MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
2 chainz - feds watching
[Intro: Pharrell & 2 Chainz]
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow tomorrow
Ain?t no such thing as tomorrow
The way we living today, talkin? right now
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Dreads hang on designer
Everything Mr. Comme de Garcon, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man these shoes I got on these are the hardest I?ve done seen
It look clean when you pour it, I remix it make it dirty
If she got good head and text me I text back and tell her hurry
It?s that category five when I walk up in the strip club
Throw it high, make you and George Washington head butt
OG?s never fed us, now young niggas fed up
Ballin? so hard I deserve an and-1
Baking Soda market and I?m gettin? it obviously
You a bitch, you a ho, that?s just my philosophy
And I?m known to kick it like the captain of a soccer team
Billie Jean red leather same color red lobster
And she?ll brain wash ya hair dog
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
[Hook x2: 2 Chainz]
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
I?mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching
Drop toppin?, head bobbin?
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Grams to Grammy?s, two guns yosemite
Niggas put their glock on your ass, fuck that Heather B
Pumpin? that amphetamines, all this D I?m pedalin
I be somewhere settlin?, somewhere that you never been
To the top you never been, you might need a respirator
Money on the rise like I?m counting on a elevator
You gon? need a detonator swimming with them barracudas
Put that rocket on that ma?fucka prosecutor
This Armani, this Givenchy, I parachute you
I?m so fly I jumped out the air weang Gucci (Tell ?em!)
I?m raw talkin? California rolls
Smokin? California weed with California hoes (Truu!)
Sendin? flicks to my partners in the state pen
I just got some pants made out off snake skin
See them shades you got on call Ray-Bans
And the shades I got on costs eight bands
[Hook x2]
2 chainz - like me
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love.
You're not just another bird
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
They ain't never seen a nigga like me uh
She ain't never seen a nigga like me uh
Chance of that is unlikely
2 Chainz in my white tee
I wipe her down and I pipe her down
I give my girl money to go out of town
You give your girl money to go to Niketown
And I one-night her, you must like her
Kill niggas with one-liners, all I need is one lighter
Counting so much money, I got arthritis
So cold I frostbite 'em, no Pig Latin but I hog-tied 'em
If she gets this business then I (make her fall in love)
With a nigga like me I'm killing this beat
Skeet skeet skeet skeet, skeet on my sheets
On top, from the back, I thundercat like (HOE!)
My girl got a big purse with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
Moet by the fireplace, this is how desire taste
And I'm 'bout to buy a case (leggo)
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
It's kind of just a love.
You're not just another bird
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me, like me
Tell 'em... yeah
Album coming this summer
Def Jam... TRUUUU!
2 chainz - i m different
[Hook]
I'm different, yeah I'm different (3x)
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing(4x)
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah I'm different(3x)
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing...
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Pull to the scene, but my roof gone
When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone
And I beat the pussy like a new song
2 Chainz but I got me a few on
Everything hot, skip lukewarm
Tell shawty to bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy
But the stripper happy, but they wish had me
And I wish a nigga would, like a kitchen cabinet
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good it's a bad habit
Bitch shit down, you got a bad atti'
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy
You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi
Ass so big, I told her to look back at it
Look back it, look back it
Then put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic
I am so high...attic
I am so high like an...addict
[Hook]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz got your girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly
I made her meet at the telly
When she meet at the telly
I put it straight in the belly
When it go in the belly, it ain't shit you can tell me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas we don't get along
I paid a 1,000 dollars for my sneakers
Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature
Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed
Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head
Well I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up
Yeah it's going down, so get up
Might valet park a Brinks truck
[Hook]
2 chainz - watch out
(Verse 1)
Yo, okay
All my ni**as with me
All my ni**as with it
All my ni**as balling
All my ni**as athletic
All my ni**as A1
All got street cred
All my ni**as balling
All my ni**as athletic
Pulled up in the phantom
Pulled off with a dancer
Got a pocket full of money
Kinda hard to keep my pants up
Ni**a tryna run them bands up
F**k a bi**h with my hands up
Lil Que f**ked the Xans up
Kinda hard to understand her
Duffle bags in the Escalade
Call the bi**h there a bread truck
Got the bi**h going retarded
Call uber for a spare truck
All these ni**as never scared us
All these ni**as never ran up
Bi**h tryna put the head on me
Ni**as tryna put the feds on me
Ni**as tryna take meds on me
Everything for the players only
Ni**as sunny like Arizona
Gunshots just for saying something
Spraying s**t like aerosol
You a foul and that?s a fair ball
Ni**a can?t reach the goal
Keep shooting that there air ball
(Chorus)
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
You getting mad
I?m getting rich
You getting mad
And I?m getting rich
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Watch out lil bi**h
Hey, watch out lil bi**h
You getting mad
I?m getting rich
You getting mad
Bi**h, I?m getting rich
(Verse 2)
Watch out lil ho
My partners still smoke on parole
They say that I?m crazy
I used to talk to a stove
I tell it to lock, shit I tell it a lot
Go to the dealership, fishtail off the lot
You know I?m coming straight up the block
You know I?m coming straight out the top
Shawty said she want 5 million
Cause I told her to leave and call her a thot
S**t, you can like it or not, damn
I?m coming straight out the pot, yam
Still got some eq in my stock, man
Ni**a I ain?t gotta lie
Ni**a I ain?t gotta try
You waving that thing in the sky
We waving that thing at your body
We waving that thing at your eye
Look at the watch on my wrist
Yeah I don?t mind watching my wrist
Told that lil bi**h I?ll pass
Ni**a watch the assist, swish
I run the track like the marathon
You ni**as softer than silicone
You know what it?s like when the feeling gone
I know what it?s like when the ceiling gone
I had a sit down with Farrakhan
Turn the White House to the Terror Dome
I used to serve with th? on
I used to serve with my necklace on, bi**h
(Repeat Chorus)
2 chainz - fork
(Intro)
(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
(Verso 1)
I got Medusa on my sneakers
My dick up like "nice to meet ya"
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
Then we aim at your people
I be higher than a eagle
When I'm sipping on that codeine
Free my nigga Segel
Ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
And I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls
Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
I'm all that and then some, my trap house is my income
(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
(Verso 2)
I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean
I gotta keep my kitchen clean
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze
Got to weigh me on a triple beam
D-boy in parenthesis
All gold in my Mr. T's
2 Chainz, two pinky rings
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze (Baow!)
Climax! Make your main ho my side-chick
I'm so high, your whore get hijacked
And my vision is pyrex
I do it big like a
Killed they ass with the [iPad eyepatch?]
I got bad bitches on my side
I done fucked around and got sidetracked
My first night, I spent five stacks
Next night I forgot to count
I'm so hot; who gon' put the fire out?
I'm the fireman, I put fire out
Got a pole in my basement
Tipped your girl like [?] now
Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out
(Ponte)
My wrist deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, wrist? "
My stove deserve a shout-out, I'm like "What up, stove? "
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold
So much money on me, it won't even fold!
(Refrão)
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
2 chainz - extra
(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money
(Verso 1: 2 Chainz)
12 gauge shotty
I don't like nothing but hoes and tattoos on my body
I got extra, you want some
Fucked your girl on accident, that's a hit and run
Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case
(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Okay, Southside I gotta own this
snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?
(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money
(Verso 2: 2 Chainz)
I just put on the run, 100 piece for a show
I just had a threesome for three weeks in a row (yeah)
Last name Chainz, first name Two
I'm Tru 2, you know I do it, I get head 'fore I screw it
first thing I do
Yeah you know I'm stuntin, cus I'm gettin to the money
Put it in a tenant, put in a tenant
Hit her with the morning dick, ooh, I ain't pissed yet
Yeah I rep the A they only thing I flunk is a piss test
(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Southside, I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?
(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money
(Verso 3: Rich Homie Quan)
I'm Rich, like Homie
I got yo bitch, from my homie, (2 Chainz what it do?)
That living room, full of that paper
Used to have a little room thats a house and an acre
Call her in the kitchen room, and she fucking with the bacon
Chopper lift ya to the moon, fuck y'all thinking?
If I get her in the room she gon' suck my babies
Tryna work her moves, she tryna move the baby
If you owe me money real soon, then you better pay me
Me and 2 Chainz, get it like shoe strings, strapped like laces
And I'm too clean, riding in a car A
Richhomie, no new team, boy I'm gonna start like Macy's
Boy I thank god I made it, got a couple broads in Decauter
I'm in the fast lane driving in the car going crazy
And I got your main dame, yeah the one you call you lady
[?] a million dollars, most important thing saving
And if you wanna book me here my agent
I got eight pounds in an old car on old net
from the skate town on the
(Ponte: 2 Chainz)
Southside, I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino
I'm riding on my rivals, survival, viable
Blindfold, bullets, for y'all niggas?
(Refrão: 2 Chainz)
I got extra
I got extra
I got money
I got work for his hoes
I got a black card
I get money
2 chainz - crack
Hey Jack, start that beat from the ti'nop
Yeah, Based on a T.R.U. Story, uh
Started from the trap now I rap
No matter where I'm at I got crack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
Standing on them blocks, selling hi'nard
I be going dumb, I be going retard
Get no regard for no br'noad
Pi'na my car, bitch, I'm from Collipi'nark
Southside, outside, and I'm ridin' round, I get it
And I look around, they took my style
Like mothafucka you trippin'
Let me slow it down 'fore I get a ticket
Nigga want a verse from me, it's gon' cost a chicken
Rev your mirror, shake it like a stripper hoe
Car so big it got a stripper pole
I'm ballin', ballin' like a give and g'no
All I talk is crack, I can get the rico
Started from the trap now I rap
No matter where I'm at I got crack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
Shawty got some real good p'nuss
If that shit stink, then she need to di'nush
No I'm not a killer but no p'nush
Get fucked, get slugged, bet you won't even get up
This us, 2 guns in my Adidas
I'm from the A, you a C+
You niggas can't even see us
Ear muffs from Neimans, Marcus
I'm like c'mon let's start this
Keep it real my department
Versace my garment, yeah
I don't give a fi'nuck
I don't give a fi'nuck
Make her suck my di'nick, till that bitch hickup
And when she call my phi'none, I won't even pick up
Started from the trap now I rap
No matter where I'm at I got crack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
Thousand eight grams in my b'nag
I be making jewels, work be moving f'nast
And you need to mind your fucking bi'naz
Get cash, get fat this will pay for tonight
New car, you are not me forget it!
I got more hoes than four hoes
I had a foursome for Christmas!
Let me turn it down my baby mama listening
Extra garlic butter I got Benihana issues
Trigga finger itchin' like it's poison ivy
Going so hard Viagra trying to sign me
I might get an endorsement from baking soda
Catch me cooking crack trying to make a Rollie!
Started from the trap now I rap
No matter where I'm at I got crack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack...
Crack crack crack...
All I talk is crack, I can get the rico!
2 chainz - employee of the month
[Intro]
Yeah (x2)
2 Chainzz
If I ain't at the party
Then it ain't started
This is trend setting
You niggas is trend following
I don't care if she's modelling
As long as she's swallowing
Bitches all around my crib
I got hoes all on my ottoman
[Hook]
Yea I love these girls
Bitches on my dick
Been around the world
Ain't seen shit like this
Ain't seen shit
Ain't seen shit
Ain't seen shit like this
Ain't seen shit
Ain't seen shit
Ain't seen shit like this
From the back, to the front
She the employee of the month
She shook her back then front
She the employee of the month
Back, front
I'm back, to frontin'
[Verse 1]
I did what I said I would anyway
I do this shit, like anyday
Nigga want to play around like a playground
Nigga laydown, look at that trigger plate
Southside, lean with the my MI-WI
Started from the inside, drag his ass outside
Chain so big you can see that shit from the blind side
At their neck like a bow tie, I'mma be a multi
Opposite of broke
You can't go where I go
Mop their ass, they got a motherfucking dry floor
And I walk on a tight rope
I got balance and them Balenciagas
And I woke up, whole enchilada
I got a bitch beside, I got a bitch beside
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Cause everybody needs love
We never seem to get enough
I'll show you what it's made of
Just need you to lift me up
(Lift me up x2)
[Hook]
2 chainz - capitol
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
This Jet Life, don't scrub, you blot that
Flow rugs in the Porsche, I'm out front and got my top back
Label me a author, forefounder of lifestyle rap
Watching these niggas borrow game
Not acknowledging where they got that
Though I fall back, let them run with that
consider those my rebel kids
Clashing with they father figure
When they know they wanna be just like him
Where might I have been without my pen
To scribble about what I done wit 'em
Girls that I took home last night, Chevys I sat on top them rims
I'm good in front of that camera lens
weed smoke when my video spins
At her house, rolling up in her boy shorts, my mafia bitch
Plotting up, I'm counting up, going for it cause I go and get it
So you liable to see her with me, my pockets fat, my tires skinny
Loud pack, got a louder engine, 80 large, all Benjamins
Vacationing, 2 nights spending, I ain't tripping
Fool I know how to get that back, homie my triple
O showed me that
Same thing showed my how to roll them Zags
[Hook: Curren$y x2]
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
You know I do it like I'm doing it for do
Watch the shoes, ostrich, you know what time it is like 2 watches
My reputation, detonation on destination
I separated, elevated: get salutation
I'm seldom seen in forest green foreign machine
Dirty south but the engine clean and that pussy clean
Criminal thing, a criminal mind
I got a pocket full of dead presidents, I'mma bring them alive
Riding shotgun with that K on the side
Bitches that I'm done with, let them lay on the side
Clock on your mind, I'm ahead of your time
Hublot transform like Optimus Prime
Diamonds on, diamonds off, shawty ass kinda soft
Tattoos, lip gloss, pockets on Rick Ross
I'm fantasizing a tantalizing experience
Bitches like photography, I just take a pic
[Hook x2]
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
I'm up in this, 442 on them Budnik rims
I'm what a pimp
All them gangsta bitches fuck with him
Bring ducketts in
When records wasn't really bumping, they was in love with him
To see him balling is like drugs to them
Mama calling for that Jet to put a reservation in
Ain't concerned where she going 'long as she stay with him
They be seeking that foundation, stable niggas with paper
I'm all that, but I'm stingy, you ain't write n'an one of these raps
And love, I'm so serious, you might get high from Henny
Get stupid fly at any event, spray some Ozium in that vent
Bring them hoes and tell them shake that shit
send my jail niggas flicks
We live it, she love it, in the kitchen, in the oven mitt
It's Jet Life over e'ry bitch
And e'ry bitch ass nigga breaking they back
tryna take care of them
We get high, we laugh at them
I swear ain't no comparin' them to no nigga in my area
This Jet Life, no play time, we cut them hoes, you carry them
[Hook x2]
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
And my reputation precedes me, they already know
I keep it capital G apostrophe D
Going hard, making it look easy
Cause when I do what it do, I do it like I'm doing it for TV
2 chainz - cut her off
[Refrão]
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying ho?
You Know I'm the man ho?
Nothing but a bird I'mma leave you where you stand, ho
Heard you got a man ho
Hope he understand though
You ain't nothing but a creeper baby, I'm just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
[Verso 1 - K Camp]
Creeping on the low, hope your man don't see
She will bust it down for some damn Lime-A-Ritas
Chew me like some bubblegum, something like Rasheeda
Gotta get my partner some, she on me like Adidas
Baby, you can't hold back, better stop flexing like you not
Your man tryna patrol then I guess he is a cop
But he really can't cuff if he busting at my spot
But I done had enough cause you making my shit hot
Blowing up a nigga phone, what I tell yo ass 'bout that?
Tryna hold something, hold my nuts, can you do that?
Can you play around with that mouth
While he hit it from the back?
You can't say nothing now
Cause we all been through that, through that
[Refrão]
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying ho?
You Know I'm the man ho?
Nothing but a bird I'mma leave you where you stand, ho
Heard you got a man ho
Hope he understand though
You ain't nothing but a creeper baby, I'm just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
[Verso 2 - 2 Chainz]
You know that ain't a real bag bitch, that's a knock off
When I get that work I get to juggin' like hot sauce
All swimmin pool lakefront
Hit it from the back, rearrange her lace front
Stuntin', tattoos on my neck and on my kidney
If I don't like that ho I turn her ass into a frisbee
If I dont like your disc I turn that ho into a frisbee
I throw it out on Old Nat right by the Wendy? s
Three cellphones and all of 'em jumpin'
I can see your hoes and all em' nothing
Yeah I'm a don don', Don Cheadle, Don Cornelius
Watch the Dom spill
Pockets fat as Don Cartagena, nigga, done deal!
[Hook]
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying ho?
You Know I'm the man ho?
Nothing but a bird I'mma leave you where you stand, ho
Heard you got a man ho
Hope he understand though
You ain't nothing but a creeper baby, I'm just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
[Verse 3]
Baby I'm ashamed, why you acting this way?
Heard she 'bout that action, you can bring her this way
Hit her on yo mattress, make you feel some type of way
Pass her to my migos, they gonna bust it, ¡Andale!
Please don't play no games cause I know thats what you like
Knock it out the frame, baby girl, it's alright
Yeah that pussy bomb, I just call it dynamite
You ready? Here I come, I can do this shit all night
[Refrão]
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
So what you saying ho?
You Know I'm the man ho?
Nothing but a bird I'mma leave you where you stand, ho
Heard you got a man ho
Hope he understand though
You ain't nothing but a creeper baby, I'm just saying, though
Saying, though
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off
2 chainz - 100 joints
[Hook]
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
[Verse 1]
Hop up out that motherfucker swagging
Hop up out that motherfucker dabbing
Had an old school on some 'rellis
Used to go to school in some Bally's
Flexing Macho Man Randy Savage
Oh I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say 100 joints a day
I had 'em pre rolled all yesterday
You need your passport for our second date
You know I'm fly nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too short, nigga born to mac
I hop up out that coupe nigga rat, rat
Hating on the style I hope you die today
I hope they ass don't find your ass for 30 days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Ain't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's the business nigga
As soon as she get off I'mma kick it with her
[Hook]
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
[Verse 2]
Time to switch it up for 'em
Time to flip it up for 'em
Got a Masi on the corner
Pull it out when I want to
Pull your bitch when I want her
Man I want another joint
Cold day now Styrofoam, that's getting to the point
East Point in this motherfucker
College Park in this motherfucker
West Side in this motherfucker
The best died in this motherfucker
My damn street know I'm riding through it
Four four two on the hood
Do this shit here for the hood
Why you niggas shit on the hood?
Two two three at the sunroof
Niggas spending like one tooth
Turn around and see white smoke
when I leave out the mic booth
I'm tight nigga that's known
Put gold on the white coupe
Put gold on the white tooth
Put gold on my wife too
[Hook]
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day
Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke 100 joints a day, lil' bitch
2 chainz - el chapo jr
[Hook]
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'ma bring it to ya
[Verse 1]
I wear Versace like it's Nike, you don't like it do you
I bet you feel this bankroll if I bump into you, oh yeah
Chopper bullets flying errywhere, got them chopper bullets flying errywhere
.223 chopper clip as long as Stacey Augmon., in the restaurant I order 2 fried lobsters
Napkin on my Balmains, smokin' with lil mama
Like fuck your baby daddy, his daddy should've worn a condom
All these grams on me, all these bands on me
Make her want to dance on me and put her hands on me
Sprinter van on me, I got them Zans on me
Driveway so damn long by the time I leave I'm damn asleep
[Hook]
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'ma bring it to ya
[Verse 2]
I done put so many on I can't fall off, trying to see how much the West End Mall costs
I might buy a Maybach and paint it all gold, buy a crib fill the rooms up with all stoves
[?] pocket full of money [?]
I feel like I just paid off the plug, drop the top off the whip, hell I receive
High life nights so I woke up this evening, can't pimp me so don't you tip me
Rims on the car make it six feet, so I can park the car wherever the blimps be
I want a bird for my birthday, I drink syrup with no pancakes
Yeah, bitches round my pool, I make them hoe look like my landscape
Yeah, El Chapo J R R, multicolor A.R. rules
Looking like I play ball, tell 'em keep they day jobs
[Hook]
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'ma bring it to ya
2 chainz - everything i know
[Hook]
The streets have taught me everything I know (x7)
The streets have taught me everything (I know)
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
With my back against the wall ain't no pressure
When the defense really on, ain?t no test
Pull up real slow in a taxi
Gunshots turn em into athletes
I was hungry for a mil I gotta have it
Drove a couple couple cars up the mansion (Nah foreal at one time)
Smoked a whole seven sitting in the traffic
And niggas couldn't beat me if they practiced
Used to use my safe for a mattress
Used to use my mattress for a safe
See I could count a hundred thousand backwards (99, 98, 97.)
And I'm just tryna get it every day
They feigning for the trappers and the rappers (x3)
And now your mall on that, shawty what?s happenin'
[Hook]
The streets have taught me everything I know (x7)
The streets have taught me everything
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Everything I know
Used to hustle at the store
Used to get it with my bros
Used to bet on tenfold
Now I'm all around the coast
I be all up on the pole
I be smokin' on that gas
It might make them bitches choke
Old school with the rallies
Used to meet them up at rallies
So it?s fuck your P
The streets have taught me how to get it (get it)
[Hook]
The streets have taught me everything I know (x7)
The streets have taught me everything (I know)
Everything I know
2 chainz - get out the bed
Uh let me get a caesar salad, please
With croutons and codeine dressing, and a diet codeine
On a codeine diet
I get all that shit, I get back on that shit
When I get out the bed, I grind, I hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Did it before and I'll do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Do it again
Been 'posed to stop drinkin'
Pocket full of Ben Franklins
Y'all niggas been hatin'
Balmain mixtape
Surround the booth with yellow tape
Zip the kush then meditate
Your ladder straight, you featherweight
You heavyweight, it's Saturday
Gladiator, tell your neighbor
Gun on table, Buick Lesabre
Do you now, do you later
Dice game, pool table
Two flavors, too anxious
Got to kill these niggas
I don't feel these niggas
Them some stealin' niggas
Them lil' bitty niggas
On Peter St. at my buildin'
Nigga, Keisha's daycare
Was half a million, nigga
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Did it before and I'll do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Did it before
Fell off, came up
Fell off, came back up
Pulled a doolie in Magic parkin' lot
Came back up
Go to the door, don't get searched
Don't have to pay
Walk in, get ones, order wings
Nigga, this the A
Ap, Hublot, Patek, Rollie, gold teeth
Niggas stealin' so much sauce
Them niggas damn near stole me
They stole the swag and they stole my license
You don't know about my sacrifices
Today I worked out on my triceps
Bought a room just to shoot dice in
Whip same color Cicely Tyson
Smokin' gas one of my original vices
Made a mil' off my phone devices
Listen to your own advices
I'm laid up, but I'm prayed up
You a handful, you a A cup
Might rock a jersey and a Jacob
Y'all young niggas need to wake up
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Get out the bed and grind and hustle
Did it before and I'll do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Did it before, I'ma do it again
Did it before
2 chainz - dedication
[Intro]
You gotta known how to have fun when you get these checks man. Nah, I?mma put this on your camera. You need? I?m bout to tell you right now. Tell me what I need. Tity Boi. Tity Boi. You need to tell Cris go on let you go. Young Mula it out, we have fun over here, we just eating. We having fun, we just doing stuff, we don?t even care about. (Go get my shit). Young Money, we care
[Verse 1]
If it wasn?t for Wayne, it wouldn?t be
A lot of dudes in the game, including me
We was smoking that gas in ?03
Was gon? sell a few bags to Lil Fee
Couple years removed from HBs
Tatted lyrics from Jigga to Jay-Z
I went to Eastover before Katrina
Remember going to Magic riding in my Beamer
And this was way before FEMA, and you was rappin? and singin?
And I was slanging the Ps and smoking nigga like Newport
Comin up off of Too Short, my underwear was my hoop shorts
And then I went on tour and recorded a song on your tour bus
And that was ?08, that?s the first time I met Drake
When I hit your cup with that drank, had a nigga stomach like wait
[Hook]
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dio, yea that my dog
[Verse 2]
You relocated to MIA
You told me shawdy this where I stay
I came down to pay a visit
You told me Zoe Pound and them was trippin
And you, you wasn?t dippin?
Had the M-16 and with the extra clip, ready to act ignorant
Ridin? off in the Phantom, and Mr. G he was driving
Pumpin? that Playaz Circle, you told me that we was riding
And I told you that I was rappin?, I told you I wasn?t writing
You said Luda was foolish because he wasn?t excited
That was way before Tyga, I saw Nicki with Gucci
You said, ?You can make a million rappin? ?bout some pussy, I did.?
T, Fuke, Mally Mal, shining like Armor Oil
You can ask Mack, I was YM ?fore all of y?all
Stunna said I reminded him of Johnny
In this world you either selling or you buying
[Hook]
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
[Verse 3]
You tatted your face and changed the culture
You screamed soowoo and them gangstas loved it
You bought a Bugatti so you can flex
And most of the bad bitches your ex
Ride ?til the wheels fall off and they got wobbly
Duffle Bag video, we shot that bitch on Godby
You was holding a sty-ry, I had more gold than a pirate
They said it ain?t about stylin?, what they tryin? to kick knowledge
Duffle Bag Boys, yea I can?t forget Dolla
In going to get the money, it?s some words that I follow
I swallow my pride, smoking endo outside
Straight from Collegrove, I?m reporting live
[Hook]
That my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea, that my dog, that my dog uhh, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, that my dog, yea that my dog
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