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![Snoop Dogg - Drop It Like Its Hot (Ft. Pharrel) (Bass Boosted)
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The first time I heard this track was on a crappy 2.1 stereo, and I cant believe I was impressed with the bass back then - I would crank up the volume to full and hear the softest of thumps... Well times have changed. Enjoy! :) No copyright infringement intended! All right belong to the respective creators and producers: The Neptunes. ©Doggystyle/Star Trak/Geffen(Label).
Lyrics:
[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]
When the pimps in the crib ma
Drop it like its hot
Drop it like its hot
Drop it like its hot
When the pigs try to get at yea
Park it like its hot
Park it like its hot
Park it like its hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like its hot
Pop it like its hot
Pop it like its hot
I got the rolly on my arm and Im pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
[Verse - Pharrell Williams]
Uh! Im a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
Thats whiter than whats spilling down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide wrist red
I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, thats how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
Wit the steel thatll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So dont try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit
Trying to ask me shit
When my niggaz fill ya vest they aint gon pass me shit
You should think about it, take a second
Not a fact, you should take four B
And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P
[Chorus]
[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Im a gangsta, but yall knew that
Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah thats the Crip side
Aint no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
[scratches] two! - one! - yep, three!
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I cant fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of yall come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live!
So dont change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
Gs to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
[Chorus]
[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Im a Bad Boy, wit a lotta hos
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, Im a real Bo$$
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah hes so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, youre on a red beam
Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back?
AK47 now nigga, stop that!
Cement shoes, now Im on the move
Youre familys crying, now you on the news
They cant find you, and now they miss you
Must I remind you Im only here to twist you
Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you
Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to
Subscribe nigga, get yo issue
Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
snooooooooooooooooop
snooooooooooooooooop Snoop Dogg - Drop It Like Its Hot (Ft. Pharrel) (Bass Boosted)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Ih-VfqlSXWo/mqdefault.jpg)

![Ima Boss - Meek Millz ft.Rick Ross (Bass Boosted)
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I had only come across this 3 days ago. It was one of those songs that instantly hit me, probably because its so catchy. I also really liked the beat. So I figured, why not go ahead and Bass Boost it! Enjoy and please Subscribe if you like my Boosts.
No copyright infringement intended, all rights belong to the respective producers of this track.
LYRICS:
[Meek Millz:]
Look I be ridin threw my old hood,
But Im in my new whip.
Same old attitude, but Im on that new shit.
They say they gon rob me, see me neva do shit.
Cause they know thats the reason thats gone end up on a news clip.
Audemar on my wrist... BUSTDOWN!
We poppin bottles like I scored the winnin touchdown.
Memba meek dead broke?
Look at me up now.
I run my city from south philly back to uptown.
Thank God all these bottles I popped,
All this paper I been gettin,
All these models I popped.
I done sold 100, 000 before my album got dropd.
And Im only 23, Im the shit now look at me, look at me.
Im a boss like my nigga Rozay.
Shawty askd me for a check, I told that bitch like no way!
Cause I made it from the bottom, it was neva no way.
And I neva had a job, you know I had to sell YAAAAY!
Bitch Im a BOSS!
I call the shots.
Im with the murder team,
Call the cops.
We in the building,
Yall are not.
You short on the paper, you gone ball or not?...
[Chorus:]
Bitch, Im a BOSS!
[x2]
I plan the shots
I call the cost
We in the bitch,
Its goin downnnnnn.
Yeaa Im the king,
Now where my mufuckin crown?
[Chorus:]
Bitch Im a BOSS!
[x6]
I plan the shots
I call the cost
[Ricky Rozay:]
Got so many shades, they thought I had a lazy eye.
Shorty rode me smooth as my mercedes ride.
No love, cry when only babies die.
And when I go that casket, better cost a hundred thou.
I pray to God I look my killer in his eyes.
Snatch his soul up out his shirt, lets take him for that ride.
O.g. is one who standin on his own feet.
A boss is one who guarantee we gone eat.
Fuck a blog dawg cause one day we gone meet.
Im a spazz on yo ass like Im on E!
Or a double stack, better nigga, double that.
Jerry jones money nigga, you a runnin back.
Hershall walker, bo jack, ricky waters,
Better run that dope back.
BOSS!
And I put that on my maybach.
Fo hundred thou, bitch you wish you saved that...
[Chorus:]
Bitch, Im a BOSS!
[x2]
I play the shots
I call the cost
We in the bitch,
Its goin downnnnnn.
Yeaa Im the king,
Now where my mufuckin crown?
[Chorus:]
Bitch Im a BOSS!
[x6]
I plan the shots
I call the cost
[Meek Mill:]
Couple cars I dont neva drive,
Bikes I dont neva ride,
Crib I aint neva been,
Pool I dont neva swim,
Fool you aint better than, I move like the president.
Errthang black on black, you know I be strappin that.
Rattn ass niggas walkin round wearin wires.
Fuckin up the game, got the hood on fire.
Bitch Im a king, call me sire.
If you say I dont run my city,
You a mufuckin liar...
Im a BOSS!
You a fraud.
You cross the line, I get you murdered for a cost.
Out in Vegas, I twist them laws.
At the fight we watchin Floyd, we on the floor.
YEAH! Scared money dont make no money,
If I eva go broke,
Im a take yo money,
I aint neva dropped a dime,
You aint take nun from me,
In the hood errday,
Bitch Im good, what I say?...
Bitch Im a BOSS!
[Chorus:]
Bitch, Im a BOSS!
[x2]
I plan the shots
I call the cost
We in the bitch,
Its goin down.
Yeaa Im the king,
Now where my mufuckin crown?
[Chorus:]
Bitch Im a BOSS!
[x6]
I plan the shots
I call the cost Ima Boss - Meek Millz ft.Rick Ross (Bass Boosted)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/J-zWJlNYnoY/mqdefault.jpg)


![Rick Ross - Hustlin (Ft. Jay Z) (Remix) (Bass Boosted)
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Hustle that bass! Enjoy people. I had to sacrifice some bass to make it more clear but I believe its well worth it. I do put time and effort in this so your feedback is much appreciated. Many thanks to Rick Ross for his sick track. No copyright infringement intended. All rights belong to © The Runners. This track is from Rick Rosss Album Port Of Miami.
LYRICS:
[Intro]
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Hustle, hustlin hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im, everyday Im, everyday Im hustlin
Ev-ev-ev-everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Ev-ev-ev-everyday Im hustlin
Ev-ev-everyday Im, everyday Im, everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin hustlin hustlin hust-hustlin
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck you think you fuckin with, Im the fuckin boss
Seven forty-five, white on white thats fuckin Ross
I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat (What)
I keep em comin back (What), we keep em comin back
Im in the distribution, Im like Atlantic
I got them motherfuckers flyin cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I aint petty nigga, we buy the whole thang
See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
Im on the pedal, show you what Im runnin like
When they snatch black I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin a hundred lifes
[Hook]
Everyday Im hustlin
Ev-everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Ev-everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im hustlin
Everyday Im, everyday Im
[Verse 2]
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard
Aint bout no funny shit still bitches and business
Im on my money shit still whippin them Benzs
Major league who catchin because Im pitchin
Jose Canseco just snitchin because hes finish
I feed em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin over Pacific to be specific
Triple Cs you know its back we holdin sacks
So nigga go on rat, run and tell em that
Mo cars, mo hoes, mo clothes, mo blows
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Its time to spend my thrills cuz Im spinnin wheels
I aint drove in a week them bitches spinnin still
Talk about me because these suckers scared to talk about me
Killers talkin bout me, it aint no talk about me
It aint no walkin round me, see all these killers round me
Lot of drug dealin round me goin down in Dade County
Dont tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two
Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two
Lil mama super thick, she say she twenty-two
She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two
I touch work like Im convertible Burt
I got distribution so Im convertin the work
In the M-I-A-YO them niggaz rich off that YAYO
Steady slangin YAYO, my Chevy bangin Yayo
[Hook] Rick Ross - Hustlin (Ft. Jay Z) (Remix) (Bass Boosted)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Kdhha6EnULE/mqdefault.jpg)
![Rick Ross - Push It (Bass Boosted)
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Push it, to the limit! One of my rick ross favorites for sure. No copyright infringement intended. All rights belong to the respective creator and producer: J. R. Rotem. ©Slip-n-Slide, Def Jam, Poe Boy (Labels). Enjoy!
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Lyrics:
Ross
(push it to the limit)
Port of miami (uhhh)
Importing the candy (uhhh)
Aint got nothign to lose (nah)
Im just supporting my family
(push it to the limit)
Never traffic for fun (fun)
Only traffic for funds (funds)
All i seen is the sruggle (struggle)
Its like im trapped in this slum
(push it to the limit)
Niggas were badly paid
No water we barely bathed
Better be better days on the way
Thats on my daddy grave
(push it to the limit)
Im pushing the hard (hard)
Im pushing the soft (south)
If he pushin the white (lie)
He pushin for ross (ross)
I waited and waited (waited)
I dun ran outta patience (patience)
They hated and hated
Left em slow dancing with satin
(push it to the limit)
Fresh in my white tee
Mac eleven sware to god
I bought my first block
Broke it down and tore the block apart
(push it to the limit)
[CHORUS:]
I push and i push (push)
I ride and i ride (ride)
Tryna survive on 95
(push it to the limit)
Put it all on the line (line)
At the drop of a dime (dime)
I be pushin them whips (whips)
Yes, three at a time
(push it to the limit)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
I gotta (push it to the limit)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
I gotta (push it to the limit)
I handle dope like a vandle off the banana boat
Bananas and the rifles
No cameras im just a man alone
(push it to the limit)
I paid dues my moves done made news
Im smooth my suede shoes
They new like ray-cials
(push it to the limit)
Nobody used to speak (speak)
Now everybody wave (wave)
You dunk your mamma house (house)
You set your sister straight (straight)
(push it to the limit)
Im building a dream (dream)
With elevators in it
Tell who made the linen
No gators got on my hater vision
(push it to the limit)
I see ya, i see ya suckas (suckas)
I see ya clear (clear)
I know you see me in that phantom
Whiter then vaneers
(push it to the limit)
Allergic to broke (broke)
Determined to blow (blow)
On the boat we hit the work n detergent and soap (uhhh)
(push it to the limit)
We ship em from haiti
They be whipping em daily
Let it dry let it dry time to whip a mercedes
(push it to the limit)
Im changin my range (ross)
Here to rain you parade (parade)
You gotta push it to the limit
If you wanna be paid
[CHORUS]
We started minute
The money matured
My money secured
I got moneys in europe
(push it to the limit)
My bundles be pure
Cost like a hundred a pour
The world is yours
Hundred million and more
(push it to the limit)
Now i run the streets (ross)
They all mine (ross)
Twleve years over due
Call it due time
(push it to the limit)
I told you never roll on the soul of a soldier (uhhh)
You never know that dishwasher may be a beholder
(push it to the limit)
Who ever thought that fat girl would grow into Opra (uhhh)
Or that boy Rick Ross will be moldin the culture
(push it to the limit)
I push and i push (push)
We breakin the mold (mold)
We push and we push (push)
We breaking the hold
[CHORUS] Rick Ross - Push It (Bass Boosted)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Krhd9Nsai8s/mqdefault.jpg)


