are you good with lyrics??? If you are throw up the lyrics to Kurupt-Gangsta boogie

one sec.

Gangsta Boogie? or space boogie?


[Kurupt]
Yeah *****... Westcoast
Westcoastin', floatin', oh so floatin'
*****!... G'z... Young Gotti

I'm like... **** a ***** and **** you too
It's so many different things that i'm gon' do
Switches all ****ed up
Livin' in the '80's jackin' *****s for Nissan trucks
A quarter piece to flip
It's me and Daz and two *****es
I never gave a ****, ***** Daz and Kurupt
They say this ain't the way to get rich!
I might as well get me a *****!
I don't get it, I take it
Put a glitch in the Matrix
Flip some bricks to strip ya ***** naked
'Cause I just don't care, live from "G" square
Wit a vest and a cup to put in the air
*****... **** a ***** and **** you too
What a punk motha****a like you gon' do?
... I holla'd at Dr. Dre, hit up Bigg Snoop
Wit the candy cut-cut perfectly on fued
It's on one, nah he said it's on two
On fifteen shells, ducked and detailed, de-railed
All you to want do
Do what the **** you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Blast through ya home or blast to hit doors
Crap like the crap table, Kane and Abel
I'm signed-out Sinatra, galactic Gallahgar
Metal physical, sixteen Calibur metallica
'Sane asylum shanker, big and little banker
Punk motha****a, motha****, motha****a, yeah *****
We can go heads *****
You *****es be hatin' *****, heard what I said *****
Lend me some bread *****, keep ya chest bust like lead *****s
The fed *****, Daz and Fred *****
Kurupt Young Gotti, baby face Capone
We on Niastra, ***** on the microphone
Never never have I ever gave a ****
Dat ***** Daz Dillinger, Fred, Kurupt
And we do what the **** we want to do too
Get what we got to get to get through
And we blast what we got blast to get ours
Life of a gangsta in a world of stars
Light what ya wanna light to light fire
Big arsonist blew to white fire
Do what the **** you want to do too
Get what ya got to get to get through, through, through
Just do it... don't stop

[Nate Dogg]
All my *****s on the Northside, getcha money right away
All my *****s on the Southside, let 'em know that you don't play
And say them *****s on the ********, ain't some *****s you contest
Unless you stuck up in a time-warp, you all ready know about the West
They say them *****s on the Northside, keep tabs on they skrill
All my *****s on the Southside, try to make anotha mil'
All my *****s on the ********, make million dollar bills
All my *****s on the Westside, been doin' this fo' years
Throw ya motha****in' hands up somebody
Throw ya motha****in' hood up somebody
What dem *****s do, they ride
What dem *****s do, they ride, ride
Throw ya motha****in' hands up somebody
Throw ya motha****in' hood up somebody
What dem *****s do, they ride
What dem *****s do, they ride, ride

[Kurupt]
Mac, Young Gotti, **** the world *****
Daz Dillinger, Fredwreck, Dogg Pound, L.A. life
****a on Beach world, 30 enemies cuz!
They tryna murder you, you know who I'm talkin' to *****!
2000, screech it on 'em, riders, the real riders
Dogg Pound Gangsta riders, hoodsies

i feel like dancing

Originally posted by Playful Agony
i feel like dancing

Atta girl! $1 here you go!

Lets dance then...


http://www.sangfroid.com/cuba/dancing.jpg

hahahahahahaaa oh thanks for the $1bill

Originally posted by Playful Agony
hahahahahahaaa oh thanks for the $1bill

Your welcome, I guess I was just raised to believe that not tipping the dancer is rude...

Just Blaze!

[Snoop]
Ehehe, oh really?
You know what? .. You talk too much
Hoe get up out my face unless you tryin to ****
Cause on the real a ***** kinda drunk
And right now the way you lookin ***** you fly as ****
I don't even know if I done had too much
You play too much, I had to ****
Cuddled you up and put my hands on your butt
Rubbin your stuff and now your pants full of nut
.. You can't tell me nuttin
Let me shoot my thang on your bellybutton
I got to, keep it gangsta
Your homegirl want some, I just might bank her
Shank her, bank her, and take her bankroll
Big Snoop Dogg and my game is way cold
Never, ever, overexpose
I usually got a car with a room full of hizzoes

[Chorus]
Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously
Soopa-Duper, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously

[Soopafly]
Now *****, check it out, where my money, c'mon break it out
Just sayin hoe, I ain't playin c'mon, take it out
Dick down the track, c'mon, we gon' work it out
Straight pimp **** we on, we gon' church it out
(If you don't know) I'm quick to change up stick
My dick in yo' mouth and aim up
Open up your eyes you'll see my navel
Flip down my drawers, you'll see that label
Sniffed so much 'caine/Kane, the ***** got able/Abel
Put the switch on, directed my cable
Splash! What head work and what ass
***** stop my dick hurtin, now **** Daz
Run fast if I tell ya ***** walk
Get caught, I'm takin all that ***** got
I don't need no relationship
All I really had in mind was my dick, yo' face and lips, c'mon

[Chorus]
Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously
Hovi Baby, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously

[Jay-Z]
Young! Woo! Hov'! Yes
She wanna meet the only king on the East coast
Hook me up witcha boy Snoop she said he so low
I never get the chance to get at him
Only on the TV when I blow kisses at him, muah
Listen here madam, you can throw the ***** at him
If it ain't about snatch, well it just won't happen!
.. Hov ain't into backwards mackin
.. How backwards that is
.. I don't love 'em though
'Less makin a little paper then I love 'em the most
If she's, sneakin in the club with the toast
I'm flyin the friendly skies with 36 hoes
****, I can get a chef to cook for me
Talk about some paper if you tryin to book me
Ma, you can keep your head
I got, expensive habits that need the bread

[Chorus]
Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously
Snoopy, ooh-wee, you so fly
Can I give you a little piece of the pie?
Shake it, bake this thing for me
Cause you just flow so viciously

"Let's go do the bump.. give me that funky stuff" {*repeat 4X*}

[Nate Dogg]
I like the way you shakin that ass, so don't stop
Slang that ass like I used to slang rocks
Bend over trick let me get to that spot
Later on you can lick on my lollipop
I like the way you shakin that ass, so don't quit
You know you get a hella response from my dick
Don't put your ****in clothes back on 'til you rich
The type of woman I want tonight, a straight *****!

u like that song??

can u get the lyrics to "thug Passion"2pac

Aight, new drink
one part alazhay one part chrystal
Thugs Passion baby
y'all know what time it is
This drink is Gauranteed to get the ***** wet and the dick hard
now if ya with me
Pour a glass and drink with a *****
know what I mean ?
I ain't trying to turn you all *****s into alcholics
Alcholics [ha ha]
I'm just trying to turn you into mutha****in thugs
So come and get some of this thug passion Baby
Verse One: Dramacydal
I could pull out the drink
and be good 'till it's relavent but
I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a *****
like its Heaven sent
Tripping over dead presidents
they got these derelicts
I throw was down with this business
Tryin' clown and get a cent
and so rather
than stand forever, been thinking
drinking over a felony
and hell of me and how it will be some other ****
People telling me to cool out
But they ain't feeling me
a mutha ****in fool 'bout
my ****in cheddar cheese
and it pleases, passion of mine
Thuggin huggin plenty of G's
and laughing while I pass through times
And all thes back stabbers be watchin
Just keep it plain
I'm a keep it the same partner
Just take it the simple game
I can pinkle with the rain twinkling
diamonds and thangs go plinklin
enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinklin
and These adversaries
they gonna have to be worrying
cuz I'm a be illing
Fufillin my Passion
Till I'm burryin'
My Thug Passion
Chorus: Jewell
I heard it's the bomb
and you got it going on
give me some of your Thug Passion Babby
You got me dripping wet
from the way you make me sweat
give me some of your Thug Passion Babby
owwowwwowwww
Verse Two: Dramacydal
Now what if me
turn this Henessee
into a robbery
the Prophecy probably suddenly
switch and How it supposed to be?
And Dirty money
Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see
Born in a position
Death collision
was futuristic
twisting riches
But there is only one way to make mo'
so I'm standing on the corner
trying to hustle in the snow
and My bigga bro
couldn't know
but buy a four four
blasting at playa hating
wantin' mo'
with a Thug Passion
Verse Three: 2Pac
Putting down mashin'
control by this Thug's Passion
unlike them other bustas pistol blastin'
I'm asking, What Happened?
To the *****s who kept it real
like they claim to
that's when I bang do
see thang true
Traveling this road my poor soul
has been consolidated
with all this bull**** I done tolerated
How I made it
can easily stated
it's like my heart be gripped with the Passion
to be the ****ing greatest
Load up and take ****
(Dramacydal)
Make this to some high dollar gangster ****
jack a stack till we got enought bank to split
Verse Four: Storm
Creep with me
through that Imortal flow
Thug Passion got you tremblin'
like Death on the Row
make your move
so I can throw your mind a curve
while i'll be blowin up tha scene
like my ***** Mr. Herb
take a toke
as your heart goes full arrest
I got tha bomb
so *****, **** tha rest
ya need a 3rd to get ya flowin'
and let that loc see smoke
feelin' tha strokes of tha nine squeeze tight and slow
Chorus
Verse Five: 2Pac
They say money don't make tha man
but damn i'm makin' money
observin' you mutha****ers
cause some of you *****es funny
say you want it
but you bull****in'
lickin' them lips
you got me about to act a fool quick
sippin' on some Alazay and Cristal, meanwhile
buy me a drink
and get to winking at me
she smiles
a *****s full of passion
Satisfaction is everlastin'
How does it feel ?
what i'm askin'
while i'm rubbin' on that ass
why you laughin' ?
see, i'm diggin' as if i'm curious
full blown and furious
baby get a grip
when I be doin' this
It's so physical
my attraction
driven by alchol
beware of my reaction
baby i'm born to ball
thugged out on Death Row
You better recognize
and picture what I said so
Now you can feel it
it's a potion for my *****s in motion
forever blastin'
*****es ain't ready for this Thug Passion
Chorus 4X

Now thats the ****ing jam right there!!!!!!!

"Ice Ice Baby"

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!

Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.

Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold

Uh oh...............

It might be time to dance with GhosT^x0 soon..............

i say bring it dave, and if you need some flash entries in the dance off let me know.

Hahahahaha!!! Kaps!

I love the beat to Ice Ice Baby...

so u be bumping that ice ice baby in yourt car all the time while your out huh..

Yep want to join me? It's the coolest :)

yes we will go down all the streets in the geto and blast vanilla ice. im down, Oh and we have to put that song on repeat

Ok you have a gun right?

When should we do this. We'll go cruise to Compton and get Ensanity.

Yeah? LOL

i have 3 water guns, gangsters are stupid, so im sure it will fool them

can someone put the lyrics to britney spears/i'm a slave

know I may be young but I've got feelings too
And I need to do what I feel like doing
So let me go and just listen

All you people look at me like I'm a little girl
Well did you ever think it'd be ok for me to step into this world?
Always saying, "Little girl, don't step into the club"
Well I'm just tryin' to find out why, 'cause dancing's what I love, yeah
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
I know I may come off quiet
I may come off shy
But I feel like talkin', feel like dancin' when I see this guy
What's practical, what's logical, what the hell, who cares
All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancing there

CHORUS

I'm a slave for you
I cannot hold it, I cannot control it
I'm a slave for you
I won't deny it, I'm not trying to hide it

Baby, don't you wanna dance up on me
To another time and place
Oh, baby, don't you wanna dance up on me
Leaving behind my name and age
Like that. You like that?
Yeah. Now watch me
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
I really wanna dance tonight with you
I really wanna do what you want me to
I really wanna dance tonight with you
I really wanna do what you want me to
Baby, don't you wanna dance up on me
To another time and place
Oh, baby, don't you wanna dance up on me
Leaving behind my name and age

CHORUS - repeat

Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it

CHORUS - repeat

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I don't give a ****...That white 5.0 was the ****!!!

Slob on my knob : Juicy J

Slob on my knob
Like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and do your job
Lay on the bed, and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
Juicy is my name
Sex is my game
Let's call the boys, let's run a train
Squeeze on my nuts
Lick on my butt
The natural curly hair, please don't touch
First find a mate
Second find a place
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face
Real name rover
I said bend over
I started to knock, then came the odor
Smelled like mush
Shouldn't had a woosh
Told her to stop, and take a dush
While she did that
I didn't want the cat
So I found out and never came back

Suck a ***** dick or some (4x)

My ***** D-Magic
Said they had to have it
I said just forget it, it's too craby
Know a little freak, in Hollywood
Sucks on dick, does it real good
She'll give you money, feel up your tummy
House full of kids, parents all schummy
Once had a down, backyard ground
Hit it from the back
Enjoy the sound
Lay on the cover
Always use the rubber
Till I got caught, ****ing with her mother
She blamed it on me
We fought in the street
She pulled out a knife, so I had to flee
Called up the boys
Went to her house
Charged the whole place
Threw the ***** out
Police busted in
Where the *****s at
We left just in time, and never came back
Roll through the hood, waving at the freaks
Who's sniffing all the rocks, and smoking all the geeks
Made another stop
Police station
Saw a few cops
Drove by and sprayed them
Licensee tag number
A ***** said he saw
Bogus all the time
Never get caught
Slob on my cat
Cause you know it's fat
Check in with me
And do that
Wait a second freak
I know you from the streets
My ***** Hurry T
Has seen you through his mean
They call you little red
The one who slobs on head
And drinks a *****s nut
Until you well and fed
To see what she's about
I creaped to her house
To catch her in her blouse
And see how big her mouth
She pulled me to her room
To get the ****in soon
I didn't have a rubber
I ****ed with two balloons
Lay on the bed
That's all she said
Her ***** has one problem
Twisted tight in streads
The ****en sounds were tunes
I ****ed her with a broom
She rode it like a horse
The blood came rushing soon
When I seen that
I didn't want the cat
So I found out
And never came back

[Chorus]
Bloods on dick
Does it real good
Bloods bloods on dick
Does it real good
Bloods on dick
Does it real good
Bloods bloods on dick
Does it real good

My ***** D Magic
Had said he finally got it
The true and false blow
He said he had to have it
Know a little freak
In big ham
Licks up nuts
Like lickin stamps
She'll grant your wishes
Blow you freaky kisses
House full of G's
Freak horse *****es
Had the little freak
In my *****s jeep
Try to spit some game
To get her suck some meat
Lay on the cover
My natural hair she loved it
Stop ***** stop *****
Please don't touch it
Took her trough some hoods
And let her hoe around
7 street 9 street
And street of walks and brown
Now she's in click
A pro on suckin dick
Until the rugged out
The ***** was smokin bricks
Straight trough the blow pipes
That's all she thought
Runnin from the rehab
Never got caught
(chorus)

what a nice song