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JayDaYoungan, Yungeen Ace - Opps (Lyrics)
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JayDaYoungan, Yungeen Ace - Opps (Lyrics)
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![Raekwon - Verbal Intercourse ft. Ghostface Killah, Nas (Lyrics)
Raekwon - Verbal Intercourse ft. Ghostface Killah, Nas (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Raekwon, Nas & Ghostface Killah:]
No tricks, no tricks baby
Yeah, ay yo Rae
Check it out yall
Its the science
Fly wonderful
Yeah yall
Tony Starks and umm Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Strength my whole team is eating off this type of shit
For all the fake niggas out there, yaknahmean
Word up
Good shit, nigga next time, no more whatever shit
Fakes be celebrating but they be mistaken
Word to the wise
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
All types of shit, yo son
Rock it, RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggas is the prophet
Tell em its on right?
Hit these kids mad, couldnt know our story, right?
Show those crabs how to rhyme
Shake a nigga with a few of them joints
RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggas is the prophet
Its only like five percent out of a hundred
RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggas is the prophet
Do it to em baby
[Nas:]
Through the lights, cameras, and action, glamor, glitters, and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When Im deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf, I hold heat nonchalantly
Im raunchy, but things I do is real, it never haunts me, while
Funny style niggas roll in the pile
Rooster-heads profile on the bus to Rikers Isle
Holding weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life
Props is a true thugs wife
Its like a cycle, niggas come home, somell go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life rapidly, thats the ritual
[Raekwon:]
Perhaps bullets bust, niggas discuss mad money
True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends licking plates
In the building, niggas building, like little children, staring
Them older niggas aint caring
Sirens circling, fiends are lurking in your baggage
Oh, ones gone now, what? Smack him in his cabbage
In the woodwork
Crack sales bubble like Woolworths in the projects
Richest niggas rocking all the real worth
Police questioning, rooftop cats invested in
Trading in they Lexuses, GSs, sending messages
Two and two makes four, Cristals crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel em like swords
[Ghostface Killah:]
With the green leathers, hundred-pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life of war
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future stacks, so I hold
Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the shoebox
Dont keep jack in my lab, dont wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots on New Lots flooded with rocks
Shootouts making me hot, crooked cops, bag Tony and the ball drop
In denial, Im banging niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, Im next on line
And what the fuck is you looking at?
By the way young blood hit me off with that Green Bay hat
Watch your back inside the hall, new niggas slide through
Like doors, yo, youre staring in the mess hall
Your adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindling
New jacks surrendering, come home not remembering
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Looking gay in the yard and you got hurt
Flashbacks of the day room, mop wringer style
Your faggot ass got bashed trying to turn the dial
You told your boo you was wildin
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, your familys from Shaolin
High class cooks, throw on vests out of phone books
Infirmary niggas are screaming, I got juxed
Sharpened toothbrushes, one-ninety mixed with baby oil and shit
Your mans in the kitchen stashing ice picks
Well Ima end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, Nas, and Rae got the best product on the block
[Raekwon (Ghostface Killah):]
Cream, my whole team is eatin off of this good shit (Word up, throw your hands up)
Good shit, nigga, next time, no more reload shit (Cock back the MAC if, say whatever your Hawaiian style)
Keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket (Exoticness, fly shit)
RZA, Ghost, and Chef, and Nas, niggas in the profit
Floatin on a nine-five in the wind
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![Elevation Worship - Praise ft. Brandon Lake, Chris Brown, Chandler Moore (Lyrics)
Elevation Worship - Praise ft. Brandon Lake, Chris Brown, Chandler Moore (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Chandler Moore]
Lets clap, one, two, hey
Oh, yea
Let everything that has breath
Praise the Lord (You got it), praise the Lord
Let everything, let everything that has breath
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
(Let everything) Let everything (Hey) that has breath (Hey)
[Verse 1: Brandon Lake]
Ill praise in the valley, praise on the mountain (Yeah)
Ill praise when Im sure, praise when Im doubting
Ill praise when outnumbered, praise when surrounded
Cause praise is the waters my enemies drown in
[Chorus: Brandon Lake & Chandler Moore, Both]
As long as Im breathing
Ive got a reason to
Praise the Lord, oh my soul (Cmon)
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
[Verse 2: Chris Brown & Chandler Moore]
Ill praise when I feel it, and Ill praise when I dont (Yeah)
Ill praise cause I know Youre still in control
Cause my praise is a weapon, its more than a sound (More than a sound)
Oh, my praise is the shout that brings Jericho down (Yeah)
[Chorus: Brandon Lake & Chandler Moore, Both]
As long as Im breathing
Ive got a reason to
Praise the Lord (Cmon), oh my soul
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
I wont be quiet, my God is alive
So how could I keep it inside? (I gotta)
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
(Yeah, praise the Lord)
[Interlude: Brandon Lake]
Cmon, let me see that dance, put a dance on it tonight (Yeah)
If youre grateful, cmon
Hey, hey, yeah
[Bridge: Brandon Lake & Chris Brown]
Ill praise cause Youre sovereign, praise cause You reign
Praise cause You rose and defeated the grave
Ill praise cause Youre faithful, praise cause You’re true
Praise cause theres nobody greater than You
Ill praise cause Youre sovereign, praise cause You reign (You reign)
Praise cause You rose and defeated the grave
Ill praise cause Youre faithful, praise cause Youre true
Praise cause theres nobody greater than You
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Brandon Lake & Chandler Moore, All]
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
(Cmon, cmon, cmon, cmon)
Praise the Lord, oh my soul (Praise the Lord, oh my soul)
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
I wont be quiet, my God is alive
How could I keep it inside? (How could I)
I wont be quiet, my God is alive
How could I keep it inside? (I wont keep quiet)
I wont be quiet, my God is alive
How could I keep it inside? (I gotta)
Praise the Lord, oh my soul
[Outro: Chandler Moore]
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Let everything that has breath (Hey, hey)
Praise the Lord (Hey, hey), praise the Lord
Let everything, let everything that has breath
(Cmon, cmon, cmon)
Praise the Lord (Cmon, cmon)
Praise the Lord (Cmon, cmon)
(Let everything), Let everything that has breath
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, praise the Lord
(Let everything), Let everything that has breath
(Praise the Lord)
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, praise the Lord
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![A$AP Rocky - Wild for the Night ft. Skrillex, Birdy Nam Nam (Lyrics)
A$AP Rocky - Wild for the Night ft. Skrillex, Birdy Nam Nam (Lyrics)
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[Verse 1]
Wake up feeling blessed up, pistol on that dresser
Aint afraid to show it, Ill expose it if I dress up
Riding in that Testa...rossa, nigga catch up
Sipping on that syrup, till Im messed up, like yes sir
So now Im getting change, people looking at me strange
Like nigga switching lanes, never changed, still the same
We fuck bitches, get paper, you fuck niggas on papers
We walk around with lasers, you prolly own some tasers
Lame niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, Im pimpin hoes, you could tell by my paystubs
My niggas gettin right, smokin weed with dirty Sprite
Im going wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
[Verse 2]
Finna wild out for the weekend, me, myself, and I – my three friends
Nigga feeling froggy, then leap in, A$AP niggas finna sneak in
Middle finger to the critics, me and my nigga Skrillex
You know we finna kill it, A$AP we the trillest
You dont really want that Glock boy
You dont really wanna feel them shots boy
You a b-boy, Im a block boy, Im a D boy, Im a hot boy
Six shots got me feelin like Pac, boy, party all night, shit dont stop, boy
Drunk as fuck, and Im ready to fight
Wilding for the night, fuck being polite, boy
[Chorus]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Im going wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
[Verse 3]
Its the weekend and Im creeping with my niggas
Drunk and disrespectful, callin women bitches
I dont mean no harm but wont you and your friends-es
Meet us in the cut and we can do the business
God my witness that I only wanna kick it
And your girl just said they with us
So we rolling in them Benzes
Wont you pour it up and stop the babysitting
She got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids-es
[Verse 4]
Back to the Mac, tats on her back
Ass so fat, hit that from the back
When it clap from the back, she clappin it back
She flat on her back and its back to the trap
Fuck your pack, A$AP where its at
Fuck nigga act, get clap lay flat
Fuck your dreams, leave a punk nigga dreamin
Then you sleep, and you wont come back from the nap
Benjamin Three-Stack, it’s a fact, she lives in my lap
On my Ou-Outkast, daddy fat, bitches on my sack
And you know them smokin bitches rolling reefer got me open
Wildin to the morning with my homies, tell em where we goin
[Chorus]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Im going wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
Wild for the night, fuck being polite, Im goin
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![Devin The Dude - Doobie Ashtray (Lyrics)
Devin The Dude - Doobie Ashtray (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Dont front
Dont front
Dont front
Dont front
[Hook]
What you gonna do when the people go home
And you wanna smoke weed, but the reefers all gone
And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray?
Why they do me that way?
What you gonna do when your friends go home
And you wanna drink a beer, but your ends all gone?
Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray
Why they do me that way?
[Verse 1]
You probably dont have a big ol house on the hill
But if you did, just imagine—how would it feel?
If your phone got disconnected, no cash, your gas cut off
And the gal that you had that was helping just stepped the fuck off
She took the kid, the dog, and the kitty
And everybody know youre at a low, they feel pity
And whats really fucked up is now, youre just normal
No more hoes, no more clothes, cant go to the show, cause its formal
And you wonder, Why, why, why, why, why?
And you resort to gettin high
But, damn, you cant find your stash
And you never took the time to ask yourself
[Hook]
What you gonna do when the people go home
And you wanna smoke weed, but the reefers all gone
And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray?
Why they do me that way?
What you gonna do when your friends go home
And you wanna drink a beer, but your ends all gone?
Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray
Why they do me that way?
[Verse 2]
You probably dont have a lot of money
But if you did, would you find it funny?
If you lent it, and you spent it, and you didnt invest
Or put it in the bank so it can gain some interest
You just went and got the biggest car you can find
And a couple more just like it, so your friends can follow behind
Never mind how much it costs, you cop the best weed to smoke
And, for her, a fur coat; you got jetskis and boats
And next thing, youre broke... Damn
And the yacht that you got, it wont sail or float
You look back and try to catch someones attention for help
You made a right at the light, and they made a left, and you ask yourself
[Hook]
What you gonna do when the people go home
And you wanna smoke weed, but the reefers all gone
And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray?
Why they do me that way?
What you gonna do when your friends go home
And you wanna drink a beer, but your ends all gone?
Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray
Why they do me that way?
[Break]
Dont front
Dont front
Front— Front
Why they do me that way?
Yeah (Hey, hey)
Hey-hey, hey
Aint no more doobies in the tray
What you gonna do when the people go home?
Home, home
Dont front
Wanna smoke some weed, but the reefers all gone
Gone, gone (Gone)
Dont front
What you gonna do when your friends go home?
Dont front
Dont front
Dont front
And you wanna drink a beer, but your ends all gone
Gone, gone, gone
Dont front
Dont front
All gone
Dont front
All gone
Dont front
[Outro]
Get a hold. Oh-ho! Hehe
Shit, I think I found... I found a...
Hey! I found a bag of weed!
And it ... *sniff* ... smells pretty motherfuckin good!
Yeah. Ima call up some more partnas, man, finna smoke
Bring the cigars, nigga!
Dont front
Ooh! Yeah, hey
Dont front
Hey-hey, hey, hey, hey
Told you I cant sing man, I just be in here bullshittin
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