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Salutation, Joe Budden here. I be your host for this evening, you know. Doug B, with the banger, webb, nitty, dollar. Shouts is stupid, let that bass knock Still on your block with it. Street
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Intro Joe Budden. Let me just make this statement. Loud and clear - Jersey's here. Some dude's got problems wit me. Over there - I ain't care. Some people see me creep. They mack all type
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the right path for a budden. 'Cuz we're addicts, addicts can't do half of nothin'. Some days I'm reachin' for the thing in the dresser. Some days I'm not invincible and I feel the pressure. Like if
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Whoahhhhhhhhh, whoa. Ladies and gentlemen, you now rockin with the best. (Geah) Jersey City, stand up. Patterson, stand up. Off top. Just Blaze!. . Joe Budden. Hold up nigga, slow up nigga
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Intro. Uh huh, yeah. Uh huh, yeah. Oh no (louder) oh no (louder). Uh huh, uh huh. . Chorus. (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it. (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and
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Ladies and gentlemen, you now rockin' with the best. Jersey City, stand up. Patterson, stand up. Off top, just blaze Hold up nigga, slow up nigga. Don't start a war unless your dough's up, nigga.
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Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm. Jump off Joe Buddens on top. This go out to all my niggas. You ain't gotta chain but you got a. Mean muthafuckin' wrist game. All my ladies you ain't
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Bài hát R&B Singer (Extended Version) - Eric Bellinger, Joe Budden. Verse 1- Eric Bellinger. She wanna go through my phone. I'm guessing she wanna be all alone. She must have forgot that I'm an R&B
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When your mind ain't right, and it's hard to sleep. And you try to hide the pain, but your scars are deep. Nigga look me in my eyes and tell me what you see, yea. When your mind ain't right, and it
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Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
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Whatchu think that all of the rumors for? Mami dude you love dick, caress and rub dick. Love street niggaz, love a thug dick. But you don't look like you gettin' enough dick. But do you * in public
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Calm down, calm down. Baby just calm down. She use to tell me to calm down. Moms use to tell me to calm down. Baby just calm down She use to tell me to calm down. Moms use to tell me to calm down
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Say blood, heh, heh, what's happening?. What you mean, blood? I got what you need. (Pusha man nigga). Go around this corner with me real quick. (Ohh) (* you thought?). Oh *, watch out for thug.
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112, jump off. Yeah, y'know You wanna get right, boo, headlights blue. Don't no other mami give me head like you. I get you in the club, sit right in the Rover. Now you ain't gotta pretend like yo
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I hate y'all, dudes. That get real life and rap confused. Don't get it * up and don't get shot. Tryin' to be somethin' you're not. My niggaz want war, whatchu think you good for?. I hate y'all, d
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I'm 'bout to say some * to you. I might need you to answer back top Bad enough that the mic give me feedback. I ain't gotta come home and see that. Let me talk to you for a minute I wanna know. I
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Come and take a walk with me. I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me. I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm goin' through. And see what I see, if you got time then take a walk with
