by C-Bo on album Til' My Casket Drops
Verse 1 (C Bo) My first name is Smith my last name is Wesson but in yo hood I'm known as 357 have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man an have Clark Kent thinkin that he's superman wit six i
by The Flying Dutchmen on album Foul Weather
[Intro: Bob Catley] Night after night, it repeats An exciting romance Night after night, it repeats An exciting romance [Verse 1: Jon Murdock] The beat savage, throw the heat to your cabbage
by LL Cool J on album Bigger & Deffer
LL Cool J Bigger & Deffer .357-Break It On Down [LL Cool J] That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J party Move it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby That's right, don't try to front like you
by Cam'ron on album Confessions Of Fire
On my Harlem niggas my BK niggas Back uptown baby Lennox ave My oyas on broadway all day, come on Aye yo, you love the way I rep black step the F back 'Fore I bring out the guns and chest check respe
by Woo on album Miscellaneous
What up on my Harlem niggas, my BK niggas Back uptown baby Lennox Ave My Oyas on Broadway all day Aye yo, you love the way I rep black, step the F back 'Fore I bring out the guns and chest check, res
by .357 String Band on album Fire & Hail
Well times are getting hard and times are getting slack I told my baby I could ride track Now I'm riding them rails, cross the country I roam, While my baby sits at home alone Now I'm pulling a heavy
by .357 String Band on album Fire & Hail
Every time I sing, I sing for the Lord glory, glory, glory amen The holy ghost keeps this cold heart warm glory, glory, glory amen Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah worthless fuckers hallelujah Hallel
by Sound Effects Library on album Gun Sound Effects
I stay up too late I've got the mark of cain That's what sam would say, yeah That's what cas would say, yeah I've had way too many drinks Hell, I can't even sing At least that's what people say, yeah
by .357 String Band on album Fire & Hail
Black river blues, My cheatin' heart's been torn in two. I'd love to stay with you awhile, But I've got to burn one thousand black river miles, Before I sleep, before I rest. ‘Cause I've got two lo
by Brasco on album La voix du sous sol
Han han La voix du sous-sol SCO Je je je vise le sommet, je me sens invincible, je vise le sommet *sommet* mon seul désire c’est de viser le sommet Je vise le Kili Kili kilimangaro parc
by Slaine on album The Boston Project
(Verse 1) There ain’t no mercy in the city it’s cold Ain’t nothing doper than herion, it’s pretty as gold Nothing fresher than some hundred dollar bills in the fold Behold the ambition of
by Slaine feat. 357 & Phinelia on album The Boston Project
There ain’t no mercy in the city it’s cold Ain’t nothing doper than herion, it’s pretty as gold Nothing fresher than some hundred dollar bills in the fold Behold the ambition of a devilish sou
by Shooter Jennings & The .357's on album Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & the .357's
There's a piggy waitin' outside my door Who's a knockin' and a yellin' that he's gonna use force Well, I moved to town just a while ago But I got in a mess, and I can't lay low Back home all I had wa
by Shooter Jennings & The .357's on album Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & the .357's
When I was just a young boy My daddy came to me Said, son out in this world There's alot of things that are gonna make you feel like you're supposed to be You don't have to read the good book Be a goo
by Shooter Jennings & The .357's on album Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & the .357's
Another lifetime lived in a long night I'm watching the sunrise before I lay down to sleep Livin' at parties, watching my twenties Hittin' my thirties, lettin' it go But that's all I've been livin' f
by Shooter Jennings & The .357's on album Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & the .357's
Well, I push my load across the land Livin' the life of a travelin' man Dusk brings down another day Gonna swallow up time and throw it away Zero to sixty, she's the next big thing They tell me it's
by Shooter Jennings & The .357's on album Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & the .357's
The sun don't burn fast enough for me In a cloud of smoke my conscience becomes clean Long and lonesome road, I've traveled to be free And I carry no one and no one carries me I sleep away the days a