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Don Q – #Freeda9 (feat. Rowdy Rebel) (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
2014 Nigga my life done changed
Look at my city nigga, that shit on flames
Big up to Brooklyn nigga like shotta days
But everyday I’m with my ICM, sapase
Used to ride on them niggas block everyday
Tryna go rock, niggas tryna rock me
But how you gon’ stop a nigga that ain’t like me? Everyday with a Glock ’cause them niggas was killing
But I was commited
To all of my niggas so yeah I was with it
I was strapped with a glizzy
I mean strapped with a glizzy, looking for niggas
If I see him, I swish ’em
I’ll let Cueno go get em ’cause Cueno so with it
If he move, we blitz it
He ‘gon end up missing
My niggas so different
Better mind your business
Don’t start no shit, if you ain’t ‘gon finish
Bet it hurt your feelings
‘Cause the day you lack, my niggas is killing
When I get that million
Take care of the killers, the hood and the children

[Bridge: Rowdy Rebel]
I do this shit for the ghetto nigga
For my block, for my hood, for my gang, for my niggas, for all my fallen soldiers
RIP all my felons, free the felons
I do it for the real
GS9, we too 9
Ain’t no chill button
I come from the 9 hoe
[Verse 3: Don Q]
I’m the crack when the coke cook
I’m the dope that the boat pushed
Google me nigga, just go look
Who are these niggas? They so shooked
I got a bag, I pile up the stash of hundreds
That shit about 4 foot
Nigga that’s a C-note book
My chain hot, Kilo look
Just say a prayer if you care for me
‘Cause I remember who was there for me
I’m famous so I move carefully
I’m taking drugs for the therapy
It’s only one
It’s not a pair in me
I don’t know why they comparing me
I am the one
Look how they staring me
Wishing that they can get near to me
I keep a gun
It ain’t no fear in me
Nigga this must be a parody
My chain is a ton
All of this clarity
Raising my funds like a charity
My dog on the run
It is not fair to me
He said them folks tryna bury me
He just had a son but apparently
We never speak on the phone cause they hearing me
It’s clear to me
That I’m the nigga that the streets praise
Catch a charge then I leave state
I got killers waiting on release dates
Put in work nigga each day
And it’s overnight
I don’t sleep late
I’m in the alley with the free base
For the niggas tryna get they weed laced
Philippé plates when I eat steak
Remember I couldn’t afford it
The rent due and we couldn’t ignore it
Furniture put in the storage
I throw your bitch in the whip and I floor it
Shades? I Christian Dior it
She was just under my pics and he saw it
Then he went tryna report it
Gotta watch who you trust nigga
Nowadays it’ll be the close ones
Shit changed when the folks come
They gone tell em all about your coke run
Pay attention, gotta see the signs
Gotta read in between the lines
Certain things you gotta keep in mind
Real nigga, free the 9

[Interlude: Don Q]
Yeah, came in from nothing nigga
I know how it feel to take loses
Put your niggas in position to make bosses
I took over the streets single-handedly nigga
You gotta respect that
I put my hood on my back first nigga
Yeah, free GS9 nigga
Free all my niggas locked down
I ain’t forget about none of y’all, gang To the top we go, to the top of the ceiling
What about them buildings
No heat, no water, no toilet to shit in
So now when I get it, with me and my brother
Nigga we shitting
Kemar got a prison
Build pops a home, just to go chill in
What about my living? We still in cocky, get it with the posse
Calmly, shitting with the army
Tryna get in touch with my mommy
Just to see her sons living properly
I tell her, "me and Fetti good", thanks to Poplottie
No more bandos or public lobbies
It’s big house, big couch with a balcony
And I bet them hating niggas still doubting me
Shout out to Meek Milly, real OGs always look out for me
[Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel]
Do you see my vision?

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Don Q – Young Veterans (feat. Loso Loaded) (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Back and forth cross state lines
And I’m ducking the troopers and K-9’s
I’ma whip the coupe like I’m James Bond
And I’m getting head at the same time
Popping bottles with the athletes
You can ask John Wall ’bout us nigga
Thumbing through it with the doors locked
Don’t interrupt me while I’m counting, nigga
I was in the trenches when they found a nigga
Now a nigga kitchen got a fountain, nigga
Yeah, we 5 deep when we hit the club
With a big 40 for the bouncer, nigga
I’m a different breed
All these hoes getting picked in threes
I’ma fuck em all before they get to leave
And its Christmas Eve when I lift the sleeve
I took a dose and I’m nodding off it
I’m high as fuck before the party started
She said the molly make her party harder
I took the ‘Rari and I Mardi Gras’d it
I ain’t lookin’ for a bitch to sponsor
I’m on a mission, I got shit to conquer
Too old for the costumes
So for Halloween, I was a Fendi monster
I bend the corner like I’m in the Tonka
And I’m gripping armor
‘Cause them niggas on us
And its in my blood, I got a pimp persona
You can hit the store, I just hit the owner (Yeah yeah!)
I’m just rollin’ on half a star
Same color as an avatar
Leaning, twisting up my last cigar
Speeding, praying I don’t crash the car

[Hook: Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get plenty
Wake up right next to the semi
Loso Loaded and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, throw up where you from
Keep your kinfolks straight
Gotcha baby mama calling me the one
I ain’t running outta funds
I’ma get the paper, stack it on you bums
[Verse 2: Don Q]
Two thou for the shoes now
That’s too much sauce
Gotta keep the tools ’round
When we move ’round
Can’t do no loss
I do it for all of my niggas that’s dead
And all of my goons up north
Percocets gettin’ chewed up
I got 2 cups and my jewels on frost
She call me Chubby Don
I walk in the house, she got nothing on
‘Bout to drown my neck out in Aviani
Next check, I’ma comeback and flood the arm
Niggas coming with their sob stories
Like "Don do you got a job for me?"
Man, coming up this shit was hard for me
Now they talking thousands when they call for me
I’m not impressed by your fit
I just checked out of fifth
And they asked what the shoes cost
I put Chanel on my bitch
And that’s red on her kick
Yea I’m speaking that Loub’ talk
We was running through the block working
Nigga I can, I can make the pot twerk
You can’t walk in the bando, bitch knock first
Keep a stash in the floor if the cops search

[Hook: Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get plenty
Wake up right next to the semi
Loso Loaded and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, throw up where you from
Keep your kinfolks straight
Gotcha baby mama calling me the one
I ain’t running outta funds
I’ma get the paper, stack it on you bums
Codeine my medicine
I get on that lean, pop a percocet
Oh yeah, I’m just striving for excellence
Young veterans stacking up presidents
Hey, hey
Young veterans stacking up presidents
Hey, hey
Young veterans stacking up presidents

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Don Q – I Told You (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie) (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Bridge: Don Q]
You shoulda just listen, I told you
You left me on scene when I wrote you
Bitch you gon’ make me expose you
Don’t front on a nigga that know you
You doubted me from the beginning, so I had to really go get it and show you
It’s deeper than music, you really didn’t think I would do it back when I was local
[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q]
You shoulda just listen to me when I said it
Look at your face now you regret it
I wake up every morning and go get it
I know you hated how I never sweated you
I came up in a second
Jumpman on me they couldn’t check ’em
Hypeman on the stage with the weapon
100 thousand worth of Louie and credit
You shoulda just listen to me when I said it
I never responded to you but I read it
I got a bunch of diamonds on my necklace
I got a 100 thousand on my debit
You was supposed to be with me just countin’ up
But you wasn’t down enough
I’m drippin’ my jewelry is fountained upI choose bitches
I get them and pile ’em up

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q]
All my niggas want the same shit
That’s what they who I came with
If I tell you how my day went, your probably change who you hang with
I like money conversations, nothing else really makes sense
I like money conversations, let’s go and rob a bank then
Let’s go and rob a bank, my money no limit I might go and buy a tank
Hop out in designer minks, my pinky ring went bigger than Shabba Ranks
All of the dirt we was doin’, the work we was movin’
Like what would my mama think
If she had seen all that left over residue stuck on the plate that’s behind the safe
Now I give a fuck what your honor think
I walk in the court with a pint of drank
To pay your ticket on some petty shit
250 in cash on some Fetty shit
Now where was you when I had hunger pain’s
Because of fame or love has changed
I’m twisted, I’m sippin’ on muddy rain
Got me takin’ any drugs to numb the pain
[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q]
You shoulda just listen to me when I said it
Look at your face now you regret it
I wake up every morning and go get it
I know you hated how I never sweated you
I came up in a second
Jumpman on me they couldn’t check ’em
Hypeman on the stage with the weapon
100 thousand worth of Louie and credit
You shoulda just listen to me when I said it
I never responded to you but I read it
I got a bunch of diamonds on my necklace
I got a 100 thousand on my debit
You was supposed to be when was just countin’ up
But you wasn’t down enough
I’m drippin’ my jewelry is fountained up
I choose bitches I get them and pile ’em up

[Verse 2: Don Q]
Can’t waste no time with these hoes nowadays
‘Cause they always comin’ with they hand out
I asked for the number, you curve me
But the bitch was quick to give her ‘Gram out
But you come to my section you drinkin’ my bottles and you was quick to pull your cam’ out
That’s why I’m quick to pull a Lamb out
Got ’em full, full of me ’cause I stand out
If it get cold it’s aight
You could get low and switch course on a flight, yeah, yeah
You turn a hoe into a wife, yeah, I turn away to a hoe for a night, yeah
Lil’ niggas got me started up, I promise they ain’t goin’ hard enough
You gon’ let me go load the Carbon up, these bullet holes in the party bus
Private jet me, I’m chartered up, choppas on me boy I’m Harley’d up
Couple thousands boy you hardly up, I could spend that when I go and hit Barney’s up
It takes a risk just to pay the rent, I could pay the stripper and then make it flip
Take a trip with no 8%, in my latest whip making haters sick
I jump in the Wraith and I make a wish, they squintin’ they eyes when I wave the wrist
My chain, and my ring, and my bracelet, so there ain’t no need for the flash when I take a pic
30 thousand keep the collar froze, gotta stay away from outta pocket hoes
They watchin’ and plottin’ on your pot of gold, I can’t even knock ’em, I know how it go
[Bridge: Don Q]
You shoulda just listen, I told you
You left me on seen when I wrote you
Bitch you gon’ make me expose you
Went from the nigga that know you
You doubted me from the beginning, so I had to really go get it and show you
It’s deeper than music, you really didn’t think I would do it back when I was local

[Hook 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q]
You shoulda just listen to me when I said it
I never responded to you but I read it
I wake up every morning and go get it
I got a 100 thousand on my debit
You was supposed to be when was just countin’ up
But you wasn’t down enough
I’m drippin’ my jewelry is fountained up
I choose the bitches, I get them and pile ’em up
[Outro: Don Q]
You shoulda just listened, I told you

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Don Q – Protect Ur Patek (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Verse 6: Don Q]
None of this money get took for granted
Gave me a shot and I took advantage
Got off my feet and they couldn’t stand it
Yeah I got that dope in the hood, it stink
Nigga you thinking ’bout pressing me
I hope you don’t think I got shit comparing
They pulled me over
Tryna question me
I was drunk at the light and I should’ve ran
Coming out dodging a felony
Bagging up work was a specialty
I’ll really kill for the legacy
I’m not your average celebrity
[Verse 7: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Don’t let me get outta character
We breaking all of the barriers
We gon’ pull up and embarrass ya
Mask on nigga scarier
Money no joke
But on my way to the bank
It be feeling hilarious
Said he a goon
If you got on a Patek
He might just go on and snatch it off

[Interlude: Rowdy Rebel]
We getting that 50 back
But be soon as we go to Vegas
I keep an eye on the nosy neighbors
Got some new toys for the home invaders
[Bridge: Don Q]
You better protect
You better protect
Y’all know my rep
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek And before we was sharing a plate? [Intro: Don Q]
You better protect
You better protect
Y’all know my rep
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
You better protect your Patek
[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
You better protect your Patek
This ain’t a diss or a threat
I’m talking nothing but facts
If they ain’t feeling me yet
Tell them pardon my back
I was on 165th on the west of the X
Where they hustlers and killers be at
Plus it was rats
Matter of fact
I don’t even wanna get into that
[Verse 2: Don Q]
You better protect your Patek
I hope you never forget
I put my set on the jet
I can’t accept nothing less
Niggas talking about death on the net
But I don’t be checking for threats
Homie told me that he slept on the steps
So he had to dead the connect
I’m probably collecting a check
Pouring up, measuring tech
This is finesse at its best
I don’t know what’s on my schedule next
I’m focused on seeing my revenue stretch

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
You tryna save her
Like you got an S on your chest
Well I got a check on my neck
I hit it one time and she called me
I never accept
I fucked her and left her depressed
Presidential on my wrist
Won’t argue with a bitch
I don’t wanna listen to that
She just took me out the VIP
And necked me in the whip
While I got a friend in the back
Like yeah
[Verse 4: Don Q]
I’m hearing rumors and gossip
They saying Q is a topic
But I just flew to the tropics
My shoes is exotic
My coupé is robotic
I swear that these niggas is too outta pocket
And I can’t help but address it
You see the legends, respect It
So how could you peasants neglect it
I came out the gate and I said I’m the best in the X
And I’m setting the record
It’s just me and A
We match up a check
On Pateks and we very protected

[Verse 5: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Just me and Don
I might need another hundred on my arm
Might need another hundred on my neck
Keep it a hundred when you in the Bronx
I think she feeling me now
But I cannot remember her name
How you my enemy now?

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Don Q – Don Vito (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Intro]
Yeah
You know what it is nigga, Highbridge shit
Bitch they called me Don Vito
[Verse 1]
They call me Hollywood, I ain’t really with the gimmicks
Yeah, I’m 100 ’til they end me
.38 ain’t say a word but they hit them with a sentence
Damn, I’m just praying they appeal ’em
I get it from the designer, you ain’t finding what I’m wearing
My lil’ bitch don’t play with cheques and she FaceTime me when it’s clearing
Motherfucker, all aside I’ma yell it to ’til they hear it
When we catch them we gon’ air them
Ain’t no mercy, ain’t no sparing
Hol’ up nigga, hol’ up, hol’ up, now wait a minute
You want me at the club you gotta pay for my appearance
You wanna say what’s up, well take a picture, nigga stop the staring
Homie, please don’t make me nervous we ain’t peeking with the [?]
Rose bottles, we just pass them to the thotties, let them share it
She said she like the Highbridge piece, she wanna fuck me while I wear it
I’ve got diamonds dripping off me, watch your step when you come near it
I’ma leave the club with two and then pull off in the McLaren
Don Vito, bitch
[Bridge]
They call me Don Vito, they call me Don Vito
They call me Don Vito, bitch

[Verse 2]
For the record, it’s a half a key to get me on the record
You ain’t got it? Don’t be tryna bargain with me, just respect it
I tell bitches if you wanna party with me, just get naked
I ain’t got no time for leeching groupie bitches in my section
Fuck her two or three times then I turn her to a runner
You ain’t tryna help me play up in the field, I gotta punt her
I’m a get it type of nigga, keep a mindset of a hustler
Told her 19 that we made it, they still looking at them numbers
Wide body what I’m floating in, Louis Vuitton loafers in
No tints so they know it’s him, how ’bout taking your hoe again
Yeah, we throwing funeral parties and I’m promoting it
I just boiled the water and let the coke soak in it
I be heavy weeded, barely leather seated
And I’m Fendi head to feeted
I’m the one they kept a secret
Niggas telling him I’ve seen it
From felons to misdemeanors
Your homie is the reason they sending you that subpoena
Yeah, you tryna hold it in but how the fuck how you suposed to win
If they take the DA word, they gon’ give you over ten
First, you find her to close to kin
Then you put a hole in him
Execution style, I bet she never go to court again

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Don Q – Chasing These Bands (feat. Pnb Rock & Fabolous) (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

Fell asleep soakin’ a bean and this stupid bitch drunk all my lean
Hundred bitches for a sleepover
Codeine soda, top lean over
Nigga, I just can’t sleep sober
Ten pints before the week over
Like damn, new niggas they was never around
I know that papa will be very proud
Smoking cigars with Kevin Liles
Fuck is you niggas gon’ tell me now? [Intro: Don Q & PnB Rock]
Don
Yeah
PnB wusgood? Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
Philly, NY
[Hook: PnB Rock]
Yeah, fuck you, I don’t need new friends
Just me and my gang ’til the end
No I’m not chasing no trends
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb
Catch me a lick on the scam
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
Fuck you, I don’t need new friends
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb
I’m too busy chasing these bands

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Hit the bank and take cash out it
I don’t come if I can’t get stacks out it
I used to hustle out of trap houses
Now we live good and just rap ’bout it
Like a Nascar, when I’m back out it
I drop the top and I take the back out it
We never fight over hoes, no
We fuck ’em pass’ em then we laugh ’bout it
Wait, they try to come for the king, nigga the fuck do you mean? [Hook: PnB Rock]
Fuck you, I don’t need new friends (yeah!)
Just me and my gang ’til the end (yeah!)
No I’m not chasing no trends (yeah!)
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb (yeah!)
Catch me a lick on the scam
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
Fuck you, I don’t need new friends
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb (yeah!)
I’m too busy chasing these bands (yeah!) I be with the demons
I whip the beamer where I’m sippin’ steam
And all these diamonds make me feel conceited
If I tuck my chain, bet you still could see it
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: PnB Rock]
Fuck you, I don’t need new friends
Just me and my gang ’til the end
No I’m not chasing no trends
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb
Catch me a lick on the scam
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
I’m too busy chasing these bands
Fuck you, I don’t need new friends
I’m tryna whip me a Benz
Re-up and cop me a Lamb
I’m too busy chasing these bands

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Bounty hunter for the bands
I found another hundred bands (got it)
I might of lost of couple friends (fuck it)
But I found a bunch of rubber bands (yup)
I see you haters throwing jabs
I’m counting punches with the bands
I caught the wave for the money
Cowabunga with the bands
Oh, oh, count the money while I dance
Bust it, bust it, now she my number one fan
I found her thumbing through the ‘gram
Now we stuntin’ in the Lamb
The pound underneath the pan
Sound like thunder with it blams
Don’t make me go Westbrook
You got zero on me like Westbrook
All three of y’all is a dub now
That’s a triple double like Westbrook
That mean mug you rockin really just a I’m broke and I’m stressed look
I leveled up so my ice grill is just how the Rolex look
Let’s get it!

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Don Q – Chosen One (Corner Stories Reloaded Album)

[Intro]
It’s all about what you chasing at the end of the day
You chasing a legacy or you chasing the charts
So that’s how you gotta look at it right there, I’m chasing a legacy
[Chorus]
They call me the chosen one
You know I’m the chosen one
I got the gift I was chosen
Look at my bitch I’m the chosen one
Yeah, you know I’m the chosen one
Yeah, they call me the chosen one
Look at the whip that I drove in
Yeah bitch you know I’m the chosen one
[Verse 1]
I had to make an announcement
These niggas they ain’t really bout it
We weigh it and count it
Scale it then break it and ounce it and serve with the straight out-of-towners
I was the one with the pack, I was stuck in the trap
And I found my way in the mountains
Ordered the piece told ’em make it and drown it
Flood it and make sure my name is around it (Yeah)
Fuck all that lame shit
We sneakin’ in work on the plane trip
Look at the whip that I came with
My doors is doing the crane kick
Keep on sending threats on sight
Nigga trust me you getting checked on sight
I can never have a bored night
My camera roll look like a porn site
Feel creepin’ and I’m still meeting with the plug he told me the soft price
When We meet up I cut off the porch lights, I stash it right by the exhaust pipes
When it’s ringin it’s making me more hype
Tried chasing me out of the store twice
Security playing the door tight
I was in and out it by the fourth swipe

[Chorus]
You know I’m the chosen one
They call me the chosen one
I got the gift I was chosen
Look at my bitch I’m the chosen one
Yeah, they call me the chosen one
Yeah, you know I’m the chosen one
Look at the whip that I drove in
Yeah bitch they calling me the chosen one
[Verse 2]
Where I’m from it’s either eat or starve
I never had me a legal job
They don’t believe that we beat the odds
Had to rush in the spot before they freeze the card
I made em’ believers (Yeah)
They gave me a shot to suit up and lace up my sneakers
Remember they told me to wait on the bleachers
Now I walk in and I shake the arena
Telling stories like they heard he wanted
Talking like they got a searchin’ warrant
But the opps lurking so we buying burners
We don’t care if them bitches got murders on it
New chain I spent about thirty on it
You try it your head got a birdie on it
I’m feelin’ like B.I.G so I got the suburban
I told em’ just go put the curtains on it
All I know is get the money nigga
I’m shmurda dancing to them hundreds nigga
Every verse is like a bundle nigga
I can’t see you my vision on tunnel nigga
When the white on the cake that’s a funnel nigga
Your foot right out of place in the jungle nigga
I cannot take being humble nigga
I will not let the empire crumble nigga
Remember back when it was dark days
It was block lines for that hard yey’
That was all that we knew to keep the squad paid
But the jealousy made niggas part ways
I block em with Louis Vuitton shades
Now I got groupies my mom’s age
Look at the lights when the arm wave
She losing her bra when the roof on the car raise

[Bridge]
(She gettin’ fucked when the roof on the car raise)
(She sucking that dick when the roof on the car raise)
[Chorus]
You know I’m the chosen one
They call me the chosen one
I got the gift I was chosen
Look at my bitch I’m the chosen one
Yeah, they call me the chosen one
Yeah, you know I’m the chosen one
Look at the whip that I drove in
Yeah bitch they calling me the chosen one
[Outro]
Keep on sending threats on sight
Nigga trust me you getting checked on sight
Look at the lights when the arm wave
She gettin’ fucked when the roof on the car raise

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22 shots – Tay-K lyrics

But In the cafeteria i’m knocking down your tray
Niggas tryna eat off us but this ain’t no Buffet
I’m on beltway and i’m eating Fish fillet
Juggin and Finessing at very young age
Tryna check me close that mouth on your face
22 Shot nigga only chose to pay versuri-lyrics.info
Make em spin with that choppa that’s ballet
You know ima win when it comes to running game
Fresh off a stain now yo b***h want my dick
Yo b***h wanna claim yuh she smoking off my zip. Lyrics Tay-K – 22 shots
I’m on beltway and i’m eating Fish fillet
Juggin and Finessing at very young age
Tryna check me close that mouth on your face
22 Shots nigga only shot topay.. Tay-K lyrics
Video shots But In the cafeteria i’m knocking down your tray
Niggas tryna eat off us but this ain’t no Buffet
I’m on beltway and i’m eating Fish fillet
Juggin and Finessing at very young age
Tryna check me close that mouth on your face
22 Shot nigga only chose to pay
Make em spin with that choppa that’s ballet
You know ima win when it comes to running game
Fresh off a stain now yo b***h want my dick
Yo b***h wanna claim yuh she smoking off my zippp. But In the cafeteria i’m knocking down your tray
Niggas tryna eat off us but this ain’t no Buffet
I’m on beltway and i’m eating Fish fillet
Juggin and Finessing at very young age
Tryna check me close that mouth on your face
22 Shot nigga only chose to pay
Make em spin with that choppa that’s ballet
You know ima win when it comes to running game
Fresh off a stain now yo b***h want my dick
Yo b***h wanna claim yuh she smoking off my zip.

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Without you – Embody feat. Jack Hawitt lyrics

Yeah, no nothing can be worse than
The shelter pulled right underneath your feet
So I know why you don’t want that
But I was young, so let the past be. Embody lyrics
Video you When I feel love, I know it’s true
I know I won’t survive without youuu. I can’t take you back
No I can’t, no I can’t
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My hands are tied
Is this the end? Lyrics Embody – Without you
Nothing’s ever perfect
And I would know ’cause I’m the one to blame
Let’s just take a moment
‘Cause I don’t want this to cause a pain.(without you)
I can’t take you back
No I can’t, no I can’t
My hands are tied
Is this the end? When I feel love, I know it’s true
I know I won’t survive without you.

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Komm in meine hood rein – Eko Fresh songtexte

Weißt du jetzt, warum wir dicke Autos fahr’n
Und wir keine Zeit haben, für ein Haus zu spar’n? Weißt du jetzt, warum wir dicke Autos fahr’n
Und wir keine Zeit haben, für ein Haus zu spar’n? Weißt du jetzt, warum wir dicke Autos fahr’n
Und wir keine Zeit haben, für ein Haus zu spar’n? Dann komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine Hood rein
Wo der Tod hier geweiht ist, hier sind manche Großmütter dreißig
Fast jeder wird gesucht, irgendwo Polizeilicht
Und dem Sohn ist es peinlich, weil die Wohnung zu klein ist
Wenn er Homies vorbei bringt, hat er kein Selbstbewusstsein
Komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine Hood rein
Wo du ohne Ballermann nicht raus gehst, für manche ist Alkohol der Ausweg
Wo du deiner Mama etwas Para auf die Couch legst
Aber auch schämst, weil du nur von Harām in dem Bauch lebst. Oh-oh, Seafood, Tanaka, Fujitora
Purple Tiger, Blue-Red-Onigawara
Dreimal Herzinfarkt, krank ist Baba
Iron Monkey, Tarzan, call me, Nokia Banana
Alle Freunde sind tot, alle pushen Haze groß
Alle haben Geldnot, Aggression, Depression
Ja, ich bin Pislik-Ticker
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Gringos bleiben Trickdiebräuber
Spielsuchtdrama, .. Bringt Heroinkoffer zu Käufer
.., hoppala, Luzifer
Headshot, oh-oh, Gringo – Devilmörder
Null-drei-null, John Wick, .. Eingesperrt in ‘nem Kasten aus Beton
Wir sind, wie wir sind – das habt ihr jetzt davon
Weißt du jetzt, wir greifen nach dem schnellen Geld
Denn wir sind gebor’n in einer kriminellen Welt
Hier wirst du immer unter Druck sein
Komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine, ahhh. Yamaguchi, Gummi, Yakuza, SLS-Gang. Doch eine Mutter interessiert sich nicht für Para
Also Kul charra, ich bin wie Magic, du ein Fredo
Wir sind auf Loyale-Trip und ihr auf Ego
[Üff?] läuft, du stapelst dein Geld wie Lego? Eingesperrt in ‘nem Kasten aus Beton
Wir sind, wie wir sind – das habt ihr jetzt davon
Weißt du jetzt, wir greifen nach dem schnellen Geld
Denn wir sind gebor’n in einer kriminellen Welt
Hier wirst du immer unter Druck sein
Komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine, ahhh. Songtexte Eko Fresh – Komm in meine hood rein
Komm in meine Hood rein, spucken yellow in den Aufzug
Jeder von den Kanaks, die ich kenne, hat im Bauch Wut
Araba ist neu, wenn du Ellenbogen raus tust
Und immer bei Zahm’n machst du Welle, denn du brauchst Flouz
Glaubst du, dass dein Leben schon kaputt sei? Immer, wenn es regnet, muss ich daran denken
Wie wir uns begegnet sind, ich kann es nicht vergessen
Und dann stand er da und sah mich an
Ich sagte, .. und er verschwand
Tochter sucht ihren Frieden draußen
Weil Vater bringt Feuer anstatt Blumen mit nach Hause
Und du sagst, ich mach’ Batzen jetzt für Mama? Eingesperrt in ‘nem Kasten aus Beton
Wir sind, wie wir sind – das habt ihr jetzt davon
Weißt du jetzt, wir greifen nach dem schnellen Geld
Denn wir sind gebor’n in einer kriminellen Welt
Hier wirst du immer unter Druck sein
Komm in meine, komm in meine, komm in meine, ah. Eko Fresh songtexte
Video rein Bei ihm läuft auch, aber leider nur die Chemo
Ihr verehrt Scarface wegen dem Kokain
Ich feier’ ihn, er riskierte sein Leben, denn er war kinderlieb
Mein Ziel ist Paradies, lass mal dein Beef-Mief
Du redest viel, aber bist nicht der schießt.

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IWNR – Capital Bra feat. Magnis songtexte

Songtexte Capital Bra – IWNR
Eine neue schone rap Lied aus dem rapper Magnis feat. Capital BRA – IWNR
Videoproduktion: Pretty Dirty
Beatproduktion: Saven Musiq
Label, Management, Booking & Interviewanfragen
Capital Bra songtexte
Video Magnis

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Orezi – Halleluyah (Hustlers Anthem) Lyrics

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Cum o dai – Laola featuring Aspy versuri

Cum o arzi, unde iesi, cu cine stai,
Noaptea sau ziua nu punem piua,
Facem mereu ce vrem, facem ce stim mai bine,
Noi nu ne oprim, vedem ce va fi maine
Facem mereu ce vrem, facem ce stim mai bine,
Noi nu ne oprim, vedem ce va fi maine. Versuri Laola
Video dai Versuri Laola – Cum o dai
Universul a adunat pe strada asta multe fete,
Dar ale mele au alura de vedete, fete destepte, cele mai fete…
Stam chill pe-afara, barfim baietii aia cool de stau la scara
Suntem in film chiar daca e iarna-vara,
Animale pradatoare cu instincte primare.(cum o dai)
Cum o dai, cum o dai, vezi ai grija cum o dai,
Cum o arzi, unde ieși, cu cine stai,
Cum o daaai, cum o daaai, cum-cum o daaai,
Multimea e atenta,
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Noaptea sau ziua nu punem piua,
Paseaz-o la stanga,
Cum o daaai, cum o daaai, cum-cum o daaai…
Cum o dau, cum o dau, n-am mult timp, nu pot sa stau
Umblu dupa tine ca tu-mi dai mereu ce vreau
Si ma faci mereu atent, mama cand esti langa mine timpul trece mai incet,
Zic gata, nu te mai gandi prea mult ca pleaca fata,
Nu te mai grabi prea mult sa fugi la alta,
Haide vino langa mine, da
Cum o dau cum o daaai, impreuna dam mai bine. Haide mami vino langa mine
Ce-mi pui tu pe tava ma hraneste cel mai bineee.

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Real work – Apollo G feat. B.H lyrics

So can i see you twark
Can i see you teark twark twark. 25.8 nigga
food on my plate nigga
schr schr schr in a wip
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if you try to take my niga. Like skr skr skr
money make the world go round
so can I see you twerk like terk twerk twerk
can you please go down can u do the skr skr skr. (x2)
Money make the world go round
so can I see you twerk like terk twerk twerk
can you please go down can u do the skr skr skr. (x2)
I just got to do what I do
I just got to figure it out yh
Im just tryng to stay brand new
Niggas trying to figure me out yh. tcheu cusas guardado na peto
tudo kin ta canta e so verdadi
ma tudo kin passa dento e for a casa
cheu di nhas braza en ka flau nem metadi. Nigga sta dificiel controla
Enta chinti cabessa ta roda
Man I whant some leen in my cup
Can you please mix it up with some soda
Nigga bofias sta sempre ta rola
Cata da pa controla
Rasta frenti nha rosto ta rola cu squad
Bitches thinking im sousa
Nu ta bendel puro sem corta
Cabu mexel cabu toka
Nha samurai ta pega corta
Enteni rimas ki ta pega ta corta
Bu ta odjam ta gira ku nhas real nigga
if I eint real you eint real
let me tell you how I fill nigga
trying to book a fly to brazil nigga
Money make the world go round
money make the girl go down yh
money make the world go round
money make the girl go down yhhh. nu ta vivi dreto dento o fora ghetto
nigga bu sabi nu sta avontadi
humildadi e respeto pon chenti dreto
e tcheu real niggas pon ta vivi sabi. And two bottles of Bacardi
and this is Charlie right next to me
my friends there dancig with molly. She sed srry I only speak English
and I don’t really no nobody
girl all my niggas speak inglish
and plus we know everybody. whats your goal what your ambition
I know my goals I no my ambition
I know some brothers with no ambition
Just some tulles and some ammunition. I just got to do it good
I just got to f*ck it up
I just got to f*ck it good. I just got to cook it up. nigga nu tem gana vivi tambi
nigga nu tem gana vivi sabi
en flan nhas nigga dentu o for a club
enta cumpra shots for everybody. Like twark
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Like schrrrrr
Girl can i see you twark
Girl can i see you twark
Like twark
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Like schrrrrr. Lyrics Apollo G – Real work
I been on road showing real work
Niggas know i am from the hood
Bad b***h all she do is twark
And she let me f*ck because i do it good
I been on road showing real work
Niggas know i am from the hood
Bad b***h all she do is twark
And she let me f*ck because i do it good. We got Grey goose and Hennessey. Apollo G lyrics
Video work Like twark
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Like schrrrrr
Girl can i see you twark
Girl can i see you twark
Like twark
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Cand you do the
Schr schr schr
Like schrrr. we don’t give a f*ck about anybody
everywer we go we know everybody
when I do a show they love the party
im hood and they know so nigga don’t worry. Like skr skr skr. So can i see you twark
Can i see you teark twark twark. I been on road showing real work
Niggas know i am from the hood
Bad b***h all she do is twark
And she let me f*ck because i do it good
I been on road showing real work
Niggas know i am from the hood
Bad b***h all she do is twark
And she let me f*ck because i do it good.

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Hai spune mi cine – Alessio versuri

Si te alinta fara sa te mintaaa. Cine-ti da tie ce-ti vrea inima. Si te alinta fara sa te minta. (x2)
Versuri Alessio
Video cine Cine-i ca mine, moare dupa tine. (x2)
Hai spune-mi cine, cine-i viata mea? Ca doar tu esti dragostea mea. Cine-ti da tie ce-ti vrea inima. (x2)
Pentru tine as face orice mi-ai cere. Cine-i ca mine, moare dupa tine. Cine-ti da tie ce-ti vrea inima. (x2)
Hai spune-mi cine, cine-i viata mea? Versuri Alessio – Hai spune mi cine
Hai spune mi cine, cine-i viata mea? Cine-ti da tie ce-ti vrea inima. (x2)
Hai spune-mi cine, cine-i viata mea? Orice ar fi nu te-as refuza
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As lua Luna, as pune Soarele intre stele. Cine-i ca mine, moare dupa tine. Niciodata nu te-as minti. Stii ca te iubesc mai mult decat pe mine. Pentru tine sunt in stare stii prea bine
Sa renunt la toate intr-o zi. Cine-i ca mine, moare dupa tine. Si te alinta fara sa te minta. Si te alinta fara sa te minta.