Esham Back in da Day 가사검색 :: 가사집

Back in da Day `Esham`

ain't no need to pretend I aint actin live I'm like a young-ass Michael from the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE) But you don't feel me, the industry for years been trying to kill me Me and my niggas stay in

Out Cold `Esham`

Now once upon a time, way back in the day There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M And he was known to murder them all Gun-clapper leave a rapper brains all on the wall Now, nobody coul fade

Turbulence `Esham`

serving it [Esham] Street lords to my niggas, cheddar boy, clockin' figures Only fuck with the work, just to make my pockets bigger Keep my finger on the trigger, of a AK, Deliver One shot to yo dome,

No War `Esham`

(Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air) Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there) Hut, two, three, four - No War!

Bang `Esham`

"I gotta go back..." ...I bang on everything, boy BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Up jump the boogie And you're just a rookie So I take your cookies boy BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Pay `Esham`

ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs Heres one your ass just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day Thats the reason they made the AK Who just made the 10 o clock

Ex-Girlfriend `Esham`

I used to love her, too bad I had to put a slug through her Dumped her body in the trash like I never knew her Blood runnin down the gutter into the sewer Her body stunk for weeks like horse manure

Hard Times `Esham`

times, we do or die My whole crews fly hands high to the sky So maintain son elevate try to build But now you're still 'cause incarceration is for real Yeah son you know its on Now who would be the clown in

No More Dyin' `Esham`

pack a gun Cause killers it ain't none We all one, and feeling your pain sons Daughters Flap your wings, walk on water I am the ressurection, and the life Trials and tribulations got me speaking in

Boom! `Esham`

[Esham] Mortification is my next demonstration I'd ask you for a light pumping gas at the station Heres my situation: I hate many people So I hear no evil say no evil just like Kanieval Leave you headless

Boss Up `Esham`

Detroit, player I don't care what the price is I don't wear Nike Air force ones no more, baby, I'm sorry My sneakers cost nine hundred dollars and they made by Maury My shit's ridiculous, got gold in

Brick `Esham`

[Esham] Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety split The quicker he flip, the quicker the whip The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped glock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him

Get Doe `Esham`

Meanwhile, back on the east side All i know, Get doe (keep gettin that doe) Flip another O, Get doe (keep gettin that doe) Get it fast or slow, Get doe (keep gettin that doe) Better tell ya hoe, get

Dem Boyz `Esham`

This ones for them boys with the drugs in they house This ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the taps on they phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin

Woo Woo Woo Woo `Esham`

Don't really matter, cause you still my boo boo We can slide out, ride out, back to my hideout Your man will never find out, you should just try it out Ain't no hesitation, baby holla at this action

Detroit `Esham`

7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile [Esham] In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you'll be lucky if your not a victim of a shooting In

Mommy `Esham`

hit it I'd be the first to admit it, its oh so good I'm feelin you, uh uh I'm feelin you So let me be your murderer, the only one thats killing you O-L-D school, kicking game since pre-school Down in

Can't Take That `Esham`

Stay close to a chop, just in case you think not. Baking soda in the water till it bubble in the pot. When its dry it's hard like candy, butter cookies what you got.

Soopa Doopa `Esham`

I'm used to driving Benzes and Porches and Corvettes You might see me in LA on Sunset Or in Nevada, betting, three-digit degrees, not sweatin Wearing leather, super fly, light as a feather, Esham,

All of My Life `Esham`

life I've been searchin the whole world for someone like you To maybe have a daughter or a son that look like you If I was true and you was true and we was true together Well, then theres nothing in

Look at Me `Esham`

"Esham and Twiztid." "Twiztid!" "Who thought it'd happen?" "That's right, bitch" [Chorus: Esham & (Jamie Madrox)] Look at me! Look at me! (Come on dog, I see you stern) Look at me!

Chop Chop `Insane Clown Posse`

[answering machine] (beep) Then you know what you can do You can be a couple of pleasers And take some tweazers And bust every hair on my nutsack Paste em to your back Then jump on the E-Track

Da Da Da `Prince`

Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da (Yeah y'all, it's like that y'all, it's like "Bet Your Life") {sample repeated in song} Yeah It's like rolling in a Bronco pumpin' them pumps U know what I'm

Back To Life `Dresses`

Wake up, you’re not dead, you’re breathing Slowly in my car, my palms sweat Stains your pretty shirt, my lips Oxygenate your world, back to life Shoo-da-da-da-da-da-bum-bum-bum-bum x2 Rest your head my

All Yours (with Amaria & Dylan Sinclair) `Joe Kay`

No more back and forth It drives me crazy Am I really what you want now baby?

Da Da Da `Lil Wayne`

Let me beam you up like Scottie, I got Whitney so just enough for everybody in this party, girl I know you want me, Yeh, give me that monkey, Yeh, that funky monkey, Yeh (that funky monkey) Bass

낭만의 인명록 `라마 (RAMA)`

그 때도 toxicated Drunken Tiger 힙합에 이 한 몸 바치리 Sniper 대학연합 Ninoliba와 Rappetizer Side B in da place to be M I C we ain't tha Killa Bee Uptown baby Uptown UPT 절정신운한아 그리고 P type 난 아직도

Misunderstanding (Back Track) `Da Pump`

Misunderstanding Misunderstanding) 아무것도두려워하지않는 나는 Misunderstanding Misunderstanding 我が人生で一番好きと言えると思ってる (와가진세이데 이치방스키토이에루토 오못테루) 너가 내인생에서 가장좋아라고 말할수있다고생각해 I give one heart to baby (baby) 氣づいているのに過ぎてく one day

Da Blow `East Side Boyz`

"Da Blow" (Feat. Gangsta Boo) [Chorus - Gangsta Boo (9x):] Da blow ... DA pills... Da yak... Da herb...

Da Blow `Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz`

[Chorus - Gangsta Boo (9x):] Da blow ... DA pills... Da yak... Da herb... DA blow..DA blow..DA blow..DA blow..DA blow [Lil' Jon] DA dro, Da percs, da ounce, get Pushed!