Juelz Santana – Pink Eagle Lyrics (feat. Dave East & Jim Jones)

[Intro: Dave East]
Free Trap, free Scrap, free Gato
Rest in peace, Kane

[Verse 1: Dave East]
I saw niggas get that bag in my city, figured I needed two (I need it)
Listen to my gun, I ain’t ever ask, “What would Jesus do?” (Nah)
Trap until we see the sun, play Vegas for a week or two (All night)
Bandana on me, I told [?], “This from me to you”
Get hit and [?] die, padded cells in the mornin’
Bricks after five, watch the Knicks lose and still act surprised (Rip)
You never drove outta town to get a bird?
Had a hitter half your age to put ’em down, just get a word (Boom)
Santana f**ked my head up with them diamonds and that bird
Back like cooked crack hit the trap and I was rhymin’ every word
I heard niggas never voted heard Obama and they curved
Diplomatic ties, it’s a code of silence you could learn
If you rap you might get head tat, if I get it confirmed
I’m Ice Cube when he got rid of that Perm
Watch and learn
I bet they love it when they hittin’ shit
Fendi, Prada, Gucci now, I used to be Polo to the ground like it’s 55th (Whoa)
We probably the flyest niggas out (Flyest)
Designer on the mattress, designer on the couch
Called Elliott, pick up a couple diamonds and I’m out
Run off on the plug? Never
Know he got it in the drought (Never)
Now I had to been a bag that got me out the house
These niggas can’t be on my dick ’cause it’s probably in her mouth
I grew up in the trenches, they’ll rob you ’cause you out
I had to get up off them benches before my mama cussed me out

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Diplomatic guys, we got diplomatic ties
Diplomatic plates on them diplomatic rides
Stamp a bird on the brick, that’s them diplomatic pies
Flyer than a ribbon in the sky, sky-high
They don’t want no smoke, man, these niggas know the vibes (You know the vibes)
When real niggas outside, stay inside
We decide the outcome: Who survives or who dies
So you fake niggas don’t wanna collide, be advised

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Money over fame, that’s the rules we abide by
Loyalty is priceless, you can’t buy mines
You would think my tongue got wings the way I pop fly
Bust down the watch just to show ’em how time fly
Offset the rims, now the car look lopside
Shorty let me nut all in her face, now she cockeyed
Always been a fly guy, Mike Amiri Tie Dye
Flexin’ with this green, Spinch, Popeye
I been in them hotspots way before WiFi (Facts)
All my jewels drip, let a fool trip (Fool trip)
My goons move quick, make the mood shift (Mood shift)
Put ’em in pocket with the pool stick (Pool stick)
Or sweep ’em up with the broomstick (Broomstick)
Sound echo through your block like acoustics (Bap-bap-bap)
We don’t say shit, we do shit (Do shit)
My niggas comin’ with the toolkit (Toolkit)
Flag red but I stick to the blueprint

[Verse 3: Jim Jones]
This penetration rap, ain’t no generation gaps (Facts)
I done been to places back when they was generatin’ crack (You hear me?)
Took trips outta town when not too many make it back
You come up short, you get applause when that semi make a clap (Bang bang)
I climbed the ladder even dined with the higher-ups
I’d rather eat with the ghouls than the tie-you-ups
Niggas standin’ on this earth that as fly as us? Eh eh
You’d probably be surprised who admire us
Don’t flatter me ’cause imitation is the best form
You let ’em put a battery in your back until your chest torn (Stupid)
Don’t talk to me, bitch, gotta fill out a request form (What’s your name?)
Luxury jets then we hoppin’ in the best foreign (L.A., what up?)
Not to mention these few pounds that my neck on (Chunky)
Heated floors every time a nigga take a step, warm (Chilly)
Ready for war so every time that you step wrong (Loaded)
Make a text to the rec room, get you hit up in the next dorm (f**ker)

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Diplomatic guys, we got diplomatic ties
Diplomatic plates on them diplomatic rides
Stamp a bird on the brick, that’s them diplomatic pies
Flyer than a ribbon in the sky, sky-high
They don’t want no smoke, man, these niggas know the vibes (You know the vibes)
When real niggas outside, stay inside
We decide the outcome: Who survives or who dies
So you fake niggas don’t wanna collide, be advised

Katie Tropp – Hip Hop Is My Soul Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I remember when I was eight years old
I picked up my first tape started breaking the mold
It was Salt N Pepa who first put hip hop in my soul
And it just took off from there I was addicted to the flow
Next I picked up Coolio’s “Gangsta’s Paradise,”
Got me hooked on West Coast shit for the rest of my life
Then that “California Love” with Pac and Dre
Was burning up my head phones each and everyday!
As soon as I heard them I was blown away
I couldn’t stop listening I knew every word to “Live and Die In LA,”
Then I started bumping that NWA shit
“Straight Outta Compton” was in my daily rotation
Ice Cube was the man with his gangsta flow
Dr. Dre had the beats that were out of control
Eazy E, MC Ren, Yella completed the flow
And this is where it started with hip hop in my soul!

[Chorus]

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

[Verse 2]

“The Chronic 2001” and “Slim Shady LP,”
Were two of the most influential CD’s out there for me
One of my all time faves is “Still D.R.E.”
And “Forgot About Dre” with Eminem I knew everything
Now let’s talk about my boy Eminem for a minute
I was hooked on this dude from the very beginning
You could feel the anger in his voice in “The Way I Am,”
No matter what people think I still listen to “Kim,”
Ice Cube is the shit one of my all time favorites
No matter what anybody says he’s one of the greatest
His flows are tight and he always keeps it gangsta
You can still feel him in his latest “Laugh Now, Cry Later,”
Don’t think I forgot about that Snoop Doggy Dogg
“Ain’t Nuthin But “G” Thang” is a classic ass song
He had us sippin on “Gin n Juice” speaking double dutch
He’s the mother f**ker who taught me how to smoke a blunt!

[Chorus]

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

[Verse 3]

I hate when people say that rap isn’t music
Because they’re all wrong just open up your ears stupid
You obviously ain’t ever heard a f**kin’ lyric
If you listen to Public Enemy there’s a message you can’t hear it?
And what about “God’s Son” Nasty Nas
Had his beef with Jay-Z until they both grew up
He’s got a message for all of you in everyone of his songs
But it ain’t his fault that your mind is shut off
That dude T.I. coming from the dirty south
He gets better with every single CD that he puts out
It’s too bad he’s getting locked up for now
But you know he’ll still be King as soon as he gets out
I could go on forever about how much I love this shit
Just because I didn’t mention you doesn’t mean I forget
Almost everyone in rap is some sort of influence
And I’m damn proud of that so I throw up my fist!

[Chorus]

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

Hip hop is my soul
I don’t care what they say
I’ma turn my music up
Smoke weed everyday
Say ‘f**k The Police’ like NWA!

Denzel Curry – BLACK BALLOONS | 13LACK 13ALLOONZ Lyrics

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Inside this paper plane
Note my words are Navy sealed so here and I quote
Taboo and I are in the same boat
What’s said from Pennywise, I guess we all float
Sky is the limit, I could die in a minute
Got my mind in a skillet, suicide not the mission
See the vibe very timid, I’m timid and very sad
Translated my thoughts and feelings I pivot into the pad
Rapers turn to landscapers when they use hoes
Hoes turn to housewives when they see gold
Ice Cube with activator when I’m aggravated
Or decapitated when I lose my head since life is overrated
Ten thousand feet, a thousand steps
I let it all sink to a thousand depths
Soon black balloons pop
That’ll be the day the pain stops

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Heaven or Hell, huh, which one prevails, huh?
We gotta go and figure it out
I ain’t tryna tell you that this life isn’t it
And I just wanna be the rightest I could be
Show my son to think so he could fly high as could be
Always show examples how they kill niggas like me
Thinking as straight as me, but call me crazy
Sign is my attitude, so I’m cool like JAY-Z
Andele, andele, my intelligence for threes
Cancel me like I ain’t the King of D.C
Cancel me like I ain’t the number one G
Cancel me like you don’t like “Dance On Me”
Quickly they forget how you changed on these lies
You flashing on these lights and you savin’ these kids lives
And they hate you ’cause you’re right, give me hell then, shit
Take your turn and fire with a pitchfork, bitch

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Outro]
Tonight on 102.1, it’s Denny Cascade and the gang and-
Denzel, are you really like Kenobal?
I’m telling you, eventually, they’re gonna catch up to your game
You’re running out of time!
What exactly are you trying to hide, Mr. Curry?

Kanye West – No Mistakes Lyrics

[Intro: Slick Rick]
Believe it or not
Believe it or not

[Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Kid Cudi]
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you
Make no mistake, girl, I still like you
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you
Make no mistake, girl, I still like you

[Verse: Kanye West]
Take the top off, let the sun come in
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you)
Woah, for all my dogs that stayed down, we up again (yeah)
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you)
Oh, I got dirt on my name, I got white on my beard
I had debt on my books, it’s been a shaky ass year
Let me make this clear, so all y’all see
I don’t take advice from people less successful than me, huh?
Ain’t no love lost, but the gloves off
And we up in this bitch until they turn the club off
Had to tell the dogs “Turn the snubs off”
Plus they already mad that the Cubs lost
(The Lord still shines on you)
(Believe it or not)
These two wrongs’ll right you
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you )
I was too grown in high school
(Believe it or not)
The true soul of Ice Cube
Too close to snipe you (the Lord still shines on you)
Truth told, I like you
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you)
Too bold to type you
(Believe it or not)
Too rich to fight you
Calm down, you light skin!

[Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Kid Cudi]
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you (make no)
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you (no way)
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you )
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you)
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you
(Believe it or not, the Lord still shines on you )
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you (no way)
Make no mistake, girl, I still love you

Dizzy Wright – Fraud Lyrics

Dizzy Wright – Fraud Lyrics

[Intro: Dizzy Wright]
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Niggas might not like this one yeah
It’s all good in the hood
We don’t disrespect the game over here
Never have never will
Oh no no no yiggity yomp to the yomp yomp
Check it out

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]]
Smoke out conversations with my dogs
We respect them niggas on the chart
But you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
And you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
These one hit wonders buzzing while I’m strategizing
Kicking that real shit for them while they analyzing
Brodie acting like he wrote it but he didn’t wrote
Yo you should be convicted with the quickness
Get them out I been swimming used to get them out
Fuck these major labels that get these artist and pimp ’em out
Damn they always coming and going its someone different now
Look I ain’t have a penny to my name and now I’m feeling proud
Like I’m holy ghosting
Look I’m a solo dolist
I hope you can over stand that we don’t all come from roaches
So I hope you can tell the difference between soft and ferocious
Funny how they changed the game and weird niggas got all the focus
Wait I ain’t no racist no
But this that black magic Tracy McGrady dog
That Mos Def and Talib Kweli 1980 flow
That means I’m a black star
No that just means theirs too many frauds and I can’t take no more
Say no more

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[Hook: Dizzy Wright]]
Smoke out conversations with my dogs
We respect them niggas on the chart
But you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
And you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
I won’t tolerate the disrespect no more
Play me now I’m Harden with that left for sure
Feeling like I’m Busta Rhymes before he cut the dreads
On Friday’s I’m cold as Ice Cube like Craig
Now I’m on your head
Aye yo quitting would be your best interest
Some of these rappers is terrible give them the death sentence
Today’s the day I say fuck having a Steph image
Even though I’m golden
Man it’s hard to fight for the all star voting
Clutching or closing
Hitting that 3 set button Ronnie Devoeing
And that poison still pouring
Now they want to drink and Meek it up
I hated all ways try to use the power of the media
Doing it with no one knowing
We know you hoeing
‘Cause down that road it’s mandatory tryna hold on the longest
Don’t need no help to tell my story maybe one day I
Can get a over rated check
But I’m just feeling like it’s some things the new legends shouldn’t accept

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[Hook: Dizzy Wright]]
Smoke out conversations with my dogs
We respect them niggas on the chart
But you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
And you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud

Smoke out conversations with my dogs
We respect them niggas on the chart
But you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud
And you ain’t top 10 if you don’t write your shit
Don’t call yourself a rapper you’s a fraud

[Outro: ]
Yo
Ayeeee aye boy
What’s happening man what you got going on?
What up fool
Yeah man I’m over here at this nigga Caddy house
Man I just got a cut man this nigga over here talking my ear off
Ha ha
Aye man tell Caddy I’m a be through their any minute
Aye aye aye
So what we gonna do with this third verse on Fraud though?
I know nigga shit niggas out here sleeping on me
Telling me they gon’ do something for me
That they ain’t doing man aye on everything
You know what?
Leave that shit open nigga for the fans can get at these niggas
Man they’ll jump on that motherfucker
And niggas will freestyle to that motherfucker
Let that beat rock nigga Mike Will
Aye aye aye
I’m with you on that bruh
Alright cool hell yeah hell yeah
Say no mas
Alright boom there it is

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Scarface – Hand Of The Dead Body Lyrics

SCARFACE
Hand Of The Dead Body Lyrics

(feat. Ice Cube)
-In world news today, officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan alias
Scarface must be stopped
-After being monitored by secret service agents for two years
-Evidence leads Tobacco and Fire Arms officials to believe that his
literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution
-Degrade women, influence gambling, promote and teach violence and more
importantly
-Its influencing our minors and destroying our young community
-Officials say, he’s the lord of underground rap and his music must be
stopped

[Scarface:]

We got this whole motherf**ker on a mission
Now the whole entire world’s gotta try to come up with a quick decision
They claim we threats to society
And now they callin on the government to try and make somebody quiet
For the bullshit they done to me
Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain’t done shit for that
I’ve even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why you tryin kick some dust up
America’s been always known for blaiming us niggas for they f**k-ups
And we were always considered evil
Now they tryin to bust our only code of communicating with our people
Lets peep the game from a different angle
Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled
So why you criticize me
For the shit that you see on your tv
That rates worse than PG
Just bring your ass to where they got me
So you can feel the hand of the dead body

[Chorus:Repeat 2x]
Nigga don’t believe that song
That nigga’s wrong
Gangstas don’t live that long

So now they tryin seperation
And sendin black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation
Tappin into our conversation
Saying the message that they give
Bring forth or premeditation
So David’s got a silver mag
While listenin to Brad, David gets mad and kills his dad
David Duke’s got a shotgun
So why you get upset cause I got one
A tisket a tasket
A nigga got his ass kicked
Shot in the face by a cop, close casket
An open and sgut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don’t dig me, than nigga you can sue me
Because the shit that I be sayin ain’t worse than no western movie
Don’t blame me blame your man Gotti
So you can feel the hand of the dead body

[Chorus:]

[Ice Cube:]

You best to free your mine
Before I free my nine
And stop f**kin with the void in pop
Or feel my hot rocks
Bang,bang, boom boom, ping ping I’m the black
White boys gat a magazine and don’t kow how to act
I’ll attack and make you vomit
Down with Kahlid Abdul Muhammad
Do he got a brother, I’m it now
I’m the illest
Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius
Can you feel this?
You punk niggas make me sick
Suckin on the devil’s dick
Scared of revolution
Need to start deuchin
Houston is the place
I caught a case
Them motherf**kers tried to put a scar on my face
But i bust two times to the gut
To the Reverend Calvin Butts
Gotta pair of nuts?
I started this gangsta shit in 86
Now you dissin me
For publicity
Isn’t he a hoe to the third degree
Who me
I’m a g who like to scrap-a-lot
Down with Rap-A-Lot
And I can’t stop, won’t stop
So f**k Bill and Hillary
Ice Cube their ain’t no killin me
Ice Cube, Scarface
Droppin on these sellin out niggas, doing it like this

[Chorus:]

Diamonds

Lyrics to ‘Diamonds’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro: Young Scooter–
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 1: Young Scooter–
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 2: Don Q–
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie–
I called my homie Gunny
I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck her mother
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a G I let her
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
Like look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am a threat people, we was never equal

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Patek Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

Good cop bad cop – Ice Cube lyrics

Lyrics Ice Cube – Good cop bad cop

Good cop, good cop f*ckin’ wit that bad cop
What’cha doing boy? Turn in that blood clot
Buck shots they fly through drug spot
Robots can give a damn who the f*ck shot
Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that dirty cop
Don’t act like yo a*s never heard of that
Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that mean cop
Still trying act pride peacock
You know that mean cop might need detox
Mothaf*cka tried to blow me out me Rebox
But I swing like Jack and Bean stalk
Chop’em down when these b*tches try to lock’em down
Hit the ground hit the turf
Warp the earth
Cube a kidnap your mind, Patty Herst
Bust a verse that a make yo a*s hit reverse
Kill the curse that was placed on the universe
West Coast War Lord blacker then the Black Knight
f*ck a black & white when they ain’t actin’ right
Good cop, good cop filling out your report
Bad cop asking you to distort
Bad cop asking you to lie in court
Send another young brother up north
Send another young Sista off course
While them mothaf*ckas chill on the golf course.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

Lazy cop f*ckin wit that crazy Cop
Always bragging – bout the new case he got
Do or die cop with the suicide cop
Tell the truth cop wit that – “you a lie, cop!”
Are you f*ckin high cop? Don’t even try cop
Ain’t no mothaf*cka drugs up in my spot
All you find in my closet is the high top
And my mothaf*ckin tickets to the skybox
Hold up nigga, I’m a rider versuri-lyrics.info
You a roller yep thee controller
Make me mad that’s when I get swole up
The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
Come out the cuffs knock off the rust
Throw my hands up you still wanna bust
The Trojan horse is full of excessive force
When they try to get aggressive nigga off the porch.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
Where’s your empathy?
Where is your sympathy?
Bad cop, where’s your humanity?
Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
Hell on that nigga, snitch on that b*tch
Truth be told, mothaf*ck the blue code
f*ck the po-po actin’ like Deebo
Already know Craig let the brick go
Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter
Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
A nine is terrible in your face
The mase has a terrible f*ckin’ taste
The pen is a terrible f*ckin’ place
The kings all hate the f*ckin’ ace
The judge sabotaged my f*ckin’ case
Racist motherf*cker.

Black police showin’ out for the white cop
White police showin’ out for the black coppp.
Ice Cube lyrics
Video cop

Rick Ross – Powers That Be (feat. Nas) (Rather You Than Me Album)

"The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there’s not!
There’s not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin’ Ross, Lord as my witness
And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin’ the truth
You don’t lie after you say Lord as my witness
Did you ever hear OJ say ‘Lord as my witness?’
No, he ain’t go that far
Said ‘I didn’t do it, ‘ hired Johnnie Cochran, but he ain’t never say ‘Lord as my witness.’"
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, way to uphold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I’m strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to
Fuck ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule
Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said "fuck school!"
What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me
Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope
Probably would if you’re talking like fifty or more
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
So creative, co-creator, family the motivator
Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant
Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas
Father figure not around, that’s such a major difference
I would play with all my homies’ gifts
I understood I didn’t wanna trip
The lack of didn’t tap my confidence
Matter fact that’s how I mastered a couple things
Went from not having, to sheer opulence
Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it
Whole hood know it, only one that’s white on white
Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night
Just got some real estate out in Dubai
Nation of Islam, they say I may have a few ties
Talking tall brothers with the dark shades
Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age
Sitting in the court with a sharp fade
Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
Reprimanded by someone who’s snorting cocaine
Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring
Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing
Ain’t no financial aid out in Notre Dame
Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
You know how it is
New levels, new devils
The cheddar breed jealousy
At hella speed but it’s whatever
Mercedes driver
85’er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies
The son of God, son of man
Son of Sam, young with the blam
Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck
A blessing of luck
I love all, test me, trust not
Above all but young niggas address me as such
Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage
Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion
Armée var, Son, God combined in one
Most prolific, you off point
Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun
Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule
Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules
To money makers and niggas who murk you out
And beat the death penalty on reversal trial
Niggas versatile
Some things your eyes won’t see (Uh, yeah)
But when it’s out of your control (Uh, yeah)
Then it’s the powers that be, be (Uh, yeah)
He he he he he, la la la la la la (Uh, yeah)
He he he he he, la la la la la la (Yeah, yeah)
Some things your eyes can’t see
But when it’s out of your control
Then it’s the powers that be, be
He he he he he, la la la la la la

RICK ROSS – Powers That Be lyrics

“The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there’s not! There’s not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin’ Ross, Lord as my witness. And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin’ the truth. You don’t lie after you say Lord as my witness. Did you ever hear OJ say ‘Lord as my witness?’ No, he ain’t go that far. Said ‘I didn’t do it’ but he ain’t never say ‘Lord as my witness.’”

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I’m strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to
Fuck ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule
Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said “fuck school!”
What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me
Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope
Probably would if you’re talking like fifty or more

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

So creative, co-creator, family the motivator
Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant
Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas
Father figure not around, that’s such a major difference
I would play with all my homies’ gifts
I understood I didn’t wanna trip
The lack of didn’t tap my confidence
Matter fact that’s how I mastered a couple things
Went from not having to sheer opulence
Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it
Whole hood know it, only one that’s white on white
Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night
Just got some real estate out in Dubai
Nation of Islam, they say I might have a few ties
Talking tall brothers with the dark shades
Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age
Sitting in the court with a sharp fade
Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
Reprimanded by someone who’s snorting cocaine
Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring
Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing
Ain’t no financial aid out in Notre Dame
Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

You know how it is
New levels, new devils
The cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it’s whatever
Mercedes driver
85’er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies
The son of God, son of man
Son of Sam, young with the blam
Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck
A blessing of luck
I love all, test me, trust not
Above all but young niggas address me as such
Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage
Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion
Armée var, Son, God combined in one
Most prolific, you off point
Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun
Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule
Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules
To money makers and niggas who murk you out
And beat the death penalty on reversal trial
Niggas versatile

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Some things your eyes won’t see
But when it’s out of your control
Then it’s the powers that be, be
He he he he he, la la la la la la
He he he he he, la la la la la la
Some things your eyes can’t see
But when it’s out of your control
Then it’s the powers that be, be

Booba – A4 (Autopsie 0 Album)

[Refrain]
Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
U trema sur l’habillage
J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch

[Couplet unique]
Casse-nous pas trop les illes-cou, on va t’rouer de coups
Demande à Don Miloud, Hood comme dans Boyz in the hood Ice Cube
J’encule vous tous ma pute prépare le couscous
Uzi dans chaque main donc j’suis sur Bluetooth
Général de guerre contre fantassins
Traine avec hommes d’affaires et des assassins
J’pèse des tonnes, des demi kill’s
J’perds ni à l’extérieur ni à domicile
Ford péta pour un rodéo
3 visages pales dans la Mondéo (grillés)
J’suis black & white comme un Oréo
Fucked up, no limit #LittleRoméo
Eternel délit de faciès
MC où es-tu comme Princesse Anies ?
J’te fume en pleine messe la chatte à ta nièce
Ma pute en Hermès la tienne en Airness

[Refrain]
Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
U trema sur l’habillage
J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch

The Offspring – Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)

Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
You know its kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn’t cool, but he thinks it anyway
He may not have a clue, and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabees
Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn’t have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they’re gonna kick his lilly ass!
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do the trendy thing!
Now he’s getting a tattoo yeah, he’s getting ink done
He asks for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he’s trying too hard and he’s not quite hip
But in his own mind he’s the, he’s the dopest trick
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves Wannabes
Let’s get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!

Moko Koza – One Day (Khunhie Puo) lyrics

One Day (x2)
Yo!

(Verse 1)
Said today was a good day im feeling like im Ice Cube
Chillin in the corner can’t nobody mess with my mood
I got this vibe that im gonna do something good
Who’s gonna tell you when you gonna be you
We’ve played our part, yeah we gave our heart
Pushin through the limits though our days seems dark
The road seems far, soon we gonna reach out
With our heads held high like a new born sprout
Yeah, ive been down sometimes not knowing I can make it
Struggling for a smile sometimes I gotta fake it
Jamming up thoughts and I don’t know what to do
Can’t find a clue its not cool to be you
But its just for a moment don’t ever go astray
You’ve been through a lot and its time for a change
Nothing will amount to the prices you have paid
Just keep on holding on coz we gonna make it one day

(Hook)
Coz last night I was thinking bout you
All my hopes relyed on you
I open my eyes for something new
Maybe I can make it one day
Coz last night I was thinking bout you
All my hopes relyed on you
I open my eyes for something new
Maybe we can make it one day

(Verse 2)
Khreisa chü parte arei a pie ko meshi te
(Growing up to be a man, my burdens have become heavy)
Thie nu sede di arei petsü lieta tuo
(Starting from today, I’ll straighten myself up)
Ndu zü azü nu mha lekeba
(Just yesterday I was contemplating from my bed)
Arei ha khunhie puo themia puo chülie tuo
(That I’ll become a man one day)
Apuo mu azuo, nnie nou kemezhie hie cie
(Dear Dad & Mom, don’t be down)
Puotei kevi hako sü basi zotuo le
(Good days will always be around)
Nie mezie ko sü arei pedzü wa lho le
(Your efforts won’t go in vain)
Nnie nuo ko sü nnie shie nu thazo le
(Your childrens are there for you)
Lhaki puo arei cha kemo nourei tuo
(There were days, I went the wrong way)
Mha pete shi kemhie di, kemhashi di vor
(Thought I knew it all, I was so full of myself)
Dierei phichü par athuo a shi lie keta
(But as I matured, I learned about myself )
Kijü hanu ker arei puo tsa puo la ker bazo
(I came to this very place for a reason)

(Hook)
Coz last night I was thinking bout you
All my hopes relyed on you
I open my eyes for something new
Maybe I can make it one day
Coz last night I was thinking bout you
All my hopes relyed on you
I open my eyes for something new
Maybe we can make it one day

Diamonds – Young Scooter ft. A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Diamonds

Yeah, haha
All these motherf*cking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these b*tches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

I called my homie Gunny
I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma f*ck her mother
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a f*ck, b*tch I’m a G I let her
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
Like look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
f*ck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am a threat people, we was never equal.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Patek Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond ringsss.
Young Scooter lyrics
Video Scooter

Young Scooter – Diamonds (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q)

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, "cool, you got 40 for me?"
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I called my homie Gunny
I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck ’em up
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
I look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am (?) people, we was never equal

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

Young Scooter – Diamonds Lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
I’m iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that (?), I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I called my homie Gunny
I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That petite Philipe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is it (?) or me, I’ma fuck ’em up
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
I look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am (?) people, we was never equal

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

HorseShoe Gang – Who’s The Best Rapper (Anti-Trap Music Album) letras

[Demetrius]
When ya’ll say "best rapper ever" y’all forget about Ice Cube
In "Niggas With Attitude" he was that dude
When it came to Eazy-E, Cube wrote all his rhymes
And ‘No Vaseline" is the best diss record of all time
And when it come to white rappers, you gotta start with Em

[Julius]
You mean Mac Miller, Macklemore, MGK

[Demtrius]
Naw never mind is skin color
He keep it controversial every time
And he rhymed words together better than every rapper who ever rhymed

[Dice]
But when it come to Jay Z he got the most clever lines
And he made a half a billion talking about his heavy grind
Like like " You ain’t start out from the trunk to reach the roof
Just to put the roof in your trunk" Nigga please

[Demetrius]
Yeah that was dope as fuck but just let me make one point
Eminem said he’s "stopping a limo, hopped in the window"
And he’s "Shopping his demo at gunpoint"
Oh yea and he said he’s "Zoning off of one joint"
And Cube said he’s "got a murder rap that’ll keep ya’ll dancing
With a crime record like Charles Manson"

Lyrics Coming Soon…

Coolwater Set & RAC – The Coast

Ride the coast (x3)
I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
On the coast you can find me
I’m riding the waves, got Cali behind me

Behind the wheel cause I could never stand still
I’m at the ville, I need a better view am I allowed to chill
I’m from the coast, we caught the most but play us close
We stay lowkey underrated though and always faded in the lows
Heard that’s my baby though, that down next to my caddy
Living that candy, tatted, flossing that baddest, yeah she automatic
With that mad fatty, double the patty, drop it for this mac daddy
No static, when on the ride, in Venice playing that good Cali
Catching the vapours, feel the bass, we call that sally
Sparky sunsets that undress that beautiful to the valley
As I flow with the most, cruise control down Pacific coast
Never feeling lost, life goes round, how it’s spose

So unless the waves can break me
Cutting the breeze and ride the coast
You got me elevated
Tree’s got me leanin’ while I coast
Leanin’ while I coast
Ride the coast
I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
On the coast you can find me
I’m riding the waves
Ride the coast

A moment of silence, no killing my vibing
(As I coast)
I put in that mileage, I’m good when I’m riding
(On my coast)
On nights when I can’t sleep, my fam in the back seat
(As I coast)
I’m running a marathon with rims from the swap meet
(I still coast)
I been through phases, caught in Cali waves
Faded by the sunny days when lemons turn to lemonade
When K Town be the shadiest, them hood rats get the craziest
I hotbox with my lady while we cruise, we be the haziest
Hot like Cheetos and ain’t nobody beef like we roast
Today was a good day, Ice Cube’n with you west to the east coast
I’m smooth as wood grain, GOOD
Cause we know we on the road to riches, on the Golden State while we coast

So unless the waves can break me
Cutting the breeze and ride the coast
You got me elevated
Tree’s got me leanin’ while I coast
Leanin’ while I coast
Ride the coast
I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
On the coast you can find me
I’m riding the waves, got Cali behind me

Thanks to Adele for submitting these lyrics.