1. The Womb (Intro)
2. Just A Baby Boy
3. Just A Man
4. Focus (Interlude)
5. Baby Mama
6. Talk Shit 2 Ya
7. I’d Rather Be With You
8. You
9. Jody Meets Rodney (Interlude)
10. Crip Hop
11. Thatshowegetdown
12. Gun & Butter (Interlude)
13. We Keep It G
14. Eat Sleep Think
15. Just To Keep You Satisfied
16. I Hate You (Interlude)
17. Love & War
18. Straight
19. Baby Boy (Bonus)
2. just a baby boy
Snoop Dogg feat. Tyrese
[Tyrese:]
I know sometimes it might get crazy
I'll always be here for you lady
Baby I'm just tryin'a change the game
So let me work the thang
Let me do my thing
[Snoop:]
dumb, young and full of shit
lil crazy ass nigga
homie where u from
I bang the bet
Bang the set
Tat on my neck
Teck on deck
Yeh yeh watch yo step
He wont fuss
He'll just bust
Ask those *****
I left em in dust
Trust or bust
Cuss and get drunk and talk big shit
Man yo bitch so quick and dip
Hop on the site like like we used to do
Fly handlebars, his All-stars is blue
Keeping it true
7 days a week
and he livin with his momma
and I heard she a freak
******* wit a G
HGC 107
Bald head nigga named Melvin
He telling cuz how to live and he a felon
He bailin
Fuck that bullshit he sailin
You know why
[(Chorus) Tyrese:]
you just a baby boy
your not the real mccoy
I've been runnin' these streets
You goin' crazy
What about your baby
Why you ridin with heat
[Mr Tan:]
I gotta baby up the street
another baby mama around the corner
one I just screw
and the other I make love to
but im in and out fool
I can't stay with one bitch
I gotta keep it pimpin
But now some drama and I ain't wit it
The nigga that used to knock my song momma up just got out
And mom's threw a nigga out for bangin on his spouse
And that nigga
Now he up in baby's house
What I'm gon do
Should I set it off
And play myself like a fool
I'm a keep it cool
And see how long this shit gon last
I scooped up my son he tried to play my wit a ghetto pass
I ain't havin' that
Grab my strap
I got to do something
Fresh out but a nigga got to do something
And I'm a baby boy with nothing to lose
Big snoop check It
I'm a lay him down
*** dang it y'all please believe me
a baby boy, baby boy
I'm a baby boy gangsta
[chorus]
[Tyrese:]
I know sometimes it get crazy
I'll always be here for you lady
Baby I'm just trying to change the game
So let me work the thang
Let me do my thing
Everytime I come and see u
you're telling me what I can and cant to
Girl ur losin ur mind
You tell ur frends I don't treat you right
You say I'm livin another life
I Wanna make u my wife!
Yes I do babe
Girl you're about to drive me crazy
U cut me down and call me lazy
I guess I'm just another baby boy
Oh noo, no ohhh ohhhhhh
[Chorus]
[Snoop:]
Do the damn thing
Do the damn thing
Big snoop dogg do the damn thing
Big snoop dogg mr tan tyrese baby boy
All u young g's got a baby boy
5. Baby Mama
Three 6 Mafia
[Chorus: Juicy J + LaChat]
[Juicy J] It's my baby mama (yeanknow) I want child support
She get boyfriend checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama (yeanknow) she be ridin' Cady
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[LaChat] It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he be always broke
And he aint no good nothin', but a joke
It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me that's why I can't stand em'
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Man this freak has got me stressin' in the court I must confessin'
Playas try to get that checkin' hoopa hickeys on yo' neckin'
In that jail I can't be stayin' and my g's you can't be cakin'
Child support can burn like torch when you get behind yo' payment
Hurr they go you send em' letters then they wanna come and get cha
Probably shoulda used a Jimmy probably shoulda neva' met her
Why you wanna try and impress me?
Always lyin' tryna' caress me
[LaChat]
All these so-called ballas want me boy I'm styled you know I'm sexy
I'm LaChat you see I'm swole got you waitin' at a tole
Betta' come break me off a fee keep yo' girl on yo' bankrole
See me switchin' blowin' out kisses dudes don't know what they be missin'
I'm the type of girl you need keep some cookin' in the kitchen
Bake yo' biscuits up from scratch get chu' sprung off my cat
But chu betta take care yo' kids Juvenile Court is where it's at
Where it's at?
Yeanknow? Cheese is missin' yean show
And that freak you shackin' wit' she too nice I'm mean though
[CHORUS]
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
It's DJ P and brothas be out we just tryin' to be dawgs
But it's ok aint nann hoe gon' stop the way that we walk
We kickin' dis off in them dose' and when it's on they gon' run
And please believe when we come we gon' come like a nut cum
Down and dirty in these streets, rough and rugged on these freaks
Ridin' Cady Automatic man we got to keep that heat
Keep that heat for them streets cuz' man these streets be watchin' me
Memphis, Tenn. kick the chains and playas gotta kick the crease
The Vision 2 Juvenile Court is where they had yo' boy
Monthly payments I gotta pay, but I keep comin' short
Now that I'm payin child support and these courts got me runnin' mayn
Spendin' nights with these otha freaks house and all my dawgs mayn
Warrents for yo' boy arrest got me sweatin' from the stress
Gettin' drunk and high all night bout' to drive me to that white
Mayn if these boys want me they gon' really have to find me
Messin' off with these scally wag hoes they so grimey
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3: LaChat]
Why you playin?
Boy yo' baby need some shoes, boy yo' baby need some clothes
Need to try and pay yo' fees, why you out hurr playin' these hoes?
Aint no more for me and you, but this what they gotta do
With the seed we have concieved don't you know he's part of you?
I don't wanna hurr yo' mess talk to me bout' givin' checks
Put a judge up in my business what I want is what I get
Shoulda knownd it from the jump all that talk was just a front
Now you payin' for that lyin' see yo' ass in court next month
[Juicy J]
Pay you cheese I'll give you quarters I'll just wait for court to order
Mexico is where you'll find me somewhere round' the fuckin' border
Hangin' with the finest women, walkin' wit' a gansta limpin'
Drinkin' on a case of DP, goody green you know we wit' it
I done hustled worth a job and broke some back there wasn't no stoppin'
You dun did the clubbin' hoppin' and them pills you kept on poppin'
Now I see why you be freakin' now I know why you be geekin'
If you wanna give me reason catch me in that playa season
8. You
Felicia Adams
You, you were that someone for me
You, you were that someone for me
and I had always believed
that you would forever be
right here with me
You made me feel like i was
number one in your life so I
gave you everything I could
My life meant nothing to me
If that day you were unhappy
I did more than a woman should
But now it seems that it was all
Just a waste of time cuz
Cuz you just up and walked away
Without even a reason why
now all I do is sit and cry
but there's got to be a brighter day, day
You, you were that someone for me
and I had always believed
that you would forever be
right here with me
I was wrong(See I guess I was wrong)
So wrong
(because now you're gone
and the pain is so strong
cuz I'm alone)
I feel like I wanna die boy
Why did you have to lie cuz you
Know I believed every word you said
I guess I was a fool to be
So in love with you cuz
everybody said you were no good
Every since the day that you walked
All I do is sing a sad song
Of how I wish that you'd come back
But my daddy said that it'd be ok
Baby girl the rain will pass away
Then there will be brighter days
You,you were that someone for me
And I had always believed
That you would forever be
Right here with me
But see I guess I was wrong
Because now you're gone
And the pain is so strong
Cuz I'm alone
With the sunny days
It would soon pass away
And the loneliness I feel
Will be just a memory
I said to myself girl hold your head
It's gonna be brighter days ahead
All of the pain that I've gone through
It wasn't worth the tears I cried for you
You, you were that someone for me
and I had always believed
that you would forever be
right here with me
But see I guess I was wrong
cuz now you're gone
and the pain is so strong
cuz I'm alone
Repeat & Fade
10. crip hop
The Eastsidaz
[Chorus: Tray Deee]
I'm tired of that punk shit
Where niggaz claim to done, where they from and who run shit
I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, droppin gangbang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop
To the, tick tock to the blocks niggaz rip glocks
I'm knowin that this shit hot
This your first introduction to this motherfuckin crip hop
[Tray Deee]
It's time to research the documents and pull some files
and put it down with this gangsta style
Cause I be seein niggaz bein more aggressive now
after peace treaty meetings and the weapons down
Sport Chucks 'member once it was Nikes and sandals
To me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless
To manage this dramaticness I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin bustaz in check
Certified murder guide through the streets of death
Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met
From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
Niggaz have done did when the steel'll blast
Pockets filled with cash, fuck a Benz or Jag
Lookin rough in a bucket, tuckin tens and Macs
Dip roam, chip phones, flip (?) and clock
Lick shots and the cops and control your block
Keep it true with the crew from the old to new
Ride providin 'em with guidance like your 'sposed to do
Notice who, participatin all the activity
That's how we livin G, strictly killer tendencies
So death to all my enemies
And to the homies who rest in peace, a dub bag and Hennessy
These weak niggaz killin me
with their proclivity to even proclimate that they as real as me
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah nigga this crip, crip, crip
Talk shit and I'ma bust yo' lip
I'm gettin chips in the summer in a nine-six Hummer
in D.C., fuckin with a breezy, easy
See we see all we can see
G.R. we can G, the Eastside family
Coherent, cohesive, the co-pilot
On this Eastside shit cuz, I'm co-signin
On the East fuck peace we ridin violent
Fuck where you been it's all about where I been
Sirens, gunshots, flood glocks get popped
when they all try to knock knock knock
Who is it - visit the papers, the streets and the labels
We got the hottest shit burnin on the turntables
I won't deny ya, I'm a straight rider
and you don't wanna fuck with me (yeh yeh)
[Chorus]
[Goldie Loc]
C.. R.. I.. P.. cause that's all we G
I'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta Crip
and I'ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C)
Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvin
on my nuts without bucks like Marvin
You can't sleep, you can't eat, look who starvin
Written bill paid but still gotta be a slave
Flip your own money, make your own proper
Get yo' own heat, in case some niggaz try to stop ya
Be a boss hog about your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked
like a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shit
Have a babysitter set that ass up for chip Chips Ahoy!
Niggaz ran in with toys
If you didn't see 'em it's the Eastside boys
We be mobbin, like a motherfuckin cut
Dirty dealt, lil' sag, lil' jay, lil' Chuck
Two times, trey times on yo' motherfuckin ass
Keep it O.G. nigga, rewind and pass
It's just another day and forty dozen, niggaz strugglin
Is you hustlin, do you relate to drug smugglin?
If so, grab a nine and start to trip
But remember, don't let nobody punk you out yo' grip nigga
[LaToiya Williams]
Dogg Pound groovin, Eastside is the greatest
and other guys can't fade us
cause we're the hardest in the town
(?) and duces, never could be faded
And all you suckers hate it
Ohh crip is goin down
And baby have no doubt, we gonna turn it out
And that's on Eastside L.B.C.
And we're the best, we rockin coast to coast
and we be blowin dope, and baby that's the shit
I'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)
Duces 'n trayz bangin (that real crip shit)
I'm talkin real shit to ya baby (that real crip shit)
Duces 'n trayz, bangin bangin bangin bangin (THAT CRIP!)
[Snoop Dogg]
Oooh! Yeah, that Eastsider shit (Eastside Eastside)
What y'all know about this here (what what wha-wha-what?)
I'm (I'm) tal..king.. crip shit (talk to me, talk to me)
I'm.. tal..king.. crip shit
I'm talking crip shit to you baby
Eastside.. ahh! Eastside, Eastside
Ahh.. Eastside, Eastside!
Uhh, ahh.. Eastside, Eastside
12. Guns And Butter (Interlude)
All this talk of blood and iron
Is the cause of all my shaking
All this talk of blood and iron
Is the cause of all my shaking
All this talk of blood and iron
Is the cause of all my shaking
All this talk of blood and iron
It's the cause of all my shaking
The fatherland's no place to die for
It makes me want to run out shaking
I hear some talk of guns and butter
That's something we can do without
If men are only blood and iron
O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt?
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt
I'm hearing talk of joy in labour
I'll tell you this you can leave me out
The motherland's no place to cry for
I want some sand to hide my head in
I'm hearing talk of strength in labour
That's something I can do without
If I'm only blood and iron
O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt
All this talk of blood and iron
It's the cause of all my shaking
The fatherland's no place to cry for
It makes me want to run out shouting
I hear some talk of guns and butter
That's something I can do without
If men are only blood and iron
O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt?
Just keep quiet, no room for doubt
14. eat sleep think
Connie McKendrick
Baby if I coulda gave you every part of me
From head to toe ring
All my dreams
And everything thats in between
You don't even have to have alot of all that bling bling
You be without the doe (doe)and thats for sure (sure)
Im satisfied
I really want you in my life
Tell me what I'm gonna do
I can't eat sleep think
Breath without you
I wish you knew
That I can't eat sleep think
Breath without you
I watcha while you sleeping
Make believe you inside of me
I feel so outa line
Wayin down my spine
My legs hurt from the walls I climb
Why you gotta make me be so freaky
Cuz you know all about
And thats no doubt
I'm satisified
I really want you in my life
Tell me what I'm gonna do
I can't eat sleep think
Breath without you
I wish you knew
That I can't eat sleep think
Breath without you
No question
I've been stressing
About all the things I feel
I feel for you
Im giving you all of me
Every single part of me
I'm here to let you know
I love you and I'll never let you go
Tell me what I'm gonna do
I cant eat sleep think without you
I wish you knew
That I cant eat sleep think
Breath with out you'
oooo
Tell me, tell me, what I'm gonna do
I cant sleep without you
I cant eat sleep think
Breath without you
Hope is love
It brings me through
I wish you knew
That I cant eat sleep think
Breath without you
Without you
Tell me what im gonna do
I cant eat sleep think
Breath without you
15. just to keep you satisfied
Marvin Gaye
You were my wife, my life, my hopes and dreams
For you to understand what this means, I shall explain
I stood all the jealousy, all the bitchin' too
Yes, I'd forget it all once in bed with you
Ooo darling how could we end up like this?
Oh baby let me reminisce
Oh and when we, woo, stopped the hands of time
You set my soul on fire, my one desire
Was to love you and think of you with pride
And keep you satisfied, oh baby oh baby
We could not bear the mental strain
Leave you, I laugh at men too
Now you see how much you hurt me
But if you ever need me, I'll be by your side
Though the many happy times we had
Can never really outweigh the bad
Oh I'll never love nobody like I loved you baby
It's time for us to say farewell, farewell my darlin'
Maybe we'll meet down the line
It's too late for you and me, it's too late for you and I
Much too late for you to cry
It's too late for you and me, much too late for you and I
It's too late for you and me, much too late for you to cry baby
Ah we tried, God knows we tried
Now it's too late to live and love and ah it's too late baby
It's too late for you and me, much too late for you to cry
Oh oh ohhh it's much too late
Well, all we can do is, we can both try to be happy