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Lyrics JAY JODY – FREE

JAY JODY – FREE (feat. A-Reece) Lyrics
Chorus: Jay Jody
I guess I’m free baby (I’m free)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me yeah)
Just look at me baby, I’m free
I guess I’m free baby (Free baby)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me, just me)
Revenge is sweet, baby, I’m free (Fee, oh)

Verse 1: Jay Jody
Look, I’m free like buy one and get one more
I’m free like the first live show for your core
Y’all free like I came through to show you support
So let us in my nigga, it’s just me plus four
Feels like we end up with nothin’ when we start gettin’ it all
Feels like it’s better when you mind your own and don’t get involved
Feels like you think that I’m the problem when it’s not gettin’ solvеd
I’m losin’ battles with my demons but I might win the war
I’m losin’ family mеmbers
I’m losin’ faith in the Lord
My niggas movin’ so reckless, they lost respect for the law, yeah
You might change your views
If you could see what we saw
But the social see-saw will never ever be even at all
So free me from the shit my pops never learnt from
Free me from the pain my mother never healed from
Free from from hatin’ on myself ‘cause I ain’t perfect
Free me from thinkin’ I ain’t shit, I don’t deserve it
Abaphantsi, noNkulunkulu bengicela nami ning’phakamise
Abaphantsi, noNkulunkulu bengicela nami ning’jabulise
Freedom fighter, lepara, I’m fightin’ for my legacy
Costs to be the boss but being yourself is really just for free
Chorus: Jay Jody, A-Reece
I guess I’m free baby (I’m free)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me yeah)
Just look at me baby, I’m free
I guess I’m free baby (Free baby)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me, just me)
Revenge is sweet, baby, I’m free (Free, oh)
I guess I’m free baby (Free, yeah)
Is it just me, baby?
Revenge is sweet, baby
Free

Verse 2: A-Reece
They say never take revenge, leave room for the wrath of God
Forgive me I’m sinnin’, my confession’s full of remorse
I was lost in this thing of ours
For the glory after the war
My ambition replaced the blood that was pumpin’ inside the heart
Trapped inside of it all
Didn’t like who I became ‘cause they picked apart who I was and it came at a heavy cost
Blinded by all the stars
Misguided by the allure
The desire to get a standin’ ovation when they applaud
Now I’m free like thoughts I put together in songs
I’m free like Banksy’s art on Palestine walls
It almost seemed like everythin’ is the same as before
But I’m finally free to bring change like Nelson in ’94, yeah
Never too late ‘cause t could’ve been worse
I was immersed in the past and I couldn’t handle the hurt
Had to come to terms with it and bury it under the dirt
This is more like a rebirth, the cure to reversin’ the curse, yeah
Free like the spirit that walks through the narrow door
With a choir of angels ready to get you close to the source
The giver of life
He who created us all
With no shackles on the mind, wrists and ankles anymore
Free
Chorus: Jay Jody
I guess I’m free baby (I’m free)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me yeah)
Just look at me baby, I’m free
I guess I’m free baby (Free baby)
Is it just me, baby? (Just me, just me)
Revenge is sweet, baby, I’m free (Fee, oh)

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Lyrics EST Gee – SLAM DUNK (feat. Young Scooter)

EST Gee – SLAM DUNK (feat. Young Scooter) (Official Audio) Lyrics
EST Gee:
Yeah
My G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in
I don’t come up I go down again
Stand over her I’m throwing it in
Clap back I’m breaking a limb
She like dammit a minute don’t quit (I’m not)
This G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in

Yeah I got a AP just costing a kick
It’s a great day pull out the whips
Who I would go against don’t exists
When we swift I had mine on blicky
It’s my flaw I ain’t afraid to admit
I forgive but I never forget
I don’t pay em to spray em and miss
You get trophies from winning events
Not for talking shit turned off attempts
When we smoke em’ pull up the vent
King died just five em the risk
You don’t ball you still on the bench
So quit speaking on me like a bitch
Like I care ‘bout my hairline getting thin
All my pockets are stuffed with a fist
It’s a side effect whipping this fit
Keep hating it’s helping me win
Watch ya step before you fall in this pit
She keep teasing me licking the tip
Grab her neck and I lift up her chin
That’s enough get you sucked like a tick
Ain’t no way that these lips pay yo rent
Pull my pants up and tuck in my blick
Fire up my filter tip up then it hit

Yeah
My G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in
I don’t come up I go down again
Stand over her I’m throwing it in
Clap back I’m breaking a limb
She like dammit a minute don’t quit (I’m not)
This G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in

Young Scooter:
That G6 just kicked in
I’m geeked up me and my twin
Just jugged a quarter M this week
Next week I’ma do it again
Slam dunk that dope in a pot
You lose a couple grams and spin it again
Getting rich ain’t easy
You gotta lose it all to win
I’m geeked up, I’m geeked up
I come down, pop a half go right up
She geeked up, I told her bring her sister with her
That G6 got me so high, I told her a hunnid dollas a pump
No cap
Kicked her out tried to steal my jewelry
Bitch I’m geeked I ain’t drunk

EST Gee:
Yeah
My G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in
I don’t come up I go down again
Stand over her I’m throwing it in
Clap back I’m breaking a limb
She like dammit a minute don’t quit (I’m not)
This G6 just kicked in
This Perc 10 just kicked in
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Lyrics LVBEL C5 – ,GAZ PEDAL’ ft. AREM OZGUC & ARMAN AYDİN

LVBEL C5 – ,GAZ PEDAL’ ft. AREM OZGUC & ARMAN AYDİN Lyrics
Lvbel C5 baba, Arem, Arman

Kendine gel sen biraz daha
Lvbel C5 baba son gaz virajda
Bazen mahallede bazen de plajda
Kafamı ütüledi, konuşuyo’ silahlar
Lamborghini yemyeşil, içindeki Tatanga
Senin kaldı pil, ben de batarya
Mahalle karışık biraz, kendini atan var
Okyanusa süremeyip kumlara batan var
Salla elindeki zarları
Bense çoktan tanımıştım amcayı
Büyük balığa takıverdim kancayı
Tanıyorum gözlerinden konuşan o kancığı
Anlat masal sen, biz severiz zaten
Yürüyorum taraftara arkamda âlem
Koklamış gülü ve kurumuş zaten
Yokla, bak, cevabı alaca’n, aynen
Koltuklar full, arabada gaz pedal
Oltayı attım, yakaladı like kefal
Sana kötü gelen bana, baba, renk katar
Bakarım, âleme Lvbel C5 fark atar
Sözlerim felaket, resmen poto
Bebek, seninle ben çekmem foto’
Kesilir sesi direkt öterse horoz
Full’ledik otobanı, yandı bu Toros

La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama

Yeah, sevdim seni, canım, görmeden
34-İstanbul, kurtuldum bölgeden
Anında terler daha onu görmeden
Patladı lamba, daha yeni, sönmeden
Chivas & Coca-Cola, pompa, pompa
Suit boss, beş yıldızlı oda
Benim gönlüm yine onda, onda
Yola devam, baba, kalma sonda

La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Yapıştın benim yakama
La-la-la, bebek, la-la-la
Darlama beni, darlama

Da-da-darlama
Da-da-da-da-darlama
Da-da-darlama
Chivas, Coca-Cola; pompa, pompa
Da-da-darlama
Da-da-da-da-darlama
Da-da-darlama
Darlama beni, darlama
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Lyrics MOMS LOUP FT LIL ZED – HASTA LA VISTA

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Lyrics EST Gee – HOTBOYS (feat. Boosie Badazz)

EST Gee – HOTBOYS (feat. Boosie Badazz) (Official Audio) Lyrics
Yeah, I seen niggas cry when someone died they never met
And I left the streets without no debt
Gave my best for last
PTSD from the shit I seen, pop pills, I felt depressed
And I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset
I’m obsessed with getting my people rich
Ask lil’ Mike and Ski
You can ask Rico and E
I 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 barb wire all around our empire, nothing get in between

My brother momma say I’m the reason that he F-E-D
No emotions from a king though, poke my chest out and I lead
I don’t got no time to grieve, I don’t got no time to dream
I’ma still be here in yo time of need even if you decide to leave
Last of a dying breed, y’all never be like me
It’s too much envy and greed
Too much dealers, not enough fiends
I ain’t never had no secret feelings
That’s why I’m the realest
Made my living in the kitchen frying chickens in a skillet
Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it
Only way to fix it, I been peeping shit and keep my distance
Maybe I ain’t tripping, no, I live it
Paint my pictures vivid like you sitting here with me
Not no billions, mind yo business
‘Fore it’s 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 loved by the hotboys
Hope you ain’t getting tired of seeing these cars, I’m buying a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of seeing me shine, I’m going a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of niggas dying, it’s gon’ be a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of it being my time, I did a lot for it
Hope you ain’t getting tired of shit, hope you ain’t getting tired of me
I hope you ain’t getting tired, I hope you ain’t get

It’s Boosie, bitch
I go stupid, bitch, and I hope you niggas ain’t tired, let’s go, nigga
Stepping out with that shit on, nigga, these bitches never get tired, let’s go, nigga
Made the bitch put the tussin’ next on the dick, bitch lick get high
I don’t wanna die young, nigga, so I keep it right on my side
Nigga, you lying, you ain’t even like me, no
If I bite you ain’t even gon’ bite me
Every nigga I roll with, they just do it like Nike
I’m a hustler from the trenches, let me tell ya
Lotta bad bitches, lotta felons
Lotta good weed, lotta weapons
Know you niggas tired of Boosie flexing
I’ll set it off with no question
Make a nigga take them VVSs
My partner gone, dead from the gang
My felon’s momma giving me the blame
Smiling with my charm and my chain
Wilding with my charm and my chain
I ain’t nothing but 5’7, nigga
But I got my fire 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 loved by the hotboys
Hope you ain’t getting tired of seeing these cars, I’m buying a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of seeing me shine, I’m going a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of niggas dying, it’s gon’ be a lot more
Hope you ain’t getting tired of it being my time, I did a lot for it
Hope you ain’t getting tired of shit, hope you ain’t getting tired of me
I hope you ain’t getting tired, I hope you ain’t get

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Lyrics Money Boy Ft. Eko Fresh – Stoppschild 2

Money Boy Ft. Eko Fresh – Stoppschild 2 (Lyric Video) Lyrics

Money Boy:
Remix, das ist der Remix
(Yeah, Kira on the phone!)
Remix, das ist der Remix
Mit Eko Freezy und Mbeezy

Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude, der am Block chillt (Rap)
Fully automatic, yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’
Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude der am Block chillt (Trap)
Fully automatic, yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’ (Trap)

Ich hab’ kein Corona, ich hab’ Heineken
Und ich hab’ Feinde im Netz so wie Spider-Man (Sheesh)
Money Boy zu dissen ist ein Drahtseilakt
Ich bin der Dude, der deine Freundin in der Tat geil fuckt (Whoa)
Hip-Hop-Fans finden mich dope (Dope)
Denn bei mir folgt eine Line nach der anderen wie ein Strichcode
Apropos Strich, Bro (Was?)
Ich hab’ Chicks auf dem Strich, Bro, die das Geld verdienen für mich, whoa (Gang)
Guck, ihr seht hier die Nummer eins, der Pimp-Hustler
Und ich esse Steak mit dem Hummerfleisch und Shrimp Pasta (Sheesh)
Das hier war ein Siebenfach-Rhyme
Ich kauf’ die Nike Air Force 1’s immer siebenfach, Slime (Why?)
Denn ich brauch’ jeden Tag ein Fresh Pair (‘kay)
Ich hab Cash, yeah (Cash)
Ich fick’ deine Freundin Backstage auf dem splash!, yeah (Whoo)
Lamborghini-Truck, selbe Farbe Erdbeere (Whoa)
Ich bin hot, so als ob ich ein Herd wäre (Hot)
Yeah, was ihr macht, das ist Kinderkacke
Guck, wie ich jetzt eine Bad Bitch via Tinder fucke

Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude, der am Block chillt (Rap)
Fully automatic, yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’
Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild (Woah)
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude der am Block chillt (Trap)
Fully automatic (Remix, das ist der Remix), yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’

Eko Fresh:
Manche Leute finden nicht mein Image cool
Ich sag’: “How?” wie Winnetou, erzählt aus meinem Swimmingpool
Frisch aus der Domstadt, jeden Tag Geburtstag
Fragt besser nicht, was für Saft, ihr Hater, ich trink’ O-Saft
Denkst, dich hat ein Pferd gefickt, wenn ich mit dir fertig bin
Alle haben an mich Fragen, doch ein King erklärt sich nicht
Ehrlich, Bitch, leider bist du unter meiner Würde
Dein ganzer Vibe zieht mich bisschen runter, doch ich würde
Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild
Aber wie sie an den Cock will, ist çok wild
Zufrieden, Biatch? Ich bin sowas wie ein Pionier
Mache ‘nen Hunni da, ‘ne halbe Mio hier
Wir sind ‘ne Dynasty wie Hogan und The Iron Sheik
Bei uns alles fine, Diggi, nur Hurensöhne teilen nie
Krasse Hustler geben für ‘nen Livestream ihre ganze Vita
Ich geh’ kurz ins Fernseh’n und sag’: “Hm, das sind so dreizehn Liter”
Ich bin dein Gebieter, mach’ hier grad paar Hits locker
Sowas habt ihr nie geseh’n, sowas machen TikToker

Money Boy:
Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude, der am Block chillt (Rap)
Fully automatic (Remix, das ist der Remix), yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’
Keiner kann mich stoppen, nicht einmal ein Stoppschild (Woah)
Dawgie, ich bin der Dude der am Block chillt (Trap)
Fully automatic, yeah, yeah, pistol packin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Never lackin’, yeah, boy, we really trappin’

Remix, das ist der Remix
Das ist der Remix (Remix)
Mit Eko Freezy und Mbeezy
(Yeah, Kira on the phone!)
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Lyrics Phillbill – Bikossa Ft. Styfler90, Ego & Prido

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Lyrics ZEE – GOD DID ft. EGR

ZEE – GOD DID ft. EGR (DJ Khaled, Jay-Z, Lil Wayne Remix) Lyrics
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Lyrics Klan, Aczino – Kiweed

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Lyrics Twerk – Hozwal x Nio García

Twerk | Hozwal x Nio García (Video Oficial) Lyrics
Se quedó con el canto la diva
Bandida, me miró con cara de atrevida (Twerk, twerk, twerk)
Ella mueve ese culo pa’bajo y pa’rriba (Twerk, twerk, twerk)
Le gusta que la ahorque, la baby es una pervertida
Ella quiere conmigo, con Hozwal la amiga
Tiene un culo cabrón que le genera un par de peso’
Tiene un par de bichote’ y artista’ detrás de eso
Me encanta cómo tú lo mueve’, yo te lo confieso
Yo te daría to’a la noche sin coger receso

Mera, dime, Nio
¿Pa’ qué es esto? ¿Pa’ las babie’ en la disco?
Ya está, ajá
Ey

Ella se mete rola (Ey, ey, ey)
No le da miedo, hasta me carga la pistola (Pa, pa, pa)
Ven, mami, te vo’a hacer las teta’ y la cola (Ah, ah)
Entraron por la isla, los trabajo’ en las yola’
Seguimo’ matando liga como hace Alvarado en NOLA (Pa)
Las glizzy, super freezy el neck (Pa)
Más de cinco DJ check
El palo tiene luce’ LED (Pew, pew, pew)
Si te apunto te doy reset (Tú sabe’)
Toa’ esta’ bitche’ tienen sed
Flexin’, burla’o llego al set
Lambo, esto no e’ un Corvette (Ah)
La muñeca full baguette’ (Ice)

Y dímelo, bro (Ay)
¿No viste a la baby en el show? (No)
Hambriento, las pedí to go (Ah)
Vino con las Gucci y adentro el dope (Ah)
El shooter debajo del coat (Se)
Las prenda’ parecen snow (Pa, pa)
Loca por hacerme un blowjob
Y yo que no digo que no (Yeah)
La shorty es difícil, aunque hace dinero muy fácil
Suena medio crazy, chingamo’ en el medio del traffic
To’ el año estoy busy y ustede’ fallan en lo basic, ah
Como la glopeta, las teta’ las tiene de plástico (Ah)
Fumando dentro ‘e la disco (Wuh)
Estusiasmá’, la nota le explotó
(Fumando dentro ‘e la disco
Estusiasmá’, la nota le explotó)

Se quedó con el canto la diva
Bandida, me miró con cara de atrevida (Twerk, twerk, twerk)
Ella mueve ese culo pa’bajo y pa’rriba (Twerk, twerk, twerk)
Quiere que la ahorque, la baby es una pervertida
Ella quiere conmigo y con Nio la amiga
Tiene un culo cabrón que le genera un par de peso’
Tiene un par de bichote’ y artista’ detrás de eso
Me encanta cómo tú lo mueve’, yo te lo confieso
Yo te daría to’a la noche sin coger receso

Relative
Ey, ey
Hozwal
Nio
El De La Burla
(Flow La Movie for ever)
Indica, Nio
Ey, ey
Goldi
Esto es pa’ cambiar la vuelta de nuevo, jaja
Hozwal, Hozwal
Indica, Relativo
Paw
Esto es SoldOut, cabrón
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