1.Try Again
Vocal：Aaliyah
Timbaland's Intro：
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you
left you, without a dope beat to step to
step to, step to, step to
Verse 1：
What would you do, to get to me？
What would say, to have your way？
Would you give up or try again,
If I hesitate to let you in？
Now would you be yourself, or play a role？
Tell all the boys, or keep it low？
If I say no, would you turn away,
Or play me off or would you stay (oooohhh)...
Chorus：
If at first you don't succeed (first you don't succeed),
Then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust if off and try again, try again
'Cause if at first you don't succeed (at first you don't
succeed)
You can dust it off and try again, dust yourself off and try
again,
Try again
Verse 2：
I'm went you, you went me,
but I can't let it go, so easily
Not 'till I see, where this could be,
could be eternity, or just week
You know our chemistry, is off the chain
It's perfect now, but will it change？
This ain't a yes, this ain't a no
Just do your thang, and we'll see how it goes (oooohhh)...
Chorus：
If at first you don't succeed (first you don't succeed),
then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust if off and try again, try again
'Cause if at first you don't succeed (at first you don't
succeed)
You can dust it off and try again, dust yourself off and try
again,
try again
Bridge：
See you don't wanna throw it all away,
I might be shy on the first day, but what about the next day
(huh, huh, huh, huh)
See you don't wanna throw it all away,
I might be buggin' on the first day but what about the next day
(huh, huh, huh, huh)
Chorus：
If at first you don't succeed (first you don't succeed),
then dust yourself off and try again
You can dust if off and try again, try again
'Cause if at first you don't succeed (at first you don't
succeed)
You can dust it off and try again, dust yourself off and try
again,
try again
Timbaland's Outro：
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you
left you, without a dope beat to step to
step to, step to, step to
2.Come Back In One Piece
Vocal：Aaliyah／Dmx
Don't do me Greasy, okay
Uh, ay yo
You know what a dog needs
Do you really know what a dog needs？
Uh a dog needs a grrr!
What？ What？ A dog needs a grrr!
Come on
Not just any uh but a real uh
That's gonna hold that dog down
Arf! Arf!
Baby I am what I am, I'm gon' be who I be
Everything from chasing a cat to {pissin} on a tree
Let me see what I gotta to see
Do what I gotta to do
Dog for life but keep it true
Every once in a while I'll break out the backyard to roam
And get reckless
But I still know that home is home
And when I get there
I'mma sit there
Take a {shit} there put my {dick} there
Do I handle my business？
{shit} yeah
I'mma run till I bust my gun and empty the clip
Never come home, I gotta go just gimme the whip
I ain't got time for the lip
Just open the fence
Let me go I'll come back
I ain't got time to convince
Ever since I was a pup
I've been stuck with the street {shit}
Keep the heat {shit}
{fuck} it {nigga} gotta eat
I past on a weak {shit}
If it's out there I want it
All at one time
So when it's my time I've done it
I know you'll kill for me
You'll die you me
I know you like to rip and run the streets
But I get nervous sometimes
Ooh baby I can't help to think
You might not make it home to eat
I barely sleep
Could you pick up a phone and call me at home？
And let me know you ain't in some heat
And don't go crying, you're grown
You know I'm looking out for you
Cause you be looking out for me, me, me
Yo you can go with your dogs
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
Said you can go with your dogs
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
'Fore you go bendin the law
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
I know you up in it all
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
And oh boy I know you got to do what you do, ooh-ooh
You're making moves, I'm makin' moves yo we cool
(What？ What？ What？)
Lay on your paws I got your back if you fall, hey-hey
Nothing's to big, nothing's to small just go ball, yeah
Uh dog tags around my neck
The streets are mine
I might leave the heat behind
Cause in the streets I'm fine
That's why {niggaz} sleep till nine
Out by ten back by ten
Sleep till nine do it again
If you love something let it go
If it comes back to you it yours
If it doesn't {fuck} it you'll never know
You got me I got you, uh
Dog with a dog, ride till we die
If it's on then it's on
Repeat 1 till end
3.Rose In A Concrete World
Vocal：Joe
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
(This one goes out)
(To all the lost loved ones)
(That's right)
No ooohh, no, no
(Throw your hands in the air)
No oh oh oh oh oh
We were like soldiers, shoulder to shoulder
Back to back against the wall
Always there to catch me if I would fall
If I was in trouble, when you was in trouble
Never gave a damn if I was wrong or right
Never backed down if we had a fight
1 - Now you've gone away
Always thought that you'd be here to stay
See you on the other side
We will ride again
2 - We would ride like the wind
On the stairways of sin
I can't believe all the wrong would turn
Now that you're gone, how can I go on？
You were a rose in a concrete world
No, no no no
No no no no no no no
Ghetto to ghetto
It's the meadow to meadow
Tryin' to survive day to day
Livin' crazy was the only way
You were my strength when I was weak
Young and gifted, you were unique
You were far too good for this world, oh
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Repeat 2
(Break it down)
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh no no no no no
No no no no
La la la la la
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh no no no no no
No no no no
La la la la la
La la la da da da, oh
La la la da da da, oh
La la la da da da, oh
No no no no no no no no
4.Rollin' Raw(Rg From Cash Money)
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
I get that noise out these busters anything I ride
It's gonna have TV's in chrome on it wood inside
I got a variety of cars I can drive in
I'm B. G. whatever it is I'm gonna shine in
I don't be slipping' I'm on the issue believe me
Top of the line rollie on my wrist when ya see me
I want to be chauffeured in a Bentley
Haters can't take that so they plottin' to flip me
But I'm goon shake that a million dollars
I'm try's make that these baler blacken' rookies
They hate that i don't wear nothing' cheap
From my head to my feet
Twenty on my wrist ten on my cash money piece
You can't help but hear my name ringin' on the streets
From gettin' my ball on to Nelly and old lady
You can try to look through my grill and get blinded playa
All week long I like to shine playa
Chorus：
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Juvenile gave me a ride to the drop top cut dog
Let's creep downtown I know some girls
Who gon twerk dog keep yo phone on
Round eight I'm a call we gon click up
Drop it off in these broads draws
They only want to see a hot boy
Break 'em down I'm a represent
Because I'm from that Uptown
Plug get iced up do what ya gon do den
Let's split because it's goin' down on
Infrared and Washington I follow you in the Suburb
With the fifth rim chrome grill wood range stern wheel
Baby Gangsta is worth six figures plus
I'm thinkin' about a Lexus Truck For Christmas
I'm a put TV's in both of the head rest's
Women live to please me I can't say I'm not blessed
Fresh look what rap got us
Look what rap don bought us
We followin' each other on two big body's
On boulders
Chorus：
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
I'm gettin' my ball on like I'm in the NBA
Hustle for a mil I do dat everyday
Me and my whole click we just shinnin'
House's and fancy car's all Big Tymers just buyin'
Lyin' to these broads because we got it like that
Black on black army truck we ridin' like that
None of us want beef black brother's gettin' rich
We always follow this model trick's ain't it
Baby don't like to brag but he just bout a Jag
Ferriah, and Lambergine with TV and stash
That thing there fast and it's off the hook
We don't carry cash we all tot a check book
Leavin' haters in the dust competition shook
Step aside on yo own or wootay ya get pushed
Chorus：
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa
Get Get Get yo shine on playa
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now
You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now
Get yo shine on and chase yo richest
You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Shine Shine Shine Shine
5.We At It Again
Vocal：Timbaland／Magoo
Bounce!
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Ladies)
Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Fellas, uh, uh)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies)
Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas, ah)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Now ladies)
Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (Freaky fellas)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (Freaky, freaky now ladies)
Freaky, freaky, freaky
Timbaland never walk in a place
He can't walk out rough
Gettin' rude in the place
With a gun in my waist
I just might pop out slugs
With a straight arm
Bullets stomp through your fat
Bump till the animals jump out rough
No justifications
While my song question like that Jigga What？
I'm the call to the thugs gon' fight
In the club so tight, y'all KY-Dub
Sometimes I fall but because I get right up
With the drop top
And your mouth drop like
'WHAT THE FUCK？'
Only deal with conjunction chicks
When I'm looking to hit
They give me butt
Now who da man, say Timbaland!
Now off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the one's at the club
To the people on the floor
(We at it again)
Hit in one mo' gin
Now say off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the people at the club
To the one's on the floor
(We at it again, at it again)
Yeah gettin' a couple of you hoes
By the size of the elbow
Don't scream with it hurt
I'm a fucking maching
Fiend for cash, fiend for hash
Ginseng make it last
Push on her in the butt
Not giving a nigga love
Press your luck, ready to buck
I'm a bad motherfucked when it comes to the show
Fuck y'all don't hate Mag hate the flows
Two in the clip ready to pimp
I'm a bad motherfucked and I'm ready to trip
Y'all scared motherfucked y'all ready to dip
But you niggas keep wanting to slip
Then a fool like me come out with a thang on the hip
Get back in our ride, legs are up in your driver side
Those seats lookin' like you better be ready to hide
One in your leg, two in your side
Now off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the one's at the club
To the people on the floor
(We at it again)
Hit in one mo' gin
Now say off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the people at the club
To the one's on the floor
(We at it again, at it again)
Uh, so bad she never play niggas
I fuckin' just trade me some niggas
Fuck up my brain when she steady giving me brain in the whip
Never hit just ball legit
Give her diamonds so big she can't ball up her fist
With designers so big shirts crop at the wrist
Look at some of the shit that my dough can get
Whoo! Boy that's that shit!
That I be dippin' and poppin' the top and
These bitches ？ and blockin'
These niggas lovin' the dough
My youngins lovin' the flow
South people back on the roll
Ladies get back on the floor
Fellas keep throwin' the bowls
This how a party should go
Now off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the one's at the club
To the people on the floor
(We at it again)
Hit in one mo' gin
Now say off the top, off the top
(We at it again)
From the candy store to the coffee shop
(We at it again)
To your girl next door, to your boy next door
(We at it again)
To the people at the club
To the one's on the floor
(We at it again, at it again)
6.Are You Feelin' Me？
Vocal：Aaliyah
＊Begins with a series of adlibs＊
Verse 1：
I know in my heart
I know in my mind
We were meant to be
Are you feelin' me yo？
I'm the girl in your life
I'm the one you call wife
And I need to know
Are you feelin' me yo？
Is there anyone else
That can do it the best？
Give you things you need
Well it must be me
I got very good dreams
I got fantasies
But I need to know
Are You feelin' me yo？
Chorus：
Boy, are you feelin' me？
Cause I'm feelin' you
There's somethin' in my heart
Tell me you're the one
Are you feelin' me？
Cause I'm feelin' you
There's somethin' in my heart
Are you feelin' me yo？
Verse 2：
I'm crazy for you
I'm fallin' for you
I got feelins for you
Are you lovin' me yo？
Tell me if it's our time
Do I blow your mind？
Cause I need to know
Put my life on the line
Imma give you my heart
All the love that I owe
But before I do that
Are you feelin' me yo？
Anything for you
Cause I'm big on you
But I need to know
Are you lovin' me yo？
Chorus：
Boy, are you feelin' me？
Cause I'm feelin' you
There's somethin' in my heart
Tell me you're the one
Are you feelin' me？
Cause I'm feelin' you
There's somethin' in my heart
Are you feelin' me yo？
＊Bridge into adlibs from Aaliyah＊
Timbaland's Adlibs：
Let me talk to em for a minute...
Who is the best？
Making these beats
Who could it be？ (me,me)
Are you feelin' us yo？ 3x
Whoa Whoa (Repeat Tim's part 4x)
You neva saw it comin'
7.Perfect Man
Vocal：Destiny's Child
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Caramel complexion
With the sexiest expression
Curly hair and corn rolls
Very nice physique ？？ clothes
He looked at me
I looked at him
He asked me what I was thinking
Because he walked so beautiful
I didn't know what to say to him
1：
He was what I wanted
Exactly what I needed
He was what I fantasized
He was what I dreamed
And it would be so perfect
If him and me would leave
Why couldn't I just tell him my feelings？
We were meant to be
2：
I spotted him walking in the doorway
Of the restaurant of the other day
When I met that perfect man
I didn't speak when I had the chance
I didn't know exactly what to say
At the restaurant the other day
When I met that perfect man
I didn't speak when I had the chance
Sexy lips, platinum wrists
Ten tips like he gets manicures
I can't resist those eyes of his
Staring at his lips and then his ears
And his voice is hypnotizing
And his hand was tantalizing
I dismissed what I wished
Without me realizing
Repeat 1
Repeat 2 (2x)
All you ladies listening if you ever have the chance
To run into your definition of that perfect man
Don't be blinded by how fine the man is
And miss the chance that might be your last
Make him understand that he's your perfect man
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Repeat 2
8.Simply Irresistible
Vocal：Ginuwine
Oh, oh yeah baby
Oh, oh, yeah, oh
Hotter than New Orleans
In summertime you're so fine
You walk by now I wish I could press rewind
You shining like a disco ball
I can't say no
(Can't say no)
We probably could break some laws
And not be wrong
1：
Simply irresistible
That is you, that is me
Can't wait to get physical
I want you, you want me
Now it's getting critical
I need you, you need me
I'm so tired of typical
And that ain't you, that ain't me
Picture us in Florida
In the big beach house, full moon out, hey
We probably would melt the couch
When we sit down
And probably take it to the floor
Back and forth (back and forth)
We light up the room like we had a torch
Trust me when I tell you
I anticipate us as one
Next we'll break to see your face
See my face, I'm for real
My good taste and your good shape
They relate no question
Hold my hand, I'll hold your waist
We'll be straight face to face
Repeat 1 (2x)
Hotter than New Orleans
At twelve o'clock we so high
We turn heads at every spot
With what we've got
(What we've got)
I know we got something good, something real
Us as one, just ain't fair
No way cause we're
Repeat 1 till end
9.It Really Don't Matter
Vocal：Confidential
Come on, uh-huh
Confidential, play hard baby
Come on
Uh, uh-huh
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (come on)
It really don't matter to me (uh, come on)
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me (uh-huh)
It really don't matter to me (come on)
Yo, in the city, see catch run
I heard jewel, money squashed in the mark down
In the pure fidel, ain't no touchin' my click
Step to me wrong, I'm bustin' my clip
G felon, seperate the real from the story tellin'
More exclusive than the powder that these n＊＊＊＊＊
Play around, I'll numb you like the powder that they sellin'
Potna, don't you know you fucking with a mobsta？
I don't give a fuck about you, I spit 'em in Q
In a 6 drop-top, ？suited by Sue？
Just me and a half rippin' the turn pike
Broad all over me, can't even turn right
These rats and ？ get an earn right
Supposed to be the king, this here's my birth right
Small town, it's on now, let it be known
If you ain't ready to play ball, better be gone
I got dreams, everyday wishin' for cream
Wishin' for teams, thug style, plottin' a scheme
Now we high, rollin' with Teck, packin' bombs
Rolex with icey s＊＊＊, freezin' the arm
Know who I am？
Mafia, rockin' that s＊＊＊
The one who got the man on his knees coppin' the 5th
Don't f＊＊＊＊＊＊ take care, cuz you can see the balls we break here
Leave the one dead for all the cats who talk
Chop your body up, make the D's toss the chalk
Try me, watch the jury say we walk
I'm on some can't catch me, touch me, can't rush me
Some call me n＊＊＊＊ but you pigs can't flush me
1：
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
It really don't matter to me
Yo
Yo, I'm from the school of hard knocks
Streets, not books
Fuck the dean's list, cuz he breed high crooks
And fuck a dope verse, cuz we spit hot hooks
And fuck you... one false move, know what I'ma blast mines
It ain't a threat, said it for the last time
Pull your fam through some sad times
In the streets, catch me with a Glock 9
Suited up, power moves, they ran, had time
It's over, so consider it done, we marked
Got beef, then we get 'em a gun
If ya heavyweight n＊＊＊＊＊, we get 'em in tons
And if you never took a L, consider it won, what
It's open season, all them C's, let's get it on
Who wanna come down and test Cajun？
I'll slaughter all of ya if I wanna, heard me potna？
Y'all gon' learn how to respect your father
I'm the street scholar, squeeze tight on my trigga
And take what I want, get caked in my spot
Chief, I knock out teeth when it's drama, no doubt
Might as well be summertime, the way the heat comes out
I'm quick to collapse, so y'all better watch how you act
Cuz the the clip on my 3-8 will make my wrist snap back
And I draw like Doc Holiday, see ya tombstone
Cuz I'm ready, I'm so so ready
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Blackground, thugs world, 2G
Never stop baby, what
(What to say)
Yeah, no doubt, what, what
(What to do)
(What to do)
10.Thugz - Mack 10
Vocal：The Comrades
11.I Don't Wanna
Vocal：Aaliyah
Chorus：
I don wanna be, (be without cha, be without cha)
I don wanna live, (live without cha, live without cha)
I don wanna go, (go without cha, go without cha)
I don wanna be alone
Verse 1：
When we hooked up
We sat down
Made an agreement
We vowed that
That we always
Be together
Through whatever
We said that
no one would ever
get between us
So love would
never ever leave us
That was a while ago...
But now lately
It feels like
I mean I feel like
All we do is fight
Every single night
Can we make it tight
Can we get it right
I just wanna go back
Take it way back
All the way back
Can we start again？
Do it over？
Can we straighten it out？
Can we work it out？
'Cause I dont' wanna be...
Chorus：
I don wanna be, (be without cha, be without cha)
I don wanna live, (live without cha, live without cha)
I don wanna go, (go without cha, go without cha)
I don wanna be alone
Verse 2：
Do you realize...
I can sleep without you
Think without you
Eat without you
Speak without you
Be without you
I can even breathe without you (uhhh)
I can feel without you
Deal without you
Spend without you
My whole world is upside down
Don wanna go out
'Cause I can ride without you
Feel like I gon' die without you
What is a girl supposed to do？
When I spend my last dime to be in your life
I don wanna be without you...
Chorus：
I don wanna be, (be without cha, be without cha)
I don wanna live, (live without cha, live without cha)
I don wanna go, (go without cha, go without cha)
I don wanna be alone
Bridge：
How can this be？
That it not working out (that's it's not working out)
We vowed to be (we vowed to be)
Always together
It hurting me (hurting me)
That we don talk no more
It wasn supposed to be this way
Where did we go wrong？
We both made mistakes
We gotta carry on
Chorus：
I don wanna be, (be without cha, be without cha)
I don wanna live, (live without cha, live without cha)
I don wanna go, (go without cha, go without cha)
I don wanna be alone
fade out...
12.Somebody Gonna Die Tonight
Vocal：Dave Bing／Lil' Mo
Some gangsta s＊＊＊, hit me
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah (Murder Inc)
Yeah yeah yeah (Blackground)
Yeah yeah yeah (Dave Bing)
1：
Somebody gon' ride tonight
Somebody gon' die tonight
Somebody's momma gon' cry tonight
Cuz it's murda, murda
Somebody gon' bleed tonight
My n＊＊＊＊＊ gon' eat tonight
Somebody's goin' six feet tonight
Cuz it's murda, murda
Ya better bring your vest, 16 when you f＊＊＊＊＊＊ wit Bing
You can try to be smooth in between, or you can scream
Sound wack, the crowd won't bounce to that
And you'll be f＊＊＊＊＊＊ up the crew, changin' the mood
And that's rude, and my thugs wanna eat ya food
Drink ya milkshake, after that, s＊＊＊faced
And let ya n＊＊＊＊＊ know you been a cornball from the get-go
The day you blow Shaq, make all his free throws
Let 'em go, bring the f＊＊＊ fast or slow
Even put it in ya ass if you tell me so
Toe to toe, you can lose your deal and your h＊
Now it's hard to pay your car note and buy you some smoke
And send ya man some commonsary, now he's startin' to worry
Sayin' 'Stay away from Bing and 118
They really put it down, really put n＊＊＊＊＊ in the ground'
And ya really lucky if ya only gotta be down
Repeat 1
Yeah
Confidence, ya need a whole lot of it
To bang with Bing, in 2 bars, I could spoil ya dream
Gettin' mean, that could lead to things
Like me comin' for ya in the middle of the night
With all black on, all ya could see is the red light
The 4-4 special, got'cha hopin' God'll bless you
Girl wants to get you, once the bullets start to catch you
Game's over soldier, don't ya see the f＊＊＊＊＊＊ Range Rover
With Bing in it, 10 more trucks with 118 in it
I started rappin' cuz there's cream in it
But I still keep a crack house with 5 or 6 fiends in it
A ring with the bling bling in it
And my brand new truck, like the way I lean in it
Stop at the store, leave the keys in it
Dare you to leave in it
Bing'll make you believe in it
You've got a ？, put some trees in it
Repeat 1
We the hard rock between ya'll legs
I see the red spot, thug not
All it takes is one shot to make your head rot
Take you out your spot
While at 'em, Woodstock askin 'bout Bing on the block
The cops sell cracks in blue tops
Nickels the size of dimes
Y'all cowards must be out of your minds
Thinkin' that Dave Bing won't shine
This ain't the first time I cut ？？？
Grind the lactose slow, mix it in with the coke
Bought a quarter pound of weed and let the whole block choke
Stuck the 9 out, stuck it down your g＊＊＊＊＊＊ throat
When it was least expected, made 'em get butt naked
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
52 states, BJ
IG, Joe Mo, Barry Hinkleson
Murder Inc., 118
Queens, 52 states, get caked
C, C, C, C mothaf＊＊＊＊＊＊ Gotti
13.Woozy
Vocal：Playa
14.Pump The Brakes
Vocal：Dave Hollister
Ooh yeah, hey, hey
She's got so much potential
She chooses to use her body
Instead of usin' her mind, oh oh whoa oh
I be weakest, I took advantage of her without knowin'
I should send her on her way, yeah, ooh
1：
You need to pump the brakes
I don't know you like that
I need a chance to get to know you
Oh, won't you let me get to know you？
Girl for Heaven's sake, why you actin' so fast？
You make it way too easy, way too easy
Repeat 1
Don't think that it had not crossed my mind too
A time or two, cuz I would be lyin' to you, hey ay
See I can't and I won't give in
We just need to be good friends
Cuz I don't know where you been
Ay, yeah yeah yeah
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
I seen where you're headed for before
Girl, I done been down that road
(Girl think about it, better think about it, just think about
it)
Beat you up to 'til you get home
(Girl think about it, better think about it, girl think about
it)
See I'm just lookin' out for you, for you
You need to...
Repeat 1 to fade
15.This Is A Test
Vocal：Chante Moore
Are you playing a game？
Then you gotta play by the rules, sugar
How do you think you can win？
Guessing
I gotta take you to school
Be there at nine o'clock
When you get in the class baby
You need to learn what type of man
For you to be one
You gotta talk that talk
Two you gotta know what'chu talkin' about
1：
Alright this is test y'all
Come on, come on hit me with your very best y'all
I ain't taking nothing less y'all
I'mma see if we can go all the way, all the way
Repeat 1
Show me you can think on that level
Tell me you got more than just now
Cause I'm in the mood to take your mind places
I'm in the mood to get in the mood
Hit me all in my mind boy
Make me never forget you
Cause I need to know it's only mine baby
Before you get my skirt look around my waist
Hold it now
Repeat 1 (2x)
Tell me you won't fail me now
I hate to have to put you down
Hope we can see eye to eye
You gotta make me wanna give it try
But still you can't move too fast
You know we gotta make the lovin' last
The thought of you gives me chills
Why don't you show me just how you feel？
If love is a piece of cake
I just got to play
To win in the end
You won't have to play again
If love is a piece of cake
I just got to play
To win in the end
You won't have to play again
Repeat till end
16.Revival
Vocal：Non-A-Miss
17.Come On
Vocal：Blade
18.Swung On
Vocal：Stanley Clark／Politix
Woo!
Politix, 2000 and 10
Politix like that
'Who the hell you talkin' to？
I will knock the black off you!'
Come on, come on, come on
Come out swingin', ha
Politix, heh heh
Check it out
Check it, check it
Yo, I grab mothaf＊＊＊＊＊ and throw 'em across the room
Hit 'em with the boom, bam, Gotti
Might body slam a n＊＊＊＊
Drop that cat even if he is bigger
See, I know more Kung Fu than Hoof Digger
And I smack a n＊＊＊＊ before I squeeze the trigga
Let me hit ya with a smack to the grill
And move you back to the real
You suckas act like ya thrilled
Your whole style's chump, tryna front like you dumb
Huh, what, you just a drunk f＊＊＊＊＊ punk
About to get your nose broke, nobody likes those folk
Watch out for them brothas with them swelled flows
You tryna get away, we stickin' you like velcro
I'm steady steppin' over all the posers
I spit the cool lyrics and it froze ya
Just for a second made ya think
Realize we on a break, no time to blink
The future's now, products of life and times
Be responsible and use your mind
Cuz I'm quick on my feet like a kick from Jack D
That you did not expect, now there's pain in your neck
Shake it off, yo, you gon' live
Just pay more attention to the gifts we give
Bout to get swung on, bringin' violence to me
I ain't f＊＊＊＊＊ with y'all, so don't be f＊＊＊＊＊ with me
You could get swung on if you ain't actin' right
Did you ever think you would get smacked tonight？
Swingin' on 'em
Left rights, right lefts
Upper cuts
Yo, whatever bulls＊＊＊ you could bring some
My Kung Fu's weigh a ton, about to swing one
Rock you, knock you and I sock you
Lock you, stop you, chop you, trick and drop you
I swung with Kung, but now it's time for hip-hop fool
A fight scene at a club, ain't enough love
Dope beats get hug, focus precise, this thug
All chromes, y'all swept under the rug
Bodies drug, sucka what, show love
Styles and tactics are not ？efwitable？
Don't attempt.. you wanna limp
Futuristic flow, quite terrific like the glow in the baby's eye
We be them guys
Get swung on, bringin' violence to me
I ain't f＊＊＊＊＊ with y'all, so don't be f＊＊＊＊＊ with me
I figure to treat a n＊＊＊＊ like a punchin' bag
If he disrespects my space and gets up in my face
Yo, back up, you better back up
Do I gotta hit you？
And get into an altercation with the n＊＊＊＊＊ with you？
I catch that little faker with the hate naked
I swing (bump bump) like we in Jamaica
Yo, we all got fists but y'all got dissed
Whatever, whatever n＊＊＊＊, it's all Politix
Universal, J. Thorn, Politix been born
Know that, uh uh
Get swung on
Get swung on
(Smack the black off you)
Get swung on
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