Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Crooked I- Wake Up Show Freestyle

New Crooked I, enjoy =)

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Wake up show
yea
Crooked I
On Star
You know
Wake up
Can you turn the beat up a lil bit

The 7 habbits of a highly effective rapper
Habin one homie, dont become a slacker
Habit two, keep a lemon fresh swagger
And keep ya steal sharper then a back stabber dagger
That was habit three, yea you know what comin after
Four is reinvent yourself every other chapter
Habi five whenever you rappin live
Keep the crowd in it, without them any rapper dies
Habit six, watch what you advertise
Cuz the captain tries to capitalize on you trappin ties
Habit seven, ignore the critics
Even if the picture you paint is more then vivid
Especially if the MCs life you was born to live it
No regrets, like you were born to spit it
Yea, keep these habits in constant consideration
And swayin a tec might just send you an invitation
To stand next to some of the hottest spitters in the nation
Like Crooked I and the I stands for intimidation
Its like I just threw some dollar over my bed
I can afford to freestyle cuz I'm rollin in bread
And the flow cold as the dead
Put a permanent wheelchair under both your legs
For not knowin the ledge
Dont push me, I'm close to the edge
Like melly mel said
The king of the jungle I blow you to shreads
i dont got enough rappers to compete with
The way I flow on an instrumental, when i spittn im gettin sea sick
You dont know my techniques and secets
Beats and rhymes or knives and forks these are things I eat with
Wake up show allstar, I'm all bars callin all...HAHA

Aye tec
You know you gotta stop me
Cuz Imma go on forever
Wake up show
Crooked!
I missed em days
hahahah

Hell Rell- Get Ready [AS REQUESTED]

Typed it up quick for the request on HHB

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Yea
ughh
yea
ughh
Ahh man this niggas aint ready for this shit b
RUGA!

Top gunas, top top gunnas (yea)
Top gunas, top top gunnas DIPSET!
They just turned up my mic can you hear me now
I just got my jewlery cleaned can ya see me now.
(can all ya fuck niggas see me)
Ya'll niggas better get ready
For an early grave that is
yeaaa, yeaaa, yeaaa
ugh

Im livin by the mafia rules like Gotti would
I go broke, do a sex tape with Megan Good and sell it to hollywood
Comeptition they all die, nigga you the four guy
Baby I'm the big potato, hes a small fry
Got money I aint gotta front on you
I'll let you keep ya chain, rememba I got one on you
Thats your crew, they aint tough they gun run on you
I need a ginny pig, let me test my gun on you
So I can show you where to cop the white and get the tan
You gettin money dont forget your man
You for the bezel dont forget the band
If rap was wrestlin then I'm Vince McMahon
My lil homie just got initiated
And he gotta eat somethin just to show me he ready
And motherfucka you lookin like spaghetti
I'm perfect timin with the diamonds
So you know you gotta VVS me
I'm out of this world girl, you can't GPS me

Get ready my nigga, get ready
I told you that I'm comin for the fetti
So nigga get ready
Jason, Michael Meyers, Freddy
Fuck them, I'm more scary
So nigga get ready
Fully loaded and, I'm rollin in
I'm focused but, you know this
Get ready nigga nigga get ready
Get ready nigga nigga get ready

Look in my closet, I'm gun crazy
You need that piff, I got quarters for a buck and halves is 180
The ounce 360 and the pound 55
I aint worried about rap money, niggas gunna give me mines
Reminicing way back to the old times
The block was a gold mine
Now its all flooded with pro 9
I walk in the priecing, briefcase full of bucks
Tell the Loutennant make sure the chief get his cut
Fuck, it was either hip hop or a lifeless bid
I was runnin through 50s house when it was Tysons crib
Mike and Robert Gibbins sniffin in the kitchen
Bently, new addition
Thats the johnny guilt car
Killa Cam got me poppin, got em rocky watchin
Made one hundred grand off oxy cottons
Quarter mil of the diesel and the purp
Man I dont wanna talk fam
I just wanna see you in the dirt
Get ready!

Get ready my nigga, get ready
I told you that I'm comin for the fetti
So nigga get ready
Jason, Michael Meyers, Freddy
Fuck them, I'm more scary
So nigga get ready
Fully loaded and, I'm rollin in
I'm focused but, you know this
Get ready nigga nigga get ready
Get ready nigga nigga get ready

You need me in your life yea you need me in your life
What would the gangstas do if I stopped breathin on the mic
How would the hustlas feel if i stopped speakin bout the white
Probably stop sellin hard and get regular jobs
Make history, make a lot of money nigga wont I
Make this gangsta shit look real good dont I
The only reason you got no respect for the city cops
The reason you put a lil pep in your diddy bop
Ask your C-E-O, and the label that hired you
You came in the game, after Ruga I expired you
And if you sayin that aint truth you a liar you
I hope you talk flyer
You aint know about that 9-11 drop
Cuz of me you a Porche driver
I hope you love rap, so where the love at
Everyday these niggas criticize me but tell me
What would the game be without me
Get ready!!

Get ready get ready
Get ready get ready
Lil niggas a genius
Get ready get ready
Get ready get ready
Whos unstoppable

The Game ft/ Mars- Through My Eyes

Highly requested on numerous forums, so i jumped on it. I think I got it. I am not positive about the last line of the hook its hard to hear. enjoy =)

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Life aint fair, and sometimes get black like
The nike airs, and thats when i go back back
Where, to the block where the dreams never stop
Cuz its hard to dream when your dream was bein on top
And you already there, so you look down into the city of c
Life aint what it used to be, kids fantacize about how a phantom ride
If you can track a star then welcome to the enterprise
Hop in a spaceship and fly fly away
Past the clouds with Marvin Gaye and Tupac stay
And never wanna come back like Jay Master Jay
Matter of fact, close your eyes lets pass away

If you can see straight through my eyes
If I left this world tomorrow and said goodbye
If you can take one thing with you what would it be
If you could be with me

Wouldnt be hearin this if it werent for
He inspired what I wrote, bought his album today
Then i threw it in my car and let the CD play
You are superstars is what the CD say
And on the evening this morning I'm like Stevie J
Makin love to the music like my Stevie Play
When I rap the hood listens, ghetto TV
And the devil tries hard just to see me break
Thats when I switch switch cars, and I cross my heart
Knowin that I am God Son like the belly of Nas
I used to dream hard about bein in belly wit Nas
Even the ghetto Mozart couldnt play that part
Like the Eli Mannings when they play that hard
Everybody aint a Giant but they play that card
And that card is dealt, and em blows are felt
Like a Mayweather jab that land below the belt

If you can see straight through my eyes
If I left this world tomorrow and said goodbye
If you can take one thing with you what would it be
If you could be with me

Like a candle in the dark and lead yourself to the light
And when you there blow it out so you can sleep through the night
The sun rise in the mornin and your future get bright
Bright as the ice in my ear its like a movie premire
And you can be Denzel, heres your oscar tip
If you can memorize your lines without reading the script
Then you can walk through the force while your standing still
You could get lucky like force, 20 million a film
And with that, you can buy yourself a football field
Build a field of dreams for kids who got that skill
Marry a legend like Jada if you got that will
But laugh now cry later if you pop that pill
Seem fun for a moment but it not that real
Cuz your life is ice cold and you got that chill
So tomorrow when you wake and you spend that will
Just remember what I told you from on top that hill, thats real

If you can see straight through my eyes
If I left this world tomorrow and said goodbye
If you can take one thing with you what would it be
If you could be with me

The Game- Baggage Claim

besides 2 little errors I think I got the rest, enjoy

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DJ Haze
Wutsup nigga, niggas know what the fuck it is
the main nigga, yea
Look

I be down in lil Haiti, bagin a lil weezy and a lil baby
In a drop top mercedes, I'm not what your used to
I'm a lil koo-koo, I'll put this 9 on your head like a fuckin bluetooth
And let the smoke from the benz exhaust blend with
the smoke from the cough cuz that marijuana I'm smokin
Mary J whats the 411, call guidos people i need 4 more guns
And shoutout to LL for no fuckin reason
Cuz he the reason Def Jam was ever breathin
Number one, you niggas cant fuck with son
Number two, new DJs dont have a clue
Number three, to ever to be a real MC
You have to go back to '88 and battle Cool G
Then battle Cool Jay with Cool Herp judgin
Im the opposite of the levy in new orleans im not budging
Niggas talkin bout they cars, nigga I got a dozen
You couldnt see Game if you were Chris Paul cousin
While we talkin bout cousin, if you was cousin
Then i'll be blooding, so you still aint sayin nothin
I'm comin outta customs, on the phone with busta
Lil duffle bag boys, i'm swimmin in trust funds
So trust that its fun, let ms. white scholar (?)
and this white collar touch my ones
Jay got married, whatup b
I wish i could of threw the rice, just like salt to me
And I'm right where i ought to be
Across from Jack Nickolson nigga playoff seats
Whatup Bynum, hows that playoff ...(?)
Next timeout tell kobe run the playoff me
Cuz I dribbled in hallways allday, did drive bys in broad day
And i lost a homie in a car chase
think I'm bullshittin call Face, call Mase
Im a ghetto boy nigga i grew up on scarface
Call Nas, how that cuban cigar taste
Ask about the homie Suge, I'll blow the smoke in your face
Now wouldnt it be gangsta if i knocked out the nigga that hit him
At the club throw up a motherfuckin dub
Im an animal around these parts, I'm a cannibal around your heart
Hannibal chewin through cantelope
Couldnt find a doctro I had to make my own antedote
Never detox and I blow it like Barry Manelope
Cali Cronic Purple Haze, twistin up a back wood
Thinkin bout when I was runnin through 50s back woods
In Conneticut my eddicate was gangsta
Damn, I was right there when he dropped wanksta
Thr good ole days, smokin the good ole js
Rockin good ole Js, the nigga proof or the number fours
I like the number nines, them shits were hot in the summertime
Keep playin I'll put your ass up under mine
the old Jimmy Henchmen, thats my ratchet game
Welcome to Compton, corners call it baggage claim

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Trey Songz- Live Your Life Freestyle

More Trey Songz, enjoy

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So these instrumentals they get all over the internet right
Bobby Fisher put em on the jump drive
I then take the jump drive downstairs
I record the record, i put it on the jump drive
I then proceed to take the jumpdrive back upstairs, mp3 ready
The record then is emailed to DJ Flip before anyone else
DJ Sense will get the next email
Then its to you baby, the world
Youtube comments blogs boards
I do this, because nothing is safe
haha, yea

Game who gunna play today
Guess its going to be Trey today
Rappin for VA today, ignorin what a hater say
Got my own lane, guess its safe to say I paved the way
Playin like the lakers back in '88
M-J fade away in '98, safe to say that I am great
You can say Im hungry, I could eat a lions plate
Im a carnivore, I said before
Its breakfast time, im spittin out metaphors
I guess I'm hella bored, or hella talented
Who else can flip this nigga TIP's shit like I done did
Do two songs before I hit the airport
In my wife beater, and my air shorts
Dre headphones, Trey head gone
Pick a line, any rhyme and its dead homes
Cuz I kill beats, like a steal piece
And a steal piece, if you dont feel me
Cuz I'm still me, and I'm filthy
Livin my life until they kill me
Dont believe I'm dope you must be smokin on that real b
Thiss a real G you facin, no not mason
I am just amazing, skill and grace
They extra tho like episodes of Will and Grace
Smokin presidential while I chill gettin face
Im so Bill Clinton, the head of my state
This aint nothin new there, catch me out on Pluto
Im outta this world where in the world are you goin
Somewhere back there, like back back where
My fans got me, they will never trap me
Thats exactly what I say they can never stop me
Everything I do is cold, Apallacian Rockies
Mountain tops are cold as shit, lets just see how cold i get
Cuz Im goin to the top, holla when you notice it
Fadala Fidalala however the sample go
Say I got it oh so, what i need a sample fo
Got a lotta green, not enough to get a phantom tho
Run through the green like a deer on some antelope
Pressures on me, but aint nothin I cant handle tho
Nuttin I aint seen, game sweeter then a cantelope
Im like the villian and they can be the good guys
Im Heath ledger, my roles much better
No joker tho, face like poker tho
Furthest you chillys been is the Polkanose
All the Gs say trigga its your time gain
Plus the woman feel him, as if they were ridin him

Its the T
And then its the R
Gimme an E
The Y
Songzzz
This is for free
This is no charge
Do wit with ease
This is my heart

You killin it right (yep)
TREEEEYYYYYYYYYYY
Middle fingers to haters
he killin it right (yep)
TREEEEYYYYYYYYYYY
From VA to Jamacia he killin it right (Songz)
He tight, he right
He tight, he killin it right
He tight, he right
He tight, he killin it right
Believe that, ohhhhh
ayyye ayye

Aint nobody dope like songz
Imma let the beat go on
By the Paper Trail on hold
Forever Imma keep my grind on
Aint nobody on the shit that Im on
Not that I'm on, no
Either imma go hard or go home
And i aint goin home

Its the T
And then its the R
Gimme an E
The Y
Songzzz
This is for free
This is no charge
Do wit with ease
This is my heart

You killin it right (yep)
TREEEEYYYYYYYYYYY
Middle fingers to haters
he killin it right (yep)
TREEEEYYYYYYYYYYY
From VA to Jamacia he killin it right (Songz)
He tight, he right
He tight, he killin it right
He tight, he right
He tight, he killin it right
Believe that, ohhhhh
ayyye ayye

Sunday, September 28, 2008

50 Cent- 50 For President

I had trouble taking down the names in the outro. besides that I dont think I did that bad. Enjoy.

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Ladies and gentlemen
I know you were very suprised when you heard for the first time
50 cent is running for president
I would like to thank you all for tuning in to these debates
Some really important issues to address
And I would love to answer your questions to hear your suggestions
After I propose
Im not just another politician politicin
its ya boy 50!

Yea I had smoked a couple pounds but i neva inhale
Been in custody before but never in jail
Baby i love you like America dont talk to me fly
But I promise if you do bitch i'll black ya eye
See the hood fucked up I got a plan for the crisis
Bring the dope in em boats and lower cocaine prices
At stage 1 Imma plan to pacify the depression
When everybody high who gives a fuck about recession
Imagine gas prices 20 dollars a gallon
D's catch a nigga and have to walk to the island
My main aim is to take away pain
Its ok get fucked up mayne
Got that purple, roll that shit
Got that pill pop, take that trip
Got that henessy, man take that sip
Its pinacle when you get higher then a motherfucka
And I know you think you know my style
Suprise nigga I had changed it now
5 years, Im the nigga you been hatin on
December 9th imma give you what you waitin for

Before I self destruct motherfucka
Its 50, im in detroit right now
I got Em in the other room, Dre in here
We puttin it together
Imma hit the restart button
It gunna feel like i started it all ova again
Like its '03 and this is get rich
My album come with a full length movie
A feature film I'm like prince right now
Its like purple rain man
Stupid, produced and directed by 50 Cent
Starring Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson
Clifton Brown, Trench, (?) Elijah Williams,(?)
Shouts to all my niggas in paterson new Jersey
Aight I gotta go back to work on my album
Its classic, December 9th
50, thats right THISIS50.com
On demand entertainment, peace
Oh yea, dont forget to vote for me

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Trey Songz- Whatever You Like Freestyle

TREY SONGZ ON HIS GAME LATELY, ANOTHA SONG TYPED BY ME. ENJOY

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Yuupp!

Im a tell you right now, nothing is safe
Lets go, Songz (Songz), That right (That right)
They gon have to wait cuz I really do kill this shit
Stacks on deck, and baby you know the song,
So sing along, cmon...

Shawty what it is though, you know who I is though
When we ready you can come, and you can let ya friend go
You can let your friend come too
Cuz, I picture your friend on you (Yup!)
Smokin killa Indo, got it from my kinfolk
Haters what you made for, cuz you know you dead broke
What they let you in for, shawty you a ten though
Wont you hop yo ass up in them benz doors
Cuz, once you let me touch it, aint no need for discussion
Im a have yo body buzzin, like an automatic weapon
I know its a recession, but Im making an exception, for yo bad ass
If you want that damn bag, then gon and grab it
You can have it, just one swipe of this here plastic
Girl, I bet you wont be stressin, if you let them panties lessin
I mean listen Im the truth, and just want you fruits and juices
One more look at your pass, throw the dueces (Yuupp!)

Stacks on deck, thats on my life
You never wear the same thing twice,
If you like with ya boy tonighttt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!,
And you gon have the best sex of yo life,
Twice, three time, four time,
We gon get it on toniiigghhhhtt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!

We up on that E&G, some bonified drinkers
She gave me that brain, she a hella fine thinker
Thought process is sex'em from desk to the sink her
Body so wet, I got her so wet
I be her supplier, she give me the fire
She never get tired, call her in her dryser
Funny, funny ride, I got my money right
You can tell what Im doing, by the tires on my ride
Stretch out so wiidddee, them 26s
Ya'll dudes listen, Im screw pimpin
Ya'll sto-pigeons, somethin like when Im on stool shittin
Let me tell you what, ya'll dudes listen
A bit of my style, a bit of my flow, a bit of my smile, a bit of my clothes
Maybe just a bit of my dough
Any time you want to, pick up the telephone to,
Call me to your house, show you what Im bout
I'll be so ablige, now hop up in my ride
With them gold packs, know thats extra L size

Stacks on deck, thats on my life
You never wear the same thing twice,
If you like with ya boy tonighttt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!,
And you gon have the best sex of yo life,
Twice, three time, four time,
We gon get it on toniiigghhhhtt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!

Tell me what you like, I got it
Tell me what you need, I got it
Tell me what you want, I got it
Tell me what it be, I got it
Supersiizzeee, like some friieesss
Like McDonald, my big Ronald will make you roll yo eyes back
Tell me can you buy that, tell me can you ride that
Once I get inside, Im a glide like a slide at Water Woorrlldd
You tha girl, and Im tha mannnn
So understand...

Stacks on deck, thats on my life
You never wear the same thing twice,
If you like with ya boy tonighttt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!,
And you gon have the best sex of yo life,
Twice, three time, four time,
We gon get it on toniiigghhhhtt
You can have whatever you likeeee
Yeeaaaahhhh!

Trey Songz- Paper Planes Freestyle

I JUST FINISHED MY FIRST LYRIC TYPE UP FOR THIS FREESTYLE IN WHICH I FEEL IS INSANE. PLEASE DONT TAKE CREDIT FOR MY WORK

-KINGQ
(9/21/08 10:34 EST)

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Songzz is my nameeee (feel me on this)

Im fly thats why haters mention my name
you can catch me in virginia aint anotha quite the same
if you from around here you know how a nigga play
chevys pretty heavy twistin up the mary j (yep)
I like white paper gettin high out my brain
I can make your body quiver, can you take a lil pain
you be comin round here like every other day
i live the playa life, i do it the playa way
she said IM WORKIN WORKIN BABY
I said IM TRIGGA TREY
She said IM WORKIN WORKIN BABY WHEN IM WORKIN I GET PAID (what?)
Plus i got this tooly goons learkin every day
So dont get foolish with me or i gotta let it spray (fo sure)
I told her cool it baby I get coochie every day (day)
My life is like a movie so which role u tryin 2 play (play)
I got a big jucuzzi with some groupies on the way
And you can come along
LOOK BABY YOU GOTTA PAY

Hold up baby, know what baby
Can I swell up like you crazy
Play me like im checkers
Show respect you should know better
Trust me i know better
And you a paper shreader if you think i can not show you how to be a paper stretcher (whats that)
She said fuck the bullshit i just want the chedda
Now I aint on dis bullshit she be a hoe foreva
NIGGA FUCK THE BULLSHIT I JUST WANT THE CHEDDA
SWIZZ, PROVALONE, MANARE, MOZARELLA WHATEVA

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (yep)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money (songz!)
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (yep)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money (songz!)
[2x]

System full of that tronee (trone)
Mixin weed and brown and shit
We gunna really be gone
Now she says she down and shit

But Im on to the next one, VIP section
no objection
Full of em blessins
Known this women
Room is spinnin
talkin about all the videos shes been in
jeezy and weezy and ne-yo and chris
Im weezin and breathin the leaves of the piff
Cool baby, ooh baby, I'll do one with you maybe
Shit, theres a camera at the crib crazy
And we can shoot this scene
No shirts, no jeans
Walk around like you work for me
I kindly get behind you grindin and you remove your skirt for me
She responded certainly, i think that could work for me
Can he sign reciets for my bottles, thats kinda purgery
10 bottles a couple dollas all that shit was worth to me
Its on girl, we gone
Then she said she dont work for free (damn)

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (yep)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money (songz!)
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (yep)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money (songz!)
[2x]

Trigga trey songz
First world hypocrasy
Drinkin more liquor then the A-E-D-C
not for real though
I'll just try to say sumthin like shawty said (cmon)
some some some I murdo
Some I let gooo
Some some some I some I murder
Soooo I let goooooooooooo

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)(she wanna)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money (she wanna)
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)(she wanna take)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)(take my)
And take your money (mone-dededey)

All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (ow)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!) (she wanna die)
And take your money
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) (ohhhhhhhhhh)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!) (**conintued ohhhh)
And take your money (**continued ooh)

Now everybody just snap (cmon)
Its so silent for
wouldnt you agree
just roll with your boy
S-O-N-G with a Z
Of course