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89ers – Kingston Town
Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on December 29th, 2009
Monophonic Ringtones : 89ers – Kingston Town
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Kingston Town’s Lyric
When I’m..
When I’m King
The night
seems to fade,
but the moonlight
lingers on.
There are wonders
for everyone.
The stars
shine so bright,
but they’re fading
after dawn.
there’s magic
in Kingston Town
2 Pac Ft. Ashanti & T I – Pacs Life
Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on August 25th, 2009
Monophonic Ringtones : 2 Pac Ft. Ashanti & T I – Pacs Life
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Pacs Life’s Lyric
[LT Hutton talking]
Uh oh, Uh oh, Oh!, Oh!, Oh!
They ain’t ready for this
LT Hutton
T.I.
Ashanti
It’s that new ‘Pac y’all
[Chorus: Ashanti]
Pac’s life
(Everybody need’s to chill)
Everybody talking ’bout Pac’s life
(It’s Tupac the king)
What do you know about Pac’s life
(What do you know? What do you know?)
(Only real niggas stay on top)
Everybody talking ’bout Pac’s life
(Outlawz)
[Verse One: Tupac]
Started with five shots, niggas plotting to kill him
Never figured that, that same nigga sell five million
Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits
Court cases got a nigga facing multiple digits
Dodging cop cars look how we come so far
Picture a high school drop out
Rolling a double R
House full of happiness, weed and drank
Way out
So when trouble tried to find me can’t
Never visioned living longer than my twenty first
Thought I’d locked down, cracked out or in the dirt
And though it hurts to see the change
It comes with the fame
Watch them gossip in this silly game
To all the motherf**ker’s speaking down on me this is the night
Why’s everybody caught up In Pac’s life?
To all y’all niggas
Conversating on my life
Mind your motherf**king business
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: T.I]
I remember that
Ay
What’s happening Pac
Yeah I know we never to meet
But we know all the same people so we got to speak
You taught me first, fake nigga can’t stop a G
And all the s**t you went through
Meant a lot to me
But when they locked you up for for nothing it was shame to see
You we know the crack came and did the same thing to me
I get along with real niggas it’s the lane to be
Talking loud out of pocket tryna bang with me
And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see
Now they all in the court room blaming me
See we ain’t live the same life but represent the same struggle
Power to the real niggas death to the s**ker’s
Money over b**ches, get to know ‘em for you love ‘em
Death before dishonour never talk to undercover’s
Live by the same rules so I minus the tattoo’s
With the same sort of dude with he same short fuse
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Tupac]
I want money in large amounts
My garage full of cars that bounce
Moving my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts
Busters is jealous and half these niggas is punks
They running off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump
They jump my automatic keep ‘em weary
While you fronting like you Billy Bad A*s
Nigga you scary
I been knowing you for years
We was high school peers
In Junior High
I was itching’ to kill
And you was, ‘Ready To Die’
While you bulls**tting niggas was dying and catching cases
Busting my automatics at motherf**ker’s in foreign places
Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried
B**ches die in a hurry
Still I ride, I’m never worried
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I’ma ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd
And motherf**ker’s die
It’s not the way I wanna live
My nigga it’s how it is
Only real niggas stay on top
[Chorus]
Why are all you niggas all up in my s**t?
Tell them motherf**ker’s
Outlawz
F**k all y’all
2 Pac & Nas – Thugz Mansion
Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on August 25th, 2009
Monophonic Ringtones : 2 Pac & Nas – Thugz Mansion
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Thugz Mansion’s Lyric
2Pac:
S**t, tired of getting shot at, tired of getting
chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we could kick it,
a spot where we belong, thats just for us
Niggas aint gotta get all dressed up and
be Hollywood, know what I mean?
Where dem niggas go when we die?
Aint no heaven for a thug nigga,
thats why we go to Thug Mansion,
thats the only place where thugs get in free
And you gotta be a G, at Thug Mansion
A place to spend my quiet nights,
time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry times I was contempletin suicide,
and woulda tried
But when I held that knife all I could see
was my mommas eyes
No one knows my struggle,
they only see the trouble
Not knowin is hard to carry on
when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed
struggles I survived
Prayin hard for better days,
promised to hold on
Me and my dawgs aint have a choice but to roll on
We finally found a spot where we could kick it
Where we could drink liquor and
no one bickers over trick s**t
A spot where we could smoke in peace
and even though we Gs we still
visualize places that we could roll in peace
And in my mind I see this place
the players goin past
and got a spot for us all so we could ball,
at Thugz Mansion
Chorus:
Every corner, every city,
theres a place where lives a little busy
Little had you see, way back at cool
Every hour cuz its all good
We hold the stress from the world outside
Every wrong there will be a right
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion
Nas:
A place where death doesn’t reside
Just thugs who collide
Not to start beeper spark treatin no cops rollin by
No policeman, no homicide
No talk on the streets
No reason for nobodies momma to cry
See Im a good guy
Im tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die I know all my albums support her
This whole years been crazy
ask the holy spirit to save me
Only difference from me and Nosie Davis
Gray hair maybe
Cuz I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin
Im just 20 sum odd years
and I had lost my mother
And I cry tears of joy,
I know she smiles on her boy
I dream of you more,
my love goes to Afena Shakir
Cuz like Anne Jones she raised a
ghetto king in the war
And just for that alone she shouldn’t
feel no pain no more
Cuz one day well all be together
Sippin heavenly champagne
What Andrew saw, where golden reigns
In Thugz Mansion
Chorus:
Every corner, every city,
theres a place where lives a little busy
Little had you see, way back at cool
Every hour cuz its all good
We hold the stress from the world outside
Every wrong there will be a right
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion
2Pac:
Dear momma, dont cry
Your baby boys doin good,
tell the homies Im in heaven
And they aint gotta hurt
Seen a show with marvin Gaye last night
It had me shook
Drippin peppermint snops with Jackie Wilson
And Sam cook
The some lady named Billy Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm
Til the day came
Little Natasha, she all grown
Tell the lady in the liquor store
That shes forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time youll understand
Only God can save us
With Mile Davis cutting loose
With the band
Just think of all the people
that you knew and that passed
that passed on lay in heaven
Found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist together
There has to be a place
Better than this in Heaven
So right before I sleep then
God what Im asking..
Remember this face,
Save me a place
In Thugz Mansion
Chorus:
Every corner, every city,
theres a place where lives a little busy
Little had you see, way back at cool
Every hour cuz its all good
We hold the stress from the world outside
Every wrong there will be a right
Nothing but peace, love, and street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion