Play this song [Chorus] Little foot, bigfoot, get out the way I’ma show y’all how to move this yay I’ma show y’all how to move like this I’ma show ya’ll how to move ayy, woo Little foot, bigfoot, get out the way I’ma show y’all how to move this yay I’m show y’all how to move like this I’ma show ya’ll how to move
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[Verse 1] I’m on the legend level 살아숨쉬는 전설이 돼 버렸네 스물넷에 혓바닥에 감춘 AK, 적 가족사진에 Aim해 귀머거리가 5000만인 곳에 내 음악을 내면 안돼 이젠 예쁘게 웃어야 돼 이젠, 앨범보다는 그게 돈이 되지 가사는 왜 써, 누가 읽어? heu 실은 처음부터 진거야 난, heu, heu 숨이 찬다고 난, heu, heu, heu, heu 너무 벌어
[Hook] I’m a activist sipping actavis In the back of this cadillac with this Purple sprite Know I’m thuggin’ know I’m feeling alright I’m a activist sipping actavis In the back of this cadillac with this Purple sprite Know I’m thuggin’ know I’m feeling alright [Verse 1] Ain’t nobody never gave no f**k about no
Uhhh… Uhhh… Uh-Huh… [Verse 1: OnlyOne] What you know about Only & Ill? We go way back Keep your emotions to yourself, we don’t play that I plant a bomb where the KKK at Where’s my AK at? Yea, yea take that Now I don’t mind cause I don’t have it Let me invite you
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[Letra de “Jeke Flex”] [Coro] Osama Bin Laden, tengo un adén como Osama Bin Laden (hey) AK’s y fales, mis letras son como bombas nucleares (hey) Billetes caen como si fueran aviones del cielo (fiuuu) Soy el enemigo público, el terror de los raperos (hey) Osama Bin Laden Todos me buscan, no pueden hallarme (Bin
[Letra de “Sicario”] [Intro] (J-Yes en el beat) Me suena el celular Esa vaina me activa, dicen que yo me vo’a buscar Si me llevo una vida eso a mí no me suena mal Dime qué tal, ¿Quién es fulano de tal? No importa que fue lo que hizo mal Dame detalles, ¿Cómo lo puedo
[Chorus] Perc, addy, drank, good red Dope, racks, stacks, like [?] Draco came wit’ an infrared Playin’ with the gang I’ll wet his head Bang, bang, bang, I shoot him dead Gang, gang, gang, Hood Fame, nigga, f**k the feds Perc, addy, drank, good red Dope, racks, stacks, like [?] Draco came wit’ an infrared
[Letra de “No Quiero Fama”] [Intro: Tali Goya] Ah Yeah Aha-ah, aha-ah Gang shit (Gang, gang, gang) Turn Me Up! [Coro: Tali Goya] Yo soy un kilero (Yo soy un kilero) Yo no quiero fama, manito, yo quiero dinero (Ching-ching-ching, yeah) Buscarme ligero (Buscarme ligero) Venderle’ un saco ‘e perico y hacerlo sin miedo (No,
[Letra de “Bregalo”] [Intro: 24 Stack Up] Turn me up! ¿Qué fue? Two-Four Me vo’a killa, vo’a comenza’ a quita’ cadena Tali, ¿ready? Bregalo [Coro] Bregalo, bregalo ¿Los kilo?, entregalo entregalo Si tiene dinero, pegalo ¿No lo quiere dar?, abalealo Bregalo, bregalo ¿Los kilo?, entregalo entregalo Si tiene dinero, pegalo ¿No lo quiere dar?, abalealo
Letra de “Ha Ha Ha”[Intro] Aah! Ey (ey, ey, ey..) Aah! [Verso 1] Rulay (rulay) Te tengo un cuero llamada Sulay, ah ah (Sulay, Sulay) El mío le cabe, soy su size, ah Yo le di primero, después el compai’, way, way, way (traga) Lo mío no es hablar, lo mío es acción (no) (ka-ka-ka-ka)
[Chorus] You know I got it all from the dirt He ain’t put in work, now he hurt But you know I don’t play wit’ my money You know I don’t f**k around wit’ my money bag Droppin’ water, I been runnin’ to the cash now I know they wish that I was broke or
Zumbalo que esto es King Daddy Y dime donde es que es el party Indica donde están las mamis Pa’ caerles en el Ferrari Musi dale duro las boci explota Dale ponle al bajo pa’ ver como azota Hoy nos vamos a fuego Así que ponte las botas Dale prende otro Pa’ que siga la
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[Intro] Baby Y’said practice makes perfect Baby [?] worth it Baby What I say is worth it Baby You say practice makes perfect [Chorus] Practice make perfect, okay (Okay, okay) When I tell ya somethin’, it’s worth it, okay (Ay, you know that it’s worth it) I been wantin’ from the start (Start) Young nigga
Play this song [Intro: Jeezy] Yeah, yeah, yeah Alright, alright 104 Oh yeah Yeah, what’s up? Uh, uh [Chorus: Ball Greezy] Oh yeah, why the nigga gun on him? Why his AK got a drum on it? Oh yeah, why the nigga still in the game? Why the nigga sell cocaine? Oh yeah, why you still sell crack? (Crack)
Play this song [Intro: Young Thug] (BL$$D) I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl Bitch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl I jumped out the Porsche and when straight up girl (Straight up girl) You can leave your trousers here, you know the world [Bridge: Young Thug] What the move? I’m tired
Play this song [Verse 1 : Issa Gold] Niggas love to scream at players while they sitting in the rafters Step, reveal and get embarrassed like when Cass ripped up Dizaster, I’m like half Marilyn Manson The other half a young scholastic (?) Sid vicious, confidence of Young Mick Jacker I be rolling stone, rest
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Play this song [Verse 1 : Issa Gold] No I don’t copy no waves I surf on your chick while you take her on dates I ain’t tryna slay, fuck minimum wage We stole all the bases my nigga we safe Keeping the grip hid it next to the waist Kill for my niggas don’t
[Intro: Gunna] Aimin’ at a date, aimin’ at a Wraith, aimin’ at a gate, mmh Aimin’ at a date, aimin’ at a Wraith, aimin’ at a gate, mmh Aimin’ at a date, aimin’ at a Wraith, aimin’ at a gate, mmh Aimin’ at a date, aimin’ at a Wraith, aimin’ at a gate [Verse 1:
[Chorus: Belly] I pull up in four-door Bugattis Four-wheel Ducatis Got at least two hoes beside me (ten) Threesomes like a hobby Addies made me zero in Two point nine, these five tsunamis Seven boppers in the lobby We the new Illuminati All my bitches keep six In case twelve tryna find me Do the
[Intro] Zaytoven Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah [Chorus: Future] Gone in the sky, over 20,000 I keep my wifi lit I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick [Verse 1:
[Intro] I do this everyday baby, I know you see the money when you look at me (cash) What do you say? I do this everyday baby, I know you see the money when you look at me (when you look at me) What do you say? I do this everyday baby, I can tell
[Hook] 30 get the [?], lay down on Protools My species snow shoes, vegetarian tofu Bring your friend, I love you [??] I love you more Cheese on my fingers, but I ain’t talking doritos Put it bitch on the plain Sosa get cash, ain’t been the same I spit too greens [?] get caught
(feat. Pusha T) [Intro] Rio Rio Hahaha [Chorus: Valee] Margielas like these came with no shoe strings in ’em (yeah) My car don’t like keys, that bitch push to start, isn’t it? (yeah) I bought some Balmains and I put some Gs in it (yeah) Went to the ball game and I got floor seats,
[Chorus] I’m in my black Benz Doin’ cocaine with my black friends Uh, we’ll be high as hell before the night ends, yeah Oh, we’ll be high before the night ends Before the night ends Switchin’ to the white Benz Doin’ codeine with my white friends Uh, we’ll be high as hell before the night
[Chorus] x2 Dancing, yeah With my AK [x3] Dancing, yeah yeah with my AK That’s my baby, she go crazy [Verse 1] You don’t want me squeezin’ them hammers My AK I feed it bananas That’s on baby I bet shit gone change Once I wet yo ass up just like pee in a pamper
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(feat. JBan$) [Intro: Lil Yachty] Uh, yeah bitch DigitalNas Yeah bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] I’m in the hood like Mrs. Winner’s, uh Basketball seats in a Beamer, uh Pull up with sticks, pull up with clips, all on the hip, yeah, yeah I turn a two
[Intro] (Yeah) Wake up in the mornin’ know I gotta do this shit Ay let’s do it (Cannon) Yeah, hey, heyo, hey, hey yeah [Chorus: Playboi Carti] We ain’t got time I drop my demons out Where my mind Ridin’ ’round town with a bad ass bitch Seein’ diamonds All these niggas they cappin’ right
[Intro: x2] Acid Rap! I don’t even talk to them on the phone again Leave in the AM, on the road again So bitch, let’s fuck so I can smoke again I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Who smokin in my car? It’s that nigga Chano AKA
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[Intro: Matt OX] Pew Get money, yeah yeah Get money, yeah, get money Get money, yeah, yeah Get money, yeah yeah (get money) Get money, yeah yeah Yeah Get money, yeah yeah [Chorus: Matt OX] Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Like ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Why you gotta sleep on my crew? You know that my VVS’ blue Like
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[Intro] Ok (yeah) [Verse 1] Pull up to the crib You got to come thru the gate (yeah) Ion gotta pool I take a swim in the lake (yeah) Only 21 But they compare me to greats (yeah) AK just like TayK But I’m not in the race (yeah) Hate it when you say it
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