LYRICS:: SALUTE

SALUTE A G WHEN U SEE ONE.. REAL NIGGA I BE ONE/

SHE SAID SHE LOOKIN FOR A REAL NIGGA.. 

WELL I GUESS U LOOKIN FOR ME HUN/

SMOKIN ON THAT 3 HUN FEDS TAPPING MY G1/

ME IM TAPPING BM... CLEAN'R UP MY 3 SON/

GOT IT LOCKED ALL THIS GREEN ON ME U WOULD THINK A NIGGA WAS IN D1/

IM DANCING WITH THESE ROLLS ON ME… YOU'LL THINK A NIGGA WAS RE-RUN/

GUNRULE IS WHAT WE RUN… HIS F'N MOUTH IS WHAT HE RUN/

HE TALK ABOUT BUT HE AINT BOUT IT, HE SAY THEY IS WE'LL SEE SUN/

THE CLUB CLOSE ITS LIKE 3 SUM… HER GIRL CLOSE ITS A THREESOME/

IM FEENA THE PUSSY IM TALKIN HOMICIDE I THINK IM GONNA NEED BEASON/

4 STAR 4 SEASONS... 4 PLAY NO REASON/ 

THAT 4 DOOR HAD'R WET B4 I EVEN TOUCH THE WHORE… LEAKIN/

I DONT SAY SHIT BUT THIS RING WATCH AND THIS BRACELET… SPEAKIN/

MOE GOT THIS WHITE HOE IN MY BACKSEAT OFF THAT GREY SHIT… TWEAKIN/

WE IN THE SHIT AND WE EATIN, WE OFF THE SHIT & WE GEEKIN/

SPEND YA LIFETIME INA DAY… COME CHILL WITH ME FOR WEEKEND/

HOOK:

SALUTE A G WHEN U SEE ONE X2.. REAL NIGGA I BE ONE/X2

SHE SAID SHE LOOKIN FOR A REAL NIGGA.. WELL I GUESS U LOOKING FOR ME HUN/X2

SALUTE A G WHEN U SEE ONE.. REAL NIGGA I BE ONE/

SHE SAID SHE LOOKIN FOR A REAL NIGGA.. WELL I GUESS U LOOKING FOR ME HUN/X2

SALUTE A G WHEN U SEE ONE/.. REAL NIGGA I BE ONE/

LYRICS: TRIPPYLAND

CHROUS: 

YA BITCH ON MY DICK U SHOULD KNOW BETTER… 

HER OLD MAN BROKE GETTIN NO CHEDDAR/

WHOLE GANG STR8 WE SOME GOOO GETTAS/

THE NERVE OF THEM PUSSY U SHOULD KNOW BETTER/ 

SPEAKING MY NAME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

DISRESPECTING MY GANG (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

GOING AGAINST ME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

HE AINT NO G (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

YA BITCH ON MY DICK U SHOULD KNOW BETTER… 

HER OLD MAN BROKE GETTIN NO CHEDDAR/

WHOLE GANG STR8 WE SOME GOOO GETTAS/

ALL THEM NIGGAZ PUSSY U SHOULD KNOW BETTER/ 

VRS 1:

SMOKING ON THESE COOKIES HIGH AS SHIT/ (HIGH AS SHIT)

ALL CITY KICKS GOT ME FLY AS SHIT/ (FLY AS HSIT)

STARTED MOVING NIX NOW WE BUYING BRICKS/

AMIGO PULL UP AND HE RIDING SIX/

MY MONEY NO GOOD AMIGO FRONT'M ALL/

BUT WE STILL CASH OUT SHIT WE WANT'M ALL/ (WE WANT'M ALL)

I DONT EVEN OPEN'M I FRONT'M ALL/

IF THEY BAD BRING'M BACK U DONT WANNA STALL/ (WANNA STALL)

MY NIGGAZ TRYNA EAT THEY WANNA STARVE/

THESE LIL NIGGAZ HUNGRY THEY JUST WANNA BALL/

THEY DONT WANNA TALK THEY JUST WANNA BRAWL/

YA MAN TALKING MONEY HE'S A F'N PAWN/

EVERY TIME HE CALL HE JUST WANT  A BALL/

HE AINT TRYNA WALK HE JUST WANNA CRAWL/

THE DOPE AND THE COKE IN THE SAME LINE/

MOVE THE BOY AND THE GIRL AT THE SAME TIME/

CHROUS: 

YA BITCH ON MY DICK U SHOULD KNOW BETTER… 

HER OLD MAN BROKE GETTIN NO CHEDDAR/

WHOLE GANG STR8 WE SOME GOOO GETTAS/

THE NERVE OF THEM PUSSY U SHOULD KNOW BETTER/ 

SPEAKING MY NAME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

DISRESPECTING MY GANG (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

GOING AGAINST ME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

HE AINT NO G (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

VRS 2

U TALKING SIDEWAYS LETS GET SUMN STR8/

WE WONT HESITATE TO SEND U THEM GATES/

EVERY NIGGA ON YA BLOCK IS F'N OP/

YA FAMILY TREE IS RATS YALL SOME F'N COPS/

I JUST WANNA TRAP… I JUST WANNA KHOP/

30 POUNDS OF KUSH THATS BENTLEY DROP/

100 POUNDS OF REGGIE THATS FLYING SPUR/

BUT I AINT DRIVING THAT… I'LL BUY IT FOR HER/

MY CLIENTS NEED CREDIT… TILL THE F'N 1ST/

MY BITCH NEED THEM HILLS & THE MATCHING PURSE/

MY NIGGAZ NEED THE WORK COMING FROM THE BORDER/

DIGI AND DA DEMON NEED THEM MONEY ORDERS/ 

IM TRYNA GET 5 FOR F'N QUARTER/

I ONLY PAY 2… THAT F'N SLAUGHTER

IN THAT RENTAL CAR LOW WITH YA BABY MOMMA/

BUT I AINT TRYNA FUCK IM TRYNA GET A DOLLAR/

CHROUS: 

YA BITCH ON MY DICK U SHOULD KNOW BETTER… 

HER OLD MAN BROKE GETTIN NO CHEDDAR/

WHOLE GANG STR8 WE SOME GOOO GETTAS/

THE NERVE OF THEM PUSSY U SHOULD KNOW BETTER/ 

SPEAKING MY NAME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

DISRESPECTING MY GANG (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

GOING AGAINST ME (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

HE AINT NO G (U SHOULD KNOW BETTER)

YA BITCH ON MY DICK U SHOULD KNOW BETTER… 

HER OLD MAN BROKE GETTIN NO CHEDDAR/

WHOLE GANG STR8 WE SOME GOOO GETTAS/

ALL THEM NIGGAZ PUSSY U SHOULD KNOW BETTER/ 

LYRICS: LET ME KNOW

BABY DROP BY STOP BY… ME CASA ES SU CASA/

TOP FLOOR CROWN PLAZA IS U ON YA WAY I ASKED HER/

HOW FAST MACH FIVE, UR 1 IN MY TOP FIVE/

TOP SCORE TEAM US STAY WINNING  HIGH FIVE/

5'5" THICK THIGHS 36 25 36/

HAD TO ADD A INCH, SHE GETTIN THICK BUT ITS ALRIGHT/ 

IN THE VIP WE SIT WE ALL HIGH BUT OUTSIDE IS MY RIDE/

AND ON THE OUTSKIRTS IS MY CRIB… ALL U GOTTA DO IS GET INSIDE/

SHE SAID NORMALLY I DONT DO THIS, I KNOW IT SEEMS A BIT FOOLISH/

MY FRIENDS WARNED ME ABOUT U BUT TO ME U SEEM THE COOLEST/

YA GIRLS HATING… YA FRIEND WANT ME/

SHE FOLLOW ME… SHE BEEN ON ME/

"MARY MOLLY WHITNEY BOBBY" FT. @MOE_PECHI [AUDIO]

LYRICS: F'N PROBLEM

I LOVE F'N BITCHES THATS MY F'N PROBLEM/

IF SHE AINT F'N ME THEN THATS F'N PROBLEM/

SHE SAID SHE GOT A GIRL THATS NOT F'N PROBLEM

BITCH U DONT LIKE ME WHATS F'N PROBLEM/

I LOVE F'N BITCHES THATS MY F'N PROBLEM/

SHE SAID SHE GOT A GIRL THATS NOT F'N PROBLEM

IF CHEATIN ON YA GIRL IS A F'N PROBLEM

THEN BRING YA GIRL WITH US WE CAN GET IT POPN/

HOLD UP.. LET A NIGGA ROLL UP/

U CAN TELL RAN HEAR BY THE MF'N ODOR/

A BUNCH OF REAL BITCHES FAKE BAGS ON THEY SHOULDER/

SHE SAID HER NAME PORSHE ASS BIG LIKE A MOTOR/

SHAWTY BAD AS FUCK LIKE HER PARENT NVR TOLD'R/

I NEED TO CALL HER MOMMA TELL'R GET F'N DAUGHTER/

NVR MIND HATIN NIGGAZ IN MF' CORNER/

NIGGAZ NEED A CREWNECK THAT SAY SWAG OUT OF ORDER/

MY MAN YELLIN NORTH & HE DONT MEAN DAKOTA/

ME IM FROM THE SOUTH AND I DONT GEORGIA/ #WHEW

WTF IS GOIN ON… WTF IS POPN

WITH A BUNCH BAD BITCHES AND WE F'N MOBBIN/

THIS SONG CAME ON SHE STARTED F'N POPN/

NOW ALL THEM LAMES NIGGAZ IN A CIRCLE WATCHING/

HER ASS SHA-SHAKIN LIKE IT SAW MONSTER,

SHAWTY GOT ME HOOKED I NEED F'N SPONSOR/

I LOVE F'N BITCHES THATS MY F'N PROBLEM/

IF SHE AINT F'N ME THEN THATS F'N PROBLEM/

SHE SAID SHE GOT A GIRL THATS NOT F'N PROBLEM

BITCH U DONT LIKE ME WHATS F'N PROBLEM/

I LOVE F'N BITCHES THATS MY F'N PROBLEM/

SHE SAID SHE GOT A GIRL THATS NOT F'N PROBLEM

IF CHEATIN ON YA GIRL IS A F'N PROBLEM

THEN BRING YA GIRL WITH US WE CAN GET IT POPN/

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LYRICS: VICTORY

WINNING… CHAIN SWANGIN… RIM SPINNING/

WAY BACK THEN WINING SINCE THE BEGINNING/ 

WINNING… BATH TOWELS FRENCH LINEN/

INSTAGRAM PICS FROM THE FRIDGE IN THE KITCHEN/

IM WINNING SCREAMING FREE LARRY HOOVER/

JUST WON ANOTHER TITLE WANTCHU GET A LIFE LOSER/

WINNING… PAID THE COST TO BE THE BOSS/

ONLY LOUD NIGGAZ TALK… ONLY WEAK NIGGAZ FLOSS/

VRS 1:

WINNING.. GOOD DOPE BAD WOMEN/

CARTIER LENSES SWITCHIN LANES IN THEM BENZES/

WINNING COP THE 745 NEVER DROVE IT ONCE.. ITS STILL OUTSIDE/

WINNING NO LICENSE 6 RIDES MONEY TALL 6'5/

GANG BANGER BIG 5… WINNING/

BASE LOADED... 9TH INNING/ 

PITCHIN NO HITTERS MY HITTERS ROCK LINEN/

WINNING I DONT FUCK NO LOSERS/

NIGGAZ TRYNA MEET A BOSS PRICK MEET MY RUGER/

WINNING.. BITCH NIGGA STOP TRIPPIN/

YA BITCH CHOSE ME WE STILL FAMILY YOUNG PIMPIN/

U STILL IN MY WILL… U GOTTA GIFT THIS CHRISTMAS/

IT AINT MY FAULT THAT GOD MADE ME GIFTED/

IT AINT MY FAULT IM GODS GIFT TO WOMEN/

IT IS MY FAULT I GOT 5 YARD TIPPING/

CHROUS:

WINNING… CHAIN SWANGIN… RIM SPINNING/

WAY BACK THEN WINNING SINCE THE BEGINNING/ 

WINNING… BATH TOWELS FRENCH LINEN/

INSTAGRAM PICS FROM THE FRIDGE IN THE KITCHEN/

IM WINNING SCREAMING FREE LARRY HOOVER/

JUST WON ANOTHER TITLE WANT U GET A LIFE LOSER/

WINNING… PAID THE COST TO BE THE BOSS/

ONLY LOUD NIGGAZ TALK… ONLY WEAK NIGGAZ FLOSS/

VRS. 2:

WINNIN.. LOUD PIPES BIG ENGINE/

WIND BLOWING THRU HER HAIR LIL WAYNE NO CEILING/

WINNING.. 6 SPEED TRANSMISSION/ 

WITH THE PUSH BUTTON START… ONE PUSH IM ZIPPIN/

PUSHN THE WHITE GOT US PUSHN DEM PISTONS/

HAD THE RIGHT LOOK SOUR SAW YA BITCH IN A LEMON

PUFFIN DAT DOUR ME & TWO WOMEN/

DIESEL IS FREE U GOTTA PAY TO F' PIMPIN/

#WINNING PAYING TITHES BUT IM SINNING/

WORK ALL 3 SHIFTS…  NO BREAKS NO CHILLING/

IF U WANNA MAKE A MILLION, GOTTA HUSTLE FOR A BILLION/

BILL STARTED WITH A DREAM… NOW HE ALMOST GOT TRILLION

WINNING LOSER MIND YA OWN BUSINESS/

30 STASH'D CHICKENS, 6 COOKED IN THE KITCHEN/

HAND TO HAND SALES IS THE FASTEST WAY TO JAIL/

EVERY BOSS TAKE A LOST I AINT TAKING NO L'S… IM WINNING

CHROUS: 

WINNING… CHAIN SWANGIN… RIM SPINNING/

WAY BACK THEN WINNING SINCE THE BEGINNING/ 

WINNING… BATH TOWELS FRENCH LINEN/

INSTAGRAM PICS FROM THE FRIDGE IN THE KITCHEN/

IM WINNING WINNING X4

"NOTHING'S GON STOP" PROD. BY DAKOTA

THEY SAY I INDICT MYSELF IN EVERY LINE... #FREEDIGI

PICS OF: @RANRU AKA WOLFMAN RAN (MUGSHOT)

PICS OF: @RANRU'S GOLD MICHAEL KORRS WATCH & RALPH LAUREN BRACELET

PICS OF: @RANRU RUFF RYDING

ALL BLACK EVERYTHING

PICS OF: MRS. RU x @RANRU x RUFF RYDERS @ BENNIHANAS IN DETROIT

PICS OF: KIWA THE CHEERLEADER (MY DAUGHTER)

SHE BOUT THAT CHEERLEADING LIFE

PICS OF: (L TO R) OG x @MOE_PECHI x @JCASHPCP x AAB SHOOTERS x @RANRU

@RANRU FILMING THE MUSIC VIDEO FOR "I GOT IT" IN CHICAGO, IL

PIC OF: (L TO R) SOME DUDE x @SEOUL x @RANRU

@RANRU FILMING THE SPOKEN WORD @ THEODORE'S IN HOLLAND, MI

LYRICS: BURNING THE SAINT

THE COUP OUTSIDE… WE IN THE BUILDING CHILLIN/

THE WORKERS ON THE CORNER… THE COOKER IN THE KITCHEN/

WE GOT LOOK OUTS ALL OVER… AND SO IS NIGGAS FEELINGS/

THE SHOOTERS IN THE HALLWAY… PLAYING THEY POSITIONS/

STICKY GETTING HIGH… HIS TRIGGER FINGER ITCHING/

DIGI ON PHONE ARGUING WITH HIS BITCHES/

THE RUMOR IS NIGGAS GETTING $450 A QUARTER/

DAAAMN… AND THATS AFTER IT HIT THE WATER/

RIP JEFF SLAUGHTER… HE BROUGHT'M IN THE HONDA/

USTA DROP THEM THANGS OFF RIGHT IN FRONT OF MOMMA/

FRY THE CHICKEN IN THE KITCHEN RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY GRANDMA/

MY AUNTY OWED ME MONEY… I WENT & GOT THE HAMMER/

MY POPS WAS IN THE SLAMMER… MY AC WAS IN THE SLAMMER… WHO AM I KIDDING HALF MY BLOCK WAS IN THE SLAMMER/

DRUG DEALER GRAMMAR, THUG NIGGA MANNERS/

I LEARNED TO BE HUMBLE.. QUIT BEING SKANLESS/

CHANCE OVER CHARITY, CUT COLOR CLARITY/

WITHIN THESE FOUR BLOCKS… IM FUCKING CELEBRITY/

BEING ME IS WHAT YOU'LL NVR BE/

WHAT I SEEN… YOU'LL NVR SEE/

IMA DOG OF DIFFERENT PEDIGREE/

U LAY WITH A DOG U GET FLEAS… PLEASE/

TURN THE LIGHTS OFF I GOTTA HANGOVER/

TIE A ROPE AROUND HIS THROAT WATCH'M HANG OVER/

I LEFT DRUNK BUT I CAME SOBER/

THE ONLY I WAY I REMEMBER THE SEX IS IF I CAME SOBER/

THE CHANGING OF THE GUARDS… THIS THE CHANGEOVER

PICS OF: @RANRU AKA WOLFMAN RAN (MUG SHOT)

LYRICS: MASERATI [YOU ONLY DIE ONCE]

CHORUS:

MY DOG GOT A NEW MASERATI… WE FEENA ROLL TO THE CLUB & STUNT/

WHEN U PULL UP IN A MASERATI… U CAN BAG ANY BITCH U WANT/

WE PULL UP IN THAT MASERATI… AND PARK THAT BITCH IN THE FRONT/

ITS NOT A MAZDA ITS A MASERATI… WE CAN BUY A NEW EVERY MONTH (WHAT)

VRS 1:

PULL UP IN THAT QUATTRO, THANK GOD FOR THEM VATOS/

THANK GOD FORGIATO'S CRAWLIN OVER THESE POTHOLES/

CAR FULL OF THEM HOT HOES,(WHOO) AC FOR THEM HOT HOES/ (WHOO)

EARS ICED AND MY WATCH FROZE, MY GUN HOT BUT MY HEART COLD/

SLOW DOWN FOR THE POLICE (POLICE)… U THEM BITCHES HATING/(HATIN)

TAP THAT ATT (TAP IT)…CUZ YA KNOW THEM BITCHES WAITIN/ (WAITN) [TURN VOL DOWN]

UNDER INVESTIGATION ON PROBATION SO WE CANT CATCH NO NEW CASES/

IM TALKIN 500 OF THEM THOROBRED'S & ALL THEM BITCHES THEY RACING/

THATS 100 BANDS IN YALL FACES, 100 BANDS IN ALL FACES/ 

HE  GOT 100 BANDS IN HIS DRIVEWAY… I GOT 100 BANDS IN MY BASEMENTS/

100 GRAMS IN MY PYREX I BET IT JUMP TO A EIGHTY/

6 BIRDS INA CAR SEAT… STRAPPED UP LIKE A BABY/

BITCH NIGGAS WANNA TALK BEEF… LEAVE'M WRAPPED UP LIKA BABY/

WITH MY ICE ON AND THE LIGHTS OFF U MIGHT MISTAKE ME FOR BABY/

IN THAT RIDE MY DOG GOT OUTSIDE U MIGHT MISTAKE ME FOR JAY Z/

KEEP THAT D, WHITE BOY, THAT MM U MIGHT MISTAKE ME FOR SHADY/ 

CHORUS:

DIGI A NEW MASERATI… WE FEENA ROLL TO THE CLUB & STUNT/

WHEN U PULL UP IN A MASERATI… U CAN BAG ANY BITCH U WANT/

WE PULL UP IN THAT MASERATI… AND PARK THAT BITCH IN THE FRONT/

ITS NOT A MAZDA ITS A MASERATI… WE CAN BUY A NEW EVERY MONTH (WHAT)

[YOU ONLY DIE ONCE] TRAILER #2 1080HD

WHAT IM ROCKIN... THE HUNDREDS HYENA TEE x GRAVIS FILTER LX (BLK LEATHER / WAX GUM)

PICS OF @RANRU

PICS OF: @DJCOMPOSITION x @RANRU BY UPTOWN PHOTOS

WHAT IM ROCKIN: UNDEFEATED HOODY, EXPEDITION TEE, HUF KICKS

LYRICS: 3 CHAINS FT. TROY CEASAR

2 RED GOLD CHAINS I REP MY GANG/

ONE YELLOW GOLD CHAIN, WATCH JESUS HANG/

I BROUGHT MY 1ST GOLD CHAIN FROM A DOPE FIEND/

THAT BULLSHIT GOLD TURNED MY NECK GREEN/

2 CUBAN LINX… 1 BENZATINE/

I EVEN HAD THE SILVER CHAIN WITH THE CUBIC BLING/

NO BULLSHIT CRYSTAL THESE AINT LAB MADE/

I AINT BUYING THEM DIAMONDS IF THEY A BAD GRADE/

BULLSHITTIN IN ZALES I BROUGHT A STEEL CHAIN/

A CRUCIFIX IT HAD DIAMONDS IN IT EVERYTHING/

I MUST OF ROCKED THAT CHAIN WITH EVERYTHING/

BROUGHT SHAWTY A CHAIN WITH THE MATCHING RING/

SHE BROUGHT A RING THAT MATCH MY GOLD CHAIN/

I WENT AND GOT BRACELET SPENT A WHOLE THANG/

NOW IM COMING THRU THE LANE LIKE SOUL TRAIN/

BUT THE ONLY THANG DANCING IS MY GOLD CHAINS/

LYRICS: THE HOPE

1ST IT WAS THE JAG, THEN IT WAS BEAMER/

NEXT IT WAS THE BENZ I STILL AINT SEEN CLEANER/

LATER FOR THE JAG COPT ANOTHER BEAMER/

THE 745 THE RIMS MADE IT MEANER/

BUYING ALL THE PROPERTY, WE REALLY PLAYING MONOPOLY/

HONESTLY… I DONT NEED NONE OF YALL TO COP FROM ME/

IM SET… THEM HATERS THEY MAD THEY PUT COPS ON ME/

ITS NOTHING NEW WE BEEN DUCKING THE BADGE SINCE 92/

CAREER CRIMINAL THE REAL IS AT MINIMAL/

THE NERVE OF THESE SOLDIERS TO CALL THEY SELVES GENERALS/

THESE FICTIONAL IMBECILES LACK ALL PRINCIPALS/

BREAK MY COMMANDMENTS AND SHIT GON GET BIBLICAL/

SHOW YOU HOW FAST WORDS CAN GET PHYSICAL/

WATCH YA TOUNGE WHEN U TALK AROUND SON//

YA STEPPIN ON THIN ICE YA WALK AROUND SON/

& WHY PAT ME DOWN WHEN U KNOW U GOTTA GUN/

GOT THAT AR 15 WIT THAT MASTERKEY THING/ 

SO TECHNICALLY SPEAKING MY GUN GOTTA GUN/

GUNRULE

LYRICS: LISTEN

SWAG X 3

AS MY BEARD TURN GREY I WATCH KIDS GROW/

IT DAWNS ON ME... IM JUST A KID YO/

AND AS F'D AS IT YO, IM TOO AFRAID TO LET KIDS KNOW/

I TOLD MY DAUGHTER TO NEVER PRETEND/ 

NVR COMPROMISE U FOR NONE OF THEM/

I TOLD MY SON ITS BETTER GRIN/

NOW HE SMILE WHEN CRY HE JUST PRACTICING/

TZAR IN THE MAKING, WE DONT MEAT SO THAT BULL WE AINT TAKING/

WE RUN FROM THEM PIGS, STAY AWAY THAT BACON/

NEVER RUN FROM THEM KIDS BUT AWAY FROM HATING/

EASIER SAID THEN DONE, MOST BOOKS ARE EASIER READ THAN DONE/

WHO NEEDS A SELF HELP SECTION/ 

WHEN U ONLY THINK OF HELPIN UR SELF SECOND/ 

THE 1ST TO GET IT IS THE 1ST ONE WIT IT/

LOOK DOWN AT THE LOSERS AND YELL I DID IT/

I DIDNT… I WOULDN'T I COULD BUT I COULDNT/

CRABS IN A BARREL THAT MAG GOT A BARREL/

THATS LONGER THAN THE SLEEVE ON YA OVERSIZED APPAREL/

BLOOD OF PHARAOH WASTED ON A FIEND/

FALSE DEMOCRACY NO ONE VOTES FOR A KING/

FORCED TO LIVE IN PERIL, WE ENTERED THRU THE GATE/

NOT THE WIDE BUT THE NARROW…  MAT 7: 13/

RANDOM THOUGHT MY NEIGHBOR HAD A FIERO/

WHEN I STAYED ON U & T & EVERYDAY I DREAMED/

OF DRIVING THAT FIERO… AND WHEN I HAD MY CHANCE GET IT I DIDNT/

DAMN… SINCE THEN I BEEN DO'R/

BUT TO SAY I DO EVERYTHING RIGHT WOULD BE MANUER/

BUT ADMITTING THAT I MADE THE WRONG MOVES IS AN MANEUVER/

I.E J. EDGAR… LARRY HOOVER/

SWAG X 3

LYRICS: NOTHING'S GONNA STOP ME

VRS `1

1ST IT WAS THE FOOD… THEN IT WAS MY SHOES/ 

THEN IT WAS THE CLOTHES… LATER CAME THE JEWELS/

SHORTLY AFTER THE WHIPS.. AFTER THAT THE TRIPS/

STILL LIVING IN THE HOOD… SITTING ON BRICKS/

WIFEY SICK OF THIS SHIT… SOO FUCK THIS HOOD/

GOT A BRAND NEW CRIB… TUCKED OFF IN THE WOODS/

TRAP STILL DOING GOOD… THE NUMBERS GETTIN BETTER/

JUST LIKE POE SAID…  NOTHING GOOD 4EVER/

I WAS CHILLING IN MY THEATER LAX GETTIN GETTIN BLUNTED/

GOTTA CALL ON MY CELLUR SHORTY SAID IM WANTED/

IM WANTED? WHAT THE FUCK U MEAN/

I WAS IN COURT LASTWEEK… I WENT TO JAIL THE BEAM/

THE JAKE PULLED ME OVER LUCKILY I WAS CLEAN/

IF I WAS WANTED THEY WOULD OF HAD ME… FUCK U MEAN/ 

HUNG UP THE CELLY ACHES IN MY BELLY/

EVERY TIME I GET NERVOUS… MY STOMACH START HURTING/

MY NEXT STARTED CHIRPIN… I DONT MEAN ALERT'N/

LIKE A NIGGA PRESSING THE BUTTON & AINT SAYIN NOTHIN/

CHECK THE SCREEN NO WONDER… NO NAME JUST A NUMBER/

ITS PROBLY DIGI HITTIN ME TO GIVE ME HIS NEW DIGITS/

HIT THE CHIRP WHO IS IT... NAH IT AINT DIGI/

ITS A PLAY… BUT WE DONT PLAY WE GET BUSY/

EVERY YEAR ITS AN INDICTMENT… LET THE FBI WATCH ME/

MAAAAN FUCK THE GRAND JURY… NOTHING GON STOP ME/

VRS 2

WOKE UP IN THE MORNING… CELLPHONE RINGING/

THE PHONE SAY SHALYN… DIGI MUST BE CHEATING/

ITS TOO EARLY FOR THIS GOT OUT THE BED TOOK A PISS/

ONE HAND ON MY EVO… OTHER HAND ON MY DICK/

SHIT… SHE KEEP CALLING, F' IT IM THREW STALLING/

I ANSWERED THE PHONE YAWNING… SLEEPY VOICE GOOD MORNIN/

SHALYN SAID HE GONE THE FEDS JUST GOT'M/

SAID HER SISTER JUST CALLED SHE JUST HEARD BOUT'M/

I TOLD'R I DOUBT IT. & IMMA KEEP DOUBT'N/

TIL I FIND OUT MYSELF ITS NORMALLY WORD OF MOUTH WHEN/

EVER THE FEDS COME ITS GON BE US NOT HIM/

I HUNG UP THE PHONE GOT DRESSED GOT GONE/

THE WHOLE TIME IM CALLING NO ANSWER… HE PROBLY ALL UP IN /

THAT BRAND NEW SPOT HE GOT JUST SNORING/

BUT HIS OTHER CRIB CLOSER… SO 1ST IMMA GO THERE/

I PULL UP CRAZY FOOT PRINTS ON THE FRONT STAIRS/

THIS SHIT FEEL WEIRD… TOOK A LOOKED IN THE GARAGE HIS WHIP AINT THERE/

PULL UP TO THE NEW SPOT IM HIGH & I FORGOT/

WHERE THE NEW SPOT WAS… JUST RIDING AROUND BUZZED/

PUNCHED THE CODE IN THE DOOR SHIT ALL OVER THE FLOOR/

LIKE SOME NIGGAZ RAN THRU HIS SHIT LOOKIN FOR RAW... OR/

AND I HATE TO SAY OR BUT SHALYN WAS RIGHT THE F'N WARRANT ON THE FLOOR/

"SUM'ONE LIKE U" (UNMIXED)

"CLASSIC GANGSTA" (UNMIXED)

LYRICS: LATE BREEZE FT. DJ SCRAPLIFE

THE SHOTTY'S & THE SKELETONS STAY IN THE CLOSET/

TAKE HIS LIFE… HIS MONEY U CAN STAY IN YA POCKET

DEM HITTERS ON DECK THEY WAITIN TO POP IT

WHATS HIS LIFE WORTH? MICHIGAN BOTTLE DEPOSIT/

MICHIGAN BOTTLE DEPOSIT X2

1 AR 1 SHOTTY 2 K'S IN CLOSET/

TAKE HIS LIFE… HIS MONEY U CAN STAY IN YA POCKET

VRS1:

SHOUT OUT TO JODY THE KID DIDNT KNOW ME/

HE WAS JUST TALKING… HIT'M WITH 40/

NAH I DIDNT SHOOT'M THE SHOOTER WAS MY HOMEY/

YA LIFE AROUND HERE AINT WORTH A EMPTY 40/

EMPTY PROMISES… ME & MY LLAMA IS/

ALOT CLOSER THAN… ME & MOMMY IS/

THE WORD AROUND TOWN IS RAN KILLED JODY/

SO NOW I GOT THESE CRAZY MF'S LOOKIN FA ME/

GOTTA GUN IN MY DRAWLS FUCK THE LAW/

MY BACK AGAINST THE WALL… I LET'M OFF/

THEY SAY THE ODDS STACKED AGAINST ME BUT FUCK THE ODDS//

I AINT DEAL THE DECK IM JUST PLAYING THE CARDS

I WAS CHILLING IN THE BUCKET AT THE MF LIGHT/

AND A MF OP TRIED 2 TAKE A NIGGA LIFE/

I PUT THE PEDAL TO THE METAL BURNED RUBBER MADE A RIGHT/

THAT 350 ROCKET GOTTA NIGGA OUT OF SIGHT/ VROOM

CHORUS:

THE SHOTTY'S & THE SKELETONS STAY IN THE CLOSET/

TAKE HIS LIFE… HIS MONEY U CAN STAY IN YA POCKET

DEM HITTERS ON DECK THEY WAITIN TO POP IT

WHATS HIS LIFE WORTH? MICHIGAN BOTTLE DEPOSIT/ X2

LYRICS: KILO [YOU ONLY DIE ONCE]

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2

OPEN UP THE BLOCK WATCH THE FLAKES FLY/

I DARE U SNIFF THIS… U'LL GET SUPER HIGH/

MF' DARE I GOT'M COMPRESSED/

ALL U GOTTA DO IS SAY YES/

FLOETRY THIS DRUG DEALERS POETRY/

SNIFFING OFF THE BRICK SCOOP THE POWDER WITH HIS ROSARY/

THANK GOD FOR THE COCA LEAF, I NEED ANOTHER COFFE POT/

I JUST LOST A NINE IN THE SINK WHERES THE SODA BOX/

SIMILAR TO LAVA IN THE BAHAMAS YEAH IM SORTA HOT/

WE BUSY DUCKING FEDS MANE MF' CORNER COPS/

HURRY UP AND WRITE THE TICKET PIG I GOT BLOW TO KHOP/

MF THE STASH BOX ACE HE KEEP THE 40 COCKED/

I DARE U LAY A FINGER ON ME LOSE YA ARM, NICE WATCH/

NICE RING…THROW AWAY THE ARM.. GET THE JEWELRY CLEAN/

SHOTS RING GUN NVR JAM KEEP THE UZI CLEAN/

ITS A DIRTY GAME… ITS A NOT MOVIE SCENE/

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2

A WOLF IN DESIGNER CLOTHING, SURROUNDED BY THE GREEN US OPEN/

OF COURSE I STAY SMOKING, THE CRIPS STILL LOCING/

THE BLOODS STILL DOGGIN SO THE BALL STILL  ROLLING/

THIS GANGLAND BUST YA F'N HEAD OPEN/

WITNESS SAW IT ALL FACE MACCAULAY CULKIN/

IDK WHO MAKE THE BEST GUNS RUSSIANS OR ISRAELIS/

I'LL MAKE SURE I'LL ASK THE IRISH WHEN I MEET'M AT TELLY/

WHEN I TALK TO MY KIDS IM HEAR CLICKS ON MY CELLY/

TELL THE FEDS THEY NEED MORE THAN A WIRE TAP TO NAIL ME/

SO BE CAREFUL WHAT U TELL ME WHEN U CALLIN JACK/

MENTION CRACK ON MY JACK & I'LL NVR CALL BACK/

I GOT DIGI ON THE LINE WHEN I CALL HE CALL BACK/

HE GOT SOSA ON THE LINE WHEN HE CALL HE CALL BACK/

ITS GETTIN CLOSE TO THANKSGIVING EVERY FALL WE FALL BACK/

I BE SOMEWHERE DOWN IN TEXAS WITH 5TH FALLING FLAT/

THE PROSECUTOR CALL'M WITNESS MY NIGGAZ WE CALL'M RAT/

IF U CALL URSELF A REAL NIGGA THEY SHOULD NVR CALL U THAT/

GOT AMIGO ON THE JACK HE SAID A KILO AINT JACK/

SO IF I AINT A D-BOY THEN WHAT DO CALL THAT/

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2