Athlab 90's Hip-Hop Mix

Athlab 90's Hip-Hop / Rap Mix!

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I bet you got it twisted. You don't know who to trust. So many players hatin' wanna sound like us. Say they ready for the thought, but I don't think they know. Straight to the devil's hell is free those cabs gone. Well, all you still damn follow when you see me and let these devils be solved. For the day they finally freed me. I got a caravan and time we ride. Hitting motherfucked up when we pass by. Until I die, later life of the balls players. Cause even when I'm high, fucking divorce later, the future's in my eyes. Cause all I want is cash and things. I five double low. Bins wanting flashy ranks. Um you like a dream. Then on the discipline for your eyes. It seems my main thing was we made your pay. They game sharp in the mother free play. Save money, bring lies, one jealousy motherfuckin' eyes depend on me like the first and fifty. They might hold me for a second. We got fold and low eyes, and ski man, screaming third light. Every time they pass, all eyes on, literally. Yeah, surprisingly, I've been lame, waiting for your next mistake. I put it work and watch my status escalate. Now I'ma start collecting props, collecting plots, networking like a conference. Cause the nonsense is yet to stop. Jake, shake me down. Haters wanna take me down, break me down, clap. All they heard was a sound. Yo, I scoped it out. I took your weak dream and choked it out. Your p don't really got no ass. She just poked it out, holding D lo. I'm saying you versus me, yo. We can do this shit right here in front of your people. See time is money, kid. And BS walks. And to me, it's funny, kid, when you meet head stalk. I see Fed Star. They wanna dig up the dirt, son. Is it me? They hark? Cause I be putting it work. That's all my eyes can see. Future is mine. Yeah, surprisingly, I've been lame, waiting for your next mistake. I put it work and watch my status escalate. Corn balls get store all. Black ball, my own doll. The veteran, running my plan. I'm the better man, crazy raw, doing my job like the mob, blazing y'all, and disappearing in the fog or remiss. And sticks can't resist what I kiss. Maybe begging for attention or some more of a difference. What up, baby? Someone may have to get hurt. My baby, as shady, but I got to get the grady. Plack and respect like the force of a test. Keep you hitting the deck, feelin' heat in the chest. Bagging the thumbs with the hot arm slow. I take a shot on the spot for columnation. AK, my phone block, can't keep it home a lot. I freak with the spots that I'm known to block. You hit the face from the street when I'm on the block. Blaze, they pay homage, pay the same trade. Fell off. My last album was the chronic. They wanna know what they still got. They say rap change. They wanna know how I feel up about the in the lane. Dr. Trey is the name. I'm ahead of my game. Still, I feel the leaf. Still with the beats. Still not loving police. Still rock my cats for the cup from the creases. Still got love for the streets. Reppin' two on the three. I still the beat bang, still doing my flag. Since I left make too much change. Hit it, covers in the lowest. I still got love for the streets. Take it my time to perfect the bee. I still got love for the street. How many times do I have to tell you about friends? Still getting down, but whatever, whatever. It's the one and only you go to me. You know what I'm saying with the DR. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know the West Coast is back for all you suckers. Suckers. DPG said you should be turning it up. C B T L V C, yeah, we hookin' back up. And when they bang this in the club, baby, you gotta get up. Cause homie stuff, homie shit, they're giving it up. Low live, yo lie, boy, we livin' it up. Taking chances while we dancing in the party for show. Slip my girl of 44 when she crap in the back door. Check it's looking at me strange, but you know I don't care. Step up in this muffler, just a swing in my head. Trick, quit talking, won't get you down with the set. Take a bullet with some crap. Take the smoke on the jet. I'm telling you, put it down for the father of rap. And if you happen to get crack, trick, shut your trap. Come back, get back. That's the part of success. If you believe in it, we relieving your stress. It's the one and only DRE. You know I'm robbing with the DO Double G. Straight off the killer streets of CPG. King of the beach, you ride to him you flee. The field rolling on dubs. How you feel? Woofy woof, woo. Straight snoop, take colors in the line. With doc in the back, slippin' on jack, clippin' all the amps, tippin' through, coffin, long beach, single wood. Stop slip, so I to the west side. It's California love, it's California. Got your boy a king of I'm on one, I might fell up in the century club with my jeans on and my things wrong. Get my drink on, and my smoke on, then go home with something to poke us up. I should have seen you with jumping out from the song. Taught me so many lessons. I got to mess with broken arm. So many questions. When this began, we was the perfect match, perhaps. We had some problems, but we were in that nigga. The arguments are getting loud. I wanna say, but I can't help from walking out. Let's throw it away. Just take my hand and understand. If you could see, I never plan to be a man. If it wasn't me, but now focus for commitment and other arms. I wanna jump for you from home. Don't be alone. Your attitude was to call, you got distressing. Soon as I open up the door with your jealous questions. Like where can I be? You're killing me with your jealousy. When my ambition is to be free, I can't grieve. As soon as I leave, it's like I trap. I hear you calling me, then come back. You tried everything, but you don't do what you won't do, you won't do love. You tried everything, but you don't need Grand Poober, honey. With my man Stud Doogie Live. Droppin' 2000. Predict the way this gonna act. Check it. I hit a flow, all dipped in love. Sitting back and sit my hoe as I count my dough. Grand Poober might as well. Doogie, coming with the New York. We keep it real like chill when we might talk. Honey's no cousin, I'm in a set. Grand Poober is the one who makes they think about sweat. So let me tell you something, lady, when you flow it's slow, then it's all cream and baby. I made this one bowler rather than a party. To find a hearty and dance body, the body, step one. First, you grab honey by the way, step two, then you move out of getaway. Step three, and then you look a dad in the face, step before. Now it's time to lead his place. Hold up, be careful of the Jesus, the Jesus, the one who wants the money in the visas. I'ma tell honey straight off the back. But please don't even go there with that. This was designed to make you smile in your back line. Grandma I set up for you every time. City, city, city, city, city, with so much drama in the LBC. It's kinda hard being snoopy or double G. But I somehow, some way, keep coming up with both kits like every single day. May I kick a little stuff off of the G and make a few kids as I breeze. Still jumping, cause my mama ain't home. I got some freaks in the living room getting it on. And they ain't leaving till six in the morning. So what you gonna do? I got a pocket full of rubber than my homeboys do. So turn off the likes and close the door. But for what? We don't love them now. So we're gon' blow a house to this. G's up, freezer, for a second now. Bounce to this. Lay back. With my mind, don't my money, and my money on my mind. So get on bed and kill. Here I go, here I go, here I go. Okay, then chillin', chillin', mindin' my business. You thought I looked around and I couldn't believe it. I scared, I stand, my need's my witness. The brother had it going on with something kinda oh wicked, wicked. Had to kick it. I'm not shy, so I asked for the digits. Don't make me see what I want, slip, slide to it swiftly. Holds it in my hips, so I dip back. Do my bag of tricks. Then I flip the full tick. Man, they wanna do tricks. Like a lollipop should be a lick. Came to my senses and I chill for a bit. Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do so well. This is the hell make me wanna shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot. Shoot, shoot, shoot. Casting your stack, especially in the back, brother. Wanna thank your mother for a butt like that? Can't I get some frogs? Let's make shape, boo. If looks could kill you with B and Eo shotgun, bang. What's the foot that thing? I wanna know how does it hang? Straight up, without hold up, but like print face, you're a sexy mother. Well uh I'm like them real wild. Be voiced out by the mile, two black kid with a smile, bright as the sun. I wanna have some fun. Yeah, I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who was good, I would call her. Wish I had a rabbit and a hat with a bat and a six for a wall. Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on. Yeah, I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her. Wish I had a rabbit and a hat and a bat and a six for a fall. I wish I was like six foot nine, so I can get with Leoshi, cause she don't know me, but yo, she's really fine. You know I see her all the time, everywhere I go. Even in my dreams, I can scheme of ways to make her mine. Cause I know she's living fat. Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball. So how am I gonna compete with that? Cause when it comes to playing basketball, I'm always last to be picked, and in some cases, never picked it all. So I just lean up on the wall, or sit up in the bleaches with the rest of the girls who came to watch them handball. Dag y'all, I never understood the lack while the docks get the plot drill. Me, I hit the hood rash. I tell them scats, cute kababble, got hit with a bottle, put in the hospital for talking that fashion. How can the facts is the chain when you living in a city that's the size of a box? And yo, queens get the money, long time, no cash. I'll put up in the hustle when the guns go blast. Pull out a seat lash. Know who the fuck you think is living to this day. I'm tryna tell his young niggas, crimes okay. They looked at me and said, Queens niggas don't play. Do your thing, I do my kids, stay out of my way. Sight far tryna survive in New York State. But can't stop till I'm eating off a platinum flake. Popo comes around and tries to relocate me. Lock me up forever, but they can't deflate. Because having cash is highly addictive. Especially when you used to having money to live with. I pull a step back, look at my life as a whole. Ain't no lovers seen the devil done, stole my soul. I'm out for healthier, selfier. P's not helping you. I'm trying to get dyslexus up. Plus a cellular, your big noise. What up, cousin? I can't cope with all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope. Yo, it's the R A double P, E, R, N the Y D. Niggas can't fuck with me. Coming straight out of QB, pushing to infinity. You ask, can I rip it constantly? Mentally, healthily, to the death of me. Come and test me, trust me, nigga can't touch me if he snuff me. So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause I'm a blasphemy, I'm black room, I'm back to Like this and like betting like this, and up. It's like betting like this and like that, and uh, it's like this and like that and like this and up. It's like betting like this and like that, and uh, it's like this and like betting like this and up. It's like betting like this and like that, and uh, it's like this. So just chill, tell the next episode. One, two, three, into the phone. Snoop doggy dogin's doctor Drake is at the door. Ready to make an entrance, so back on look. Before I have to pull the scrap off the cut. Give me the microphone first so I can bust like a bubble. Counting and lone beats together. Now you know you in trouble. Cause ain't nothing but a G-Bang, baby. Two low deaf G's, so we're crazy. Death rope is the label that pays me. Unfadable, so please don't try to fake this. But I'm back to the lecture at hand. Perfection is perfected, so I'ma let them understand it. From a young G's perspective. And before me, dig at a trick, I have to find the contraceptive. You never know she could be earning her, man. And learning her mean. And at the same time, burning her man. Now when she burning, I'ma chill for a minute. Cause ain't no loving good enough to get burned while I'm a banner. Yeah. And that's relevant, real deal, holy field. And now you let the one that was know how I feel. Well, if it's good enough to give off a proper chunk, I take a small piece of some of that funky stuff. It's like this and like batin' like this, and uh, it's like batin' like this and like that, then uh it's like this and like batten like this and uh Drake creeping at a mic like a fan. My man took up a check in a line at my crib. Turn himself in, he had to do a bid. I wanna three, he be home at end of 93. I'm ready to get this paper, G. You with me? My pockets looking kind of tight, and I'm stressed. Yo, biggie, let me get the vest. No need for that. I just grab the hook in the first pocket, that's a fat. The second two is back. I'ma smoke them. Yo, don't break no move. Treat it like a boxin' stick and move, stickin'. You ain't got to explain. I've been robbing motherfuckers this is slaves with the same clip and the same four fly, a two-point blank, a motherfucker shorter die. That's my word. Even try to pull guard, have his brother saying it's a fucking attitude. Because if it's a play for break, that's the nigga that's getting screwed and bruised up from the pistol whipping. Weapons on the neck from the necklace drippin'. Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing bitches too. Up the herring bones and bamboos. I wouldn't give a f if you're pregnant. Give me the baby rings and the number one mom pending. I'm starting like the kill. Real. When it's time to eat a meal, I'm robbing still. The mom do ain't giving me shit. So for the bread and butter, I mean better. Yeah, baby, I like it. Oh baby, I like it. Yeah, baby, I like it. Should be girls, should be gone, give me one. Give me the mic so I can take it away. On the natural call, home for yard. Here from the home of the dogs of broke squad. Who take the bees on the sword? We don't even got some skill. You gotta wanna kill a be any gonna kill now. Drop back now, that's all around. What the MC and everybody comes down, I don't kill her, Norman Bay. I'm a bro do the slam up always like I like it. Oh baby, I like it, blue. Yeah, baby, I like it. Oh baby, I like it. Come on. I like it, blue hands. Papa twist cabbage or pinch stick. It's all big stink, big daters, my Detroit players. Timps for my hula games in Brooklyn. A night, Papa been too since days of under rules. Never lose, never choose two. Bruce cruise who do something to us. Talk to us. Screw us, screw us, yeah. Papa and pop, close like Sparski and Hot, stick and clutch. Hit our squeeze three at your cherry M3, bang every MC easily. Frown ain't saying nothing, so I just keep my peace. Keep my peace, humans with a Jesus peace. With my peace, if we want it, that we're gonna both issues we want it. And I just love your flashy ways. Can't you see? Sometimes your bridge is hypnotized. Can't you see? Sometimes your brother is hypnotized. This album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I never mounted money. For all the people that live the bad building. Sometimes your bridge is hypnotized. It was all a dream. I used to read bird up magazines. I let my tape rock to my tape hot. Smoking weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock. Way back when I had the red and black lumberjack with the hat to match. Remember rapping through the hard the hard? You never thought that hip hop would take it this far. Now I'm in the limelight, cause I ride tight. Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade. Born sinner, the opposite of a winner. Remember when I used to eat sardine for dinner? Easter Raw G, Brucey B, kick the free. Fuck master flex, love fuck starts. I'm blowing up like you thought I would. Call the crib, same number, same hood. It's all good. And if you don't get old, I get old. I'm rockin' and you're yelling, but you never look my way. I'm licking down your darling in every single way. Hey, your funny flow is foreign and a green, I'm gonna wait. Say I'm to do a shame, but watch your head and shoulder. Brother, hold the bolt and up the folder. Yo, I told ya. I'll raid afraid of what I made and play them. What's up, booky fits? So say you flip the trick. Pull that music in the monkey bit. Triggers from the glue town, hill town. Some ass out of feels now. Fidel is that we're root, so we still around. No way, with a freestyle fan. The main trying to be answered. Shrinking what you're thinking, cause I'm glad. I live in top of hip-hop. This isn't for what I think. I get prize to hip-hop, so hip hop for a hip-hop for me. Oh, hey, oh, hip-hop for me. Oh, hey, oh, hip-hop for me, ho, hey, ho, hip hop for me, oh, oh, hey, hey, oh, oh, I'm so good. Go sweep out, shut the head on the middle. Sweep out, she's all about sex, caught on, checking facts in the track record. I'm all about black, shaking my ears half naked. Loving this life, waiting for Kim out when it drive, knowing it's the night, and then it's in the stage, close in the show, hole in the gap. Since you open up, I know you're hoping it's whack. Dream on my name on record, straight ballet. Maybe I have the bat. When you reach a hundred thousand, it's a ladies' night. And the Mercedes side. When I'm coming home, maybe the night. I need my food by the mic away because the baby tonight. It's my time to shine, it's play town tonight. No one I'm cold, I'm gonna get this on the low. Hopin' I'm cold. Sure, the war coming down. True absolute straight shot, shot the has been. Showing up, it feels good cause they got me on the run. Now I'm back in the coat room, waiting on the outcome. Freak two pockets, seems it's all this on my mind. Mine's at the same time, it seems they tryna take mine. So I'm gonna get smart and get the missile with this. And put together million mores with the boy, boy. Now they got a slate, two multimillionaires, young brothers, catch a case. Busters get ready for the throw down. The hits about to go down. Well, me and Snoop about to clap. I'm losing my religion, I'm vicious, only two visits. You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing. Fuckers be actin' like they savage. I'm out to get the cabbage. I got nothing but love for my homies living life. I got a pig named Pete, she nigga rain. I got a house out in the hills, right next to Sheena. And I think I got a black thing, but my dream is the only time I'm singing. Top down, screaming out, money in the fan. Bubble hard in the double off, flash the frames with the window back, holla back, money in the fan. Jigger, I don't like it if it don't gleam for me. Yeah, I wanna toss it up. Come on, all across the board, we burn it up. Drop a little pimple, baby, toss it up. Slackin' on your pimping, turn it up. See the money ain't a thing. Flex the road, sign a check for your phone. Jigging stylish love, X and O. Save all your accolades, just the dough. My game is wide, all names aside. Tryna stay alive, 100 down for the bracelet. Foolish ain't out of chain, a strain your eye. Twin platinum, sun aim for the sky. Ice on my b as soon as I pull it. Willie's wanna rub shoulders. Your money too young. See me when it gets older. Your bank account grow up. Mine says one zero zero zero old up. Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up. Motor till I close up. It's all basic. I've been spinning hundreds since they had small faces. Robb your stash out, doubled out down in Vegas. Me and J D got it like crazy. Top down, screaming out, money ain't a thing. Bubble hard in the double off, flashing the rings with the window crack, holla back. Money ain't a change. Nigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam. Gleam in the hell with the price, but the money ain't a thing. Money ain't a thing. Now this is a story all about how my life got the flip turned upside down. And I'd like to take a man and just sit right there. I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air. In West Philadelphia, born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days. Chilling out, maxin', relaxing, all coolin', all shooting something beatball outside of the school. When a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. And said, You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air. I baked and bleeding with her day after day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me her kisses and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, I might as well kick it. First class, yo, this is bad. Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel Air living like? Hmm, this might be alright. But wait, I hear the prissy bourgeois and all that. Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat? I don't think so. I see when I get there. I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel Air. The plane landed, and when I came out, there was a dude look like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't trying to get arrested yet. I just got here. I sprang with the quickness like lightning disappeared. I bustled for a cabin when it came near. The license place at pressure hit a dice in the mirror. If anything, I can say that this cab was rare, but I thought, man, forget it. Yo, homes, the Bel Air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight. And I yelled to the cabin, Yo Home, smell your later. Once in my kingdom, I was finally there. To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air. Prince of Bel Air, Bel A, Bell A. You could ride in the gagging. With that, you can fight your baggage. Make money, yeah. Got the money like a flash. They trash it. I'm a big dog, yeah. Go spare yeah. I've grid hit a flu, yeah, great lily yet. I got this big wood down the hood ass. Let me see on the good job, all good. Got a kid, do it long down, on the hard ass. You try to wanna fit that. I ain't changed. I'm the dad with the money, don't make money yet. Got worried that the money ain't about a minute. Get you look good, wanna back that back. No book, big fine woman wants to back that back up. Oh, big bad with the back that back up. Wanna back that back? Uh-bit, fine, woman with the back that back up. Over big bag, with the back that back up. Y'all gon' make me lose my mind. Up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me go all out. Up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me act the fool. Up in there, up in there. Y'all gon' make me do my cool. Up in there, up in there. I got to bring it to you, coward, then it's gonna be quick. I oh you made different devil for my wall and all the mother cat you run with, get done with, done quick. I asked you throw a broke the dog with some bummer. They go to the gun click. Now one of us and double. Ain't that stubborn? It's remind me of a stripper. Every time you come around, it's like I just gotta get my boots up. And I don't know who the fuck you think you talking to. But I'm not him. I explain to watch what you do. But you will find yourself very next to someone else. And we all thought you loved yourself, but that couldn't have been the issue. Well maybe they just figure out now, cause they mix you. Have a tissue. That's why you layin' on your back, looking at the roof of the church. We're telling the truth and it hurts. Y'all gon' make me lose my mind. Up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me go all out. Up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me act a fool. Up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me lose my school. Up in here, up in here. Ever since Jimmy cracked corn, ever since the day I was born. Yes, we get busy when I but we have to perform. Shaking your tissue, making your pussy get warm. Until all your people is gone. I be hitting until the morning got you called in my stone. But the trick. Rippin' their pants, clutching, ripple their belly by eight. Hey, wait a minute. I'ma get on line. Long as my shorty with it, you know I'm coming to get it. Doing it till you're making you really wonder who said it. Swellin' your melon while you're yelling, I check out the credit. Keeping it till you're making you give me back. Then we be kicking down your door. Keeping it from all my lilin. All my women up in the front, say you. All my women up in the rear, say you're going on over here. What is your going on over here? All my soldiers up in the front, saying, All my soldiers up in the rear, saying, What are you just going on over here? All my people up in the place, saying, Let me just see you some more. Tell me what you lookin' for. Told all the yellow ready, yeah. You ain't gonna tell you no more. Hitting you off, making you people blast. Keep the chairs backin' and pallin' and now we have you smiling. Cause now we livin' good, good. Doing it now, we be moving in in the hood. Wishing you good. Run with me and my knee kids. Now we come on the ground, double equipment, double the friggers. Turnin' your app, ripping my people. No doubt. Keeping it blazing, make all my frickins. The nigga with the new, make you take off your C2. Why you peeking around the corner, baby? I see you. Tell me what you gon' do. I'm saying now I'm gon' have you wildin' until your ass drop. Yes, now let me take this in the top. We never stop. All my women up in the front, say you're gonna go. All my women up in the rare, say ya. All that's going on over here. All my holders up in the front, saying holders up in the rare, saying, Oh, say it, oh, say it, oh, saying, oh, say, Let me TK chokey, man, let me t get chokey, man, let me teach, man, let me t get chokey, man. Get up now. You don't know me and you don't know my stamp. We'll be getting down when they come to a damn here. I am, here I am, that math the man, paddy cake, paddy cake, hail a magic man. Don't need scarce beat jump or peak the pan. Me nota, cause I'm not butter. In fact, I snap back like a Sam, Sam again. And I don't eat green eggs and ham. Down the hitch up. Well, we like that's the chance, turn it up, hear me get fucked. I'm about to blow, light me up. Upshot, down shot, and shot and outshot. Hitting me from every gang, there's no round. They wanna only move it, man. But I'm up the plan. I've been fighting. Rap with some money, to some money. Pull up. What? I thought I thought I'm putting smoke on the right like smoking joke, razor. The high raiser, raising hell with the flavor. Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan. Swingin' through your town like your neighborhood, spider man. So all tick, top and keep ticking. Well, I get to flippin' off the sit down kicking. The Lone Ranger, co wheat, danger, deep in the dark with the art. Do it the job support. The man over too hot. The handle, you battle. He's saying goodbye, like that. Up neck, inspect the decks on the set. The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal. The way I make the crowd go wild. Sit back, relax, won't smile. Ray got it going on, pal. Call me the rap assassinator. Ron's hogging it built like short tonigure. And I'ma get mad deep like a threat. Cause I'll grab the clip then. Bitchin' with sixteen shots, and all I got. Going to war with the mountain block. I came to bring in a plane hardcore from the ground. Go inside my gas point. Find out my mental. Based on instrumental, record, so I can write monumental. I'm not the king, but niggas are deep cap. I'll stick them for the cream. Jack it, just how deep and shit. Get me a fission rubber spap. Man from the wood cane claim. I'll be hecking and coming for the heck. Project, fuck it. Niggas want to rub it, tossin' at me, rockin' a watch, style and it's what wow. Mapping man on some shit, pulling niggas, fowls. I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving me lazy. How the fucking mine got mine on sway. Is it real son? Is it really real son? Let me know with real son if it's really real. Something like a build sun, loaded up and killed when I'm real son, if it's really real. When I was a little scary, yo, scary yo, I listen to some jumpy on jumpy on. I all know me. One time, one time when I would be learning. Now you need to do the dog on the sun. The only way you have to follow that, make a walk walk. Come and your balls that you can have a threat. It's a ball. Coming from a back, also. I hate your walls. And it's gonna get neat words for the gone. It's the woman coming through, they make it so they gone. Give contests with your mind, no context. But number gonna never know why, wow. I bet it looks a makeup. Who's close to make you? Don't try to compare us to it. I'm the mat when I'm bad. Do it something that you never had. I make your rope, we're gonna shake your rope. Cause I'll be keeping the football that makes you wanna go. Are you low hungable type of gas? And everything is in the back with a little sweat. Cause inside out is wigging a wiggle, wiggle a wet. I come stumble, so hopin' they keep it jumping for crap. And I was talking about crush, crush, we all let Zoom it out to the rocks, they believe it. Still love it like that. No, no, we don't die. Yes, we must reply. I let you know we go. I know what woe don't know. Touch them up and go. Oh ching chang changing. You call me outstanding. I'm the lyrical gangster. Excuse me, Mr. Officer. Still living like that. Extraordinary, juice like the strawberry. Money to burn, baby, volatile. How can I rubber like mix get played on? Use to get my fade on. Now it's brand radio. Tryna keep my game fucked through. Salt and pepper said, shoot, now my girl uncut loose. One down, too many more to go. But where did my game slip, bro? Cause I can't stand when a man reads my game plan. Took my number two girl, then ran off. Now she got a brother named Dexter. And a drop top rollin' down Yesla. But I'm the biggest smack in this town. Lose one girl and motherfuckers wanna trip now. Fail me. Cause I'm about to get real sick. Mad suckers wanna get him up with me. Get back. Cause I bought me a big cat. Now I got him on flat back. Bragg to the brother named Dexter. Feelin' kinda proud, I betcha. But I won't let ya. Bragg to the suckers in the hood though. When you was a black man looking like Fabio. So when my girl comes back, tryna get nasty and make Dr. Richard get fat. Get me sprung, you wish you could. Now Migs gotta get with Dex. We got DJ Cool that just get dressed. Him with the holes and make that money. Let me see this again. Everybody jump, drop, drop, drop, jump, jump, drop, everybody jump, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, so not about the goodness. So we have to do this. So we have this, who not? Tell me who got, who sell on the stores. You tell me who flop, who cop the blue drop, who juice drop, pop two motion down, throw it who flop. The same old pimp, Mates, you know ain't nothing changed but my limp. Can't stop job. See my name on the blimp. Guarantee me you chuck full of level up. You don't believe in Holland work, double up. We'll play around, it's your bet lay it down. Didn't know me 91, bet they know me now. I'm the young hollow with the gold he sound. Can't open me, hold me down, cooler, screw me to the game, now know my duty. Stay humble, stay low, blow like booty, true pimp, fill no dough on the hootie. Yeah, whatever makes me go your cutie. Yeah, yeah, uh-huh. No, you rather see me die than see me fly. I call all the shots, rip all the spots, rock all the rocks, top all the drop. I know the pitch now, we know the ball and stops. Never home, gonna call me any guy. Ten years from now, we'll still be on top. Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop. Now what you gonna do with a school that got money much longer than yours, and a team much stronger than yours. Valet me, there's a BO day. We don't play, you mess around with D O A, be on your way. Cause it ain't enough time here. Ain't enough line here for you to shine here. Deal with many women, but treats down spit. And I'm bigger than a city life down in Times Square. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Shorty, shorty, come on. Shake your ice Just to back it up. Yeah, owe me back like you owe your rent. Owe me back like it's money I spent. Pay me back, can you shake it? Down all the time with all the shine. You small time, I bore with mine. Links, minks, bent, leasor with mine. My jams bump out to the borderline. UK hot with it, blue spots with it. Every continent love when I spit it. Corners the blocks, even the cops fill it. Brothers on lockdown, only cock filling. It's real in the field, the last Mohican who survived in the streets and did something decent. Now I got plans to buy the whole hood. Legit now. I ain't got a lot of no judge. I make hits now, money I flip now. Hood fella, every honey wanna kiss now. I lit up my neck, pinky and wrist now. So girls everywhere, this how we get down. Just come back it up. You can hold my ice. Now let's say you love me something. Yeah, owe me back like you owe your tax. Hold me back like 48s, the blacks. Pay me back when you shake it like that. Save at your ice. Uh-huh. Just come back. You can hold my ice. Now let's make your own. Yeah, owe me back like you owe your rent. Hold me back like it's money I make. So the MIP cap like a semi. We got black out. Don't say bye-bye. I'ma get your body to the sky. Run through your clip. You piss, don't trip. I'ma have to bust you with your lips. And the whips, better have a whole lot of chips. Cause I ain't for no giving tips. When you say my name, talk more jump, but won't look my way. See, I got more cheese. So back on up while I roll up a slip. Jesus. Can't see me, jump. Get on down while I shoot for flesh. When I do my thing, got the place on fire, burning down the flame. Roll up in my car, don't stop, won't stop. I'ma keep it rockin' till the clock don't tie. I'ma keep it hot to make on fire. I'ma grab a filly go and roll it at the bar. Huh? Gotta flow, gotta move it slow, huh? Better you running out of dough, huh? You gon' be alone also, what you say? Yippy, yay, yo, yippee, yay, yay, yay. Flippin' your stage, watchin' feel back. How much racks, watch it blaze like back. Yo, yippee yi-yo, yippee, yay, yay, yay. 55, 65, height. 75, 85, to some mic. 95, missing wild for the night. 105, I'ma kick the crowd height. When it say my name, talk more jump, but won't take my breath. See I got more cheese. Back on up while I roll up the slit. Cheese up Classy and a fee in a cast. Blocks and money getting spun. Like, like, like what? Like the clothes back, baby. Listen what you want. If I ask for all I wanna hear it, yes. Show this case, you wanna be my off got blessed. Look, I ain't even got dressed. Any other I took up after YSO mad. Baby, here we go again. Real fat, probably got a double champ for steppin'. Take me to this bit. Hey, feel somehow they link up and they become friends like how Pay down, move for. Oh, yeah, imitating my style. Babin, red lips, let me show you. White toes, eating yellow tail, like a noble. Keep a header obsessed. In my comments, having a looking contest. I'm pressure, yeah. Don't get a dress, as getting out dressed. Look, it's a look when I'm hopping up the beat. Red wig, hanging down to my knees. It's your birthday, but they talking about me. Are you mad? Take a picture, say cheap. You dumb, you slow, you wiley. That's your first girl, it's not you styling. Everything you gotta have five used before. I put it on the ground for even hit the score. Look, classy and a fine. Black set, money, get it sponsored. Light, light, light,