I love sigs. I say we make a day full of nothing but sig making. Sigs. I'm gonna make a sig right now.



MMMMMmm sigs.



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Did you know that sig is a short term for signature? WOW!



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Hi.

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k-k-k-k-cut up!!! freaky thangs, we be bout!

i like it when you let me try, anything!
cuz girl i aint got nothing but time,
let a nigga get a little cut up girl.

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Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits)
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Ehh-Ehh Ehh-Ehh, I stay shive)
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent (I can't pay my rent)
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly (Uh, Uh, Damn! Cause I'm so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)
Cause that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride (hmm-mmm)
Got everythang - in my momma name (We got everythang, in my momma name)
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (Uh-Huh!)

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I walked in the crib
Got two kids
And my baby mamma late
Uh oh uh oh uh oh
And so I to did what I had to did
Cuz I had the kid
Duh oh duh oh duh oh
Up all night, gettin' my money right
until the blue and white's
Po po po po po po
Now the money comin' slow
But at least a nigga know slow motion better then
No No No

You love to hear the story again and again
About these young brothers from the City of Wind
Like juice and gin in the city we blend
Amongst the hustle Titties and skin 50's and rims
Y'all know the Sprewell's and trucks with detail
Heartless females that wanna ride in 'em
Felt the southside venom with rawhides and denim
Bent minds collide with 'em in a system that tries victims
We livin' it my man in the fast lane pivotin'
On the block yo they sellin' like Eminem
On the block get jumped off like him and them
On the block is hot you can feel it in your skinenen
Shorties get the game with no instructions supersymbolin'
Eyes right it seems like the fight is dimmin' 'em
Come my man kuzzle like I'm kin' to him
He tryin' to stay straight, the streets is bendin' him

I walked in the crib
Got two kids
And my baby mamma late
Uh oh uh oh uh oh
And so I to did what I had to did
Cuz I had the kid
Duh oh duh oh duh oh
I'm up all night, gettin' my money right
until the blue and white's
Po po po po po po
Now the money comin' slow
But at least a nigga know slow motion better then
No No No

It's all good in the hood like
Rags and Timbs
Throwbacks and Timbs
Blacks and Rims
Whether on ball courts and tires of all sorts
We never fall short
With us, it's all force
Like And 1's someway some hand guns
The days the fam one is all over for
Cash is colder than fobolobo
But self I go toe to toe
Wonderin' if it's for the art of for the dough
Though I know to grow a nigga gotta learn to let go
Though I know the dough I gotta bring back to the ghetto
Arrows on tarot cards pointing to the grind
More livin in more prisons
Pointing to my mind
Shine the light up
Clench my fist tight holdin' the right up
Freedom fightin dark year for the years to get brighter
Situations that jaws get tighter
My man tried to get his way...

I walked in the crib
Got two kids
And my baby mamma late
Uh oh uh oh uh oh
And so I had to did what I had to did
Cuz I had the kid
Duh oh duh oh duh oh
Up all night, gettin' my money right
until the blue and white's
Po po po po po po
Now the money comin' slow
But at least a nigga know slow motion better then
No No No

Hey yo I, I know I could make it right
If I could just swallow my pride
But I can't run away
You put my gun away
You can't front on me
I, no I can't let it ride
No no not tonight
No I can't run away
You put my gun away
You can't front on me

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[chorus]
Knuck if you buck boy [repeat 10x]
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn
Knuck if you buck boy

[Lil Scrappy]
Crime Mob ho, Crime Mob ho
Hey this ya boy Lil Scrappy,
"Tha Prince Of Crunk"
yea, Lil J on tha track nigga,
Ay its time for all security to get around
It's going down........

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Well I'ma gat totin' pistol holdin'
Nigga on yo damn street
Stompin jumpin bumpin
And get crunk off in this damn thang
Throwin dem bows up at dez hoes
They screamin they bleedin from they nose
But we start to swang we makin niggas hit the flo'
Ain't no game off in this thang
We too deep off yo party
Crime mob niggas gettin started
Ellenwood niggas be the hardest
So if a nigga come and run his mouth just like ho
Punch em dead up in his nose
And stomp his ass down to the flo'

[Verse 2]
Yeah we knuckin and buckin and ready to fight
I betcha Im'a throw dem thangs
So haters best to think twice
See me I ain't nothin nice
And crime mob it ain't no stoppin'
They be like Sadaam Husein, Hitler and Osama Bin Laden
Like they steady gum poppin
And I am actin a fool
I wish a hater would get crunk up on this crime mob crew
Now enough is enough boy
Rough and get stuffed boy
Luck is a must boy
Knuck if buck boy
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Jumpin off from on the stage
Throwin' bows like Johnny Cage
All my niggas startin' riots
Knockin down the baracade
Ellenwood we be to deep
The M.O.B is to elite
Flawless lookin shawties
You'll be jawless gettin close to me
Bullets bustin constantly
Rammin through yo city streets
Broken bones laying long scattered across the concrete
Knuckin if u buckin you'll be duckin if u get too close
In my eyes you wasn't wise
I think its time I knuck you ho

[Verse 4]
I come in da club
Shakin my dreads, throwin dem bows
And bussin dez heads
Bitch you irrelevant come to my residence
Betsa back up for I leave you ellect
I been in drama and commiting a crime
Not leavin trace not leavin a line
We knuckin and buckin cuz I got a nine
I blow you away cuz you wastin my time
Stupid ass niggas I know what to do
I waste yo ass you step to my crew
I'm through wit you haters so watch what you do
You talkin bout me then I'm talkin to you
You buckin on us and we leave you in plastic
You buckin on me and that shit gone get nasty
I'm colder than ice and I'm freezing off hits
I target yo' city but you cannot tell

[Verse 5]
Knuck if you buck boy
But you betta come equipped
I got some shit off in my trunk thats gonna make yo body flip hollow tip
Bussin off the rizo soon as a hit the do'
Anybody make a false move they body on the flo'
Fuckin wit no hoes boy neva been no lame main
Aint Neva seen no pussy niggas scared to throw dem thangs main
Crime mob niggas off in this bitch
Break bread records I represent
Fuckin wit them HB niggaz you bout to get yo wig split
[chorus]

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[Verse 1]
I feel Like, I feel Like Standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters,
Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears in my eyes
hit the swich making sure any mother fucka in tha vicinity
Blow away and die,
Kill'em off with an explosion
Get up bitches,
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb,
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose Die with a blunt of dro in yo hand,
I'm uppin the itchy fo fuckin wit Twista
If you fuckin wit me come bet so cause it wont
Be an issue-Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gone get the picture put the flame in my
Swisher Then hollows penetrate thru yo tissue
Fuck yo fit up wit yo blood as I hear the cries
Of yo homies screamin revenge
Got no mercy on them either go to war wit the
Intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who
Cometh after the Christ next 1 to glisten after ice
Fuckin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you cant bring harm wit guns I'm
Armed wit bombs fuck all that shit you carry I got
Yo obituary a muthafuckin phenomenon-cause I'mma come
Till they put all of us in a cemetery

[CHORUS 2x]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna
Fuck wit
(kill'em all [3x])
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us
Sucide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch
Kill us all [3x]
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

[2nd verse Twista]
Go to war like I'm untochable yellin out bloody murder
While I'm bustin you 2 deadly fingers squeezing twin
Triggers steady touchin you screamin like a demon
Like I'm finger fuckin you
Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got
A grenade I'mma pull the pin out the sum bitch
Pop 17 sins out the gun clip smoking dro so fire
I was on 10 after 1 bligg
Nigga you have now entered the chainsaw massacre
Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula slip the clip in the
Automatic and get to bustin horrific hollows while you
Prayin to jesus of Nazarus
A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's
Scary wit a Mack in the back of the pelle
Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die
I'm comin back after they bury me
Its time for yo confessions I be the priest
Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier
Better become a bible holder as I start to massacre
Men with a verbal recital that's colder
Deaths coming closer as you let kamikazi
Enter yo body careful or you die standin vertical
And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you
Even if I gotta murder me to murder you

[CHORUS 2X]

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[Common]
Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
In they socks and they soles, niggaz holdin' they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed, hopin' for mo'
We know where to go, niggaz rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way, cuz they ain't know and they goes
The streets ain't safe cuz they ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors
So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don't roll
Down the roads where cars get broken and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the corners

[Kanye West]
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners niggaz rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin', huh?

[Lost Prophets]
We overstated, we underrated, we educated
The corner was our time when time stood still and
Gators and snakeskins and
Yellow and pink and
? profiles glorifying that

[Common]
Street lights and deep nights, cats tryin' to eat right
Ridin' no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
Desires of street life, cars and weed types
Its hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
Game that is deep, we speak and believe hype
Banged in the streets has cop left for deep life (?)
Its steep life, coming up where niggaz is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like
G's with three strikes, seeds that need light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong cuz its hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she bites
The corner

[Kanye West]
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners niggaz rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin', huh?

[Lost Prophets]
The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries
Broke out on different corners
Power to the people
Black power
Black is beautiful

[Common]
Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, its people workin' and earnin' this
The curb getters go where the cats flow and the current is
Its so hot that niggaz burn to live
The furnace is, whether money movin', the determined live
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German beers
Its so black packed with action that's affirmative
The corners

[Kanye]
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners niggaz rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin', huh?

[Lost Prophets]
The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our monument
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to love
Down on the corner

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[Intro]
Uh, uh, check it out
Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh, um
(i like this, yeah)
Uh, yeah, 94'

[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse One]
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true f**kin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree

[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the
place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee

[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Two]
Straight up honey really I'm askin
Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name, what's
your sign"?
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, "who you be with"?
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvou at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right boo (truuuueee)
Forget the telly we just go to the crib
and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me

[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the
place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee

[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Three]
(How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, f**k a dollar and a dream (whaat)
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
(Honey check it, (check it)
Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your freinds)
And we can be friends
Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right)
Aight? Is that aight with you?
Yeah... keep bangin)

[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the
place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee

[Biggie Ad libin']
Uhh, Check it out,
My full shit, for that ass,
Uhh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls,
Junior M.A.F.I.A., represent baby bay-bay!
Uhh!

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[Verse 1: Twista]
I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars
Well I treat bitches like drinks
When I step in the club and by out the bar
So let me quench my thirst with you and a friend
Instead of the juice & gin
Why don't I pour out the drink and you hop in
Glass full of ass for a true motherfucker
With that that turquoise Coogi on
You remind me of a blue motherfucker
Your friend was sexy when I seen her in Prada
But I think Gina was hotter
Cause her skin tone was like a piña colada
I saw two Japanese chicks that got bodies
So I ordered them a mai tai and hot sake, then I got cocky
And asked them do they come to this club a lot
Well ya got a brotha hot
Hop in my bubble drop
Can I get a double shot?
Or get wit these two mamacita's one wit the karma of margarita
The other one like two shots of tequila
And they all fine I really don't know what to think
As I get bubbly and choose and try to figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Verse 2: Twista]
Don't want the middle Cosmopolitan ass
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neopolitan mast
No telling what these thick bitches would do
Reminiscent of a big old pitcher of brew
But hit ya like a slow screw
Dip in a strip a club in LA with a bankroll
Where the weather ain't cold
So I can see some hoes slide down a poll
I met two dancers named Moet and Cristal
I was checkin they style
We had a session It was wet it was wild
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remi Red
With skinny legs
Both of them game to give me head
With a little bit absolute vodka for they homie Tasha
Tell her to come closer
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa
If I was mayor I would campaign ass
Drunk politician with women swimming around the champagne glass
Drink so much that I might hurl in the sink
And if you ask me why
I couldn't figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Verse 3: Twista]
If you would suck my soul
I shall lick your funky emotions
Look at that big old donkey you toting
I wish I could pour some of you in a bishop's cup
And have a toast wit King Boo
And celebrating the fact that you thick as fuck
I holla Church cause its pimps in the party
Let me sip on ya body
Get a good buzz of ya like you lemon Bacardi
Or a long Island havin sex on the beach
Or in the 'llac sunroof let back with the tech on the seat
Got a red bone I call her strawberry daquiri
Bring her back for me
Carry packs for me
Had her suck off my facultay
Got a little mamma name Mimi
Who remind me of Martini and Asti Spumante
How she move to my cd
I got a chocolate chick who deep throat
She help me shake up dope
She the complexion of Crown Royal and Coke
And they making it hard for me to decipher and think
As I get bubbly and choose
And try to figure out

[Chorus: Highbeam]
What's my favorite Drink?
Girl can I sip on you
Sip on you
[4x]
What's my favorite drink?

[Outro: Highbeam]
Hennesy mixed wit some of that Alize
Gimme a shot of that Remy
And a whole lot of Tanqueray
Keep it comin with that Cognac
Pop the Moet lets sip on that
Naw playa put ya money back
Cause these drinks on me
Give me a bottle of that Belve'
Long island iced tea
Hook me up a martini
All these dinks on me
I want to have a sex on the beach
How about a gin & juice for me
So put away ya money G
All these drinks on me

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"Satellites and Astronauts"

Since the day of my departure
I've been stumbling through reality
I play my symphony in reverse
In search for that special path

Be gentle to the tear in this I
Lonesome arms, lost its wings again

Buy me a trip to the moon
So I can laugh at my mistakes
I can see the end from here
From this perspective it looks kind of silly
Satellites and astronauts
Tell me there are greater things ahead

Make me feel like a man
A silent cry from the middle of hell
I - the irony - I promise, I'll be mature
So please, invite me to your shelter again

Been hiding since I heared "never"
Take me back to yesterday, I need to grow

Steal my mask and make me pay
I need a new skin
I'm going insane






omgwtf owned (Really good song)

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Do you remember when we first met?
I sure do
It was some time in early September
But you were lazy about it, you made me wait around
I was so crazy about you, I didn't mind
So I was late for class, I locked my bike to yours
It wasn't hard to find, you painted flowers on it
Guess that I was afraid that if you rode away
You might not roll back my direction real soon

Well, I was crazy about you, then and now
But the craziest thing of all
Over ten years have gone by and you're still mine
Locked in time, let's rewind

Do you remember when we first moved in together
The piano took up the living room
You played me Boogie Woogie, I played you love songs
You'd say, we're playing house
Now you still say we are
We built our getaway up in a tree we found
We felt so far away but we were still in town

Now, I remember watching that old tree burn down
I took a picture that I don't like to look at

But all these times, they come and go
And alone don't seem so long
Over ten years have gone by
We can't rewind, we're locked in time
But you're still mine

Do you remember?

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From now on, any staff with any ties to rap will be bent over a chair, and raped until their asses fall out like little pink socks. And then banned.

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Audi RS4

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that was jack johnson!!!!

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i kinda scrolled past everything after josh. =\ still banned though.

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Audi RS4

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THAT is NOT jack johnson

bannation

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I got hair in my teddy bear.
My leg turned into a fuckin' peg.
I free style because dimensions are about a mile
I worked on the tampon aisle got a sock

I ran through the woods....NAKED FUXOR1MNG NAKED,NAKED,NAKED

I look like train with coal stuck in my ear penertrating my brain.
Bread,Dead, chomped off the chickens head.
Corn on the cob looks like my knob a crop circle in a public in home depot
looking for fishing boat.


I ran through the woods....NAKED WTF NAKED,NAKED,NAKED FUOR1MNG NAKED,NAKED,NAKED FACKRANG NAKED,NAKED,NAKED and THE REVOLUTION.
-
Steven Hawkings (GUNIT REMIX)

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UHHH ERRRMM HMMMM

*hides this*

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rap is gangsta as fuck

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LOL WTF I'VE BEEN H4XXXORED!!!!!

SAFE YOURSELVVVEssSSs

DIE H4XORS! D13!!!

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ill be your number one with a bullet,
a loaded god complex cock it and pull it

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ARTIFICIALWINGS

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pfft english rap

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My Deviant

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W