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Hook: Kyle] I been thinking about a whole lot of nothing Thinking about a whole lot at the same time I been thinking about a whole lot of loving Trying not to love bitches that ain't mine Ain't been thinking about a whole lot of thugging I been thinking about a whole lot of

Chorus] I ride for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas I slide for my niggas dawg, I ride for my niggas dawg Stay schemin' Niggas tryna get at me I ride for my niggas Stay schemin' Niggas tryna get at me I ride for my niggas [Rick Ross] Damn, life so sh

Chorus:] These niggas Bi Polar These niggas Bi Polar All these p**** ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar These niggas Bi Polar These niggas Bi Polar All these p**** ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar Some of your favorite rappers, these niggas Bi Polar Some of your s

HoodyBaby:] I just wanna pull up in a Lamborghini My pops talking shit but I know he seen me I just wanna pull up in a f***ing 'rari Yeah, I coulda went to college, tell my mom I'm sorry I just wanna pull up in a Lamborghini My pops talking shi

know a lot of niggas they getting knocked off to the game Do you feel me? I know a lot of young niggas of you that be dying for no reason make some mistakes in the game You know this hood life style is, do you feel me? Like they're trapped, you know the cold to the

at y'all niggas... Niggas Look at y'all niggas... Niggas Look at y'all smokin' ass niggas After every pull, niggas start chokin' ass niggas Nigga-nigga Look at y'all bitch ass niggas Stop lyin' on your dick ass niggas Nigga-nigga Look at y'all lookin'

Verse 1] I'm young, I be sprung and Sometimes it's just so damn fast I'm not dumb, no I'm not dumb I know exactly what went wrong in my past So caught up, in what I thought it all should be I'm locked up, so tired of losing parts of me To all these niggas [

s in the back, beating down the block When I ride by, all the bitches flock Because It's not my fault, your bitch steady choosing Dog it ain't because I'm winning It's all because you're losing Seen your girl the other day Heard she f*** with real

Verse) They holla juvy,they holla jigga,they holla t.i.p they holla akon,and j-kwon but what about me they youngbloodz and young gunz, but boosie he buss guns and spit it to his love ones,look they holla usher and that lil jon shit, they holla i smoke i dran

ve changed... You mothaf***as kill me I've changed... It ain't that i've changed But it's strange how you mothaf***as rearrange When I found fame Point ya finger at tha bad guy You know what my momma usta tell me If ya can't find something ta live 4 Then y

Hook] Man I feel like I deserve this shit I bought a Bentley because I deserve a new whip She cheated on me so yes I deserve a new bitch These niggas wasn't with me, they didn't help me grind for this shit I buy some chains for the bro's, I don't got shit for t

hate when I'm using a guy and shit and they start catching feelings and like no matter what I tell them like they just don't stop liking me. Like I be like listen I'm a hoe I don't cook I don't clean like trust me you don't want me to be the mother of your kids. I don't like mot

I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all remember me Y'all, Y'all remember me It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tu

Boosie Badazz, uh-huh I said all these niggas f*** niggas And they said they f*** wit' you (f*** 'em) But really they don't f*** wit' you (don't trust 'em) So I advise you not to f*** wit' 'em (DJ Khaled) And so I bought the Wraith on 'em (Wraith boys) I still got the paper

talking] Food on the table, see that's what it's all about If you ain't trying to get no real money What you doing it fo' [Hook] See all these bitch niggas, always say they wanna shine But never wanna work, and they never wanna grind They only thing they doin

they don't know, they all find out What they don't know, they all find out What they don't know, they all find out What they don't know, they all find out Homie, go against the great, the swag is reckless Just twelve smacking nigga grabbing... And a

Case] Ummm, Say all that I want to do Is to live my life Ummm, but everytime I turn around Another nigga dies Niggas catchin five to ten years And it just ain't no use [Ja Rule] Uhh, uhh, ever heard of a nigga dying twice My love is just to live my life

Azealia Banks] What up, what up? Do you motherf***ers Wanna gamble with your luck? Better roll four, five, six Then up and up I'mma roll head, crack trips You got the nuts? I'mma call your bluff like "I'm next, small talk" Never turn the big

Intro:] West bank, down town, up town Back in town, king of the city New Orleans we in this bitch, you heard me man You don't know about where I'm from N O, in the air, gun smoke Down town where my people Know some niggas that kill for Since night hard on the boulevard

Put yo hood up! [4X] Put yo click up! [4X] Represent yo´ shit muthafuuuucka [2X] Represent yo click muthafuuuucka [2X] [Verse 1] Well shake yo´ drink up and spray the muthaf***in´ crowd [2X] Throw yo´ click up and say it muthaf***in´ loud [2X] Now drop yo´ bows on

got a phone call Six in the morning, anonymous, that said "Yeah nigga, we got him" and then they hung up Then I looked down at my iPhone At the private number saying "Who the f*** is this" to the dial tone I said f*** it, the next s

Pick up the pace now C'mon Yeah This feel like that tight shit That make you just go get the keys to your whip And just bounce Bounce bounce bounce N'ah mean Go stop at the little spot Get you a little bag of the lye And just bounce bounce Yo Now watch a nigga tongu

Intro:] Yeah Welcome back If this is this is your first time, thank you "Don't Be S.A.F.E." is till free on LiveMixTapes, cheap bastard Just kiddin, anyways Let's go! [Hook:] DJ what you do this for? [x7] [Verse:] I do this for my mama I d

Me and my niggas scummy, scummy Me and my niggas grimy, grimy Me and my niggas Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my niggas scummy, scummy Yeah, my nigga Bamz Yeah, my nigg

Raekwon:] The kids from the hood is more dangerous Everybody vest up, all the shot callers with aim, stick The three pound, automatic is nasty, raspberry color My shit bloody, with mud on my New Balance Goodness gracious, more lazers, watch my family Had

Intro] Oh bruh I got some muthaf***in' goons And the will do whatever the f*** I say do bruh [Chorus] Got goons that do whatever I say Got four young niggas that will spray All these niggas pop pills every day And all these nigga got they own

know I wanna shout out to the jackers, Shout out to the mob figures man Shouts out to live while style and I see you shake yo neck what it is mane Pop the bizz, lil blow what it is mane Aye Goofy I see you Aye holla at me I'm the based God from the

m a tell you the game up way These niggas so creep, I'll tell you bout the street I'm a keep it five henny, my problems is deep Niggas keep it real, now niggas getting sleep Niggas watch me on the street, I'll be feeling lie this shit, Mainly keep

Intro:] Blue eyes My blue eyes are so beautiful Mixtape, Based God Ya'll niggas are gonna miss me when I'm gone, so respect Lil B for while he's here on Earth A real legend Changed music [Verse 1:] How could you forget about your younger nigg

Rich Boy] Here I come When niggas get to poppin Get get down, get get g-get get down (down) Get down, g-g-g-g-get down When niggas get to poppin [Verse 1] Money, cars, stars, they be ballin Playas, pimps, dem hoes, dey be callin Microphone check (check), one (one),

[chorus] Give em what they want [c´mon] Give em what they want [c´mon] Give em what they want they all can´t get it Give em what they want [c´mon] Give em what they want [c´mon] [give it to em!!] [owwwww!] [verse #1] cats slide to the hood but i walk through

yo public service anouncment man It's your boy- Weezy F. Baby, the "F" is for "f***in'" And uhh this is a public service announcement to all the DJ's And the mixtape Dj's and the mixtape community I just want to clear it- I

INTRO] Its ya girl, Karmen Roze, Royal Wave. See look, I really just hopped on my favorite beat. Shout out to 21. ... Yo! [HOOK] Young Savage, why you trappin Young Savage, why you Huh, Why these niggas Huh, Why these niggas Young Savage, why you trappin Young Savage, why you

streets is cryin' man I know y'all miss your boy Konvict music he he Yeah, real niggas recognize real Know you heard it before I seen the blunts peel Cause in the hood niggas jumpin' And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin' ah Ain't sayin' nothin' ah Ain't say

Verse 1] I'm on that Marilyn She got that Adam's apple and she asked about that fashion And we passed her with that laughter And passed her wacker friend Peace to the geese with that Karrine If they the geese that act up then, it’s beaks in the streets n' fea

I do NOT f*** wit alotta niggas, bruh They see me, they gon' see me solo bruh These p**** ass niggas out here too creep for me, bruh These niggas is not gon' state me, bruh Ya'll call them niggas ya'll homeboys Cracker call ya'll organization [x2]

on niggas like its 84 Told yo Set if you come back That I'll pound these niggas I don't give a f*** where da nigga From you run up talkin dumb and I'll drown these niggas Got some lil homies that'll clown you niggas Run up in the vacant block I ain't a bitch Hit a mot

Verse 1: Stalley] Boy, I'm shinning on these hoes Triple gold Daytons when I'm riding on these hoes Got that leather and wood You know how that story goes I'm always on my toes when I ain't pushing a wheel Tires screech and squeal as I bend it to the top All th

Dwnlzy] Where my skateboarding niggas at? I know you heard, know you heard I know you niggas heard Know you heard, know you heard I know you bitches heard Know you heard, know you heard I know you all heard What what what what what what what what! Tell me you heard! I know

is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hustlas This is for the hustlas, hu

Verse 1] I was born ready (Ha Ha) I'm working your man up in that circuit Bitch I plan to look that perfect Cheap little brand with a bitch that's certain Clique that gang and spit that curtain He wanna slam, wanna whip that serpent He wanna wham Wanna get it in, wanna get i

Intro] It's the White Flame, bitch It's the Bitch Mob, bitch It's that new based shit Feel me, eh? [Hook] Don't you know I got straps on deck? Just in case you a I will bust a head Ha ha ha ha [Verse 1: Lil B] Hundred grand easy Bitch you best believe me Youn

grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be f***ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f***ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be f***ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f***ing with mine I

Intro] Gentle Jesus, meek and mild Look upon his little child Pity my simplicity Allow me to come to thee Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins Make sure that you take care of my family, my mom God bless my dad Look over me and my niggas, Amen A$AP murder clan, ride

INTRO] I can't answer questions for these fake ass niggas I'm not about to tweet all you fake motherf***ers comment on instagram you bitches [CHORUS] What the f*** wrong with these niggas you love these hoes more than you love money these niggas mad dat I'm stuntin' What the

young boys clap heat My young boys don't care Ya, them O Block boys savage Boy, don't go over there They shootin' shit on site Guns bangin' like a snare If you think that you is tough And you get popped oh well Cuz my young niggas savage My young niggas savage They

Intro] Um, it's nasty Uh, it's nasty Uhmm Know some young niggas like to swang, uhmm Know some young niggas like to swang Know some young niggas like to swang [Hook: Swae Lee] Know some young niggas like to swang Know some young niggas like to swang Big bank

Intro] I see how these niggas playin’ But I could adapt These niggas won’t hold me back [x8] These hoes won’t hold me back These hoes won’t hold me back These niggas won’t hold me back These niggas won’t hold me back [Verse 1] I look in my fridge, my shit lookin’ scarce I go

off, how you gon' come off All this rap shit, get done off Man listen this a passionate mind I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme Wet dat, dead dat, cash on the line In an orderly fashion in the back'a the line Can't talk now, I got cash on tha mind Bitches and doll

if you're real, y'all This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city My real niggas all across the world, f*** with me yeah Salute salute 100 y'all Salute salute 100 y'all My young niggas, to the old G's Never said a word to the police 100 if you're real, y'all I said