GROS BISOU A TOUS MES FANS ET DIEU VOUS BENNISSE
GLORY BE TO JAH ONE CREATOR
Monday, October 22, 2007
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Church Heathen - Shaggy and lyric
LYRIC OF THE SONG
Chorus:]
Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving
Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them Careless Living Living
[Shaggy:]
Me A One No Go Church For How Long Rather Seem To Demanding And Put On A Slam But Me Woman She A Pressure Me To Go Confession So Me Decide Fi Go And Kill The Conversation So Me Sit Down Right Beside Sister Pam Who A Tell Me Everything About The Congregation Bout Sister Paulette And Her Gay Husband And How She Still A Sleep With The Ni Ni Bus Man Sister Gwen Claim She A Christian But A Last Night Them Catch Her In A Stone Love Session She A Do Duty Dance To The Matteran Song And A Say She Get The Thing Them From Baby Cham
[Chorus:]
Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving
Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them Careless Living Living
[Shaggy:]
She All A Tell Me Bout The One Deacon Who A Drive The Big Benz A Where Him Get Money From Thats Why Nobody No Want Give No Collection No See The Church Overleak A Wha Him Really De Pan . Every Sunday Is A Competition Me See Nuff A Dem A Gwan Like Them In A Name Brand That De Sinten Whe She Where Come Out A Some Chunk Bottom With The Yank Fa Ball Smell That A No New Fashion.Then She Proceed Fi Talk Bout The Man Them Only Come A Service Fi Look Church Woman And Fi Pull Up The Gal Them Talk Bout Religion But Me Couldn't Say Nothin Cause Me No Me A One
[Chorus:]
Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving
Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them No Careless Living Living
[Shaggy:]
Next Sunday Na Miss Me (Hear Me)
Soap Opera Cant Sweet So (Hear Me)
Just Sight Some Kinda Sista (Hear Me)
Haffi Secure Me Walk Tru The Pearly Gates
[Shaggy:]
Next Sunday Na Miss Me (Hear Me)
Soap Opera Cant Sweet So (Hear Me)
Just Sight Some Kinda Sista (Hear Me)
Haffi Secure Me Walk Tru The Pearly Gates
Me A One No Go Church For How Long Rather Seem To Demanding And Put On A Slam But Me Woman She A Pressure Me To Go Confession So Me Decide Fi Go And Kill The Conversation So Me Sit Down Right Beside Sister Pam Who A Tell Me Everything About The Congregation Bout Sister Paulette And Her Gay Husband And How She Still A Sleep With The Ni Ni Bus Man Sister Gwen Claim She A Christian But A Last Night Them Catch Her In A Stone Love Session She A Do Duty Dance To The Matteran Song And A Say She Get The Thing Them From Baby Cham
[Chorus:]
Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving
Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them No Careless Living Living
[Chorus:]
Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving
Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them No Careless Living Living
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Saturday, December 16, 2006
chamillionaire feat crazy bone-ridin
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolli They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drink and dro
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known
Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome
Bookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'mma 'bout to pull up at your home and it's on
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty ... (more) (less)
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