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'Untouchable' Lyrics - KaliRaps
Here is Untouchable Lyrics by KaliRaps

(Hook x2)
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em

(Verse)
I’m untouchable, livin uncomfortable
Cus my girl wanna live like Claire Huxtable
And my daughters try to live like Rudy
I’m tryin to move these packs but these feds tryna do me
From rags to riches, life’s like a movie
Used to be broke but now I’m covered in jewelry
Louie V belt buckle with the tags on it
And we ain’t talkin if yo shirt got a badge on it
That bullshit I was on, I’m back on it
So fuck around and I attack like a black hornet
I just wanna pull the boat out and set sail
These blind niggas gotta feel, I’m so Braille
Even Bun B told me I was so trill
I’m never late, I pay my dues like I’m payin bills
Stacks homie, K go and get yo shine on
Straight from Sierra Leone, the black dama

(Hook)
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em

(Yea, this what I mean bout timeless right here man
Uh, shit last forever, look uh)

(Verse)
I ain’t a killer but I’ll take yo life and
Touch one of mines, you’ll be sleepin in Iceland
Good night man, no lights fam
They find yo body on the floor by the night stand
Damn, why you push me to the limit?
Windows always tinted so it’s hard to see who’s in it
Peace to my nigga Low, we had it rockin for a minute
Til the feds see this crib and lockjed up everybody in it
That’s life though, light up a blunt and put the lights low
I swear when shit goes wrong I got the right flow
I’m still stuntin in the club, see my eyes glow
I’m still poppin all these bottles, livin life bro
If I could turn back time I would’ve went harder
I would’ve spend some more time with my son and daughter
Woulda shoulda coulda but I didn’t
It’s hard to get out when you knee deep in it

(Hook x2)
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em
I don’t chase em, I replace em
And if I’m caressing em, I’m addressin em

(See this shit gon last forever right here man
Yea, show off, show off
It’s timeless
Aye aye
Uh, let’s keep it movin, yo!)

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'Assassins' Lyrics - KaliRaps
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(Verse)
I’m back in the hood, fresh off tour
Got money in my pocket but I still feel poor
Yo Shawty run to the store, cop me a dutch
A package of gums, some ice and some plastic cups
It’s a Friday and crime pays so back up
Hit the highway, make 9 plays and gas up
Now back to the stash box
Duckin madlock
Turn it down in the joint and make the dash pump
Open and you’ll see my little baby girl
She 4 pounds, 9 ounces and she crazy through
And we fight the whole world motherfucker if it comes to that
Pop shit, you won’t be talkin when yo lungs is flat
I’m from the ghetto beach, Cherokee with black tints
Throw some rims on and now you lookin hood rich
Love me a hood bitch and I know a dime
And I shine all the time, homie look at my diamonds
Come and party with the mobsters, meet the whole rolster
Show off ST, we bring the whole concert
80D, packin crazy heat in the Mercedes Jeep
Flavor sweet then I got you stuck for your chain and link

(Hook 1)
You wanna walk in my shoes then talk money
That raw shit, Washington Heights, New York money
We gram choppas, drug dealin rap dudes
Hustle cus we want to, not cus we have to

(Verse)
I’m shootin niggas and fuckin bitches and all of that
I’m Pistol Pete on my pivot, where the ballers at?
I ain’t hard to find, catch me where the dollars at
Always rockin new shit, never go to laundry mats
Nigga this is more than rap, boom bout classic
Automatic ratchets, ST Assassins
Blastin, intercept the torch when you pass it
Call me Mel Gibson, I’ll kill you for the passion
I just read raps like a full blown addict
Crib so big got a full blown attic
And I make fire in the basements like Statik
Go go gadget, 9 mil plastic
The outcome’s tragic, body in a bag shit
When the south people disappear like magic
Bastards, I’m on my 2K11 shit
But I don’t think there’s another nigga better and shit

(Hook 2)
You wanna come to mt hood then talk money
IT’s Boston, we call that break the law money
We hustlers, naturally born with street smarts
Show off ST, yo ghetto set it off

(Verse)
The power of pussy will have niggas laid in boxes
Play the copper so hopefully they don’t weigh the options
Mazel when I spit, haters they really afraid to stop us
Lately I’ve been watchin the streets of the D’s watchin
A beast clockin, knee deep and I don’t mean stockings
They major poppin, and stranger drop em, I need to stop em
That mean it’s Bobby Weary, Bobby Stiff, Bobby Heavy
On the saw fish with her titties out, that’s Halle Berry
I’m clique influent, my pocket full, I’m in the zone
Who want beef? Them bullets flyin, get you through em
Pitching white 8 balls, yall thinking baseball
I’m thinkin BIG, Notorious when yo thief calls
It’s not a game, every day waking from bad dreams
And if they plottin on my demise them cats bleed
Niggas singin, my philosophy is how they do it
As if the most niggas fake, though is it I’m the truest?

(Hook 1)
You wanna walk in my shoes then talk money
That raw shit, Washington Heights, New York money
We gram choppas, drug dealin rap dudes
Hustle cus we want to, not cus we have to

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'Full Cup' Lyrics - KaliRaps
Here is Full Cup Lyrics by KaliRaps

(Verse)
Nigga icy chain, buy a fuckin Range
Buy a house if you can, fuck if they hate you man
I only see progression, I never notice lames
We in recession but my pockets never notice change
I think I lost the only friend I ever had
Never had a real role model, used to blame my bad
Never gave a fuck though, I wasn’t always mad
It was fuel to my fire like they covered me in gas
Blunt smoking, adolescent, grown up now
All about my money like niggas who hustle uptown
So double up, double up, make them dollars stack
And you ain’t gotta worry bout finding bitches to holler at
Cus they’ll find you and offer you to slide through
If your money’s really long your friends will probably slide too
I make the type of music you can ride to
So put this in yo system, if you die then I die too

(Hook x2)
Yea my blunt is lit and my cup is full
And my life is good, man fuck the bull
I’m all about my money on these streets
So if a nigga hatin may that nigga rest in peace

(Verse)
Nigga fuck yo feelings, drop top, fuck the ceiling
Middle finger to the world, that’s how the fuck I’m feelin
Keep it short change, I only fuck with millions
Warren Buffet money, dummy that’s a couple billion
I’m tryna make a killin or at least attempt
Cus there’s no better feeling than when that money’s spent
Or when yo fridge is full, or when you paid yo rent
I must be high as fuck or borderline bad
When I was broke I thought they loved me just for being me
And then I realized that nothing in this life is free
Cus even for romance you gotta pay a fee
And tell me take a chance, I guess we’ll wait and see

(Hook x2)
Yea my blunt is lit and my cup is full
And my life is good, man fuck the bull
I’m all about my money on these streets
So if a nigga hatin may that nigga rest in peace

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