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"16 Switches"

"16 Switches"


[Intro - Curren$y:]
Yup, yea, yea, JETS, nigga
Fuck boys wondering if they bitch next
Spitta
Nigga
(Took another pull of the potent)
16 Switches Spitta
(Dope tracks, he dozin', spitta get them...)
Ya'll niggas scared of monsters?
[Verse 1:]
I don't bang, I spit the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminding me of Good Times
Cause I'm, posted, toasted up
By my hood bitch, she rolling up ganja
I'm reading over scripts for a HBO drama
Mo' zeroes, mo' commas
Mo' pretty drunk bitches piled in my Impala
6-3 drop top, just like Doughboy
Do we got a problem?
Hope not nigga, just tryna have a good time
Cause I heard there's hoes out
Whoa now, told her I don't like her
Rocking with her toes out
I'm after Jenny with the Foamposite Pennys
These niggas is actors
They need Emmys
These bitches wear me out like Fendi
Again, these niggas is actors
Give 'em all Emmys
These Bitches wear me out like Fendi
Spitta!
[Hook:]
I'm just lokin'
Sunroof open
Took another pull of the potent
Hit the three wheel motion
Throw him
Dope tracks, he goes in
Spitta get them bitches wide open
I'm just lokin'
Sunroof open
Took another pull of the potent
Hit the three wheel motion
Throw him
Dope tracks, he goes in
Spitta get them bitches wide open (open)
[Verse 2:]
I even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read "Spitta please don't quit
Cause you that shit
Them niggas ain't like you
They don't make that shit to smoke and ride to like you do"
I admit that it's true
I'm good at which I do
I can show you the proof
Cop a coupe and put the footage on YouTube
"Spitta you that nigga"
Ladies tell me on the daily
Hit my Myspace and put the ringtones on they cellies
I'm on the couch, eyes glued to the telly
Watching Family Guy
Waiting for Brian to sing "Peanut Butter & Jelly Time"
Rarely I'm seen on the clube scene lately
Cause in my city, it's a couple DJs hating
Homie I'm saying, na fuck it, I'm laying up in the crib
Swiss cheese, sliced turkey
On top of the Ritz
Cracker, that's that shit
When you get as high as I get
I got the munchies
Tell your honey make some more for me, bitch
(Yea, yea, that's it, that's it, that's the one right there)
[Hook/Outro:]
Dope tracks, he dozin'
Spitta get them bitches wide open
I'm just lokin'
Sunroof open
Took another pull of the potent
Hit the three wheel motion
Throw him
Dope tracks, he dozin'
Spitta get them bitches wide open (open)
Lokin'
Sunrooof open
Took another pull of the potent
Hit the 3 wheel motion
Throw him
Dope tracks, he dozin'
Spitta get them bitches wide open (open)
I'm just lokin'
Open
Took another pull of the potent
Hit the 3 wheel motion
He Dozin'
Get them, wide open
 
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"2 Us It's Nothing"

"2 Us It's Nothing"


[Intro]
[Verse:]
Never change
It's a dirty game
But we still playing, predicting rain
We say fuck the weatherman cause, we still shine
Fuck what y'all sayin'
Meetin deadlines
Due date came I was prepared
I had my shit straight
We really be out there
Rollin up getting paid
When you saw I was bossin' in the fast lane
When you saw me it was [?] and the finest strain
A couple niggas who done rolled with me through everything feel me mane
I think my city tryna kill me mane, but I love it
That's why I do so much for it
Ferraris in storage, underground garages, and Porsches
Smoked out in my fortress
Plottin on some more shit
Restaurant early, I met the sexiest hostess
She liked my condo view so now she in my mirror posing
My newest mule is baby girl I do this shit for you
Ears open, eyes glued so she wet
I perfectly set the mood, way iller than [?]
Bitch you into Mr. Who's Who
So many tycoons in one room
Arm candy I brung dazzling 'em, unraveling some'n
Thought they was tight, wrapped or somethin'
Macking or somethin', she'll take that lame game even with nothin'
Come back to bed and play Jenga with your stacks fool we hustling
Fuck you thought, a real boss
Niggas is lost
[Bridge:]
To us it's nothin'
To you it's somethin'
Play Jenga with your stacks fool we hustling
[Outro:]
Never change
It's a dirty game
But we still playing, forget the rain
We say fuck the weatherman cause, we still shine
Fuck what y'all sayin'
Meet deadline
Due date came, I was prepared
I had my shit straight [?] getting paid
When you saw I was bossin' in the fast lane
 
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"2Much"

"2Much"


Bitch cold, I swear Dairy Queen rolled up
Very clean, Spur flew over
She got caught up in them wings, we gon' turn a couple corners
Talk about of couple things, preliminaries went great
I'm a let you hit this weed, once we on that interstate
I don't be smoking on them streets
Them traffic lights will have you in a jam with the man
I ain't spending n'an minute
In the can of sky mall, tryna spend a hunnit grand
I know how to show you how we can get it spend it again
Gone in the wind, gone with the ones who win
Them boys is grown men, boss shit is what I'm spitting
So boss shit is what you getting when you make a decision to listen
I see them niggas figging, cause I'm high I'm slipping
They gon' knock me off position, but why
Cause a nigga be riding nice cars, fancy clothes
Naked hoes, and mansion homes
Got a lot but still we want more
Cause one thing you can never have is
Too much money, too much money, too much money
You can never have too much money, too much money, too much
 
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"3AM"

"3AM"


Uh, Jets nigga
Uh, Jets nigga (yeah)
Nigga start I was sleeping
Yeah yeah... yeah
I got freaks in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
No disrespect to Snoop, I'm a switch it up
I get sleepy round 3am
I don't trust them hoes, somebody better come and pick them bitches up
I ain't bringing them home in my trunk
Oh grimy ass bitches, you know how they be
Riding in your shit, drop them off at your crib
Next minute you realise you missing CD's
Can't run G on the G
I know what it look like
Think you fast enough to pass me
Trying to pull the wool over my eyes
But I see the gimmicks, the whack lyrics
The shit is depressing, I came to fix it
Flow butter scream my raps over your biscuits
These niggas claim that their shit so sick
That they spitting, I must be immune to it
Cause I don't get it I talk that shit, I roll with it
I talk that shit, I'm smoking it
I talk that shit, I'm so immit
Yeah
 
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"4 Phantons"

"4 Phantons"


Uh-oh
Somebody wanna donate a lighter to the cause?
G-Perico in the building and shit
Smoke one for my loved one
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up your block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
Still in it for the cash
Lotta niggas didn't last
They was clowns of the class
School of hard knocks I passed
My engine beneath the glass
20 grand for the luxury tax
'Cause I plan before I attack
Emotions had them niggas blowing they stacks
I'm in here smoking and pouring some Yak
90 inch TV I'm watching The Mack
I do my thing when it come to this rap
Underground king but do not call me that
Pimping upon the original
I hope that my legacy similar
Closing deals not singular
Show and we picking them digits up
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
I do my thing when it come to rap
I been buying more jewelery because of that
I don't have nothing to prove man
It's just a lil stunting what's wrong with that
I tell you the play like a Quarterback
Got the Scarface crib where the water at
Gucci slides across Versace door mats
Welcome to the hustle where nobody love you
Shine after you struggle, a long time my brother
Snakes just think of ways that they can take it from ya
That's what I discovered lazy motherfuckers
Just tryna leach game from real hustlers
Stop and teach them fools a lil something
But I gotta go I got another mil coming
Money chasing got my track shoes on
I'm running for it, yea
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up your block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row
Shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts
You better believe it though
Ride up the block slow
Stunt on my old hoes
Shit like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row
You really seeing ghosts
Shit like a horror show
She sad like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though
Creeping up the block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes
I know you hear the horns blow
Wherever a king go
Call that a procession though
Professional
 
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"500 Pounds Of Gas"
(feat. Action Bronson)

"500 Pounds Of Gas"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Probably stay in the lab till the plane leave
Cookin' dope with no gloves, sit these bars on the triple beam
Weigh it up; you know that it's heavy if it's linked to me
A hundred-twenty-eight grams, my day-to-day Cuban
I bring the kilo out, if them suckers make me do it to 'em
Gasoline in the paper, listenin' to nature
For all seasons, weavin' lanes, interstate racin'
My stockbroker homie just copped the i8
Wanna see what it do, I bring the El Camino through
My tires stickin' like glue
Successful players, with expensive hobbies
Mamas are high-end, luggage-clutterin'
Hotel lobbies, because we mobbin'
A movement, movin'; this what it's become
See my Wraith rollin' off into the settin' Sun
"Yo, I think that was son, dog, I bet that was hum"
Listenin' to Hendrix [?], they knew I was the one
 
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"928"

"928"


Let's do it bro
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Yeah, Yeah
88 coupe
Weed and Instrumentals
88 coupe
Quicker than a Baretta when it shoot
88 coupe
88 coupe
Quicker than a Baretta when it shoot
1988, Louisiana plates on St. Charles Ave
Parked behind the iron gates
You don't got what it takes, to take my place
Champagne for the ones who won the race
Calm in my position, cause I don't feel threatened by the competition
In fact I welcome the opposition
Let the lions in, so they can admire the marbled floors
The fire place I placed in my den
That's the difference between mice and men
Difference between bright and dim
Why we are how we are, and we don't act nothing like them
Conversation topic, what model was he driving
What model was he with, what strain was his exotic
Rare fabric's, special fibers, steps guided
Avoiding serpents and vipers
Porsche wind shield wipers help me see through the light showers
88 coupe
Quicker than a Baretta when it shoot
88 coupe
88 coupe
Quicker than a Baretta when it shoot
88 coupe
88 coupe
Quicker than a Baretta when it shoot
 
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"93 AMG"
(feat. Action Bronson)

"93 AMG"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Pink champagne underneath the blue moon
The Range plum, the Benz is maroon
96 AMG, remembering the time
Niggas got killed for shit like this
The city I live in, many have died my friend
Tears fall for your dawgs, dry your eyes off
Make sure you can see through the fall
Evil lurks, love hurts, knife in your back
I tried to warn you first, but you second guess
That's why you slept
That's why you slept, and you second guessed
That's why you slept, and you second guessed
Trampling flowers with foot steps
Came to devour all your assets, yup

You ain't never seen a heist in your life
Recognise what you getting, what you witness
 
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"A Gee"

"A Gee"


Uh
Yea
Fool
And you cant do a thing
About it
Bitches know the planes
Got it
Yea
You want to live in a house
Don't want grass to grow
Your homeboys lookin' bad
And you givin' cash to them hoes
Old sucka ass nigga
Fuck you round here for?
Fittna' take off on them cluckers
Man cabin door flow, cold
O'z rolled up
Fuck it we can get some more
Kinda (cotton) had to stop at the 24 hour store
Drop them bomb ass case v8
Crate drop top
Sun ain't even out
But I can't wait
For the rain to stop
Shine rather or not
You wanna' deal with it
The bitch in your car
Wanna' hear us
Live what?
Jets
Year one vets
From the cars to the broads
Motherfucker be my guest

Yea
A gee is what I am
A jet is who I be
You know what I smoke
And you cant see me
Know matter where you go
One place we'll never be
Is close
Even if you move right next to me

A gee is what I am
A jet is who I be
You know what I smoke
And you cant see me
Know matter where you go
One place we'll never be
Is close
Even if you move right next to me
Bro

Uh yea
On a mission

And I'm fishin'
For my nigga ski beatz
Quote live nigga rap
Broke a jive nigga back
Spineless
Spliff cruising with optimus primeless
And in the primers
In inclined to sound better
Then other rhymers
Don't bring them fools around him
He'll make them look clownish
Countach Lambo
Shoot like ammo
Through traffic with green trees
I (blink, dead) like camo
Flyest
Gosh oh my
Where was I
When things got hot?
Somewhere cool
Laughing at you
Fuck rolling one
Roll two
Roll three
Loop the beat
And light an incense in the booth
Yea

Yea
And you cant see me
No matter where you go
One place you'll never be
Is close
Even if you move right next to me bro

A gee is what I am
A jet is who I be
You know what I smoke
And you cant see me
Know matter where you go
One place you'll never be
Is close
Even if you move right next to me bro

Yea
And you can't do a thing about it
And that ain't gunna change I'm sorry
And bitches know the planes got it
And you can't do a thing about it
And bitches know the planes got it
And that ain't gunna change I'm sorry
Yea
 
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"Above"
(feat. Mr. Marcelo)

"Above"
(feat. Mr. Marcelo)



[Curren$y:]
From the stage to the bus to the studio
Spit drugs on beats
Niggas ain't fucking with a G
Untouchable, bitches won't fuck with you
If I'm coming through they rather have a chance at the man
Comfortable in my d boy stance
Riding with [?] tryna see style in the [?]
Long beach smoke 28 grams
Assisted the pass look off the plane took off
Niggas get laid down over what they stood for
Casualties of a fucking hood war
Shit raw tryna live above the law
Spit Xan bars I'm a cop another car
Your boy been a man from the motherfucking start
These other niggas lack the fucking heart
These other niggas just bitches and
Some of these bitches just tiresdfucking broads
It's like I bought the whole motherfucking mall
On my bus for the Pilot Talk tour
Surge protector I got plugs for you
Drugs all I'm the motherfucking drug store
[Mr. Marcelo:]
I came up on that street
Cash shit
Nowadays I'm on my cheek shit
I wake and bake and count bread for breakfast
Learn how to get more money by investing
But as a youngin' niggas couldn't tell me nothing
I was always on my wild wild west shit
City on my fitted, hood on my hoodie
Blowing on good like nigga what's goodie
OG been looking like money
[?] 500 just doing 120
Motherfuckers know real when they see it
You could get straight A but you still can't Be it
Yeah, burner on tuck
Looking at niggas like who want what
[?] boy I been on game 5 dollar ass niggas I will make change
And you could put the house on it
But I ain't going out like Tony
A1 day 1 in these streets
Niggas living in the mud so they got to wear cleats
Beep beep for the money boy
Ain't nothing soft about me I go hard
Big dog in the yard of these streets
Started as a indian but now I am a chief
OG
 
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