MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
dj khaled - hit em up
[Chorus] (Paul Wall)
I'm comin down, I'm actin bad
I'm chunkin dueces and I'm choppin up the slab
I'm comin through, I'm tippin dime
I'm sho a naked and I'm straight actin a clown (x2)
(Bun B)
I'm a certified D-boy, a real big nutta
A candy car strutta that be sittin' on butta
Comin' straight up out the gutta with the cordaless cutta
Man, what is that? The Chinese choppa that likens Mr. Studda
What a f*cked up predicament (Damn), a scary scenario
Automatics in ya face have you preparin' ya burial
They tracin' tha weapon after you scratch off the serial
Leaves you up like cereal, there it is and there we go
Some bad Didos ridin' off in tha wind and
Ni**a we got all ya soft in ya hands so don't pretend
Like this ain't what it was (was) or we ain't what you say (say)
I'll make a high cappa or court fraud light in tha day
Cuz in the middle of the street in height of tha traffic
Watch what you say when we meet cuz they know might get yo ass kicked
End up in a pickle like a Vlasic, UGK ni**a
We cost like a foreign but get respect like a classic muthaf*
[[Chorus]
(Paul Wall)
This Paul Wall, baby, Swishahouse spokesperson
Choppin up tha slab, spokes turnin, bobbies searchin
Shoppers splergin, Caked up cuz my pockets swoll
I'm callin plays, pullin broads, I just think and roll
I'm from that lone star, tippin dime dat candy car
Get it shined on 59, Lean and tuck I'll cut some more
Hoes wanna who we are, Fathers wanna know what we get
Hatas wanna talk down a knot, but they just mad cuz they ain't hot
They ain't got the cash that I got,
They don't know what my hood 'bout
They don't know about trunks that pop on Lambo's that blaze tha chop
Countin cash and stackin not, South victory back to Scott
Crawlin like big crocodile, I'm diamond smile and Johnny watch
I'm with my partner, box, you and you and not wit 'cho
Rick boy, yeah that's fo' sho', breakin em off, you already know
Drive slow like Kanye West, and Branyan Wayans, and Manny Mesh
A swishahouse chain on my chest, I keep it fresh, We are the best
[Chorus]
dj khaled - legendary
(Keyshia Cole)
You know I seen some things
It's important to stay strong
What's up DJ Khaled, it's your girl KC...
(Chorus: Chris Brown)
In the... we'll carry
On the weight of this world
In the... we'll make sure all
The people know how it feels
You could be legendary...
(Chris Brown)
Baby don't cry no more
Cause i'm here to show you the way
I know you got some fight in you, oh
So don't make losing so easy, oh!
(Keyshia Cole)
Everybody's gonna fight
And everybody's gonna fall
But the one standing up who's always the strongest
So I can't imagine if I never went through nothing
I wouldn't be a fighter and
I wouldn't last for long in this now...
(Chorus: Chris Brown)
In the... we'll carry
On the weight of this world
In the... we'll make sure all
The people know how it feels
You could be legendary...
(Chris Brown)
Legends are born and created
Nothing's free so I take it
It takes the determination
Not nations...
(Keyshia Cole)
Everybody's gonna fight
And everybody's gonna fall
But the one standing up who's
Always the strongest
So I can't imagine if I never
Went through nothing
I wouldn't be a fighter and
I wouldn't last for long in this now...
(Chorus: Chris Brown)
In the... we'll carry
On the weight of this world
In the... we'll make sure all
The people know how it feels
You could be legendary...
(Ne-Yo)
I promise i'ma do it better
Than anybody's ever seen
That I will be everything that everybody
Told me I would never be
I won't go down
Got my feet on the ground so when
I'm on my back, my head's to the sky
I won't come down
No, not ever
You can see in my eyes
I will be legendary...
(Chorus: Chris Brown)
In the... we'll carry
On the weight of this world
In the... we'll make sure all
The people know how it feels
You could be legendary...
(DJ Khaled)
I remember when they told me no
I looked them right in their
Eyes and I told them yes
Don't let nobody stop your dreams
Keep winning
Rise to the top
Keep your head up
Young world
The world is yours
We the best...
dj khaled - out here grindin
[DJ Khaled:]
DJ Khaled,
We the best season
Has returned
I do this
For the streets
The runners
Cause i'm out here grindin'
Cause i'm out here grindin'
Hey Hey
I don't care what nobody say
ima be me (be me)
stay hood stay rasied in the streets
(cause i'm out here grindin')
talking about greatness whenever they speak about me (cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't spitting nothing with nobody homie
I gotta gimme me
(cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
ain't nothing to me cause i am the streets.
[Rick Ross:]
Ricky ross,
put my life on the line
but i'm likely to rhyme
i'm on top of the game
if you like it or not
ask how I get freesh
strawberry swishy sweets
you'll be dealing with H when you dealing with G's
flashing deal with the realest
shopping like it's still december
diplomat on the fender of the phantom i'm the winner
I do it for the hood
I do it cause you're gay
you suckers wish you could ricky ross is in the bank
[Plies:]
Hey feds,
heard your bringing my name up
Know you want me back
think I give a fuck
better dyte me now
before price go up
came in the world thuggin leaving with big nuts
yeah I run with killas homie so what
what you want me to tell
I sold you to lil dust?
sitting on your forign
I bet he leave butts
ain't scared to go
I beileve in jesus
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
ima be me (be me)
stay hood stay rasied in the streets
(cause i'm out here grindin')
talking about greatness whenever they speak about me (cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't spitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta gimme me
(cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
ain't nothing to me
cause i am the streets
[Lil Boosie:]
W E T H E B E S T DJ Khaled (WE DA BEST)
W E T H E B E S T (DJ Khaled) That's ME!
W E T H E B E S T DJ Khaled (WE DA BEST)
W E T H E B E S T (DJ Khaled) That's ME
I wake up to get my cake up i'm algie brown
what can I say
i'm a product of my environment
uh oh, i'm in the game
watch me do me
Kickin these niggas
khaled man call that bruce lee
summer winter spring I can't forget the fall
I still remain a dog
a diabetic and all
All I want is my paper
I don't care what they say
they stick their tounge out when they bow their head (Cause We Da Best)
[Trick Daddy:]
you niggas fly
before you were just maggots
i'm the shit bitch
because i'm black flagging
yes sir DR the new sqaud
you niggas soft
we go hard
they like oh god there go t double
he got his click and his brothers
I know it's gon be trouble
dark boys on the black gas see they don't black mask
now they can stand my black ass
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
ima be me (be me)
stay hood stay rasied in the streets
(cause i'm out here grindin')
talking about greatness whenever they speak about me (cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't spitting nothing with nobody homie
I gotta gimme me
(cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
ain't nothing to me cause i am the streets
[Ace Hood:]
Hey knock knock
yee i'm knocking on the Bank's door
gimme the million dollars and i'm dropping off the cash flow
see you ain't heard I hit a nit
now my money right
spend it on the u-haul dippin on the turn pipe
call up my dogs
brag up my face
bodies gon fall
tell em it's ace
if I catch a charge
i'm gon flee the state
my nigga's LA Reid and Khaled
watch me beat the case
[Lil Wayne:]
hahhhaha
and we are the best
and weezy be the shhh
like two H's after S
I got these niggas on shhh like I gon deaf
and i'm right right
and your wrong left
hahahahaha
check out this bizarre
I am regularly irregular
Khaled best DJ
weezy best rapper
if khaled say it's a movie then weezy best actor
[Akon:]
I don't care what nobody say
ima be me (be me)
stay hood stay rasied on the streets
(cause i'm out here grindin')
talking about greatness
whenever they speak about me (cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta gimme me
(cause i'm out here grindin')
I ain't slipping 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
ain't nothing to me cause i am the streets
dj khaled - rockin all my chains on
Dj Khaled
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
Bun B
Right
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
With this bud be it khaled
You know that it's a winner
You know I got the yams like a thanksgiving dinner
I'm trappin on ham like a thanksgiving dinner
And bringin a drummer like I'm mr. thansgiving nigga
The game it's switched up
In white winter black
So gimme ? hook me up the fact though
Mo money mo ice
I ain't buying no price swear I'm on that one time
They lookin' so nice
These old ladies saying he look like a low life
I'm in the foreign with a foreign makin your wife
Got me a piece of a pie
Now where's your slice.
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
Birdman
Shawty in lights
Roll another dice
Big money bitch
Cash money life
Flip another chicken
Bought another chicken
Cook another chicken
Fucked her in the kitchen
Pack another meal
Hot up in the feel
Always strapped
Me and khaled in the hill
Diamond close to ice
Fly poppin flights
Uptown solider spit the meal on the watch
And as I proceed to make some more G's
Represent my city
Shoe for bee
Uptown G's
YMC B's
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
Soulja Boy
Hey,hey,hey,hey,hey,hey
Soulja Boy Tell em
Ra,ra,ra,ra,ra,ra,ra,ra,ra,Yeah
10 diamond chains on my neck
I called DJ Khaled because I know we the best
? can't never cup another check
And I'm down in Miami
Ridin in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog mutha fucker dead leash
Put your lighters in the sky
Soulja boy tell em
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
dj khaled - a million lights
A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your club
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
New Hermes duffle bags
On the plane, see the sky through a little glass
20 hour flight, never jet-lagged
Sipping white wine, watching the sunset
Real love this close? I ain't never had
Sitting with you all day til the night pass
Damn, I ain't trying to fight that
But if we fall too fast, will the feeling last?
Now I'm lookin' over my shoulder, shoulder
Champagne, good dimes and good times, and now it's all over
But can't blame me for all that
You was bright, now your heart all black
Try to outshine the good with the bad
You a cold motherfucker, I ain't mad at you
Still shinin'
You gettin' old and your heart turn cold
Time-line froze, mad at the world cause you lived your life, but this the life that we chose
Lights on the road for the nicest road, I mean long-ass flights for these (?) hoes
But we don't crap out when the dice is rolled, I mean no life, low life
Say my name and hopes to get more life, nigga live yo life
(?) ass nigga, you cook it with no spice
Lil B sacrifice, show me what your ho like
Hit her with that dope dick, now she's a dope fiend
(?) and king, I'm lookin' for a dope queen
Uh, first thing baby: I'm ready to rock
Baby car goes high, man smash (?)
Me does, Millz, Tyga, we give 'em the chills (Millz-y)
Keep riders, get birth control pills
Uh, young money, bright lights
Lord knows I live for these nights
You're damn right, I'mma sip champagne 'till it burn my side
(?) to the front, like Jeter
My diamonds ain't fierce like an episode of cheetahs, jesus
Mouth jewelry, loud speakers
Blowin' loud weed with some loud divas
Uh, it's that summertime, money time
Gonna rhyme good time, when I'm done giving mine
Brown smoke, white engine out the silly lines
Pretty toes hangin' out the window to the finish line
Spikes pokin' out my kicks like a porcupine
Young Money, Cash Money, We The Best, fall in line
Uptown dog, straight up from the south Bronx
How (?) in Miami, Khaled outcome
You made us, they hate us, just to say the latest
Life nothin' like a movie, I just date a (?)
Remember it was hard trying to page wagers
Nice spittin' hard rhymes on the main stages
Independent, yeah I told 'em major later
We some independent niggas gettin' major paper
Shout to 'em, Stunna, Slim, Mack
We play for keep, so how we gon' give up that?
YMCMB, lights, camera, action!
dj khaled - fuck the other side
I'm on my way nigga
Fuck the otha side
That side ain't shit
Niggas can't fuck with me
[Chorus:]
Now It's a Special way I fold my flag
And I'll bust ya head if it's bout dat cash
Give me a dickey I don't need that outfit (hol up)
A 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
Cause bitch I'm Alive
[Verse 1:]
Yeah and I can't even lie
You can tell by my red ass eyes that I'm high
I'm doin' sign language, Screamin fuck the other side
Flawgin' ass niggas ain't nuttin but some liars
We beat niggas have bitches like god
Them boys in that all black wild
Mouths get wide
An bitches get dumb
And bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club
And yeah we love dro
More den any otha hoe
Guns standin from the ceilin to the mothafuckin flo'
An we get it an we go it's like we get it from da sto'
Leave it in the weight house with a dickey full a blow (My Nigga)
[Chorus]
Fuck The Other Side
And I'll say it twice, Fuck The other Side
We in this bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now
[Verse 2:]
Now everybody like why you do it like that
Why the hell every day you be in that all black
Fresh Pair of J's and you kno they all black
Still posted in the hood with my dawgs countin stacks
This Shit ain't nothin new, they know how I do it homes
Seven tre (73) Big body sittin on chrome
Hood On Swole, Everybody on lean
I'm Smokin on Dro with a Hoodrat Bitch
Goons on the line and they ain't got shit
But we good over here, tell em get like this
Standin in the trap with my lil' young jits
Gettin off sacks, what you know about this Bout This
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Yo you don't really want it, cause you can really get it
You can catch me in that dickie or that 305 fitted
I ain't worried bout a busta, I Ain't worried bout a hoe
If a nigga try me than I'm gonna kill that mothafucka
Fuck the other side, I ain't gotta say it twice
All I do is say it once and my niggas on point
And Then you see them black flags, turn into them black masks
Niggas pullin' choppas out,
like they off in baghdad put em in a black bag go
and get ya check cashed if ya yell at anybody
ya might get ya neck slashed now there's a special
I hold my mack yeah yo there's a special way I fold my cash
dj khaled - money
I can?t even walk
My pockets too heavy
Got that 40 on me now
Them choppers too heavy
Told ?em you gotta fall back
I can?t sneak you in the club
Said I?m in the car you need me my n-gga
Nothin? but love
Last blunt ? so much smoke I can?t see ya
Aint over here, look I wouldn?t wanna be ya
Talking so many bitches we got bitches on bitches
Way she moving that ass I think the bitch got switches
Pull up to this bitch Escalade full of killers
Now only thing realer: Escalade full of scrilla
Louis V to the back, half a rack for the snap back
Wiz khalifa?s on the coupe I?m talking black and yellow flapjacks
When I talk I be talking ?bout money
So please don?t talk to me if you ain?t talking ?bout money
Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money
Don?t know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money
We talkin? bout money
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
LUDA!
I?m talkin? ?bout money you never seen, hoe
The incredible hulk, so much paper I?m turning green, hoe
Green giant, I want it, I buy it
Y?all just ballers on a budget
Your money?s on a diet
And I?m laughing you such a riot
David verse your Goliath
Let my money talk for me
Hear ?em, be quiet
Hamilton said ?was happenin???
Jackson said ?wat it do??
Grant chucked up a deuce
My Benjamin said ?f-ck you?
Ahhhhh
It cost money to fund a war nigga
I?ll have you laying right on the floor nigga
And take you higher
I?m a lover not a fighter
But if a rappers gettin gassed
Than I?m the first one to light her
More money, more problems
So bring the problems
I love it
This We The Best Music Group
YMCMB
Bitch I dont see you
Get your money right
Hustle Hard
I?m forreal about this shit
Get money!
dj khaled - still fly
[Talking:]
Yeah You Heard Me Nigger?
Hey C'mon
[Chorus:]
We Still Up In The Club Poppin' Bottles Like Bub
All The Girls Showin Us Love
We So Fly Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
We Still Fly Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
[x2]
{Yeah}
{Yeah Nigger}
[Verse 1:]
We Flew In Jets 'n G-4's
With The Chest On The Floor Nigger,
Blowing Out The Pound Nigger
Paper Chasing With This Money On My Mind Nigger
Going To The Club, Letting It Rain On These Hoes Nigger
And These Shoes That Be Cracking(?)A Style Nigger
Alligate A Style Nigger
2000 In Here Nigger
And My Shortie She Love Roberto Cavale Nigger
She Ride Real Fly Nigger
Fuck With Big Time Niggers And Yeah
I Say We Kept It In Boxes Nigger
We Know How To Get It Nigger
Know How To Spend It Nigger And Yeah
Cause Now Days We Got It Nigger
We Blowin It On Spinners Nigger
Rolling In A Bentley Nigger Yeah
We Let Em Shop Till They Pop Nigger
Pop Till They Drop Nigger
Tha's How We Do Em Nigger Bitch
We Get This Money Like It's Running
Cause These Hoes Keep It Coming Nigger
Tha's How We Do It Nigger
[Chorus]
{Yeah, Yeah Nigger Yeah}
[Verse 2:]
I Say We At It Again Nigger
We Back On The Ground
With Them Things Going For Ten Nigger And Yeah
The Homie Out From The Pen Nigger
Who Gave Me The Game
So I Took It In To Win Nigger And Yeah
We Hit The Club In The Benz Nigger
We Know About Them Hos And
We Know About They Friends Nigger And Yeah
We Pop One And We In Nigger
We Headed To The Tele
Then We Out In The Wind Nigger Shit
We Paper Chasing Again Nigger
That Pull Out The Folds Nigger,
Millionaire Ben Nigger And Shit
That's Where Atlanta Come In Nigger
The Wings Comin Out
When The Auto Come In Nigger And Yeah
On Stunner Holla We Get Down
We Blowing Out The Pound Nigger
Represent The Town Nigger And Shit
We World Wide We Get Down
We Pitching Off The Mound
Got The Game Off The Ground Nigger
[Chorus]
{Yeah, Put It In Here Boy, Nigger}
[Verse 3:]
Look We Poppin Bottles In Here Nigger
It's 4 In The Morning
And Them Hoes Still In Here And Shit
We Brought The Tables For Later Friends (?)
We Burned Mans Down (?) And
We G'ed Up In Here And Nigger
We Know The Game Of Hustle Nigger
We Stay On The Grind Nigger
And Its Up New Every Year And Yeah
Like Big G And Derrick Did
And I'm A 2 Stunner
Ima Shine For Em Every Year And Shit
I Know Some Heshews And Dred Nigger(?)
With Haters That Peg Nigger
That Know About The Cash Flow And Nigger
We Big Timers In Fast Lane
We're A Neighborhood Gang Nigger
And Know How To Get Dough And Nigger
We Do It Big In The Range Nigger
We Rockin It Blend Nigger
And Everyday Blowing Dro And Yeah
I Smack A Bitch With Some Change Nigger
From Spittin The Game Nigger
With 10 G's On The Low
[Chorus]
[Out:]
Picture In My Step In All Whites
In The Club Tonight
Of This We Gon Fight
Cause I'm Full Of That Purple And Lean
If You Went From My Section You Ain't Coming In Between
I'm So Fly Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
I'm So Fly Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
[x2]
[Over The Second Time:]
{Yeah Nigger}
{Thas How We Do It In The Club Nigger}
{We Buy The Whole Table Nigger}
{We Buy The Bottles Whole Set Up Nigger}
{And No Line Waiting Nigger}
{We Vi People Nigger}
{You Feel Me Nigger}
{That's How The Game Been Laced Nigger}
{And That's How We Lace The Game Nigger}
{So If Your Eyes Watching Nigger}
{You Know How Get Down Nigger}
{I Brought The Bling In To The Game Nigger}
{I Brought The Chrome To The Game Nigger}
{You Understand What That Did?}
{We On The Grind Nigger, We On The Grind}
{It's Our Muscle Thats Gon Shine}
{You Heard Me?}
{Yeah Hey Nigger Tell That Ho To Move Over Nigger}
{She Ain't Got No B'ness Sittin Right There Nigger}
dj khaled - welcome to my hood
(T-Pain)
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it...
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy...
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot...
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood...
(Rick Ross)
Audemar on my wrist
Diamond, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin'
Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em
Lord forgive me for my sins,
That's my confessions if they put me in this benz
I got possession of a federal offence
I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent
So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt
Like it aint no tomorrow, fuck ya house note n-gga
Blow that bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back
Tell you "we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that...
(T-Pain)
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it...
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy...
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot...
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood...
(Plies)
I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Noriega
I'm talkin' Noriega, n-gga, the real Noriega
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us
And tell congress when you see 'em bitch I'm stealin' cable
And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support
Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores
We throw our money round here, but y'all can...
(T-Pain)
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it...
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy...
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot...
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood...
(Lil Wayne)
Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad
And they say time fly's, well mine's first class
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets
I talk a lot of shit and practice what I preach
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch I'm from the murder capital
Hoe, I'm far from practical
Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out
Got it sewn up, check the thread count...
(T-Pain)
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it...
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24?s so you know we roll heavy...
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot...
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police
In my hood...
dj khaled - before the solution
Yeah...
I represent loyalty
I am loyalty
I am the definition of loyalty
I represent the G's
Beanie Sigel
We The Best
All the bullshit stops here (Here)
Let's get this clear (Yeah)
Shoot rear, fresh off the top tear (Unhh)
What I'ma 'bout to do for you, is not fair
I'm not answerin' questions for you, dat are not clear
Whuddup with State Prop. the crew, when they not there?
The moment dat they heard it the verdict, when it wasn't clear
Ya boi had the city, yeah did they really disappear?
Jay really not visit there? Dame and Beans are they tight as it seems
Or is it all fabricated from dat same fabric
Now rip the rock marriage straight from seams
Thing's ain't what it seems but at time do tell, the truth shall prevail
Until then, you dudes bite yall nails in anticipation (Fuck)
I know you hate it why I got chu waitin? (Shiiit..) - I too, am waitin'
Gotta see a couple faces, when I make 'em face it
Truth dat is dat ya boy have patience (Yes!)
As a matter a fact, it's wearin' thin
But I tell you this tho, when the New Year begins
Pussies who got nuts 'cause I'm goin' all in
Can you hear me (Ayyy), came for attention (Ayyy)
But it ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh)
It ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh)
I'm applyin' every
It ain't good if you dont wait (Ooooh)
It ain't good if you dont wait (Ooooh)
Nah-uhhh..
Now let's not get this misconstrued
To say dat diss record - I don't diss my dudes!
Outta respect I couldn't check my once fist tight crew
Never in front of you I couldn't get dat rude
Ionn give a fuck but I couldn't get dat crew
cause knowin what i do i can get like (Khh) ouu
You wanna know what I do, don't cha?
You'd love it if I told you lil' fuckers, won't cha?
Uh-unh, scrap gotta pay for this one
Sorry youngin', got to wait on this one (Yes)
The Solution, soon in stores
Date to be posted, until then - I'm on pause
Yeah, to DJ khaled aka We The Best
Beanie Sigel (Whudd!.. Ain't no more too it)
Give em more man, more
Well fuck it I don't wanna stop
Whatchu forgot the gun'll pop
Tell me who ya wanna rock
This true love, Roc-a-Fella 'till I die
Nigga keep it movin', don't get caught up in this drive-by
The break's over, ya boi 'bout to take over
If dat number one spot opens, give it here (Here)
Get my crown, dust of my chair
And yall niggas can kiss my ass before I sitted there
Back from the dead (Unhh) fresh off the prison tier
Daddy here to put the kids to bed (Get it clear!)
By the way, the wars on - you can't call it off
It's too late once the boss involved
Here I come!!
In life-There's real niggas... And there's fuck niggas...
See, We The Bess..
I worked my whole life to show these niggas...
DJ Khaled, Beanie Sigel!!
We The Bess
And all you fuck niggas, trynna divide and conquer crews...
NIGGA, WE THE REALESS~!!!
WE THE BESS!!
DJ Khaled, the beat nova-kane on this one..
Thankyou, but take you time.. And listin to the real...
We The Bess... I'M STARVIN'!!
I AIN'T EVER GON' STOP!!
Beanie, Mac!! I see ya, I'ma salute cha
dj khaled - candy paint
Yeah
Slim Thugga(Thugga)
My n**** DJ Khaled huh
Huh MIA to H-town mothaf***as
We ridin' candy
Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em
Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em
Slim Thugga
That candy paint shinin', 5th wheel reclinin'
Rollin' on 4s grippin' wood with the diamonds
Yella and white in my mouf, got em blindin'
If you lookin' fo Thugga,
I'll tell you where to find him
I'm MIA in that MIA,
F***in' with my n**** Khaled and that Cool and Dre
Tryna play it how they play, 24s on the dump
Sittin' high in the sky, lookin low at the pump
Got a trunk full of beat, and a freak in every seat
On my way from freeway to the presidential suite
And b you lookin' weak without chrome feet
And if you ain' got candy then yo ride ain' complete
We 100 cars deep, down on South Beach
And I ain' tryna leave till I got 2 a piece
At least, that's how the south bossput it down
You can find me in ya town, with the cleanest s*** around
With the
Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em
Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em
Yep
Alot of people said that I would not last
Cuz I'ma Dade County off of 15th ave
You remember Mr. Wonderful, that's my dad
Kept my toes on marble flo's, swimmin' in cash
My mama name 'Nessa, taught me the game
16 ladies rollin with a fly a** chain
Use to ride through the city, in hollywood benz
God blees the dead, I'ma see you again
I was the baddest at the west, I'll take yo man
I sneak him into Strawberry's after pack jam
Or Miami Nights, at Miami nights
We was up all night, till they cut the street lights
But now I been crowned as the queen
M-I-YAYO home of the triple beam, ya' mean
DJ Khaled put it on
Diamond Princess, a star is born
I'm on my grown, yes
Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em
Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em
Yea, Yea, Yea What up Khaled
Ay, I'm pullin' up in somethin' you should take a picture of
Liftin' up the lambo do's, go and give yo chick a hug
Paint wetter than the suds in ya kitchen cuz
Larger than a dove, and it don't feel like O.J. Simpsons glove
Reincarnate Picaso out of the grave,
And still couldn't compete with the way my ride is sprayed
Rims stayin' on the run like a runaway slave
The top is chop-chop, like a summer day fade
Vallet be slippin' slidin' when they standin' by this caddy
My paint wet(yup) watch it do the trick daddy
Me and E got fly rides, if you want it then get at me
If it fit then I don't want em they suppose to fit barely
I made straight As in spanish Khaled they must have forgot though
(Khaled:How many cars Koopa?) Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Add another cuatro, I got another drop so
I'm buildin' a garage on top of the one i got(oh)
Tell the maker of the Chevy that I'm ridin' silly(silly)
Turn it up, heavy bass'll make it poppa willy
I know my cheese is at stake but I'm not from Philly
Jackers watchin', plottin', so Chamilly went and cop a milly
Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Ca-Candy paint drip look clean then a mug
Got beat with chrome feet drop 24s on em
Drop 24s on em, put 24s on em
dj khaled - i did i it for my dawgz
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
Oh Lord!
Hundred in the mula got more diamonds than a jeewler
Top down on the car, might be riding with a shooter
Nigga down to do ya, I ain't fucking with a curl bar
Nickle plated ruger have you in a box on Worldstar
Duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga
Where I'm from you call the fuck nigga
Pistol in the freezer, spend a kilo on the visa
Courtside sportscenter, I can make you a believer
Everybody going broke, keep it real, you gotta fight it
Hundred kilo's in the beemer, boy don't make me get excited
Couple milli on the neck like I'm tryna get indicted
Got a mansion, got a yacht, bad bitch and a tiger
Real niggas, taking over televisions
Dope boys riding in a new set of benzes
Hot boy, Young boy, still on fire
What's a death sentence cause we all gotta die
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
Oh Lord!
Sittin' on them M's, mad shit is gettin realer
Got my hood looking like (?)
Buying all these foreigns I be in and out the dealer
Just to let my niggas hold on when they rollin, it could kill in
And these suckas, I don't feel in
I don't even see in
I'mma die fly, Rest in Peace Aaliyah
Half my dawgs dead, the rest of them is here
If all your jewels fake, how the fuck we gon believe ya
Said I did it for my dawgs, did it for my dawgs
Everybody ridin' till you sit in the morgue
Started with a (?) now I'm sittin' in a Porsche
With the shooters right behind me
Shit, you looking at a boss
Rose gold rolie on my wrist, flawless
Hundred bottles send in to the vip, ballin'
Basketball leather in the Benz, Spalding
Ya'll niggas talking, fuck is yall retarded?
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
Oh Lord!
I did it for my dawgs
Did it for them niggas with a vision like a boss
Did it for them niggas in the kitchen with the salt
Now I'm in that white thing, 500 horses for my niggas in the (?)
But got bikes in my hand and a drop head Rolly
Staring at the ceiling when I wake up in the morning
My dawg doing life, try to see him (?) he hit the coffin'
Play with my paper, run up in your offices
It's the '012 Ice Cube nigga with the Raider hat
A maniac nigga, where the paper at
Highway to life, need a hundred mill exit
50 on the wrist, hundred on the necklace
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
Oh Lord!
Yo, watch who you drinking with
Watch who you smoking with
1.7 in my safe when I open it (cash)
If I put 7 in ya face, will I open it
And I know tomorrow ain't promised but I hope it is
Love to get acquanted with you
Stay and tear the jail up
Did it for my dawgs so I had to put the bails up
Get them thangs off so I haven't put the scales up
Treat you like a pit, get ya ears and ya tail cut
Choppas still hot, you can hold it for yourself
Versace, same buckle on the loafers and the belt
Yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else
If the spot catch fire, the coke will just really melt
The dough got in bringing in the broads
Obvious the flow got ?em screaming for the lord
If there's money on ya head what you think is the reward?
I ain't do it for myself, you know who I did it for?
I did it for my dawgs (I did it for my dawgs)
Oh Lord!
dj khaled - i dont see em
If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged
If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold. Fucking up your sinus, bitches might
Choke, I'm giving them the heimlich, I'm a
Pimp in my own fucking rhyming, you my side bitch
UGH...Two chainz, two pinky rings
I like to play with Lucille's: B.B. King
You don't fuck with us, we don't really fuck with y'all
Stunna bought some Yatchs, We in the ocean playing bumper cars
Pocket full of money, bitch, and my crew eating
Got a nigga shining like a brand new nickel
Plated pistol, this's my last shot
Just left the dealership and I cashed out
If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged
If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
Black shades, gold chain, and a Versace scarf
Swear you haters couldn't see me if I glowed in the dark
What it be like nigga? What it look like ho?
Still shining a nigga, two chains looking like it's lightning doe
No love for you bustas, keep on steady stuntin'
Mo' bottles of Rosé, yeah you know who run it
Thousand dollar shades on, all gold frames
Mister Fuck-your-bitch-and-leave-her, that's my code name
I'm blowing money in this bitch, I think I'm Birdman
Trapping ain't dead, getting money like the bird man
Bad bitches, whole lotta ass
Make you famous in this bitch soon as the camera flash
If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged
If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
In the kitchen and we cooking up that raw hog
Dry when shining, I'm a movie star
Open up the bank bitch, bring em large
Flip em and we bust em, then we ship em off
Perpetrating'll get your head bust
A hundred million, 'll get you dope flush
A new Bentley, you get a ho rush
Big money shit, we popping cause we came up
Hella choppers, on them new thangs
Big yachts, brand new wings
Them hoes yapping, cause they know the frame
Cardinal, Ten Carats on my pinky ring
If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged
If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
I don't see you broads, I don't see you broads
My future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
dj khaled - dont pay 4 it
[Hook: Kirko Bangz]
Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
Man I'm too playa for that
Too many bitches in the world right now
That'll fuck around and pray for that
Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
I don't pay for no pussy
I won't pay for no pussy
And I ain't buyin' no Gucci
Say I ain't trying to pay for it
I'm a motherfucking G
And I should make these bitches pay me
Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
Hell naw man I'm too throwed
Niggas stay getting shows
Make a lot of money, never trick to these hoes
[Verse 1: Wale]
Pay for that, not me, no hell
Y'all the one that bring the c-notes out
This is K.O.D., now they wait on me
Cause if I do not arrive, there wouldn't be no show
Wale, Wale
Hear you talking, but I cannot stay
Chicks evolve but I cannot stay
I spit the raw, I leave a gay bitch, late
Turn your date to a lake, turn your 8 to a great
Turn a nine to a damn! without paying for the date
Throw the bait, ain't no John
You done broke the safe just to get those broads
You been playing the Uno but you getting no drawers
And I poke her face and let her hold no cards
I ain't even tripping, or paying these women
Got plenty fish in that ocean and my rod game is so vicious
And my sharp show is at 4: 15, can I use the rip in 5: 15
Now I 62 cause I get the loot, and she's gon' kiss the ring but no wedding
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Clap that ass, bitch, turn up
Nigga kill the pussy, call it murder
Swerve in the Murcielago
Me without a foreign car, man that's unheard of
In the Maybach, king with my feet up
Curtains drawn, bitch scream when you see us
High give me lead up, work toward nigga
2500 for the sneakers, dope ass nigga, no beeper
I was 16 with a Beamer
Glock with the watch on Aquafina
Niggas going, hyena
Getting pussy posted up at the deener
Now we pull up, post in Medinas
With light-skinned bitch like Gina
Aston, Martin
Man I'm motherfucking cold like Kesha
Stop signs, Simon says
We don't give a fuck, we run them
Like Tommy Young, been barely men
Man broke niggas, we don't live with them
I don't fuck around, I just fuck her friends
Got eagle doors on that brand new Benz
And a threesome with two twenty twins
I'm rich, bitch
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
(Bitch I'm Mack Ma-I-I-I-ine)
Trick what? Lace who?
Baby girl, that ain't what Maine do
Before I chase you, I replace you
Before I break you off, I'm a break you
Matter of fact, fuck you
Got a hundred chicks on my tour bus
Asian chicks, they adore us
I'm feeling like the nigga on the chorus
(Got this drank in my cup
And I'm 'bout to roll up)
Man this bitch talking too much, dawg
(I done came down, hold up)
Heard a nigga say pimping was dead
I showed them my watch and corrected them quick like, "Nah, niggas you're scared"
Now go get you some bread
See it's...
(Money over bitches, and bread over bed
Tell a bitch that I know Khaled, and she take it to the head)
Shit
Shit, one go to store for me
Got another one that's trying to ho for me
Hopefully, she bring more hoes to me
And reverse the game and make em bring dough to me
[Hook]
dj khaled - bitch i m from dade county
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
Dade County, let it do what it do
Rest in peace to Uncle Al
We The Best
Dade County, let's go
I rep my city
Nigga, I rep my city
Miami, Listennn
I'm well-connected, well-respected fo' gangsta shit
I'm from the city of Caprices and Impalas bitch
Yo I'm from down the way, you know--around the way
Dade Country, 305, rep the whole M-I-A
A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved
Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live
We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
Bitch I'm from Dade County, we go way harder
We do it way bigga (why), 'cause we some made niggas
For on pray they raised to get money waist
We gon' get it off they pop like we get it down in Dade
Aye
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County
Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby)
305, it's my city
Yes, I'm from Dade County
Plus I'm fly, so I keep some bad bitches 'round me
Whuddup Khaled, you my nigga so hold, lemme git 'em
Yes I'm back, plus I'm mad, so I ain't playin' wit 'em
Any bitch wanna come test me,
Yup, come to my city, that's where I be
I ride all in the hood in my new Bentley wit my ass sit on jag
I don't give a fuck (what?!)
Ride out, 'cause I'm runnin' the south
Got some real gangsta niggas that'll run in ya house
Wanna open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys (twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
Dade County, you name it (whudd?!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She rollin' wit moa (moa!)
Talk to 'em like it (yuh!)
Khaled's the boss
Like Ricky's the Ross
Everyone of my doggs, where my dickies in The Source
Come here girl, lemme get you this
This one Rick try to get you rich
Candy paint on my six-six (six), you can call that bitches rich
I'm out this sports, I'm in the game
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade
Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad
Dade County, I do this fo' us
Listennn
Yuh, I got money too
Bris', I be comin' thru
Ca$h-Money, money bags (yes!) got me livin' comfortable (Yeah!)
Still hood, still real (Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
Ayy!
Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
Gitt'em, we hit em, we split 'em, we stick em, touch you wanna mine gotta grill 'em
Boii, the city where they got the illest, killas
M-I-A my niggaz, hommie we don't play
Better get out the way, you ain't ever seen real go realer
Do not be thankin' we soft or we sweet
Come on the opposite side of the beach
They gotta the choppas that'll put you to sleep
Yeah, that's them choppas, you know what I mean
That's when I top wanna say about your dreams
We on the tox' clippin' that clean
Holla on the block cause we under degrees
That's what about rep that A-P-T's
Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy
I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy
Triple C's the second, I get it fo' low, boy
We trillin' cause we the best in Dade County
You better know it, cause
Carol City on my mind, we mobbin' out the line
I'm on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
We work hard, nigga you sleep, pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush ya teef
Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's go get it
Dade County goons, open Dade County cocks ho'
Get yo'self if you don't get with it Dade County my ho!
Unhh
From the def to C's back to Opa-Locka
D-R-E, 'nuff Miami shoot up off ya block
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
I got a choppa in the kitchen, Betty Croc is the name (Yup!)
I needs my big County in big booty ho' she pretty
Let her push the Chevy, hogg thru city
Let 'em know that 54 cuz on the video overtime
They got rockin every city them niggaz back pounds of that purp'
Yeah--What it is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were somebody go to fast
Ain't no other city realer then the city I stay in
The cake, I reppin the realest city we stay
Nigga!!
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