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The Game feat. Lil' Wayne-My Life Uncensored video HQ **Dogs Barking*** **BOOM** Punk Ass Motherfucker What Was You Gonna Do? Kill me In my Sleep You Bitch ass Nigga? Tupac Biggie Shut The Fuck Up! Fucking Dogs..Barking and Shit Dont Shoot Dont Shoot **BANG*** Fuck You Nigga [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired of this You ain't grindin' 'til you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Lookin' to find the way through the day, a life for the night Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life And what the Hell am I doin' right? [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state peninetery Take me away from the hood in the casket of Bentley Take me away like I overdose from cocaine Take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide, I'm from a windy city, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggy was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus shot for no fuckin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces 'Cause that's Jesus people and Game needs the equal Hated on so much, "Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' "Why"? Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed on evil? Answer my question for this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired of this You ain't grindin' 'til you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Lookin' to find the way through the day, a life for the night Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life And what the Hell am I doin' right? [Verse 2] We are not the same, I am a Marshian So approach my fam doors with caution You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned 'em And all the pictures of me and Em - I burnt 'em [And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon] So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile [So eat this black music and tell me it how tastes now] And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile [And fuck Jesse Jackson 'cause it ain't about race now] Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile Damn, I know his momma proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, no more drama now Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggaz could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired of this You ain't grindin' 'til you tired So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Lookin' to find the way through the day, a life for the night Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life And what the Hell am I doin' right? [Verse 3] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The hot beams on, me and Devil share chronic blunts Listenin' to the "Chronic" album, playin' backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton, Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes Coupe Ain't no bars, but niggaz can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggaz that I should hate the hood But it's real niggaz like me that made the hood Ridin' slow with that Phantom just the way I should With the top back in my Sox hat I'm paid in full, that nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back New Album L.A.X.(Life And Times) In Stores Aug.26th This is for promotional use only & is the copyright of The Game's label Black Wall Street/Geffen/Interscope Records (2008)! All Copyright/Rights Reserved By Universal Music Group. Tags: 2008 26 august game L.A.X. lil wayne music the video hip-hop

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Young Buck- Terminate On Sight (G-Unit Diss) n/a Tags: Young Buck T.O.S. G-Unit Diss Cashville Records hip-hop

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DJ Drama Interviews Lil Wayne About Recent Comments "First off I ain't mean to disrespect no deejays, no mixtape deejays, whatever kind of deejay you is, there was no kind of disrespect, especially given the fact that me and Drama, me DJ KHALED and me and my homeboy Raj Smooth from New Orleans, we all get it in and do the mixtape thing. So given that fact, I think things were blew out of proportion." This Empire nigga, I don't fuck with him. For all deejays I just want you to know that, that diss was meant for that Empire nigga. I don't fuck the Empire nigga. The nigga put a CD out on me every month and I couldn't tell you how none of them niggas look in person," "Whoever got soft feelings and whoever took what I said and wants to feel some kind of way, I want you to know, please don't feel different after you hear me on this right here, I want you to still feel like saying 'fuck that nigga' cause when you see me in the streets I want it to be that because I'm going to bite your fucking face off." - Lil Wayne Tags: hip-hop rap DJ Drama Lil Wayne David Banner Tha Carter III

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Lil Wayne Interview - Fuck Mixtape DJ's '"the Empire Dude" "Anti-Mixtape Dude - Lil Wayne" Tags: Lil Wayne Mixtapes Game hip-hop rap Tha Carter III DJ

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Nas - N.I.G.G.E.R. (The Slave and The Master) 1994: Illmatic 1996: It Was Written 1999: I Am... 1999: Nastradamus 2001: Stillmatic 2002: God's Son 2004: Street's Disciple 2006: Hip Hop Is Dead 2008: Untitled Tags: hip-hop rap r&b Nas Album Nigger

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Lil Wayne Feat Short Dawg - Me And My Drank Short Dawg I'm in the lab no pad no pen just a styrofoam cup so I can pour 4 in Lil Wayne Up in the studio me and my drank Please let me be and let me do my thang Think about a certain... certain somebody That perfect somebody sexy purple body She got service road curves and highway eyes The road to her soul, just follow the road signs And holla if you hear me I love it when she near me I hate when she away and satan see the day That hell free me for I let her go And let one of you bitch niggas get her no no no You don't know how to treat her You don't know that I need her Hey... do you know that I need ya Cause baby right now I'm feelin like the whole world is against me Ever since the death of pimp c But me I'm up in the studio me and my drank Me and my drank me and my drank I'm up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank You sit on 24's I sip on 24's You sit on 24's I sip on 24's Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce And call it 24's Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce And call it 24's I'm ridin out leaning never nodding out My girl trippin and damn I gotta hear my momma mouth My home bois say I should slow down a little But this shit that I'm on make me slow down a lot You bottle pop, I buy a bottle pop Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house I live in wayne's world rappers is out the south And this is how we do it, do it in the south One more oounce will make me feel so great Wait... now I can't feel my face Um up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank Will somebody please please double cup me And everybody please please don't judge me Will somebody please please double cup me And everybody please please don't judge me Chorus Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank Lil Wayne So far all of ya who ain't heard of him Mr. M.O.E. the boss baby Was a southside living legend of 3rd ward And it all started a 93 Highschool he was a fool he was only 18 With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar Rollin in foreign cars through the streets of 3rd ward It was all momma leave em with a trace of Mo E And promethyzein and he a codeine fiend And his team was the coldest everyday they rolled big Niggas didn't hold that ? cause that's that screwed up click ? Baby, ? Baby, ? baby, I sip that Big Mo, I drink that Pimp c Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C I sip that Big Mo, I drink that pimp c Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C And fuck what they say Mr.DJ Screw I'm a do this for you Chorus Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank Short Dawg Yea... Uhuh... Yea I usually don't do this but... Ahem... Yea T you gotta feel me Sippin on some drink the color purple like sili Really they say I should chill before it kills me But so will a car crash or a nine milli And I ain't even mention cigarettes or airplanes So grab a pint heres a sprite we can share Wayne Yea Mayne... tastes so sweet and I ain't gonna have a seat Cause I don't wanna fall asleep So just pour it in my drink and I'm a sip till I lean hard Drink got me moving slower than a retard So press record and hear these hot raps I'm in the booth cup on me like a jockstrap And I will not nap until the bottles empty Then I pour a little more for past Screw and Pimp C And I would stop but believe it I can't So till Short is gone it's just me and my drink Chorus Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank Lil Wayne Up in the studio me and my drink, me and my drink, me and my drink Me and my drink Up in the studio someone pour another 4 OOo... hoooaaa Yea... I told a bitch one more ounce will make me feel so great Wait... now I can't feel my face Will somebody please please double cup me And tell the world please please don't judge me Will somebody please please double cup me And everybody please please don't judge me You sit on 24's... we sip on 24's You sit on 24's... we we we Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's Short Dawg Tags: hip-hop rap r&b Lil Wayne Short Dawg Tha Carter III Me And My Drank DJ Screw Big Moe Pimp Styrofoam Cup Sizzurp

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Young Jeezy feat. Kanye West - Put On Jeezy] I put on...(x4) I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4) When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership Me I'm in my spaceship, thats right I work for Nasa The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, thats my bodyguard When we're out of jewelry Young gon' do security It was whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate If you want it come and get it You know I stay super straight Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin at the Super 8 Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super freight [Chorus] I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on (x2) Half bag, top back, ain't nothin but a young thug HKs, 8 K's, i need to join a gun club Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized Passenger's a redbone, her weed look like some curly fries Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin me Blowin on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked Ridin to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock on me Don't get caught without one, comin from where I'm from Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin down Campbellton So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene [Chorus] I feel like there's still niggas that owe me checks I feel like there's still bitches that owe me sex I feel like this but niggas don't know the stress I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace Sure I need just at least one of Russell's nieces On...I let my nightmares go I put on, everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was frontin when they knew he was broke They say damn, easy easy, you don't know us no more You got that big fame homie, and you just changed homie You can ask big homie, man the top sure lonely So lonely Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashin lights (flashin lights) Cause every night (every night) I put on [Chorus] Tags: hip-hop rap r&b Am Trap (Thug Motivation 103) The Recession U.S.D.A. CTE

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The Game Feat Clyde Carson & CMC - 911 is a joke (Cop Killa) In The Wake Of Sean Bell Verdict In New York Game Wants to Premiere His Street Record Call "911 Is A Joke" (Cop Killer), Which Addresses The Controversial Verict. Life His Compton Predecessors N.W.A., Who Released Their Classic Single "F**k Tha Police" In 1988, The Game Addresses Police Tactics And Violence On The Track, Which Also Features Black Wall Street Artist Clyde Carson And The California Murda Crew (CMC). "I'm Outraged And Speaking Out For My Generation That Are Afraid To Speak Out Against Police Brutality And Murder," The Game Told AllHiphop.com. "I Grew Up In Compton And Had To Stay Silent Because Of The Fear That Was Prevalent In My Community, But Now That I Have A Voice I'm Speaking Out." Three Plainclothes Undercover Officers Were Found Not Guilty Of Bell's Murder, Which Has Sparked Worldwide Outrage. Bell Was Shot Was And Killed In November Of 2006 After Leaving A Queens, New York Strip Club Where He Was Celebrating His Bachelor Party. The Three Detectives Fired A Barrage Of Bullets Al Bell, Killing Him And Seriously Wounding Two Of Bell's Companions. All Three Men Were Unarmed. "This Could Have Easily Been Me, My Brother, My Family. So This Song Is For Sean Bell From My Heart," The Game Continued. "My Deepst Condolences Goes Out To His Family And Wife Nicole Bell." http://Therealbws.com http://Thisizgame.com http://TheBWSfamily.com Tags: hip-hop rap BWS The Game 911 Is Joke 50 Shots R.I.P.Sean Bell Clyde Cop Killa politics Brack Obama Hilary Clinton

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Lil Wayne Feat Static Major Young Jeezy - Lollipop Remix Static Major (R.I.P.) Tags: hip-hop rap r&b Lil Wayne Static Major Young Jeezy Lollipop Remix 2008 New Tha Carter III T-Wayne

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Ya Boy - Pick Me Up Check Out His Official Youtube Channels http://www.youtube.com/xxprecisegangxx http://www.youtube.com/precisemusicgroup Tags: hip-hop rap BWS Ya Boy The Game 2008 precise gang

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Lupe Fiasco - Paris, Tokyo "Paris, Tokyo" [Background talking] (I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here, You know, I gotta go pay these bills, I got a show to do, you know?) One time, for your mind. [Chorus] Let's go to sleep in Paris, And wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago, Mayne. Wherever I go she goes. [Verse 1] I love her And I hate to leave her lonely Ring ring went the Iphone, it was my homie He said, "let's hit Japan, If we can make 'em jam, We can make a hundred grand, Spend it in the south of France Nothing further." I jumped, Grabbed my go-yard trunk, Got ready to 'walk it out,' like Unk In my John Lennon chucks. That's when I heard Murder You're killin me, you're fillin me With sorrow, sunrise, "goobye"'s, And "missin you tomorrow"'s. I turn to see my dream Love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry. I drop my bags in a flash That's faster one A-T on that dash-er, To dry your tears. And wipe the rain from my dear like dash-er, Use the dame who's the username to all my pass-words. The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasp-er, I even keep your picture in my pass-purt. (love love) [Chorus] Let's go to sleep in Paris, And wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago, Mayne. Then we can land in the motherland, Camelback across the desert sand. Take a train, to Rome, or home, Brazil, forreal. Wherever I go she goes. Wherever I go she goes. [Verse 2] So let's keep it, real, All in't together, "free chill!" Tell the stewardess to throw a movie, on the reel. Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills, Lean back in my first-class seat, and sleep. Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand What I speak, but they nod to my beats. I tell my fans who I am and they stand and they clap They applaud. They love me, my God. "O'scadie sama'desta" or maybe "au revoir," "A spree on Saint Henry," then back to Charles de Gaul. So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been, And, everything that I done, and, Tell her that she's the one, and, um. [Chorus] Let's go to sleep in Paris, And wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago, Mayne. Then we can land in the motherland, Camelback across the desert sand. Take a train, to Rome, or home, Brazil, forreal. Wherever I go she goes. Wherever I go she goes. [Verse 3] Uh. Guess who's back in the, house, With a bunch of souvenirs, and a smile for your mouth. I really missed you, each and every night I kissed you In my dreams, 'fore I went to sleep, to La-La land to count them sheep. I swear you're lookin prettier than ever, It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more. For better or, less or poor, all worth the wait in buried treasure X's on the shore. I know my world tour's like war to you, But Ian said, "Aloha," and Harley said, "Cheers!" Julian said, "Bonjour!," Big O was like "Yeahhhhh!" Amanda and Lemessie want to know when we goin there. Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club Of the international play-boys and play-yas. But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness, She said, "Pursue your interests, 'cause even If I'm ticketless, I'll be there, by your side, In your heart and, on your mind." So, as I taxi down another runway, I Gotcha, who loves you 'bay? Now bring it back, now, uh. [Chorus] Let's go to sleep in Paris, And wake up in Tokyo. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago, Mayne. Then we can land in the motherland, Camelback across the desert sand. Take a train, to Rome, or home, Brazil, forreal. Wherever I go she goes. Wherever I go she goes. Wherever I go she goes. Wherever I go she goes. Tags: Lupe Fiasco The Cool hip-hop

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211 Feat The Game - Big Dreams Freestyle (Hood Dreams) 211 is From CTE (That Jeezy's Own Record Label) not United Streets Dopeboyz of America a.k.a .U.S.D.A. (That Jeezy's Own group) United Streets Dopeboyz of America a.k.a .U.S.D.A. Members : Young Jeezy Slick Pulla Blood Raw Corporate Thugz Entertainment A.K.A. CTE Members : Young Jeezy Slick Pulla Blood Raw Roccett 211 Boo CTE WEST Members : Roccett 211 Tags: hip-hop 211 The Game Young Jeezy CTE WEST U.S.D.A.

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Crooked I-Hip Hop Weekly: The Finale (Week 52) Beats; Aaliyah- Age Aint Nuthin But A Number Eazy-E- Real Muthafuckin G's Souljah Slim- Slow Motion (w/ Juve) Pimp C- Ridin Dirty (UGK) Notorious B.I.G.- Niggaz Bleed Notorious B.I.G.- My Downfall (intro) Notorious B.I.G.- Who shot Ya Freaky Tah- Renee (Lost Boyz) Big Pun- You Aint A Killer Scott La Rock- The Bridge Is Over (BDP) Old Dirty Bastard- Brooklyn Zoo Big L- The Heist Big L- Flamboyant J Dilla- The Light (Common) Left Eye- Creep (TLC) 2Pac- Temptations 2Pac- Picture Me Rollin Mac Dre- Feelin Myself Kurt Kobain- Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana) Jam Master Jay- Rock Box (Run DMC) Jam Master Jay- Beats to The Rhyme (Run DMC) TLC- Ain't Too Proud To Beg Mausburg- Down Down Down (DJ Quik) Fat Pat/Hawk- Swang (w/Trae) James Brown- Please Pleas Please Proof- Kurt Kobain Week 0: We Fly High (Jim Jones: Hustler's P.O.M.E. [Product of My Environment]) Week 1: Straight To The Bank (50 Cent: Curtis) Week 2: I'm Throwed (Paul Wall: Get Money, Stay True) Week 3: Vibe Wit' A Pimp/Take You There (The Dogg Pound: Dogg Chit/ Lil Flip: I Need Mine) Week 4: 2nd Coming/Tuck Ya Ice (Juelz Santana: Born to Lose, Built to Win/Trick Daddy: Back By Thug Demand) Week 5: Umbrella/We Takin' Over (Rihanna: Good Girl Gone Bad/DJ Khaled: We The Best) Week 6: Get It Shawty/Amusement Park (Lloyd: Street Love/50 Cent: Curtis) Week 7: Cruisin'/Just The King (8Ball & MJG: Ridin High / ??) Week 8: Make Me Better (Fabolous: From Nothin To Somethin) Week 9: Deep Cover (Deep Cover OST) Week 10: You Know My Steez (GangStarr: Moment Of Truth) Week 11: Boy Looka Here/Go Getta (Remix) featuring The Horseshoe G.A.N.G. (Rich Boy: Rich Boy / USDA: Young Jeezy Presents USDA: Cold Summer [The Authorized Mixtape]) Week 12: Big Shit Poppin' (T.I.: T.I. vs T.I.P.) Week 13: International Players Anthem (UGK: UGK [Underground Kingz]) Week 14: Pop, Lock & Drop It (Huey: Notebook Paper) Week 15: Can't Tell Me Nothing (Kanye West: Graduation) Week 16: My Bitch (The Game: Doctors Advocate Leftover) Week 17: Oh My God (Jay-Z: Kingdom Come) Week 18: Uh Oh (Ja Rule: The Mirror) Week 18.5: Died In Your Arms (Smitty: Life Of A Troubled Child) Week 19: Real Muthaphuckkin G's (Eazy-E: It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa) Week 20: Big Spender (Freeway: Free At Last) Week 21: Blueprint 2 (Jay-Z: The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse) Week 22/23: Doin' Dat/C'mon Baby (Clyde Carson: ?/Saigon: The Greatest Story Never Told) Week 24: I'll Still Kill/Big Brother (50 Cent: Curtis/Kanye West: Graduation) Week 25: Imagine (Snoop Dogg: Tha Blue Carpet Treatment) Week 26: One Mic (Nas: Stillmatic) Week 27: Kill Us All (Twista: Kamikaze) Week 28: No Stoppin' Carson (Bishop Lamont:?) Week 29: Free T.I. (Stop Snitchin' Freestyle) (G.Malone: Beach Cruiser) Week 30: Xxplosive (Dr Dre: 2001) Week 31: Dogg Pound 4 Life (Above The Rim OST) Week 32: Leather So Soft (Birdman & Lil Wayne: Like Father, Like Son) Week 33: Get Away (Mobb Deep: Infamy) Week 34: I'm A G (Lil Keke: Loved by Few, Hated by Many) Week 35: Dynasty (Jay-Z: The Dynasty Roc La Familia 2000) Week 36: Ten Rap Commandments (Notorious B.I.G : Life After Death) Week 37: Boyz-N-The-Hood (Eazy-E: Eazy-Duz-It) Week 38: Forgive Me (Proof: Searching For Jerry Garcia) Week 39: All Eyez On Me (2pac: All Eyez On Me) Week 40: Dey Know (Shawty Lo: Units in the City) Week 41: Best Rapper Alive (Lil Wayne: Tha Carter II) Week 42: Put You On The Game (The Game: The Documentary) Week 43: Takeover (Jay-Z: The Blueprint) Week 44: Till I Collapse (Eminem: The Eminem Show) Week 45: Ether (Nas: Stillmatic) Week 46: Hit 'Em Up (2pac: Greatest Hits) Week 47: Love Me No More (Jim Jones: Harlem's American Gangster) Week 48: Mary Jane (Scarface: Untouchable) Week 49: That White (Fat Joe: Elephant In The Room) Week 50: Back Down (50 Cent: Get Rich or Die Tryin') Week 51: Big Dreams (The Game: L.A.X. [Los Angeles Times] Leftover) Week 51.5: Lollipop (Lil Wayne: Tha Carter III) Week 52: The Finale (Aaliyah: Age Ain't Nothing but a Number/Eazy-E: It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa/Juvenile: Juve the Great/UGK: Ridin' Dirty/The Notorious BIG: Life After Death/The Notorious B.I.G.: Life After Death/The Notorious B.I.G.: Ready to Die/The Lost Boyz: Legal Drug Money/Big Pun: Capital Punishment/Boogie Down Productions: Criminal Minded/Ol' Dirty Bastard: Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version/Big L: The Big Picture/Big L: The Big Picture/Common: Like Water for Chocolate/TLC: CrazySexyCool/2pac: Me Against the World/2pac: All Eyez On Me/Mac Dre: Ronald Dregan: Dreganomics/Nirvana: Nevermind/Run-D.M.C.: Run-DMC/Run-DMC: Tougher Than Leather/TLC: Ooooooohhh.... On the TLC/DJ Quik: Rhythm-al-ism/Trae: Restless/James Brown: Please Please Please/Proof: Searching For Jerry Garcia) For The Whole Series http://dynastyentgroup.com/site/hip-hop-weekly/ Tags: hip-hop west coast crooked fallen legends DJ Skee C.O.B. Circle Of Bosses

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The Game - Big Dreams (Original Verison) Explicit Lyric: Cool & Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside, L.A.X niggas... yeahhh... Y'all know who the fuck I am... I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird I swear, Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where? Posted on the block in them black Airs, In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear, Yeah, that V12 is roarin', Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then - I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back, Give me a corner - let me serve, Swerve, I'm still dope that's my word, All I did was the switch the kitchens, Did some tracks on the birds... Irv - Gotti know I'ma murderer, Half these niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them, If I was the old me I would murda them Matter fact, if I was the old me - I would Curtis them, Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson, I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected, The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... I get money like Junior Mafia used to, On my way to school 10.000 in my FUBU, Lunchtime I was sellin' behind the bungalows, baggin' up rocks the size of melons, That's when the fiends start tellin' you can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock, Like Ellen! Prime-time nigga, it's my time nigga, Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga! Cos when the sun come up - from behind the sea, Niggas see me behind the B, Ent. don't stand for entertainment, Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see where Game went? To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence, And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick! Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick? No I'm not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit! The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... Yo Jay what it do nigga? I done rocked enough fellas to be you nigga, I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas, I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas! The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe? I'm Curtis' kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know, Whoever said "Game Over" musta had a hangover, Get money, my driveway sponsered by Range Rover, I got blood diamonds straight outta Angola, Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil' Wayne over, Yeah, that's when the Crys start poppin', The pills start droppin' and the haters start watchin', The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get the droppin' - For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option, I'm back with Cool & Dre a.k.a. the monsters And I got one word for you motherf**kers - COMPTON! The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... Tags: hip-hop rap The Game L.A.X. (Los Angeles) BWS Black Wall Street Cool Dre Nu Jerzey Devil DJ Haze (No Verison) Explicit

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The Game-Big Dreams From L.A.X. (Los Angeles Times) This is the (DJ Verison) And Shout Out to Therealbws.com/forum,Hurricane-Game.net For The Picture,zshare,The Black Wall Street & The Game Lyric: Cool & Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside, L.A.X niggas... yeahhh... Y'all know who the fuck I am... I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird I swear, Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where? Posted on the block in them black Airs, In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear, Yeah, that V12 is roarin', Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then - I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back, Give me a corner - let me serve, Swerve, I'm still dope that's my word, All I did was the switch the kitchens, Did some tracks on the birds... Irv - Gotti know I'ma murderer, Half these niggas beefin' with me, I never heard of them, If I was the old me I would murda them Matter fact, if I was the old me - I would Curtis them, Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson, I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected, The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... I get money like Junior Mafia used to, On my way to school 10.000 in my FUBU, Lunchtime I was sellin' behind the bungalows, baggin' up rocks the size of melons, That's when the fiends start tellin' you can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock, Like Ellen! Prime-time nigga, it's my time nigga, Jacob ain't got shit to do with my shine nigga! Cos when the sun come up - from behind the sea, Niggas see me behind the B, Ent. don't stand for entertainment, Stands for 0 to 60, anybody see where Game went? To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence, And I'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick! Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick? No I'm not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit! The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... Yo Jay what it do nigga? I done rocked enough fellas to be you nigga, I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas, I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas! The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe? I'm Curtis' kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know, Whoever said "Game Over" musta had a hangover, Get money, my driveway sponsered by Range Rover, I got blood diamonds straight outta Angola, Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil' Wayne over, Yeah, that's when the Crys start poppin', The pills start droppin' and the haters start watchin', The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get the droppin' - For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option, I'm back with Cool & Dre a.k.a. the monsters And I got one word for you motherf**kers - COMPTON! The whole world been waitin' on him, Here I come, droptop Phantom, I'm skatin' on 'em, look around, All the bitch niggas hatin' on him, Mad cos I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them, Big cars, big wheels, big chains, Big pimpin', big money, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams, Dreams, Big Dreams...Dreams... See the The Game - Big Dreams (No DJ Verison) Explicit http://youtube.com/watch?v=E18HZOYaIF8 Tags: hip-hop The Game L.A.X. (Los Angeles Times) Big Dreams

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Lupe Fiasco - Put You On Game [The Game: Laughing, smoking] Lemme put you on game [gunshot] Lemme put you on game Don't you know that I run this place, And I've begun this race, Must I rerun this pace? I'm the reason its become this way And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised (lemme put you on game) They love my darkness, I make them heartless, And in return, the have become my martyrs, I've been in the poem of many a poet, And I reside in the art of many a artist (lemme put you on game) Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate My whole part in this But they're fruitless in their harvestin' The drow grows from my footsteps I'm the one that they follow, I am the one that they march with (lemme put you on game) Through the back alleys And the black markets, The Oval Offices, Crackhouses and apartments Through the mazes of the queens, The pages of the sages And the Chambers of The Kings (lemme put you on game) Through the veins-es of the fiends, A paper chaser's pager, Yo, I'm famous on the scene One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things Seak every single language on the planet, y'all mean? (lemme put you on game) I am the American dream, The rape of Africa The undying machine, The overpriced medicine, The murderous regime, The tough guy's front, And the one behind the scenes (lemme put you on game) I am the blood of this city, It's gas, water, and electricity, I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history, The gunshots in the class And you can't pass if you're missin, G. I taught them better than that I taught them aim for the head And hope they never come back I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, Hope he never comes back, I hope he's with your mother, With my hustlers high in my trap (lemme put you on game) I hope you die in his trash, I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag, Behind the hospital little baby, Crack addicts had (lemme put you on game) Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper, A welfare-receiving prostitute And gold digger, You can watch on TV, How they should properly depict you, The rivers should flow with liqour, Quench your thirst on my elixers, (lemme put you on game) I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor Ihe trusted misleader, The number one defender, And from a throne of their bones I rule, These fools are my fuel So I make them Cool (lemme put you on game) Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool, And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food, If you die, tell them that you played my game I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name, 'Cause I'm the... [gunshot] Tags: hip-hop Lupe Fiasco Put You On Game

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DJ Drama Feat.Young Dro,Big Kuntry King - Aye DJ Drama Feat.Young Dro,Big Kuntry King - Aye Tags: hip-hop DJ Drama Feat Young Dro Big Kuntry King Aye

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Lupe Fiasco - Go Go Gadget Flow "Go Go Gadget Flow" I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I'm back I'm back I'm cool I'm cool It's our identity All me No ghost no 16 bit like sega genesis All g ball on the ball soundtrack on the track gemini on the job shayla g on the g sarah green for the green free chilly And I'm back on my thing for the listeners What you are about to to witness is Lu new valuable album 2 Get ready for the ghetto ghetto images From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n Potent so get your oak pen Move like a nigga supposed to Get your dough on the go with the flow That I'm holdin I'm on my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow Love, got the windy city on my back So I'm back on my grizzle like a bearskin rug Put some lain on the floor blame it on the goat Little rapper turn it out cause I'm very pluh I convert I can work anywhere any word you can ask my brother huh He'll concur that I'm sers with the worst with the man up above thank you very much That I got what I got and I'm at where I'm at like an a in a circle with a pay little erkel What they say when they see og from the f to the f to the amazing verbals They race in circles like they raisin a gerbil I race in a circle like I'm raisin a horse I'm racin a porsche while they racin in place They race in a cage I race on a course COURSE That case in the court did not defer the dream I am still a raising man with sun raging against the machine From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n Potent so get your oak pen Move like a nigga supposed to Get your dough on the go with the flow That I'm holdin I'm on my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) Hey hey don't hate on me My tank on full your tank on e Look good on you look good on me Cause I'm a go and never gon s-t-o-p Like hey hey don't hate on me My tank on full your tank on e Look good on you look great on me Cause I'm a go and never gon s-t-o-p Like hey hey I'm the boss Rock genuine time not de lacoste be on clean and phenom jeans Little rap is like azemof I let my momma into rhyming and she raised me off A 80s baby on file like a safety off Got my hood ridin high on 28s Off of everything that's gon be like a 84 And they in love with him and I'm in love with them And we never ride dubs again No we won't Tryna get above the rim A little too short to dunk So we donk From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n Potent so get your oak pen Move like a nigga supposed to Get your dough on the go with the flow I'm on my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now) I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world (hey) City in the whole wide world Tags: hip-hop Lupe Fiasco's The Cool Go Gadget Flow

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Lupe Fiasco Feat. Nikki Jean - Hip-Hop Saved My Life Dedicate dedicate [Lupe speaking] Uh this one right here goes out To my homie with the drink Know what I mean He said I right what I see Write to make it right Don't like where I be I like to make it like The sights on TV Quite the great life So nice and easy See now you can still die from that But it's better than not being alive from straps Agreed A mead notebook and a Bic that click When it's pushed and a wack (echo) beat That's a track that's weak That he got last week 'cause everybody in the stu? Was like that's that heat A base heavy medly with a sample from the 70s With a screwed up hook that went STACK THAT CHEESE Something something something STACK THAT CHEESE Mother sister cousin STACK THAT CHEESE He couldn't think of nothing STACK THAT CHEESE He turns down the beat writers block impedes Crying from the next room a baby in need Of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep That plus a black Cadillac on D's Is what keep him on track to be a great MC [Chorus (Nikki Jean) 2x:] Reps Northside so he rocks them braids Eleven hundred friends on his myspace page Stack that cheese got seven hundred plays Producer made him take it down Said he had to pay Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row Ex dboy with a bboy flow Glow like Leroy you should see boy go Got a daddy serving life and a brother on The Row Best homie in the grave Tatted up while in the cage Minutemaid got his momma work like a slave Down baby momma who he really had to honor 'cause she was his biggest fan Even let him use the Honda Drive up to Dallas went to open up for amateurs Let him keep her debit card So he could put gas in it Told her when he get on He's gonna take her to the gallery Buy up everything but the mannequins your dig [Chorus (Nikki Jean) 2x] His man called said "your time might be now" They played your freestlye over "Wipe me down" They played it two times Said it might be crowned As the best thing out the H-TOWN in a while He picked up his son with a great big smile Rapped every single word to the newborn child Then he put 'em down and went back to the kitchen Put on another beat and got back to the mission Of get his momma out the hood Put her somewhere in the woods Keep his lady looking good Have her rolling like she should Show his homies it's a way Other than that flipping Yay Bail his homie outta jail Put a lawyer on his case Throw a concert for the school Show this that's it cool Throw some candy on the cadi Chuck the duece and act a fool Man it feels good when it happens like that Two days from goin back to selling crack, yes sir [Chorus (Nikki Jean) 2x] Hip hope has saved my life [4X] Tags: hip-hop saved my life Lupe Fiasco's The Cool

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Beneath The Diamonds DJ Drama Feat.Devin The Dude,Twista, La The Darkman & Mr. Porter Tags: hip-hop DJ Drama Devin The Dude Twista La Darkman Mr. Porter Gangsta Grillz: Album

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