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they say it's the rule of all evil but it ain't did nothing to it for the love of the money I'm
gonna keep hunting let my gun go loose man never be worried about no bitch because these
whole state too and I'm staying focused upon the wind can't focus on losing keep on foot in
front of the other can't let them see how you move even in the common situations all of my
niggas be foolin and we packing up kind of shit that you only see in them movies when they see me
when they draw hate trying to get to the money no fake hate but I see these niggas be the pure face
but I'm off chinning on the one time I'm chillin sipping on new state no brand-aid but man say
all of a sudden that tooley bussard leaving bitch niggas in harm's way every one of my days is a
long day but the money's strengthened in a long way to them niggas planned that I don't play this
ain't say a mad nard 2k and I ain't never gave a fuck what the niggas say we ain't talking about
money go the other way try to run it up and build up the same for my grind like a pitch a line hook
in the bay if you ain't talking money then I'm squinting up the topic take the price is right where
you can bid you up a profit I gotta give my money I ain't no longer stopping I got caught and hated
to try to knock it if you ain't talking money then I'm squinting up the topic take the price is right
where you can bid you up a profit I gotta give my money I ain't never gonna stop it I got caught and hated to try to knock it
I'm never gonna stop I'ma keep making my change ain't fuck with you suckers and lambs I'm really your
tanks vermin and stay in my lane I'm part of a game but I've been don't get in my reign the
three feet is typical slave when niggas has given up game gonna stop at the eight is a hoot and I
claim to your bitch and I pop you like Jane Galane you better believe I'ma give my money as best you
niggas go do the same military mind that when I be grinding you niggas can call me major pain
gotta stay focused so I can know this when the sunshine turn in the rain and I'm left all the way to
the back of you niggas is 20 years damn it way off alone in the jungle a rain of tanks only get
way more than sub pocket tape my hustle is chronically insane is up when it stuck when the profit
came I'm really you fake it's not the same but I put it in motion it slowly I'm pushing I'ma go to
the grave collecting these tokens I got that bitch on me in case you ain't know this teen I turn I'ma
keep the shit roll and keep up with these niggas they really butchered and I bend the shit like I
came out the curtain and let the shit blow our topic is flow trying to come take it it'll be the wrong
idea I got yogas to come in like ice is ain't gon stop nigga remain on top that's why I can play with
the price if you ain't talking money I'm switching up the top
my money
when you can bid you up a profit I gotta give my money I ain't gonna stop it
all
I guess they think I will stop the flow when I would get a little slower just because a nigga older
but then I know how about this mic control with night night explode no opposition is over
give it a couple chances not even complicated to get with the niggas and finish them up and
now I'm in there then my skills so sharp I decapitate them snapping who niggas are
part I eradicate them live it go gladiator we major great a catch up and hit them be
later I'm really hoping they know don't give a fuck about the foot you can't do nothing
with bones you're the one that can lie with us leave it alone you're way about the elite
you need to follow my lead everybody say they legendary I don't believe some of y'all ain't
even necessary I'm a relief these niggas are removed from among the elite tell them they
fucking with the killer when I pick up a mic I'm like commit a crime and put them five
cents to dip I'm really devout and once I get that you mind I'm like an S. O. Highland
top of the line the best they come and so ready when they come for her slow with the
gun poor they really want to go for they bark loud make no noise I'm making work for
get it up niggas like a whole boy I'm back again but the end with the rhythm no slow
in there no turning down full speed no breaks I'm coming with the crowd I'm going in
because I'm a head with the better the pain no stopping now gotta take it to the limit
no coming down I'm back again but the end with the rhythm no slow in there no turning
down full speed no breaks I'm coming with the crowd I'm going in because I'm a head
with the better the pain no stopping now gotta take it to the limit no coming down
this is all the slower down I'm just warming up got a killer when I'm in it what we chopped
it up when I the loose ain't no stop I need it that's a watch it's a watch it's a watch
is done a quick shot way to get going over this is always a a loss I quit myself we don't
have time to practice we fly the way we lost ourselves look at me look at me don't take
that he said bullshit because I though if we never missed tonight if we they don't
They ain't really nothing to it, give me a bit like me
Couldn't match my speed, I'm a fire homie
Burn it down with these, now stop too hot
Fit it down with the team, just back on the desk
Get broken in pieces, when I run up on you
But there's other holes to pour, they be licking the weeds
And when they hit the destroyer, all I miss you
When I dip, I'm a missin' if you dribble
When I'm on the block, body bags on field
Oh boy, I'm back again, better hit em with the
Let them know so when they're on board
No turning down full speed, no brakes
I'm filled with the crowd, oh boy
I'm going in, cause I may have with the pat on the back
Oh boy, no stopping down, better take it to the limits
No coming down, oh boy
I'm back again, better hit em with the
Let them know so when they're on board
No turning down full speed, no brakes
I'm filled with the crowd, oh boy
I'm going in, cause I may have with the pat on the back
Oh boy, no stopping down, better take it to the limits
No coming down
Yo, yo, it's Dead Eyes on the Hit List
You're now listening to Distractions
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Uh huh
Distractions
Don't get rid of this, don't get rid of it one time like this
Yo, don't wanna be the beginners
Constance, surprise, it set up on my horizons
Causing me to realize, to realize with my real eyes
Like what is it I'm searching for? Will I ever find it?
I'm striving, complying, with hustling and surviving
I'm thriving for my, but attracting by the distractions
At the same time, my faith working in the old of the fascist
Then I'm blasted by the strasses of addictive behavior patterns
That'll take you to the knees of sadness surrounded by drug reactions
With cigarettes, weed, liquor, and that ecstasy
Having niggas show it to my stuff and the bitch don't wanna get away from me
Beautiful Ebony, ivory, tryin' me with bribery
Holding me back from being what I'm tryin' to be all I could be
Sort of like the past, history of the politically corrected
Fucked it, at the whole, it corrupted in my trickery
Love, company ain't the type of nigga known for bluffin'
Ain't no motherfuckin' judging me, I'll forever be steppin' on whatever's driving me
Distracted, distracted, distracted
In the nights, I'm realizing, recognizing myself
On the mirror, between feeling yourself
My thoughts, my wisdom, my feelings, my health
Put my past back on the shelf, move with the call that's dealt
I'm a mix to know myself, meditation is still
But distraction, pullin' me back, what am I supposed to do?
Tryin' to be focused, feelin' confused, now what I'm makin' through
Right away, faith in Him and the truth, just singin' they you, tryin' to be like you
But it's all a bad comma, nigga listen to your mama
Make your own steps, cause it's like when it's dead
And I bet there's a reason why they ain't teachin' the secrets
Pick up them books and read it, cause now that you gon' need it
American runs on Eden, the government gotta dreamin', keep dreamin'
Only chosen once will see the meaning, in a minute believe it
Be what you want to be, only God can judge
They would try to distract, but if the fact is all about us, it's all about us, it's all about us
Distraction, distraction, distracted
They label us for the title, so just be the idol
But what the fuck do I know, is it really on the Bible?
And it takes me to the high roads, when I'm searching for the right flow
Meditation takes me to the rules, I'm a personal survival
Ridin' with my eyes closed, my life is on the right road
Now thinkin' about the haters, motivation to chase the paper
Them haters hatin', but they ain't stoppin', I'm on the face, we can't stop
We steady tastein' our dreamin', stackin' the cream until we're on top
On top of the world, nigga fuck the world, don't ask for shit, cause life's a bitch
But if I switch my way of thinking, I get what I want, I get what I get
We can get what the program, they ain't tryna give you shit
Then I'ma keep on keepin' on until I'm too legit to quit
The minute that you're legit, they gon' try to get you hit
But I'ma stay protected and stay blessed with a fully loaded clip
Dead eyes can see the future, my eyes is like a voucher
In this culture, I can never let my actions get distracted
But the fact that the soul and the soul are soul
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Let's get it!
If you wanna get it, let me rephrase that you got work your wrist and learn to flip it.
Remember days when I was stuck on my mama's couch, got off my a**, had to take a different
route.
Then you can catch a boy riding with the swangers out, boy still pouting, I can see they got
that sound out, I don't throw shade, I sound like those a** and I call it out, on my boss
that's on your vest.
If I'm cashing out, try flyin' the blink of an eye, that's why I'm on tunnel vision,
put line in the mud and tell my real a** to make a decision, I feel like it's time,
in the time is now, you can struggle for too long, time to stack that paper right now.
I'm on the edge of the road, I'm on the edge of the road, I'm on the edge of the road,
I'm on the edge of the road, I'm on the edge of the road, if you want to, you can,
you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you can, you Crist happiness throughout the night.
I need a night, I need a night, I need whatever I want, I need a fire
I need a fire to get something tomorrow, I need a fire
I need something for what's gonna need, I need to get rid of love, say it's whatever
Real speed
This is real life, don't catch a slug from the sawdough
Hope it dyes games, niggas dying like takeoff
Gonna stand back, the lil' jet about to take off
Get too close and it'll melt your damn face off
Now what's all that chatter about?
Keep runnin' your lips and I'ma put the gun in your mouth
My niggas is convicts, that's what you worried about
Not the fact, which hop you up and put you under the house
I'm the shit like Manua, came straight from the sewage
I ain't no disme, black house right here for the world to see
And the rest keep praying on they rosarine
I'm out here making moves on the cars and daily
We known the bar hard, I was in the grade
I'm out collecting debts, fuck you pay
Hello, my name is and I ain't talking shades
Don't come around here
A place that you need not go
The project's fiends in Lucy stores
Where we hustled then we hustled some more
The place that we call home
A place that you need not go
The project's fiends in Lucy stores
Where we hustled then we hustled some more
The place that we call home
To the tip, gymnastics, how we're balancing that triple beam
Shit, cause a life ain't never what it seems, don't wanna hear shit from none of y'all
Never intervene, y'all can tell I'm different from the rest
That's why I'm president, no niggas whose face is sitting sideways
Doc had to wire him up like Kanye
That's just part of the game you choose to play
Now back to this hood shit that's getting his pay
Get the fuck out my way and cut the check loose
Billionaire boss talk, y'all know how to do it
Park has always been fat like Bruce Bruce
We're hustling as long as I fucking do
How here we do capers, call it favors for favors
And kick back and make sure we count our capers
Ain't no going back, what's done is done
The world don't look the same from where we stand from
A place that you need not go
The project's fiends in Lucy stores
Where we hustled then we hustled some more
The place that we call home
Welcome to the hood where you can get shot, stabbed, blocked
The jab full time class in the kitchen, I can make magic
Turn glass into chicken, 730 to 730
A couple blocks hitting
Vision out west my hood, need I mention
You can live or die here, we moving solids
Most of the stuff the boys resort to
The project's fiends in Lucy stores
Where we hustled then we hustled some more
The place that we call home
Most of the stuff the boys resort to
The violets, nigga get shot
Everyday where I'm from
Snot nose broke down, buddy got a gun
Pry heavy lost one to him
My godfather so yes I'm godson
Where you even think the name champ come from
Welcome to the hood where everything goes
You can get rich from selling snow
We're selling hoes, but funny money
I John Doe, you're fucking so
100,000 off a hoes
Shit here we go, open up spots
I said two but I face po
Hood politics, shit we winning
Niggas check the scope in a trap post
Lock the door, do them in, grip the pole
Respect the home, but we wreck the flow
Plus the kitchen stoves, fool's finnin'
We're selling nothing easy, but we winning, though
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I just turned down the distribution deal
They offer 20k on my little brother
Grave in these streets I can make that anything
I'm one of them featured artist that get paid for verses
Satisfaction guarantee
That skinny one who made a perto
By now you heard of me two men rhymes
Don't be nursery
Steady killing these rappers
I put careers in infirmary
Kept in my rhymes to Amazon promise
Turing me to the next level
To the next level
No one can tell me what's going on
It's the Amazon Prime is currently traveling across the country right now in Germany
Why do these orders beat they can't a hard as me, fuck wrong with niggas
Payment gotta be received in order for me to joke on a song with niggas
Two times convicted but I got three Ks, I don't hit a long with niggas
And then stringer stay on the trigger, banana clip look like a pit cop
I got a drum that like to get his roll on, that bitch your pic time
Bullets sent through suburbans to get you sent to a surgeon
In the dirt I leave behind my lawyer clean up like the surgeon
Your spring king I came a long way from being the surgeon, I'm the truth
In my own lane I don't dig right like these orders do, them niggas green
It's giving Oscar the grash, my music is garbage too, these rappers trash
My name rain Bayers I don't have to get introduced
I spit fire, sip a fire extinguisher gotta be near when I'm in the booth, bitch
I hear the motherfucking lies y'all be telling yo
False advertisement is why your music ain't selling no
Get out of line with me you'll see why I'm a felon bro
78744 rap is still toe stepping in my gel and toe
Bitch watch how you talk to me, I'm not your baby's daddy
I'm from Duff, I do not fall in love, I do these ladies bad
But if the woman you got as my type I just might make you come about for
After I give her some of this pipe you got damn right, you know I'm a toast
Why do these orders beat, they can't they hoard as me, fuck wrong with niggas
Payment gotta be received in order for me to jump on a song with niggas
Two times from fictin but I got three K's, I don't get along with niggas
In that stringer stay on the trigger, banana clip look like a pit cop
I got a drum that like to get his roll on, that bitch your pic time
Bullets sent through suburbans that get you sent to a surgeon
In the dirt I leave behind my lawyer clean up like the surgeon
Door spring king I came a long way from being a surgeon
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Bullets sent through suburbans that get you sent to a surgeon
Any day, any day, any day, any day
Door spring king I came a long way from being a surgeon
To me
I'm not the best at anything, I'm not, I'm not gifted
I feel like the man of the year was poppin my nigga been up in the bed
It took me a lot to get hit, I loosened the chains in my mind in my bed
Focus on raising my spirit without interference my message was said
I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to slap me a nigga that tried to play me like a dummy
You funny, don't get it, I made me right at your finish, no capping, I'm winning, they mad but I'm chillin
Niggas won't smoke in the net when you try to pull up now they had in their hands
All of my haters is fans, all of my haters is fans
I feel like the man of the year was poppin my nigga been up in the bed
It took me a lot to get hit, I loosened the chains in my mind in my bed
Focus on raising my spirit without interference my message was said
I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to slap me a nigga that tried to play me like a dummy
I am the BVP, black valuable person, haters gon' hate I the way they're so cursing
That's how it's a family, investing some churches, like me the Oprah the green is reverse
And the old, they just reckon they're perfect, really they done know I planned what fuck it
I believed you would hint better, write all your verses, nigga I'm GUS
Call me Gus, get the stuff in the work and coulda been helping me out but I surfed
Without your help you was nervous, not a gain, red flag, you worth this
I don't need you in my life while I'm working, powering up God complex, urge and go with the Hanuman piece like a surgeon
Put you together and shoot you with an urge
I feel like the man of the year was poppin my nigga been up in the bed
It took me a lot to get hit, I loosened the chains in my mind in my bed
Focus on raising my spirit without interference my message was said
I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to, love
I had to vent, going at the mirror I'm talkin' to him
What you should say so I gave her a 10 on a petty scale
Now no money to win so I'm treating the bitch like it's needed with sense
I'm the man of the year, I been plundering the way, ain't no hope, gon' stop on my flow in the end
I'm charging up business to come back again, yeah
They say I be trippin', it's just my ambition, they fallin' off nigga
I'm killin' they up in they feelings, I'm tryna make millions
I'm stackin' his money to chillin' and chillin'
The top of the morning is time to go get it
They talkin', I live it, I'm workin', they shitin', I'm waitin' on those shit
They throw me that kitty, it took me a while, but I'm finally livin'
I feel like the man of the year was poppin' my nigga been up in the field
It took me a lot to get hit, I loosened the chains in my mind in my bed
Focus on raising my spirit without interference my message was said
I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to, love
What the fuck?
I've been through, I've been doin' this all along
Baby, girl, did you grab my hand and I'ma never do it wrong
Baby, would you lie for me, would you die for me, would you ride for me, would you slide for me?
Yeah, yeah
Baby, would you ride for me, would you die for me, would you slide for me, would you lie for me?
Haven't been home again in so long, so long
When I get back, you know I'm too old
No, but Kate, but I got this two-tone, my car still got this room
I might do some shit that you want, and I think I know some shit that you don't
I call the ladies, he gon' still come, still come
We pour a cup, so put that real rum, real rum
We get to banging like a steel drum, steel drum
How's it get me brave, but I still feel dumb
You know I'ma go and get it, but her, I go cold and thin it
I'm goin' full older women, and no, I'm a pull of jetties
I'm tryin' to get bigger, I've been so busy with my dow
Gotta get back to the fancy, I'ma get it till I fall
I know this life I live is wrong, I'm a savage in this zone
They gon' hate me till I'm gone, I invest it in myself
I'm tryin' to play the hand I dealt, I never needed no one's help
Now I can do this on my own, you don't know me and I don't know you
So can you please askin' me what I did do and what I didn't do
And assuming what I've been through, I've been doing this all along
Baby, girl, did you grab my hand and I'ma never do you wrong
Baby, would you laugh at me, would you die for me, would you rap for me, would you slide for me
Yeah, yeah
Baby, would you rap for me, would you die for me, would you slide for me, would you laugh at me
I've been doin' this shit alone for a long time
Cause I've been doing women wrong for a long time
I've made the face my prior to fear, so I'm hangin' up the phone line
Cause I don't know you girl, you might just call it one time
Slide with me, ride with me, but would you lie with me
Get on the stand, raise your hand, testify with me
Don't even know you, but I'ma track that man
Don't know if you got extra luggage, that your baggage claim
Why are you grilling me, I need love
Women put you through misery, I need hugs
Need you matching my energy, watchin' my enemies
She ask me, did I do what they say, that's it
You don't know me and I don't know you
So can you please not askin' me what I did do and what I didn't do
And assuming what I've been through, I've been doin' this all alone
Baby, girl, dig out my head and I'ma never do your own
Baby, would you laugh at me, would you die for me, would you ride for me, would you slide for me
Yeah, yeah
Baby, would you rap for me, would you die for me, would you slide for me, would you lie for me
Would you ride for me, would you ride for me, would you slide for me
Would you lie for me, would you lie for me, would you ride for me
You ride for me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Only when I'm just the last one out, you can't see
And if I don't manage to change you, you'll sleep
I think I'm tired of you got it all on tonight
In the streets I'm really steppin'
Is it that you gon' fuck with me, be loyal on my lesson
Cause I've been through this before and I don't got no time for stress
No time to stress, if you close that door and we leave off with attention
And chop a quick lick, we banning, hoes on my line on bram sentin'
Bro, warn the bitch, don't give her a man, don't talk about her, don't be feelin' my tension
I'll be feelin' in my mind, just body's I'm catchin'
I'm too deep, the streets are tattered, they gon' killin' me, made that catch fly
I'm not off of this body with fractions
Did I'm bad, not just start laughing, my life a movie, I'm used to the tragic
Must I doubt, these problems fantastic, these niggas be fake, it's something like some plastic
I'm up a pill and I feel like a ladder, baby, y'all come hard, I'm sad
My back to niggas' style, hop in the V, we mob no taxis
We grind on taxes, you be thuggin' hard for real
How you do it, they ask, from this life when you grind me in, it's gon' just hop in the backseat
Tax and risks, jail, tax and relations, I know it's not healthy, niggas steady finesse me on my spot
That's why I ain't friend, not for real this shit be deadly, my niggas think me unbreath free mad
I was in the right right so my son conversin' and had an author for them
And the black was taking the fin, had that file in case he ten
I don't speak on the off cause many, I will for real shit pretty pain
Working on myself, don't spare no off, they all get bailed
And I know if I get that time, I'm gon' do it by myself
It's crazy, you want me around now back, then I need it, yo
I'm her in the one that really love me, I'm gon' end up by myself
Fuck off, we slide and turn me up in the V, we mod, we lookin' for what's on the been out the hide
Narsha, I'm being them cars, I'm sorry, we on that option, crash to park
Lookin' for how I stay outside hardly, lookin' for Gina like I'm more
I'm gon' hit point, I'm on my target, I'm on T, I'm chillin' root, time's staring out the view
Got that dope in my lungs, I swear to God this ain't no glue
Do anything, my brother, I don't shoot through on time, they lookin' me full
Then I can't play for none, I'm gon' to grab my Glock and grab that too, they grab that too
Break it off, another hot, explosive mess
You are tapped into the hit list on the meanest hour
Double D, where I name hope, let me run it down the line
You hit a mistake, who's the best, who's the worst in this here at game
For those that claim to be the best, I tear him out the frame
I'm representing puttin' queens on the map, devil's rings with some baggy jeans
When the rap come up with a style, they coverse attack
But treat me like no lame, I've been in this game for a while
I seen the lie to come, I seen the lie to go
I seen the lie to break, I seen the lie to blow
It's a trick to see and then let slip
Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here
You know even though to have all my booze, you be talkin' what you talkin'
And you act like you do, you're set
You've got the crust on line and hit the board, a healthy fam, star attack
And the sun was acting out of order
Put on your leather gloves and hat to get your bitchin' batch
And get the gats, just in case we take it to the stats
The Lexco's the penis and the Benz, to all of my ladies and my men
And all of my people's in the pen
My man, keep your head up, and to the hoods
East Coast, West Coast, so where a why?
Ain't nothin' wrong with Bumper No La
And if you with me, let me hear you say RIDE
Now a day
Cones be frontin' like they ill, that bustin' cash ain't got a m-
The damn thing to do with school skills, recognize what you frontin' for
I know you're sharp, you never hit a block before
Or you're just another in the race
Fakin' jacks, takin' up space
To me, you're nothin' but the needle in the haystack
Listen kid, I've been doin' this here the way it's back
In the day, ace do straight
At the best, up as M-B-R-A
Who's the best or what the best to come testin' me?
So I can release some stress from my test jeans
Is you down to go pound for pound?
Toe to toe, bo bo bo, pound for pound
I'm wonderin' cause I bring the thunder in the rain
Claws and cunt, you into your rain
It's the next coups, the beam is in the fence
And all of my ladies in my fence
And all of my peoples in the fence
Keep your head up into the halls
East Coast, West Coast, so where a why?
Ain't nothin' wrong with Bumper No La
And if you with me, let me hear you say RIDE
Slave, plan, difference, my ass is to carry home
Drop my dog, I'ma throw it in the bone
Rude, lonely life, my friends own
I ain't in the studio, trapped in the zone
Track Sony, little check solo
Check Tony, do they flip solo?
I lookin' like we on, we on, we on, we on
We on, we on, we on
Another more, I think about it, a n***a shoulda been on
PZ just gave me the track for A to get on
PZ for a n***a like me to get my lid on
Talking greedy to these b***s to get their heads on
Leave me tryna get that scale to put the weight on
Leave me to fall off just to talk their jaws off
And I still got the pumps all off, knockin' drawers off
Bodies just hard off, depth to all y'all
I'm tryna show you that we really on
Tryna slip champagne, we're the real dogs
I'm tryna show you that we really poppin' in the buddy
Out here, stoppin' all you need, window shopping
Big dreams, big bloods and rolls
I know how this goes
Around here, this time I was told
Right here, senses keep me on my toes
And y'all can see by the way that my truth be
If man with the style was speaking
Baby, I'm off soon as I catch a reason
Cause I'm on these all, we're the key
This is my day since I came home
Chama dog, I'ma throw you here, boom
There's only light, there's only
Mysterio, trap in the door
Check something, we're the check solo
Check Tony, could it flex solo?
Lookin' like we on, we on, we on
We on, we on, we on
Fuddy is the best that you love me
Is your answer, responses like that
You can wait at me like cancer
Mirrors of the past, I constantly thrown up in my face
Oh girl, I tell you that I'm sorry, but you're still on my case
I call you up and say I love you, yo
There's no other but you ride me up and down
Just like a rollercoaster, don't you sense this?
Oh right, I pass, I'm not with it
This is where I get off, so people get it
His roses, his wine, and candy
Can't hold you for a while, but yet you still trying this me
Cause that's the style, my style is having you girl
Swaying and hugging, when coupled with a quiet storm
You're still funnin' me, just to take it out
Get busy doin' something, yo
Tell me something good for a change, stop frontin'
Got your love, you get it
Time and time again, I did everything to make your mind
Yo, your body provided the rhythm, well I provided the rhymes
Tend away with your reputation, you've returned yourself to space
Treated you like my equal, now like those others who kept you in check
All the letters, gold chains, all to keep you satisfied
Anything that you wanted, certainly I would provide
Endless loss, brought you happiness, gave me pleasure
Once a gold mine of love, is now a something treasure
I really couldn't stand it, cause you took my love for granted
Only those are the epa-plugs, but you became the bandit
Your blazing love of mine, you went to a little slope
Furn with all the spells from Larry Loving to the joke
Your friends sent you to me, cause you were afraid of getting hurt
Is that the real reason that you drink me like a jerk vow?
Now we hit together, tell me what's on your mind
That's a kiss or be dismissed, because I'm tired of what's my time so
You're in a bang, bro, but I mix with the mad man, DJ Murat
Sweb old DJ
You want that you bring my style, you back to my safe, oh safe, bro
No elementary school round playing, now the 5-double deal
Number 5-double zero, all the real feel
I'm on the level, stay in yellow, no criticism from the fellows
Hello, B&T during the hot speed, but they don't have the bp
I'm DJ through that little a-p
Like nightclub, I drop fever, so either put your father
Or if you got sleep, it's like fever, cause see ya
Hope you slip all day, you're home and bought big triggies with pretty little paws
I got five on the Hennessy Seagrams, so gorgeous
Cause this is how we do it like my tell George
I'm from the Oakland city, bring me the Izzacona
I'm blowing it up like a fly
Put your feet with my fin, that's the blue whip in
My nose is near your throat, or something right is bought
Most ZZags believe that, don't know where you from
Oakland smoke, in the tips to crack the chest plate
Zips be so fluffy, the whole town love it
At every event, I'm stacked up, so if you need this ring, come along with us
I got five on the Johnny's Club, your boy's asking you
I got five on the New England in the week
I got five on the Johnny's Club, you suck it, no come back
I got five on the New England, you suck it, no come back
In the morning, without giving you half of my dough
And even worse, if I was broke, would you want me?
If I couldn't get you by the things like all of them
Don't they think you're careful, would you still roll?
You took and see the sun, I didn't open sure what I'd land
Would you ride that, if I wasn't driving
Or I wasn't, hey, taken by the neighborhood
Would you come around me, or would you clown me?
If I couldn't flow, futuristic, would you?
Would you too, then, show my world, what's it, could you?
You're self-witted, who, we're in heart of the 95
You're 10 to 6, 2 and chop to some 5-4
Do you eat a mo'lough, where you can shop into the mo'lough?
Pack, take your friends, what a torture
You couldn't see yourself waiting
When there's no, it's no, if you girl, if it's so
Yo, can I get a work, work, just chicken from all of my cubs?
Who don't love dough, they get no dough
Can I get a, a chicken salad from love of my ladies?
Who don't got dough, for players without dough?
Can I get a work, work, just chicken from all of my cubs?
Who don't love dough, they get no dough
Can I get a, a chicken salad from love of my ladies?
Who don't got dough, for players without dough?
Can I get a dance with you?
Can you, can you, can you, can you dance with me?
Can you, can you, can you dance with me?
You ain't gotta be rich, but won't care
Won't give a damn on your horseback
But why put this on your horseback?
Can you afford it?
My hell is bad when it's never going
And bitch, it makes me someone
Not the forcing and the running
You got nothing, baby, break better
Get up, get out and get something
Not like a lot of the bottle
Alizane rock, late nights can't do that
Then I get a, get it up, I put it down
Every time it popper, huh, I got the snapper
Let it go, then I rock it, feel it juice
Then I got you, then you produce a rock
I let you meet mama and introduce you to Papa Mike
Remains in the Gucci name
Never test my patience, sweetie
I'm high, ain't high class
You ain't rollin' by head
Sippy Wayne, holding out that show
Can I get a walk, walk, dance, one
From all of my jobs, who don't love though
They get no dough
And I get up, if you can sell it
From all of my niggas to no god, no
For players without dough
Can I get a walk, walk, dance, one
From all of my jobs, who don't love though
They get no dough
And I get up, if you can sell it
From all of my niggas to no god, no
For players without dough
It was once said by a man who couldn't quake
Dark man, please, can I have another hey?
The door's man sang, yeah, clock for a woman
If you know it, come here and do me a favor
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her
Push her, then cash in, nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the gang
Your brother livin' dumb, boss, playing in can
Go around his niggas for TK habit
Girls on his jack-of-op, 24-7
Don't live long, just keep on waitin'
Dope man dies, cause he had prejudice
Livin' in California, C-A
Three with the jeff, cause the police ruled the rain
To be a dope man, it's a life of grief
To the best days, on the first and 15
Got a lot of money, nothin' less than a 20
Yo, you want a five, all the dope man's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't get high, off your own supply
From a key to a tier, it's all about money
10 fees, 410, bass pipe, on screen
And people off, pair of 9, hip to the party
If you see somebody getting money for crack, be a dope man
Dope man, dope man
Hey man, in your head
Dope man, dope man
Boy, you need to quit
Dope man, dope man
You okay, anyway?
Dope man, dope man
As long as he gets paid
Yo man, you happen to JD the other night
Yo, I already got locked up with some of that stuff, man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, now I think you're doin' about 10 or 20
I told that brother, I was workin' to post on me
You're a bad individual, that's a bad way to stack man's fingers
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of shit down there, baby
Still going, nothing outlasts
Did you like it?
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of shit down there, baby
They keep going, and going
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of shit down there, baby
So when you flip in these flip-flips, clip in, then they rely on the trigger
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of shit down there, baby
Let me just hit you warm, hit up
With your rim, I still sing like opera
And open your mouth and head like a doctor
Do what you got, sir
Holding it down for New York City
We'll blow back your whole rap committee
I'll score nine, make you wanna be hard rock
Mova and mova
We're in your trigger finger maneuver
Deep eschatistic
For these beef and fluggers, cuckoo, chill
Really tell who's your motherfuckin'
You gon' need protection with flexin'
Word to mother, I'm the reflection
I'm my deceit rubber, flows up and I'm on full
Keepin' your home slippin' up, on smoking you to a full
I'm gonna throw a dime of full full
Hot colors to North Pole
And I'll be beggin' in the team in a crackin' Ukrainian Miss Love fame in a bag
The hell still hit us
Fire restored, fire in on
Fuck, gunner
The type of individuals that smoke trees and pour mad liquor
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of titan up your whole mouth
Peace if your talk is slicker
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of liquor
Get your crew, bring up your pistol
My still thinker
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of liquor
See we appeal to those that bill
Cuz we see the big picture
Fuck, gunner, that's the type of liquor
Get your crew, bring up your pistol
With those East Coast girls packin' that blue stick
They love they shorties rockin' with their eyes and hair ripped
Big up, the brows built, big up the jerse
The moot was lovin' I rise from respect to these
No, I stay hungry from the other side of the hunting water
I just put the daughter on some off-pounds
The type of order
The daughter charged piss to me
So if somethin' decent
Now find me wildin' at the 54th pre-fund
I put the big, big braids that with no thud
It's out of full of heists, it's with Joe Ruck
Put in plugs and fake thugs hollerin' street
I'm never live or lie, and two hours asleep
Walk around like they rockin'
Stacks of boom-bat, and I know you don't want it
I'm a wild, the one who cracked the heiny twist of dutch
My type of dutch just stays out of the house
I just fit my shoes, close your eyes and get up in here
And picture how it feels to be a king for a minute
Now feel it, Porsche's business, pounds is endless
It's never hard to tell who my cool trims and menses
Layers, Pepsi and dimes all around
Brush your tie and suits cut and shines by the pound
I'm down for your crew to come to my crib and play
Wake up and fly to Cancun the next day
I'm few, my jet, you can go and get your flan
No need for luck, a drink and shop when we land in this era
There's no half-steppin' in my circle
Try to get out that, I doubt that I hurt you
Player haters linger, these passive all-swinger
Staring at my grandmother's ring on my finger
Black tie and fair, my suit, no need to get it
I can rock my trismy to be the player most sweat it
So dead it, let it go, my nose long as swinger
More ice on my watch than in your block on December
Here we go, consolence, quick and take your honey
On the trip around the world to spin this nigga money
You can stop the rain, you can stop the rain
When it starts to fall, when it starts to fall
So let's go and play, and we won't have to wait
You can stop the rain, you can stop the rain
You can't stop, you can't stop, you can't stop
You can't stop, you can't stop
I can rock my trismy to be the player most sweat it
So dead it, let it go, my nose long as swinger
So let's go and play, and we won't have to wait
You can't stop, you can't stop, you can't stop
You can't stop, you can't stop
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop in that heat
Drop, drop, drop, drop in that heat
On the turntable
DJ!
Man, man, move out!
Move out!
Now, now, before we do that, I'm gonna take you to the bridge and uh, you hop in to some swamps
Woo!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah!
Woo!
Yeah!
Woo!
Yeah!
Woo!
Yeah!
To keep your body moving
To keep you rocking that's what I intend to
Oh, it's a fucking time, baby
I'm calling to break it down so you can see
You're gonna wait, I'll be trying to work on retreat
Quick ass come crash out pop, I won't be seen
Break out the cardio, I'm a machine
That's against physicals, I know I'm down
As I tap into my instruments, this fuck goes down
From the make your body start to push by a
As I turn the volume up higher and higher
Come on, JVC, pop it up a second
Have the people storm into my beat, shoot, bang
Playing for my friends, gold spells on me
And they ask, what do you call it?
It's my beat
Huh, what?
It's my beat
So take a minute and wipe your sweat
But don't lose your tissue, cause we're not done yet
Uh, jump on the stage, the crowd will come storming
And through the base bottoms my beat will come storming
And like a beast breaking out of his cage
Pursuing in drums with a deadly rage
Cold kicking ass, a blast from the past
First in line, all your week was all left on
Check the novelist to say the least
And if I'm supposed to be completed, I am a ghostie
H-lay, rap, a cold queen, a hip hop
Have the people screaming, we see it, don't stop
Just getting busy, I'm telling you, baby
Take it as a promise, no ifs and amazes
Totally convinced, I was golden you can see
But oh, my cheat and it's all my
It's a rap
The bj
Every time啊
We used to be number 10, now we permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, might became my own
Piston, I so it's an A-Zoo, blood becomes root on telephoto
Come on be easy now, squeeze this on run
Test why I flash, see that flash gets scored
It's so bad, make it feel like you ain't willing to be born, John
Tell your friends they die, I like them I know I chicken droid
Decay dead droids stealing chickens from my phone
Zee, Zee, Zee
Another dead pigeon, if you are my fiosist then I'm bringing all hastens to seal you
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl, I'm glad to death why she was tuckin' in the razor blade
That sounds sick, maybe one day I'll write the horror
Blackie, that comes to the gas, it's a jackson-octaver
Stevie, one to see, scrap babies
Becoming enemies of their own families
I'm forgettin', comin' to what we used to done
Gun by my side, just in case I got the rum
A boy on the side of Babylon, tryna front like you down with Mount Zion
Here, oh la la la, it's the way that we got the reason
It's the way that you are, that's the way you bring it
Oh la la la la, la la la la la la la
Cause we, we, we, we, we, we, we, we, we, we, we
When we begin an intervention, don't ever say never
We move the crowd, over hermetic and club-hall
We're boing so we got to show it, now the tins on her side so we know it
Injustice, in case you ain't gonna win, do our fag
We didn't throw now twint, so we're on attack
For a fortune in frame, with a four-eyed brain
And when we gain happiness, no we won't complain
Hit it! Period!
Capitals, start up a new six-tens
Efforts in effect until you represent this
Lyrical teams to catch in the moderation
Produce a new joint, complete a new sensation
So get up high, or two-chall, get on the dance floor and have a ball
We did the time-stop move away, did a set of rhythm, slowly
Money's wrong, did your act with the spread, and dollar-tease in the face
It's, it's, it's
It's
Hey, Rob, what's up?
How much we get for this, my brother?
10 Gs for 12, flash-ashin' the flash
Lost your girls on my tip just cause I make money
Sight, I ain't no funny
So listen to the Gt cause I ain't no dummy
Move for your money
A disbelief from good heart and skin
Regeneration for me, a cover of front-pride
Origin-relation to life is put to work
Hit it in automation
B, R, you can be, what if B?
Top secret sure soon to see
Cause the world's going blind
To humanity, a high level, a possibility
Down in the gutter, visually, and mentally
Capitalized, my goals, systematically
Like any kind, in the other's not good enough, this is bullshit
But, I'm just adding up
We're the more
Racist, we're race, we all knit together
Living that live world, we should be treasure
Treasure on time, what we lose tonight
In the risk is the cause, the interracial fight
To fight
You're the mix with DJ Bad Mix and More
You're dressed jiggy and you're so pretty
Know all your dance is just to get with me
You're so jiggy, your styles are original
You're so pretty, your styles are dictable
I mean, you need to get it in the master plan
Hit it, get it in the master plan
Place packs in the club, they hit the guard
You do the mapping, make the melting water on your arms
I push up on the shorty, thicken up the cop mode
The type you showed you got a feeling out of XO
We want it set slow, if you're the XO
Uh, dream level, flow, chitted, white XO
I spilt the game tight enough, now watch me how I call it
Besides the F, I move a 10, but I was stuck on it
Now first you set, well you want the glove in the fraction
Blow out your back to tap, so my name won't be chestin'
You do the world, put it in your hand, I let you own it
Treat me right, I'll find you, watch you treat, I'll sling you for it
And if I got the food, then I'll believe it, where it started
Look in the dark, I'm like the sun, so now I'm a shower of dollars
I just take my intellect, you move, getting inspired
I push up on them 3 dimes around the outside
You dress jiggy and you're so frisky
You all you dance to, just like it with me
You're so jiggy, you're style is conventional
You're so pretty, you're style is digital
You dress jiggy and you're so frisky
You all you dance to, just like it with me
You're so jiggy, you're style is conventional
You're so pretty, you're style is digital
You don't do better with these hikes, look in your hands
Throw three blocks, L, D, R, I'll start sporking like king
And every day I came out and my name's Browse
Some brothers still be bros, the crack never came out
I get the bow style, always been a foul child
My guns don't do it, tear me your guns low down
I'm known to have a hiding open, I keep the shot, he's smoking
Frunkin' get after the bulls, and your body broken
And when it comes to kiddin' rookie, I'm not my rookie
I got girls that make that chick told me cracks to look like whoopie
I run for 30 clicks, I'm never hitting 30 chicks
Got 35 bodies, bunny, don't make it 36
Step to this shit, good as going, roots blowin'
I leave mics blowin' when I put it on
So put it on, big girl, put it on
Come on, put it on, put it on
Come on, put it on, big girl, put it on
Come on, put it on, let me say put it on, come on
Nobody can take nothing from Big Al
What a boss chief, the last punk before they got him out full
Before a steep, I'm known to gas, I hide him, blast the shot
He got more cash than God, he don't know
You better ask somebody, big girl is a crazy brother
And I'm a lady lover, I school kid that I run up
And you baby, mother, I push the step fence
I'm known to hit skins and get ins and commit sins
We're sick friends, cause I'm a honey-gitter
Also a honey-hitter, you think you make me sweet
I hide you some money, I flows to one of my shows
We're every cleverness, I'm leaving competitors list
To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I'll catch a rent, took a break of dawn
In this song, yo, it's so much that I put it on
Yes, I put it on, big girl put it on, come on put it on
Big girl put it on, make me sick, put it on
Come on put it on
Somebody see me go nosalante, could whip your joke
Boy, I ain't never put your see me go in stone back
See me go nosalante, can whip your joke, I ain't dead
Come on, be here, you put your voice
The new moon, road high in the crowd of the metropolis
Shining like pool topolists, people with sussolent
Arguing in bustle land, gangsters of Godfumb
Hardcore hustling, I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears are sick, thinking what will transmit the scrubs
Can apply, transcript, yo
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe it as suitable
They're indiscutable, we New York, they're narcotics
Straight in men of the fiber optics, workers in every state
The trade hot stock, just for profits
30 criminals, thick pockets
Hot nuffles on the second hand, the working class watches
Skyscrapers as colossus, the course of living is preposterous
Stay alive, pay a dime, no option
New fat man in robin', can't tell between these cops and the robbers
They're all partners, they all heartless with no conscience
Backstreet, stay talking, what I'm gonna leave a heart, stay heartin'
My ego tellin' me, stay sharp, like city lights, stay clubbin'
You either make the way or stay sharpin'
The shiny apple, we brook and sweet and if you choose to eat, you can lose your teeth
Many crews in trip, many crews in peace
Pull that up one more time
And those people know we here, we here
You're listening to, listening to
DJ Murda
Come on, get wet
Ooh, we, let's go
The, the, the blood is hot
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