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Lil Wayne – Loyalty (feat. Gudda Gudda & Hoodybaby)

[Verse 1 – Gudda Gudda]
Okay I’m shining, beaming, glossing
Big Tymin’, stunting and flossing
Dangerous, approach with caution
If I sneeze, you in a coffin
Chasing paper, we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let ’em snort cocaine at a party
Leave ’em stiff like rigor mortis
Don’t try to race, this car got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope man, you can’t copy
You can’t bite it, you can’t forge it
I got bars with more in storage
Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
If you try to touch my porridge
You will feel my chucks like Norris
All my bitches think I’m gorgeous
Get a massage while I’m recording
Single like a dollar bill
I am a free man, call me Morgan
Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don’t have to ask, I don’t have to beg
Yeah, I’m bumping Three 6 Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
L.A.T, Young Money mafia
Try, but it ain’t no stopping us
Why? We back by popular demand
Quit baller-blocking us
Lord Gudda, praise a nigga
MOB, I’m brazy nigga
Hard at work, I’m slaving nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I’m wavy nigga
Percocet and Adderall, man I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I’m a landmine, got this by a landslide, I’m racing nigga
Cruise control, I’m pacing nigga
Turn around, I’m waving nigga
Gudda
[Verse 2 – HoodyBaby]
There’s a Glock clocked by my pants line
Young dread head throwing gang signs (what else?)
I got bands like it’s band time
Posted up at granny house, trappin’ off the landline
What’s all that hootin’ and hollerin’?
I’m who bring the dollars in
Drop the top, it was botherin’
Now go let your mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house full of bricks, you can call it remodelin’
Bitch, grow up, it’s only head if you swallowin’
Baby get to geekin’, get to geekin’ and gobblin’
Your friends think I’m bad, they must be looking for trouble then
It’s a foam party, I be bustin’ they bubbles then
Then I hop in the whip, make a play on some bricks
My homies say pull up, we just came up on a lick
I’m in the ends with the sticks, it’s the revenge of the Crips
Hoe you know it’s OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch
[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne]
Hoe you know it’s L.A.T, we almost famous lil’ bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil’ bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is the shit, and you straining and shit
Fat head, long neck, she ’bout to strangle this dick
I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a bic
I got my whole gang-gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit than piss and make more money than cents
She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips
LW, Lil Wayne to them, to her that’s length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It’s the return of the Blood, ’bout to turn up and thug
We wan’ know who got the chicken, show the colonel the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones
Make her milk these fuckin’ niggas like some Cap’n Crunch
Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain’t cram for one
All these fuckin’ karats on me, bitch I’m Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
Play pussy, get fucked, play ass, get stuck
Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut
Duct tape and we quackin’ up, then beat ’em with more bats
Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust
Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks break in your aquarium
Out of the ordinary, so went to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves coming
Know that loyalty’s amongst them
L.A.T

Gorillaz – Strobelite

Momentary pain
Can be pleasure lain
Millisecond change
Magic lantern strange
Are we just too far to be as one again?
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it is?
Girl, your life will turn
Just like a strobe
‘Cause you’re daddy’s pain
And your mother won’t
And your heart engages into heartless throes
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it goes?

When you’re drivin’ night is dreamin’
(Livin’ the strobe light)
And you will find the life you needed
(Livin’ the strobe light)

Slide the light off you
You may find some peace
All will come to you
If you come with me
Are we just too far to be as one again?
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it ends?
(Yeah!)

When you’re drivin’ night is dreamin’
(Livin’ the strobe light)
And you will find the life you needed
(Livin’ the strobe light)

And when you’re drivin’ night is dreamin’
(Livin’ the strobe light)
And you will find the life you needed
(Livin’ the strobe light)

And when you’re drivin’ night is dreamin’
(Livin’ the strobe light)
And you will find the life you needed
(Livin’ the strobe light)

And when you got it
And think you’re dreaming
You hit the light
You’ve got to find it, we all need it
We hit the light

And when you got it
And think you’re dreaming
You hit the light
You’ve got to find it, we all need it
We hit the light

The Kooks – Broken Vow

I saw you in church on Sunday
I was walking by on my way to Monday
Cracked lips and a sidewalk
Something’s in life that you just can’t heal

Dry fuel but it hurts too much
Do you like it, when life gets rough?
You always washing your hands in myth
Don’t you know you can’t get clean?

I didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
I didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know what I was running to

Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Only way to heaven is a broken vow

Are you speaking in tongues
‘Cause yeah, I’ll take sin
Your abstinence is such a loaded gun
Your stained glass and a holy ghost
I shall not take what I want the most

I didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
I didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know, didn’t know
What I was running to
Didn’t know what I was running to

Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Only way to heaven is a broken vow

Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Only way to heaven is a broken vow
Only way to heaven is a broken vow

Hide me in mirrors
I am happy when all I have to do is just pretend
Then I’m feeling like time moves slow
And I lay and lift the fruit hang low
Low, low, low, let the fruit hang low

Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
The only way to heaven is a broken vow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
The only way to heaven is a broken vow
The only way to heaven is a broken vow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
The only way to heaven is a broken vow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
Walking through the city like a holy cow
Oh girl, don’t stop now
The only way to heaven is a broken vow
The only way to heaven is a broken vow

Bush – Mad Love

[Verse 1]
I was saving you from drowning
You were silent as a rain cloud
The ceiling was imploding
The walls were closing in
I was feeling a prisoner
Was running so fast
I was speeding through the red lights
Speeding past

[Chorus]
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy

[Refrain]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

[Verse 2]
So restless while waiting
You’ve been gone so long
I fell in your slipstream
Fell in my arms
And I want you to dance now
To dance just for me
It’s all out of focus
You make me so free

[Chorus]
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy

[Refrain]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

[Chorus]
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy
Still got mad love for you, baby
Still got mad love for you, baby
Every day you find ways to drive me crazy

[Outro]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Mad love, mad love

All That Remains – The Thunder Rolls

[Verse 1]
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
The city’s looking like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There’s a storm moving in
He’s heading back from somewhere
That he never should have been

[Pre-Chorus]
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls

[Verse 2]
Every light is burning
In a house across town
She’s pacing by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Asking for a miracle
Hoping she’s not right
Praying it’s the weather
That’s kept him out all night

[Pre-Chorus]
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls

[Chorus]
The thunder rolls
And the lightning strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls

[Verse 3]
She’s waiting by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he’s alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightning flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows

[Pre-Chorus]
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls!

[Chorus]
The thunder rolls
And the lightning strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls

[Bridge]
Deep in her heart
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
The thunder rolls on
And the thunder rolls

[Verse 4]
She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won’t do this again
Because tonight will be the last time
She’ll wonder where he’s been

The War on Drugs – Pain

[Verse 1]
Go to bed now I can tell
Pain is on the way out now
Look away, a domino falls away

I know it’s hard lookin’ in
Knowin’ that tomorrow you’ll be back again
Hang your head and let me in, I’m waitin’
So long

[Verse 2]
I was staring into the light
When I saw you in the distance, I knew that you’d be mine
Am I movin’ back in time?
Just standin’ still?

I met a man with a broken back
He had a fear in his eyes that I could understand
I can’t even shake the pain without breakin’

[Chorus]
I’ve been pullin’ on a wire, but it just won’t break
I’ve been turnin’ up the dial, but I hear no sound
I resist what I cannot change
And I wanna find what can’t be found

[Verse 3]
I’m aware you’re tired and lost
Like a demon in a doorway, waiting to be born
But I’m here all alone, just beggin’

Pull me close and let me hold you in
Give me the deeper understanding of who I am
Yeah, I’m going back again, I’m waiting here

[Chorus]
I’m just pullin’ on a wire, but it just won’t break
I’ve been turnin’ up a dial, but I hear no sound
I resist what I cannot change, own it in your own way
Yeah, I wanna find what can’t be found

Prof – Time Bomb

[Hook: Prof]
That’s how I’m feeling
I’m at the top of my game you know what the deal is
Somebody order up me some more fucking mirrors
So fresh, so clean, how come this is so fucking easy?

[Verse 1: Prof]
Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh
Feeling good, feeling good at the liquor store
Spend my money on these bottles, bouta take them all
What I’m bouta get into I’ll never know
So many plans, so many plants, I got several

[Bridge: Prof]
ATM, got the cash, ate well, all of that
Feeling good, already knew it, I’m about to get into it
Bad bad boy, bad bad boy, um are you mad mad boy
Bad bad young man though, be ready to have your plans cancelled

Are you rolling with me? It’s so dangerous in this city. Your mom wouldn’t like me, your papa or your uncle either
Each his nieces dime pieces
I’m such a wascally wabbit
Have been treated for diseases
It’s not my bad that I have it, no!

[Chorus]
Ooooohhh
I can’t bring myself to follow the rules
Come with me if you want to get on the news
Hold tight, I’ll light this muthafuckin’ fuse
Chickaboom, chickaboom
X2

[Verse 2: Prof]
Boogie-woogie
Fully buzzed up up in my hoodie
I stay getting pussy
Chocolate and vanilla pudding
I’m young Doogie Howser
Young pookie is king of Powderhorn
I’m getting stupid, can’t possibly be better looking

Oooooh baby
What you do to me must be some good Voodoo baby
When solo ooh you look just like a photo baby
I can’t say no, it’s a problems, this is fatal baby, cuz you a time bomb baby

[Bridge: Prof]
ATM, got the cash, ate well, all of that
Feeling good, already knew it, I’m about to get into it
Bad bad boy, bad bad boy, um are you mad mad boy
Bad bad young man though, be ready to get your plans cancelled

[Hook]
That’s how I’m feeling
I’m at the top of my game you know what the deal is
Somebody order up me some more fucking mirrors
So fresh, so clean, how come this is so fucking easy?

[Chorus]
Ooooohhh
I can’t bring myself to follow the rules
Come with me if you want to get on the news
Hold tight, I’ll light this muthafuckin’ fuse
Chickaboom, chickaboom
X2

Nicky D’s – New Day (feat. Young Thug & Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, know I got that white kid with me, nigga, know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t gon’ waist no time, nigga
Right to it

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 1: Nicky D’s]
Lots of duplicates, yeah all my bitches come in twos now
She say, "You a lil’ stressed so just lay back," man what a true pal
I done been in some real shootouts
Places that you cannot move ’round
Blowin’ on pack and it’s cool loud
All of my homies scream uptown
I just thought you should know a few things about the kid
If I hit it once you gon’ feel it all around your ribs
You just wanna fuck ’cause you heard about the D rich
It’s a new day, and I’m in the kitchen whippin’ like a soufflé
Got a Creole lil’ shawty, my new bae
She be at the crib like a roommate
When I tell you pull up

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Got a lil’, got a lil’ bitch from Lil Haiti
Watch her go wipe that lil’ baby (lil’ baby)
Would I share money with you? That’s a no
My nigga, that’s not a maybe (no)
Top of the buildin’, coolin’, I be chillin’
I see the pavilion, I fuck up a million (pew, pew, pew)
My rides all dirty, I feel like Chamillion
I run up that sack for my future children, gang
I’m (Lil Boat) finna (Lil Boat) have to (Lil Boat) run it up
Back that ass back like a dump truck (beep)
Niggas be hatin’ that I’m up (yeah)
They ain’t want me to win, but I did (no)
Make that bitch squirt like a squid (squirt)
That bitch got makeup over my white cover
I fought like I fuck her, don’t fall like I love her
All of these pussy rap niggas be suckas
Ain’t goin’ out like that, no

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 3: Nicky D’s]
Thugger brought lean and Yachty got Sprite
Now we in commercials like we takin’ flights
But I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
Haters be talkin’ like they got the right
But I be confused like…
What? Fuck is you speakin’ on? Who is you schemin’ on?
Peep your whole convo like speakerphone (yah)
Know that sideways shit
They be talkin’ ’bout every fuckin’ time that my back turned
Yeah all you pussy cats need a pap smear
Like Papoose, I ain’t ever dropped a wack verse
Last hearse came for a body I caught
They ain’t even make it up to the lobby at all
It’s obvious, dog, I’m prolly the one ’cause they be callin’ me up
You want a verse then slide me the fuzz?
I give a fuck
It’s a new day err day
We goin’ up like doors in a Merci’
Nights like a kid on a first date
When a verse lay everybody screw their face up in the worst way
I put on for Ireland
Bitches in Dublin get wet like a fireman
All the Leviathan say that you ballin’ and buy it then
Or take your tongue and just bite it then
Hush little baby, you rappers is hoes
Attracted to hoes that be smashin’ my folk
I’m used to the cold, I adapted to woes
But we all be like, "who you actin’ a fool?"
These questions need answers
Bet all your bands up
I got ’em bop like a hansom
Young D’s got jokes like a hansom
Tell ’em all hold up like ransom

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

Mozzy – New Era New King

Bald headed bum
Nigga said he a living legend living like a peasant
Hell gang Mozzy nigga one up top ahky

We don’t do no boxing we gon’ one up top him
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking

If niggas know me then niggas know fuck Bo
We done slithered through the nine and the four
Senior citizen ass fuck around and have a stroke
Where was loc when tiny wee got smoked I don’t know
I ain’t finna mention hook cause L-Finga my woe
Nigga mentioned a ZillaZoe but took a L in that woe
Heard TNutty if you murdered your folks he ain’t do shit
Wankie doodle ain’t a blood in the bounty he be with crips
RideZilla Tony got hit with five nigga
He came back to life but he practically died nigga
RideZilla cuzzo got hit with that five nigga
Them bullets hit his body he actually died nigga
La Fa-illa, Car full of drillas we taking trips
Tell T-Nutty I still love you his big homie a bitch
Who is Lynch Nigga come to my section he getting drenched
It’s the clique on that oak park blood side of the fence
Never switch I been here since a puppy I’m really from it
Ask the younging about the big homie Mozzy them niggas love me
You on IG displaying the politics for the public
Somebody tell that old ass fucker that ain’t a hundred
He don’t like how I’m coming they hate that I’m getting money
You still booking shows for a thousand you niggas funny
Broke and bummy that’s why they bitter about the fella mozarella
We backing up everything that we yelling

Backing up everyhing that we yelling
And it’s one up top back in the chamber what’s hannen
I said we backing up everything that we yelling
And it’s one up top back in the chamber what’s hannen

We don’t do no boxing we gon’ one up top him
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Nigga forty pop pop him got him pop locking

We don’t do no boxing we gon’ one up top him
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Forty pop pop him got him pop locking
Nigga forty pop pop him got him pop locking

Ke$ha – Praying (Live)

[Verse 1]
Well, you almost had me fooled
Told me that I was nothing without you
Oh, but after everything you’ve done
I can thank you for how strong I have become

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell
I had to learn how to fight for myself
And we both know all the truth I could tell
I’ll just say this is I wish you farewell

[Chorus]
I hope you’re somewhere prayin’, prayin’
I hope your soul is changin’, changin’
I hope you find your peace
Falling on your knees, prayin’

[Verse 2]
I’m proud of who I am
No more monsters, I can breathe again
And you said that I was done
Well, you were wrong and now the best is yet to come
‘Cause I can make it on my own
And I don’t need you, I found a strength I’ve never known
I’ll bring thunder, I’ll bring rain, oh-oh
When I’m finished, they won’t even know your name

[Pre-Chorus]
You brought the flames and you put me through hell
I had to learn how to fight for myself
And we both know all the truth I could tell
I’ll just say this is I wish you farewell

[Chorus]
I hope you’re somewhere prayin’, prayin’
I hope your soul is changin’, changin’
I hope you find your peace
Falling on your knees, prayin’

[Bridge]
Oh, sometimes, I pray for you at night
Someday, maybe you’ll see the light
Oh, some say, in life, you’re gonna get what you give
But some things only God can forgive

[Chorus]
I hope you’re somewhere prayin’, prayin’
I hope your soul is changin’, changin’
I hope you find your peace
Falling on your knees, prayin’

Granger Smith – Happens Like That

[Verse 1]
You order a drink, it goes down smooth
Before you can blink, it turns into two
It was just gonna be another night with the boys
Shooting some pool, pickin’ a stool and making some noise
Then she walks in and I never dance
Turns into tippin’ the band, and taking her hand… ah man

[Chorus]
It happens like that
Outta the blue sky, lost in her blue eyes
Yeah, when it happens like that
Nothing to lose turns right into you
Doing all you can do just to keep her around
Till the moon goes down and you’re back at your house
One thing leads to another, you’re loving each other
One look and you never look back
It happens like that
It happens like that

[Verse 2]
I guess that’s what you get
It’s true what they say
As soon as you stop looking, it’s right in front of your face
Cause there you were and there I was and here we are, I tell you what

[Chorus]
True love, it happens like that
Outta the blue sky, lost in her blue eyes
Yeah, when it happens like that
Nothing to lose turns right into you
Doing all you can do just to keep her around
Till the moon goes down and you’re back at your house
One thing leads to another, you’re loving each other
One look and you never look back
It happens like that, yeah

[Guitar]

[Bridge]
Ever wonder how
Just one drink
Turns into one knee down with a diamond ring

[Chorus]
It happens like that
Outta the blue sky, lost in her blue eyes
Yeah, when it happens like that
Nothing to lose turns right into you
Doing all you can do just to keep her around
Till the moon goes down and you’re back at your house
One thing leads to another, you’re loving each other
One look and you never look back
It happens like that

[Outro]
You order a drink, it goes down smooth
Before you can blink, it turns into two

Farruko – Krippy Kush (feat. Bad Bunny & Rvssian)

[Bad Bunny]
Los maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Los maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las putas quieren kush

Jajaja
Yeh yeh yeh
Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA
Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA
200 cajas de paper que pedí en eBay
En P.R. ya es legal yo firme la ley

Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha
Las gatas quieren kush no quieren friska
Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca
2 phillies se queda bizca

Lo que tú estás haciendo yo lo hice primero
Bebé ese novio tuyo es medio culero
Yo ando por New York con un par de cuero
Y piles puestos pa’ to’ estos cabrones hacerles fiero

Yo tengo agricultores como Piculín
Los ojos rojos como el Chapulín
Hoy se me olvido beberme la Ritalin
Pero las 602 las baje con lean

Pero ahora estoy pa’l krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Los maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las putas quieren kush

[Farruko]
Farru’
Lo prendo y me pierdo en el humo
Y floto cada vez que fumo
Casuleando voy en la nave, nave
No corro por la de nadie, nadie
No confió en nadie, nadie
Porque aquí no se sabe, sabe
Quien es quien
Uoh

Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx
Traidor limpiar paquete next day in express
Del celular traqueo con el GPS
Y el shipping se lo cobramo’ al bobo de tu ex
Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular
Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal
Que le baje a la movie que pa’ acá no venga a frontear
Que somos millonarios acabo de comprar par de crepa sembrar

[Bad Bunny]
Mil de estos cabrones me quieren matar
La vida es una y la tengo que aprovechar
No sé si esto es un sueño o será real
Antes de irme pa’ otro mundo te quiero probar

Cuando muera yo no sé pa’ donde voy
Si pa’l cielo o pa’l infierno o me quedo donde estoy
Al carajo el mañana sólo pienso en hoy
No vo’ a cambiar así es que soy, yeh

[Farruko]
Pero ahora estoy pa’l krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

[Bad Bunny]
Los maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Los gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To’a las putas quieren kush

[Outro]
Yeh yeh
Jeje
Bad Bunny baby bebé
Farru’
TrapxFicante
Jeje
Yeh yeh yeh
Alex Killer
(Alex Killer)
Hear This Music
Hear This
Trap Kingz bebé
Nosotros tenemos la corona del trap cabrones
Rvssian

Chase & Status – Love Me More (feat. Emeli Sande)

[Verse 1]
I’m tired of looking in the mirror and saying, "I told you so"
I’m sick of tears on my pillow, this shit is getting old
I draw a line today, no more, no more, no more, no more
I’m sick and tired of all the broken promises
I’m sick of thinking that it’s love but it turns out the opposite

[Pre-Chorus]
I draw a line today, no more, no more, no more, no more

[Chorus]
I made a vow today that I’m gonna love me
I’m gonna fly so high that nothing can touch me
And the best part is, I’m not sorry anymore
I made a vow today that I’m gonna trust me
I’m gonna take my time, nobody can rush me
And the best part is, I’m not sorry, I’m not sorry anymore
I’m gonna love me and then I’mma love me some more

[Verse 2]
Been on my knees, yeah, now I am over that
I’m on my way up now, there is no looking back
I draw a line right here, no more, no more, no more, no more
I’m sick and tired of all the broken promises
I’m sick of thinking it’s love but it turns out the opposite

[Pre-Chorus]
I draw a line today, no more, no more, no more, no more

[Chorus]
I made a vow today that I’m gonna love me
I’m gonna fly so high that nothing can touch me
And the best part is, I’m not sorry anymore
I made a vow today that I’m gonna trust me
I’m gonna take my time, nobody can rush me
And the best part is, I’m not sorry, I’m not sorry anymore
I’m gonna love me and then I’mma love me some more

[Bridge]
Love me, love me, love me a little bit more
Love me, love me, love me a little bit more
Love me, love me, love me a little bit more

[Pre-Chorus]
I draw a line today, no more, no more, no more, no more

[Chorus]
I made a vow today that I’m gonna love me
I’m gonna fly so high that nothing can touch me
And the best part is, I’m not sorry anymore
I made a vow today that I’m gonna trust me
I’m gonna take my time, nobody can rush me
And I’m proud to say, I’m not sorry, I’m not sorry anymore
I’m gonna love me and then I’m gonna love me some more

[Outro]
I made a vow today that I’m gonna love me
I’m gonna take my time nobody can rush me
And I’m proud to say, I’m not sorry anymore

Dizzy Wright – Outrageous (feat. Big K.R.I.T.)

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
Black child got black waves
Gotta teach ’em to be brave
Ball up your fist and raise
Let ’em know we can’t be phased
Now everybody wanna a cop head
‘Cause this unarmed kid got shot dead
Look, Pac said niggas need change
Now the younger generation all hot heads
And start this rage into black folks
My granny need water, I’m in jet mode
I feel like Bryson with a trapsoul
Until I accomplish all my rap goals
Daddy went to jail when I was ten days
Twenty years gone as an inmate
Momma struggling to got the rent paid
Now I’m in the streets tryna have a big day
I realized now what it feel like
I know some real niggas doing real life
White boy kidnapped for six months
I heard his lawyer hit him with a sick life
Doing more time for the same crime
I can’t even leave past eight lines
You can tell this outrageous
Jail time feel like [?]
Only keep ’em there for the paycheck
And they wonder why niggas got big guns
The government only want the income
The homie got killed with a day left
I feel like I could be next up
Life move fast, better catch up
Cops shouldn’t be above the law
We all human, leave it up to God, aye

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]
I wonder when it’s really gonna change, mane
I wonder when we getting out the game, shame

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear
Heard you needed real, come get some
America looking like a sitcom
They don’t care about a nigga outcome
They really only focus on the income
Black versus white [?] race
Everything looking outrageous
Shit feels so outdated
But we still deal with it on the daily, I swear

Ace Hood – To Whom It May Concern

[Intro]
Thank you for being here with me today
Appreciate you for coming
Trust The Process

[Chorus]
If I give you all of me, would I get all of you?
If I told you I’m anointed, could you see the proof?
Give my heart and soul for you when I’m inside the booth
Feel my love, feel my pain when I’m inside the booth
Would you switch your chains on me if you knew the truth?
No, I ain’t the same person that was introduced
Thank the Lord ’cause I don’t look like what I been through
Here’s a letter to you

[Verse 1]
I’m back again
Jesus on that cross, I had to rise again
Time to get my blessings, time to get my blessings
I had to live my life, I had to learn my lessons
I had to keep that smile but deep inside I’m stressing
Just tryna keep my spirits from that deep depression
It’s time to tighten up
I put my pride down and pick that Bible up
Looking in the mirror tryna find myself
Queen, she know I love her till it life or death
Living on the edge plotting on the plans
Nothing without God, nothing without my fans
Sorry for my absence, hope y’all understand
No more We The Best but Khaled still my man
Critics want the beef but I’m not feeding them
My loyalty don’t stop if we don’t speak again
I could cry tears right now
Don’t know how I feel right now
All that meditation that I did, all that beasting in the gym
All this energy inside I got to give
Back and I’m better than y’all, ready whenever the call
They expecting me to fold, friends turn into ya’ foes
Kept focus on the goals, mind, body and the soul
New me, it’s a new day, that’s another story untold
God, nigga

[Interlude]
At some point, we gotta talk about it

[Chorus]
If I give you all of me, would I get all of you?
If I told you I’m anointed, could you see the proof?
Give my heart and soul for you when I’m inside the booth
Feel my love, feel my pain when I’m inside the booth
Would you switch your chains on me if you knew the truth?
No, I ain’t the same person that was introduced
Thank the Lord ’cause I don’t look like what I been through
Here’s a letter to you

[Verse 2]
I’m back again
Feeling so immortal I must rise again
Put that on my mama, put that on my kids
R.I.P. Fo’ Fifth, I tat that on my skin
You just be my angel till we meet again
I can hear you nod like "just keep going in"
I’m feeling the ether, I’m feeling Aretha
I keep it realer than people ain’t no lies comin’ out of the speakers
I gotta watch for the leechers, false prophets and the evil preachers
Come with normal features, I’m that different kind of a creature
I’m a fucking soldier, all my trials done made me stronger
Passion, I can’t control it, hating, I can’t condone it
Something just gotta give, don’t listen, you gotta feel
Part of me had to die so one part of me gets to live
Walking out on the label I put aside all the fears
I’ma show all you niggas I do this shit here for real
On God

[Chorus]
If I give you all of me, would I get all of you?
If I told you I’m anointed, could you see the proof?
Give my heart and soul for you when I’m inside the booth
Feel my love, feel my pain when I’m inside the booth
Would you switch your chains on me if you knew the truth?
No, I ain’t the same person that was introduced
Thank the Lord ’cause I don’t look like what I been through

Matt Wills – Virtue (Cigarettes & City Lights Album)

[Verse 1]
I kiss your light skinned lips like my friends do
I see you bathe in every word that offends you
Who knew, who knew every single word’s true, ooh
Who knew, you knew you always were my virtue
Just give me a reason, there must be a reason for us

[Verse 2]
I like your tight ripped jeans with the ash stain
And the silly things you say with your pretty brain
All I want is a reason to keep me believing in us
All I want is a reason, there must be a reason not lust

[Chorus]
Just ask me to stay and I’ll give this all up
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay and I’ll live in your love
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay when it all gets too much
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay and I’ll live in your love
(Love, love, love)

[Chorus]
Just ask me to stay and I’ll give this all up
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay and I’ll live in your love
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay when it all gets too much
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay and I’ll live in your love
(Love, love, love)
I’ll live in your love
Just ask me to stay and I’ll give this all up
(Love, love, love)
Just ask me to stay and I’ll live in your love
(Love, love, love)
I’ll live in your love, I’ll live in your love

Matt Wills – Hurricane (Cigarettes & City Lights Album)

You put your arms around me
I felt the room surrounding
I want to know why together we can be lonely
You sung my favourite song
In my bedroom with nothing on
And as the day dawned on me I fell in love with cold coffee

Cause there is just no other on my mind
I want to feel these colours one last time

Cause darling I crave your love
More than I need your touch
Cause you are like
A hurricane , hurricane kicking off
Cause I don’t just want to fuck
Your kiss will be enough
Cause you are like a hurricane
Hurricane kicking off

Perfect storm ironically
You don’t know who I am but you follow me
I look into your eyes and they’re calm, as when our hearts are in tune harmonically
And I feel as if peace could last for a minute and half then solemnly
The wind picks up and you blow me off don’t wanna hear my apology
In fear in this odyssey even though I know that I’m only here metaphorically
Biologically ,engineered technology there’s not much that bothers me
But who am I to you
Day dream till the cyclone swallows me
Until my head starts spinning
Linda Blair their ain’t no God in me

Cause darling I crave your love
More than I need your touch
Cause you are like
A hurricane , hurricane kicking off
Cause I don’t just want to fuck
Your kiss will be enough
Cause you are like a hurricane
Hurricane kicking OFFF

Matt Wills – Emily (Cigarettes & City Lights Album)

[Verse 1]
Lately, I’ve seen a different side of you, and darling
Maybe, all the things you put me through have you falling
Tore my heart and stole my ways
Sorry that I let you change

[Chorus]
My Emily, oh
My Emily, oh
You laid down your life for me
Turn down the lights suddenly
So I am the one you need
I’m tired of running

[Verse 2]
Lately, I’m sleeping less and drinking more than I used to
And me, you follow me too, and I wish that you never knew
You had a taste and now you’re always wanting more
She stole your heart and stole your ways
Sorry that I let you change

[Chorus]
My Emily, oh
My Emily, oh
You laid down your life for me
Turn down the lights suddenly
So I am the one you need
I’m tired of running
I’m tired of running

[Bridge]
I’ll never save you, I’ll never be your faith
This fucked up behaviour is something I can’t explain
Don’t mark my words now but trust me, I feel your pain
I love to see you, please be something more
Need your reflection and still feel secure
I wish that I had just waited my time
Nowadays, I hold you, I still watch you burn

[Chorus]
My Emily, oh
My Emily, oh
You laid down your life for me
Turn down the lights suddenly
So I am the one you need
I’m tired of running
‘Cause you are too good for me
I know that I’m too weak
Promise me when you leave
I’m tired of running
I’m tired of running

Lil Tracy – Drunk Punx (Life Of A Popstar Album)

[Intro]
I’m a punk star bitch I feel like Fish Narc

[Hook]
Drunk Punx 40oz on a Tuesday
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out
On the highway going fast with the roof down
Drunk Punx 40oz on a Tuesday
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out
On the highway going fast with the roof down

[Verse]
I’m good at being a bad boy
I’m a Goth Boi, I’m not a sad boy
Tattoos on my neck and my face too
Live life fast I wanna race you
Drunk Punx, I get fucked up
Maybe it was Tuesday, it was just us
It was just us
It was just us
Maybe it was Thursday, it was just us

[Hook]
Drunk Punx 40oz on a Tuesday
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out
On the highway going fast with the roof down
Drunk Punx 40oz on a Tuesday
I really liked you, but it was just a phase
Coming out when the moons out
On the highway going fast with the roof down

Lil Tracy – Hygiene (feat. Duwapkaine) (Life Of A Popstar Album)

[Intro: Lil Tracy]
Yea yea.. Yea yeah!
I got some big ass cojones
I got some big ass cojones
Yeahhh-yea-yea! Fucking this hoe in the shower
I got some big ass cojones come try me
Cojones, cojones, cojones!
I got some big ass cojones, yeahhh-yea-yea!

[Hook: Lil Tracy]
I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink

I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink

[Verse: 1 | Duwap Kaine]
My hunnids blue (yeah they blue)
And you know that (know that)
Ion’ even gotta show that (show that)
Foreign yeah I drove that (yeah I drove that)
All this cash yeah I stole that (I had to take that)

Cause I’m on that shit I’ma finesser
Get your bitch cause I’ma dress her
Get my money it’s on the dresser
Try this nigga you get wet up

Try this nigga you better vest up
Hit him one time now he gotta rest up
No I’m not no snitch, I’m not a confessor
I’m off all these drugs, I’ma party wrecker

[Hook: Lil Tracy]
I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink

I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink

[Verse: 2 | Lil Tracy]
Bitch I’m motherfucking don, I’m important
My bitch imported, yeah she foreignnn
I used to wait for the bus now I’m tourin’
Go head ask Tyra Banks my bitch a model yeah she gorgeous
That pussy is wet like a ocean I split it like Mosses
I am so deep in her body I feel like Osmosis
I wan’t her to carry my baby we don’t need a trojan
I might just bust in her pussy, and let it soakin’

[Outro Hook: Lil Tracy]
I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink

I’m fucking this hoe in the shower that’s hygiene
Boy I got big ass cojones don’t try me
We gon’ pull up like some jeans
Double cup this ain’t no tea
Ice in my mouth like celine
She gave me good brain I can’t think
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink
My hunnids blue and her pussy pink
And her pussy pink

Lil Tracy – Hennessy (Life Of A Popstar Album)

[Intro]
When I’m with your bitch you don’t exist, lil nigga
Running up the check I am a rich lil nigga
I am a rich so nigga
Sippin on Hennessy yuh
Countin’ them benjamins up
Count them up, count them up
I’m sippin on Hennessy
Tracy Tracy

[Chorus x2]
When I’m with your bitch you don’t exist, lil nigga
Running up the check I am a rich lil nigga
Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy
She give me neck like a guillotine
Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy
She give me neck like a guillotine

[Verse]
Sip the Hennessy straight
Stumbling outta the club
She bisexual, not straight
She eating some pussy and then give me face
Jealousy
I know that you’re hungry but don’t try to eat off my plate
Wait, hollup
Wait, hollup
Hennessy Hennessy po up
Pretty girl chose us
Left that pussy torn up
Booty so big I don’t think that it’s real
Gettin that money
I’m rocking designer and paying the bills

[Chorus]
When I’m with your bitch you don’t exist, lil nigga
Running up the check I am a rich lil nigga
Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy
She give me neck like a guillotine
Hennessy, Hennessy, Hennessy
She give me neck like a guillotine

[Hook]
When I’m with your bitch you don’t exist, lil nigga
Running up the check I am a rich lil nigga
I am a rich so nigga
Sippin on Hennessy yuh
Countin’ them benjamins up
Count them up count them up

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – No Deal feat. Blackodme (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Intro: Blacc Zacc]
Give a fuck about a deal
Trap nigga, for real
Nah, for real, for real

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real

[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
Fish tail off the lot
Broke my wrists in the pot
Nino Brown in the spot
So all that capping need to stop
Plug bringing in blocks
Plug bringing in bales
Foreign whip, V12
Got it all from a scale
Might sell a P with your hoe
I re’d up with the dope
Young nigga cut throat
Niggas still want smoke
I’m on the block with a bundle
Been going hard, ten summers
Ten summers, no fumble
Boy, my trap do numbers
Middle fingers to the labels
I got thirty-two flavors
Plug bringing in acres
Fuck a budget, I’m major
Designer on me, head to toe
Made a living out the bowl
Stick to the G code
Still repping for the four

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real

[Verse 2: BlackoDME]
I’m a trap nigga, for real
I be [?] wearing bales
You a rap nigga, for real
You be working on your skills
I be calling up Pedro, trying to work out a better deal
‘Cause I’m really trying to win
I’m just trying to see them M’s
Paper chasing, selling bales
I swear, that’s all a nigga know
I don’t never leave the house
Without the scale and my four
Watch out who you serving
You know these niggas be telling
Watch who you keep around you
You know these niggas really jealous
From the North to the [?]
All a nigga know are gold
I really got truckloads
I really met Pedro
Chopper black and I’ma split you
Eat you up like a Skittle
You look bitter, sour ass nigga
Yeah, they really know who winning

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real
Smoking cookie out the bag
Pouring drink out the seal
Give a fuck how you feel
Give a fuck ’bout a deal
I’m a trap nigga, for real
You a rap nigga, for real
That Dirty Money, I’m for real
Nah, for real, for real

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – Booked Up (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Intro: Blacc Zacc]
You know we gotta keep them sticks on us, nigga
Whole lot of money, whole lot of power, whole lot of respect
Dirty Money shit
Hoodrich shit

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
Money like Wells Fargo
Mad Max my father
I’ll put a price on your head
Now you finally got to move
Leave you bloody in the pool
Chopper kicked like, "ooh"
Pull up with it, the heat
Keep shooting, I don’t miss
Keep shooting till it click
This Hoodrich and Dirty shit
I’ll take a Sprite and pollute it
In the booth with a Uzi
Big bitch, big booty
A dirty hoe, she ruthless
I got a plug named Diego
Sell drugs and get pesos
Coke white like mayo
Purple Act in a [?]
Came from a bloody role
Four fingers, that’s a four
This Blacc Zacc from Diamond Road
And Hoodrich Pablo
I just sell a lot of dope
I love to [?] like a [?]
I love bags like the Hulk
Boom, you up, check the scope
Lemon drink in my Coke
Little sonny want smoke
Crack a seal, pour a four
Good cookies what we smoke

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Young nigga with a old rusty chopper
Glock with the 30 and the revolver
Selling the midget make my money taller
Married to money, got a ring, no altar
MONY POWR RSPT, circle full of bosses
Dirty Money, hundred dollar bill flossing
Call me PJ, I’ll be on jets often
I’ll ship that pack all the way to Boston
Louis V bag with that baby chopper
I got the babies, I put them in foster
Ice, ice, got the cake and the frosting
Designer all that I walk in
Fuck on that bitch, now she stalking
Hoodrich, bitch, we don’t do all that talking
Pull out that final sparky
Smoke on the wood like I’m Marlon
Young nigga pulling it throwing a party

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – Swerve (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem

[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
I keep a Glock to my team with the green bean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
I used to serve all the fiends butter
I used to trap right in front of momma
Dirty soda, but that clean lean
Sipping Hitech, no green green
Carbon 15 with a red beam
Smoking good cookie, no Blue Dream
You not a boss, you just playing like it
I fucked that bitch, now she think she wifey
I fucked that bitch on the back to wifey
I pray [?] be nothing like me
I took a bale and I move it
Dope boy, I’m influenced
Courtside with the jeweler
The plug talk, I speak fluent

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem

[Verse 2: Blacc Zacc]
MONY POWR RSPT
Might spend a hundred on a new [?]
This a real check
No SID VVS
Icy water wet
Could’ve went and bought a new Hellcat
Now my days all broke
Gotta hustle hard ’cause I ain’t going back
I was selling dope before rap
I turned the booth to the trap
I told my plug to double up
Took a few losses, then I ran it up
They used to look down, now a nigga up
Promethazine in my cup
Cookie black, got me stuck
Take a P-T and pour it up

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem
Soda dirty with that clean lean
MONY POWR RSPT the dream team
Dirty money, but them whips clean
I used to serve all the dope fiends
Smoke too much cookie, got no Dream
My bitch and my plug in the Philippines
I’m fresh and I’m clean like Listerine
I’m hoodrich like my nigga Keem

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – Dracos & Choppers (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Intro: Blacc Zacc]
You know we gotta keep them sticks on us, nigga
Whole lot of money, whole lot of power, whole lot of respect
Dirty Money shit
Hoodrich shit

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
Money like Wells Fargo
Mad Max my father
I’ll put a price on your head
Now you finally got to move
Leave you bloody in the pool
Chopper kicked like, "ooh"
Pull up with it, the heat
Keep shooting, I don’t miss
Keep shooting till it click
This Hoodrich and Dirty shit
I’ll take a Sprite and pollute it
In the booth with a Uzi
Big bitch, big booty
A dirty hoe, she ruthless
I got a plug named Diego
Sell drugs and get pesos
Coke white like mayo
Purple Act in a [?]
Came from a bloody role
Four fingers, that’s a four
This Blacc Zacc from Diamond Road
And Hoodrich Pablo
I just sell a lot of dope
I love to [?] like a [?]
I love bags like the Hulk
Boom, you up, check the scope
Lemon drink in my Coke
Little sonny want smoke
Crack a seal, pour a four
Good cookies what we smoke

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Young nigga with a old rusty chopper
Glock with the 30 and the revolver
Selling the midget make my money taller
Married to money, got a ring, no altar
MONY POWR RSPT, circle full of bosses
Dirty Money, hundred dollar bill flossing
Call me PJ, I’ll be on jets often
I’ll ship that pack all the way to Boston
Louis V bag with that baby chopper
I got the babies, I put them in foster
Ice, ice, got the cake and the frosting
Designer all that I walk in
Fuck on that bitch, now she stalking
Hoodrich, bitch, we don’t do all that talking
Pull out that final sparky
Smoke on the wood like I’m Marlon
Young nigga pulling it throwing a party

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Sending niggas to the doctor
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
We got them dracos and choppers
Keep shooting until tomorrow

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – Lose My Mind (feat. Money Man) (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Selling all these damn bricks, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time
Selling all these damn zips, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, then you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time

[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
Ain’t got no time, I’m impatient
For my neck and my bracelet
Slug [?] 31
Like I play for the Pacers
.223s, Reggie Miller
Stomp you in some Margielas
I got choppers, they’re metal
I ain’t worried ’bout my rebels
Basic bitch used to play me
Now I ball on the daily
And my bitches are dimes
But all my nines be my fragrance
I be styling and dripping
I be smoking and sipping
She be calling me, tripping
You watch your mouth, get some business
I got snow like Mount Everest
Got them cookies, my preference
[?] like the [?]
Got rich and they jealous
Get [?] from Benjis
And Ferraris and Bentleys
Gotta walk with extensions
‘Cause one day, they might tempt me
56 to a quarter-P
Young nigga got the recipe
Hundred rounds on the .223
Chopper kick like Bruce Lee
Chopper hit like Bruce Wayne
Oh, they mad ’cause I do my thing
JJ gone and still bring pain
Trapping the rap game, no Cain

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Selling all these damn bricks, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time
Selling all these damn zips, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, then you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time

[Verse 2: Money Man]
Wearing Margielas, stepping on a key
Roll up my sleeves, about to wear a P
He not the plug, who the fuck is he?
I got the trapping shit to a science
I just dropped this bill to the client
[?] plug at the [?]
J’s had them going along the tractor trailer
Just bought a couple drums for the haters
Walking dispensary, I got different flavors
I go to Cali, [?]
I go to Denver, girls, they gonna cater
I keep a chopper for niggas who crazy
I [?] nigga couldn’t save her
Unless y’all the fucking nigga like [?]
I brought the draco with me just to [?]
I could tell the wolves gone, had to eat them
These niggas petty, they ain’t trying to win
Should got a heart of OG Zen
That ain’t the money muddy, that’s a [?]
I’m a [?] nigga [?]
I turned like $50 cash into a M
He fuck around and I’ma shoot at him
They fuck around and I’ma shoot at them
Just hit the truck driver out west
Find me a great plug, I was blessed
My only goal was to get a check
Car had a sit-down with the connect
Secrets so low, you niggas can’t believe it
Just flew to San Fran for a meeting
Just so the dollar bill [?]
Just for some fire OG and a blunt

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Selling all these damn bricks, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time
Selling all these damn zips, I might lose my mind
Ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can’t sacrifice this shit, then you won’t need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist ’cause I don’t needs the time

Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Blacc Zacc – Trap Boo (Dirty Money Power Respec Album)

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what the gas do
Can keep you in Chanel, too
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what these bales do
I can keep you in Chanel, too

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Come here, baby, come and help me count this dirty money
I’m Hoodrich, I keep the Glock with the 30 on me
These niggas fake, these bitches phony, why they acting like they know me?
Drinking purple and yellow, Kobe, beat the trap down like Zaytoven
I got a badass bitch, she gon’ ride it like it’s stolen
Trap jumping all day and then I bust that pussy open
She love a hood a nigga, so I got that pussy soaking
She go get the bags for me, so I flew that bitch to Oakland

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what the gas do
Can keep you in Chanel, too
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what these bales do
I can keep you in Chanel, too

[Verse 2: Blacc Zacc]
You can be my trap bitch, trap shit
This ain’t just no rap, bitch
Can keep you in Chanel, Givenchy, and that YSL shit
I got a plug, for real
I got a deal on the drugs, for real
I keep a slug, for real
You will get killed, for real
For real, for real
I need a bitch that’s gon’ hustle
Cooking OG in the bubbles
She ain’t my bitch, but I love her
A godmother like [?]
But I can’t take her to Momma
I need a bitch that’s gon’ fly with me
Pour up and get high with me
Like Khaled, she the best
Came through pre-check with a whole fifty
I keep that Pole with me
I got some shit that’ll fuck up your nose with me
I’m talking big business
Nigga, I re’d up with a quarter-milli
Help me sell a bale so I know it’s real
And I’ma keep your wrist icy
Her swag kill like ISIS
And she a go-getter, that’s priceless

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what the gas do
Can keep you in Chanel, too
You can be my trap bitch
I need someone to trap with
Someone to flip these packs with
You can be my trap boo
Can show you what these bales do
I can keep you in Chanel, too

Saukrates – Rollin’ (feat. Masta Ace & O.C) (The Underground Tapes Remastered Reissue Album)

[Saukrates]
Ha, ha
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Ha, ha
Rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
[Hook – Saukrates]
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

[Masta Ace]
Yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks
It seems that life ain’t nuttin ‘but phat cars
And cream stacked two stories high
I wouldn’t wanna die, po broke and lonely
No joke I’m only a hop jump and skip from 30
Gotta get my hands dirty
If I wanna see cash thats gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
Yo where’s the math, gotta go for broke without a cast
Ain’t shit changed but nickels and dimes to G notes
We floats in flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
Crack makers never left the, neighbourhood
Cash rules everything except me
That’s what cream mean, it don’t rule the mind
On valentines day nigga, you still couldn’t find
The heart to try to step to, fuck wit
Mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin’ nigga and lets get
All this dough like Pillsbury and I still bury
Wack rappers, in 96 kid I feel very confident its my year too
And my tongue will tear you
Keep rollin’ in dough and son I hear you

[Hook]

[Saukrates]
(Make money) the slogan of ghetto dwellers in such
(Take money) the phrase of an organized bank rush
Sittin on top of the dome like Al Capone
Interceptin’ drug carriers and taking they home
Popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck
Solidify, your cash you’re the biggest guy
Got tooken out, the bitch caught a disease
Called the plague Saukrates, now who’s got the g’s
Desperado, get away cars hittin’ the throttle
Pinchin’ diamonds the size of the lotto
Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get
Come out, kickin’ Carlito cuz you can’t resist
In your world wife and kids become the minority
Cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority
On stage frontin’ as if the mic makes all your cream
But Father Time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
Cuz I did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
Realize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperate
They’d sell they mother for a seven digit figure
Dont you get it…

[Hook]

[O.C.]
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what’s up wit money over there
Whippin’ on the street like he just don’t care
He’s flambouyant see annoying
Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin’ all his life
Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!
Sellin’ drugs, you ain’t nuttin’ but a sucka, uh
Can’t free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy
Get shot street nigga forgot who was he
Hit it to put things in perspective
Do right, don’t defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested
Mastermind desgined you had thru a science giver
Mad man dreams of a major alliance
Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
Sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still
The wake up call, face off the jail bully
Takin’ your manhood, as thought you had a pussy
Come home seen your man, now the lies arise
Tellin’ your man you was fightin niggas twice your size
Your conscious is feelin’ it, sippin’ a brew
Two ways you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one
Mental swollen and your manhood stolen
Wrecked and got dugout for the price of rollin’

Saukrates – Suga Daddy (The Underground Tapes Remastered Reissue Album)

[CHORUS]
[Saukrates]
They used to call me local suga daddy, all that stuff
I was a cold motherfucker every woman would trust
Smooth rhymes overtime from dusk ’til dusk
‘Til one fine evening when I cold fucked up

[Saukrates] ("Michelle" on phone)
*** Phone Ringing ***
3 O’clock in the morning, who’s calling me?
Hello (yo)
This fucking streets getting all the ac-action
Don’t you give me what you can’t give back
So I give you something that you tend to consider the world
Or it’s cool that I’m your man
But hun, you were never my girl
Don’t get me wrong, I mean
People come together, we could roll as a team
It all depends on the weather
Show you love, felt you melt when I threw you a hug
I guess my raps to you is like salt to a slug
Taking it, brain by brain it ain’t all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the last measure
I’m taking you and your pleasure points
To the highest plateau, forever
Remember we first got together (yeah)
I took you home, now we long distance
I’m making you cum over the phone, phone
Your man thinks you tickle yourself the way you moan
With his ears to the bathroom door holding his dick
Like a dog holding his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth travelling (you’re crazy)
Like an ’86 Caprice Classic, spin
{Breath smelling, like I’m amaretto mixed with melon}
I ain’t telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the phone
Your toenails was looking psyched last time we performed (ha ha ha ha)
It was funny when you whispered rape into the mic with the audio on
Videotape
What the fuck, you was illing in the back of the truck
(Baby I still got the picture)
Cool darling keep them stuck
Ay ay, what ever happened between you and Simone
‘Cause I heard crazy shit about her
***call waiting beep***
Oh shit hold on

[CHORUS]
[Saukrates]
They used to call me local suga daddy, all that stuff
I was a cold motherfucker every woman would trust
Smooth rhymes overtime from dusk ’til dusk
‘Til one fine evening when I cold fucked up

[Saukrates] ("Michelle" on phone)
This fucking streets getting all the ac-action
You give me what you can’t give back
So I give you something that you tend to consider the world
Or it’s cool that I’m your man
But hun, you were never my girl
Don’t get me wrong, I mean, I mean
People come together, we could roll as a team
It all depends on the weather
Show you love, felt you melt when I threw you a hug
I guess my rap to you is like salt to a slug
Taking it, brain by brain it ain’t all the same
Giving you pleasure like Purple Rain, analyze to the next measure
I’m taking you and your pleasure points
To the highest plateau, forever
Remember we first got together
I took you home, now we long distance
I’m making you cum over the phone, phone
Your man thinks you tickle yourself the way you moan
With his ear to the bathroom door holding his dick
Like a dog hold his bone, call me Guilliver
Because my Earth is your skin, smooth travelling
Like an ’86 Caprice Classic, spin
Smelling, like I’m amaretto mixed with melon
I ain’t telling nobody how you gets when you gets on the phone
Your toenails was looking psyched last time we performed
It was funny when you whispered rape into the micro with the audio and
Videotape (nigga)
What the fuck, you was illing in the back of my truck
(Nigga you know who you talking to?)
Cool darling keep them stuck
Ay ay, what ever happened between you and Michelle
‘Cause I heard crazy shit about her
(Yo motherfucker this is Michelle bitch)
(What the fuck) What!
(You don’t even know who the fuck you’re talking to) oh oh
(Clicking the fucking line and not realizing that you’re talking to the same
Fucking girl you were talking to before BITCH) ah man, ah shit
(What the fuck, you don’t try to play me nigga)

[CHORUS]
[Saukrates]
They used to call me local suga daddy, all that stuff
I was a cold motherfucker every woman would trust
Smooth rhymes overtime from dusk ’til dusk
‘Til one fine evening when I cold fucked up

Saukrates – Bag Da Biscuit (Ain’t Nuttin’ But A….) (The Underground Tapes Remastered Reissue Album)

[Saukrates]
I’ll be your sugar daddy
Yo
"Party party"
Ca-ca-ca-ca-can you feel it? Nothing can save ya
From the money run, getting those papers
Or from catching the vapours
No chance for miss chances or mistakers
But you hun you get new ones
Checkin’ out the way you and your crew spun
Into the, spot I love a plot that unfolds in front of these eyes
I want ya, to relate to fake ’cause when I taunt ya
I’m leaving you with words that will haunt ya
Give me two minutes to get in it with a chick
I take two hours reaping the benefits
That’s for real (yo) so honey what’s the deal
Let me know if you ain’t feeling it
If you is then we four wheeling it
Plus, my dog’s got your girlfriend kicking her butt
"Party party"
Can you get down whether or not giving a fuck
Type of disposition to hop into the truck
Who knows with a little bit of luck
We might let each other get a taste or a touch

[CHORUS]
[Saukrates] (Female singers)
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"

[Saukrates]
Yo, I’m night dreaming of becoming a "party party"
I know sometimes it seems odd to ya
Why nigga’s always got to be starting up
Why them nigga’s always got to be parking up
But check it, I know I ain’t the first or the last
But your intuition is telling you to crash
I can feel it, I can feel it, I guess that’s why
We all in the whip feeling hippy hippy fly
We all in the whip feeling the natural high
When we get to my crib, we going to give this a try right
She said ‘nigga fly right, and we might’
Just put it down, all it takes is trust
I said ‘what?’ yes yes y’all, yiggy yes y’all
Waiting for the moment when I see your dress fall
If you’re wondering what’s happening next
Y’all it’s triple X-rated, take a guess
"Party party" y’all

[CHORUS]
[Saukrates] (Female singers)
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"

Life ain’t nothing but a "party party"
Bitches ain’t nothing but a "party party"
?Krunk beats be doing? "party party"
I love something just for the "party party"
We all got something for the "party party"
Life ain’t nothing but a "party party"
Bitches ain’t nothing but a "party party"
Tricks ain’t nothing but a "party party"

[CHORUS] x3
[Saukrates] (Female singers)
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"
You coming with us (he making a fuss)
So what, it’s nothing but a "party party"
You looking for love, but all you getting is lust
It ain’t nothing but a "party party"

"Party Party" *repeated*