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Space Mix [The Ultimate Nonstop Mix]

Modern Talking

Alone

1999

Roger, roger. Calling, calling, roger, roger, can you read me?
78-78-9, 78-78-9, do you read me? Roger, major!

This is Modern Talking spaceship

have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh

over the few that have great things to do
The good they do clouded by their views
1 2 The reapers coming for you
3 4 We can’t run no more
5 6 Life is

It’s the return of the bad guy
Keep a couple broads on Stand by
G code I abide by
G5 not fly as I
You cannot do what I do
You cannot walk a mile up

7 6 5 4 3 2, count these minutes till next I see you
10, 12, 3 AM, I'm up too late, & I wanna have a lay in, should I call her?
Cant lie to ya, I

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Bonus Tracks Clean]

1999

Back at'cha
How we do
Primo, Jigga-man
History in the making
Let's go

Uhh, uh huh uh uhh
Uh huh uh uhh, uhh
I spit the murder, murder,

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

Back at'cha
How we do
Primo, Jigga-Man
History in the making
Let's go

Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH
Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
I spit the murder-murder-murderous

Drowned in coffee that I spike
Living fast it's do or die
You left me wanting for a vice
Been staying out til 3 AM
All by myself, I don't fuck with friends

a bag
I shoot it cross town smokin a blunt
I'm just takin drags
Ima do it by myself don't need a helping hand
Ima ride the Benz or the Bentley,

With my nigga ScHoolboy cadillac and a coupe
See them niggas hatin from afar
Can't catch em know
But they getting smacked when we do
Ra ta ta like we

they'll still talk about
Us when we've died

The end is just a little harder when
Brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For

my nuts out here just to make a Penny!
Got me thanking God like every day
Didn't think I'd live to see 20
Then I added on 10 years
Now when I do die

Do the most for the bread for the dough
But at the same time feel like I could do more
Some nights I do not wanna go home
When I'm with my drillers I

Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five

From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when

Do the Ladies Run This...

Eve

Dirty Harriet

1999

a bitch going through
Do or die is what you gon' do
I warn you it's gonna get you and your guys killed
With my skills stay on your toes like high heels

the shot I'd rather die by the tec
Wait for u n****s den hate for u n****s
That think that it's wrong when I'm calm on a verse
Load up the triggah then pour

don’t really know me
So how bout you and me
Go take this blunt and
We can make 3
I’m tryna take you out tonight
Lil shawty know what that means
I’m tryna

wonder if she still remeber that shit
Do You

She want my number but I got three phones
I hit her line just to hear the ringtone 
I know that 
That's my

I-I-I
I had a dream
And Cole said I got the right to chase it
Candidly fascinated by this rap thing but in the meantime
I had to focus on my studies
No

Different color bands in my pockets like the tie die
People down to ride nowadays is hard to come by, look
Is it love or lust cause lastly they just meanin

respect My Pimpin'
Oh No, got a Qtie Right beside me
Standin' Tall dark and Understand
That that's my kind of man
Visions of What We could do eXciting my

out and leave
I was raised by the real
Know when to speak
Flip the page now you on chapter 3
Welcome to my story
You ain't proud of me
Look at yo self

one you can run to
(It's a tough pill to swallow) it's like
3 words, 3 words that I'm numb to
(It's a tough pill to swallow)
I guess that's what it's

Sad hw some hustlers never do wrong
Buh they always gotta die so young 
And tribute  dey sound like the voice of a  song
Take off our tears from the day