The Lox - We'll Always Love Big Poppa - ring tone
LForchia6018
26 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/The-Lox/Well-Always-Love-Big-Poppa/ Full Song Lyrics: Mmm... can't believe we doin this record We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big vocals get louder We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big We'll always love Big Poppa Yeah We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun Hope you right next to God and he calling you Son Taking you in, Angels breaking you in This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin And may God bless your mom and your two children Your wife, your family and all your friends Everybody stay strong, the good die young Where we from it's all wrong, we all confused Never know what we have til what we have we lose Think Big, we just lost a very big jewel Hip-hop itself is at a pit-stop itself Seeing Big die I wish the shit would stop itself It hurts, you're probably too good for this earth Genius at his work Made dirty cats wanna get a clean shirt Pop Cristal and rock they ice work word, go Big go Big Everybody wanted to know Big Made the rap biz, glitter like showbiz Ask anybody, who could flow Big All the cats shined, but you would glow Big Frank White lyrically, moved niggaz spiritually Made you wanna get a cup, fill it up with Hennessee Front in the club and light a dutch where the women be If you seen the show then I know you felt the energy We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big repeat 8X Just to let y'all know, everything is all real But it's sad when a good fella catch a raw deal And pain is a part of life that we all feel Today this whole rap game is getting more ill It make me look back, to where he took rap Dude brought the East back, y'all better believe that We'll Always Love Big Poppa lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com He never had a warning, One More Chance was right before him everybody must answer when God's callin I flew B's wit him, I blew trees wit him Couldn't wait to go on tour across seas wit him People seem to get lost and, blow things out of proportion Life is worth more than the coffin I need answers, and they better be the truth Hurts like a bad tooth, we losin mad youth Lyrically there'll never be no one above you And no matter how they judge you we always gonna love you We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big repeat 4X Right now I know you missin it, smokin in peace After all this bullshit don't cease, huh Big Right now, you and Pac in harmony, probably huggin While everybody from Brooklyn to West coast is buggin All these gang wars, Big, show me a sign As for your son I'ma raise Shorty like he was mine no doubt It seems that the devil got his stinkin back whooped And we should pray for Jesus, and ask for forgiveness I can remember all the studio time, getting twisted Bottle after bottle, Bacardi Lime, I miss it We clicked like heels when we first met the Junior Ma-f-i-a and Big Po-ppa Nearly broke down four times writin this verse Filled with wild madness and sadness it hurts But ain't no need to cry, cause right now, where you at Is more laced than any place a millionaire lived at But it's sad that it takes that for us to unite The only time you see your family is funeral night Christopher Wallace, Frank White, holdin it down I guess you with the real king in New York now For real We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love you Big repeat 6X We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa repeat 2X We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa We'll always love you Big We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa We'll always love you Big We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa, Big Poppa... We'll always love you Big

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Ludacris - Child Of The Night - cell ringtone
stopp502857
27 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Ludacris/Child-Of-The-Night/ Full Song Lyrics: Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg It's gonna get in ya, child of the night .. and the hood rolls on How do I begin to, do this shit right .. get my hustle on Ludacris Look here Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word But on my path to see the light sometimes my vision gets blurred It's all a part of growin up and seein life at it's worst Then tryin to iron out my wrinkles, puttin family first It seems like the whole world is out for sinkin my boat But with God as my navigator I'll be stayin afloat And I admit to bein caught by many foolish distractions Then I'm forced to pay the price as the result of my actions I'm battlin with MYSELF and every DAY it's a war Curiosity killed the cat, why am I Curious George Gotta keep my nose up outta thangs that ain't none of my biz And just cause somethin looks don't really mean that it is Get through the agony and anger, the pain and strife And take the necessary steps to try to change my life I got some questions for you Lord cause my mentality's hood So why is everything that's bad for me feel so good Chorus Ludacris Now I'm a only child, so excuse some of my selfish ways I got spoiled when I was young, spoil myself today Oh but I feed at least a thousand stomachs and how I've done it is from the ground up a hundred miles and runnin Dodgin and duckin everybody tryin to hammer me down A self-made millionaire, baby look at me now Can't tell me nothin still hungry as the day I began Cause all I ever really needed was a pen in my hand Child Of The Night lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com And a, pad in my lap, didn't matter in fact Me and my momma lived in one room, and what's badder than that was a young man forced to grow up at the age of 12 Tryin to get in where I fit, streets givin me hell But yet I give it right - back, so how you like - that Continue doin wrong 'til I was on the right - track Tell me 'bout heavy money I might give it a PUSH But a, bird in the hand is worth two in the bush Come on Chorus Ludacris No matter how much older we get man, we all still children at heart We all make mistakes, it's all good Now I've tried plenty of times to get rid of my bad habits Livin life on the cuttin edge, takin a stab at it And learnin from my mistakes, try not to make 'em twice Just admittin when I'm wrong, tryin hard to make it right And baby, nobody's perfect in this world of ours There's plenty people gettin stitches in this world of scars But over time, pray to God that he can heal your wounds Try to love and love again until they seal your tomb Cause life is short if you don't know this it'll pass you by That's why my head is in the clouds tryin to pass the sky Never blinkin for a minute, keep my eyes on my foes They wanna catch me in the open, bring my life to a close Meanwhile that's why I'm bringin so much life to my shows I've seen smiles I'm makin changes turnin glitter to gold Don't let these devils play you down or belittle your soul Just be happy with yo'self and it's so simple to grow Come on Chorus - to fade w/ ad libs

Valentine's Day Tones - I'm Taken (Ver .1) - music tone
averbal5608
1 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Valentines-Day-Tones/Im-Taken-Ver-1-/ 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

Lil Wayne - Money On My Mind (Screwed & Chopped) - ringer
Slipped3175
15 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Lil-Wayne/Money-On-My-Mind-Screwed--Chopped-/ Full Song Lyrics: verse 1: stepping out the motherfkin car they in awe im looking like a star bitch when you see me make a wish holla at ya motherfkin boy J.R. birdman my pa bitch boy bread born rich dear mr toilet im the shit got these other haters pissed 'cause my toilet paper thick i know but trip in that 40 make a chip out of potato head wimp then like ranch i dip and the hustle was all muscle just strength when comes to that weight i dont struggle i just lift 1, 2 i got my hand on the game yeah i make a grip 100 grand in my fist same on my wrist get key money from a quarter blaim it on my wrist i whip coke like hoes nigga im pimp lil nigga bout to rape the market if we talking bout money baby now we talking Chorus: money on my mind money on my mind money on my mind money on my mind money on my mind so money is all think of verse 2: yeah Nigga get it in the slump if u know how In the heart of the summer we need a snowplow What cha know bout that baby it's showtime Coke transactions on the phone we call it blowjob Too fast for the feds to cocky for the cops Had to ditch my old bitch getting sloppy wit the pots Hopping off the boat meeting papi at the docks They tell me im gaining weight i tellin em im getting paid yeah Money over bitches im yelling it to the grave Developed at a young age go after wat pays Money On My Mind lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com These gabbana sunshades block the sunrays I drop a car note at the mall on the first day I gotta get it even if its in the worst way That cake like it's it's my birthday New Orleans my birthplace ya heard me Where moneys more important than a person chorus verse 3: Twisting up a blunt thinking 'bout my next dollar I'm digging in the game trying to get some money out her I'm so vain it's a problem There ain't a stain on these Pradas I'm just being modest Got me a goddess show her how to divide it She still down and she don't get none of the profit Well round the city let the tints hide me That's a cold muthafuka who eva inside it Forever symbolizing the grind and don't walk to you I make u run like horses do Giddey up baby if he got then hit him up baby I know its crazy but I can't enough baby I Love It, I fking love it I'm a self-made millionaire Fk the public Ridin' to myself 'cause I don't fk wit nuttin Pistol on my lap on my way to the money chorus

The Notorious B.I.G. - Junior Mafia Forever! - ring tone
al777bert7204
6 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/The-Notorious-BIG/Junior-Mafia-Forever-/ Full Song Lyrics: Lil' Kim Yeah how many haters can stand the rain Queen Bee Entertainment I'm runnin shit now This is only a test La la la la la What We told you it was comin' La la la La la la la la We in front of the scenes and in back of the scenes so what you gon do now La la la Lil' Kim Bitches wanna front on me But know not to come to me I keep ten glocks Ten rotts up in front of me grr Like they sprayin' sumthin' Sprayin' sumthin' Like they sayin' sumin Sayin sumthin' I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin' What My reach is like Louis stiff eighty-four Yours is like Evander seventy-seven slow Thanks to Taebo I'm thirty two and O When I catch a knock out bitches bring the cops out Two for five spots I tear the rocks out Pop the tops out then clear the spot out Yea outta here Nigga or bitch you don't want no problems Fkin' assholes My revolver is a quick problem solver Don't never think I'm slippin' Why Bitch I ain't dumb I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun Hatin ass niggas I treat you like a bitch Strap on a fake dick and stick you where you shit I got warriors that's three time felons Leave ya body swellin' Leakin from ya melon And it ain't no tellin' when the bodies start smellin' Somebody took the story and sold it to Helen Kelly The guns and thing you sing about bring em out Like I thought y'all havin a gun drought I'm a millionaire I ain't rhymin for the cash I'ma relax and let my niggas get in ya ass Larc Banger All ya'll niggas is narrow straight parrel Nigga like Banger make you swallow the barrel Swallow it Criminal I ain't tryna battle Neva dat on a ground or gravel Through four make the hollows travel Mr. Bristal I got Montana nines more tangled lines Who wanna wine and dine with Bris get in line I fight like I rhyme niggas thirsty to shine Can't jack mine I'm one of a kind Larc Banger Die slow y'all niggas is dust like pyro You sleep with your eyes close Might as well be blind fold See how much my nine hold blast my one Dos tres to the cuatro cinco Reload bitch Mr. Bristal How you want it Head or gut You soft like baby butt I like that When these Brooklyn niggas come threw Their jewels they tuck For what Intimidated how we hop out the truck Or the S type Jag Y'all niggas straight fag Chorus: Lil' Cease This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit Ridin round town with gun in masses Copped out the ten years but only had six All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch Lil' Kim This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit Settin niggas up for all they stashes Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses Nasty hoes who take it in they asses Lil' Cease I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm from I ain't never tell no bitch when I cum I'm far from a lame you will never see me run You know how we do it beef jump into it M.A.F.I.A.'s the gang max out the squadron Nine millimeter team Mack 11 mobs men Who said we ain't rich Kim's bling cost a fortune Queen Bee niggas shootin anything crawlin From now on it's on when I catch you niggas snorin Any fresh event you can bet niggas sportin Betta leave town catch a flight in the mornin Get the cold out ya eyes somebody bout to die Three niggas got beef three niggas got to go Hit em all in the row like tic tac toe Where you start is where you finish at Show y'all the meanin of fam Remember dat Chorus: Lil' Cease This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit Ridin round town with gun in masses Copped out the ten years but only had six All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch Lil' Kim This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit Settin niggas up for all they stashes Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses Nasty hoes who take it in they asses

Rick Ross - Blow - ring tone
lynnzee1845
13 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Rick-Ross/Blow-/ Full Song Lyrics: RICK ROSS LYRICS Blow Chorus: Rick Ross Dre Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough Yeah Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo' I got, mo' cars, mo' cars, mo' clothes, mo' clothes Mo' money means mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Mo' bottles is mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Rick Ross got a lotta dough to blow Verse 1: Rick Ross Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sun set A nigga wit' a attitude, take it outta context Riding wit' them big things, lookin' like a bomb threat Bin Laden beard, afghan in a bomb vest Ross, stranded on the death row Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro She wanna gaze at the stars Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jars Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh Getting blessed on the chess, it's a way to reflect Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share I'm in a realist state, and a realist state of mind We came from trigga' play, kill a nigga for a dime I'm tryna' chill today, I got a million on my mind Dice in my hand, one roll, I blow ya' mind Chorus: Rick Ross Dre Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough Yeah Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo' I got, mo' cars, mo' cars, mo' clothes, mo' clothes Mo' money means mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Mo' bottles is mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Rick Ross got a lotta dough to blow Verse 2: Rick Ross Mo' trips, mo' whips, mo' money, I'm mo' rich Mo' hatas', mo' clips, mo' jewels, mo' fish Half a hundred grand and some rubber bands Gats off fast in my other hand On the other hand, I'm still pitchin' underhand All soft balls, all bases covered man Mo' trucks, mo' bucks, mo' freaks, mo' butts I see the vision, from club vision to Prive Blow lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I get brain, I bust nuts in each states Soon as I see what I'm lookin' for I sit up in that seat and cut em' off on them 24's, there it goes Baby girl, come talk wit' the boss I pop a Jos bottle, you can kick ya shoes off Chorus: Rick Ross Dre Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough Yeah Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo' I got, mo' cars, mo' cars, mo' clothes, mo' clothes Mo' money means mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Mo' bottles is mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Rick Ross got a lotta dough to blow Verse 3: Rick Ross Ever seen a fat boy in a big body Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it Lease apartments to get kicked out it Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it We don't take you for the view, this is what I do When I'm on the beach, all my diamonds are water blue Ross Let's party like the pack jam, Pac Man Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man Get a lap dance and if you get my dick hard This ya' last chance to hop up in that big car Wit' tha' Fat Man certified Hood Star But he a millionaire look bitch I'm going far This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move wit' Gucci on my feet, see I'm only in that new shit Ha, they say life's a bitch But close ya eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross Chorus: Rick Ross Dre Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough Yeah Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo' I got, mo' cars, mo' cars, mo' clothes, mo' clothes Mo' money means mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Mo' bottles is mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Rick Ross got a lotta dough to blow Chorus: Rick Ross Dre Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough Yeah Bottle of that Jose, pass me some mo' I got, mo' cars, mo' cars, mo' clothes, mo' clothes Mo' money means mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Mo' bottles is mo' dough to blow Bloooowwww Rick Ross got a lotta dough to blow

Money Mark - Black Butterfly - cellphone ringtone
alat1150164
13 sec - Jan 13, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Money-Mark/Black-Butterfly-/ Full Song Lyrics: mark knopfler &amp sting Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the mtv That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour tv's See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's a millionaire We gotta install microwave ovens Money for Nothing lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour tv's I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that hawaiian noises Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour tv's, lord Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the mtv That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and chicks for free

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25 sec - Jan 13, 2008

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Alvin and the chipmunks - 100 Million
peoplez20
3 min - Jan 13, 2008

Birdman 100 Million Featuring:Rick Ross, Young Jeezy, Lil Wanye Dis for da hood, Dis for da ghetto Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money Dat cash money, Dat 100 million dollar money We got money We da best Ridin big, gettin mine Two microwaves flip a brick at a time Bandana on da handle ready for da whip When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear I disappear in da middle of da night When I reappear bet da boss look so bright Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy We ridin low, Gettin high 80 round drum let ya know da time When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine Ridin on da 2 4's runnin ahead of my time Watch runnin from kind, Anotha one on my mind Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line In da hood ho niggas act funny Only real niggas really get to touch cash money I smell a lot of 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto Everyday a new whip hommie, So you know I gets my shine on Flip after we flip hommie, So you know I gets my grind on Birdman daddy, Pullin up in dat brand new Cadi Got money, livin lavish, Got bitches, shippin baggage Move dem thangs, Get dem thangs, Switch dat lane Get dat chains, Flip dem thangs, Get yo money hommie do yo thang See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money lik 10 more times nigga I smell a lot of 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto I'm from da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums There's money out here, we just tryin to get some Cool like Dre nigga, A like K When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say Don't ever keep dem thangs where ya lay Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay Ya thought he was ya dawg, said he was a G Sounds like anotha code feeling to me Niggas move sloppy and I really don't like it F**k around and get everybody inedited Saw dis shit commin, you woulda thought I was a psychic F**k around go dead broke tryin to fight it I, I, I all nighted, I every dayed it And when it comes to my dues, I over payed it Rated hood bitch, Bitch I'm hood bitch I aint a asshole, but I'm on some hood shit I wish I would switch, I don't know how Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile Mean mug, like I can't smile Like my grill big, Coast me a 100 thou I smell a lot of 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up If ya ghetto Cash Money Millionaires, Cash Money Billionaires, Cash Money Trillionaires We rich, We aint neva gone stop, Neva We got money nigga