1.I`m 4rm Bompton
Nigga (6)
I'm from Bompton
Talking that shit nigga get yo ass boo bop
like woo wop
Pop Pop thats 2 shots
my shooters in the hood, going ham they need to Woosa
Niggas aint beefin with a hamburger
I'm on Rose crans nigga at tan burgers
I'm buying AK's and handguns, Do the enemies foul nigga and one
I'm really with the shit though
I'm really on the block with the pistol
Let it blow like a whistle
Yo moms look like she do Chrystal
I'm a hunnid rack boy
Yo daddy is bitch and you a son of that boy
Nigga(3)
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Thats why yo bitch wanna fuck
And yo homies don't like me 'cause they know where I'm from
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I be really in the hood though
Mama neva understood though
Nigga I'm from Bompton
New shit choppin, Whip coppin
Nigga I'm poppin
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Where the crips say word
Bitch niggas get on my nerves
I'm buyin choppers like tennis shoes
And i hate doin interviews, 'cause crinimals dont like talkin
I dont go to funerals, I dont like coffins
You wasnt catching fades in the county
Niggas told you to roll it up and you was outie
I got crips that be TG'd up
I heard you hit the county that be PC'd up
Yo bitch fuck me 'cause I'm poppin
I be on the block when the police watching
And if you cross the street its a store there
but thats the enemy store we dont go there
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I know Ese's, all my enemies bitchs wanna sex me
All my Yg's give it up, enemies hittem up
West side, tree top gang we dont give a fuck
Nigga(3)
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Thats why yo bitch wanna fuck
And yo homies dont like me 'cause they know where I'm from
Nigga I'm from Bompton
I be really in the hood though
Mama neva understood though
Nigga I'm from Bompton
New shit choppin, Whip coppin
Nigga I'm poppin
Nigga I'm from Bompton
Where the crips say word
Bitch niggas get on my nerves
2.Tupac Interview (Real N.I.G.G.A)
What can we expect from Tupac in '92？
Static – it's gon' be static, for sure. 'Cause what the rap
audience ain't ready for, it's a real person – you know what I
wanna say, a real N.I.G.G.A. I'm comin' out a hundred percent
real, I ain't compromisin' nothin', anybody that talk about me
got problems, you know what I'm sayin'？ It's gon' be straight
up, like if I was a street person, that's how I'm comin' at the
whole world, and I'm bein' real about it, I'mma grow with my
music. The music I make now, my next album's gon' be better and
more slammin', you know what I'm sayin'？ But at the same toke,
I'm gonna be even that much more potent next year, and I don't
want no garbage – anybody talk about me, anybody dis Digital
Underground, they got problems, 'cause we large and we all over
the country, anybody dis us they gon' get stomped. That's word
is bond 'cause this is money – so anybody try to take away
Digital Underground's money as a whole, they got a problem, we
gon' suffocate 'em.
3.Im A Real 1
I must
I swear to God I'm tight fake ass niggers
(Verse)
Smash off in the porsche like scott
My nigga smoke kush no purp
If that pus' got a bush I'm like no
Every pussy bitch shoot the other guys hearse
I'm a 6 figure bitch you're a count no bitch
Fuck a bitch and bust another 4 minutes
'Cause I ain't got time for pussy
Why you wish she on type and all kinds of pussy
You the type that hang with niggers you don't like
For the fame that's a shame you're like styleless on height
I used to try that all white beamer
I have a good approach it was cleaner
Now I'm 'bout to throw 4's in that bitch
I'm in the party stumping checking 4's on that bitch
And if one fight then we all fight
Boom bap beep nigga on sight
(Hook)
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I stand can't stand you niggers
I be wanting backhand you nigga
Nigga I'm a real 1
Ya all my niggers bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill fuck all night
(Verse)
Rollie on the wrist, Louie on the belt
I'm 'bout to cut an eye on this on myself
MG business, porsches on 4's
Me a master puller, this a car show
Niggas getting mad but we just getting money
I can be your boo thing not your huggie
All the bitches love me, all the bitches love me
If I had a hundred dicks I'd have all the bitches fuck me
New house, new whip, new year, new gold
Same nigga, same shit, same clique, same boss
Nigga I'm a real one
If I ain't got it I'ma still won
Nigga , I never feel one
I eat the pussy on the first date
Then brush my teeth with colgate
I rather spend money before I spend time
Ask Dre he ain't tell you no lie
(Hook)
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I stand can't stand you niggers
I be wanting backhand you nigga
Nigga I'm a real 1
Ya all my niggers bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill fuck all night
Shit nigga I'm a real one
You ain't a real till you kill one
Well click clack bow I'm a real one
Nigga
Can't a nigga tell me nothing 'bout me (x3)
Nah nigga, not me
(Hook)
Nigga I'm a real 1
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna click clack bang!
Nigga I'm a real 1
I stand can't stand you niggers
I be wanting backhand you nigga
Nigga I'm a real 1
Ya all my niggers bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
Nigga I'm a real 1
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill fuck all night
4.This Yick
(feat. Dom Kennedy ＆ Joe Moses)
YG the rapper don't trick, but YG the rapper got dick
YG in a Porsche getting' bang from a slut
That I cracked on the bus, I don't give a fuck, nigga what？
Mustard on the beat so you know they gettin' plucked
Fucked like I've been watchin' PornHub on dust
Fuck you from the back with your ass up
Pussy gettin' mashed up, smashed up, mashed like potatoes
Shake it out, aye though!
Bitch named Vaughna ass stacked like Legos
I just wanna fuck, fuck all that soft shit
Her nigga got limp, what's that？ He got a soft dick
Her nigga can't get in, I be doin' a sit-in
Hit it form the back, smack, smack, 'til it giddy up
Her nigga broke, he ain't gettin' money, nigga broke
If I was you I'd probably fuck me too – bitch!
Girl I know you want this dick
Girl I know you want this dick
Girl I know you...
Girl I know you want this dick
Girl I know you want this dick
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Give it to you like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Maybe I should drink the whole fifth
Niggas always eatin' on shrimp
I ain't used to smoke heavy, now I gotta keep a whole zip
Niggas always talkin' that shit
Your money don't be makin' no sense
Pull up to the hood with no tint
Niggas gotta eat, don't slip
Mustard on the beat, so don't trip
My flow just be makin' hoes sick
I fucked her last week, she cum quick
Everything you see you don't get
Every nigga ballin' ain't rich
Every nigga hatin' is a bitch
And every nigga with him ain't shit
It's lookin' like the denim gon' rip
But Dom K the rapper won't quit
And Dom K the rapper don't trick
On girls that can barely suck dick
She like when I watch
And on her birthday, I but my dick in her box
Sweet daddy got dick, JM is active
Got some head off Twitter, now nigga that's crackin'
I'm a baby mama killer, your bitch she can get it
You text a bitch, she be like 'babe, I'm just chillin''
My daddy was a ratchet, I sleep with the ratchet
Break a bitch back, I don't need no practice
It's broke-bitch Kay, suckin' with the magnum
You ain't a rich bitch in a Magnum - bop
Bop bop bleed 'em, Boscoe, we bleed 'em
Fuck a basketball wife with PT and G an 'em
I'm a hood rat's hood rat – hood rat
If you need it you can get that
Fuck, back on the couch
I took a bitch down in a sec
Your bitch get around in the set
I dicked the bitch down in the set
The bitch got the set on her neck
I fucked the bitch down in the set
5.Make It Clap
Bend that shit over, then make it clap x 4
Bend that shit over, then make it clap
I bust a nut, then take a nap
That p＊＊sy be fat, long as her stomach
A dick in her tummy, I make her have a stomach ache
P＊＊sy, ass, and tits, yeah I need all that
You say you love me on a text, I deleted all that
Ass like JLo, angel with that halo
Niggas act hard but in they hood they ain't got no say-so
Feeling froggy？ Leap!
Nigga hit your Kermit
See you in the hood, you hit the Sherman
When niggas whip that dick out, bitches get nervous
Treat that p＊＊sy like an enemy, bitch I'm murk it
Bitch, shake that ass
Bitch, shake that ass
Niggas getting no pussy wanna rape that ass
Bend over, get naked
I paid for it, then I ate it.
Been that shit over, then make it clap x 8
She said she drunk too much liquor
Said she drunk too much liquor
She don't f＊ck with her ex
She said she drunk too much liquor
Said she drunk too much liquor
She gone fuck with her ex, nigga (ayeee!)
What that shit do, though？
Say that p＊＊sy bomb, I say 'Do it smell good, though？'
We act thirsty 'cause we from the hood though
Your bitch ugly, wouldn't f＊ck ti if I could though
But if that p＊＊sy shaved I'll hit
But if that p＊＊sy shaved I'll hit
I'm finna bust a nut, like 'ohh shit'
And if she bad I ain't pulling out
If she bad I ain't pulling out
She telling me to pull out, I'm like 'naw bitch'
Bitch, shake that ass
Niggas getting no pussy wanna rape that ass
Bend over, get naked
She said I nutted quick, I said 'bitch, I was wasted!'
Been that shit over, then make it clap x 8
All my ladies put your hands in two
and pick it up, pick it up for a stack now
All my ladies put your hands in two
and pick it up, pick it up for a stack now.
All my ladies put your hands in the air
and do it, do it, do it like you don't care now.
All my ladies put your hands in the air
and do it, do it, do it like you don't care now.
Been that shit over, then make it clap x 8
6.Girlfriend Trippin Skit
YG, like, I'm tired of this shit. You think you on now 'cause
you poppin', but I was with you before all this money shit,
like, I need my money, I need my hair done, I need my rent paid,
I need all that, like, you don't show me no love, you fuckin'
with these raggedy-ass bitches, I just don't get it, like, so
you on now？
That's on the hood, you trippin', bitch, I'm gone – power
roll...
I'm really out here, though, bitch
Holler at me – fuck you!
7.Million
(Hook) x2
Said I'm ridin in that porsche mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin' so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
(Verse)
Said I ride in that porsche mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin' so fuck how she feelin'
She think I'm worth a million so her panties get the peeling
I stop and get some condoms so I don't have no children
Aches up in the passing, ullie in the back seat
The way the nigga ballin you think I was a affie
Mustard in that benz and I'm up in that porsche
You's a bad bitch why you actin' like a whore though
Lean by the corn though, 16 ozzies mind on the million bitch
Fuck you called me
All my homies bankers, pistols ain't no strangers
Pistols ain't no strangers ,pistols can't tame us
Ratchets in the lobby, that's my type of party
We buy and sell gangsters, my clique don't need nobody
Rich niggers eat out, pussy niggers smear out
Fuck it then I beef now, like peace out
(Hook) x2
Said I'm ridin in that porsche mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin' so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
(Verse)
I'm riding in that porsche, mind on some money
Niggas act funny, stop making money
Pussy make that label, all my niggers able
Pull lil bro and some killers on a fable
All my niggers A-holes act like we don't give a fuck
I bet that shawty hit 'em up, I had to switch it
But you know, now live it up
I live it hollywood, we at my house thick as fuck
Pussy don't do shit for me it's just enough
No home boy I can that with my hand bitch what
Bitch I think I'ma supa, bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Niggas talk that shit till they get their ass boobap
Mamas wanna fuck me, their daughters wanna fuck me
Them bitches think I'm ratchet, them niggers say I'm lucky
More racks on, couple racks gone
Double racks gone, that's 20 racks gone
(Hook) x2
Said I'm ridin in that porsche mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin' so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
(Bridge)
I be ridin
My niggas we be ridin
Out picture do the fining
So you don't wanna rise
Our money gets on
Ciroc and patrone
Having bad bitches come about their thongs
One rack gone, double racks gone
Double racks gone, that's all the racks gone
(Hook) x2
Said I'm ridin in that porsche mind on a million
My girlfriend trippin' so fuck how she feelin'
'Cause she don't wear no ring so she don't mean shit
I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit
8.Sprung
(Hook)
You flirting with me, I'm flirting with you
Let me feel all on you
Annie let's stop playing around
Let me take you home and take you down
And get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
Annie let me get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
(Verse ： YG)
If I told you that I love you I be lying to you
'Cause if I loved you I be on that jet flying to you
Hold up, she got an ass like Pink
Pretty bitch but she act so yeast
Bam give it to her like bam
Hiding from the low but that pussy getting ram
I got a scream , moan it, hit it from the back
Had a home girl slight very big dad
I love bad bitches that's my fucking problem
Bust nut 10 minutes that's my fucking problem
Can you fuck like you twerk
If I fuck that pussy good then you squirt
(Hook)
You flirting with me, I'm flirting with you
Let me feel all on you
Annie let's stop playing around
Let me take you home and take you down
And get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
Annie let me get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
(Verse ： TeeFli)
South central niggers turn you up
Real niggers in the hood twisting fingers up
You stand how you said to beat the pussy up
Double play no games I tear it up
Hop that pussy for a hood nigga
'Cause other Annies wishing that they were you
Girl I fuck your body
Right in front of everybody
Cussing, scratching, biting me
All on top of me
(Hook)
You flirting with me, I'm flirting with you
Let me feel all on you
Annie let's stop playing around
Let me take you home and take you down
And get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
Annie let me get you sprung on this
Get you sprung on this
9.I Wanna B Down
(Verse)
I would like to get to know if I could be
The kind of girl that you could be down for
'Cause when I look at you I feel something tell me
That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on
And if I don't let you know then I won't be for real
I could be wrong but I feel like something could be going on
The more I see you the more that it becomes so true
There ain't no other for me it's only you
(Hook)
I wanna B down
With what you're going through
I wanna B down
I wanna B down with you
No matter the time of day or night it's true
I wanna B down
(Verse)
Promise you will be my lover
You will never ever leave me
She know a nigga loud but it's forever she believe me
Let me hit it I make you come early like prenis
As long as she never leave me
Lick you up like fiji water
Go harder harder,
Girl I fuck you while we listen to the carter
Ain't worried about no money I'm a baller
I hit her with that game coach carter
I ain't the type that's gone ask where your benz at
My nigga need a girl so where your friends at
Where she live at, can he pull up？
He be gang banging though, he a hussler can he pull up？
See it be the little things that matter
Got me climbing up the love ladder
You can be wife, best friend
My nigga it's all good
Just love me like you said you would
(Hook)
I wanna B down
With what you're going through
I wanna B down
I wanna B down with you
No matter the time of day or night it's true
I wanna B down
(Verse)
She said, your secrets is safe with me
Just think I heard them pages in my diary
Say don't you ever lie to me,
Don't ever get that pussy up
Even if I cheat her with a bitch that wasn't good enough
'Cause most of the time these bitches don't matter
She say long as she don't find out just make sure I wrap her
She know a nigga gon' be a nigga but I'm that nigga
She wanna be with so she might as well put up with it
Like hold up!
Look
What's happenin
Shit you know me,I'm in the studio goin hard
Ye？
That's cute
Haha
Ok
(Hook)
I wanna B down
With what you're going through
I wanna B down
I wanna B down with you
No matter the time of day or night it's true
I wanna B down
10.Love Jones
(Verse)
And if you with it like I'm with it
We can get it bragging
I'm trying to get 2 things, some dick and satisfaction
You know we both christian, you know we both sinning
Just ask for forgiveness at the R rate movie dinner
With your fine ass treat you like a wine glass
Top shelf and beat that pussy up
Beat it up and do it carefully
Turn you phone off girl no one can help you ye
I'm a pussy eatin' nigga, all I do is eat pussy
Do it in your mama's house like I don't care if she looking
Get it's so good, I have her shake it
He lookin' tell him she took it up
Put it in my mouth girl, put it in my mouth
Make you say , Oh my god, girl just put it in my mouth
Put it in my mouth girl, put it in my mouth
This a message from the Lord girl just put it in my mouth
(Hook)
I'ma give that love Jones baby lay your head down
Don't everybody leave it up to me and I work it out
Love Jones, Love Jones, Love Jones
Lick it one time, two time
(Verse)
Fuck your make-up ,I be trying to blaze up
Slang this dick so good you can't even stay up
I do it so good, make you wanna bang the hood
I do it so good, make you wanna bang the hood
Say it's on then it's on to make sure
I sip patrone till it's gone
She in her T-shirt and the pinks oh whatever
Eat as long as they ain't grannies I do whatever
And you know I'm with the bros so bring your home girls
We only fucking , it ain't wrong girl
I'm trying to turn the phone conversation
Into taking off your thong girl
So if you with that let's skip get the chit chat
Get to the bizz at, make that pussy collapse
I'm a real nigga, and I know you got some situations with them
other niggas
But I wanna fuck with you so I'ma deal with 'em
(Hook)
I'ma give that love Jones baby lay your head down
Don't everybody leave it up to me and I work it out
Love Jones, Love Jones, Love Jones
Lick it one time, two time
And if you with it like I'm with it
We can get it bragging
I'm trying to get 2 things, some dick and satisfaction
You know we both christian, you know we both sinning
Just ask for forgiveness at the R rate movie dinner
11.On The Set
(Verse)
Light skin, slim fit , curly hair
Where's your climax girl I'm trying to take you there
Road deal drive girl I'm tryin to take you there
She never had an orgasm girl well I'm trying to take you there
She be with the 1,2
She be down and fucking kicking down like kung fu
She a bad bitch, she fuck the city up
She like hurricane Sandy when she come through
Oh my she give me butterflies , but fuck me and shy
Read the beam and I'm tight she know I'ma ride
Rapping or not I'm at the crib I told her drive through
Like Jack in the box
Girl let me find out where your spot is
So girl I have you acting like somebody you not uh
Situation could only get realer
So you just be my bitch and I'ma be your miller
(Hook)
I put that on the set, kissing on your neck
I won't let you go
If you respect yourself, I'm gon' give you your respect girl
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
(Verse)
We got together , broke up and got together
She got me wondering who she fucking when we not together
Her friends ratchet don't kick it with 'em
'Cause they say the birds with the same feathers flocking
cabbage
That insecure shit she don't like
That imature shit she don't like
We both got spinning pops
I be spinning money , she be trying spending night
Her ex went broke aw fuck that's a bummer
We do numbers like 69
We be fucking when we break up
I ain't tripping that pussy better mine
She need sex, I'm like call me now
When they hundred I dick it down
She tryin' to wear my heart on the necklace
She don't wanna fuck the first night and I respect that
(Hook)
I put that on the set, kissing on your neck
I won't let you go
If you respect yourself, I'm gon' give you your respect girl
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
I wanna mop you now, you be lovin' now
I wanna mop you it now
I bring my spec
12.Playin
(feat. Young Jeezy ＆ Wiz Khalifa)
What a nigga know？
Playin', nigga
Sup？
I said nigga we playin', fuck is y'all sayin'？
Club about to close, Hell nah, we stayin'
Coupes outside, valet, we playin'
Rollies on the wrist, ma'fucka, we playin'
Nigga we playin', all day every day
All day anyway, nigga we playin'
Kill these niggas every day, nigga we playin'
Fuck these niggas anyway, nigga we playin'
Playin', playin', playin', we playin'
Playin', playin' that's right
We playin', playin', playin', yeah nigga we
Playin', playin', playin' that's right we playin'
Nigga we playin' – flip your bitch, nigga we can
All these hoes would, paper couldn't save 'em
All these hoes, Santa Clause couldn't sleigh 'em
All these niggas needin' all this favors
I cut 'em all off, I'm needin' all these razors
Jordan's over gators, khakis over slacks
Money over bitches, but nothin' over that
Money in this music, sad she want influence
The judge want me guilty but the DA can't prove it
I be in the hood with the heat, gangbangin'
Them boys across the street be in the house, they never hangin'
Brand new watch, bottom cars brang 'em through the block
Started at the bottom now I made it to the top
Smokin' the best, designer frames, smoke in my chest
Spendin' money like a habit, we ain't supposed to have it
Paid this much just for a tat, that means you supposed to brag
Rick Owens if you lookin' at my tag
I'm tryin' to get drunk and then call a cab
Go to one of my homeboy's spots
So I can show him the bong I just bought
When it comes to bomb weed, I got a lot
My fam' straight as bitch ass niggas, I got a watch
And nah, man, this shit ain't rented, it's off the lot
Charm with tons of rocks, car without the top
I do it for my neighbors, crack-sellin' drug dealers
Had to confess to my mama I was a thug nigga
Ten racks on me, nigga, like fuck it
I got the strap on me out here tryna function
Like 'yep, yep' damn right, I'll take your lady, my nigga
Like mob shit, and act like it's all gravy, my nigga
Bad bitches getting' fucked, their hair all wavy, my nigga
You gettin' played not paid, man that's shady, my nigga
I be doin' the most, I'll pull that K out
I be in the hood where most rapper don't hang out
I be coppin' Rollies, I be coppin' Porsches
You be cuffin' like the cops, and I don't fuck with law
enforcers
13.Broke Bitch Skit
(You have one new message – main menu)
(To listen to your messages, press 1)
(First new message)
King, I know you see me callin' you. Nigga, I need some money.
And your son need some J's... wait, that ain't even your son.
Anyway, when you see this, call me.
14.You Broke
(feat. Nipsey Hussle)
You broke – shut up
Don't talk to me, get your bread up
And we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin'...
All my, all my feta
You broke – shut up
Don't talk to me, get your bread up
And we used to fuck but I got fed up
We eatin'...
All my, all my feta
You won't rap, that fuckin' throwback
I'm some crack
You ain't gotta be a scientist to know that
Been to that money, nothin' before that
Bitch I'll do you dirty, dirty like a floor mat
Yeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you need
I'm tired of preparin' for your weeks
I'm tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnant
Knowin' if you had a baby you'll say you fuckin' couldn't help
it
I be ridin' through the city bumpin' 2 Chainz
I ain't worried 'bout the police, I got two names
Keep the sharp 'cause sometimes you gotta do things
She give away that pussy like loose change
Tryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never...
This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-play
Just bought a... just took a vacay
Nigga you too broke, you need to call Triple A, eh？
How you fuck for cash but you not a ho？
And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke？
On your rap sheet a whole lot of bros
It's a clinic on Western but you out of dough
You're broke, your pussy stink, you borrow clothes
Lost the little guap that you had playin' with your nose
I dedicate this to my last bitch
Swear I got cash and started actin' like a...
Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat up
I be buyin' pounds, so naw we can't peace up
Rollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh？
It's money over bitches, never fuck this thing up
She still fainted when she seen us
I'm a Grade A nigga, youse a C+
I got a room a got a broom, bitch, clean up
Hit the blade, and play my fee up
You shopping at Louis when your baby need WIC
You some broke niggas, wouldn't know you need shit
You sick – you triflin'
I heard in the 'hood your bitch cyclin'
Nobody wifin' yours...
Young nigga got money, no yeah
Fast money, fast bitches takin' hot baths
And me and relations don't last
I'm hustlin', hustlin', got the bands on my Scotty Sandow
I'm hangin' out the window, bangin' out the widow
Throw it up chunky - wrists all chunky
I heard your pussy smell funky
And I ain't used to what you're used to
The only thing in your ear is a Bluetooth
You niggas ain't blinged-out, 20 racks I blow that
5-10-15 I let my nigga hold that
15.Gotta Get Dough
(feat. Teecee4800)
She say she like ballers, she say she like dick
She say she like girls, that don't even make sense
She say she like the balls, say shit fucking
She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust em
I'm tryina get some head, old bitch what it is
If you ain't with that, then it is what it is
I'm tattered on my ribs, yeah I'm tattered on my neck
You be throwing off the liqour I be throwing up the set
I'm bout my money, I'm bout my cheese
Still eating niggas d's, big macs with no cheese
All you rap niggas tryina sound like me
I hear you niggas talking but it don't sound like beef
I'm so mayo the real definition
Yeah I hope you niggas ain't gotta pop the pussy
That was 16, but I'm a keep going
You ain't made enough yet bitch keep hooing
You be deep throating why you actin innocent
I ain't tryina be friend, I just want the benefits
Why you worry bout, who hittin this？
I'm a friend of your house hidden in the well
You niggas getting chip, I'm playing chips
You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich
Give it up, give it up, slide like this
Rolex and the chain might blind your bitch
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
Ah, better watch how you pussy niggas act
The only time it's safe is when it's getting cracked
Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like an athlete
Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty
Don't test me, this ain't college
A bitch get flipped on, I call her knowledge
Make the bitch run, make the bitch come
I'm in a 2 seater, having a three some
Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new
They say I wear hollywood, shit is prolly true
Ah, tree tops to the schools
Fucking with the border rules
Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes
Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets
Got the jays at the dough
If I ever gave the bitch money she got it off the floor
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed
I'm a thug, I still read the bible
Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap
Shit, I'm tryina stay alive bro
Yeah, hit me on the text,
Told her we together, fucking told her she my ex
Pocket full of benjes, so nigga I've been g
Stop stealin my swag nigga, I'm stan g
Riding in a benz and you niggas don't offend me
I don't give a fuck if you was a 110 deep
We can talk about money cause I got that
Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back
Ah, and I don't rob I stay fast
When I get rich, I promise to stay blat
The only thing I'm giving a stake back
It's puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack
I woke up, this morning
Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
Though, being broke was boring
So I grind late night till the morning
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a nigga need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
16.Bitchez RJ, YG
Bitch never say what？
Remind me and my slut, don't make me drop my nut
and I'm on uh,
all rob uncut, drop in pocket don't touch my boss.
Business, get some, she on..
five, and one, pop things like five,
drop it all, says she ready to go,
hold up, I gotta show
you boys like hoes, niggas like bitchez
MOB wonder why I ain't with ya？
I ain't got time, hangin' my business,
I'll play no word, that's a low key screaming
damn name lean, girl name my..
a ..like me, we all like money
get em my sens, I ain't cuffin' no bitchez like I've been the
same queen,
Hook：
I'm on my fitness, got all kind of bitchez,
work em out like a gymnasts,
you niggas like bitchez, all in my interest,
remind me of my interest.
Bitchez, too many bitchez,
still it ain't enough bitchez.
I handle my business,
play handle them bitches,
keep an eye of my business,
man I got bitchez.
Give me a pill I might pop one,
Give me a pill I might pop one,
and I trust no bitch I might got some,
I f＊ck you with a kind of, bitch it ain't my sign,
they got the..for a hot one,
In this ..I try to fluck one,
give me this, give me that, f＊ck no you rap,
I ain't no trick, circle is big that,
f＊ck on my click, like that yeah straight up,
them basketball while she's trying to..then how you niggas
played of,
how slut grudget, I go in hell till they poppin in the casket,
and I'm packin, hit in the mackin'
pull it out and get crackin'
look I got rich bitches and them bitchez got bitchez
and I'm giving your mama my ditches,
Bitch got bitchez,
Bitch bitchez got bitchez,
you ain't out the function,
front road got the jumpin'
show trap and I'm funkin'
Homie you're a woman, probably really wanna..
bitch I'm feel it in your stomach,
hoes get nothin', bust a dick in their structures,
I don't need no interruptions, ..
so we get conscious playin' always is something
but forget the motherf＊cker, that's my hell in duction
I'm out your hustle, you want the lane I'm struggling, cut it
with the..
start to whip with a button, no keys just hudget mike away,
lead it cookin' for the bitches, unless I'm cookin up a pitchin'
Bitchez, bitchez bitchez
Bitchez, bitchez bitchez
17.Fuck It
(Hook)
Gotta go to court tomorrow , fuck it
Blow a stack at the mall , fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball , fuck it
My bitch was cheating after all , fuck it
Fuck it (x8)
(Verse 1)
Gotta go to court tomorrow , damn my dick
Y'all niggers like flies y'all be on my shit
Y'all niggers ain't fly, y'all niggers hoes
Y'all niggers ain't bros, y'all niggers hoes
Money stack for your lawyers 'cause I catch a case
With a crocodile hunter as you niggas snakes
And y'all niggers shout to pack the homies
Y'all niggas swiss cheese on your macaroni
Ye, I gotta go to court tomorrow
But I probably won't show up
Your bitch say she at home
If I pull up she gon' hoe up
I pistachio crack your bitch
Then pour up some activists
Like fuck the camera I got the glamour on me
2 boxes shorty I got the hammer on me
(Hook)
Gotta go to court tomorrow , fuck it
Blow a stack at the mall , fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball , fuck it
My bitch was cheating after all , fuck it
Fuck it (x8)
(Verse 2)
Fuck court, fuck the judge, fuck the DA
Pushing A bitch ball like EA
Ring rich and my pocket so swollen nigga
Young and rich I'm addicted to these gold diggers
So much money think we signed with illuminati
Inked up, tats all on the nigga body
Kicked up nigga, beam me up Scotty
That's your bitch nigga, she let us run the trolley
Ye, she won even off the molly
Push ain't the label, bitch you heard about us
Hit the mall , blow a stack then it's back to rap
Porsches benzos, niggas back to back
Wrapped on work, business bout to crack
My nigga Mustard on the beat, I'm his young attack
Ye, there's alot of money over here
Them niggas looking broke over there
(Hook)
Gotta go to court tomorrow , fuck it
Blow a stack at the mall , fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball , fuck it
My bitch was cheating after all , fuck it
Fuck it (x8)
(Verse 3)
I get it nr. 6 from poppeys
I go at stop signs
I got your bitch on the hotline
I drop hits you niggas drop dimes
Just caught another case, my nigga
My bitch is another race
I put you in another place
Know what, you niggers better say your grace
You niggas better say your grace
I'm trying to beat trial like the 808
Like, like, like boom boom boom
My house got rooms, rooms, rooms
We could smoke weed or we can do shrooms
You niggas dropping out so soon
Just got another court day
Like my taxes, I was late
(Hook)
Gotta go to court tomorrow , fuck it
Blow a stack at the mall , fuck it
I was supposed to play basketball , fuck it
My bitch was cheating after all , fuck it
Fuck it (x8)
18.B I T C H
19.Dont Trust
I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
But hopefully, none of us gone
Keep getting money, and stay 100
And I put the bros before hoes
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We will fuck your bitch
Then make her fuck my click
If I can't get you, I'ma get her
Then play piano with the click
Nigga shotgun against the click
But how some bum niggas gonna go against risk
It's all bad if I crack your bitch
I'm getting money, how she gonna go against the dick, yeah, yeah
They say you live and you learn, well I've learnt
Niggas want be say with the...
You was fuckin with it, now it's fucking you
Say you real, you a real ass dummy
Come up might someone pop your bitch ass
Now your mama hopin she ain't lost your bitch ass
Keep callin my phone, askin me for favors
So I had to put a block on your bitch ass
I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
But hopefully, none of us gone
Keep getting money, and stay 100
And I put the bros before hoes
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
Ebga, eevrybody get it
Certified young nigga give a damn about a nigga
Yg man fuck these niggas
If a nigga cross us, we will headshot a nigga
Cal p my right hand with my left hand
Glocks don't jam, shoot shots at you niggas
Bad bitch she a californian, and roll a california
Og kush nigga
When I'm in the club, shooters outside
They don't give a damn bout a nigga standin in the crowd
If a hater turnt up, I lift my head up
And the young niggas gonn turn his ass donw
I don't trust nobody, don't trust lee
I took a lot of niggas shit when I was on heat
You know young scooter, you know street
Man fuck y'all niggas cause I gotta eat
I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
But hopefully, none of us gone
Keep getting money, and stay 100
And I put the bros before hoes
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas.
20.I Smoke I Drank
(Hook)
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
(Verse)
Yeah, you're gonna have to kill me
As your bitch she fuckin fuck she say feel free
You can't fuck with me up too much, too much
Looking me my money too up, too up,
I'm killing niggas like the clu clutch, clu clutch,
Niggas talk shit but they don't do much
You niggas pull buzz, my bitch good looking,
She suck my dick and I tell that bitch good looking,
And I'm rolling off that pill, I'm rolling off the pill,
Fuck around the crash now I'm rolling off the hill,
Niggas know the real can't deal with the fake,
I ain't looking for some real love ,I can deal with the hate, oh
oh
You're my teeth grinding
You emotional bitch, just be quiet,
Here look, I got this ratchets give me ratchy
Alcohol and pills, I got habits on habits, nigga.
(Hook)
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
(Verse)
Yeah, look,
Rollin', rollin, rollin' another one light that shit up
Take ahead burnin out the one
Kush in my system know a bitch f＊cked up,
Purp drink in my cup gonna pour a bitch,
Pull me up, pull me up, but you know I can't sleep
And the bitch do rolling from my trip last week,
Push an ink and you know my nigga mustard on the beat
Ratchet quality music, and we do it for the streets,
We do it for the freaks, we do it for the peeps,
We do it for the thief skin, money in the streets
Nigga you don't want the beef, man I broze bring the heat,
Fire fight for your ass, boy you'd better have a seat,
West sight in this bitch, turned up hella bin,
If you really with the shit, shake it for the president,
On my first lane to shit, shaking hands on my trips
White G foe honey my niggas is relevant.
(Hook)
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
(Bridge)
I got this kush in my system
Somebody gonna be my victim.
I got this rockin my system,
Somebody gonna be my victim.
I'm a nasty nigga, I'll fuck you on the couch,
And if you ain't with that, I'll fuck you on the mouth.
Yeah I'm a nasty nigga, I'll fuck you on the couch,
And if you ain't with that, I'll fuck you on the mouth
(Hook)
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I smoke, I drink, I I I drink
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
I pop, I roll, I I I roll
21.I Like
I like big money, I rock big ice
Big booty bitches, that's what I like
Ciroc on the ice, bring it with the lights
'Cause that's what I like, I like, I like
Yeah, that's what I like, I like, I like
That's what I like, I like, I like
That's what I like, I like, I like
'Cause that's what I like
That's what I like, yeah, that's what I like
If you look like Beyonce, that's what I pipe
But never no wife, I do these hoes trife
This my bread, you will never get a slice
Big dick bandit, fuck you wanna hand me？
It's enough gold, that pussy smell like salmon
I said I wanna fuck… she said “K”
In one day, I blew 100K
We in Miami, stayin' at the Perry
You always gettin' milked like you stayed at the dairy
I be havin' problems, personal problems
I overdosed on Gucci and Dolce ＆ Gabbana
Got the clip in the K that's a big comma
You ain't gettin' money？ I don't have that problem
That pussy wet like pasta, I don't eat lobster
I gave her that dick and told her “hasta manana”
Flex it like an athlete, ain't no neighbors by my home
Get faded like I'm fishin' so you bitches know I'm gone
You know I'm gettin' blown – your girl give me dome
Fucked her to The Weeknd 'cause she heard me on The Zone
Gucci I got on – Louis I got on
If ain't about no money, then please leave me alone
Hundreds I'm throwin', stupid bitch I'm grown
How you gon' get these bands if your clothes still on？
Lean and Patron, good weed and gin
Pass out, wake up and do it again
Bitch I go in, don't act like you don't know
You say no to turn-up, Juciy J don't
Finessin' them racks… movin' them packs…
Spendin' them bands… makin' 'em back…
Haters gon' hate, that's a guarantee
Be about your money, broke niggas ain't hearin' me
22.I'll Do Ya
(feat. TyDollaSign)
I give it to ya from the back or the front from the side bitch
feel it in your guts
Cause girl I'll do ya
Have you ever fucked a blood？
Well baby he a loser
I make ya bust it open on the couch
I could put your fingers in my mouth
Cause baby I'll do ya
Me and myo ain't the same I'm different
Put that on something that's my word
I'll do ya, yeah I'll do ya
If a nigga come trippin I'll tell him I'll shoot ya
Beat the pussy up til it's red like rooster
And after I fuck I keep it movin like the Hoovers
All you ex niggas I'm a fuck you better than
And if they wearin chains I'm a jack em like Letterman
I really really really do know how to fuck
Pull the dick in slide out before I nut
Girl I'll do ya
Baby like it rough
Get her off the molly then we gon have a party
Lil mama I'll do ya
I give it to ya from the back or the front from the side bitch
feel it in your guts
Cause girl I'll do ya do ya do ya
Lil rich I'll do ya do ya do ya
Girl I'll do ya do ya I'll do ya
Put this thang in your mouh like a hookah
I don't need a body guard bitch I'm a shooter
Tydollasign getting money like a cashier
And I'm all in your bitch like a papsmear
Lil mama can't take it stop playin
You say I got the best dick you ever had
You got some little tittes but a lot of ass
Your boyfriend broke I got a lot of cash
And I found out you let the homie smash
Ain't gon judge ya, ain't gon judge ya
Pocket full of rubbers bitch I'm thuggin
Ain't go judge ya, ain't gon judge ya
Pocket full of rubbers bitch I'm thuggin
I do ya, do ya do ya
Cause bitch I do ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What's my name bitch？ YG 400
23.Yo Pussy
(Hook)
Don't trip, I be on my way
Over to your crib, so we can do that thang
Show you what it is
And do you got it girl
You can get the bitch
And I'ma beat that pussy like wild
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
No I ain't in love with you, I'm in love with your pussy girl
(Verse 1)
I'm in love with it, I'm in love with it
After I wear it out I'm in the tub with it
Have fun with it, make the pussy torn rap
Conversate about sex shit we can talk that
My shoes gucci and her bag chanel
Her face fresh, but her ass is real
When she let a nigga hit, I'ma smash for real like
Ye, for real for real
Since you got it, I'm tryin' to take it
That juice ain't the only thing naked
Fuck with me girl just because the dick good
And I'm a blood
(Hook)
Don't trip, I be on my way
Over to your crib, so we can do that thang
Show you what it is
And do you got it girl
You can get the bitch
And I'ma beat that pussy like wild
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love with it)
No I ain't in love with you, I'm in love with your pussy girl
(Verse 2)
I put the peace sign up and I put my thumb between
All I need is one minute have that pussy cream
And I lay pipe like the rodo boys
Dick long like a horse she call me polo boy
I be murdering the pussy nigga RIP
I'm deep deep in her she's screaming OMG
So don't trip I be on my way to the crib
I be the sucker you can be the kid
And I don't even really eat pussy
But tonight I'm deep diving in that pussy
I'm like turn around touch the ground
Look , bend over make that ass clap
(Bridge)
I love the way , it feels so tight and the way it taste
I love the way , it stays leaking when I'm in that thang
(Hook)
Don't trip, I be on my way
Over to your crib, so we can do that thang
Show you what it is
And do you got it girl
You can get the bitch
And I'ma beat that pussy like wild
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love)
'Cause I'm in love with your pussy girl (ye I'm in love)
No I ain't in love with you, I'm in love with your pussy girl
24.IDGAF
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Riding with my niggas
Like fuck it, die with my niggas
You a nigga with bitch weed
This remind me of my bitch named Tiffany
Nigga you a bitch tell 'em needle snitch you a snitch
All hammers getting tough
And all bad bitches getting fucked
Ice on my neck, fly first class on the jet
Bitch was so…
Young nigga tryina fuck
No ifs, ands, no buts your b I'm on nuts
Don't cough nigga pass the bitch
All my homies thirty they harass the bitches
Fuck you so proper
Low key mad cause me ex was a bopper
Nigga I don't give a fuck
Cash out on the bitch
I whip fast out on a snitch
Watch me do my dougie
No nigga watch me get rich
Pull up in that Porsche, take a piss
My old bitch got money like Oprah
All my homie … do coca
Pistols get popped like soda
Hate a bitch, who pussy got older
Riding with my niggas
Like fuck it, die with my niggas
You a nigga with bitch weed
This remind me of my bitch named Tiffany
Nigga you a bitch tell 'em needle snitch you a snitch
All hammers getting tough
And all bad bitches getting fucked
Ill Will chilling
Ask me what I'm doing, shit I'm trying to make a million
Put the fam on, sit back and make a killing
Riding round … in a Range on a mission
Flight to Puerto Rico, Spanish chicas
No habla espanol, please repeat that
Kicks I got they guessin'
Can't get 'em they stressin'
Never thought I was rapper material
But the fact is I'm killing human I'm cold and I'm telling you
Could've switched occupations
Jumped on the track just for vacations
Can't do me dog, just face it
Just face it
And these metals around my neck make a broke nigga go crazy
Riding with my niggas
Like fuck it, die with my niggas
You a nigga with bitch weed
This remind me of my bitch named Tiffany
Nigga you a bitch tell 'em needle snitch you a snitch
All hammers getting tough
And all bad bitches getting fucked
I just wanna fuck
Lil bitch so what？
'Cause I don't give a fuck
Riding with my niggas
Like fuck it, die with my niggas
You a nigga with bitch weed
This remind me of my bitch named Tiffany
Nigga you a bitch tell 'em needle snitch you a snitch
All hammers getting tough
And all bad bitches getting fucked
Nigga, I don't give a fuck
25.Hot Boyz Skit
Toast to the Hot Boyz, nigga
Hot Boyz did it, nigga
Hot Boyz nigga
Hot Boyz nigga
That was the point when I stopped believin'
'Cause I had nothin' else left to believe in
From now on, I was gon' get justice, my way
Make it happen then, nigga – the Hot Boyz way
26.No Sleep
If I dont grind we dont eat nigga
If I dont grind we dont eat nigga
If I dont grind we dont eat nigga
If I dont grind we dont eat nigga
25 aint no sleep nigga
Niggas got fucked up thinkin I'da let up
run up on me you fucked
nigga get mad cause they bitch wanna fuck
and i dont even fuck I just get sucked
ridin round town like a copper with a bopper
big booty having get popped up
homie told me you was broke I gave a nigga hope
real niggas dont bitch they pl..
talkin bout your whips
you aint even owning that
talkin bout your bitch through quotin
my niggas be bonen that
if I dont grind I dont eat
If I dont eat, somebody gets robbed
rap shit dont work, I finna be heard
cant be broke, gotta get a job
sike nigga never that
I got bad hoes they never fat
fuck em once never call them back
nigga what you call that？
got that no call back
mama know I'm ratchet
your bitch drop her draws cause all I do it drop classics
I play to win, but taking L for the team
I only fuck with nigga that'll take the shell for the team
millions on my mind,
my family needing this and that
hoes on my dick, if I pull up thats a bitch attack
Ridin round the city
be cash in my pocket
I'm smokin on this kush
in my stash got a rocket
and like my nigga James
go head and let thing harden
I cook it, whip it, spark it
hit the mall and valet park it, ugh
me and my niggas we go
me and my niggas blow O's
me and my niggas get dough
and my and my niggas fuck hoes
all night gotta keep that toast
gotta grind hard like a stripper on a pole
4 in the mornin Sprite sippin lets po
now im in the studio moving slow mo
aye, everyday we try to get paid
and if I make enough then Im gettin laid
from the Sun to the Moon niggas makin plays
see through a fake nigga like some ex-rays
get money fuck bitches
grind hard yea its worth it
if my number in your hoe phone
hell yeah you should be nervous
never slippin, never trippin, never fallin off the surface
stackin paper gettin racks
until our money perfect thats why
If I dont grind we dont eat nigga
if I dont shine we dont see nigga
if I aint high then I drink nigga
bitch pussy better not stink nigga
valet that Brinks nigga
fuck the police nigga
you mad at me nigga
put your money on street nigga
27.Youzza FLip Jay305 ＆ YG
Im that nigga
same old nigga
aint shit change, name getting bigger
hoes be choosen
cootchies be rulen
fuck is you doin？
bitch start screwin
I aint here to play games with ya or kiss ya
bitch you's a flipper
be on the dolphin
since the 8th grade bitch you been tossin
they used to call you choo-choo at dawsin
see her scars？ yeah at the back though
in and out the club yeah thats that hoe
kickin it with rappers？ yeah thats that hoe
fuckin with athletes？ yeah thats that hoe
anywhere the money is, is where the pussy go
she made a career, off her pussy hoe
damn shame cause the bitch she still broke
no judgin freak show I check no copy
youzza flip, we know you
dont act, you ratchet
youzza flip, we know you
dont act, you passed it
look, LA ratchet
I heard the pussy burn like acid
I'da fucked you at a studio on fairfax
I hope my nigga didnt hear the bed bounce
asshole on the clit thats a no-no
youz a neighborhood flip that call you roll-roll
you at the county gettin fools thats do-do
I'm on Worldstar looking at new-new
In Hollywood everynight ratchet
you let niggas hittin raw？ you nasty
get on your knees suckin dick so they Ashley
you got a chick that pay for anything ratchet
I passed it, Ace thrashed it
flying outta town fuckin nigga shooting baskets
you aint know me？ bitch yea I do
you aint know me？ bitch yea I do
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