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"Cars That Go BOOM" Hopper1000
"Trife Life" Mobb Deep
"A Word Aptly Spoken" Ray Barbee
"Mainu Apne Pyar Wich (Mystic Jungle Remix) Mohinder Kaur Bhamra
"Tom's Diner" Suzanne Vega & DNA
"Still Game Related" Larry June & Cardo Got Wings
"Honey" Shygirl
"Request Line" Zhané
"Limelite" Austin Millz & Anishka
"Plaid (Aqua Bassino Dub)" Nova Nova
"Hunned Bandz" Tanukichan
"What's Luv" Fat Joe & Ja Rule & Ashanti
"Pedicel Carrier" Frits Wentink & Malin Genie
"Pound Town" Sexxy Red & Tay Keith (RIP)
"Rubberz" Fenix Flexin & Purps On The Beat
What's up, big dogs? It's Teo. I'm back from Japan. I'm freshly engaged. This is Zucchini Radio number six, and we're cracking it off with a song that I got from my sister that I believe she got from her beautiful perfect boyfriend, Alex. So shout out to Alex. We love Alex. This is Cars That Go Boom by Hopper 1000.
unknownWe like the car, the project go boom.
SPEAKER_04We like them short and we like them squawk. We like them one and we like them all. They're all in addictive features and they find the room. They know we love the guard with the water goom. But all along the back, he makes a comment. I'm going to my room. I'd rather stay out with his car that goes boom.
unknownWe like the car, the car that no boom. We're P Rody, and we like the room. We like the car, the car that goes room. We're P Rhine and Buddy, and we like the room.
SPEAKER_04Now it's your car ain't gotta go out, yeah. We like the boom, eh? Don't you but your boom? Big so lacqua could be heard almost any place. Cause when you're in the street, you can't go far without hearing the boom, pouring out your claws. So if your speakers weak, then please turn it off. Cause we like the course, that sounds so tough.
unknownWe like the cars, the cars that go boom. We like pea gross and bunny, and we like the boom.
SPEAKER_04We like the cars, the cars and go boom, we like peak gross and money, and we like the boom. We like the boy, but I don't know, we like the body that we like double.
SPEAKER_01And uh because he was playing in my headphones, and I thought I was so fucking sick. This is Tri Fly by Mob D.
SPEAKER_00It's only right.
SPEAKER_18It's just another day. Dry my troubles within a 40. That's when I got the call from this brown skin shorty. She asked me where's my crew at? Said we can do whatever. She got a couple too, and said that we should get together. I said I just call me back in the hour, so I could take the shower and gather up the manpower. Then I hung up the horn, and I thought to myself that it might be on. Cause it's tricky, pick up the phone and call me again. Ever since I left the hole, lonely in tennis. Ain't no tellin' when the friends gonna end up in the innist. Ideas are setting me up, I'm not tryna get it. Check it out, so we take the guys more precaution. What's this trick? Living Brooklyn, home up the court, man. She might got a whole battalion to fuck down us, waiting for us to get up off the train is surrounded. Oh maybe, I'm blowing this shit out of proportion. What the shit do happen? To niggas very often. So fuck it. A nigga got a two-what he meant too. My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mentor. We put together five soldiers, the bitch called my blood curdle. Told me to meet her on myrtle. Got it to the plaza, we're waiting for the G-C chain. We put a plan together, just in case the beef came. Now we best stop down. Farm from home and on money, no ground. All together, we six deep with five feet, nothing sweet. First nigga frontin', getting lifted off his fucking feet. It took a turn in me to reach our destination. My heart beat is racing like a cardiac patient. We finally got to murder outside the train station. I saw another soul told my people to be patient. But hold up, just when a black caravan rolls up. My lady said rolls up. I grabbed my pan. Told my man I don't because it might go down. Say he don't like the way the shit is starting to sound. Every angle of the car was smoked out in it. So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it. They might have been t. I wasn't trying to wait to see we tell it through RC. Cause these they backin' me worse, son. They got us on the front, son. So yo, check it out, check it out, check it out. Try five times.
SPEAKER_02No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no. What you do is what you know, no, no, no, no, no.
unknownOkay, check it. You on your wait till your girls dread. But the bitch live in the bridge, you ain't really sweatin' it.
SPEAKER_02Cause little do you know, the niggas in the bridge be sweatin' it. You put too sleep and trying to walk the back streets without eat on the 47th side of 12th street. The side where niggas don't give a fuck. The side where if you come through the front and get you getting bucked. On your way to apartment 3A with a fat head, won't let them fly no days. So I get the heat, cause I'm about to step on the nigga for the head. Just open it. While I got back the long three bad, you're upstairs on it. I don't want that on schemin'. Just the right time, kid. It's 12 in the evening. You're leaving out the building that's to get you to the fire. Thought you were safe and got caught by surprise. What's going on is I'm gonna fly. Shut the fuck up and don't make it too one of the other side. You try to flake stuff for what in his brain. Even though I took his life, all I wanted was to change. Come through drugs without heating when you in the project. Keep your fingers on the top. Yeah, you got options like a few steps. Put you on your back, then you want your way, you're good looking. Now we get to the capital, you're loose in Brooklyn. Get your top up on the floor, bit the dress over. Got the AV over case and nigga wanna hold up. Get your motherfucking shit full of that with back to three. The surveys, making teach my enemies, put my eyes on my enemies, stupid energy. Put my mind on the front. One time searching me, but never ever find shit.
unknownIt's the everyday, get the flu degrees. So my goal is to leave out the state. What's getting put all this bullshit? Holding me down, I can't leave. Fucking nine to five, I get the loot with A's.
SPEAKER_02Don't even need a degree. To own a sit, put your figure. I keep mine slinging on the corner with my niggas. Pullin' the trigger when the drama appears. Cause a nigga worse than me is fair. So yeah, check it out, check it out, check it out. Yo, try it like it like it now.
SPEAKER_01I totally forgot to mention the way that this radio happened, a little bit of backstory. I am an Apple Music in my Apple Music. I have a play with called radio. So bad. Menu Opne PR Witch. Uh M-A-I-N-U space, A-P-N-E space, P Y A R space, W I C H. And it's by Hinder Power Bombra and Mystic Jungle. And this specifically is the Mystic Jungle of that song. Um and it bangs.
SPEAKER_14Meno up on it, you're angry. Meno upon it out of it, you're angry. Men know up on it, which you're gonna do. Menno up on a pair of bitch away. Menno up on a bear of it cherango bay. Menno up on the bear of it cherango bay.
SPEAKER_01If you've ever been stuck in a car with me, I've fully played the song. This is uh Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega and DNA. Shout out to Paul.
unknownI am sitting every morning at the diner on the corner.
SPEAKER_11I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee. And he fills it only halfway, and before I even argue, he is looking out the window at somebody coming in.
unknownIt is always nice to see you, says the man behind the counter.
SPEAKER_11To the woman who has come in, she is shaking her umbrella. And I look the other way as they are kissing their hellos, and I'm pretending not to see them. And instead I pour the milk.
unknownI open up the paper, there's a story of an actor who had died while he was drinking, was no one I had heard of.
SPEAKER_11And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies. When I'm feeling someone watching me, and so I raise my head. There's a woman on the outside walking inside. Does she see me? No, she does not probably see me. She sees her own reflection. And I'm trying not to notice that she's etching up her skirt, and while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet.
unknownContinue through the morning as I'm listening to the bells of the cathedral. I am thinking of your voice.
SPEAKER_01You can't make this shit up. Uh, as you guys know, every episode has a Larry song. And there were only 15 opportunities for this thing to come on on the Magic Shuffle. And it did. Um. So this is still game related by Larry June and Cardo and the whole squad again.
SPEAKER_09You can see it in my face, I'm a real go, get a nigga. I'll be getting paid. All motherfucking die. Give a fuck about a trick. I don't think with my dick, nigga. I'll be getting paid. All motherfucking die. Get it in. Don't play. All motherfucking die. Get it in. Don't play.
SPEAKER_10All motherfuckin' die. Tell my niggas in the streets that still get them in. Never front a nigga that don't take care of his kids. Never fuck with losin, niggas when you tryna win. If you can't afford the mainness, then ain't time for the peace. Had patches, just focused on cash, making niggas going broke for chains and braces. That shit is bastin' up. Copin' when it feels like nakin' I'll blow your staplings. The fuck a bitch that fuck broke niggas that probably trainin'. I've been gin' money since Alpine Disc changes. And TVs in the whip. Facts your bitch about this. Shortcuts and quick flips with me, it ain't a line. Everything a nigga got from consistency and grind.
SPEAKER_09Nigga see it in my face. I'm a real goat. Get a nigga, I be getting paid. All motherfuckin' die. Give a fuck about a trick. Don't think with my dick, nigga. I be getting paid. All motherfuckin' die, get it in. Don't play, gotta get paid. Motherfuckin', get it in. Don't play, gotta get paid. All motherfucking dead. I rock to the beach. My glock twenty-three. My socks cause a G. My roster's teacher. I gold in my T. The money don't sleep, so I gotta get paid. All motherfuckin' dead. My squad is the leap. My squad in the G G. I'm mob to the V, my fire in the C The sun came up, it's Sunday morning, but I still gotta eat. She ain't never met a nigga fuckin' with it like me. Nigga SFC, all the way to the D. Nigga see it in my face. I'm a real goat. Motherfuckin' dead give a fuck about a trick. I don't think with my dick, nigga. I be getting paid. Don't play, I don't get paid. Motherfuckin' done, get it in. Don't play, I don't get paid.
SPEAKER_12That nigga shit that did a feature with me. I stole his stand baby. Bitch, you heard of me, I'm doing all the shit, so man came. Baby, we don't play, we get it in, then we cram slate. Champagne, no hard liquor. You lookin' for your hoe, I'm in a car with her. I started from the bottom, I came far, nigga. Times got hard, but now we goin' harder, nigga. Year 2020, we her ruins through the pandemic. You was walking round carrying a pop without no bands in it. A hard head on purpose set, got my man sitting. How I'm supposed to keep my head high, you in a can, nigga.
SPEAKER_09You can see it in my face, I'm a real go get it, nigga. I be getting paid. Oh motherfuckin' die, give a fuck about a trick. Don't think with my dick, nigga. I be getting paid. Oh motherfuckin' die. Get it in. Don't play gotta get paid. Oh motherfuckin' die. Get it in. Don't play. Gotta get paid. Oh motherfuckin' die.
SPEAKER_01Alright, I got another little vibe switch for you. This is honey fly, Syrah.
SPEAKER_08Please don't come. Please be honest. Kisses my honey. Stick like honey. Kisses my honey.
SPEAKER_01One of my favorite videos ever. Hopefully that's right.
SPEAKER_07Did I ever tell you how you make me feel every night under control? So come on daddy when you take it away.
SPEAKER_06I know I call you all every day.
SPEAKER_08I'm down at five, five, five, zero, food, twenty night, so that I can hear you say. Just tell me what I can play for you, you, too, hey. No final time. You just have through the request that I mean, baby, every single day. I call you, I call you, baby, every single night.
SPEAKER_07All right now. Oh DJ, I know that you will remember this voice calling you. It's been a while, so how you've been up. So turn it up as I shake it on the ground.
SPEAKER_08Give me five, five, five, zero, four, twenty nine. That's the number that we're telling tonight. Hey, hey, hey, baby boo. Just tell me what I can play for you. You just have the request.
SPEAKER_06Brave it, the baby, baby, the baby, the baby, keep the height of the baby, baby, baby, the baby, the baby. Keep the height of the baby, make the baby, the baby, keep the height of the baby, make the baby.
SPEAKER_08Just tell me what I can play for you. I don't like, you just have the freak. Hey, baby, boom, mm-hmm. Just tell me what I can play for you.
unknownYou just know I can't.
SPEAKER_07I'm calling I don't mind.
SPEAKER_01It's called Human Lands, and it's by Mickey Chuck.
SPEAKER_03Put the fucking mic on.
SPEAKER_01Mike is on, Joe Crack is on probably one of my top songs I want to hear when I'm at the club. Uh and it doesn't happen enough. This is What's Love by Fat Joe, Ja Rule, and Ashanti.
SPEAKER_05Got to do, got to do it, baby.
SPEAKER_03Slow down, baby. Let you know from the gate. I don't go down lady.
unknownI wanna kick with thick tips, the licks, a lips. She can be the office type, but like the strip. Yo, you get me around how you look in my eye. But you talk too much, man. You're ruining my heart.
SPEAKER_03I don't wanna lose the feeling, cause a roof is still in his on fire. You lookin' good for the getting I'ma rider. Whether in a hoodie or a linen a provider. You should see the jury of my women and I'm living it up.
unknownThe squad stays filling the truck with chicks and swellin' to trips with us. You say you got a man and you're in love, but what's love gotta do with a little menade?
SPEAKER_03I put the ball at me and you could just fly for a few, and she can come to this love.
SPEAKER_05Got to do, got to do it. It's about us, it's about just got to do, got to do it.
SPEAKER_03Mommy, I know you got issues. You got a man, but you need to understand that you got something with you.
unknownI'm gonna hate it, I'll just crush a lie. In the way you shake your booty. I don't want you to stop. You need to come a little closer. Let me put ya under my arms like a dawn. It's supposed to Please believe you leave with me.
SPEAKER_03We be freaking all night like we was on me. You need to trust the guard and jump in the car for a little heart. Ain't that the task?
SPEAKER_05Maha, what's love? Got to do, got to do it, bit. Got to do, got to do it, but's love. It should be about us, it should be about Yo, yo.
SPEAKER_03I stroll in the club with my hat down. Michael Jacks down, high steppin', who the Mac now?
unknownNot my fault that they love the kid. I be the chain or the whip. I don't know what it is. We just party your bullshit.
SPEAKER_03Come on, mommy, put your body in motion. You got a nigga open. You came here with the heart to cheat. So you need to sing the song with me. All my ladies, come on.
SPEAKER_08Don't want your snacks, just break my back. Wanna put you no smack on the morning light?
SPEAKER_03Come on. And put it on me. Put it on you, girl. I'ma put it on you, girl.
SPEAKER_05Got to do, got to do it, babe.
unknownIt's about us, it's about trust.
SPEAKER_05Got to do, got to do with it, babe. It should be about us, it should be about trust. Got to do, got to do it, baby. It's about us, it's about trust, what's love? Got to do, got to do with it, babe.
SPEAKER_08It should be about us, it should be about just love.
SPEAKER_01Carrier by Fritz Wentink and Malin Jeanie. Probably none of that was pronounced the way it's supposed to be. Uh this goes out to Chloe, Imogen, Geo, Hina, and Romy. And also rest in peace, take it. This is Count Town by Sexy Red and Takey.
SPEAKER_16Oh, oh, oh, oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh I'm out of town, thuggin' with my round, my coochie pink, my booty whole brown. Where the niggas, I'm looking for the hole. Squibbland nigga, cause thug a bitch so Poundtown, just left pound town. Let my nigga, he just took a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga dick a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga eat me out. Pound town, just left pound town. Let my nigga, he just took a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga dick a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga eat me out. Uh I'm out here in Miami. Looking for the hoochie daddy. Where the niggas that get ready? Where they yeah, my son need a new peppy. Too many bitches, where the niggas at? I'm tryna get my coochie stretched. Yeah, I'm tryna get my coochie stretched. Yeah. You know them dreadheads doing to bed. Oh yeah. I like a nigga with a check. All my niggas give me that back. You know I'm sexy, I'm the best ass. I'm the shit little bitch, I'm that. You know. I can't say his name, cause it's EBT. I love you, baby. Yeah, and I'm the reason. Niggas love a bad bitch. Yeah, yeah. Well, Suki say not on my teeth. Sexy. Pound sound, just left pound sound. Let my nigga, he just took a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga dig a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga eat me out. Pound sound, just left pound sound. Let my nigga, he just took a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga dig a bitch down. Yeah, that nigga eat me out. Oh, oh, oh.
SPEAKER_01Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, superstars, that is the end of another Zucchini radio. Thanks for sticking with me on this shuffle journey. Um, we're gonna cap it off with I hate to do it, but I can't stop listening to this fucking song. And I know there's AI allegations, and you know I don't fuck with AI, but I don't think it is AI. And even if it is, fuck me. This one knocks. This is Rubbers by Phoenix Flexing.
SPEAKER_17Swiping cards and stackin' chips. I saw you sinking chips. Let me stand on the foreign rain. Now I'm about a heavy diamond chain. My pockets getting thicker, the watch is moving quicker. My knee talk is much louder now, but I can't sleep through the night. Can't sleep through the night, don't see her face in the glass. Why do you call when you short on happy? Can't sleep through the night. I'm losing my mind tonight. Watching the local cable. Ain't you bad on the neighbor? Ain't too bad on the neighbor. Plastic smalles on Sunset Boulevard, living fast, you playin' every card, broken heart and bitter bills, swallowing these jagged little pills. Your messages are flooding in, thinking that you're gonna win. I just let the rubber band snap, but I can't sweep through the night. Can't sweep through the night, just seeing your face in the glass. Why do you call when you short on cash? Can't sweep through the night. I'm losing my mind tonight. Gold rings on my fingers, do your perfume links, empty bottles and bigger bangs, giving nobody any fan. Not the money, not the fame, not the jewelry, but I can't sleep through the night. Can't sleep through the night, to see your face in the glass. Why do you call when you're short? I'm cast. Can't sleep through the night. I'm losing my mind tonight. Bank rolls on the table. Why do the local cable? Hate too that I'm available.
unknownIt's like this with a hill.