Tysouf, Spliffy Mars - Fisrst Day Out lyrics

Fisrst Day Out

Tysouf, Spliffy Mars

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(intro)
Tyreek jus wanna be rich
*spliffy mars laughing at girl*
Lets go! yeah! skii yeeeee!
Uh yeah

(verse)
I was behind them 4 walls
My nigga had to get it
Had to get it without a cause
Just like lil baby i slide for my dawgs
Yeah thats my dawg he slide without a cause
Use phantom Glocks when we go through these niggas
Had the chance to tell on niggas told on them niggas
You so gangsta you was sliding on niggas
How the fuck you bite the cheese lil nigga?
Don’t swallow your pride when you gettin locked up
These niggas be crazy fuck the streets up
Went from valentino’s on my shoes to a tan suit
23 hours in your cell with nun to do
What you know bout eating slop
Talking to brick walls
Tagged a brick on the wall like “free mars”
Got through with some contraband inside my crack
Ain’t doing strip searches I ain’t into that
Since a lil nigga been robbin these niggas
These niggas be bitches be fuckin they bitches
Im takin your shit and i’m takin your skrilla
Im on the come up and i need all your figures
Ain’t finna stunt for none these fuck niggas
These niggas get hit up, these niggas be tellin
Nno big worm from friday im coming through pressin’
But im not big worm cuz’ i am not tellin’
Free sean and squeeze my niggas they felons
Got money and hoes when you coming home
So don’t even stress it don’t take your shit to trial i ain’t tryna have you risk it with them crackas nigga
I don’t really want to see you go down that road
Nigga just take it to the chin
They could give me 10 right now
Ain’t gon swalow my pride cuz’ I was born a sinner
DA tried to give me 5 gave em fucked up faces cuz i got caught with a glizzy
Tried to tie me to a shooting but they had no evidence i still shot with percision
I just came home yesterday and i’m already fucking on the twin sisters
My old bitch want me back but i said fuck that hoe
She wasn’t answering niggas
You ain’t put no money on my commissary
You ain’t serve no purpose so I’m ending that call
The difference between me and you is I am the shit and you ain’t shit at all
I cannot trip over yinda’s they live with they mama and they still living off they jaws
The difference between me and you is I could get you knocked off through a jail call

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Kxng Dee - Hadouken lyrics

Hadouken

Kxng Dee

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[Intro]
Ayy man
How I come on talking like Sosa already?
I wasn’t even supposed to do this shit
But, niggas keep telling me to do it so, fuck it

[Verse 1]
They like “Dee where you been?”
I been making M’s
Tryna save for a trackhawk, all black the rims
I just pop 2 beans now i’m finna sin
I got V.I.P bullets
They gon’ go straight in
I got ballout off the henny and you know i’m rollin
Got yo’ bitch on my dick, so you know she choking
Throw some hot shit in his mouth like he got halitosis
I just put some new bullets in an old .40
Gang just handed me a choppa now my hands dirty
We gon blend a nigga turn em to a McFlurry
Hellcat on the E-way yea I got this bitch purring
I done seen a killer cry to a preacher sermon
Niggas took my dawg so you know they gotta go
I be sitting tall you’d thought I was 6’4
We gon make em fall like we playing dominoes
Going sad bout a bitch what you on doe?
Hah, hah, hah, hah
Yea them hollows hot
Ftrrahh, hah, ftrrahh, hah
Switches on the Glock
Thraah, hah, thraah, hah
Watch his body drop
Double back, hit some then we go reroute
Better do it by yourself so you don’t get caught
Catch em’ walking by himself we gon get him loss
Brodie with me catching shit like he Randy Moss

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Your Stepdad - Functions lyrics

Functions

Your Stepdad

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[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Ayy, you not invited to functions
Foenem had told me you function weird 'cause you don't have normal discussions
We be on dollar agendas, throwing subliminals ain't in the budget
You on the menu if we can't trust you
Shit that I been through, look at my muscle
Chopped with a—damn, chopped with a Ginsu, we finna cut you
Ayy, too many problems, never discuss 'em
Shorty be bugging, bitch, why you fussing?
Why you can't listen to simple instructions?
Look how you move, you live in destruction
Look how you talk, you niggas be bluffing
Ayy, gotta pull out 'cause I don't need a munchkin
Gotta pull out 'cause I—yeah
My lil' bro is myself
My big bro is myself
My own blood caught me lacking, that shit tough when it's no one else
I'm sure my hoes play Assassin's Creed with the way they move in stealth
Who would have thought that staying alone was the best thing for my—

[Verse 2: Coszmno]
Might be the best thing for my— (Uh)
Damn, then I'm finna slide with a kit
Know that we riding with Drac's in the six
Glock is the oven, it's baking him quick
My choppa Jewish, these bullets is real
The Wock' in the navy, I'm cracking a seal
Banana clip, know that I'm letting it peel
Choppa too and-one, get a dunk like Shaquille (We love you, Coz)
Keep running with twelve, got a nigga Tom Brady
Gotta light up the room 'cause these niggas be shady
Like a rich nigga, sipping on Perry, no Katie
Got a brown skin zo 'cause she said she from Haiti
Just like Zach, I'm like, "What the Efron with these niggas?"
And this Glock finna go do a song with some niggas
And she sucking like she at the ball on a nigga
On a Schwarznegger block, smoking stog' on these niggas
Just like an emo, she want me to choke it
[?]
I'm a young nigga winning for free like I'm Oprah
Sticking it high in her notes like an Oprah (Damn, hold on)
I meant that this choppa gon' sing like an opera
Sticked it in tongues like I worked at the doctor
Spin with a choppa like I'm at the— (Uh)
This Glock is a they/them, I seen it shoot both ways
Clip picking sides like it's apples or O'Jays
Viva la choppa, it's making some cold plays
Two holes in the Knuckles, we spin on a cold day
She giving deep brain, no Jimmy Neutron
Stick take him half off just like a coupon
Dawg finna shoot like he playing for UConn
Dawg finna shoot like he— (Grrah)

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Tommy Slime - Trap Mafia II lyrics

Trap Mafia II

Tommy Slime

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3months ago, they lock up my gang
44 Dawgs it’s still in my head
I stay on the low, listen to Fred
I sip overdose my lyrics on point

I trap for a living ma guy
I rep for ma city on god
You niqqas ain’t trapping nolie
I’m runnin with gorillas squad
I stand for the gang no cap
I’m coming so hard like penetration
I shock you niqqas like electricity
Ma gang at ma back like some allergies
I’m calling for bang where is Makaveli ?
Hey maka , buss at yo opp and burst en belly
Show no mercy, wo nnyɛ Mercy Johnson

I’m featuring Omar, You know R2Bees
They refuse to be broke that’s why I fuck with Mugeez
The whole gang meeting then I’m sorting police
Cuase I still got hurt when they lock all my gees
Free up paperz and free up Maleek
Thеy hijack no cars, they supposed to be freed

I’m ticking thе bars like Kwadwo Sheldon
I’m going to Mars, with out no rockets
I’m trying to farm for John Dumelo
This niqqas be cheap than Nsawam boflot

Since I nyom she ain’t left me alone, sweet in de blow
She dialing ma phone, she want fuck on the low
Raised in the killers zone yɛbɛ kwashey wo bro they killing 'em folks

Sofo ma country been going so nut
Adwen no bon oman no ayɛ hot
Omo yi no low na omo ashyɛ no tough
From top to down me nyinaaa yɛ kpo
Woka wo yadeɛ aa na yɛ ma wo doze
This trappers be funny like Weezy en jokes
Fuck Fanta, I wanna sell some coke
I see what you think, but I’m never on drugs

It’s 60 degrees I’m bringing the heat
I’m trappin at least,I’m living for free
What ain’t meant to be was meant to be
This money and fame was meant to be

Ma yung niqqa buss a Patek
The next of the day, his killers were 10
I fuck with NBA like the niqqa Ben 10
Your friend has a friend so tell me your friend?
Frends of enemies , enemies of friend
This street so Sad , I don’t have a friend
Rest In Peace ma niqqa Alex,I wish you with me but jah jah no best

All this money for Yeezy’s and Tequila, Carter
Free up the geez and free up Adija, Palmer
I’m on 3 good rolls no boka , amnesia

You niqqa’s s be buggin a lot
I trap for a living ma Dawg
I’m trapping on Jesus on God
At the top I refuse to come down

Pussy boy looking so dump
He snitch on me, he looking so John
I delete and block,that niqqa a frog
He always they hop
OG give me the Glock,I shoot at the opp
Ma killi them giving no chance we ready fi war
Running man down from Asylum Down

Where we grind up they ain’t support my shit
But all I know is to grind up
Give me one chance, I go murder this rappers non stop like obidipon and still Trap

Fuck their bars, I’m at kanta back
Even if ano blow, I still might Trap
You see the swag, there’s flex in the rap
I was born in the Trap selling party Drugs

Kanta those days when we selling rags
It’s been 10 old years I been listening 2 PAC
R.I.P Ovox and DD and Dad
One of niqqa’s die in killers attack

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