90s Rap Mashup Karaoke - Austin Williams

This title is a cover of 90s Rap Mashup as made famous by Austin Williams
Song list included in this medley: Ruff Ryders' Anthem, Country Grammar, Bourbons and Lacs, Nuthin' but a 'G' Thang, Ghetto Love, 1st of Tha Month, Air Force Ones, Crazy Rap, Wanna Be a Baller & What Would You Do

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About

Same as the original tempo: 88 BPM

In the same key as the original: Gm

The song begins a cappella

Duration: 03:36 - Preview at: 00:45

Release date: 2023
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Songwriter: Ali K Jones
Composers: Jason Epperson, Troy Birklett, Patrick Lamark Hawkins, Terence Glen Prejean, Jarvis Lemon, Bruce Isaac Rhodes, John Edward Hawkins
Original songwriters: Odell Elliott Jr Brown, Vyshonn Miller, Marvin Gaye, David Ritz, Maurice Starr, Percy Miller, Jaco Pastorius, Brian Alexander Morgan, Earl Simmons, Swizz Beatz, Nelly, Leon Haywood, Frederick Knight, Snoop Dogg, Bryon McCane, Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone, Wish Bone, Michael Jerome Powell, Tim Middleton, Tony Cowan, Stanley Howse, Joe Anthony Kent, Mark Williams, Robert Ky Juan Cleveland, Tohri Murphy Lee Harper, Afroman, Robert S Pardlo, Ryan Toby, David Allen Axelrod

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Lyrics 90s Rap Mashup

Stop
Drop
Shut 'em down
Open up shop singin'
Woah ho
No
That's how Ruff Ryders roll
I'm goin' down, down baby yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby
Cocked, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what
Listen to the pound
Light it up and take a puff
Pass it to me now
I got that wood grain with the leather seats
I got the windows so dark you need a flashlight to see me
Smokin' on that doja
Four of my buddies in the back screamin' No Limit soldiers
One, two
Three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so back on up 'cos you know we're about to rip stuff up
Give me the microphone first so I can bust it like a bubble
L.A. and Nashville together
Man you know you in trouble
It ain't nuthin' but a G thang baby
Y'all loc'ed out people so we're crazy
Remember walkin' you from school and homies hate me but I ain't trippin' 'cos I knew one day girl you'd be my lady
You'll probably have my babies
I know it sounds crazy but thugs need love
If you real girl save me
Wake up, wake up, wake up
It's the first of the month
Get up, get up, get up
Cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
It's the first of the month
Get up, get up, get up
Everybody singin'
Give me two pairs 'cos I need two pairs
So I can get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones
Get to stompin' in my Air Force Ones
Sayin' Colt Forty-Five and two Zigzags
Baby that's all we need
And we can go to the park after dark
We can smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs
Yeah stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
Sellin' tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint
Pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell
Flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the eighty-three
Cadillac Coupe De Ville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell
I bet my Caddy will
I wanna be a
Baller
A shot caller
Twenty inch blades on my Impala
Caller gettin' paid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Makin' money then fly way
But there's got to be a better way
Better way, better way yeah
Boys and girls wanna hear a true story
Saturday night
I was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup
About five or six strippers tryin' to work for a buck and I
Took one girl outside with me
Her name was Maria
She went to junior high with me
I said
Why you up in there dancin' for cash
I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last, she said
What would you do if your son was at home cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor
And he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone somewhere smokin' rock now in and out of lockdown
I ain't got a job now
So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life yeah

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