R.I.P. Lyrics by Prodigy Ft. Raekown & Havoc
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[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Nobody can't stop our rain
I don't bend, I don't break
Too much dough to ever go broke
Too much champagne to use flutes
I'm straight from the bottle like a genie hoop
Grant you death wishes
I don't dance, I just do this
Burn it down, I smell Piff
I post it up
Like an advertisment for a gangsta
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Affichage des articles dont le libellé est Havoc. Afficher tous les articles
jeudi 6 juin 2013
lundi 6 mai 2013
Havoc - Favorite Rap Stars Lyrics (Ft. Styles P & Raekwon)
Favorite Rap Stars Lyrics by Havoc Ft. Styles P & Raekwon
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[Verse 1: Styles P]
My niggas flippin' it all day
Either on the corners or up in the hallways
Coke from Cuba, but they got it on Broadway
Pitchers on the front stoop, shooters in the doorway
...you a marble in the jacuzzi
The elevator ride to the top'll make you woozy
Either shootin' the
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[Verse 1: Styles P]
My niggas flippin' it all day
Either on the corners or up in the hallways
Coke from Cuba, but they got it on Broadway
Pitchers on the front stoop, shooters in the doorway
...you a marble in the jacuzzi
The elevator ride to the top'll make you woozy
Either shootin' the
mercredi 17 avril 2013
Havoc - Life We Chose Lyrics (Ft. Lloyd Banks)
Life We Chose Lyrics by Havoc Ft. Lloyd Banks
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[Verse 1: Havoc]
Got these cowards out plotting on me, red dot for me
Blast 'em with the clapper, you know I keep the ratchet on me
All that beefing shit is corny, nigga, faker than the Twitter beef
Your girl wants something realer so she's in my sheets
And I don't blame her, she rather be around this paper
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[Verse 1: Havoc]
Got these cowards out plotting on me, red dot for me
Blast 'em with the clapper, you know I keep the ratchet on me
All that beefing shit is corny, nigga, faker than the Twitter beef
Your girl wants something realer so she's in my sheets
And I don't blame her, she rather be around this paper
lundi 15 avril 2013
N.O.R.E. - Camouflage Unicorns Lyrics (Ft. Tragedy & Havoc)
Camouflage Unicorns Lyrics by N.O.R.E. Ft. Tragedy & Havoc
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This worse I ain’t fake jury and this nigga never chain
Dory all the mix while I still obtain, queen ledgin’ is not thisfor me
And the one I disagree I smack around the misery
Sixteen years, blessed wears in my teeth
I wanna do a less support for everyone I kiss
Or maybe I’m just angst
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This worse I ain’t fake jury and this nigga never chain
Dory all the mix while I still obtain, queen ledgin’ is not thisfor me
And the one I disagree I smack around the misery
Sixteen years, blessed wears in my teeth
I wanna do a less support for everyone I kiss
Or maybe I’m just angst
vendredi 8 mars 2013
Havoc - Gone Lyrics
Gone Lyrics by Havoc
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[Intro]
Yeah… this is what they want, right?
Give ‘em what they want, right?
Yeah, yeah… thirteen
[Verse 1]
2013, funny how time flyin’
It ain’t a thing changed in regard to the iron
Hit you motherfuckers, go push it to the essence
Hollow-tip slugs that’ll pierce through the vests
Anybody could get it, I send a clear message
I ain’t talkin
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[Intro]
Yeah… this is what they want, right?
Give ‘em what they want, right?
Yeah, yeah… thirteen
[Verse 1]
2013, funny how time flyin’
It ain’t a thing changed in regard to the iron
Hit you motherfuckers, go push it to the essence
Hollow-tip slugs that’ll pierce through the vests
Anybody could get it, I send a clear message
I ain’t talkin
mercredi 23 janvier 2013
Havoc Ft. Royce Da 5'9 - Tell Me To My Face Lyrics
Here is Tell Me To My Face Lyrics is performed by Havoc Ft. Royce Da 5'9 @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com
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[verse 1: havoc]
one for my troubles – two for the money
haters feelin’ some kind of way and i don’t give a fuck, b
take the good with the bad, toastin’, raisin’ my glass
shorty want my attention, she backin’ up that ass
we fornicate, i’m all
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