[Intro] A-Wall shit Squat made the beat [Hook: J.R.] Bend over, let me see, I just want some head bitch Skip the draws, I can’t get involved, give me head bitch I’ma pass, you can keep the ass, give me head bitch Ain’t no simp, you know I’ma a pimp, that’s how I play it bitch Bend over, let me see, I just want some head bitch Skip the draws, I can’t get involved, give me head bitch I’ma pass, you can keep the ass, give me head bitch Ain’t no simp, you know I’ma a pimp, that’s how I play it bitch [Verse 1:Read More →

[Hook:] 30,00 for a Jesus piece, I put that on yo head Freddy Krueger don’t scare me no more, them boys will bite you in that bed Talk to God before I eat, and end it off with a "Amen" I don’t care how tired I get, I’m gon’ still run up them bands I’mma still count up my back end, I’mma still do it for my fam Just because I got a lil’ money, that do not define the person I am I don’t give a fuck about what the critics say, I’mma stack it up for them papers I clocked in, like I’mRead More →

[Verse 1] To all my fallen squad Write your name across the sky While I flame one to the brain and gon’ get high And regardless of the pain I ain’t gon’ cry Cuz I can never let no fuck nigga see me stuck nigga Hustle hard for them bucks nigga Thats a must nigga I done lost so many real niggas I can’t trust niggas So I keep my distance from niggas Squad with me bet I won’t get touched nigga Got shots for him, shots for him Niggas sayin fuck Rocblock, send shots at them 10-0 on the scoreboard, sent shots again KeepRead More →

[Verse 1: Young Thug] Blatt! Blatt! Blatt! Jeeee~ I make the pop flip I’m stacking my chips Like I’m in Vegas She gotta have hips Ain’t fucking no RIP My car is the latest My pockets on blimp I’m pissing out zips My kids are lazy Keys all on my cars I shine like a star I’m higher than Mars, ohh My jewelry is winning, no poo And this street shit is in me, Ryu I got tats on my fore arms I smoke more trees than a Palm Hey and I’m……blowing, no bomb That FN I got is bout loud as a car alarmRead More →

[Hook] Ay Started from the bottom now i’m getting figures, but Way before this rap shit bitch i been that nigga Ay, 16 fucking bitches 30 they can’t get enough, cause Way before this rap shit bitch i been that nigga I know that they mad i see their temper tantrums Wonder why i’m humble they can’t understand it When i got them racks up i just rubber band em Nigga now my momma live in a mini mansion And i’m at the top now and they still can’t stand it They know where i come from i’m a fucking bandit Started from the bottomRead More →

Name won’t die out I proved my point at the try-outs Can’t sell things for the wrong price Wanna own stuff, no buy-outs Had a flow for the longest Had bars for the longest Other dons wonder why they won’t last so long It’s cause they ain’t on this I’m on tings, ring my phone, no long ting Could’ve been the right or the wrong ting Make a big song ting Everybody sing-along ting Hold tight my gang, though, sing-along kings I bring along kings They bring along other sing-along kings I’ve shown you already what a string of luck brings Don’t matter about yourRead More →

[Hook] I hit sets, I spend racks I spend stacks, I can get it back Nigga get back, I go click clack Leave the pussy wet, don’t get bitch smacked Ride down on ya, in the tic tac And this designer on me, it’s fucking mismatched Grab a big mac, break your Kit Kat All these tools on me, and I can fix that [Verse 1] When I was up in rehab, I was smoking tooka dope Aye boy what you smoking on, it’s probably some fookah dope Buy a Gucci throw it on, $5000 for it how you ain’t know? Walk up in theRead More →

[Intro] Ay, G Herbo, this a real Eastside story right here man RIP them niggas, hah [Verse] Used to ride the front of the bus now I’m in the back of the back Nigga this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trapping and strapped This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi an I start fucking with Cap G-Mo was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was fucking with rap I met Kobe on the five, we was micced down in ’05 Timbos and spray painted shirts Now big bro own one of mine Wake up, money on myRead More →

[Hook] All my niggas on point All my niggas gon’ shoot All my niggas got money Ain’t none of my niggas with you Ima put all my niggas on RIP all my niggas gone All my niggas 150 Ain’t none of my niggas gon’ fold (RIP all my niggas man Kobe, Vito, Chico, Fazo all my niggas man Free all my niggas man Free Jock, free lil boos, free crazy jays, free b gills man Free all my niggas man, SQUAD) [Verse 1] Ball my niggas, seem like I lost all my niggas RIP Lil Roc, Vito, Fazo can’t believe yall gone my nigga AndRead More →

[Verse 1] To all my fallen squad Write your name across the sky While I flame one to the brain and gon’ get high And regardless of the pain I ain’t gon’ cry Cuz I can never let no fuck nigga see me stuck nigga Hustle hard for them bucks nigga Thats a must nigga I done lost so many real niggas I can’t trust niggas So I keep my distance from niggas Squad with me bet I won’t get touched nigga Got shots for him, shots for him Niggas sayin fuck Rocblock, send shots at them 10-0 on the scoreboard, sent shots again KeepRead More →

You play a big roll in a my life Real bredda in a my sightMemba how we use to sufferStill we use hold itLittle Mackerel, little white riceYou use to tell me you a fly go a foriegn go start lifeCome back and buy some car and some fast bikeNever know you woulda passJah know it hurt me heartAnd me nah lie How you gone, you gone, you gone, you gone too soonHow you gone, you gone, you gone, you gone too soonAnd everyday eee yaah eeeh yaah, me cry caah miss youHow you gone, you gone, you gone, you gone too soon Dem sayRead More →

[Hook] HAARP, HAARP Music No escape, no escape, no escape HAARP Music HAARP, HAARP Music Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain HAARP Music [Verse 1] Yeah Change shit change Is that rain? is that rain? How strange, how strange How they spray them clouds with them planes Deep pain inside of these veins Deep pain in these veins How strange, how strange How they got these fibers, these strangs Gotta work for a living, not a while Gotta work for a living, noo I And I suppose from the highs and lows Lies are told when in July it snows Pinocchio can’tRead More →

[Hook] Wasn’t for this music, I’ll prolly be dead Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds Drop top even with a price on my head, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all toRead More →

[Hook] Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds Drop top even with a price on my head, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all toRead More →

[Hook] Wasn’t for this music, I’ll proly be dead Instead I’m on top and I’m countin’ this bread Sittin’ in the mansion, could’ve been in the feds Drop top even with a price on my head, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all to the grind It’s no roof so they can see me shine, woah It’s no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It’s dedicated, put it all toRead More →

[Chorus] I need you I need you around me I need you I need you round me Your love like drugs Your love like drugs I need you I need you [Verse 1] RIP to Bankroll Just took a trip to the 6 Came back with a few bankrolls Murda and we all pourin’ up Pour up, pour up, ahh I be smokin’ weed on my own I be fuckin’ hoes on my own I be drivin’ foreign on my own I be flyin’ private on my own On my own, on my own I’ve been gettin’ money on my own I’ve been fuckin’ bitchesRead More →

[Intro] 20 fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now [Hook] All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me Like ice when I drink, shit get watery Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga [Verse 1] On Tuesdays I’m still fucking hoes at Onyx Don’t do that, I’m still having racks lil mama Yeah I’m cool lying with my feet, I’mRead More →

[Intro] 20 fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now [Hook] All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me Like ice when I drink, shit get watery Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga [Verse 1] On Tuesdays I’m still fucking hoes at Onyx Don’t do that, I’m still having racks lil mama Yeah I’m cool lying with my feet, I’mRead More →

[Verse 1] Thank Dr. Dre for giving me a chance Thank that big booty bitch Maliah for that freaky dance She gave me last night, jumped in a ‘Rari Pull up to her crib and hit that pussy like a crack pipe I listen to Dipset, want Cam and Jim to squash it But how can I say that when I ain’t made up with Fif yet? I be watching “Power” while I benchpress Four plates on each side, maxed out, 6 reps On my Drizzy Drake, yeah 6 reps Rollie with the grizzly face, Mike Conley, is he straight? Damn right he is IRead More →

[Verse 1] Thank Dr. Dre for giving me a chance Thank that big booty bitch Maliah for that freaky dance She gave me last night Jump in a ‘Rari Pull up to her crib and hit that pussy like a crack pipe I listen to Dipset, want Cam and Jim to squash it But how can I say that when I ain’t made up with Fif yet? I’m watching Power while I benchpress Four plates on each side, maxed out, 6 reps On my Drizzy Drake, yeah 6 reps Rollie with the grizzly face Mike Conley, is he straight? Damn right he is I gotRead More →

[Verse 1] Uhm, I got stains on my hands from the work I do Fitting changing my hands full of purple blues I’ve got a razor sharp edge, I ain’t hurting you So why you hurting me, why you hurting me? Yeah Can’t you see I’m a man in your perfect noose How could recreation be the cursed fruits? With their eyes bulging, staring back at you Does it not give you nightmares? I know I had a few Bum-ba-dum-bum-da-bum-bum My family in the wind I can feel them Oh look, look, sometimes I close my eyes and reveal them There is freedom in theRead More →

[Intro: Method Man] Yo, Sway, man. I can’t even describe it, man. The situation was crazy, bruh. If I was a gorilla I would say it was bananas, B. For real, the man just- he just took over the whole situation, god. Listen – [Verse: Method Man] Man, it is what it is Can’t understand a man if you ain’t lived what he lived Roaches in the crib, ain’t got no food up in the fridge Plus the crime running rampant and it’s screwing up the kids Sway, admit, what kind of paradise is this? I just want my 40 acres and some carats onRead More →