Hit It For Free Field Mob

Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke, jackin' off thinkin about big butts and daggets in bed. i been a crook i done took paychecks and fled. 3 things i hate:whores, red-necks and feds. i had

Hit It For Free (Feat. Mr. Kane) Field Mob

Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke, jackin' off thinkin about big butts and daggets in bed. i been a crook i done took paychecks and fled. 3 things i hate:whores, red-necks and feds. i had

Nothing 2 Lose (Feat. Slimm Calhoun & Sleepy Brown) Field Mob

, c'mon brotha I want to be free, help each otha I want to be free, love ya sista I want to be free, dont you miss her I want to be free.

Nothing 2 Lose Field Mob

, c'mon brotha I want to be free, help each otha I want to be free, love ya sista I want to be free, dont you miss her I want to be free.

Cut Loose Field Mob

My shorty done cut me loose, and left me in the wind Got a new man wit a Ph.D. and cheese, but he pees in depends He's 60, she's in her 20's, she said I be hard in her, overworking her And when I hit from

At The Park (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

what you gon go do after church Hit the mall snatch a hat grab a shirt Wash the 'Lac wax the 'Vert clean the truck We finna ball stash the strap and pass the purp Me and my dogs ridin old school whippin

ConverHation (Skit) Field Mob

It ain't no converhation bitch no dimistration get the fuck up out my face before i spray yo ass in yo face bitch you fuckin wit a grown man bitch you know what i can't stand a bitch like you tryin to

Sick Of Being Lonely Field Mob

I wanna know So gimme a call and let's play no games I'm playin', you want the plane Don't point a finger over herre I bought you a fur coat for your birthday And this the things I get shorty?

Sick Of Being Lonely (Dirty South Mix) Field Mob

Chorus x2 I'm so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Interlude sung Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah

I Hate You (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

everybody today First, before I get into my speech...because I do have a speech The sounds you are listening to are provided by Kid Joe ah yea...I'm Shawn Jay and I want to make a special announcement for

1,2,3 (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

Trees chiefin purple daily Weeds (no seeds) call it (Virgin Mary) Chevy they say we broke up ( [Chevy:] Oh yeah) But we do shows and (split ends) like (blow dried hair) Hold up...

Georgia (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin on my mind but...

Georgia (With Field Mob) Field Mob

Georgia We ain't playin witcha Country Name Country Slang Fiens at the liquor store Lac Cruisin Crap Shootin 50 on the 10 to 4 Overcast the forecast Shows clouds fromt plenty dro And we ready for

Eat `Em Up, Beat `Em Up (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

bite her nipples Hit it from the back I have her walkin like she cripple Im the king of the quickie, I be workin it Nine inches plus its thick with a curve in it Like a rainbow, for us the game go, keep

Haters (Feat. Trick Daddy) Field Mob

Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans...thats 23's with the big ole owl, dual heads roaring Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths...thats 22's on the Impala on 20 inches Mo' wood in it than

Haters Field Mob

Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans...thats 23's with the big ole owl, dual heads roaring Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths...thats 22's on the Impala on 20 inches Mo' wood in it than

Don`t Want No Problems Field Mob

Inhalin' gun after gun, blazing off blunt after blunt, havin' fun Them niggas took a jab at me Then one push from the back of me Tryin' to tackle me and wrestle me Couldn't get me down, so they hit

Don't Want No Problems Field Mob

song Inhalin' gun after gun, blazing off blunt after blunt, havin' fun Them niggas took a jab at me Then one push from the back of me Tryin' to tackle me and wrestle me Couldn't get me down, so they hit

sick of being lonely (remix) field mob

you I need ya And tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions Oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming in tails Heads on a science apart Nobody said it

It's Hell (Feat. Ole-E) Field Mob

kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicate-ed My mind, Fuck the World, we cried My mamma died in '92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?

It's Hell Field Mob

kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicated my mind, Fuck the World, we cried My mamma died in ?

Pistol Grip (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

stick her and he try to stick me So I'm... packin my magnums In case I gotta blast one The only time I'm leakin out my head is when I'm sweatin You ain't gon have me layin dead in my Chevy I worked hard for

Smilin' (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Ludacris) Field Mob

when my frown is down side up ya smile is upside down Is it because of my fly style is it my nice house Is it cause I'm iced out and livin a life now that I'm bout through strugglin everything is alright

It's Over (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

Yeh yeh you know it [3x] [Singing] F.B.I. Hey man F.B.I.

So What (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Ciara) Field Mob

the club And they say he think he's slick He got a lot of chips He's so messed up, I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nothing but a thug So what So what So what So what [Verse 1: Field

My Wheels (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

Cause see I love (Chevys) the way they (like a rock) I heard that Kanye West sayin Jesus Walks But if He see what I ride He'll have a reason to drive (Stevie Wonder) flow (can't see me) but you feelin it

Baby Bend Over (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

I'm Polow Da Don And these my boys they Field Mob let's go [Hook - Shawn Jay] I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby

Betty Rocker Field Mob

you've got to cook it up in tha pot bakin soda make hot chop it up then put it on the block cook it up let it sit then it stop chop it up bag it up put it on the counter (repeat) verse 1 i'm a roach in

K.A.N. (Kuntry Ass Niggahs) Field Mob

field mob, i'm shawn J and him, thats boondoc i represent the south, and thats the way i'm a keep it if u got game then peep it, its the southern way i wouldn't have it no other way, so mutha fuck what

Blacker The Berry (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

sweat coffee And peepee sweet tea and spit oil Say when ashy I lotion down in Armor All Made me feel like a loser really lame Because of my complexion nobody would include me in games Not even tag never "it

Area Code 229 (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

Don't get it fucked up nigga FBI Field Boys Incorporated we started this shit... Fleetwooood!

Friday Night (Album Version) Field Mob

(verse 1) I wanna Drink get drunk smoke choke on get lit 6K in my ring rose gold on my wrist we fina take you pocket full of paper homie outfit old school shirt got a gator on it my air forces whitier

Where R U Going? (Feat. Joi) Field Mob

Ah..ah two times Comin up, and I feel you and I done it up together Crushed a qt time And tha fun is up Sun down, and the sun is up Late at night night and day, you was up under me Or I was up under ya

Where R U Going? Field Mob

Ah..ah two times Comin up, and I feel you and I done it up together Crushed a qt time And tha fun is up Sun down, and the sun is up Late at night night and day, you was up under me Or I was up under ya

Bitter Broads (Interlude) Field Mob

he ain't answering his muthafuckin' phone.And bitch what's that telling you fuck that muthafucker,they out on the road on tour fuckin' bitches doin' this doin' that,them muthafucker's ain't got time for

Sorry Baby (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob

The Field Mob's in the house tonight, Field Mob's in the house tonight... This the F.B.I. We got another one, act your age not your shoe size baby, Pinky ring, no wedding band!

Georgia (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jamie Foxx) Ludacris, Field Mob

mind but...Georgia We ain't playin witcha Country Name Country Slang Fiens at the liquor store Lac Cruisin Crap Shootin 50 on the 10 to 4 Overcast the forecast Shows clouds fromt plenty dro And we ready for

Right Field Adam Sandler

Pitch it in there, baby! We're behind you here in right field! One down! Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah! Show 'em the magic! This chump can't hit!"

Mob Up Twista & The Speedknot Mobstaz

[Intro] Yeah mobsta style for you muthafuckas you know what I'm sayin' We fin to bring this shit like this here This muthafuckin' Chi shit check it out [Chorus 1] The niggas in my mob can't

Live at the O.M.N.I. Goodie Mob

Even though you hit me with everything you got One Million Niggaz Inside... I still found truth even though you lied One Million Niggaz Inside...

Live at the O.M.N.I Goodie Mob

Even though you hit me with everything you got One Million Niggaz Inside... I still found truth even though you lied One Million Niggaz Inside...

Free Goodie Mob

living this way Many are blind and cannot find The truth cause no one seems to really know But I won't accept that this is how it's gon' be Devil you gotta let me and my people go Cause I wanna be free

Potters Field Anthrax

I was told to love you I was told to try I was born to save you I was born to die I'll always be your scapegoat You'll never take the blame You never had a chance It was your soul to save I am

Fly Away Goodie Mob

ain't no reason lookin for it -- ain't no fuckin flaw I didn't go to bed without my lucky bear claw See, I'm a rare stud lookin to bloom like a mushroom in the jug, under hot lights, crystalize so

Mob Rules Black Sabbath

On a small world, west of wonder somwhere, nowhere all There's a rainbow that will shimmer when the summer falls If an echo darts in dancer when it hears a certain song Then the beast is free to

Soul Food Goodie Mob

too much Drinking a cup of punch, tropical Every last Thursday of the month Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morning When I was sick Mary had tha hot soup boiling Didn't know why but it

The Damm Goodie Mob

Yeah, it's Fulton County In the Woods, where niggaz got bounties hangin over they heads We done went back down the street And stayed from the concrete treads Chorus: Let's hit the damm, where

Kolors Goodie Mob

Ain't no pressure when you see me that's what hit for Lucille whaling' You spent the more' niggas Tell me the truth Tell me how it really go You don't have to say it no more You're on a different type

The Day After Goodie Mob

I'm so happy we made it I knew one day we would All these years of strugglin' Were never understood Now my eyes are open and I can clearly see We didn't die for nothin' cuz we're finally free I'm

Just Do It Goodie Mob

scream at you You can look in my eyes and tell what I'd do I'm a charge at niggas and you know I'm true But goddammit, fuck nigga this one for you I know how it go, I done been out there before Heard