Post: #76

This one from drake is alright -

Post: #77

Heres a song by a rapper from the UK called Plan B, in a nutshell its a fictional story in which he has a one night stand with a female fan who becomes obsessed with him afterwards and goes to the police saying he raped her. The video is set at his trial.
Here are the lyrics and the video is under the lyrics
"She Said"

She said I love you boy , I love you so
She said I love you baby, oh oh oh oh
She said I love you more than words can say
She said I love you ba-ay-ay-ay-by

So I said, what you're saying girl it can't be right
How can you be in love with me
We only just met tonight
So she said, boy I loved you from the start
When I first heard love goes down
Something started burning in my heart
I said stop this crazy talk
And leave right now and close the door

She said boy I love you boy I love you so
She said I love you baby oh oh oh oh
She said I love you more than words can say
She said I love you ba-ay-ay-ay-by (yes you did)

So now up in the courts
Pleading my case from the witness box
Telling the judge and jury the same thing that I said to the cops
On the day that I got arrested
I'm innocent I contested
She just feels rejected
Had her heart broken by someone she's obsessed with
Cos she likes the sound of my music
Which makes her a fan of my music
That's why love goes down not to lose it
Cos she can't separate the man from the music
And I'm saying all this in the stand
While girl cries tears from the galleries
Got bigger than I ever could have planned
Like that song by the Zutons Valerie
So the jury don't look like their buying it
And it's making me nervous
And I'm just screw faced like I'm trying it
Their eyes fixed on me like a murderer's
They wanna lock me up
And throw away the key
They wanna send me down

Even though I told them she...

She said I love you boy
I love you so
She said I love you baby oh oh oh oh (yes you did)

She said I love you more than words can say
She said I love you ba-ay-ay-ay-by

So I said why the hell you gotta treat me this way
You don't know what love is
You wouldn't do this if you did
Oh no no no no

Post: #78

A personal favourite of mine.

Post: #79

^Best NEXT song ever made.

Post: #80

Probably some of the wisest words ever spoken about game via song lyrics in this song.

"Hold on loosely, but don't let go
If you cling too tightly, your gunna lose control"

Post: #81

College game yo, good times;





(disclaimer: this post isn't entirely 100% serious, just like the song isn't either.)

Post: #82

http://youtu.be/OcfB7Qynj1Y - "Fulla Shit" - Rittz feat. YelaWolf and Big K.R.I.T.

Lyrics: Yeah, uh... yeah! So I guess I
Just really don't know how to talk no more, man
Don't know how to tell you the truth, bitch
(Juh-uh-JEAH!) Truth is gonna hurt you
And the truth might stop me from gettin some pussy
..So I'mma lie to you
I'm fulla shit though, you know?
{Burn One, Burn One}

[Hook: Yelawolf]
I guess I'm, I guess I'm, fulla shit
I don't know, how to, treat a bitch
My momma said, I shoulda had, brown eyes
Cause why? Because I'm, fulla shit
I'm fulla shit, I guess I'm, fulla shit
I don't know, how to, treat a bitch
My momma said, I shoulda had, brown eyes
Cause why? Because I'm, fulla shit

[Rittz]
Bitch ask me my name, I'll lie to ya
Take it that I'm really incitin' up
Me just sayin you're a dimepiece, when you're really a 5
But I still run up inside of ya
And sayin' bye to ya, my girl she's so proud of the
New Prada stuff, I just bought a bunch
But can't tell it's a knockoff from a flea market
I'm a piece of garbage, huh?
But truth be told, I always was
Tell a bitch whatever, make her fall in love
Tell her that I hate her best friend, then I call her slut
But when she ain't around, I call her up
We got high, drunk a buncha alcohol and fucked
Bitch found out and her heart was crushed
Cryin to me but I told her it never meant nothin
It was innocent fuckin, that was all it was
Swear on everything and to God above
That I love you and I made a mistake
Lyin' to her, sayin' shit like her friend
Couldn't even give head and her pussy just stank
Like it's all about you girl, what I gotta do girl?
Tell me and I'll make it okay
So I bought the bitch a ring from the sto' in the mall
And the bitch couldn't tell that was diamonds is fake
Shit, just the other day, I was ridin with a chick
In my Cutlass, blazin dat herb (dat herb)
We was snortin that white girl, with a liquor bottle
On the console, wait it gets worse (worse)
Some cop pulled me over, I'm not really sober
I know I'm goin' to jail if they search
So I threw the cocaine in her purse
When they ask about it, I'mma say that it's hers
I'm fulla shit!

[Hook]

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Now when I say that I love you shawty, that really mean "Let's fuck!"
I can't see pass yo' lipgloss, prayin you down to suck
Don't confuse me on no day, for a good guy that don't stray
For a bitch with a fat ass and mouth, how the world the devil stay?
Now don't play like you ain't down for beatin'
Pussy juice is secretin all on the table you eat at
Don't get shocked shit was did, if I bust you can keep it
Grab my clothes and some food up off in yo' stove
I sneak out the do', that's why you sleepin
Sayin', "Krizzle, that's too cold," my momma said, "Sew ya oats"
I plow fields of blue pills and jump down a bitch's throat
And summa y'all like dem picket fences with the matchin' shirts with the wedding bells (naw)
Ran off with the bride, interception behind the building, cum in her wedding veil
Maybe that's somewhat out of line, but WHO am I not to hit one mo' time?
'Specially only lovin you and only fuckin you, shit she was prob'ly lyin
Didn't get caught fuckin off with a nigga like me for fun, she was prob'ly tryin'
Ho know I'm fulla shit, but that ain't never stop me from pullin' a bitch
I guess I'm..

[Hook]

[Yelawolf]
I'm fulla shit, man I got more dirt than a dump truck (dump truck)
Give a bitch a middle finger, make it up like thumbs up (thumbs up)
It's about my execution, lookin for that next-to-boo shit
Holdin' my cell phone, thinkin' how do I make this text confusing (text confusion)
(Yeaaaaaaaah!) Yeah, I'm an artist!
You see a Georgia Peach and see an orange
Squeeze her dry, dry heavin' starvin'
Thirsty hurry, see the garden
Grow the flower, cut the pedals
Give her the bulb because I'm heavy metal
The President a-fulla shit
I pull the shit to make you think I got a vote to settle
Yelawolf is on a whole 'nother level
That motherfucker's hot, don't hold the kettle
Don't put ya finger on the trigger, baby be careful
Shoulda backfired like an armed Beretta
(Chk-BANG!!) Now you done shot ya face off
Rittz I don't really know what to say, y'all
I got so many bodies up under my belt
That I'm runnin out of room, I don't know where to lay y'all
I guess I'm a man yeah, I'm a man head, I'm a man, I'mma run 'til I'm done
I guess I get a kick when I hear a bitch say, "Hey look bitch, here Yelawolf comes!"
My ego's gettin' bigger though, watchin' my CD go in Best Buy
One of these girls gonna do me like Left Eye


I really like this song it came out when I first started learning game and I just kept listening to after my first blow outs and flakes and eventually notches. Ah good times.

Post: #83

Suga Free - Stay Ready

Post: #84

Post: #85

One of my favorite songs to belt the lyrics singing along, with a girl in the car the morning after...
Bob Dylan is the man.
"You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you
Someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you an' more
But it ain't me, babe."

Post: #86

Posting a classic song here..





You've got to change your evil ways... baby
Before I stop loving you.
You've go to change... baby
And every word that I say, it's true.
You've got me running and hiding
All over town.
You've got me sneaking and peeping
And running you down
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change... baby.

When I come home... baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You're hanging eround... baby
With Jean and Joan and a who knows who
I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around
I'll find somebody, who won't make me feel like a clown
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change

Organ Solo:

(Repeat 2nd verse)

Yeah ... Yeah ... Yeah ...

Post: #87

Post: #88

Fab ended up getting played in this song but as he said don't matter, I got the p*ssy anyway

Post: #89

Hadn't heard this one in 15 years:

Post: #90

Didn't like this at first, but it's grown on me:








Vybz Kartel:

Post: #91

Some nice gems by Stevie in this sonG. His Side-piece game was on point.

if I'm with friends and we should meet
Just pass me by, don't even speak
Know the word's "discreet" with part-time lovers

Post: #92

Waaay old school tune just came up on Pandora: The Wanderer (1961). And the lyrics got me to thinking how radical this song must've been back in the day. Society was extremely blue pill in the 50's/early 60's, and here he is pushing the player lifestyle!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5m6lymJy57E

Post: #93

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKAMoNCbVBQ

Post: #94

you know I.....
thug em fuck em love em leave em cuz i dont fuckin need em

take em out the hood
keep em lookin good
but i dont fuckin feed em
......
first time they fuss im breezin
talkin bout, what's the reason?
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word bitch,
better trust and believe him

Post: #95

Too many game principles to mention in just one verse:

Scarface - In and Out

"Nigga where your wife at, y'all niggas don't like that
I bring a bitch the rough shit, you be on some love shit
Kiss and hold and hug shit, she be wantin thug dick
You winin, and dinin, puttin all ya time in
I be into windin, knockin out the linen
Silk pink panties, but she can't understand me
I be buyin condoms, you be buyin candy
She love you, lust me, gansta shit, it must be
All the while you spoilin that bitch, so thinkin 'fuck me'
Hard for you to see that, 'cause you be on that weak rap
"Ay, can I get some roses please?", nigga where your 'G' at
A gentleman, fuck that, wearin suits, what's that?
You hit the hoe she lay there, I hit the bitch she fuck back
Makin voices, noises, voices and noises (moaning)
But when she do, I send her home to you
Pussy hole swole up, everytime she roll up"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GyRIxavN5E

Post: #96

The quintessential classic..

Darkest of night
With the moon shining bright
There's a set goin' strong
Lotta things goin' on
The man of the hour
Has an air of great power
The dudes have envied him for so long

Oh, superfly
You're gonna make your fortune by and by
But if you lose, don't ask no questions why
The only game you know is do or die
..

Post: #97

Can't believe this hasn't been posted yet.





Diamond life, lover boy
He move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy
City lights and business nights
When you require streetcar desire for higher heights

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago, Western male
Across the North and South, to Key Largo, love for sale

Face to face, each classic case
We shadow box and double cross
Yet need the chase

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts all your memories and change into gold
His eyes are like angels, his heart is cold

No need to ask
He's a smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

Post: #98

Post: #99

Freddie Gibbs, a pimp, player and straight hustler. Highly underrated rapper.

Quote:Slammin'
When I hit you up I'm talking about bangin' something
Chill off in your crib and have a thing, probably make it stank or something
Girl you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer
Play your position when them other hoes get out of order
When you wanna give me that pussy? You purchase a plane ticket
Run around town, when I bust her down they want shit like them lames did it
Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick
Basically if this bitch lay with me she payin' me, I'm on some pimp shit
For real! It's 2 A.M. club was bout' to close up
Thumbing through my contacts bout' to call one of my hoes up
Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot
Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot
Screaming like you got your cherry popped
Fucking, switching up positions
Thought this shit would never stop
Motherfuck an intermission
Damn!

It ain't got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that's only if you know the game, baby
Later I can't be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

Straight Slammin'
Sleepin' with pistols under my pillow
We wake and bake, she up naked twistin' up cigarillos
I beat that Thursday night and Friday morning, off to work she go
Time to take that walk, just take this dick, don't take it personal
Your friends probably gonna call you a ho, what you trippin' on
Them bitches want a grip from the same dick you be sitting on
And your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga gone
Trying to buy some weed she proceed with nothing but Vicky's on
Nothing but ass and titties, but I let that ass convince me
Took it in that, hit that, wish I could say it was accidentally
Like I stepped on a banana peel and fell in that pussy
Y'all niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that pussy
And she cop a seven every Friday
Chuck the deuces at her baby daddy as I pulled up out the drive-way
For real

It ain't got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that's only if you know the game, baby
Later I can't be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

(Here we are again)

Post: #100

As maddening as they can be sometimes, let's not forget: