- Mouraine
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Mouraine
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
Young nigga on the come up (Ayy)
Thought that I was on
Hold up, wait up for the summer
Weezy F baby, I’m the number one stunner (Stunner)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, ayy - 1: Mouraine
- Rain, muthafucka, grab an umbrella
- You ain’t heard about me, but the name rings thunder
- I’m going all in, bitch, started last summer
- Guess it’s only right I coach the team to Coachella
- Got money, I’m stackin’, done with all the arguin’
- I don’t speak numbers, let Rebs do the bargainin’
- Fuck all of the stats that you averagin’
- I ball hard, I barely miss
- Came a long for some Africans
- Still tryna cash a cheque from UNICEF
- See me, I ain’t new to this, new to this (Ayy)
- Look, yo, I’m that lil nigga, but to you that’s “Big homie”
- They don’t take shots, I had to pull out the goalie
- Nowadays I’m on, I made it hard to ignore me
- Bitches all adore me, mentality like Kobe
- All my young soldiers salute like I’m Kony
- Guess I’m the bad guy in the end of the story, ah (Woo)
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Mouraine
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
Young nigga on the come up (Ayy)
Thought that I was on
Hold up, wait up for the summer
Weezy F baby, I’m the number one stunner (Stunner) - 2: WESTSIDE BOOGIE
- Made it through the thunderstorms
- I don’t care about the rain
- ‘Cause shit, I’m used to being poor
- Even days when I was sore
- Said, “Fuck it,” let it run its course
- You should be afraid ‘cause I ain’t even hit my final form
- Even hit– (Oh shit)
- ?, what you on my dick for?
- You call me unannounced, I gotta hit you with the ignore
- Got-Got-Gotta learn to be fearless so I’on’t know what a limit is
- Tappin’ in to the spirits, so now the power’s unlimited, uh
- Please don’t tell me about no shit that ain’t relevant, uh
- As far as pressure, that’s when I’m right in my element, uh
- They sell you tickets from all these stars that I wrestle with
- Gotta know ain’t no settling, uh
- If you ain’t guess, bitch, I’ma, bitch, I’ma
- Yeah, yeah, bitch, I’m a big dawg
- Had to use my cards to scratch the surface, uh
- Big fog, had to clear it all to see my purpose, uh
- Bitch, no recording while you round me, make me nervous
- You don’t know that I got enemies that’s lurking
- Either way, bitch, I’m the, I’m the, I’m the one they call
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Mouraine
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
Young nigga on the come up (Ayy)
Thought that I was on
Hold up, wait up for the summer
Weezy F baby, I’m the number one stunner (Stunner)
Haha, yeah, yeah - 3: Mouraine
- Big Mo, that’s rain, just tryna sustain
- Impact on the game, that’s a big stain
- Master ceremonies like I’m sensei
- Told them I’m the one, they said that’s insane
- Tell me, who the ones that’s tryna maintain?
- Definitely not this gang (Nah)
- I met your girl, yeah, she smart, she got good brain
- Fuck I’m saying? I’m the tutor, I kick good game
- City died, it’s mine, it’s for the takin’
- These niggas pump fakin’
- Talking to the pigs, they some bacon
- Speaking of the pigs, fuck your reconciliation
- I don’t got the time for the hands to get shakin’ (No)
- Mm, look, that’s a closed case
- Shit’s a marathon, it’s not a race
- And she get jiggy to the bass
- Thought she was Jamaican, dawg, the way she move her waist
- I hit a home-run, nigga, fuck a first base
- And she was saying it’s a hot girl summer
- Took her best friend from her
- What shame, that’s a bummer (It’s what I do)
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Mouraine
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
I’m the one that’s big dawg
All I speak is big talk
You ain’t got this typa sauce
I’m the big dawg
Young nigga on the come up (Ayy)
Thought that I was on
Hold up, wait up for the summer
Weezy F baby, I’m the number one stunner (Stunner)
Genie Midas – Trop Belle Lyrics
Genie Midas
Trop belle
Mon ange
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
( 1)
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop fly, personne peut t’couper les ailes
Pour toi, j’déterre mon trésor, j’vais chercher ma pelle
Les autres femmes sont finis, j’lai fous toutes dans la poubelle
Ouais, ouais, t’es trop belle, tu peux t’en péter les bretelles
Avec toi, j’retrouve mon chemin, comme Hansel & Gretel
Tu donnes du gout a ma vie, un peu comme du sel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, pour vrai, tu goutes le miel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
( 2)
Bébé, t’es trop belle, j’suis ta Bête, toi, t’es Belle
Beauté, prix Nobel, t’es fly comme une hirondelle
Sans blague, top modèle, l’amour c’est cruel
Les autres sont jalouses, j’men fou de c’qui diront d’elle
Souper aux chandelles, lingerie en dentelle
Tout est confidentiel, rien d’accidentel
Tu prends l’monopole d’mon cœur, ouais, t’es un vrai cartel
Tu fais tourner ma tête, un peu comme un carrousel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Trop belle…
Trop belle…
Trop belle…
TROP BELLE!
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
Bébé, t’es trop belle, un ange tombé du ciel
NoLuvSouljah – Can't Relate Pt. 2 Lyrics
NoLuvSouljah
Can’t relate part two, and these niggas still hating
But you know I can’t relate, ‘cause I’m not down for the faking
I’m just trying to see my niggas win, we trying to blow up
They just want to see me down, and I’m just trying to go up
Nigga say he wanted problems, but he didn’t show up
Nut I ain’t trying to beef no more, I’m trying to grow up
And my niggas riding with the pistols, yeah, they go nuts
Niggas talking down on me, and I’m just like, so what?
And it’s LDE for sure, you rocking with BCO
And you know it’s TeamGT, you fucking with G4C
Been through a lot of shit that you just wouldn’t believe
Shawty, she was bad for me like Adam and Eve
Keep my energy low, man, I don’t want them to notice me
I know that I’m the chosen one, I don’t want them approaching me
And my niggas, they gon’ roll with me, that bitch, shе gon’ go for me
Say the right things, now your bitch putting on a show for me
Lot of my pеople, yeah, they turned on me
But it don’t matter, used to being by my lonely
Fuck your friendship, I don’t want to be your homie
I’m just focused on the dough, ‘cause my goal is the cheese
Lot of bloodshed just to be here right now
Young nigga, but I’m trying to stack a hundred thou’
And these niggas hating on me, I’m just like, how?
‘Cause I want everyone to win, we gon’ shine now
They just want to lose, but that ain’t on me, bitch
Feel like John Cena, ‘cause these niggas ain’t see shit
Rocking your bitch ocean, and I got that bitch seasick
Everyday I be on my TeamGT shit
Finna run it back, this that G4C shit
Grinding hard as fuck, so I barely get sleep, bitch
And my niggas wild as fuck, they might get to creeping
Realest in this shit, and it ain’t no secret
Dreaming about death, man, this shit be getting ominous
Wondering if my death is right around the corner, man
And I’m different from these niggas, I’m better
And I’m an alien to them like I came from ‘cross the border, man
Sometimes I be wiling out like I was a Florida man
Bitch, I am the drill sergeant, get these niggas in order, man
And I got a old soul like I was an older man
$ubZero, so you know I’m really colder, man
Bitch, I’m finna go hard in this shit until the day I fucking die
They just want to see me down, they don’t want to see me alive
Had to hustle for this shit, just to be up in this spot
Niggas thinking they can be like me, really, you cannot
I done sacrificed a lot, and I done gave it all I got
But I’m still taking L’s, bitch, we all living in Hell
And it’s still free my cousin, yeah, right up out that cell
Got to provide for my people, no, I cannot go to jail
Villa 18 – Fake friends Lyrics
ELLOS HABLAN DE MIIII
LO QUE NO PUEDEN VEEER
ESTOO SIEMPREE ES ASII
YEEE FUCK FAKE FRIENDS
ELLOS HABLAN DE MIIII
LO QUE NO PUEDEN VEEER
ESTOO SIEMPREE ES ASII
YEEE FUCK FAKE FRIENDS
A veces desearía matarme te lo juro hermano y no es por la vida es por ser un ser humano
En un mundo sin valores
Sin códigos ni honores
Cuida tu jardín irán a pisarte las flores
Amigos doble cara se venden por faldas
Abrazan de frente
Apuñalan por la espalda
Si ser falso es normal
Siempre seré diferente
Prefiero que me maten
A ser como esta gente
La cosa es seria
Existе una epidemia
De gеnte toxica que
busca tu miseria
Pisan tu casa
Comen tu comida
Humildes en la entrada
Traidores en la salida
Pocos me llaman pa pasear de noche
Sería diferente si tuviera un coche
Rodeado de mujeres si tuviera un porsche
Rodeado de colegas si me fuera el derroche
Si fallan no hay excusas
Lengua largas bocas sucias
En las malas te denuncian
Ve con calma ten astusia
Seas quien seas aunque te muestren respeto
Desconfia, analiza con detalle a cada sujeto
Cuidado con aquellos
Que parezcan perfectos
Ocultan los mas grandes y oscuros defectos
EN VIGILIA PRIMO PERMANECE ATENTO
CADA CERDO TIENE SU SAN MARTIN
TENDRAS TU MOMENTO
ELLOS HABLAN DE MIIII
LO QUE NO PUEDEN VEEER
ESTOO SIEMPREE ES ASII
YEEE FUCK FAKE FRIENDS
ELLOS HABLAN DE MIIII
LO QUE NO PUEDEN VEEER
ESTOO SIEMPREE ES ASII
YEEE FUCK FAKE FRIENDS
E SIDO TESTIGO EN ESTOS CALLEJONES
UNA CIUDAD LLENA DE TRAICIONES
SOBRAN LAS PALABRAS
HABLAN LAS ACCIONES
OBSERVO TU MIRADA
VEO TUS INTENCIONES
MUCHO BLA BLA BLA
BUFONES DE BARRIO
IGNORO LAS PALBRAS
TAMBIEN COMENTARIOS
MANTENLO CALLADO
COMO HACEN LOS SABIOS
CON INTERESES BAJO
SECRETOS DE SUMARIO
LA CALLES DE MI CIUDAD
IMPARTEN MASTERCLASS
DE COMO HACER CASH
DE FORMA ILEGAL
AQUI NO HAY MAMA
AQUI NO HAY PAPA
SOLO UN PAR DE WEBO
PARA MATAR POR TU PAN
phreshboyswag – finding alison Lyrics
phreshboyswag
Why are you dressed like that?
Because Spencer, I’m too depressed for the zipper, alright?
Get over it
I told her that my dick was hard, so she grabbed it
Phreshboy motion, I’m on another planet
Toxins, yeah, they’re causing brain damage
I’m going nowhere, I don’t know what the plan is
And I fucked a bad bitch, her name’s Janice
And she was bouncing on my dick just like a rabbit
Yeah, she was bouncing on my dick like a bunny
I got fur all on my belt and all on my jacket
It’s cold outside, so I gave that bitch my jacket
Phreshboy sexy, yeah, I’m a bitch magnet
There’s too much stress in my life that I can’t manage
So I’m doing all these drugs, so I can manage
Blowing up, blowing up just like a cannon
Blowing up, so they scared of me like phantom
They never used to see me just like a phantom
Yeah, I’m up now, never in a famine
Took her to the hotel, it’s her body I examine
Good Eats with me, yeah, I’m eating salmon
1c34 till I die, bitch
She saw my outfit, she said that I’m handsome
I should’ve wore something more, really, like
Does this dress look slutty to you?
Not really, the sluttier the better
Kordtree – tLoco de Amor Reyna Lyrics
Kordtree
Y el amor que tengo en mi mente, que me mata constantemente
Loco estoy solo de mi mente, la medicine ya no es eficiente
Esos giles que lo entienden mal, yo no pienso ni tampoco hablar
La atención no les voy a dar, no les pienso ni regalar
Voces aunque te destroce, odio a los posers
Infeccion de toses, por esos los rosеs
Qiles se descosеn, mureren a las doce
Саша Скул (Sasha Skul) – Будь (Be) Lyrics
Саша Скул (Sasha Skul)
Ту-ру-ру-туу…
Саша Скул, Лаки и Зерно…
Скинь деньги на это говно…
Раз-раз…
Три-четыре…
1
Кому сколько дано, с того столько спросят
Жизнь просеет, как через сито просо
Так просто, как спиртик в “Экстра-ситро”
Искать ответ на вопросы
С убитым порошком носом
Пердеть подмышкой с ладошкой
Стараться не попасть впросак
Быть взрослым понарошку
Выяснять, кто же тут дурак
Кинуть того, кто тебе верил
И назвать “Простак”
И спутать окно с дверью
Не растерять веру
Не обижать маму
Не гневить отца
И намотать на конца
А там доступных слегонца
И если есть чё сказать, то посылай мне гонца
А я возьму три хлебца
Рыбки и налью винца
Не пытаю чувства вины, наверное:
Не мы последние, не мы первые
Оплодотворившая яйцеклетку сперма
Братух, пожалей свои нервы
Братух, не вставляй хмурый в вену
Там есть ещё чё поделать
И рано себя хоронить, подельник
С пятницы по понедельник
Если ты не бездельник
Не будит будильник
Я не буду брать с незнакомых мобильник
Закон для лохов стабильно
Пустая голова, погоны и табельное
Грабь смелее награбленное
Или вороши чужое бельё
Истлеет тело и по ветру разлетится тряпье
Цепляет репейником
Всё, что делал ты злое, бро
Нахуя тебе нужно такое?
Мы можем быть лучше, готов поспорить (х4)
Человеком будь, а не блядью
Слово тоже может поранить
Мойрам пора перерезать плетеную нить
Здесь не все вещи, не всё можно купить
Человеком будь, а не блядью
Слово тоже может поранить
Мойрам пора перерезать плетеную нить
Здесь не все вещи, не всё можно купить
2
Даже если ты совсем отбитый пидор
Твой покровитель – Сатурн или Юпитер
Читаешь гороскоп или между строк –
Не разберёшь и через телескоп
Ты гордый человек или отправлен в сток
И какой скелет спрятал в носок
Мы всё больше – перегной или говна кусок
И неизвестно, взойдёт ли на нём цветок
Или целый лесок
Есть маза на диски или на кусок (х4)
Человеком будь, а не блядью
Слово тоже может поранить
Мойрам пора перерезать плетеную нить
Здесь не все вещи, не всё можно купить
Человеком будь, а не блядью
Слово тоже может поранить
Мойрам пора перерезать плетеную нить
Здесь не все вещи, не всё можно купить
kimura (kimura44) – lie Lyrics
kimura (kimura44)
Текст песни «lie»
Интро
clvr
Я заполоню всё в поисках правды
Я только и лишь нахожу ложь
Я снова не хочу искать этот телефон, но
Ты развела меня на этот внутренний сон, но
Прости меня, я не могу больше жить
Из глаз моих слёзы, это напоминает жизнь
Но я потерял кошелёк
Из двух дорог я не нахожу итог
Куда в итоге пришёл?
Со мной никого, я опять одинок
И снова все чувства в замок
В моей руке косячок, в моём носу порошок
Я уверен, что всё пройдет, но
Я заполоню всё в поисках правды
Я только и лишь нахожу ложь
Я снова не хочу искать этот телефон
Ты развела меня на этот внутренний сон
JuJuBeam 5500 – We The Ones Lyrics
JuJuBeam 5500
Bah, bah, bah
Sk-huh, sk-huh
AB line’em up
Hook
We the ones running up the guap
We the ones sliding on your block, leaving your shit mobbed (boom, boom)
We the ones fucking on your thots
We the ones they call when it’s time to load up dem Glocks
Like, who is you nigga?
Better pick a side nigga, better not choose the wrong side nigga, homicide nigga
That’s how niggas get send to the sky nigga
In the party bussin of the pill, we throwing up dem Y’s
Bet not tweak with one of my ? cuz they the one gone slide
How you gone ?, then take your ass back out the state
Me ‘n’ foe’nem gone catch your ass, then cook your ass like steak
And fuck the opps, bitch we straight
Ain’t beefing bout no money we got food up on our plate
Running through these hunnids, hunnids bussin’ out the safe
Fuckin’ on your little bae, ?dick up on her face
Pass her to the gang, issa score
Pass her to the gang, we be ? little hoe
And I ain’t got no love for hoe, I love money, yeah I’m the GOAT
Hook
We the ones running up the guap
We the ones sliding on your block, leaving your shit mobbed (braah
We the ones fucking on your thots
We the ones they call when it’s time to load up dem Glocks (Skrt)
Like, who is you nigga?
Better pick a side nigga, better not choose the wrong side nigga, homicide nigga
That’s how niggas get send to the sky nigga
Sunshine Christo – 9 milly Lyrics
Sunshine Christo
No one likes you, yeah, I know that shit hurts
Nine milly, strapped up, take you off this Earth
Feel like Elon, I can bring you up to space
You aren’t coming down, ‘cause you are a lost case
Maxii
Smash your bitch in the face, cracks are showing like a vase
She got that heroin gaze, for the H she’s a slave
Sell that girl like a cake, yeah, XD, but it’s not a happy day, yeah
Maxii
No one likes you, yeah, I know that shit hurts
Nine milly, strapped up, take you off this fucking Earth
Feeling like Elon, I can bring you up to space
You are not coming down, ‘cause you are a lost case
Smash your bitch in the face, cracks arе showing like a vase
She got that hеroin gaze, for the H she’s a slave
Sell that girl like a cake, XD, but it’s not a happy day
How much more can you take, turn shit up like I’m BLAKE
Not friends, I’m a snake, turn around and meet your fate
Today is a bloody day, not the kind you want to play
Not the kind I want to stay, time to let the beat decay
From the depths, I shall rise again
No one likes you, yeah, I know that shit hurts
Nine milly, strapped up, take you off this Earth
Feel like Elon, I can bring you up to space
You aren’t coming down, ‘cause you are a lost case
No one likes you, yeah, I know that shit hurts
Nine milly, strapped up, take you off this Earth
Feel like Elon, I can bring you up to space
You aren’t coming down, ‘cause you are a lost case
