Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics, Ali G Indahouse lyrics

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics


	song listing: Ali G Indahouse Lyrics
	Drive By .......... Ali G Stand Clear .......... Adam F, M.O.P. Straight Outta Compton .......... N.W.A Incredible .......... General Levy Swallow Back .......... Ali G Me Julie .......... Ali G, Shaggy Yo! .......... Ali G Dynamite Ride Wid Us [AC's Dark Dub Edit] .......... So Solid Crew Baddest Ruffest [Radio Edit] .......... Backyard Dog Oh Yeah .......... Foxy Brown, Spragga Benz Put It on Me .......... Ja Rule, Vita This Is How We Do It [Rishi Rich Mix] .......... Mis-Teeq Freak Me .......... Another Level Hold Tight .......... Ali G E.I. .......... Nelly Legalise .......... Ali G Shoot to Kill .......... Neutrino, Oxide & Neutrino Mad Props .......... Ali G Fight the Power .......... Public Enemy Planet Rock .......... Afrika Bambaataa, Soul Sonic Force Spread de Love .......... Ali G Me Julie [Multimedia Track] .......... Ali G, Shaggy

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Drive By .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Stand Clear .. Adam F, M.O.P.

Die for the cause (*whispering*)
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
Yeaaaah.. motherfuuuucker!

[ Lil' Fame ]
Feel the First Family energy, alright
Remember me? Lil' Fame raps niggas to tunes of Kenny G
I compose the rugged, I woulda written yo' shit too
But you ain't got enough money in your budget, dude fuck it
Step up and get your whole band slaughtered
You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggaz Faces Of Death
manslaughter, liver than camcorder
My salutants polluting this, quick to shoot a bitch
I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch
I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war
And the thugs in the crowd screaming 'YEAH WE LIKE IT RAW'
All wacks'll get the best of it (right), give 'em the rest of it
Saluting on tour, autographing bitches' breasteses
It's the legendary M.O.P., we put it down everywhere we go
But you don't hear me though!

[ Chorus ]
Stand clear.. notice ain't nothing but soldiers up in here
Rhyme for the cause.. heavy metal shit, quick, grip settle it
BITCH! Die for the cause..

[ Billy Danze ]
It's elementary, for a quarter of a century
In and outta penitentiaries
I survive, I am a survivor G
Got more slick shit with me than MacGyver see
I'm your rivalry, cousin ride with me
I'm the international cat that you tryna be
I am (REAL) {REAL} (REAL) {REAL} (REAL), yes awh
When I'm in the G-men stanze, it's impossible to touch Danze
I got a deranged temper, with a short fuse
I don't know what you thought, but you gon' lose
I'm bad news.. saying turn me loose
Since Tupac got popped, who the fuck you think got the Juice?
Bill Danze, [DO IT FOR YOUR PEOPLE]
I got automatics [RACK] will fuck up your ego, in fact
Claim turf, whenever the lama's quat
We hold down Brownsville like the motherfucking Tomahawks

[ Chorus ]

[ Lil' Fame ]
Smack a moose upside ya head, like Kobe when he mack in his broads
[IT'S] your maveranage
Watch who you approach nigga, 'fore you get smoked nigga
I'm O.G. in this game, coach nigga
Straight loc' nigga, what the fuck you thought?
You get caught in the middle, tryna dribble on my court
When niggas [ACT SWEET] this nigga [CLAP HEAT]
Jack you when you wouldn't put your brains in the backseat

[ Billy Danze ]
I'ma give you twenty-two seconds to explain to me
Why the fuck you playing games with me
Make a nigga dust off his automatic and bang what you thought kids
[ IS IT REALLY BILLY DANZE? ] Who the fuck you think it is?
By the law of the street, the best way to track his ass
Is to catch his ass [ ??? his ass ] and to jack his ass
You ain't untouchable nigga for what it's worth
I'm the greatest, grimiest, slimiest nigga on earth

[ Chorus ]

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Straight Outta Compton .. N.W.A

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

Verse One: Ice Cube

Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
with a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin
with a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily
yo weekly, monthly and yearly
until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
that I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy you can't fuck with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Coz Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stompin
but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Eazy E] Yo Ren
[MC Ren] Whassup?
[Eazy E] Tell em where you from!

Verse Two: MC Ren

Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snaps
If not from the records, from jackin the crops
Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin'
And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho
You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you're composed to
a crazy muthafucker from tha street
Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb muthafucker that starts static
Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself
every time I pull a AK off the shelf
The security is maximum and that's a law
R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw
See, coz I'm the motherfuckin villain
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin
that's takin place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
but a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton...

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...

Verse Three: Eazy-E

...straight outta Compton
is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother
and make ya sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raises hell
And if I ever get caught I make bail
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfuckin cop I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin
but don't know where the fuck he's going, just rollin
lookin for the one they call Eazy
But here's a flash, they never seize me
Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark
except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation
and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration
Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker!
This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Damn that shit was dope!]

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Incredible .. General Levy

Thanks to Julie James for submitting the lyrics

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

Verse One: Ice Cube

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Eazy E] Yo Ren
[MC Ren] Whassup?
[Eazy E] Tell em where you from!

Verse Two: MC Ren

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...

Verse Three: Eazy-E

Chorus:

[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Damn that shit was dope!]

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Swallow Back .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Me Julie .. Ali G, Shaggy

* A to the L to the I to the G-sy
J to the U to the L I easy
S to the H A double-G-sy Y
Oh, boys getting busy

[Repeat *]

Ragamuffin to your love and affection
Mr Lover will be your protection
Sticking to you for your contention
Anything for my Julie, ay

We got some, mmm, make a connection
She and me
We be bangin' to a Shaggy selection
One time for my Julie, ay

** Julie
You know me love-a you truly
From my head down to my goolies
You turn me on with your big babylons
Me Julie
You got some sweet damn coolies
When me touch it with my goolies
You turn me on with your big babylons

I need a cure for this thing I'm feelin'
Shaggy need some sexual healing
I wanna reach and touch the ceilin'
When I'm lovin' my Julie, ay

Me I've been kickin' at my late night dealin'
Words at the piece I'm stealin'
I see your sex and Mr Lover believin'
When I'm lovin' my Julie

[Repeat **]

(Hey, Shaggy, I can rap too)

You is better than J-Lo, next to you she is just a minger
Better than Destiny's Child, well, apart from the lead singer
You is fitter than the Spice Girls including the Ging'er
Give it a shave, 'cos me wanna be in yer

They always claimed that our love was wrong, uh
The people just stared and said it was too long, but
It ain't crap to have a 12-inch
Dong, d-dong, dong, dong

[Repeat **]

[Repeat * , * , **]

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Yo! .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Dynamite

Dy-Na-Mi-Tee
Ms. Dynamite

Yo I'm the same little girl that grew up next dor 2 u
Went through all the things a teenage girl goes through
Hangin' out all night breakin my curfew
When my daddy hit the door I gave my mumma the blues
Use 2 spend my time blazin' lazin' days away
Thought I was grown left home at 15 didn't want to obey
Had 2 get my act together couldn't take the heat
And now I'm making beats 4 the streets

(Chorus)
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
I stay blowin' up ur stereo
I'm just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Everybody gotta hear me u
Hear me bussin' on da radio
Now feel my flow u get me though
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
C me bouncin' in da video
And I come to rock the show
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Everybody loose control
Let my vibe 2uch ur soul

I remeber all the house parties that took place
Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base
And my cousins and my brothers we'd sit up all night
Listenin' 2 my family vibin' till the mornin' light
Remember my first years of school I was so innocent
I just wanted to learn I never been so content
But the more that I learned I found a guidin light
That showed me the need to fight
And be

(Chorus)

At 13 I thought I was in love with this guy
Anytime I caught his eye I thought that I'd just die
Remember playin' class clown I was just a disruptive fool
And the beatin' I got first time suspended from school
Remember Sunday School and after go 2 granmas 4 lunch
Macaroni, rice and peas, chicken and pineapple punch
Never had much my mum brother sister and me
But love was enough 2 succeed
2 grow

(Chorus)

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Ride Wid Us [AC's Dark Dub Edit] .. So Solid Crew

Oi, ain't that mega
Wait wait, that's mega, in a TT,
Roof down, wait, with a fucking afro comb in his head
Wait a minute, from down my ends, blinging,
He's fucking dizzy blud, why me?
Fucking dizzy blud

[Mega]

What did I do to deserve this shit?
Why? I need to know but I know
They think we've lost it
They think we ain't clocking the streets no more
But I can hear you whispering,
I can hear you speaking
I can hear you, my souls can hear you.
But anyone that knows me,
You know I was born to do this.
This is my life, and still you're fucking with me
Telling you niggas, talking bout' you wanna blaze me.
I am prepared for you,
So niggas wanna fuck with me or
Check one of my chicks when there not with me or
Talk about my shit when I go on a tour or
Fuck with my clique, yeh I target score board
Wait there's more or
Walk on bye why? Hits for the clips when they Rollin' by
Chop up my shit prepare to die die
Hate all my cliques till we're going sky high
I tell you why,
So solid, yeh we're hotting to this, but don't miss
Check this and we're top of the list
So solid, yeh we're starting the shit, we said we did it
We're done and you're full of it yo
Scuse love back in channel club, you never wanna give me a hug
Cus' im at the bar
Listen, there you were, wanna give me some more
But back in the day you never fucking see what I saw
The house cost 3 years two million g's
The next time you're comparing me,
Check what you never did, believe in me.
Fuck you and your 2 faced crew,
And tonight you support everything we do
Check 1 that's right we ain't begging for none
So solid crew there're on radio 1
Check 2 yo, see its midnight too
But you're there and we can talk to the girls and screw
Check 3, that's right you won't see me,
But you will hear my voice, anywhere u will see
Check 4, right, I will rap the door, bring more
Don't fink Mega ain't been there before.
Check 5, yo, who's up in the snow?

[Chorus]

Ride wid us, ride ride [x8]

[Tiger S]

Do you wanna ride wit us,
We won't stop till you've had enough.
Do you wanna ride wit us,
Show, show, show us nuff love.
Do you wanna cruise wit us
We won't stop till you've had enough
Do you wanna ride wid us,
So solid's bound to take over. [x2]

[Mega]

It's getting closer now,
People are saying that Mega is there, but,
Mega it's over now.
Cus' I've got a lot of shit to risk, you hear this?
Can you hear me now?
Cus' when I smoked before, you ignored, people would hear me out
Never feel the same thing
Why the fuck you wanna try your luck and move to me,
It's so easy, to pull out your gat,
Rat a tat tat tat
Lay 3 niggas on their back
You do that fuckin easy
The hard part, don't whine like a dark part
Don't pull out your gat fast; don't drive in an A-class
Your too fuckin fast you don't know, take it easy
Life is loveable,
I picture this scene, I'm comfortable
Now let me tell you something, no 2 ways about it
Tell them, so...

[Chorus x8]

[Tiger S]

The teaching is over so tell me what your gonna do,
Get with So Solid, or if not good luck to you.

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Baddest Ruffest [Radio Edit] .. Backyard Dog

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Oh Yeah .. Foxy Brown, Spragga Benz

[Verse One]
I'm the most critically acclaimed, rap bitch in the game
Coast to coast, stash the gat in holster girl
Dark skinned, Christian Dior poster girl
Mo' rockin Timbs bitch and the Gucci loafers girl
Niggaz say I'm too pretty to spit rhymes this gritty
Fuck y'all thought? Be dancin around in suits like I'm {Diddy}
Pretty, show niggaz how we run this city
Respect my name, Boogie nigga, stay in ya lane
Like The Hurricane, rains on bitches like Sugar Shane
And dare one of y'all rappin chicks to mention Fox name
"What's Beef?" Beef is when bitches think it's sweet
See y'all frontin in the streets and let my gat meet ya

1- Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)

[Verse Two]
Check, uhh
It's like I'm in my own fuckin world, I speak how I feel
Sometimes I feel like I'm just too fuckin real
I love to stack riches, no disrespect y'all
I respect the rap game, but I don't fuck with rap bitches
I'm speakin from my heart
It's not that I'm too good, I'm just hood
Been like this from the fuckin start
Since I bust my gun in ninety-six
Y'all never see me flick up with them fake-ass chicks
Bitches smile up in your face, turn around and pop shit
You a industry bitch, I'm a in the streets bitch
I might breeze through Prada, Chloe or Tiffs
But, other than that it's just me and my six

repeat 1

[Verse Three]
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed it with the Trini' rum and whiskey
Uhh, proper set off
Six sped off, gats let off, I speak calm
Gangsta, and pours off like Screechie Don, bwoy
Who y'all know rock Prada like Fox
Pop bottles in the back of the cellar with Donatella
Cartier wrist wear, Pasha Kay face
Got niggaz stand in line just to get a sneak taste
Act like y'all don't know I keeps gat beneath waist
And like a hundred thou' each crib in each safe
When Fox come through she have a gun in the place
I'm like Marion Jones, what, who the FLUCK wan' race?
Listen, never trippin, never catch Brown slippin
Fuck, y'all only nice around mics like Pippen
Shit, to all my thugs that's Blood'n or Crip'n
I'm still shittin, still lowridin and switch-hittin nigga

repeat 1 - 2X

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Put It on Me .. Ja Rule, Vita

(Ja Rule)
Where would I be without my baby
The thought alone might break me
And I don't wanna go crazy
But every thug needs a lady

(Ja Rule)
Girl it feel like you and I been mourning together
Inseparable, we chose pain over pleasure
For that you'll forever be a, part of me
Mind body and soul ain't no I in we (baby)
When you cry who wipes your tears
When you scared, who's telling you there's nothin to fear
Girl I'll always be there
When you need a shoulder to lean on
Never hesitate knowing you can call on, your soul-mate
And vice versa, that's why I be the first to
See.... and frost your wrist up
Now you owe me, I know you're tired of being lonely
So baby girl put it on me

Chorus x2 (Ja Rule):
Where would I be without you (uh)
I only think about you (yeah)
I know you're tired or being lonely (lonely)
So baby girl put it on me (put it on me)

(Vita)
Yo, and I appreciate the rocks and gifts that you cop me baby
And that house on the hill when you drop like 80
On a down payment thinking damn ain't life gravy
And ever since for my honey I been twice the lady
What would I do without the nights that you kept me warm
When this cold world had a girl caught in a storm
And I accept when you riff when you caught in a roam
And respect when you flip, 'cause our love is strong
And when you hit the block, I watch for 10-4
And when my pops asleep you snuck in the backdoor
Baby boy we been down since junior high
So when life get hot in july it's the world against you and I
We ballin', tied together and never
Heart from the heart, knew that it would last forever
When you told me, you would never leave me lonely
So baby boy put it on me

Chorus

(Ja Rule)
Since we met it's been you and I
A tear for a tear, baby eye for an eye
And you know that my heart gon cry
If you leave me lonely
Cuz you not just my love you my homie
Who's gonna console me, my love
I'm outta control hold me, my love
Cause I'm yours
And I don't wanna do nothin to hurt my baby girl
If this was our world it'd be all yours, baby
The thought alone might break me
And I don't wanna go crazy
Cause every thug needs a lady (yeah, yeah)
I feel you baby cause them eyes ain't lying
Wash away all the tears there be no more crying (baby)
And you complete me, and I would die if you ain't wit me
So baby girl put it on me

Chorus x4

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- This Is How We Do It [Rishi Rich Mix] .. Mis-Teeq

To all my ladies what I know you feel the flava
Yo
It's a Mis-Teeq Flip Again
UK
Make way for the l-l-ladies
This is how we do it in a UK vibe
This is how we do it
Ha it's the Mis-Teeq girls up n the Rishi Rich vibe
This is how we do it
This is how we do it, it's Friday night
And I feel all right
The party's here on the West side
So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designated driver turn the keys to my truck
Hit the shore 'cause I'm faded
Guys in the street say, 'Girls, yo you made it!'
It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts and the guys in Kani
All the gang bangers forgot about the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda buzzed and it's all because [This is how we do it]
The UK does it like nobody does [This is how we do it]
To all my neighbours you got much flava [This is how we do it]
Let's flip the track, bring the old school back [This is how we do it]
This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave them from here to there
If you're an O.G mack or a wanna-be playa
You see the hood's been good to me
Ever since I was a lower-case G
But now I'm a big G, the guys see I got the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
If you were from where I'm from then you would know
That I gotta get mine in a big black truck
You can get yours in a '6 4
Whatever it is, the party's underway
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda buzzed, and it's all because [This is how we do it]
The UK does it like nobody does [This is how we do it]
L O N, D O N [This is how we do it] All my homies
Let's flip the track, bring the old school back [This is how we do it]
Oh I'm buzzing because [This is how we do it]
The UK does it like nobody does, nobody does [This is how we do it]
L O N, D O N [This is how we do it] All my homies
I'll never come wack on an old school track [This is how we do it]
Check it out!
Once upon a time in '94
Mis-Teeq made no money and life sure was slow
And all they said was 5'8' he stood
And people thought the music that we made was good
There lived a D.J. PDS was his name
He came up to me and this is what he said
You and them girls are gonna make some cash
Sell a million records and we'll make in a dash, wha!
I'm kinda buzzed, and it's all because [This is how we do it]
Mis-Teeq does it like nobody does [This is how we do it]
L O N, D O N [This is how we do it] All my homies
We'll never come wack on an old school track [This is how we do it]
We got the flava
To all my ladies, what, I know you feel the flava
UK got the flava
UK Make way for the l l ladies
Mis-teeq got the flava
This is how we do it
Let's flip the track, bring the old school back [This is how we do it]

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Freak Me .. Another Level

Let me lick you up & down
Til you say stop
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
Let me do all the things you want me to do
'Cause tonight baby,
I wanna get freaky with you
Baby don't you understand
I wanna be your nasty man
I wanna make your body scream
Then you will know just what I mean
(yeah, u'll know what I mean)
24 karat gold
Don't wanna let the (?) cold
I wanna lick you up & down
Then I wanna lay you down
Come on sexy thing

(Chorus):
Let me lick you up & down
Til you say stop
(every time I think about your love
I want to lick you down)
Let me play with your body baby
Make you real hot
(and then we'll dance all freaky girl,
you know I want to love you down)
Let me do all the things you want me to do
'Cause tonight baby,
I wanna get freaky with you
I love the taste of whipped cream (hey)
Spread it on top of me
You know I can't resist you girl
I fly you all around the world
(all around the world, oh baby)
I wanna see your body trip (trip)
Cone on let me take a sip
To guard what you cherish most
'Cause when I come to grab (the boss)

(Repeat Chorus)
Let me lick you up & down
And make your body wanna scream
Every time I think about your love I want to lick you down
Let me freak you all night long
Then you will know just what I mean
and then we'll dance all freaky girl
You know I want to love you down
Let me lick you up & down
And make your body wanna scream
'Cause tonight baby,
I wanna get freaky with you

(Repeat Chorus)

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Hold Tight .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- E.I... Nelly

Uh.. uh uh uh uh
Uh.. wait a minute now
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh..
Can you hear me out there?
Lunatics.. is y'all ready?
Let me hear ya
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

[Nelly]
I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
Passadity ?? city, with one or two throws
I'm droppin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
Who knows? I know!
And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to the flo', and there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby "Gimme Some Mo'"
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I'll be right back; yeah that's my very next line
I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind
It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime
I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?"
Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this
Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY!

Chorus: repeat 2X

Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's happenin now?
Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night

[Nelly]
We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga
Money long, nigga
Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga
Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga
If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga
I'm fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me
Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask me
I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on
In the black SS with the naviga-tion
See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on
I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-an
Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home
Her husband on vacation and left her home alone
I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers
From +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+ in one shower
Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours
Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!

Chorus

[Nelly]
Aiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky
Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky
Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky
Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?!
Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me
Big faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?
Don't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut
I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut
Then I slide up in the Escalade
Me and E gettin solid like the Ice Capades
And me and Heezy - frosty, project mo' wrapped up than Bugsy
You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you'll see I got more carrots/karats than "Aisle D"
More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me
+Sure+ like +Al B.+, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY!

Chorus

[Nelly]
St. Louis y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, can you feel that?
Lunatics y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yell it universal y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y'all

Chorus (to fade + ad libs)

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Legalise .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Shoot to Kill .. Neutrino, Oxide & Neutrino

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Mad Props .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Fight the Power .. Public Enemy

1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got sould
(Brothers and sisters, hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I know
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power

Chorus

As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say...
Fight the Power

Chorus

Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant ---- to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Mother---- him and John Wayne
Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
Damn if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) lets get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
To make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be

(Fight the Power)

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Planet Rock .. Afrika Bambaataa, Soul Sonic Force

Party people
Party people
Can y'all get funky?
Soul Sonic Force - can y'll get funky?
The Zulu Nation - can y'll get funky?
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me

Just start to chase your dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love Life Live
Come play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream

We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both headed all for the disco

The D.J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash, people

Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop

The Soul Sonic Force - Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, and M.C. Globe
We emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
Be what you be - be

Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop

You're in a place where the nights are hot
Where nature's children dance and set a chance
On this Mother Earth, which is our rock
The time has come, and work for soul, show you really got soul
Are you ready hump bump bump, get bump, now let's go, house

Twist and turn, the you let your body slide
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock

Everybody keep rockin' and clockin' and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O-B-E (Crowd repeats)
The Soul Sonic Force

You gotta rock it, pop it, 'cause it's the century
There is such a place tht creates such a melody
Our world is but a land of a master jam, get up and dance
It's time to chase your dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love Life Live

Zih Zih Zih Zih Zih (ad lib)

Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Everybody say, shock it and pop it (Crowd repeats)
Everybody say, ich me sun chi (Crowd repeats)
Say, Planet Rock (Crowd repeats)
It's the sure shot (Crowd repeats)
Say, Planet Rock (Crowd repeats)
It's the sure shot (Crowd repeats)

So twist and turn, then you let your body glide
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce
So hit me
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's gettin' so funky, now hit me
Every piece of the world
Rate the message of the worlds
All men, women, boys, and girls, hey our Planet Rock is superb
Get on it
You got the groove, move (ad lib)
Feel the groove - fell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock it
Don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin'
Work it all around the clock
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop (repeats)

Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Spread de Love .. Ali G

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Ali G Indahouse soundtrack lyrics -- Me Julie [Multimedia Track] .. Ali G, Shaggy

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