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Video: Snoop Dogg, Kwame & Beyond Belief on Lip Service Radio

Snoop, Kwame and his artist Beyond Belief visit Angela Yee and Leah Rose up at Lip Service Radio.


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22 Responses to “Video: Snoop Dogg, Kwame & Beyond Belief on Lip Service Radio”

  1. 456 Says:

    who got that new snoop track?

  2. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    this 150k talk on 50 is killin me lol

    He will do 350k plus…just watch.

    I know the haters are mad.

  3. 456 Says:

    He will do 350k plus…just watch.

    ^get real.

  4. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    live a clean life, I don’t even steal cable
    I speak for myslef, my niggaz will slay you
    Lucky us, this rap done worked out fine
    FEDs, check me out, it’s no dirt y’all find
    This King Of New York shit only last 15 minutes
    Every nigga get burned, but it’s what you did with it
    Niggas who brillant, came in and killed it
    Made millions ever three months, new jury
    I’m low, smoking blueberry, with a ho
    Who know a few scary individuals eerie as she gets into it
    Squares they into voodoo
    She says a Hail Mary and she says she knew who
    Would come and try to kill you too

  5. Mr. Iceberg Slim Says:

    A real story, not made up lyrics

    See I was — born in sewage, born to make bomb music
    Flow tight like I was born Jewish
    Used the streets as a conduit – I kept arms
    38 longs inside my mom’s Buick
    At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news
    Iron cuffs – arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid
    Shit, I’m goin through it – mom dukes too
    Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it
    My life is gettin too wild
    I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it
    Bout to lose it; voices screamin “Don’t do it!”
    It’s like ’93, ’94, bout the year
    that Big and Mag dropped; and “Illmatic” rocked
    outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked
    Everybody doin ’em, I’m still scratchin on the block
    like “Damn; I’ma be a failure”
    Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug – paraphenalia
    Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us
    Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts
    Tryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellin
    So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!
    It gets worse, baby momma water burst
    Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on
    Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb
    Don’t worry, if it was meant to be, it’ll be — soon

  6. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    you mad 456, you stil learnin how to count how do you know what im talkin bout?

  7. GRAVITY Says:

    Seriously, if 50 do 200k or less…. Naah, I can’t see it.

    >> I wonder why Interscope won’t implore the same tactics Def Jam used to sell K.C.. *gulps two hatorades*

    Instead of speculating i’ll wait for the results..

    Ice stop egging these stans to go out and triple cop.. LMAO.

  8. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    real shit, not made up

    come from the housin tenement buildings
    Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death
    Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads dwell
    Though I owe to it my success
    With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal’
    I would think I’m a part of U.S.A. and be proud
    Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign
    Like, the darker you are the realer your problems
    I reached for the stars but I just kept slippin
    On this life mission, never know what’s next
    Ancient kings from Egypt, up to Julius Caeser
    Had a piece of the globe, every continent
    Yo, there’s Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan
    Pakistan, America, Afghanstan
    Yo, there’s Protestants, Jews, Blacks, Arabics
    Call a truce, world peace, stop actin like savages
    No war, we should take time and think
    The bombs and tanks makes mankind extinct
    But since the beginning of time it’s been men with arms fightin
    Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then?
    Must it go on, we must stop the killin
    Tell me why we die, we all God’s children

  9. and the winner is.. Says:

    beans needs to do a track with r.kels. . .

  10. Mr. Iceberg Slim Says:

    Dear ma, I’m in the cell, lonely as hell
    Writin this scribe, thinkin bout how you must feel inside
    You tried to teach me better, but I refused to grow
    God damn I ain’t the young man that you used to know
    You said the street claim lives, but I wanted things like
    bling bling ice I was wrong in hindsight
    Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on your new spouse
    I know it hurt like hell the day you kicked me out
    But your house is your house, I ain’t respect the rules
    I brought crack past your door, beefed with rival crews
    And who wants to be the mother of a son who sold drugs
    Co-workers saw me on the corner slingin Larry Love
    Meanwhile, you workin hard like, two or three jobs
    Tryin to feed me and my siblings, makin an honest livin
    Who am I kiddin I, call myself easin the load
    I made the load heavy, I need money for commissary
    Try to understand, please

  11. GRAVITY Says:

    live a clean life, I don’t even steal cable
    I speak for myslef, my niggaz will slay you
    Lucky us, this rap done worked out fine
    FEDs, check me out, it’s no dirt y’all find
    This King Of New York shit only last 15 minutes
    Every nigga get burned, but it’s what you did with it
    Niggas who brillant, came in and killed it
    Made millions ever three months, new jury
    I’m low, smoking blueberry, with a ho
    Who know a few scary individuals eerie as she gets into it
    Squares they into voodoo
    She says a Hail Mary and she says she knew who
    Would come and try to kill you too

    >> You keep telling me this, and telling me that.. Sing along..

    …. Practice what you…

    Roffler.

    Thanks for the entertainment. off to the crib

  12. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    ill cop 3 copies of BISD, one for the crib, one for the whip, and one for the collection. BISD>>>>>>>

  13. Mr. Iceberg Slim Says:

    How many ninjas wanted to tell they baby mom this

    It ain’t like, I ain’t tell you from day one, I ain’t shit
    When it comes to relationships, I don’t have the patience
    Now it’s too late, we got a little life together
    and in my mind I really want you to be my wife forever
    But in the physical it’s like I’ma be trife forever
    A different girl every night forever; told you to leave
    but you’re stubborn and you love him and,
    no matter what despite all the fuckin and the cheatin,
    you still won’t leave him, now you’re grievin
    And I feel bad, believe me
    But I’m young and I ain’t ready, and this ain’t easy
    Wasn’t fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate
    You chose not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through
    Doin a fight, throw in a fuss, you the mother of my baby
    I don’t want you to hate me, this is about us
    Rather me; I ain’t ready to be what you want me to be
    Because I love you, I want you to leave, please

  14. EnglandRepresent Says:

    The fuck is going on with pasting all these lyrics?????

    Settle down you little cunts.

  15. EnglandRepresent Says:

    ill cop 3 copies of BISD, one for the crib, one for the whip, and one for the collection. BISD>>>>>>>

    ^^Two-Times?????

  16. 456 Says:

    50 cent ran out of things to say and the buying public knows it. his rein on the top was short like leprechauns

  17. Mr. Iceberg Slim Says:

    456 Says:

    November 18th, 2009 at 9:06 pm
    50 cent ran out of things to say and the buying public knows it. his rein on the top was short like leprechauns

    ^^^

    co signs and does the tony yayo dance

  18. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    POETRY

    ALL I NEED IS ONE LIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I’M ONE MAN
    WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND
    Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical
    Talkin all that slick shit, the same way these bitches do
    Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz’ll move on you
    only if they know, what your weakness is I have none
    Too late to grab guns I’m blastin cause I’m a cool nigga
    Thought I wouldn’t have that ass done? Fooled you niggaz
    What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin
    War gets deep, some beef is everlastin
    Complete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other
    up in prison yards, drama, where does it start?
    You know the block was ill as a youngster
    Every night it was like a, cop would get killed body found in the dumpster
    For real a hustler, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name
    Jealous cause fiends got they work and complain
    Bitches left me cause they thought I was finished
    Shoulda knew she wasn’t true she came to me when her man caught a sentence
    Diamonds are blindin, I never make the same mistakes
    Movin with a change of pace, lighter load, see now the king is straight
    Swellin my melon cause none of these niggaz real
    Heard he was, tellin police, how can a kingpin squeal?
    This is crazy, I’m on the right track I’m finally found
    You need some soul searchin, the time is now

  19. Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:

    You dudes just like to pray on another mans downfall.

    Straight up bitches.

    iceberg” YAY 50 LOST”

    456″ LETS CELEBRATE THIS MANS LOSS

    what part of the game is this?

  20. FreakyLo Says:

    # 456 Says:
    November 18th, 2009 at 8:58 pm

    He will do 350k plus…just watch.

    ^get real.

    ^^^^^
    church on the move.

  21. FreakyLo Says:

    # Nasty Nas aka seafood lover Says:
    November 18th, 2009 at 9:04 pm

    ill cop 3 copies of BISD, one for the crib, one for the whip, and one for the collection. BISD>>>>>>>

    ^^^^^
    He is gonna send you a BISD poster for a job well done. :)

  22. J Dela AKA Your Favorite Commenter's Favorite Lurker Says:

    REAL TALK

    i got a question why they hatin on me,
    i got a question why they hatin on me
    i aint did nuthin to em, but count this money
    and put my team on, now my whole clique stunnin
    boy wassup, yeeeea
    when i was 9 years old, i put it in ma head
    that imma die for this gold
    boy wassup, yeeeea
    hopped up out tha bed
    turn ma swag on
    took a look in tha mirror said wassup
    yeeeeea im gettin money
    im back again,
    i know a lot of yall thought i wasn’t coming back…
    yeeeeea, yeeeea
    i had to prove them wrong,
    got back in the studio and came up with another hit
    yeeeeea, yeeeea
    I told the world my story, the world where im from
    yeeeeea, yeeeea

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