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A$AP Rocky - HELICOPTER (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
Four, five hundred on the Hummer, no gas
Eighty-nine, price on the ticket, uh
Exercise, eat all my vegetables
Fuck up some decimals, he 'bout his business
Stunner 'bout the hundreds, got 'em comin' out fast
Shawty gon' bag it, lick it, uh
Gift-wrap, package, ship it, uh
N***a from rags to riches, uh
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Act like you don't know who run shit, run shit
On the front porch in the function, uh
I'm checkin' my sneakers, no checks on my sneakers
Just Puma, Gap, and, yeah, the goody GRIM
Pull up to the church in my hoodie then
I'm 'bout to get money for surely then
I ride around in an all-pink Mercedes, the pussy whip
Like Killa Cam, my braids lookin' like I could be Jim
They lookin' around like, "That could be them"
Lot of opps is around and you could be them
If we talkin' 'bout pockets, you know mine fat
If we talkin' your chances, they could be thin
And I'm knockin' at the door like, "Let me in"
Who get more pussy than a lesbian?
Hangin' from the helicopter, Spider-Man
[Chorus]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (Yeah, GRIM, uh)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (Yeah, GRIM, uh)
[Verse 2]
Used to be, n****s do anything for a new check
Nowadays, these days, n****s do anything for a blue check, check
When tennis shoes had the check or three stripes on the side
Way before Puma cut the check, yeah, three strikes, that's your life, uh
N****s runnin' out of sweat
N***a runnin' out of breath
N****s runnin' out of time
Y'all n****s runnin' into debt
Word to everything, I invented it
From the internet, n****s set the trend, now the trend is set
Then they run and do it and then forget who did it best
[Chorus]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (N****s know)
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter (Like a helicopter)
Fu-fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (P-Petey pop you)
Fuckin' with Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (GRIM)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (GRIM)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (GRIM)
A$AP Rocky - HELICOPTER (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
Four, five hundred on the Hummer, no gas
Eighty-nine, price on the ticket, uh
Exercise, eat all my vegetables
Fuck up some decimals, he 'bout his business
Stunner 'bout the hundreds, got 'em comin' out fast
Shawty gon' bag it, lick it, uh
Gift-wrap, package, ship it, uh
N***a from rags to riches, uh
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Act like you don't know who run shit, run shit
On the front porch in the function, uh
I'm checkin' my sneakers, no checks on my sneakers
Just Puma, Gap, and, yeah, the goody GRIM
Pull up to the church in my hoodie then
I'm 'bout to get money for surely then
I ride around in an all-pink Mercedes, the pussy whip
Like Killa Cam, my braids lookin' like I could be Jim
They lookin' around like, "That could be them"
Lot of opps is around and you could be them
If we talkin' 'bout pockets, you know mine fat
If we talkin' your chances, they could be thin
And I'm knockin' at the door like, "Let me in"
Who get more pussy than a lesbian?
Hangin' from the helicopter, Spider-Man
[Chorus]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (Yeah, GRIM, uh)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (Yeah, GRIM, uh)
[Verse 2]
Used to be, n****s do anything for a new check
Nowadays, these days, n****s do anything for a blue check, check
When tennis shoes had the check or three stripes on the side
Way before Puma cut the check, yeah, three strikes, that's your life, uh
N****s runnin' out of sweat
N***a runnin' out of breath
N****s runnin' out of time
Y'all n****s runnin' into debt
Word to everything, I invented it
From the internet, n****s set the trend, now the trend is set
Then they run and do it and then forget who did it best
[Chorus]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (N****s know)
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter (Like a helicopter)
Fu-fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (P-Petey pop you)
Fuckin' with Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (GRIM)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (GRIM)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah)
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (GRIM)

![Pooh Shiesty - Still On Timing (Lyrics) ft. BIG30
Pooh Shiesty - Still On Timing (Lyrics) ft. BIG30
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π΅ Lyrics:
N***a, see
This why I poured up here really standin up
This that, this that shit right here
They tell you to stand up rappin this shit right here
Ayy, blrrrd
Back on that time, n***a, pay attention, n***a
Yeah, man
Comin to a city near you with this shit, man
Where you at? Pop out, n***a
(Once again, Im locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Blrrrd, blrrrd
[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, ayy, Im back on that timin
My third weekend out the feds, I bet shit get to dyin
Im South Memphis menace, I make the murder rate rise
Binary triggers, AR pistol, this bitch double-firin, why I keep double-fiβ
I lost my mind, Im to the face tryna shoot out the road
I get mad all over again seein my bullet holes
I took two differentβ same clothes, same pole
I took two different souls, same clothes, same pole
[Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty]
I just burnt up my Infiniti, jumped in my Bentley
Me and Hank alone up in the car, thats double digits
You tryna live what you rappin, Im rappin how Im livin
Im just recitin what the feds told the judge up in my sentencin
Time to mash your gas
You aint shot no n***a in three years, burn up your shiesty mask
Aint got no hustle, all my n****s tryna smash for cash
Twenty extended mags, limo tint on CPN, strikers, dealer tags
[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Im still on that timin
My first weekend out the feds, I bet shit get to dyin
Im South Memphis menace, I make the murder rate rise
Binary triggers, AR pistol, this bitch double-firin, why I keep double-firin?
Ayy, I lost my mind, Im to the face tryna shoot out the road
I get mad all over again seein my bullet holes
I took two different souls, same clothes, same pole
I took two different souls, same clothes, same pole, on gang
[Interlude: Pooh Shiesty & BIG30]
On gang nem, n***a, blrrrd
On gang and them, blrrrd, blrrrd
Ayy, ayy, Big Blrrrd
[Verse 2: BIG30]
Ayy, Im back on the road, we caught him in his favorite outfit and folded his clothes
Dont ask me how much on my neck, it worth three hundred bows
A lot of n****s aint even slime, but they still wipe they nose
And get treated like hoes, ayy
My chain white and rose, but this Patek all gold, ayy
Put some miles on that Hellcat, no Sprinters at the shows, ayy
Project baby, threw a hundred up at Classic Soulz
Done sobered up, still crack a four, but I aint gon pour no more
Aint no more pourin no Tris, thats a hundred million, that wrist
Salt-droppin on Thirtball, coincidentally fucked his bitch
And we 3-7, dont compare Choppa Gang to 3-6
Send shit to Heaven, fully Blackout left him in a ditch
And fuck your gang, dont throw that shit up less you drop your wrist
We block shit off when we in traffic, Draco stompin shit
Got some head from a chocolate bitch, turnt her up on some Choppa shit
Want smoke, we got a lot of it and more shots than a doctor, bitch
[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, ayy, Im back on that timin
My third weekend out the feds, I bet shit get to dyin
Im South Memphis menace, I make the murder rate rise
Binary triggers, AR pistol, this bitch double-firin, why I keep double-fiβ
I lost my mind, Im to the face tryna shoot out the road
I get mad all over again seein my bullet holes
I took two differentβ same clothes, same pole
I took two different souls, same clothes, same pole Pooh Shiesty - Still On Timing (Lyrics) ft. BIG30](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gEKLDPUWfaM/mqdefault.jpg)
![Polo G - Crash The Party (Lyrics)
Polo G - Crash The Party (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
Uh, uh, no, we dont care about nobody, uh (808 Mafia)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh
Told me you left and I was hopin that they aint confirm it
Ambulance ride, that expression on your face was concernin
With the angel of death and fate, Im flirtin
There are lessons you cant escape from learnin
Its my story, wont let you stop this page from turnin
Rainy days in my i8, I was swervin
When it come to bread, we break the bank and burn it
But for this heartache, you cant just pay a surgeon, uh
Funeral lines for beautiful lives
Thats when you realize its set in stone, aint no gettin revived
Remember the times his homie gone, it kill him inside
Uh, we grippin chrome cause we livin in crime
Drug deals and robberies, thats what was stuck on my mind
Cause fore I hopped up off the porch, thats what I saw through them blinds
Before they outline me in chalk, rather get caught with this 9
I hang with snakes, if he a rat, then I cant talk to his kind, nah
[Chorus]
Crash the party
Uh, no, no, no, nobody
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
Soldier artist standin tall til Im the only one left
If I die a real n***a, thats one promise I kept
All that fake love come when they announcin your death
Whatever mines is my brothers, on my couch where you slept
Locked in with gang members, so about you, we step
I done really felt some pain, this aint for clout what I rep
Pull up with some demons, switches squeezin, thirties splash, Steph
TTG 4L, this what Im screamin with my last breath
Off the curb, I was stuntin, I done learned a lot from hustlin
Close that backdoor at your function, he get burned from Glocks with buttons
Was knee-deep in them trenches, they be cappin like I wasnt
But since you think its cap, I hit the Raq, lets get it bustin, uh
[Chorus]
Hundred shots when we came to crash the party
Tell them guys we dont care bout nobody
Hundred rounds, yeah, we came to catch a body
All my brothers shoot, we gon knock em off
Hundred shots when we came to crash the party (Crash the party)
Tell them guys we dont care bout nobody (Uh, no, no, no, nobody)
All my brothers shoot
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Polo G - Crash The Party (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/geGUG3rU4Vc/mqdefault.jpg)
![Flo Milli - Flo Jackson (Lyrics)
Flo Milli - Flo Jackson (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson
[Post-Chorus]
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson
[Verse 1]
He better pray I dont catch his ass lacking
Hit him in the head with a bottle Im cracking
Know where he at but I still text em like Where you at?
Cause I cant let em know that Im tracking
I see everything, ho, I feel like a drone
Im a smart bitch, but nobodys at home
Tired of the ho, might as well get em gone
I aint never been second, ho, fuck is you on?
(I slide with my bitches)
[Chorus]
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson
[Post-Chorus]
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson
[Verse 2]
Pretty bitch but Im loose in the head
Drop a tape, call that raising my kids
Rich n***a keep me all in Hermes
Eat it up, I be keeping em fed
Block his ass, now he reading the thread
Ill never know what his bitch ass said
Clock his ass, hit em right in the head
Clock his ass, hit em right in the head
[Chorus]
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson
[Post-Chorus]
I dont want yo n***a, he needy
Eating real good, ass fat, Im greedy
Cute face, it remind you of Tweety
Aint shit sweet but this pussy he eating
If he cheat, he gon get a reaction
I hate n****s that lie with a passion
When Im losing my mind, I be laughing
Beat a n***a ass, feeling like Joe Jackson Flo Milli - Flo Jackson (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/hwLbhzEtKik/mqdefault.jpg)

![DJ Khaled - Jealous (Lyrics) ft. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne & Big Sean
DJ Khaled - Jealous (Lyrics) ft. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne & Big Sean
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π΅ Lyrics:
(Tay Keith)
Jealous, jealous
We The Best Music
Oh, oh, oh, dont want us together, gether
Another one
You need somebody, babe, you need somebody, babe
DJ Khaled
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I pick you up in my ride
Make sure you waitin outside when I pull up
I told my n****s I cant slide (No, no, huh)
Just to be right by your side
I couldve been anywhere, but Im right here
I want you all to myself
I grab your hips and I
Tell you youre the one for me (Yup) Tell you I got all I need
Cause I want your body (Your body), yeah, yeah
All over my body (Body)
And I know that they hatin, they say Im no good
But I know that they watchin (No, no)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, DJ Khaled]
Girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Lets ride)
And Im the one, dont let no one change your mind
Fuck what they say (Fuck em)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne]
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Lets go)
Dont want us together, gether, gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous
Dont want us together, gether, gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous
Dont want us together, gether, gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dont want us together, gether, gether
You mad or you jealous, you sad or you settle
The brighter the rainbow, the badder the weather
The good with the bad, but the badder the better
Bring my sand to the beach, n***a, and to the desert
We fell from the heavens, we landed like feathers
The rose in the rubble, keep your nose out our petals
Your hoes know my schedule, and my hoes know Im special
They know not to question, bitch, you know Im not Alexa
She-she post a pic of me and her from off her iPad
You know them hoes dont like that, where the likes at?
Jealousy is a disease, you can die mad
Tunechi, Sean, CB, Khaled hype man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Mulah, ooh yeah, lets ride)
And Im the one, dont let no one change your mind (Oh, na, na, na)
Fuck what they say (Fuck em)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Lets go)
Dont want us together, gether, gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Oh, oh, woah)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Oh, oh, girl, they just)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Woah)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Mm, woah, uh-huh)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Woah, jealous)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Together)
Dawg, its these jealous ass hoes I cant relate to
The type to follow you but hardly follow through (Ooh)
You say Im on your mind, Im wonderin why Im not on you (Woah)
Girl, youre fresh out the shower, towel around your head like youre Erykah Badu
Its lookin like a spa day (Woah)
I rearrange your chakras, listenin to Sade
Lets take a road trip and get high on the highway (Swerve, swerve)
Migrate, spend time, lay back, watch the sky change, woah (Woah)
And I hear the jealousy, but look, I never listen
The quickest way to let somethin die is lack of attention (Straight up)
And you got it all, you lookin good as my intentions (Damn)
We on an ascension, straight up
Girl, I can tell you need some love in your life (Uh-huh, you need, yeah, lets ride)
And Im the one, dont let no one change your mind (Oh)
Fuck what they say (Fuck em)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Lets go)
Dont want us together, gether, gether
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Oh, oh, woah)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Oh, oh, girl, they just)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Woah)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Mm, woah)
Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous (Jealous)
Dont want us together, gether, gether (Together)
These be scared Ima take they chick (They chick)
Must be the money cause a young boy rich (Real rich)
You could drop a dime, but Ill make it make sense
Girl, you comin home with me
You the last number on my call list (Call list)
Pull up on me, girl, lets get lit (Get lit)
I think I hit a lick
I think I hit a lick, yeah (Another one) DJ Khaled - Jealous (Lyrics) ft. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne & Big Sean](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/iITmG1WfJxI/mqdefault.jpg)
![Lil Wayne - Let It All Work Out (Lyrics)
Lil Wayne - Let It All Work Out (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
Out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out, work out, yeah
Im in this bitch (Out, let it all work out), yeah
Was on the outside, lookin in this bitch but now Im in this bitch
Yeah (Let it all work out), Im in this bitch
Let it all work out
Tunechi, you a genius
Looked in the mirror, said, Dont let the money come between us
Im loaded, loaded at my earliest convenience
But fuck em, I feel like I got ten middle fingers
Im sippin, sippin in this bitch and poppin uppers
Girl, take this, this that shit that give a flower color
And some bitch named Wonder Woman told me not to wonder
The crumbs, you only see em when the cookie crumble, real shit
N***a, my candle still lit
Had to swallow my pride, though
Swear it tastes like spearmint
Big up to my n***a with a strap on him
Ill never turn my back on him
Cause n****s act like they cool wit ya
But a lot of these n****s be transformers
A lot of these players be benchwarmers
The game aint easy, but its fair, n***a
Ima sit in this throne so long
Til its a fuckin rockin chair, n***a
Bad bitch play with my hair, n***a
Said, Relax, Tune, baby dont stress out
But I got a lot of shit on my mind, though
She said, Let that shit work itself out
Let that shit work itself out
C5, yeah, back in this bitch
Tune, you left this bitch
Like you knew this bitch was gon let your ass back in this bitch
(Let it all work out, let it all work out) Yeah, haha
But aint nobody else like you in this bitch
(Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out)
(Let it all work out) Aint nobody else like you in this bitch
Cita, you a psychic
Cause you said there be days like this
They want a piece of me, I aint the one thats serving slices
Please swallow, I had my share of dirty diapers, real shit
Pussy n****s on that guilt trip
Itll be on in a heartbeat
You can hear them pussy n****s shit skip
I fear God, never fear men
Give back, never give in
Beat odds, never beat women
Keep an open mind, let em peek in it
Reach highs, never reach limits
Need minds, I dont need plenty
This C5, this for BI and Left Eye, and T-Boz
When I seen Chilli at the Floyd fight
I almost asked her to creep with me
But I was young, and I held my tongue
But with that tongue, I just keep spittin
So it all worked out
And now Im in this bitch
And life said, Tune, you knew me for way too long
I never change, you know I been this bitch
And then she said, Let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out (Yeah)
Let it all work out, let it all work out
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Tunechi, you a monster
Looked in the mirror, but you wasnt there, I couldnt find ya
Im lookin for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you aint finished writin
It read, Im sorry for even apologizin
I tried compromisin and went kamikaze
I found my mommas pistol where she always hide it
I cried, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was poundin
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
Its mine, I didnt die, but as I was dyin
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
[Interlude: Lil Wayne & Sampha]
Yeah, and he said
(Let it all work out) Yeah
(Let it all work out) Im still in this bitch
(Let it all work out) Yeah
(Let it all work out) Thank God cause Im still in this bitch
(Let it all work out) Phew
(Let it all work out) But he said, Remember this:
(Let it all work out)
(Let it all work out) Aint nobody else like you in this bitch
(Let it all work out) Yeah
(Let it all work out) And dont forget what I did this bitch
(Let it all work out) Cant even remember when I didnt, bitch
Let it allβ
[Outro: Lil Wayne, Sampha & Jacida Carter]
Out, let it all work out (Yeah)
Let it all work out, (Now Im out this bitch) Let it all work out
Im out this bitch (Let it allβ) and it all worked out
Love you, Dwayne Lil Wayne - Let It All Work Out (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/iL7cnXnG7vw/mqdefault.jpg)
![Scarface, 2Pac, Johnny P - Smile (Lyrics)
Scarface, 2Pac, Johnny P - Smile (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
Theres gon be some stuff you gon see
Thats gon make it hard to smile in the future
But through whatever you see
Through all the rain and the pain
You gotta keep your sense of humor
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit
Remember that
Mmm, yeah, keep ya head up Yeah
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Our lifestyles be close-captioned, addicted to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be played back, in the midst of mashin
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlers hardly think of culture
Or the repercussions, while bustin on backstabbin vultures
Sellin my soul for material wishes, fast cars, and bitches
Wishin I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin my peers in the cemetery
Heres a message to the newborns waitin to breathe
If you believe, then you can achieve β just look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard, we carry on
Livin in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that follow me, protect your essence
Born with less, but you still precious; just smile for me now
[Chorus: Johnny P & 2Pac]
Smile for me, wont you smile? (Smile for me now)
Just smile, smile for me (Smile)
What you lookin all sad for?
N***a, you Black, smile for me now
Smile for me
N***a, you aint got nothin to be worried about
Wont you smile? No doubt, smile for me now
Just smile (And the next generation)
[Verse 2: Scarface]
Now, as I open up my story, with the blaze of your blunts
And you can picture thoughts slowly, up on phrases I wrote
And I can walk you through the days that I done
I often wish that I could save everyone, but Im a dreamer
Have you ever seen a n***a who was strong in the game
Overlookin his tomorrows, and they finally came?
Look back on childhood memories, and Im still feelin the pain
Turnin circles in my life, came to dealin cocaine
Too many hassles in my local life, survivin the strain
And a man without a focus, life could drive him insane
Stuck inside a ghetto fantasy, hopin it change
But when I focus on reality, we broke and in chains
Had a dream of livin wealthy and makin it big
Over football, chose to cook raw, wouldnt take, but I did
And after all my mommas thankin God for blessin the child
All my momma gots to do now is collect it and smile (Smile)
[Chorus: Johnny P]
Smile for me, wont you smile?
Just smile, smile for me
Smile for me
Wont you smile? Just smile
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Fuck the world, as we unloading, witness furious speeds
Unanswered questions keep us all stressin, curious Gs
Backstabbed and bleedin crooked thoughts laced with weed, learnin
Duckin stray shots, bullets be hot, they burnin
Inhale the sherm smoke, visualize the flames
Will I be smothered by my own pain?
Strange whispers, cowards conversate, so quick to diss us
Takin pictures for the Feds, in desperate hopes theyd get us
Hit us all, give us plenty centuries
Forgive my sins, since I entered many penitentiaries
The best revenge is Fuck friends β we military-minded soldiers
Bustin shots blindly, tryin to find Jehovah
To help me, somebody save me β lost and crazy
Scared to drop a seed, hopin I aint cursed my babies
Maybe now n****s feel me now, picture my pain
Embrace my words, make the world change and still I smile, n***a
[Bridge: Scarface]
And now a moment of silence, let us pray
And as you journey into outerspace, may the angels help to lead the way
May the prayers that our families made
Shine upon your soul to keep you safe
And all the homies that done passed away
They there to greet you as you pass the gates
And as you headed to the tunnels light I hope it leads to eternal life
We say these prayers for the homie Pac
[Chorus: Johnny P]
Smile, smile for me
All you need to do is smile
Woooo, smile for me
Come on, smile for me Scarface, 2Pac, Johnny P - Smile (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ij6hz0FvP2w/mqdefault.jpg)
![BossMan Dlow - Aint Easy (Lyrics) ft. G Herbo
BossMan Dlow - Aint Easy (Lyrics) ft. G Herbo
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π΅ Lyrics:
Big Za the biggest fuckin shark in that water
Dont ever fuckin forget, n***a
What the fuck you talkin bout, n***a?
(I told Luh Ron I need some shit that got some bounce)
[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
Broke boy speakin on me (Huh?), you aint worth my time, n***a
I jumped out and went and got everything thats mine, n***a
One thing bout shinin hard, cant skip the grind, n***a
Not a soul in this globe like me you can find, n***a
In these streets, aint no one foot out and one foot in
And one thing bout work, you get what you put in
I throw them Carti frames on, boy, they cant see me
Everything too hard, boy, aint shit easy
[Verse 1: BossMan Dlow]
My watch say, Bling-blaow, its time to do it
He talk about getting money, my kind of music
I know times get hard, just keep grinding through it
Being broke in everybody business is not amusing
Stayed down, thank you, God, know I prayed for this shit
Invested in it, lost it quickly, caught a case for this shit
Double R, stars in the ceiling, Im outer space in this bitch
It aint gon fall in your lap, n***a, you gotta get up and chase that shit
Broke-ass n***a cant get no money, you better stop all that playin
No, bae, I cant buy you nothin, baby girl, Im not your man
Real shooters, for a thousand dollars, theyll march like a band
Im the type, know youve been talkin shit bout me, I dont show my hand
Keep it street, dont talk to the police, thats how its supposed to be
If you aint make no money today, you shouldnt even go to sleep
Im the type, when its time to pay the plug, its all there
Type of n***a dont ask for nun, Ill go and get it myself
[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
Broke boy speakin on me (Huh?), you aint worth my time, n***a
I jumped out and went and got everything thats mine, n***a
One thing bout shinin hard, cant skip the grind, n***a
Not a soul in this globe like me you can find, n***a
In these streets, aint no one foot out and one foot in
And one thing bout work, you get what you put in
I throw them Carti frames on, boy, they cant see me
Everything too hard, boy, aint shit easy
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Ayy, all my real n****s stand up
Its a go, make a toast to all the Ms I ran up
All my bros rockin Rollies, and our Glocks dont jam up
Pullin up Bentley trucks, Rari trucks, brand new Lamb trucks
Neck 350, thats a fact, this aint even my hardest kit
Im like a kennel, n***a, no bap, I got all the dog shit
Scrape the paint up on the Track, same day I bought that bitch
Im at the studio in the Raq, even though Im a walkin lick
Who want smoke? Ill get shit smacked, lot of rappers cant talk like this
All my savages want racks, who the fuck you think taught em this?
Bout to grab a new Maybach, Ive been grinding since way back
Got the labels on my line, tryna sign a supermax (What up?)
Im so turnt, I cant even stress, out here earnin, cant even rest
Hundred million, Ive been learnin how to make that off investments
I put wifey in the best shit, switch up Birkins out like dresses
You go Porsche 9-11, I whip GT3 RSs, swerve
[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
Broke boy speakin on me (Huh?), you aint worth my time, n***a
I jumped out and went and got everything thats mine, n***a
One thing bout shinin hard, cant skip the grind, n***a
Not a soul in this globe like me you can find, n***a
In these streets, aint no one foot out and one foot in
And one thing bout work, you get what you put in
I throw them Carti frames on, boy, they cant see me
Everything too hard, boy, aint shit easy BossMan Dlow - Aint Easy (Lyrics) ft. G Herbo](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/iqXQg8phNFg/mqdefault.jpg)
![Tee Grizzley - Lous Deli (Lyrics)
Tee Grizzley - Lous Deli (Lyrics)
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π΅ Lyrics:
(Banger)
(Oh, yeah, Im finna make a banger with this one)
Im just gon start this bitch from the middle, fuck it
Right here, lets get it
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I cant even lie, bro, Im one of them ones
They owe me somethin, I got it in blood
Look at this shit that I got out the mud
Look at your bitch steady blowin me up
I hold this shit down, you know Im the anchor (The anchor)
That Micro wake up the neighbors (The neighbors)
Know its the one when you hear that
(DJ on the beat, so its a banger, lets go)
Count up faces, test my patience
I make lil bro jump out chasin
Shit in the vacant, we been waitin
Last n***a swung through this bitch aint make it
Big n***a and Baltimore Richard on
People thinkin I play for the Ravens
You aint gettin no money, you aint caught no hat
Bitch, you cannot sit at this table
Rich as fuck, I stillll face somethin
Bro got yercs, I damn near take one
Who the fuck is that? Lil bro lift Drac up
Suck my dick, Ill nut in her makeup (Makeup)
Been in that field, lil boy, my rank up (Rank up)
What they gon do with me now? My pape up (My pape up)
Gang, I double dare n****s to play tough
Like this button wont fuck they face up
Bro, it aint shit to provide, this shit really easy, these n****s be makin it hard
You better stay in the house if you know whats best, my young n****s out in them cars
They aint got shit for the streets, come get it from me, you know I be raisin the bar
Full-body wood K, call us rockstars, we gon swing that bitch like a guitar
Talk bout this money cause mines together
New Rolls-Royce, it came with the umbrellas
You fuckin with him, baby, you could do better
Im godly, come get a lil slice of Heaven
They know me in Louis, they know me in Rick
Ill buy everything in my size they sellin
Why the fuck is you n****s keep buyin jewelry
If you gon turn around tryna sell it, n***a?
[Interlude]
I aint gon lie, I be confused, like I dont understand motherfuckers
Im bout to, Im bout to stop even tryna understand motherfuckers, though, like
No cap, that shit dont even be none of my business anyway
[Verse 2]
Damn near a thousand horses on the Rari truck
Bitchll fuck around and leave the Ghini
I had a loose three racks, I ran in Chanel and bought me some beanies
N****s loafin, hop out sweepin, uh, neck, wrists, ears Fiji
We could go rack for rack, go shot for shot, lets do it
We got plenty
I got my young n***a comin from Cali, no vacation, he bringin a bag
No frontin, we cashin em out (Cash), heard you n****s be duckin yall tail
You cant play with my name at all (At all), disrespect me, Ill get on your ass
When we find out who on them fake pages, n****s comin to lay in your grass
I aint got no time to waste, I spent years of my life in prison
N****s in shit that aint got shit to do with them
What the fuck happened to mindin your business?
Lil bro called me like, I see dog, why you callin me, brodie?
Go get him
She got Chanel, then she got a n***a
Man, these hoes dont really be independent
I fuck with Saint, I fuck with Haimov, HD tryna take me to Fevzi
Im ten million in jewelry, no kizzy (No kizzy)
Shoot the drizzy like Curry, no hesi (No hesi)
Im in Dubai, Arabic dial presi
Say my prayers and count up my blessings (My blessings)
You put me in a booth and Im walkin
You put me in the streets and Im steppin, n***a
[Outro]
Put me in a booth and Im walkin
Put me in the streets and Im steppin
I pray and I count up my blessings
No half Tee Grizzley - Lous Deli (Lyrics)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/is28iigKrAw/mqdefault.jpg)
![LG Malique - 10 Out Of 10 (Lyrics) ft. Toosii
LG Malique - 10 Out Of 10 (Lyrics) ft. Toosii
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π΅ Lyrics:
I said tell me what you want, girl, tell me what you need
I could book your flights and take you way out overseas
Way across the trees, somewhere where the sun always shine
I say you a ten out of ten, baby girl, you a dime
I think youre oh so fine, I wanna get married
You know I aint trippin, I want horses and carriage
Ill buy you diamond rings and a whole lot of karats
And hopefully one day you give me love I could cherish
[Verse 1: LG Malique]
My dreams come true whenever you with me
I dont want nobody else, I been hit my limits
Finally found somebody I didnt know existed
Pack and leave town, lets fly across the Pacific
Yeah, girl, Im not tryna play a role just to fill that spot
Whatever you got on, it complement my Baccarat
Lets fall in love on a yacht and watch some fireworks pop
[Chorus: LG Malique & LG Malique & Toosii]
So, baby, tell me what you want and tell me what you need
I could book your flights and take you way out overseas
Way across the trees, somewhere where the sun always shine
I say you a ten out of ten, baby girl, you a dime
I think youre oh so fine, I wanna get married
You know I aint trippin, I want horses and carriage (Uh, uh, uh)
Ill buy you diamond rings and a whole lot of karats
And hopefully one day you give me love I could cherish
[Verse 2: Toosii]
I said, hopefully one day you give me love that I need
Theres plenty fish up in the sea, but you the one thats for me
A cold world, but damn, I highly leveled with a cold girl
You know I was fucked up bout old girl
She really fucked my head up, tell me why she did that?
Oh, how I misread her, this wasnt enough for you
Bae, I wrote a letter, hopin wed be more than just friends
You know I think that you a dime, girl, youre ten out of ten
[Chorus: LG Malique & LG Malique & Toosii]
Tell me what you want and tell me what you need
I could book your flights and take you way out overseas
Way across the trees, somewhere where the sun always shine
I say you a ten out of ten, baby girl, you a dime
I think youre oh so fine, I wanna get married
You know I aint trippin, I want horses and carriage (Uh, uh, uh)
Ill buy you diamond rings and a whole lot of karats
And hopefully one day you give me love I could cherish LG Malique - 10 Out Of 10 (Lyrics) ft. Toosii](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/jSL1CWc5aTs/mqdefault.jpg)