Raw and uncut, it's the hit list, the hit list, the hit list.
On the meanest hour, we bringing it straight to you
from some of the hottest unsigned talents
from all over the world.
DJ please, pick up your phone, I'm on the request line.
First and foremost, before you start the second hour of the hit list,
I'd like to take some time out to thank you for your support
and thank you for tapping in.
If you heard the first hour, I hope you enjoyed it
because it was nothing but hits after hits from some of the hottest unsigned
talents from all over the world.
If you missed it, you're definitely going to want to double back to take a listen.
I appreciate all your support and I also want to give a big shout out
to my whole squad, all 13 stations.
I'm grateful for the platform and the opportunity that you've given me
to showcase some of the dopest unsigned talents out there making a lot of noise.
To all the artists that's featured on the hit list, I salute all your grinds.
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Y'all this is DJ Black Cube.
You're listening to the hit list on the meanest hours.
I'm going to feel too official.
No rest.
Run up on me.
You're going to take your last breath.
Speaking of gang, that's that for your health.
I don't want these niggas to get close to me.
And that gets me,got it?
Speak on the rel and I'm putting them on The heavyweight body just like I'm a monster
Remember those times I really was broke Girl outside tryna find me a scope
Had hard times it was moving slow You get the rich and I'm letting it blow
I do it for real Niggas be snakes and they know how to tell
Niggas they want my spot I'm knowing they will till I die
I'm up in the cell Chasing her back that's all I know
Chase it around like that bitch gotta tell You know me I'm tryna blow
Bitch why I'm living that we call it hell She can get wicked I know you can tell
Remember those times I ain't never had shit
Remember those times I'm tryna make my people rich
Remember those times Lil bitch I'm cold I'm too legit
Remember those times Remember those times
Remember those times I was stuck in my head Never was dumb bitch I know how to play
Demons on my back I'm tryna relax But they telling me go take a hit
Praise to the lord he got me in spec If he didn't watch me I would've been dead
I got some people that's dead And gone is fucking me up so I'm staying ahead
I got a case shit racks for me I'm blowing up it so I know you can see
I got some niggas that used to be by me Now I stay dolo chasing the cheese
Remember those times I was out all night Tryna think about life while I'm smoking on trees
Remember those times I was outside hanging with dudes
Thinking about what we gon' be Okay let's get it together
You down for me and I'm down for whatever We chasing the cheese we chasing the cheddar
Got diamonds on me bitch I'm changing the weather
You reaching my team bitch I'm busting your melons
Got 30 on me like my first name was Devin You fucking with that so I'm calling my steppers
I'm calling my steppers they ready whenever
Remember those times I ain't never had shit
Remember those times I'm tryna make my people rich
Remember those times I'm cold I'm cool legit
Remember those times I ain't never had shit
Remember those times I'm tryna make my people rich
Remember those times I'm cold I'm cool legit
Remember those times Remember those times
Remember those times I'm cold I'm cold legit
Remember those times I'm cold legit