G-Dep lyrics

G-Dep lyrics

"Blast Off lyrics"

Strive lyrics
Chorus 1: Should we stop (stop) Falling from the ground (falling from the ground) Should we drop (drop) Our hands down from the clouds (hands down from the clouds) do we want (want) To forget about the days (forget about the days) And be lost (lost) For the turn of all the way Verse 1: Now I have to rumage for the ways To feel for me to feel a little complete Warn at with my werie eyes And what I see I dont like what I see
(feat. Mark Curry, Loon)

[G. Dep]
Yeah...
Yeah, me and my man's and them
We gon' blast off
Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop
Come on to the top, blast off
Yeah, yo

Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps
Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep
No 'lax' in my tracks they potent
Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin'
I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter
Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya
When I swerve hit nerves
Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve
And everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum,
?mores trap to mold in?
Once I explode and I, burn up the road and
Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen
Understand, the world's in my hand
G. Dep in this scam, no stunt
Bitch play the front
And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sacCounting lyrics
Now is the glimmering spinning beginning Of something I've prayed for and counted the minutes To be in the shadows of sheltering meadows Of night, here with you in my arms. This is the moment that pauses to hold us As you and I move in a background of wonder, Surrounded by countless enclosures Of nocturnal unspoken music of joy. Counting times you have stood at the foot of my ivory tower And waited, and called out my name by the hou
> Cause yo, I'm about to blast off -

Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone

[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, uh
Who's a nigga harder than me?
On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be
Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth
Got it different? You ain't on what you talkin' about
Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me
I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me
Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get
Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this
Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy
Gutters of the street where my mind be
Play
Grunge Pig lyrics
I didn't take that blow to heart You couldn't tear our home apart You anything you wanted everything I don't have brusies I can show Scars from abuse without a blow You anything you wanted everything You don't owe anything to me I didn't take that blow to heart You couldn't tear our home apart You anything you wanted everything You don't owe anything to me But don't expect me not to live <
the game, get you a 'zil'
Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill
Heat, got it with me still
Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched
Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW
Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace
Bitch, I'm about to-

[G. Dep]
Blast off, yo I get it poppin'
When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin'
Yo, I'm about to blast off
See me at the show, when I rock everybody know
Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock
Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot

[Loon]
Aiyyo son, I'm about to blast off, like an astronaut
Niggas don't wanna see a nigga blast the glock
Niggas don't wanna see a nigga flash the rocks
And pop up in the flashy drop - motherfuckers
Niggas know me, Loon's a gunslinger
Fuck fightin'
Feels Like Sex lyrics
HAVE YOU EVER FELT TOO HOT TO GO TO BED TOUCHED YOURSELF INSTEAD AND WATCHED YOUR BODY TALK, JUST LET YOUR BODY TALK HAVE YOU EVER FELT JUST TOO HUNGRY FOR LOVE THE MORE YOU GET YOU FIND THAT ITS JUST NOT ENOUGH , BUT YOU REALLY CANT GIVE IT UP ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE PUT YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR ARE YOU FEELING YOU KNOW WHAT OR DO YOU REALLY CARE IF IT FEELS LIKE LOVE THEN GIVE IT BABY THATS A RUSH
a nigga, I'm usin' one finger
Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger'
Some niggas get shot, live and become singers
Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified
Than to stand here and testify
But, other than that though, we never get caught
We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal court
We gettin' bread in New York, ain't better the sport
So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support
But, I think it's best you go 'head and just walk
Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse
Yo, I'm about to-

[G. Dep]
Blast off-
Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone