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  • Ice Cube – Friday Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    You know it ain’t no stoppin’ all the dogs I’m droppin’
    It’s Friday night so everything is poppin’
    I gots ten to spend on the Hen
    So let the games begin
    Yakety yak don’t talk back or it’s on
    Callin’ up Earl on the car phone
    Mack 10 just got out of court
    Rollin’ through the hood in his super sport bumping Too $hort
    Eighteens got the rear view mirrors vibratin’
    And deep-dish Daytons
    You know how we do it
    Ain’t nothing to it but the floss
    Overcrowding Harrison-Ross
    ‘Cause if you fuck with ours
    We leave scars
    Out of G-ride cars
    Livin’ like stars
    Might hit the highway
    On the Vegas run fool ’cause it’s Friday

    [Hook]
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care

    [Verse 2]
    Standing outside on a Friday living on the edge
    ‘Cause we all got them hard heads
    It’s seems like we all are waitin’
    For a drive-by playing tag with Satan
    But we chillin’, yeah, we ready and willin’
    Ya hear about the latest westside killing?
    Forty sippin’, set trippin’, fo’ dippin’
    Pistol grippin’, neva slippin’
    BGs trying to hang out
    But OGs sayin’ “Take your little ass in the house”
    My big homie just got out
    Used to be down, now he’s just cracked out
    He’s bout hard as Darth Vader
    In his sweatshirt, khakis and Chuck Taylor’s
    Just seen him in the driveway
    Getting beat like a smoker a fool, ’cause it’s Friday

    [Hook]
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care
    Fool

    [Verse 3]
    Why must I be like that and chase the cat?
    Or settle for a hoodrat
    Dookie braids no dreadlocks
    Flyin’ in and out of town with half a chicken in her cock
    And I love her, ’cause she down
    To fuck around with the underground pussy hound
    And her ass is big round and wide
    Jacked up, make a nigga down to ride
    Smoking indo, playing that Super Nintendo
    Hear a rat-a-Tat-Tat on my window
    Gave her ass that pelvic thrust
    Don’t trust the rubber ’cause its bound to bust
    In the oven, in the nappy
    I had on two so I was happy
    ‘Cause that HIV’ll make your dick hang sideways
    And that ain’t cool, fool, ’cause it’s Friday

    [Hook]
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care
    Oh yeah
    Throw your neighborhood in the air
    If you don’t care

    [Outro]
    Throw the West side in the air
    Throw the East side in the air
    Throw the South side in the air
    Throw the North side in the air
    Oh yeah!


  • HorseShoe Gang – Stress Relief (Anti-Trap Music Album) letras

    [Verse 1: Julius]
    Have you ever heard that Slaughterhouse song Goodbye?
    When I heard that song I cried
    Crooked was reminiscing on the tragic day when his uncle passed away
    If Crooked was sad that day so was I
    That was my uncle too nigga so how wrong was I
    Trying to hold back tears yo the fact is
    I was at that awkward age thought I was too grown to cry
    But my eyes wasn’t close to dry
    Going through ups and downs the ebb and flow
    Trying to pick myself off the F’n floor
    Take the letter F from flow feeling extra low
    Hope is miles away I got steps to go, stressed I know
    I feel like the Evans kids trying to have good times after James left the show
    And the death of [?] I’m worth less in America like I’m currency from Mexico
    And I got the kind of woman niggas wish to purpose to
    Baby girl I’m just trying to get us rich like I told you
    Spittin’ these vocals
    But I can’t afford to give you shit that I owe this ain’t how shit is suppose to be and she the type that niggas hold on to
    So look this ain’t my official proposal but
    Teresa Davids will you marry a nigga you’ve been there for a nigga with the shit that I go through

    [Hook] (x2)
    Yo I need some stress relief
    Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
    I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
    I’m running from my trouble like refugees
    Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
    Nah I’ll never give a fuck
    But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
    I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

    [Verse 2: Demetrius]
    Yo sex’ll be my stress relief especially when it’s with she
    Who brings out the best of me
    You ever seen everything you ever need in one person that’s her she was there for me
    It ain’t even sex, it’s ecstasy If she was my ex she’d rep for me
    Yea she’d rep the team she never need a wedding ring
    That’s why I wanna die making love so I can love her ’till we rest in peace
    Yes indeed it’s so hard living but a nigga go hard and she go hard with him
    Had to bogart women just to get to her it’s so far
    She my co star hope it’s no hard feelings ladies
    I was in the cold dark sittin’ and she took a nigga in
    And then we both start winnin’ and the cold part
    Is when I’m in her ocean a nigga wanna cry
    That’s why I’m finna go hard in it baby
    Maybe I’m an asshole cause lately I been angry on the daily
    And I’m half going crazy but my lady saying "wait
    Let’s go half on a baby"
    She my hero she put her mask on and saved me
    Cause I’m a shady nigga I should be signed to Shady nigga
    Being that cold made me what I am but my lady she my backbone ain’t she
    Ain’t when I’m up in her my nigga that don’t phase me

    [Hook] (x2)
    Yo I need some stress relief
    Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
    I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
    I’m running from my trouble like refugees
    Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
    Nah I’ll never give a fuck
    But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
    I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

    [Verse 3: Dice]
    Yo I need some stress relief
    Stressed the fuck out need my stress relieved
    I been searching for a meal not enough doe
    Feeling too salty a fucked up recipe
    Trying to win for my niggas rest in peace
    I want a comfortable lead like [?]
    Yeah my family the best of me, give the industry the rest of me
    So what’s left of me?
    Something infecting me a disease that I’m trying to fight
    It ain’t HIV but a lot like it it’s the HIP Hop virus
    With no money to treat it you can die by it
    I got shit to do, got kids at home need tending to
    Can’t pay attention to the hate gotta steer straight
    On this rough road hands at 10 and 2
    Feeling too lost got things on my mind yo
    Should I sell to the fiends that like dope
    Or should I sell to the fiends that like dope music
    Will I make green with this mic yo?
    Or will I make green in the night putting heat to the white
    In this pot over my stove
    I’m too stressed I can’t call it
    Fuck a cell phone I’m trying to keep my self on this tight rope

    [Hook] (x2)
    Yo I need some stress relief
    Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
    I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
    I’m running from my trouble like refugees
    Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
    Nah I’ll never give a fuck
    But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
    I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

    [Verse 4: Kenny]
    Living a life that’ll test your patience
    Ever walk home at night and see the helicopter flashing
    His light on your destination
    Then having ambulance fly by at an aggressive pace then
    Now your mind heart and feet all get to racing
    Hoping that the child you left at home is safe and
    Thinking if not somebody’s going to become a medics patient
    Where I’m from being about the life is a requirement
    So I can’t help it if I’m a product of my environment
    They’ll either have to feel me or kill me
    ‘Till then I’mma remain the real me
    Life’s pain got me asking God to heal me
    Plus doing dirt ‘Till the day a nigga filthy
    Slow or fast I’m gon’ progress
    Because slow progress is better then no progress
    But to keep shit off my mind
    I’m high at all times call it an all time high
    Been doing a lot of green blowing lately
    To escape the fact that I feel I’m going crazy
    In the mirror talking for an hour long to face me
    Reflection I’m feeling high but I’m feeling low as can be
    Shit I need some stress relief
    Fuck it light another best believe
    No [?] no seeds no sesames
    Hope I open my mind ,get it? Open sesame

    [Hook] (x2)
    Yo I need some stress relief
    Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
    I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
    I’m running from my trouble like refugees
    Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
    Nah I’ll never give a fuck
    But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
    I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup


  • Murs – Rick Grimes Is Dead letras

    [Intro: Noa James]
    So I used to be a security, right, at this Travel America
    We found a dead body in the, in the truck
    It was a prostitute in the back
    I had to get her out right?
    But when I was trying to get her out
    She telling me she was gonna’ spit on me
    I’m like ‘Why is she telling me this shit?’
    People are telling me she got HIV
    I’m like ‘She trying to get me HIV?’
    I’m like ‘Why, why she trying to give me HIV?
    Don’t spit on me’

    [Verse 1: MURS]
    Brains on the sidewalk homicide
    Nothing but that yellow tape, white chalk
    It’s my fault, I’m a motherfucking psychopath
    In my defense though, I never really liked his ass
    He tried to smash on me, touching on my chain bro
    Put his hands on me so I handed him his halo
    Halo, ayo, halo, he thought it was a game bro
    Midtown, Master Chief, city of the angels

    [Hook: MURS]
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, sheriff, sheriff, sheriff, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot

    [Verse 2: MURS]
    I brought pay dues back bitch
    They never thought they see an indie nigga that rich
    So they hated on me, but now I’m back again
    I swear to God, let’s pray they never be that whack again
    We ’bout to pack it in, we might could sell it
    Budweiser let the city kick the Devil out
    What they was yellin’ out, that ain’t no pay dues
    The city love me ’cause they know that I’m a stay true
    You niggas bit my shit, they tried to copy on me
    Seen the headliner and the fly shit, it’s sloppy homie
    Got the little homies actin’ like they don’t know me
    I put em on but they still ain’t paid me what they owe me
    It’s time to collect, the time for conversation passed
    I pulled up and pulled out and started talkin’ fast
    Thought he was bulletproof just because he got some cash
    It was either shoot em or salute em so I shot his ass

    [Hook:MURS]
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, sheriff, sheriff, sheriff, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff, I shot the, I shot the sheriff
    I shot the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot
    Body rock, body rock, I can make your body rock
    Ain’t nobody ever killed a zombie with a body shot