Rick Ross Longtime Manager Black Bo Is Dead

The world ,the label ..,shit EVERYBODY knows I’m a mess. It still doesn’t seem real.. Those things are synonymous with your name. “I know my dog Black would’ve loved to be here. Absolutely None of us have to try to think of the selflessness the genuine compassion and absolute loyalty for your friends you demonstrated daily.. But I️ could take 14 forevers and still never find the words that illustrate how much we love you. I’m wondering if I’ll ever need it again .. no sir, because those things are synonymous with your face. it can’t be real! try to combat the sadness of this new reality with the indelible memories u gave us. Your wisdom , composure an ear to listen a shoulder to cry on all things we foolishly tend to take for granted. Those things… synonymous wit the very thought of you comrade. I’m flawed I’m flawed I’m flawed and maybe I️ don’t even belong. It still doesn’t seem real.. “This is an extremely sexy party,” he told the crowd, XXL reported. I️ Love u OG .. RELATED: Rick Ross Put On Blast By Baby Mama While She Supports Birdman
“As the tears begin to chase each other down my face,” Wale wrote on IG. The Maybach Music Group chief confirmed the news of his manager’s passing during an appearance in Miami on Friday (November 8, 2017) night. How much I️ love you .how much I️ need you. Those things are synonymous with your name.”
My prayers go out to my brother @richforever and the rest of the family 💔 I know this one hurt 🙏🏼 I'm really hurt, shed a tear for u brother! #restinpeaceblack #foreverchinx #mmg #cokeboys
A post shared by French Montana (@frenchmontana) on Dec 8, 2017 at 11:04pm PST
As the tears begin to chase each other down my face .. The pain the sorrow the mourning is inevitable. it can’t be real! At this very moment I’m writing off instinct. Rick Ross confirmed that his longtime manager, Black Bo, is dead. Come on let me rap for my dog Black one time.” Rozay was performing at the Maxim party for the 2017 Art Basel when he shared the sad news. And I️ will cherish every piece of advice you gave 🙏🏾Black 🙏🏾
A post shared by Wale (@wale) on Dec 8, 2017 at 10:20pm PST
Related We going miss you black @blackbomaybach !! WHY is it real? May God be with your family and friends. you will forever be in our hearts. My heart hurts so much. “I? Absolutely None of us have to try to think of the selflessness the genuine compassion and absolute loyalty for your friends you demonstrated daily.. Other rappers who knew Black Bo personally have since shared their reaction on social media including a lengthy post on Instagram from French Montana and another from MMG rapper Wale. I️ try to combat the sadness of this new reality with the indelible memories u gave us. #restinpeaceblack #foreverchinx #mmg #cokeboys,” Montana wrote in the caption of a photo of himself, Drake, and Black Bo. Maybe I️ never did. BUT because of you ,the insecurities and self doubt became as insignificant As these tears in a hurricane. no sir, because those things are synonymous with your face. WHY is it real? “My prayers go out to my brother @richforever and the rest of the family I know this one hurt I’m really hurt, shed a tear for u brother! We going miss you black @blackbomaybach !!

Big Sean & Metro Boomin Album ‘Double or Nothing’ First Week Sales Projected

The album is expected to move close to the same numbers that Big Sean and Metro Boomin is expected to move. Despite getting mixed reviews among hip hop fans, the album is project to move 60,000 plus album equivalent units in the first week and could debut at No. Earlier this week, they made another announcement that it will arrive on Friday and they made good on their promise. Another hip hop album released this week that’s worth noting is Quality Control’s compilation project Control The Streets, Vol. While these numbers are nothing to brag about, we should also bare in mind that we are living in a singles driven era where album sales are on the decline and music consumers are mostly streaming the songs that they like. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart. The 10-track LP saw guest appearances from 2 Chainz, Young Thug, 21 Savage, Swae Lee, and Kash Doll. RELATED: Big Sean Responds To Kendrick Lamar ‘The Heart Part 4’ On ‘Double or Nothing’
Both Sean Don and Metro Boomin surprised fans a weeks ago when they abruptly announced that they will be dropping a joint album. Big Sean and Metro Boomin‘s joint album Double or Nothing is the hottest new project out this week. Roughly around 10,000 to 13,000 of those sales will be from traditional album sales. The project sold 151,000 copies in the first week and has since been certified platinum. Earlier this year, Big Sean scores a Billboard 200 number one album when he released I Decided. The official sale figures for these new projects will be made available next weekend, but so far these are mere projections and the final count could be higher or a lot less. The album is expected to move 55,000 to 60,000 copies with 5,000 plus of those being traditional album sales. 1. The Detroit rapper got roasted on Twitter yesterday for a few lines on one of the single where he raps about smoking a blunt with civil rights icon Rosa Parks.

Lily Allen – Trigger Bang Lyrics

[Verse 1: Giggs]
Grab a few grams and a few grand
Wrapped in elastic in the blue bands
Reach for handouts with your two hands
Who’s that? We’re the cool gang
No hippy but it’s so sticky
I’m a old school nigga
Streamboat willy, like the old Mikey
Streamboat willy, she gets the whole dicky
06 Ratchet, had the old flicky
07 now I got the whole strippin’
Lowkey bread running low, sippin’
You can be in the cool gang but nigga no slippin’
[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out
[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
[Verse 2: Lily Allen]
When I was young I was blameless
Playing with rude boys and trainers
I had a foot in the rave cause I was attracted to danger
I never got home for Neighbours, hey
When I grew up nothing changed much
Anything went, I was famous
I would wake up next to strangers
Everyone knows what cocaine does
Numbing the pain when the shame comes, hey
[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out
[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
That’s why I can’t hang with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
[Verse 3: Lily Allen]
Back in the day like a yo-yo
Then in LA at the Chateau
Someone would say did you bang, no
I shake my head, I say no-no
Maybe we did, I don’t think so, hey
I need to move on and grow some
Been in the firehouse for too long
LDN’s burning,? I’m gonna love you and leave some
I’m gonna go out while I’m still strong, hey
[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out
[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands

Tech N9ne – No Reason Lyrics

[Hook]:
Yea
Stop Shit
For no reason, mosh pit
For no reason, our shit
For no reason, the hardest
For no reason, stop shit
For no reason, mob shit
For no reason, mosh pit
For no reason, mosh pit
[Bridge]
I just think you fucking with the wrong one
Times like this I don’t know how to have fun
I think ima fuck somebody up (fuck em up)
You gon need someone hold you up
What the fuck
[Verse]
My city stand up
Stoppin people that got into my city and what
Copyin me and the property ya jammed up
While i eat the cam bust
Don’t mock me the brands us
Strange music
The game shoot this right at the fakers
The game stupid with the claim
You can flip the change and name usage
Steppin to me lick with the lane
And you lose indefinitely
Ready for ruckers really we reppin the B
Ah Ah
This the eviction notice
Missingly quickly and go get
Hit us and consider me and my nigga

MellowHype – Tisk Lyrics

(nah)
Fuck ’em all, kill ’em
I don’t wanna get repetitive
Second guessing, digest what he said to me
Said I squeeze this lil piece til he dead to me
I’m bringing my energy, reminiscing Jet Li
You’ll settle for anything, it’s so unsettling
Especially with arm forces, better be
Heavy the energy, cheddar cheese
Feta cheese, commit a felony for this wedge of brie
A-R semi, I should let it breath
Shouldn’t I, wouldn’t I
Cut the firewood then light a match, lighterman
Light a wood to the fire
Multiply and divide inquiry
I’m still crazy, you can’t Left Brain me
Xan your brain, you back
Tazmanian, Animaniac, animation
Fly on my spacey craft I’m an alien
Yeah, uh, you slept on us
Too many “wahhh” baby naps
Absent or just late for that
Take a shat, now you gotta pay for raps
We are what you eat off
Three strikes you lost, feed us
You can’t eat off me dog
I’m taking it back
Imagine if Casey [?] could rap
[Interlude]
That’s me dog
LB-HB dog
In 2006 I was spitting 2018 bars
Nigga rolling blunts while I’m pouring Tuss
We ain’t slowing up, 2018 is ours
Seminars, see me outer bars, speedy autobahn
I’m the one, got a new N-A-M-E, it’s Duwan
Game over flip flip flip flip flip flip
MellowHype in this bitch, never quit
(Hello, you are a winner!)
World championship nigga
Trophy status
Home run derby
Above average nigga
I don’t go home (I’m golden)
I go hard
Champions
Start early nigga
Starter, starter
24 hours spitting this fresh gem
Spitting bars
[Verse 2]
[?]
Don’t make amend
Don’t play pretend
Break the case, and repace, take the win
And we run back to the storm, run with tornado winds
And mother nature wins (yeah she do)
I throw up a L and that’s for loyal
Throw up the other L, connect 2 L’s, that’s a W, winner
Troublesome, another two
Sun is setting, setting up the fullest moon
I caterpill, I’m a butter in the coccoon
Spread my wings, origami
Chopping this [?]
Hodgy order unagi
I celebrate with wasabi
We gon’ get drunk off Hasaki
Afterwards go to [?]
Examine me then massage me
Live a happy life, livelihood adapt into variety
Story tellers don’t tell stories, they
Thomas guide him to silver lining
Guide him until they figure he’ll figure ain’t nothin likely
Don’t look real, don’t feel like me
My baby Phat Farm and Nike, white tee
Throwin’ bows [?]
I talk to her like she know me
Fuck you buy us you like me
I said either love me or leave me alone
Entrepreneurs on her own, we black
Kings and queens on our thrones, we black
Light Backwoods in Lincoln
Fun fact, the Lincoln
[?] Lincoln
Plugged in my phone jack in the Lincoln
Sinking into the back seat of the Lincoln
I be thinking
Started with Noah’s Ark and it ended with Rosa Parks
She sat her black ass in a white seat bruh, they could tell her apart
But that day she didn’t think that history was set and smart
Bleeding hearts (melanin), followed the heart beat of beating heart
I could hear it almost, that shit beating hard
She follow her instincts in leading hard
Freedom fighters had dreams, Luther King J-R
Lead by example, nigga
Turning bad situations
Congratulations, now they amply feel us
Freedom fight if you can’t see the light
Look in the mirror
Reach for your spirit, you’re a speeding light [Intro]
Yeah, Left Brain, yes maybe
God, she, Miyagi the best man
[Verse 1]
It’s MellowHype by the way, SMH, OMG
Tisk tisk tisk
La-di-da-di
Vlade Divac get it popping, flopping
And this-this-this
Flip this-this
What is this-this-this-this-this-this-this
This is legit, characterizing, you categorizing
I’m rapping, enticing, baptizing your wives
Your daughters need holy water with some olive oil
She’s a Christian rich (God), snitches get clipped, snipped, ditched
She got on lipstick, gypsies in her church she’s promiscuous
A master of disguise, she know how to hide, last night
I was at the strip club throwing dubs at her tidbits
She curious, well I’m kit-nip
Verse is cool, I whip shit then
Got my ink from a squid, editorial penmanship
I put my Timbs on rhythm from the beat I squish, squish, squish
Fresh to death, exquisite
Leave your phone at home when you come exhibit this
My head on my neck and you egging me on
You gonna catch every L that I’m throwing
Game over, flip-flip-flip bitch
Nigga you don’t want diss-diss-diss (nah)
This here, this mind gone, rimless shit
Slim Jim, henchman shit
59-50 new era
Never ever ever ever ever say never
Never let cheddar come between friendships
Never let a pirate set a fire, fire of desires
Burn baby bridges
Me and Vyron Turner turning up the fire furnace
Inspired by burning tear jerking jerks in their bitty britches
Burned up, I heard a natural disaster’s coming to get us
[?] tornadoes and twisters
Don’t get it twisted
Twisted metal, don’t forget I’m a rebel
Feet to pedal through the ghettos to meadows
High risers, shoot uzis
Picture me rolling motion picture movies
I’ma fuck the whole city up, tell that Asian
Ben Baller I’m paintballing
Defrosting, taking these chains off me
My aim’s awesome, these brains blossom
I paint the ponds when they withdraw BB guns
You never see me, I’ll see me around
You don’t see me at all, you don’t see me none
You could see these numbers on streaming, TD run
MellowHype nigga, we the one
Numero uno, a duo no duo
[?] that like to tuck speedy gun
You niggas little niggas, you just having a little fun (little fun)
This shout ain’t to Lil Boat (boat)
Lil Uzi, that’s my lil one
I go futuristic and ballistic
Cans of ammunition make you want kill some
Chill son, would that make me a real one?

$UICIDEBOY$ – KILL YOURSELF I,II,III,IV lyrics

Kill Yourself 1
[Intro]
This a $crim beat
DJ $crim with that 808
[Hook]
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
[Verse 1: Oddy Nuff]
They figure me a dead motherfucker
Leaving mother fucker’s heads stuck under the covers
But I wonder if they know I got a suicide kit
Granting me a death wish
Razor blade sliding up my wrist, uh
Unleash the lead from my pistol into my head
Pouring Cristal on my dead body
Teflon don leave you looking fresh sprawled out on my lawn
Don’t call me Gotti bitch my name is Oddy
Or Ruby da Cherry
No this not blood it’s just muscadine made from the juice of the berry
Take a little sip
Poisoning the pit
Half dead motherfuckers throwing up the click
Slick Sloth telling me we got to dip
Calling on Shenron
Grant me a wish
I wish that you could enter the dragon
The chambers of the triple six
So I can stop the bragging
That will never happen
I’m in the back of a wagon slitting my wrists
Wave a blood stain white flag
Dragging my body into the mist
Take your best shot
Aim it, cock it
Know you’re going to miss
Not leaving a note, I’m leaving a list
$uicideboy bitch
[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Fuck her one time and I pull out
Cock it one time this a shootout
Don’t bar no lemon, fuck boys we don’t love them
Got a Ford with a trunk in the back where we stuff them
Sick and tired of boys acting like bitches
Ever heard of Gotti, do you get the picture? But, I guess the spotlight breeds envy
But, tempt me with one wrong move
I can put it in your life, either way, I don’t lose
Hit the snooze
Drinking booze, I’m a fool with the tool
Buried in the backyard with an underground pool
$uicideboy$, go and kill yourself
Doing drug after drug, dog, fuck health
Scrimmy never ever quitting, dog, fuck help
And fuck wealth, here’s a Benji for you broke bitches
Card’s dealt, go and pass me the rope bitches
Ahhhhh
[Hook]
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Sui-sui-cide
Sui-sui-cide
Suicide
Suicide
Kill Yourself II
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
They figured me a dead motherfucker
Calling me James Spleen
Without a cause of death I be the reaper with the black hood on his head
Yung Snow with the blood red sled
Puppet master
Bodies hanging on a thread motherfucker
Got a grey blade tatted on my wrist
I don’t really need to cut it anymore and I don’t really need a bitch
Let her rot in the hole
Months later she was found just a skull
She was missing all her bones
Got her headless skeleton hanging on my wall looking elegant
Black suede element
Packing blades
Lacking Benjamins
Horns on my head looking like the tusks of a grey elephant
Looking for my medicine
Plucking the bud off of a nug
Roll it up in a blunt
Now I feel fucking dead again
Looking for a place to belong
So i say fuck God fuck the motherfucking President
Address the American residence with just a knife and the help of a relative
Yeah that’s $lick $loth
Both of us buried Ruby da Cherry under a criss-crossed cross
Covered up with a little bit of moss
Looking like a glossed out Yung Jack Frost
Paid the cost to be the boss
Now I ain’t fucking dead but my life has been lost
[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Isn’t it so convincing how I’m breathing down your neck? Junkies in the back loading up the tec
Fuck her one time now I’m done
Homicide any time for the thrill
One, two, three, four pills
You know a junkie can’t afford to get ill
See me I don’t fuck with you suckas
They call me the shooter like I play for Rucker
Smokey on Friday they call me Chris Tucker
I swear on my life I don’t fuck with you fuckers
$uicide cock it back one time and I shoot it
Keep it low key always gotta keep it moving
Bitches be worried bout what I am doing
Cuz they love $licky so much all because of my music
It’s the Mac with the gat that goes click clack shoot a mother fuckers back
Brains go splat
No time for a rat ho
Kill Yourself part III
[Intro: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
They figure me a dead motherfucker, but I’m just a motherfucker that want to be dead
$now Leopard with the lead in his head
Turning me into a sweater
Bitches use me as their fucking bedspread
I be the silhouette of a sunset
Smoke a cigarette while I compress my depression
Stare into the violet fluorescent lights makes me violent
I’m trying to get the highest I can get before I overdose and die
My ribs are nothing but an empty cage
Black hole in my chest
Big bang
Yung Plague on the tip of a wave
In my head I feel like I’m a guest so I’ma throw it all away because when I am dead I will be nothing decomposing in a grave
I’m matter but I don’t matter
I can feel my skull shatter from the dull chatter
Brain splattered on the wall
Grey stains won’t dissolve
Gonna have to paint it all
[Hook: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Always boasting my emotions
On how I’m so fucking broken
Think I’m joking
When I’m talking
About blowing my head open
Till the moment you walk in
And find my body motionless
Wrists slit
Thoughts of $licky keep falling in an open pit
Shit
Always burn my bridges
Cause I’d rather fall in ditches
If life’s a game of inches
Then my dick has been the biggest
And my goal’s to fuck the world
Until that motherfucker’s twitching
Lane switchin’
Same mission
To die and blame my addiction
Bitch
[Outro: Butterfly Boucher]
It’s not fair, I found love
It made me say that
Get back you’ll never see daylight, If I’m not strong, it just might
Kill Yourself (part IV)
[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
They figure me a dead motherfucker
Romeo da black rose
Shedding petals
Hold me over until they finish digging me a hole
I need a new beginning so i tip toe behind my foe’s bitch
Unzip, i’m throwing it into that bitch’s hole
Calling all my enemies the same place where that dick go
Fuck an online pussy boy
Talking shit
Acting like it was a brick thrown through a window
Sticks and stones might break my bones
But words will never hurt me
Some slick hoes might catch me froze but soon they will desert me
Get rich blow that smoke in o’s
Don’t ever act so thirsty
Sick diss though
Fuck all this
Slowly die before i’m 30
[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
Isn’t it so convincing how that blade slide across my throat
Coke residue all in my nose
Couple graves dug for my foes and it goes on and on
My girlfriend calling my phone
Ain’t seen her in about a week
This depression got me weak
Ever wake up everyday and you want to die? Motherfuckers couldn’t even hold my jock strap
Glock strap fully loaded, dog, fuck rap
Cause I kill for the fun
Pop a pill with a nun
Bitch I dance on the sun
Go and take a little bump
Fuck a chump with a pump
I made you, so how you going to break me? Life going good can’t figure out why
Blank walls all around me keep the pills near by
Play with the nine and then I close my eyes
$uicide only thing gonna gratify this urge to leave
Can’t you hear my plea? I’m down on my knees

Boris Dali, Iliyan & Konstantin – Гол

България е световен шампион
Всички кофеят ненормален купон
И запяваме в тон:
[Припев]
По палмите растат пари, милиони в евра и долари
Мадона пее с Ку-ку бенд, а Ицето Стоичков президент
Кардашиян в леглото ми, ме моли да й сложа автографа ми
И точно да й кажа "да", и мамка му събуди ме алармата
[Илиян]
И после сънувам, че Бойко женя
По любов го бракувам със Корнелия
[Борис Дали]
И по главите на всичките гости
Камъни падат, ама сваровски
Не се събуждам
[Константин]
И изведнъж сме на стадион
Кой? [Илиян]
Тази нощ си лежа и си сънувам
И с Мелания Тръмп в шампанско плувам
Сори, Доналд
[Борис Дали]
Аз пък с Бионсе се целувам
{?}
Но се събуждам
[Константин]
И изведнъж сме на стадион
Кой? България е световен шампион
Всички кофеят ненормален купон
И запяваме в тон:
[Припев]
По палмите растат пари, милиони в евра и долари
Мадона пее с Ку-ку бенд, а Ицето Стоичков президент
Кардашиян в леглото ми, ме моли да й сложа автографа ми
И точно да й кажа "да", и мамка му събуди ме алармата
[Припев]
По палмите растат пари, милиони в евра и долари
Мадона пее с Ку-ку бенд, а Ицето Стоичков президент
Кардашиян в леглото ми, ме моли да й сложа автографа ми
И точно да й кажа "да", и мамка му събуди ме алармата

Kameliya – Куклите

Ако не помниш пиши си няма да съм с теб
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб
[Припев]
Милионите си даваш ли даваш, за да си до мен
и всички кукли да имаш, няма да съм с теб,
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб
Милионите вземи си, сложи си сещаш се къде? Все по-често дразниш ме ти,
палиш ми фитила ще изгориш. Ако не помниш пиши си няма да съм с теб
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб Нито с пари, нито с коли,
не можеш кралица да купиш, помни! Ако с теб съм е по любов,
Нема ме купиш в този живот
Пълен игнор, лаеш ми, бау
Ако ще мрънкаш вратата и чао
[Припев]
Милионите си даваш ли даваш, за да си до мен
и всички кукли да имаш, няма да съм с теб,
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб
Милионите вземи си сложи си сещаш се къде? Като женска имаш ми зъб,
Кучки накрая по мен да ръмжат
Пълен игнор, лаеш ми, бау
Ако ще мрънкаш вратата и чао
[Припев]
Милионите си даваш ли даваш, за да си до мен
и всички кукли да имаш, няма да съм с теб,
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб
Милионите вземи си сложи си сещаш се къде? Ако не помниш пиши си няма да съм с теб
Колите ти ще си блъскаш мислейки за мен,
бентли, ментли, дръж си ги за теб
Все по-често дразниш ме ти,
палиш ми фитила ще изгориш. Кротка не съм, нито добра,
пия си кафето с Пайнера, да!

Teodora – Kristijan Grej

Jer on ima ima fabričku greškiu
on nekih sto problema krije u smešku
on ima sve te pogrešne gene
on je jednostavno otrov za mene
Kad se u gradu pojavi
u svojim novim kolima
svaka kosu namešta
da bi mu se dopala
On ih vozi vozi
one su mu igračka
a ja gledam gledam
od tog mi se povraća
Ooo on je nekad bio moj
ooo izbrisala sam mu broj
ooo na vreme sam se spasila
ne valja za srce on je dečko mafija
Jer on ima ima fabričku greškiu
on nekih sto problema krije u smešku
on ima sve te pogrešne gene
on je jednostavno otrov za mene
Kristijan Grej 8x
Ja sam taj
visok crn i mlad
navodim na greh
Ja sam jak
ja ovde držim grad
Kristijan Grej
Kristijan Grej
Kristijan Grej 5x
Sve one bi lako sad dušu prodale
za te nijanse sive ti si ko Kristijan Grej
pod noktom on ima bas ceo ovaj svet
a znam da dok ih ljubi jos mu padam na pamet
Ooo on je nekad bio moj
ooo izbrisala sam mu broj
ooo na vreme sam se spasila
ne valja za srce on je dečko mafija
Jer on ima ima fabričku greškiu
on nekih sto problema krije u smešku
on ima sve te pogrešne gene
on je jednostavno otrov za mene
Kristijan Grej 6x
Ja sam taj
visok crn i mlad
navodim na greh
Ja sam jak
ja ovde držim grad
Kristijan Grej
Kristijan Grej
Kristijan Grej 5x

Cvija – Novcanice

Tu malu lože samo
(Novčanice novčanice novčanice)
Njene želje su bez
(Granice bez granice bez granice)
Ona voli samo sebe
troši Franke Eure
u garaži BMW-e BMW-e joj je
(Parkiran)
Nastupi hoteli večere kokteli
radi što poželi želi želi
(Svaki dan)
(Troši pare)
(Novčanice
(Troši pare)
(Novčanice)
A ona cilja bankomate i želi da joj plate
mala voli keš i ništa ne daje na rate
Mala fore zna sve mala je karakter
omiljeni izlazak je sa dečkom do banke
Ona živi brzo i kažu da je bahata
to što zna da potroši to ne zna se koliko
Kad je pipnu ona puca ratata
obrara sa nogu kao da je kalašnjikov
Tu malu lože samo
(Novčanice novčanice novčanice)
Njene želje su bez
(Granice bez granice bez granice)
Ona voli samo sebe
troši Franke Eure
u garaži BMW-e BMW-e joj je
(Parkiran)
Nastupi hoteli večere kokteli
radi što poželi želi želi
(Svaki dan)

(Troši pare)
(Novčanice
(Troši pare)
(Novčanice)
A ona zna da mnogo košta vodi mutna posla
jača od Kartela gora nego Cosa nostra
prva euka roba Kolumbija Bogota
reci šta ti treba ona nabaviće odmah
Ona živi brzo i kažu da je bahata
to što zna da potroši to ne zna se koliko
Kad je pipnu ona puca ratata
obrara sa nogu kao da je kalašnjikov
Tu malu lože samo
(Novčanice novčanice novčanice)
Njene želje su bez
(Granice bez granice bez granice)
Ona voli samo sebe
troši Franke Eure
u garaži BMW-e BMW-e joj je
(Parkiran)
Nastupi hoteli večere kokteli
radi što poželi želi želi
(Svaki dan)
(Troši pare)
(Novčanice
(Troši pare)
(Novčanice)

Frank Zappa – Road Ladies

Lonesome ain’t the word
Don’t it ever get sad when you go out on a thirty day tour? Don’t it ever get lonesome? Don’t you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mama too? I know someday I will never
I’ll never go out on the road again, oh yeah
I know someday I will never
I ain’t gonna roam the countryside no more
I’m gonna hang up them ol’ Holiday Inns, yeah
And heal my knees up from when I was doin’ it on the floor
See me doing it, see me do it on the floor

Don’t you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mama too? Don’t it ever get lonesome? Yeah! Don’t it ever give a young man the blues? Sure gets lonesome
Don’t it ever get sad when you go out on the road? Oh, there was one time in Minneapolis when I thought I had the clap for sure
Don’t it ever get lonesome? system eats it
And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit you’ve ever known
Don’t you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mama too? Don’t you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mama too? Oh, I’ll take away…
You got nothing but groupies and promoters to love you
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door
Don’t it ever get lonesome? Don’t you better get a shot from the doctor
What the road ladies do to you? Don’t it ever make a young man wanna go back home? Don’t you better get a shot from the doctor
What the road ladies do to you? When the P.A.

Drake – Club Paradise

You think you got to me
I can just read your mind
You think I’m so caught up in where,
I am right now
But believe I remember it all
[Verse 2:]
I be with my nigga chubbs
He in love with street shit
No wonder why I feel awkward at this fashion week shit
No wonder why I keep fucking up the double cheek kiss
Along for that ignorant Young Money, Miami beach shit
A couple of artists got words for me, that’s never fun
They say it’s on when they see me, that day don’t ever come
I’m never scared, they never real, I never run
When all is said and done, more is always said than done
And I was told once, things will change,
By a nigga named tip when my deal came
Told me it’s all good, even when it feels strange
Now I’m the guy that know strippers by they real names
Rochelle, Jordanne, thick bitches, they just talked me out of 4 grand
How did a pile of kush become the mountain of truth
How did a bottle of wine become the fountain of youth
Damn, my biggest fear is losing it all
Remember how I used to feel at the start of it? even Leanne Seely? [Verse 1:]
They say that all of yo old girls got somebody new
I say, "damn really? You think you got to me
I can just read your mind
You think I’m so caught up in where,
I am right now
But believe I remember it all
[Verse 3:]
My mother is back to who she was years ago
It’s like a new page me and her are beginning on
I wish she stopped checking up on women I can’t stand
‘Cause I got new girls I could use her opinion on
She thinks I’ve become a slave to the wealth
But I’ll never break the promises I made to myself
And I would never make up names for myself
Then change the names, that I just gave to myself
Certain rappers would call me to say, "wat up doe"
I used to brag about it to my friends, and now I’m feeling like all of these niggas cutthroat
And maybe that’s all they do, is just pretend, damn
But I bought it though, I believed it
Yea, I thought it, and I achieved it
Yea, so show me love, show me fucking love! "
They said, "fuckin right, they were the 1st to go
It’s nothing personal
It’s just that all of them women you slept on were working though,
They was saving up
New niggas came around, they’ve been waking up with,
I swear, you don’t know this city anymore
They might’ve loved you before
But you’re out here doing your thing
They don’t know you… "
Sure they do they’re just not as sincere
It’s crazy all the emotions forgot in a year
She like, "why you even give a fuck you not even here"
Well out there there ain’t nothing for me, and I think I need to come home,
[Chorus:]
Tell me, who did I leave behind? And now I’m living a muthafuckin fairy tale
And still trying to keep you feeling a part of it
Yea, just lie to my ears,
Tell me it feel the same, it’s all I’ve been dying to hear
Lights get low, and that’s when I have my brightest ideas
And I heard my city feel better than ever,
That’s why I gotta come home,
[Chorus:]
Tell me, who did I leave behind? You think you got to me
I can just read your mind
You think I’m so caught up in where,
I am right now
But believe I remember it all
[Outro: Bob Marley] ‘Cause I thought it was all I needed
Yea, Clearly I was wrong about it all along
And this will be the year that I won’t even feel shit
They trip about the amount of people I brought along
But I’m just trying to be surrounded by some real shit
Need credentials for everyone of these Toronto kids
I promise they see it with me, we just tryna live
I told ’em we bout to get it, and we finally did
Listen closely to my shit I swear it sounded like home
[Chorus:]
Tell me, who did I leave behind? even Rosemary?

Amuro Namie – Wonder Woman (feat. Ai & Anna Tsuchiya)

No no I can’t let it go
知らせてよ
そのSOS
I’ll be your Wonder Woman
いつでも
Just call me, I’ll be there
Nothing but Wonder Woman
どこでも
飛んでゆく I swear
I’ll be your Wonder Woman
Whenever you need
I never let you down
Nothing but Wonder Woman
Wherever you are
Can’t you see I’ll be around
You don’t need to be perfect
誰にだって
泣きたい日がある
Girl you’ll shine one day
I’ll be your Wonder Woman
いつでも
Just call me, I’ll be there
Nothing but Wonder Woman
どこでも
飛んでゆく I swear
I’ll be your Wonder Woman
Whenever you need
I never let you down
Nothing but Wonder Woman
Wherever you are
Can’t you see I’ll be around
Wonder Woman… 弱肉強食この world to be sure
きりぬけてく you’re so independent
You never ever fear
負けず嫌いの性格がいいけど
笑顔の隙間 just one second
見てしまった tears
No no I can’t let it go
知らせてよ
そのSOS
I’ll be your Wonder Woman
いつでも
Just call me, I’ll be there
Nothing but Wonder Woman
どこでも
飛んでゆく I swear
Wonder Woman…
プレッシャーこそ私のエクスタシー
言い切る強気うらはらに
溢れてくストレス
反動で溺れてくラブストーリー
そこに未来などないのに
脱ぎ捨てるの dress?

Harry Fraud – Know About (feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro]
Maybach music
Real shit right here
Shit
The [?] got the Harry Fraud
Let me come right back at these hoe niggas
Check me out
[Verse 1]
Shining like Sonny Liston
Smoking that Joe Frazier
Prophet like Muhammad
Abu Dhabi watching cable
You gang banging, I’m dope dealing
My chain swanging, I’m just a dope nigga
Magic bought the Dodgers, I just bought the projects
Broke down 100 bricks, same profit margin
‘nother day in the park, I just wanna play ball
Gots my gats and my drugs
It’s my bat and my glove
High as Darryl Strawberry in back of the club
Sorta time[?] most of my niggas is snorters
Keep a 40 bust a nigga
I dare you report it
Keep a 40 bust a nigga
I dare you report it

[Hook]
I got a bitch right up the street that you don’t know about
I see that oven counting money you don’t know about
Been had a pad out in Cali that you don’t know about
You amongst niggas and killers you don’t know about
[Verse 2]
I plant the dynamite and then I push the detonator
Go get your money right until then I ain’t fucking with you
Five Jesus pieces but I think the devil got me
Knock a nigga off, get on the phone and laugh about it
Hoe niggas always talking in the past tense
Hate to see a young nigga living in these mansions
Hate to see a young nigga fucking these bad bitches
Fuck her from the back, I got that pussy ad-libbing
Moral of the story, tell a story so terrific
Hit the fan, flip the script, shit could get horrific
What’s your body count nigga, I’m double digits
If your name get on this list somebody gotta get it
[Hook]
I got a bitch right up the street that you don’t know about
I see that oven counting money you don’t know about
Been had a pad out in Cali that you don’t know about
You amongst niggas and killers you don’t know about
I got a bitch right up the street that you don’t know about
I see that oven counting money you don’t know about
Been had a pad out in Cali that you don’t know about
You amongst niggas and killers you don’t know about

Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk – Flyers Up (Uncensored)

I know them niggas gon’ cook me
If I beef wit a rapper I’ma book him
Come to my shows I’m strapped wit a 40
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]
Let’s go to Magic (Let’s go to Magic)
Don’t forget the ratchets (Please don’t forget ’em)
I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)
But shit still will get tragic (Shit’ll get tragic)
You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)
Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)
When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)
You know niggas we watching and talkin’ about slidin’
I know some killers that want me dead
(Know some killers that want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head
And they got some killers around ’em
And they know how to play it
But I got some killers don’t want me dead
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead) So we at that bitch come on
Bout to pull up
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]
Let’s go to Magic (Let’s go to Magic)
Don’t forget the ratchets (Please don’t forget ’em)
I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)
But shit still will get tragic (Shit’ll get tragic)
You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)
Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)
When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)
You know niggas we watching and talkin’ about slidin’
I know some killers that want me dead
(Know some killers that want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head
And they got some killers around ’em
And they know how to play it
But I got some killers don’t want me dead
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I hang wit niggas that hang wit the niggas
That hang wit the killas that kill all the killers
I be wit niggas who hang with the niggas
Who hang wit the rappers who take all the skrilla
Go to Chicago and go to Red Diamond
They bookin’ Tee Grizzley they know that I’m wit him
Why you keep barkin, they ain’t check the artist
We all in the section got 50’s on 50’s
Real niggas, street niggas
And we gon’ link wit the gangs
And we come to yo city (gang gang)
I need VIP bar
Them dracos gotta be close to us
We don’t fuck with no rappers
So I never show, can’t let chubbs get close to em
You post want flyers, I’ma hire every killer in the city
Try to go to it
They ain’t got no buzz
They don’t show no love
I know some cuz, bloods
They cool with us, ya
I know some shorties that’s still up in school
You tweakin’ cuz they is gone kill for a stack
You poppin’ them xanies you better not lack
You play wit the dead, no takin it back

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley Lil Durk]
Let’s go to Magic (Let’s go to Magic)
Don’t forget the ratchets (Please don’t forget ’em)
I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)
But shit still will get tragic (Shit’ll get tragic)
You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)
Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)
When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)
You know niggas we watching and talkin’ about slidin’
I know some killers that want me dead
(Know some killers that want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head
And they got some killers around ’em
And they know how to play it
But I got some killers don’t want me dead
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)
I got some killers don’t want me dead
(I got some killers don’t want me dead)
I know some killers that want me dead
(I know some killers that want me dead)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
My opps don’t die everyday
That’s cuz I ain’t beefin’ wit rookies
Yo enemies saw you and didn’t do nothing
That’s cuz you be beefin’ with pussies
I got some Crips that’s killas
Them niggas will murk you and go pray to Tookie
I got four bloods with 50’s
Don’t tweak unless you can duck two hundred bullets
Me and Durk go there they ain’t pattin us down
Get the sticks in and we pass em around
I feel at home when I’m out of town
I be 300 like Kevin no Leonidas
Me and Roc still sendin’ out J-Pays
Opps on the gram say he on nay-pay
He say he live login from a fake page
They over there, go get that drac thang
Free my nigga Mark Meezy
Used to lay in niggas bushes
Yo mama died that’s yo fault
We was tryna get you, niggas got tired of looking
A nigga get he ups on me? Throwin’ stacks at Magic, today’s Monday right? I’m on Normal gang
What you tryna do? [Intro: Tee Grizzley and Lil Durk]
Durk what up, where you at?