Austin Williams - 90s Rap Mashup Text

Songtext zu 90s Rap Mashup

[Verse 1: Ruff Ryders' Anthem]
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop singin'
Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

[Verse 2: Country Grammar]
I'm goin' down down, baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper, baby, cocked, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

[Verse 3: Burbons And Lacs]
I got that wood grain with the leather seats
I got the windows so dark you need a flashlight to see me
Smokin' on that doja

Four of my buddies in the back screamin', "No Limit soldiers!"

[Verse 4: Nuthin' But a G-Thang]
One, two, three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so back on up
'Cause you know we're about to rip stuff up

Give me the microphone first so I can bust it like a bubble
L.A. and Nashville together, man, you know you in troublе
It ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Y’all loc'ed out people so wе're crazy


[Verse 5: Ghetto Love]
Pemember walking you from school and homies hate me
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I know one day, girl, you'll be my lady
You'll probably have my babies, I know it sounds crazy
But thugs need love
If you real, girl, save me

[Verse 6: 1st of Tha Month]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month
Get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month
Get up, get up, get up, everybody singin'

[Verse 7: Air Force Ones]
Give me two pairs
'Cause I need two pairs
So I can get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones
Get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones

[Verse 8: Crazy Rap]
Sayin' Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags
Baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
We can smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
Sellin' tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint
Pick out the seeds and stems
Feeling high as hell
Flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe De Ville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will


[Verse 9: Wanna Be a Baller]
I wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades on my Impala
Caller gettin' paid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money then fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah

[Verse 10: What Would You Do?]
Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night, I was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowing the cup
About five or six strippers trying to work for a buck
And I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Mariah, she went to junior high with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash?
I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last."

She said:
What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
And he's hungry
And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown
I ain't got a job now
Just for you, this is just a good time
But for me, this is what I call life, yeah

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