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The LOX - We'll always love Big Poppa Tribute to Biggie Tags: LOX Biggie notorious BIG diddy puff daddy bad boy records styles P jada kiss d-block |
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The Lox ft Lil Kim n DMX- Money Power Respect The Lox ft Lil Kim n DMX- Money Power Respect (1999) Tags: the lox lil kim dmx |
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The Lox - Wild Out The Lox - Wild Out (Video) www.Logrithmic.com Tags: The Lox Wild Out Styles Jadakiss Sheek Louch |
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The Lox Featuring Eve-Ryde Or Die Chick Artist-The Lox Song-Ryde Or Die Chick(Featuring Eve) Album-We Are The Streets Produced By-Timberland Tags: LOX Eve l.o.x. Ruff Ryders Jadakiss jada styles sheek louch rap hip hop |
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Lox - Money,Power,Respect One of the illest songs from the day when hip hop was still the shit Tags: The Lox Money Power Respect Styles P Jadakiss Sheek Louch DMX Ruff Ryders RR |
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Lox - Recognize Premo Beat Tags: Lox DJ Premier We are the Streets Recognize |
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The L.O.X. - If You Think I'm Jiggy Album: Money, Power & Respect (1998) THE LOX LYRICS "If You Think I'm Jiggy" [Chorus] If you really dig me, and you think I'm jiggy Come on shorty let me know We can get together, we can do whatever But you cant get no dough [Verse 1] Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down tryin' to figure out how I lookin'perso-nal, Baby forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga we look at things through the big lens, big picture big Benz we try and make CEO ends, the thick chicks love us, big dick style niggas Cristal niggas, ya'll finesse this quick style niggas you didn't love me when my name was Sean Now you should see how bitches act when the Benjamins come on but I ain't hatin' em, you gotta love the ways females play Quickly use a neglige to getta get-away Five stars where the willies stay, and Sheek pay for nothing but thats what ya'll herbs get for frontin' I spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China Club, while you up in Skate Key wit a minor [Verse 2] I know she wit it, I betta brick I could hit it Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British Ice Berg shirts with Ice along with it turquoise, 9-11 Porsche and it's tinted but honey got alot of jazz, You gotta philly You gotta bag, then she went inside the Prada bag Blew two and she said it was choice, like my voice my thug style made her cat moist that's the realest shit I heard, that's my word Regardless who she fucked, I'm the nigga she deserves I put her on the hole in Jerz, rockin' furs different ways to speak without using words And even though she proper I still gotta drop her Cuz Sheek dont like her, had a dream that he shot her I cant buy you ascotta, you get nada I'm the bounce with a chick that look a little bit hotter [Chorus] They was never mine for me to dump em its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em It's like this girlfriend I'm a keep it real, every nigga with a deal ain't able to peel I'm a Bad Boy so I'm caked up with whips And guess what, I got more nuts than chips And they gon' melt right in your mouth not in your hand, You know that you aint my girl I'm not your man But do you still wanna lick me? or is cause I'm a six figgy niggy, and I know Biggie and I dont mess with no fat ladies but if you pay like you weigh then you can stay baby PJ slide to tha mo like that with this honey named trout cuz she blow like that and when we finish dont look at me like I owe nothin' cuz if you really dig then let me know something [Chorus x2] [extra verse of album "If You Think I'm Jiggy" by the Lox] [Styles:] It's a drunk laid out in the V.I.P., can't talk about a 3 on 3 Heard a freak ask Sheek "Big Luch why don't you pee on me?" And her friend is tellin' Jay "I hold a key on me." And I'm laughin' to myself, I got a key on me And they friend in my ear like Lean On Me Told her to get some bare backs and cream on me... [Sheek:] Yeak Sheek holler to these mommies "Ven aqui..." Gas 'em up easily and take 'em home with me Who respect this, can't keep her hands off my necklace If it's good, next week I'll put her on the guest list... [Jadakiss:] This goes out to all ya'll There's too many names to call but ya'll know who ya'll are See me at the bar all eyes on the R... O-L to the E-X, sip the Henny and VS 112 sex styles baby, maybe we can fall in the L.O.X. files You betta believe we all scorin', yeah We can dance all night and do whatever all mornin'...ha ha...yeah... [CHORUS x2] Tags: The Lox If You Think I'm Jiggy diddy mase jadakiss sheek styles lil cease dmx streets Rod Stewart hip-hop pop rap rock |
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THE LOX SAY JAE HOOD IS OVER The Lox are ignoring shots from their former protege Jae Hood... Tags: Lox D-Block Sheek Louch Jae Hood |
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The LOX - Recognize We Are the Streets Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Huh...Ruff Ryders (Ryde or Die (overlap)) Don't get it twisted ya'll (yea yea yea (overlap) Ruff Ryders..(..ta fuck i'm talking about right here) Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) Don't get it twisted ya'll (yea yea yea (overlap) Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) Don't get it twisted ya'll (yea yea yea (overlap) (Jadakiss) Now I know you couldn't wait to hear 'Kiss over Premier Kill you on tape then, watch it over a beer cause you ain't nothing but a movie with expensive footage That's the reason they gon' leave you with expensive bullets Ain't none of y'all better than LOX Have all of y'all dressed up in a suit, dead in a box Me and my niggas get Redd-er than Foxx And I don't care if I love you, I still want head of the drop Niggas runnin' round talkin' that Y-2-K shit Crackheads'll still gon' want that gray shit that's why I'ma always cop the yay quick so I suggest all of y'all stay on Jay dick Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET, just let me be Give me all my royalty money, and let me greed and I'ma have hoes for six, and hash for three Chorus Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) Don't get it twisted y'all Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) L to the O to the X (fade) Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) Don't get it twisted y'all Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders) L O X niggas (fade) Don't get it twisted y'all (Sheek Luchion) Ayo I give it to you point blank, in your mom's place So like +Point Break+ with a mask on with president's face clear my space, when big sheek crash the boards Y'all aint just mark niggas, y'all Hallmark niggas With all that soft ass writin might as well be in cards You gon' gamble with your life, when I launch these torpedos that'll shoot the crack out your ass at Foxwood Casinos Just me and my gambino's drunk as fuck with a time parking lot DVD in a trunk I been drunk most my life, don't ask me why Through ninth grade, I ain't go to high school I went to school high And I don't care what y'all got, that shit don't excite me I'm black and deadly and my burner just like me and I'm quick to stick one of y'all on tour with the Sheraton, see what yours can be mine without, inheritin, give up your chains and them little diamonds in your ear Is it worth your family cryin and the doctor yellin "clear"? Chorus (Styles Pinero) If I knew heaven had a ghetto that was sweeter than here You know P would pack his bag and just leave next year but I got a son to raise So I'ma stay in this hell and I gotta gun to blaze If you play with the L dot O dot X dot at the end we the niggas that's gon' leave, with the pot at the end Never too young to die or too old to live ? to bust your gun, go home and mold your kid I'm ashamed I sell crack but I'ma ryde for the moment Know the concequence I'ma die with +The Omen+ Two is better than one, there's three of The LOX Ki in a pot, key in the drop, key to the top father, son, and holy ghost of rap 3 in a 1 seein a gun and usin' it dog Dope in a six, coke in a five, weed in a four Ice is for my niggas, but the heat is for y'all Chorus (loop recognize/fade) Tags: The LOX Recognize We Are Streets Jadakiss Styles Sheek Louch D-Block DJ Premier Gang Starr hip-hop rap |
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The LOX - Fuck You We Are the Streets Shit Feel this Hook #1 If your hoped we wouldn't make it, fuck you (fuck you) Talk with a heart full of hatred, fuck you (fuck you) And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you (fuck you) Only my man blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you Repeat 2X's [Jadakiss] Yo, everybody's a snake That's why I try to keep the grass cut So I can see 'em when they coming Then I heat they ass up Cuz' them niggaz that you went to school with Will catch you while you in your new whip And turn your brains into Cool Whip Niggaz that you running round getting ass with Ain't gon' help you do nothing but carry your casket Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I smoke so much And how I'm such a young nigga that seem to know so much While you was running round pumping for niggaz I was listening And you still pumping for niggaz I'm coming through visiting You heard, L-O-X came through in a yellow Lex And hop out with the Air Force One's with yellow checks And you liable to see me Dolo, icing the Rolo Burner under the Polo, alot of y'all is homos Funny style niggaz never down with me Type that go to the bathroom, sit down and pee I'll empty your house, back of your cribs, smacking your kids Bullets going through your leather, cracking your ribs Don't even hit me on the hip if I ain't give you a code And I ain't got a home phone number, I live on the road Now I'm getting bigger checks, conference calls with bigger 'xecs Bigger bracelets with bigger baguettes Fuck y'all [Styles] All I do is get high, and think of fading you all Motherfuckers hit 'cha knees and just pray to the Lord I'd rather die today than live tomorrow Then watch you crab motherfuckers just steal and borrow Put in my work, you might get put in a church Funeral time, everybody kissing the corpse Learn the ropes, don't riff if you soft, you pissin me off Call me S.P., and I spit on your boss You can die cause this shit might happen to me But I'mma still happen to be, packin the 3 Fuck with bitches that be wrappin the keys And the niggaz that bug over drug money, clappin the D Shoot in the breeze, 9 in the boot, full of trees 1 in the morning, catch me with a gun on the corner Let you know it's all real and you can front if you wanna I understand, fuck it dog, die in the can I say you pussy, you won't die for your right-hand man as well as your left, niggaz trade felon for death They touch you, only thing I can say is fuck you [Sheek Luchion] A-yo, y'all niggaz ain't hardcore, all my niggaz is homicide What you know about getting shot, letting the drip dry Letting the spit fly, seeing sparks whiz by Putting a M*A*S*H on niggaz like Klinger and Horgi So soft you smushy, I blast 'til your shit is gushy Should be the head Cat in the Broadway play, you pussy Fuck with Sheek, Ouija board spell "Death" You can talk that beef shit, I hope that deep shit Be as deep as you inside the fucking cement Or you can deep sea dive, with no scuba gear I'll drown you with your snorkel on, bitch, breathe out of there Whole team rich, never seen a summer like this Baking hot, and you can sled ride down my wrist, neck, and hand When it comes to coke, I can make a snowman, shit Play in this shit make a angel with it And I don't give a fuck about that 380 that y'all share Between the 10 y'all with the same 8 bullets from last year When I bust I use snubs, denim flee in the spot The hand I write with need a oven glove, my shit so hot I want the most, Roley only work when it's next to my post Fuck a present gimme a yacht master, regular bezzy Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the block You got a gut feeling about shit, nigga, that means you shot, what Hook #1 If you hoped we wouldn't make it, fuck you Talk with a heart full of hatred, fuck you And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you Only my man's blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you Hook #2 I'll tell you in your face, fuck you Pull it off my waist, hit you up, fuck you And watch you die on the street, fuck you Whoever feel sad at the funeral, fuck them too Tags: The LOX Fuck You We Are Streets Jadakiss Styles Sheek Louch D-Block hip-hop rap |
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The Lox - Bust Your Gun & Fiesta that classic grimey Lox sh!t. Make sure y'all go cop that 'Super Gangster (Extraordinary Gentleman)' Dec. 4th!! Tags: The Lox D-Block Ruff Ryders Jadakiss Styles P. Sheek Louch J-Hood |
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Body painting - Lox GH con Susana Body painting - Lox GH con Susana Claudia Gabriel Jonathan Osito Leandro Griselda y Agustín Tags: GH07 GH2007 Gran Hermano Desfile de los Chicos en susana gimenez argentina leandro maldonado lean griselda clauidia |
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Mase ft. Black Rob, DMX, The Lox, & Puff - 24 Hours To Live Album: Harlem World (1997) 24 Hours To Live lyrics (feat. Black Rob, DMX, The Lox, Puff Daddy) [Puff Daddy] I want you to ask yourself one question If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do? That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure How would you handle it? Mase, what would you do? [Mase] Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal I'd even look for my dad that I never knew And show him how I look in my Beretta, too I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto Show them what they could have if they never settle Take every white kid from high class level Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress Give every bum on the street cash to invest And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request [Jadakiss] Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket Then go get a jar from Branson And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time Spread it out on different floors And I'm gon' play lotto, for what? Even though I ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what [Black Rob] You know when I was close to the ledge I'd probably be in the wedge With this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs Then I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads And get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six Went home took a shower in nice cold water And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter [1] - If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you screw? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die? If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you screw? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die? [Sheek] What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the door For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve The other eight had to be baking soda by itself So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place We'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad For my son to have the same shit his pops just had And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit TNT Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me [Styles] If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the fifth Run in the station squeezin the inf' I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down Satan Styles' on this shit and I got spot vacant Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin' I'm on the job robbin' every so-called Don Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm He should learn to tell the future without readin' palms When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb So fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds [DMX] Twenty four left until my death So I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish every breath I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there first And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send you there worse I've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end But before I go, say hello to my little friend But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog Out with a bang, you will remember my name I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame [Repeat 1 until fade] Tags: Mase ft. Black Rob DMX The Lox Puff Daddy 24 Hours To Live Diddy Jadakiss Sheek StylesP Bad Boy Entertainment Puffy hip-hop rap |
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The Lox Performing "Niggaz Started Something" The Lox Performing "Niggaz Started Something" at Toads Place in Richmond VA. Event sponsored by DTLR. Tags: The Lox DTLR Mercury Richmond Virginia Toad's Place |
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Yoshiki Drums LOX LOX with Yoshiki on Drums... Tags: Yoshiki drums LOX |
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Bagels and Lox From the creators of Lazy Shabbos, we bring you... Bagels and Lox. Created by Ari Gladstein, Mark Goldin, Dana Kotler, and Eric Siskind. Tags: lazy shabbos bagels lox manischewitz SNL dick in box AECOM kotler goldin siskind gladstein |
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Recognize L.O.X. the song Recognize off the L.O.X. "We Are the Streets" album Tags: recognize l.o.x. rap hip-hop lox jadakiss styles sheek kiss premier louch kanye obama diddy freestyle streets primo |
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Noreaga ft. Nature, Big Pun, Cam'ron, the Lox Banned from Tv MV Tags: noreaga nature big pun cam'ron lox banned from tv |
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DMX - Niggaz Done Started Something feat. The LOX & Mase DMX - "Niggaz Done Started Something" feat. The LOX & Mase Produced by Dame Grease Def Jam (1998) Dame Grease - http://myspace.com/damegrease Vacant Lot - http://myspace.com/vacantlotofficial Soul Pitch Media - http://myspace.com/soulpitchmedia *Promotional Use Only **Please note that all songs in the videos posted have either been produced by Damon "Dame Grease" Blackmon, released by Dame Grease's label, or feature one of our other clients/affiliates as either the guest or featured artist on the track. Content is neither sold nor available for download. Please contact us with any questions or concerns involving copyright issues. Tags: dmx its dark and hell is hot the lox mase ruff ryders harlem yonkers dame grease vacant lot rap hip hop |
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Ragga lox live Meskal square addis Ababa Tenestalin (greetings) thanks to the promotinal time Ras Kesh and HIM promotions , The Ethiopian Milleniun Secretary for an wonder ful show.Big Luciano , Mikey General , Living truth , Dave Judah , Sidney Solomon , Haile Roots , Heartical Spence , Bizrat , and all the wonderful people who made my trip in Ethiopia A once in alife time experience. Blessed love Rastafari Tags: Ragga Lox Live Reggae music Rasta Meskal Square Addis Ababa |
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THE LOX-GO HEAD ruff ryders volume II Tags: the lox go head |
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Hot 97's Peter Rosenberg Interviews The Lox Backstage at Summer Jam with Sheek, Jada, and Styles P. Tags: The Lox Styles Jadakiss Sheek Louch Summer Jam Hot 97 Peter Rosenberg |
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Made Men ft The Lox - Tommys Theme http://www.obsession2speed.com Made Men ft The Lox - Tommys Theme Tags: Made men the lox tommys theme music video vid |
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The LOX - Breathe Easy We Are the Streets Intro: SP Killer Yeah yeah yeah, L-O-X, L-O-X motherfucker Niggas don't know how we bout to come this time No more shiny suits None of that shit Chorus: x2 [Sheek Luchion] We gonna R.U double F.R.Y.D.E [Jadakiss] Revolver, semi-automatic and a P.G. Hooptie getaway driver Breathe Easy [Sheek Luchion] Explain thing further Murder or get murdered Verse 1: [Styles Paniro] Half of the hustle, half of them killers All of them Niggas wanna kill Paniro Better send the guerrilla's Cause beef is like a brand new car You better ride Everytime I sleep I die Wish I was gone (ya know) Felt dumb when I was young I used to wish I was on I'ma stay blunted and red with one in the head Niggas thinkin' they the don Till their shit get bombed I put 4 in your shootin' arm 2 in your legs Like 10 in your chest The last one in your head I give you the whole clip, like you cheated and stole shit Knocked off the pack, flossed and no chips You know the business Empty rap kill your co-defendant Keep it male and catch a body in trial If you want a Nigga dead than do it Holiday Styles Come with 2 guns up and empty both off the clips Kill you whole fuckin' crew and go 'n smoke on the fifth Chorus: x2 Verse 2: [Sheek Luchion] Yo, yo, yo I come to your town on a Peter Pan, no Jack One pair of clothes, 2 hoes and buggy with that Wanna beef me?, y'all Niggas is borrowin' heat Callin' all across town to borrow a full pound Meanwhile this Nigga got his guns to your noggin While your man with the heat is with some bitch up in the project He clappin' at you, you duckin', makin' you dance You should have spent it on some guns Instead of Iceberg pants What, L.O.X. off top, pullin' our triggers With our guns on our lap, we ride around like Cali Niggers(WESTSIIIDE) Target motherfuckers, cold hearted motherfuckers Stead of young dumb your moms, and whoever she got with her There's a new-born in the house, then I'm killin' the babysitter Y'all Niggas all clowns in Sheek eyes Your moms would wear glasses, with the nose disguise around me Talkin greasy Y'all like watermelons Big but crack easy Chorus: x2 Verse 3: [Jadakiss] Now if you know Jay, I never been a brother to front I be in L.A. wearin' any colors I want Rock guns like shirts, block under the punk And I put somethin' hot, anyone of you chumps And I know a few of you wanna get my watch But it a be funeral if you get my watch It ain't nothing y'all can do to stop the Lox' wealth Run up in a gunstore, cop the top shelf The Crack-game is dead, all they want is weed now Chicks that I went to school with, a seed now You know Kiss, stocky bald head, light brown Ice down, in my roll look like nighttown To all y'all lil' Jada's for the 1000th time I recall hittin' your moms or writin' your rhymes And just because you might have seen me, in and out of your house Is no way that she gon have a baby out of her mouth Chorus: till end Tags: The LOX Breathe Easy We Are Streets Jadakiss Styles Sheek Louch D-Block hip-hop rap |