MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
cassidy - 6 minutes
Cassidy Featuring Lil Wayne e Fabolous
[Cassidy]
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
and we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get it poppin!
[Lil Wayne]
Hit me!
Fuck that shit this the south side, got a fat dick on your mouth wide
I've come to take outside, nah do it right here
Hop out later on yea on everybody's home that you fuckin with
Wheezy F baby, please say the baby
Riding with your bitch got keys on the lady
Triple gold D's four tires on the whip
Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip
Yeah, higher than an angel, amd hotter than the devil
The pot or kettle, uh
The metal let 'em burn like Usher but worser,
If there's any beef I come Ron like Mercer, uh
Word up, eagle street I'm throwing my curve up
We take your ice cream and turn you into sherbert
I got flow I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff"
I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr. you niggaz bird lunch
I see your lips moving but I ain't heard much
You see the wirst moving, it look like pure punch
I hear the playa hating but I don't endorse such
I got the Escalade, guts like the tour bus
I got the styrofoam poured up with syrup
And in the tires little package is gone
Mayne its been a GoodYear with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't stopping
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin
And that's how we rocking
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be-bopping
Yeah skip when you hear that click
Cash money nigga I'm that shit
Weezy Baby!!!
[Cassidy]
That's what I'm talking about
Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let them know why they ain't fuckin with you
[Fabolous]
Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself
A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself
Looking for a chick chilling for self
So I can show her the suicides and talk her into killing herself
I'm having problems dealing with wealth
But you wouldn't understand it, until you get a million yourself
You niggaz must've got a deal for your health
Your cd is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf
I spend big, at any time I can start splurging
The twin cigs open chests like a heart surgeon
And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook
But I keep a stack thick as few college books
I got a new polished look
And twenty dime pictures, to show y'all niggaz how my two dollars look
The boy's got at least six digits on
So the guns gotta be at least midget long
The money, is like ten bridges long
I throw bread around just to turn pigeons on
I got some good smoke just for puffers
The two gram twenty make the hustlers suffer
Plus it's fluffer, than a cotton ball
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls
But nowadays you can't put it past 'em
I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm bout to throw some bullets past 'em
And the niggaz in the hood keep quoting my lines
I don't jump ship I keep floating in mine
Long as I keep toting I'm fine
I'mma have these dick sucking niggaz deep-throating the nine
I jumped in the English ship, Benzed whip
It's Terminator 2 chrome the engines dip
I'm reading scripts no, not the penmanship (no)
The box-office shit (yeah), Im box office bitch (yeah)
Jessica Alba, Kirsten Dunst
And still make a mil' on the first of months
These dudes be the first to front
'Til they family and friends is in limos, they in hearse in front
I'm in the top position, I can make you a proposition
I'm in the hard top waiting on the drop edition
To hell with the patience
I'mma send a nigga down under like Australia vacations
[Cassidy]
Yeah it is what it is, my niggaz just killed y'all and I'mma close the casket
I'm tryin not to let this industry get the best of me y'all
I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all
All they do is complain what they expect from me y'all
From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all
And even overseas they accepting me y'all
All the ladies show me love, the thugs repping me y'all
I get a lot of dirty money so respect me or fall
But I'm saving all my checks, I'm investing 'em all
They say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall
Even the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all
Look, I cook tracks I got the recipe y'all
You can't name another cat that can mess with me y'all
At the shows all the hoes be molesting me y'all
I got broads crying trying to get next to me y'all
I got broads craving begging to have sex with me y'all
Screaming, "Cas you don't know how sexy you are!"
And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessing me y'all
And all the problems that arrive is God testing me y'all
So I pray everyday but I ain't praying too much
Cause I be sinning everyday so I ain't praying enough
And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough
But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up"
If it's beef when we meet then I'm spaying shit up
Prraat prraat.I ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close
Cause the folks you call friends tend to envy the most
Some cats'll hang themselves if you give'em a rope
Burn the bridge and don't give a boat, let'em sink
Sometimes you gotta give'em some time to let'em think
Or sometimes you gotta give'em the nine and let'em stink
You can't bring every horse to the pond and let'em drink
I'd rather keep my eyes wide open instead of blink
Cuz soon as your eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up
And the guys that you trusted be getting you tied up
And we all gotta die, but I ain't ready to leave
That's why even if it's petty I be ready to squeeze
But for the cheddar the cheese, guac-a-moola
I pop the ruger, send that hot shit through ya!
Like booya! That's the sound when the pound busting
Ooh, ah, you'll be laying on the ground suffering
Clown its nothing to pull out and blast you
I try to only resort to violence if I have to
But man niggaz out here are playing fair
So before the odds even I'm leaving you laying there
And I ain't even playing believe what I'm saying here
Cause before this shit gets further your click get murdered
And found in a hole in the grass
For trying to play that thug role I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass
And this Cass, nigga I'm that sick
Full Surface nigga I'm that shit, bitch!
cassidy - ain t gonna happen
I was a kid hustlin', ribs touchin', grindin' for a grub
Three wings a hershey with almond and a hug
Hand to hand in the drugs, with my hand on the snub
Cuz man, I'm a thug. Is you a man or a bug?
I'm baggin' that damn bar with my hand in the glove
On my grizzle, I give a half gram for a dub
I'm workin' now, got the sour kush and the purp in now
I got it if you try and cop it, you ain't gotta search around
I purchase pounds and flirt around with that white chick
That white shit a have your nose red like a circus clown
If I ain't layin' verses down then I'm on the strip
I got that work flippin' like some bitches in the circus now
It's like the universe and soul when our work is sold
And I got them roxy's and perks if you try and purchase those
Thirsty hoes poppin' pills like it's birth control
500 milligrams, I'm a drug dealer man
You gotta play your cards right but if you deal a hand
You could make a killin' man and blow like a ceiling fan
Listen, sippin' liquor's a good feelin' man
I was a cognac cat, now I'm a tequila man
I'm wrapping grands up in my son's silly bands
And pinky ring cost 'bout a half kilogram
I was on some livin' in mama house shit
Now I'm in Yemen, spending mortgage money on an outfit
I clean my jewels with the shit you clean your mouth with
Either crest of Colgate, success is my soul mate
You so fake, I'm the truth, not a pretender
I've got one liners, niggas we're altimeters remember,
And I could a fight but even a ninja could get injured
So I keep a hammer on me like Thor from The Avengers
I'm like a superhero, you's a weirdo
So I get you robbed like De Niro
When you say you hustle birds, that get on my fuckin' nerves
Cuz you ain't never fucked with them birds, you like a scarecrow
My weed green but got orange hairs though
And it's real strong like that man Sampson when his hair grow
I put in years yo, years ago
You could barely flow, so prepare for your burial
You hear me yo? Cuz I'm the illest alive
You want my title, then you must be suicidal, nigga willin' to die
I'm still on my job, I ain't retired nigga, I'm fire, nigga
You say you hop, but stop singin' to the choir nigga
I'll still eat you up, I ain't on a diet nigga
You could get your ass chewed quick like fast-food
The last dude that tried to body Cass
Got every bone in his body smashed and thrown in a body cass
I kick somebody ass like karate class
Be cash, jumpin' in his Jet Li bag
If you owe me cash, I'm grabbin' a ski mask
In the clock, you are hot water like a T bag
I don't need a G pass, I go where I wanna go
Cuz I could rumble yo, and niggas know my gun ah' blow
I'm undefeated, fightin' murder cases, I wanna know
It was a setback but you gotta respect that
Before I took 10 steps forward, I had to step back
If you thought that I'mma step up you've got me F-ed up
I'm still regretin' all the chicken that I messed up
But still start spinnin' the chicken soon as the check cut
I'm dressed up, snack back in a fresh cut
Guess what, my flow so sick I should go get checked up
Cuz I'm real ill, feel where I'm comin' from?
I'm in an Escalade, rims taller than my youngest son
I just bought another gun
If you talk stupid, I'mma start to shoot it
And I put that on my other son
I'm not pressed to catch another case
But you a son of a bitch and I say it to your mother face
But the bull rhymes got the best lines
But this next line is an oxymoron, niggas love it
Feel me nigga? I'm from Philly, nigga
Still reppin' my city, nigga. I just hustle in another state
You motherfuckers fake, I can't fuckin' wait
To see you, confront you then punch you in the fuckin' face
I mean ?
there's a big difference between what they do and what we do
cassidy - am to pm
(Refrain)
I still move work from the AM to the PM
Niggas got beef, Imma spray 'em when I see em
(Gat sounds)
Imma spray em when I see 'em
(Gat sounds)
Imma spray em when I see 'em
I pump on the streets from the AM to the PM
A nigga want beef, Imma spray 'em when I see em
Lay 'em when I see 'em
AK 'em when I see 'em ( Roxy u sexy fukin girl )
Hop out the Bronco and OJ 'em when I see 'em
Cut a bone out his skin
Fish fillet 'em when I see 'em
Than wire his grill, Kayne 'em when I see 'em
My young'ns on they job so I pay 'em when I see 'em
Turn Boyz II Men, I Juanye 'em when I see 'em
'Cuz I be on the grind from the PM to the AM
Paint pictures with my rhymes
You can see 'em when I say 'em
My songs' like movies
You can see 'em when you play 'em
If a nigga want beef
When I see 'em Imma spray him
For six G's I can get your whip swiss cheesed
I'm like a red nose pit you a mixed breed
Bitch please, all them dudes in your crew ass
I get you strangled wit the strings on your du-rag
(Refrain)
Imma let you niggas talk all stupid
'til you get hawked all stupid
Sparked all stupid
Outlined in chalk all stupid
Dog got bite I don't bark all stupid
It is what it is
I'm in the coupe droop dropped all stupid
Fitted hat cocked all stupid
Gettin top all stupid
My clientelle cop all stupid
We make sales on the block all stupid
It is what it is
It's a fact that I rap all stupid
Get your wig pushed back all stupid
We strapped all stupid
I'll get you clapped all stupid
Don't let the pills and the yack make you act all stupid (Stupid)
Yeah I do my thing all stupid
Let my chain bling all stupid
My ring all stupid
And my earring all stupid
I got the things and I sling all stupid
(Refrain)
Yo my flow have you so amazed and astonished
I been hot since I copped my first Sega with Sonic
Back in the day, when Shawn Kemp played for the Sonics
I rocked the used jeans and I played the atonics
You know I blow haze, I be blazin' the chronic
It got my mind scrambled, like a egg in a omellete
I talk with God every day and he made me a promise
Me and T like Malcolm and Elijah Mohammed
Me and Swiss like Martin and Jessie
But the fact that I can get assassinated is starting to stress me
I ain't tryin to let the police department arrest me
But I still keep a steel tucked under the fresh tee
And I ain't just rappin for my health
So before you diss me, you be better off clappin' at yourself
Cause I ain't trying to battle on the mic
I'll have them goons hop out on you like they did Harold at the light
( I LOVE ROX !!!!! )
Peace out Niggas !
(Refrain)
cassidy - around the world
Cassidy Featuring Swizz Beatz
[Swizz Beatz:]
Let's go round and round the world, Cass
Round and round the world. Cassidy Tha Problem
You are now in zone of Philly's own...Cassidy
[Verse 1: Swizz Beatz]
Cassidy I'm gone ball right
I deal wit the raw get it alright
And my chicks get it hard, get it all night
So ladies if you wit me say alright (Alright) say alright
This for my hood mamis
Y'all hard to be trust but what's good mami
I would grip you up if I could mami
'Cuz you ain't gettin' fucked like you should mami
And that ain't good mami
This for the black ladies
We gotta love the mothers of the black babies
'Cuz if we don't do that then it's a wrap baby
So if you from the gutter where you at baby (Oh yeah) where you at baby
This for the white women
The Spanish, Asian and all type women
I got love for my striaght and my dike women
No matter what you like it's alright women (Alright) it's alright women
It's alright
[Chorus: Swizz Beats]
To my ladies around the world, world
To my thugs around the world, world
I do this around the world, world
You can't miss me, I'm comin' through
(Repeat Chorus)
[Verse 2:]
Cassidy I'm gone shine right
Yeah a nigga rhyme, I'm in the limelight
But I had to grind of the crime life
We all gone shine when the time right (Alright) so get ya mind right
This for my hood niggaz
It's hard to come up but what's good nigga
I would break bread if I could nigga
'Cuz you ain't gettin' fed like you should nigga
And that ain't good nigga
This for the rock hustlers
The makin' sales, still on the block hustlers
And in the jails are my cell block hustlers
And most cops just wanna knock hustlers 'cuz they not hustlers
This for my real homies
We done been through it all but we still homies
Man you gotta work hard for a meal homie
Man cats still hungry wit a deal homie, and that's real homie
And that's real
(Repeat Chorus x2)
[Verse 3:]
I was born in Philly
We really get it on in Philly
If you from where I'm from I know you feel me
I'mma rep where I'm from until they kill me, until they kill me
And this for N.Y
It's like my second home when I spin by
And them ATL niggaz show me love too
They ladies act crazy when the club do, show me love boo
This for my collie cats
My Baltimore stashin' the ollie cats
From Florida back up to D.C
And Virginia sendin' love when they see me, and that's for GP
I send the rest out
To any other place that I left out
From the north to the east to the west south
Cassidy gone rep 'till he repped out, until he repped out
Yeah yeah
(Repeat Chorus x2)
cassidy - b-boy stance
[Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance (Yeah)
My Hoodie On wit' my gun in my pants (Yeah)
[Cassidy]
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Yeah
I'm ready to get my drink on, on this joint..Let's go
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on wit' my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
I'm...fresh to death, dressed to impress
Fresh for real, nigga dressed to kill
I'm the best for real, I was blessed with skills
The FS in my necklace still
I'm a threat for real, I come at niggas necks for real
Tryna build my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, you just extra high
If it wasn't for them drugs, you'd be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon' testify
F' the extra shit, get an extra clip
I get some extra lip, just expect to die
I...put a whole in your head, cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Johnny Cochran ova here
Clappin' tha pound, he ain't pattin' me down
And I stay strapped man I got my gat on me now..Im just..
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
My Hoodie on wit' my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 2 - Cassidy]
Yooo...I get it poppin' on the block like a B-Boy
If you cop a couple of rocks you get a free boy
You could take a couple of shots and get a key loy
If you try to take what I got, a stick me boy
See boy tryna fuck around with me boy
Your wrist like fuckin' a bitch with no C boy
I'm a G boy, get smoked by the P boy
Coke by the key boy, got dope and the E boy
Me boy, I'm bout to take the industry over
Like for war we was meant to be soldiers
I sat back for years and watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
Pretend to be BIG, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot
But all that pretendin' gon' eventually stop
And the slugs gonna eventually pop
Cause all the real thugs in the box or the penatentary ock
VIP lookin' like a penetentary block..when I'm..
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on wit' my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 3 - Cassidy]
Okayy.. I'm fresh to death like a million bucks
My Benz got big rims and my ceilin' lift up
Dependin' on how I'm feelin' might be wheelin' the truck
Either way the chicks still on my nuts
You know what Im sayin', I ain't playin' with them niggas that be feelin' they tough
I ain't a killa but you still will get touched
I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the truck
And my lil man feelin' the dutch while I chill in the cut
On my lean, chicks feelin' my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, chicks feelin' my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, don't grind on me
I can't dance I got the nine on me
The.. hecklor and koch mami fresh from the box mami
Got your punani wet cause I'm fresh to the socks mami
Fresh from the block mami, so I'm makin' it fun
See life a bitch but I'm makin' her cum and I'm
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on wit' my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
cassidy - believe in a dollar
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow
They believe in the money, they believe in the dollar
I've been spendin' plenty money, that's the reason they swallow
If she's strippin' I'm tippin', if she lickin' I'm trippin'
If I pay she gotta play, that's the friggin' tradition
I'mma nibble on the nipples then I'm lickin' the kitten
Then I'm sliddin' my dick in, hittin' the switch in position
Yea the canvass is rollin' and the pictures is flickin'
Cuz we makin' a movie, I ..cate on her booty
You I'm chasin' a Gucci, I ain't chasin' a groupie
Put my snake in her coochie then get some face and I'm Gucci
Spit my dick in 'er mouth, ge-getting some scoff
Then I'm kickin' 'er out like bitch get out my house
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow
Yo I'm either on Patron, Siroc the hay
Plenty pot, I be smokin' like the top of the chimney
And I'm probly on the Mali, I be poppin' too many
And the M6 drop make the top to your semi
Kiss in the fam and then Duane Darock in the Bentley
I be hustling, stuffin' every pocket with Benji's
I brought a couple bucks, brought a slurp with me
And she 'bout to give me top and then hop on the jimmy
Yea sir, I'm 'bout to molest her
Rid up all the sheets and go in there balls deep
I spent a couple dollars, I can't be called cheap
If she swallow tonight then we even all week
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla
After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow
I tell honey let me hit and I'll give you the check
Money and sex is connected like your nipples and breasts
So I gave 'er some bread and she gave me some head
It was official so I called 'er miss Michuaness
Now she callin' my phone like I miss you to death
I'm like I can't say I miss you but I wish you the best
After I gave you the sex I gotta give you rest
Cuz I don't you catchin' feelings, that could get you depressed
Yea, I was gettin' your text, I got your Bm2
But I got a lotta chicks, I gotta see 'em too
Boo, I'll screw your sister and your best friend too
That's what I meant to cuz that's what grown men do
They believe in the dollar
cassidy - bellybutton
Yeah
Cassidy
Huh
This one of my joints for the ladies man
[Hook - Cassidy (Woman)]
Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
(I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring)
Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
(Boy you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring)
[Verse 1]
Ain't nothing funny bout this money I be touching girl
I get the cheese, if you need it, then it's nothing girl
You might not know me, but I know if we was fucking girl
You would get blazed like the haze I be puffing girl
Kissing and hugging girl, licking and sucking girl
Ya body is the truth and you cute as a button girl
And you know I sold rock and I be hustlin girl
The pot I got on my stove top is not stuffing girl
You might not think that I'm the one to put ya trust in girl
But I won't break ya heart for nothing, I ain't bluffing girl
I think you got a crush on me, I see you blushing girl
I got you tempted cause I'm smooth as David Ruffin girl
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm the kid from the telly with R. Kelly man
And I'm a ass, I'm a titty, I'm a belly man
I play them low like when I'm sittin on Pirelli's man
I'm blowing up so they be blowing up my celly man
Doing they gully dance, showing they belly man
It can't be jam because they shake it like it's jelly man
And it's some girls that probably never even wanted one
Till they heard the song and then they went and got they stomach done
Ya belly ring on bling, let ya belly floss
Just go bezerk, lift up ya shirt, show ya belly off
It's eye candy for the guys and it's fly mami
And you might like it if you try, don't be shy mami
[Hook]
[Verse 3 (Woman)]
And I know it some women who don't have a belly ring
It's okay, ay, ay (okay, ay, ay)
Cause you can go to the store and get yourself a belly ring
Today, ay, ay (Today, ay, ay)
On the radio, the TV, even the press
Women get their bellybuttons pierced, even they breasts
You supposed to cloth yourself, not expose yourself
But when this song come on, they can't control theyself
They be doing they thizzle y'all, making it wiggle y'all
I got 'em shaking and bouncing it like the dribble y'all
You know the izzle y'all, I'm off the hizzle y'all
For shizzle my nizzle, I love my nigga Swizzle y'all
Cause he the cat that make the tracks, I'm the cat that's rapping
I'm back in action, and I'm bout to get it crack-a-lacking
I'm that boy, you can be that bitch
So if you got ya belly pierced, let me see that sis, just
[Hook 2x]
cassidy - blood pressure
Cassidy Featuring Swizz Beatz
[Chorus - Swizz Beatz]
My blood pressure's buildin' [4x]
It's Cassidy trick
It's Cassidy bitch
It's Cassidy clique
It's Cassidy beeyatch!
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
Ayo, what'chu know 'bout this world I'm in
Everynight I twist up and get drunk 'til I hurl again
Then i'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin' then
If I see a car in traffic, I'm a jacket like Burlington
It's Cassidy, who's thorough as him, nobody
I keep a gun tucked cause I don't trust nobody
I got plenty biscuits
And ya'll niggaz like skinny bitches yall ain't got nobodies
Watch how you talk to me man
Before you faggots get smacked with the dark skin part of my hand
Understand?
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm the best in building, a prospect destined for millions
Threat to civillians and my blood pressure is building
Catch feelings? You be wet, catchin' a steel in
Weapons directed, at ya' chest, neck and ya' grill and
Still, there's no regrets, but I confessed that I kill men
I spill men's blood on the rug next to there children
And if you wan' set it? Cass' bettin' his deal in
Yes I will win, when I spill extra appealin'
Come to Limekill, we got them exstasy pills and
Got the whip fully equiped except for the ceilin'
I got a stash in it, the Smith-n-Wessun can chill in
I might get arressted, but until then?
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3]
If I hear you gettin' chips, pitbulls where you sleepin'
Everybody on the fuckin' floor, I'm squeezin'
Click the four, grip your whore by her weave and
Bitch, what muthafuckin' drawer is the keys in?
Got you on your knees like a braud and you pleadin'
(Uh, you got it dog, take it all, I don't need it)
I'll clap you and have you on your carpet, bleedin'
Throw your stuff in the trunk of the Ford then I'm leavin
Now I got a raw load more than I'm needin
And that's the reason, why you and whore is screamin'
Pull this, squeezed then if you holdin' them hammers
I'm focused like disposable cameras, nigga!
[Repeat Chorus until end]
cassidy - c-bonics
Cassidy Featuring Swizz Beatz
(Swizz Beatz e Cassidy)
Do my ladies run this muthfuckah, smoke somethin' tonight, drink somethin' tonight
Do my thugs run this muthfuckah, who fuckin' tonight, is you fuckin' to night
Somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah
(Verse 1) (Cassidy)
Whoa..my flow too dangerous, so yall might as well hang it up..yup..yup
'Cause I'll flip it and change it up,
wit' tha slang switched tha language up
guess what, I left wit' this chididid she was thididid
got my freak on and got my john lididid
all in tha rididid, tha broad strididid
took her thong off and put gloss on her lididips
she on tha chididib Im gettin' slididibed
'bout to bang out in her mouth tryna drididoff
Im like, hold up, wait a minuete,
Its no rush, Ima get way up in it
we goin' tah yah crididib
to do a bididid
and Ima hit like I just did a bididid
and have fittedone wit yah tiddidone
after I get it on my mouth said swiddidon
Whoa Whoa...hold up..hold up...
[Chorus] (Swizz Beatz e Cassidy)
Do my ladies run this muthfuckah, smoke somethin' tonight, drink somethin' tonight
Do my thugs run this muthfuckah, who fuckin' tonight, is you fuckin' to night
Somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah
(Verse 2) (Cassidy)
Whoa..my flow too dangerous, so yall might as well hang it up..yup..yup
'Cause I'll flip it and change it up,
wit' tha slang switched tha language up
Ima vee-i-ishle play tha strip on my gree-i-isle
I stay wit' tha peei-istol on my hip
And I stay wit' a clip full of mee-i-isles
Grey wrist braclet full of cree-i-istles
I'll leave you cree-i-ipeled
'cause I be shootin' tha tech like when tha ref be blow tha wee-i-istle
but I do some B.I wit' you if you be blowin' yah nose and I aint talkin' 'bout wit' tee-i-issue
my weed green like a pee-i-ickle
hop off tha G-4 hop in tha G-Knee-I-ickel
Had to throw 24's on tha vee-i-hickle
And my smile get a broads hard knee-i-ipples
Whoa Whoa...hold up..hold up...
[Chorus] (Swizz Beatz e Cassidy)
Do my ladies run this muthfuckah, smoke somethin' tonight, drink somethin' tonight
Do my thugs run this muthfuckah, who fuckin' tonight, is you fuckin' to night
Somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah
(Verse 3) (Cassidy)
Now you know Ima ladies man..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Maybach mercades man..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
My watch cost 80 grand..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Im gettin' that gravy man..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Yeah I used to slang on tha strip..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Me, sing bing and tha clique..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Now tha whole world singin' my shhhh..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
I can serve ayething that I get..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
And you can be a rider but stay in yah lane, 'cause words in my five I aint playin' no games,
if its drama Im sprayin' them things..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Cats cant stop sayin' my name..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
'Cause Im hot right now..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
I cant be stopped right now..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Look at tha charts, Im on top right now..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
Tha kid got it on lock right now..nah Im talkin' 'bout..
[Chorus X2] (Swizz Beatz e Cassidy)
Do my ladies run this muthfuckah, smoke somethin' tonight, drink somethin' tonight
Do my thugs run this muthfuckah, who fuckin' tonight, is you fuckin' to night
Somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah, somebody say yeah
cassidy - can i talk to you
[Chorus]
Yea, I need to talk to you, ok can I talk to you
C?mon c?mon c?mon (hey, let me holla at you)
C?mon c?mon c?mon (yo, stop runnin from me)
[Cassidy]
A yo this Cassidy & niggas is not fuckin wit me man,
And yea, I?m talking wreckless but you gotta respect it,
Its in my DNA man, I was born to be a gangsta,
Yea Kiss talk to em?
[Jadakiss]
You know me K-I-S-S kiss of death
LP soon comin for yall bless bless
Metallic green paint on the impala the S.S.
And I figure the more niggas dead the less stress
You love how I?m hurtin the track
You wanna polly but I?m sort of hard to reach like the dirt on ya back
Hand to hand like I?m workin the sack
And I work out wit my arms so I?ll have no problem workin the mac
Uh, never been a toe stepper, side switcher
A fence jumper, I was 10 wit twin pumpers
Hustled wit the best of them
Did whatever it took to make a quarter I charge niggas to watch wrestlin
I?m heavy threat, D-Block double R full surface yall niggas aint ready yet
[talking]
Yea, New York is mine, Philly is Cass holla back.
[Chorus X2]
[Cassidy]
You know me C-A-S-S fresh dressed
Just copped some new 4-5?s and a fresh vest
I gets scout cuz a bitch mouth is the best sex
But less tlk you aint got no heart in yo left breast
Go head get yo beef on
I?ll let my wolves get they eat on and leave you wit nothing but ya sneaks on
But it don?t matter cuz ya feets gone
Now that?s restin in pieces so go meet Jesus
You little boys better ease up
Cuz them dudes you think hot?ll see Cass and then freeze up
You wan? scrap roll ya sleeves up
But I?ll rather squeeze cuz I aint tryin to fuck my trees up
Or wrinkle my dickie I crack a dutch sprinkle the sticky
I know you pissed I got kiss & them wit me, dig me
Cuz you dudes is haters & if you bet that I was gon? flop you gon? lose yo paper.
[Chorus X2]
[Jada]
A yo, get it through ya head there?s no stopping me
Nigga the R is double the surface is full the block is D
All it take is a trey 8 & a mass nigga its Jada & Cass I vision ya face waitin to blast
If money was food yall niggas be fastin
And we stuffin our face & eatin wit passion
In the like we runnin numbers
Cass ask these mothafuckas why they runnin from us
[Cassidy]
They runnin from us cuz they petrified
I lift guns for the exercise
And I spray like insecticides
You bugs better rcognize
When the weapon rise you can catch slugs in ya chest through ya vest & die
You on some sucka shit
So I?ll leave a scar on ya face longer than the knife that I cut you wit
I done paid my dues so I?ll blow ya brains out & then feed it to ya seed like baby food
Bitch!!!
[Chorus X2]
cassidy - can t fade me
Yea, hehe. Don Quan
Original God's Son Nas. That nigga Cass rules. Whattup baby
[Chorus: Quan]
Y'all niggaz is crazy. (To think) Y'all niggaz can't fade me
(Trick these) From the bottom to the top, from the booth to the block
Anyway I got to get it, I'm givin it all I got
Y'all haters can't hold me. (No Way) And y'all don't want to zone me
(Want it your way) So when I get, I'm gon' get it, in my life how I live it
and whips that I be whippin, smokin on the exquisite
[Nas]
In the crib, two bricks of coke, liquor and dope
Pretty Hawaian bitches who eat choch and deep throat
Same niggaz that get down, remember them
California style, yeah I went back again
But much wiser, 'cause these guys are
Leave you up shits creek and won't lose sleep
So while we pack the heat, I got the heckler and koch
My man got the dot, five-oh block
It's like the movies shots as niggaz watch
But the American version
East coast, west coast as we connect these curtains
'Cause we ain't scared to buck, step on the Timbs and Chuck's
Is gonna happen, gun clappin, remember that
Now we on the soothern part of the map
Houston, party of the year, everybody there
Texas, no guestlist, only real players allowed
Me and my dudes make out rounds *Yall must be crazy*
[Chorus: Quan]
[Quan]
VA game spittin, platinum grill grinnin
Chrome rims spinnin, with wood grain glistenin
Any amount we sippin, passion for thugs livin
Free, fresh and out of prison
Flexin that new edition
Good grain gettin, shit and lovin the feelin
Bobby Womack singin, My wrist and rings gleaming
Hat cocked duce, puffin the quarter loosely
Poppin the bottle and tippin the fifth of that to goosey
Shinnin for Swill and Halle, smokin for Lil' Shawney
Still reppin Bad Newz, and all my soldiers fallen
Enjoy some better days, dispute burdens I carry
See cousin hookin money, for God momentary
Floss every chance I get, spread love freely
Still spittin this gangsta shit, 'cause the streets need me
Still got that mack milly, for niggaz actin silly
still pimpin gangsta pretty, reppin in every city
[Chorus: Quan]
[Cassidy]
Yeah, I pray every day for a better life
I say it's gon' get better but it's like I'm never right
Make it better Christ, I'm on both of my knees
There's no hope, that why I'm smokin the trees
Damn, all for the cheese, I lost both of my mans
That's why theres toasters in both of my hands
Damn, and I'll sell coke and birds 'fore I go to work
I go to the Range more than I go to church
My whole mentality twisted, but this reality isn't it
I ain't tryin to be fatality listed
And yo bredrin, gettin dough is like goin to heaven
And goin to jail, like goin to hell
But before I go in the grave, I'll go in the cell
Just send my son mo' dough in the mail
Oh well, but I got god on my side so I'm beatin the case
This life crazy but I'm keepin the faith
[Chorus: Quan]
cassidy - cash rules
Cassidy
Evee e
And Bone Thugs [x4]
[Cassidy:]
Yo to get the cash I get the mask
My trigga finga itch so I'm quick to blast
I'm quick to spaz I'll strip ya ass
Put a bullet in the clip and come get ya ass
Nigga this bones an mista cash
Niggas on my dick like you with them cats
Niggas never heardd me spit this fast got niggas on the strip if you hit the glass
(yo switch it cas)
I can change the flow
Yo you the type of cat that give my name to po po
You a rat, you a lame with no doe
Push ya weight back when I bang the fo fo
I grip it and blast for it
Nigga you can get it if you ask for it
I can spit it in fast fowardd
(or I can go it slower)
Chop and screw it
Had the whole midwest rockin to it
Had the whole ddown south snappin to it
Get the whole east coast back into it
I'm the cat to do
Whole west coast gone bang to this
I ddo this for my niggas with cain to pitch
They never should have let me get the hang of this
Now I spit game so dangerous
I'm amazin homes
When I raise the chrome
Put the laza on then blaze the chrome
Thou shall never fuck with lazy bone
Can't forget wish and crazy bone
And bes believe that if you fuck with eve I'm gonna kill you
I rep to the def
F to the s man it don't get no reala
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
Cash rulez everything around me
[Krayzie Bone:]
Niggas better listen to the warnin
Run up on a nigga he die
Can't find him till the mornin
Believe me ain't scared to put it on ya
Leave you in a feild in califonia
Nigga make money, get money, big money
Casue when a motha fucka broke ain't shit funny
Betta believe
Cash rule everything around me
So don't bring yo broke ass around me
Spitta
Nigga wigga?
For the scrilla
Killa
Dolla billa
And in the middle of the drama I'm gonna be goin inside of ya pocket
For the profit
So drop it
Nigga this cas and bone
Light up some hash and pass the chrome
Any nigga with a missunderstandin gone get handled
And that's for sho
[Wish Bone:]
Nigga shut it down
We ddont fuck around
If a nigga disrespect make him lay ddown
You can get it in the street
And I'm raised up
Nigga lay face ddown
Nigga give me that shit
What I'm posed to do
When a nigga ridde through
With his moneyy I want itt
What I'm tryin to say been doin this stuff
Fake niggas ddt want ittt
Hit hard drop a body guard
You don't want what's over here
Nigga betta watch ya braud
Cause she ??
Andd we will bring it over there
Nigga this bone and cas who can fuck with that
Ain't no body gone rat we no that
Make a nigga bow down
Cut him all in the face
His hole camp on hush
Nigga that's our ways
[Chorus]
[Lazy Bone:]
Betta give me my money man
I ain't runnin games
Me an lil cas like one in the same
We want it, we need it you betta believe it
An if you ain't got it we gunnin mann
I ain't askin twice I never been that nice
No niggas been killed for a game of dice
He come short on the dept and he paid the price
Stayin at home with a safety light
Choose to gamble
Mista ramble
Nigga like that get made example
I'm a tell you like a biggy sample
Come short on the ddope
Get ya contract canceled
I'm out sidde first with pleny of amo
This full surface nig hard to handle
Nigga run up betta bet he get dismantled
Got him glues to the tank? can't change the chanel
[Eve:]
I was born to be a rich bitch
Can't ever block me from this ddoe
Nigga riddiculous
Ya you see me
Ermez? head to toe
Nigga witness
You can't stop me pop on the jet head to paris for a hour
Jus to cop me a dress
You call it crazy
Well I call it life
An I'm makin sure I'm all good
Nigga it's hard to rich fuck broke
I remember that bein in the hood
And I ain't never goin back
Fuck that
Got to much of what I want and need
Ya you hatas we love you hate it
Cassidy bones an eve
[Chorus]
cassidy - cashin out
Yeaaaa
Ridin' 'round with my chopper
Yeaaaa
The hustler
I go by the name of Jag
Let's go!
Hook:
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
My closet got more snicks than a fallaka
And every day I stub my face with steak and lobsters
Got a kilo on my wrist bitch I'm cashin' out
Got a kilo on my neck yes I'm cashin' out
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
I'm high that's why I'll be in my zone
Grams of that grams daddy I'll be getting stone
This chicks are Mmm, daddy why you never call my phone?
Don't you kids got a damn daddy bitch leave me alone
I'm tryna hear your problems, I've got problems of my own
Like necessarily Siroccin' make some mollys with patron
If you fuck the first night and I might probably take you home
And if you swallow in the pipe then you could probly get a loan
You could owe me but you gotta blow me like a saxophone
'Cause you wasn't with me rappin on that microphone
Bitch, you need a lot but you don't think a lot
'Cause you drink a lot and smoke weed a lot
But I can tell you don't read a lot
'Cause you're talking stupid you need to stop
Just call me when you need the cop
And I'll call you when I'll need to pop
I need the guap so I need a chick
Don't need shit she just need the dick
The weed get lit so I'm passing on
But you about to put the classic out
I'm spazzing out, ain't never haz been
Another has been, I get the cash in so I'm cashin' out
Hook:
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
My closet got more snicks than a fallaka
And every day I stub my face with steak and lobsters
Got a kilo on my wrist bitch I'm cashin' out
Got a kilo on my neck yes I'm cashin' out
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
Louie's got the grams but still we gotta heat 'em
I'mma pill it if you say that I'mma deal your wrist watch
I'mma chill it, I'mma make you niggas feel it
If it's lookin', I'mma grill it, told you niggas I'mma kill it
Jag keep it real, chubby pocket swole up
The whole know as soon as we roll up
I'm like roll up, a ho hold up
Cuz these bitches out tonight, they know us
They lean on me, they, they called up
They stand around cuz we pulled up
I'm turnt up like so what
She movin fast but I slow like
She loose loose, fat open like Bruce Bruce
Fuck nearly she asked out
Cuz we rackin' up and we cashed out
Chubby
Hook:
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
My closet got more snicks than a fallaka
And every day I stub my face with steak and lobsters
Got a kilo on my wrist bitch I'm cashin' out
Got a kilo on my neck yes I'm cashin' out
Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper
Keep the dutch full of cush and keep a cup full of vodka
Yea, Cassie the hustla
Chubby Jag, Lawson family
Ayo I went to the club and I've seen niggas go crazy off this record right here
But you got two types of people
You have people that just like to dance and have fun
But then you've got some people that like to hear lyrics
Hear bass and hear punchlines and shit like that
So now you've got the best of both worlds
You've got a record that you can dance and have fun to
And you've got a record that niggas jumped on and bought it
Yeaaaaa
cassidy - cassidy
Chea, Chea
Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
Listen up man I be switchin up the language. I used to slang with the cain in my anus. But now I'm famous, you know how the game is. I came to let you niggas know what my name is. (Cassidy) I'm C-A double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me. I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know the name on my ID. Barry Adrian Reese, that's my real name (Cassidy). I got a vicious spill game and I peel cain. I still came from the grind and the gristle. Just tryna make a dollar out of dime and a nickel. I'm palmin the pistol, we can make war. You thought that when they made ya guns that they aint make more? And I'm gonna make sure I do it big for my peoples kid. I aint tryna let my city down like the Eagles did.
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
It's true, money do talk cuz we conversated. That's why everything I do I get compensated. It's easy to get cheese, it aint complicated. A nigga got what you need you go and confiscate it. I'm kinda hated but the love kinda dominate it. I aint lyricist of the year, but I was nominated. My whole family on the grind so I'm crime related. All this time I waited to shine, it's bout time I made it. The drama, save it, I aint lookin for beef. I'm sittin in the kitchen cookin the geese with no feathers and beaks. We way better you could never compete. You hear how Swiss put together the beat? He make it easy for me. I paint pictures make it easy to see. It aint nuttin to talk greezy to me, I do you greezy fa free. You should know I'm not a game by now, and you should definitely now my fuckin name by now.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
I'm a gangsta you can tell by my verses I am.
Let me explain what kind of person I am. When I was young they called me a BeBe kid, I was worser than them. I was wild as a child and got worser at 10. When I start dislikin the rules like it was cool. Actin a fool, fightin, bringin knifes to my school. I cooled down at 13 and start mackin the whores, that's when I fell back and started actin mature. I hit the scene at 15 and started gettin a name cuz I was rhymin and grindin, I was gettin the change. A couple years later got down with the team. I was signed to Ruff Ryders movin pounds of the green. I did a groove album, but I aint get a release, that's when I politiced with Swiss and started rippin his beats. But I was still hittin the streets and sellin the cain. I'm a hustla, muthafucka tell em the name.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my muthafuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
cassidy - crack
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we flip that C-R-A-C-K
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we move that C-R-A-C-K
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we sell that C-R-A-C-K
[HOOK]
Crack!! It got my niggaz addicted
Crack!! But got my niggaz convicted
Crack!! Why niggaz stand on the block
Its called Crack!! It got my man and 'em shot
I said Crack!! what niggaz sell for the cash
Crack!! Got the women selling they ass
Crack!! What the feins use to get high
And the hustlers move to get by that's why the song called CRACK!!
[VERSE 1]
I got the cops drawn... I put the block on
Over rare bout to stock viles of the popcorn
Feins got the block warm getting they cop on
My young'ns run the block till ev'ry one of the rocks gone
And I got another block I'm puttin the pot on
Strong enough to smell through the jar wit the top on
Cop and be gone... If you come to the block drawn
I'll hit you with the glock till ev'ry one of the shots gone
He thought he was a thug he was all on his pop join'
Till he got popped now he all on his rock join'
I left him all on the block wit his top gone
Law called his mom and pop they all on they shock join'
I was just tryna make some bread for my family
And ev'rybody got somebody dead in they family
and ev'rybody got some crackheads in they family
So it's no room to hate cause i kno you relate... My shit
[HOOK]
I'ma blow like propaine cause the flow flames
It'll have you look like the cooked version of cocaine
I spit crack homie... neva been wak homie
I'm back homie... And I hold weight like I'm fat Tony
Like a Soprano I stay with the ammo
Push keys and make music but dont play the piano
You could get blam! yo... I'm nice wit my hands doe
You'll be looking like Rocky if you play like you Rambo
I'm looking type Rocky when I hop out the Land Vo
Bezel on the band whoa... rock on the hand glow
It's all for the fans doe
Thanks for the sup-port
my 16s like the nicotine in a newport
I'm like Too $hort... Pimpin these hoes
I'm the best at inventin the flow since Hove
What these other niggaz spittin is trash
But it's like hittin a glass when you listen to Cass... My shit
[HOOK]
I still be fucking it all up
Gettin it, mixin it cuttin, it all up
I make hella cake and I'm addin it all up
And I ain't sellin weight, man I'm baggin it all up
My youngn's on the block they be knockin it all off
Who you think the feins be coppin it all off
My block got hard but we coppin it all soft
If its snakes in the grass we choppin it all off
If you play wit my cash I'm poppin at all ya
Wit my face in a mask I'm choppin at all ya
But due to the fact I be rappin and all that
I be actin and all that I ain't clappin at y'all cats
But before I did music and movies and all that
I was moving in all black wit the toolies and all that
But now I dont got time cause I'm eatin and all that
I'm too decent for all that to be beefin wit y'all cats... You on
[HOOK]
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!
ITS CALLED CRACK!!!!!!!!
I SAID CRACK!!!!
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!!!
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