Guitar Playin' King Tee

Hey King Tee, since this beat is kinda rockin' I'ma let you rap and get the suckers cold clockin' So yo loc', hear the beat I'm displayin' (Yep) But now listen to the guitar playin' Listen to the guitar

A Hoe B-4 Tha Homie King Tee

Aw man, don't be talkin about my woman like that Oh, now you're gon' trip on me Wait, wait, hold up, hold up [ VERSE 1: King Tee ] How you gon' go and put a hoe before me?

Ya Better Bring a Gun King Tee

[ VERSE 1: King Tee ] They live on the street and they hustle for fame Some kill for a livin, some sling cocaine Because it's now a lifestyle and a full-time job And if you live in Compton, it's

Played Like a Piano King Tee

[King Tee] King Tee's drunk again...Yo, check this out: awww shit, aw shit, I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there that-that-that- that-that-that-that (not again) perpentratin

King Creole Elvis Presley

There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone

King Creole Elvis Presley

There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone

King Creole (alternate take 3, previously unreleased)

There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone,

King Creole (alternate take 18, previously unreleased)

There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone, gone,

Got It Locked King Tee

mics get tore a minute If the party's crackin then I'm in it Chorus: repeat 2X We got the party locked down, whatchu wanna do Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King

Duck King Tee

King Tee: Hey!

Ruff Rhyme King Tee

possess in my possession A crazy rhythm and my funky horn section And Pooh hyped up this funky ol' track So I thought about it, I'm comin (I'm back) (When I'm done) (I'm back) (When I'm done) (King

Diss You King Tee

realized that I'm real fly So (see ya) later (bye) Cause you only get one chance at this You played me wrong, so I'ma diss you, miss For the fact that you thought that I could get done The K-i-n-g Tee

Tha Great King Tee

My moves are kinda slick and my punches be stickin So put up your dukes, you little half-priced chicken Don't brother-brother me, cause I ain't your kin I'm aimin for the end, and I'm off that gin Tee

Act a Fool King Tee

[ VERSE 1 ] It's Friday night on the streets of L.A. I'm goin out, been hangin round the house all day So i take me a shower, dress like a big daddy Stop at the Arco, put some gas in my caddy Armo...

Bust Dat Ass King Tee

King Tee: I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass J-Ro: Naw, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass (say what?!)

Blow My Sox Off King Tee

biatch, just blow my socks off (Gobblin up nuts, sort of like a humming bird) --> Ice Cube (Suck my dick) (Suck my dick) [ VERSE 3 ] Like I said in the first verse, I can make em holler And King

Can This Be Real King Tee

Yo What's up King Tee's in the muthafuckin house Got my homeboy Young Floyd in the house J-Ro's in the house But yo [ VERSE 1 ] Now here's somethin everybody can relate to I know you hate to

We Got Tha Fat Joint King Tee

and I never sound flam It's that nigga King Tee with the Mad Kap band Gettin stupid high off the chocolate ghetto thai So pass the dutchie on the left-hand side King Tee and Nef, and the rhymes are

Drunk Tekneek King Tee

3rd comeback Now I know the tricks of the trade, and where the slum's at Blows to the chest, buckshots from the guage Page after page King Tee takes the rage Lord have mercy when I pick up my pen

Freestyle Ghetto King Tee

Verse One: Xzibit (See look look) I grab the mic and start breakin down niggas wit out no problem broadcastin live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/ kick some rhymes if you got/but if it...

Ko Rock Stuff King Tee

brain from january to december I don't need a band to get behind and stand "Yo pooh" ,what Rock the beat with you hand(scratch) Pooh plays drums (scratch freestyle) Ko rock stuff (scratch) King

The Coolest King Tee

[king tee] Yes yes y'all, it's not a secret no more The king b-boy tee has been washed ashore And I'm back I'm here to say if I'm a king then I should rule I'm the best for the job, you know why?

Flirt King Tee

(Oh yeah) VERSE 1: King Tee Now girlies, ladies, just stay alert I'm what you call a legitimate flirt And if you don't know how to spell f-l-i-r-King Tee The coolest of the cool, there's no one cooler

Let's Dance King Tee

(Ladies and gentlemen) (King Tee is back again) (Play that beat) (Let's dance I know you got the feeling Let's dance Come on and get down) --] Sweet Tee VERSE 1: King Tee Now what I want y'all to do

Payback's A Mutha King Tee

seventeen When I walk in the jam, suckers look at me mean They wouldn't give me respect, told girls I was a whack You shouldn't have did that brother, I'm here for the payback They spreaded rumors about the king

Just Clowning King Tee

[king tee] Yo whassup, it's king tee on the vocals I rock the coolest rhymes, from here to acapulco I drive a cadillac, not a played out desoto Look I'm fin' to pose, photographer take my photo Cool is

King Creole (Remastered Original Ver.) Elvis Presley

There's a man in New Orleans Who plays rock and roll He's a guitar man With a great big soul He lays down a beat Like a ton of coal He goes by the name of King Creole You know he's gone gone gone Jumpin

Guitar Man Albert King

get it on, guitar man, guitar man) I can do it slow, I can do it fast I can play the blues, I can play some jazz (Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man) I play for the rich

Like Me Kenny Chesney

Drivin' down the road again A highway that never ends Takin' naps in my old car Singin' in guitar bars Killin' time with cafe queens And truckers playin' slot machines I meet a lot of wannabes Dreamin'

Six Strings Down Hans Theessink

Alpine valley In the middle of the night Six strings down On the heaven-bound flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain’t gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-stringer

Six Strings Down (Album Version) Jimmie Vaughan

In the middle of the night Six strings down On the heaven-bound flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain't gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-stringer back home

Six Strings Down Jimmie Vaughan

In the middle of the night Six strings down On the heaven-bound flight Got a pick, a strap, guitar on his back Ain't gonna cut the angels no slack Heaven done called Another blues-stringer back home

Naz-Tee May'en Fishbone

humpin' and a-bumpin' anytime I can Bonin' is a thang in which overindulgence is never enough And when the fish ain't bitin' life gets frightening So hang tough, hold on to your stuff The pussycat is playin

Me & My Guitar Freddie King

When my baby leaves me, there is nothing I can do I pick up my guitar and then I play a little blues or two Now, a man needs some loving, I ain't different from the rest My baby, when she leaves me, ah

Playin' With My Friends (With Robert Cray) B.B. King

Playin' with my friends, Playin' with my friends, Playin' with my friends, We'll have a good time, Playin' with my friends.

Playin\' on my guitar* David gates

By the sand and fire light While watching the fallin\' star Came a lady from the night Who started playin\' on my guitar She was like a melody That no one had ever heard When she sang her magic

Positively Negative (feat. King Tee) Xzibit

[King Tee:] Now let me introduce whose first The nigga that\'s been down with the set since birth Whatever it was worth I checked in on the norm Since a juvenile callin\' Shots in the dorm Moms

Puddit (Put It Where You Want It) (Album Version) Al Jarreau

Puddit in your pocket Puddit in your shoe Puddit in your locket In your kidney stew Corner of your office Floor boards of your car BB King sure keeps 'em In that blues guitar No matter where you go Whatever

Let it Rain Xzibit

featuring King Tee, Tha Alkaholiks Intro: Judge: "Alright, your charged with public intoxication, alright listen" Convict:"There's a thousand people out who're drunk" Judge: "Okay, I understand

She Likes Weeds Tee-Set

in her room She likes weeds They're easy to grow They are easy to grow, easy to grow In the morning dew She likes weeds They're easy to grow And they always are there, everywhere When she needs a few guitar

RHYTHM GUITAR Emmylou Harris

RHYTHM GUITAR She played around town 'til she opened the show For a high-rollin' singer up from Tupelo He saw her in the lights and he give her a hand Next thing Sally knew she was one of the band

Me and My Guitar Freddie King

When my baby leaves me, there is nothing I can do I pick up my guitar and then I play a little blues or two Now, a man needs some loving, I ain't different from the rest My baby, when she leaves me, ah

Playin' With My Friends B.B. King

"To know you, is to love you,but to know me, is not that way you see'Cause you make me, so happy,that my love for you grows intenselyWhen I'm down and feelin' sad,you always comfort meWhen I'm down...

Positively Negative Xzibit

featuring King Tee King Tee: Now let me introduce whose first The nigga that's been down with the set since birth Whatever it was worth I checked in on the norm Since a juvenile callin' Shots

Let It Rain (Feat. King Tee & Tha Alkaholiks) Xzibit

Hook: Xzibit] We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother [4x] We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother [2x] Let it rain King

Stay On My Jimi Hendrix (Interlude) Wyclef Jean

I mean real talk, I'll play the guitar from here 'Cus my mama took the gun out my hand and replaced it with a guitar Real talk Coast to coast, Refugee Republic We don't know need the movies We be right

Mr. Music Man Tee-Set

Please, mister music man You got to help us if you can just one more time Just one more time Oh, one more time No more zoom in the slide trombone now, now No more sigh in the violin And I can't hear that guitar

Hangdog Hotel Room Gordon Lightfoot

I go in for singing, I do it for my pay But the kind of gig I can really dig is swiggin' at the break of day With a few good friends and neighbors into playin' the nighttime tunes So pass the jar and that

Little Lady Tee-Set

all the seas of the world But I just never have found what I looked for Until you came along, little girl Until you came along, little girl All I own is a dime and a nickle But I feel myself rich as a king

Likwit Tha Alkaholiks

yeah, ah yeah] Yeah a little louder a little louder a little louder One two one two yeah just like that, yo Yo, [flowin like Likwit] Ahh yeah [ahh yeah ahh yeah ahh yeah] flowin like Likwit Owwwwww, King