'm in Detroit damn near more than the Pistons Last nigga play on my name came up missin' So much demon work, damn near questioned religion No way that God would let all of these niggas hate how I am livin' I did too much for the next out of love Been at the bottom and lived way above Trust me, it's easier under than up Sunny side up, coupe was yellow like mustard Workin' so hard, tryin' not to get flustered For four summers straight, could've bought Dave & Busters I reserved all my feelings, I knew not to trust 'em Niggas know Boat 'bout this shit, without question Rather buy sex before I buy a section Rather buy lot sections before I lease Walk with a limp, but I talk like a priest It's us (Brr) easy or the hard way, I took the crack route Ain't it crazy I never had to work the trap house? Novak Djokovic, how I pull 'em racks out Old girl think she cute 'cause she got her ass out That's 2022 for you Why you call him bro? When it's time, he won't shoot for you (why?) You brought a pole to the fight, I got a nuke for you I got a four, got a pint, got a deuce for you I like it cold with some ice in my double cup I'm off the flight, took the Sprinter, fuck a shuttlebus Moonrock in the blunt, I might hover up (nyoom) So much money in my backpack, I might pinch a nerve Pull up in that big Hellcat, I might hit the curb She done hit me with that one brain, man, this bitch a nerd If she don't hit me with that one brain, then she gettin' swerved Real roadrunner, no wheels, took the hound home Too many blues in the roll, I can't count blood (brr) You want a handout? How about no? Yohji Yamamoto, came a long way from Southpole (huh) Touchdown in two plays ARP'll turn his Tuesday into doomsday Ridin' 'round tinted, masked up like I'm Bruce Wayne So much kick, it's Luke Cage mixed with Liu Kang, huh Told her "Quit the playin', we ain't K-I-Ds" Lil' bitch a fan, she just asked if I know JID Say we owe you, shit, you must've missed the A-I-E I mean the A-E-I, shit, I'm tired, been a crazy week First rule was put up five every K I see Told the bitch, "Don't question me, I ain't A.I. sneaks" ShittyBoyz DogShit Militia You know what the fuck goin' on

C'mon everubody, CCC'mon everybody 1-1-1-1-2-3-o'clock 4 o'clock 5-6-7- o'clock 8 o'clock 9-10-11 o'clock 12 o'clock rock We're gonna rock around the clock tonight Well, if you like my song join behind We'll have some fun while the clock straights one, We're gonna rock, rock, rock, rock, till broad day light We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight RRRock rock everybody Roll, roll, roll, everybody Rock, rock, rock, everybody Roll, roll, roll, everybody Rock, rock, rock, everybody Rock, move, baby Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, babaluma Bump, bump, bump, babaluma Bump, bump, babaluma Balan, bump, bump, bump (Eh) bump (eh) bump (eh-eh-eh-eh-eh) bump (Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh) Wake up little Susie, wake up, Wake up little Susie, wake up We're both inside a sleep Wake up little Susie and dropped the movie's over It's 4 o'clock and we're in trouble deep Wake up little Susie wake up littel Susie We gotta go home UUUUU You ain't nothing but a hound dog You're crying all the time You make up looking like a hound dog Crying all the time We'll you ain't ever called a rammin' and you're ain't No friend of mine Shake, shake, shake, shake, rattle and roll I said Shake, rattle and roll, I said Shake, rattle and roll, I said Shake, rattle and roll Oh with the bless of my soul, oh won't you Roll with me, I met you like a man on a fossil tree My friend said I might think what's the bog, I made for love, I'm all shook up RRRRock one threw a party in the canned jail The prison band was here They began the whole The band was jumpin' and they jumped again the swing You should've heard the knock out jail First singing Let's rock, everybody let's rock everybody In the whole state of rock will dance In the jails of rock Ah ah ah ah Bump, bump

Oh my god Whatchu Doin Later Oh my god, I'm dumb as shit Oh my god, I'm dumb as shit Oh my god, I'm dumb as shit Oh my god, I'm dumb as shit Whatchu Doin Later 너앞에선 항상 바보처럼 굳어버려 너도 이쯤이면 눈치챘겠지 내가 겉보기완 다르게 속은 정말 여린게 뭐라할지 답장만 몇시간을 고민해서 보내 Whatchu Doin Later Whatchu Doin Later 너에게 먼저 연락하고 싶어 허나 어머 익숙하지 않아 이걸 어쩌지 나도 몰라 이미 너의 story를 들어가 용길 내어보내 "What up? Whatchu Doin Later" Whatchu Doin Later Whatchu Doin Later Whatchu Doin Later