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Marlo – Last Time Lyrics (feat. No Plug)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted March 3, 2020•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Verse 1: Marlo]
I went from making thirty off them hundreds to a nigga gettin’ money
I stayed standing, f**king bitches and stayin’ on top of riches, run them digits
Stop f**kin’ with them pigeons, I’m in the kitchen, really gettin’ it
I was sixth grade with a bag of midget, tryna flip it
Big bomb tucked, pistol armored up
And now I’m goin’ for nothin’
The J’s steal your dope, I’m tryna shake them folks
12 pressing on the block like whoa
Got a thirty-one in my coat
I ain’t believing this shit, you know the feeling when them peoples hit

[Chorus: Marlo]
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain’t prayed to you in a while but this shit tryin’
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas goin’ wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that’s bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time

[Verse 2: No Plug]
How you want to drive, a water whip a straight drop
f**k the DEA nigga, and the state cops
They banned from the 9, they tried to take me from the block
I’m like an offensive lineman, every day I’m making blocks
In that Porsche Carrera 9-11, I’m gon’ drop the top
When your ho see all these diamonds man, she gon’ suck my cock
I’m like a crackhead in the game, sellin’ dope, I can’t stop
All them diamonds in my chain, man they doin’ the milly rock
I been ballin’ for a long time, you just thug to Pac
If you buy twenty-eight from me you know it gon’ hop
I’m like DMX and Ox, f**k a book I’m sellin’ blocks
I’ma straight drop everything, bitch I’m settin’ up shop

[Chorus: Marlo]
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain’t prayed to you in a while but this shit tryin’
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas goin’ wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that’s bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time

Tee Grizzley – Time (feat. Jeezy) lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted May 14, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Intro: Jeezy]
Tee, what’s happening homie?
Oh it’s on
Its yo time my nigga
See this a fucked up game right here my nigga like
They ain’t kicking this shit how we kicking this shit man
You talking for the people, you talking for us nigga
I understand yo struggle nigga, cause yo struggles just like mine
I wanna see you on top nigga, all the way on top nigga
ChopsquadDJ on the beat so its a bang

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
See I know a whole lot about a little bit
Ain’t bout to get me big mad about some lil shit
I came from white squares, scorpions in the middle bitch
White drop top horses in the middle bitch
See fuck pussy niggas they been in some luxury
No more nightmares or DEA custody
Throw them handcuffs on me, drag me out my bed
Nigga playing with my paper I’ma give him lead
You ever catch a nigga with it, bitch I’m going fed
22 summers straight, bitch I’m getting bread
Bottom of the pyrex, spread it like some butter
28, I made twins, now he got a brother
Do it for my mother, my lil sister do
My nephews and my niece, without me, what they gon’ do?
Rest in peace to Mad Lou, she ain’t see me shine
This a pressure bust pipes, well it made a diamond
New diamond in the AP, perfect timing
Really came from the bottom, yeah I must remind em’
Big flakes in the bricks, yeah I’m tryna blind em’
Where the billion dollars at? Shit I’m tryna find it
Was a hood nigga, now I’m a good nigga
When I walk up in the bank, they say he good nigga
Can’t figure me out, misunderstood nigga
I made a mill on Madden Ave, thats on the hood nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Time (it’s your time)
Nigga, it’s your time (know it’s your time)
Waste it, you can’t get it back
My nigga it’s your time (What you gon do with that?)
You can’t waste no time (you can’t get it back)
You can’t waste no time
You can’t waste no time

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
All them bags, I saw everybody else get it (never had it)
Hood trophies, I saw everybody else with it
When I finally got my shine, niggas felt it (oh they felt it)
Got yo bitch in the Benz, pussy melt (pussy drip)
Hold up, spread that money out, we can’t be selfish (let’s get to it)
Playing like spades, get a nigga and his partner dealt with
They said we only fucked up once, Tee left us on stuck (left us hanging)
How many chances niggas want?
You niggas grown as fuck (god damn)
We gon’ be forever straight with god, we gon’ forever live
Niggas had what I had, but I did shit they never did
White on white AP gon’ make that bitch fuck, while she celibate
Draco will go through an elephant and kill whatever’s hit
Niggas that was up ain’t come around the hood (they was out the way)
Got rich young, retire early, got your timing good (thank you lord)
Older niggas told me get it and stay out the hood (what)
But I chose to motivate the streets and push Bentleys around the hood

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Time (it’s your time)
Nigga, it’s your time (know it’s your time)
Waste it, you can’t get it back
My nigga it’s your time (What you gon do with that?)
You can’t waste no time (you can’t get it back)
You can’t waste no time
You can’t waste no time

Q Money – Work

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted August 26, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Hook: Rick Ross]
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8

[Verse 1 – Uncle Murda:]
Bitch I let my money work in California
Bitch I’m with the mexicans, in Arizona
Bitch I’m talking pure white for every thousand grands
Bitch I’m talking white girls on the Peter Pan
Bitch I’m sitting at the light in some big shit
Talking big shit, listening to big shit
Quarter mill for my big chains, hey papi I need a hundred things
A hundred homie? Nigga you heard me a hundred things
Bitch I let my money work, I’m blowing thousands
Bitch I got my whole crew out of public housing
Town over tell me to tell Ross I got that
The police, the F boys, the DEA can’t stop that
That nina, that.40, that AK I pop that
That Louis, that Gucci that flossy I rock that
That new girl with epic insomnia I got that
I got that, nigga you heard me I got that

[Hook: Rick Ross]
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8

[Verse 2 – French Montana:]
I’m putting overtime bitch I let my money work
You know I overgrind bitch now I’m 20 worth (milli)
Still riding dirty hanging on the stake
Talking 40 shard kit for the break
Me and Murda on the back block swerving
Higher than a motherfucker feel turbulence
I let my money twerk, twerk let the bitches smurk, smurk
Let the dogs go, let them drivers skurve
I know some average sis, I know some porn stars
I own some bentley sis, I got some sports car
Underground we spend that, little bars I in that
Hottest niggas we been that, fast cars we in that
Correct to try to save me, won’t see me on a warning poster
Stand up with the work, count on money all in one motion
I’m talking same damn time
Knowing I’m a make ’em when I was way back griding, coke boy

[Hook: Rick Ross]
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass (You Only Live 2Wice Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted April 3, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Verse 1]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With them extras out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Verse 2]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Verse 3]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

Guerra – Almighty letra

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted March 20, 2017•0 Comment(s)

Letra Almighty – Guerra

Puede que mañana me vaya
Así que ama y lo calla (Almighty) (Jajaja)
Brincando me brinque la muralla
Choque contra una valla (Baby tú y yo somos imposible).(guerra)

‘Tamos en la disco quemando
Aquí no existen reglas
Las corta de las carteras de la baby paso.

Mami yo vivo a mi manera.

Y hasta el día en que me muera
Va a tener que soportar este flow.

Y puede que mañana me vaya
Así que ama y lo calla
Que nadie va a saber que paso (Que paso).

Brincando me brinque la muralla
Choque contra una valla
Guerrear sin balas dentro de una Glock.

Y dicen guerra
Yo que tu no salgo (Salga)
Siempre ready por si algo
Los dioses no te matan ni con largos (Almighty)
Ni sumándose de lo que valgo.

Y salgo con los malos también con dos palos jockey
Ya le enganche el microfono al karaoke.

Artillery
Tengo una candidata como Hillary
Que meta las pistolas en los delivery.

Te damos todos los tiros en el estudio
Sin ruido con los phone
Ustedes son clones
Como el pasto que tiene sus blones.

A tu mujer le gustan mis tatuajes
Dile que no me da guaje
Que va a terminar chingando en mi carruaje.

No me cela ni pelea
Si exploto un revolu no fantasmea
Le paso la 40 y me la moldea.

Baby chambea
Tengo gatas que trabajan pa’ la DEA
Y balas que dejan la cara fea (Ronca pa’ que vea).

Puede que mañana me vaya
Así que ama y lo calla
Que nadie va a saber que paso (Que paso).

Brincando me brinque la muralla
Choque contra una valla
Guerrear sin balas dentro de una Glock.

Y dicen guerra
Yo que tu no salgo
Siempre ready por si algo
Los dioses no te matan ni con largos
Ni sumándose de lo que valgo.

Tu andas conmigo tranquila
Bajaron las botellas tu vacila
Que en mi combo anda Dios y nos vigila.

Estos tipos te tiran
Pero pa’ que es como si no existieran
Por eso a las gringas las traje de afuera.

Afuera exploto el problema
Afuera esta tu ex que no me huya
Yo me lo llevo a el y a las patrullas
Que tu no eres suya versuri-lyrics.info
Que se va a morir cuando tú te concluyas
Va en diciembre y siempre anda con la tuya.

No me cela ni pelea
Si exploto un revolu no fantasmea
Le paso la 40 y me la moldea.

Baby chambea
Tengo gatas que trabajan pa’ la DEA
Y balas que dejan la cara fea (Loco pa’ que vea).

‘Tamos en la disco quemando
Aquí no existen reglas
Las corta de las carteras de la baby paso.

Mami yo vivo a mi manera
Y hasta el día en que me muera
Va a tener que soportar este flow.

Y puede que mañana me vaya
Así que ama y lo calla
Que nadie va a saber que paso.

Brincando me brinque la muralla
Choque contra una valla
Guerrear sin balas dentro de una Glock.

Y dicen guerra
Yo que tu no salgo
Siempre ready por si algo
Los dioses no te matan ni con largos
Ni sumándose de lo que valgo.

KingSwifft
En el ritmo
It’s The Game Changer
En el tema (Ah)
Cambiándole el ritmo
Dímelo Custom
Ray La R
Industria De Los Inmortales
Oye cuidase que yo llego pa’ quedarme
Con que ritmo quiere que lo mateee.
Almighty letras
Video Almighty

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted March 9, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 1]
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With connections out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 2]
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Refrain]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 3]
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

Problem – Moneeey

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted January 17, 2017•0 Comment(s)

Now, who’s hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who’s mostly Goldie down
To the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain’t nothing change but my limp
Can’t stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pulling all the love
You don’t believe in Harlem World nigga double up
We don’t play around it’s a bet lay it down
Nigga didn’t know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I’m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can’t no PHD niggas hold me down, Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Yeah yeah, ahaha, I’m the C-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y
Know you’d rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinking now’s
When all the balling stops, nigga never
Home gotta call me on the yacht
Ten years from now we’ll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won’t stop
Now what you gonna do when it’s cool
Bag a money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours, violate me
This’ll be your day, we don’t play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain’t enough time here, ain’t enough lime here
For you to shine here, deal with many women
But treat dimes fair, and I’m
Bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah yeah

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Uhh, uhhh
B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I’m flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, being mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it’s cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain’t no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep their hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggas see, B.I.G.
Be flossing jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here’s my phone number
Your name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
On trizack, leave your ass kizzack

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

What’s going on?
What’s going on?
I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

Young M.A – Get This Money

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted January 13, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Hook]
Called the homie Jay like let’s go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not I need a hundred bands
So we started working working ’til that cash came
All of the sudden all these bitches want my last name

[Verse 1]
The way these niggas hate I hope they get a check for it
Maybe not, but you get checked for it
I hope you pay your bills before you pay attention
How you a hatin’ ass nigga ’bout to get evicted?
You old cornboat nigga wearin’ panties plus some drawers on
Nigga cheerleader on pom poms
Niggas see the barrel on this gun I call ’em long johns nigga
When it shot you’ll be long gone nigga
We mix that Henny with that Rosé
We drink Henny with that OJ
We drink henny out the bottle straight, no chase
Where you at? we at your ho place
Took a picture with your chick, but she had her head in my lap
Face down, every time when I’m, hol’ up wait
Then I put the picture on the gram and I tagged her man
I don’t give a damn, with a caption that said no face no case

[Bridge]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
Old Tommy ass nigga, you ain’t got a job
Now we gettin’ all this money we ain’t gotta rob
Gettin’ money ain’t the problem it’s just keeping it
Pain Gang, that’s the team that I’m eating with
Dreams came true ’cause we believed in it
It’s Redlyfe motherfucker and I’m bleeding it
I represent BK nigga, fuck the cops and the DEA nigga
Fuck a snitch and the he say she say nigga
Old honey bun cheesecake nigga
Goons run up like a relay nigga
It’s no games, no EA nigga
Eat your food and leave you with a clean plate nigga
Fuck a fraud, fake three face nigga
Put you in a box like a sweepstakes nigga
We mixing sour with that cherry kush
Why you smokin’ on that Reggie Bush?

[Hook]
Called the homie Jay like let’s go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not I need a hundred bands
So we started working working ’til that cash came
All of the sudden all these bitches want my last name

[Verse 3]
Fuck your opinion, I’m in love with money and women
If she want to be a thot then that’s her decision
She ain’t complaining, she ain’t mad, upset, or offended
She grown, leave her alone, if she with it she with it
Money ruin, when you get it you flip it
I’m lying, cause as soon as I get it I spend it
But fuck it, I’m living, I’m living
Soon as I feel I’m going broke, I fix it, I fix it
Two jesus heads as if I’m religious
God the only man I ever commit with
Dear lord, I’m sinning, I’m sinning
I know this Henny is the devil, I hope I’m forgiven

[Bridge]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Hook]
Called the homie Jay like let’s go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not I need a hundred bands
So we started working working ’til that cash came
All of the sudden all these bitches want my last name

Da$h – Grade A

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted November 22, 2016•0 Comment(s)

(Drugs, Grade-A, Bitch, Grade-A, Gun, Grade-A)
(Yeah, So x4)
(Bitch, Grade-A, Drugs, Grade-A)
(Ayy, Grade-A, Grade-A, Grade-A)
Yeah, So
(Drugs, Grade-A, Bitch, Grade-A, Gun, Grade-A)
Yeah, So
As if you ain’t fuckin’ know
As if you ain’t fuckin’ know
(See me, say mayday)
Yeah, So
Ayy
Yeah, So
Yeah, So

[Hook]
Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the DEA
Sippin’ jugg, [?] for a rainy day
If my teacher saw me now what would she say
Same thing that the fiends say, Grade-A

Grade-A (x17)

Fuck the cops, fuck the Judge, fuck the DEA

Yeah, So (x8)

[Verse 1]
Been in corners, burnin’ bridges, breakin’ bitches
All while tryna duck the sentence too
Young and troubled, dubbed the pinnacle
Getting who, tre eight on the physical
Snub turn your brain to noodle soup
Came to show these niggas who is who
Packs that I flew and sold in school, Grade A

[Verse 2]
Mayday, don’t fuck with no naysay
I ain’t seen shit, want the P with the beam kit
Need some cut to mix the lean with
Turn your wife into a scene bitch
All facts, got some niggas serving life times
Cause most of y’all niggas all rats
Observe from the top, blowin’ pot, sippin’ drop
And I swear I ain’t lonely now that my demons my homies
I swear if they could they would clone me
Completing a mission my flow is forbidden
I swear you too big for your britches
I’m fuckin’ they bitches
I’m from the era where you bang and you giving out stitches You faggots would of known, I’m getting to the dough
Anyway I can, [?] kitchen, then we bagging dope
Out a fuckin’ brick, doing hand to hands
You would think we playing ring around the rose
London town, a couple thousand pound a show
Bitch, don’t you say that I ain’t international
Ever been to places when you go to other places
That customs will hassle you, trappin’ for capital
All off of rappin’, know that I’m snappin’
Young and I’m active
You try to interfere, my instinct is clappin’
I’m true to my faction
We move out the tightest of regiments
Surrounding myself with some predicates
Destination, where the cheddar is
Sliding down, off the sedatives
Ridin’ ’round, off the medicine
Weapons is guns and intelligence
Say that the Devil sent, I’m sure I ain’t Heaven sent
But then again, yeah I’m hella bent
Yeah, I’m hella bent
But then again, yeah I’m hella bent
They say that we Devil sent
I’m just sure I ain’t Heaven sent
Then again, yeah I’m hella bent
Hella bent, then again, yeah I’m hella bent

[Hook]
Fuck the cops, fuck the Judge, fuck the DEA
Sippin’ jugg, [?] for a rainy day
If my teacher saw me now what would she say
Same thing that the fiends say, Grade A

Grade-A (x17)

Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the DEA

Yeah, So (x8)

[Outro]
No stress, more checks, more sex. What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?

What you smokin’ on? You smokin’ on some fire?

Might be some Ammi, might be some mafuckin’ Cheese, it just might be some Hogs Breath. I just know I smokin’ better than y’all niggas is smokin’ at home

Aww yeah (True)

And they gave me a school bus

Right, not a green room, but a green bus

Nigga, I’mma professor nigga

That’s life

I’m professor nigga

That’s progress

My profession is; livin’ like a wild mafucka and makin’ y’all niggas hate y’all shit or just wanna do it like me. Cause don’t front you wanna do it like me

PREACH

Real talk. RIP Yams, Free Mugga nigga, I don’t give a fuck ’bout nothin’ else. My niggas or nothin’

It’s all love

Motley Crue – Anarchy In The U.k.

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted November 22, 2016•0 Comment(s)

Right now
Oh I am an anti-Christ
And I am an anarchist
Don’t know what I want
But I know how to get it
I want to destroy your passion boy
‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
In this fuckin’ city

Anarchy for the USA
It’s coming sometime, maybe
I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
Your future dream is a sharpie’s scheme
‘Cause I want to be, anarchy
Well it’s the only way to be

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
There are many ways to get what you want
I use the best, well I use the rest
Well I use the enemy
I use anarchy
‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
Fuck the rat race man

Is this the PMRC
Or is this the DEA
Or is this the CIA
I thought it was the U.S.A.
Or just another country
Some other fuckin’ country
And I, want to be, anarchy
Oh I want to fuckin’ hear it man
And I, want to be, anarchy
Let’s say it again boys
And I, want to be, anarchy
Fuckin’ destroy

Motley Crue – Anarchy In The U.K. letras

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 29, 2016

Right now
Oh I am an anti-Christ
And I am an anarchist
Don’t know what I want
But I know how to get it
I want to destroy your passion boy
‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
In this fuckin’ city

Anarchy for the USA
It’s coming sometime, maybe
I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
Your future dream is a sharpie’s scheme
‘Cause I want to be, anarchy
Well it’s the only way to be

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
There are many ways to get what you want
I use the best, well I use the rest
Well I use the enemy
I use anarchy
‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
Fuck the rat race man

Is this the PMRC
Or is this the DEA
Or is this the CIA
I thought it was the U.S.A.
Or just another country
Some other fuckin’ country
And I, want to be, anarchy
Oh I want to fuckin’ hear it man
And I, want to be, anarchy
Let’s say it again boys
And I, want to be, anarchy
Fuckin’ destroy