 Trapped In Crime (edited) » Die lirieke [+ Voeg +] |
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1. _ That Calliope
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2. _ Nl Iggaz
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3. _ Ride
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4. _ Interlude
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5. _ Battlefield
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6. _ Want Beef
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7. _ Hustlin
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8. _ Street Thugs
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9. _ On Da Block
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10. _ Young Thugs
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11. _ Otis Commercial
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12. _ What You Bout
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13. _ Concrete Jungle
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14. _ How A Thug Like It
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15. _ Intro (trapped In Crime)
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16. _ They Want My Money
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17. _ Damned If They Murder Me
[c-murder]
I be damned if i do, and damned if i don't
Hail mary, please help me, cause i know my foes won't
Rest -- until they see me surrounded by grief
Wear a wrief, and my grave reading rest in peace
How can the whole world hate me and turn they back?
Cause i'ma tru motherfucker, any nigga know that
I stand my ground, ain't trippin' on what turf you claim
I put my faith in god's hands, it's a white man's land
Straight from the wounds of my momma's belly
To the streets, to the pen, i wish somebody'd tell me
Cause i'm lost like a needle in the hay
Before i lay, i pray, and steady searchin' for a better day
And i'm guilty for the crime of telling the truth
And my conviction is the blame for whatever you do
And backpains from the world on my shoulder blades
But i be damned if they send me to an early grave
Chorus [c-murder, (ms. peaches)]
[c-murder]
I be damned if they murder me
Until i die, i'll be high when they bury me
I never lie, i'm worry free until i rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
I be damned if they murder me
Until i die, i'll be high when they bury me
I never lie, i'm worry free until i rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
[ms. peaches in background]
Searchin' for my soul, but i can't seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, lord tell me why, am i
Searchin' for my soul, but i can't seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, lord tell me why
[mac]
Illegal business enters the streets, god is my witness
I made a million niggas hit list, yet i'm alive
To live and breathe, my life is a hole in four
The mysteries of old are now told
You reap what your soul, and i seen alot of guns unload
Sometimes over gold, many over control
But in the eyes of thier own kind, niggas are bold
But in the hands of their enemy, fears unfold
It's a cold world, only if your brain is froze
So we murder our bros, over money and clothes
And where i'm from, these niggas carry mad 44's
But be in bitch mode, at any site of any popo's
If you a soldier, then nigga play this game with soul
Look get your mind right, and leave that bullshit to commodes
Peep the words of god, with baggy clothes and fros
Everything insist for a purpo', book closed
[c-murder]
I be damned if they murder me
Until i die, i'll be high when they bury me
I never lie, i'm worry free until i rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
I be damned if they murder me
Until i die, i'll be high when they bury me
I never lie, i'm worry free until i rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
[ms. peaches in background]
Searchin' for my soul, but i can't seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, lord tell me why
Searchin' for my soul, but i can't seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, lord tell me why
[magic]
They call us lost souls,
But done so much wrong, done made so many niggas fold
And fucked over so many hoes, screaming fuck my foes
And i knew i was wrong
But i been having a violent temper since the day i was born
But it's that same determantion,
That's got me up in the eyes of the whole nation
I just hoping that they what i'm facin'
For the drama that i caused in my past
Living crazy, know i was heading nowhere fast
My whole family pointed the finger thinking i couldn't succeed
Cause i'm thuggin' on the corner man, smoking my weed
Sellin' my llelo cause i had no other way, for making my pay
Keepin' a decent fucking place for me to stay
But still i'ma hustler,
My every word is like bustin' at you motherfuckers
And i won't stopped til i'm heard by the whole planet
I keep it real, cause you fake niggas can't stand it
And i be damned if they bury me.....
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18. _ They Don't Really Know You
[master p]
Yo c, that's where your boo stay at?
Oh they ballin' like that huh?
What they think about you fool?
Chorus [erica foxx]
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
[erica foxx]
I'm down with you, 'til the end boy
When the strugglin', hustlin', thuggin', lovin'
So i ain't trippin' on what they sayin'
About you, cause i got you, even if your creepin'
Chorus [erica foxx]
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
[c-murder]
It's like one plus one, equals me and you, boo
I know you forever tru by the things you do
Not only would you ride, die, and cry for me
You'll even take my charge, kiss your baby bye for me
Now that's love, that unconditinal kind
If we broke up, or you throw up, you might lose your mind
You catch me red-handed, with my hands on the goods
But you let me slide cause you know i'm straight out the hood
You say it's because of all the little things i do
If minds only knew the real things we been through
But most of all i like the way you be scratching my back
And grabbin' my pillows and pulling the sheets, when you're lovin' me
Chorus [erica foxx]
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
[master p]
Now you gonna ride with me wodie when times get hard
Now if my luck change, then we both live large
Take care of the kids, cause i'll be home in a week
And that diamond bezzle you wanted, it's under the tree
Six carots, two minks, i'll be bringing with me
Them ?? get out cause i'm ready to flee
See i like a thug girl that's gonna keep it real
And when the cops pull us over, she's gonna hide that steel
And my boonapalist post bail when a soldier be down
And she even hit a lick, just to keep me 'round
My little boo don't even trip when they be wanting her man
Cause when she go shopping, is it you and a friend
Tattooed my name on her back cause she loved a thug
And before we go hustlin', it be kisses and hugs
And don't mess with no scrub, cause she love that bud
And there ain't no limit to this ghetto love, ya heard me?
Chorus [erica foxx]
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
Boy they don't really know you, like i really know you
I don't care what they say
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19. _ Forever Tru
[taken from martin luther king jr's speech]
Though we come to cash this check
A check will give us a fund demands
A riches of freedom and the security of justice
Chorus [c-murder]
Forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
I'm forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
Forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
I'm forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
[c-murder]
Me and my nigga knew we ride, and vibe
And smoke weed, and get high and talk about my niggas that died
No limit records opened doors for niggas
But they rebelled, turned bendict,
Don't make me get up in your shit, bitch
And let me tell you something you alredy know
Fucking with me, is like fucking with the whole yole'
I'm still depressed about my nigga mac
I let him roll with some bitch ass niggas, but i'ma handle that
And to much drama for my baby momma
Them niggas tapping my phone, they wouldn't safe at home
I need a ride or die, stand by my side, from the projects
My baby boo be the realest chick i ever met
I let that cash money shit slide but it's cool
But next time i'ma have to act a fool
I keep it street, and them real niggas love it
Forever tru til i'm dead, cause i'ma die thuggin', ya heard me?
Chorus [c-murder]
Forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
I'm forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
[c-murder]
Be runnin' outta clubs, as nigga be rasing flags
You only get nine lives i murder that ass
It's the world's most dangerous crew, tru records
My crew stay behind bars, we ghetto superstars
Been droppin' bars in studios, and finger fuck pretty hoes
And got a pad in every ghetto
Niggas wanna be a pimp, that's a lie
The tank dumpin' niggas like kemp, then they die
It's on now nigga, i'm ready
You see my face up in your dreams like freddy
So bow down, all you motherfuckers leaving my crew
Bow down to a tru nigga greater than you
Chorus [c-murder]
Forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
I'm forever tru, 'til i'm dead (do you still love me?)
This be the truest shit i ever said
[c-murder]
Forever tru baby, you know what that means?
I'm with this shit 'til i'm dead, you dig?
No limit, tru, forever
Do you still love me?
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20. _ Staring At The Walls
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21. _ Down For My N's
* originally appeared on "no limit top dogg"
Man fuck them niggas, ha ha
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
[c-murder]
Bitch i'm down with no limit, i'll ride for the cause
I'm the nigga on the tank with the big fuckin balls
And if anybody fuck with snoop doggy dogg
I'ma make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere i go i got mr. magic here
Because i know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit pourin out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin time nigga, any fuckin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, i live by
If you fuck with me it's a must you die
Them niggas might goin run but them niggas can't hide
It's like shootin yourself, it's a - suicide
Klc rock the beat, hittin hard like burt
Niggas in the nolia know him as big hurt
Just like soulja slim he'll put you in the dirt
And have your picture on front of a t-shirt
And when i make moves i got a hundred niggas with me
Just incase a nigga out there tryin 'a get me
All my niggas is down to squeeze the trigger
That's why i'm down for my motherfuckin niggas
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
[magic]
What you aint heard boi i ride with these niggas
I die with these niggas
Do a drive by with my forty five cause i'm down with these niggas
Snoop dogg and bossalinie
Don't shoot now nigga just call me when you need me
Believe me, i never bite the hand that feed me
Just point them niggas out and i'll leave em all on the street bleeding
Bitch you fuckin with a grown man
How i be done waxed you in your house
And then buried you on your own land
See the cops is scared to come and get me
But i don't blame em cause they know i got a bunch of thug niggas with me
Lookin for trouble, starting shit
I'm ridin solo and i'm bustin and gettin rid of your dick
See your boys ain't bout beefing
When you fuckin with niggas that'll definately get you internal sleep
But if you didn't get the fuckin picture
(*gunshots*) bitch i'm down for my niggas
C-murder
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
[snoop dogg]
What niggas, them niggas, yeah dawg, you with it
Fuck em, let's get em, do em, i did em
We gettin nutty in this motherfucker (nutty in this motherfucker)
I got my buddy in this motherfucker
Leave a nigga bloody in this motherfucker
We in the cutty motherfucker
You done done too much, you got it comin motherfucker
Some of these niggas is "bitches 2"
And some of these niggas look just like you
Well, where i'm from we like to ride on pros
Do it from the shoulders or do it from the toes
I do my dirt all by my lonely (all by my lonely)
C-murder and magic, hell yeah them my motherfuckin homies
So when shit get thick and foggy
And niggas wanna act like they wanna get with snoop doggy
Lemme let you niggas know (what's up)
Shit, fuck what you goin through and fuck what you stand for
[c-murder]
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down for my niggas, what
Fuck them other niggas, i ride for my niggas, what
I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas
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22. _ Too Much Noise
[chorus]
Too much noise in my ears to think
And not enough liquor in my bottle to drink
I'm goin' in the pussy and i hope i don't stank
I'm suffocatin in you baby, i'm startin to sank
[krazy]
I need some hennessey with my weed so i can get high
Man feel this shit i'm sayin to you nigga, this ain't no lie
To much motherfuckin noise in my ears to write a verse,
Now give me the weed to hit so i can break this curse
This world got me stressed out, that's why i'm always in the bottle,
I hit the hen, that shit ain't worth my motherfuckin problem
Haters hate to see a nigga come up
So if see my enemy, i'm gonna through my gun up
These hoes need to understand dick ain't bout' no game,
That's why i only fuck with bitches who got a man
Cause pussy bad for you, have a nigga dying in lust
Can't get enough of them guts, that's why they fucked up and out of luck
(chorus)
[master p]
Seee, soldiers is some niggas you don't wanna try
Run up on the tank, and get touched, then we ride
I got blood on my hands and i loved to get my dick wet
And i think about the pussy, now blood only coats that
Bitches think i'm nasty cause' i love to get my dick sucked,
Two gaurds to the head,before i fuckin rip them guts up
Now look at that beem on your shirt, it's probably red,
And you know i get off, just to know that you dead
I got problems on my mind and i probably can't solve 'em
But you know how i get em' off, wit 38's that revolve
Never bite the hand that feeds me, now that's game to the rollers,
And i know ya'll niggas mad, cause snoop dogg is a soldier
(chorus)
[c-murder]
I'm feelin kind of good my nigga, and smokin ounces of weed,
And plus i'm drinking, and got two bad bitches with me
Is it the pussy that i'm gettin that's got my feelin so high,
Don't ask me why, gettin' blounted is my number one job
Is it the ice on my motherfuckin wrist?
That's got these dog ass hoes acting like bitches
Or mabye its the 50 g's i spend up on my teeth,
Or the fact that no other nigga can rap like me
It's too much noise in my ears to think
And not enough liquor in my bottle to drink
I'm goin' in the pussy and i hope i don't stank
I'm suffocatin in you baby, i'm startin to sank
It's too much noise in my ears to think
And not enough liquor in my bottle to drink
I'm goin' in the pussy and i hope i don't stank
I'm suffocatin in you baby, i'm startin to sank
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23. _ Where Do We Go
[c-murder]
You know i just got outta jail and everything
And i'm trying to change my life for the better
You know i got kids to feed but i got a question you know
Where do i go from here?
Chorus [sons of funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[c-murder]
So many rainy days and gun sprays, i'm hearing ak's out my window
Close my shades, let me blaze on this indo
My situation getting sticky, life is green
I mean i'm 19, and my momma is a dope fiend
And i think about all the hard times we had
No dad, no time shared, the buster never cared
A little bastard child, going wild,
Another victim of a broken home, my tru friend was the chrome
And if it wasn't for bad, i had no luck at all
I represented my hood, i sprayed my name on the wall
Fresh outta jail, and i'm here to see the sun rise another year
But tell me where do we go from here
Chorus [sons of funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[mac]
The ghetto is hot, it's dark, and most of all it's a prison
Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen
I made it out the hood but my people still there
Some of them dead, strung out, up in they wheelchair
I still care from a distance
And i know that any day could lead me back to that crimey insistance
I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams
Ain't no telling what tommorrow brings
Ain't no time to be wasting, you wanna be a doctor or the patient?
Hesitation can lead to expiration, only god can predict it,
Where do we go from here, snorting powder, drinking beer
Smokin' crack, killin' our peers, i shed tears
Chorus [sons of funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[silkk]
Where do we go from here, after we all gone
And where do we go after we ain't got no place to call home
Hell i'm just glad to be breathing
?? like i was the projects for a reason
Shit, tell my niggas we gotta live, and some gotta give
Y'all gotta rise above this shit, and turn negatives into positive
Yeah i struggled, but i'ma hustler, and that's self explanatory
So if i die trying, the hood can just tell y'all my story
Niggas seen killings and drug dealings,
Imagine we'd dream through it all
Old ladies ?? through the window, i guess she done seen it all
It's up to you, cause nobody seems to jam with us
We struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up
Chorus [sons of funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must i shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but i call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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