Lyrics:
time that we on tour
Its guaranteed we can and we will give you what you came for
What's the deal, what in the world are you standin' there for
C'mon
and the baby
Wants to sue my ass for doin' the Funky Ceili
And I just got a message from a brother of Maria
"c'mon out to Bensonhurst, we all want a piece of ya"
"So y'all don't do no drugs?"
"No, no, no we don't want any drugs thanks"
"No drugs?"
"No, no, no, no thanks"
"c'mon man, you don't do no drugs?"
(Yeah... wooo
Uh, uh-huh... c'mon... uh
Yo... ch'mere ... uh, uh)
The first time I laid my eyes on you,
You know that... girl, you know I had to.
yeah, just dance with me, dance with me, dance with me
What'cha know bout that? Uh...
Just dance with me, dance with me
Uh-huh... Uh-ha... c'mon! (We
You're rapping about dodgeball and bicycles.
c'mon!
And have you been in my office again? Look at this desk, there's a spring busted out of it-
That's all, c'mon, that's all, that's all, that's all
that's allll, that's all, that's alllllll I need
To make a hit record...
through the hood!)
Where my homiez? (Up to no good!)
Yeah, yeah, c'mon!
Well it's Big Ill, the babblin bum, don't try to come
And creep through
somebody playin a flute
Rest in peace to my man Poppa Duke, word up
And I'm outta here.. c'mon!
hit the industry and straight send it for the hill
Ain't nothin' worse I spit it
Bitch, I did it for the Ville (c'mon)
I'm from
Rah Digga
The Harriet Tubman of hip hop has returned baby
c'mon!
[Verse 1]
I be that bitch niggas wantin in the lab
Rhymes comin, rhymes goin like I
bitch talk to me, c`mon!
[Product G&B]
When you`re living your life (when you`re living your life)
You gotta survive .. (you gotta survive)
There`s
the muscle. Give me the bone.
Give me your mind. Give me your soul.
Give me the blood. Give me the flesh.
And give me the rest. c'mon, give me the rest.
GIVE ME
know my style
You know my style.. uhh! c'mon.. woo!
Cause you know my style.. {*echoes to fade*}
[Papa Reu]
c'mon, you know it's been a long road
A long road to success, right
And a lot of people thought I was gone never make it
Well this is for
guns down
Why's that?
'Cuz I need 'em for the industry shakedown
Word up, word up
C'mon!
Word up, word up
Yeah!
Industry shakedown
That's right
and done its just you and I
[Mr. Gzus]
c'mon, let the game break "G"
Even though its da grain 'cause of Made Men
Sellin' drugs with pistols just to get
[Lil' Fame:]
C'mon! When the last time you seen a nigga that blast rhymes
On some rap, fill and bust the gat quick, fuck that shit
I'm the nigga you
flow with its electric face
And the knowledge we gained from clouds
Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle
To gather up some rain
C'mon
could just watch you seriously
Like a science project curiously
All alone I am the walking dead
Would you soothe my aching head?
C'mon, soothe my
Has seen you right since birth
C'mon, Raise your glass, Lets have some noise
Release your hate boys
Oh, work is over, it's time to cut loose
I just want to taste it
I just wanna feel it too
So c'mon, and don't stop for nothin'
And make sure you're gonna find
To keep your fuckin' soul alive
It's been hard watching you drown. You do it so quietly - I never heard a sound. I reach out my arm for you to grab - c'mon, grab it...I dive in
[M.O.P.:]
C'mon!
Yeah!
International!
Downtown Swinga!
[Billy Danze:]
Ayo what up cobra, it's me (prime time!)
PD, I get better with time
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