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Friday, March 16, 2012

IM COMIN DOWN 2

IM GRINDING X10


CHORUS:

BIG RIMS SWERVIN THRU THE LANE (IM COMIN DOWN)

WOOD WHEEL GRIPPIN ON THAT GRAIN (IM COMIN DOWN)

CANDY PAINT THIS COLOR COST ME CHANGE (IM COMIN DOWN)

SOLAR BARRIX MY TRUNK GOIN INSANE (IM COMIN DOWN)



ACTIVIST IN MY CUP BOY, HERROJUANA IN MY DUTCHBOY/

WET PAINT NO DUTCHBOY, AINT GOT TIME 4 U FUCK BOYZ/

LATER FOR ALL THAT FUCK SHIT, TRY ME AND GET FUCK UP/

LOVE 4 DA NIGGAS I FUX WIT, ITS FUCK YOU… IF ITS FUCK US/

VALET PULL THE TRUCK UP, STASH BOX ON BRINK TRUCK/

POCKETS SIDIBE… THAT BAR WAS PRECIOUS/

SKYBOX THATS US… 5 SHOTS NOTHIN LESS/

THAT 13 IS THE ONLY TIME WE DRINK ANYTHING THATS DARK AS US/

BRIGHT LIGHT IN THE DARK IS US, PAID SHOTTERS THEY'LL LIGHT IT UP/

IF UR A GAMBLER COME TRY YA LUCK, THESE STAKES ARE HIGH AS FUCK/

THIS SYRAQUIL GOT ME HIGH AS FUCK, IF GOT DRANK NIGGA POUR IT UP/

THESE KRYPIES FROM FLORIDA,TAKEOUT… ORDER UP/

NEED MORE? U CAN CALL US UP, WE DROP IT OFF & PICK IT UP/

THAT CHEVY TRUCK I LIFTED IT UP, LIKE CHEVY WOODS I TWIST IT UP/

THAT PURP N SPRITE I MIX IT UP, WHEN IT COME OUT SHE LICK IT OUT/

IT GOES DOWN SHE GET IT UP, SHE DROP IT LOW I HIT IT UP/



CHORUS:

BIG RIMS SWERVIN THRU THE LANE (IM COMIN DOWN)

WOOD WHEEL GRIPPIN ON THAT GRAIN (IM COMIN DOWN)

CANDY PAINT THIS COLOR COST ME CHANGE (IM COMIN DOWN)

SOLAR BARRIX MY TRUNK GOIN INSANE (IM COMIN DOWN)


DAMIER MY LOUIE BELT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

GUCCI CHUKKAS MY GUCCI BELT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

TRUE RELIGION MY SHIRT & HAT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

CARTIER MY WATCH MATCHES FRAMES/ (IM COMIN DOWN)



CIROC N ICE IN MY CUP BOY, OG KUSH IN MY BLUNT BOY/

SOLARBARIX IN MY TRUNK BOY, ITS LIKE BEST BUY IN MY TRUCK BOY/

FUCK YA HOE IN THAT BACKSEAT WATCHING PORNO'S ON THAT 20INCH/

I AINT TAKING THAT HOE TO HOTEL I'LL GIVE'R THE DICK BUT I AINT PAYIN A CENT/

SHOUT OUT TO MY PRE-PAID IT KEEPS ME IN CONTACT/

IM MF'N D-BOY WHY THE FUCK WOULD I NEED A CONTRACT/

DARK SKINNED WITH GREEN EYES… BITCH U KNOW THEM CONTACTS/

SO & SO PAID GREEN EYES… U KNOW HE TOOK THE CONTRACT/

45 FOR COMBAT THIS 380 I CARRY THAT/

IF IT COME TO IT I'LL LAY YA FLAT, WITH THAT 45 AND I'LL BURY THAT/

THIS 380 I'LL PASS IT ON TO MY BABY GIRL AND SHE'LL TAKE THE WRAP/

MY JEW LAWYER HE'LL TAKE THE CASE ITS A EASY WIN IT MIGHT COST A STACK/

UR FUNERAL & HER WELCOME BACK CELEBRATION WILL BE BACK 2 BACK/

MY GIXXER IS BLACK ON BLACK, STRIP CLUB THROWING RACKS ON RACKS/

IF HER ASS FAT HER STOMACH FLAT & SHE CAN THROW IT BACK SHE CAN MAKE IT RACK/

I THROW A STACK AND SHE MAKE IT CLAP, I HIT THE TRAP AND I GET IT BACK/


CHORUS:

BIG RIMS SWERVIN THRU THE LANE (IM COMIN DOWN)

WOOD WHEEL GRIPPIN ON THAT GRAIN (IM COMIN DOWN)

CANDY PAINT THIS COLOR COST ME CHANGE (IM COMIN DOWN)

SOLAR BARRIX MY TRUNK GOIN INSANE (IM COMIN DOWN)


DAMIER MY LOUIE BELT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

GUCCI CHUKKAS MY GUCCI BELT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

TRUE RELIGION MY SHIRT & HAT THE SAME/ (IM COMIN DOWN)

CARTIER MY WATCH MATCHES FRAMES/ (IM COMIN DOWN)


IM COMIN DOWN (REPEAT)


"THE PROFFER"

THAT BITCH NIGGA PROFFERED, BUT THE PACK IS STILL POPPN/

SITTIN LOW AT STASH HOUSE COUNTING PROFITS/

I PUT HALF IN MY POCKET, PUT HALF IN THE SAFE/

TONIGHT WE GON PARTY, WE POPPN THAT ACE/

WE PULL UP IN FOREIGN PARK IN FRONT THE PLACE/

I KNOW YA BROKE NIGGAS HATIN, A 100 G'S IN YA FACE/

ALL THIS ICE GOT ME SICK I MIGHT SNEEZE IN YA FACE/

EVERYONE OF US STRAPPED I MIGHT SQUEEZE IN YA FACE/

WAIT… I HEAR YA NIGGAS TALKING EARS EVERYWHERE/

BUT WE DONT NEVER SEE U… U AINT NEVER THERE/

THESE $200 A SHOE… I GOT EVERY PAIR/

THE JEANS IN MY CLOSET IS LIKE BENTLEY FARE/

OT NC FLOSSING I SAW BENTLEY THERE/

HOPPIN OUT OF A DROP THE SAME COLOR AS CLINTON HAIR/

PYREX VISION WARE, WE ONLY COOK THE CHICKEN HERE/

REMODELED THE CRIB THATS CHICKEN FARE/


CHROUS:

YEAH THE ICE IN MY EAR THATS A CHALLENGER/

THE ICE ON MY WRIST THATS CONDO FARE/

FUCK THIS RODEO I NEED AUDIMEIR/

FUCK UP HER HAIR AND GIVE'R TAXI FARE/

YEAH ITS SOME BALLERS HERE X2


I KNOW ITS SOO HARD TO CHOOSE, CUZ WE ALL IN HERE/

YA' MAN RIDE THE BENCH IMMA STARTER DEAR/

1ST RD DRAFT IM OUTTA HERE/

YEAH ITS SOME BALLERS HERE X2

FBI HATIN, THE US MARSHALLS IS STALKING/

DEA WAITIN RIGHT OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT/

I GET THEM BRICKS AT A BARGAIN, I DOUBLED MY MARGIN/

PUT THIS ROCK ON PIPE I BET IT MELT ITS MARGARINE/

WE GOT WORD FROM A SOLDIER, HE TOLD MY LIEUTENANT/

THEY LOCATED THE SPOT, AND THEY JUST RAN UP IN IT/

I NEED TO BUY A NEW CELLY THE OLD ONE RAN OUT OF MINUTES/

I RUN THRU A BOOST LIKE I RUN THRU A PIGEON/

WAIT… I HEAR YA NIGGAS TALKING EARS EVERYWHERE/

BUT WE DONT EVER SEE U… U AINT NEVER THERE/

CRIB LIKE A PHARMACY PILLS EVERYWHERE/

CRIB LIKE A MILL STEELE EVERYWHERE/

SWEET LIKE HONEY DIPPED SALMON, IMMA GRIZZLY BEAR/

POCKETS ON PATRICE ONEIL, I NEED A FISHING SCALE/

CHELLO CALLED HIS COCAINE MONEY THAT SHIT WAS REAL/

DROP THE MONEY IN THE WATER LIKE A WISHIN WELL/


CHOROUS:

YEAH THE ICE IN MY EAR CLEAR AS BELVEDERE/

THE ICE ON MY WRIST THATS A RENTED LEAR/

FUCK THIS RODEO I NEED AUDIMIER/

FUCK UP HER HAIR AND GIVE'R TAXI FARE/


YEAH ITS SOME BALLERS HERE X2

I KNOW ITS SOO HARD TO CHOOSE, CUZ WE ALL IN HERE/

YA' MAN RIDE THE BENCH IMMA STARTER DEAR/

1ST RD DRAFT IM OUTTA HERE/

YEAH ITS SOME BALLERS HERE X2

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

LYRICS: MY ENVIROMENT TEKH TOGO FT JUMBO, RANRU

MY ENVIROMENT LOCO… RANRU TOGO/

JUMBO… LET THE GUN GO… POSTAL/

SF LOGO ALL OVER MY POLO/

THIS WATCH IS PROMO, PROMINENT BLACK MOGULS/

BACK IN 03 I HAD THAT BRANDNEW 04/

DALVINS POKING OUT LIKE THE TITS ON COCOA/

COMING THRU DOLO DELIVERING LETTIN O'S GO/

NOW WE MOVING CRAZY CHICKENS EL POLLO LOCO/

GET KNOCK FOR SOME SHIT U DIDNT DO LIKE NO NO/

NIGGAS CALLED HIM SNITCH. BITCH EVEN HOMO/

SOON AS HE BEAT THE FEDS THEY JUMP ON HIS STICK… POGO

UH OH… THERE GO THE COPS DONT STOP/

HIGH SPEED CHASES THRU THE BLOCKS F' SWAT/

THE SHOTGUN POPS THRU THE WINDOW… BUCKSHOTS/

10 YEARS LATER THEY SOLVE IT FUCK COPS/

IN THE TRUNK 2 BLOCKS ROAD BLOCK DRUNK STOP/

I AINT WORRIED ABOUT A DUI IM HOT/

THEY WORRIED ABOUT THE FBI… IM NOT/

I KNEW WHAT I WAS GETTING INTO WHEN I COPT/

STAY FOCUSED 3RD EYE OPEN… WHY NOT/


Monday, January 2, 2012

LETS SAY A PRAYER...

LETS SAY A PRAYER FOR THOSE WHO AINT HERE & THOSE WHO CANT BE HERE!

DEAR GOD FORGIVE US FOR OUR PAST & FUTURE SINS... THE SINS WE COMMITTED KNOWINGLY & UNKNOWINGLY... WATCH OVER MY LOVED ONES... GUARD US & PROTECT US FROM SATAN... YOU SAID ASK AND SHALL BE GIVING... AMEN

Saturday, December 3, 2011

LYRICS: COCAINE FLEE MARKET FT. BUB BENTLEY BILLIONAIR

u said she want a nigga, well looking at'm/

no window shop'n we buy'm f' look at'm/

i had'r doing shit that she couldn't fathom/

vacationed so long they thought the feds had'm/

she was rocking red bottoms when they wasn't pop'n/

u never seen us in the mall & we wasn't shopping/

rather car shopping or bra shopping/

we out copping, balling while the law watching/

watching law & order in the loft popping/

bottles, u should see the view its jaw dropping/

if u seen me wit ya chick u know'r drawls dropping/

thats elementary dear watson/

i usta to keep the blocks on straight & watson/

and transport rocks in a grey datsun/

(shootouts) mac 90's & k's choppin/

switch clothes, come thru with the blades choppin/

baggies baking soda blade coppin/

on tuesday & thursdays they raid… plottin/

standing over the pot watching, that a1 drop rocking/

half a key in the pot locking, thats a mf drop rocking/

brand new whip parking, and my mf rims sparkling/

wholesale brick bargain, were like cocaine flee market/

u cant find better product, especially if u tryna make a profit/



Tuesday, November 29, 2011

THE PURPLE TAPE] @DJCOMPOSITION x @RANRU PROD. BY @TROYCEASAR


RANRU RANTS ON TWITTER... "THE RECORD LABEL CONSPIRACY"

"ARTIST LABELS" WERE BECOMING RICH POWERFUL & SELF SUFFICIENT ONLY NEEDING DISTRIBUTION. THE BIG LABELS DIDNT LIKE THIS... THEY WERE LOSING BILLIONS... COLLECTIVELY TRILLIONS. SO THEY DEVISED A PLAN TO RUIN THE RECORD INDUSTRY & #REBUILD

THE 1ST STEP IN THEIR PLAN WAS TO RUIN RECORDS SALES. NOT FOR ALL ARTIST... THE ELITE ARTIST WERE SAFE. BUT ALL OTHER ARTIST WERE TARGETS! I KNOW UR THINKING "RUIN RECORDS SALE" WHY WOULD THEY F' UP THEIR OWN MONEY? LIKE I SAID IN THE BEGINNING THE LABELS WERE MAKING VERY LITTLE OFF OF THE ARTIST LABELS WITH DISTRIBUTION DEALS.

AND SOONER OR LATER THE ARTIST WERE GONNA FIGURE OUT A WAY TO DISTRIBUTE THEIR OWN MUSIC AND THE BIG LABELS KNEW IT. STEP TWO WAS CONTROLLING, DESTROYING THE DJ'S & WEBSITE WHO SOLD MUSIC "ILLEGALLY". AFTER THEY DESTROYED THE MIXTAPE GAME & SHUT DOWN INDUSTRY RECORD SALES IT WOULD SEEMS LIKE THEY WOULD BE FINISHED... RIGHT?.

NOOO... STEP 3 CREATE A DEAL FOR NEW & UNSIGNED ARTIST THAT WOULD LIMIT THEIR SUCCESS & AWARD THE LABEL MORE REVENUES OFF OF AN ARTIST SALES IN COMES THE "360 DEAL" A DEAL THAT ENTITLES YOUR LABEL A PERCENTAGE OF ALL PROFITS MADE! SHOWS, CD, MERCH, OUTSIDE DEALS & CONTRACTS ETC. CD (HARD COPY) SALES WILL RETURN TO ITS GLORIOUS STATE ONCE THEIR PLAN IS FULLY IN MOTION THEIR NOT GONNA STOP MAKING CDS IT MADE TOO MUCH $

Sunday, November 27, 2011

LYRICS: "THE GOOD LIFE" PT. 2

AWWW ITS A GLITCH IN THE MATRIX/

SOMEONE ADDED A COUPLE O'S TO MY PAY CHECK/

BRAND NEW JEWELRY MY BEZEL JUST FACELIFT/

BRAND NEW CAR MY WHIP LOOK LIKE SPACESHIP/

BRAND NEW CLOTHES ONLY LOUIS V MAKE THIS/

BRAND NEW CRIB AND THAT MF SPACIOUS/

I KNOW U MF HATE THIS/

WAIT WHY U WOULD HATE, GOD IS WHO MADE THIS/

HATE ME... HATE GOD/

I KNOW HATING ON US HAS GOT TO BE HARD/

PULL UP TO THE MIRAGE ME & 2 BROADS/

GAVE THE VALET THE KEYS TO TAKE THE CAR TO GARAGE/

STAGGERING THRU THE LOBBY/

NO SECURITY… SLOPPY/

MY HANDS ON HER BODY/

HER HANDS ON HER FRIENDS BODY/


SHAWTY SHE A DIME BUT HER FRIEND GOT A BODY/

SHAWTY GOT A BODY BUT HER FACE KINDA UGLY/

ONE RED, ONE BLACK/

THEY REMIND ME OF THE JORDAN #1'S WITH THE CHECK/


FUCK THEM G4'S & GULF STREAMS JETS/

IMMA BE THE 1ST NIGGA TO BUY ME STEALTH/

LYRICS: "KILT'M" FT. CANARY YELLOW CHELLO x CLYDRO DADON x BIGKEY DA BOSSMAN

CHROUS:

HOP UP OUT THAT MF THANG… KILT'M/

BITCH YOU SEE THIS MF RING… KILT'M/

DID U SEE HIS MF CHAIN… KILT'M/

I TOOK THAT MF CANE AND KILT'M/

IM KILLIN'M X10


IM KILLIN'M… 187/

CALL THE COPS... 911/

THEY STOLE MY SWAG... 211/

THIS THE EULOGY… GUESS WHO'S REVERN/

THESE LOUIS V'S IM STEPPIN IN/

THAT DAMIER IM CHECKIN IN/

IM PLUG IN WITH THEM MEXICANS/

ME & THE CARTEL LIKE THE BEST OF FRIENDS/

FEDS ALL IN MY CONVO/

KILL YA DOGS LIKE PROVO/

CLAP YO ASS LIKE BRAVO/

AK'S TALL AS MARVO/

THAT BATHROOM FLOOR IS MARBLE/

THAT COUNTER TOP IS GRANITE

THAT SHIT DIDNT COME FROM COSTCO/

IT WAS FLOWN IN FROM PARIS/

U SHOULD BE EMBARRASSED/

YA WHOLE SWAG IS AWFUL/

SOLO IN THAT 7 SEATER/

PULL OFF WITH CAR FULL/


CHROUS:

IM KILLIN'M X10

HOP UP OUT THAT MF THANG… KILT'M/

BITCH YOU SEE THIS MF RING… KILT'M/

DID U SEE HIS MF CHAIN… KILT'M/

I TOOK THAT MF CANE AND KILT'M/


LYRICS: THE FAME FT. TROY CEASAR x COMPOSITION

the cars the broads the jewels the black cards/

blinded by the fame its all a mirage/

all them industry parties we partied wit stars/

and i never asked one of'm to listen to ours/

fuck them niggas.. no pause/

i got ya bitch in the bathroom no drawls/

her ass in my hand, her hand on my balls/

its not enough room in them small stalls/

ciroc bottles like foot tall/

red white & blue f' it mix'm all/

its only 3 of us its like 6 of yall/

is u thinking what im thinking, menage a trois/

the bar closed but the bar ours/

ya chick like the ruff house… all r's/

don't get mad bcuz ya chick had us/

she get shared like a Facebook status/ (the fame)


chrous: THE FAME THE MONEY THE CARS THE CLOTHES/ THE JEWELS THE HOES/ THE POOLS THE BOATS/ THE CRIBS THE PLANES THE GAME THE CHANGE THE FAME x 3