Mike D. Ly’s Blog, Mike Ly » 2006 » January

I ain’t got no mutha fuckin friends
Thats why I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} –> As in SHAQ
West Side –> Western Conference
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} –> Detroit Pistons Killers
You know who the realist is
niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
(ha ha, that’s alright)

First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim –> Shaq and Miami
West side when we ride –> Western Conference fly to Eastern Conference
Come equipped with game –> Bring your A-Game
You claim to be a playa –> Best player
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin’ to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia –> Shaq and the other Lakers that hate Kobe.
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i’ll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don’t fuck around with real G’s
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I’ll let them niggas know
It’s on for Life
Don’t let the west side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See

[Chorus]

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh –> Kobe’s Rape case
Who shot me, –> Critics and the Media
But, your punks didn’t finish –> Not in jail, still in the game playing
Now, you ’bout to feel the wrath of a menace –> Scoring 81 points!
nigga, I hit ‘em up –> Scoring 81 points!

Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don’t know why I’m even on this track
Y’all niggas ain’t even on my level –> Scoring 81 points!
I’m going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}

Get out the way yo –> Scoring 81 points!
Get out the way yo –> Scoring 81 points!
Biggie Smalls just got dropped –> Beating Miami on 01/16/06.
Little move pa*s the mac
And let me hit ‘em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain’t never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I’m serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Guard your rank
Cause I’m a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin’ block
I’m running through nigga
And I’m smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit ‘em up

[Chorus]

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac –> bring your A game
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh –> Got arrested for Rape charges
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn’t finish
Now, you ’bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, We hit ‘em up

Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain’t no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin’ to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It’s like a Shermine
niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I’m a self made Millionaire
Thug livin’, out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha)
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch –> To Shaq, when he was in the Lakers
And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house –> Kobe was in Lakers first, Shaq came right after Kobe came.
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn’t drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I’m back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I’m still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I’ll Hit ‘Em Up

I’m from N E W Jers.
Where plenty of murder occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas’
I’ll bring you fake G’s to yah knees
Copin’ pleas with these
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch
And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You’se a beat biter
Pac style taker
I’ll tell you to face, you ain’t nothing shit but a faker
So fill the Alazhay with a chaser
’bout to get murdered for the paper
E.d.i I mean post the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas’ in a choke (uhh)
Toting smoke, we ain’t no mutha-fuckin’ joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It’s a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
nigga, I hit ‘em up

Now you tell me who won –> Beat the media, still good (81pts) no matter if everyone hates him
I see them, they run (ha ha)
They don’t wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire’s
Killing ain’t fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Mobb Deep (uhh)
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don’t one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain’t singing,
We bringing drama
fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon’ do this:
fuck Mobb Deep,
fuck Biggie,
fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y’all mother fuckers,
fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo’ fo’ (.44 magnum) make sure all yo’ kids don’t grow.
You mother fuckers can’t be us or see us.
We mother fuckin’ Thug Life riders.
West Side till’ we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya’
We’ll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin’ mob
Ain’t nuttin’ but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes triple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin’ belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can’t feel it
We the realist
fuck ‘em.
We Bad Boy killas. –> Detroit Pistons

I went to the Wynn expecting to be a very grand and awesome hotel. What I saw when I walked in was opposite of what I imagined. It looked old and second tier to many of the hotels. I thought I was in another hotel it was so bad, I didn’t see any signs or logos of the Wynn anywhere. The carpet looked like left over carpet from other hotels. The casino area looked like Ballys. I almost went back outside to check if I was really in the Wynn, but when I went up to check in I was relieved to see that they were handing out Wynn room key cards.

Walking to find my room was terribly hard. The signs were not as good as hotels such as Bellagio or Paris. I got lost just once, making a circle. The person that handed me the keycard gave me the directions when he handed it to me. He probably knows its hard to find himself.

I finally found the elevators - they check your room keys everytime. Better remember your room number because its not on your key.

Finally found my room, expecting a subpar room. To my surprise the room was fantastic. I walk in with classic music in the background, very high class. Big Plasma TV in the middle of the room. A desk, a table with two chairs, a coach, a King size bed. One side of the wall is made up of windows looking out the Golf Course and Waterfall.

The bathroom had two sinks with a bath and a shower. The toilet is a room in it of itself. There is also a TV in the bathroom, which was really nice.

The closet comes with Wynn robes and slippers.

Room service was excellent.

I got a great deal for $139 a night, so check out the Wynn Las Vegas - Book Now

Good deals can be found.

If you are a Basketball fan, this is not a movie for you. Not much basketball action what so ever.
If you are looking for an inspirational film, move along and go rent remember the titans.
If you are black and looking to see a moment in time for black people in the basketball, it could be a movie for you, but don’t expect any great acting.

Pretty much a rental.

Better than the first movie, this movie has a much better story, better special effects, and some nudity this time.

I believe Kate Beckinsale is a lot hotter in this one than ever.

Great action and good storyline, who can beat that.