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Saturday, December 17, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
LYRICS: COCAINE FLEE MARKET FT. BUB BENTLEY BILLIONAIR

she 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/
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
LYRICS: DEAR YEAR
MAAAN WE KILT'M/
TORE'M DOWN, THEN REBUILT'M/
UPGRADED THE SYSTEM/
THE DOGS WE WALKED'M, THE COWS WE MILKED'M/
WE TOOK OVER THE WHOLE SHIT… PILGRIMS/
SUPREME FOCUS IN THE BUILDING/
THIS THAT GROWN MAN FLOW TUCK IN THE CHILDREN/
WE DO IT FOR THE KIDS, U DO IT FOR RECOGNITION/
WE DID THE SHIT FOR FREE NO CHECKS NO PENSION/
WE DID IT 4 FUN, PUT EVERY FUND IN THE BUSINESS/
AND THE ONLY THING WE ASK U TO PAY WAS ATTENTION/
CEASAR GET PAID FOR ENGINEERING/
BUT CEASAR DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
COMPOSITION GET PAID FOR MIXIN/
BUT COMPOSITION DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
AND YEAH I OWN GUNRULE TELEVISION/
BUT RANRU DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
WHO AM I KIDDING ACE OF SPADE DID #'S,
CIROC ON ICE PAID 4 THE KITCHEN/
THE BOONDOCK SAINTS I DATPIFF'D IT/
CORPSE ON ICE WAS FREE IF DONT GOT IT GO GET IT/
THE PURP TAPE WE SOLD 10 IN 20 MINUTES/
FAM I MUST ADMIT THAT BOY COMP ABOUT HIS BUSINESS/
AND WHILE IM SPEAKING ON SALES IM TRIPPIN/
HEAVY WEIGHS THE CROWN SOLD OUT IN ONE WEEKEND/
CAPCOM JUST DROPPED LIKE 9 BOMBS/
IT WAS MORE 20 LIKE… BUT IT WAS MAKE IT RHYME/
360 SOUNDS TOOK OFF AND SHOOK GROUND/
AND DIGITAL OLDS STILL HOLDING SHIT DOWN/
SO WTF U GOT TO SAY NOW/
IM FEELIN LIKE EMINEM IN 8 MILE/
THESE 2 HANDS FEED 8 MOUTHS/
I WALKED 2 DOGS… MILKED 8 COWS/
U KNOW WHAT I THINK IMMA STOP THERE…
LYRICS: SUCCESS
PULL UP IN SUMN DISGUSTING/
WALK IN THE BAR LIKE CZARS/
STARS, CIGAR PUFFIN/
ORDER WHITE RUSSIANS 4 2 WHITE RUSSIANS/
BACK WHEN WHITE STAR POPPIN/
THE LOOKOUT I GOT WATCHING THE COPS/
JUST TOLD ME THE COPS WATCHING/
NO SHIT... WE DIPPED/
MONEY WELL SPENT/
ME & BUB GETTING BENT ON BEMIS/
BIRDEE GIVEN ADVICE US ON PIMPIN/
PLEASE... THIS BRACELET ON MY SLEEVE/
IS GETTIN ME ALL THE HOES I NEED/
SUCCESS ITS A MUST WE SUCCEED/
SUCCUMBED BY GREED TOUCH MINES & BLEED/
2 LEGGED WOLF… LEINENKUGEL & KUSH/
THE 3 4 20 TERRORIST, BOMB IN THE BUSH/
PUSH WHEN BEING PUSHED/
6 ON MY FEET, ANOTHER 4 ON MY TOSH/
6 4 THE BOTTLE, ANOTHER 6 4 THE KUSH/
HUSH… I THINK THE MONEY JUST SPOKE TO ME/
YA BITCH BLUSHED WHEN SHE SPOKE TO ME/
RT MY TWEETS SHE GOT A CRUSH ON ME/
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH THEY HAD ENOUGH OF ME/
ENOUGH AINT ENOUGH NEVER ENOUGH MONEY/
MAYWEATHER WITH THE YAE FELLA/
ALL WE SEE IS THE PAPER LIKE BANK TELLERS/
DRUG DEALS ONLINE… U CAN PAYPAL US/
NEED A QUOTE ON A BRICK U CAN EMAIL US/
WESALE@GMAIL PLEASE DESCRIBE WHAT U WANT IN DETAIL/
EMAIL ALERT… ANOTHER E SALE/
EMAIL ALERT.. ANOTHER P SALE/
EMAIL ALERT… WHAT THE HELL/
YA CHICK JUST SENT ME A NAKED PIC/
BUT I AINT FEENA RESPOND TO THAT BASIC BITCH/
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
LYRICS: 42-0
42-0 THEY THOUGHT I QUIT AT 41/
DIAMONDS ON MY WRIST GOT A SHINE LIKE 40 SUNS/
20 GOONZ WIT ME THATS AT LEAST 40 GUNZ/
BUT IM GOON TOO DO THE MATH 21/
WHEN THEY THINK OF ME THEY THINK NORSTORMS/
WHEN THEY THINK OF U… FOREVER 21/
GLOCK 21 EXTENDED MAG 31/
FOR THAT I GET 30… I USTA GET 21/
MADE IT TO 30…. THOUGHT I WOULDN'T SEE 21/
BALLIN SINCE 21 I MUST OF PUSHED A METRIC TON/
THEM PIGS KILT DOC WITH A ELECTRIC GUN/
YOU'LL NEVER BE KING LISTEN SON/
AS CLOSE AS YOU'LL EVER BE IS NEXT 2 ONE/
PARK THE BLACK WHIP HOP INTO THE GOLD ONE/
U COULDN'T WALK A BLOCK IN THESE COLE HAANS/
MONCLER BOOTS WHEN ITS COLD SON/
IN THE SUMMER WE ROCK TIMBERLAND/
SMOKE LIKE A INDIAN, SITTIN BULL RUNNING BEAR/
SNIFF ME OUT ANYWHERE OG KUSH X GAULTIER/
I BEEN DID THAT… U JUST STARTED HERE/
O' NOW HE A GANGSTER HE MUST OF GREW A PAIR/
I WOULD PUT MY IN ASS BUT THESE LIKE 2 A PAIR/
ASK HER WHO WAS THERE, ALL SHE KNOW IS RU WAS THERE/
BITCH U SEE THIS R ON MY VEST ITS A CREW AFFAIR/
FUCKED HER FOR SOME SNEAKERS THATS A SHOES AFFAIR/
FUCK THIS RODEO I NEED AUDEMIR/
THEY GON HATE TO SEE CEASAR IN THAT AUDI YEEEEAAAHHH/
R8 A8 OR THE A6, MOVIN THAT A1 SEEING #'S LIKE MATRIX/
WASH THE MONEY UP MAYTAG/
BORN IN APRIL HOW THE F' HE GET MAY TAGS/
IM LIKE MAYWEATHER WITH THE YAE BAG/
IN MY FRENCH MONTANA VOICE STR8 CASH/
SAKS FIFTH… FIFTH AVE/
EVERY NIGGA IM WIT GOT LIKE SIX BAGS/
MORE RIDES OUTSIDE THEN SIX FLAGS/
I MAY NEED A DOCTOR (FOR MY)… SICK STASH/
CIROC 5TH… 6 PACK/
SIT BACK, SIX SPEED WHIP LASH/
I WAS DRUNK OFF CIROC WHEN THE WHIP CRASHED/
& I WAS DRUNK OFF THE SAME THING AT YA BITCH PAD/
THATS HOW I GOT IN HER HEAD… WITCH CRAFT/
I SWITCH HOES LIKE 8 GRADERS SWITCH CLASS/
SWITCH CLOTHES DIFFERENT PANTS SAME CASH/
SWITCH CONNECTS DIFFERENT PRODUCT SAME AVE/
SAME SHIT… DIFFERENT DAY/
DOING THE SAME SHIT IN A DIFFERENT WAY/
SEND THEM GOONZ 2 UR DORM ROOM WITH THE K/
U CAN BARELY HEAR THE PISTOL SPEAK … MICHEL'LE/
PUT THAT THANG TO YA EAR PIECE BEATS BY DRE/
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