Suspect, wewantwraiths, Ay Huncho – Final Resort Lyrics
Verse 1: Ay Huncho
They know about us cuz’ look at the news incase they want proof
I’ve got nothing to prove
It proves my left hand with this strap it rips through flesh it cut through wounds
I got the moves like MJ them boys can’t say Hunch was put on the news
Anytime my face is on tv they link me with murders I’m getting confused
Hold this wap, let me jump out this whip imma aim at his chest make his heartbeat skip
If they heard about me it’s because of my sticks
And my opps are pussies, this Glock got a dick
Ay, 48 is so thick it don’t fit in my pants
Put his head on the floor imma give him a tear
Who’s bloody on gang imma fuck up his plans
Who’s here for thе story our opps are ?
Verse 2: Suspect
It could be a scam
If you heard that gang wеnt there
Tryna pump and dump
Stepped outta line, online
Now you owe me blood
And you know I get paid upfront
Get paid in full when a opp get slumped
Cah, he know
She know
They know
We know, who really murdered dons
You can go search what I allegedly done
You ain’t drilled nuttin’ but songs
Bad B in the crib, with nuttin’ but thongs
Give nuttin’ but throat, 2 balls on her tongue
2 bells in the dotts, but I just need 1
An opp got chinged outside of his drum
Chorus: wewantwraiths
Put trust in God, can’t trust myself
This brand new Glock, my favorite pole
The amount of lies, I told police
When they came in, try raid my home
When we get stuck it’s gone patrol
Got sticks on deck, I’m comfortable
The beef we have is munchable
My bitch is bad, she keep calling me childish
Broski’s addicted to violence
When he says final resort
It don’t mean no trip to an island
I used to drip in Armani
Now we just drip in Givenchy
Payment link, straight drop at Flannels
Won’t spend no quid on fashion, no
Verse 4: Suspect
Your vest ain’t shit, man cheff up a head
Piece man go dumb, make a opp go dumb
He was talkin’, nuttin’ but violence
Then he got bucked, since then been silence
Find him, bine him, swipe him, knife him
Sav like Abz, love ridin’, glidin’
Find him, bine him, swipe him, knife him
Love that thrill, that shits excitin’
S like Vin with the getaway drivin’
Step 2 chings, left 1 inside him
Who’s on wass, with a AG thug
Gang gang spilt pints of blood
We swing our shanks, and beat our guns
Gang gang put opps in the mud
Free Armed Response, and fuck that judge
And petty violate, Imma hold that grudge
Verse 5: Ay Huncho
Sus you mad if I was the only
Got his brothers, I know he feels lonely
Missing ?, but gotta stay low-key
When I buss case I can visit the broski
Bury the money, I love when they spin
They came for my head, but are still on my skin
They aim at ?
?
Chorus: wewantwraiths
Put trust in God, can’t trust myself
This brand new Glock, my favorite pole
The amount of lies, I told police
When they came in, try raid my home
When we get stuck it’s gone patrol
Got sticks on deck, I’m comfortable
The beef we have is munchable
My bitch is bad, she keep calling me childish
Broski’s addicted to violence
When he says final resort
It don’t mean no trip to an island
I used to drip in Armani
Now we just drip in Givenchy
Payment link, straight drop at Flannels
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SAIN • DEMANDA [Videoclipe Oficial] Letras:
Olho baixo Vz ampla
Eu dou mais um tapa na planta
E acelero na avenida só pra cumprir com a demanda
Tipo um freestyle na Lapa, fliperama e fumaça
Redman no walkman no caminho de casa
E um tênis branco mãe, me sinto um anjo sem asa
Mas ainda boto o microfone em brasa
E nossos nomes pelo mundo
Igual a pixação no muro
Sujeito homem antes do futuro
Sem tempo pra dar tiro no escuro
Há tempos eu não me sinto seguro
E ainda tento manter meu coração puro
É foda mas a guerra faz o mundo girar
Eu tô na janela vendo tudo queimar
Tem que ter pra trocar
Dei umas voltas pelos lados de lá
E o bagulho é sério pelos lados de cá
Nós se defende na intenção de atacar
Seguindo em frente na fé que vai melhorar
Sonhos são tão fáceis de quebrar
Mas ficar de tititi não dá não
Eu ainda tô atrás de um bom lugar
Soraia Ramos – Quero Fugir Letras:
Verso:
Não tá fácil sei que tens alguém
Estamos sempre nesse vai e vem
E já não sei, se nos faz bem
Diz me como resolver a situação
Preciso
Preciso que me dês respostas
Afinal de quem é que tu gostas
Pre:
Tou confusa então
vem yeah
tas tão perto, mas eu não te posso ter yeah
O proibido custa tanto oh baee yeah
Não rasgues o nosso livro
Vamos viver todo esse perigo
E assumir tudo
Refrão :
Quero fugir yeah contigo
Quero fugir yeah contigo
Diz que queres também
Diz que queres também
Diz que queres também
2verso :
Será que tudo isso é em vão
Eu não sei como
o teu corpo
me prende
Eu só quero te amar
Olha-me e diz se acabou
Pre:
Então vem yeah
Tas tão perto, mas eu não te posso ter yeah
O proibido custa tanto oh bae yeah
Não rasgues o nosso livro
Vamos viver todo esse perigo
E assumir tudo
Refrão :
Quero fugir yeah contigo
Quero fugir yeah contigo
Diz que queres também
Diz que queres também
Diz que queres também
Bridge :
Até quando que isso vai durar
Até quando que isso vai durar
Até quando que isso vai durar
Até quando que isso vai durar
Isso vai durar até quando
Isso vai durar até quando
Isso vai durar até quando
Até quando
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Sierra Ferrell – Coat Of Many Colors (Official Audio) Lyrics
that someone gave us
And how my mama put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors, every piece was small
And I didn’t have a coat and it was way down in the fall
Mama sewed the rags together, sewing every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of
Well mama sewed, she told a story from the Bible she had read
About a coat of many colors, Joseph wore and then she said
I hope this coat will bring you good luck and happiness
And I just couldn’t wait to wear it and momma blessed it with a kiss
My coat of many colors that my mama made for me
Made only from rags but I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money, I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me
So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors, I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing and making fun of me
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me
But they didn’t understand it, for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mama sewed in every stitch
And I told them all the story mama told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes
But they didn’t understand it and I tried to make them see
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money, but I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me
Made just for me
SoFaygo – F A POST [Official Video] Lyrics
Aye Woods, light that shit up
I don’t even be on the IG like that
Man I don’t even be on no salt
I just been getting my money up, money up
I’m doing just what I’m supposed to
Boy, fuck a post
In all white I’m a pope
If you think it’s a joke
I can’t leave you no hope
I can’t leave you no hope
Drinking mimosa, on the coast
I’m in my bag, don’t mean to boast
Shawty wanna ride on me like a boat
We can get high as fuck like a note
Straight off the mind, I never wrote
You had a chance to shine and you choked
You had a chance to get money, you broke
You not my slime, you not my bro
You not my kind, niggas be hoes
Niggas be switching, niggas be foe
Got a new coat, it’s fur for the cold
Got a new swag cuz they biting my old
I don’t wanna talk about nothing, leave me alone
I’m not romantic, I’m not Trey Songz
Soon as I’m up, put my niggas on
I could give two fucks, but I’m in my zone
Huh, tell me I’m wrong
New designer, this is not no Garçon
Hit the store tell them Balenci me down
So tired of these fakes, they steady capping me down
How much he get paid? I cannot say the amount
I don’t even be on the IG like that
Man I don’t even be on no salt
I just been getting my money up, money up
I’m doing just what I’m supposed to
Boy, fuck a post
In all white I’m a pope
If you think it’s a joke
I can’t leave you no hope
I can’t leave you no hope
Symba – Hell Of A Feeling (Feat. LaRussell) [Official Music Video] Lyrics
Intro: Symba
Yeah
(Honorable)
I’m at the Four Seasons with five different ethnicities
They all bad
This is one hell of a feeling
This is one hell of a feeling
This is one hell of a feeling
Verse 1: Symba
Last night, my girl went through my iPhone
She was talkin’ crazy to some chick I had my eye on
She found out what happened in the car right after Carbone
But she know she can’t leave me ‘cause she’ll do worse if she move on
My crib look like a group home
A bunch of Winnie Harlows runnin’ ‘round, they all two-tone
Twerkin’ on they live inside the pool, no bathing suit on
I come from the trenches
But now I’m in Hawaii goin’ up with all my real ones
Chorus: Symba
This is one hell of a feeling
This is one hell of a feeling
Somewhere with a famous chick countin’ up a million
This is one hell of a feeling
Look at how I’m out here livin’
I come from humble beginnings
Car got stars, in the crib thankin’ God
That He got me out here winnin’
This is one hell of a feeling
Verse 2: Symba
I used to go to Krogers and pay for women to drink
And now I take the girls you dream about out to eat
I’m buyin’ modern china and payin’ off the police
I’m tryna bring Wokcano and Nobu to Walnut Creek
I guess I’m rich enough for my exes to finally fight for me
This money made ‘em all find out why I wasn’t wifin’ ‘em
Cheatin’ while you broke, that’s when they gon’ call you triflin’
But when you get rich, they expect it, so it’s alright with them
Shh, I’m no longer dodgin’ 12
I’m probably courtside or backstage with David Chappelle
Takin’ shots with Elon Musk, just posted bail
I caught a DUI while checkin’ my ticket sales
Aden eatin’ quail and Hayley buyin’ Chanel
My mama in Vallejo, this year, it’s Beverly Hills
That 580 Benz got friends lookin’ in mirrors
I promise this the beginning, I’m winnin’, man
Chorus: Symba & LaRussell
This is one hell of a feeling
This is one hell of a feeling
Somewhere with a famous chick countin’ up a million
This is one hell of a feeling
Look at how I’m out here livin’
I come from humble beginnings
Car got stars, in the crib thankin’ God
That He got me out here winnin’ (Classic)
This is one hell of a feeling
Verse 3: LaRussell
Oh, what a feeling it’s gon’ be to have some clarity
People actin’ funny, turn your drama to a parody
I done got accustomed to the perks of my celebrity
****, you know my name, I don’t argue with security
Infidelity lead her to question if she’s dead to me
Lyin’ to your face, my breath reek of insincerity
Underneath my cape, it’s no six-pack, just insecurity
In the public eye, a happy guy that’s full of purity
Mostly just obscurity, crazy ‘cause I share a lot
I be movin’ careless which is crazy ‘cause I care a lot
I’m more revenant than Heaven-sent, I had to bear a lot
Followed rainbows, found gold and chose to share the pot
I know I’m no wicked man, I be feelin’ wicked though
Native to the greed and lust, from the tribe of pick-a-ho
Some take your internal growth and look at it as disrespect
No strings attached, we soundin’ great ‘til it’s a disconnect
Chorus: Symba & LaRussell
This is one hell of a feeling (Haha)
This is one hell of a feeling
Somewhere with a famous chick countin’ up a million
This is one hell of a feeling
Look at how I’m out here livin’
I come from humble beginnings
Car got stars, in the crib thankin’ God
That He got me out here winnin’
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Silky ft. DMC – F U (Official Music Video) Lyrics
[Sample]
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
And nobody will treat you, yeah treat you like I do
Whenever you’re near me, I’m truly madly ready
So let me love you, yeah love you like I do
Nobody will love you, love you
Nobody will treat you, love you
Nobody will love you, love you
Nobody will love you, love you
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
[Chorus]
Fuck you, all I ever did was love you
Acting like anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
All I ever did was love you
Acting likе anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still, cause I still
[Verse 1]
Babе don’t make a sound
2 AM love, gotta keep it down
Whisper my name, stop saying it loud
Fuck all the games, I ain’t playing around
So fuck what your ex drive
Got a blacked out X5
Drop-top M4 X-Drive
Come live your best life
Fuck all the talking, go and get the wet wipes
Got everyone’s nose in my business
Cause I supply them sniff heads
Rule number one, never be a witness
Red lip gloss, strawberry kisses
I’m a rapper but I still do bits
Still land trolleys full of bricks
Yeah you look good with that filler in your lips
But you got a bigger mouth than your tits
[Sample]
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
Love you like I do, love you like I do
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
Love you like I do, love you like I do
[Verse 2]
Yeah I’ll hold your hand in public
But I pull your hair in private
Sixty nine reasons to love me
Hold the back of your head while I’m driving
Class A drug importer
Told your dad it’d be hid from his daughter
How the fuck do you think I afford ya?
How you think that I bought what I bought ya?
Showing me her new Botox
But I think you look better with your clothes off
Won’t tell no one what goes on
Top shelf, ten-ten, fuck it blows your nose off
I went from a crook to an artist
I get gigs by talking the hardest
Blonde thing calling me heartless
It ain’t that babe, nah it’s cause you like Smartwhips
[Chorus]
Fuck you, all I ever did was love you
Acting like anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
All I ever did was love you
Acting like anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still, cause I still
Fuck you, all I ever did was love you
Acting like anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
All I ever did was love you
Acting like anyone can touch you
Now I can’t trust you cause I still, cause I still
[Sample]
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
Love you like I do, love you like I do
Nobody will love you, yeah love you like I do
Love you like I do, love you like I do
Szpaku – CRAZY FROG feat. Waima (prod. Kubi Producent) Lyrics
Intro: Szpaku
“Ile grozi za dziesionę?” – googlowałem wtedy z ziomem
Czasy szalone jak ta żaba na motorze
Przejście: Szpaku
Na szyi AOL, a nie mam nic do stracenia
Bałem się, że jak w tej grze już nie zobaczę nigdy nieba
Pomysłów jak uciec mi braknie, dzień w dzień palę tą ganję
Zwątpiłem w Boga, a właśnie wyglądam, jakbym się tu modlił nad wiadrem
Refren: Szpaku
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiesz jak – tak samo
Wszystko tak samo, nie chcę żyć już tak samo
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiеsz jak – tak samo
Wszystko tak samo, nie chcę żyć już tak samo
Zwrotka 1: Szpaku
Chciałem pieniędzy, alе nie z pracy, chciałem widoków, ale nie takich
W bloku, gdzie kiedy pisałem te tracki, to w grzejnik pukały sąsiadki
Łysa głowa i z ulicy moda, to styl osiedlowy
Halo, Mercedes (tak, słucham?), to słuchaj, bo tak to się robi
To nie “The Last of Us”, a był wszędzie grzyb
Tu, gdzie budzik mnie nie budził, tylko puszki klik
Gdyby ból nie zabijał, to Jiraiya by żył
Odkleiło mnie na parę chwil i dziwię się, że stoję tu dziś
Polskiej scenie dałem więcej niż chwilę…
I nadal jest w tyle
Sztylet wbiłeś w moje serce
Wszystko kapie na piosenkę
Mówią do mnie: “Szpaku, weź te trendy goń
Bo spadają Ci zasięgi, zaraz znikniesz stąd”
A ja zakochany w drodze pod prąd, samotny kowboj
Galopuję, patrząc jak sprzedają godność
Przejście: Szpaku
Tu im większy dureń, ten Wam bardziej imponuje
Co nie potrafi nic, ale wszystkiego próbuje
Nie obchodzi mnie, kto aktualnie ma zjebany PR
Bo jak widzę, co lubicie, to opinię tą omijam, see ya
Refren: Szpaku, Szpaku & Waima
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiesz jak – tak samo
Wszystko tak samo, nie chcę żyć już tak samo
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiesz jak – tak samo
Wszystko tak samo, nie chcę żyć już tak samo
Zwrotka 2: Waima
Intencje tripów miałem wtedy inne
Brak alternatyw – musiałem w to wejść
Smak tych relacji przypomina Tinder
Zanim zrobię jej swipe, przyjdzie dać mi fun, wyjdzie mokra jak deszcz (o, woo)
Zrobiłem się crazy jak ta żaba na motorze
Potrzebuję tego tempa, tak jak wody płaz
Wznoszę swoje ręce do góry, o Boże
Proszę nie pozwól mi znów spaść
Typy, co nie znają mnie w ogóle
Znowu przysięgają, że mnie pamiętają
Nie przeszkadzaj, bo ewoluuję
By tym razem nie skończyło się tak samo
Jak wtedy, co dałem serce na dłoni
Jak wtedy, co myślałem, że to idol
Jak widzę, ile się rozpada rodzin
To żałuję, że od swojej tak późno przyjąłem miłość
Przejście: Waima
Ta gra jest dla mnie i ją wygram, nie zawiodę, mamo
Chociaż nawet jakbym przegrał i bym zaczął od początku, to i tak bym pewnie skończył ją tak samo
Refren: Szpaku
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiesz jak – tak samo
Wszystko tak samo, nie chcę żyć już tak samo
Chciałeś dobrze, wyszło źle – miałem tak samo
Na cały rok masz jeden dres – miałem tak samo
Tu każdy dzień wygląda, wiesz jak – tak samo
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SXMPRA – COWBELL WARRIORS! (ft. Ski Mask The Slump God) Lyrics
You know it’s schema boys to the motherfucking grave, bitch
SXMPRA stay the same, and you know I never take shit
I don’t talk about it, I just spit and let the bass hit
You don’t really wanna be the one to have to run up, turn and face it
Pussy motherfucker really wanna be the one to pull up on a brother
Wait a minute, better stand back
I’ma be the one to get a motherfucker jumpin’ to the bass, let it rip so quick, who dat?
Do it alone, now gimme the bone, I’m takin’ ‘em on
When I pop off, let ‘em fall flat
Let a- let a man swang with a baseball bat
I don’t need that, motherfucker who mad?
Comin’ from the underground, ain’t losin’ the sound
I’m tryna make my brothers proud, you know I’m doin’ it now
These other rappers can’t compete, they fuckin’ hate when they down
I came from nothin’, now they just can’t keep my name out they mouth
They don’t really fuck with the ones like us
And they gon’ see us as a threat till’ we overcome
We tell ‘em: Boy you out of luck
‘Cause the the clock has struck
And we gon’ come to take the throne
Man, yo’ time is up
They don’t really fuck with the ones like us
And they gon’ see us as a threat till’ we overcome
We tell ‘em: Boy you out of luck
‘Cause the the clock has struck
And we gon’ come to take the throne
Man, yo’ time is up
They don’t really fuck with the ones like us
I don’t really fuck with the ones like them
Put ‘em in a grave, bitch, eat my dust
Never gonna get away, bitch, where’s my pen?
Writing down these lyrics, I’m igniting the paper
I guess it’s safer to type ‘em, I got the gods in my favor
‘Cause I’m a cowbell warrior, boy we ain’t the same
You ain’t spit the shit like this, I guess I drive ‘em insane, aye!
Wait a minute, motherfucker really wanna buck up with a brother
Gotta put ‘em in the gutter with the other motherfucker that tried to test my team
I guess I need to let ‘em free
I’ma be what I’ve been, stay the same until I d-i-e
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