The Game ft. Trey Songz - She Wanna Have My Baby Lyrics and Ringtones

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A newly surfaced song titled "She Wanna Have My Baby" by West Coast hip hop artist, The Game featuring Trey Songz. It is believed to be a brand new track taken from his forthcoming album 'The R.E.D. Album. 'The R.E.D. Album' is his upcoming fourth studio album which has been officially scheduled to be released in late August, 2011.

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[Trey Songz:]
Le'gggo
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh

[Verse 1: Game]
Everybody f-cking Amber Rose
Is the p-ssy good? Only Kanye camera knows
And who this Tami hoe telling me and Trey shooting a video
In a month and she can get a cameo
SMH TTM five star we be them
LOL hide my bbm ain't got my bbm
Lou Vuiton he be in 'tron got em queasy and
My Money ain't Young that's my n-gga Lil' Weezy and 'em
I keep one rolled like Wiz Khalifa and 'em
Got some college hoes what wanna smoke a swisha sweet with him
They ain't no Lauren Londons but they got that Megan Good
They use that Photoshop to get their ass up out the hood
And it's all good with us n-ggas mayne
I said it's all good cause I'm a trigger man
Yeah she said she wanna have Jayceon kid
I told that b-tch you better off with Jason kid

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

[Verse 2: Game]
How many b-tches in the club just to f-ck a platinum rapper
Poking microscopic holes into the Magnum rappers
Hoping on the d-ck but I ain't throwing carrots at ya
You ain't gon' Worldstar me I ain't your average rapper
You drinking all the Goose then b-tch I ain't finna pay
You don't look like your Twitter avatar anyway
b-tch you look like an Avatar mp3junkyard.blogspot.com anyway
And that's the same b-tch that was stalking Fab' ain't it Trey? (Yup)
And this is how I know you're giving free head
If you was getting paid, the bottom of your shoe would be red
But it ain't, she claiming she a saint
But as soon she see Dwight she go hard in the paint
But her girlfriend the type you wanna take home
Throw a little Drake on it really shouldn't take long
Then she told me that she wanna meet Trey Songz
I told that b-tch strip and start singing all Trey song's

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

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The Game - Only One ft. Chris Brown Lyrics and Ringtones

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"Only One", the latest soon-to-be-hit song by The Game was just released. It is reported that "Only One" will be featured on his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' slated for release somewhere around mid or late 2011. The song features American contemporary R&B singer-songwriter Chris Brown.

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[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I’m supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I’m a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I’m a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 1]
I’m supposed to be your number one
Thought we was getting married when the summer come
Two piece Armani with the ?
And when she look in my eyes she see a money sign
She see Loiue Vuitton, she see them Prada heels
I took her outta that couch, hotter than ?
I mean its gotta feel good to a b-tch about the hood
Driving a Rose Phantom with an angel on the hood
I mean mp3junkyard.blogspot.com we living that good
Chowing on Mr Chow’s after this it’s Fillippe
N-gga you know my style
Lil Cristal, Lil Rose
A whole bunch of Al’s bad b-tches in the place
N-gga feel like an Owl, n-gga I’m so fly
Pull that Bugatti out, them haters gon die
baby you know them doors are suicide
And it aint about nuttin but you and I

[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I’m supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I’m a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I’m a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 2]
She used to stash my loot, all in the sofa
Then I used to knock her boots all in the sofa
She had 3 stocks, one chrome on that Toyota
Then she flipped channels on a n-gga
Oprah, all up in the club getting hawk by the vultures
The femal Spreewell, was too hard to couch her
So I had to do the best thing for both us
Take myself shopping, get my Ralph Lauren coats up
It aint trickin’ if you got it right, No sir
Can’t get a shot of Patron unless she gon f-ck
Can’t leave these hoes alone n-gga it’s so tough
Especially if they finance the nose, I pick them both up
Then we hit South beach, pull my Gucci loc’s up
Hit my n-gga Wayne like let me borrow some ?
Looking like a casting call and we show up
We getting Young Money but we grown up
So what!

[Chorus]

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The Game - Monsters In My Head Lyrics and Ringtones

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New hot song by West Coast rapper, The Game titled "Monsters In My Head" surfaced recently. It is another track set to appear on his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.', slated for release somewhere around mid or late 2011 through Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records. Very Dope!

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[Verse 1]
I'm sitting here watching my daughter being born
Feel like I should thank God that nothing went wrong
Back in my days I was headed straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause enemies never stay far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my older brothers
Cause they was always into sh-t, good thing we had different mothers
Playing football in the streets with the homies
And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared
Mama at the post office working that late night shift
Taking care of my sisters cause my daddy wasn't sh-t
Sweating over the stove and on a school clothes
Open the refrigerator like where did the food go?
Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Even when sh-t goes wrong it's part of God's plan, Amen

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake mp3junkyard.blogspot.com me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 2]
Laying here staring at this Doggystyle poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is going on?
In a n-gga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, that was the night scene
And like the movies, n-ggas act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the rules
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I started forming my crew
Getting a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, trying to get by or getting high
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them cowards die
Pay 'em no mind but keep my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no n-gga can see me I think they're going blind

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 3]
Seemed like just yesterday a n-gga was only 21
Showing the little homies how to use a f-cking gun
Now look what I become, n-gga was on the run
From the coptom slums, they right, like father like son
But I'm missing them days when I couldn't roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to only drive it once
Yeah them was the days but now a n-gga getting paid
Pouring down rose for my n-ggas in the grave
My n-gga Big Will and my homie P D
Feel like yesterday we was just running in the streets
And I swear to God funny how the time fly
And the only thing certain is that we all die
So let your soul fly

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

Travis Barker - Can A Drummer Get Some? (Remix) Lyrics and Ringtones

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A brand new track titled "Can A Drummer Get Some? Remix" by American pop punk band Blink-182, Travis Barker featuring vocals from Swizz Beatz, Game, Lil Wayne and Rick Ross. It is a remix version of Barker's "Can A Drummer Get Some?" from his latest solo album ' Give the Drummer Some' released on March 15, 2011.

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[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Game]
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Draped in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, tune is chillin, ready and willing
N-gga I’m eating, happy thanks giving
Walking on the ceiling with my running shoes on
Life is too short, my money too long
Come into my zone, I’mma do you wrong
Life is an adventure, Indiana Jones
She a bad bitch, I give a dog a bone
My name is Weezy baby not Sylvester Stallone
And thats word to my drummer
Word mp3junkyard.blogspot.com to my drummer
Talk shit, but my shit backed up, need a plumber
Colder than a bitch wearing furs in the summers
Digg deep in that pussy, search and discover
I’m a beast, pockets on obese
Police, I Hate You So Much Right Now, Kelis
It’s a Young Money show, go head take a seat
Red bandana big beat muthaf-cka

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Swizz Beatz]
They know me, yep, yep they know me
Back in the days I was the little homie
Now I’m doing good and theyt act like they don’t know me
Why the hell they always act phoney
Yeah, I grew up from the roaches and the rats
They in my bed, I couldn’t stand that
Bread every night did I ever get away from that
And all they worry bout is where my ice at
Damn, dog, where ya life at
Ya heard that I fell and you kind liked that
You thinking that I owe you, but it’s not like that
Damn, you want the World but oyu gotta work for that
Chilling like a Rockstar listening to ether
Bumping through your speakers, know I gotta heat this
Rockin’ don’t stop, you know I’m rocking don’t stop
Travis Barker make this whole place rock

[Hook]

[Rick Ross]
Tupac and Juice riding mers? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

[Swizz Beatz - x2]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

The Game - Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne Lyrics and Ringtones

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"Red Nation" is a the first official single off rapper, The Game's to-be-released fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.'. It features Lil Wayne. The album which is scheduled to be released somewhere around mid or late 2011 also marks a return to Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records.

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[Game - Verse 1]
Throw your muthaf-cking Cincinnati hats in the sky
N-gga don’t ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max ’95′s
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June
Any n-gga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man ‘Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin’ switches to the Spring Break, Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don’t live in Judah’s eyes
Half of these rappers weren’t trappin’ when I was choppin’ the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma “won’t you decide”
She chose Doc, first day I poured ? like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on ‘em I kill Satan and stick my red flag in the ground
It’s Red Nation!!!

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til that b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I’m no where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 2]
N-ggas’ll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur’s halo
One blood, plural, n-gga I’m spendin’ Euro’s
Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough
I’m up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it aint never all good
We roll up in backwoods, n-gga get to actin’ stupid
Get mp3junkyard.blogspot.com thrown in the back woods
Los Angeles, home of the scandalous
Pimp, hoes and gamblers
98 degree’s on Christmas
N-gga we rollin’ cannibus
Swisha sweet aint it, I told her I’m Charles Louboutin
The b-tch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That’s my Chi-lingo, yeah I’m bi-lingual
Ball by myself, Ochocinco
Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars
And everybody bleed out here, word to God

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 3]
Russia got a Red Flag
US got Red Stripes
Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes
Che Guevara of the New Era, test me
Louieville slugger, you’ll get buried in my era
Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum
Walk in the club saggin’ with a 38 magnum
Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin’ on a hill like Lauren
Her and the car foreign
Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on
And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan
Where my n-gga Jim Jones at?
Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song
And while I’m out here, I might as well go shopping
And put this new bad b-tch I got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin’ ass n-ggas want me dead
Cause I’m Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

Travis Barker - Can A Drummer Get Some? Lyrics and Ringtones

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Latest joint by drummer for the American pop punk band Blink-182, Travis Barker, Lil Wayne, The Game, Rick Ross and Swizz Beatz titled "Can A Drummer Get Some?" just hit the blogosphere. It is taken from Barker's upcoming solo record 'Give the Drummer Some' slated for release on March 15, 2011.

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[Swizz Beatz:]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
Can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Game:]
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee's cause I be killin' 'em
Most emcee's turn into ghost emcee's
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style, grenade
Cook sh-t like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who b-tch please
I ate your favourite rapper's heart out with a 16
Didn't hit the switch on something with friends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, that's Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz Beatz:]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
Can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Lil Wayne:]
Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this sh-t like he Ron Dayne
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on
I'm Leon, I pee on you pee-on's for eon's
I'm in my prime like Deion
mp3junkyard.blogspot.com
I'm a shine like neon
I'm a Lion like Leon
But I'm 'bout to go off, cause that is all I know of
I don't have to show y'all, I'd rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I'm an F'ing star
Haha, get it? I'm an FN star
Ha, and it's the Rock you bastards
If I'm the rockstar, will rock you bastards

[Swizz Beatz:]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
Can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Rick Ross:]
Tupac and Juice riding [?] on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin' like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I'm a goof
Designer underwear she knows I'm a goose
Got the wide body I'm a fat motherf-cker
In Swahili I'm screaming "stack motherf-cker"
Ya homie won't stop until I decide to
Until then I'm making rollie's for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
b-tch I'm a boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I'm from, Girls manage from the jump
Don't trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so...

[Swizz Beatz: x2]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
Can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Tyga – Drink The Night Away ft. Game & Mario Lyrics and Ringtones

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Here is a brand new song titled "Drink The Night Away" by American rapper, Tyga believed to be his another track from his upcoming second studio album 'Careless World'. The song features Game and Mario. The album is set to be released in the first quarter of 2011 on Young Money Entertainment, Cash Money Records and Universal Motown.

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[Tyga]
Uh, line full of b-tches
hard fine b-tches
the sh-t that I’m smokin’ got me higher than tuition
wanna know whats goin’ on let me paint a picture
and if ya aint around lemme give ya a description
corks everywhere, hoes everywhere
loud music playin’ heavy smoke in the air
its cups everywhere, flashin’ lights
bottles of Patron, sittin’ in the ice like…

[Mario]
Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we goin’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
Oh, and I dont really want her to leave

[Tyga]
Order bottle after bottle
She say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we gon’ drink the night away, we gon’ drink the night away)
Ah Mr. Rose Raw
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm
S-x on the beach and some shots for these broads
And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs
We on the couch leanin’ on the wall
My old b-tch hit me said I seen you with them hoes
but I’m turnt up so a n-gga lost his phone
I gotta find a freak take her home
hit the light like uhhhh
same day different chick ya’ll
took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw
in and out the crib back and forth like ping pong
me and Game got the hoe jumpin’ Kriss Kross
I’m the sh-t so piss off
mp3junkyard.blogspot.com
better yet, find me somethin’ to piss on
I’m too drunk, how I take it this far
wake up, and do it all again tomorrow

[Mario]
Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we gon’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave

[Tyga]
Uh, order bottle after bottle
she say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we goin drink the night away, we goin drink the night away)

[Game]
Uh, uh sicker than cancer
colder than Aspen
west side ridin’ wit Tyga
Tiger fur inside the Aston
Martin dependin’ on who askin’?
got so many chickens, all my birds in one basket
and thats a coupe for you, retract the roof for you
its a Doggy Dog world, and I can call Snoop for ya
uh thats gangsta, thats fly
yo baby mamas mama would say I’m one hell of a guy
why do I start beefs, why do I drop Phantoms
why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta
(thats stupid)
nah n-gga smarter than Bill Gates
clap ya hands I do it
with the sound that still make
I know the real Weezy, introduce you to the real Drake
my hoes more patient that Detox fans, they will wait
for me to go um, 10 times platinum
and cop more Patron and hatin’ n-ggas imagine

[Mario]
Its a celebration
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave
dont leave, dont be scared
It aint a game, meet me in the bed
and we gon’ drink the night away
ohh I dont really want you to leave baby
Wooah, I don’t really want you to leave
come celebrate with me baby