Mr. Criminal - Gangster Love

Canción: Gangster Love
Autor: Mr. Criminal
Album: Ryder Muzic
Letra:

Gangster Love...
thats the way I wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my gangster love
you know its the way I wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my gangster love
im telling you baby girl i never ever felt like this
the touch you give, the way you move, the way you seem to lick those lips
i like the way you love me girl on the real i do we making it moves and making it love i making it this one just for you
i got a fetish to get it taking trips out to venus
walks in the sunset you know i gotta get it
im a menace yeah criminal thats making it moves i live the life i dont think twice like criminal gots nothing to lose i stay g'd up but theres a price to pay for the things ive done in the pass i just my lose my life today and in the pass i gotta say youve always had my back cold days filled with drama girl i love you for that i have so many reasons to love you for all seasons when im away from home girl you keep a criminal feeling im a gangster baby girl showing you the gangster love im the reason that your dreaming and your fining for that...
Gangster Love...
i meet a girl that said she loves to ride with g's so guess what she wants to ride with me
thats the way i wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my gangster love
i meet a girl that said she loves to ride with g's so guess what she wants to ride with me
you know its the way i wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my gangster love
Ohhhh.....
yes i love you...
c'mon yes i wanna give you my gangster love baby....
you wanna get it...
and you love me and i love you cuz your my gangster love...
Damn baby girl i really really cannot stop your on my mind like all the time i loved to see you one more time
feminine lady but could get crazy in a second the type of girl that i really respect perfected by your creative the make up of all the heavens keeping me in heaven while im with my baby so precious lets just get away me and you lets get some things ill treat you to the finer things of all the girls that got it big and when i meet you felt like i just hit the lottery agony and exctasy this gangster loves a receipe lets just be me and you all i do is keep it true baby girl and its all just for you im a gangsters showing a gangster love tell your daddy your in love with a thug not a scrub Criminals a banging thug always on the role steady stackin on my fuds but as soon as home i gotta get me some of that...
Ganster Love...
I meet a girl that said she loves to ride with g's so guess what she wants to ride with me
thats the way i wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my ganster love
i meet a girl that said she loves to ride with g's so guess what she wants to ride with me
you know its the way i wanna love you
you know i wanna give you my gangster love
sh sh sh yeah...
uh uh uh uh yeah...
gangster love...
it aint nothing but a gangster love...
sh sh sh yeah...
nothing but a gangster love
gangster gangster love


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Paul Wall - I Need Mo

Canción: I Need Mo
Autor: Paul Wall
Album: Fast Life
Fecha: 29/07/2009
Letra:

[Chorus: Kobe]
We out here, trying to get it rain or shine
can't nobody take what's mine
But people say. ..
"That they gon try to kill me"

Go hard for mine is all I know
I'm trying to get all this dough
I try to say. ..
"If you want me come and get me"

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Early in the morning when the sun come up
I be playing my position, trying to chase a come up
I'm on the corner like little kids waiting for the school bus
I'm reggie bush about my paper man I gotta rush

I'm chasing Johnny dame, co vein with diamond crush
I want that TV Johnny watch, earrings and such
I got my mind focused driving in the fast lane
Apple paint and white seats, looking like a candy cane

I'm running marathons, while these lames running sprints
Been pulling all nighters, all year, and ever since
I'm steady grinding on the rise like Honda pants
Partner this is common sense, stacking up dollars and cents

I'm thinking pickett fence, six rooms, that's on a lake
Long as I keep stacking bread like pancakes
I pray with high stakes, so I can crawl down like snakes
Trying to eat them Vincent Anthony steaks, I gotta get more

[Chorus: Kobe]

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
From a Buick to a Benz, the American Dream
Riding apple over silver with the insides cream
I got my mind on the foreign so I hustle some green
And I'm somewhat color struck cuz I only love green

I'm living the ghetto dream, money, hoes, and cloths
My mind on bankrolls, I stay up on my toes
See I'm working for that paper chasing after that cash
Overtime punching clocks, I call it a monster mash

That paper in my vision, so I grind with precision
A hustler's ambition, to accumulate commission
My eyes is burning cuz I ain't slept in bout a week
And there's no time to eat cuz my body is weak

I'm (?) its time for cash stacking,
there ain't no time for slacking
I'm recking money now, later I'll be Cadillac'n
I'm packing paper and my pockets over flowing to the top
that's why I'm blowing my dawg, I gotta get that money!

[Chorus: Kobe]

[Verse 3: Paul Wall]
The clock keep on ticking and the count down is on
My paper keep on stacking now it wont be long
I'm king kong of the hustle, using mind with muscle
Putting together plots and schemes like a piece to a puzzle

The boys chasing broads, but I'm out here stacking bars
Motivated my screw tapes that's in my ipod
My job is all night my hustle is all day
When you thrown in the game, there ain't no 401K

I got a dream like Dr. King (?)
I swing it like peter parker in the Cadillac
So now I'm changing up the game like a clinic bitch
Hood super star with dreams of getting rich, gimme more

[Chorus: Kobe]




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