8Ball & Devius - Get' Em Up - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!
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30 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/8Ball--Devius/Get-Em-Up-/ Full Song Lyrics: Hook: 8x My niggas get 'em up My bitches get 'em up Verse 1: lil' pete It's pete baby You best of recognize Grab my gold teeth baby One of the good guys Say she's a freak baby Tell me what's up then U wanna freak I wanna freak Then we can freak then Living this life of sin Drinking bout everyday Smoking bout everyday, in that gray escalade I hit my nigga dre' Dre' what's the word dawg I got bout twenty-three ways let's go ball dawg Help me burn down dis log This dro' to much for me It's getting hard to see But they can't stop a g' Living delicately And I'm going put 'em up 2x And I'm going keep 'em up Hook: 8x My niggas get 'em up My bitches get 'em up Verse 2: s.m.k. Sometimes I feel like I'm going die That's why I keep a tone Cause ain't no telling when I might have to prove a nigga wrong Some nigga ackin like he bad Now he long gone I'ma be the one in back laughing and giggling in the funeral home Cause I just got out the institution cause I'm crazy jone And a nigga think I'm bullshitting with them masses on Come on, come on everybody come on Nigga we ready So whatever you wanna get on Breaking niggas off the top what I spit on Fking niggas up with the shit they better get on Get 'em Up lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Boy you don't wanna make me have to pull a get gone I'ma get to bucking with my muthafking tone Leave ya folks crying they gone hate you gone with the acapella tone From memphis to atlanta getting bust in domes Stick with the niggas in bulletproof it's on Then shout with the chrome glock to the knock Another muthafker test me I think not Hook: 8x My niggas get 'em up My bitches get 'em up Verse 3: See I ride with the chrome Out of town finna clown Keep ya phone on wrong Sideways in the whip Every time when I dip through the hood it's on Everything after making the green I kind of hate when ya hate mine Irritated when ya waited for the online Never hard to find When we all gone shine 2x Get ya cheese on My niggas gotta hustle for that, juggle for that But you better stay strapped with the gat Everytime when the hugger make contact Real niggas got push 'em all back In the mist of dust Like my guns when we come This ain't no test execution my son Nightmares after twelve They catching hell Millionaires So we don't care Cause all my niggas posting bail, uh Sometimes I feel like a nut Sometimes I don't Thinking that I won't get 'em left on the scene Like no what I mean Nigga no what I mean Hook: 8x My niggas get 'em up My bitches get 'em up

50 Cent - Heat - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!
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21 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/Heat/ Full Song Lyrics: Skit Aye you want some of this shit Naw, I don't want that shit I don't give a fk, I don't play dat shit And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga Man SHUT the fk up Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down You see that brick house right there That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up I'ma get in the other car Aight a car revs up gunshots Chorus: 50 Cent If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out brains out There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out thangs out I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherfkin tape in court I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin 50 Cent Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fkin skull get popped And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box In the hood summer time is the killing season It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin Sayin Lord, Jesus Help Me cause they ass leakin When they window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out And you can run for ya back-up But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that We reload them clips and come right back It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fked I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood 'cause ya momma still around dog, and that ain't good Heat lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com If you was smart you'd be shook of me 'cause I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look for me Chorus 50 Cent My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you Nigga you know the streets talk So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself Locked up I was in a box by myself I done made myself a millionaire by myself Now, shit changed motherfker I can hire some help I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot it won't do 'em no good With a pistol I define the definition of pain If you survive ya bones'll still fkin hurt when it rain Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game See the losers end up in shackles of motherfkin chains Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains Chorus 50 Cent After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me best of me If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me testin me All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me blessin me Fin'nin to run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the recipe the recipe, recipe Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this motherfker 'cause my windows on my motherfkin Benz is bulletproof nigga 'cause my motherfkin vest is bulletproof nigga 'cause my motherfkin hat is bulletproof nigga But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fkin concussion Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha

50 Cent - I Get Money (Billionaires Remix) (Jay - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!

18 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/I-Get-Money-Billionaires-Remix-Jay/ Full Song Lyrics: I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money 50 Chorus I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 1 I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, But Coca-Cola came and bought it For billions, what the fk Have a baby by me baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the fk cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch Yeah I smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now I play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan I'm already black Rich I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat Hit a head in a hat Call that a riddle rap Shit, fk the chitter chat I'm the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead I blood clot, chop ya leg Do not fk with the kid I get biz wit the cigg I come where you live Ya dig Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 2 You can call this my new shit But it aint new though I got rid of my old bitch Now i got new hoes First is was the Benzo Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I'm sorry I keep blowin up Oh They call me the cake man The strawberry shake man I spray the AR Make your whole click breakdance Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then 9 shells, Mach 10, who wan get it crackin I Get Money lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I was young, i couldnt do good Now i cant do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand Bling like BLAOW You like my style Ha ha im headin to the bank right now Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a teflon Don, boy i run New York When i come outta court, yea i pop the Cork I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, In the hood if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa.. I get money, money is got Im back on the streets man, I get money, money is got Im bringin the heat man, I get money, money is got Im on my grind, Money I got, money is got Like all the time, I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line I I get it.. I I get it.. Yeah, yeah.

50 Cent - I Get Money (Billionaires Remix) - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!
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13 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/I-Get-Money-Billionaires-Remix-/ Full Song Lyrics: I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money 50 Chorus I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 1 I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, But Coca-Cola came and bought it For billions, what the fk Have a baby by me baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the fk cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch Yeah I smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now I play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan I'm already black Rich I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat Hit a head in a hat Call that a riddle rap Shit, fk the chitter chat I'm the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead I blood clot, chop ya leg Do not fk with the kid I get biz wit the cigg I come where you live Ya dig Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Verse 2 You can call this my new shit But it aint new though I got rid of my old bitch Now i got new hoes First is was the Benzo Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I'm sorry I keep blowin up Oh They call me the cake man The strawberry shake man I spray the AR Make your whole click breakdance Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then 9 shells, Mach 10, who wan get it crackin I Get Money lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I was young, i couldnt do good Now i cant do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad Oh you cant do that Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand Bling like BLAOW You like my style Ha ha im headin to the bank right now Chorus: I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah Money I got, money is got I run New York I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got I I get it I get money, money is got Yeah yeah Money is got, money is got I run New York Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a teflon Don, boy i run New York When i come outta court, yea i pop the Cork I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, In the hood if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, Round the world if ya ask about me Theyll tell ya they love the kid I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. I I get it, Whoa Hey.. Yeah, yeah, Whoa Hey.. I run New York Whoa.. I get money, money is got Im back on the streets man, I get money, money is got Im bringin the heat man, I get money, money is got Im on my grind, Money I got, money is got Like all the time, I get money, money is got Tryna stop my shine, I get money, money is got Ill cock my 9 Dont get outta line, Money I got, money is got I said dont get outta line I I get it.. I I get it.. Yeah, yeah.

2Pac - 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted (Chorus) - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!

30 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/2Pac/2-Of-Amerikaz-Most-Wanted-Chorus-/ Full Song Lyrics: Snoop Talking Up out of there Daz, repeated several times until first verse begins Ain't Nothin' but A Gangsta Party Tupac Talking Ahh shit you've done fked up now you done put 2 of Amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafkin' place at the same muthafkin' time ya'll niggas about to feel this break out the champange glasses and muthafkin' condoms have one on us aight Tupac Picture Perfect I paint a perfect picture Bombin' hoochies with percision My intensions to get with ya with the S-N double-O-P dogg to help my fkin' homie you's a cold ass nigga on them all Snoop Sure enough I keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run Now I am back in the court room waitin' on the outcome Free Tupac is all that's on a niggas mind but at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine so I am get smart and get the best of this shit and put together a million march plus some gangsta shit Tupac So now they got us laced Two multi millionaire muthafkas catchin' cases Bitches get ready for the throw down the shits about to go down Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown I am losin' my religion I am vicious on these stool pigeons you might be deep in this game but you got some rules missin' niggas be actin like we savage See i'm a get the cabbage I got nutin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish Snoop I got a pet named P she niggarino I got a house out in the Hills right next to Chino and I think I got a Black Beama' but my dream is to own a fly casino like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal and get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal Uhh it feel good to ya Baby bubba you see this is for the G's and the Ki's muthafka Tupac Now follow as we Ride muthafk the rest two of the best from the westside and I can make you famous Niggas been dying for years so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony I never stop ballin' these mutha fkin' G's If ya got it betta'flaunt it another warrant 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted Chorus Daz 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party x2 Tupac Nothin' but a gangsta party Daz Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party Tupac Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafkin' gangsta party Daz Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party Tupac Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafkin' gangsta party Daz Ain't nothin but a gangsta party Tupac Now give me 50 feet The feet is not my destiny release me to the streets and keep what evers left of me Jealousy is misery, suffery is grief Better be prepared when you cowards fk with me I I busta free, these niggas must be crazy What there ain't no mercy mutha fkas who can fade the thugs you thought it was but it wasn't now disappear bow down in the presence of a Boss playa Snoop It's like cuz', blood, gang banging everybody in the party doin' dope slangin' you got to have papers in this world you might get your purse snatched before your eyes swirl ya doing ya job every day and then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is see we live by the gun so we die by the gun of kids Tupac They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I got to throw away floating in the black Benz trying to do a show a day they wonder how I live with 5 shots niggas is hard to kill on my block Scheme for currency and dough related affilliated with the hustlas so we made it Your answer to the question tryin' to get up on it my nigga dogg n' me Two of the most wanted Chorus Daz Ain't Nuttin But A Gangsta Party Until Fade

2Pac - 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted (Chorus) - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!
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30 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/2Pac/2-Of-Amerikaz-Most-Wanted-Chorus-/ Full Song Lyrics: Snoop Talking Up out of there Daz, repeated several times until first verse begins Ain't Nothin' but A Gangsta Party Tupac Talking Ahh shit you've done fked up now you done put 2 of Amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafkin' place at the same muthafkin' time ya'll niggas about to feel this break out the champange glasses and muthafkin' condoms have one on us aight Tupac Picture Perfect I paint a perfect picture Bombin' hoochies with percision My intensions to get with ya with the S-N double-O-P dogg to help my fkin' homie you's a cold ass nigga on them all Snoop Sure enough I keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run Now I am back in the court room waitin' on the outcome Free Tupac is all that's on a niggas mind but at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine so I am get smart and get the best of this shit and put together a million march plus some gangsta shit Tupac So now they got us laced Two multi millionaire muthafkas catchin' cases Bitches get ready for the throw down the shits about to go down Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown I am losin' my religion I am vicious on these stool pigeons you might be deep in this game but you got some rules missin' niggas be actin like we savage See i'm a get the cabbage I got nutin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish Snoop I got a pet named P she niggarino I got a house out in the Hills right next to Chino and I think I got a Black Beama' but my dream is to own a fly casino like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal and get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal Uhh it feel good to ya Baby bubba you see this is for the G's and the Ki's muthafka Tupac Now follow as we Ride muthafk the rest two of the best from the westside and I can make you famous Niggas been dying for years so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony I never stop ballin' these mutha fkin' G's If ya got it betta'flaunt it another warrant 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted Chorus Daz 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party x2 Tupac Nothin' but a gangsta party Daz Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party Tupac Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafkin' gangsta party Daz Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party Tupac Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafkin' gangsta party Daz Ain't nothin but a gangsta party Tupac Now give me 50 feet The feet is not my destiny release me to the streets and keep what evers left of me Jealousy is misery, suffery is grief Better be prepared when you cowards fk with me I I busta free, these niggas must be crazy What there ain't no mercy mutha fkas who can fade the thugs you thought it was but it wasn't now disappear bow down in the presence of a Boss playa Snoop It's like cuz', blood, gang banging everybody in the party doin' dope slangin' you got to have papers in this world you might get your purse snatched before your eyes swirl ya doing ya job every day and then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is see we live by the gun so we die by the gun of kids Tupac They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I got to throw away floating in the black Benz trying to do a show a day they wonder how I live with 5 shots niggas is hard to kill on my block Scheme for currency and dough related affilliated with the hustlas so we made it Your answer to the question tryin' to get up on it my nigga dogg n' me Two of the most wanted Chorus Daz Ain't Nuttin But A Gangsta Party Until Fade

Runescape Interview - Target9999
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4 min - Dec 31, 2007

xxemmaxx123 interviews Runescape French Multi-Millionaire Target9999.

Young Buck - Valentine's Day - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!

18 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Young-Buck/Valentines-Day-/ Full Song Lyrics: When the postman don't call on valentine's day And santa claus don't come on a christmas day That umbrella won't work on a rainy day Don't ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef And the only pleasure treasured is in map relief The choice is yours, sure, saint or thief Don't ask me I already know When they baked your cake in little slices, Kept your eyes on rising prices, Wound up winning booby prizes I'm sure you'd like to think you know what life is Find destiny through magazines Liplicking, unzipping Harpers and queens From here to eternity, Valentine's Day lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Without in-betweens, Don't ask me, I already know With your heart on parade and your heart on parole I hope you find a sucker to buy that mink stole School for scandal, Guess who's enrolled So ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef When the postman don't call on valentine's day When the only pleasure treasured is in map relief When you don't tell the truth, that's the price you pay When I'm shaking a hand, I'm clenching a fist If you gave me a pound for the moments I missed And I got dancing lessons for all the lips I shoulda kissed I'd be a millionaire I'd be a fred astaire

Young Buck - Valentine's Day - EXCLUSIVE RINGTONE!
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18 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Young-Buck/Valentines-Day-/ Full Song Lyrics: When the postman don't call on valentine's day And santa claus don't come on a christmas day That umbrella won't work on a rainy day Don't ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef And the only pleasure treasured is in map relief The choice is yours, sure, saint or thief Don't ask me I already know When they baked your cake in little slices, Kept your eyes on rising prices, Wound up winning booby prizes I'm sure you'd like to think you know what life is Find destiny through magazines Liplicking, unzipping Harpers and queens From here to eternity, Valentine's Day lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Without in-betweens, Don't ask me, I already know With your heart on parade and your heart on parole I hope you find a sucker to buy that mink stole School for scandal, Guess who's enrolled So ask me, I already know When they find you beached on the barrier reef When the postman don't call on valentine's day When the only pleasure treasured is in map relief When you don't tell the truth, that's the price you pay When I'm shaking a hand, I'm clenching a fist If you gave me a pound for the moments I missed And I got dancing lessons for all the lips I shoulda kissed I'd be a millionaire I'd be a fred astaire

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2 min - D­ec­ 31, 2007

Rune­sc­ape­ M­i­l­l­i­o­nai­re­
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