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'Fire' Lyrics - DJ Kay Slay Ft. Vado, Papoose & Young Chris
Here is Fire Lyrics by DJ Kay Slay Ft. Vado, Papoose & Young Chris

(Verse)
Money out of violence and drugs only
Vado be that motherfuckin thug homie
Pow! Pow! Blood everywhere
The drug is catch caine, now the blood’s everywhere
Choppa the crowned vic, got drugs heavy there
You thought it was not sick, Jesus had every year
Now I’m rich like look boy I’m over those
Tryna play fantasy football, we’re hovin em
Bangin the protection, I took more than both of them
Scoop my little bro but I look forward, the ghost for them
Nas just copped another watch
I just drove off the lot, pushin another drop
My first stop 95th then hit the water spot
The feds got me on shit that could get my mother high
Ah, big Joe locked, murder 2
Free Lelly Love, my slum game, we got a few
Locked up top so we’re buried in gutter too
Can’t forget Mad, match bein my nigga Poo

(Hook)
Didn’t say it gon be something to witness
Get yo block hot, make it flip like a cam bitch
Steady on the grind I’m on a mission
And you know we got that fire

(Verse)
Rose from the dirt, you know what’s under the shirt
We had to shoot for the turf, niggas shoot or get murked
Before I bring the ladder, put the little ruggas to work
Run up in this while I put the little shooters to work
Got the Reggie for the dollar, 3 stacks for the sour
Chain smoking, runnin through 3 packs every hour
Take a nigga strip so quick, we make it ours
Leave em in tub full of blood, we make the shower
No more powder, I got these niggas takin flowers
Either man up or we keep wreckin you cowards
Four down, red nose, attack mode
100 thousand AP, I meant to
Mac 4, back trappin in black clothes
Duckin petrol, fuck up them assholes
Young niggas can’t fool me, get exposed
Young fit keep on tryin, Nick Bones

(Hook)
Didn’t say it gon be something to witness
Get yo block hot, make it flip like a cam bitch
Steady on the grind I’m on a mission
And you know we got that fire

(Verse)
I spark the same fire that lit the torch of liberty
Thoughts of authenticity, torch em and scorch em lyrically
Off then forth and willingly, lost in a world of trickery
Talking with all simplicity
Offer a raw delivery
I’m pourin Hennessy, offerin all my enemies
Same headshots you saw when they slaughtered Kennedy
You lost your dignity whoring across the industry
That’s the truth and you just a pussy who lost virginity
Contingence, let those go when I taught those mentally stronger
That loss of memory, all of em gon remember me
Scorin off the trigger, we warring for world supremacy
Student of the Woo, I swarm in a world of killer bees
We Kay Slay, we brought in the awkward chemistry
Causing extortion penalties, drawing abortion vividly
Your guns American made, the Shotty was born in Italy
Me myself and I, fair warning, don’t cross the trilogy

(Hook)
Didn’t say it gon be something to witness
Get yo block hot, make it flip like a cam bitch
Steady on the grind I’m on a mission
And you know we got that fire

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'Get Money' Lyrics - Young Chris ft. Rico Love
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[Intro:]
Turn the lights on, yeah!
Turn the lights on, yeah!
Turn the lights on, yeah!
Turn the lights on, yeah!

Hook:
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
She don’t fuck with them broke boys,
Them niggas is too bummy
When she see them sparkling lights,
I bet she come running
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
So you better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
You better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
Don’t get mad, get money!

Get it, get it, you love that hoe, I hit it!
You love that ass, I smash
What them boys wanna do, I did it!
Flossy, ripped it, hoe girl, when I get twisted
I’mma get in that ass so good,
I’mma fuck you like I missed it!
That straight Patron I pissed it,
Gotta keep a tough back!
Pull up some futuristic
They’re like, “how much, duck?”
Only pretty girls roll with us,
Gotta lead the duck’s back!
You did it just like you did it
One night to your wife, and you love that!
She don’t wanna work hard (hard)
She just wanna get paid (paid)
She don’t want a relationship
She just wanna get laid (laid)!
Wanna be where it’s sunny and sipping on something
Abandon the ship!
But I got so many bitches that’s waiting in line
I can have me a pussy parade!

Hook:
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
She don’t fuck with them broke boys,
Them niggas is too bummy
When she see them sparkling lights,
I bet she come running
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
So you better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
You better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
Don’t get mad, get money!

I think I fell in love with a stripper
A bottle of Patron and some swishers (light up!)
And you know what happened when I’m on the liquor
A nigga might fuck around and kiss her!
(Turn the lights on!)
If you’re fucking with this hoe, better have a lot of dough
If you’s a broke nigga, get a fuck up about the dough.
Know she like that new Channel, that Givanchy, YSL,
All my queen for my queen
Yes, my bitch be fly as hell
Hello, momma! How are you doing?
Where you going, what’s your name,
Where you from?
Fuck with us…
Broke niggas over there,
The whole section looking lame
And you’s the sexy little thing
So I’mma put something in your range!

Hook:
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
She don’t fuck with them broke boys,
Them niggas is too bummy
When she see them sparkling lights,
I bet she come running
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
So you better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
You better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!

She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
She don’t fuck with them broke boys,
Them niggas is too bummy
When she see them sparkling lights,
I bet she come running
She don’t wanna work hard for it,
But she wanna get money!
So you better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
You better stop talking with them hoes that you can’t afford
(Can’t afford, can’t afford, can’t afford)
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!
Don’t get mad, get money!
Get money!

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'Money, Clothes, Hoes' Lyrics - Jahlil Beats (Ft. Young Chris)
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(Verse)
I’m getting money on these lame niggas
You runnin round broke, that’s a shame nigga
Boy you lookin at the hardest in the game nigga
See me getting to the money and the fame nigga
30 racks on me, I’m about to ball
2 good coupes and I did it for my dawgs
2 bad bitches and they bout to suck it up
Young nigga in the flesh and I want it all
Fly nigga, I get plenty hoes
Hear these niggas talkin money, I got plenty though
And these niggas hittin on me, I got plenty though
And these flamers that I’m makin, I got plenty mo
Take a look into my eyes, you can see the best
Fat bitch, all between her thighs, Shawty you a mess
Rollie on, you can see the time flyin in the jet
When it’s up we can talk money, nigga where the check

(Hook x2)
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes & Clothes all a nigga know

(Verse)
All a nigga know before we had shows
Benny Jigga and X, money cash hoes
Datta told me to flex on you assholes
Henny Philly bitches with sex, we done had those
Made in America, winger hawk in the corner
6’s but I fuck with the Metz, cool with the owner
True that you lil bitches did it, you know the karma
Fuck me if you wanna, just gonna
Gangstas disown you like shit, takin the whole 36
Burnin niggas like fuck around with a dirty bitch
Pussy nigga was mouthin off at the 35th
First I heard he was talkin, next thing I heard he hit
Raw fuck up the plot, you know my birdie shit
Standin pretty shot in the block, nice 30 brick
So many niggas from the block murder shit
We be thrownin screamin and shooters, we ain’t heardin shit
Yall ain’t heard this shit, I got a tux with a perfect fit
Brand new casket and a hearse with
I got shooters for long distance like dirk with it
Youngins tryna live my life, finish rehearsing it

(Hook x2)
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes
Money, Hoes & Clothes all a nigga know

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'Go Hard Money' Lyrics - Young Chris (Ft. Rico Love)
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Hook:
F-ck couches, I’m standing on houses (houses)
I Turn the club into my motherf-cking office (office)
I got them fly hoes coming of blouses
And middlefingers up to who ever doubt this!
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
Go hard money.

Turn the lights off, can we go hard
Show without a flow?
Bottles by the bar, models is by the car
American Express, ?? to the deafs
I’m all about my money bitch,
I’m married to success.
Hundred carats on my neck, and none them would be better
Tell Debbie she left them.
Girls, we gonna arrest them, hit them
Split them, maybe forget them
Never love them, fuck ‘em, tuck ‘em
Won’t catch me with ‘em.
Do some for the catch, hundred cash for the princess
Double ?? couple year for the lenses.
Tell ‘em I make clean, pass for the chains
And a ?? all mens, like is married to the fees.
Me, Terry yo I ball fag
You beez under the sleevez make the dog tag
And I squeeze this debt ?? get your dog tag.
Picture one in this motherf-cker.

Hook:
F-ck couches, I’m standing on houses (houses)
I Turn the club into my motherf-cking office (office)
I got them fly hoes coming of blouses
And middlefingers up to who ever doubt this!
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
Go hard money.

Turn the lights off,
Get ‘em cozy baby, turn them rozy baby
Get your money in robe before them nozy ladies
The flows be crazy, the hoes pursuade me
And the words are next, the boys calls it wavy.
??for the breeze, watch for the black star
Sure they ain’t f-cking ?? bitches bad car.
We gon’ tag the planet, tell ‘em Chris is back up
All I got is my grand kids!
Bitch I’m the bad pawn, the clean is the fly to coolest
Got them stitch spinning like ice mixed with the soda.
Chopper in the park, we remove the tops
Got them hopped up in the truck, bitches flying to the spot,
Pushing to the ?? like them cops was on the top
That before ?? niggers, this is why I’m
Haters they tryna block. Won’t let nigger winning
Bout the murder motherf-ckers, they ain’t get it ??

Hook:
F-ck couches, I’m standing on houses (houses)
I Turn the club into my motherf-cking office (office)
I got them fly hoes coming of blouses
And middlefingers up to who ever doubt this!
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
I’m getting that dough, go hard money
Yeah, go hard money.
Go hard money.

Go hard money (repeats)

I’m balls, bitch Hugo
Them ladies, might be new to you though.
This what I do bro, we bring the coop tho.
(…)

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'City Of Sin' Lyrics - Lloyd Banks (Ft. Young Chris)
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(Verse)
Hater close your eyes now, picture me realer
My paper thick,my pitch is swollen
Now pull a hitter ,I’m Mitch Holleman
Hit ‘em with this explosion
Lethal sleeve my arm Hulk Hogan
Even with all of these hittings
We the million I be proffing
Wanted in ,you be cooking
A beetle and they can open
We been that might be hungry
Don’t feed a rat for this scum
You dumb chicks don’t understand
Fuck you laughing at sun
Your name is Bahama Coat
Been lifting up every tree
Thank heavens for my results
This is for heavy D
This is my brighter side, rocks get of from LAD
Come on load it and why came, big boobs in the LAC
You niggers fishing fool, you start no pitch in the rule
Tell your mama you ain’t shit, put the crop on you’s who
Pull that laverish move, a pile of karat sick jewels
I’ve been 6 and 16 ,keep a London fuse

(Hook)
You see don’t we say
We sellin’ , we pay
And know this shit be ok
I get that dough everyday
Grab ‘em don’t be like betray
Smoking troubles away
Smoking troubles away
I’m here,we got every day
It feels like violence two ways
You niggers nosey as hell
And got they eye on the pay
I never meant what they say
I’m just drinking rozay
And keep my troubles away
Keep my troubles away
(Keep my troubles away)

(Verse)
I talk that shit yes I do,
You know my wrists got blue
Married to blocks, said I do
Tell us all the bait with my crew
Seventy sort of cannon
It’s gotta take a part too
Yellow kush can’t fly
Make sure tape ‘em out too
Any dealers we making my niggers waiting out too
No ain’t no need for no rushing,
Let’s get that paper out too
You down in Miami ,bitches fuck while they yap
You niggers talk on my s neck, go pick yourself from the block
Mad as fuck I can tell,greenest stuff on some shelf
But if I hit ‘em them pussies, I know the suckers would tell
I’m a menace out here, I’m a product of blocks
And the hate throwing out,I kiss alot of that glock
Nice and short on the hills, call it milf of the will
You keep on holla at choppers you better get you some shell
I’m a problem I promise ,taking down in the Thomas
Smoking down in the eile my money growing ,empower

(Hook)
You see don’t we say
We sellin’ , we pay
And know this shit be ok
I get that dough everyday
Grab ‘em don’t be like betray
Smoking troubles away
Smoking troubles away
I’m here,we got every day
It feels like violence two ways
You niggers nosey as hell
And got they eye on the pay
I never meant what they say
I’m just drinking rozay
And keep my troubles away
Keep my troubles away
(Keep my troubles away)

(Verse)
I used to dream of this prophecy
Some time they feed on they coppin’
My presence big as a building
I put your team in my pocket
I’ma bong your wife
She takes my semen and swap it
Them vixens come with a vick on em
Like a queen on a topic
I do the semi way hemmy
The time we be at the tropic
We leave a mess and go
Drop it and it green when I pop it
I stick my chest out to the roof
Soon as you catch up and spit it
Two mean men gon’ rebel
I’ma grind up your sis
Fuck you hatin ass niggers
And you hatin ass hoes
We ain’t in the same bracket
Too good to be in our flows
‘Cause I’m so motherfucking high
I can touch the sky
You have just been outshined
By someone that doesn’t try
I’m getting red I ain’t got to look for led
Lift a tone , 20 kil one’ nigga struck as vague
Fly, I have to go last ,let us see all you niggers dead
Torn is for the lessons ,got my blessings or wine up dead

(Hook)
You see don’t we say
We sellin’ , we pay
And know this shit be ok
I get that dough everyday
Grab ‘em don’t be like betray
Smoking troubles away
Smoking troubles away
I’m here,we got every day
It feels like violence two ways
You niggers nosey as hell
And got they eye on the pay
I never meant what they say
I’m just drinking rozay
And keep my troubles away
Keep my troubles away
(Keep my troubles away)

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Wake up in the morning, feeling like a G
Got them number 4′s on my feet
And the Lakers just beat the Heat
Clippers beat the Knicks, think it’s bout to be a good week
Yeah I’m rich forever, you know I got them good seats
Now let’s hit up Grey Stone get our fucking ace on
Know I’m in the vip, throwing back straight ‘ Tron
Goons with me case we gotta get our fucking ape on
Niggas play Superman, better have that cape on
My niggas pop up out of nowhere, stay…
But I’m cooling …play them drake songs,
And bring it back to the west side, play them a songs
Cause little mama know, we’re only in here for one night
A week though, and watch out for them wolves
Dressed in them sheep clothes
She don’t really club, but I bet that ass a freak, though

We’re only in here for one night, a week though,
We’re only in here for one night, I said a week though,
Wish I had a … wish I had a …
Wish I had a … wish I had a …

Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
You know you … me, before I had that
She wanna body off, I’ll be her new addition
She play for Louis Vuitons, must be her true religion
Now I’m looking for …or somebody with a body like China
China? The one from king of diamonds who designed them
I call her… Ferrari’s on her birthday
And I’ma make sure everyday is like the first day
She want another round, fuck it to another round
I don’t just beat the pussy, I …to the ground
Everyday another girl in another town
I don’t just beat the pussy, I …to the ground

We’re only in here for one night, a week though,
We’re only in here for one night, I said a week though,
Wish I had a … wish I had a …
Wish I had a … wish I had a …

Sunday night, Grey Stone, neck full of gray stones
Staring at the crowd, trying to see who I’ma take home
Game … I be on the champagne
Bitches all around us, trying to watch us do the damn thang
… chicks like, oh he back, welcome to my house party
Og, roll it back, … keep a few loaded…
Bitch sneakers showing out, real niggas nodes that
California lifestyle, fucking with my nigga Chuck
… Young Chris, nigga what, all we know is get to it
Stack high live it up, fucking with that Grey Stone
Everybody get them up, yeah

We’re only in here for one night, a week though,
We’re only in here for one night, I said a week though,
Wish I had a … wish I had a …
Wish I had a … wish I had a …

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I tell her, sooner or later this club gon’ close
And you’ll be looking for something to do
She’ll be looking for somewhere to go
Sooner or later this club gon close
I’m the nigga you gon wanna see
Time the nigga you gon’ wanna know

Look, face is incredible, amazing
Had to notice as I passed on the way in
Gave her, she crashed where I was staying
I then had to tell her, relax we aint dating
Can’t get the hotel suite with the fire place
Without Serena legs and the Maya waist
Good hair and skin like she should model more
Drunk off of shots so what would I buy the bottle for
In a Jaguar, she a couger only came her for the hoopers
Still a nigga brought the ruger
He aint got no idea that I’m surrounded by them shooters
Never know if I’ma have to treat ‘em like he an intruder
Now back to the shawty though, she say it’s natural
Lipo scarred but its covered by a tattoo
Bounced on the girlfriend, they aint even mad at you
What they even mad at though, yeah I like that attitude

Now cut the lights down just a little lower
Just a little lower (x3)
Grab her by the thigh and get her to come closer
Let her feel a gun size in the holster
Then fill her glass to the top she too sober
Cut the lights down just a little lower
Then hit the corner, something I gotta show ya

Ride so clean where the fuck is my roof
Somebody girl gon gettin’ f-cked in my coupe
No chain drippin’ lets give ‘em the Cartier
Ride up to the club we brings the party here
Where them hoes at, try to f-ck something
New toya, bout to buck something
Know the haters out, gotta tuck something
Cant get the gun in the club I gotta cut something
Only pretty girls, no duck huntin’
It’s that time of the whaat? Bitch suck something
Straight shots, peach Ciroc and I’m off
Before you know it, the party be in the house
Get up on that, get up in that
Open wide girl, get ya chin back
My type of bitch yeah, where you been at
Lights way too bright you gotta dim that

Now cut the lights down just a little lower
Just a little lower (x3)
Grab her by the thigh and get her to come closer
Let her feel a gun size in the holster
Then fill her glass to the top she too sober
Cut the lights down just a little lower
Then hit the corner, something I gotta show ya

Shape, she should be on a poster
She get it in, a little jack, a little soda
And I’ll take it from the pole to the sofa
Send her back out with her pussy all re-upholstered
Shawty bad though, I’m talking dumb fine
All I need to do is hit it one time
Bet I be the nigga she gon wanna confine
Try to bring the cuffs out, now I’m feeling confined
I aint chase her, other niggas fought hard
You thinks its scarier, marry her, courtyard
Me I beat it up, take the assault charge
Marks all over her body like a report card
I need a witness, come and look at all of that
Say she been around, I ignore pass
My bread is my bread I wont support her ass
All that mean is theres no rings in the forecast

Now cut the lights down just a little lower
Just a little lower (x3)
Grab her by the thigh and get her to come closer
Let her feel a gun size in the holster
Then fill her glass to the top she too sober
Cut the lights down just a little lower
Then hit the corner, something I gotta show ya

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I said .. is in the house
bitch watch your mouth
white Toni decoration
shorty watch the couch
try to get me from my chess
watch the most
young .. fly nigger better watch your spouse
nigger smile .. through my eyes
old white sand old white …
can I live .. too big selling them ..
Niggers need to learn the definition of team
Louis kicks .. kicking the pair ludicrous ..
I was still me
.. getting high .. hitting every block in the city
.. tell you love a body and you divorce4 of him
.. I let a horse on them … that’s your .. baby …
mid night … but the love for the win I would be ..
why you nigger back home I tell them turn the heat up
.. you will be rich in a second … you know how they .. if you select the times
.. let’s give him a heart attack .. watch your funny face when I rap by
.. close to me saying shit .. approach me … the jump we go ..
bang bang .. little .. give me that .. unless is that whole thing
nigger you pick the fight a lot of cash .. and the dirtiest club .. more than twice
.. get town mother fucker .. leave him where we catch him .. America my next code
for my dress code … couple sky bitches that where .. remain on the .. anonymous
.. caps weren’t even .. confusion of the game .. I still remain
but .. the minute they got the fame
first time shame on you shame on them .. fuck you
they wanna wear what they wear talk slang and sex .. fuck ..a t me cause .. say fuck him
momma told me not to trust them
1 2 3 fuck them fake friends momma told me not to trust them
1 2 3 fuck them .. shut up the puff .. some pussy
can never get enough all my niggers make some noise4 .. I fly around
you are coming with me

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Salute your ass, I stay out
Bring the k out
Fuck the dashes of blue
Got a hustle that’s a habit to do
Shoot first so it happen to you
… I’ll leave them…on the strip, bitch
Having a … till music got me
Now my neighbors got the fucking da to watch me
Fuck is a hobby much love every once…
Phone closets and the closets, I’ll be…
Smoking like…give them everything in the barrel
I fuck them good, they double back like bow and arrow
Watch for the snakes, they rattle…
Plus suckers, we kill them all you motherfuckers
…got a big mac for you bitch ass
Here’s a shit back… pick a card would …
And leave out v with big bags
… nigga we don’t give a fuck about what they gotta say
Same … same textes, they gotta pay
Hard … on the jeans and my trt
.. that’s 2 v’s before, move keyz before
Back when niggas couldn’t afford, you getting escorted
We waiting on this white lady that’s getting deported
A lot of homeys be, shouts to the loyal…

If there’s a problem the pussy you … it
… fuck you and screw your bitch
Get the work in the…bricks
… my jays on, got my shades on and I’m ready for war
Fuck all you whores
I double back on them, who said I slacked on them
Any production that you rap on them
I get the beat and it’s murder she wrote courtesy of
… we go back like that old black Bonnie
… fucking the mommy, .. stuck like zombies

Hit a lot of …
I … if it ain’t exotic, I don’t puff it
Nice size extended I can tuck it in
… try to roll out of blood
… now raise… much love of the 80’s
North Philly motherfucker, in love with the gutter
I do it for my favorite fiends in love with the butter
I’m a product of the ghetto, I ride with the metal
Fucking homey after homey…
I do it for my dogs, till they out of the…

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i see you got me
yeah
i know you ..


dress the piece, dress the piece ..
little finger to my neighbors that .. for the flavors
shot the bitches with the fabors ..before you haters
won’t ..before you fix about the ..
the same ..be aware here on the ..shit
.. guess on my guess wait to many enemies
f*ck niggas .. christian ..my mistress
f*ck ..she f*ck up like the ..f*ck up ..on a nice ..
all the p**sy stuck up
come and f*ck up like a switch ..we snuck up
make the car a big ..come on pull the truck up
them nihhas locked up kill my niggas
we ain’t stop until they drop..my index ..
nigga.. nigga ....we love ..
no fillin mother f*cker nice town nigga how can i .. on this f*ckin ..
halloween never .. shut the window for the title
keep that ak 47
for my mother f*cker ..takin a ..makin a tour livin the tour
life style the movie kind of ..the movie
..the major but they .. they say i’m stuck in the ..
say i’m stuck in the car ..
come f*ck with the .. keep the .. tall
come and f*ck with the ball nigga stuck when the ..
only f*ck with the stars
first round ..try to get that prayer
you know the rule say she .. gotta get that ..
fillin nigga only pretty ..
..special .. nigga fast
shot up to my nigga ..f*ck with the trash
only ..when this bottle ..
baby please don’t live a trip don’t ..
get a law let’s go f*ck up this block money at the mall
f*ck what you talk shit ..
don’t make me like you don’t know more

f*ck this urbs

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bought a brand new …, 5 thousand a month
bitch my sour is special, hundred hours a blunt
only smoking what’s proper, and the worst will be popping
…and we shot ya
… so be a massacre,…chicken like soccer
bottles popping it’s pop it
20 bitches around us, i just slaughter them numbers
soon as she hit me, i count her
i can narrow the pinky, hit her right like winky
got the club looking clowny, for the love of the …
and the 6 and the benz, couple of bitches they friends
and we just getting started…
niggers fishing… drop my …
niggers… bitch i’m living again
special shout to division
they see my vision to win

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

maseratti dipping…
neck cause me a billie…
and fucking bad bitches, other niggers like a …
this summer’s mine, jordan number 9,
i came in balling all these niggers like a yellow…
and won all your bitches, hit them from the lot…
it’s me and chris, eat a dick, we the shit
we really balling, you just talk about it…
i’m on my metro, call me if you need a brick

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

… bacon, all these rappers be hating
spend hella facts…passing my gratious
so my canadian … they had me stuck at the border
…call me husein bolt,… flame boy
we be up in the club stunting with 2 chains boy
got a popping niggers, smacking bitches all in our faces
… trying to follow me home…
a hundred, you bitch ass nigger don’t want it …

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low.

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should retaliate, hey, who can check me
shout out to the chicks that left me you should have kept me
...the bunch of ... i get them hit like dinero you come and test me
having a threesome with my chicks, ... quit
don't worry about where i get it from know i get it done
they still asking about rock tell them division one
domination, dedication and celebration
tell the rats we exterminating the smell of hating
light the candles in the cake, .. blow it out
way nothing like i'm type boy ... out
celeb status ... showing out
know that red carpet rolling out if we going out
homie might of take you far but he never off
never lay on time trip ...
holler hard till you hit them then they tell a guard
then they stay away from the yard try to build a charge
soon will drop below still kill them bars smoking out the hotel
let them kill the chart
homicide outside there's no ... block money and rap money
there's know we getting to it
some dudes is fake, can't ...roll with a winner, she can't refuse us
yeah them ... got guns but scared to use it
why the ... and scared to move it
every member of the family when they body all
get boy get with me, a body guard
fill up the nana, nana fill up the body
in case any visitors i will up the shotty
dig a deep tish for this ... we don’t know that
... you all know them, me neither
why self swagger, why 3 sneaker
had a bad chick from overseas named anika
know i should have kept her, said she was a keeper
shout out to the divas got a shawty name geneva
keep it 3.57 6 shots like a beeper
my seniorita, get out of life, you jump speeder
she put them deeper, ... my swish is sweeter
sweet as a marguerita
we the last board on the game, yeah it's hard to beat us
hit them with the magnifying niggers is hard to see us
couple of gallons of that ... off all your leader
i ain't ... call your leader
sweetie give me the best you got i need the youngest needer.

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i gotta get you outta my head
and in my bed, baby

[hook - jj daniels]
make your way into the crib
don’t be shy, there’s no one here
follow me into a room
ain’t no telling what we’ll do
just me and you
ain’t no telling what we’ll do

[verse 1 - young chris]
just you and i
apple jack, new jack, g money style
got a stone in her wrist worth 20 thou
yeah, cb, i chuck the deuces
til my next, we’re never loving the deuces
i was blessed with a young thing
met me in the city
i’ll keep it secret if you let me in your vickie’s
just you and i here, ain’t no eyes here
everything private til we fly lear
shake that ass in the mirror
going to the club, tight-fitting dress
time to come up out of that..
like the way it’s fitting like the bed when it’s soft
you gonna love the way i’m hitting, ah!

[hook - jj daniels]
make your way into the crib
don’t be shy, there’s no one here
follow me into a room
ain’t no telling what we’ll do
just me and you
ain’t no telling what we’ll do

[verse 2 - young chris]
kevin mcallister, no one here
go with a higher caliber, they nowhere near
get it poppin in there
throw em all over like a cop in the rear
have em locked in the bed
yeah, skipping the kissing, kissing
your kitten. switching positions
stick the key in ignition
and she ride until she run out of gas
and she a spurter, so literally
she cumming out fast
put my palm on that ass, turn that
waist back around. before i come she
turn her face back around
say i tell that her lay down
open your thighs, til that boy go
back inside

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come on sweetie, i know the game
since a teen i was raised by a … tank
if you can't respect that it's when you know you changed
haters throwing shots i don't feel shit, novacane
… is the pistol you'll be broken till you kidding
face double backing overdose when it's the hit it
tell the cane i got a match to came up young … the gutter
…my mother give a fuck about the fashion said fuck 9 to 5
hustle to get fly tell it … leave nigger just to get by
out all night nigger just to get a side
young man's game this old lames is child
thought he was over division one surprise
motherfuckers left me but damn i'm alive
flying kept my shot is my had low disguise
bring em up to the penthouse deep so high

i think i started something, i got what i wanted
it didn't not came, can't feel nothing
… even when i'm fucking, viagra hopping
every single record, auto tuning, zero emotion
you did emotion, bitch corrected, computing, emotion
aha, i … on the model broad with the hollywood smile
aw, stripper booty and … like wow
brain like berkley …i went to see… she went to see
…perfect, i took a seat on a ice cold … she handed me a ice blue …, whatever
she said she wanna be a … really bad, she's in school … born in the fact
at least she working
but girl i can't feel my face
what are we smoking anyway?
she said don't let the high go to waste
but can you taste, a little taste, novacane baby, baby
novacane baby, i want you
fuck me good fuck me long, fuck me numb
love me now, when i'm gone, love me none
love me none, love me none, love me none, numb numb numb numb

sink full of dishes, paste in the kitchen
cocaine for breakfast, yaikes
bed full of women, flip on the tripod
little red light on shooting
i'm feeling like stanley kubrick
this is a vision every shit
they trying to feel pleasure with my eyes wide shut
whether keeps all moving
i blame it on the model broad with the hollywood smile
stripper booty with a wreck like wow
lover, forget ya, you put me on a feeling i never had, never had, never had
and ever since …, been trying to get it back, to pick it up and put it back
now i'm something like the chemist on chem
but there's no drug around, my life what i found you, you, you
i still can't feel my face, what are we smoking anyway?
she said don't let the high go to waste
but can you taste, a little taste, novacane baby, baby
novacane baby, i want you
fuck me good fuck me long, fuck me numb
love me now, when i'm gone, love me none
love me none, love me none, love me none, numb numb numb numb
novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane
numb the pain, bumn the pain, numb the pain, numb the pain, numb the pain
novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane, novacane
for the pain, for the pain, for the pain
novacane, novacane, whoa ah, whoa ah, oh ah, oh, oh
pretty girls above with me, making pretty love to me pretty
pity, pity, all the pretty girls in love with me making pretty love to me, pretty, pity, pity
i can't feel the pain, i can't feel the pain, i can't feel the pain
can't feel the pain, can't feel, feel, feel, feel the
i can't feel feel feel the
novacane, novacane, i can't feel the
novacane for the pain for the pain for the pain, i can't feel the, feel the, feel the
novacane, novacane, cane.

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oh, say you like it freaky,
i lay your body down right there!
i swear i’m talking about, yeah!
you’re making the…
yeah, yeah, yeah!
but i really wanna hear is you say
ooh aah, ooh aah!
i won’t stop until i hear that ooh aah sound!
you can keep me on…

rose on the ..i’mma kill that pussy, call me oj on the run!
hell, i’mma do my…
yeah, she… kicki, that she wanna meet me,
first he get on top of she, riding like she’s sissi!
so down, baby, easy!
like… she wants sissi, so i bet she may like her … artist say no…
that boy… hoping like…
plus she’s running like fiji,
i’m hungry, baby come feed me!

chorus:
say you like it freaky,
(lay your body down right there!)
i swear i’m talking about
(you’re making the clichés,)
yeah, yeah!
(all i really wanna hear!)

would you say that?
(would you say)
ooh aah, ooh aah!
i won’t stop until i hear that ooh aah sound!
would you say that?
ooh aah, ooh aah!
…she know, we can keep it .

best ..new places, champagne,
few cases, his or hers , different furs,..
yeah i like your style i was a bachelor,
now i’m .. thinking she can make her child!
drop my temper, afraid to win, lead or lose…
substitution i’m filling in, i’ve got the pussies coop,
i just roll them in!
my.. make it easy, but i love it when she tease me,
i dig upon her deeply, when i’m done, i leave her sleepy!
play that , play that, oh, oh, oh!
damn, baby this is so good, i think i’ll even stay down!

chorus:
oh, say you like it freaky,
i lay your body down right there!
i swear i’m talking about, yeah!
you’re making the…
yeah, yeah, yeah!
but i really wanna hear is you say
ooh aah, ooh aah!
i won’t stop until i hear that ooh aah sound!
you can keep me on…

take off your clothes, girl, i’mma keep you warm,
i’m slamming the door, oh, to watch you before, baby!
you’re making it easy, but ain’t easy,
baby, you just know how mean i am!
lay back while you please me,
you like it freaky, i promise i won’t tell your man, oh!
you got it, i like it just like that,
i’ll make you come right back!
you ain’t never came like that!
you’re the type of lady i want,
i’m the type of player you need,
harass me, then bless me, she likes to stay on…

chorus:
oh, say you like it freaky,
i lay your body down right there!
i swear i’m talking about, yeah!
you’re making the…
yeah, yeah, yeah!
but i really wanna hear is you say
ooh aah, ooh aah!
i won’t stop until i hear that ooh aah sound!
you can keep me on…

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oh! following on that.. shit
celebration will say niggers.. our crown with,
fuck the judge, they ..my name , nigger full letters,
..more problems come with more chatter!
forty... for ya hating niggers, fuck ya!
…i love ya!
starving ... taking .. above the menu.
he started it while i finished it, as i can tell you!
niggers don’t wanna ride with i,
niggers afraid to die,
come and commit the suicide,
i’m leaving you a..!
you let ‘em fly…
..over the memphis, stars over the mansions,
when we get high we fly choppers over the …
cool! has alaska…
play the passion, niggers still wanna rap,
what has been a lyrical massacre.
..waited for the right time and moving over my…
anybody wanna get a… right here?
otherwise …the nightmares!
doing no efforts, freshing my nighmares,
freshing my rights, seeing my …
nigger i’m leaving hard, putting our free show here,
..used to be seven, i’m leaving the show here!
my nigger is in show here.
bitches is in..or welfare.
my …niggers look sick, hope you can…
counted a shit, i’m like the…
division one, we get …
..the whole fucking clip go bang!
we give them big…
then in the park we leave them dead,
i bet his all fucking click, go sink.
you’re all… niggers!

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my name peedi crakk i like ..and many max
.. she’s a hore so plenty back, stayin .. sleep ..
.. the forty five complex i mean that, remember that.

the fact shake you ..low ball shit nigga ..need the best stop
till i blow their chest out that’s how little problems get solved
get you check out ..let’s go, ex .. heading to the ..
check o skino in a ..that what be call ballin’
nevertheless, you was in away so you drown from the ..
.. you’re paranoid
petrol..so professional you think i’m on stare .. nigga is the crack flow
don’t get it twisted, the best that i hit .. pinky ranks,
stupid ..it’s just ..i’m get in it, i got it, i’m pop that shit
and i’m sipping, stop it, but you’re not f*cking with me
.what critics got that you got ...
....
never thought success make a ..
gotta keep a few things you niggas .. you sing
my boys kickin’ the door but the .. close down frazes
and nobody box and everybody blazin
forty ...
so if you cross this disrespect this ..
but my boys keep them white girls around like hefner

recognize the .. i ain’t seen us
my vision clear like .. on a sixty
all of sublime.., y’all niggas can miss miss
i did it with no ..but young .. despite the nerves and .. face nace can hit me
karma is gonna get you..like the sun when is gona hit you
have a .. everything..cementeries...play this .. mother f*ckers.
f*ck these niggas we crack

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A$$ets : Young Chris

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ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate, that's what i do
ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate

smoking on ...drive with the diva
bitch you hear that … jumping out the speaker
your man had a cure, well i can put it deeper
connect kinda low, i can put it cheaper
a for the chain, now for the snicker
room full of time, ladies nice to meet you
whole lot of ass, little bit of … she say
cause too much need a little bit of space
bottles in the place, love a pretty face, pick bottles by the case
stick hollows by the waste, fresh from the dealer, ride without the place
young boy wonder, fly without a cape, shawty shake that

ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate

success down the street, victory is who we chasin
tour around the world, this is history in the making
if she pretty then she taken, back to bag racing
brand new ferrari no tint no mistaking
do this shit for real, yo all nigger's faking
do it for the love, yo all nigger's hating
we be on that money get them bitches what they looking for
the fans turn into fans … tell us who i'm cooking for
… is in the neck i be the best we feed the rest of east or west i'm breaking bitches town
gotta keep it wet, get that pussy popping and i'm hopping in my bag division one up in this motherfucker
cut them bitches fast

shake that ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
bounce that ass, ass, hope you know how to shake it, shake it, shake it
and if the pussy smell bad, bad, i know you ain't gonna taste it, taste it, taste it
i'ma about to … i hope you can take it, take it, take it
keep the … in the freaking dress, shawty you already naked, naked, naked
...never let you down, brothers who keep up, i turn that thing around,
promise to make a night, a whole lot of ass
a nigger trying to fuck, know when the boys out … nigger out of luck
nigger we don't give a

shake that ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
ass,pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate
ass, pretty face, champagne, some … whites
looking good feeling great, lot of cash, gonna hate.

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just say the world can’t …
just say nobody to custody the ..
..take it to the …in the .., tryin’ to push to this push …
he always out in the .. gotta breath
shawty always in the house he never let to leave
got a .. stressing that his young age, …
can’t pay, get it the best way, i ain’t mad,
i ain’t .., i ain’t .., couple niggas ..but i ain’t smash
damn … take a .. without a … is the game
tryin’ to … is the chain and i can’t even play is mu hustle
got a ..in the tableand i just say

chorus:
hey girl well i’m lost in the world …the diamonds or pearls,
so said just young girl ..lost of the world …diamonds or pearls.
she’s just a young girl ..lost of the world..diamonds or pearls
you don’t wanna be a lost girl ..lost of the world..diamonds or pearls, pearls.

i know you ‘re claiming that i love you
but that’s just to f*ck you
once you get .. you … i know you,
so don’t be listen to the .. they ‘re gonna sell you,
you have a kid and they .. they gonna tell you,
have a sex without a … mother, and till the end of the day
show you they wanna suffer, keep shop .. in this f*cked up world
…

chorus:
hey girl well i’m lost in the world …the diamonds or pearls,
so said just young girl ..lost of the world …diamonds or pearls.
she’s just a young girl ..lost of the world..diamonds or pearls
you don’t wanna be a lost girl ..lost of the world..diamonds or pearls, pearls.

that’s a shame when you call it the ..
and that’s the only way to get your change
you’re the .. in the hustle …pain,
when the good girl .. to change
you got to make sex five days ..but girl…
..money ain’t right…end up the whole damn …

[chorus:]

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Flat Line : Young Chris

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check one, check two, showing that the text do
any nigger have shoes sniff a … and bless you
gonna still stand and talk, don’t know what the rest do
aim above the next so we don’t care what the west do
22, 25, 38 special, 40 caliber, 44, 50 … you, …forget you
put up in the cane, don’t get caught up in the rain
you see for death they arrest you
cold blood caravans, disguise nigger guess who
young d texting on the fly nigger catch you
f you, bitch ass niggers there’s so much shitless,
…to help you niggers solve all your fitness
first 48 make sure you never forget this
catching the appeal gotta make sure you bury the witness
haters i’m shitting all, get my … all, get the clipping all
…be ready to .. the straw, glock 23 like mac i put the pimping on
32 extended retarded with it i’m spitting all
niggers after kill us we digging their cemetery
i’ma play it bitch for life might have been in the obituary
grand rich hustler, millionaire … i can’t … came on walker yucons
sit them niggers down, we stretch them out …
bullets in their big ass heads, … neutrons

…on my loose sleeves, … senator …
money and blue … don’t bomb on my true speed
feeling malibu breeze bad bitches and cookies
wait too cooler be booby down to the shoe strings one of the few kings
…where there’s no telling whatever … brings
30k on my mood ring, 30 play how we do things, burn new ways with the blue flames
who trained on your …lane, come steal a crazy out till you sang
it’s getting easy, i …flipped in the media, money’s the only medicine
medicine all we needing it, laws only to bore, i’m shitting on you for autumn
been to hell and back up, …here’s your morning money, chance weather, big bills
you can feel like it’s pouring, thunder and hell storming on the first thing in the morning
morning might be hella icey, i should … niggers that wanna knife me
trying to strike me … don’t play games, no religion campaign, we should be feeling the same thing
you get nothing you maintain, not in my … wonderful marriage, i’m hooked but i ain’t mad at you
look, …establish the crooks… what i needed for playing about the books …
…decided that we hollow in here, you can keep the love my heart don’t need it
…out the bottom … completed, shoes calls calls … evens, yeah, yeah.

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