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Eminem – Untouchable (Lyric Video)

Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, profiled
And then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably coming from the dope house
We can let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hiding that Heidi Klum on you
And you’re on another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true pistol drew right at you we be delighted to unload it
In your bedroom, walk up, and lay that taser in the side of you
What the fuck am I gonna do?
I keep telling myself keep doing like you’re doing
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why?

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up
We bought to roll up, and
Throw your ass in the van, cuffed
You don’t have to know our plan or what our intentions are
Our guns are close to our chest
You better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
And you’ll get shot in the thyroid, ’cause you might die, boy
We fighting a crime war
Here come the swine
Tryna’ clean up these streets from all these minorities
That’s why we call them pigstye’s for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like you’re a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts, and
Get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins
It like we’re drifting back into the 60s
Having black-skin is risky, ’cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-American’s have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassing to be a

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit cause I’m a (big rockstar)

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like, the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice that of a black life-spanner
Wonder if sometimes it has a fight scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape my circumstance
I’d rather hear them say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better to describe banter
But that’s life
Strapped, ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying for McDonald’s
It seems like the only franchise that’ll hire, so how can we have higher standards
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence
But acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes wack lives madder
At cops and cops madder
And that’s why it’s at a stalemate
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more, black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyard offices
Not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act pissed off at us a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for good cops
And man, stop, sending white cops, into black neighborhoods
‘Cause they ain’t acclimated to ’em
Like that’s the way to do it
Who’s seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And no nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism
Fear to the black face gives them
A subconscious racist
Wait, why is there black neighborhoods?
‘Cause America segregated us
Designated us, to an area
Separated us
Section-eight’d us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, every days another
Freddie Grey for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids, but can’t escape
The sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies
In
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, its like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in, these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers and bears oh my! More like billy clubs and
Gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause
We’re black
"But you kill each other, facts- you peel each
Others caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothing to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck is the boots?
And streets act as a narrator
Don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that just to be black, you better be strapped, with a derringer- or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one overseas, these cops, and
Always see some B charges
We see them beat Rodney King and got off
So we don’t need all your crooked police peace officer offerings
Just keep marching, til’ we reach congress
But they gonna say you’re tying to take an irrational stance cause you try to slander the flag
But somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kapernick tantrum if you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raised it, you better praise it or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the bravest still, racist spills
So the whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that it was foundation on based on united states ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singing the Star Spangled Banner to a piece of cloth that represents the land of the free that made people slaves to build

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Say A (feat. 9-Piece Orchestra) (Live)

[Intro]
(Ness on the beat)
What the fuck I’m supposed to say?
What the fuck I’m supposed to say? Ayy

[Chorus]
What the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Hold up, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot, niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just might make 100K, yeah
If they put a price on me, I’ll double what they pay, yeah
They say they don’t like me, give a fuck ’bout what they say, yeah
I could take your bitch and make you think about what you say, yeah
I’m gon’ put her in a leg lock like MMA, yeah
I’m gon’ let her give me head twice if she don’t say shit
If she ever turn sherm on me then she basic
Couple bitches had to swerve on ’em, I updated
You pulled up with her, she ain’t leave with who she came with
She deserve better, you’s a bird, you’s a wasteman
Fuck a umbrella, change weather in my spaceship
Diamonds dancing, I’m two-stepping with my bracelet
So, get the fuck up out my face
I’m just on my way to get this money and I’m late, okay
In the strip club throwing twenties like "I’ll be okay"
100k a day, trap booming like an 808

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy

[Verse 2]
Hold up, talking shit don’t ever get to me
When they see me now, they’d better have that same energy
In abandoned houses, in and out, it wasn’t shit to me
When you see me now, don’t try to act like you remember me
Then look at me now, bitch I’m drowning
And my hoodie Saint Laurent, it’s a thousand
And we come straight out the Bronx so we wildin’
Shoutout BK, free Bobby and free Rowdy
Free my nigga V12, holla if you see 12
Febreze, believe me, it’ll cover the weed smell
I probably got 3 mill, sitting in my email
So much on me, they second guessing what we sell
So much money on me, fuck it if it’s dirty money
Cause I earned it, you get murked if you come searchin’ for me
When the police pulled me over, I had 30 on me
What the fuck I look like with less than 30 on me, nigga?

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, yeah

[Outro]
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’

A$AP Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky

[Intro: Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Huh?
We got London On Da Track
It’s Guwop
Huh?
It’s Gucci
21, 21
Huh?

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky

[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
I got so many M’s in my bank account, I can’t even count ’em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can’t even mount ’em
Too many zeros with ‘Sace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don’t cuff ’em, I just hand them (21)
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don’t got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth’s Chris, she told me that I’m way up (21)
I already back for seconds, I ain’t even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M’s and then I put my bay up (21)
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain’t take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil’ pointers be two lil’
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they ’bout to spill

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I feel like I’m Rocky

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh?
How you gone play D, you can’t even take D
Too many fake me’s
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake ‘$APs
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve ’em like the other team (skrt)
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin’ in some Dungarees
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that’s only overseas
I’m the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it’s him again"
I’m up in the rim, they the raided M&M’s
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
‘Cause she don’t deal with the middle man
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby , I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (yeah)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Just run me the play and let me know
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
I ain’t gotta say it ’cause they know (woo)

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fuckin’ flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
So, so deaf to these suckers, I’m like JD in ’03
My hoe said that I’m too cocky, I don’t play nothin’ but me
These girls got nothing to show you, I’ll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin’ up short like they a pair of capris
Don’t group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin’ me
Them dudes ain’t got nothin’ on me, I got a money disease
I’m too cold for these suckers, they ain’t got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it’s one-hundred-three (burr)
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she’s to tiny for me
She’s my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G’s, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It’s Guwop

[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (it’s Gucci)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (Wizop)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (damn)
We got London On Da Track

Blu & Exile – Constellations

[Intro: Blu]
What’s up star, we know who you are
What’s up star, we know who you are
What’s up star

[Verse 1: Blu]
Sometimes, it feels like I’m gone with the wind
So I’m blendin’ in with the breeze
I’m speaking out again, please bear with me
I’m zonin’ out, once the snare hits me
‘Cause niggas be ice grillin’
I feel these [?] fit me like gloves
These mean mugs and screwfaces
Got me taking nigga serious [?]
Whatever Blu laces
Reminds you of the West like Chucks with blue laces
The old and new Lakers
I’m showing you a older Blu in hopes that you embrace it
Like a soldier do with gauges
Molding you through pages that I wrote for you
Laid it in the vocal booth
Pressed it up and sold it to the places that you goin’ to
In hopes that you would take it, play it over and over
So you get high with it and you feel it when you’re sober
You can cry to it, sister, my shit’ll get you over
My niggas ride with it, turn it up a little more
And show the world, and boys and girls sing along
It’s a song of liberation, keep faith and stay strong
Show the world, boys and girls sing along
It’s a song of liberation, keep faith and stay strong, allstar

[Chorus: ?]
You shine [?] you’re blindin’ ’em
There’s no crime in being fly [?]
Most these niggas won’t get it
You gotta go get it
Baby you’re a star
In the sky [?]
Ain’t no time for bein’ shy or nothin’
Everybody can’t live it
You gotta stay with it
Know that you’re a star

[Verse 2: Blu]
I shine like stars in all weather conditions
Whether storm they glistening, I’m be spittin’ till they mention me

Demi Lovato – Tell Me You Love Me (Acoustic)

Oh no, here we go again
Fighting over what I said
I’m sorry, yeah I’m sorry
Bad at love, no, I’m not good at this
But I can’t say I’m innocent
Not hardly, but I’m sorry
And all my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I got it bad, baby
Got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
And I hope I never see the day
That you move on and be happy without me
Without me
What’s my hand without your heart to hold?
I don’t know what I’m living for
If I’m living without you
All my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I’ve got it bad, baby
I got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
My heart’s like
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah
Through the ups and downs
Baby, I’ma stick around
I promise we will be alright, alright
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing right in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah

Diplo – Look Back (feat. DRAM)

[Verse 1: DRAM]
Zoning on the road
Not nowhere to go
But I ain’t looking back
I ain’t going back to that
Looking down on the cloth
Out of this world I know
Somehow try to breath
Baby

[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back, uh
For a very long time
I don’t I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name

[Verse 2: DRAM]
Would futures tell
I’m still moving forward
Even though I don’t know where to go
You gotta know I ain’t never looking back for ya
Cause you remind me of the struggle
That I had to come from under
I used to have to use my muscle
Gotta be strong living this life right or wrong
Cause this life is very rude to me
Is related for to you
Seeing light, such a difficult task
Look to me, I was just staying true
You dream am I too true to you
Trying to relieve the pain that we undo
Give you the moment if you’re still my girl
[?]

[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back, uh
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
For a very long time
(long time, long time)
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
(long time, long time)
I don’t, I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name

[Outro: DRAM]
You know I haven’t look back for you lately
You know I haven’t look back

Kim Petras – Heart to Break

[Verse 1]
Any time, that you like
Gonna give you my heart to break
Angel eyes, tell me lies
Gonna give you my heart to break

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control?
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
‘Cause no one else could do it better
That’s why I give you my heart to break

[Verse 2]
Butterflies, every time
Gonna give you my heart to break
Devilish, every kiss
Gonna give you my heart to break

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? (Ahh)
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake (No)
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better, that’s why I)
That’s why I give you my heart to break

[Bridge]
Every time
Heart to break
Woo-ah!
Every time
Heart to break
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? Ahh
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more (more, more)

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it (I tried to fight, help it)
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better)
That’s why I give you my heart to break

JOY. – Change

That look on me’s everlasting
Please look sorry don’t have the answers on it
Never thought that I’d be where I am today
Never thought that I’d see who I am today

Fading on the floor with all my thoughts
All I ever do is watch the leads
I keep running back to you
I don’t know what for
I just cannot seem to find my peace

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

I wrote, I wrote a letter to you
I’ll never send
Oh what, oh what a feeling to know I’m not healing

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

Say
Say

smokepurpp – Big Bucks

[Intro]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
Oh my god, Ronny

[Verse 1]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That’s yo hoe? I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Verse 2]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp!

Young Dolph – Paranoid

[Intro]
Izze The Producer
Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah, yeah
Ayy fire that weed up man, ayy

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 1]
The feds in the hood (whoa)
And I heard they taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
I hope those folks don’t come and get us
Talkin’ ass bitch (shut up)
I cut her off, didn’t need no scissors (nah)
Nah I don’t like that nigga (fuck ’em)
So I fucked his sister (yeah yeah)
I’m tripple blessed, so today I’m rockin’ a jesus piece (yeah yeah)
Pull out my garage in some shit you drive on Need for Speed (yeah yeah)
I gave her a job at my traphouse sackin’ up P’s (trap)
Fur across my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Go and get a sack young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two seats (uh-huh)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn’t have shit to eat (remember that?)
Now I gotta smoke a blunt of weed just to eat

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 2]
Patek Philippe with residue on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
These diamonds they hit every time I move, don’t it, uh, uh
You can’t eat with me if you ain’t hungry (nah)
I keep some shit up my sleeve and it always got something to do with money (know that)
I’m throwin’ money on Monday (yup)
I got the bitch off the runway (yup)
Boy you know I’m about gunplay (yup)
Then go pay my tithes on Sunday (thank you God)
I might stop pimpin’ one day (yeah)
I might stop sippin’ one day (damn)
I got so high I’m goin’ the wrong way on the fuckin’ one way
The way I put this shit on me, they be like how do he do it? (hah)
Don’t you bring that bitch ’round me my nigga, ’cause you might lose her (yeah)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and fuck to my music (yeah)
Then she gave me head and told me I should go make a movie, ah

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

Sia – Tulip Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tulip is a girl full of love
But I won’t leave her
She can make her mind up
Tulip is the one
Who takes pride in all she’s done
She will show it all off
Tulip takes the pain
With a smile up on her face
She loves

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Verse 2]
Tulip loves the breeze
She will tickle, she will tease
She sways in her glory
Tulip takes a stand
She is tall and she is grand
She will lift your spirits
Tulip is your friend
And when spring is at an end
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Bridge]
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

G Herbo – My Way Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh huh
Aye
Damn, hol’ on
What the fuck? Who the fuck is this?
Hol’ on
Aye
Aye

[Verse 1]
IPhone goin’ off
Press decline, hit the power button just to throw it off
Annoyin’ ass lil’ bitch keep texting me
I hate a know-it-all
I hit bitches ASAP on the first night I don’t know at all
And if you think this shit got them sick, wait ’til I show it all
50K, I put that on my wrist, ain’t have no glow at all
Plain Jane, sky dweller
Get that money now or never
Got that chick, you know I’m gangster
What I do? Go buy a bezel
And I’m out here by my lonely
One up on me, niggas can’t get one up on me
Run up on me, ain’t gotta cock it, one up on me
Get a little cocky, big bro told me, nigga, you chosen
Bad enough I say “I’m broke”, everybody be like “Nigga you hoeing”
I can’t lie, I’m holdin’
I can’t fold it, rubber band to hold it
Now I’m out in [La Postolle?] rollin’, in my flipflops strollin’
Still got paranoia, I’m off [?] lookin’ off my shoulder
Book me for a show, I ain’t gon’ go unless you get my pole in

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch I have my way
Yeah I drive i8s
And I’m still [?]
Still’ll take fly on the jakes
Let a fuck nigga try and invade my home
Chopper shell right in the face
I secure my chain like a iPhone
Fingerprint right on the safe
Got girl scouts straight from the bay
Gucci shirt came from the A
Used to sip lean by the case
Thought it make the pain go away
I was high, fuck around, caught a case
Then them fights ain’t still go away
So far I gave my lawyer 8K, but that shit I make that rain in a day
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
I bought all of that Balmain, this that Palm Angels
She got all of that [?], swallow all I came
These hoes be actin’ like they thang but they all basic

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

Young Dolph – Playa Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayyyy
Buddah blessed this beat

[Verse 1]
What up?
All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain’t playin’ fair (damn)
Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh)
Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh)
Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey)
Don’t give a fuck, ain’t a rich nigga, you a shrimp (lil boy)
Court side with my lil son watchin’ LeBron and them, hah
P’s of cannabis, my nigga I sold tons of them, hah
Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah
And these bitches (what?), nah, we don’t love none of them (nah)
The police get behind this Rari, I’ma run from them (skrrt)
You know that they smokin’ weed and they got guns in there (yeah yeah)
Got a bad bitch waitin’ on me with no underwear (yeah yeah)
Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (uh-huh)
Gangster from the start, my heart ain’t got no love in there (uh-huh)
They always on my IG just to see what I wear
Got somebody’s bitch bent over, from the back and pullin’ hair (huh)
Fuck it, I don’t care (fuck it)
Count better than I spell (fuck it)
It smoke how it smell (fuck it)
Fuck ’em, send some shells (fuck ’em)
I just bought a P to smoke and I ain’t got shit for sale (nah)
I know you can tell (what?), I’m a fuckin’ player (player)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

[Verse 2]
Look how that shit hit (shine), Michael Jackson dancin’ (dance)
White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (hol’ up)
My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good then make a sandwich (okay)
I turned it to a traphouse but at first it was abandoned (trap)
The game been good to me (yeah)
A quarter milly every week (yeah)
I dream about cake when I sleep (yeah)
I wake up like it’s time to eat, hey
Fuck you, pay me (give me that)
Secure the bag daily (whoa whoa)
I’m thinkin’ new Mercedes
Your main bitch my baby (hah)
I fucked your favorite public figure but she say we dated (uh-uh)
My lil nigga can’t stay out of jail, he keep catchin’ cases (damn)
Two of my dogs, they fell out ’bout money and I swear I hate it (shit man)
I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin’ (woo)
I put her legs behind her and now she keep on shakin’ (woo)
Bitch I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double R (R)
Light up my blunt then push a button, that motherfucker start (yeah)
Trap nigga living large (yeah)
I put that on God (ayy)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

Young Dolph – Blonde & a Onion Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I turn one (ayy) into two (ayy), I turn three (ayy) into four (ayy, million)
But I remember clear as day the days when I was broke (yup)
Sellin’ nicks and dimes right in front the corner store (for real)
Them white and blue lights pull up, take off runnin’, that’s the folks (that’s 12)
Told mama I ain’t with that starvin’ shit no more (fuck that)
You ain’t gotta ask me, hell yeah I’m sellin’ dope (ayy who that?)
That lil nigga ’round the corner got it for the low (it’s Dolph)
You ain’t gotta ask me, hell yeah I smashed your ho (uh)
Ball around the globe (whoa), rock a lot of gold (whoa)
I call your bitch green light shawty ’cause that bitch on go (on go)
I call all y’all niggas pussy ’cause all y’all some hoes (hah)
She looked me up and down and she said what the fuck are those? (drippy)
Fucked her on the top floor now she loungin’ in my robe (yeah)
I can’t trust a nigga ’cause that’s just the way it goes (for real)
I can’t fuck with you lil nigga, I heard that you told
Got a ghetto East Oakland bitch, I call her Keyshia cole (ayy ayy ayy)

[Chorus]
Long hair (yeah yeah), she don’t care (yeah yeah)
Extended clips (thirty thirty), hollow tips (fire fire)
Fast motor (skrrt), marijuana odor (yeah yeah)
High roller, bitches say he bipolar (ayy what you on?)
Rich nigga (yeah yeah), bad bitches (yeah yeah)
You can’t tell me shit (why?), I don’t listen (I don’t listen)
Money counter (ayy), lot of hundreds (ayy)
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion (hey, hey)

[Verse 2]
Ayy what you doin’?
Me and my white bitch just smoked a whole zip (stankin’)
Too much ice on me, damn I gave the bitch the chills (woo)
Found out that he wasn’t real, that shit brought me to tears (damn)
Found out her booty wasn’t real and I didn’t give a damn (haha)
What’s that on your back girl, that thing look like a ham (fat)
She said she get it from her mama, I said bitch you lyin’ (you lyin’)
A hundo for my time (a huncho), they like how I shine, hey

[Chorus]
Long hair (yeah yeah), she don’t care (yeah yeah)
Extended clips (thirty thirty), hollow tips (fire fire)
Fast motor (skrrt), marijuana odor (yeah yeah)
High roller, bitches say he bipolar (ayy what you on?)
Rich nigga (yeah yeah), bad bitches (yeah yeah)
You can’t tell me shit (why?), I don’t listen (I don’t listen)
Money counter (ayy), lot of hundreds (ayy)
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion (hey, hey)

[Outro]
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion
When we walk in, that’s a lot of money
A whole lot of drip, uh-huh, that’s how I’m comin’

Tyga – Faithful Lyrics

[Intro: Tyga]
Oh, you leaving me, I’m leaving me
I make you rock

[Chorus: Tyga]
Have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Have faith in me, just wait for me
Put all your weight on me, everything on me
Lean on me like the drink on me
And have faith in me, faith in me, yeah
You were blind and I made you see, yeah
Give me time, give me peace of mind
Love me faithfully, baby, baby, have faith
That face is first place, yeah, can’t be replaced, yeah
I race to your side, I try and fail but never fail to try
1, and try again, 2, and try again
I might have been outta my mind
To my defense, pressure makes diamonds
And you see how I shine

[Chorus: Tyga]
So have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Have some faith in me, baby, know the stakes have been crazy
All this time has been passing, and now I’m talking action
Seatbelt fastened, got me in the speedway dashing
Clean but I love it when she get nasty
She just passed me, keep a bad one with it
Just so she can make the threesome nasty
That’s flashy and I’m classy
But real enough to fuck you in the backseat
Push you in the pad like you in a maxi
And have you running to me like you in a track meet
You attract me but keep it on track
‘Cause the fact is I want you to have faith in me
It’s gon’ work, believe me

[Chorus: Tyga]
So have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby
Have a lil faith in me

G Herbo – Done for Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

[Verse 1]
My lil’ niggas blood thirsty
Yo’ lil’ niggas blood suckers
I treat mine like blood brothers
They get nothin’ but love from me
Pass out all these choppers, watch them cut up like a motherfucker
If you want that beef shit we got all you niggas like four rubbers
Best keep your head up, niggas get wet up
Drop twenty-something hollows in his sweater
Everybody over here totin’ Berettas
We’ll go twenty-zero if you let us
If you wanna get up, I will whatever
Quit all that talking and bet up
And everybody over here gettin’ some money
Shoot 500 and bet up
Herbo who does somethin’ for you?
Nobody never
Who gon’ take somethin’ from you?
Nobody ever
Tell ’em I see you around, get wit’ the schedule
If that nigga out of bounds get him together

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

[Verse 2]
Nigga what you done for me?
Never shot no guns for me
You know we do that for fun homie
Leave the house, yeah, they was [?] on me
Run my block 100 Ps for 200 Gs
How y’all niggas [bad jury?]
Pullin’ up in [Beats?]
And young nigga you don’t owe nothin’ to me, I just wanna see you eat
Only make sense I do somethin’ for you, niggas ain’t do nothing for me
[?] for a month or two ’til you get comfortable
Probably never tellin’ you get comfortable, nigga, I ain’t do nothing for free
Nigga tell me what you did for me
Like I said, blow this SIG for me
Or I’m like “Lil’ bro, do this bid for me
Go load up that ratchet, nigga
Aye, go swerve this brick in traffic, nigga
When you finished, then go clap a nigga”

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

G Herbo – All Day Lyrics

[Intro: G Herbo]
Young Chop on the beat
G Herbo
You know I’m a street nigga–real street nigga and that’s common sense
Everybody know you ‘posed to get money, stay out the way

Lookin’ down the barrel of that hammer for my last time
Made me slow down, look at life
Why I’m just gon’ give you mine?
’09 I was doin’ fine
Broke as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I been gettin’ paper, shit ain’t holdin’ up
I never break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn waist still loaded up
Roll it up
If you throwin’ Bs, nigga, hold it up
Niggas know what up
If you book me for a show, know I sold it up
Soon as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles wit’ us
And I’m froze as fuck
Only pick up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, that’s a backend
Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be safe if you lackin’
How ’bout blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Keep your head up in the rack then
Yeah, okay, get whacked then
Better have in your back then
Better keep the strap on your lap then
Better keep your homies on [?]
I’m just gon’ put one up in yo’ chest then
Better go faster than the feds then
Okay, we givin’ face shots, nothin’ less than
On the block 24, no restin’
Stand over niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don’t give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
All this money must be why I’m stressed then
Too many times I was close to death in the streets
I’ma keep gridin’, keep gettin’ checks in
Gotta kill by any means
Enemy next to me
I can’t accept defeat
Pickin’ up three [?] every weekend, that’s a least 60 racks a week

[Chorus: G Herbo]
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Everything I gotta grind for
You know I work hard for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, then they changed when I singed, bro
Everybody turn their back on me
Swear to God, that’s a fact homie
At first them niggas they was black wit’ me, then they went a little black on me
They got a little more dogs
I got a little more smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a little more far
I’m the most gangster nigga from my city
I don’t wanna know ’cause it ain’t my business
I don’t give a fuck about her feelings
Fuck that bitch I don’t want that bitch, I don’t want dealings
I was in a drug bust wit’ my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat wit’ my ankle bracelet on my feet
I been on the block all day
Shot a nigga in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup broad day?
Shout out grandma ’cause she put me out
Shout out every nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, same nigga that ain’t wit’ me now
Same niggas when I went to jail, they ain’t make my [?]
Same bitch broke bad when I did time
Same nigga fucked my bitch when I was on the run

[Chorus: G Herbo]
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day

G Herbo – 4 Nem Lyrics

[Intro]
G Herbo, gang gang
150 Dream Team, gang shit bitch
You know what I’m sayin’
150, 300, shoutout Durkio, ya know
Ay, foenem, on foenem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 1]
First off, lets be clear as fuck, the opps we let off
Shots with foenem, I be all up in the Gucci store clutching
The Glock, yea you know I be shopping a lot
Dashing the two door, don’t care if I’m solo or not
Call me “Swervo” it’s off with the top
I see the enemy, on sight it’s off with his top
Even though I like talking a lot
Tried to stay up in the trap, fell asleep off the drop
Woke up, walked on the block, something told me
To mix Ecstasy with the Codeine, must of been
Kobe talking to Roc, lately I keep switching states
And a lot of new faces keep hating, don’t know why
I don’t know them, foreigns in traffic with foenem
And four seaters, .40’s, we 4 deep, you know we got 4 ‘dem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 2]
G Herbo, yea that’s that nigga, you know him
He getting that money, on foenem
600 Horse like a rodeo, in that new Bent with that
Rollie on, sweater by Kenzo from Tokyo
I’m from No Limit so I’m reppin’ Vito and Fazo
With Kobe and Roc that’s big bro nem’
Fuck with real niggas, so Lil Durk, he know how
We rock, OTF, 0-6 foenem, that’s foenem
Walked in the spot, looking for your lil hoe nem’
Clips is extended, we toting them please don’t get hit up
Niggas be mad hating on foenem’ about hoes we been
Fuckin before them, don’t even come near us
Pass out them head-shots, they have to shovel a lil
Nigga shit up. can’t even sit up, hollow tips put him
In shock, now he holding his breath like a hiccup

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

Khia – Backwoods Lyrics

[Hook]
I’m out here smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Drop a whole gram in it and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

I’m smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Got me high, lookin’ good and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

[Verse 1]
I’m out here smoking on the wood
Way in the back
Got me high feeling good and I think I need a drank
Titties sittin’ up pretty, and my ass sittin’ fat
Tryin’ to pull up on my nigga cause I know that’s where he at
In the hood, where it’s good
Rooftop gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean
My cup on full
My pockets on (?)
Smoke out your (?)
Boy, I’m out of control, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I slide through the hood
Way in the back
Looking fly, feeling good
About to pour another drank
Smoking on my backwood
Chilling with my black wood
Cause he break my back good
And he make me act good
Crumbling herb all day, and day
Andre, press play, what you say?
808 blasting, through the hood I’m passing
Nigga, why you asking?
Hit the wood and pass it, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Head chopped off, rooftop gone
Wood grain boss
Bitch, you know me costs
Checking out the boys with they toys
Rim shiny, candy paint blinding
Smoking on hypnotic
Hoes clocking, cause they man watching
Tell me when you see
A bitches best me
D still got me going
Calling one hit wonder
Blow smoke in your face
Me and Mary Jane

[Hook]

Lil B – Lone Warrior Lyrics

[Intro]
Evil Red Flame
Thank you for downloading and collecting
We got a long wild ride
This life shit is crazy, you feel me
I’m telling you man, niggas don’t know
This for life, you feel me
On my life, man
This is Final… yeah
You know, motherfuckers try to tell you everything that you can’t do, what you won’t do
Niggas like me ain’t gon’ stop

[Verse]
This is Final Fantasy, the end of the new world
Kind of like the free world, when it gave Sea World
Niggas moved down from the train, can’t take the rain
Wanna bomb the whole block, dude can’t take the Flame
Damn near killed himself cause his girl cheating
Lot of niggas claim real but false preaching
He might look real, not deceived by his features
In the mean time, it’s getting money time
Lord protect me from the evil people
I’ma watch my own back, got my own stacks
Got my own pad and I’m writing new raps
Let the top back, let the roof back
Niggas won’t stop the realest
I hustle hard, you can feel it
Red Flame, evil version, trust me nigga thugging
Protect me from blood shed, them fake niggas spitting
Dynasty Warrior, top of the division
Lil B

[Outro]
This Evil Red Flame, I’m a warrior
I feel like I’m a lone warrior
Alone Shaolin style
Walking through this world alone
There’ll be a lot pain
A lot of praise
But you know that’s what happens when you’re a samurai
Lil B, Lone Warrior

G Herbo – Sins Lyrics

[Intro]
I speak the truth, I live the truth, I respect the truth
I respect the grind man
Niggas who be they self you try to force yourself upon some shit that you ain’t and you never been
I just can’t relate to it, look

[Verse 1]
The rap game kill niggas, literally
It turn gangstas into drag queens
They look down on workin’ hard like it’s a bad thing
Shit I’m the last man standin’ if you ask me
I was just broke not long ago, it feel like last week
Remember niggas in they Benz’s ridin’ past me
I never hated, used to see that shit as motivation
And I was lost up in the streets, I needed navigation
Ain’t wanna be no doctor, lawyer, ended up a patient
Young nigga said, “Fuck Jordans” went and copped a Sauer
Ruth’s Chris three times a week, I got tired of Goya
I’m from Chiraq but I got killa niggas in the Nola
Go get that money for tomorrow, fuck who did before ya
Don’t put yo focus in this bitches, they just gone destroy ya
Don’t put ya trust up in these niggas, man fuck these niggas
Cause when you ain’t so beneficial they stop fuckin’ witcha

[Hook]
That’s why I just be wit my niggas, fuck them other niggas
And every nigga always put they niggas over niggas
But I know my niggas ain’t nun like no other niggas
If you ain’t grinding, you just hating, you a sucka nigga
No we don’t do no Twitter beef, we really in these streets
We ain’t trippin’ bout no bitches, cause we know they freaks
And we really getting money, but we stay lowkey
If niggas really getting money, they gone let it speak

[Verse 2]
Can you break down your whole grind, and still keep it brief?
Instead of tellin’ Instagram what you make a week?
Ten-thou’, twenty-thou’ that’s what you make a week?
On my mother, fly nigga, spend that shit on briefs
Fifty for a pack of three? I spend that shit on tees
Fifty-thou’, hunnid-thou’? I spend that shit on jeans
Stunt on me? Lil nigga please, I do this shit with ease
A thousand on my G-Fazo’s I don’t do Giuse’s (Giuseppes)
Still 1500 for my jeans, bitch I love the B’s (I love Balmain)
200 for my Backwoods, you know we smokin’ P’s (Postooo!)
But I ain’t tryna stunt my nigga, run it up, Imma run it up
Tryna see 30 with a hunnid-mill, boy I pray to God I don’t fuck it up
Couple hunnid-thou’, I done fucked it up
Went and got it back told myself “enough”
Had to slow down I was in a rush
Two or three hunnid’ always in the cuffs
Spent 500 when I woke up
Young nigga living I ain’t give a fuck
Spent 10 thou’ like it wasn’t nun
Remember them days I ain’t have nun
Slide in them foreigns totin’ them thirties nigga, we slidin’ always stunting
Don’t IG none of our cars, can’t let niggas know how we comin’
But niggas know how we comin’
No Limit M.B. we drummin’
Pull up, everybody start runnin’, know foenem gone hit sumn’
I ain’t worried bout none of my enemies, I know I’m gone hit sumn’
I’m on defense, keep that thang wit me, gotta keep on gettin this money
But I know I’m on my way to better days
Some niggas hatin’ they wanna see me in my grave
Let me keep that .40, wanna see me in a cage
I jumped off that porch, and knew what was comin I seen it in so many ways
But I knew how to handle myself in the streets I can’t let that shit drive me insane
On the 8 we on point for the opps in the morning been at war for so many days
In the cut wit that bitch gotta watch for the Jakes, jumping and hopping the fence
50 shots and we bang, “Jumpout” the Gang, hop out the car wit them tents
And my niggas, they still in the hood everyday
Bitch I’m the only one traveling, tried to tell em to come on the road
All the time, they just wanna stay in the trap wit it. (Haann)

[Hook]
That’s why I just be wit my niggas, fuck them other niggas
And every nigga always put they niggas over niggas
But I know my niggas ain’t nun like no other niggas
If you ain’t grinding, you just hating, you a sucka nigga
No we don’t do no twitter beef, we really in these streets
We ain’t trippin’ bout no bitches, cause we know they freaks
And we really getting money, but we stay lowkey
If niggas really getting money, they gone let it speak

[Outro]
150 Dream Team the Campaign man
I’m focused full fledged, you know what I’m saying
Just on my shit, I ain’t too much
Anticipating all this other shit
What niggas got going on
I’m just on my own shit man
Big G Herbo, you already know what it is

Trill Sammy – Don’t Mean It Lyrics

[Intro]
I know she don’t
I know she don’t mean it, nope
I know she don’t mean it, ooh
I know she don’t
I know she don’t
I know she don’t
Ye, I know she don’t

[Pre-Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen
I’m smoking dope with the demons
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it
Ye

[Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini

[Verse]
All of these racks made a nigga [?] ([?])
Yut yut yut yut yuh (ooh)
All of these racks and I know that you see it (racks)
I want the top [?] (I want the top)
Ice on my wrist got me feeling anemic (ice on my wrist)
I make the racks and go spend it at [?]
In love with the drank cos a nigga be fainting (in love with the drank)
Hit her from the back and I left her screaming
I know you don’t mean it (I know you don’t)
So I choose the lean over you (I choose the lean over you)
I know you don’t mean it (ye)
My niggas pull up to shoot (brr)
Fuck on that bitch call her boo (ooh)
I was that nigga in school (ooh)
Breaking all the rules pocket full of blues ooh
Then I took her to the booth
[?], cos a nigga got the juice ya
Cut that bitch off it wan’t working (working)
I might pull up if its worth it (ooh)
Backwood is full of the Earth (ya dig)
She just want molly no percs (no percs)
I count that cash till it hurt (it hurts)
Boy don’t end up in the hurst
She hold the mac in the purse (brr)
And no I ain’t talking ’bout makeup

[Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini

[Outro]
Your bitch she suck up the semen
I’m smoking dope with the demons
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it huh
I know you don’t
I know you don’t
I know you don’t

Lil B – Dior Denim Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch you know what the fuck this is (Swag)
Based doubled out with the pussy on top
Ask my cousin if I spank them bitches
Know if she suck dick, I’ma take them bitches
With a mouth full of spit
Pay 50 thousand dollars for a top notch bitch
Girls love me cause I punish them bitches
For talking
Went to New York to the Yankee Stadium
Fuck 30 bitches, dude you be raping ’em
Fuck model girls in the ass, I’m classy
Young BasedGod told the bitch she nasty
Paid a couple G’s just to pop some bottles
I be fucking hood rats and I fuck them models
Don’t discriminate even though I’m famous
[?] be surprised when I come to the hood
Got a iced out ring bitch look like Jesus
Got the chrome .45 with extended pieces
Bitch I be looking so good
I’m like baby, come from the hood

[Interlude]
Real nigga, yeah bitch
Ayy bitch, I’m a-I’m a real nigga with a 50 inch dick
A-list model, bitch you can suck my dick

[Verse 2]
In LA with Travis Barker
Riding in the scraper, no Aston Martin
Real
Real niggas don’t divide, we just keep on riding, you feel me

[Interlude 2]
Red Flame Devil Music
Ayy I got a fucking chest cold and I’m still doing shit
Bitch that’s why I’m relaxed bitch
I got a fucking bronchio-cold or something
Whatever it is
Got a little mucus in my chest fucking bitch
And the bitches still suck my dick cause they love me
Bitches love me
I don’t understand how niggas be calling me gay when all the bitches love me
Contradictory

Lil B – Back To Back Target Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah man
You know a lot of niggas don’t keep it real
You feel me
Everything, all that shit matters
You feel me
But you know so many niggas turn on me everyday
I’m like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it

[Verse]
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small sips, that’s why I hum sunshine
Niggas think I’m lying, bitches think I’m fine
I’m smart man so I keep trying
Don’t get fucked by the past thoughts, pass off, blast off
Yeah, fuck it
And don’t crack like the asphalt
You running with the 45 handgun the same size as police is
Niggas think he sweet but his geeks is geek
Niggas carry them handguns
Like [?] you be deceased
And I’m talking bout a coffin
Brains is out, nigga you loving where you walking
Uh, side with the Mac-11
Please no questions, I do dirt with no drugs
Numb the pain, it’s like a game changer
Feel ashamed of my past, used to rob strangers
Now I feel like I’m a rapping target
I’m a rapping target
Back to back target
With the vest and mask hauling DVD’s like a Black Target
Cocaine sell it off I can’t, I can’t, no
Cocaine sell it all same price as a trip in August
Don’t ask why I [?]
Bitch I bought it
Please the cops and [?]
Just get what you ordered
Cross me and get slaughtered
But I don’t wanna act hard as bricks
But I’m a real young nigga and I ain’t talking shit
Lil Boss

[Outro]
I don’t give a fuck this a mixtape
That shit, the beat’s fucked up and fuck you too bitch

Niall Horan – On the Loose (Alternate Version) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know what she’s like, she’s out of her mind
And wraps herself around the truth
She’ll jump on that flight and meet you that night
And make you tear up the room

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you

[Verse 2]
She’ll dance in the dark, a real work of art
Her eyes could burn down the room
So get out while you can, you don’t understand
She doesn’t know how to lose

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you

[Bridge]
She’ll run with your mind and pull you in tight
Then trade you in for something new
I know what it’s like, I fell for it twice
And now I’m just warning you

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s on the loose

Tank – When We (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Tank]
When we
When we
Mmm
When we
Go

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
I love the way you fuck me
I love the way you fuck me
But you don’t understand its way more than fucking
When I fucking
I would cross the ocean for you
Stroking through the ocean for you
And then I rub the lotion on you
You got a lot of lotion on you
I want to see the moon shine on you
Can I see the moon shine on you?
A little more lotion on you
Tryna take my time on you
Baby tell me

[Pre-Chorus: Tank & Trey Songz]
Who came to make sweet love? Not me
Who came to kiss and hug? Not me
Who came to beat it up? Rocky
And don’t use those hands to put up that gate and stop me

[Chorus: Tank & Trey Songz]
When we fuck
When we fuck
When we fuck (oh)
When we fuck (oh)
I could be aggressive (I could be)
I can be a savage (I can be )
I just need your blessin (I just need your)
Say that I can have it, yeah
When we fuck
When we fuck

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Hit it on the stairs, then I smack it to the room
Head that coochie leaking, lick it all on my Gucci shoes
Kissing on your neck, tell me that I’m too deep
Need to tell your ex to leave you alone, he a creep
Ass up, face down
Ride me like a pony
These niggas so funny
Treat you like a trophy
You know I picked up when the phone ring
You know I go deep till I make you scream
You say my D-Game I’m amazing
Oh, D-Game go strong
Fuck it up all night long
Beat it up, get piped down
Oh, D-Game go strong
Fuck it up all night long
Beat it up, get piped down

[Chorus: Tank]
I could be aggressive (I could be aggressive)
I can be a savage (I can be a savage)
I just need your blessin (I just need your blessin)
Say that I can have it (Say that I can have i)
When we fuck
When we fuck

[Bridge: Tank]
Face down, ass up
Imma pull all of my face in
You cumin’ while I keep tasting
Now I’m breaking in, you a big girl you take it?
I’ma layin, I think I love you I’m sayin’ it
It’s that kind of fucking that will make you make me No.1 on your list
It’s that kind of fucking that I make you question who have been fucking whip
You got plenty miles and baggage
But I could still make you a savage
Sponsor you make you the baddest
Have you screamin’ out “you can have it”

[Chorus: Tank]
When we fuck
When we fuck (we fuck)
When we fuck (fucking you darl’)
When we fuck
I could be aggressive
I can be a savage
I just need your blessin’ (I just need your blessin’)
Say that I can have it, yeah
When we fuck (fuckin’ around)
When we fuck

[Outro: Tank]
More fucking remix
T, T and T

Ugly God – Imma Dog Lyrics

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
You say you always gon’ be by my side
You say you trust me with your heart and I swear, I just wonder why
Say “I’m done with this,” you tell me “Don’t go”
Shawty, I ain’t tryna hurt you no more
But you say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

[Verse: Ugly God]
I be up, I’m a go-getter
What I’m doin’, baby, no tellin’
You the shit, you can do so better
But I’m a dog, you should have known better
Like why the fuck you love me? huh
I be gone for weeks, why the fuck you trust me, huh
I sneak out while you sleep, why the fuck you cuff me, huh
Like what the fuck you think, you act like a dummy, huh
Ayy, you catch me slippin’ every time, I know it hurt
I been out, I know you smell it on my shirt
I’m a dog, but I want this shit to work
But I’m tryna fuck on every bitch that’s tryna flirt

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
You say you always gon’ be by my side
You say you trust me with your heart and I swear, I just wonder why
Say “I’m done with this,” you tell me “Don’t go”
Shawty, I ain’t tryna hurt you no more
But you say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

[Outro: Ugly God]
Ayy, ’cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
Mm, ’cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

K.Flay – Run For Your Life lyrics

Don’t count me out
Just cause I’m down
Boy I’ve been down before
Fate has a way of playing games
And I’ve been keeping score

They tried to tell me I was lost in the forest
Like a cub with no mother when I actually was where I wanted

Bite off the venomous head
Follow the chemical scent
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life
Run for your life

Don’t show your face
They’ll lock the cage
If you’re an easy mark
I made a plan
Of sweet revenge
I want to take it too far

Bite off the venomous head
Follow the chemical scent
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life

Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life

Oh-uh, oh-oh
Oh-uh, oh-oh
[x 4]

Bite off the venomous head
Fight what the chemicals say
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life

Rozzi – Never Over You lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna love you, but I do
One more night we can’t undo
Are you losing me or am I losing you?
I’m so over this
But let’s just agree right now we’re not gonna break up
‘Cause I can’t speak if I think you’re gonna walk away
There’s nobody else out there that’s gonna come save us
Could you just shut up and hear what I’m tryin’ to say?

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
Never over you
Never over you
I’m never over you

[Verse 2]
You’d think by now we’ve had enough
These sleepless nights make fools of us
Am I keeping you or are you keeping me?
I don’t know what it is but I just can’t leave

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
Never over you
Never over you
I’m never over you

[Bridge]
I, I would let you go if I could let you go
Not over you
Never over you
I, I would let you go if I could let you go
Not over you
Never over you

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
(Never over you)
(Never over you)
I’m never over you
Never over you
I will let you go if I could let you go
Never over you
Never over you
But I’m never over you

Muse – Thought Contagion lyrics

[Verse 1]
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
Brain cleansed fractured identity
Fragments and scattered debris

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

[Verse 2]
Fall down learn when to count it out
Prop me up before I black out
Withdraw before you’re out of time
A clean slate and buried war crimes

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

[Verse 3]
They’ll never do what you want them to
Give it up and watch them break through
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution