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Friday, April 30, 2010

LYRICS: "taboo" ft. sarah hill aka brazen



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its no food in the fridge to feed ya kids/
theese's no lights, so your using the stove to heat your crib/
the roaches on the wall don't even run no more/
there's no furniture you gotta sleep on the floor/
the lock on the door don't even work no more/
since the cops kicked it in, you can't call ya landlord/
cuz' you owe'm rent/
the rent money wasnt spent/
the rent money got took/
by your boyfreind the crook/
he treat you like a jux/
except when u let'm fuck/
ya best friends dont understand why you love'm so much/
or why you let'm beat you/
but they don't know that he complete you/
or the feeling you get from his tounge when he eat you/
you just gotta call that you lost ya job/
cuz u missed 3 days tryna hide ya scar/
ya boyfreind went to jail they impound ya car/
yo kids cant walk to school cuz you live to far/
u jus wanna end it all/
let go let god/
but the demons in ya head say lets go hard/
you try to talk to god/
and pray for it all/
but its hard to stay focused when them boys next door/
is bangin that four/
and slangin that raw/
loud screams from the sirens on the police cars/
i guess we all need some type of hotline to call/
somethings get to embassing to say to the lord/
it's taboo!

Saturday, April 24, 2010

LYRICS: "GET YA MAIL" KEN DIL FT. RANRU



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(OKAY JUST CHILL) LETS HORNS BLOW...
LET THE STRINGS PLAY/
I GET AWAY WITH MURDER WHEN I SLING YAE/
I WAS JUST ON THE WEST I DIDNT SEE YAE/
BUT I JUST LEFT THE PALACE FAM... I SEEN JAY/
I CANT TELL YOU THE LAST TIME I SEEN LAFAYE/
BUT I CAN TELL U THE LAST TIME I SEEN MY K/
O KKK LIKE SCRAPPY SAY, BY THE WAY/
WE HAD WHITE LIKE THE KKK IN OLD DAYS/
I STILL ASSOCIATE WIT THE SAME FRIENDS FROM OLD DAYS/
SO YOU CAN SAY THAT IM STILL STUCK IN MY OLD WAYS/
OLD MAN YOUNG FACE... ITS USUALLY TWISTED AROUND THE OTHER WAY/
I GUESS IM BLESSED LIKE MY MOTHER SAY/
AND YES I WAS BLESSED TO SEE ANOTHER DAY/
THEY TOLD ME "GET YA MAIL IN ANOTHER WAY" AND MY REPLY WAS GET THE HELL OUT A BROTHER FACE/

LYRICS: "CEASAR RAN & BENTLEY" BUB BENTLEY BILLIONAIR, RANRU, TROY CEASAR



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OKAY CEASAR IS THE ENGI'/
SOOO SHOUT OUT TO MY NIGGY/
RANRU IS THE ENGINE & MY WHIP IS THE CITY/
CAN U HEAR THE ENGINE? DONT I SOUND SO PRETTY/
ALL U HEAR U IS ENGINE WHEN WE COMING THRU THE CITY/
THAT FIFTY STAY WIT ME ANOTHER 30 IN THE SEMI/
I BEEN A F'N BAD BOY NEVER MET DIDDY/
I BEEN ABOUT THAT CASH MONEY NEVER MET WEEZY/
BUT WE SOME F'N STARS TOO... U EVER MEET DIGI/
U EVER MEET EG, IM OG U BG/
MY SHIT RATED R... YO SHIT PG/
CALM BOY... E-Z/
U DONT NEED THE RED & BLUES TO SEE THIS ICE IN 3D/
SEEN ME TWICE IN ONE WEEK ATL THEN SOUTH BEACH/
CHIRP ME, USER OUT REACH/
WE BMF WITHOUT MEECH/
CHURCH! LET THE PASTOR PREACH/
ONE DAY IN THIS WHITE T, I CAN DO WITHOUT BLEACH/
ONE DAY IN THESE NIKES.... U WANT SEE'M ON MY FEET
WE BE IN THE SKYBOX, NEVER IN THAT ROW SEAT/
THEY SEE ME NOW AND SAY I DONT SPEAK/
I JUST LET MY MONEY TALK & THAT'S WHO THEY DONT SEE/

RANRU CEASAR BENTLEY/ (REPEAT)
I BEEN WINNING SINCE THEY MET ME/
IM FROM THE HEIGHTS, IM FROM THE I, IM UPTOWN FLY/
IM COOL, IM FRESH, IM SOOO DAMN HIGH!

IM ILL IM REAL IM ALWAYS NEW/
BETWEEN THE 3 OF US WE PROBLY HIT YA WHOLE DAMN CREW
AND ANYONE OF US CAN RUN THRU YA WHOLE DAMN CREW

LYRICS: POPULAR DEMAND FT. TRILL THAD



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WE JUST CHASIN MONEY, POSTED AT THE CORNER STO'/
NOW WE GETTIN MONEY, AND EVERY F'N CORNER KNOW/
WE JUST WASTING MONEY, GO WHEREVER WE WANNA GO/
I ORDER THAT MOE, JUST TO POUR IT ON THE FLOOR/ (OOOO)
NOOO DISRESPECT TO YA MOE SIPPERS/
I USTA DRINK THAT TOO, WHEN I WAS BROKE NIGGGAAA/
I SEE YA SMOKING LEMME WITCHA/
I THINK I SMELL A SEED, I CANT F' WITCHA/
DADDY'S HOME BRANDNEW ROBE & SLIPPERS/
AND WE TALK ALL DAY ABOUT MY OLD VENTURES/
ALL DAY I COUNT PEOPLE... NO CENSUS/
AND IF IT DONT MAKE NO CENTS, IT'S SOOO SENSELESS/
IM INTO CHIPS... IN YO CHICK I HAVE NO INTEREST/
NO INFLATION, NO APR'S, NO INTEREST/
YA PRINT DONT MATCH MINES.... NO ENTRANCE/
NEW STYLE BUT MY FLOW IS SOOO VINTAGE/

U KNOW THAT BOY FLY, U KNOW THAT BOY RIDE, U KNOW THAT BOY HIGH/

PICS OF RANRU INSIDE CEASARS PALACE / SUPREME FOCUS STUDIO




Thursday, April 8, 2010

LYRICS: tei15 trk 23 the cure



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i wanna give a shout to my f'n block but f' all u niggas that turn to f'n cops/ (repeat)
i wanna give a shout out to my city but, f' all u niggas who dont f' wit us/ (repeat)

okay i gotta gun in my pants/
my son in right arm his diapers in my left hand/
im just tryna do whats right for'm hustle hard as i can/
create a better life for'm answer all his questions/
in order to do that i gotta be there/
u squares dont see squares/
every event we there.... yeah/
and there is not a corner we share/
the whole city mines it must be two sides/
lol gnr brandnew jew-el's brandnew cars/
brandnew ranru still got old scars/
or mini van ran i still got my old cars/
new cars but still no new scars/
touch r's... u already know lets go/
im still too poe b-l-two o's d-fense
holdin me down i present/

wolfpackgang represent/
im on some shit... i need incense/
reality check... this intenze/
no salary no check no pention
u get the point riiiight/
this ya joint riiight/
this the shit that would of been on the both sides/
hop the fence they had pigz on both sides/
they put me ina wheelchair for fo' five/
(months) i been rolling for long time/
im rider been riding since long johns/
no jordans got my kj900's on/
king vitamin at the table eating & writin/
ff ran still eating & writin/
dem fags forged my name they looking just like me/
u can bite me, bitter cuz ya nothing like me/
u dont excite me actor... im not a fan sorry/

and im sooo dontarie/
i open my macbook im sooo safari/
even tho that mac shake i hit every target/
even tho i got cake im still in target/

maaan that boy ran say hard shit....
goin hard every time reguardless/

i wanna give a shout out to the ladies but... f' all u bitches who dont f' wit us! (repeat)
i wanna give a shout out to my babies but... f' all u baby momma's (kiddding nah)

kilt'm like when tony took pussy for that boat ride/
awww shit u step in dog shit,

LYRICS: tei15 trk 20 "better go"



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she must feel lika slave... she said give her free/
free cars free clothes free jewelry/
free cards free homes she dont want ya ring/
she want the fast life and the finer things/
later for the marriage she tryna get to paris/
the karats the gucci, the prada, the louie/
that real shit... that shit she seen in the movies/
that emillo pucci yves st lauren shit/
she tryna find her nigga thats on that don shiiit/
and not necessarily no nigga either/
she dont giva fuck she got that jungle fever/
the benz the hummer the beamer/
the lauderlet.... muthafuck maybach/
daaaamn... maybe i need to stay back/
cuz honestly... baby i aint buying none of that/
she got on the move like a runnin back/

i told the bitch if u gooo aint no coming back
bitch better go (repeat)
i told the bitch if u go aint no coming back/
but she young doe... like a hunid racks/
the dumb hoe... i want her back/
even if i did she aint coming back/
she covered in tags/
designer pants pumps and bag/
every man in here wants her bad/
she sooo bad, not micheal jackson bad/
she janet jackson bad/
but i call her ms. jackson wit nasty ass/
thats sooo funny that i had to laugh/
i been did the math u can her ass/

bitch u better go! (repeat) i told the bitch if u go aint no coming back

LYRICS: aon trk 8 "burn"



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(u heard what he said) burn this shit/
teacher gon teach ya im learn this bitch/
if my swingers cant reach'm imma burn this bitch/
ba' ba' burn'm down ashes imma earn this bitch/
cant take nothing from me, cuz i earned this shit/
im poison get away... these are germs i spit/
brandnew ranru im hair lika mammel/
get it clear best be careful, if u dont get the ammo/
get the mansion, get the lambo/
get the lear, get the condo/
switch the dash, switch the seats,
switch the doors, switch the console/
fuck is all the talk about/
fuck the talk lets chalk'm out/
on second thought, lemme watch my mouth/
just have the bouncers walk'm out/
gunrule wit me, the skee gon back me/
d fuck wit me, & the harbor know whats hatnin/
k zoo wit me, lansing gon back me/
flint fuck with me, but the nasty know hatnin/

LYRICS: dec trk 10 "ex c"



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yeah and im sooo doc minter/
nike boot no sock in the winter/
imma alot of things, but no pretender/
he's a alot things but he's no killer/
over there he's tolerated here he's just dinner/
ouch.... staggering out the spinnaker/
retire to my suite off goes the timberlands/
no groupies... no women friends/
just me n mrs. ru, & tavy nem/
i think baby ru was in here belly then
i may be wrong cuz i was smoking like jamericans/
i may stayed stoned but i was focused like a camera lens/
damn... that boy drop some gems/
crazy lines crazy bars crazy ten's/(ten?)
plus 6... a crazy ceasar mix/
a crazy ceasar verse if he feel the shit/

and he'll transform ina milli sec/
from engineer to rapper ceasar kill this shit....

yeah and im soo ceasarelli/
in my peanut butter pelle/
leather soft as jelly/

LYRICS: dec trk 7 "shake"



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i just woke up time to roll up this
no mo buds aint left but this
i dont giva fuck i'll stuff a dutch this
i hate rolling blunts when it aint nothing but
that shit all over the place i got a bed full of
it almost took me a hour to roll this mf
i love that its sour but i hate that its
imma jump in the shower then imma light up this
i hopped out the shower and i lit up that
the 1st i hit it i got a lip full of
i had to brush my teeth aint nothing in em but
i got that 3d white b4 use it i
while im brushing my teeth im still puffin this
u can tell im addicted cuz only fiends smoke
i gotta get some weed... i cant be smoking this
i can hear digi now... j this nigga smoking

he selling all that weight why the fuck he smoking
i'll bet he laugh so hard that his f'n belly
mrs ru will laugh so hard it'll probly make her jelly
damn my dick get hard when i see her jelly
sometimes i think dirty thoughts i gotta take my head and
i usta play those parts where even the hardest niggas
i usta bang that "shook" so hard the car
i usta pay my cook to rock up jars of that
now he get paid to cook blocks, and i let'm keep the
my bb on vibe so when it ring it
i got that big 45 & when it sing it
let them hot slugs fly, when it hit ya ride it
bullets go thru ya side b4 u die ya body
yeah we throw up r signs and rep r sides when we
i swear u touch 1 of mines i'll make this city
im on that lean all the time this syrup this aint a

i usta rock two chains, u can dem bitches
thats why i quit wearing chains i usta hate to hear'm
thats why i quit taking planes man i hate it when they
thats why u got no aim u too scared ya hand
just look at ya man... he sweet as vanilla
i never seen a killa doin the harlem
nah i take that back my man killa usta
and my man trill thad he was bad he usta
ya man lookin bad, he need a bag he can
his shorty usta be bad she had a ass that'll
every time she walked pass i was glad to see it
now when the hoe walk pass it look bad when it

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

LIVE FROM THE ACE OF SPADE CABIN: RANRU & co-host D- $MOOVE JOKING AROUND!





LIVE FROM THE ACE OF SPADE CABIN: D $MOOVE GOES IN ON RANRU... RANRU TALKS SHIT FOR 45 MINS. + RANRU SHOWS U HIS MOVIE THEATER!

THE EDITOR VLOGZ season 2 coming soon (CHECK FOR THE EDITED VERSION IN SEASON 2)