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Eugene and Grunge

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Eugene Mirman talks about his Grunge days.

G-unit - money make the world go around (LYRICS)

Length: 4:15
Rating: 5.00 (1 ratings)
Views: 161
Author: emoknife666

Tags: 50 around banks cent G-unit go gunit Lloyd make money on sight terminate the tony TOS world yayo

[Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round {*3X*}New York, money make the world go roundL.A., money make the world go roundMidwest, money make the world go roundDown South, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundSome people want nothin out of lifeAnd some people want it allSome people ain't livin life rightBut fast money make God callI'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devilsYeah a nigga rich but I'm livin like a rebelRidin with my strap on, foot on the pedalThem silly beef raps, now they on another level, levelI grew up on a crop side, the New York SouthsideStayin alive was no jiveStandin on the strip you get stuck like velcroJake jump out, you see heads and elbowsRun nigga, run nigga, here they come niggaThrow that pack nigga, toss that triggerKid I'm still in the P's, girl I love the AudiIf yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the partyMy stashbox so big, it could move the shottyGod it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebodyI ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to winSex, money, murder, take the safety off my sins (yeah!)[Chorus: Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round, you better get itMoney cause hatred as soon as you get itMoney make whores, money cause warsMoney make the world go round so get yours[Lloyd Banks]Yeah, money make the world go round and I got herBuckle down, do anything for the dollarEnough bills'll make your blood spillKill for bread, anyone will from Queens to Gun HillI'm one man, but I own more than one steelShiny trey-pound, black 9-milMagucci leather got me shoe crazyQuarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops babyAnd if I'm wearin my chain it's 380Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy?Man fuck friends, this T-dot-O-dot-SHave it how you want, speed knot or pop chessPolice stompin niggaz by the twentyAnd shootin by the fifty, ain't a damn thing funnyMatter fact, man I'ma do anything for the doughN.Y.'s finest with llamas and mo'[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]A-T-L, money make the world go roundCa$hville, money make the world go roundN.C., money make the world go roundBad News, money make the world go roundI love that money, I need that moneyIt gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungryIt feeds my kids, it fills my fridgeIt pays my bills and the mortgage on the cribIt keeps me icy, it make hoes like meIt gives me, seats at the Garden next to Spike LeeIt made me rich, it made me changeI seen a lot of places and bought a lot of thingsYou got me haters, you got me dramaYou paid for the lawyers, you paid for the llamasYou make niggaz goners, you rule all the cornersWhen somebody dies, you gotta pay the moroners, moroners[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]Chi-Town, money make the world go roundOakland, money make the world go roundTexas, money make the world go roundDetroit, money make the world go roundBed-Stuy, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundHarlem, money make the world go roundB-X, money make the world go roundStaten Island, money make the world go roundLong Island, money make the world go roundRhode Island, money make the world go roundMaryland, money make the world go roundD.C., money make the world go roundBaltimore, money make the world go roundLittle Rock, money make the world go roundMinnesota, money make the world go roundArizona, money make the world go roundLouisiana, money make the world

G Unit - Money Make The World Go Around [TERMINATE ON SIGHT] + Lyrics

Length: 4:15
Rating: 4.46 (41 ratings)
Views: 11912' favoriteCount='42
Author: 50StyleDeluxe

Tags: 2008 50 around banks cent G-unit go Hip-Hop lloyd make money new on Rap shit sight t.o.s terminate the tony world yayo

Artist: G-UnitAlbum: T.O.S.: Terminate on SightSong: Money Make the World Go Round[Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round {*3X*}New York, money make the world go roundL.A., money make the world go roundMidwest, money make the world go roundDown South, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundSome people want nothin out of lifeAnd some people want it allSome people ain't livin life rightBut fast money make God callI'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devilsYeah a nigga rich but I'm livin like a rebelRidin with my strap on, foot on the pedalThem silly beef raps, now they on another level, levelI grew up on a crop side, the New York SouthsideStayin alive was no jiveStandin on the strip you get stuck like velcroJake jump out, you see heads and elbowsRun nigga, run nigga, here they come niggaThrow that pack nigga, toss that triggerKid I'm still in the P's, girl I love the AudiIf yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the partyMy stashbox so big, it could move the shottyGod it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebodyI ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to winSex, money, murder, take the safety off my sins (yeah!)[Chorus: Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round, you better get itMoney cause hatred as soon as you get itMoney make whores, money cause warsMoney make the world go round so get yours[Lloyd Banks]Yeah, money make the world go round and I got herBuckle down, do anything for the dollarEnough bills'll make your blood spillKill for bread, anyone will from Queens to Gun HillI'm one man, but I own more than one steelShiny trey-pound, black 9-milMagucci leather got me shoe crazyQuarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops babyAnd if I'm wearin my chain it's 380Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy?Man fuck friends, this T-dot-O-dot-SHave it how you want, speed knot or pop chessPolice stompin niggaz by the twentyAnd shootin by the fifty, ain't a damn thing funnyMatter fact, man I'ma do anything for the doughN.Y.'s finest with llamas and mo'[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]A-T-L, money make the world go roundCa$hville, money make the world go roundN.C., money make the world go roundBad News, money make the world go roundI love that money, I need that moneyIt gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungryIt feeds my kids, it fills my fridgeIt pays my bills and the mortgage on the cribIt keeps me icy, it make hoes like meIt gives me, seats at the Garden next to Spike LeeIt made me rich, it made me changeI seen a lot of places and bought a lot of thingsYou got me haters, you got me dramaYou paid for the lawyers, you paid for the llamasYou make niggaz goners, you rule all the cornersWhen somebody dies, you gotta pay the moroners, moroners[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]Chi-Town, money make the world go roundOakland, money make the world go roundTexas, money make the world go roundDetroit, money make the world go roundBed-Stuy, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundHarlem, money make the world go roundB-X, money make the world go roundStaten Island, money make the world go roundLong Island, money make the world go roundRhode Island, money make the world go roundMaryland, money make the world go roundD.C., money make the world go roundBaltimore, money make the world go roundLittle Rock, money make the world go roundMinnesota, money make the world go roundArizona, money make the world go roundLouisiana, money make the world... {*fades out*}

G-Unit- Money Make The World Go Around - T.O.S. - Exclusive

Length: 4:7
Rating: 4.69 (13 ratings)
Views: 2380' favoriteCount='8
Author: TERMINATEONSIGHTTV

Tags: (terminate Around G-Unit- Go hip-hop Make Money on rap sight) The World

[Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round {*3X*}New York, money make the world go roundL.A., money make the world go roundMidwest, money make the world go roundDown South, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundSome people want nothin out of lifeAnd some people want it allSome people ain't livin life rightBut fast money make God callI'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devilsYeah a nigga rich but I'm livin like a rebelRidin with my strap on, foot on the pedalThem silly beef raps, now they on another level, levelI grew up on a crop side, the New York SouthsideStayin alive was no jiveStandin on the strip you get stuck like velcroJake jump out, you see heads and elbowsRun nigga, run nigga, here they come niggaThrow that pack nigga, toss that triggerKid I'm still in the P's, girl I love the AudiIf yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the partyMy stashbox so big, it could move the shottyGod it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebodyI ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to winSex, money, murder, take the safety off my sins (yeah!)[Chorus: Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round, you better get itMoney cause hatred as soon as you get itMoney make whores, money cause warsMoney make the world go round so get yours[Lloyd Banks]Yeah, money make the world go round and I got herBuckle down, do anything for the dollarEnough bills'll make your blood spillKill for bread, anyone will from Queens to Gun HillI'm one man, but I own more than one steelShiny trey-pound, black 9-milMagucci leather got me shoe crazyQuarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops babyAnd if I'm wearin my chain it's 380Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy?Man fuck friends, this T-dot-O-dot-SHave it how you want, speed knot or pop chessPolice stompin niggaz by the twentyAnd shootin by the fifty, ain't a damn thing funnyMatter fact, man I'ma do anything for the doughN.Y.'s finest with llamas and mo'[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]A-T-L, money make the world go roundCa$hville, money make the world go roundN.C., money make the world go roundBad News, money make the world go roundI love that money, I need that moneyIt gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungryIt feeds my kids, it fills my fridgeIt pays my bills and the mortgage on the cribIt keeps me icy, it make hoes like meIt gives me, seats at the Garden next to Spike LeeIt made me rich, it made me changeI seen a lot of places and bought a lot of thingsYou got me haters, you got me dramaYou paid for the lawyers, you paid for the llamasYou make niggaz goners, you rule all the cornersWhen somebody dies, you gotta pay the moroners, moroners[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]Chi-Town, money make the world go roundOakland, money make the world go roundTexas, money make the world go roundDetroit, money make the world go roundBed-Stuy, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundHarlem, money make the world go roundB-X, money make the world go roundStaten Island, money make the world go roundLong Island, money make the world go roundRhode Island, money make the world go roundMaryland, money make the world go roundD.C., money make the world go roundBaltimore, money make the world go roundLittle Rock, money make the world go roundMinnesota, money make the world go roundArizona, money make the world go roundLouisiana, money make the world roundOff Of "TOS: Terminate On Sight"G-Unit - Money Make The World Go Around T.O.S: Terminate On Sightprod. by Ron BrowzG-Unit - Money Make The World Go Around (Terminate On Sight)New track off the G-Unit album Terminate On Sight.01. G-Unit - Straight Outta Southside 02. G-Unit - Piano Man feat. Young Buck03. G-Unit - Close To Me04. G-Unit - Rider Pt. 2 feat. Young Buck05. G-Unit - Casualties Of War06. G-Unit - You So Tough07. G-Unit - No Days Off feat. Young Buck08. G-Unit - T.O.S.09. G-Unit - I Like The Way She Do It feat. Young Buck10. G-Unit - Kitty Kat11. G-Unit - Party Ain't Over feat. Young Buck12. G-Unit - Let It Go feat. Mavado13. G-Unit - Get Down14. G-Unit - I Don't Wanna Talk About It15. G-Unit - Ready Or Not16. G-Unit - Money Make The World Go Round

[LYRICS] G-Unit - Money Makes The World Go Round

Length: 4:13
Rating: 4.62 (50 ratings)
Views: 9680' favoriteCount='44
Author: MattGFX77

Tags: 2008 Best Browz Dirty Full G-Unit Go Hip HOp Make Money On Rap Ron Round Sight Terminate The Track Verse World Yayo

[Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round {*3X*}New York, money make the world go roundL.A., money make the world go roundMidwest, money make the world go roundDown South, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundSome people want nothin out of lifeAnd some people want it allSome people ain't livin life rightBut fast money make God callI'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devilsYeah a nigga rich but I'm livin like a rebelRidin with my strap on, foot on the pedalThem silly beef raps, now they on another level, levelI grew up on a crop side, the New York SouthsideStayin alive was no jiveStandin on the strip you get stuck like velcroJake jump out, you see heads and elbowsRun nigga, run nigga, here they come niggaThrow that pack nigga, toss that triggerKid I'm still in the P's, girl I love the AudiIf yo' ass pregnant girl, leave the partyMy stashbox so big, it could move the shottyGod it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebodyI ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to winSex, money, murder, take the safety off my sins (yeah!)[Chorus: Tony Yayo]Money make the world go round, you better get itMoney cause hatred as soon as you get itMoney make whores, money cause warsMoney make the world go round so get yours[Lloyd Banks]Yeah, money make the world go round and I got herBuckle down, do anything for the dollarEnough bills'll make your blood spillKill for bread, anyone will from Queens to Gun HillI'm one man, but I own more than one steelShiny trey-pound, black 9-milMagucci leather got me shoe crazyQuarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops babyAnd if I'm wearin my chain it's 380Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy?Man fuck friends, this T-dot-O-dot-SHave it how you want, speed knot or pop chessPolice stompin niggaz by the twentyAnd shootin by the fifty, ain't a damn thing funnyMatter fact, man I'ma do anything for the doughN.Y.'s finest with llamas and mo'[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]A-T-L, money make the world go roundCa$hville, money make the world go roundN.C., money make the world go roundBad News, money make the world go roundI love that money, I need that moneyIt gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungryIt feeds my kids, it fills my fridgeIt pays my bills and the mortgage on the cribIt keeps me icy, it make hoes like meIt gives me, seats at the Garden next to Spike LeeIt made me rich, it made me changeI seen a lot of places and bought a lot of thingsYou got me haters, you got me dramaYou paid for the lawyers, you paid for the llamasYou make niggaz goners, you rule all the cornersWhen somebody dies, you gotta pay the moroners, moroners[Chorus] -- 2X[Tony Yayo]Chi-Town, money make the world go roundOakland, money make the world go roundTexas, money make the world go roundDetroit, money make the world go roundBed-Stuy, money make the world go roundSouthside, money make the world go roundHarlem, money make the world go roundB-X, money make the world go roundStaten Island, money make the world go roundLong Island, money make the world go roundRhode Island, money make the world go roundMaryland, money make the world go roundD.C., money make the world go roundBaltimore, money make the world go roundLittle Rock, money make the world go roundMinnesota, money make the world go roundArizona, money make the world go roundLouisiana, money make the world... {*fades out*}G-Unit - Money Makes The World Go Round (Prod. By Ron Browz) The Full Song in DIRTY!! NO CENSURED!!!All rights Reserved by their claimers (UMG, 50CentMusic, G-Unit Records)1. Straight Outta Southside (Prod. By Ron Browz)2. Piano Man - Feat. Young Buck (Prod. By Tha Bizness)3. Close To Me (Prod. By Dangerous LLC)4. Rider Pt. 2 - Feat. Young Buck (Prod. By Rick Rock)5. Casualties Of War (Prod. By Ky Miller)6. You So Tough (Prod. By Ky Miller)7. No Days Off - Feat. Young Buck (Prod. By Dual Output)8. T.O.S. (Prod. By Ty Fyffe)9. I Like The Way She Do It - Feat. Young Buck (Prod. By Street Radio)10. Kitty Kat (Prod. By Pollow Da Don)11. Party Ain't Over - Feat. Young Buck (Prod. Tha Bizness)12. Let It Go - Feat. Mavado (Prod. By Don Cannon)13. Get Down (Prod. By Swizz Beatz)14. I Don't Want To Talk About It (Prod. By Jake One)15. Ready Or Not (Prod. By Jake One)16. Money Make The World Go Around (Prod. By Ron Browz)

2Pac - Life of an Outlaw

Length: 4:55
Rating: 5.00 (7 ratings)
Views: 1907' favoriteCount='10
Author: CBabyIcedOut

Tags: 2Pac Afeni an Day Death Don Hip Hop Interscope Killuminati Life Makaveli of Outlaw Row Seven The Theory

In the life we live as thugs,Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you seeIt's hard to be a man.Ridin wit my gun in hand.Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin.Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,Then stay the fuck out the kitchen.Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.Itchin, givin suckas plenty space.Have these bitch niggas snitchin.Where are we now? Guns found daily.The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope.They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap.Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact.Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry.You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam.It seems niggas ain't recognize my team.Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw.[Chorus repeats]Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols.Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you.Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run.Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin.Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash.Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash.Don't look now. How you like it, raw.Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out.Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me.Scarred but still breathin.Believe in me and you could see the victory.A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me?Life of and outlaw.[Chorus repeats]City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe.I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street.Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep.No halfs wit no straps, jack.It's on to bounce back.And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ?Get this grip wit hollows to get cha.Snip wit clippers. Get the picture?I wrote my life down like a scripture.And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely.Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too hostile on a land hell.Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it.Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouzLike a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.Approved to go on swole and now I got it.Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin.Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak.While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind.Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind.Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is.Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw.Eh, Noble.What's up nigga.Would you die for me, nigga?Hell yeah.Would you kill for me?On my grandmother, nigga.Ah yo.What's up.Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now.Watch out.Well now they all say they roaches and parasites.Snakes and all they mightThug Life break night.Drink till we fist fight.Life or death. But you can't win with a vest.But there won't be no breathing for the reasonPunk bitch on your breath.I see day is dark and I admit it's dark.So chase ?Beware foolin marks.And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly.And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty.

2Pac - Life Of An Outlaw (lyrics)

Length: 5:0
Rating: 4.72 (18 ratings)
Views: 3060' favoriteCount='14
Author: 3m3Rg3

Tags: 2pac an Hip-Hop life lyrics of outlaw rap

My Pictures Of Pac with Life of An outlaw song in backround.....R.I.P. 2pac below are the lyrics:In the life we live as thugs,Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you seeIt's hard to be a man.Ridin wit my gun in hand.Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin.Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,Then stay the fuck out the kitchen.Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.Itchin, givin suckas plenty space.Have these bitch niggas snitchin.Where are we now? Guns found daily.The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope.They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap.Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact.Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry.You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam.It seems niggas ain't recognize my team.Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw.[Chorus repeats]Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols.Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you.Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run.Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin.Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash.Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash.Don't look now. How you like it, raw.Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out.Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me.Scarred but still breathin.Believe in me and you could see the victory.A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me?Life of and outlaw.[Chorus repeats]City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe.I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street.Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep.No halfs wit no straps, jack.It's on to bounce back.And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ?Get this grip wit hollows to get cha.Snip wit clippers. Get the picture?I wrote my life down like a scripture.And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely.Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too ?? on a land hell.Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it.Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouzLike a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.Approved to go on swole and now I got it.Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin.Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak.While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind.Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind.Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is.Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw.Eh, Napoleon.What's up nigga.Would you die for me, nigga?Hell yeah.Would you kill for me?On my grandmother, nigga.Ah yo.What's up.Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now.Watch out.Well now they all say they roaches and parasites.Snakes and all they mightThug Life break night.Drink till we fist fight.Life or death. But you can't win with a vest.But there won't be no breathing for the reasonPunk bitch on your breath.I see day is dark and I admit it's dark.So chase ?Beware foolin marks.And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left up in your belly belly.And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty.