[Intro] Cook that shit up Quay [Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez & Marlo] Tuesday to Thursday, watchin’ out for the hit So many up the road, some young jits Hood nigga, hide him in a convict Pay two hundred for a young bitch First stolen car, it’s stick shift Me and Lil Duke ain’t call no Lyft
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[Intro] Ayy, yeah Beat him up, give me that f**k ’em, ah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] Spent my life in the streets and I ain’t been bit yet Say I’m dumb ’cause I’ll come and kill for respect Real right street nigga, what the f**k do you expect? If I can’t
[Chorus: Peso Peso] I was trapping at the Harbour Glen I be drippin’, I be splashin’ when I start the Benz If you don’t die when we slide, you get shot again And I been trappin’ all night, I’m finna call it in In the hood sellin’ P’s, trappin’ with a TEC Pacific Ocean, I got water splashin’ on
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[Intro] Chophouze on the track Nigga, I’m hot, yeah IMixNation for real Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Hot, hot, nigga, I’m hot, yeah Hot like a pot, yeah Trap out the spot, yeah Play, you get popped, yeah Nigga, who shot ya? Uh Straight to the doctor, uh Give him somethin’ proper, uh Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
[Intro] Peace, peace, yo, it’s Westside Gunn, family (Uh-huh) Feel good tonight, man, I’m here, man, I came a long way for this Street Entertainment, man, F.N.I.C. (What up) Black Royalty, man (What up), Death Valley, man C’mon, man, nah mean, it’s our year, I’m on some ’08 shit, man This that feel good, right here [Verse] Calico M
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[Chorus] You goofy ass niggas better show me my respect I’m dranking on this yellow ’cause I ran out of the Tech A nigga want my jewelry, it’s okay, I got a TEC It’s roll bounce on my neck, roll bounce on my neck bitch Roll bounce on my neck bitch You pussy ass niggas
Play this song [Intro] Nico Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah The whole gang outside with it Haha, woah [Chorus] The whole gang outside with it (The whole gang outside with it) The whole gang outside with it (We outside, we outside) The whole gang outside with it (Woah, woah, yeah, yeah) The whole gang outside with it (You know
Play this song [Intro: Jeezy] Yeah, yeah, yeah Alright, alright 104 Oh yeah Yeah, what’s up? Uh, uh [Chorus: Ball Greezy] Oh yeah, why the nigga gun on him? Why his AK got a drum on it? Oh yeah, why the nigga still in the game? Why the nigga sell cocaine? Oh yeah, why you still sell crack? (Crack)
Play this song [Chorus] (808 my crew) You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy (Southside) You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy (Pyrex whipper) Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big
Play this song [Verse 1: NLE Choppa] Five-Five-Six, hit a nigga broad day Shoot him in the leg and I took off his face We ain’t doing no playing, we totin’ these Drac’s I catch him up in traffic, boost the murder rate Murder on my mind, I coming like Melly I pop me a
Play this song [Chorus: Wizkid] Act like you don’t know me Mi no lie I do this thing and I do this thing for real Mi no lie Got a couple girls and guys who could die for me Mi no lie Buss’ up the party and everything, doo, doo Mi no lie Call off
[Intro: 2Pac] This go out to C. Delores Tucker (God damn rap music I hate that) Bob dole (It’s just so violent and it destroys everybody) And everybody else who feels like uh (It makes the kids crazy) They stronger than the constitution (Kids kill people) Freedom of speech big baby (There’s cop haters) Freedom
[Intro] Yeah, uh [Verse 1] All the young’uns in my hood popping percs now Gettin’ high to get by, it’s gettin’ worse now You gotta tell ’em put them guns and the percs down Them new jails got ten yards in ’em and that’s your first down, uh And I ain’t come here to preach
[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah, drink this cum, bitch getting pumped (woo) Black bitch, Keke Palmer (black bitch) Yeah, pray for a lifetime when you bond us (SEX) Yeah yeah, real slow when I pump her (woo woo) [Chorus: Young Thug] Maserati coupe, it’s a sedan in the garage (skrrt) [?] all white gold, I’m no
[Intro: Drake & MATT OX] Yeah I’m workin’ on dyin’ [Chorus] I’m upset Fifty thousand on my head, it’s disrespect So offended that I had to double check I’ma always take the money over sex That’s why they need me out the way What you expect? [Verse 1] Got a lot of blood and it’s
[Intro] Ooh, you a fool for this one Yeah, this for them thug niggas, you heard me? (Oh) We all got them trials and tribulations (slatt) We all got a lotta niggas hatin’ But you know we gotta capitalize off that shit You hear me? (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) Bitch I really be rappin’, all
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(feat. The-Dream) [Hook: The Dream] Creep up on these niggas Creep up on these niggas Speak up on these niggas Speak up on a nigga Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything Go and make it bang, go and make it bang Gettin’ followed
[Intro] Everybody be askin’ me this Everybody be askin’ me that Why do they be questionin’ me? Like “Dex, where you from, bro?” (Y’all know where the fuck I am from, man) You know where the fuck I’m from (haha, let’s get it, man) Woo, esketit (DDB shit, man) [Verse 1] I’m smokin’ on Woods
[Hook x2] I run them bands up, nigga I got FnN too, nigga Pull up, Forgiato all black Mad truck, i don’t wonder we bust Nigga, flooded my Rollie We bust down Sit in the shot like a touch down Play with the gang It’s goin’ down I take the pound and I ship it
[Intro: Jada Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A. Fox] This money got you trippin’ Now what you gon’ do? Rob another goddamn bank What the fuck is y’all thinkin’? Hold up, we said once, Cleo To get enough change to get us up outta here And that’s all it is, Stoney We need some
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.] I never leave my brothers, I never hold out Always be thug, nigga never go south Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now Always shoot first when those shots go off Tell me that she love me, I already know now Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out Chop hold
[Chorus: YFN Lucci] Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man, yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains, yeah, aye Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on
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[Chorus: YFN Lucci] Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man, yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains, yeah, aye Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on
[Intro] Look what I get Look what I get for bein’ loyal Look what I get for bein’ real Look what I get for bein’ true Look what I get This what I get for lovin’ you This what I get for lovin’ you Look what I get for bein’ loyal Look what I get
[Intro: Quavo] Huncho, woo What time it is? eleven o’clock? Let’s roll [Chorus: Quavo] Flyin’ autopilot (woo), don’t need no stylist (no) Trappin’ while I’m driving (trappin’), park it on the island (skrrt) Stiffarm, Heisman (stiff), singing birds, Isleys (brrrt) I didn’t graduate but I know chemistry and science (whip it up) Park it, park
[Intro: A$AP Ferg] Yeah, rainbow shot my wrist Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist [Chorus: A$AP Ferg] Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist Call me Coach Cartier,
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Lyrics to ‘Welcome to the Booty Tape’ by Ugly God: –Intro: CUFBOY$ and CUFBOY$ Mom– So what’s your opinion on Ugly God, mom, a lot of people have wanted me to do that Thi-This, 2 videos we just saw? Yeah Oh, good luck to him, because whatever he made off that is not gonna be-
Lyrics to ‘Snakes’ by Phora: –Verse 1– Yeah, look This for all the times that they flexed on me All the times that they flexed on me All the times they wished death on me I should ride around with a TEC on me Ride around with a vest on me Ride around with a
Ah hah, yeah, yeah (Niico) [Chorus: Ziico Niico & French Montana] I slap her ass then I dab Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (the face) Then she get the bread at the trash (that’s the stash) Runnin’ to that bag (woah-woah) Me and
[Chorus: Ziico Niico & French Montana] I slap her ass then I dab Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (the face) Then she get the bread at the trash (that’s the stash) Runnin’ to that bag (woah-woah) Me and my niggas comin’ to that
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