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Thursday, December 27, 2012

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/


Monday, December 24, 2012

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/

Sunday, December 16, 2012

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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"SWOLE" FT. @TRILLTHAD (AUDIO ONLY)

"DOGMA" (AUDIO ONLY)

"MASERATI" FT. @TROYCEASAR (AUDIO ONLY)

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

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

"NOTHING'S GON STOP" PROD. BY DAKOTA


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

Monday, November 19, 2012

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

Sunday, November 4, 2012

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)

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

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/





Monday, October 15, 2012

Monday, October 8, 2012

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

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


Wednesday, September 26, 2012

"REALEST U HEARD" (UNMIXED)

[THE CORNER REVISITED] RANRU x DJ SCRAPLIFE




01. INTRO
02. CLASSIC GANGSTA
03. REALEST U HEARD
04. THOUGHTZ OF A BLOCK NIGGA
05. SKIT 1
06. REHAB
07. SKIT 2
08. THANK GOD FT. BEANIE SIGEL
09. HOTTT FT. HAVOK
10. STRONG WILL
11. SKIT 3
12. THIS IS PT.1
13. BORROW MY GUN
14. SKIT 4
15. SUM'ONE LIKE U
16. GUESS WHO'S BACK FT. TAZ
17. DOWN AND OUT
18. HE PLAYED U FT. TAZ
19. SKIT 5 FT. SMOKEY GUNZ
20. U HEAR DAT NOISE
21. OUTRO