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G Herbo - Still Dangerous (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah, I'm out the 'Raq
Out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I feel like the trillest nigga out the 'Raq
I know, I'm out the 'Raq
Swerve
[Verse]
You know how we bleed, I'm the reason most of these niggas savage
Sacrifice my peace and sleep, I did some shit you couldn't imagine
Hop out right there broad day and squeeze it, we would stop the traffic
Pray to God the feds don't ever squeeze me, 'cause these all facts
Sizza wit' the P's, you know they fuck wit' me, that's automatic
Gotta throw up B's, I caught a body back wit' Maxx and Cap
Gangster, they got rich, I fuck off racks and racks
Hit the club wit' straps, we pull up Cadillacs
My big brother trust me wit' his life, he know I got his back
Ain't no thinkin' twice, I'll smoke a nigga on stream wit' Kai Cenat
Like it was a dream, you don't know the shit I seen, it had to happen
Niggas act like killers but they witnesses, they really bappin'
This the shit I love, I was really active
Made a couple M's, I had the plug and I was still trappin'
Ten years later, yeah, I'm still rappin'
He got put to sleep 'bout my lil' cousin and he still nappin'
How the fuck I'm sane? I felt too much pain
I get fly, came out dry, but I felt the rain
Everyday I get high—, on what's-his-name
And when I wake up, I'm still that nigga, fuck the fame
I be flyin' G5's, used to be on trains
Everywhere they know me now, I used to be a stranger
Renegade, I drop the fives, used to be a Ranger
(Bet' not think this money changed him, pussy, I'm still dangerous)
I'ma hit sum' every time, I know how to aim it
We was doin' shit on the quiet, lettin' other niggas claim it
Back when we was outside, had the city painted
Don't even wanna be in the streets no more, this shit tainted
Go define a real nigga, you can't say I ain't it
Bar for bar, they know I'm goin' the hardest and I can't quit
Love her dearly but I broke her heart, she know I ain't shit
You can't name too many bitches out here that I ain't hit
Certified ones pull up for me quick 'cause I'm legit
If it ain't G-Fazos for the kicks, I'm rockin' Rick
Breakin' necks in every building, I'm a walkin' lick
Everybody be still, G Herbo got a stick
[Outro]
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I feel like the trillest nigga out the 'Raq
I know, I'm out the 'Raq
Swerve, I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
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G Herbo - Still Dangerous (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah, I'm out the 'Raq
Out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I feel like the trillest nigga out the 'Raq
I know, I'm out the 'Raq
Swerve
[Verse]
You know how we bleed, I'm the reason most of these niggas savage
Sacrifice my peace and sleep, I did some shit you couldn't imagine
Hop out right there broad day and squeeze it, we would stop the traffic
Pray to God the feds don't ever squeeze me, 'cause these all facts
Sizza wit' the P's, you know they fuck wit' me, that's automatic
Gotta throw up B's, I caught a body back wit' Maxx and Cap
Gangster, they got rich, I fuck off racks and racks
Hit the club wit' straps, we pull up Cadillacs
My big brother trust me wit' his life, he know I got his back
Ain't no thinkin' twice, I'll smoke a nigga on stream wit' Kai Cenat
Like it was a dream, you don't know the shit I seen, it had to happen
Niggas act like killers but they witnesses, they really bappin'
This the shit I love, I was really active
Made a couple M's, I had the plug and I was still trappin'
Ten years later, yeah, I'm still rappin'
He got put to sleep 'bout my lil' cousin and he still nappin'
How the fuck I'm sane? I felt too much pain
I get fly, came out dry, but I felt the rain
Everyday I get high—, on what's-his-name
And when I wake up, I'm still that nigga, fuck the fame
I be flyin' G5's, used to be on trains
Everywhere they know me now, I used to be a stranger
Renegade, I drop the fives, used to be a Ranger
(Bet' not think this money changed him, pussy, I'm still dangerous)
I'ma hit sum' every time, I know how to aim it
We was doin' shit on the quiet, lettin' other niggas claim it
Back when we was outside, had the city painted
Don't even wanna be in the streets no more, this shit tainted
Go define a real nigga, you can't say I ain't it
Bar for bar, they know I'm goin' the hardest and I can't quit
Love her dearly but I broke her heart, she know I ain't shit
You can't name too many bitches out here that I ain't hit
Certified ones pull up for me quick 'cause I'm legit
If it ain't G-Fazos for the kicks, I'm rockin' Rick
Breakin' necks in every building, I'm a walkin' lick
Everybody be still, G Herbo got a stick
[Outro]
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
I feel like the trillest nigga out the 'Raq
I know, I'm out the 'Raq
Swerve, I'm the realest nigga out the 'Raq
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![Too $hort - Burn Rubber (Visualizer)
Too $hort - Burn Rubber (Visualizer)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Eastside beotch
Yeah you know about that, real players
The real ones
[Verse 1]
I burn rubber on you quick as hell
You need some toilet paper, dont shit on yourself
When you see me rollin in luxury
I wont fuck witchu, so dont fuck with me
Im just ridin, sidin, whippin and dippin
I look at all the young hoes trippin
Its no big deal when little hotties get hot
When niggas get jealous, somebody get shot
You in love? Might make you lose your mind
Thats why I run these gray girls, two at a time
With no discretion, to me youre so depressin
Actin like you dont know, my profession
I look at them thighs, and look at them titties
Take your ass straight on out, of Sin City
Wearin all pink just like Hello Kitty
Bringin back all C-notes and no fifties
{*scratched: so damn.. ..fresh, word*}
[Verse 2]
Burnin rubber on these bitches, so fast..
Burn rubber as you smash all fast
Tell it like $hort, no ass, no pass
All you Santa Claus players, be on your way
With a bag full of toys on the back of your sleigh
You hit your girls house, one by one
Climb down the chimney, and give em all somethin
You trick, dont come around me frontin
Talkin bout how you pimpin givin hoes what they wantin
You worse than a studio gangsta
Behind closed doors, gettin his bootyhole spanked up
You suckers disrespect the game
All these video hoes out there spittin your name
You love it when they make that, ass clap
But she dont give me no cash, Ill pass it back
... I kick her where she stash the crack
In the plastic sack, when she crash the llac
Punk bitch!
{*scratched: so damn.. ..fresh, word*}
[Verse 3]
They tryin to give the rap game to some real punks
Its just like when disco, killed the funk
Cant tell me nothin, when I know Im right
Like a bowlegged bitch with a overbite, that suck it right
Player this pimp dont lie
How many porn stars you know that went to Crenshaw High?
A lot of fuckin for a whole lot of nuttin
You just wannabe noticed so youre out there sluttin
I never really cared about popular fame
Its all about sittin on top of the game
So dont stop til your panties drop
Fuck the mayor, the preacher, and a cop
You better tell him what it cost, get his mind on track
Cause he look like he lost
Bring him back, and dig in his pockets quick
Steal his watch, and make sure he got a drop, beotch
{*scratched: so damn.. ..fresh, word*}
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![Babyface - Sunshine (Music Video)
Babyface - Sunshine (Music Video)
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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Last night I laid with you
Twas like a dream come true
Ive never felt so right, no
Want you for the rest of my life
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe we should settle down and raise a family
A girl for you, and maybe me a boy for me
Cause that is how much...that is how much
How much I love...you, girl...no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
Sunshine
You brighten my life
Sunshine
You make me feel alright
Sunshine
You turned my darkness to light
And you, brighten up the colors of my life
My...life
(You really do, girl...woo)
[Verse 2]
Last night I prayed for you
That you will forever be cool
Cause youve brought that love in my life, yes
And I gotta tell you, baby, the feeling so nice
[Pre-Chorus]
So maybe we should settle down and raise a family
A girl for you, and maybe me a boy for me
Cause thats how much...that is how much
How much I love...you, girl...no, no, no, no-no-no
[Chorus]
Sunshine
You brighten my life
Sunshine
You make me feel alright
Sunshine
Youve turned my darkness to light
And you, brighten up the colors of my life
My, my, my, my life
[Pre-Chorus]
Ay yeah
Maybe we should settle down and raise a family
A girl for you, and maybe me a boy for me
That is how much, yeah, that is how much
Hey, how much I love, I love, I love, I love
Love-luh-luh-luh-luh-love, love, I love you, girl
[Chorus]
Sunshine, yeah
You brighten my life
(You know, you know, you know, you know you do, girl)
Sunshine
You make me feel alright
(You make me feel alright, baby)
Sunshine
Youve turned my darkness to light
Brighten up the colors of my life
[Outro]
The corners of my mind
You do it, yes
And I promise I love everything about you, baby
I do, I do, I do, I do, baby
Love you baby, always baby, everything...
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![Nas, Bravehearts - Oochie Wally (Remix) [Lyrics]
Nas, Bravehearts - Oochie Wally (Remix) [Lyrics]
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![Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky - Potato Salad (Lyrics)
Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky - Potato Salad (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Tyler, The Creator:]
Yo, now you gon start me from the top? Listen
Shout out Harlem, man
Shout out A$AP Rocky, man
AWGE in the building, man
Whats good? Is that potato salad?
Yo, listen
Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I aint playing games
But got some lil niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose
Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my Os, whoa
So cut the crap like shit barbers
Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers
Nigga we get dollars, give em to Ben Baller
Exchange for them chains thats all shiny with thick water
I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream
And cop boys and I joystick, I whip cream and cop cribs
I got more space than big jeans, yall sleeping on me
Explain why they got shit dreams
Im alien, got the laser gun with the big beam
Married to the money, my bitch green
No I dont sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming
Yall niggas weak
They thought I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses
Yall cop kush, my nigga I cop houses
And fill em with some Leo DiCaps and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
Where we? Rocky, A$AP
GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Paris
[A$AP Rocky:]
Fuck clothes, I cop pieces
Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas
Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a couple packs, BasedGod in the speakers
Bass all in the speakers
In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come
I dont rock Chanel, I rock channel
And no this aint a purse, its a satchel (At you)
Bless, at you, nah, I aint sneeze
But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with your name on the barrel
If hollows dont clip, you get nip like its cat food
That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude, this aint a purse, its a satchel
Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket
Then I think about the state of rapping
All the freshmens in the classes
All the super seniors mumblin and ramblin
Mumblin and rappin, mumble rapping?
I find it hard to find actual talent
I find it hard to find an actual challenge
Im like Shabazz Palaces last acid hit, elaborate
Rap labs labyrinth, word to Kodaks Blacks Lazarus
CALLDROPS on the album skits
[Tyler, The Creator:]
Ayo, Im the channel that you watch, Im the ammo in the Glock
Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my neck boy
You would think I hate glass homes way Im handling the rocks
Who cast the first stone? Bitch, its me, fuck you thought?
Real grunge nigga, I aint got a flannel as the top
And Im picking up guitar, strum nigga
Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead
Im a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born
You aint animal, you are, corn, hahaha, yeah!
K shiz, what up, nigga!
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