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The lyrics are something like this:

This is how they do it, where i'm form
Be jumping in the club, until I see the sun
Shine...on my face, got that gun on my waist

Walking to my Escalade
Telling boys I'm not afraid.....

2006-09-05 09:10:30 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Music

7 answers

Rap is gay, don't waste your time.
Don't listen to Nicky Nick, I have facts look...

Rap used to be okay, when people like Will Smith did it, when it had actual beats. Now there is not even a real musician doing the work, they sit at a computer and use a mixer to make all their beats, then they make the song a remix or have someone write the lyrics for them. Rap artists don't thank their fans, their concerts and music are nowhere as close to as good as Rock. To top it all off, every song is about killing women, raping women, raping your girlfriend, dealing drugs, doing your mom, dealings drugs while doing your mom, robbing banks, having multiple "b*tches" in your bed, etc. May I also add that rap artists work nowhere as close to as hard as a rock band, I mean look at some heavy metal, thrash metal, classic rock songs and you'll see, the notes may repeat sometimes, but usually its just a chorus or rhythm fill, plus the musicians spends years learning how to play the instruments and have to play and sing while others are playing at the same time. Rap has no practice to it, just lousy singing. (THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PEOPLE THAT LIKE IT, THAT IS ANOTHER CATEGORY)

2006-09-05 09:12:56 · answer #1 · answered by GuitarGod 1 · 2 2

Why would you want the name of the song or the artist? What is it with the glorifying of guns and violence. Is that the legacy you wish to pass on?

Now that I read the words posted below...I rest my case.

2006-09-05 09:13:48 · answer #2 · answered by i have no idea 6 · 0 1

Big Tymers - This How we do

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Chorus - Mannie Fresh (2x)]
This how we do it, where I'm from
I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun
Shi-ine, on my face, got the gun on my waist
Walkin to my Escalade, tell them ****** I'm not afraid
To let the ni-ine, sing out, it can ring out

[Mannie Fresh]
Got one more minute, one last call
Two drunk players leaning on the wall
Three crazy ****** screamin, "alcohol"
Four more ****** claimin' that they ball
Five bartenders and they all want leave
Six ugly bitches with some ****** up weaves
Seven dyked broads and they all look rough
Eight ****** hollerin', "don't **** wit us"
Nine bitches runnin' off at the mouth
Ten bitches trying to hear what they talkin' about
Eleven cute shorties in the whole damn club
Twelve wannabe, gonna be, nothin' but scrubs
Thirteen fights, ******, bitches and dykes
Fourteen police reading ****** they rights
Fifteen minutes on interstate-10
At the strip club, we gon' do it again - whoa

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh (2x)]

[Baby]
Comin' through my hood on spinnin' blades
Mami know my name, ****** know I don't play
Jump out the whip, and we blaze in the shade
Cause I gotta get straight, got an ounce of that haze
Early birds don't play, makin' drops in the spots
We struggle, but we hustle, man we hustle 'round the clock
Goin' to the club, where the bottles gon' pop
We VIP *****, so them bitches gon' jock
Laid Back on them 23s
Escalade all green, Cadillac lean, who that be *****? (Hello)
You know that be Baby, he goin' to the club in somethin' updated
Porsche trucks, Infinity graded
Gotta give props to the man that made me
Red Gold, I start it went crazy
Afford to stunt, ******, stay in y'all places

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh (2x)]

[Mannie Fresh]
Pimp, picture me and your misses, lit up like Christmas
I look her in her eyes, and ask her could she kiss this
I do you, but never ever him
He is a wimp, and you is a pimp
Then she goes down, to my brown
One eye, big guy, hear that sound?
Slurp, slurp, take that spit [music stops]
Turn everything off bruh
Check out my outfit [music resumes]

[Baby]
I'm in the club smokin' buds with my thugs
Hoes show me love, and I never been a scrub
I'm walkin' out, thought lil' one had a grudge
She the one he love, so I hit 'em with a dub
(that's nothin' lil' one)
I'm in an Escalade faded, waistline crazy
The yellow-gold stealth, faded
Got the chrome, *****, plated
Hoes gon' love it, but these busters gon' hate it

2006-09-05 09:13:58 · answer #3 · answered by purple rain 5 · 1 0

Well it can't be 50 piece of garbage cent because the song actually has lyrics!

2006-09-05 09:14:15 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1 2

ey dont listen to that other guy GuitarGod or wateva rap aint gay

2006-09-05 09:16:16 · answer #5 · answered by ☮ ♥ ツ 6 · 1 0

'Shine" by Big Tymers

2006-09-05 09:15:43 · answer #6 · answered by Shana 2 · 1 0

www.lyrics/artist.com

2006-09-05 09:14:27 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 0 1

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