MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
plies - 1 fan
[Plies:]
It's Plies, baby {Plies, baby}
And next time you see somebody homie that's so bad
that you can't resist them
Walk up to 'em and tell that you they #1 Fan
[Keyshia Cole:]
Hey I've been watchin' you all night...
All night {All night}
So DJ play that one song, I've decided I had to make you
{DJ play that one song, I've decided I had to make you} mine...
All mine... {Mine... }
I don't need no more convincin' you got my attention
You got me baby
I'm your number one, your number one
I'm your number one, fan
Your number one, I'm your number one, your number one
I'm your number one, fan
See you got me goin'
Baby I can't explain it
Whateva you doin' is workin'
Baby don't change it
Eh, Eh
I'm your number one,
I'm your number one,
I'm your number one, fan
[Plies:]
I like tha solution baby for recognizin' swag
You still a virgin 'n' if a goon ain't some'n' you eva had
Prefer mine out tha hood, but I respect class
Glad you didn't let me scare yuh, how my pants sag
Gaurantee you I'm top, I'm better than your last
Good girls I love 'em, I like to turn 'em bad
One night I can make you forget all 'bout your past
When it's over be able to teach your own class
Opportunity of a life time, don't let it pass
Longer we wait tha better, we got to move fass
Before it's over my name gon be on your car tag
Tha feelin' you lookin' for, baby I can give you that
[J. Holiday:] (Hey, I've been watchin' you all night)
[J. Holiday:]
All night...
So DJ play that one song,
I've decided I had to make you mine...
All mine...
I don't need no more convincin' you got my attention
You got me baby
I'm your number one, {Your number one}
Your number one, {number one}
I'm your number, fan {Ohhh Baby}
Your number one, Oooo
Your number one, {I'm your number one}
I'm your number one, {number one}
Your number one, fan
See you got me goin'
Baby I can't explain it
Whateva yuh doin' is workin'
Baby don't change it
Eh
I'm your number one,
your number one,
your number one fan
[Plies:]
This seen alotta thangs
It been around tha world
Buh never once met somebody this bad girl
I unno if you a fan of mine
Buh I'm a fan of yours
Cute face, 'n' a pretty smile, 'n' nice curves
Couldn't even talk when I seen yuh
I was at a loss of words
Been yuh number one fan
Ever since I seen yuh, girl
Fell victim for yuh when I seen yuh body twirl
Couldn't sit back and wait
Had to get to you first
Let chu play in my bank account
To see yuh splur
All I can think 'bout since I seen yuh is his and hers
You've been promised it all in a line you ain't heard
I'm your number one fan,
And I mean erry word
[J. Holiday:] (Hey, I've been watchin' you all night)
[J. Holiday:]
All night... PHeyyyy}
[Keyshia Cole:]
So DJ play that one song,
I've decided I had to make you mine...
[Mine... ] All mine... {M-Mine baby}
[J. Holiday:]
I don't need no more convincin' you got my attention
You got me baby
[J. Holiday & Keyshia Cole:]
I'm your number one,
{I'm your number one}
Yuh number one, {Yuh number one]
{I'm your number fan!... }
I'm your number one,
{I'm your number, See... }
You got me goin'
Baby I can't explain it
Whateva yuh doin' is workin'
Baby don't change it
Eh, Eh
I'm your number one,
I'm your number one,
I'm your number one, fan.
Fan, Fan, Fan...
[Fades out]
plies - 1 day
[Intro: Speaking]
Man I hope y'all can excuse me for a little minute man.
Just sitting here thinking about my lil partner who just got killed
It's wild dog, how the mother fucker you love the most,
Seem like them the ones who always die first
Dog I just wish I had the opportunity
To just bring my nigga back for 1 day hommie.
[Chorus:]
Wish I could bring my nigga back for 1 day,
Taking by the daycare to see his son play
Then go to show'em how his baby mom then went astray
And how the fuck niggas that claim
They love him then walked away [x2]
[Verse 1:]
God give me my nigga for 24 hours, so we can ride
And laugh at these pussy ass cowards
Hit the liquor store, park and just talk for hours
Show'em how after a nigga die, how they loose they power
Nigga forget about you dog, after they give you them flowers
O'l tryflin ass baby mom, then got wilder
Now she fucking that nigga you robbed with the pink impala
And like I told you before dog that hoe sour
And you can fuck these hoes dog but don't howl em
Bitch you ain't got shit dog, money arouse them
After a nigga dead and gone they loose they value
Hoe cried at your funeral, and changed right after
[Chorus:]
Wish I could bring my nigga back for 1 day,
Taking by the daycare to see his son play
Then go to show'em how his baby mom then went astray
And how the fuck niggas that claim they love him then walked away [x2]
[Verse 2:]
When you first died niggas set around your momma all day
But since your funeral them niggas ain't went that fucking way
Thought when you die your dog suppose step to the plate
You ain't got to worry, I gotta I'm make sure she straight
Make you question if the love was real or was it fake
Outta sight, outta mind guess it's true what they say
When you was here them was the main niggas in your face
You ain't gotta deal with them fuck niggas, you in a better place
I almost cried when I seen your son the other day
You couldn't deny that one, boy look like you all the way
I thought love was forever, I guess that ain't the case
First you die, then they bury u, then niggas walk away
[Chorus:]
Wish I could bring my nigga back for 1 day,
Taking by the daycare to see his son play
Then go to show'em how his baby mom then went astray
And how the fuck niggas that claim they love him then walked away [x2]
[Verse 3:]
I'm sitting right here hommie, eyes full a tears
Never thought that pain last this many years
One thing I learned from all this shit, life real
Rep your name till I die, hommie that's how I feel
Watched how everything changed, since you got killed
Two days after you died, niggas broke in your crib
Niggas saying your lil cousin, the one who stole your wheel
This shit probably shouldn't fuck with me, but it really is
Motherfuckers showed me what shisty really is
What going to happen after I die, one of my biggest fears
Seeing what my partner then been through, got me scared as hell
I pray the god my life don't end like his
[Chorus:]
Wish I could bring my nigga back for 1 day,
Taking by the daycare to see his son play
Then go to show'em how his baby mom then went astray
And how the fuck niggas that claim they love him then walked away [x2]
plies - 1 mo time
I know you caught me cheating
and you tired of me lyin
Imma be honest with you baby
I know I crossed tha line
If you dont wanna fuck with me no mo than cool that fine
but before you go babe
Can we fuck one more time
I know I fucked up and sorry aint
what you wanna here but i cant change
that shit dog it is what it is.
you can go fuck another nigga if thats how you feel
if thats goin to make you feel better than gone do it hell you asked me about this lil petty
shit and i kept it real i know that shit probably hard for you to swallow still I aint know how
bad i hurt you til' I seen ya tears I aint asking you to accept how a nigga live, if you feel
like another nigga can treat you better, than it is what it is. but let the truth be told its
been my pussy for years. now you got all ya lil home girls up in ya ear just lets fuck one more
time before you give
I know its probably best for us to go our seperate ways, cause i know imma fuck up again
anyway but from my fuckin heart a nigga want you to stay but once you fuck up this shit can
never be straight i know that shits wrong i aint got shit to say bet you think a nigga didn't
give a fuck anyway i just had to fuck you good the other day and how that pussy was bitin i
didnt wanna scape you rode that dick so long until you started to shake and i can tell when you
would nut i can see it in ya face imma miss fuckin you from the back and how i grabbed ya waist
but most of all imma miss how that pussy taste
There aint another nigga who's going to fuck you like I Do you can talk that shit all you want
but baby you know its true I know i fucked up i said im sorry now its on you. you can play
stupid and give me away if you want too. if you say fuck it its over then i guess we through i
know if i caught you cheating ill probably cut you loose dont get it fucked up i aint tryin to
tell you what to do. whatever decision you make i gotta live with it but whatever your answer
is just make sure you can deal with it but if we do break up imma keep tryin to get it this
shit we going through right now is real silly gone cuss me out and lets fuck and gone kill it.
plies - 100 years
My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?
Crackers playin' a dirty game boy this shit wild
plies - 100 real nigga
Im Commited To Bein A Real Nigga And Nuttin Else 100% Real Nigga Nuttin Less I Stand A Real Nigga That God Take My Last Breath I Do This Shit For The Few Real Niggas In The Streets Left [x2]
I Had A Part Time Daddy The Streets Made Me A Man If I Had To Do It All Over Ill Let The Streets Raise Me Again The Enditement Showed Me Aint No Such Thing As A Real Friend I Had To Learn Of Da Good Heart That Shit'll Do Ya In Been Fucked Over By My Homies Been Fucked Over By My Kin Ill Bet One Motherfuckin Thang It Wont Happen Again A Pussy Nigga Break A Real Nigga Dont Bend Dont Trust A Nigga That Dont Smile No More Than U Trust A Nigga That Grin Dont Know If Heaven Gonna Accept Me I Got To Many Sins I Hope God Dont Overlook Me I Hope He Understand Free All The Real Nigga And Trillest Give Them One More Chance Until That Happen Ima Be They Mothafuckin Spokesman
[Chorus x2]
Everythang I Claim To Be That Whats The Streets Tell Me This Music Shit Just Make Stars But Streets Make Legends Not Bein Real But Stayin Real That Been My Biggest Blessin These Niggas Hate U When U Got It That Been My Biggest Lesson But Aint No Hoe That Can Hurt Me Aint A Nigga That Can Scare Me I Was Born To Be A Real Nigga So Ima Die One 100% Real Nigga Real As They Come Remember When Bein A Real Nigga Used To Mean Sumthin These Niggas Rather U Lie To Em The Truth They Run From Ima Self Made Muthafucka Thanks I Owe None The Niggas That Had It All Done Lost It Dats Who I Learn From Ima Real Nigga 365 Until Im Done
[Chorus x2]
Bein A Real Nigga Thats A Fuck Niggas Dream But Thats A Milestone Only A Few Niggas Can Obtain This Shit Aint Bout Money This Shit Aint Bout Fame This Shit A Way Life It Aint Bout What U Claim Only God Can Judge Me Thats Bullshit You Really Felt Like That Why U Tryin To Impress A Bitch The Streets Opinion Matter Thats Why Im On G Shit My Name Is All I Got Im Willin To Die For That Shit I Wont Change For Nuthin What U See Is What U Get A Real Nigga And A Fuck Nigga Is Sumthin Dat Dont Mix I Got My Own Cash Never Been A Yes Man The Few Niggas In The Streets Left Im Ur Biggest Fan
[Chorus x2]
plies - 2nd chance
I went to see my nigga, he doin' seventeen
One of the realist niggas, I done ever seen
Got caught wit' a bird, but his record was clean
Comin' back from Dade, on da Gator wit' speed
He a real soldier, but his partner was greed
Get out when he fourty, went in at twenty-three
How seventeen years worth one key
Some shit cost twenty-grand can get you over ten piece
He ain't wanna hurt nobody, he was just tryna eat
He had a real job, went to work four days a week
Said this his last trip, and he was gettin' out the streets
He a good nigga, second chance all he need
Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a second chance?
Wish I had one chance, to sentence the Judge kids
And watch 'em beg for they life like my niggas did
Give them a life sentence fo' some shit that wasn't big
'Fore they get granted they appeal they gotta do ten
Shoe gotta be on the otha foot for you to understand
The scariest shit in the world to be a black man
What my future holds, wish I knew in advance
I approach life everyday just hopin' I win
A lot us already lost, we sittin' in the pen
This shit crazy 'cause God, he forgive sin
But when it come to the system that shit don't bend
I guess it do, dependin' on the color of yo' skin
Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a second chance?
I thought it was understood, nobody was perfect
So, how can one mistake make yo' life worthless
God made us all, put us here to serve a purpose
Yo life in twelve strangers hands to come back with a verdict
But is that really fair, what if they all was dirty
You mess up one time, and they come back with thirty
But if you ain't got money, yo whole family hurtin'
Then you ain't got a choice, you gotta cop out early
But if you was rich, you wouldn'ta got them thirty
What if the Judge racist, nobody'd overturn it
The system fucked up, because it ain't sturdy
Welcome to America, home of the controversy
Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a second chance?
plies - ain t comin home
[Plies talking:]
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog
all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz
fogot about cha but I aint fogot about cha
[Chorus:]
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home and if dey aint
Holdin put a block on ya phone for all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin
Lone
[Verse 1:]
Wat can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a mutha fuckin thang but hope fun appears
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u don't think about it
Dem crackas don't sell licks in prison u gotta think bout it
Well like he told me tyme aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already kno
He thought he had hiself som soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dats all a nigga care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets r tha all tyme low
And deez hoes n homeboys aint ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya wen ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on dem dat mean im da pussy nigga den
N me bein flaw iz somthin I don't believe n
Der niggaz everyday that's gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight faze n kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
Love don't love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
[Chorus x2]
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple fone calls
N wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer hiz calls for yall to even talk
N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
N dis world it's a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don't die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die n prison , or we die of age
I kno its already written how imma leave ya one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
[Chorus x2]
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
The atleast u can do iz take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawg
plies - all black
Refrão:
I'm on sum otha shit I'm dressed in all black I'm with my niggas dem an all of us strapped
We on that killa shit sumbody gettin wacked you kno I mean business wen I'm in all black
It ain't kno faking nigga you see da key I'm in baby nine on me easy to cuff it den I feel invisible
I'm on that cup of hen extended clip in dis bitch shootin more den ten put on that black tee took of dat polo man
Try to slide on me an I'm a spray yo ass an in that back pocket I keep dat black mask an let him run down I bet I flip his ass
I'm ridin tinted windows no more clear glass one thing about me nigga I don't flag I keep on in the head no time to cock at back
You know I mean business wen I'm in all black
Refrão
Heard it's sum pussy niggas round hear talkin stupid you niggas playin gangsta
Who you think you foolin you must not kno me nigga you did you kno I pull it murk sum on sight
You kno I fuckin do it put stacks on nigga heads you kno ain't nothin to it
I gotta sum young niggas who love drawin stupid an 4 a stank nigga they will leak yo body fluid fo 25 huned they will get real stupid shoot at you for 30 days
Niggas with dat fuckin ozzy these niggas terrorize until I tell em cool it thanks to you fuck niggas you kno I keep that fuckin tooly I'm dressed in all black jus like a scary movie
Refrão
Jus had a dream dawg killed my first rap nigga I hit him with dat yoppa it was such a sad picture I let dat yoppa go hit him with five quick ones
All head shots shoot nothin but straight missles r.I.p dawg rest in peace pussy nigga I perfer yoppas cause dem bullets get dere quicker I've ben attracked to them since I was little
I dressed in all black jus like a fuckin killa
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plies - awesome
[Talking: Plies]
Bruh bruh... I am feelin' myself today bruh
Let me tell ya'll how I really feel bruh
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on my New York shit
I think I'm hot son
White girls staring at me looking like she lost somethin'
I don't kno what her problem is I hope she fuckin' say somethin'
Asked her what da problem
She said you're fuckin' awesome
[Verse 1:]
Jus brought a drop top
Feel like I'm in LA
Everybody watchin' me
Feel like I'm da movie
Homie got his first block
Took it from an Ol yay
Judge asked me who da shooter
Told him no compredé
Few dudes kinda whack
Certain names can't say
Streets won't hire him
Him have no resumé
I am not industry
Certain games don't play
Met her at da cheese cake
Ran through her same day
We kno he sweet
We call him Kool-Ade
I buy maybach
I don't buy dolcés
Half a mili to da side
Savin' it for da court case
I am fuckin' awesome dats what da streets say
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
I am fish grease
What dat mean?
I'm really hot
No M's, no placs
What dat mean?
He really not
Tight jeans, tight shirts
What dat mean?
He really pop
Ten stacks each pocket
What dat mean?
Real gowp
3 Becky's one me
What dat mean?
A lot of top
AR a hundred rounds
What dat mean?
A lot of shots
No cred, no stripes
What dat mean?
A lot of talk
A M worth of jewels on
Still won't cool off
I feel bad for him
Him he fall off
She said we did it twice
I don't remember her
My son told his teacher
I got a rich pa
I asked him why he said dat
He said be [? ] bruh
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Tell da truth don't lie
Who da fuckin' man now?
When I shoot I don't miss
So dat mean no rebound
She said when you beat her
She makes no sound
She get on my nerves I make her
I make her bite a towel
If you got a buzz
Means you ain't sold shit clown
He didn't wanna pay me
So I told him to move rounds
If you don't wanna talk numbas
Catch me when I cool down
I am fuckin' awesome
I like how dat sound
[Chorus]
plies - becky
[talking:]
Can ms becky please raise her hand bra I need some of that good head bra I need that becky
[Chorus:]
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
Before we fuck can you neck me
A little head then I'm ready
I want yo mouth gimme that becky
[Verse 1:]
Keep that pussy I want yo throat
From the head before you go
Wet yo mouth before you blow
Must get becky before I boat
You miss becky let me know
Licky licky I love that bro
Head nigga that's for show
I'm a lock yo jaw before I go
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
Before we fuck can you neck me
A little head then I'm ready
I want yo mouth gimme that becky
[Verse 2:]
Like pussy love head
Will pay I got that bread
Open yo mouth before you open yo legs
Man down I am dead
Suck no dick can't get in my bed
Heard me right that's what I said
Drop that spit right on that head
Squeeze that meat and hit the head
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
Before we fuck can you neck me
A little head then I'm ready
I want yo mouth gimme that becky
[Verse 3:]
Tired of pussy I'm retired
Ain't fucking her got to much mouths
Will put pose right in her mouth
Raggy pussy ain't my style
Fire head make me smile
Put that mayonaise on yo child
Gotta be grown to fuck with plies
Longer you suck longer I wild
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
Before we fuck can you neck me
A little head then I'm ready
I want yo mouth gimme that becky
[Verse 4:]
Just got becky I can't move
I love becky yes I do
I get becky I am glued
Gimme becky I do you
Don't do becky bye bye boo
I love becky like my jewels
You don't like becky you a fool
Outha put becky on the news
Becky becky she so cool
I don't get becky I can't sleep
I need becky before I beat
Becky becky marry me
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
Before we fuck can you neck me
A little head then I'm ready
I want yo mouth gimme that becky
Gimme that becky [x14]
plies - bid long
Refrão:
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home
and dey main hoe done put a block on da phone
an all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone
mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin Long
What can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a muh'fuckin thang but hope for an appeal
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u dont think about it
Dem crackas dont sell liq in prison u gotta think bout it
but like he told me time aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already know
He thought he had hiself some soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dawg dats all a bitch care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets are at an all time low
And deez hoes and homeboys aint ridin no moe
Refrão (2x)
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya while ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on em dat mean im da pussy nigga den
and me bein flaw is somthing I dont believe in
there's niggaz everyday dats gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight face and kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
*Love* dont love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
Refrão (2x)
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple phone calls
and wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer his calls for yall to even talk
i aint like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
in dis world it's a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don't die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die in prison , or we die of aids
I kno its already written how imma leave here one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
Refrão (2x)
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
The atleast u can do is take care of dawg, 2 or 3 years dawg.
plies - bricks on me
I got bricks on me, bricks on me. might as well say I got bricks on me.I could have bought 3 byrds with dis watch on me.I got 2 mo chickens on my ears on me.I got bricks on me, bricks on me. might as well say I got bricks on me. 4 byrds in a half on my wrist on me.bout 6 mo chickens round my neck homie.I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
Hope a bitch don't call da police on me.got all these god damn bricks on me, these bricks right here ain't gone for da low.when I paid for da chain I could of got dat boat.put my chain on da ground dat bricks on da floor.pinky ring on my finger paid a brick fo it hoe.all dis shit around my neck worth a whole lot I snow.I got bricks on me, bricks on me. spent a mill on da jewelry dats a whole lot of blow.150 for da chain dat a whole lot of dope.I got bricks on me, bricks on me.crazy young nigga dat an ounce fo da stone.white goon mask on me 5 brcks fo da charge.half a brick for da rim my whip sittin on.bout to throw a brick in da club betta leave me alone.
I got a whole life sentence on my muh fuckin wrist.dats a whole 36 round my muh fuckin neck.ain't gotta hit da trap, got bricks on me.while da jackers lerkin and da fedz want me.and these bitches want me. and it gotta be da bricks. keep big fire on me.I'm a muh fuckin hit.and my son even worse gotta brick in his ear.and I just left da mall spent a brick on da gear. got a brick right here and a brick right here.if you add it all up, dat a whole lot of years.I got fire on me, fire on me.so let a pussy nigga lerk they don't even want it.got a 30 round drum at da bottom of dis bitch. let em jump if dey wanna. leave dem dead in dis bitch.and I really like da trap and nigga still wanna snitch. gon head take a picture dis a whole lot of bricks.
If it don't cost no mo den a brick den I don't muh fuckin want it.you can believe it when I tell you I done muh fuckin spunt it.mo brick mo brick gon it muh fuckin done it.all these bricks on me I kno da indictment comin.162 carrots dats a whole lot of stuntin.all dis shit round my wrist dats a whole lot of diamonds.I got bricks on me, bricks on me.I got 36 ounces in one fuckin ear. cost a whole fuckin byrd to get diamonds dis clear.I got 20 bands on me dats a brick my dear.wanna take it all off den I'll blow it right here. got a stone in my watch like a muh fuckin ___.I keep bricks on me all muh fuckin year.I got bricks on me, bricks on me.when I'm thru in da club I done bought me a chicken. if he ain't ballin right now, den dat his muh fuckin business.
I'm ridin right now with 10 bricks in da car.got a quarter mill round my neck home boy.y plies walkin round with all these god damn bricks.he keep dat blower under his shirt he so god damn slick.I threw 50 in atlanta so god damn quick.and I kno I can count those god damn bricks.I got bricks on me, bricks on me.2 bricks in my pocket on the way to da club.brought 2 bricks jus to throw it all up.all dese bricks on a nigga lyk a muh fuckin bug.all dis white shit on me lookin lyk muh fuckin drugs. I got bricks on me, bricks on me.I'm on yak right now so I'm a talk dat shit.I got fire on me nigga and I'll burn me a bitch.when I paid fo da benz cost 4 mo bricks.I got bricks on me, bricks on me bitch!
plies - bruh bruh
[Intro:]
Ay bruh, errbody wanna know bout dat, bruh bruh, what dat mean bruh, it dat when u coolin bruh, and u know u da shit, bruh bruh
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 1:]
TAAT! I'm so gutta bruh bruh, she mad at me I won't cut ha bruh bruh, but I'm too rich I can't cut ha bruh bruh,
I got a couple goons that'll mut ha bruh bruh, I'm paranoid, I can't trust ha bruh bruh, da dick too good,
I can't fuck ha bruh bruh, da lames, I let em cuff ha bruh bruh, for real goons dats duffels bruh bruh,
OH, she want me bruh bruh, da hottest thang in da streets bruh bruh,
I don't fuck with dawg cause he creep bruh bruh, dem choppas, real weak bruh bruh, dats a .40 cal on da seat bruh bruh,
no no it ain't sweet bruh bruh, yes yes I will sweep bruh bruh, TAAAT cause dats me bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 2:]
TAAT! Dat me bruh bruh, Everything bout me G bruh bruh, I ain't da one who wanna eat bruh bruh,
cause me and ma goons real deep bruh bruh,
Everybody over here street bruh bruh, we ain't know nothin bout peace bruh bruh,
cause we playin for keeps bruh bruh, all us got heat bruh bruh, cash right I'm on ma feet bruh bruh,
On Gnac, I can't sleep bruh bruh, club packed dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
On every set I got stacks bruh bruh, I'm sideways I'm kinda passed bruh bruh,
Ma money right dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
Baby's love me, why they act bruh bruh, TAAAT! Dats me bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 3:]
TAAT! I got cash bruh bruh, I heard dawg doin bad bruh bruh,
I fucked his bitch das why he mad bruh bruh, HATER, dats sad bruh bruh,
Ma dawg robbed him for a stack bruh bruh, you broke you betta get a mag bruh bruh,
I don't drink whites on ma pad bruh bruh, da hoes trip cause she don't have bruh bruh,
TAAT!, I'm da shit bruh bruh, I ain't heard nothin flyer den dis bruh bruh,
A bunch of stacks on the fit bruh bruh, And neva eva will I slip bruh bruh,
Last night I got licked bruh bruh,
Hit the mo' with a bitch bruh bruh, and I ain't leave bout 6 bruh bruh,
Yeah yeah dis a hit bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Outro:]
Bruh bruh [x15]
plies - bushes
[Intro:]
Ay bra drop us off right here
Right here the blue house bra
Ay bra let's get in these bushes
When that fuck nigga get here he gets it
[Hook:]
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy
Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish
Keep bullshittin nigga I'mma be right in yo bushes
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy
Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish
Keep bullshittin nigga I'mma be right in yo bushes
[Verse 1:]
But get dropped off with them goons late night
We gone dug off with them choppas and sit tight
Lay right in yo bushes until you come back
And when we finish them crackas gone have to put you on ice
Nigga jumpin up out them bushes ain't nothin nice
We gone throw some shit but ain't gone be rice
Hollow points gone be whistlin comin back to back
Nigga we murkin we ain't worried bout you buckin back
We ain't come for the money we come for yo life
Nigga we patient with this shit we'll lay all night
We done did it before laid till the sunlight
You don't know it yet but fuck nigga you gettin wiped
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Got on my monkey suit layin in this wet grass
Got me hot pussy I wanna give it to you bad
Soon as you turn up in this bitch we puttin it on yo ass
Fuck niggas that run they mouths don't last
Me and my goons don't argue nigga we toe tag
You ain't do it right them crackas gone bring them body bags
Wanna see what you do when you see that ski mask
Want see you smile for that yoppa when you see it flash
We ain't gone let you get out we shootin thru yo glass
Walkin to yo car shooting that choppa lookin mad
Bustin from the front, the goons bustin from the back
Clique of young niggas gettin off in all black
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
My goons lurk all day lookin for spots
Tryin to find where you layin and what you got
Might done followed you home weither you know it or not
Until we peep something nigga we circling the block
Keep them yoppas on deck so we ready to squab
Nigga ridin all mornin since 7 o'clock
I'm on yak they on pills we ready to wile
So if you slippin and we peep you we ready to plie
Four yoppas fifty rounds two hundred shots
All us ridin with big toolies no glocks
All the yoppas off safety no locks
Better hope yo bushes ain't our next spot
[Hook]
plies - bust it baby
Aye can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick
homie
Let me bring you in my world, and let you know what I call my lil bust it baby
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang, ask around they know us
You'll know that's mine...
BUSTTTTTT ITTTT... baby
Everybody know that's mine..
BUSTTTT ITTTTT.... baby
Everybody know thats mine..
If i wasn't married to the streets, it'd be you
Yo lips what make you so cute
Love when you poke yo mouth out when you mad too
Save your number in my phone under Lil Boo
Like your sex but more love what cha do
Turn me on how you stare at me when we through
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan around you, alls I can say is "Ooh"
My favorite panties of yours the ones that see-through
One wit the pink trim on 'em and they light blue
Speakin' for the goons, thank god for makin' you
BUST IT BABY is what I call you
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang, ask around they know us
You'll know that's mine..
BUSTTTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know that's mine..
BUSTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know thats mine
you're just one more, he don't respect you
He just gon' hurt you, and neglect you
Well they gon' say what they wanna, yeah
I made a promise, to do you right and i'm gonna
Girl i'll do everything i can, proove i'ma better man
Than your friends think i am
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang, ask around they know us
You'll know that's mine..
BUSTTTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know that's mine..
BUSTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know thats mine
I just gave her a nick name, it's wet-wet
Cause when we finished she mess up all the bedsets
She got sommin' to relax me when i'm under stress
Never told her, but to let her know it but she the
best
She like to spell her name wit her tongue on my chest
If you had told me it was this good, i'da never
guessed
She full of surprises, I don't know what she'll do
next
But while she sleep I sneak and put hickies on her
neck
And when she go out, she shut down the whole set
love to see her in heels wit the slit in her dress
She like to do her own hair and get her own checks
My BUST IT BABY i keep 'er on deck
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang, ask around they know us
You'll know that's mine..
BUSTTTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know that's mine..
BUSTTTT ITTT... baby
Everybody know thats mine
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