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0JdXWoF5EjmFfDQaUFvaov | EST Gee | XXL | Know, Bookoo said I'm the new 2Pac
Nigga be sayin' I'm the new Jeezy (lexinf' on that bitch, hol' up)
I told him I'm not, though (shit is scripted)
It's gonna be two dead on the day I go
Yeah, you crazy (yeah, yeah, FOREVEROLLING)
Don't put them, tell them move in loose, might see a sniper on the roof
You heard me too, seen rappers fool, live double lives in the booth
I'm glad my first son came out cool, I cooked up close by a dude
Ridin' with a wig, cops see no kids, tryna put this baby on you
They all non-factors, it's true, don't rap, they actually do
I was gon' quit this shit, came back, the streets kept askin' me to
I'm checkin' flight status and trackin', pray my package come through
Sittin' in a half a million-car coupe, blowin' the black out the roof
It's too much blood spilled on my boots, I can't even ask for a truce
Heard I'm in town, they get spooked, fake ass and wrestling dudes
See is, it's dope boy music, how the fuck you confuse it?
Super hard body, tote a rocket when in Houston
Out the water faucet, million dollar worth of jewelry
Beat two cases, fuck a revocation, I ain't do it
I walk down, flyers, papers, couldn't wait 'til 22 end
As big as my influence is, think my life a movie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, God to you niggas, stars in my ceilin'
We different, all my videos shot in my cars, not in rentals
Black tar heroin flippin', post my ass in the center
The streets knew king didn't end it, give a fuck if they play, listen
Finesse the double-X-L, told me, "Gee, you cold as hell"
The best friends came this year, but they late, that ship been sailed
I fuck with Simone model ass, you covered, but be real
I guarantee they budget and my ears, neck, and wrist on wheels
Declined her, but she like me, won't do a cover on me, still
Free my men out the feds, I'ma scream until I'm pale
But most y'all niggas dead, never see they face again
Pineapple mixed with red, turn this Fanta Keenan-Kel
Clean off a dirty scale, prayin' it's not that hot in hell
'Cause if I go to heaven and don't see red, then I might bail
I make wolves tuck they tails, all our opps dead or tell
Plug talk to they BMs, don't love they kids, I'm sendin' a Zelle
Do too much show and tell, and beefin' on the web
That's how you end up tail, body nailed to a chair
And bro, they hit his head, bow like he sayin' a prayer
We shootin' bricks like Craigs, like it's Friday all year
Yeah, I'm God to you niggas, stars in my ceilin'
We different, all my videos shot in my cars, not in rentals
Black tar heroin flippin', post my ass in the center
The streets knew king didn't end it, give a fuck if they play, listen
Mm, the biggest and the realest
Shit's not scripted
Mm, can't be like me, mm
In a hundred years, you might not make it out
Biggest and not only in rap, just as I came out
Keep copyin', if you don't copy, you'll tell somebody
You don't need use a copy, try and get it out of me, but they just can't do it
They never did nothin', swear, it don't make no sense
And all these niggas fall off after a few months
The biggest though, yeah
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0A5fRjPHOLznxrx7dVEpx5 | EST Gee | TURN THE STREETS UP | Ayy, turn the streets up (FOREVERROLLING) turn the streets up (yeah)
G, turn the streets up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I believed in dope dealers, not the tooth fairy
They told me slide every day to learn to shoot better
He still a OG, well-respected, but he too heavy
He taught us money murder happen like a new level
And if you keep it all together, then your crew special
I'm smoking cigarettes in a foreign, burning my seat leather
But I ain't trippin', this my shit, not no exotic rental
When politickin', don't talk, listen, figure out intentions
You don't want no motor mouth ass nigga as your co-defendant
Too many grown ass men out here co-depending
Relying on another nigga to go fix they issue
The type of shit to make my situation monumental
Three of us hopped out rentals, run off, knock off niggas' mental
He leave, he walk with limps like shitting without no toilet tissue
You prob'ly playa, but can't play us with no fundamentals
Games, I fix 'em, pay my competition confidential
You gotta take the heat, come wit' it, out here claiming killers
Real street vendor, French our trap houses more bitter senses
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Yeah, I got it out the stove
Block hot, heart cold
Foreignness, big Drabs
If any one of these bullets touch him, he won't be the same
The way I make a tough ass nigga holler out for they momma name
It'll be a cold day in hell, you think that I'ma change
Twisting the bowl, make it swollen, add the Lidocaine
Even if I stretch it, it's gon' come back like a lighter change
We wrapped his arm up with the seatbelt, then we tied the veins
They hit the same batch killed his buddy, think he want the same
He want the highs to project him to another plane
Then when he come down, he gon' call me in a couple days
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Man, I got you
Hold up, hold on, hold on, what we say?
They been using and abusing the young turnt nigga shit, man
They need to hear from that real nigga, man, the biggest
You niggas ain't turnt
You niggas ain't turnt
We can go, y'all
Ah
We ain't even gon' call it dog shit no more
That's horse shit there, man
Man, man, turn the streets up, man
That's horse shit, man
Aye, nah, that's our motto, bro
Turn the streets up
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5PkN8WUr8NIivKX6uNo61r | EST Gee | TOAST | Never too soon (yeah, yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Never too soon (yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Never too soon (yeah, yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never too soon (yeah)
The same lost me to you (yeah)
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah
Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
Took you back for a 2021, like 20-somethin' guns
In the twenty, our guns from the shop
Wasn't no security or nothin', just me and my youngins'
We gon' kill' em if we run into an opp
Topping that mix, like work your wrist
Trap hard in the bricks, no cream of the crop
When I see a rock, codeine, red wock
When dude spoke on me, and he end up shot
When bruh switched, and he end up popped
I sat back and watched, I'ma take my spot
I can't be stopped, I'm locked in this spot
One whiff of this, and it's clearing up snot
Even back then, I was holdin' my chin
Knew I was gon' win, no way I'm not
Back when my momma got sick
Had to give up minus ten
Would've gave up my life to save her
I can't change it, I'ma gangsta
Gun slangin', cold caser
Waited patient, niggas ain't come
Tough, don't tell me, come with eight guns
Number one in the wake-up
When I spend some to make some
When my best friend was a H bum
Nobody made it where I came from
Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
When I come through the city
Need a ticket for the show
'Bout the same thing I made for the smoke
Next day air, in the rain or the snow
I done buck 401
So I can buck for one more
Ask for more, and I'm telling 'em "no"
Look what they did when I didn't have hope
Right for the ball, went flat and my dawg
Turned back
If they ask why I'm cutting his throat
I gotta keep it close
Even when I'm at a show
Niggas shirt get soaked out here thinking I don't
Thought I felt turnt, then I upped my dose
Me, James, Baby, like five, ten hoes
Bring J home, bop down, not ghost
Then it's drop tie, rake us for the goat
Had to flip flop white black on the truck
Tell these lil' punks in the streets I'm Trump
Tryna get the whole thing back
Get a long Cadillac
If the police spin then we toast
I done came a long way, travelin' in the car
Like traffic in a four-way, halfway to a whole
It just take long to bring back and the load
Ain't stamped, it's drought, fall straight to the floor
Wishing my dog came back, long live Nate
Man, in the club, we spilling out Mo'
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't none of these rappers they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these niggas they broke
250 cash, I chose in the tote
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
I ain't like none of these rappers they broke
Yeah
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5rAV8NxCASv0isWVJVff6k | EST Gee | I LIKE | (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
No bitch-
You deserted
(FOREVERROLLING)
Wicked as ever, easy to do if you special
Ain't cracking my dope through the pressure
Killer, a dealer, finesser, and managed to fit making raps in my schedule
I know the other side say I'm a devil
But fuck it, it's fuck 'em, enough for forever
I 'member I tried to vent to a reverend
He told me I'm psycho and couldn't have had helped me
I just like beef a lil' better, wan' drop her
More lettuce make sure that it's healthy, entice her a lil' better
If you my nigga and hear disrespect
You should check it, anything else to me extra
Back and forth gossipin' means you too messy
Do you regret wanting pressure?
Is it a loss or a lesson when I send a blitz to your section?
Know I'm impressive, obsessive
I study from one or two 'fore I stretched him
Niggas be wrecking 'til I come through wreck 'em
Especially, I know his moves like a wrestler
Niggas in black and white, pussy, Sylvester
But I guess rats and the cat go together
Send a shot straight to his head, Excedrin
Prob'ly forget, but I'll never forgive him for piping
Put lead in him like a pencil
I like stepping, I like repping
I like hopping out cars with my weapon
I like blessing, I like helping
I like to make sure this shit get to heaven
I like testing, I like pressure
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like stepping, I like repping
I like hopping out cars with my weapon
I like blessing, I like helping
I like to make sure this shit get to heaven
I like testing, I like pressure
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up the fuck up
Tell me cool cars parked on front street
Why niggas ain't make a punch all week
It be loud when I'm gone, when I'm home, not one peep
Since when big dogs let pups eat
I remember serving fent when it wasn't cheap
Let a trick turn splits in a whole binks
Buy it soft, make it come back concrete
You was always a rapper but you weren't street
So you know they strategically duck me
Never killed nothin' but they make tough choice
Tell 'em how you got glued to your front seat
It be hard to hide in a OT
Niggas do everything but bust yeets
Startin' to think they may work with the police
And they plans died long as we got beef
Until they died from thinkin' shit sweet
Riata come through, niggas play sleep
Say it's safe to pop out like next week
Just make sure it's a lo when you text me
You know I unexpectedly I'm death, B
I done earned my stripes like a referee
Niggas runners, they brothers, they Jefferies
You know I'm known for turning shit to veggies
Make sure you mention the king, respectfully
I like stepping, I like repping
I like hopping out cars with my weapon
I like blessing, I like helping
I like to make sure this shit get to heaven
I like testing, I like pressure
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like stepping, I like repping
I like hopping out cars with my weapon
I like blessing, I like helping
I like to make sure this shit get to heaven
I like testing, I like pressure
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut up forever
I like to make sure he shut the fuck
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7Fr5xo3GHRrJ1Q5kacxrGv | EST Gee | THE BIGGEST | It's some bitches I'll wife, and it's some bitches I like
It's some bitches I made love to, and bitches I pipe
It's some bitches on the 'gram that I'll fly out tonight
Just like this bitch I can't forget, do her like riding a bike
It be the bitches that I never met, that pull out they mind
My bitches knew that bitch was lying soon as they post it online
I'm a one and done I ain't tryna fuck four times
Hit your buddy up, I ain't on that one-on-one vibe
All my bitches know I say it, I don't mean it as bad
All bitches know if you my bitch, I'm the best that you had
And if my bitches get smashed, then my bitch in the past
Still my bitches when they answer, you was running in last
Yeah, I'm the biggest realist, the most money Guinness
The flowers, dollars, the biggest big doggas
The bottles out bosses, yeah, that's what they all call me
I bought her ass shots, cushion when I fall on her
The clothes, the dopers, the most smoke wanters
The rumors, the ridges, the ignance or the ignornace
I told her ain't no limit get the biggest of the biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest, of the biggest, of the biggest
You can get it
Uh, big as Beyoncé, Jigga, big as red bape from Tigga
Or Will and Jada Pickett
Exchanging feelings cool, I'm there, I'll leave you hating nigga
But I ain't into saving bitches, player since my baby picture
The love you show me in my face one of the greatest feeling
The love you show while I'm away, how you gon' fake a feeling?
Why I ain't changing pictures, I'm escaping bitches
Pay me, take a picture
Pay her, kiss it, pay her tickets in, so she don't take it with her
I don't look at it as tricking
I look at as handling business
If you got it and I want it, I'ma pay to come and get it
If I buy it, then I own it I'm the last nigga with it
Unless I loan it to my niggas, we gon' treat it like a rental
Yeah, I'm the biggest realist, the most money Guinness
The flowers, dollars, the biggest big doggas
The bottles out bosses, yeah, that's what they all call me
I bought her ass shots, cushion when I fall on her
The clothes, the dopers, the most smoke wanters
The rumors, the ridges, the ignance or the ignornace
I told her ain't no limit get the bigggest of the biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest, of the biggest, of the biggest
You can get it
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1wTS6aMYgI8k2YMeyt9jH3 | EST Gee | PERSONAL | If not me, then who?
(Flex on that beat, hol' up)
If not me, then who?
She don't got no room for no shit (FOREVEROLLING)
I get to takin' shit too far soon as I feel played
Submitting the easiest way to avoid it, now a deal's made
Loyal until yo' graves, money spent and bills paid
Before I made a platinum song, I had to meal save
I got it all but lost my dawg, so I don't feel great
But I don't show it anyway, it might not still change
Hop out, RR stands for Rolls-Royce, not for no lil' Range
I watched 'em throw dirt on my boy, it made me feel strange
Prob'ly why I'm tryna kill 'em off, ain't 'bout no steel cage
Ain't fuckin' with us, want they slingo dance and everything
Big boss slipped away
Think I'll let her keep the change, I don't love, but we can trade
This shit's a revenge thing, courtesy of Kanye
If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' 'bout no room
No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true
'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal
If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' bout no room
No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true
'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal
I guarantee that you don't want me on that with you
No funny shit, no cutting loose, just fucking every blue moon
He just died, is you cool? Don't know if it's too soon
Bills ain't gon' knock big dude, just let me know you need me to come through
And I got you, this ain't no image, this how I'm living, so fuck how I'm viewed
Just asked my city, I'm real-real living, so I shoot his moms, too
And I run it and pick it, anywhere he get it shoot-outs and drive-throughs
I'ma slide, breakin' loose
Switches, switches, Dracs too, he must've been garage plannin'
Must've thought he could dodge it, he gettin' it, lost his noggin
A killer without a conscience I promise the numbest
Red Zone's finest, miss me with that nonsense
If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' 'bout no room
No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true
'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal
If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' bout no room
No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true
'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal
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40mpzp4jTVUATs3a9znudp | EST Gee | MORE BLOOD | More blood
It's gon' be more blood
Flexin' on that bitch (It's gon' be more blood)
Yeah, no more pain ain't what I prayed for
Asked God change my face, snake to a dinosaur
Carnivore, It's gon be more blood 'fore I go, Lord
Yes, I'm sure
Drape me in jewelry 'fore I face the floor
Patience George
Watch for the cross, you seen this shit before
History been written for me, BC before Jesus born
Seek, destroy, keep it going, demon boy, bullhorns
We the point, fool store, D-boy, addicted to it
He the whore, soda pour, rapping just my decoy
Killin' keep the energy, shit I learned from the streets
I learned that you can fake the trust
But you can't fake the love
You know it's real if when we chill
I show I got my gun
I learned the power
Watch the young turn the spliffs into tons
I built myself, collecting crumbles, no one gave me none
King of the slums
Beef the numbers up with one on ones
Kissing my junkie bitch with tongue during my first run
How could you judge what I become
You ain't been in the mud
You never microwaved, no bun
So it's sole, it's crud
A couple I got game from fucked they name up
Sayin' some statements make gangsta the agents
A pill cater cased 'cause he faced them and ain't say none
Call me, know I'm comin' to save you from the danger
No more pain ain't what I prayed for
Asked God change my face, snake to a dinosaur
Carnivore, it's gon' be more blood 'fore I go Lord
Yes, I'm sure
Drape me in jewelry 'fore I face the floor
Patience George
Watch for the cross, you seen this shit before
History been written for me, BC before Jesus born
Seek, destroy, keep it going, demon boy, bull horns
We the point, fool store, D-boy, addicted to it
I just don't return unless you tryna burn (tryna burn)
I let it purge
And still I turn the plan, you gon' learn
Tryna take what I earn
Like I don't stand on this firm
I don't speak on shit, a word
Case dismissed, court adjourned
First degree, second, and third
I don't need no learning curve
I'm from Newburg
Nigga you know we slide and serve
Only big unc' left is worm
Shootin' can confirm the terms
Serve more work than they serve first
No sleep from the first til third
And tables always made to turn
Just like them bridges made to burn
Sitting from the realist out
Directions niggas head in was dead ends
I took different routes
Bricklayer, way maker
Help you stretch your last out, survive the drought
Learn to throw stones out of a glass house
Ice over grass like the weather bad when it's cold out
Pledge allegiance to us
Won't go against it for no amount
Ain't what I prayed for
Hmm, hmm
Faint next to it
I show it, hmm
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58Oj2g9GDO4xYKrtgDNeUv | EST Gee | A MOMENT WITH GOTTI (FEAT. YO GOTTI) | Mmm, mhm, mhm, mmm
Uh
Yeah, real as it get (real as it get)
Plus your favorite rapper been on my dick (favorite rapper been on my dick)
I just was prayin' that they ain't drop me, probably fent' in my piss (FOREVEROLLING)
I told my mama I owe her, she told me, "Shut up and grit" (told me, "Shut up and get that money")
Purebred rednose pit, I train it lay down and sit
They tried boxing me in, but I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing (I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing)
I send 'em, they comin'
I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred (I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred)
Took off running, but stumbled, got his head turned to a pumpkin (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Plus my sons in abundance, they know they daddy been thuggin'
Even though I know they mama make me show I love 'em with money (show I love 'em with cash)
I'm the king of the jungle, but they ain't vote me the leader (they ain't vote me the man)
I undercut my competers, although it's cheaper, it's ether
Rushin', puttin' it in the freezer, pray it don't clog up his needle (pray it don't clog up his needle)
I'm on Poplar like Gotti, playin' "Touchdown" through my speakers (playin' "Touchdown")
With all my jewelry on in my car, for a nigga ain't touchin' me neither
I just touched down in Houston (what's happenin'?), it's just me and my shooter (let's get it)
I ain't payin' no plugs, I got more free bands than Scooter
Gotta value your past (past) and depend on your future (your future)
How you be with Crips and be with Bloods? 'Cause the money went neutral
If you see me with Geeski, two Lambos and two yeekies
A nigga playin', he leakin', they call me Mr. No-Speakin'
Might be the hustler of the century (I am)
Richest nigga I know still under investigation (I am), tryna duck the penitentiary (damn)
Streets talk too much (shh), please, do not mention me (quiet)
World War 4 if a nigga touch an inch of me
I was up with Gotti, had sent for me (I was up)
Trap from Texas to Tennessee (I was strapped)
Pandemic price like 33, bricks and water was ten a piece (It was ten)
Get it wrapped like a gift from me (get it wrapped up)
It was grey, I do my thing
Turn it blue color, Tiffany, I'm a dog
Fuckin' 'round with that food only way I really eat (the only way that I get money)
Blog and comments don't get to me, I come from out the projects
Ayy, put a mill' in that water, stuck my arm in it, Vince Carter (my arm in the rim)
They thought I died in that Charger, but the shooter ain't hit they target (they ain't hit, they-)
Say y'all blame him for the slaughter, put them in history, the martyr
And switch my car, apartment, walk out, big blick in my jogger (uh)
Notorious like Big Poppa, but I ain't goin' like Chris Wallace (uh)
This city know who the goblins, they beggin' for me to stop it (uh)
The reason they don't ride with toddlers, no sympathy, dump on mamas (uh, uh)
You either in or you out it, and don't even question me about it, nigga (uh, uh)
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3497WWyaVZTUDEyfN0cwmA | EST Gee | IT IS (FEAT. RYLO RODRIGUEZ) | (Ayy, who that? John Gotitt)
Yeah, alright, mmm (know what it is)
Yeah
Can't get the hood to turn on me, I'm who turned up the hood
I hopped out geeked, no gloves
Burnt the skin off my thumb, heat from that Draco wood (grr, grr, grr, grr)
Me and Red was sayin', "We need to link the hoods for good"
And we did, Bopper slid with Spit and still cool with Suge
He bust pipes, ridin' with no sights, it's unfair if he could
See, I brought in them fullies, a quick five-second shootout
Been 'bout risks since me and Dre had went out West and go out the go house
I been quick, keep the score over 'em lil' boys, but it's a blowout
If I get the feelin', make niggas think cold, but they ain't goin' out
Stash a .9 in my ho house, she live close by where it go down
Ain't no way I'll never go out 'less my pole out like my pole hard
And my lil' bro so anxious, spank shit up, look like he owed down
It's me and baby broad day, threw that eight, 300 Blackout
Hope he know, car pull too close, I'm lettin' this whole 60 clip go out
Yeah, but that's just how it is when you from where I'm from
Could be on bond for murder one, youngin still tote his gun
You in the streets for fun, scared to see when street shit get done
My mama shot at my pop with me in the car when I was young
Know thuggin' in my blood, been the one in my blood
Gettin' that monyon in my blood, fuck it, however it come
I'ma make somethin' out of nothin', know this shit been in my blood
Still made man, con life livin' from the hood, uh
You take out your man, repast, you get a bonus for it (yeah, yeah)
Thinkin' shit was sweet, he took a nap, he in a coma for it (yeah, yeah)
And she ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I ain't let her put me in her Reel (for real)
The Hell I look like cryin' about a ho who ain't even wear Denim Tears? (Denim Tears)
You the type gon' take the deal (take the deal), I'm the type gon' play the sale (play the sale)
I come from the bricks, oh, yeah, you gon' see a athlete make a sale (oh, yeah)
Fuck your hood up, growin' up, I seen a fuck nigga whack a player
I don't need no prices for no Tris, the Wock' pint double sealed
Shit here way bigger than life
I don't trust no one heart, only women I like
Yeah, your bro told, get rid of the mice
Bro and 'em spank a nigga on sight
Hi-Tech red, don't sip no Par (nope)
30 points, I feel like Ja
Yeah, but that's just how it is when you from where I'm from
Could be on bond for murder one, youngin still tote his gun
You in the streets for fun, scared to see when street shit get done
My mama shot at my pop with me in the car when I was young
Know thuggin' in my blood, bein' the one in my blood
Gettin' that monyon in my blood, fuck it, however it come
I'ma make somethin' out of nothin', know this shit been in my blood
Still made man, con life livin' from the hood, uh
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7nVL54NBUiAlKxD6qab89C | EST Gee | MEECH | (Ayy, who that? John Gotitt)
Money must grow on trees for me like '03 Meechie in Magic
Hey, money must-, yeah, yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)
Money must grow on trees for me like '03 Meechie in Magic
Slime don't climb, nigga we slidin', snake our way up the latter
Early morning, I whip batter platters, ain't Aunt Jemima
Get my drop quick, grab the mop up, clean the extras, it matters
Police can't stop us, we make blocks look like they natural disasters
Stick with a drum like I'm Travis, shit came natural, no practice
You gotta extract the gunpowder, I learned bleach baths from my daddy
Burn my clothes into ashes, I understand all them taxes
Ask you shoot, go get it, telling too much his business
The streets so tricky, I know niggas brothers do 'em for 50
With the members like Penny, brought trophies back to my city
Free Big Basie, we was bendin', windows tinted with blickies
I got your mama and sister, value our honor, commitment
I'm first team all realest, most y'all ain't honorable mention
Separated from friction, friction the reason I'm glistenin'
You know that pressure make shiners, especially in treacherous environments
Hit the gas cap whinin', pipe screaming and hollerin'
This the life of your highness, warrants all that I'm dodging
I like bumpin' and grindin', in the yolie behind him
You can't be loafin' and drivin', he must be textin' them fine ones
Stuck at the light, it cost his life, pull on side of the car
Soon as we bust rounds, watch him jump 'round like a flea in a jar
Don't be out posted, I walk close up like I'm Steven Segal
Y'all ain't got motions, your emotions say believe when she talk
I don't trust a ho, barely my bro ever since I seen what I saw
Better to get paid while it's today, you might be leavin' tomorrow
I send the package, better catch it even if Revis was guarding
And me bein' active scarred me badly, took a piece of my heart
But I'd much rather live with status than a casualty of war
I eat my beef cooked up raw, tell bro, "Find a fork"
Carnivore, five star, boy, I'ma eat or get sick
My money green as the Grinch, green as this beam on my blick
Water boy, reservoir, filled with drip to the tip
Pure crystal, clear shit, come quench your thirst with a sip
Rather have a real bitch than one with booty and tits
But don't get it twisted, I'm still knockin' 'em like a ten-dollar grit
Uh, nigga, uh, like a ten-dollar grit
Don't get it twisted, I'm still knockin' 'em like a ten-dollar grit
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4fSvurzElRi0jYgmqReno0 | EST Gee | FREE DOGGY (FEAT. 42 DUGG) | (Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Ayy, I still be in the trenches for my grandma
Still shootin' craps, still takin' care of my mama (Tuned up!)
Bring my niggas back, I got two hundred on your honor
Get these bitches whacked, I got another one, not no nanas
So I ain't, nah, bitch, for real, know we blitz for real
Cuzzo tote a bitch for real, all the way, can't give a deal
Out to a nigga who really mobbin'
I see that bitch, might rob her
I'm trippin', I got a problem
My bitches all know I'm solid
Get that pint, I might re-rock it
From drank down to them Roxies
Lil cuh know 'bout them homis, but gon' take it to the grave
I ain't never gave 'em no names
All I know, forever I'm bangin'
How the fuck you leave me hangin'?
You the reason I got famous
You see cuz, you better paint 'em (yeah)
All this money got me anxious (yeah)
Bitch, all this money got me- (anxious, yeah)
Opps think I'm lettin' up, finally I'm blockin' from they page
Hood hero like Luke Cage, I'm just glad I ducked them raids
I send opps to outer space, I send packs to other states
I had money before fame, don't get killed tryna catch no face
Niggas sayin' names, they know me and gang don't play no games
Cost a hundred K, hope this lawyer beat my brother case
Set the city to flames, bright, so I told Hutch to tint my frames
I ain't switchin' lanes, gangster 'til they put me in my grave
They know this shit real, I ain't gotta keep goin' in details
Turnt the city up, we out here spinnin' like a Sprewell
Platinum in the streets and I ain't even drop my presale
I ain't need scales, I dish out loads, I've been a team player
I'm still eatin' off emails (okay), my first jugg was a P sale
Got a million cash in retail, won't shop again once these gone
I'm lockin' in, that grave phone my best work
Young turnt nigga, still network, she a bad bitch, prolly F'ed her
No rat bitch can claim me, I'm top ten
Send the money, we can lock it in, droppin' tens
Nigga play with red, the team get dropped again
We got sticks and fins, pull your shit back like a lid
You can ask the streets, I ain't gotta speak on what I did
This is how you win when you rap 'bout what you live
My youngin know I'm on it if they had snatched them kids
All my niggas doin' bids, all my bitches doin' it big
In that kitchen, I get busy, not that 'caine, I fuck with rizzy
Too much residue, I'm dizzy, he pop out, bro go and spin him
(Tuned up!)
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3aLYg8zf6MTycBri2zlWLJ | EST Gee | ONE CALL | Yeah, yeah
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
Nine out the hard way
Dime get his dog smacked
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
See me now, swam with your ocean, boy, just put it down
Outta town, knowing I like to get low
She wanna be seen around
Out the shower, knowing she like my style
She ate it through the towel
Young and wild
Care 'bout what you had, nigga what you got right now?
Ice and pounds
Guess it ain't much changed, depending you talking 'bout
Check his chest, he talking loud
You know the switch gon' take you down
Fake it how?
I came with it quick, ain't what she thinkin' 'bout
I'm diggin' her out, dirty number
One on one, my dawgs out
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
Nine out the hard way
Dime get his dog smacked
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
Nine out the hard way
Dime get his dog smacked
Hunnit cash the Cayenne, dodge demon drag race
Five hunnit the car came
Hit curbs, scrape the car paint
Run it up the long way
From dimes in the hallway
Chain hit like Vonta
But you know what they call me
Lamborghini Geeski
Aventador George
A mix of the first young nigga ever in his hood with the foreigns
A mix of Bron and Jordan
I can dish it, I can score it
The ignition get it going
When it scorch, you get to snorin'
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
Nine out the hard way
Dime get his dog smacked
One call switch-blade
Two, three zips gave
Four, five splits waived
Few flips, six days
Seven the remix way
Making sure we all ate
Nine out the hard way
Dime get his dog smacked
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5amjuJ8G22jAEtfLhQs8j6 | EST Gee | A MOMENT WITH GEE | I was one day tryna figure out my purpose
When I looked up Mom said, "Star, far from the frame of it"
Fucking with my patience, it ain't hurrying me, 'cause it got close to a point
You was talking crazy and I heard and shit
It wasn't falling at work, and he was he stuck here permanently
Made me laugh, I had to tell 'em it wasn't bad, you know
Forever never lasts forever specially down here, you know time fake
Less the judge give it to you with a smile on her face
Just pulled out Tubman with nine Dracs
A nigga run up on these cars, he gon' see God's gates
7.62s make that same sound a bomb make
Shell shock a nigga if Vietnam can't
You don't know what I'd do to see my Mom's face
She was a good woman, how her time come and mine ain't
'Cause I'm a gangsta, no, ain't no doubt about it
And I'll go blind in my other eye before I die, ain't nothing out it
I was just on Olive, my aunties backed in the alley
'Cause even niggas lying like sliding, I'ma see about it
So if you ain't tryna pick you a side then do be around it
We bloodthirsty creatures, these Yeekys knock liters at 'em
Got blind bullets, tried to change but my mind wouldn't
It's iron but the size wooden
Get up close, see his eyes, smush 'em
That was a different time, but right now, I'd still rather go blind before I die
Pussy
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05NijjqxtBYpnJBeMDExih | EST Gee | BAD GUY | Hey who that? (who that?)
(Djanga)
(Say good mind isn't it?)
(Bad guy)
(Like some here say fuck 'bout bad guy like me)
Say goodbye to the bad guy
Never seen no bad guy like me
No more this the last time
Lost cost, a burden
Know who ever being a bad guy
Too big can't die, can't quit
Can't cry, no tears from a bad guy
One time for the bad guy (one time)
Removed my heart since I was a lil' boy
was I a bad guy?
Showed love before but not no more
I wouldn't even dare try
Once in a lifetime
You ain't never seen no bad guy like me
This the last time
Always been honest with my sеlf
You're one of my few rеgrets
I'd have bang it out till death
But I'm man enough for your respect
Like I didn't help you this shoe
I want to show my love
But now my fist swinging and hit you
And the end I miss you
Too broke I can't fix you
Can't believe not in my wildest dreams
You wouldn't appreciate me attending to your every need
Indeed, what do last this
We gotta do right taking care of my seed
Thought you still 35 Gs and we fighting for custody
Two-three months I couldn't see him
Shit went too far
Rollies, fake teeth, new car, I gave it to her
Gone shopping at times, sometimes I woke up
Shit threw my mood off
Missed a few calls from a new broad
New form, shape bet the move on
Say goodbye to the bad guy
Never seen no bad guy like me
No more this the last time
Lost cost, a burden
Know who ever being a bad guy
Too big can't die, can't quit
Can't cry, no tears from a bad guy
One time for the bad guy (one time)
Removed my heart since I was a lil' boy
was I a bad guy?
Showed love before but not no more
I wouldn't even dare try
Once in a lifetime
You ain't never seen a bad guy like me
This the last time
You know real bad man don't show no remorse
Gorilla bad man pan, you know bad before
You know real bad man broke family poor
No tear shed for him
He gon' die rich for sure
You know real bad man drive push to start
Can't be poor, driving up the Lexus spot
Real bad guy no try have a banic more
Real bad guy get fly white tee white force
Real bad guy sure ting she no seen before
Need some arms, knee struggling in fall
Cranking gone
Whisper to me "Gee it's yours"
Come shake ya ting for bad boys
I'm the reason for
Say goodbye to the bad guy
Never seen no bad guy like me
No more this the last time (the last time)
Lost cost, a burden
Know who ever being a bad guy
Too big can't die, can't quit
Can't cry, no tears from the bad guy
One time for the bad guy (one time)
Removed my heart since I was a lil' boy
was I a bad guy? (was I a bad guy)
Showed love before but not no more
I wouldn't even dare try
Once in a lifetime
You ain't never seen a bad guy like me
This the last time (the last time)
Yea
You need people like me
Point your finger
And say "hey, that's the bad guy"
What that make you good?
Know how to hide, how to lie
Me? I ain't got that problem
I always tell the truth even when I lie
Watch out for the bad guy
The last time
You're ever gonna see a fuckin bad guy like me
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0aobTkFrEmryU25HdODqNe | EST Gee | NOBODY ELSE (FEAT. STATIC MAJOR) | Oh, what you shoving around, hmm
Lights off
I wanna get it tonight
Bet wanna go tonight (yeah)
Ha, where you at ha, ha
Ha, where you at ha, ha
Yeah
When should I call you (ha)
Hello
Hm, uh
Where are you?
FaceTime you ten times, don't act like you ain't see me callin'
Three in the mornin', I'm at the gate in front your apartment
I should've been home forever ago, I know it, I'm sorry
Lights low, playin' PartyNextDoor and Summer Walker
How often you know the boss tryna boss up with you, not on you?
You like it, I bought it, it's worth what it costs
Long as it take you off the market, don't want you shoppin' around
I'm busy, you miss me, seein' your video, right now, how insane, huh?
I can't wait to get back in town
I miss you too
I'm sayin' "too" 'cause I know you miss me
You don't gotta say it, give me back
I wanna do things to you (things to you)
Nobody else would do (nobody else will do)
I can do some things to you that nobody else would do
Catch you with the lights off (catch you)
Kiss your body so soft, baby, I can't hold off
Let me take them clothes off you
I wanna do some things to you that nobody else would do
Bae, text me back, I miss you bad
Just get here fast, you don't need no bag
I know them niggas, pray we don't last
Long's you got me, you don't need no man
Text me back, I miss you bad
Just get here fast, you don't need no bag
I know them niggas pray we don't last
Long's you got me, you don't need no man
I know my change gettin' slimmer
Your ass gettin' bigger and your waist gettin' thinner
Your time precious, but I need you to spare me a minute
'Cause I've been feelin' the distance is growin' slowly, is you switchin'?
Thought I secured my position with you 'cause of my history
But everything changes
Nothin' last forever, that's true, but I'd be lyin'
If I said I seen that comin' from you
It ain't no better unless it's new
Won't go from no jet to a Jetta
'Cause he got time sittin' around
I'm guessin' you thinkin' that he got intentions better
Uh, I never get jealous
But I can't help it, you mine
Spend too much money and time
And this type's not that easy to find
I wanna do things to you (things to you)
Nobody else would do (nobody else will do)
I can do some things to you that nobody else would do
Catch you with the lights off (catch you)
Kiss your body so soft, baby, I can't hold off
Let me take them clothes off you
I wanna do some things to you
That nobody else would do (hmm, hmm)
I wanna get freaky with you
Nasty with you
Kinky with you
Slow it down, I was gonna slow down
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
I wanna do things to you (wanna things to you)
Nobody else would do (yeah, uh)
I can do some things to you (yeah, yeah-eh)
That nobody else would do
Catch you with the lights off (catch you)
Kiss your body so soft, baby, I can't hold off
Let me take them clothes off you (oh-oh-oh)
I wanna do some things to you
That nobody else would do
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4wYXfAEYdfKkOmtOE6c8Hx | EST Gee | I THINK (FEAT. LIL BABY) | Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I get it, I'm the one different (yeah)
They ain't on what I be on (they ain't on what I be on)
They ain't spent a night in front no nigga home (skrrt)
They ain't know what beef look like unless they put it in a song (unless they put it in a-)
I'ma start the war before ever admittin' that I'm wrong (man, I ain't never wrong)
That's my pride again, and these tens have me dyin' to spin (have me dyin' to kill)
And you be playin' until your mans end up dyin' again (end up dyin' again)
A real stepper, when it's pressure, stand on all the biz (stand on all the business)
Play, he ain't even know I was a snake 'til I smile and he see it
See, I'm slimy, but look how many mouths I fed (too many mouths I fed)
Niggas be fightin' with they demons, I put mines to bed (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Found out she fuckin', it crushed me 'cause the time I spent ('cause the time I spent)
Should've told me they was fuckin' 'fore the child was here (before my child was here)
Know they told you 'bout the island, there's piranhas there (there's piranhas there)
Got my gun, ain't catchin' no ones, he gettin' loud, he scared
No way you can survive in the wild, I been out here a while
I lost soldiers and lieutenants to get out of this now
I ain't kneel or bow, I ain't pretend, I vow, managed to win somehow
And I seen blood from a war, how to wash off your hands and you think
(Blood from war, how to wash off your hands)
I seen love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face
(Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face)
And I been tryna stay away
Adderall, promethazine, I'm tryna stay awake
Told me they was gon' fall through, I waited 'round, they flaked on me
'Posed to be my dog, but you tell broads that you gon' take from me
Damn, homie, I just hope your mom can take that pressure when we blam on you
Ain't no coppin' deuces, I'm just playin', you gotta stand on it
Really, I'm too booked up on that bullshit, put my mans on it
Make sure it go through, stick to the plan, homie
Caught me by myself, you niggas ran from me
We gon' tear this motherfucker up, they put a hand on me
Got his baby mama in the tuck, she right here layin' on me
I just gave her 20-thousand bucks, say, "This for gas money"
I been puttin' every dollar up like it's my last money
I can't go broke, everybody ask for somethin', I can't say, "No"
You done crossed the line too far, I can't let it go
And it really fucked my head up, but I can't let it show
'Cause everybody knows me (wow)
I'm sendin' an invoice out to anyone who owes me (wow)
I ain't really trippin' off your bitch, dog, she chose me
I'm for my team, it ain't no game, you can't control me
No way you can survive in the wild, I been out here a while
I lost soldiers and lieutenants to get out of this now
I ain't kneel or bow, I ain't pretend, I vow, managed to win somehow
And I seen blood from a war, how to wash off your hands and you think
(Blood from war, how to wash off your hands)
I seen love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face
(Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face)
And I been tryna stay away
Adderall, promethazine, I'm tryna stay awake
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1NxESs3wm345qcduc2cy7R | EST Gee | DON'T FORGET | (Pipe that shit up, TNT)
♪
(FOREVEROLLING)
I don't fit in with these niggas, did the best I could
And they ain't grow up how I grew up, I come from the hood
I had to stand over a stepper to get it understood
And EST the new Death Row, I'm a more gangster Suge
Won't catch me linkin' with no rappers, they don't fuck with Dugg
It ain't that serious, it's the principle, I come from the mud
I made some gold songs, some platinum, and still fuck with drugs
I don't do no exaggeratin' or cappin' shit, it's what it was
I'm actually known for overreacting, let's jump straight to guns
And then play dumb, I don't know what happened, get in front the judge
I learned the truth and that's my package, turn shake into buds
Know Lil taught me how to drop crack, Meech taught me one-on-ones
I taught myself how to double back, make sure you get it done
Then show the same shit I learned to all my lil' bruhs
It's either pick me out the bunch, I'm the realest one
I was on my way to get that Lamb' when I heard the feds come
I had to pull off in the parking, made my legs numb
Can't show no sympathy for no rat even if your mans won
I pray for lil' bro don't get the max, he ain't even twenty-one
I got they daughters and they sons 'til they sentence done
We made a pact in blood, I hope y'all don't forget
Might come back, bite you in your ass what you say to a bitch
Might come back, bite you in your ass what you post in them pics
Might come back, bite you in your ass, keep putting your phone on click
You in the streets or on the fence? Nigga, you gotta pick
You gotta take whatever come with it, you out here takin' risks
You gotta take whatever come with it, you can't take off a switch
You gotta take whatever come with it, you on the indictment list
In 2016, 'fore I made a 16
I had 16 going for like 16
Wasn't no such thing as exotic weed, it was Sour D
Would your mama see what I became, I know she proud of me
I never thought I'd see the day that I fall out with Lee
You 'posed to put him on the floor, I thought you loved me
I see where the trust lead, fuck you if it's fuck me
But still don't want nobody hurt you, do that me weak?
Then I come through every time perfect, all your times of need
Maybe if karma called, the courtesy would've helped me see
And I took it personally, what work for you don't work for me
Gave niggas work for free when I was barely worth a G
We made a pact in blood, I hope y'all don't forget
Might come back, bite you in your ass what you say to a bitch
Might come back, bite you in your ass what you post in them pics
Might come back, bite you in your ass keep putting your phone on click
You in the streets or on the fence? Nigga, you gotta pick
You gotta take whatever come with it, you out here takin' risks
You gotta take whatever come with it, you can't take off a switch
You gotta take whatever come with it, you on the indictment list, yeah
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0nfoGnNb71JaZiYSq5dbr7 | EST Gee | BACK TO A TIME | Aye, who dat?
John Got It
What I did to a nigga
Paid for it, I ain't split a bill with a nigga
Say it's our spot, now that you live with a nigga
Foreign even dolo when you goin' pull up on them bitches
But we got niggas learnin' to deal with our feelings
Since way at the beginning, no playin', no chippin'
I'ma stand, I'ma pivot, I bend, I slither
However I'm with it, my mind been different
Since they first try to flick me, had to swallow my trigger
I been in this position specifically for a minute
I ain't do nothin' different, I'm cool with the ole' ending
Young nigga first taught me to hold my pistol
.38 Sprecial type, red beam in the middle
Nightmare, livin' every dream being no killer
Life gave me lemons, took my bloody hands with 'em
The man in the middle be important to the mesh
Act up on my actions really worries of aggression
Wisshin' I woulda came home from Houston October 2nd
I woulda beeen back seat till I was runnin' 'round with 'em
Breakin' down the sign, how 'bout hittin' a little quicker
Gangsters from the grave still put us in position
So fuck these niggas, my foolers ain't here right
While I'm at the window official in real life
Me and Spit go left, Barbras and Zo go right
We based, he a five dollar nigga, get a six-figure spankin'
For thinkin' he safe in this state, is he crazy?
Like I ain't went and hold chose him to bank with
Like I ain't got Hall of Fame stats on the papers
It's ones who love who said it was love who blame me
I come from a culture where they don't make it
Come form a culture where some of cuzs don't make it
Come from a culture where some of the cuzs don't make it
Turned me to a solder
Cold shoulder my opponents
Don't wish or show emotions, you'll get it if you wanna
Don't talk with your emotions, you'll get it if you
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65UUM7zFo4OjfAVqd2WsPj | EST Gee | ANOTHER MOMENT WITH GOTTI (FEAT. YO GOTTI) | I been through fake love from fame, all we got is our name
And I still left the game amazed how my card's been played
Eastside when I land, lose or win at the end of the day
I spent my last five hundred, took a trip on a plane
Turned it to five hundred bags, they went as fast as they came
Even if the quality change, I still wrap it the same
You can be scared or not, nigga, chop' still whack you the same
And I've been shot five times, so now if I lack, then I'm lame
It's just karma I got from shit I did back in the day
Did it great in our lanes, bust downs, the factory planes
From stealing testers to seller to a whole brick of cocaine
Fuckin' with jigga before I ever had a meeting with Jay
I was meeting my play, corner of Jacob and Clay
I tell the truth to B.J. and Trey, I won't lead 'em astray
Together we can keep it better, so when separate, we can't
I invested in Hank, coat closet, my mama's the bank
Geeski don't do it, the streets see your influence
When the label asked my plan, they have they other artists do it
Yeah, my favorite thing playing stupid
Yeah, I understand niggas groupies
And I understand how they movin'
And they pieces, I gotta use 'em
Buy they piece, don't take they jewel, shit be fake as hell
I changed my life, foot aches and bales
Bad bitch college apartments, baby, go check the mail
Fake name on the box when it come, erase the paper trail
It's the look, it ain't the smell, talk you into buyin' lows
Text with my connect 'bout a bunch of shirts like I'm buyin' clothes
It's a different code you gotta pick up on when you start buyin' loads
It's niggas who was 'posed to make it out, but don't and that's just how it go
Shit be sick
Streets fucked up
Yeah
They like, "Gotti, don't do it"
But I already did, G shit
This the era of the slimes when niggas made it fine to cross they partners out
Pocket watchin' nigga, then go gossip 'bout it
Side with the D.A., take they partners out
Call each other brother like they love 'em, fuck they talkin' bout?
Hold up
I'ma start the verse over, man
I don't think these niggas heard me
I said, this the era of the slimes when niggas made it fine to cross they partners out
For real, nigga, I ain't rapped in six months, Gee got me out the house, fuck it, let's go
I'm a legend and a felon, I ain't rapped in months
Bulletproof Phantom million dollars, ain't drove the bitch once (pew, pew)
Certified stones, 1.7 inside my tennis chain
Do it by myself, if I get caught, it ain't no witness, man (Gotti, what makes you do it?)
Loaded up them bricks inside my jet and then I flew it
Landed in my city, dropped the price and ran through it
Fell in love with Mexico, the lingo, I speak fluent ('migo)
Invested my first million in the streets before I knew it (before I knew it)
Yeah, I ain't even let this check dry, nigga, the ink on the check dry, nigga
'Fore I was calling the plug, you know what I'm saying?
Told him, "It's up, nigga, I wanna triple that, what I got last time"
(Man, that shit was in motion 'fore I came out the bank, nigga, you heard me?)
I really turned a half a quarter to a half a brick (brick)
Stayed down when it was rough and didn't complain for shit (Gotti, don't do it)
And then I turned a half a brick into a whole load (load)
I'm talkin' 18-wheeler trucks takin' up the whole road
It ain't no apples and no oranges, this ain't nothin but 'bows (nothin' but 'bows)
'Fore I made a dollar off this rap shit, I was niggas' Ghost (I am)
It was so many investigations, but he never told (shh)
I'm watchin' niggas fold (fold), you niggas really hoes (hoes)
And it shows
Ayy, Gee, you know I'm just talkin' shit, man, you know, it's like
I feel like I ain't even a rapper no more at this point
I'm like a street professor or some shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hah, EL TORO 2, nigga (bleh)
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2AvNHy4uWeLEoCwBgQNDvS | EST Gee | PRAY YOU DIE IN SURGERY | Yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm (yeah, moreover, yeah, moreover)
They say, "If you ain't cheatin', you ain't tryin'"
The answer that I give you every time, you'd rather me lie
If that's what it take for a fake smile, I'd rather cry (I'd rather cry)
Put my pride to the side (to the side), it got me worn out and tired (tired)
I tell the truth, and I'll let you decide if you stayin' down
It's some sinners that come with mine (mine)
Love me hard, 'til we die
Even after this chapter gone, you'll still be mine in the sky (in the sky)
If I go before you though, I hope you use me as a guide (me as a guide)
Tribulations and trials (tribulations, trials), foreign, half to a nine
In these streets, I'm a giant (I'm a giant)
Why my peoples have to be slimes? Why my mama had to die?
Ain't get a chance to look her youngest grandson in his eye
Why Red leave me behind? You the only reason I tried (only reason I tried)
Why Quan let niggas wreck his new ride soon as he buy 'em (soon as he bought it, nigga)
Lil' Dead took a shot to his head tryna get high (fuck)
Leaned his seat back too far, it was only one bullet fired
All it took to make us cry, all us shooters need a new drive
Ain't no way they gon' survive, we four cars and deep slimes
Thank whoever who outside, no innocence in my eyes
On God, don't be too hard with your judgment (with your judgment)
Then again, in this position, how can you judge us? (How can you judge a nigga?)
For wakin' up with grudges, killin' for our loved ones (killin' for my bro)
East side Taliban, Riata Drive to Tubman
Nobody never loved us, hugged us, or gave us nothin'
Deuce-deuce rusty, get up close, then slump him (get up close)
It don't mess with my conscience (nah), fuck him, he had it comin' (fuck him, man)
Somethin' out of nothin', hundred, you dice his onions
The king of the jungle, island, ain't nothin' above it
Made men amongst us, don't go against each other
Wish you took it serious when I told you, "I love you"
Must've thought I was funny, like my issues ain't mean nothin'
Instead of uppin' your thumper in memory of your brother (memory of your bro)
You'd rather call and ask, "What the budget?" Like it ain't personal
Like I ain't see you cry at his funeral, it wasn't hurtin' you?
Like when life gave you tough pills to swallow, that we wasn't burpin' you
When I done been and not sure, whoever outside after curfew
Tell my mama, "I'ma be late to Heaven, 'cause of what I done turned to" (mama)
Hurdle after hurdle (hurdle), murder after murder (murder)
I be tryin' guard my sister from afar, nobody hurt her (nobody)
Kept callin' her phone, said that I needed her, it was urgent
She let her boyfriend run off with a quarter-pound of purple
And I was just like 20, tryna stack up my first 30
But I forgive you, I don't blame you, you know I'm con game, for certain
And they know that we the worst ones, backdoors and closed curtains
And I wish I knew back then what them decisions would determine
I don't think I'd change nothin' except some deaths that was occurin'
And my heart been hurtin', and them Perkies wasn't workin'
My son won't do nothin' I did, let alone worser (let alone worser)
Never'll be a worker, burglar, or a murderer (or a murderer)
Without encouragement, I still came out the thorough list
Jammed in my hand, the last time we met in person
Red in my head, sayin' every man have a purpose
Soon as you done searchin', I'ma be in the dark, lurkin'
See an island serpent, nigga, tote yeekies in churches
Soon as we load these .30s, y'all gon' load niggas in hearses
And Dugg don't get 'em furbished, if you change the shape to Hershey
But fuck it if it's workin', no returns on none of these purchases
Drench him, he was thirsty, may Lord have mercy
Why the boy prayin', even after they buried me?
Was I wrong to pray that niggas died in they surgery? (Was I wrong?)
Was I wrong to cut him off before I let him murder me? (Was I wrong?)
Am I wrong for lettin' it still worry me, currently? (Was I wrong?)
Am I wrong for tryna get 'em all 'fore they bury me?
Was I wrong to pray that niggas died in they surgery?
Was I wrong to cut him off before I let him murder me?
Am I wrong for lettin' it still worry me, currently?
Am I wrong for tryna get 'em all 'fore they bury me?
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2niJk9HZuWEBGPuR1aGYjy | EST Gee | BALL LIKE ME TOO | Diamonds are forever (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They are all I need to please me, they can
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Diamonds is forever, 'less you go broke and sell 'em
Plain Jane, Presi', con game, pop a level
Trip right off the edges, come together under pressure
Acetone spritzer, dirty Sprite sipper
Finsta looking at my old thot pictures, think I miss her
Who decides war? White tee in the trenches
Pounds in the mail truck, meet 'fore he deliver
Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my shipments
Off all December's, niggas run off in a Christmas
You knew before you did it, gotta live with them decisions
I don't go off potential, either it is or it isn't
Ain't shit personal, it's business, I'm a boss, so I ain't tripping
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
Get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Yeah, I ain't nothing like 'em dudes, baby, don't get it confused
A hunnid, all blues, how you want it? You can choose
My chains sit in the dark, like the stars and the moon
Don't get woozy from these fumes, crack the window in the room
A boss and a goon, what you get depend on you
They fake, don't be fooled, my weight sits there too
It's H and that juice, and that's straight to the moon
My face ain't my mood, I'm a snake in a suit
I been quit caring 'bout it since it ain't shit to prove
I been quit hearing 'bout em since I spanked they lil' dudes
I can't book her plane ticket if she ain't sending nudes
You go against me, lose, I got evidence to prove
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah
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4iKIlY9BNZk0M09Leoczwz | EST Gee | THE ONE & ONLY | Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah, yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (you got lucky I ain't fuck you up)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (John Gotitt) (you got lucky I ain't hit your bitch)
Yeah, somebody like me hittin' your bitch, you shouldn't be trippin' (you shouldn't)
Shit, I'm supportin' the household, me and your ho' run the business (run the business)
I'm motivated to know I made a million out the trenches (a million)
Feel good bein' around a nigga in his bag and not his feelings
Too much talkin', not enough listenin' (shh), we not competition
I'm off G6 and drivin' somethin' four-fifty, it ain't rented
She was shy, I told her, "Look me in my eye while I'm diggin'"
Nigga lucky I ain't lick her (mwah), and you lucky I don't miss her (mwah)
If I did, she'd be with me, phone on DND, playin' sleep
She'll call back when I leave, from where I call, that's one keys
And that lil' money you owe her from when you tried to flip that weed
Look at Gee on BET, pockets stuffed, a hundred G's, I had to up a size in jeans
It's the one and only EST
Make sure it's somethin' 'bout some money when you mention me
She say I stayed at the La Quinta when y'all went OT
I got her down here sneakin' pictures, presidential suite
Me and her quit fuckin', kept gettin' money, it's better chemistry
Me and her quit fuckin', that's why she tellin' me, "Shut up, go to sleep"
Me and her quit fuckin', I'm movin' her brother, feel like he told her, "Leave"
You know I'm torn about that pussy, bae, quit playin' with me
Yeah, Lamb's and Rolls, cars I own
Please don't call me 'bout no ho'
Tourin' shows, life on the road
Bitch, you might can't get me, but you sure can get the bro's
Make her stand out in the cold, in a vicious winter
Her Uber trippin', if she call you, you gon' come and get her
Why every time she in Miami now, you go there with her?
Why every time she grab her phone and smile, you act suspicious?
You know she get to sloppy spittin' when she get off that liquor
Put her head down and just go for it like it's fourth and inches
I made a motion picture with her like I'm Cole Bennett
He picked the phone up, and I laughed soon as he asked, "Who is it?" (You know who it is)
It's the one and only EST
Make sure it's somethin' 'bout some money when you mention me
She say I stayed at the La Quinta when y'all went OT
I got her down here sneakin' pictures, presidential suite
Me and her quit fuckin', kept gettin' money, it's better chemistry
Me and her quit fuckin', that's why she tellin' me, "Shut up, go to sleep"
Me and her quit fuckin', I'm movin' her brother, feel like he told her, "Leave"
You know I'm torn about that pussy, bae, quit playin' with me
(Bae, quit playin' you know I'm torn about that pussy)
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4EgyAfeMHtyDjxjxUNmbJa | EST Gee | BLOW UP | (FOREVEROLLING) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I still got it, nigga, action or exotic
Ain't no label get me poppin', soon as he touch the bottom, drink some water
Make it harder, fish with side of tartar for a shooter or a snorter
I'll make you to a martyr easy, step in front this carbon (brr)
I'm into extortion, we gon' pay the work, it's cornered
Catch a nigga early mornin', buyin' diapers for his daughter
Lot of rappers just be actin', they in character performing
Seen so much, it's normal, I ain't develop no disorder
I'm spinnin' over and over, nothin' come out, opps out of order
Out here, I'm like Jordan, ain't nobody stoppin' me from scorin'
Beach gon' play the block, then run the floor for me, my power forward
Everybody thank the Lord, God gave a million to lil' George
'Cause as many as it is now, if I was around, it'd be more
As in poor, as in corpses and wars and morgues
Like, nah, I don't fuck with him, he cap (nah)
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn this sizzoft into crack
Blow this dope up for me, blow this dope up for me
Blow this dope up for me, nigga, blow this dope up for me (yeah)
Like, nah (nah), I don't fuck with him, he cap
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn this sizzoft into crack
Blow this dope up for me, blow this dope up for me
Blow this dope up for me, nigga, blow this dope up for me (yeah)
You know I took his shit closed-fist (closed), yeah, they ain't give it to me (shit)
Dog cook a mixed pit-bully, I get 'em, ship it to me
Tried tax it, so know we took it, he gotta popped for tryna whoop me
Big shiner, bigger money, quiet 'fore I put it on him
My lil' brother richer than his big homie
Skinny, bony, pants XL, stick on him (brr)
Patient once we sittin' on him
Trippin', ain't tint the windshield, it's easier to see him still
I ain't leavin' 'til he get killed, how you think that it make me feel?
No, you ain't on nothin' for real, knowin' that ain't love you feel
Knowin' I play dumb for real, I'm slammin', get my cousin killed
Wonder, do you love me still? You know I hate you
Can't wait to spank you, they ready should I say to (yeah)
Like, nah, I don't fuck with him, he cap (nah)
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn this sizzoft into crack
Blow this dope up for me, blow this dope up for me
Blow this dope up for me, nigga, blow this dope up for me (yeah)
Like, nah (nah), I don't fuck with him, he cap
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn this sizzoft into crack
Blow this dope up for me, blow this dope up for me
Blow this dope up for me, nigga, blow this dope up for me (yeah)
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5BEIWP5orph1cJBuylbGK8 | EST Gee | SLAM DUNK (FEAT. YOUNG SCOOTER) | Yeah
(FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah
A tookie, say, I ain't high no more
Give me another air
Stop that, real crazy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My G6 just kicked in (yeah), this Perc' ten just kicked in
I don't come down, I go up again (go), stand over her, throwin' it in (yeah)
Slam dunk, like I'm breakin' the rental, slam dunk, in a minute, I'm quittin'
Ah, this G6 just kicked in (yeah), ah, this Perc' ten just kicked in
Yeah, got an AP cost in a kit, it's a great day, pull out the whips
Who I work with, against don't exist, when he switched, I had mine on the blick
It's my fly, and I'm 'fraid to admit, I forgive, but I never forget
I don't pay him to spray him and miss, you get chokers for one in the vent
Not for talkin' shit, turned off attempts, when he smoke him, close up the vents
Clean doll, still give it a wrist, make him ball, you still on the bench
So quit speakin' on me, like a bitch, like I Crip and my hairline gettin' thin
All my pockets is stuffed with a fist, it's a side effect, whippin' this fit
Keep hatin', it's helpin' me win, watch him step, 'fore you fall in his pen
She keep teasin' me, lickin' the tip, grab her neck, then I lift up her chin
That's enough, yo, she suck like a tick, ain't no way that these lots pay your rent
Pull my pants up and tuck in my blick, fire my fists, hit buck, then it hit
Yeah, my G6 just kicked in (yeah), this Perc' ten just kicked in
I don't come down, I go up again (go), stand over her, throwin' it in (yeah)
Slam dunk, like I'm breakin' the rental, slam dunk, in a minute, I'm quittin'
Ah, this G6 just kicked in (yeah), ah, this Perc' ten just kicked in
That G6 just kicked in (yeah), I'm geeked up, me and my twin (geeked)
Just jugged a quarter-M this week (jugg), next week, I'ma do it again (count up)
Slam dunk the dope in the pot, you lose a couple grams, just spinnin' again (spin)
Gettin' rich ain't easy, you gotta lose it all to win (jugg)
I'm geeked up (I'm geeked up)
I come down, pop a half, go right up (go right up)
She geeked up (she geeked up)
I told her, bring her sister with her (yeah)
This G6 got me so high, told her "Hundred dollars a pump" (no cap)
Kicked her out, tried to steal my jewelry, bitch, I'm geeked, I ain't drunk
Yeah, my G6 just kicked in (yeah), this Perc' ten just kicked in
I don't come down, I go up again (go), stand over her, throwin' it in (yeah)
Slam dunk, like I'm breakin' the rental, slam dunk, in a minute, I'm quittin'
Ah, this G6 just kicked in (yeah), ah, this Perc' ten just kicked in
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14n7SlQKzXh0ygH9cNfCGm | EST Gee | STAY FOCUSED | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I should've served the other one, but he right back for another one
Quarter on a quarter, how you double up? Right off the bus
Soon as the touch down, run the money up, one on one
Cut water, a lil' vinegar mix, he toughen up, take another hit
Still plenty room, you get money, with my run, been nothin' but astonishing
I done upped the gun on a bunch of them, this what got 'em duckin' me
Don't come out the house, like a punishment, hittin' two hoes at once, they jumpin' me
Four-five yerks and they work is numb, me took forever to bust
But she weren't rushin' me, ask anybody what's up with me
Roll him, but it's off this, it's how I've been up a week, why niggas could never out-hustle me
They was older, broker than a younger me, back then, they couldn't fuck with me
I ain't never punch no Carter, made no money off no PPP
Yeah, stay focused, you won't live, nigga
And that ain't what you post on, it don't mean shit to a real nigga
All it take for you, don't get your way, and now you feel different
All it take for you, fuck up that paper, now you feel different
All it take, don't talk to you for a day, and now you feel different
All it take for you, to catch a case, and now you feel different
I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, make me feel different
I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, I never feel niggas (yeah, yeah)
G's get established
Whole bitch better bow her head when I walk past her, where your manners?
As a kid, stayed with my granny, daddy went to jail for trappin'
That was my only chance bein' happy, damn, what happened?
Outcome as my actions, talk shit and I back it, great example
I'm the standard, come to preachin' what you practice
Fuck it, actually, I can't fathom or rationalize it, move past it
He done turned it from his section, island daily, well-resected
Well-connected, look there, tell me God gon' let us into heaven with these five-sevens
Yeah, stay focused, you won't live, nigga
And that ain't what you post on, it don't mean shit to a real nigga
All it take for you, don't get your way, and now you feel different
All it take for you, fuck up that paper, now you feel different
All it take, don't talk to you for a day, and now you feel different
All it take for you, to catch a case, and now you feel different
I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, make me feel different
I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, I never feel niggas (yeah, yeah)
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6NGsEP6u23ocnc44PGyYdY | EST Gee | DROP TOP | Yeah, yeah
Ayy, who that?
John Gotitt (I'm pretty sure if you could you would)
Shit can't seem like-
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, drop top on the Lambo', took my shirt off, it was hot
Took killers on a yacht and told 'em pick whatever thot
Why don't you spend that money you be stunting with? It's a prop
Make sure you on permission when it's time for us pop out
It's certain events that they won't be attending if I pop out
It's 50 shares in my pocket, all blue Benjamins when I pop out
Asylum water monster, see it's fin' when I pop out
Heard I'm him through word of mouth, see for yourself when I pop out
Yeah, I had action in the drought
What I lost, I came back found
Niggas mamas know they cap
We ain't seen enough to vouch
Ain't no sleep, FedEx en route
I got eyes on every house
Know who coming in and out
As soon as they drop it off, let's bounce
Took the prices all the way down
Who wanna get some money right now?
Married to the streets and proud
Every year that time come around
Make us all renew our vows
Regardless how this shit go down
Dive in head first, swim or drown
Tryna trail me to my house and got his car nailed to the ground (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Hit the gas, the motor gon' growl
Exhaust loud for our shoot out
You had your time mines now
Niggas barely get on with an ounce
It was fun and games 'til jump out gang was crouched behind your couch
Shells burning, hurting like, "Ouch"
Yeah, drop top on the Lambo', took my shirt off it was hot
Took killers on a yacht and told 'em pick whatever thot
Why don't you spend that money you be stunting with? It's a prop
Make sure you on permission when it's time for us pop out
It's certain events that they won't be attending if I pop out
It's 50 shares in my pocket, all blue Benjamins when I pop out
Asylum water monster, see it's fin' when I pop out
Heard I'm him through word of mouth, see for yourself when I pop out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She must thought I was faking
When I pulled up she had waiting
I don't chase hoes you mistaken
I'm a young shiner not a chaser
So shiesty, slimey, shady
Artist transitioned from a gangster
Specific street situations
If I picked different, would it change me?
Ain't like you knew the details you a justify my crazy
Nobody from my city did it how I did it, I'm the JAY-Z
Don't be out here just hating, get you something to sell daily
The street don't show no favours, and these switches give out spank me's
Get punked out here just dangling
It's a gamble like Las Vegas
Obsessed enough to take it
Soon as I seen it wasn't no waiting
It was a long shot, but I made it
And the odds wasn't in my favour
And my Rolls-Royce like a spaceship
Bae keep staring at it in amazement
Yeah, drop top on the Lambo', took my shirt off it was hot
Took killers on a yacht and told 'em pick whatever thot
Why don't you spend that money you be stunting with? It's a prop
Make sure you on permission when it's time for us pop out
It's certain events that they won't be attending if I pop out
It's 50 shares in my pocket, all blue Benjamins when I pop out
Asylum water monster, see it's fin' when I pop out
Heard I'm him through word of mouth, see for yourself when I pop out
Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm
♪
Mhm, mhm (yeah)
Mhm, mhm
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1hiOCrazdK4pAXy6JAztzW | EST Gee | 25MIN FREESTYLE | Ayy, who that?
(John Gotitt)
Yeah, yeah, mm, yeah
Jaw lockin' (jaw), X, molly, Oxycontin (Oxycontin)
50 and O (50), for the summer, I ain't boxin' (I don't buy it, nigga)
Don't even matter (mm), wet his block up or pay to crack 'em
The way it happened (the way it went), gangster habits, I ain't even rappin' (gang)
Mm, crazy actually, only way I wake up happy (I don't wake up mad)
Nigga, March Madness (March Madness), I ain't hoopin', free my savage (mmm, free lil' man)
Niggas need a daddy, mmm (need a daddy), I ain't really need a daddy
I got me a status, EST, I spank his mammy
We the action, in the studio right now
With a 50 on my pound (yeah), I'm 'bout to drop new shit in the pile
I got killers anywhere, I got killers waitin' the trial
I send the word, he goin' to jail, he poke you up, you goin' to trail
He go bareface and run down and keep a smile, I like his style (like his style)
All his people say he wild, he my nigga, he a thou' (he my nigga, he a thou')
We gon' do this for a while (we gon' do this for a minute), say we shiesty and we foul
We done setup shop before the trial, while niggas on they Live
I've been gettin' it out the pot, for a long time (I've been gettin' it out the -)
I've been -, uh, with my block, for a long time (I've been floatin' with my block for a -)
I've been ridin' 'round with my Glock, for a long time (I've been ridin' with my -)
I don't think it ain't gon' stop, for a long time (I've been spinnin', for a long, long time)
I've been gettin' it out the pot, for a long time (for a long, long time)
I've been posted on my block, for a long time (for a long, long time)
I've been ridin' with my Glock, for a long time (for a long, long time)
I don't think it ain't gon' stop, for a long time (for a long, long time)
Like, I wish that you was here, ain't too deep, ain't shed a tear
I don't feel anxious, I don't feel fear, my heart cold, that's why I buried it
They wasn't stubborn, they was scared, in the field, like the Bears
Not the rat, but the bird, double pack, like we tourist
Send your racks, it's insured (mm), con life living (con life)
We do stand-overs and walk-ups and broad day killings
Niggas not on sight spinning (not on sight)
They be waitin' for the moment (niggas waitin' for the right time)
I ain't waitin' for no moment (I ain't wait for no right time)
He gon' die as my opponent (he gon' die soon as I see him)
I seen niggas eyes rollin' (ah), ooh, ah, scream, moanin' (down for that moment)
Yeah, your baby boy Jody, niggas must ain't have no coachin' (no coach)
If they pay us, it's a bonus, they ain't want it like I want it (if they pay us, it's a bonus, nigga)
They ain't on it like I'm on it (they ain't hungry like I'm hungry), they ain't hungry, like I'm hungry
I've been gettin' it out the pot, for a long time (I've been a real street nigga)
I've been -, uh, with my block, for a long time
I've been ridin' 'round with my Glock, for a long time (long)
I don't think it ain't gon' stop, for a long time
I've been gettin' it out the pot, for a long time (you know)
I've been posted on my block, for a long time (ayy, what it is?)
I've been ridin' with my Glock, for a long time (I need me close)
I don't think it ain't gon' stop, for a long time (pluggin' on your code)
Love myself close
Pluggin' on your code, hmm
Mm-mm, mm
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37iqA7oSCPiw814mb0hfMA | EST Gee | HOTBOYS (FEAT. BOOSIE BADAZZ) | (Ayy, who that?) Uh, uh, uh
(John Gotitt) uh, uh, uh
(Never changed, still the same)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I've seen niggas cry when someone died they never met (never even met)
I left the streets without no debt (no debt), gave my best for less (gave my best for less)
PTSD from the shit I've seen, popped pills, I felt depressed
I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset
I'm obsessed with gettin' my people rich, ask Lil' Mike and Ski
You can ask Rico and E, I'd still love y'all if y'all don't love me
Maybe it is what it seem, my mind been clear since I quit lean
I put barbwire all around our empire, nothin' gettin' in between
My brother mama say I'm the reason that he F-E-D
No emotions from a king, don't poke my chest out and I leave
I don't got no time to grieve, I don't got no time to dream
I'ma still be here in your time of need, even if you decide to leave
Last of a dyin' breed, y'all'll never be like me (never)
It's too much envy and greed, too much dealers, not more fiends
I ain't never had no secret feelings, that's why I'm the realest
Made my livin' in the kitchen, fryin' chickens in a skillet
Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it, only way to fix it (only way to-)
I've been peepin' shit and keepin' my distance, maybe I ain't trippin' (only way to-)
Know I live it, paint my pictures vivid, like you sittin' here with me
Not no Benz, mind your business, for a smashed out on the window
Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours
Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz
Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of seein' me shine, I'm goin' a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of niggas dyin', it's gon' be a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of it bein' my time, I did a lot for it
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of shit, hope you ain't gettin' tired of me
I hope you ain't gettin' tired, ain't get-, yeah
It's Boosie, bitch, I go stupid, bitch, and I hope you niggas ain't tired (let's go, nigga)
Steppin' out with that shit on, nigga, these bitches never get tired (let's go, nigga)
Made the bitch put the tongue and X on the dick, bitch, lick, get high (get high)
I don't wanna die young, nigga, so I keep it right on my side
Nigga, you lyin'
You don't even like me (no)
If I bite, you ain't even gon' bite me (yeah)
Every nigga I roll with, they just do it, like Nike (nigga)
I'm a hustler from the trenches, let me tell you
Lot of bad bitches, lot of feelings
Lot of good weed, lot of weapons
Know you niggas tired of Boosie flexin'
I set it off, with no questions (woo)
Make a nigga take them VVS' (woo)
My partner gone, dead from the game
I feel his mama givin' me the blame
Smilin' with my charm and my chain
Wylin' with my charm and my chain
I ain't nothin' but five-self, nigga
But I got my five-self, nigga
Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours
Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz
Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of seein' me shine, I'm goin' a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of niggas dyin', it's gon' be a lot more
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of it bein' my time, I did a lot for it
Hope you ain't gettin' tired of shit, hope you ain't gettin' tired of me
I hope you ain't gettin' tired, ain't get-, yeah
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3mvFjK0yCPMupea0v9MzmT | EST Gee | US | (Ayy, who that?)
(John Gottit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It was 'posed to be us versus whoever
We can be whatever if we stick together (be whatever if we stick together)
You the first that ever said I was special (first that ever said I was special)
Always say, "Stay dangerous, not careful" (not careful)
Wish I would have been with him October 2nd (same thing)
Same year that my mama went back to Heaven (same thing)
Had a death threat from someone they call the devil (yeah)
It's a curse and a blessin' on Poplar Level (yeah)
When I miss, I mention my direction
Beezy, we on weapons in brodie kitchen
Syrup sippin', only way that I get rested (sip)
I don't remember seein' none of y'all bendin' (seein' none of y'all, ah)
On nine, they fast, I'll spin it (outside)
Back-alley, off all the streets, sittin' (outside)
I was in desperate need of a healer (a healer)
Same time mama cryin', gettin' sicker (gettin' sicker)
Please forgive me for times I was trippin'
Since a young nigga, when I knocked Jigga (knock him hard)
She'll always say I had a temper
Them boys had convinced me the streets, so I listened (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, who am I to say different? (Who am I to say?)
Who am I to not remember? (Who am I to not re-)
Before the cash and bad bitches (before the cash and the money)
And the fake niggas and ass-kissers, it was us
Yeah, yeah (don't wanna trust, don't wanna love, it was just us)
Yeah, it was us (don't wanna trust, don't wanna love, it was just us)
Yeah, it's still us, yeah
Please don't turn on me, I got a knife
Backstab, never, heal right
He had trenches runnin' away a fight
Died on his face on a chill night (died)
Colder than ice, lower his eyes (whoa)
Holdin' 'em tight, kiss him goodbye
I know the march, we're livin' past the guys
After all that it took to survive, they asked him, "What happened?" And he tell a lie
What you tryna and hide? All of this truth, torture and disguise
I need a black, boost my high
But at this very moment in time, I can't let it go, let it slide
Shit, I done tried, had the fake stones, do a cry (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, who am I to say different? (Who am I to say?)
Who am I to not remember? (Who am I to not re-)
Before the cash and bad bitches (Before the cash and the money)
And the fake niggas and ass-kissers, it was us
Yeah, yeah (don't wanna trust, don't wanna love, it was just us)
Yeah, it was us (don't wanna trust, don't wanna love, it was just us)
Yeah, it's still us, yeah
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49bxVin0H4zcbOPTnAPdD9 | EST Gee | IF I STOP NOW | I don't feel these niggas, like-
All these niggas not worthy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)
I hold my gun more than I hold my son
No way in hell you catch me without one
I've been in war more than I've been in love
We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come
It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff
If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up?
If I lose now, I might as well never won
If I stop now, I might not catch back up
It ain't no catchin' us
I'm in a fast car (fast), it's a demon (it's a demon)
I've seen both sides of the fields, neither was greener
Sittin' back, gettin' fire head from a thot, it make me leaner
She was a dog bitch (was a dog), I tried to wean her (I tried to wean her)
I turned my dog fit, he jammed the needle
I'm servin' all mix (servin' all) like it's a clean one (like it's a clean one)
I had to cut you off (cut you off), you made me weaker (made me weaker)
But every player in the field gon' get they cleats stuck
Like every nigga that get killed don't gon' meet Jesus
We better not stop, you see them cops, these blicks illegal
I'm doubled down when I'm in town, stick Desert Eagle (double down)
My baby mama say I'm selfish and a cheater, I guess 'cause
I hold my gun more than I hold my son
No way in hell you catch me without one
I've been in war more than I've been in love
We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come
It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff
If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up?
If I lose now, I might as well never won
If I stop now, I might not catch back up
It ain't no catchin' us
Yeah, nah, hope you don't suffer from my sins when you get older
Know most the shit I did, I stood on ten toes, never folded
It's a fake smile on me, Joker, took a whole G6, I'm rolling
Kill final close king cobra, I been doin' this shit for the longest
I thought it was makin' me stronger, I got 'em, just make me an offer
Every cross get thrown, I caught it, it really wasn't worth what it cost me
The only way I see shit stoppin' is if Austin get out of his coffin
If his water stop from his faucet, if a skeleton come from my closet
Yeah, if I could just talk to my mama, if my trust fall out of his chopper
Gave shrooms to the schools who knock us, how the news still say I'm a monster?
It's a lose-lose playin' with popular, make a nigga whole hood play possum
No boppin', not much of a talker, nigga, we walkers, get out, hawk 'em, white line, chalk 'em
I hold my gun more than I hold my son
No way in hell you catch me without one
I've been in war more than I've been in love
We in them cars all nights, yeah, more to come
It's a hundred on me now, somebody call my bluff
If I fall down, then who gon' pick me up?
If I lose now, I might as well never won
If I stop now, I might not catch back up
It ain't no catchin' us
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3hdWtlY4bawZp7Zf8bz27b | EST Gee | LIE TO ME SOME MORE | (Ayy, who that?)
(John Gotitt)
You know I been used to havin' foes (go PayDay, go)
Yeah, yeah
You know I been used to having foes (foes)
Immune to jokes, since middle school I wore my daddy clothes
I been alone out here so long, lost more than half the bros (half my niggas)
Showed you my spot, I knew you stole, you ain't let the cabinet close (I knew you took it)
You know how far I had to go 'fore you seen I was gone? (Why I left)
Driving back home, dished out my load, it's only ass and hoes (ass and hoes, only ass and hoes)
Quick check by Stop & Go and go put minutes on my business phone (on my trap phone)
He ain't like me before we met, I wish I would've known
I been on missions with all my lil' ones, turned them kids to grown
Teach 'em all right from wrong
Dump they mag' until it's gone
Spent everything I made off music to bring Mad home (bring Mad home)
'Cause I was taught, "Stand by yo' dawg," the city say I'm wrong (they say I'm wrong)
Came from a broken home, a sinking boat I boarded on (yeah)
Taught myself to swim and float (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck 'bout being called no G.O.A.T
Nigga, I come from selling dope
Failed in all my football host
So street shit really all I know
If I'm not welcomed here, I go
You ain't gotta lie to me no more
Yeah, if it's 'bout the money, what's the costs? I got it covered
Lie to me some more and make myself believe we brothers
I been getting too high, I can barely drive, I'm seeing double
They wanna see me cryin', layin' down in a puddle
I can see the signs, but my denial got me puzzled
Depression tried to crush me
I would've died if I wasn't
I would've died if I wasn't swimming
Better luck another time
Better not let me catch you 'round
Do you know how it look up close?
See a gangster get turned to a ghost
See a chopper bullet with a melanin coat
Stay woke never bumping this coke
Still dumping, I ain't ducking no smoke
Send lil' bro love offloads
Show him how to lead his bros
Show him how to turn green to gold
Never gon' like no hoes (never gon' like no-)
No, never gon' like no bitch (never gon' like no-)
No, never be scared of no risks (never gon' like no-)
I been made niggas rich
I been knew the Devil exists
She came in a form of a friend
I heard it was over revenge
Let the call drop, lost him again
Still pick up, he call me again
I'll never forget or forgive
My flaw is hard to pretend
Respect of the favor is friends
Thought we sat at the table as men
I sat there and baited him in
But I know how to bend, how to blend
And I'ma make an enemy for millions
Yeah, if it's 'bout the money, what's the costs? I got it covered
Lie to me some more and make myself believe we brothers
I been getting too high, I can barely drive, I'm seeing double
They wanna see me cryin', layin' down in a puddle
I can see the signs, but my denial got me puzzled
Depression tried to crush me
I would've died if I wasn't
I would've died if I wasn't swimming
Better luck another time
Better not let me catch you 'round
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4HGiXPr1kAN40W8kfbtDMc | EST Gee | UNDEFEATED | (Look out, Veno, look out, Veno, look out, Veno) (ooh-ooh)
Ah-yeah, ah-yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither
I ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'
I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons
I spent whole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'
Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"
Lethal injection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my people
And they ain't force it on me neither, we both addicts, so we equals
And so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em
Fuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer
Tryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission
And the difference is in love, and loyalty ain't commitment
And to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
When you a real street nigga (real street nigga)
Barely smile in pictures (barely smile in pictures)
Thug life livin' (yeah), goin' all out to get it (goin' all out to get it)
You a shootin' star wisher (you a shootin' star)
All night spinner (all night spinner)
On permission, sittin' in the trenches (yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
(Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah)
It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good, even then, it ain't great as it should
You helped me shake off these drugs
I make it was what it was, but I'm done ventin' finish
The streets ain't got no love
High solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the blunt
Watch him walk up on me starin', slowly reach for my gun
Too big to go like Pun
I'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongue
Just 'cause I can't lose, gotta keep 'em clean
Go to school in my play shoes
"You welcomes" but no "Thank yous"
Got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?"
Most that shit was fake, but I do thank God for his grace
And makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plate
Even Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my fate
Took a monster out on tour just for the world to know my face
56 nights straight, I go in beast mode for that pape'
This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race
Only real niggas relate, and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm
I know this shit gettin' really stressful
Through your whole career too
You know this little situation right here
I just want you to know, nigga, that I ain't, I ain't givin' up on this to the end
It's not even that, I ain't stoppin'
I ain't breakin' down or nothin', my nigga, you know-
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, when you a real street nigga (real street nigga)
Barely smile in pictures (barely smile in pictures)
Thug life livin' (yeah), goin' all out to get it (goin' all out to get it)
You a shootin' star wisher (you a shootin' star)
All night spinner (all night spinner)
On permission, sittin' in the trenches (yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
(Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah)
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1jJa4fGrtD973HizT7Kqs2 | EST Gee | KADAS SONG (FEAT. KADA) | It's crazy 'cause you know I don't feel nothing
That's perfect right there, that's how you do it
I'm mad, I'm mad 'cause of you
Free you
You ain't been backstabbed if you can't relate (can't relate to me)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (yeah, I'm not gon' say)
I done been baptized and still don't pray (still don't pray)
You don't know how that feel, moving through God's will (you don't know)
Back been stabbed so many times, I think I love the feelin' (I love it)
You speak on my name, no ties to none of them killings (none of them killings)
He ain't do it, but he got the detained a witness (got the detained a witness, detained a witness)
He ain't say shit, so they made him a defendant (made him a defendant, made him a defendant)
You ain't real, I know you ain't if you seen all that blood in these streets
I know you would faint, nowadays, it's just experience
It don't go by age, they wanted me to deteriorate
Sittin' in that cage young
I know a real killer who regulates his feelings
I knew a real nigga that got killed by a fake one
I know a oppy bitch and she ain't never snake me
Lord forgive me for the sins 'cause this nigga done played me (done played me)
Look me in my eyes, know I'm not the same me (my eyes)
Hear the ghost of all my guys when I get to singing, yeah
You ain't been backstabbed if you can't relate (la-la-la-la)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (la-la-la-la)
I done been baptized and still don't pray (la-la-la-la)
You don't know how that feel, moving through God's will (la-la-la-la)
Seems like I attract the broken (broken)
I seen light, but I seen darkness mostly (I seen darkness mostly)
Late nights dancin' with the Grim Reaper
KI's makes it hard to make it peaceful
Happiness can't be found through materials
After this, all profits, no losses (won't be happenin')
In the trenches finessin' odds we exhausted
How you bringing shit back together, I'm so opposite (opposite)
Kill the fake and let the real niggas prosper (let us prosper)
Saw my pain in more then one against the obstacle (saw my pain in more then one)
Pay attention to who the fuck is really stopping you
Pay attention to who the fuck is really stopping you
You ain't been backstabbed if you can't relate (can't relate to me)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (yeah, I'm not gon' say)
I done been baptized and still don't pray (still don't pray)
You don't know how that feel moving through God's will (you don't know)
It could be worst, but it's mostly fine
Over-focused cope with mine
No confusion, no, he dying
Only thing he don't know the time
Wish I felt the smoke was high
Up below walking fine
Watch his eyes, lips is known for lies
I can see through your disguise
Add some sun known by the guys
Matter of fact, stay quiet
Pull him close, I feel his wire
All I wanted to know was why
We was under oath 'til die
Let me know what's on your mind
I showed you my soft-spoken side
But I expect the cross like Jesus dying
I guess I'm supposed to cry
Closed mouth, but eyes opened wide
Even with this broken eye
I can see you wasn't right inside
Add and multiply, but don't divide, or take away our shine
Never say no names, but I hear from the chains won't drop a dime
So real, you just another clown
Just keep your name sublime
You ever end up on the ugly side of crime (uh)
If you ain't been backstabbed, you can't relate (van't relate to me)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (yeah, I'm not gon' say)
I done been baptized and still don't pray (still don't pray)
But you don't know how that feel, moving through God's will (you don't know)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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32KUTMzHo7G8Yx80enCYue | Young Scooter | Come Eat Wit Us | Yeah, haha
Yeah, we bringin' the streets back
Yeah, you know this shit hot right now, man
Snitchin' at an all-time high
Yeah
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Jugg with the gang, come eat with the gang
You'll get your head bust for watchin' a chain
Everybody equal, we don't give out stain
Kept it real with my niggas, never switch lanes
Come get some free bands, cut off your boss
I'm rich as fuck, nigga, I could take a loss
And he ain't in your raps, but I invented the triple cross
Put five strands together and call it criss-cross
Come eat with the gang, come eat with the gang
How these rappers walkin' 'round with fake chains?
I rock Eliante diamonds, we are not the same
Don't leave the house without a stick, the streets is not a game
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Jugg with the gang, come eat with the gang
You'll get your head bust for watchin' a chain
Everybody equal, we don't give out stain
Kept it real with my niggas, never switch lanes
Yeah, they say Geeski brought the streets back, he Jeezy '03 (Jeezy)
And his dope gon' go one to three, he ain't nothin' like me (like Jeezy)
It wasn't my lane, but I still bought it 'cause the price was cheap ('cause the price)
Breakin' offshore, my ice is sweet, junkie up for a week (go)
I'm qualified, I bust my yeek and don't talk with police
I'm on TV, showin' my jewelry off, droppin' a V
They on computers, I'm a shooter in real life, not on beats (gang, gang)
You ever served your daddy uncle a cuz and a B?
You ever stood over a nigga and did it for free? (Brr)
Without no mask, 'cause it was personal, want him to see (see this shit)
We laid in front his house so long, I start fallin' asleep
Fuck my bitch raw, 'cause I could not with no mask, hit the sink
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Dope boy, street nigga, cut your plug off, come eat with us
Jugg with the gang, come eat with the gang
You'll get your head bust for watchin' a chain
Everybody equal, we don't give out stain
Kept it real with my niggas, never switch lanes
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5WrxbSuC1hRIsLWmVQ1ryr | French Montana | Free Smoke | All the the J's to name a wrestler (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Name a wrestler (Turn me up, YC)
Free smoke (Gangsta Grizzillz)
Free smoke
I got my money up
They put paper on me, but can't pay a nigga to fuck with us
Boy, you got your gun or what? Get killed out here tryna knuckle up (Yeah, yeah, tryna fight)
Steady hallucinatin', seein' faces in the smoke I puff (Seein' demons)
My demons ain't my demons, they my equals, see me, say "What's up?"
How you wanna kill me, but you out the way and stay put up?
You know it's on sight with us, in broad day, get your melon bust (Get your hеad split)
I don't care he told ten yеars ago, he still might tell on us (Might tell)
Sometimes I wan' write my opps and ask 'em how bro restin' up
Lifted off some strong, make all the Js nickname a wrestler (Yeah)
You ain't trap enough, before I rapped, I had some racks put up
Right before I came to Memphis, I was ballin', Ja Morant (Ja Morant)
They want beef with us and hope I post and turn they Insta' up (Turn they 'Gram up)
You'd do whatever for attention from the listeners (To get your bands up)
Accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up (You put your gun up)
Right after them captions, actin', cappin', like you spinned on us (Like you spinnin')
This shit get ridiculous (Yeah, yeah), so I trust in my chopper (I trust in my gun)
55 don dada, know I send shit to the doctor (Send shit to the doctor)
That other shit be fraudulent, niggas know who got them bodies (Know who got them bodies)
Go get it out the blender, stretch that fit out like Pilates
Had money 'fore they signed me (Yeah), I was turnt before they found me (I was turnt up 'fore they found me)
I was fuckin' with cocaine way before I met Yo Gotti (Way before I met Yo Gotti)
That street shit in my veins, I count a million, can't record it (Blrrrd, blrrrd, ayy, ayy, Gangsta Grillz)
When we smoked him, left his brains on the sidewalk (Bah-baow)
We ain't out here claimin' bodies like Sauce Walka (Woo)
Coke Boy paid dues (Coke Boy, baby)
You can catch a RICO tryna get some fake views (Fake views)
Suckers out here lose their life stuntin' with fake jewels (For fake jewels)
When you rich, you got a watch importer (Watch importer)
Niggas dirty, cook a brick in Mississippi water (Mississippi water)
Behind the wall, wifey loose, she dippin' with the homie (Dippin' with the homie, haan?)
Without a test, ain't no testimony (Testimony)
Diss the dead, I still don't condone it (Don't condone it)
They want the clout, shoot up the wake, slide back, that's how we cross promote it (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Get the cake, get the weight, then we cook the flour (Flour)
Until we die in the grave and they bring the flowers (Coke Boy, baby)
La-di-da-di-da-di, body after body
Don't let the devil in, holy ghost in that Bugatti (Skrrt)
Free smoke, fuck what you heard about me
Everything cost, bitch, but all the smoke free
Free smoke, fuck all the talk about me (Haan?)
Everything cost, bitch, but all the smoke free (Haan?)
(Gangsta Grillz)
Certified in these streets, you can ask them folks 'bout Lil Rodney
I was fourteen years old, strapped with pure passion, every party (That's on the guys)
My opps know I'll kill 'em, tell me one time I won't spark 'em (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Every clique ever had beef, dropped at least one from out they posse (They posse)
Stay full of opium, promethazine, and THC (I'm high)
It was one nigga that played, but he can't tell you, he deceased (No lie)
Promote the violence, menace to society, fuck the peace (Hell nah)
Ain't get that blrrrd from out that rod, that's the sound of the AUG (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
They shouldn't have ever showed me one bullet can kill a giant (A giant)
Very conniving, slingin' iron, a young nigga a slime (A slime)
If you gon' diss, stand on wax, people gettin' shot 'cause you hidin' (Stop hidin')
Streets fucked up my lil' brain, got me worshipping violence
Everythin' cost, bitch, but all this smoke free
Come get some of this free smoke, bitch
Montana, BIG30, EST Gee, haan?
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3Ii7QxjlXsOOb2Usrfrspp | Lambo4oe | Self Esteem (featuring EST Gee) | Esteban, the main man
(Khromo)
Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You heal my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you heal my self-esteem
Move that ass in the air, move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air, move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air, move that ass in the air
Call me on a late night, gеt right
He ain't really acting right
Put you on that new, nеw shit
He ain't on shit, call me when he quit your life
'Cause he ain't really even got a job, no
He tryna hit a lick, but he don't really rob
He tryna sell a brick, tryna sell a brick
Your ex got locked up, upstate
For spendin' counterfeits, spendin' counterfeits
He don't really got it, no, he don't really live it
He ain't 'bout this shit that we really dealin'
Heart so cold, doubled back once, took her soul, ah
Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You heal my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you heal my self-esteem (Help my self-esteem)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah)
Move that ass in the air (In the air, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Shawty got her ass in the air)
Move that ass in the air (Help my self-esteem)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, help my self-esteem, baby)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, just help my—)
Yeah, yeah, give me a feelin' that I never felt (I never felt, yeah)
Prove somethin' heaven sent can come to the Devil himself (To the Devil)
She gettin' stiff, like tryna walk with a stick in my belt (Like with a stick)
I love harder, not at all, I was beggin' for help (But I don't love her)
So nonchalant, I make it look like we had never met (I don't love her)
Love me to death, well baby, don't get ahead of yourself (I don't love her)
I'm cold heated, but still hot enough, makin' her melt (Ha)
Squeezin' your waist so hard I'm takin' fingertips (Ha, ha, ha)
Looser, let her breath again stretch marks, deeper skin
Lick it and then I stick it in like, "Ooh", like, "Ooh"
What I wouldn't do, I'm so used to bein' used
You cummin', I'm cummin' too you love me, I love you too
Is it the kisses for me? (Is the kisses for me?)
Is it the kisses for me? (Is the kisses for me? Mwah)
She like, "Hit it for me" (She like, "Get it for me")
She like, "Ooh" (She like), she like, "Ooh" (She like, "Ooh")
You heal my self-esteem (Help my self-esteem)
She like, "Hit it for me" (She like, "Hit it for me")
She like, "Ooh" (She like), She like, "Ooh" (She like, "Ooh, ooh")
Damn, baby, you heal my self-esteem (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air (Yeah, yeah)
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
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1hssS4fYPc9EGQsppj2DaQ | EST Gee | Have Mercy | (Uh, uh)
Mmm-hmm
(Ayy, who that?)
Yeah, yeah (John Gotitt)
Yeah
I had to tell her watch her mouth, she say it's demons on me (she say it's demons on me)
Now that's my people died before me (shh), not tryna leave me lonely (not tryna leave me)
Just goes to show, if you don't know something, don't be speakin' on it (don't be speakin' on that)
Make sure I'm proper, check my posture, my yeek shouldn't be showin' (make sure I'm good)
Jack of all trades, but nowadays, I work on shootin' mostly (I work on-, brr)
You heard the story 'bout the Dada, island, bloody ocean (dada bloody, bloody ocean)
We bendin' corners, servin' boulders, we brought back the culture (brought back the culture)
Red said, "We lackin' leadership," and made me take it over (dead)
For sure, the last man standing always get to tell the story (Dead)
Before we made it to our glory, the streets told before me (the streets had told what it is)
A chief could never fully lead if he ain't been no soldier (ain't been no soldier, you don't know what it's like)
Rico, you told me they was fake and not to let 'em closer (told me 'bout these niggas)
My heart was broken when they told me opps's gettin' work from Nola (I couldn't believe)
I felt the tension, kept my distance, analyze they motion (I couldn't believe)
'Posed to be family, how we couldn't get no understandin'? (How we couldn't get no understandin' 'bout this shit?)
They took your pack, then came through clappin', right in front of my aunty (hmm, you let 'em take your shit)
You had me thinkin' I'm the reason, made me get back after (it was my fault too)
You tried to crash me knowin' I loved you, like you was my daddy
I had a pure heart, and you grabbed it, and took it for granted (fuck all that)
I ain't feel sadness when they smashed it, 'cause you hurt me badly (fuck all that)
Livin' perspective, love is evil when you see it backwards (love is evil)
We got a code that we can't go against, whatever happens
Don't do no rattin', even though the opps been told what happened (told)
He went to jail, tough as hell, but in their fuckin' asses (niggas lame)
They snaked his closest friends 'cause all that shit was seen on camera (snaked him)
And he was 'posed to be our savior, super gangster status
Speak on me lightly, they none like me, they spendin', not trappin'
Misleadin' the masses like you cold as me, but snatch your jacket (gang)
I'm really that, niggas ain't half of me, not even a fraction (niggas ain't half of me)
Won't let it happen, beat the streets, can't see me movin' backwards (I see the streets, I ain't goin' backwards)
I stood on business for my niggas got put in them caskets (I stood on business and I step)
They used to say that I was trippin', rich and still on missions (I'm rich as fuck)
But if I didn't, who's to say we'd be in this position? (Who's to say?)
I did it out of love for y'all, so I know God forgive me
You know the feelin' when they lyin', swearin' to God, you guilty (they lyin' on my nigga)
Kada ain't even fit the description from the eyewitness
He fightin' a lethal injection, God, have mercy on my lil' one
I told him when he beat the case, he gon' get out the biggest (the biggest, yeah, yeah)
I'm makin' sure all my members get out prison richer (all my members get out richer, yeah)
If I say "I love you," I go to heaven, I'll see hell wit' you (I'll go to heaven with you)
Long live the made men and R.I.P. Lil Dead, I miss you (R.I.P. Lil Dead)
Long live the made men and R.I.P. Lil Dead, I miss you
A hundred made men, niggas know what it is
It's still the same thing
Yeah, yeah, they try to pull me back, I'm gone
I'll beat y'all as a blowout
It wasn't closed, they won't see it again
Know y'all won't see me again
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6Md6lyVVoKWcOaSg8u1tDn | EST Gee | Shoot It Myself (feat. Future) | Yeah, yeah, yeah
Only way to get this with the-
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, shirt off with no mask at all, I train my dog with mannitol
Clearest water, this the one made Jesus take his sandals off
Come knock on the devil's door, make sure you turn your camera off
It's Js in here, white all on they face, but they ain't Santa Claus
I'm tryna do the math on how much more it take to get this car
Never thought I'd get this far, iced both my arms, my wrists is sore
I never been this up beforе, I'm paranoid as ever
7.62 clip curve in this AR for protеction (brr, brr)
Karma can't even catch up, did my first dirt like '07
Even back then, I'd tell you, I'ma be like this forever
It was hot, I made it swelter, hot like sit-downs with the devil (hot, hot)
Like, the only way to get this to my state is if we mail it
And the bond we built was special, all the game, my gang was separate
And they love me 'cause they know I'll catch a case and I ain't tellin' (I ain't tellin')
Woah, woah, gas on the track and throw mud on it
Watch and my chain got blood on it (woah)
The end of the barrel got blood on it (woah)
Came out the zoo, hide a check in the floor (woah, woah)
I don't put it on if ain't 20 or more
I committed sins in Christian Dior
Hold up, a G-Wagon holdin' my arm (woah)
Finessin' and trappin', made millions off rappin' (woah), just go to Zone 6, they gon' say I'm the G.O.A.T
Demons, piranhas, I'm movin' official (yeah), I keep me a shooter wherever I go (woah)
I take pills and I sip lean, bitch, I don't feel right tryna drive a boat (woah)
I'm out the trenches, I turned up my granny house, I had them Js knockin' at the door
I'm a different type of breed with the corner, braids and chains, spoil her, ho
I'm a different type of nigga with the corner, stretchin' all the work and pimpin' a ho
One thousand one pure cocaine, spend it on one of my chains, uh
One thousand one trillion bullets come behind my name (behind my name)
Woah, woah, fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Woah, woah, fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Fuck my shooter, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
I get into it with one of my opps, a nigga body gotta drop
And ain't nobody gon' tell me stop, I'll shoot it myself
I come through a nigga block, ain't gotta worry 'bout talkin' to cops
The reason a nigga holdin' this Glock, I'll shoot it myself
Yeah, I'll shoot it myself
I'll shoot it myself
Yeah, I'll shoot it myself
Yeah, nigga, I'll shoot it myself
Huh, I'll shoot it myself
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? I'll shoot it myself
Woah, woah, I'll shoot it myself (shoot it myself)
Woah, fuck you sayin', nigga? Yeah, I'll shoot it myself (yeah)
Top somethin', I ain't tryna shoot at no vest
Why the boy out and still movin' this meth?
It'll never sit my way, get pressed
Movin' my H, my hank gettin' stretched
Been drinkin' this Quagen, it taste like Tech
Purple and red, I don't drink no grits
It's a nasty pourin', I'm drinkin' this Tris
It's a slime, 5.56
It got green on the tip (it got green)
He couldn't breathe, he got hit (he couldn't breathe, he got)
Bullets jumpin' to him like it springs on a cliff (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
It's Celine when I drip (Celine when I)
I spit out phlegm on your bitch (phlegm on your bitch)
Niggas can't say they my opps, I'm just a demon they met (I'm just a demon they met)
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0Xo1UKGBbgcy9Q6OwTEwqG | EST Gee | Hell | Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I don't know you nigga, you don't know me, I'm from OT
Whenever I'm around, it's like the corner store sell more teas
As my reputation proceed, it seem like more bleed
If I had one wish, I turn my problems into codeine
Eight bands, thank God, amen, finesse for four-piece
Times a hunnid, nigga, I'm getting money, that's on a humble
Straight from mumble, niggas ain't talking numbers, a real boss
Call me when it's bought, I hate to talk to runners, close ya mouth
If you get caught, your silence don't costs you nothing
I had nothing, straight from out the struggle
I'm talking bread and butter, Red's brother
First one to love me when I knew they ain't love me
Red dumping, know I'ma follow up, ain't no damn running
Handcuff me, ain't no cooperating, ain't saying nothing
Saying something, I gotta gun for a nigga to stand under
Yeah, a round applause
He turned a man a hunnid grand, he finally dropped his balls
Should I feel wrong, they said, "I came up off Fentanyl"
I asked the streets and they said, "Gee, you tripping, hell nah"
We all tryna ball, we all tryna win
And if I had another chance, I'll probably win again
God, if I'm wrong, so bless your dawgm I'm finna sin again
And if I get another chance, I'm tryna win again
I'll do this shit again
Yeah, swishes on the glizzies said
"Let 'em post a pic like, yeah, we missed and we gon' spin again"
This a special come up 'cause conditions that I did it in
Juror tryna lock a killer in, wish death on many men
Any man that said, "They want me dead" I'll put a missle in
If my beef had chicken, still will bite it off the grissle then
Judge had told us wasn't no witnesses so he dismissing it
Really rich, damn near million in just off silly shit
I'm feeling it, soon as I feel it hit, it boost my adrenaline
Finish him, fuck all of that Instagram and Twitter-ing
I been in it, wasn't no way out, fuck it, so I'm still in it
The vicious is whoever did this shit, I got the city lit
Island boss, the biggest fish
Yeah, a round applause
He turned a man a hunnid grand, he finally dropped his balls
Should I feel wrong, they said, "I came up off Fentanyl"
I asked the streets, and they said, "Gee, you tripping, hell nah"
We all tryna ball, we all tryna win
And if I had another chance, I'll probably win again
God, if I'm wrong, so bless your dawg, I'm finna sin again
And if I get another chance, I'm tryna win again
I'll do this shit again
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6bDBI9WP59AI2cjn20oQV2 | EST Gee | Come Home | (Ayy, who that?)
(John Gotitt) hmm
I feel like the streets needed me
Wait for a nigga, I be up in myself
Needed a nigga like me
Needed a bad guy, they need a nigga they can point the finger at
(FOREVEROLLIN)
Mmm-mmm, don't give a fuck though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and fuck a nigga, still
I thought everythin' I lost, I'm 'posed to get it back (I'm 'posed to get that shit back)
I lost my mind, I don't know how, 'cause my head still attached (my head still on my-)
No way you love me with the same heart that you love a rat (rats)
And never checked a nigga talkin' 'bout me 'hind my back (behind my back)
Know I'm a villain in my city, not 'cause how I rap (not 'cause how I rap)
Because I'll pay a hundred racks to get a nigga whacked (because I'll pay a hundred bands to get him dressed)
Dude had a diss, he thought for sure it'd put him on the map (lil' pussy on the map)
Slowed up his progress when them chopper bullets hit his back (brr, brr)
It's me and Khasi in the circle, whip it up from scratch
He love me like he love himself, so play with him, you stretched
Off Indian Trail, we movin' bails, I'm pressin' the brick
I wasn't the first to make it out, but I did it the best (you know I did this shit the best)
Even though I killed to let you eat first, just leave me the rest (you know I keep what I killed)
Before I let a nigga stretch me, I'll die in a wreck (I'll die behind that)
I'd rather get it off my chest, 'fore I die with regret (before I die, nigga)
Nigga a rat and hope a necklace'll help us forget (rat)
Boy, you a shrimp, asked the streets, said you wouldn't be missed
I told him, "Link up and let's hit," but he did me a bitch (brr, brr)
No way they real as me (no way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before he sentence Ric (got a million for the judge, before he send my-)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (it's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me
Who say it's up with me? I'm out here, I don't see nobody (I don't see nobody)
No further questions 'bout my section, you can read about us
Mama'll say I was ungrateful, I ain't wanna wear Chucks
She gone, I miss her 'less I'm high, then I don't feel her love (feel her love)
I paint the streets for me and Ric', they try put us up
I told myself five times before, "Two more should be enough"
I wanna live forever too, so I'ma shoot my gun (I'ma shoot my gun)
'Cause second place the first to lose, I don't do runner-up (runner-up)
Like when you need me, name a time that I ain't come in clutch (like I ain't comin' clutch every time)
You dropped the ball but we was dogs, so I'ma pick it up (I ain't-)
I'm asking Austin why he crossed us, I ain't do him nothin' (hmm)
I done did so much, still don't feel nothin', like I ain't did enough (hmm)
No way they real as me (no way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before he sentence Ric (got a million for the judge, before he send my-)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (it's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (like you missin' me, my nigga)
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0oRvWfsaGjVl4JRKS8E8bs | EST Gee | I Can't Feel A Thing | (Niggas hoes, don't think we don't know you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (good boy, good boy)
Yeah, fuck it, I was made to ball (fuck it, I was made to ball)
Dropped my nuts and stood up tall (I stood up tall)
Told him, "Send 'em," said I'm back in beach if he ever fall
He came back with 50 small (50)
Sent half 'em home and blessed my dawg (that's my nigga)
Versaces on, I'm Johnny Cage (I'm Johnny Cage)
Been that nigga before the fame (before my fame)
Know I got it, I still feel the same, no nigga say I changed
I used to love 'em, tryna keep him out his grave, but he chase clout, a lame
Ecstasy, it's blank, no name
Mama, I can't feel a thing (I can't feel nothin')
Watched you take your last breath
And after I couldn't sleep for days (nah, I couldn't feel nothin')
I'm still catchin' plays like nothin' happened
Sunny, cloud or rain (like I can't feel nothin')
Brought me closer to my gang, they ain't let me crash in flames
Sure would've been a shame
If I just died with just street accolades (but I'm alive)
Buckle down, harder, smarter, water, that's with hard and 'caine
I was so fucked up 'bout Fendi, it would've been my daughter name
She play the lames, so she couldn't keep it, fuck it, situation changed
I love Sarah anyway, ten carats, not the cheapest rings
It's the beast that Ric done made, he wanna see me do my thing (do my thing)
Let me rock his watch and chain
He say, "Hustle strong and get your own"
It make me feel a way, best advice he ever gave
Knowin' I should've left, I stayed (I should've left)
Look at all the mess I made
Been knew I was gon' blow, bro said "Go", but I had death on brain
Thankful that I'm blessed with pain (yeah)
At least I get to feel somethin' (I get to feel somethin')
99.5% of the time, shit, I won't feel nothin' (I won't feel nothin')
We just did a lil' thuggin' (yeah)
I don't think he killed nothin' (I don't think he killed nothin')
I just took my fifth one in two hours, bro, I feel funny (I feel funny)
I give him his own, the last I own, he my real brother
I keep Trayday away from home
Show him how to get real money (show him how to get a bag)
Before I blow, Capo made every show and made a ten hustlin'
Gamble with your life, I'm tellin' 'em like, "A'ight, I got him covered"
He might rap his life, escape death's bite, now we got deals comin'
Tell the truth, in and out the booth, so many say they do
But ask flu, stay over here too long, you might be slidin' too
And you can ask the other side, nowhere to run and hide to
Ignorant with this chop kick, when it pop, it don't do kung-fu (brr)
Security better not touch me, less I'm buckin', bring my fire through
Every nigga speak on me in vain, some of them been done too
Won't be EST, when shit get deep, I'm who you run to
Still up on ten toes, on both my feet, I always come through
Low-key I was scared of Zoeski
Miss you and I love you (you know I love you)
How you street? Happy feds did a sweep, you 'posed to hate them too (how the fuck?)
You went out the sunroof, I'm hoppin' out, like Ja do (but how the fuck?)
Even though the opps is all cool they still pull slime moves (and how the fuck?)
Up the price, few hundred, they might go take their cousin life (what the fuck?)
Bruise'll make 'em nod his cuz tonight, he tryna book cuz a kite
Send 'em up, I'ma send the lo' for you, come pick it up
I'm really up, JPEG pics to bruh, help keep his spirits up
Damn, fat boy ain't eat three hoes want me, that's who I'm hittin' 'em for
Spitta ain't never cry about his time when they came sentenced him (you know I love that)
Y'all was not on nothin', act like y'all was to boost y'all images
I'll still slither through tryna look for you, but you still gettin' tucked
Your best outcome is gettin' a crush, them Draco' shells be tough to duck
You know we comin' through like the navy seals (mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm)
You can see the one with your name, you know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck with us, it ain't great
Whatever, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
Whatever Birdman said, back in same thing, different name
You know what I'm sayin'?
Big Shiner, you know what I'm sayin'?
Before you get blinded with me, you know what I'm sayin'?
These diamonds up, switchin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Benji
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2BSl2gSFHdzJAMus74qzNj | EST Gee | Backstage Passes (feat. Jack Harlow) | I became what you fantasized about becomin
Had to quit sendin music out
Cause somebody fucked around
Leaked somethin
Every girl that I mess with
Know what's up, but they keep comin
Pretty sure, at this point
They don't wanna know the secrets I keep from 'em
Put your phone down and be somethin
25 and you broke (Broke)
Talkin' 'bout me on the internet
But you dapped me up when we spoke (Fake)
I don't know if I'm genius
But I definitely had a few strokes (Uh)
Real rap, not jokes (Mmm)
Dress like I'm at Oakes (Ayy)
Seer suckin' my coat (Coat)
Daycare in her throat (Yeah)
Hit songs in my notes (Ooh)
Hit notes like, "Don't"
I just got in my zone (Zone)
Had to let it be known (Known)
Brought her out, she got flown (Boom)
Unspoken, we bone
Fell in love with my tone
Airplane on my phone
Floatin' off the Patrón
In the club and I'm stoned
Used to curve me in the tenth grade
Now things changed, I'm grown
I ain't gettin' dethroned
Hit the gas and I'm gone
(Hit the gas and I'm gone, gone)
I'm the one that put the city on (Yeah)
I'm the one that got the city
Known off of turkey bands and a minute phone
I'm the one that gave us big records
I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes
Put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a satchel
A million in just jewelry actually,
And she saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty
Used to do road trips to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't @ me
I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some backstage passes
Yeah, lights, camera, action
Don't stop, keep going, it's relaxing
You coming on tour, how you acting
She see my car and got to asking
Yeah, this an Aventador, not a Vette
I done went platinum, my go Jack
But I'm still living life, no sweat
Can't move on, no coupe, the rose truck next
It's another quarter million on the risk.
Pick her up she ignore a text
I told her, more spit, baby, more licks
You ain't know I leave, 'cause I'm born sexy
If you didn't know, now you know
Louisville, young hood nigga, hoe
One fifty four for a loaf a show
I'm the fire demon to the smoke
We all know who hate me the most
All the lame niggas that's broke
From the black sheep to the goat
I was just microwaving my dope
Since the white rollie in the Wraith
Like my food with a side of coke
I ain't gotta say much, y'all know
I'm the one that got the city known off of
Turkey bands
And a minute phone
I'm the one that gave us big records
Done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes
Put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a
Satchel
A million in just jewelry actually, and she
Saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty
Used to do road trips to the natty
Don't take no pics and don't @ me
I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some
Backstage passes
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4ud6TMfWBu8X7Q3SPwZIDa | EST Gee | Both Arms | Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone (Yeah)
(Cutta we rich)
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah)
Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah)
Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Sippin', sippin', and throw a four back (Yeah, yeah)
Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah)
Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah)
Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah)
Real trap nigga, I serve plenty, I don't know y'all (I don't know y'all)
Thirty-six, I flip thirty-six your kick, but you a show off (Mm, that's a small one)
That's what's on my ho arm and she don't even show y'all (And she don't even show y'all)
Safe sex on the sofa, the arm rest, I sit my pole on (Mm, I sit my gun on)
Any trick that get a trick from me, I make her go long (I make 'em stretch)
G6 bottle water in that Rolls, gettin' my roll on
Bitch kept gettin' my pants wet, when she faced me, told her, "Hold on" (I told her, "Hold on")
Green grass, space for all the snakes, I make them grown on
My brother passed, choppa in his hand, he was a soldier (He was a gangsta)
Green-tipped 556, bend him out like cobras
Blank X, perc'd up behind tent, you gettin' in mode, huh? (I'm gettin' loaded)
Yeah, he stretched, work, can't rest, this a whole one
Went back to my old plug, we even, I didn't owe him (I didn't owe him)
Front a nigga, I need every digit to his social (To his social)
Only way you ain't get what I gave you, is if you sold 'em (It's if you sold 'em)
If they flick you, just don't tell 'em where you get the load from, yeah
Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah)
Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah)
Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah)
Sippin', sippin', and throw a four back (Yeah, yeah)
Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah)
Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah)
Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah)
Yeah, mm
What you mean rest? (What you mean rest?)
I'm off three X (I'm off three)
Stuffin' bags to the seem rip
He gotta seed pack, this a clean batch
I been knockin' bows since gas was train wreckin' and green crack
Trackhawks and Hellcats, we already did that
Drippin' through the trenches, niggas slippin' where I spilled at
People missin', opposition tippin' sayin' we did that
I ain't trippin', shouldn't have took them bitches where he lived at
Wait a second, someone bring a beverage, throw this pill back
Make a section, teddy bears, few presents, where he killed at
Ain't no pressure, he know I'ma stretch 'em when he relax, it fill cap
Every time you rap, nobody feel that, bring it back
Freezer, let it sit like it's a meal prep, coastal bros
Three of em' back to back, like I'm Field Jack, come and go
Ain't no halfs, only wholes, this a real trap, local hoes
I use all they loads to send the weed back, yeah, yeah
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7uGfBlereVfo6pIQXl7Z1K | EST Gee | Bow And Say Grace | Uh, uh (FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mm
Let's raise the stakes (Let's raise the stakes)
He with me, he eatin', make sure I made his plate (Make sure I feed him)
Fortune times, I seen niggas get spanked, they ain't gotta say they grace
God, I wonder what make niggas think that they can play with me (That they can play with me)
Two of them got killed for every one bullet they spray to me (Every one bullet they spray to me)
Misery love company so my lil' brother with me, teeth gritting (You know he stay with me)
Sweating, rolling off his jigga, track a mill' to kill 'em
I done stepped for niggas, never showed me love, I loved them (I loved them)
Imagine knowing this shit set in stone but still won't crumble it (But still won't crumble it)
Imagine tryna shoot it out with us, we got a hundred sticks (You know we got a hundred sticks)
Niggas broke, his pistol stole the one Red killed they cousin with (The one they killed, grrr)
Roll over, play dead, wreck for the 'Gram, some of they other tricks (Some of they other trick)
I sit back and watch all of the rumors they be running with (All of the rumors they be running with)
All who been in involved won't call it off but it'll never quit (Shit, it'll never quit)
Whenever I bring it hard, she say, "Oh, boy, don't let it charge"
Yeah, as soon as he seen that Drac', all he could say was, "Oh my God" (Brr)
And if I wanna see his face it's gon' cost me three-hundred large
However it go, Lord, we make the police do they job (We make the police do they job)
However it go, Lord, you know I'm thugging 'til I'm gone (You know I'm thugging 'til I'm gone)
However it go, Lord, you know I'm riding for the cause (You know I'm riding for the cause)
However it go, Lord, I pop a level I'm a don (I pop a level I'm a don)
However it go, Lord, I pop a level I'm a don (I pop a level I'm a don)
Yeah
They won't see me cry, see I'm a shiner, I cry in diamonds (I cry in diamonds)
And just these chains alone that I got on four hundred thousand (Four hundred thousand)
And I won't vouch for shit else but the island we conniving
Riata drive, car game slimey, home of the shiners
And all the answers I got 'em any nigga want a problem (Any nigga want a problem)
Them hollows get to bussing all inside 'em like a condom (Grr)
You get hit with this kick, make you split open like piñatas (Make you split open like piñatas)
A nigga hate on me, I'ma fuck his favorite baby momma (I'ma fuck his favorite baby momma)
And we the ones been sliding through, dumping on y'all partners (Bah, bah)
Instead of getting in that car, you just got high and rapped about it
He knew he marked for death, he lost his self, choppa gon' find him (Choppa gon' find him)
And last night had a dream the devil caught me talking highly (He caught me talking highly)
About I had some ones, I sent him waiting on my arrival (I sent him waiting on my arrival)
The love ain't safe, nothin' made it away sliding through Riata (Sliding through Riata)
And humble yourself, nigga, you in the presence of the Dada (You in the presence of the Dada)
No matter what they say, can't take away what we accomplished
Yeah, as soon as he seen that Drac', all he could say was, "Oh my God" (Brr)
My lil' brother booked, they told me murder was his charged (Murder was his charged)
And if I wanna see his face it's gon' cost me three-hundred large
However it go, Lord, we make the police do they job (We make the police do they job)
However it go, Lord, you know I'm thugging 'til I'm gone (You know I'm thugging 'til I'm gone)
However it go, Lord, you know I'm riding for the cause (You know I'm riding for the cause)
However it go, Lord, I pop a level I'm a don (I pop a level I'm a don)
However it go, Lord, I pop a level I'm a don (I pop a level I'm a don)
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2mcunJucOjUZfPzfBwXal6 | EST Gee | Blood | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
I done dumped my shit, dawg, reload clip and then pop back out
I done had my block on lock so long, it wanna tap out (FOREVEROLLING)
Deep inside the belly of the shit these niggas rap 'bout
I done went OT to get on my feet and pass my pack out
Lil' bro don't tell me nothing about his beef when he come cash out
Front him what he cop, he come re-up before his last ounce
All he know is work his Draco, flip phone, and his traphouse
Stood over that stove without no mask, I damn near passed out (passed out)
Whip and add that cut, nigga, don't give up, you in that bag now (you in that bag now)
Beat up all the pieces, treat them Teslas like a feature (them Teslas like a feature)
And once they hear you killed one, they gon' come back like they need you
This crystal raw'll turn a soccer mom into a demon
I never saw nothing like this before until I seen it
I ain't never knew I was addicted to this shit but now, I need it
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
Break down in that kitchen, make it glisten out the mud
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
This the feeling first time when your niggas gave you a gun
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
Money, murders, burners, make the FBI wan' come
Yeah, yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see (I wanna see) yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
Yeah, niggas be forgetting that they got wet now 'cause it's sunny
Pneumonia, weather, whatever, wipe his nose, it was runny
You moving funny like you a undy, knock him a dummy
It ain't got no money, it's the urge to leave a nigga bloody
I gave double what they wanted, guess it wasn't enough or something
And I slid through the field muddy, tryna hit some' like it's rugby
I can't let it slide, he gotta die, even if we could
You'll never want for nothing, stay loyal, I got you covered
You don't cross that line, shit, it's landmines on the other
Who wanna see my empire crumble? Lord, protect me from my brother
I ain't freezing up, I'm dumping, 30 hop out, car still running
All we need to know who done it, and I'm gon' dump 'em, on my mama
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
Break down in that kitchen, make it glisten out the mud
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
This the feeling first time when your niggas gave you a gun
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
Money, murders, burners, make the FBI wan' come
Yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
I wanna see (I wanna see) yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)
♪
(Medicinal, yeah)
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5yg9LYjfVXxvPQ9DyosRdt | EST Gee | Love Is Blind | Phew, phew, phew (FOREVERROLLING)
Yeah, yeah
Come take a trip down memory lane with a gravedigger
A made nigga, poppin' painkillers don't make me think different
I'm a drank sipper, I done slayed niggas, I done paid killers
Out the whip and out the window, long as you get 'em, ain't no difference
Shame is, the same niggas dissin' used to wan' hang with us
I ain't trippin', I been had a lot of opps, even more pistols
Bougie freak say she don't wan' eat 'cause I ain't say, no pickle
Put her on the nigga, she get that lo', we gon' for sure get him
Most get it, the small few of 'em that don't don't need no nose tissue
'Cause I'ma wipe it for him, he don't even know it, I'm so cold with it
She got sexy lips, when she eat dick, I call her soul stealer (mwah)
Cried, make her sad, said, I'll be back when it's a whole river
She give me a pass on how I act because her old nigga
Broke and down bad, sittin' on his ass, watchin' her go get it
Plus I used to serve her baby dad, you know I hit his bag
Bossed up, I bought all my whips with cash, it came with paper tags
Three kilos and one five hundred grams, all my cubans dance
Every brick I grab, you ain't my mans, I come for four and a half
Run off on your stupid ass next time if you don't lower the tab
Niggas ain't got money, got no swag, they can't make me crash
Let my brodie score, I threw the pass, he laid it off the glass
I done slimed his blood all on my grass, I hope you thinkin' fast
Pour of Wock' inside a big blue pop make it look like the Jazz
Thought that shit was good, but it was trash, get back to the lab
Bricklayer and I was made to last and never come in last
Act like you wan' test me, you gon' pass and I ain't talkin' class
Know I got that Gretzky, don't even ask, just come with the cash
I don't reminisce on what I had 'cause I'm still in my bag
Difference me and his is mine's Dior and yours is made from trash
Nigga sent the gangsters' text, I laugh, you know that that's his ass
He survived from hidin' under the wheel, he ain't dump his iron
Know I climbed from out that pile of shit, I had to take my time
Step and put some niggas on a shelf who wanted to see me die
Video, he up a stupid roll, camera off, he lie
Gotta shine 'cause I ain't used to have nothin' and that's the reason why
Homicide, another mama cried, son played with 55
Riata drive, whoever tryna collide, know it's suicide
Love is blind, so is my left eye, so fuck the other side
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3O5jTh4uFL08ZmQSdFo5zz | EST Gee | I Won't Let Em' Kill Me | (Hahaha)
(TooDope)
How much love?
I'ma buy it all
(FOREVEROLLING)
How much love could a nigga buy for a million?
Streets sayin' they miss me, I admit it's been a minute
Can't get ever with me 'less you took somethin' from the livin'
Stack it up to lose it in one load, I know the feelin'
Losin' everything you ever known, I know the feelin'
Losin' every love you ever known, I know the feelin'
I know how it go, she a ho, ain't no kissin'
And if you fuck around, we gon' notice the itchin'
Put his nose in the business, told him "No," he ain't listen
Couple years ago, just me and Zone had the switches
Orderin' the beef, I made it snow in the trenches
And silence is commended, so I hold my opinion
All I know is back when I had 'bows, they was spittin'
Them rappin'-ass niggas, y'all been doin' this attention
Niggas local rap to you and I'm a con gang bender
I'ma rob me a nigga 'fore I ever get to finish
I ain't ever finished winnin', I ain't trippin' what a ho'll say
I done lost my rent money for a month tryna cook oil base
Hopin' that my brodie get it to me for a lower rate
I been takin' Chinese tens by fours, pain don't go away
Yeah, ventin' to my junkie while she buttered in front of Mama Shawna's
Told her one day I'ma be the richest nigga off Riata
And just for listenin' to me, I let her hold the piece until tomorrow
She don't know that she the only girl I trust except my mama
Watch her grab the seatbelt, wrap her arm up like an anaconda
Asked her why she do it, she said, "Somethin' out here for everybody
And once you finally find it, you'll take somethin' close from anybody"
Red died and I cried 'til we put them yeeks on everybody (Brr, brr)
Activation, can you be addicted to a dead body? (To a dead body)
I done dropped some tears over a casket of my man's body
I know if you thump somethin', right after, you can feel finally
I don't know how I feel 'bout it, I'm tryna take the thrill out it
But I can't
It's somethin' 'bout seein' a nigga's face get nailed to the pavement (Brr)
Different when I say it 'cause I really give out spankings
Reasons I can't tell you, I don't wanna put you in danger
I won't let no bitch nigga kill me, I'm a gangster
I'm a motherfuckin' gangster
I'm a motherfuckin'
Mmm, I won't let no bitch nigga kill me, I'm a gangster
Mmm, really do this
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1raDfo60NX6zXrc8YwMMRi | EST Gee | Get It Going | Yeah, yeah
(FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, yeah
That's how I'm comin', yeah, yeah
That's how I'm comin', yeah, yeah
Ain't no running
Your best bet is ducking when I push the button
One on one'n, I can trick a nigga if I can trick a junkie
How I'm coming, thirty-six of them onions if you get it jumping
How I'm coming, buyin', not getting fronted, nigga, I'm getting money
How I'm coming, coaching all the youngins, sending off the flunkies
How I'm coming, street nigga out Kentucky, car from out the country
Yeah, road running (Road running)
Twelve hours, thirty thousand bags, eleven hundred (I want my money)
Loads double, maybe even triple, when I get to Kеntucky (I said I'm want my money)
Double punching, eithеr way, it's straight, nigga, we ain't throwing nothin'
I'm grit and thuggin', might not go home, shower, change my clothes or nothin'
And I beat that road down like a trucker, be there soon, I'm coming
Cold sluttin' and I gave her like four hundred C's, these hoes running
These niggas in imaginary beefs, they must be Ghostbusters
Ask about me, we known for the D, the streets, yeah, my supper
Damn near half a hundred, Charlie Bang, mouth flooded, care cut it
Room on a yacht, they kick the door, she mad that I ain't fuck her
When it's time to do them crimes, tell me why you ain't ride or nothin'?
A lot of money, my power double, a nigga better not move a muscle
Ain't no running
Your best bet is ducking when I push the button
One on one'n, I can trick a nigga if I can trick a junkie
How I'm coming, thirty-six of them onions if you get it jumping
How I'm coming, buyin', not getting fronted, nigga, I'm getting money
How I'm coming, coaching all the youngins, sending off the flunkies
How I'm coming, street nigga out Kentucky, car from out the country
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4NMsGNHtpsNJVmKVCkKrnc | EST Gee | The Realest (feat. Jeezy) | Hey, hey, don't go against the-
Hey, hey, hey, they say life is a blessin'
If I die, I'll still go out the realest (the realest)
He wanna talk, I just don't get it, that's our only difference
(FOREVEROLLING) the shots I seen don't come on Insta', come in .556s (come in)
You been a bitch, but since that PPP hit you think you lit
I built this shit up brick by brick, my name ain't on no list
I'm still on fish, you might get hit on if you like his pic'
Whole time she pull you in a twist, you tryna wife his bitch
I'm from the bricks, so I'll be cool whatever I get (I'll be cool)
Before I did it, niggas barely knew Louisville exist (barely knew Louisville exist)
Niggas support me and be sellin' boy off of our flips
Riata block, we threw up Blood, but the island was Crips (but the island was Crips)
So, we crop niggas out the pic' who couldn't co-exist (brr, brr)
I never did it for no fame, but acknowledge I'm lit (acknowledge I'm lit though)
Look at my chain, it say, "Get killed for a robbery attempt"
He know he gotta say my name for his song to get clicked
Look like she hurt you every day, they say life is a bitch (like she hurt you every day)
What's her name? Went against the grain while his car had got flipped
Get your head split, the concrete see who you had problems with (see who you had problems with)
Yeah, yeah, we the mob and we rich (the mob), came too far to just quit (too far)
Came off ballin' my wrist (came off ball), quarter a raw to a split (quarter a raw)
Turn a split to a brick (turn a split), turn a brick in a ten (I turn 'em bricks)
Then we do it again, double back, do it again
Ain't no limit, ballin' 'til I fall (fall)
Destined to be the greatest, yeah, the writing's on the wall (woo)
29, you come and get it, I bring you 30 Gs (Gs)
The real snowfall, just know you gon' need some ski's (damn)
The chopper's all wood handled, just minus the leaves (leaves)
Can make them niña's do some things you wouldn't believe (woo)
The way I had the block flooded, thought I had a boat (boat)
I flipped them bricks, I'm talkin' spicy, I'm the curry G.O.A.T. (Haha)
Them fiends comin' from the kitchen, lot of dinner hardly (hardly)
White bricks on white counters, got me feelin' godly (I slept)
Counted up my first million, felt it in my soul (soul)
Schemin' on my second million, got that in my bowl (damn)
Bald head, no Samson, power's in my fork (fork)
Same stove, same kitchen, Granny cook that pork (woo)
I'm in my auntie Nissan, yeah, I'm on a mission (mission)
That weight so heavy in the back, it might just need suspension (woo)
I'm in that kitchen, whippin' smoother than a Cadillac ('Llac)
I'm droppin' 62, tryna get a hundred back (damn)
For when the babies, nigga, and I ain't talkin' Similac (nah)
Scorpion' prints on them bitches, like an artifact
I'm tryna hold my vision while I'm rippin' on this vision (vision)
Lord knows, I just hope the big homie listenin'
Heavenly Father, give me grace while I'm makin' this play (play)
Wish I could make a hundred mil' and just call it a day (day)
Money in the safe so long, I forgot the code (damn)
Apartment in my daddy name, that's to hide the low
Don't compare me to trappers, nigga, compare me to greats (greats)
Pablo died on a rooftop, that ain't my fate (nah)
Chapo got life, he ain't never gettin' out (out)
I did it in some Air 1s, fuck we talkin' 'bout? (Fuck we talkin'?)
My uncle did 20 years, got nothin' to show (nah)
I got four million in cars with nowhere to go (yeah) yeah
Look, I'm on another level (what?), talkin' another devil (yeah)
Joe Pesci in Casino, yeah, I need another shovel (woo)
For the niggas like Gee (Gee), for the niggas like me (me)
The realest nigga in the room, I should charge you a fee, Snow
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0wL0Q2DeQ5wMAKHkWRUO0i | Tripstar | Top Dolla (Tripstar, Moneybagg Yo, EST Gee) | Energy made this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What?
Penthouse suite, top floor
Prices got cheap, we just let 'em go
Whoa, watch my nigga spend a 100K on a plain watch
Told him, "Give me ten more days, I'ma get me one"
Two-hundred occasion (what you do?), I gave 'em (I gave)
Thumbin' through the payment in the rental car from Avis (backend)
Withdraw on that Wocky, I shrivel up like a raisin' (real)
My nigga Trip black as hell, but he sell Caucasian (jungle fever)
White dope, I sell it to my white folks
I ain't racist 'bout that paper, I ain't goin' broke
Pint of Hi-Tech red, gotta put that shit up on your head
I got bad bitches textin' me like, "Where you at?"
Walkin' out of St. Regis with 50 in my britches
Get the drank dirt cheap when I go cross the bridge
Count a hundred-fifty bucks out, it got me dizzy
Spend it, I fucked off an 80 ball with Izzy (necklace)
Let her wear my chain, got my pendant on her titties (look)
Off the yacht to the jet just to see the Grizzlies (book)
Jason said, "You cuttin' it close, you got a show, you trippin'" (whoa)
I'm not missin' that cornbread, be there in a jiffy (gone)
They said that it gotta be in you, it can't be on you (whoa)
But I got it in me, and it's on me, what you want?
Whoa, poker face when I see the plug, we talkin' business
Plain Richard Millie, so them white folks take me serious
In a meetin' with 'em, legs crossed, hand on my chin (grin)
Tryna negotiate me a label deal for ten
I want in, I won't drop the ball, I bet we win
Whoa, they be like, "Trip, is you sellin' fent'?" Nah
Five red bitches, that's a- (take your time, hol' up)
Five red bitches, that's a fin ball
Two bricks of soft in the loft
Hit it and you winnin' in the kitchen like it's golf (kitchen like it's golf)
Was tryna get it off, so I front him what he bought
I don't talk numbers with runners, shit, nigga, I'm a boss
And we gon' drop you off, talkin' 'bout you ain't tryna spin
I'm throwed, I be thinkin' 'bout a soul when I grin
Niggas hoes, I had bows way before it was a trend (soft ass nigga)
Only rap beef I had died before it ever began (on my mama)
Real street nigga trapping, gettin' high and smokin' cigs
Could turn it back to drop, blow it up and make it big
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4YeoYDiM7MHUb6Gb9sKYz9 | 42 Dugg | Ice Talk | Yeah, yeah (uh, uh)
Yeah, yeah (uh)
Who got the ups on us? (Who got ups on us?)
Strap across your shirt, like, nigga, buckle up (Helluva made this beat, baby)
You can't miss, I send you on that hit, might die, you fuck it up
Clip hold got like T trimmers, real street nigga, my money up
Wave this bitch like, "Hey, what's up?"
Soon as fat boy get close enough
Niggas don't want bump, they punks, on IG, hope I post 'em up
I talk to them bodies late at night when I be rollin' up
They know it's us
Gone with all that flaggin', bitch, you braggin', now I choke on bruh
40, that's the caliber, the magazine is 17
I got this from Medellín, 18 times 33
I hope he ain't sellin' dreams, might go back to mailin' ki's
I don't want no good bitch, make Dugg bitch a felon, please
My wrist methamphetamine, you know this that ice talk
Hop out on foot, let pipe off, yellow tape, white chalk
OT, gettin' this ice off
For a hundred mails, every country town around, we beat it down
Used to bag up pieces, sittin' up east listenin' to "Wipe Me Down"
I know they don't like me now, your brother, sister, cousin
Feds ever hit the house, put my shit in the oven
They get cheaper by the dozen
Roster grew to a monster
We blow them choppers, bitch
I don't know my alphabets
Tell me, what come after rich?
Play with us, we whackin' shit, claimin' shit, and stampin' shit
Fuck y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
These niggas don't want beef with us, they IG killers
We bendin' blocks in three rentals, I don't see niggas
Keep drillin', bitch, we breed killers
We elite spinners
Big shiner, keep his heat with him, eat and sleep with it
Wake up, bitch won't fuck the youngin from the front, go get that makeup
To make sure all my niggas had a piece, I took a pay cut
Ho gon' put this 'partment in her name, you need some pay stubs
I'm crankin' my fake drugs, four-hundred in eight months
Ten with me like eight stuffed
The driver like my idol, that's the only bitch I can't touch
These niggas is not me, these niggas is not Gee
Got blow pack, got roxys
Got weed stems and boxed gin, I'm top ten
Yeah, go catch one and get locked in
Got out of line and get knocked in
In my city, I'm top ten
Number one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
With a white boy snortin' H lines
In the side county, niggas can't find
With a 45 on my waistline
Like fuck next, I'm lit now
Crossed over, I'm big slime
I'm still slidin', I'm rich now
E'rybody gotta pick sides
Took a risk to hold up my wrist high
My lil' brother took six lives
He a lil' nigga but look 6'5"
Can the opps say they didn't hide?
Yeah
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5tLdDm1cVYAH2kk7TyjmdW | 42 Dugg | Thump Shit | Free them boys, we them (me and Spiff)
Ayy, free them boys, we them (keep one on the hip, yeah)
Ayy, free them boys, we them boys, bitch (yeah, ayy, Big Papito)
Pop out with my ice on, Mr. Get Them Pints Gone
Fuck you want a price for? You ain't coppin' slabs, nigga
Bad bitch tell me that I'm better than her last nigga (duh)
Rag bitch love me for throwin' 4s and droppin' fives nigga
Doggy still be cashin' shit, fuck her good, then pass the bitch
Wayward down to grasser bitch, I probably made a ticket there
If I'm in there, them sticks in there, them Bloods in there, we blitzin' that
Front to back, bring triple back, want 85 for these feddy's
Cuddy's talkin' 65's, that's only 'cause his fiends paid that
Fuck it, put a one on 'em and ship 'em out
Ice bowls, ice bowls, I said, "I got 'em" (I do)
IPhones, iPhones, I still got 'em (I do)
We take a jet to the bad, they buyin' vests before they stride
I guess we know who not the killers, rest in peace, free my niggas
Ric' called, Apple called, they all skeet (hello?)
Murray called, 'Onte called, then MD (hello?)
White runts (Exotic), pink runts, four a piece (I got 'em)
Moneybagg, Babyface, EST
Buss down, touchdown, then repeat it
65 a gram, nigga, who can beat it?
Red eye, been a Demon, fuck the Urus
Some youngings caught me slippin', I ain't trippin', got insurance
Bitch, I'm back again, I'm strapped again, you get whacked again
They got the Hemis, forgot the Benz, I put ten on each
I know his mans, I know his bitch, I do not forget
Give me a week, ask about young, he do not exist
Thump shit, thump shit, Doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, Doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, Doggy 'nem thump shit (gonna thump sum', gonna thump sum')
Slump shit, slump shit, Doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too (yeah, you know what's up, EST, Skcretch Gang)
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too (yeah, mm, mm)
Fat bitch, I remember you, you been a ho since middle school (I remember, been a bitch)
Dead or sippin' soup from off a spoon, that's what this switch'll do (mm, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Cappin' niggas pitiful, condition never critical (niggas showin', niggas lyin')
He die before he even knew, get some blood on all that blue (he was dead, shoot him dead)
Face shot, trappin' in the spot, makin' my H lock (makin' my dawg lot)
How you get that rich before you sign? Shit, I had eight spots (mm, I had like eight on)
In and out, can't stop, two stoves, eight pots (yeah, mm, eight pots)
One on every burner, we the ones who do the murders
Whacked his younger brother and the big one
"Shh," I know it hurt him (mm, I know it hurt your feelings)
I ain't accidentally puttin' niggas under
Shit on purpose (mm, ain't accidentally killin')
It was rumors, but I heard it
Hit 'em four times with that burner (yeah, four times with that AR)
Know we thump shit, thump shit
Geeski 'nem thump shit (thump sum', thump sum', you know we thump shit)
What else you need to know about 'em?
Psh, he can't be fucked with (yeah, we can't be fucked with)
Set a nigga up or somethin', bitch fuck all that slut shit (fuck all that slut shit)
Let me pop this Perc' before we fuck
Bitch, I might nut quick (wait, wait, I might nut fast)
Premature, come to shootin' that blower
Always bust quick (mm, nigga always bust fast)
Thump shit, thump shit, Doggy 'nem thump shit (yeah, you know we thump shit)
Slump shit, slump shit, Doggy 'nem slump shit (yeah, mm, you know we thump shit)
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump shit, thump shit, Doggy 'nem thump shit
Slump shit, slump shit, Doggy 'nem slump shit
Kill niggas, real niggas, a bitch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
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1GTcBC4Nzqp1VcKg67Tipv | 42 Dugg | I Never Judged You | FOREVEROLLING
Yeah, I ain't never ask for acceptance, I guess it mess with 'em
Police come, I ain't offer 'em nothing, not even a Mexican
Is it a thot? Let me know, and I'll stop fuckin' this nigga bitch
City shit, ask all the killers who got the city lit
I don't do no hate out of jealousy, I'm 'bout stretchin' shit
Plant it carefully, cut, after the hundred time, I measure it
You telling me 'cause it's true, the streets should overlook it?
They ain't ride after they took him like you ain't know he was pussy
Whenever I pop outside, nigga, I be wild, and they be lookin'
If a nigga I don't like ever blow up rappin', then I'm gon' book him
If it's up with us, you can't quit, we gon' spank shit like a whoopin'
The streets ain't want no H 'cause it ain't [?] straight and we cooked it
I know niggas pussies
Six thousand for the Black Cherry Gelato, this ain't Cookie
A hundred thousand, a couple of bottles, who want Duggie?
Ayy, y'all boogies, still Mr. Woody
You know I ain't fuck her, but she was lookin'
On both my brothers, I got Trufflez, the real Trufflez
That come in duffels, I don't smoke, I sold a couple
Just off the muscle, he ain't hustle, boy, I don't trust 'em
Bitch, free my uncle, if I don't bust you, I'll probably punch you
Not for no reason, 'cause I want to
Nigga, what you gon' do?
You know I'm lit, you know I'm piped
Hundred G's on a bike, only drove it twice
Ever got a Ducati, come through off Gotti
Dog, you beat that body, you know I need you
You home, and we even, nigga, R.I.P Rece
Cuz I love you, I ain't never judge you
I ain't been the same since I lost my granny, since I lost my brother
How y'all ain't here to see me win? Help me count these M's
Know I fell out with a couple friends, niggas weren't my mans
Three hundred thousand on the Benz, probably do it again
And if I catch another one lackin', I'ma shoot again
Ayy, tell my cousin that I love him, I'm never judgin'
I ain't been the same since I lost my granny, since I lost my brother
And if I could, I'd probably hug 'em, look at me thuggin'
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04ZrEsPyVGsahWXTegcO33 | 42 Dugg | Spin | Forever rollin' (forever rollin')
(Flexing)
Told my brother if I'm missing, I got set up by a bitch, oh, what
Hands-on in that kitchen, I don't think I hit the tan enough
Y'all know I throw them bands for nothin
I got two in the pants for nothin
We can't whack your mans for nothin
Bitch, you know he had that comin
I still serve them grams two-hundred, I might move to Houston Monday
I don't pay my shooters nothin, they all do that shit for free
Exotic, how them bricks is cheap? They front me four bout six a week
That paper add them piece for Reece
She sucking dick, you cuff the bitch
All in niggas DM, we know, I said you couldn't trust the bitch
My nigga Lock, we beefin now, I told him not to hit my line
I still be fuckin with them pills
Yeah, we spin, I'll spin your shit again
Nigga, fuck Will and everybody told
RIP to all my niggas, free my motherfuckin bros
Yeah, I still be fuckin with them pills
Nigga, we spin, I'll spin your shit again
Nigga, fuck Will and everybody, yeah
Free my motherfuckin' bros doing life up in the feds
Red beam on the dread, need 'em dead
What's the price? I'll pay it
It's love, I ain't even gotta say it
Steppin' long as he got legs
Step in the name of Lil' Dead
Preppin' myself how to play it
These niggas must think I'm playin
Came in, catch the place, we sped
Flowers, teddy bears, he dead
Bang a tester in his leg
Noddin', slobbin', drop his head
Happy that I spent my last
I'll drop bags and put 'em on your ass
This shit clear as glass
Last time tinted yellow, said it tasted bad
If it ain't 'bout cash, then what it is
On the island, you see fins
Choppers, Glocks, and SIGs
Sure hope you can swim
Couple grand and we right where he live
Take him, get where he spin
Park the car, hop out on land
Head, mask, gloves, hands
That's that get back for my mans
I still be fuckin with them pills
Yeah, we spin, I'll spin your shit again
Nigga, fuck Will and everybody told
RIP to all my niggas, free my motherfuckin bros
Yeah, I still be fuckin with them pills
Nigga, we spin, I'll spin your shit again
Nigga, fuck Will and everybody, yeah
Free my motherfuckin' bros doing life up in the feds
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1qpnmMVNAzQgVD7fIiqNwp | 42 Dugg | Skcretch Sum | Yeah, yeah
FOREVEROLLING
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stretch somethin'
Lately, I been dreaming putting this heater on the next one
Lil' bro want me sign him, I can't sign him 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one
We gon' send him back holding his hat with decompressed lungs
God helped me relax, I throw two back, help my depression
These niggas ain't steppers, they too sleepy, and they messy eaters
Ecstasy, eyes bleedin', tryna watch the meaning
Niggas wan' be rappers badly, okay cool, let's book a feature
He kept hollering, screaming, "Help me, Jesus," when that choppa squeezing (Oh, Lord)
People need to learn how to take heed to signs
'Cause I might not get you, til' I do, then all your people dying
I was quiet, puttin' it on the line, everyday for mine
Niggas bitches, all on IG lyin', know that they ain't sliding
You ain't ever run or walk nothing down, it's just something that rhyme
Ask about me way before I signed, eye patch with a nine
With a button on the back, you slide, I'll slide or die
We 'bout up and arm, don't rock no fire if you ain't down to ride
Stretch somethin'
Lately, I been dreaming putting this heater on the next one
Lil' bro want me sign him, I can't sign him 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one
I probably got a three piece, two attempts with Ric, and one with Skeet
Well, he had ducked, and I had bust, I think he died, but fuck it, I tried
I'm not no bitch, I fuck with Val, Von on shit, I'ma know that cal
All your hitters finally came from power, yeah, wow
Know I'm down, ski's drown, got these broke boys, bands down
Shred or go, check that store, room for two, they have a O
Niggas be hoes, who the zone?, I was getting active, you was at home
Nigga, I know you, and I show you, ain't been hoed, nigga, I ho you
Free my brodie, never had a codie, bitch got an AP, mama got a Rollie
And it's bust, bitch, free us, no more selling top, just tuh
Send it to a public drop, on fucks, still got thirteen in my buffs
Lost my main man, so what?, What about y'all? What about dawg? Bitch
Stretch somethin'
Lately, I been dreaming putting this heater on the next one
Lil' bro want me sign him, I can't sign him 'til he catch one
He say I'm the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell 'em send they best one
Stretch somethin'
Riding with two heaters in my Demon tryna stretch somethin'
Sonny got away, but it's okay, I'ma get the rest of 'em
They know they got death coming
I still tweak for Neff, dummy (Dummy, bitch)
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7f0jidOh8lBPZRZpANOEER | 42 Dugg | Free The Shiners | (Look out, Veno)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mm
Hop out with the chop out at my opp house (at my opp house)
Niggas swear they don't fuck with 12, be tryna cop out
Drive bounce, smellin' what I'm cookin', put the rock down
Thot bitch used to fuck with us, she a opp now
Block bitch, fuckin' B, her excuse: she sellin' them beans
Who want 'em for 17? A thousand under 11 Gs
If check, exotic? Nah nigga, meth? Yes
Rapper where? I sell dog and I'm not embarrassed
Stress press, circle squares, and that's a solid rep
Quarter large, this bitch hittin' hard she tryin' not to stare
I don't care, I done dumped on niggas with they mama there
I'ma jump out first, you know I never been no follower
I saved her under "Swallower"
Supreme Trues, Prada purse
I don't trust a bitch, so if I slip my youngins still alert
Rappers second, killer first
My opps probably invented shirts
What's the next? Still in the dirt
Lil' homie and cousin, I'm young, thuggin'
Big Sprites, they muddy, 12 uncles, they nutty
We been killin' for money
Yeah, we been killin' for nothin', bare face in public
Let's get back for out brother, nigga better not ask for nothin'
Back up, better not touch me, niggas get killed for clutchin'
Niggas die before they blink they eyes, ain't even see me up in here
Was fire, damn near crossed my eyes, I ain't even get to fuck her
I was high, we just met one time, I told this bitch I love her
And I told this bitch just fuck her
Can't get me, gotta do my brother
Count to three, at three I'm dumpin'
Bumpin', jumpin', fuck 'em, slump 'em
Been yellin', "Free RIC", I'm still yellin', "Free me"
E (E), S (S), T (T), free the shiners, exotic weed, got Cs, I ain't ban it
Fuck niggas been tryin' me, ain't no put it behind me
I'm on this shit for real, ain't jumpin on no deals
Before I was countin' Ms, I was keepin' up with drills
I know what you ain't did
And I know that you ain't built for smoke
So, why you playin' with a nigga who done killed before?
We still young, thuggin'
Yellin', "Free all my brothers" (yeah), yellin', "Free all the shiners"
Indicted for wearin' diamonds, fuck 'em, yeah
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3tZWlcLtAp7YHH8zt7cDVb | 42 Dugg | All 100s | All my life, I wanted to get money
Ten each pocket feel right, these all hunnids
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, shoot like fullies (Brr)
Last four, five years, we served our state (Our state)
Ten bowls clear, ten green and raw H (Raw)
I don't piece out shit no more, I'm into wholesaling
And I don't really trip 'bout sellin' records 'cause my dope sellin'
Used to sit and talk bout how I live now to my old celly
Sеnd some shots and call somethin' back, four in my lower bеlly
One in my face and shit, that's why we been facin' shit
Cold casin' shit, takin' shit, I been takin' risks
Should've been rich, but I pop Percs and sip
Free lil' bruh, he burned up shit
Night and day, fent' and K
Chasing pape', leave you K'ed
All my life, I wanted to get money
Ten each pocket feel right, these all hunnids
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, shoot like fullies
Last four, five years, we served our state (Our state)
Ten bowls clear, ten green and raw H (Raw)
Pints and weed, Oxys, beans, I'll sell it all to E
We 'posed to be tied, youngin', how the fuck you chargin' me?
My niggas all died for the cause
I really felt 'em pause, 'til that shit happened to ours
Now get it done
Put a sixty on his head, really like a sixty some', I'm quiet now
Bitch, wait 'til that blicky come, I'm wildin' out
For my team, I'm fallin' out, I know they got it done
I don't lurk, I blow that rod and turn shit into Runtz
First to shoot, not first to run, bitch, we gon' end this
Don't tell me that I'm turnt now, bitch, 'cause I been this
"We Paid" my only platinum song, but I got ten hits
Fuck 'em if they don't feel us, free my niggas, free them killers
All my life, I wanted to get money
Ten each pocket feel right, these all hunnids
Lose your life, no eyes on these bullets
Black Glock 9s with the switch, shoot like fullies
Last four, five years, we served our state (Our state)
Ten bowls clear, ten green and raw H (Raw)
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5hnTHNdsXcwqiJOi0J3fGv | 42 Dugg | Whole Gang Buss (feat. 42 Cheez, Reaper & Tae Money) | Shit been crazy for us
Still gettin' to it
Turnin' shit up with the music
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done fucked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
Fuckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
All I need is a car
I'll spin that bitch 'til tomorrow
Know I got my hands in the dark
I ain't never did fraud
Already got the address, switch the card
How you wanna kill your own partner?
I don't need no bars
This Wockesha not Par
Pull over, fuck her in the car
This a Cat not a Track'
I done lost it all, then got it back
Doggy tellin' me re-rack
Man, y'all niggas soft
This beef'll walk through the park
I do a drill as an artist
Know I .55 my target
This a locked beef, no bargain
Thump a nigga down, don't argue
And they been lookin' harder for you
I just had to silence the tool
Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool
We don't stop slidin' 'til they through
I average a minimum two
Know it been hard for me
Bitch, young turnt shit start with me
What would y'all do if I just leave?
I just quit
Real street nigga, I don't trust no bitch
In the Lamb', I'm lit
Pour a four in the six
Ten bands got him killed, quit playin'
I don't got no two step but all my shit dancin'
Couple hoes out in France, oui oui
It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm three deep
Bitch, but fuck all that
Good girl at home but I fuck all rats
Two Cats, three Tracks and a Maybach
Now I'm mean to the-, know they hate that
Miss me with that fake rap, know a nigga doin' it
Can't take another loss, girly, I'll lose it
You love me? Prove it
How? Hold a nigga down
My mama ever need somethin', do it with a smile
I'm your baby true enough but the shit in this town
Fuck with a nigga Rob, ayy
Been steppin' since kids, yeah
Jalen died in '010, yeah
That's when shit got real, yeah
I'm the shit, nigga, still, yeah
Whole gang buss
Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust
'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done fucked
Blow this dick on a hutch
Come through, shittin' like Russ
Plus I keep an arm like must
Big bitch, I'm a star
See this plain, flip on a car
Fuckin' with this bitch in a bar
Send a blitz on a var
Bet he won't get to tomorrow
Send a nigga shit up to Mars
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3WJTkmHnzCEnbSpV4Ko3Y6 | EST Gee | Free Zoski (feat. BIG30 & EST Zo) | Ah, Big Zoski, bitch
Slimey, slatt
(Lucci, how you feel? Yeah)
(Lucci, how you feel?)
I miss my nigga, that shit major, we gon' kill 'em all
I hate that bitch, 'cause she played me, now I'm tryna fuck her moms
Goofy niggas in the way, thinkin' they gon' stop the cause
That money be the reason why your dawgs snake you off
It's a switch up on the glizzy, turn his brain to pasta
The first shot hit his melon, he ain't get to see a doctor
Bitch, I'm swimmin' with lil' Scary, higher than a helicopter
We tryin' duck the coppers with a car full of choppas
It's murder on my mind, I done went and found his partner
Just caught the nigga danglin', now his ass won't see tomorrow
Bop, that's my blood, bitch I'm slidin', right or wrong
These niggas in they feelings so they makin' diss songs
When I'm thinkin' 'bout Austin, bitch, I'm getttin' a wolf gone
Granny, I know you watchin', just protect me while I'm goin' wrong
Posted on the island with Big B' in my second home
We up on every car, and get to dumpin' if they move wrong
Yeah, hittin' on my pack until I get a bruise on it
Told her wipe the counter, I been cuttin' food on it
Right after we hit yo block, I seen the news on it
They be huntin' for yo top, I got five hunnid blues on it
I broke off the whole gang, and let change see what the love like
I'm the type puttin' my partner back in brains, make sure he love right
Acting like you T'd, posting me 'cause niggas got gun license
Shit be fun and games, 'til the doctor say, "Your lungs dyin'"
Niggas keep on sayin' we done enough, but we ain't done slidin'
Heard they want that lick back, I got shit whacked, keep my gun by me
Nah, I ain't never heard of yo big brother, he a bum probably
Ho niggas can't come 'round me, I might have lil' bruh rob me
Ayy, bitch, I'm CEO, they know we put shit in the coffin
Big choppa gang CEO, the choppa house my office
See every opp there was a problem, on my son, we offed 'em
Oh he a opp and we had dropped him, on my son we shot him
Bitch, this a robbery, you get to movin' during this operation, then I'm sparkin'
Tried to spin through my block, they left his bitch ass by the garbage
Rich as fuck, give no fuck, I'm still gon' break a bitch regardless
Free Sheisty out the fed, when he come out, he might come 'Rari
Ammunition, switches, .50, might pop out with a fully
I can't stand down for none, we got hollow for all the bullets
Try to play me like I'm jap', I have them killers in your bushes
I ain't arguin' on the net, I'll turn your bitch ass to some cookie (Gas, blrrrd, blrrrd)
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7AmVwZ9vImbly1xOkUFJZI | 42 Dugg | Can't Be Fucked With | (Antt did the track)
It's a young nigga world
Free them boys, yeah, nigga, we them boys (BeatGang)
No cap
We still go on missions, call 'em walkthroughs, chalk who?
I can still get you 80 for a gram of dog food
We cannot be fucked with
Can't shit fit in this car but sticks
Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this
I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch
RM's on my wrist (bust), on my wrist (bust)
Two M's is nonsense (fuck 'em), I'm five in
Forgiatos on my Benz, might dye 'em red
Tell that ho to give me space, word to my nigga Ced'
In the Demon, she screaming, "No pictures," please come and get her
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with these niggas
Don't call my phone, barely in the city, got used to hittin' the road
Told my youngin, "Send 'em," bitch, doggy back in that mode
I grew up blowing that pole, I know you niggas be hoes
I'm tryna get me an A, I'm probably sippin' an eight
I know I'm turnt, but said I ran it up off of meds
Free bands, nigga, free Tez
My youngest know how to play it
They catch ones, we out
Them boys ain't got a route, what y'all selling?
95 percent of all the real niggas telling
How the fuck y'all get all of them pills? My niggas mail 'em
I deserve a medal, I fuck with you heavy
Them boys been rentin', now I'm still in a Bentley
We cannot be fucked with
Can't shit fit in this car but sticks
Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this
I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch
We can not be fucked with
Can't shit fit in this car but sticks
Bitch, the feds cannot stop none of this
I'm cool with havin' hoes, baby, I don't want a bitch
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1IrrzvYwJ91KdFaSXc34On | 42 Dugg | My Yungin | (MIA JAY C)
Yeah, I'm with some veteran benders, but they my young niggas
Steppin' team, they'll step for free because the love bigger (Helluva made this beat, baby)
They know to keep they head on in the Red zone from what I done in it
Proud of all the members I gave game to and they run with it
Solid, stand on business, leave a loaf, won't be a crumb missin'
Follow one nigga, follow my hustle, far as drug dealing
Been a public figure, never hustlеd under another nigga
We back on thеm Dracos, we outdone switches
Squeeze once, lug shiftin'
Brought us back to gold from hopeless, look what I done with it
In my heart, I sensed a cross, but they say that the blood thicker
Especially when it's leaking out the body, of another nigga
Slidin' through my city, post a picture, they act like they missed it
Post your loyal car, go end up flip it, drive it to a gymnast
I make millions and make niggas history, miss 'em in they mentions
Yeah, I cross my heart, of course I die the realest, already the biggest
If I pass, I pray they paint the city red in my memory
My young nigga official, we came up in this together
He know take away his feelings when he under pressure
And he know keep us whole, don't let him separate the section
Every mission I done sent him was successful, no point in checking
Niggas think they special, make us take our time teaching lessons
My lieutenant, whatever, he with it (Huh?), yeah, smart aggression
Sidestep, then Euro, Robert "The Rich" De Niro
East side hero, I came in this bitch with zero
Supreme got the jet on, I'm little but call me big homie
Still fight two with a stick on me, VS1s, the white ones
Why would I start trippin'? I already done been indicted
Can't tell me not to tote, just bring a phone to Rikers
Bitch, in the ring, you Tyson, at the end niggas be bitin' me
Swing on me and die, you niggas know ain't no fighting me
"Can I move, sir?" Yeah, that sound like a kite to me
We got blue syrup, twenty-three, bro, what's the price for me?
Niggas doing life for me, Dugg can't even fucking sleep
Five thousand every couple days, damn near twice a week
Niggas bringing bikes for me, supreme, two hunnid in beans
Bless me if I sneeze (What else?), catch me if I lean (Yeah)
Miss me if I lead (Ayy), this shit for the whole team
And we ain't frontin' halves, we sellin' the whole thing
Yeah, I cross my heart, of course I die the realest, already the biggest
If I pass, I pray they paint the city red in my memory
My young nigga official, we came up in this together
He know take away his feelings when he under pressure
And he don't keep us holded, don't let him separate the section
Every mission I done sent him's an assessment, no point in checking
Niggas think they special, make us take our time teaching lessons
I'm a tenant whenever he with it, yeah, smart aggression
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6QHlEUJAtLzAtb1ZmhSamg | 42 Dugg | Everybody Shooters Too | Hmm, everybody shooters too
We can't be into it if I ain't shoot at you (Enrgy made this one)
I'm who all the gangsta, young thug, niggas look up to
I'm who all the opps and robbers plot on tryin' do it to
I'm who all the project and the model hoes wanna do it to
She put it on her head and twist her hands like the screw was loose
You talk like you bulletproof, we all really know the truth
They know we the reason for them candlelight visuals
Niggas can't be serious, they funny
He think he the big dog on his block 'cause he got money
Last one got out of line, went against the guys, got punished
Meanwhile, I'm thuggin', pulling pounds out of luggage
Sold it in Kentucky, but I purchased it a number
Sevens for 120, for a Q. P., 19 hunnid'
You found out you can hustle, you a killer all a sudden
Sometimes I wish I could've left with Red, God made me suffer
But pressure made me tougher, when it's smoke, I don't be duckin'
You see me out in public with it out, I never tuck it
They say it's all or nothing, so I'm going for it, fuck it
Million-dollar budget, that's in all fives
Niggas still rentin' in the city, I bought all mines
I ain't been the same since my dawg died
Runoff, you get hogtied, silly
He ratted, I don't feel him, on my momma, I should kill him
Young freak bitch still'll stuff it all for me
I was just in the county, could you make a call for me?
Nah, we don't fuck with Percs, young nigga off puppy
My bad if I give 60 to my youngin', mom, and dad
I ain't used to people passin', I'm used to homicides
I ain't wanna buy the Aston, I got the Urus
Probably the only young rich nigga without veneers
'Fore I forget to mention, bitch, I got a M in jewelry, literally
Instagram killin' me, that savage shit still in me
I passed, nah, doggy this for Tank, nigga, I ride
This for hoes said I can't, look at me now
Real niggas holed up, wait 'til we drop
City in they feelings, main man from the country
Remember I ain't have a dollar, I just had a bump
Now I'm getting money, I can laugh and shit
Paid for it all cash, I'll crash this bitch
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11Cz8jz0CcYsIP8hPYZ4Id | EST Gee | Who Hotter Than Gee | (DJ Swift on the track)
Who hotter than Gee?
I got a question for the— who hotter than Gee?
I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee?
He tryna lock in with the team, so we popped him for free
Said he was sick and tired, I wiped his nose, rocked him to sleep
Broke n- re-up, couldn't cover my cost for the week
Chop in my lap, poppin' my flats, calm my nerves while I creep
They know I'm like that in reality, not on IG
It was some light s- that you did, but the meaning was deep
I tell the shooters, now they blessed, 'member murder was cheap
Even as a chef, you get respect after burning your beef
Then after that, you grab a pack and you turn it to three
Then after that, if you can rap, you might turn into me
Bae say I scare her when I'm geeked 'cause I talk in my sleep
N- better wake up 'fore they dream about murdering me
'Cause I put killers on they feet, they put blood on the street
Put your cuz on a tee, I told him, "Quit muggin' at me"
Hit your lung with this heat, snake fang dug in deep
Trapped in Miss Janice, me and Beach
Right before prices got cheap
Right before water got deep
We was supposed to be like T and Meech
Ain't it crazy? Mama's baby finally made a million
Low to the ground
Caught him 'round the town with my hand on the trigger
Leave out the galleria, ladies chase me down for pictures
I'm a street n- and she can't wait to sink her teeth in me
You too secretive, that's why I don't be trusting these b-
It's a fake one mixed in with the real ones amongst me, I sense it
If you listen, I'ma kill you first time I hear you hissin'
I thought long as we was winning, it didn't matter, Jordan and Pippen
But I stay humble hittin', you wasn't feeling me like I was missin'
I sat in that kitchen, Jacob and Clay, learning my mixture
Romel had made me smile, he told me he showed Miss Trudy my pictures
Know it hurt him to his heart when he heard I turned into Hitler
Well, not really, he told me he feel me, stand on that business
Free Jimmy, showed me how to sip syrup and stack attention
He also told me when I be rollin', ride with a sixty
And another one taped to the back of it, take it out and flip it
That's 120 and we shoot it out all day
Fuck a n- (free the shotta)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Who hotter than Gee?
I'm in the house, I got six hundred on my neck
I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee?
♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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72783iI4rGATpjvFhIcBRX | EST SkiMike | Never Scared (feat. EST Gee) | Ayy, who dat?
John Gotitt (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, what you know 'bout trappin' out them late nights?
What you know 'bout staking out on wolves and not the great whites?
I done been too deep inside of shit where I couldn't think right
Bullets numb my body, I don't feel nun'
Bullets hit your partner, why you leave him? Still ain't killed nothing
Laid up in the hospital, a couple niggas kill for me
Niggas mention me, you really informants
Crazy to think them niggas been our factors
Ain't try to hit on none of them niggas backwards
Suppliers, they ain't have it
Been balling a whole season, niggas balled out for a quarter
Can't bite the hand that feeds you when my hands gave you the Porsche
Hard head, but my money long, call me once he dead
And nod your head, so I know buddy gone
Duckin' feds, can't duck that sled that sent your buddy home
Made a nigga rich, just off a flip phone
Niggas can't compete, get out the streets, ain't touched a hunnid long
Nah, I ain't never scared, my mama knew I been a demon
We can take it there, don't do no evil
Know my peoples ain't gon' make it fair
They ain't killing teddy bear, nah, I ain't never scared
Nah, I ain't never scared
My mama knew I been a demon, we can take it there
I'm tryna' make it hurt
I should sell some shirts 'cause all my murders merch
Young and turnt, fifty five and I throw seats for John Kirk
He kept it real later but lied at first, I told him, "Find dirt"
Or find a church, might not stay alive, when that iron burst
My eyes hurt, stalking these lil' niggas from a finsta
Guess I scared them niggas, blocked me from they stories and pictures
And you know what's the issue, I ain't gettin' into that with you
I'm tryna' make it tense you, I can't sit and think about who diss who
I'm a real street nigga, these artists is artificial
And it's up with whoever, ain't no pick and choose to pick through
And your lil' bro want rap, and mine want bodies on his pistol
And know if I don't catch you, it's gon' fall back on your nephew
Fast, put that switchy on his ass like he broke curfew
Crash, brains all over the dash, them 7.62s
And I ain't never hate or emulate, some shit a bitch do
I heard he had a buzz, caught him, knocked out his potential, nigga
You know how a nigga be buzzin' a little bit?
Nigga be gettin' a little bit of attention and shit, then he die
There a lot of that goin' on
Snake pit, don't get yo' face hit
Brr
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5ornQQTuQHjEq5KkwwrNuG | EST Red | Strictly For The Gangstas | (FOREVEROLLING)
ABMFAO, LKLS, EST
Niggas know what it is
NBG, Fifty-five made men, Big June
Different kind of nigga, I can boss your life up (For real)
Don't compare me to these suckers, they ain't nothing like us (Nah)
I been trappin' all day, watch my money double up (Yeah)
Gang been out in L.A. for two weeks straight, goin' nuts (Going crazy)
I'ma still hold it down and swing this chopper for lil' bruh (I got you, nigga)
I'ma still go get the plays from E-com and go get the dust (I'm on the way)
I can't worry 'bout that other stuff, 'cause they just talkin' crazy (Talkin' foolish)
Said he ran me at the mall, I hit him up with his old lady (Facts)
10 with a twenty, that's what you get for cousins and them brothers (No cap)
I ain't sparing nothing, hittin' mamas, sisters, and y'all uncles (On god)
My chopper be bustin', I can't let up off his bitch for nothing (Nah)
My whole section thuggin', known for fuckin' hoes and countin' monеy (Everybody gettin' money)
Most thеse bitches bluffin' like they got it, but they ain't got nothing (Shit)
I just get to uppin', ain't no talkin', won't be no discussion (Yeah)
My lil' niggas dangerous with them bangers, they gon' make you famous (Yeah)
Posted on a island with some strangers, they got itchy fingers (Bop)
Big check if you catch him, plenty money, won't play with your payments
He leave on a stretcher, I can't pay you, need him in the pavement
My ice is the greatest, you re-cook it, it won't change the flavor (For real, nigga)
Bitch, I'm from the hood, and I make music strictly for the gangstas
You know what's going on, nigga
ABMFAO, LKLS, nigga, fuck a nigga
EST, nigga, NBG, nigga
Shoutout to the whole 502, we been getting money
The whole city's up, nigga, we all throwin'
We all gon' keep gettin' money (Fuck a nigga)
Fuck a nigga, and I'm at niggas still
That's facts, and you know what time it is
A nigga see me, he better get low
Better get low (All my niggas)
For sure, it's strictly for the gangstas, nigga
The fuck's goin' on?
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51yFD7XKRiezk2RsEMOIcM | 42 Dugg | Gave It Back (feat. Tae Money) | Flexin' on that b-, hold up
Know it's either us or them
And we'd never fuck with them (forever rolling)
Ten-thousand in Benz, two-hundred all in a Ford
Five-hundred cash, no rent, baby, it's yours
Jet to the moon when I get bored
You still got your rose Patek, Doggy Bone? Of course
Twelve hundred the horse, nine-hundred the torque (skrr)
Light tap the pedal and watch this bitch twerk
Lot of shit niggas doin', I was doin' it first
Like puttin' niggas on shirts, sellin' it like it's merch
Free GottiBandz and Dirt, no, I don't fuck with no Percs
Niggas won't buy a bag, but niggas'll buy a purse
I guess 'cause I'm turnt, I'm 'posed to go through the worst
Val got me in church, co-signing the service
All my sprites dirty, twenty-three with a thirty
No attempts for me, I only been doing murders
Tommy went through the weed and money went through the Gerber
He ain't with us, then search him, strip him, fuck niggas
Promethazine in my soda like, "Fuck liquor"
Yeah, half a ticket on my neck, this a Lamb', not a 'Vette
She wanna be my bitch, make her sit on it, and fetch
In two friends' group text, "Doggy, hit 'em next"
And we was beefing with him 'til we seen he was a rat
And last opp died, y'all ain't slide yet
And last I cried, whole squads got wet
I heard niggas' words wasn't shit on they block
I really run my city if I'm rappin', or I'm not
Yeah, I see a dumb nigga make a living out the pot
I'm a seven-figure nigga, I ain't sleepin' on no cot
A half a million and killers come get it while it's hot
And me and your nigga more than different, bae, he an opp
And he don't know the feeling, 200K on a watch
He only know the feeling, 200K on his top
I'm 'posed to believe y'all killers, all them attempted?
I made shit get missing, all while becoming the richest
I heard about through word of mouth, how you couldn't stack attention
You puttin' 'em in danger, you livin' with all them bitches
I told her, "I got five grand, here, go start a business"
And since we got up with you, that should let you know she did it
Don't care how many chains y'all give him, he not official
Get every single drop you can find, I got a nickel
Yeah, half a ticket on my neck, this a Lamb', not a 'Vette
She wanna be my bitch, make her sit on it, and fetch
In two friends' group text, "Doggy, hit 'em next"
And we was beefing with him 'til we seen he was a rat
And last opp died, y'all ain't slide yet
And last I cried, whole squads got wet
I heard niggas' words wasn't shit on they block
I really run my city if I'm rappin', or I'm not
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700cZW0tW9q1amsUhsUDkA | Yo Gotti | Cold Gangsta | (June, you're a genius) do what we want entertainment
And can't be fucked wit' incorporated (frrt)
Smack a nigga ass LLC
I'm on some cold gangsta shit (ain't I?), I might get blocked out the industry (I am)
Ain't wifin' no hoes, no "couple goals" (can't do it), and still don't fear all my enemies (I am)
Ain't squashin' no beef, I'm fryin' it (hibachi), if it's 'bout the money, I'm tryin' it (I'm tryin', I am)
The price went high, it's 30 a brick (what else?), water been tight, flyin' in
Let's say goodbye to the ghetto (hello, hello), and welcome to wealth, 90210 (real big)
Behind the gates (I am), Mulholland Estates
I might turn this bitch to the trap, though (let's get it, yeah)
"Ayy, there go the neighborhood", neighbors been bitchin' (why?)
'Cause they heard the Lamb' in the driveway (zzz)
At one in the mornin', disturbin' the peace (shee-shee), it sound like a plane when I drive 'way (yeah)
Might park the Rolls on the lawn (lawn), fuck it, ain't got no alarm (for what?)
New Richard Mille on my arm (factory, woo), I'm a king, you a pawn (nigga)
I'm a legend, 2Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, Wu, Raekwon (I am)
New Elvis to the city (king), in Detroit more than Big Sean (facts)
I'm on some cold gangsta shit, I got a lil' bitch on the westside (westside)
Couple lil' hitters from South Memphis
And another lil' hitter from the eastside (eastside, real)
I can adapt to the pain (pain), I understand the poverty (poor)
Why would I let a record label fuck over us when I did the robberies? (Never gon' happen)
They told me watch what I say in these raps (shh, why?)
'Fore they fuck around, sentence me
And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh)
Whenever you mention me
You not relatable, I'm a street nigga, and that's not debatable
Tryna buy loyalty, that's not available (yeah)
I got a hunnid-'round dick on this AR, and I hold it stable-ble (hey, hey, yeah)
All my bitches bad, tens, bitch, yeah, I'm me, so what? (Fuck on)
Ho gave me head in the Benz (yeah), bitch wanna fuck in this truck, ooh
(Helluva made this beat baby) yeah, and I fuck her friends
Shit, long as she down, I'm up, bitch
Don't ask my name, I'm doggy (yeah), get the head twice, don't call me (yeah)
Heard she got fire, I'm stalkin' (yeah), beat her ass down in the office
Make her hit the highway with beans (yeah)
Lean, weed, drank, bitch run off, get painted (yeah)
Ex was a ho, we ain't (yeah), turn Blood, nigga, yeah, bitch, he can't
Gotta pay me to park, no shit, I'm famous, nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin'
Put in the air, make her keep goin', then put in her hair (yeah)
Link 120, lil' ho, these carats (yeah), bros over hoes, ayy, bitch, we sharin'
380 for the 'Rari, what they want for the 'Claren?
I just bought the truck, I'm sayin' (skrrt, no cap)
Heard you wanna fuck, take chances, come on
If I hit her friend, I'm playin', yeah, 200 in chains, I'm dancin', bitch
Fuck a nigga ho, she was friendly, ho (rat)
Own five cars, none rented (none of 'em)
None of these bitches came tinted (none of 'em)
Ask 'round, who run the city? Me (you know who runnin' the city)
I was just runnin' in the streets (runnin' the city)
Me and my brother, we both had an onion a piece (both had an ounce)
Starin', I'm clutchin' my yeek (flex on that bitch)
Look two more seconds, get deadly when fuckin' with me (FOREVEROLLING)
Turned all my brothers to beasts (yeah), whether they want it or not
I'ma cut 'em a piece (yeah, you know, I'ma cut 'em)
I keep my gun when I'm sleep, double the number, a hunnid ain't nothin'
200, you done in a week, who wanna run into me?
They really runnin' from beef, scared to go get somethin' to eat (yeah)
Can't even order in peace, once, it was war with no peace (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Remember it vividly, we hit up four in a week
Who brought more order than me? (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Gave you a purpose, in March, stuck around, help you work it
I never said I was perfect, but flawless, as soon as you changed up
And fall like the leaves at the end of the August
I hit it twice, and he bought it, opened her mouth and she caught it
Walkin' this shit like I talk it (yeah, yeah), smoke with me, niggas be coughin' (yeah)
Face 'em, we put 'em in coffins, first murder with a revolver
And I did it on my lonely, big Gee, the one and only
Big Gee, the one and only, man, know I'm sayin'?
I ain't got no skeletons in my closet, nigga
Real street nigga, no flaw, flawless
You know I'm sayin'? You niggas just cowards, man
And we stood on this shit, still standin' on this shit
Still gettin' hit, play if you want, fool, you'll see the snake pit
Get yo' face hit, bitch nigga
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7uElVfDuTVVAPI7iOH8tOG | EST Gee | Riata Dada | Ain't shit fuckin' with me, I'm nothin' like these rap niggas
Real street nigga, 5500 made man, yeah
I'm the real thing
Yeah, I can't vouch for them, but they can vouch for me
Legend of Riata Dada, came up sellin' hank and weed
I can't make no opps not diss Lil Dead, but I can make 'em bleed
Paper right and I ain't fightin', you in a gunfight with a steak knife
Police know they need helicopters tryna stop us 'cause I'm gon' yank, right?
When I move, it's a chopper scene like the opera, I send a bitch nigga to the doctor
I was tryna stop you, but all that shit you pop make it impossible
Guccis on me, semi spit like a run-on sentence, it ain't no comma
If I wasn't this, then I probably been done signed with DJ Drama
But I'm thuggin' and I'm shinin', fuck with coke, I roll with Gotti
When he met me, I had 60, all 50 stuffed in my pocket
Before I signed it, me and all my partners, diamond chains and watches
We like mobsters, only difference, we sip syrup with our pasta
Aim is true, he's clocked in, I watched brethen drop it, then he locked it
Pay him whack his partner, niggas snakes, but I'm an anaconda
I make sure that's proper, way more with the cut, it ain't Hydroxy'
But I made it, mama
Couldn't save you first, you know I'm sorry
This shit hypnotized me
Only thing excite me is a body
He be acting cocky like we ain't shoot at him when he's with his mama
This a blackout, give you to my lil' partner, he flip niggas' Honda
Nigga coolin', we done murked they shooter, fucked up they lil' roster
I was nappin' chronic 'til I got a book, I'm hooked on phonics
I'm a Fendi scholar, hit it two, three times and it's still proper
Get that strong white, call this batch a boxer, Ivan Drago
Did I really leave the streets alone to rap? I ain't decided
Hit your partner top, he squirmin' just like fishes outta water
I ain't got advice, just hit the trap and pray you make it out it
I had sleepless nights, can't let 'em sneak me twice, I gotta watch 'em
Get a move, turn off your phone, we finna slide, pop my yopper
They be wildin' 'til we hit they blocks, then niggas playin' possum
Niggas bold like we ain't takin' souls and puttin' 'em with my mama
And don't pat me at no shows, I got my gun and I get hot there
I'm from Louisville, where we wet our Blacks and sip raw out the bottle
I don't care how much he did, he rat, he do not get acknowledged
I'm the same nigga used to play pitch back, talkin' with Fat Chris on Redondo
Now I'm 12 floors up with a thick slut getting my dick sucked in a condo
Dick sucked in a condo, bitch nigga
5500 made man
EST, Big Gee, nigga
You hear this shit, nigga
Real street nigga, you know
Play me like no rapper, jump off stage on one of you niggas
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7sbKQ9zkWhlmvLWc2hJ0CB | EST Gee | Make It Even | FOREVEROLLING
I had a book before I wrote a hook, tried it and it took
Hesi' bendy, Fendi blended, pressed, and pushed, J wan' kiss the cook
This big chopper'll chop a nigga roof, gangster as I look
If somethin' get killed, they hide for two, three months, we chase shit down on foot
Tryna bump, it ain't no front, niggas ain't outside to hunt
He was hatin', I had a hunch, I set somethin' up and somethin' get slumped
He ain't like that it's a front, put me in a song for what?
Even if it blow, you better not never post a show or nothin'
They get the lo' and don't do nothin', we get the lo', a soul go up
Why you fake want smoke with us? As if your bucks ain't slow enough
Niggas dead, I ain't makin' no diss, I make hits, they know what's up
When we war, I'm in the front, but when y'all beef, you Loaded Lux
On the phone, he sound so tough, I pulled up, niggas wasn't on nothin'
Most murders last thirty months and niggas still ain't called my bluff
Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing"
He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and niggas ain't no demons
You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him
The reason niggas know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin'
The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
The reason niggas need help breathin', doctor, stop the bleedin'
The reason niggas' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty
The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
You ain't gotta tell me niggas bums and ain't on nothin' like I ain't certain
Last time we was face-to-face that weekend was a funeral service
It's gon' always end in hearses, I took over through murder
I'm a boss, but suit up like a worker, I'm on this on purpose
We slide, I put the cleats aside and wet the field with Jergens
Like talkin', I think niggas worthless, startin' to make me nervous
That stick involved in several murders, clean, but it's still dirty
And the game, it blessed me 'cause I play with courage, streets atop my jersey
I got rich and get you stretched for thirty, Houston to New Jersey
It took prayin' for me to find my purpose, make sure I was worthy
I ain't say nothin' and they all heard me, however I word it
To see me shine, I know they dyin', they can't decide which worse
Yeah, my mama always told me, "Baby, seeing is believing"
He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef, and niggas ain't no demons
You know to keep your moves quiet, dyin' if I see him
The reason niggas know to up that yeeky, ain't no speakin'
The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
The reason niggas need help grievin', doctor, stop the bleedin'
The reason niggas' people pay for peace, but ain't no treaty
The reason niggas grievin', tryna clique up, make it even
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343ZFjPUUgmVw5HBpLwgdw | EST Gee | 5500 Degrees (feat. Lil Baby, 42 Dugg & Rylo Rodriguez) | (Enrgy made this one)
If I ain't a young shiner, then what do you call that?
Fuckin' niggas' hoes, he mad, textin' in all caps
Beef broad day, lay a nigga down, wave cap
Overkill drill, spin at the building the wake at
I'd be on what I'm on if I ain't rap
And it really wasn't no stressin' 'til them members came back
Niggas shook, family know we ain't playin' no more
Real trapper, hit my dope like my hand was broke
He on Insta' with all the smoke, but call sayin' he don't
You get pistol whipped for some petty shit, your head be swollen
Yeah, I'll hit your mans up
600 in hundreds, this shit there make 'em stand up
Run around actin' tough, but you not, boy
Where the cold bitches lookin' for the hot boys?
50 in the glizzy, I run my city
I ain't stoppin' shit, catch me if you can
Just this month, 60 G's off pants
I'm not, I'm not fuckin' no fan
Ridin' 'round with the top down
65 grams, ten of it is topside, stop lyin'
I done made a couple M's a year without tryin'
Opps done had a 60-day stretch without dyin'
Y'all got all that gangster shit down except slidin'
You ain't grind three days straight without hidin'
Gave Bands 25, we ain't takin' no time
Ayy, throw it off the glass, I'ma dunk it (come here)
Said y'all niggas apes, I don't mind killin' monkeys
Don't step back
White buffs, no ice, these plain
Posted in the hood, all ten of my chains
Big 30 on me, off an eight of that drank
Bitch said she in love with who?
Ten on the ground, 'bout a dub in the roof
I'm a thug with a tool
Promoter called my phone when I left, couldn't get the pipe in
Every nigga 'round me having motion like a tight end
Bought Hot Wheels for my nephew, but I picked him up in my twin
L with the coolant system, I bought it for a hotboy
Did a feature with a nigga, 21, I'm walkin' shit like Deion
His city say he a rat, so I had to send him back a refund
Say, Dot, that car right there look like it got the narcs in it
We the ones who ridin' 'round with more shots than the bartenders
I bet you we'll get them niggas off your block
I bet you we don't let them niggas get off no shots
Come through, show a nigga how to slide
Last night, I fucked a booster, woke up, text everybody size
Paid plain janes, but now I'm goin' bustdowns
And Zelle the ho a rack to make sure that they touch down
She ain't been ridin' with 'em when them bullets start flyin'
Carpet same color snow if his head brown
We ain't got no protein in Louisville, this a brick town
A blicky in your glizzy with a switchy, you can't miss town
Niggas really starved 'til we started bringin' that big round
Mix it with the rizzy, give that lil' dog a pit growl
Like I ain't the one who started this shit
Like I don't make sure them lawyers paid and them charges dismissed
I'm short, but I'll lift a nigga ass up
Way before coronavirus, I had them youngins masked up (mask up)
Tired of soda bottles, I pour a four inside my cup (straight)
And you can't post an Instagram model one of us can't fuck (haha)
I be at practice, I got real skills, none of this shit luck
Tell the owner tell security chill, 'cause none of us gettin' touched
When I find out where you niggas hide out, one y'all gettin' crushed
I'm like, "Fine, I might come out and vibe, but one of y'all gettin' fucked"
Got the finest car, one of a kind, I don't slow down for much
I got 20 million cash now and still ain't near enough
I'm goin' too crazy
I'm the Wayne of this new generation, niggas fugazi
They can't fuck with us no type of way, these niggas too lazy
I'm cut from a different type of cloth, I don't know who raised 'em
Every time I pop out, I hear women screamin', "Ooh, Baby"
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4SoGBuU3GbFg4sraQ54Qhy | EST Gee | Bigger Than Life Or Death | Niggas internet gangsters, man
Niggas is not really tryna hit nothin'
Kill nothing, ain't doing nothin', but dyin' (FOREVEROLLING)
Ridin' in something that cost six figures
To get the pape' tag
Wit' a bitch who say she the realest
But she got fake ass
I pop all these percs
When I don't it'll make my day bad
Yellow V's, 230 RPs
Mixed with Hi-tech razz
Crystal bows, two and a four
Get me like 10 grand
That's a brick, clear as my wrist
Ice like it's sprained bad
'Member turning quarters to zips
And it made my J's mad
'Member niggas loved me to death
So I made 'еm play dead
Thorough-bred, can't say I ain't give 'еm all I had
But it wasn't enough
Activate
Or you can't lock in wit' us
We don't trust, all of 'em tinted up
We tryna hit on somethin'
When they slid on us
End up wrecking paralyzed and stuck
It ain't safe to ride down Pop, lil' bruh
Not even on the bus
Niggas got a better chance at playing the lottery
Than playin' with us
Fakin' tough, I called his bluff
Set the bait, kill the wolf
Your opinion don't mean nothin'
You ain't never slid with us
Last time you put in work
Nigga I was a youngin'
Five-Seven puncture a sucker
Easy as butter
Heat'll knock the meat outta something
And make it puss up
You ain't kill nothing this calendar
Shut the fuck up
You ain't worth 100 or better
Then shut the fuck up
In another nigga hood icy
I ain't got nothin' tucked
Don't add too much water then stir it
And it's gon' lump up
Act like I ain't put in that work
When you seen me come up
Like I ain't supposed to be here
And I just got lucky
It's funny, same niggas that hate me
The ones I fronted
Knowin' you afraid 'cause you post me
And made it public
Knowin' if I tell 'em to go for it
Ain't no puntin'
Fuck them niggas talking about?
Niggas better quit playing, man
Keep that shit internet, man
'Cause niggas don't wanna bump for real in the streets
Know we really out here, man
We the reason shit's the way it is and never be the same
Bigger than Life or Death
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6icw90ujLy1jEwEpTnnCgw | EST Gee | Sky Dweller | See how much you really love your family
'Cause of you, this, yeah, yeah
I don't get tired of thuggin', I'ma be on this 'til judgement
They told me leave the streets alone to rap, but I wasn't budgin' (FOREVEROLLING)
I shoot you in your head, you diss Lil Dead, it ain't no tusslin'
This beef started with y'all, but y'all kept duckin', we hit your cousin
Can't no nigga say he hoed me or owed me, they made attempts
They heard Geeski get shit killed, I put a hundred on 'em like Wilt
They can't handle us, we stiff, ain't no smilin', shakin' hands
They say you ratted, we revokin' passes, bro might fire like dragons
Niggas backwards, I don't take shit for granted, we take shit for ransom
See how much you really love your family, 'cause of you, this happened
Ain't no big doggin' me, nigga, I'm a Rottweiler
I used to serve one nigga two bricks, it cost a Sky-Dweller
Ask about the island, boy, we sent shit to the hospital
They all talk that murder shit, but niggas really shoplifters
Hold your Rollie up if you ain't been involved in cop business
Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I'm tryna shop with you
Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain't got no big dog
Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah
I got pending cases and one bond that still need paying
They want one mil' for Lukada, know I'm comin' to get you, baby
Know my heart might get me killed, but it got me here, so risks, I'm takin'
We don't never write no statements or give tips, we don't fuck with bacon
I done trapped across the nation, I'll take it back to the basics
I serve white and brown, I ain't racist, die for attention, I'll make 'em famous
Better stay in my good graces, call, you sayin' your dog ain't make it
Blood addictive, I can taste it, we beat all our murder cases
Ain't no big doggin' me, nigga, I'm a Rottweiler
I used to serve one nigga two bricks, it cost a Sky-Dweller
Ask about the island, boy, we sent shit to the hospital
They all talk that murder shit, but niggas really shoplifters
Hold your Rollie up if you ain't been involved in cop business
Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I'm tryna shop with you
Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain't got no big dog
Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah
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4kBUyyyKdQbmiH5MODucZy | EST Gee | Lick Back Remix (feat. Future & Young Thug) | (FOREVEROLLING)
Niggas know y'all can't fuck with me, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
Turn her phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
Every nigga 'round me shoot that yeek and get they merch off
I don't bark, I bite, I got more paper than your big dawg
Wanna change your life? My best advice a brick of fentanyl
This bitch type is wife, I might just let the condom slip off
Ain't too many like me, 99 percent of 'em rip-offs
On point even at her spot, I nevеr take my kicks off
Ask my opps how it feel to wake up daily and get shit on
You gеt in your feelings and make diss songs
I make at your people's house, outside shootin' that blick songs
And I'm still good on every block I used to knock P's on
Boss, I get you chalked, my name ain't something that you should speak on
Pulled out 20-somethin' just to let Johnny put my teeth on
My money ten feet tall, but I ain't something you should shoot at
Kill somethin', you wan' lock in with us, I thought you knew that
My plug drove the load in on a truck, next day, he flew back
I talk so much shit, I need a Tic-Tac
I got five thousand for you, help me set this wolf trap
Started a new strain smokin' your man, this here a wolf pack
Up on the score, but we still active like we on get-back
Only thing gon' take that pain away is if you get racks
Forever get my lick back
Pluto
Suckin' this bitch titty like I'm tryna get some syrup out it
Opps shot at me ten years ago, niggas still gettin' murked 'bout it
I put on so many white diamonds, made a snow bunny get cockeyed
Slime that bitch out to my crew, ho got crossed out
I bet you I piss out codeine, bitch gon' kiss it, it's a blessing
Bustdown on my freak because she suck it excellent
Certified stepper, bust your head and pull a hamstring
Cocaine so pure, sellin' re-up on an airplane
Murder red diamond on my pinky ring (on my pinky ring)
66 murders on my tennis chain (66 murders, nigga)
Back and forth, yeah, I'm playing tennis games (I'm playin' tennis games)
Racks, I'm out the credit game (in and out the credit game)
(King Pluto, yeah)
I got more millions than followers, nigga, I'm a big dog
I dropped few dollars on Cuban links, real fentanyl
I got my main bitch watered down like a fish bowl
Bitch just went to suckin', I couldn't even get the TEC out (what you tell her?)
I just went to bustin', he couldn't even get the vest out (what you said?)
I just got so mad, I went did a drill in my Redeye (what you said?)
Showed the bitch the Honda, she ain't ever seen a deadeye (yeah)
All these diamond chains, that bitch thought I had my shirt on (Pluto)
At the laundromat washin' the money, getting the dog off (washin' off the dog)
All this food, turn the weed spot into a doghouse (rrr)
Might just fuck a famous bitch in the bathroom at Walmart (King Pluto)
I done hit so many niggas' wives, I need a ballpark
Before I marry this bitch, rather give a mil' to my mother (one hundred)
Took her off the jet, now her addy on my father
I've been dodgin' all these nasty hoes like a Charger
Yeah, so much pape', I bribed fate to hold my karma
My cause worldwide, if I die, I'm a martyr
He snake me, ain't faze me, my lick back harder
I'm sittin', washin' my hands, dirty streets scarred us
Making this money, remain flawless, I promise
I'm no star, I'm much more, I'm enormous
Every time they try to slide, I swear to God we spinned back
Forever gettin' my lick back, yeah
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3DrYFjaENvqB4111w2zCcF | EST Gee | In Town (feat. Lil Durk) | (Turn me up, Josh) ayy, let's go
(Trill on the Keys) ayy, let's go
Tryna get some sip on
Yeah (EastWave, you cooked this?)
My patience short, I can't go back and forth
I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse
This the most murders in history, left the city torched
Maybe now they get the point
They wasn't with us when I had like 50 bows on Tubman Court (Ayo Bleu)
They can't question nothin', we got our rank up now
I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down
I gave him assignments, and he promised to make me proud
Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town
And if I am, he hit on, I'm tryna get somethin' sent home
Right where yo' partner rest in piss, they try to flush yo' shit on (bah-bah-bah)
But niggas track stars, I don't know why they act hard
Only shoot at backboards, makin' sure he don't survive
That's what we double back for, right now, I'm in rare form
Niggas only use they feet in shootouts, they got leg arms
He died 'fore he hit the ground, the first two shots was head, lungs (bah-bah-bah)
Bullets hittin', have you feelin' all over your body like its bedbugs
Four deep on the same block, a flunky had killed lil' dead homes
Niggas out here reppin' like they steppin', know they dead wrong
I can promise pain for yo' last name even once you gone
Hard times and sad songs, and blood spilled from guns drawn
My patience short, I can't go back and forth
I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse
This the most murders in history, left the city torched
Maybe now they get the point
They wasn't with us when I had like 50 bows on Tubman Court
They can't question nothin', we got our rank up now
I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down
I gave him assignments, and he promised to make me proud
Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town
Can't call you my dawg if you ain't the one that's on the block with me (let's get it)
If you ever snake me one time ever, ain't no apologies (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Learned to fill up blocks before I filled out for some colleges
Few times, kicked it with some rivals, it turned out to be robberies (yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
Ever hit a stain on a hundred pounds? Gotta get it off
On parole, if that drive too long, I take them switches off (yeah, yeah-yeah)
They throw up signs, this picture for the feds, make sure you send it off (send it off)
Three hundred thousand for the Lamb' truck, I make the engine cough
I need drugs, I take prescription, I'm gifted (yeah-yeah)
And I can't tell you nothin', you gon' gossip all my business
I care 'bout my dawgs, not the blogs, I'm the trenches
When I'm thinkin' 'bout Von, I put an eight inside a mystic (yeah)
My patience short, I can't go back and forth
I passed out pieces of my heart in hopes you leave a corpse
This the most murders in history, left the city torched
Maybe now they get the point
They wasn't with us when I had like 50 bows on Tubman Court (Ayo Bleu)
They can't question nothin', we got our rank up now
I stand up straight, I know at night they pray they take me down
I gave him assignments, and he promised to make me proud
Only way you get home safe is if we ain't in town (in town)
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0iJhTdsLTdZXNv3jUUoCx0 | EST Gee | Capitol 1 | A hundred on my neck and my wrist, yeah I'm a shiner
Wilding, gotta problem fucking hoes without a condom
Hate her but I love it when I fuck her, call me toxic
Cold bottle of water then I'm boxing with her tonsils
Percocet's and Zaza, Wockhardt, not no Molly
It's gon' be a new dead body, a nigga try me
We just pull for three hours straight and pulled over Donnie's
Niggas mad they partners keep getting turnt into exotic
Tryna show out when I fuck her, I popped a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versace's
City know I'm slimey, get you snaked by his partner
Yeah, you kept the backdoor closed but you ain't lock it
Goofy ain't have one in the head, I had to cock it
I'm a fifty-five hundred young shiner, that's how I'm rockin'
Santa to my safe, I be stuffing it like a stocking
I was mailing tens from my migos and nem' out of stocking
Big Gee, the capitol one, what's in your wallet?
I got thirty, forty thousand all blues, stuffed in my pocket
It started with the money, respect, and now it's the power
I was knocking bows before exotic, it was sour
My momma raised a whole lotta thangs but not a coward
I'ma get it in all broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up them miles
I can get it sold, I did like twenty bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid, solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect and now it's the power
It's crazy, ain't too many things changed since I got famous
And every time a opp die, three new niggas replace 'em
They get they gang a brand new name and they don't claim them
I remember when y'all slid through Riata, ain't get to Rangeland
Just ask around the city, they gon' tell you that we dangerous
A gangster put that metal in your mouth like some braces
I make 'em come and get you for a ten, that's a bracelet
I made fifty grand sitting on at home, incarceration
Just got home from a mission, I'm on the phone with Lil' Baby
He told me to stay focused, the trenches needed a savior
I told him that I'm trying, he keeping me motivated
But I'm still in all sliders with Zoeske, 30 and Kacey
It started with the money, respect and now it's the power
I was knocking bows before exotic, it was sour
My momma raised a whole lotta thangs but not a coward
I'ma get it in all broad day for disrespecting ours
Rental place buggin', I keep running up them miles
I can get it sold, I did like twenty bows a hour
A chemist, I can make a liquid, solid from a powder
It started with the money, respect and now it's the power
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2iR5dh9tKLgsh2M8r4hC7X | EST Gee | All I Know (feat. Pooh Shiesty) | Mm (blrrrd, blrrrd)
All I know is pop out on that
Bitch, we rock out on that
Pop out, put that metal to him
(Lucci, how you feel? Yeah)
All I know is (FOREVEROLLING)
Lucci, how you feel?
Nigga, they know they can't play us, niggas die, they bring my name up
And please don't call my phone 'bout coppin' deuces, I'm gon' hang up
And I still'll get active with no mask, forget I'm famous
Niggas can't afford to get me killed no more, I got my change up
I ain't change up, I'm the same one who'll front the bag and sell it for 'em
He ain't had no way to get it back home, I'ma mail it for him (blrrrd)
Red ain't get to brag 'bout all them missions, I'ma tell it for him
Hatin', sayin' y'all chased him out that place, we had a present for him
Pop out, put that metal to him, think they sent like seven through him
Lot of niggas shot, but ain't get dropped, and I couldn't settle for it
Buy new whips and spin some more, tinted rentals, spin some more
I can't speak on you and yours but me and mine's gon' be up for sure
Don't want no war with us
Back applyin' pressure soon as they feel like we was easin' up
Chopper knock out lungs, he walk and talk, but heard he breathe in puffs
All I know is bend that corner, hop out, ain't no freezin' up
All I know is I don't fear no nigga, all 'em bleed like us
All I know is niggas keep on dyin', and they believe it's us
All my lil' bro know is shoot his gun, he don't need no weed or nothin'
Know I feel his pain, I watched him change into a murderer (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Know you feel my pain, you watched me change into a murderer (blrrrd)
Any gun I touch got less than two weeks 'fore we get it dirty
I'm a damn fool by myself, it's DOA when I'm with .30
Two headshots gotta get off, know he can't make it through, we murked him (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Big Shiesty gang, we CMO everything around, gotta be certain
I put you on him, didn't get off, you could've told us you was nervous
Caught them bitches same day, gave 'em 60, gettin' off on purpose
Know I ain't drop my deluxe yet 'cause I been busy soul-searchin'
The youngest nigga'll get you whacked, want 75K for my verse
Keep it close, niggas be fed (shh), I can tell when niggas workin'
The a.m., I'm droppin' 40, I want him dead by 7:30 (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Long live TeeDa P, I'm fuckin' every ho he had open (on God)
375 CGE havin' bangers, bodies, and motion
These bitches tried trailin' me, stop and flip the car, I ain't goin' (blrrrd)
All my Glocks got a cable box, hit the blunt 'fore I get to blowin' (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Dropped a four in Tahitian Treat, can't kick the cup, I'm always pourin'
My nigga Gee bang EST, he point somethin' out, I'ma backdoor it
Blrrrd (blrrrd), blrrrd, blrrrd (biggest blrrrd, pussy)
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2l9BYPrM4AdqHiIzAgJzMi | EST Gee | Real Reason | (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
This the real reason why I think them niggas hatin' on me
I'm the one who make sure that that T-shirt get a face on it
I was servin' quarters, turned to 15, put an eight on it
You know I control my hood from Newburgh Road to Naomi
I'm the one put platinum hits on opps, I put that Drac' on 'em
All them murders in my city, police put my face on 'em
My heart full of slime, so they know I'll snake a fake homie
They post me online just for insurance, they put the jakes on me
Once you cross that line, it's a short time before you fly
From the island, I throw 55, Red Zone 'til I die
We face-to-face
You couldn't even look me in my eyes, nigga soft as pie
We load up and slide, wait 'til he come outside, show the sky
My whole life, I had it on my mind to make a million
I ain't need no nigga to help me wrap and send it, just my sealer
They scared of me, not scared for me
'Cause they know that I'm a thriller
Ain't no better feeling hoppin' out that whip and chasin' niggas
Ain't no better feeling thumbin' through that skrilla with some killers
It's like wakin' up and seein' the realest when you look in the mirror
This shit mimic gettin' that call from shippers sayin' it's delivered
Or gettin' that call from lil' bro spinnin' say he ain't miss him, that he finished
War ain't civil, better keep your pistol, I'ma make 'em miss you
Light a candle at the spot we hit you, teddy bears and pictures
This the real reason why I think them niggas hatin' on me
I'm the one who make sure that that T-shirt get a face on it
I was servin' quarters, turned to 15, put an eight on it
You know I control my hood from Newburgh Road to Naomi
I'm the one put platinum hits on opps, I put that Drac' on 'em
All them murders in my city, police put my face on 'em
My heart full of slime, so they know I'll snake a fake homie
They post me online just for insurance, they put the jakes on me
You learn a lesson, I can teach you somethin', hope you see it comin'
Don't trust nothin', keep your yeek for comfort, they was screamin', woofin'
'Til I took a look, it wasn't nothin', sticks ain't shit unless you seize the drummer
We all move as one to keep our weakness covered
Nigga play, we dump 'em, now I wonder what make niggas flaw?
Why they wish me harm? When they switched, it ain't make me alarmed
7.62 park cars, I don't flinch 'cause I ain't scared at all
I only fear God, chopper lettin' off like round of applause
Turn you to a star, I been hurt, so I keep up my guard
Bein' this way got me far before MacGyver died, he broke all of our hearts
DM big bro broad, he felt shame and he start backin' off
This just from us far, should've kept us close, they wet his car
Thought it hurt, but I side with my dog, Red been cut him off
Red been cut him off
Red had been cut him off, yeah
And that's the real reason why I think these niggas be hatin' on me
I'ma get him a T-shirt, get a face on it
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6H0CLiSxzJ13MdGb75EoIZ | EST Gee | No Friends (feat. Yo Gotti & 42 Dugg) | (FOREVERROLLING)
Still thuggin', I ain't let it change me
Realizing rappers cool with being broke long as they famous
Beach told me I'm the greatest way before I signed a major
I wonder how my life would be, I ain't take that Jamaican
You get a chance to kill me, take it, miss, go meet your maker
Buy yeekies and buy sliders, help my youngins up they ranking
So rich, it might not feel good when we fuck, but she still fake it
So stiff, I'm gettin' loaded daily, trauma got me anxious
My only true love for my sons, any extra, they get
Our bond, they couldn't brеak it, it faded, still sing your praises
You the onе knew me since a baby, I could feel you changin'
But give a fuck less, nigga, look at my success
You know you a bitch, keep rantin' 'bout me on that tough shit
Slid behind the wheel, we hit the window, I say, "Dump, spit"
We don't duck for cover, keep on busting 'til that gun click
Know you miss your brother, I'm tryna help you get to where he went
Just that type of day, they got me feeling like old Gotti
Just hopped out the Hellcat, ain't fuckin' with no more exotic
Shootouts out the 'Rari, what CEO you know mobbin' with a Draco?
Maybe I ain't grow up, 'cause my problems, I can't let go
Yeah, old shit still bother me, my past still hauntin' me
Still havin' dreams 'bout the plug come and frontin' me
Still havin' schemes 'bout runnin' off with a hundred
Niggas talkin' all this trap shit when I really done it
Niggas pump-fakin' this smoke shit when they don't want it
'Cause once you disrespect me or mines, you know we on it
My niggas move off of numbers like every 20 a hundred
I throw it deep, doggy gone, I'm ridin' right or you wrong
Put the gun down for what? Who the fuck gon' slide for us?
Neff and Rob ain't die for nothin', I miss you, I miss you more
Who ain't up? Check the score, them boys been gettin' torched
Chop somethin', then bend the corner, free them boys
I just made five hundred, bitch, we them boys
One through six, another five comin' through, I'm yours
Lil' niggas lookin' up to the dope man
Got a couple bricks, started off with four grams
Gray been movin' cool, but doggy, we need more tan
Yeah, nigga, I been this turnt since '010
Ask a nigga why, why he never wrote twin
Niggas dissed me done been shot at or been toe-tagged
Water dried up and I'm glad Moski brought the coke in
Thought he was a boss, then I noticed he got broke friends
Every load I got for us, nigga, I always broke bread
Sit it in the freezer, it get hard, you don't need no fan
Youngin out the east can't spell his name, but he can dope fan
Flunkies die tryna be gang, I call it smokin'
Search for opps on every block, niggas ain't drop no pin
Young shiner, red zone dada, I don't need no friends
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
You already know what's up with me, man, it's EST Gee
5500, the big general, man
BMF, AO, EST, young shiners for life
Red zone 'til my head gone
Pussy
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20PWTRBk9zTiG3GVKVWtqK | EST Gee | Lick Back | Foreverolling
Niggas know y'all can't fuck with me, nigga
Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
Slidin' in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
Turn the phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
It's a fast car, but I'm movin' slow, I like my syrup raw
Every nigga round me shoot that yeek
And get they merch off
I don't bark, I bite
I got more paper than yo' big dawg
Wanna change yo' life? My best advice
A brick of fentanyl
This bitch type is wife
I might just let the condom slip off
Ain't too many like me
99% of them rip offs
On point even at her spot
I never take my kicks off
Ask my opps how it feel
To wake up daily and get shit on
You get in yo' feelings and make diss songs
I make at yo' people's house, outside, shootin' that blick songs
And I'm still good on every block
I used to knock P's on
Boss I get you chalked
My name ain't something that you should speak on
Pulled out twenty somethin'
Just to let Johnny put my teeth on
My money ten feet tall
But I ain't something you should shoot at
Kill something, you wanna lock in with us
I thought you knew that
My plug drove the load in on a truck
Next day he flew back
I talk so much shit
I need a Tic-Tac
I got five thousand for you
Help me set this wolf trap
Started a new strain smokin' yo' man
This here a wolf pack
Up on the scoreboard, we still active
Like we on get back
Only thing gon' take that pain away is if you get racks
Forever get my lick back
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66ZYoSvPo6oqIuTmYJUCOx | EST Gee | Hit Maker | Phew, phew, phew, phew
Baow, baow (Flexin' on that bitch, hold up)
Yeah, with Rece, slidin' through the city, knockin' raw his bitch call
Girl think that I'm cheatin', phone keep chingin', fifteen missed calls
(FOREVERROLLING)
All short and shit when he up blick, have a big nigga tryna get small
I'm on Tubman Court on my brother porch off two timed-release footballs
Left hand work flip phone, right hand whack big dogs
With a dirty doubled up muddy cup, same purple stuff killed Jim Jones
Brick weigher, hit maker on an island, nigga, I'm Kim Jones
Real trapper, cook it outside on a hot plate in the freezing cold
Different now, I have six figures, still grittin', warmin' up pizza rolls
Reason I got a quarter million jewelry on my right wrist alone
Fix the holes, put my mix on it, and I know it's gettin' sold
Chrissy 'bows I bought for twenty-four, and they go for sixty, shit
I ain't been to sleep, been home to eat, or changed my trench clothes
I'm off XOs in the red zone, geekers tryna get the rest gone
In my city, it's so many opp niggas gettin' repped on
And the first time, you get the best dope, but the next load get stepped on
And I'm ten toes, stepping for the bros 'til I get sent home
Niggas been hoes since big clothes, calling young niggas they big bros
And I switched lows with a thick ho, tryna turn this flick on
And my wrist froze, AP Skeleton with the big stones
If it's no, don't grab no coat, that's code for coke
If you talkin' 'bout my worth was in dollars, I'm worth the most
I'll pull up, tell 'em, "Lace up that trunk, I buy in bulk"
Niggas couldn't beat me beefin', they had to involve them folks
Niggas toddlers, broke and live with their mamas, these niggas jokers
This ain't no movie, ain't no secret shit to it, I'm just the GOAT
Keep it real, heard your statement was sealed, you niggas spoke
He ain't feel safe when he got out that day, told his PO
Fakin' like he want that smoke, me and him both know that he don't
I don't feel alone, all of these dead niggas I keep on smokin' on
Let's get it on, you ain't tryna pop nothin' but a poppin' song
And I been wrong, but I got right that same night and I changed my phone
I never told, never heard of no rumor where they said I told
I'll never fold unless it's foldin' up luggage with heavy loads
Never, niggas known for bein' nothin', never doin' nothin' gangster
Niggas never made no money, ain't never made no noise on they block
Don't even run they block
Mm, plus you niggas been rappin' for fifteen years
And ain't got shit up
Free Mo
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5qA7WUDpYyO9ORtziKONud | EST Gee | Lamborghini Geeski | Tryna get in here switch like (listen you bitch fuck off)
Yeah, it was me a Baller Ross cutting running water (running water)
Get inside The Trenches Geeski, please we tired of staving (FOREVEROLLING)
I was in Paris I spent the whole next week in a half on market
Whoever out getting slaughtered, they have been harking without the target
And link up with the bosses, I been slimey since you started
Knew he wanted his nose wiped 'cause he kept coughing
I get money and throw crosses and my Sacrilegious
You can call yourself one my little brothers, you ain't acting like it
Rappers be friendly in they city tryna tap in with me
I pull that switch out like his pops n- keep acting silly (rarr-rarr-rarr)
Take care my n- I give cash and trash three, four members
Salute the real one said, "F- succa shit and stood on bidness"
You stood there while he got stood over, I know you remember (bow, bow, bow)
Shots get to hitting make a big n- tip over Timber, yeah
Yeah at night I sit and think of ways that I can break out easy
Survival of the slimy I can't die 'cause they can't beat me
Suprise me and don't post online, next time we spank ya piece
My credit have all reapers get you stepped on for no reason
The dada from Riata but all my cars is European
Lamborghini Geeski that ain't my name for no reason
Skeleton this AP face ain't see through for no reason
I'm flawless that's why all them crown me king and let me lead 'em
Yeah, sliding by my lonely, most dem Kobi's turn to snitches
Unless it's Brodie If I rock out Louie rolling with me
You swear that you was real, observe your action, told me different
I fronted 30 bows a midget for 12 hunnid fifty
All pride aside these, n- broke and lying claim they drilling
Let n- play around with us, car got filled with five glock sixes
I like the way she play she line some' up I call her trillest
We quite while we sitting outside patient we gone get 'em
I been double crossed they lost when I throughout the triple
Be closeup then start hitting beef be good for your nutrition (bow, bow bow, bow)
Off rapping I made millions in the trap I made six figures
Niggas touch bro, while they locked up I'ma zip they family members
Yeah, at night I sit and think of ways that I can break out easy
Survival of the slimy I can't die 'cause they can't beat me
Suprise me and don't post online, next time we spank ya piece
My credit have all reapers get you stepped on for no reason
The dada from Riata but all my cars is European
Lamborghini Geeski that ain't my name for no reason
Skeleton this AP face ain't see through for no reason
I'm flawless that's why all them crown me king and let me lead 'em (lead 'em for no reason)
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4DYpn5mc5BDrK8vBAeFoTG | EST Gee | Jumpout Gang | When you rich like this, it ain't a bitch out here you can't get (It ain't a bitch out here you can't get)
Free lil' Jumpout Gang and them, hop out the yoly, chase him
(FOREVEROLLING)
How much for his case again? Tell his mama take his ten (Tell his mama take his ten)
Niggas broke in love, like laid up with a ho can make 'em bands
Baby mama tellin' hoes I ain't shit as if they give a damn (They don't give a fuck)
They know if they suck it good with the hands, they just might get a bag (Mwah)
Square business, I'm a business man, focus up and you'll get a chance (You'll get a chance)
It's your fault, you a type to crash, I'll pay for shit to get it split in half (I'll pay for shit to get it split in half)
Spin your block in the same car tomorrow, it just got different tags
Said they on my top, I said, "Back lap, I'm on the phone with Mad"
OG say it's love until you jammed, and then got half on half
We locked in in blood, so it's loyalty over love (It's loyalty over love)
That mean however it come, I'm a pussy if I run (Pussy if I run)
I'm that nigga 'cause we won, baby, do it 'til I come (Yeah)
Yeah, and I'ma buy you something quick with my lil' trickin' ass (With my lil' trickin' ass)
Still the same nigga, cash all over us, it's split in half
Dirty my pop, deuce and a half 'cause I be livin' fast (I be livin' fast)
Rockin' my thot until tomorrow 'cause all she do is nag
Tryna do the dash, them hollows hawked him down and did him bad
(Yeah, tryna do the dash, them hollows hawked him down and did him bad)
Somebody should've told him tighten up, he finna crash
(Somebody should've told him tighten up, he finna crash)
Yeah, 7.62s hit his whip, we call them engine enders
It's me, the road, a 'bow of crystal, ain't no codefendants (It ain't no codefendants)
Keep actin' like you like that, niggas trippin', they ain't stuffed no rentals
I'm too official, up my pistol 'fore I ever argue with you
Percocets, they itchin', sweatin' in these last few missions, I'm tryna get it finished (I'm tryna get it)
They don't got no honor, they role model sold truth to your honor
In a whip with a stick with my lil' partner, tryna catch a piñata
Came up short, I cut his cord, he tried, so I really don't mop him
Everyone in the slums, they show me love 'cause I deliver product
Turn one into three, then dish it out to a few different buyers
Bringin' food to the table, he the fake one, this Fendi designer
One car back behind him on the highway, I'm trailing my driver
Yeah, and I'ma buy you something quick with my lil' trickin' ass (With my lil' trickin' ass)
Still the same nigga, cash all over us, it's split in half
Dirty my pop, deuce and a half 'cause I be livin' fast (I be livin' fast)
Rockin' my thot until tomorrow 'cause all she do is nag
Tryna do the dash, them hollows hawked him down and did him bad
(Yeah, tryna do the dash, them hollows hawked him down and did him bad)
Somebody should've told him tighten up, he finna crash
(Somebody should've told him tighten up, he finna crash)
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69fNBMZeNggX4rPBpUm85f | EST Gee | Bloody Man | Don't come outside, the chance of dyin' higher than bein' alive (Mama knew he was a killer, she looked in his eyes)
Don't come outside, the chance of dyin' higher than
Come outside, the chance of dyin' higher than, uh (Don't come outside)
I know they hope I get identified
(FOREVEROLLING, hope I get identified)
'Cause when we slide, if somethin' don't die, they damn near paralyzed
They don't come outside, the chance of dyin' higher than bein' alive
His mama knew he was a killer, she looked in his eyes
He told the truth, she wish he lied, said he took several lives (Several lives)
Don't see no end in sight, this life must got me hypnotized (I don't see no end in sight)
I still don't feel nothin', gotta kill somethin' to feel alive (Kill somethin')
Ridin' 'round rollin', but I'm focused like I hit a line (Focused)
I'm in the city bendin', niggas playin' PS5
Make 'em pick sides so they start dyin', then they whole clique divide (Takin' sides)
Let's see who really slime (Let's see who really slime)
Let's see who really love they mans more than his hundred bands
I tried to pray, God looked away 'cause I had bloody hands
Bloody man (Bloody man)
Heard it's a bounty, hope I catch him first and cash it in (I'm tryna cash it, nigga)
I ain't got no plaques, the game shit whack, so I'm out when platinum in
Your niggas died, you act like goin' live bring 'em back again (You act like goin' live bring 'em back, nigga)
As he lay flat, gasping for breath, you turned your back and ran
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga, I ain't never needed no nigga, yeah)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then
Yeah, I don't got no need for shit, all my needs is met
Always knew it'd come to this (Always), always knew that I'd be lit (Always)
Top tissue shots leave him drenched
Stomach, face, eyes, nose, neck, I ain't breakin' no sweat
Matter fact, I don't break at all, I learned too much, no fallin' off
Absorbed it all, I made the ball
Took some just in case, in case they say this shit here ain't that strong
Fuck around, weed it all
Too much money involved to bring it back fitness, dawg
Uzi hit the bathroom, rinse it off before I dropped a song
Everybody in the city tried to go against me, I stood my ground
Get 'em now, shoot back out of town, tryna make my brother proud
By puttin' another sucker down, what's up now?
Niggas woofin', but they don't make no sound, they know we huntin' hounds
Bloody man
Heard it's a bounty, hope I catch him first and
Bloody man (Bloody man)
Heard it's a bounty, hope I catch him first and cash it in (I'm tryna cash it, nigga)
I ain't got no plaques, the game shit whack, so I'm out when platinum in
Your niggas died, you act like goin' live bring 'em back again (You act like goin' live bring 'em back, nigga)
As he lay flat, gasping for breath, you turned your back and ran
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then (Yeah, no, I ain't ever needed no nigga, I ain't never needed no nigga, yeah)
I still don't need no nigga now and I ain't need 'em then
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3MJ6uG4l02mzFdDHcxEio6 | EST Gee | OD | Murder neat, leave no traces
Murder neat, leave no traces
Murder neat, leave no traces
5500, we ballin', man, you know what it is
With the takers, broad daylight faces
Murder neat, don't leave no traces (don't leave no traces)
Lawyer retainer erase the cases
Gave the addy, and I (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All the shots I send come with a chaser (come with a chaser)
This chop of I tote ain't basic (grrr)
Cookie on it with the laser (Yeah, it don't move)
I'm with the takers, broad daylight faces (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Murder neat, don't leave no traces (don't leave no traces)
Lawyer retainer erase the cases, gave the addy, I paid 'em (yeah, I pay for it)
Whoever thought I'd be famous
From rappin' how I'm livin' (from rappin' how I'm livin')
No facade or a image (no facade)
They hate us 'cause nothin' bigger (nothin' bigger than us)
Foundation with the killers, no outsiders in our business (no outsiders in our business)
It's a green light, see 'em, kill 'em (kill 'em)
Let the news paint the picture (paint the picture, yeah)
Let his family cry and miss him
Shouldn't have been speakin' on my nigga (speakin' on my nigga)
This the red zone (this the red zone)
Geeski, he so headstrong (he so headstrong)
'Cause every time I listen to an OG (every time I listen)
He was dead wrong (dead wrong)
They don't know the detail, they just know we knocked his head off
Pull up, let that lead off (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
And then we sped off and now your man's gone (and now your man's dead)
I damn near got sick, I'm here hittin' on his damn dawg
Balling 'fore I went to Memphis, nigga, I'm Zach Randolph (nigga, I'm Zach Randolph)
Soon as you changed the price, I ain't think twice, nigga, I ran off (I took off, yeah)
It ain't never us, it's them (it ain't never us, it's them)
Broke his version, killed the first one, he'll kill again
All it took was a lil' bait for me to reel him in (all it took was a lil' bait)
All it took was a lil' hate to see my snake appear (all it took was a lil' hate)
And all it took was a lil' paper to make him disappear (all it took was a lil' paper)
We slide like mob ties (Mob ties), greatest of all time (greatest of all time)
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin'
Won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin'
Plenty bales, yeah, puttin' risotto on the scale, I'm gay yeah
Paraphernalia, lot of finesse, what I sell, yeah
Got me fed up, stayin' down, runnin' my bread up
Jimmy Choo sandals, big Phantom, keep my lead up
Got my bread up, head up, wake the dead up
Get the cash now, bad bitch, make it better
Cook the work up, ran it up in the murder zone
Get you rained on, you ain't know, now your brain gone
All the pain numb, I can rap it, I can sing on
Every time I listen to you broke niggas, they be dead wrong
Get the details before you judge a nigga out of the ghetto
Put the fetti up, 'guetti up, make my wrist glow
Get the info, tenfold, spin out the Benzo
New extendo, the best smoker like indo (yeah, yeah)
It ain't never us, it's them (it ain't never us, it's them)
Broke his version, killed the first one, he'll kill again
All it took was a lil' bait for me to reel him in (all it took was a lil' bait)
All it took was a lil' hate to see my snake appear (all it took was a lil' hate)
And all it took was a lil' paper to make him disappear (all it took was a lil' paper)
We slide like mob ties (mob ties), greatest of all time (greatest of all time)
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin'
Won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin'
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2XJIJv3IFiAXGK8XQ2ZX2R | EST Gee | Misery Loves Company | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If I could die from disses
I probably would've been cremated (I probably would've been cremated)
I came up (M-M-M-Murda) from servin' them sacks of hard to a free baser (servin' them P's)
Arguin' with God, when I paid the bond
He ain't free Kada (ain't free lil' man)
You ain't dedicated if you don't hop out on feet chasin' (feet chasin')
Niggas dead broke, say the key to paper is be patient (nigga, fuck that)
But fuck waitin', been tryna buck lately (fuck that)
Live local, late break-in
High clucked out ridin' with enough rounds then I could truck down
You hear that rip sound, nigga, better get down 'fore he get found
Spit it from a switch round, dead nigga kiss clouds and I'm rich now
And I still ain't switch crowds (I still ain't switched up)
Can't put my blick' down (can't put my blick' down)
And I probably never will (I never will)
Red called me from Heaven said, "You better chill"
Maybe it was Hell, but I couldn't tell 'cause I'll answer still (still I answer for a bro)
I get high and hope that I'll forget my mama's cancer chills
Bullets hurt, made me hooked to ercs, I gotta have my pills
She hurt me first, even at my worst, I still pay half her bills (pay half her bills)
It's a opp survive, through grace of God, I pray he lack again (Lord, I pray he lackin')
It's OT folks, lowkey want that smoke, I don't be tappin' in (no, I don't be tappin' in)
Real gangsta, I can't speak on no beef I ain't active in (on no beef I ain't active in)
They respect my money 'cause it's bloody, I still act and spin (blood on my money)
Don't just throw your hood up 'cause you from it
Nigga, what have you did? (What you doin' in your hood?)
All I need's a yo, lil' brodie, chops and a pack of cigs
Pitch a tent, and sit out front his crib, right where this nigga live
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48l0R6FAcGDQtyRCdIc9Vs | EST Gee | Balloons (feat. Moneybagg Yo) | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there
I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there
Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare
Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer
Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there?
We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
I remember, I spunt with a deuce-deuce, and it ain't make a difference
Long as you get close enough to smell him when you try and hit him
I put syrup on my filters, masked up with some killers
We can shoot out two-three minutes, 'cause it's fifties on our pistols
They ain't wanna see me rich (they ain't wanna)
Knew the outcome be horrific (horrific)
In the streets, you only win if you got medals, this Olympics
I was ridin' fishbowl, passin' out them Teslas with my niggas
Burn the whip, I switch the clothes, lil' bro got daily on his mission
I got semis with the switches
This bitch jam, he put it on wrong (he put it on wrong)
But it just took one to send your dawg home, he long gone (he long gone)
Last night, I had dreamt they dropped his charges and brought Zone home
We went on a spree for like a week, ain't turn my phone on
Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there
I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there
Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare
Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer
Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there?
We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there?
We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
We the reason for the ceremony and the candlelight (gang)
Gee get busy with the pipe, he tryna send one up tonight (gone)
Gunners on frontline, just had to send a blitz, then catch a flight
Made him see the light, his momma always said his future bright
Out of sight, out of mind (gone), carbine, Dracos, and nines (sticks)
You the reason he dead, why you leave your man in the blind?
'Posed to told him, we go for real, put this rappin' shit to the side
When it comes to this, I don't miss, know we score every time we slide (skrrt)
Glock on me go, "Brr," I got switches on my glee (yeah)
Switchin' up my flow, these lil' niggas A-B-C (yeah)
Blamin' us talkin' 'bout how we fucked up their family tree (yeah)
Rest in peace what's-his-name, left his family in disbelief (whoa)
Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there
I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there
Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare
Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer
Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there?
We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there?
We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
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42qt8hsy7l4UR5CsO5ZLfL | EST Gee | Dead Wrong (feat. Future) | Murder neat, leave no traces
Murder neat, leave no traces
Murder neat, leave no traces
5500, we ballin', man, you know what it is
With the takers, broad daylight faces
Lawyer retainer erase the cases, gave the addy, and I (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gave the addy and I (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All the shots I send come with a chaser (come with a chaser)
This choppa I tote ain't basic (grrr)
Cookie on it with the laser (yeah, it don't move)
I'm with the takers, broad daylight faces (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Murder neat, don't leave no traces (don't leave no traces)
Lawyer retainer erase the cases, gave the addy, I paid 'em (yeah, I pay for it)
Who ever thought I'd be famous
From rappin' how I'm livin'? (From rappin' how I'm livin')
No facade or a image (no facade)
They hate us 'cause nothin' bigger (nothin' bigger than us)
Foundation with the killers, no outsiders in our business (no outsiders in our business)
It's a greenlight, see 'em, kill 'em (kill 'em)
Let the news paint the picture (paint the picture, yeah)
Let his family cry and miss him
Shouldn't have been speakin' on my nigga (speakin' on my nigga)
This the red zone (this the red zone)
Geeski, he so headstrong (he so headstrong)
'Cause every time I listen to an OG (every time I listen), he was dead wrong (dead wrong)
They don't know the detail, they just know we knocked his head off (they just know we knocked his head off)
Pull up, let that lead off (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
And then we sped off and now your man's gone (and now your man's dead)
I damn near got sick, I'm in here hittin' on this damn dog
Balling 'fore I went to Memphis, nigga, I'm Zach Randolph (nigga, I'm Zach Randolph)
Soon as you changed the price, I ain't think twice, nigga, I ran off (I took off, yeah)
It ain't never us, it's them (it ain't never us, it's them)
Broke his version, killed the first one, he'll kill again
All it took was a lil' bait for me to reel him in (all it took was a lil' bait)
All it took was a lil' hate to see my snake appear (all it took was a lil' hate)
And all it took was a lil' paper to make him disappear (all it took was a lil' paper)
We slide like mob ties (mob ties), greatest of all time (greatest of all time)
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin' (won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin')
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin' (won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin')
Plenty bales, yeah, puttin' risotto on the scale
Paraphernalia, lot of finesse, what I sell, yeah
Got me fed up, stayin' down, runnin' my bread up
Jimmy Choo sandals, big Phantom, keep my lead up
Got my bread up, head up, wake the dead up
Get the cash now, bad bitch make it better
Cook the work up, ran it up in the murder zone
Get you rained on, you ain't know, now your brain gone
All the pain numb, I can rap it, I can sing on
Every time I listen to you broke niggas, they be dead wrong
Get the details before you judge a nigga out of the ghetto
Put the fetti up, 'guetti up, make my wrist glow
Get the info, tenfold, spin out the Benzo
New extendo, the barrel smoking like indo' (yeah, yeah)
It ain't never us, it's them (it ain't never us, it's them)
Broke his version, killed the first one, he'll kill again
All it took was a lil' bait for me to reel him in (all it took was a lil' bait)
All it took was a lil' hate to see my snake appear (all it took was a lil' hate)
And all it took was a lil' paper to make him disappear (all it took was a lil' paper)
We slide like mob ties (mob ties), greatest of all time (greatest of all time)
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin' (won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin')
Won't spare a dime 'til niggas die, I want 'em all cryin' (won't spare a dime 'til a nigga die, I want them all cryin')
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5z7r6QW3u9D2nkwPa9NeDQ | EST Gee | All My Life | Yeah, ice, all my life, yeah, all my life (flexin' on that bitch, hol' up)
Yeah, all my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (I wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides, get fly, and rock diamonds (fly and rock diamonds, FOREVEROLLING)
My ice water Fiji, not faucet (Fiji, not faucet)
Big gold choppa (big gold) handle my problems (handle my problems)
All my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides (drive fast), get fly, and rock diamonds (get fly and rock diamonds)
Yeah, you know it's a switch when you start hittin', sound like a snake hiss (hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss)
Fuck aim, just go in close as you can get, it's like you can't miss (like you can't miss)
They ain't me 'cause they snitch (yeah, they rattin')
They ain't drop they nuts enough to run they money up or take risks (ain't got no money)
To him, it must ain't make sense (it must ain't make sense)
My baby say as many Percs I take, I should take fent' (that I should take fentanyl)
Remember, I used to stay sick if I ain't whip up that cake mix (if I ain't whip up that)
The story about lil' George, run up an Urus off his last eight grits (run up an Urus off his last)
On IG, he looked up, but get on for months, that nigga fake risk (get on for months)
Keep lookin' at me, it should make sense, my left wrist alone an H brick (my left wrist alone an H brick)
I'm healthy livin', I took over the city, applyin' physical fitness (one, two, three)
If you work out, give 'em work out, don't snitch if you end up sittin' (don't snitch if you worked out)
I'm at work now, passin' merch out, you get low, then get up with me (get up with me)
Yeah, all my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (I wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides, get fly, and rock diamonds (fly and rock diamonds)
My ice water Fiji, not faucet (Fiji, not faucet)
Big gold choppa (big gold) handle my problems (handle my problems)
All my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides (drive fast), get fly, and rock diamonds (get fly and rock diamonds)
I-I-I just wanna shine (I just wanna sh-)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna)
Yeah, I don't feel 'em, don't call tryna get paid for spinnin' if you ain't kill 'em
Broke the code, we fix him (broke the code), shinin', standin' on business
No rat ain't runnin' my city (no rat), I'm under suspicion (I'm under suspicion)
'Cause the opposition be tippin' and sayin' we did it (they be tippin')
But soon as he finish, he hittin' that Phantom and gave him a trip to the 'spital
Niggas is artificial, how many nights you slid? (How many?)
How many zips you send? (How many?) I had a million dollars tryna bend
And when some bled, did you dove back that night?
I went home head (back that night), hit 'em in ten shots, ten dead (ten shots, ten dead)
Shit'll get turned up if I said (turned up), we'll come paint this bitch red
Yeah, all my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (I wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides, get fly, and rock diamonds (fly and rock diamonds)
My ice water Fiji, not faucet (Fiji, not faucet)
Big gold choppa (big gold) handle my problems (handle my problems)
All my life (all my life), I wanted to be a shiner (wanted to be a shiner)
Drive fast rides (drive fast), get fly, and rock diamonds (get fly and rock diamonds)
I-I-I just wanna shine (I just wanna sh-)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna)
I just wanna shine (I-I-I just wanna sh-)
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2DSJcci6BUAJR7R3VNMTj3 | EST Gee | Run N 2 Me (feat. Yo Gotti) | (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Take a nigga dream, chase him down, ayy
Saying you gon' take this, nah, take which?
Take switch, anyone you touch gon' come with eight blicks
Eight ripped shirts for the same cliques
Niggas can't get up with me, they don't take the same risks
My lil' nigga rap, trap, love me, and he take hits
My jewelry ain't racist, nigga, I rock white and rose
You wasn't active with them poles with us, nigga, you might have froze
And it's red zone still, get caught, I'm poppin', be a free kill
We takin' niggas' dreams, you chase him down, I feel like Meek Mill
They can tell you how that R.I.P. feel
High bid for a body
He died, you ain't slide, you cried and hung his shirt up in the closet
It's 55 don dada, chopper on me, talkin' to Boppa
It's loyalty and honor through whatever, know I got 'em
Avoidin' beef with shiners like they do not know who shot 'em
Won't be a problem, I drop this dope, it don't sink to the bottom
Can't teach you how to beat the street, the stress might kill your mama
He rep like he did something to me, where's Neek? We stretch his partner
He rep like he did something to me, that's weak, we stretch his partner
And I'm still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don't take long
Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz
Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on
Slidin' all night long
You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me
Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies
In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me
You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah
You should've bulletproofed that Trackhawk
Whole family cryin', they think it's my fault (for real)
Partner caught a body, hit the bunk and went and jacked off (solid)
He don't want a bond, pay the lawyer, he gon' beat it (we gon' beat it)
Smoke in the city, niggas know that I ain't sleepin' (shh)
I'm like 65 mil' up and still ain't put the steel up
Know this nigga bitch, he know it too, but he still actin' tough (yeah)
Take his ass to surgery (surgery), give that boy a tummy tuck
Better have your pipe when you see me, nigga, you know what's up (for real)
I got a different mindset (I do)
See my enemy keep posting, I'm like, "Why he ain't die yet?" (Why he still here?)
I'm a different type of nigga (I am), you know you can't find that (for real)
Gee my partner, he a boss, and you know you can't sign that, for real
And I'm still on the phone with Kayda and he prayin' I don't take long
Ride 'round with this K, it get to hummin' like it's Trey Songz
Opps be on my dick as long as I give 'em somethin' to hate on
Slidin' all night long
You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me
Make no exceptions, I wish death on all my enemies
In loving memory, I bet they gon' remember me
You better have your pipe on you when you bump into me, nigga, yeah
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1JAhvhULKVAPUZSglsLYBk | EST Gee | Forreal | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lucci, how you feel, yeah?
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Lucci, how you feel?)
Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real
Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real
Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real
Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill
I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still
I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real
Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill
I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill
I can't lose, I made a deal, signed and sealed, I'm made for real
Gamblin' with my life, still tryna get high, I heard they makin' pills
Signed a deal and really made my livin', water whippin', keep the blender
I'm the realest, most these niggas out here not that
Ain't no rules, we can't find you, we hittin' where yo' bitch shop at
My opps put they cap on for so long, turned to a top hat
Name one ain't been shot at, I'm really the big dog
Crack the window drivin', you'll get sick ridin' with that fentanyl
Sweatin', I'm havin' withdrawals, Lord, please take this pain from me
Wars be everythin' but free
Every time I came in town, I made sure somethin' get laid to sleep
Back then, on a dangerous street
Before I left the 'spital, made sure I got that pain back for me
Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real
Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real
Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real
Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill
I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still
I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real
Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill
I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill
How you question me like I don't keep this shit in order?
You say it's love, then trap all day, but you ain't put nothin' on his lawyer
I'm enormous, money hoarder, known to get 'cross the border
Servin' water, drought made it eight a 'bow for us with no shortage
Out here, I'm like Jordan, all of us get a portion playin' for EST
They feel like I owe 'em, I'ma show 'em if they play with me
I can't show no fake love, barely speak, I heard he hatin' on me
Me and Jairmy bought a pint for cheap, we drink an eight a piece
I know ain't no savin' me, headshot, think 'bout takin' me
They only wan' fake beef on IG, tryna get some fame from me
Actors, they need Oscars, I'm the Dada from Riata Street
I trust Boppa to raise my sons up proper the day I D-I-E
Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real
Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real
Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real
Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill
I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still
I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real
Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill
I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill, brrt
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7eX3um6NpOQKWJMGCi97XD | Lil Baby | Real As It Gets (feat. EST Gee) | ATL Jacob (DY Krazy)
I been saving my guala, I ain't saving no bitch
I had pulled out my Glock but I picked up a stick
Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit
My people proud, I'm as real as it gets
Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait
And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
Just got exotic, I told them to mail it
I don't gotta touch, somebody gon' sell it
Bro gon' keep it solid, I know he won't tell it
Grew up in the streets, I ain't never stop barely
I didn't have shit, I ain't never get jealous
Born in this shit, I grew up with some felons
Reach for this water, we'll go at your melon
My lil' bro a slime, he'll draw on a reverend
I don't really have to talk about steppin'
'Cause my niggas never get caught when it happen
I'm set on servin' in the morning, I'm snappin'
You can take this as your warning, I'm packin'
F.N. inside of my hand when I back in
Get to actin', I promise we clappin'
Joke's up, it gotta be stamped on the package
It's the real one, you know that I'm taxin'
Get the ball, I'ma score or I'm passing
Got no love for no ho, I ain't passionate
I done ran up a dub on an accident
To the streets, I'm the voice, I'm an advocate
Ask the plug, this the most he done ever sent
Niggas broke, what's the most you done ever spent?
Gettin' paid, this the most I done ever saved
We gon' hop out with Ks in broad day
I been saving my guala, I ain't saving no bitch
I had pulled out my Glock but I picked up a stick
Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit
My people proud, I'm as real as it gets
Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait
And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
I been saving my guala, I ain't saving no bitch
I had pulled out my Glock but I picked up a stick
Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit
My people proud, I'm as real as it gets
Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait
And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
All this shit started off in the kitchen (started off in the kitchen)
Showed me once and I was payin' attention
Ask the trenches, they gon' say I'm the realest (say I'm the realest)
Official, the difference between me and niggas
I'm rich when I get off my Insta (get off my Insta)
Get him killed by the night for a 60
I sent it, I can't even risk it
Opps want me finished but I'm steady winning
Youngest, richest nigga out of my city
I been had the streets in a headlock (headlock)
We had two or three bricks at Miss Jan spot (at Miss Jan's)
Still dead fresh if the feds watch
Send a diss in hidin', get yo' man shot (get yo' man)
Niggas play but they know we gon' air it out
She was actin' bougie, flew her friend out
I went, took it, ain't ask for a handout
Old niggas see me out and put they heads down
I still got my block if the music don't crack
Really livin' what I rap (yeah, yeah)
250 out the trap, if I say it, it's a fact
He was puttin' on an act
You a killer on the app (killer on the app)
Ask who put us on the map
Put the hood on my back
Three cars, ten straps
Niggas better never lack, yeah
I been saving my guala, I ain't saving no bitch
I had pulled out my Glock but I picked up a stick
Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit
My people proud, I'm as real as it gets
Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait
And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
I been saving my guala, I ain't saving no bitch
I had pulled out my Glock but I picked up a stick
Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit
My people proud, I'm as real as it gets
Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait
And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah
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2IK9fOwtb9E9s28dRs56oA | EST Gee | Opinion Base | How much longer it's gon' take
How much longer it's gon' take
How much longer it's gon'
That's opinion-based
The fact is I put 90 on the interstate
Get it where it's sunny
Then go serve it in a different state
How much longer it's gon' take?
How much longer can you wait?
My play from down the way got 12K
So eight should get you straight, this cheaper way
Amma pop this Perc'-y and get geeked today
Ridin' with this broomstick
Don't get swept off of your feet today
Who really been with me still?
I know who ain't keep it real
I don't feel a thing
So they can't find out what my weakness is
Tell your bitch I love her
She gon' tell me where your secrets hid
And her head was thunder
Save her number under eat a kid
Why you speak on what I did?
What you want me, do a bid?
I don't beef on social sites
The only place I'm getting killed
Posted where the demons live
We locked it in, in blood
I ain't pay for it
We call it stepping in the name of love
Could have dropped a thousand chains
But we been buying dope and guns
I got everybody shot
Soon as I couldn't pinpoint who it was
Bitch, be thankful that I made a way from niggas in my hood
This for fun, not for funds
I been straight since twenty-one
Now I'm twenty-five
Lot of niggas hiding, a lot of niggas dying
A lot of bitches telling me I'm fine
I think that they lying
They weren't checking for me in '09
Bitch, you through with crime
When I was in Huaraches and Filas I knew I would shine
I just wanted to take you with me
Hit the main one, give you fifty
Hit the small one, give you ten
Double back, get ten again
Drop the window, focus in, fuck it, hop out on your man
Trappers hit the front and rear, acting like they spinning benz
Niggas don't even come down, pop
They know that's gone get em' popped
My niggas know it's a cash prize involved
They catch a opp
Riding with Lil K
Soon as seen a opp, he had it cocked
If she made her way out to the island
She been eating cock
You know that this facts
This ain't something we got to speak about
Never leave my brothers
That ain't even something I gotta think about
Standing in the kitchen
Water whipping at Aisha's house
Two, three bricks to NOLA
He been throwing, he can't even leave the house
Amma get it in, give it to bro, and he gon' piece it out
If you show a piece of loyalty, then I can't leave you out
Rick said he gon' pay my lawyer fees and he Gon' get me out
And he gon' keep that Fendi cheap
So EST designer down
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1g2nx2OTpQqGV3hF1BnpIK | EST Gee | Young Shiners | Niggas need assistance from a walker just to get up
Young shiner, body full of diamonds
Million-dollar nigga, it's just waiting to get picked up (It's just waiting for me to get it)
(FOREVEROLLING)
Ridin' through the island with Minaj to get my dick sucked
I can't say I had a ten year run without no hiccups (Nah)
But I still got more money than the nigga you call big bruh (More money than your big bruh)
Niggas still talking even after they get hit up (They still runnin')
Niggas need assistance from a walker just to get up (Niggas can' t run)
Give a couple hundred to a thot to give the crib up (Yeah)
Choppa hit his back and have him balled up like a sit-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She put both hands on it and pull like a chin-up (Yеah)
I can't even lie, bruh, I miss hеr (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never rode a scat, we brought cats through the trenches (We bought cats out)
Niggas finished once, they post a throwback picture
If you touch down in my city, I hit all the bad bitches (I hit all the bad bitches)
Ask doggy, we gone dog 'em if she keep on acting smarter (Yeah, yeah)
If she honest, baby, open up and swallow
It wasn't no abortions, I had twenty baby mamas (I had twenty baby mamas, yeah)
I ain't change my car or nothing when them niggas shot me (I ain't change shit)
Internet gangsters acting like they can't find me
I'm a young shiner, body full of diamonds
Kill a nigga really, fuck killin' 'em with kindness (Kill this nigga really)
Everybody goin' broke and blame it on the virus (Broke ass niggas)
Like before it hit that you wasn't living with yo' mama (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bag in, pass it to my mans, John Stockton (Pass it to my man)
I cut all the broke, hating niggas off my roster (I cut 'em off)
I cut all the fine, basic bitches off my roster (Yeah, I cut 'em off)
Niggas ain't gang, they could never stand beside us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas suckas if we being a hunnid
We all know who run it (We all know who run it)
We all know who got they section jumpin'
Pass the youngins onions (We all know who got it jumpin')
We all know who never stood for nothin'
Ain't in they hood or nothin' (Never stood for nothin')
Know I mean it when I tell 'em, "Fuck 'em"
Put him in the budget (Fuck these niggas)
When I met you I had twenty something
All ugly money
I ain't never seent you niggas up a dub, on my mama (Never had a dub)
I went and got what's mines, niggas dying all summer (Dying all summer)
If I break it down, I make sixty-five hunnid (I make sixty-five hunnid)
It's four hundred a onion and a hunnid dollar quarters (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fat boy store forever open from night time to the morning (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I literally drove through every single border with a forest
Niggas had me thinking getting money wasn't normal
I was knockin' bo's before my classes in the morning (Yeah)
Young trapper flyin' first class, I'm important (Yeah, I'm important)
Old school Chevys and drop-top Porsches (Drop-top Porsches)
You couldn't walk a mile in these white low Forces
I'm a young shiner, body full of diamonds
Kill a nigga really, fuck killin' 'em with kindness (Kill this nigga really)
Everybody goin' broke and blame it on the virus (Broke ass niggas)
Like before it hit that you wasn't living with yo' mama (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bag in, pass it to my mans, John Stockton (Pass it to my man)
I cut all the broke, hating niggas off my roster (I cut 'em off)
I cut all the fine, basic bitches off my roster (Yeah, I cut 'em off)
Niggas ain't gang, they could never stand beside us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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1qgGitQYJs68OQbfL5kQ4W | EST Gee | Get Money (feat. Yo Gotti) | Yeah, turn up on these niggas, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)
Turn up, turn up, turn up on these niggas
I know you heard 'bout G
Last niggas that played with me had two, three surgeries (surgeries)
The young gangstas can learn from me
The opps dream about burnin' me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Them blocks, they go for 33 (yeah, yeah)
43, you wanna eat (wanna eat)
You single if I want you, bae
Yo' nigga know what's up with me (yo' nigga know what's up with me)
Niggas get in they feelings over these women, then try come for me
I'ma get it all in her, lean down whisper, "Is you gone cum for me?" (Is you gone cum?)
She was faithful 'til she met a gangsta
I brought her habits back (brought her habits back)
Standin' over yo' lady, lettin' it dangle
Doing the cabbage patch
Niggas know the city was gettin' soft
I brought the static back (brought the smoke back)
If he say I snaked him, then I adapted to my habitat
If they say I'm gangsta and 'bout my paper, then it's facts in that (then it's facts)
I pray they don't check it when I mail it 'cause it's 'thrax in that ('thrax in that)
Action-packed, I think the whole city know that we on it
Made it hard for him to sleep, his pillow got a hundred Gs on it (hundred on yo' head)
This that gangsta shit that you was missin', you was lovin' (you was lovin')
I still think that I can make a million on Tubman (make a million on Tubman)
Ain't no halfway in it, if you with us, we thuggin' (we thuggin')
I'ma drop the ticket, go and get 'em if you love me (get 'em if you love me)
We ride in them rentals when we spinnin' on yo' buddy (spinnin' on yo' buddy)
I just wanna ball with my niggas where it's sunny (with my niggas where it's sunny)
55 hundred boss niggas gettin' money (yuh, yuh)
55 hundred boss niggas gettin' money (yuh, yuh)
That's on gang, that's on me, that's on my name, what's up Gee?
I say "Forty", I ain't talkin' 'bout a strap, but a key
Streets lucky, boy I just might send a hunnid through Kentucky, yeah
I'm the type of plug if you don't pay, then shit get ugly, yeah
Hit his mama house, shoot up the car and hit his buddy, yeah
This that gangsta shit, we don't play no games about that money, yeah (phr, phr)
Big Gotti, plug talk, CMG (plug)
Ten bricks for yo' advance, you signed to the streets
Urus (skrrt), 'Rari (skrrt), Cutlass (skrrt), Forgi's (yeah)
Kick that lil' bitch out, I caught that hoe tryin' to record me
I done had buddy owe me for a half a brick and been avoidin' me (where he at?)
Drivin' off them xans, fell asleep, damn near destroyed me (damn)
This that gangsta shit that you was missin', you was lovin' (you was lovin')
I still think that I can make a million on Tubman (make a million on Tubman)
Ain't no halfway in it, if you with us, we thuggin' (we thuggin')
I'ma drop the ticket, go and get 'em if you love me (get 'em if you love me)
We ride in them rentals when we spinnin' on yo' buddy (spinnin' on yo' buddy)
I just wanna ball with my niggas where it's sunny (with my niggas where it's sunny)
55 hundred boss niggas gettin' money (55 hunnid)
55 hundred boss niggas gettin' money (55 hunnid)
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3YEvtD0NBLP9fFmvKkrnJN | EST Gee | Ball Forever | Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I done been a foot soldier, general, and a businessman (hey Kith, fuck this niggas up)
Show you how to make a hundred G's bein' a middle man
Unicorn, a street nigga who rap 'bout what he really did
Niggas talk but never slid, can't catch him we get his friend
Niggas wake up smoke and fuck they bitch and play the internet
Telling y'all a different story
We know what it really is
Shame these niggas lame
Live wit' they bitch and don't take care they kids
Hatin' don't even phase me, I was trappin' getting shipments in (nigga I was trappin')
I just got the low from yo' lil' ho, I'm finna send 'em in
My lil' niggas Navy SEALs, I ain't need no label deal
I ain't make no money off my music, I got paper still
Why I can't quit takin' pills?
Ease your mind when makin' kills
Opp' niggas hear my voice and heard that noise
I know it gave 'em chills
Just a coach, you play the field, I motivate the streets for real
Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it
Gang culture started with my bloods
And take the blame for it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blood diamonds on me, I paid pain for it (I paid pain for it)
Cold nights, bowls of ice, don't ask me what I'm payin' for it (payin' for it)
Ask bae, see, if I love you, you can know whatever (know whatever)
I sold my soul back in September, we gon' ball forever
I passed that load out to my niggas, we gon' ball forever
I made a promise not to play if we couldn't ball together
If I quit rap, I still got a whole house I can serve out
I'm the team captain, spinnin' for it, however it turn out
Waterboys hit all y'all whores, sweating this perc' out
I was really tryna get to know her first, but it ain't work out
Riding filthy with a clean blower, send you to the Lord
Devil calling, I don't hit ignore
I'm like what you doing, tryna score?
Just make sure you sure that you wanna do it
Only one of us gone make it out alive to tell the story
If we let you over here with us then you can never switch sides
Fat boy hit a drift slide, out the window lettin' that stick ride
I'ma give 'em all blues for you like we got Crip ties
He knew he was wrong, when I caught on, he tried to dick ride
40 on the opp', we call him Shawn Kemp, uh
Feds pick up my folder, I ain't folding nigga, free Lil' Wem
Rappers can't compare theyself to me if they ain't sold a brick
I hung out windows comfy with that stick, it got a shoulder grip
Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it
Gang culture, started with my Bloods and take the blame for it, uh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blood diamonds on me, I paid pain for it
Cold nights, bowls of ice, don't ask me what I'm payin' for it
Ain't no question, if I love you, you can know whatever
I sold my soul back in September, we gon' ball forever
I passed that load out to my niggas, we gon' ball forever
I made promise not to play if we couldn't ball together (if we can't ball together)
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1oepgVmqyr1UHabo3dEslw | EST Gee | Red Zone | Got myself a wolf
Can't believe I did it
That is insane
Not many people killed wolves this year
I rarely make somethin' less than a brick play
Active in my beef, the reason I ain't drop my mixtape
(FOREVEROLLING)
My lil' brother wake up every day and let his blick spray
Send a Jay to scope out niggas place, that's a trick play
Can't believe you ran and let your mans get hit in his face
Started off a Crip, wait, how he end up Blood?
He kept claiming bodies knowing he ain't shoot his gun
EST name good, I got a snake in evеry hood
Louisville ain't the country, it's the wish-a-nigga woods
Takе it back to we was young, stuffin' reggie in this 'Wood
Before they knew my name, they heard the rumors, I'm a plug
Before I made us gang, they still stepped in the name of love
She know I'm rich and young, grab her hair
Poke out her tongue, I'm finna cum
Look what God made me become
Flip the switch, this clip a drum, it's impossible
Through the red zone
You don't get clout, you speak my brother's name, you get a headstone
Hundred grand on lawyers, pray to God he bring Lil' Man home
My whole life I never met one nigga I'd tell on
Rap don't work, I'm back to wrappin' work, tryna get that mail gone
Servin' through the red zone, purgin' through the red zone
Lurkin' through the red zone, we perfect through the red zone
Surfin' through the red zone, purgin' through the red zone
If you sit back think a lot of shit you say don't add up
Niggas wanted features really, I think that's what they mad for
Outside wit' them yeekis, told lil' bro don't lift his mask up
I can get you slimed out in your hood, I got my bag up
Spiritual link with killers, I get them feelings and they go smash somethin'
I ain't givin' deals no more, for real, I'm tryna tax somethin'
I refresh my Insta', see dead niggas that y'all done gassed up
The general of the generals, they know big bro gon' get that cash up
Desperate for a body, he ain't had a drop he passed up
Mexican tatted bodies, make y'all thotties come harass us
Ain't too many 'round me, but my circle all got bodies
Red zone 'til my head gone, pussy, you don't like it, do somethin' about it
Through the red zone
You don't get clout, you speak my brother's name, you get a headstone
Hundred grand on lawyers, pray to God he bring Lil' Man home
My whole life I never met one nigga I'll tell on
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3JF5uKi0M1RPLnji4QAQMO | EST Gee | 30 Boppa | (FOREVEROLLING)
Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed
I pray every day that EST don't ever snake me
I think every day bout putting yall faces on white tees
I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep
I'ma drop a million on they block before take me
Ahh ahh, let that drac squeeze
Made yo mans a Dolphin, niggas must thought this was fake beef
Who would think the street where you grew up a place you can't be
Shed the light on Louisville gangsta trappers yall should thank me
Niggas couldn't control me I'ma boss it made them hate me
I had dreams of rarris racing quanny on the ten speed
Niggas sell so much dope in they raps and ain't got 10 g's
Niggas shoot so much guns in they raps how they ain't killed me
Est magician team, we turn y'all cows to swiss cheese
Bullets beat the shit out GMC's Michael Bisping
I was selling midget bags for 18 like 6-3's
I was telling 30 take a break he said he can't leave
Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed
I pray every day that EST don't never snake me
I think every day bout putting yall faces on white tees
I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep
I'ma drop a million on they block before take me
Before I left the hood I made sure everybody good
Never question where I stood, If it wasn't no line I drew it
I done flew it, I done grew it, I became I connoisseur
In my section I got pull fuck that talking let's get to it
Say they doing good but could apply some pressure to big Don Juan
Type of nigga can't even send no blicks cause he wear pom poms
Type of niggas pawning all his jewelry nigga can't be serious
Just fast and the furious in the crown spot
10 block with a Curry shot, 30 got his 30 cocked
55 make y'all go into hiding, niggas rapping lies, ain't no flaw in mine
I'm one of a kind I ain't hard to find young street guide me and all my guys on the island
Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed
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3pygdjgdMt04N8R6Mar0wF | EST Gee | Members Only (feat. 42 Dugg) | This is Greedy Money
Dubba-AA flexin'
Lame niggas wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us
Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us
Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em
Fuck the game up, me and my niggas ran a train in it
Why they playing with us? They know EST the big mob
Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwing Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is the sound)
Pill poppin', if I did stop, then I'd miss Quan
55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die
Casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye
I don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die
You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred timеs
He be lying, he ain't outsidе, popping shit on live
Big slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location
Niggas hoes, we gon' tote these poles, fuck probation
Thug nigga, hate them blood niggas, still a Cuz killer
Drug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out
Made my first M with CMG, like, "What you buy now?"
All-white, I rock Off White, bitch, let's talk prices
Bad bitches spend they last with me, ain't never had one
Thirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one
I'm the bad son, Mama say she still love me though
Cameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes
Fuck these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, nigga
How you serving fiends? Bitch, I only sell to rich niggas
Ass-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last nigga
Fast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash shit (Ayy)
Past-tense, I got a driver now, but even he know
I keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, nigga, keep going
Don't throw them birds to me, that McNabb, I'm like T. Owens
Free yours and free mine, Gotti fightin' a body, bitch
I hope you beat it three times—you fail, we gon' keep trying
Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding
Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard
Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all
Bitch, I'm like, "Who raised y'all?" I don't need no days off
I pick up when that pape' call, bitch
Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong (that H strong, woof)
Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long
Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off
Pull off make me wait long, I ain't wait long, I ain't no sitting duck
Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck
If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us (you sacrifice your life)
Niggas in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up
Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up (tighten up)
We gon' get this money, give a fuck 'bout niggas liking us (fuck 'bout niggas liking, yeah)
Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up
You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something
Whipping, all niggas work they wrists like they writing something
I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something (like I'm Mike Vick)
Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy
Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic
Gangster everywhere except my casket
I'm a made man if an opp nigga asking (If a opp nigga asking)
With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, nigga
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6p4D50CAn6NzV6Ej1yaydJ | EST Gee | Young Drug Dealers 2 (feat. Babyface Ray) | Yeah, yeah, yeah
Make it real uncuttable for niggas
Niggas think they can go out and shoot
Niggas can't, though (foreverrolling)
Niggas can't move
Better stand in line
Yeah, big Gee, nigga
And I still walk around the island like the mayor
Bunk, mid, gas, nigga, we got all flavors
Ridin' with an acre in the grass-color food (with that dog)
Served more kicks than Goat and I ain't talkin' 'bout the shoes
Half of 'em gettin' drove, half gettin' flewed
I'm a boss, not a goon, in the loft gettin' chewed
I'm on two M box blues, it ain't noon (perked out)
Sweatin' in the load, grower say that it ain't bloom
You trippin', she sent nudes, but he see me and act cool
I don't lose, I don't tussle
She sucked it, I ain't fuck her, I'ma bet it, I ain't tuckin'
Caught a dancin'-ass nigga out clubbin'
Hit him with a couple, I'm the boss and the muscle, you a bum
Blood said he want a free dub, rockin' crumbs
Signed to the street way before I had the funds
The coldest, I'll show you how to make, yo, shake the buds
Switches on them glizzies, ain't no way that they can run
Real plug, in my label meetings with a gun
Baby girl in love, she just wanna fuck a thug
Young drug dealer with a rap nigga dream
Shirt off, ridin' in a Dawn, smokin' weed
Young drug dealer, just some dog and a dream
Take your shirt off for me, baby, let me see
Real drug dealer, I'm a rap nigga's dream
Young drug dealer, just some raw and some fiends
Young drug dealer, got it all, what you need?
Real plug nigga, I'm a rap nigga's dream
I'm like fuck niggas, stand alone, what you mean? (fuck niggas)
I'm online with the plug, what you need?
On Miami, top speed, nigga, you ain't got these
We get fifty for the thirties, that's why we don't pop these, ayy (naw)
Toss her in the drop, then I made her drop me (bitch)
I told her sit in front, I left the baggage on the scene, fuck it
Diamond HD, you can see it if I tuck it (look)
New Amiri jeans, I just bought 'em just to stuff 'em (look)
I'm at BOA, seat backs garlic butter
Niggas gon' need corona masks for this puppy
Five hundred yams to my mans, he in Kentucky (that's for my man)
I just spent a bag for a bag, Louis luggage (louis)
Nigga, tuck your bitch, it's me and Douglas (hood)
Mansion in the hills, turnin' up, she think she clubbin' (boy)
Hood nigga, I'm on Rodeo still clutchin' (still)
Organized crime in LA, still crunchin', nigga
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5Uw0jdDdNQjgQdqmcnX0zY | EST Gee | ABM | Phew, phew, phew, phew
I know bop heads on spinners, sent your big dog to the, yeah, yeah
I know nine hundred and sixty two reasons why you can't come up East
We condoning chipes, I know this stick gon' sweep him off his feet
(FOREVEROLLING)
EST the streets, they know we get money and kill that beef
All my opps is rappers, ain't on shit, they tryna kill a beat
Geeski known to sever links, you with us or against us?
Burning bridges, niggas in the middle get left in the river
Glizzy with the switches, it take like four seconds to shoot fifty
They refresh they Insta', hope to see me dead or gone to prison
But I'm fresh in all my pictures, icy like December winter
Sliding with my niggas, we don't see our opps and drop the window
We gon' hop out, get 'em, doubt your fastest man outrun this semi
We in parties tripping, please don't walk up asking for no pictures
I turned up the city, all the killers wanna lock in with me
They see bop heads on spinners, sent your big dog to 'spital
Big bro pop them slows and get on bullshit with his chopper
And we gon' shoot regardless, don't get caught out with your mama
And we still throw up Cs for Con Gang, home of the robbers
And niggas know they gambling with they life coming down Poplar
And I drop off that guala, make 'em come knock off your pasta
And all y'all know who shot y'all, tell the opps pick up they partners
And AR with the stocker, shoot it steady when you pop it
It always been 'bout money, always been fuck all outsiders
Anxious opps keep getting hit with shots like it's they B-Day
Surround my self with sharpshooters who don't pass to they teammates
The island where it's violent, act like you don't know where we stay
We back to back in elays, tryna make sure you get cremated
An auction for them bodies, so far, I done bid the highest
I flew out to Cali, met a man with options of exotic
I'm silent and I'm solid, make most 'migos take a liking
We war ready like Vikings, banging two straps like we dykeing
Driving on the highway, it's pounds of exotic by the tire
Yo Gotti came and snatched me out the jungle with the lions
It wasn't too hard to find me, look for the diamonds and choppers
EST the shiners, young niggas who shoot, we Houston Rockets
Big bro pop them slows and get on bullshit with his chopper
And we gon' shoot regardless, don't get caught out with your mama
And we still throw up Cs for Con Gang, home of the robbers
And niggas know they gambling with they life coming down popping
And I drop off that guala, make 'em come knock off your pasta
And all y'all know who shot y'all, tell the opps pick up they partners
And AR with the stocker, shoot it steady when you pop it
It always been 'bout money, always been fuck all outsiders
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