iann dior - Stressed Out (ft. Trevor Daniel) Rap City 2026-09-21 | iann dior - Stressed Out (ft. Trevor Daniel)
KAWALi - Let It Rip Remix (Lyrics) ft Clavish & wewantwraiths Rap City 2023-01-07 | KAWALi - Let It Rip Remix (Lyrics) ft Clavish & wewantwraithsSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/track/3tDmw0NeNLvWAx6CEhdJy9?si=79b2aa4ba34c4aaf➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow KAWALi:instagram.com/kawalimari#KAWALi #letitrip #rapcity ➥ Lyrics:We the-we the Mali n*ggas that came up from hitting licksWe don't do that convo, that talking that get you hitI keep a thingy on my side and I love her just like my bitchSo any little vio', I spin it and let it rip (Cone)It's like we don't do no one-on-ones, broski's serving two-on-twosWho the fuck you lying on? Pull up out the stick and moveSaid I'm only gonna buy it once, but this thing, it got plenty movesThey got my brothers in for firearms, robberies and hitting moves[Verse 1: Clavish]Ah, I say wallahi a lot, none of my n*ggas are MaliI got my jail n*ggas with a canteen or a MartyI don't evеn trust blood, got finessed by my auntieNowadays push to start, I ain't twisting a car kеyI wear Chrome Hearts, even though I'm heartlessI'm tryna get hands-on, forgetting I'm an artistForgetting I'm a star and my name's where the chart isAny guns for sale, I'll buy any on the market (Cone)Go ask Chaney what she thinks of meShe'll tell you I'm the sweetest kidDon't ask Aaliyah 'cah she'll tell you that I'm a piece of shitStare for too long and I'ma think you tryna pree my wristTaking half a box was the easiest[Chorus: KAWALi]We the Mali n*ggas came up from hitting licksWe don't do that convo, that talking that get you hitI keep a thingy on my side and I love her just like my bitchSo any little vio', I spin it and let it ripIt's like we don't do no one-on-ones, broski's serving two-on-twosWho the fuck you lying on? Pull up out the stick and moveSaid I'm only gonna buy it once, but this thing, it got plenty movesThey got my brothers in for firearms, robberies and hitting moves[Verse 2: wewantwraiths]My n*gga went to jail, he got caught out for selling bricks (Free up)My F n*ggas are Mali, make twenty quids every flip (Ye)That's the city I reside, we turned that E money legit (Ye, ye, ye)They gave my n*gga twenty five 'cause he walking blind with a stick (Ye, ye, ye)Wiilasha la waaye waakuwaan, that's my n*ggasRace n*ggas, time I pray that time go by quicker (Ye, ye)Saved a stack a week now every month I make five figures (Ye, ye)KAWALi might kawa your bitch to fly Dubai with herWe the Mali n*ggas, the definition of litThe zombie killer by my side, take your arteries out your ribsI'm screaming, "Free all of the guys", that's the only n*ggas I miss (Ye, ye, ye)We put the shusher on the usher (Ye, Cone), this mean it came with a lisp[Chorus: KAWALi]We the-we the 'Mali n*ggas came up from hitting licksWe don't do that convo, that talking that get you hitI keep a thingy on my side and I love her just like my bitchSo any little vio', I spin it and let it rip[Verse 3: KAWALi]It's like all these funny faces, I'm just tryna work who's whoI feel so comfy in the trap, that's what I'm used toPo-police asking questions like it's Blues CluesCan't bring my brodie to the show 'cah he a loose screwYou ain't a six then you can't show fairAin't seen my brodie for a while, it's been like four yearsI seen a n*gga die for less, I beg you don't stareI took a trip to the maz to get my thoughts cleared'Cause many men wish death upon me (Upon me)But I don't fear a thing, I know it's on me (On me)Got money on my mind, these days, I can't sleep (Can't sleep)Forever got the guys, I know they got me (Got me), but n*ggas tryna take my life away[Chorus: KAWALi]We the Mali n*ggas came up from hitting licksWe don't do that convo, that talking that get you hitI keep a thingy on my side and I love her just like my bitchSo any little vio', I spin it and let it ripIt's like we don't do no one-on-ones, broski's serving two-on-twosWho the fuck you lying on? Pull up out the stick and moveSaid, I'm only gonna buy it once, but this thing, it got plenty movesThey got my brothers in for firearms, robberies and hitting moves[Outro]It's like if your 'Mali hittin' licks then tell me, say, "Wallahi"Gettin' lit, gassed splittin' fity-fifty with my dargiesPop smoke, I bring the burner, welcome to the partyI can't trust that n*gga, know he talkin' to the rallies (Cone)Yeah, you know
SZA - Kill Bill (Lyrics) Rap City 2023-01-03 | SZA - Kill Bill (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: sza.lnk.to/SOS ➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow SZA: szasos.com http://instagram.com/sza http://twitter.com/sza http://facebook.com/sza #SZA #KillBill #SOS #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:I'm still a fan even though I was saltyHate to see you with some other broad, know you happyHate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'[Pre-Chorus]I'm so mature, I'm so matureI'm so mature, I got me a therapist to tell me there's other menI don't want none, I just want youIf I can't have you, no one should, I might[Chorus]I might kill my ex, not the best ideaHis new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?I might kill my ex, I still love him, thoughRather be in jail than alone[Verse 2]I get the sense that it's a lost causeI get the sense that you might really love herThe text gon' be evidence, this text is evidenceI try to ration with you, no murders, no crime of passionBut, damn, you was out of reachYou was at the farmer's market with your perfect peachNow I'm in amazement, playin' on my patienceNow you layin' face-down, got me sayin' over a beat[Pre-Chorus]I'm so mature, I'm so matureI'm so mature, I got me a therapist to tell me there's other menI don't want none, I just want youIf I can't have you, no one will, I (I might)[Chorus]I might kill my ex, not the best ideaHis new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?I might kill my ex, I still love him, thoughRather be in jail than alone[Bridge]I did it all for love (Love)I did it all on no drugs (Drugs)I did all of this soberI did it all for us, ohI did it all for love (Love)I did all of this on no drugs (Drugs)I did all of this soberDon't you know I did it all for us? (I'm gon' kill your ass tonight)[Chorus]Oh, I just killed my ex, not the best idea (Idea)Killed his girlfriend next, how'd I get here?I just killed my ex, I still love him, though (I do)Rather be in hell than alone
Rae Sremmurd - Torpedo (Lyrics) Rap City 2023-01-02 | Rae Sremmurd - Torpedo (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: raesremmurd.lnk.to/Torpedo➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rae Sremmurd: http://instagram.com/raesremmurdhttp://tiktok.com/@raesremmurdhttp://twitter.com/raesremmurdhttp://facebook.com/raesremmurdsoundcloud.com/raesremmurdapple.co/3NVTQx5 https://spoti.fi/3GN0u6u#RaeSremmurd #Torpedo #SREMM4LIFE #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Taking off for that cash like torpedo (Yeah)And your pockets too tight just like a speedo (Ayy)I already got a lot but I need more, fire (Yeah)She gotta suck my whole soul (Ooh-oh)[Chorus: Swae Lee]I'm a soldier, no limit (Limit)Just call me lieutenant ('Tenant)I'll be done in a minute (Yeah)I'm testin' the fish (Fish)Married to the game, put a ring on it (On it)It it what it is (Yeah)It's red on the bottom of my feet (Feet)I'm steppin' in Christians (Step)Lord, forgive me for sinnin' (Sinnin')I'm chokin' the engine (Chokin' the engine)Broke the record like Ripley (Ripley)I had to take risky (Risky)My bitch she so spoiled, throw a hissy fit (Fit)I had to put ice on my ligaments (Ayy)Need a bitch can count up a milli with (Milli)That's what I call friends with benefits (Benefits)[Verse 1: Swae Lee]Bad lil' bitch in my lapShe see the bird (Bird), she get a key (Key)Carbon, it come with the spoiler (Uh)I'm finna, uh, drift in this whip (Whip, okay)Flooded that ho with the rackStand on the turnbuckle, I'm the champ (Yeah)N*gga, we live and direct ('Rect)Say no to drugs, I get a rush (Rush)Takin' off to the money, torpedo (Come on)Now all the hoes tryna find me like Nemo (Find me)Pockets is tight as a speedo (Speedo, tight)Jet fuel makin' me float (Float)What exactly they mad at me for? (For)She talkin' too much, put dick in her throat (Take it)[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]Taking off for that cash like torpedo (Yeah)And your pockets too tight just like a speedo (Ayy)I already got a lot but I need more, fire (Yeah)She gotta suck my whole soul (Ooh-oh)[Chorus: Swae Lee]I'm a soldier, no limit (Limit)Just call me lieutenant ('Tenant)I'll be done in a minute (Yeah)I'm testin' the fish (Fish)Married to the game, put a ring on it (On it)It it what it is (Yeah)It's red on the bottom of my feet (Feet)I'm steppin' in Christians (Step)Lord, forgive me for sinnin' (Sinnin')I'm chokin' the engine (Chokin' the engine)Broke the record like Ripley (Ripley)I had to take risky (Risky)My bitch she so spoiled, throw an hissy fit (Fit)I had to put ice on my ligaments (Ayy)Need a bitch can count up a milli with (Milli)That's what I call friends with benefits (Benefits)[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]Am I wrong for puttin' the check first?Checkin' every box on my wishlistDove in the deep end head first, yes sirI'm the one that show up early and I get straight to work, yes sirYou can bet the bag on me, n*gga, 'cause I know my worth (Yeah), ayyWe off a lil' Reposado (Reposado)She slurpin' me like MarcianoBlack chains, Johnny Bravo (Johnny Bravo)Chasin' that chicken no Roscoe'sSaid he talkin' that check, mi habloGot a couple of cribs like PabloLouboutins steppin' on raw, ho (For real)You know I live for the right ho (Yeah)She said I'm country like Joe Dirt (Joe Dirt)In the Lambo truck, I bet she go bezerk (Skrr)If I flex on you n*ggas, it's gon' hurt (Gon' hurt)I'm a martian like Wayne, I ain't on Earth (I ain't from this Earth)Takin' off like torpedo (Woo)Big bankroll, no Neo (No Neo)Young Jim got the G code (G code)I'm wild boy like Steve-O[Chorus: Swae Lee]I'm a soldier, no limit (Limit)Just call me lieutenant ('Tenant)I'll be done in a minute (Yeah)I'm testin' the fish (Fish)Married to the game, put a ring on it (On it)It it what it is (Yeah)It's red on the bottom of my feet (Feet)I'm steppin' in Christians (Step)Lord, forgive me for sinnin' (Sinnin')I'm chokin' the engine (Chokin' the engine)Broke the record like Ripley (Ripley)I had take risky (Risky)My bitch she so spoiled, throw an hissy fit (Fit)I had to put ice on my ligaments (Ayy)Need a bitch can count up a milli with (Milli)That's what I call friends with benefits (Benefits)
Freddie Dredd - Limbo (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-29 | Freddie Dredd - Limbo (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: freddiedredd.lnk.to/FreddiesInferno➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Freddie Dreddinstagram.com/freddiedreddfacebook.com/FreddieDreddOfficialtwitter.com/FreddieDreddsoundcloud.com/freddiedredd#FreddieDredd #Limbo #FreddiesInferno #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Walk around the world, it feel like every place the sameI look into your eyes and see that you are in some painFreddie gonna help the business, help a rope around your neckGonna help you make a choice, let it sit, don't let it restYou a pest, what the fuck, you left a messIt's okay, I'll just say that your body's gone todayYou in Hell, I don't think you failed, you just made some bailCome that day, it gets worse and I hope you fucking hurt[Chorus]Now what's the word, captain?I think I caught you lackin'There are ninе more layers than this hell's packin'No tippy tappin', bitch I comе in rippy rappin'I feel lucky I'm not youAt the top I do the doStuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heartHaven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?Start from the top, and the next stop the bottomRock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'[Verse 2]Close your eyes and think of something for meThink of all the times that you've been feeling kinda lonelyWhat could you do with your time instead?What? You smoking weed, you fuck your bitch and go to bedNotice all the colors that you seeing in your headNow strip away that shit and feel the darkness, feel it spreadThis is what is like to be known as deadNow open up your eyes, you see the world it is red[Chorus]Now what's the word, captain?I think I caught you lackin'There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'I feel lucky I'm not youAt the top I do the doStuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heartHaven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?Start from the top, and the next stop the bottomRock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'Now what's the word, captain?I think I caught you lackin'There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'I feel lucky I'm not youAt the top I do the doStuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold, at heartHaven't felt sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?Start from the top, and the next stop the bottomRock bottom baby, I swear I already got em'
SZA - Big Boys (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-24 | SZA - Big Boys (Lyrics) Cuffing SeasonSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow SZA: szasos.com http://instagram.com/sza http://twitter.com/sza http://facebook.com/sza #SZA #BigBoys #BigBoy #CuffingSeason ➥ Lyrics:It's cuffin' seasonAnd now we've got a reasonTo get a big boy, I need a big boyGive me a big boy (Big, b-big, b-big, big boy)It's cuffin' seasonAnd all the girls are leavin'To get a big boy (Big boy), I need a big boy (Big boy)I want a big boy[Verse 1: Keke Palmer]I need a big boy w-wit' polar bear armsKeeps me warm in a winter snow stormWind chill is bitin' but his jackets are zippedHe bring in my groceries in just one trip[Verse 2: Ego Nwodim]Till the sun comes back, I need a big boy hottieMakes his own heat with his big boy bodyFor the next three months, skinny boys is deadForget a six-pack, I need the whole damn keg[Verse 3: Punkie Johnson]Big boy w-with a big ole backA California king, refrigerator stackedWith steaks on steaks on steaks on steaks on steaksBu-bu-butter, bacon, cheese, and lasagna in the tray[Verse 4: Cecily Strong]Need an enormous man with an enormous standFeeds me snacks with his enormous handsAnd I hope he asks me to be his winter-wife'Cause messin' with a big boy will change your life[Chorus: SZA]It's cuffin' seasonAnd all the girls be needin'I need a big boy, I want a big boyGive me a big boy[Verse 5: Ego Nwodim]I need a big boy body, like a bouncerBig mouth-breather and legs like a monsterGet in the bed and he gonna do me rightAnd when we all done he gonna snore all nightAnd then he stopsHey, babeDid this man just die?[Verse 6: Keke Palmer & Cecily Strong]Anything I need, my big boy got itIf I need a snack, he got Snickers in his pocketBig warm hoodie, yeah, you know I'm gonna rock itAnd if we gon' travel, you know he gon' put me in first-class 'cause he don't fit in the back[Bridge: Punkie Johnson & Keke Palmer]Hey, big boys (Ah, ah)Go big boys (Ah, ah)Hey, big boys (Ah, ah)I like 'em big boys (Ah, ah)Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, PunkieI thought you only liked girlsI love girls, but they can't keep me warmI wanna be the little-spoon sometimesIt's like this[Verse 7: Punkie Johnson]I been mannin' up the whole yearTaking care of kids and wifeI mow the lawn, take out the trashYou don't think that I be tired?All I do is work and stress and I could use a big boy so I could just relaxHe need to have them love-handles in the front and in the backAnd, yes, I want 'em three layers like McDonald's BigMacsBut if we talkin' girls, yo, I like my women big and it don't matter what the seasonLike 'em thick all year, yeah, yeah[Chorus: SZA]It's cuffin' seasonAnd now we got a reasonTo get a big boy, I want a big boyGive me a big, big, big boy[Outro: Kenan Thompson & Saturday Night Live]We out here, ladiesWe the reason for the seasonThese bears don't hibernate in the winterYou know where to find usWe'll be shovelin' snow in shortsBig, b-big, b-big boys
Rare video of Drake in late 90s. 🎥🦉 Rap City 2022-12-22 | #shorts #drake #90s #oldschool #rap #rnb #video
24kGoldn, Bandmanrill - Checkers (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-21 | 24kGoldn, Bandmanrill - Checkers (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: 24kgoldn.lnk.to/Checkers➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow 24kGoldn:facebook.com/24kGoldninstagram.com/24kgoldntwitter.com/24kgoldntiktok.com/@24kgoldn ➥ Follow Bandmanrill:facebook.com/BandmanrillMusicinstagram.com/bandmanrillmobile.twitter.com/bandmanrill1tiktok.com/@bandmanrill 24kgoldn.com #24kGoldn #Bandmanrill #Checkers #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Yeah, uh (That boy Jaasu, he a fool)You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm covered in diamonds[Chorus: 24kGoldn]You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm feelin' the pressure to cover up all the painYou can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don't drive me so fuckin' insane'Cause I'm feelin' stressed, but I know that I'm blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain[Verse 1: 24kGoldn]Ayy, check this, put ten million on my checklist (Checklist)My next lick, pray to God gon' be my best lick (Best lick)My ex bitch fucked it all up for my next bitch (Next bitch)You know how far people will go when they get desperateSo I'm savin' up my goddamn money (Racks)Reckless, but move carefullyFuck you, you wasn't there for meReal n*ggas, no squares with me (Ooh)Master P, it got no limitWant somethin', I go get itPass her, let the bros hit it (Ayy, ayy)Dream chasin' ain't complex, no[Chorus: 24kGoldn & Bandmanrill]You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm feelin' the pressure to cover up all the painYou can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don't drive me so fuckin' insane'Cause I'm feelin' stressed, but I know that I'm blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explainYou playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm feelin' the pressure to cover up all the painYou can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don't drive me so fuckin' insane'Cause I'm feelin' stressed, but I know that I'm blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain (Ayy)[Verse 2: Bandmanrill]I'm ridin' in the 'Vette, he ridin' in a hoopty, boy, we is not one and the same (No, no)And that bitch, yeah, she bad but she only wanna fuck me for the money and fame (I know)If your n*ggas ain't bagged or if you did not lose a homie, do not talk about pain (On bro)In that storm, it get real, I kept my hoodie on, stood tall in the rain, ohYou ain't my homie, no, I'm not tryna kick itBitch, I'm the one in my hood, I'm the ticket (Yeah, yeah)I signed a deal, this shit hit like a picketI'm tryna fuck, I want Jada, no Pinkett, on broBitch, I could rap and I'm with itGot that n*gga Goldn, we in this bitch spittin'Play with my n*ggas, on bro, then they spinnin'Play with my n*ggas, on bro, we spinnin'[Bridge: 24kGoldn]California (California), yeah, that's the place that I call homeArizona ('Zona), I got some family down the roadMinnesota ('Sota), I leave my heart wherever it's coldCross the border (Border), around the corner[Chorus: 24kGoldn]You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm feelin' the pressure to cover up all the painYou can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don't drive me so fuckin' insane'Cause I'm feelin' stressed, but I know that I'm blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explainYou playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, baby, we are not one and the sameI'm covered in diamonds, I'm feelin' the pressure to cover up all the painYou can drive in a Rover or drive in a Range, just don't drive me so fuckin' insane'Cause I'm feelin' stressed, but I know that I'm blessed, baby, this shit is hard to explain[Outro: 24kGoldn]California, yeah, that's the place that I call homeArizona, I got some family down the roadMinnesota, I leave my heart wherever it's coldCross the border, around the corner
Metro Boomin, Future - Too Many Nights (Lyrics) ft. Don Toliver Rap City 2022-12-18 | Metro Boomin, Future - Too Many Nights (Lyrics) ft. Don ToliverSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: https://MetroBoomin.lnk.to/HeroesandVillains➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Metro Boomin:twitter.com/metroboomininstagram.com/metroboomininstagram.com/boominatitiktok.com/@officialmetroboominfacebook.com/MetroBoominboominatiworldwide.com #MetroBoomin #HeroesAndVillains #TooManyNights #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Keep the bitch ju-u-ump, keep it on ju-u-ump (Jump)Keep the bitch ju-u-umpI got it cool, for a tenThe bitch get loose, she tryna winI beat her by the house, I beat her inThere's forty in the couch, I let her spend[Verse 1: Don Toliver]When it calls lit, better call inShe done popped all out, she can call twinI done went to spazzed out, I put the raw inI done hit the strip club and spent a tall tenBut shawty off the ClicquotShe been comin' hot just like a heat stroke (Heat strokе)I could see you lurkin' through the peepholeI'm stackin' differеnt money, type C notes (C notes)I'm talkin' C notes, n*gga, hit C notes[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver]You spend what you want and you get what you wantI guess you got what you wantedYou're hittin' the pole and you give it your allNow, you keepin' it honest (Yeah)It's too many nights I went namelessIt's too many nights I went famousIt's too many nights I went brainless, sayin', "Uh-uh-uh-uh" (Yeah)Let's get dru-u-unk[Chorus: Don Toliver]Keep the bitch ju-u-ump (Keep jump)Keep the bitch ju-u-ump (Keep jump)Keep the bitch—I got it cool, for a tenThe bitch get loose, she tryna winI beat her out the house, I beat her inThere's money in the couch, I let her spend[Verse 2: Don Toliver]You made a hundred and you fall back, did you wanna call back?Knowin' that you're all that, baeI was two hundred on your dashboard, stampin' out your passportAsk me if I'm really okay[Bridge: Don Toliver]You get what you want, you want, you wantYou get what you want, you want, you wantYou get what you want, you want, you wantYou get what you want, you want, you want[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver]You spend what you want and you get what you wantI guess you got what you wantedYou're hittin' the pole and you give it your allNow, you keepin' it honest (Yeah)It's too many nights I went namelessIt's too many nights I went famousIt's too many nights I went brainless, sayin', "Uh-uh-uh-uh" (Yeah)Let's get dru-u-unk[Chorus: Don Toliver]Keep it on ju-u-ump (Jump)Keep it on ju-u-ump[Interlude: Don Toliver]Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Keep it on ju-u-ump)Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Keep it on ju-u-ump)Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Keep it on ju-u-ump)Ooh-ooh (Hahaha)[Outro: Future]Bottega Veneta whenever you ride with meIt ain't like I'm askin' you to ride for freeFrom trappin' to rappin', need to be proud of me (Proud of me)Back out the studio and throw parties (Throw parties)Money comin' too fast, I can't slow it (I can't slow it)Feel like I'm runnin' from my past, I can't slow downSo many nights, 'bout to crash (Skrrt)Now I'm buyin' the foreigns, all cashI can't slow down
XXXTENTACION - WitDemDicks! (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-17 | XXXTENTACION - WitDemDicks! (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: xxxtentacion.lnk.to/WitDemDicks➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ ➥ Follow XXXTENTACIONinstagram.com/xxxtentacionmobile.twitter.com/xxxtentacionmakeouthill.com #XXXTENTACION #WitDemDicks! #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:I'm fuckin' bitches with my GoProPido a la vida I won't go brokeAll of these bitches, they want hardcore (Yeah, Ayy)Pussy, you talking but won't fade, I knowI need the coke, I can't cope, ho (Yeah, yeah)Dive in that pussy and I slow stroke (Yeah)Triple the X, I might triple the cupI might double it up, I might no scopeI might bedazzle my pistol, ayy"X, you a goon, what's your issue?" ayyDiamonds electric like Raichu, ayyIf you need lean, I might pint you, ayyHollow tips all in my rifle, ayyMake your head lean like the Eiffel, ayySaid my dick look like the Eiffel, ayyIf you say I'm white, I might fight you[Chorus]Double up, ayy (Okay)Double up, ayyDouble up, ayyDouble up, ayyDouble up, ayyI just got two bitches, need a double cup, ayyI just got two bitches, need to double up, ayyDouble up, ayyDouble up, ayyDouble up, ayyDouble up, ayyI just brought them bitches, need a double cup, ayyI just got two bitches, need a double cup
Juice WRLD Freestyles to Eminems The Real Slim Shady Rap City 2022-12-15 | #shorts #viral #foryoupage #juicewrld #eminem #therealslimshady #freestyle
DJ Khaled - Im The One (Lyrics) ft. Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne Rap City 2022-12-14 | DJ Khaled - I'm The One (Lyrics) ft. Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance the Rapper, Lil WayneSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: djkhaled.lnk.to/listenYD➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow DJ Khaled:https://DJKhaled.lnk.to/followFI https://DJKhaled.lnk.to/followTI https://DJKhaled.lnk.to/followII https://DJKhaled.lnk.to/followWI https://DJKhaled.lnk.to/followSI #DJKhaled #ImTheOne #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:We the Best MusicAnother one!DJ Khaled[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]Yeah, you're lookin' at the truthThe money never lie, noI'm the one, yeah, I'm the oneEarly mornin' in the DawnKnow you wanna ride now (Let's ride, let's ride!)I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeahAnd you sick of all those other imitatorsDon't let the only real one intimidate yaSee you watchin', don't run outta time nowI'm the one, yeah[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Quavo]Oh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-ohI'm the oneOh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-ohI'm the only oneOh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-ohI'm the oneOh-eh-oh-oh-oh, eh-ohI'm the only oneYeah, yeah![Verse 1: Quavo]Quavo! I'm the one that hit that same spot (Hit it)She the one that bring them rain drops (Rain drops)We go back, remember criss-cross and hopscotch? (Hopscotch)You the one that hold me down when the block's hot (Hot)I make your dreams come true when you wake up (Dream)And your look's just the same without no make-up (Bad)Had to pull up on your mama, see what you're made of (Mama)Ain't gotta worry 'bout 'em commas 'cause my cake up (Cake)You can run inside my life from that fame bus (Skrrt)'Cause I promise, when we step out you'll be famous (Yeah)Modern day Bonnie and Clyde what they named us (Why?)'Cause when we pull up—brt-brt!—all angles[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]Yeah, you're lookin' at the truthThe money never lie, noI'm the one, yeah, I'm the oneEarly mornin' in the DawnKnow you wanna ride now (Let's ride, let's ride!)I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeahAnd you sick of all those other imitatorsDon't let the only real one intimidate yaSee you watchin', don't run outta time nowI'm the one, yeah[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Chance The Rapper][Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]Uh, she beat her face up with that new ChanelShe like the price, she see the ice, it make her coochie meltWhen I met her in the club I asked her who she feltThen she went and put that booty on that Gucci beltWe don't got no labelShe say she want bottles, she ain't got no tableShe don't got no bed frame, she don't got no tablesWe just watchin' Netflix, she ain't got no cable, okay thoughPlug, plug, plug, I'm the plug for herShe want a nigga that pull her hair and hold the door for herBaby, that's only me, bitch, it okay with meBaby, okay, okay though[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]Yeah, you're lookin' at the truthThe money never lie, noI'm the one, yeah, I'm the oneEarly mornin' in the DawnKnow you wanna ride now (Let's ride, let's ride!)I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeahAnd you sick of all those other imitatorsDon't let the only real one intimidate yaSee you watchin', don't run outta time nowI'm the one, yeah[Chorus: Justin Bieber][Verse 3: Lil Wayne]Lookin' for the one?Well, bitch, you're lookin' at the oneI'm the best yet, and yet my best is yet to come'Cause I've been lookin' for somebodyNot just any fuckin' bodyDon't make me catch a bodyThat's for any and everybodyOh my God, she hit me up all day, get no responseBitch, you blow my highThat's like turnin' gold to bronze, roll my eyesAnd when she on the molly, she a zombieShe think we Clyde and BonnieBut it's more like Whitney and BobbyGod, forgive me! Tunechi F finessin', I'm a legendStraight up out the CrescentFly your bae down for the EssenceFor the record I knew Khaled when that boy was spinnin' recordsMula Gang, winnin' recordI'm just flexin' on my exes, oh God[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled]Yeah, you're lookin' at the truthThe money never lie, noI'm the one, yeah, I'm the oneEarly mornin' in the DawnKnow you wanna ride now (Let's ride, let's ride!)I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one, yeahAnd you sick of all those other imitatorsDon't let the only real one intimidate yaSee you watchin', don't run outta time nowI'm the one, yeah[Outro: Justin Bieber & DJ Khaled](Another one)Don't you know, girl? Don't you know, girl?I am the one for you (I'm the one)Yeah, I'm the oneDon't you know, girl? Don't you know, girl?I am the one for you (I'm the one)Yeah, I'm the oneDon't you know, girl? Don't you know, girl?I am the one for you (I'm the one)Yeah, I'm the oneDon't you know, girl? Don't you know, girl?I am the one for you (I'm the one)Yeah, I'm the one
Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, 21 Savage - Niagara Falls (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-12 | Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, 21 Savage - Niagara Falls (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: https://MetroBoomin.lnk.to/HeroesandVillains➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Metro Boomin:twitter.com/metroboomininstagram.com/metroboomininstagram.com/boominatitiktok.com/@officialmetroboominfacebook.com/MetroBoominboominatiworldwide.com #MetroBoomin #HeroesAndVillains #NiagaraFalls #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:We done did so much around the law (21)I done seen so much I shouldn't've saw (Straight up)Tatted teardrops, call Niagara Falls (Straight up)It been up and down but never fall (On God)I been at the lab behind the wall (21)I been at the lab behind the—[Chorus: Travis Scott & 21 Savage]Ratchet bitches wanted Frenchy's, not PhilippeThat's the type to put me in my mood (In my mood)She know that I'm mobbin', she come cool for meShe know how to put me in my groove (On God)I know it's a lot that you can learn from meIt's just one thing that you gotta prove (Straight up)If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me?I might need a extra foot or two (Straight up)Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin' meI might need a extra foot or two (Foot or two)They might havе to go and build a house for meI might need a extra foot or— (21)[Verse 1: 21 Savage & Travis Scott]Crib samе size as the Galleria (Galleria, phew)Spanish model with me, call her "Señorita" (Señorita, phew)I done fell in love with a hood girlShe be puttin' syrup in her margaritas (Margarita, phew)Bought my college vibe a brand new Birkin (On God, phew)On the weekend, she be twerkin' (Straight up, phew)Take a shower in the Maybach, it got curtains (21)Leave your phone in your purse, you makin' me nervous (Lil' bitch, phew)Saint Laurent Don fresher than detergent (I be clean, phew)Got a crush on this waitress, hope she serve me (Nah mean? Phew)Porsche headlights on, Kermit the Frog (21, 21, phew)Michael Vick, number seven, I'm a dawg (Big dawg, phew)[Chorus: Travis Scott]Ratchet bitches wanted Frenchy's, not Philippe (Ah)That's the type to put me in my mood (Yeah)She know that I'm mobbin', she come cool for me (Ah, ah)She know how to put me in my groove (Yeah)I know it's a lot that you can learn from me (Ooh)It's just one thing that you gotta prove (Ah, ah)If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me? (Ah, ah)I might need a extra foot or two (Ah, ah, oh)Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin' me (Ooh)I might need a extra foot or two (Ooh)They might have to go and build a house for me (Ooh)I might need a extra foot or— (Ooh)You might also likeLock On MeMetro Boomin, Travis Scott & FutureCreepin’Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & 21 SavageRaindrops (Insane)Metro Boomin & Travis Scott[Verse 2: Travis Scott]We done did so much around the lawStay up to forget 'bout what I sawPowers keep increasin' by the barShit don't make you sleepy after allShoppin' in my closet, not the mallOpenin' my mouth, a disco ballI extend the marble on the wallI been into designin' it all, all, allWater down her eyes, Niagara FallsGot too many numbers; who to call?Made too many ways for you to crossNow we lookin' down and then we ball, ball, ball[Chorus: Travis Scott]Ratchet bitches wanted Frenchy's, not Philippe (Ah)That's the type to put me in my mood (Yeah)She know that I'm mobbin', she come cool for me (Ah, ah)She know how to put me in my groove (Yeah)I know it's a lot that you can learn from me (Ooh)It's just one thing that you gotta prove (Ah, ah)If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me? (Ah, ah)I might need a extra foot or two (Ah, ah, oh)Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin' me (Ooh)I might need a extra foot or two (Ooh)They might have to go and build a house for me (Ooh)I might need a extra foot or— (Ooh)[Outro: Morgan Freeman]Villains don't perceive themselves as wrongAnd all heroes do not wear capesVillains are made, not bornMost times, the villain and the hero's beginnings, unlike their endings, take nearly identical shape and form
Scorey & Polo G - Get Money (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-11 | Scorey & Polo G - Get Money (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: scorey.lnk.to/HIOTW➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Scoreyfacebook.com/scoreyayeeinstagram.com/scoreytwitter.com/scoreyytiktok.com/@scorey scoreyayee.com #Scorey #HelpIsOnTheWay #GetMoney #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)He know the day he run into me might be his last (Boy might just die)If you don’t do nothin’ else, then I’ll go get that cash (Get that guap)I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)[Chorus: Scorey]Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain’t nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it’s runny (Uh, uh)So used to rain clouds, can’t believe it’s sunny (Uh, uh)[Verse 1: Polo G]Broski too high off a Percocet, the trenches where he lurkin’ atA n*gga diss, wе kill him, I'on care if I ain’t heard it yetCash calls from talkin’ bands, hе broke, he can’t interpret thatI spent thousands just on pants before I bought a shirt to matchCan’t believe it's sunny now, we gettin' money nowGlocks look like they graduate, and all of 'em bitches buttoned downHave my lil' cappers face him, now he ain't above the groundTTG plus 4TS, that's like 1300 rounds[Pre-Chorus: Scorey]Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)He know the day he run into me might be his last (Boy might just die)If you don’t do nothin’ else, then I’ll go get that cash (Get that guap)I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)[Chorus: Scorey]Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain’t nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it’s runny (Uh, uh)So used to rain clouds, can’t believe it’s sunny (Uh, uh)[Verse 2: Scorey]Paper route the money, run the cake up, why they on it?Chasin' paper, trauma joined us, how I stay up 'til the morning? ('til the morning)Brand new Glock .19 don't need no laser when I blow it (When I blow it)I say Help Is On The Way, and they go crazy when I post it (It's on the way, bitch)Walk right up in Neimans, cop it when I see it (When I see it)He don't disrespect 'cause I got cash to R.I.P. him (I got that cash)I got hella aim, so when I blast it, I'ma leave him (I'ma blast)Tried to stand on his ground, we put his casket right beneath him[Pre-Chorus: Scorey]Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)He know the day he run into me might be his last (Boy might just die)If you don’t do nothin’ else, then I’ll go get that cash (Get that guap)I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)[Chorus: Scorey]Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherfucking bag)‘Cause when you broke, it ain't a joke, ain’t nothin' funny (Don't motherfucking laugh)Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it’s runny (Uh, uh)So used to rain clouds, can’t believe it’s sunny (Can't believe it's sunny, uh)
Polo G - My All (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-10 | Polo G - My All (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: polog.lnk.to/myall➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Polo Gfacebook.com/pologofficialIinstagram.com/polo.capalottwitter.com/Polo_Capalottiktok.com/@pologofficialpolocapalot.com #PoloG #MyAll #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up fromWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-oneHigh on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush comeI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huhNo, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'emBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck someI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jumpBut I hate that I was too deep in so young[Verse 1]I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard MilleI been turnt up, I'm the youngest and the richest in my cityAll on Twitter on my dick because that bitch can't get up with mеThis rapper lifestyle lit, callеd it a quits and now she shitty, uhIn my bag, not in my feelings, do I miss it? Nah, not reallyAnd I know these n*ggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semiWith my goon squad, and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt meGlock gon' do it's job and bro gon' blow that bitch 'til it get empty, uhAnd for bro, I'd give my kidney up, shots, that's a hundred sixty plusMe and Liv just fucked Philly up, fucking hoes, I done bust plenty nutsMy care on zero, not no hero, n*gga, I don't give any fucksAdrenaline, that's why my fit gon' spaz out and let glizzies bust[Chorus]Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up fromWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-oneHigh on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush comeI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huhNo, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'emBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck someI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jumpBut I hate that I was too deep in so young[Verse 2]Casamigos sippin', I'm so in that I can't speak properShe be doin' dicks from block to block, heard she's a street hopper1300, baby, but got love from all the ReRockersThem sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot youFor Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch, you will get your hood hitHad to watch 'em get put in the grave, them the same n*ggas I stood withBronem tryna ease that pain every time that them 'Woods litAccept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fixN*ggas did way too much talkin', it's a lot of dead opps that I should dissAnd really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort n*ggas on some Suge shitHow the fuck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances? You ain't never took risks[Chorus]Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up fromWhen it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-oneHigh on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush comeI gave that ungrateful bitch my all, that wasn't enough, huhNo, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'emBaby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna fuck someI'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jumpBut I hate that I was too deep in so young
Metro Boomin, The Weeknd, 21 Savage - Creepin (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-07 | Metro Boomin, The Weeknd, 21 Savage - Creepin' (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: https://MetroBoomin.lnk.to/HeroesandVillains➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Metro Boomin:twitter.com/metroboomininstagram.com/metroboomininstagram.com/boominatitiktok.com/@officialmetroboominfacebook.com/MetroBoominboominatiworldwide.com #MetroBoomin #HeroesAndVillains #Creepin #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Ooh, ooh-oohOoh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Just can't believe this, man)(Metro Boomin want some more, n***a)[Verse 1: The Weeknd]Somebody said they saw youThe person you were kissing wasn't meAnd I would never ask youI just kept it to myself[Chorus: The Weeknd]I don't wanna knowIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low'Cause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if you're creepin', please, don't let it showOh, baby, I don't wanna knowOh-oh, oh-oh, ooh-woahOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh[Verse 2: The Weeknd]Oh, yeahI think about it when I hold youWhen lookin' in your eyes, I can't believeAnd I don't need to know the truthBaby, keep it to yourself[Chorus: The Weeknd]I don't wanna knowIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low'Cause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if you're creepin', please, don't let it showOh, baby, I don't wanna know[Bridge: Mario Winans, The Weeknd, Both]Did he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me)Did he watch you fall asleep? (Watch you fall asleep)Did you show him all those things, that you used to do to me?If you're better off that way (Better off that way)There ain't more that I can say (More that I can say)Just go on and do your thing and don't come back to meOoh, ooh-oohOoh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh[Verse 3: 21 Savage]Woah, woah, woah, 21Had me crushin', I was cuffin' like the precinctHow you go from housewife to a sneaky link?Got you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and RoversGirl, you used to ride in the rinky dinkI'm the one put you in Eliantte (On God)Fashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (On God)You was rockin' Coach bags, got you Chane'-ne'Side bitch in Frisco, I call her my Bay-bae (21)I got a girl but I still feel alone (On God)If you playin' me that mean my home ain't home (On God)Havin' nightmares of goin' through your phone (21)Can't even record, you got me out my zone[Chorus: The Weeknd]I don't wanna knowIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low'Cause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if you're creepin', please, don't let it showOh, baby, I don't wanna knowIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low'Cause my heart can't take it anymoreAnd if you're creepin', please, don't let it showOh, baby, I don't wanna know[Outro: 21 Savage & The Weeknd]If you creepin', just don't let me find out (On God)Get a hotel, never bring 'em to the house (On God)If you're better off that wayBaby, all that I can sayIf you're gonna do your thing then don't come back to me
Lil Mosey - Rocket (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-12-04 | Lil Mosey - Rocket (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: lilmosey.lnk.to/VER➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Lil Mosey:soundcloud.com/lilmoseyinstagram.com/lilmoseytwitter.com/lilmoseyfacebook.com/LilMoseyMusic#LilMosey #Rocket #VER #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Yeah, I'm takin' off like a rocket (Phew)Stick hanging out of my pocket (Blick-blick)Geeked, don't know how I'm walkin' (I'on know, uh, I'on know)Yeah, designer, it drip like a faucet (Phew, drip-drip)Put VVS on my watches (Flash)Hunnid racks just on my closet, uh (Cash)Green beam, gone off the leanI grow some money like money machine (Ah)I got this money, it's nothing to me (Yeah)I get my vitamins off a IVYeah, she go to church, but she prayin' to me (Lil'- wow)I saw some n*ggas like Jimmy Iovine (I did)I been that n*gga since I was a teen[Verse 1]I fuck that bitch, then I'm out (Out)She suckin' me up on a couch (Lil' bitch), uhShe lovе puttin' pills in her mouthDon't get what she want, thеn she pout (Wow)Run that shit up, I can't stopI just spend me a mill' on a yacht (Ooh)I'm at the tippity top (Tippity)And I know that they pray that I flop (What-what?)[Chorus]Yeah, I'm takin' off like a rocket (Phew)Stick hanging out of my pocket (Blick-blick)Geeked, don't know how I'm walkin' (I'on know, uh, I'on know)Yeah, designer, it drip like a faucet (Phew, drip-drip)Put VVS on my watches (Flash)Hunnid racks just on my closet, uh (Cash)Green beam, gone off the leanI grow some money like money machine (Ah)I got this money, it's nothing to me (Yeah)I get my vitamins off a IVYeah, she go to church, but she prayin' to me (Lil' bitch)I saw some n*ggas like Jimmy Iovine (I did)I been that n*gga since I was a teen[Verse 2]My diamonds hit with no flash (Blick-blick)I was dumped off, now I'm back, uhWe poppin' n*ggas, Tic Tac (Phew-phew)Micky D's came wit' a Mac', uhI do this shit by my lonely (Uh-uh)I barely got any homies (Phew-phew)I call my white bitch a snow bitchI call these chains on me, trophies (Blick-blick, blick-blick, blick-blick)[Chorus]Yeah, I'm takin' off like a rocket (Phew)Stick hanging out of my pocket (Blick-blick)Geeked, don't know how I'm walkin' (I'on know, uh, I'on know)Yeah, designer, it drip like a faucet (Phew, drip-drip)Put VVS on my watches (Flash)Hunnid racks just on my closet, uh (Cash)Green beam, gone off the leanI grow some money like money machine (Ah)I got this money, it's nothing to me (Yeah)I get my vitamins off a IVYeah, she go to church, but she prayin' to me (Lil' bitch, wow)I saw some n*ggas like Jimmy Iovine (I did)I been that n*gga since I was a teen
Fredo Bang - My Body (Lyrics) ft. B.O.G. Vonnie Rap City 2022-12-01 | Fredo Bang - My Body (Lyrics) ft. B.O.G. VonnieSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: fredobang.lnk.to/UNLV ➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Fredo Bang: instagram.com/fredobangfacebook.com/fredobangbiztwitter.com/fredobangtiktok.com/@fredobangbigape#FredoBang #UNLV #MyBody #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:I got new shoes on my ride (Yes sir)Rollin' down 95 (Yes sir)And you can see in my eyes (Yes sir)That I'm lookin' for a cutie pieWork it outWork it out (Let's go, Mykel)Work it outWork it outWork it outYeah[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]I love a girl that keep my mind racin'I can tell it's good just off your conversationYeah, I'm not stoppin' 'til you're mine, babyTryna hit you with that nine, babyWhy would we wait? That's only time wastedShe was a good girl, she barely go to clubsI changed her life, now she like fuckin' on a thugBitch bad, I'm on her skin just like DoveI told her she my light, I'm tryna leave it on above[Pre-Chorus: Fredo Bang]Got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes sir)Rollin' down 95 (Yes sir)And you can see it in her eyes (Yes sir)That she don't never want another guy (Yes sir)And we ain't gotta make love (Yes sir)And we can just cuddle up (Yes sir)But if she want me to beat it up (Yes sir)Yeah, damn it, I'll beat it up (Yes sir)[Chorus: Fredo Bang]My body, your bodyMy body, your bodyMy body, your bodyMy body, your body[Verse 2: B.O.G. Vonnie & Fredo Bang]That outside dick keep them hoes sickCashApp or Zelle, he know I'm jumpin' on it— Jumpin' on itThat outside dick keep them hoes sick (Bitch bad, bitch bad)CashApp or Zelle, he know I'm jumpin' on it— Jumpin' on it (Bad bitch, bad)[Verse 3: Fredo Bang & B.O.G. Vonnie]Baby got her own, she quick to tell you she don't need it (Jumpin' on it)Plus her credit good, she a keeper (Jumpin' on it)She might flirt, but she ain't fuckin', she a teaser (Jumpin' on it)She like to take her time, she a Libra (Jumpin' on it)Yeah, I'm in the water, got it bustin' like a bubbleShe wan' feel it, she start slidin' off the rubberI got a girl, but that— worth the trouble (He got a bitch)You way too bad to be fuckin' undercover (But I ain't worried 'bout her)[Bridge: B.O.G. Vonnie]Worried 'bout her— Worried 'bout her— Worried— Worried— Worried 'bout herHe got a—Worried 'bout her— Worried 'bout her— Worried 'bout her— Worried— Worried— Worried 'bout herHe got a— Got a— Got a— Got a— Got a— Got a— Got a—He got a bitch (You way too bad to be fuckin' undercover)But I ain't worried 'bout her[Pre-Chorus: Fredo Bang]Got a bad bitch in my ride (Yes sir)Rollin' down 95 (Yes sir)And you can see it in her eyes (Yes sir)That she don't never want another guy (Yes sir)And we ain't gotta make love (Yes sir)And we can just cuddle up (Yes sir)But if she want me to beat it up (Yes sir)Yeah, damn it, I'll beat it up (Yes sir)[Chorus: Fredo Bang]My body, your bodyMy body, your bodyMy body, your bodyMy body, your body[Outro: B.O.G. Vonnie]Jumpin'— J— J— J— J— Jumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin' on it— Jumpin' on itJump— J— J— Jump— Jump— Jumpin' on it— Jump— Jumpin' on itJumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin'— Jumpin' on itJump— J— J— Jump— Jump— Jumpin' on it— Jumpin' on itHe got a bitch, but I ain't worried 'bout herHe got a bitch, but I ain't worried 'bout her
Rod Wave - The Answer Is No (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-29 | Rod Wave - The Answer Is No (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: rodwave.lnk.to/JupiterDiaries➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rod Wave:rodwave.lnk.to/applemusicrodwave.lnk.to/youtuberodwave.lnk.to/spotifyrodwave.lnk.to/soundcloud#RodWave #TheAnswerIsNo #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Damn, it's safe to say money changin' me, n*ggaCrazy how the fame be changin' these n*ggasOn my knees, askin' God to keep me safe me from these n*ggasIn my own lane, a thousand miles away from these n*ggasI don't fuck with nobody, they all in competitionI don't fuck with these hoes, that's how the money go missin'People come around just for beneficial business'Cause any given Wednesday, wakе up and spend a millionBallin', for realShot callin', for realIn control of my drеamTook it all in, for realAnd I love my thug brothers, blood can make us closerPray that they protected on this hectic rollercoaster'Cause I know, it's a whole lot with this shitOn my P's and my Q's, on top of this shitThis a dirty game in a dirty world, I hate itSnakes came with handshakes and smilin' facesOh, it's crazyN*ggas have pillow conversations with any ho get nakedPray that my migos, never let these hoesCome between us and beat usAnd you can even scream louder, but I can't hear youPicture me rollin' wonderin' in my rearviewCan't get along with my peers, why, give it a try?I feel like they all lost, livin' a lie[Chorus]And, I don't fuck with these n*ggas, I feel like they all fakeI don't fuck with these bitches, I feel like they all fakeI don't fuck with these n*ggas, I feel like they all fakeI don't fuck with these bitches, I don't fuck with these n*gas, at allYeah, yeah, yeah[Outro]The answer no, n*gga
NLE Choppa - Do It Again (Lyrics) ft. 2Rare Rap City 2022-11-27 | NLE Choppa - Do It Again (Lyrics) ft. 2RareSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: nlechoppax2rare.lnk.to/doitagain➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow NLE Choppa:http://www.facebook.com/nlechoppamusichttp://www.twitter.com/nlechoppa1http://www.instagram.com/nlechoppamusichttp://www.snapchat.com/add/nlechoppamusic#NLEChoppa #DoItAgain #2Rare #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:You abandoned me, love don't live here anymore[Chorus: NLE Choppa]Lil' baby, you act like you know you was wrongYou lyin', watch yo' toneI'm too fine to be so aloneNot my kind, he is a cloneI'ma get money, no matter the cost (Cost)Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss (Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss (Loss)He is a worker and I am a bossLil' baby, you act like you know you was wrong(You lyin', watch yo' tone)I'm too fine to be so alone(Not my kind, he is a clone)I'ma get money, no matter the cost(Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss(He is a worker and I am a boss)[Bridge: NLE Choppa]You abandoned me, love don't live here anymoreBitch, go crazyBitch, go crazyBitch, go crazyBitch, go crazy (Oh)[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]Don't wanna be homies, don't wanna be friendsBeat my dick 'fore I hit you againBitch, I'm in love, won't get me againWhere's my heart? Gone in the windLike, for realBitch, you know love get you killedI don't write it, I say how it feel (Bah)Tryna think about how I'ma heal (I'ma heal)You think you slick? Ayy, ayyYou easy to readPack yo' bags and leave my keys (Keys)I'ma forget about you when you leave (Leave)Fuck your friend, but that'll be greedSend me a message, I left it on seen (Seen)Like, keep it a beanSay that you love me, it's really a scheme (It's really a lie)[Chorus: NLE Choppa]Lil' baby, you act like you know you was wrongYou lyin', watch yo' toneI'm too fine to be so aloneNot my kind, he is a cloneI'ma get money, no matter the cost (Cost)Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss (Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss (Loss)He is a worker and I am a bossLil' baby, you act like you know you was wrong(You lyin', watch yo' tone)I'm too fine to be so alone(Not my kind, he is a clone)I'ma get money, no matter the cost(Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss(He is a worker and I am a boss)[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]You did it before, you will do it again(You did it before, you will do it again)You did it before, you will do it again(You did it before, you will do it again)Like, for real (Real)Got me workin' and coverin' bills (Bills)Got a new girl, she keep it real (Real)She call me, "Daddy," she love how it feel (She love how I feel)[Chorus: NLE Choppa]Lil' baby, you act like you know you was wrongYou lyin', watch yo' toneI'm too fine to be so aloneNot my kind, he is a cloneI'ma get money, no matter the cost (Cost)Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss (Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss (Loss)He is a worker and I am a bossLil' baby, you act like you know you was wrong(You lyin', watch yo' tone)I'm too fine to be so alone(Not my kind, he is a clone)I'ma get money, no matter the cost(Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss(He is a worker and I am a boss)[Verse 3: 2Rare]I just got a new thot, DJ Khaled, that's another oneY'all n*ggas just like Kool-AidY'all be sweet but y'all ain't jammin' usI don't know what you thought it was, bitchWhat the fuck you want?Bitch, you like a squirrel, you just like Sandy, bitch, get off my nutsI just told that bitch to try meFifty ball on the head and he gon' die tryin'Who fuckin' with us? Just guess, nobodyChain on froze, you could play some hockeyTalk so hot, what you ate? Them TakisHad to dub her twice like she was fortyYou better add it upLike two plus two, you wasn't for me[Chorus: NLE Choppa]Lil' baby, you act like you know you was wrongYou lyin', watch yo' toneI'm too fine to be so aloneNot my kind, he is a cloneI'ma get money, no matter the cost (Cost)Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss (Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss (Loss)He is a worker and I am a bossLil' baby, you act like you know you was wrong(You lyin', watch yo' tone)I'm too fine to be so alone(Not my kind, he is a clone)I'ma get money, no matter the cost(Havin' some water, I'm havin' some Voss)Got that dope dick, that's yo' loss(He is a worker and I am a boss)[Outro]You abandoned meYou abandoned meYou abandoned meYou abandoned me, love don't live here anymoreYou abandoned me, love don't live here anymore
Rod Wave - Love Overdose (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-24 | Rod Wave - Love Overdose (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: rodwave.lnk.to/JupiterDiaries➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rod Wave:rodwave.lnk.to/applemusicrodwave.lnk.to/youtuberodwave.lnk.to/spotifyrodwave.lnk.to/soundcloud#RodWave #LoveOverdose #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:(B Squared Beats)(Will-A-Fool)Yeah, yeah, yeahHigh off love, high off loveWho needs drugs when you're high off love?Love, loveLook, uh, uh[Verse]Coffee cup codeine, got my mind and heart racingLate nights, I remember how things started changingTold you I'll be home soon, guess you ran out of patienceWhat happened to our love? Seems you forgot about me, babyTrapped in a world of sin, ridin' 'round on tenIn a brand new Benz, can't nobody get inI don't want no more friends, can't nobody come 'roundI don't want no more love, they all let me downPеrcocets remind me of your lovе, well, what it used to beUsually I pop two or three, then think 'bout you and mePercocets remind me of what we used to beUsually I pop two or three, then think 'bout you and me[Chorus]Yeah, uhSlow down, don't rushWho needs drugs when you're high off love?It's okay, don't take it all in at one momentAll at one moment could lead to overdosingYeah, you're high off love, high off love, who needs drugs?High off love, high off love, high off loveLost on love, lost on love, who needs drugs?Love
Eminem - Superman (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-23 | Eminem - Superman (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/track/4woTEX1wYOTGDqNXuavlRC?si=496f032671384fe0➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Eminem:http://www.soundcloud.com/eminemofficialhttp://www.facebook.com/eminemhttp://www.twitter.com/Eminem?lang=nlhttp://www.instagram.com/eminem#Eminem #Superman #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Mhmmm *inhales*You high, baby?Yeah, hahahahaYeah?Talk to meYou want me to tell you something?Uh-huhI know what you wanna hear[Refrain: Eminem & Dina Rae]'Cause I know you want me, baby, I think I want you tooI think I love you, baby, I think I love you too (Oh-ooh)I'm here to save you, girl, come be in Shady's world (Ooh-ooh, ooh)I wanna grow together, let's let our love unfurlYou know you want me, baby, you know I want you tooThey call me Superman, I'm here to rescue youI wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady's world (Ooh-ooh)Oh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl[Verse 1: Eminem]They call me SupermanLeap tall hoes in a single boundI'm single now: got no ring on this finger nowI'd never let another chick bring me downIn a relationship; save it, bitch!Babysit? You make me sickSuperman ain't savin' shitGirl, you can jump on Shady's dickStraight from the hip, cut to the chaseI tell a muhfuckin' slut to her facePlay no games, say no namesEver since I broke up with what's-her-faceI'm a different man, kiss my assKiss my lips? Bitch, why ask?Kiss my dick, get my cash?I'd rather have you whip my assDon't put out? I'll put you outWon't get out? I'll push you outPuss blew out, poppin' shitWouldn't piss on fire to put you outAm I too nice? Buy you ice?Bitch, if you died, wouldn't buy you lifeWhat, you tryin' to be my new wife?What, you Mariah? Fly through twice[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]But I do know one thing thoughBitches, they come, they goSaturday through Sunday, Monday (Yeah-yeah)Monday through Sunday, yoMaybe I'll love you one dayMaybe we'll someday grow'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho[Chorus: Eminem]‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanI can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman[Verse 2: Eminem]Don't get me wrong, I love these hoesIt's no secret, everybody knowsYeah, we fucked—bitch, so what?That's about as far as your buddy goesWe'll be friends, I'll call you againI'll chase you around every bar you attendNever know what kinda car I'll be inWe'll see how much you'll be partyin' thenYou don't want that, neither do II don't wanna flip when I see you with guysToo much pride, between you and INot a jealous man, but females lieBut I guess that's just what sluts doHow could it ever be just us two?I'd never love you enough to trust youWe just met and I just fucked you[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]But I do know one thing thoughBitches, they come, they goSaturday through Sunday, MondayMonday through Sunday, yoMaybe I'll love you one dayMaybe we'll someday grow'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho[Chorus: Eminem]‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanI can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanI can't be your Superman, can't be your SupermanCan't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman[Refrain:]I know you want me, baby, I think I want you tooI think I love you, baby, I think I love you tooI'm here to save you, girl, come be in Shady's worldI wanna grow together, let's let our love unfurlYou know you want me, baby, you know I want you tooThey call me Superman, I'm here to rescue youI wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady's worldOh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl[Verse 3: Eminem]First thing you say: I'm not fazedI hang around big stars all dayI don't see what the big deal is anywayYou're just plain old Marshall to meOoh yeah, girl, run that gameHailie Jade, I love that nameLove that tattoo, what's that say?"Rot In Pieces," uh, that's greatFirst off, you don't know MarshallAt all, so don't grow partialThat's ammo for my arsenalI'll slap you off that bar stoolThere goes another lawsuitLeave handprints all across youGood Lordy, whoadieYou must be gone off that water bottleYou want what you can't haveOoh girl, that's too damn badDon't touch what you can't grabEnd up with two backhandsPut anthrax on a TampaxAnd slap you 'til you can't standGirl, you just blew your chanceDon't mean to ruin your plans
Rod Wave Heart On Ice Live 🔥🔥 Rap City 2022-11-22 | #shorts #rodwave #heartonice #live #genius #onmic
Whats your favorite Biggie song 🤔👇? Rap City 2022-11-21 | #shorts #oldschool #notoriousbig #biggie #hypnotize
Rod Wave - Jupiters Diary (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-20 | Rod Wave - Jupiter's Diary (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: rodwave.lnk.to/JupiterDiaries➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rod Wave:rodwave.lnk.to/applemusicrodwave.lnk.to/youtuberodwave.lnk.to/spotifyrodwave.lnk.to/soundcloud#RodWave #JupitersDiary #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:And I'll spend my lifetimePipe that shit up, TnTSendin’ paper airplanes to the moonTahj MoneyPraying they get to youAnd I'll spend the rest of my daysLost in this craze for youSendin' paper airplanes to the moonAnd I’ll spend my lifetimeSending paper airplanes to the moonPraying they get to youAnd I'll spend my lifetimeSendin' paper airplanes to the moonPraying they get to you, love so[Verse]If I said shit was perfect, I'd be lyingThis mind keep on racing, its mouth is quietSpеnding my whole life tryna find some pеaceIt seems peace got better luck finding meLonely evenings and sad nightsEvery morning regretting last nightWonder was I this lost in my last lifeLeft me out in the dark with no flashlightI guess that explains how lost I been livingI can say I'm plain, so caught up in my feelingsI wish my baby momma was my wife and my childrenMy house is not a home, please tell me how to fix itWish we could've got it right before it got so hecticWish I knew real love, maybe I wouldn't be so desperateOr maybe this is love, my mind just won't accept the sadnessI think I’m being selfish[Chorus]Lost in a rage (Lost in a rage)Trapped in the rainWish I didn’t have to tell the world about my painThis song is all I have, so I sang itAnd I'll spend my lifetimeSendin’ paper airplanes to the moonPraying they get to youAnd I'll spend my lifetimeSending paper airplanes to the moonPraying they get to you
Swae Lee with his version of Eminems Stan 🔥 🔥 Rap City 2022-11-19 | #shorts #eminem #swaelee #notsobad #stan #dido #thankyou
Clavish - Rocket Science (Lyrics) ft. D-Block Europe Rap City 2022-11-19 | Clavish - Rocket Science (Lyrics) ft. D-Block EuropeSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: clavish.lnk.to/RocketScienceftDBE➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Clavish: instagram.com/clavishtiktok.com/@_clavishclavishofficial.com➥ Follow D-Block Europe:instagram.com/dblock_europetwitter.com/DBlockEuropefacebook.com/DBlockEurope#Clavish #DBlockEurope #DBE #rocketscience #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:She-she wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my n*ggas", it's not rocket science, they're still in the gulagAfter we done it, I asked her, "If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue matI still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food backDick in her mouth, she chew that (Ski)Birkin bag fit, trey deuce (Ah)In the kitchen, crack the window (Ah), the fumesCoke is still dryin', it's ready by two (Ah)Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons (Ah)Overseas, snappin' the view (Ski, ski)I'ma fuck her the second (Ski) we get (Ski) in the room, mm (Ah)My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume (Ski, ski)[Verse 1: Clavish]'Course, my youngen got things in his pouch (Got it)If I tell him to drill it, he'll pounce (He'll kill)Armed jakes boomed off where I liveI don't know why, I don't keep sticks in my house (I don't, I don't)I got kids, but they just stay in her mouthMy darg caught a case, he's takin' it trialIf it goes wrong, I won't see him for a whileI flooded my wrist, that shit's rivin' outMy bitch, she the cutest (Cute one)Her nails on fleek, but her attitude stinks, she the rudest (She the rudest)Got her stressin' 'cah I had all of these Instagram hoes before any blue tickOne of my n*ggas in jail for some food (Free)Another went in 'cah he done him a bootin' (Free him up)N*ggas be cappin', I know where the truth isMultiple stabbings, but not where the booth is (No way)[Chorus: Clavish, Young Adz & Dirtbike LB]She-she wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my n*ggas", it's not rocket science, they're still in the gulagAfter we done it, I asked her, "If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue matI still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food backDick in her mouth, she chew that (Ski)Birkin bag fit, trey deuce (Ah)In the kitchen, crack the window (Ah), the fumesCoke is still dryin', it's ready by two (Ah)Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons (Ah)Overseas, snappin' the view (Ski, ski)I'ma fuck her the second (Ski) we get (Ski) in the room, mm (Ah)My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way (Ski, ski), the trap gotta resume (Ski, mm)Drake & 21 Savage[Verse 2: Dirtbike LB]Different calibres (Yeah)Bro took the shotty, ain't shootin' no cameras (Mm)Glass stairs in the crib, twenty quids how I live, I just bust down my banisters (Yeah, yeah)She want a real n*gga that's talented (Talented)So high I can feel a paralysis (Yeah)Crib came with an Annex (An annex), stick got an annex (An annex), big drip came with the Arabs (Ski)Big bullets, I'ma do it like TateHalloween when you starvin' the apes (Apes)Biscotti, don't pass me the vape (Vape)Real n*ggas come and ride with the wave (Wave)Still ridin' my wave up in space like an alien (Alien)Big league, big kettle Pateks are my favourite (Favourite)[Verse 3: Young Adz]I whip with the ammonia, it's stingin' my eyes (Ski)Trap do three a day, ain't fixin' the blinds (Ski)Thirty clip strap on deck like a dyke (Brr)If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' the .9 in the sky (Skrrt)Touch on her pussy, she act like she shy (Ah)Got it on us, we can snap in real time (Ah)When I'm out the city, she hold it down (Ah), I make her bust it open, FaceTime (Ski, ski, ski, ski)[Chorus: Clavish & Young Adz]She-she wanna know why I still scream, "Free all my n*ggas", it's not rocket science, they're still in the gulagAfter we done it, I asked her, "If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue matI still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"'Nough plugs ain't gettin' their food backDick in her mouth, she chew that (Ski)Birkin bag fit, trey deuce (Ah)In the kitchen, crack the window (Ah), the fumesCoke is still dryin', it's ready by two (Ah)Bitch, I sip lean, I don't do no balloons (Ah)Overseas, snappin' the view (Ski)I'ma fuck her the second (Ski) we get (Ski) in the room, mm (Ah)My darg took a raid, got more yutes on the way, the trap gotta resume (Ski, ski)
Rod Wave - Got It Right (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-18 | Rod Wave - Got It Right (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: rodwave.lnk.to/JupiterDiaries➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rod Wave:rodwave.lnk.to/applemusicrodwave.lnk.to/youtuberodwave.lnk.to/spotifyrodwave.lnk.to/soundcloud#RodWave #GotItRight #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:I put the city on my back, like a motherfuckin' quarterbackChasing after paper, I don't care 'bout where the party atIn the Rolls dolo, gettin' loaded off a party packHeard my dawg was hatin' and I could've caught a heart attackSay I did her wrong, but I still say she started itHad my childish ways, either way you where my heart is atCame a long way, me and my sister totin' laundry bagsWrittin' songs, foldin' clothes at the laundromatI used to wake up, walk to school, wonderin' where my life was headedI know my dreams coming 'cause I'm willin' and I'm readyBreakin' in houses for the skrilla, I still regret itBuilt this up from the ground, I promise I'ma protect itLookin' over my shoulder every time I dot the doorBig ol' pistol on my hip, a n*gga play, he better know (Grah)That if he play, he gotta go, I'll see you later, adios (Baow, baow, baow, baow)All I wanted was the dough, it ain't no more kickin' doors, I ain't gotta live like that no more, ohThem rappin' songs made me a millionaire, yeahAnd buildin' homes gon' make me a billionaireCatch a case without a bond, let's see who really careSee who really careYou know the city too little, you n*ggas too loud, the feds on the way, they sayA boy got hit with an indictment today, I prayEverybody make it back home safe, I pray, yeahYou know the rap game so pussy, they ain't wanna give me a chanceA n*gga kicked the door down and forced 'em to let me inAnother tour confirmed, I get to see all my fans (Yeah)Every night on the mic, four hundred and fifty bandsWell, damn (Damn)You don't understandSee it's a cold, cold world, growin' up so fastI'll tell you the story, you still don't know the halfEarly mornings and late night flights (Yeah)Choppas and handguns protectin' my lifeJust to be standin', fell so many times (Yeah)Finally figured it out, finally got it rightYeah, yeah-yeah, finally got it rightJust to figure it out, just to be a young n*gga in this worldAnd to figure it outI mean I'm still learnin', I'm stillI still a lotta shit is fucked upBut I maintainin' in this world, just to be livin'You know bills paid, everything all goodYou know growin' up in this shit, I had to find myselfSee what was for me, you know?And I got my fans, I no longer shit is blessin' me and I appreciate itFinally got it right
Dr. Dre talks about Eminem being white 😂 Rap City 2022-11-17 | #shorts #eminem #drdre #rapper #hiphop
Fivio Foreign, Rvssian - 1 On 3 (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-17 | Fivio Foreign, Rvssian - 1 On 3 (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: FivioForeign.lnk.to/1on3➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Fivio Foreign:facebook.com/FivioForeignOfficialinstagram.com/fivioforeign_8fstwitter.com/FivioForeigntiktok.com/@fivioforeign➥ Follow Rvssian:facebook.com/Rvssianhcrinstagram.com/rvssiantwitter.com/rvssiantiktok.com/@rvssian#FivioForeign #Rvssian #1on3 #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:We can do it one on oneWe can do it one on threeLil bro hop out with the shhh (boom)And a mask on his face like he skiThat tough shit not gon fly (why)We all know you not like meBoy you gon run into him run into him run into him before you run into me like (Boom)Yeah, jump in ya face likeYeah, stomp in ya face likeYeah, big gun let off likeYeah, shots fly at the boy like (boom)Swing on the boy like (huh)Beat up the boy likeYeah, shots fly at the boy like(boom, boom, boom)Jump out the car just me and my gunsDont twitch dont move dont runYou don't fight back then it aint no funI don't care who you call cause he aint gon come I took a perk i don't feel no pressure (nah)Don't kill my effortMy ex wanna fuck and I still might let her But i'm still gon leave she don't feel no better I caught a new kill wit two homiesI got a few drills i did dolyWe get caught then i got two co-d’sHe called to hit the lawyer cost me a rolly Been too fly i don't sag my pantsI don't lift my shirt my gun gon showI see a oop i'll look to the leftI tap his shoulder my son gon blowWe can do it one on oneWe can do it one on threeLil bro hop out with the shhh (boom)And a mask on his face like he skiThat tough shit not gon fly (why)We all know you not like meBoy you gon run into him run into him run into him before you run into me like (Boom) Yeah, jump in ya face likeYeah, stomp in ya face likeYeah, big gun let off likeYeah, shots fly at the boy like (boom) Swing on the boy like (huh)Beat up the boy like Shots fly at the boy like (boom, boom, boom)
Rich The Kid - Motion (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-16 | Rich The Kid - Motion (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: https://RichTheKid.lnk.to/motion➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rich The Kid:instagram.com/richthekidtwitter.com/richthekidvm.tiktok.com/ZMe9YxX9V #RichTheKid #Motion #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Ambezza tagBig racksBig ol' racksYou can't stop this shit, I got motionShe gon' ride like a wheel I been rollin'Why you tryna fix it? It ain't brokenI'mma do the dash like it's stolenYou know cash rules, take her CancunJet got a lot of roomGoing up, balloonYou can't stop this motion, they on me like lotionSmoking Oakcano, potentI Don't like rats or roachesThese n*ggas be cappin', bogusBitch gone like hocus pocusI hope you don't think I'm joking, got the door wide openAnd she love my wrist, 'cause it's frozenWe gon' take a roll like we bowlingI got, motion motion, I'mma put you by the oceanYou know we don't do no fightin' but the pockets swollenIt sound like BeethovenI'm poppin' a pill, no IbuprofenYou know I got the potionJust look at my n*ggas, you know we got motionYou can't stop this shit, I got motionShe gon' ride like a wheel I been rollin'Why you tryna fix it? It ain't brokenI'mma do the dash like it's stolenHalf time, whole thingI'm in my bag, OKI been having my wayHave you stretched like broad dayNeed me a Billi like Warren BuffetGet pulled over, then my bitch tuck itMight fuck my bitch and then porn hub itGotta clean the money, I bathtub itBeen having motion way backGet a check, I save thatLot a shit I started thatYou know I got that party packAnd it's goin'Smoking on Oakcano, come from OaklandToo many cars in my drivewayHop in the coupe, might fly awayYou cannot hate or downplayShe only call my phone in lingerieMotion gang, Rolls Royce swerving lanesWrist on plain, throwing salt that's hella strangeYou can't stop this shit, I got motionShe gon' ride like a wheel I been rollin'Why you tryna fix it? It ain't brokenI'mma do the dash like it's stolen
Drake - BackOutsideBoyz (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-15 | Drake - BackOutsideBoyz (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/album/5MS3MvWHJ3lOZPLiMxzOU6?si=bU9XRZjdTu6Q3r1UIDT1cA➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Drake:open.spotify.com/artist/3TVXtAsR1Inumwj472S9r4?si=4_CJIGfcSg-1mg4mwRvS6Ahttp://www.facebook.com/Drakehttp://www.twitter.com/Drakehttp://www.instagram.com/champagnepapi#Drake #BackOutsideBoyz #herloss #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I’m ready to die (Die)Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner, bet I make shit glide (Shh)Tried to bring the drama to me, he ain’t know how we cha-cha slide (Yeah)I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibes (Yeah, yeah, hm, hm, hm)[Verse 1: Drake & Lil Yachty]Breakin' a Brink's truck, my right wrist Van Cleef (Cleef)I spent days in the East tryna figure if I'm geeked ('Kay)This bitch tweakin', talked too much while I was geeked, blew my peep (Brr)Fuckin' rap n*ggas’ hoes, I’m on the street, this shit sweet (Hey)I went half a million on rosé, did four million on my ice (Hey, hey)Couple million on my cars, I went Tyson, I'm too nice (Hey, hey)N*gga stopped me on the street, wanted to talk, so he asked my price (Yeah, hey, ’kay)The number was high as me, I ain't gon' lie (Yeah, okay)I was fuckin' with this lil’ woe, I think she bi (Bi)Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back (Brr)[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I'm ready to die (Okay)Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner, bet I make shit glide (Hm)Tried to bring the drama to me, he ain't know how we cha-cha slide (Hm, slide)I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride (Brr, brr)Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibes (Hm, hm, uh, hm, hm, let's go)[Verse 2: Drake & Lil Yachty]I don't know nothin' 'bout no crime or no newsI'm an owl, but I'll never tell you who (Who)Wagon when she walk, she get on planes, it take up two (Go)My member just got out, he still on papers, still'll shoot (Shoot)Shoot, ayy (Shoot it up)Still'll shoot (Shoot up, brrt, shit)Love on me, stay down just like a root (Just like a root)She a ten tryna rap, it's good on mute, yeah (It's good on mute, shh)It's financial, girl, I got the loot, ayy, yeah (I got the loot)For the bands, lil' bae, what you gon' do? Yeah (Oh, what you do?)Tropicana, that shit there the juice, yeah (Juice)I'm the president, some Secret Service shit, we down to dump (Brrt)Yeah, who the president? I never voted once, ayy, yeahIf I did, I would vote Teanna Trump, ayy, yeah (Hm, go)If you play with me, I'm backin' out that one (Backin' out that one)I treat mil' tickets like a hundred racks (Let's go)Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back (Damn, damn, okay)Drake & 21 Savage[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I'm ready to die (Die)Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner, bet I make shit glide (Shh)Tried to bring the drama to me, he ain't know how we cha-cha slide (Yeah)I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibes (Yeah, yeah, hm, hm, hm)
Oldschool vs. Newschool 🔥 🔥 Rap City 2022-11-15 | #shorts #2000s #early2000s #2000shiphop #2000srnb #samples #sampled #sample #2000snostalgia #2000smusic #throwback #armaniwhite #doja #centralcee #sunshine #billieeilish #djprecise
Rod Wave - Break My Heart (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-14 | Rod Wave - Break My Heart (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: rodwave.lnk.to/BreakMyHeart➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Rod Wave:rodwave.lnk.to/applemusicrodwave.lnk.to/youtuberodwave.lnk.to/spotifyrodwave.lnk.to/soundcloud#Rodwave #BreakMyHeart #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:Have you ever felt like being somebody else? (Somebody)Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?(Pipe that shit up, TnT) Every day, I'm trying not to hate myselfTryin' not to—, tryin' not to—, you know, hate, hate what I been through changed me, know what I’m sayin’? (Colorado run for mil)(Trill got the juice, n*gga)Just a little bit, love me moreJust a little bit, love me moreOh, no, love me moreJust a little bit, love me moreHave you ever felt like being somebody else?Youngin', uh, uh, youngin' (And it break my heart)Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?(And it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart) Look, look[Verse: Rod Wave]I got stabbed in my back and crossed so many timesI don't know who to trust, think everybody lyin' (Lyin’)I be finna give up, 'cause I'm so tired of tryin' (Tryin’)Crawl under a rock, and isolate my mind (Mind)I don't want no broke friends 'cause I'm larger than a bitch (Larger)Don't want no rap friends, 'cause they be flawer than a bitchMy old friends changing, seen it in HD (In HD)If you a fake-flawed fuck n*gga then what that make me, huh? (Make me)'Cause I was cool with you, n*ggaBroke in houses, skipped school with you, n*ggaStood on the block and broke the rules with you, n*ggaThe whole time you was foolin' me n*gga (Foolin' me now)Who would've knew the price we paid for platinum plaquesThis fortune and this fame got strings attached (Strings attached)People get to actin' weird when fame attached (Fame attached)Come around and live they life with my name attached (Oh-woah-oh)[Chorus: Rod Wave]I said, “Girl, where you going?” (Where you going, love?)“You can't stay a little while longer?” (Why you going, love?)The real from the fake and the fake from the flawed (And the fake—)Gettin' harder to tell 'em apart (Apart)And it breaks my heart, (My heart), and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)You really broke my heart, I—, why you break my heart? (You break my heart)Break my heart (You break my heart), yeah, it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart (Break my heart)Drake & 21 Savage[Outro: Rod Wave & Sam Smith]Yeah, yeahWhat's up fam', that’s how you feel family? (Oh, woah)Real from the fake, and the fake from the flawed, harder to tell them apart (Ayy, the world gon’ hear this)And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (Ayy, can you hear me? Is this shit going? Is this mic on?)N*gga real is rare, just knowEvery day, I'm trying not to hate myselfBut lately, it's not hurtin' like it did beforeJust a little bit, love me moreJust a little bit, love me moreOh, no, love me moreJust a little bit, love me more
GloRilla - Unh Unh (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-13 | GloRilla - Unh Unh (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: glorilla.lnk.to/ALG➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow GloRilla:instagram.com/glorillapimptiktok.com/t/ZTR6WV6SCfacebook.com/gloyaltygirltwitter.com/GloTheofficial#GloRilla #AnywaysLifesGreat #UnhUnh #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:GloRilla(AClef Vibes on the beat)Woo, woo, uhLike, uh, like, uh(Cheese, his name is Cheese)On the gang[Pre-Chorus]They don't wanna see no gangster bitches winWell, the industry done fucked up lettin' these gangster bitches inThey say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes inBefore they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin againLike, uhSaid I was done with dude, we back at it againSaid he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it againLike, uhBeen makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friеndsAnd if you did it, gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On the gang)[Chorus]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (On the gang)Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh[Verse 1]Hе want my number, had to hit him with the, "Uh-uh," like, uhShoutout to Kalii, I'm in Cali', I'm not unarmed, like, uh (Baow, baow, baow)Coochie candy, when he eat it, he go dumb, dumbLike, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Mm-mm)Puss in Boots, I'll snatch a n*gga up with no ass (No ass)He tellin' me he love me, do them other bitches know that? (Huh?)He say he love me, told him he can tell his ho thatAnd I really just be vibin', I don't see why they be so mad (Mad ass)They say they the gang, but I don't know 'em, then it's blasphemy (Lyin')Hotel in Miami, gettin' back shots on the balcony (Baow, baow)Black n*ggas like they bitches red like a low batteryMoney making cutie, I'm a gangster n*gga fantasy (On the gang)[Pre-Chorus]They don't wanna see no gangster bitches winWell, the industry done fucked up lettin' these gangster bitches inThey say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes inBefore they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin againLike, uhSaid I was done with dude, we back at it againSaid he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it againLike, uhBeen makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friendsAnd if you did it, gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On the gang)[Chorus]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (On the gang)Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh[Verse 2]Ain't got no BBL, lil' bitch, you must be thick or somethin' (Fine ass)Pussy fat as hell, they thinkin' this a dick or somethin' (It's a chode)He askin' me where I'm at, he must think I'm his bitch or somethin' (Hold on)Tryna put me on your friend, he must be rich or somethin'I ain't in these bitches' beef, I'm in my motherfuckin' primeTold 'em, "Leave me out, don't want no parts and I'm not takin' sides"I wonder how my exes doing, wonder if they still aliveProbably somewhere in my DMs constantly motherfuckin' tryin'When they be talkin' shit about Chrisean, my ass get fuckin' quietA lot of hoes in toxic situations, they just keep it private (On God)[Pre-Chorus]They don't wanna see no gangster bitches winWell, the industry done fucked up lettin' these gangster bitches inThey say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes inBefore they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin againLike, uhSaid I was done with dude, we back at it againSaid he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it againLike, uhBeen makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friendsAnd if you did it, gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On the gang)[Chorus]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (On the gang)Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Lil Tjay - Give You What You Want (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-12 | Lil Tjay - Give You What You Want (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: LilTjay.lnk.to/GYWYW➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Lil Tjay:facebook.com/LilTjayinstagram.com/liltjaytwitter.com/liltjaytiktok.com/@liltjay liltjaymusic.com #LilTjay #GiveYouWhatYouWant #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:I just wanna show you that I can do betterBaby, I won't stop'Til you let me give you what you want'Til you let me give you what you want[Verse 1]I'll do whatever to spoil youTrippin' 'bout you like I'm runnin' on oilYou a queen, your whole demeanor is royalI just wanna caress, rough sex, break you down and adore youBut first, let me know what's on your mindYou lookin' like it's somethin' wrong, I can see the signsI ain't here to judge you, truly, I'm honestly not the kindSo perfect, I'm a player, but for you, I'll get in lineThe type of vibe I'd still gon' fall in love with bein' blindDon't know how to approach, heard you got a man, damn, I'm a fanReally am, just don't wanna do the mostYou got me in my feelings, latе night, writtin' in my notesLike, "Girl, I'm rich, I'm pretty surе he in a different boat"Wanna take your time? No problem, girl, that's fineI understand it's probably many out there want you, I'mNot the only one, trust me, I ain't dumbBut I'ma keep applyin' pressure 'til you don't see nothin'[Chorus]I just wanna show you that I can do betterBaby, I won't stop'Til you let me give you what you want'Til you let me give you what you want[Verse 2]Smokin' blunts to the faceJust thinkin' 'bout you got me stuck in the spaceHeart pumpin' like I'm duckin' the jakesYou don't want no debatePut me in that mood, none can relateI'm a superstar, I don't really chaseBut you're too smooth, like a cup full of AceHeard you got goals, let me know what I could embraceFeel your heart cold, tell me what I gotta eraseGot a dark soul, but with you, I kinda feel safeNever feel out of placeHit me, I'll be there, quicklyNo, it ain't too big, a problem I'll face about youI'm with what you with, girl, I won't never doubt youKnow it ain't no n*gga in this world could outdoWhat I'm willin' to do for your loveYour smile, your kisses, your hugsI'm just fucked up about you so, uh[Chorus]I just wanna show you that I can do betterBaby, I won't stop'Til you let me give you what you want'Til you let me give you what you want
The difference between 50 Cent and Curtis Jackson 🤣 Rap City 2022-11-11 | #shorts #50cent #curtisjackson #interview #stephencolbert #talkshow
Drake, 21 Savage - Circo Loco (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-10 | Drake, 21 Savage - Circo Loco (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/album/5MS3MvWHJ3lOZPLiMxzOU6?si=tWgw1Vo0RfmUw8gc9cmRaw➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Drake:open.spotify.com/artist/3TVXtAsR1Inumwj472S9r4?si=RrAaXSCCTrqWhUNo8GiDdAhttp://www.facebook.com/Drakehttp://www.twitter.com/Drakehttp://www.instagram.com/champagnepapi#Drake #CircoLoco #21Savage #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:One more—[Verse 1: Drake]I been blowin' through the money like it grow on treesI been fuckin' on a French bitch, c'est la vieI just put 'em on a jet, now they all ItalianWay I'm dressin' tell I been to a thousand islandsThis bitch lie 'bout gettin' shots, but she still a stallionShe don't even get the joke, but she still smilin'Every night late night like I'm Jimmy FallonCro shoot from anywhere like he Ray AllenCrodie, turn me upCrodie, turn me upCrodie, turn me upGot a fur on in Tampa, got me burnin' upShorty say she graduated, she ain't learn еnoughPlay your album, track one, 'kay, I heard enoughGirl, thе driver downstairs, better hurry upSavage got a new stick he wanna dirty upTouch down in NY, tear the Mercer upAyy, Bottega shades with the grey tintsIntroduce me to her n*gga, yeah, it make senseGotta put her on the team, got a great benchLinking with the opps, bitch, I did that shit for J PrinceBitch, I did it for the mob tiesFeel like seventeen, two Percs, frog eyesAnd I never been the one to go apologizeMe, I'd rather hit 'em up one more timeAyy, known the girl for six months, dinner up at my placeBut I got these diamonds on my neck, so it's a blind dateAll my n*ggas on the roads raising up the crime rateYour name not ringin' out here, it's on vibrateAnd she took a score, now shorty gotta hydrateAnd he did some dirt, now my crodie gotta migrateProlly won't see him for some years, when I do, thoughTurn me upCrodie, turn me upCrodie, turn me upAyy, Crodie, turn meAyy, yeah, what? Crodie, turn me, what?[Verse 2: 21 Savage](21) In a droptop Benz like it's '03(21) Had the shooters aim down from the nosebleeds(21) Gotta get this passport, keep my nose cleanBitch tried to burn me upKeep a Magnum tucked (Yeah)I'll never slip (Never)SF90 rims red like a poker chip (Pussy)Rich as hell, still hood, in the Stroker's VIP (Pussy)Pink slip in the glove for the ownership (21)Limpin' with the .30 on like a broke hip (21)Red flag giving blood on some donor shit (On God)All the opps get a bullet on some Oprah shitWent from Angell Town Estate to a big estateProlly woulda had a zombie on me if I woulda stayed (21)Still a caught a case if I woulda stayed (Facts)I been thuggin' all my life, that's just how I play it (Facts)Still posted in the A where n*ggas fear meStill gotta see the Gunners win Premier League (21)Still gotta keep a gun that's always near meAnd I'm down to hit 'em up[Chorus: Drake]One more timeHit my line, you know that head was greatOh, yeah, alright, don't do romancin'One more time, you gotta run the fadesOh, yeah, alrightOne more time[Outro]One more—One more—One more time
Drake, 21 Savage - Major Distribution (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-09 | Drake, 21 Savage - Major Distribution (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/album/5MS3MvWHJ3lOZPLiMxzOU6?si=tWgw1Vo0RfmUw8gc9cmRaw➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Drake:open.spotify.com/artist/3TVXtAsR1Inumwj472S9r4?si=RrAaXSCCTrqWhUNo8GiDdAhttp://www.facebook.com/Drakehttp://www.twitter.com/Drakehttp://www.instagram.com/champagnepapi#Drake #MajorDistribution #21Savage #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:No, no, no, no, no, noNo, no, no, no, noMajor distribution, man, my label on my dick, for realFuckin' with your friend and she ain't tell you, y'all ain't shit, for realI've been out here crushin' on success, now she my bitch, for realYou say I'm persuasive, girl, but you can't spell that shit, for real[Verse 1: Drake & Lil Yachty]Hmm, hmm, in this mansion, I'm Macaulay CulkinPaid in full, I'm Mekhi PhiferKnow you're tired, we just did dinner for three hoursLyin' to me all nightBuyin' Benz Benzes out of spitePaid a hundred, ran up somethin' lightSimple price to keep 'em out my lifeBooby Trap, we need a business officeMagic City need a business officeTwenty-nine, I keep a business officeI'm in lovе with Houston, Dallas, AustinTell your guys to hold off on the teamChangеd, seem like they may need money for coffinsCuban girl, a fan of ground coffeeText me on the signal, don't call meHmm, hmm, major distribution, labels call meBad Bunny numbers, it's a robberyFive-hundred million, just for AubreyHmm, hmm, yeah, major distribution how I pop itMention me to be the hottest topicSame place you singin', bitch, you shoppin'[Chorus: Drake]Okay, go stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidOkay, okay, go stupid, stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, okay[Verse 2: 21 Savage]N*gga tried to play this shit light, play it cool, play me like I'm sweetFuckin' on an opp n*gga bitch, say she miss the golds in my teeth4L shit, know we steppin', y'all should get to funeral preparin'SF90, this is not McLaren, make an IG model run my errandsHe gon' miss and we gon' spin his parents, stayed in Houston long as Steve FrancisShoot his feet, got him doin' dances, wiggin' n*ggas like I played at KansasEver seen somebody get shot? Lot of shit I seen before the topI ain't tryna wrestle like The Rock, fuck the trish, I'd rather sip the wockLot of things I do to stay alive, everythin' except for call the copsSavage still let his gun pop, FOX 5 gang, get you knockedMajor distribution, labels callin', Harry Styles numbers, it's a robberyMy n*ggas go in-Zayn to catch a body, we was face to face, you could've shot me[Chorus: Drake]Okay, go stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidOkay, okay, go stupid, stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, go stupidGo stupid, okay
Snoop Dogg says he inspired 50 Cent 💯 🔥 Rap City 2022-11-08 | #shorts #snoopdogg #50cent #doggystyle #shortsclip #shortsvideo #inspiration
Drake, 21 Savage - Rich Flex (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-07 | Drake, 21 Savage - Rich Flex (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: open.spotify.com/album/5MS3MvWHJ3lOZPLiMxzOU6?si=DOErc-DXSGyRGxW39EIbcg➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow Drake:http://open.spotify.com/artist/3TVXtAsR1Inumwj472S9r4http://www.facebook.com/Drakehttp://www.twitter.com/Drakehttp://www.instagram.com/champagnepapi#Drake #RichFlex #21Savage #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:Go buy a zip of weed, hit the clubPay for 'bout ten n*ggas to get inWe crunk, lit, in this bitch, yeahKnow we walk around the worldSteppin', not givin a damn 'bout where our feet land at, yeahGet your ass mushed, smooshed (6ix)Yeah, 21, the biggestPut a n*gga in the chicken wing, pussy[Chorus: Drake & 21 Savage]21, can you do somethin' for me? (21)Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21)And 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21, 21)Drop some bars to my pussy ex for meThen 21 (21), can you do somethin' for me? (Yeah)Can you talk to the opps necks for me? (Okay)21, do your thing 21, do your thing (21)Do your thing, 21, yeah okay[Verse: 21 Savage]Yellow diamonds in the watch, this shit cost a lotNever send a bitch your dot, that's how you get shotI DM in Vanish Mode, I do that shit a lotTook her panties off and this bitch thicker than the plotAll my exes ain't nothin', them hoes bustedIf my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin'You ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch itI know you on your period baby, can you suck it?I'm a savage (21)Smack her booty in Magic (21, 21)I'll slap a pussy n*gga with a ratchet (Pussy)I might slap a tracker on his whip and get the addy (Pussy)Don't call me on Christmas Eve, bitch, call your daddy (21)Bitch, call your uncle (21), bitch, don't call me (21)Always in my ear, your ho a flea (Fuck)Why my opps be posting guns and only use they feet? (21)Paid like an athlete, I got—[Segue: Drake]All you hoes, all of you hoes need to remember who y'all talkin' toIt's a Slaughter Gang CEOI got dick for you if I'm not workin', girlIf I'm busy then fuck noYou need to find you someone else to callWhen your bank account get low, you need to find you someone—[Part II][Intro: Drake]Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayyI'm on that Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shitAyy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit, ayy[Verse: Drake]Sticks and stones, chrome on chromeThat's just what a n*gga onInternet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phonePussies cliquin' up so they don't feel alone, ayyNan' n*gga seein' me, I'm Young Money CMBI used to roll with CMG, the house is not a BNBThe bad bitches waitin' on a n*gga like I'm PNDI'm steady pushin' P, you n*ggas pushing PTSDI told her ass to kiss me in the club, fuck a TMZI used to want a GMC, when Woe was doing BNEWe revvin' up and goin' on a run like we DMCI layup with her for a couple days, then its BRBYou rappers love askin' if I fucked, when you know we didWhen you know we didShe came in heels but she left out on her cozy shitAyy, I'm livin every twenty-four like Kobe didShoutout to the 6ix, R.I.P to 8Swear this shit is gettin' ate, I'm on ten for the cakeGet a lot of love from twelve, but I don't reciprocateFifty-one division stay patrollin' when it's late21 my addy, so the knife is on the gateAll the dawgs eatin' off a Baccarat plateN*ggas see Drake and they underestimateTake it from a vet', that's a rookie ass mistake, ayy[Outro: Drake & Young Nudy]Ah, ahSlaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shitAyy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shitAyy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shitOn GodBoy, look, you the motherfuckin' man, boy, you, oohYou is the man, you hear me?
Gods Plan 🙏 Rap City 2022-11-07 | #shorts #drake #godsplan #rapcity #rapper #ovo #drizzy #shortsclip #viral #explorepage
YNW BSlime - Free Melly (Lyrics) ft. DC The Don Rap City 2022-11-06 | YNW BSlime - Free Melly (Lyrics) ft. DC The DonSubscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: ynwbslime.lnk.to/freemelly➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow YNW BSlime:http://www.instagram.com/_ynwbslimehttp://www.twitter.com/ynwbslime4lhttp://www.facebook.com/YNWBSlimeOfficialhttp://www.soundcloud.com/ynw-b-slime#YNWBSlime #FreeMelly #Rapcity➥ Lyrics:Ray, where the fuck are you?Damn, Trademark[Chorus: YNW BSlime]Make it, yeah, they always told me I would make itAnd it feel like The Matrix, 'cause the way that they all be fakingAnd I ride with a hundred rounds, 'cause I know they tryna take meAnd we finna gun 'em down if that boy ever try to play meYeah, it's sad, the industry making me madAnd I told my brother yesterday, he the best friend I ever hadMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for youMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for you[Verse 1: YNW BSlime]Yeah, glad thе boys who really made it outStack this cheddar, makе my brother proudWatch out for the snake n*ggas, they gon' talk about you when you not aroundAnd that's factual, they be cappin' bro, can't let them get past me thoughNew crib when I blow up, I'm feeling too real, finna go upI got a thirty on me, better show upNo, you ain't gang, lil' boy, you don't know usI know that they lame, I know they be runningYou want the bank, you don't want the moneyI told my brother, "I feel something coming"No more rainy days, it's finna be sunny, yeahOh, I watched it all, seen it allNo more calls, we gon' ballIt's in the past, know it wouldn't lastNo turning back, we full gas[Chorus: YNW BSlime]Make it, yeah, they always told me I would make itAnd it feel like The Matrix, 'cause the way that they all be fakingAnd I ride with a hundred rounds, 'cause I know they tryna take meAnd we finna gun 'em down if that boy ever try to play meYeah, it's sad, the industry making me madAnd I told my brother yesterday, he the best friend I ever hadMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for youMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for you[Verse 2: DC The Don]Mercedes Benz, it's a S-Class, I could skrt offWalked in with some Rick Owens jeans, racks out, I'm a show offBitch, you did shit with me in the gym, racks in, I don't know y'allV12, with some turbo, legendary shit, J ColeWe tryna go up we in sport mode (Woah)All this shit I'm doing really legendary, hella legendaryI don't know, she said, "You the GOAT and Donny, it don't make sense" (Woah, woah)And I said, "Yes girl, now I know"And it's so dope, living on the road but I ain't got my brother with me, I ain't ate since (Ooh)But she said, "Okay, let's get's to it, I peep the shit you doing"I just want your soul, baby, can you do it?And don't be sorry, I don't need a sorry, save that shit for the radioSlam the door and you swerve off (Srkt, skrt)Sending broken hearts, always tryna get the last word off[Chorus: YNW BSlime]Make it, yeah, they always told me I would make itAnd it feel like The Matrix, 'cause the way that they all be fakingAnd I ride with a hundred rounds, 'cause I know they tryna take meAnd we finna gun 'em down if that boy ever try to play meYeah, it's sad, the industry making me madAnd I told my brother yesterday, he the best friend I ever hadMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for youMan, I'm glad, yeah, I'm glad for you
Lil Waynes Top 5 Rappers 🔥🔥 Rap City 2022-11-05 | #shorts #lilwayne #top5 #rapcity #whatswright #rappers
NLE Choppa - Ice Spice (MUNCH) (Lyrics) Rap City 2022-11-04 | NLE Choppa - Ice Spice (MUNCH) (Lyrics)Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysubFollow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1Stream: nlechoppa.lnk.to/IceSpice➥ Become a fan of Rap City:https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysoundshttp://www.facebook.com/rapcitylifehttp://www.twitter.com/rapcity808http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife➥ Follow NLE Choppa:nlechoppa.comnlechoppa.com/mailing-listinstagram.com/nlechoppamusicfacebook.com/nlechoppamusictwitter.com/nlechoppa1snapchat.com/add/nlechoppamusictiktok.com/@nlechoppamusictriller.co/@nlechoppa#NLEChoppa #IceSpice #Munch #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics:I'm messed up, gangI'm comin' back for everything I deserve, yeah(Tay Keith, fuck these n*ggas up)Grr[Verse 1]I ain't gon' lie, you n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)Can't sign that shit 'til is double ('Til is double)Rich young n*gga can't get in no scuffleI'm 'quipped with the blick, that's on my brother (Grr, grr, grr)Take a risk everyday with my life, I'ma roll that dice like it's ten of folksGo to the bank, deposit money every weekend and bitch 'til I break that ho (Break that ho)N*gga say that I ain't got enough money in my pocket, pussy-ass n*gga need some more (More monеy)I ain't been asleep in good damn week, I'm missing that, but you can't say I'm brokeMe and my brother had bunk bеds, I was on bottom of it down there to the floorNow when you step in my crib, you can lay on my bed with twenty-somethin' hoes (Twenty bitches)Clip so long, look like turkey legs, thank God everyday that I ain't dead (I ain't dead)Dirty ass gang, gotta know how to play itGot to keep my head with one in the head (One in the head)Blowing it fast, he like the steak (Like the steak)Cheap cheese in a spread on his plate (On his plate)Money on his books, so, you know he straight (Know he straight)Chains so big look like he Jamaican (Jamaican)See them comments, sayin' I'm fakin'I make a n*gga fake dead, bitch, stop playin' (Grr)First lil' deal, I took a lil' bit out of that, then twenty K on a n*gga neck (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)Up a couple mil's, still went on a drill, I'm a CEO when I'm on the field with the ratchetThrow my dog a bone and he went to go fetchWhen he brought the bitch back, had a whole damn sack (Oh, yeah)Bleed purple, see purple, weed purple, n*ggas know this shit be Crip (Shit be Crip)Small circle, start to irk her, bitches fertile, still left it on her lip (On her lip)Mane lurkin', brain hurtin', chains hurtin', same person thinkin' 'bout murder (Thinkin' 'bout murder)Pain perkin', drugs workin', lanes swervin', in a vert', somethin' I'm workin' (Come on)[Chorus]Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jumpNo, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, run, runOh, these n*ggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got nothin' for 'emBad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munchWoah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jumpNo, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, run, runOh, these n*ggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got nothin' for 'emBad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch[Verse 2]Bad ass bitch with a whole lot of ass, whole lot of cash, that's my typeAll eyes on me, can't talk to the hoes, C-Grape go-getter, he know what I like (Know what I likes)I don't do trickin', might pay for the pussy, don't let me know the price, it might be right (Might be right)See her print all through her tights, her camel toe, it be toein' right (Be toein' right)Queso, Frito Lay, we count chips, we be straightMy bitch, she too gay, we fuck hoes all damn dayShoe box turned to a safeTrap house turned to a stateWhite bricks over new J'sTrap fashion runwayOne up on me, you won't get that, couple n*ggas want they lick back (Want they lick back)Shit on n*ggas like a shit bag, poppin' n*ggas with my rich ass (With my rich ass)Run laps on 'em like a zig-zag, know they big mad 'cause where I'm atI came back, trap made a comeback, I can't front that I been on that (Grr)She say somethin', I say nothin' (Grr)Keep on fussin', I ain't budgin' (I ain't budgin')I'm 'bout it 'cause money I'm touchin', and plenty bitches I'm fuckin'Switcheroo a ho real quick, on some real shit, I'm PShe say I'm duckin', no lovin', no trustin', bitch, I'm me[Chorus]Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jumpNo, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, run, runOh, these n*ggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got nothin' for 'emBad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch[Outro]Bad bitch look like Ice Spice fine assKnow what I mean? She eatin' dick, she the real munchComin' back for this shitPay me in respect, not money, bitch
