Lil' B

[fox69]

"Connected In Jail"

"Connected In Jail"


[Intro:]
Aye, what the hell you, uh locked up for Lil B
Mmmm, Shit, you know...
Tiny Pants
Ya know, Pink Bandana... normal shit
Ya know we squaded up in jail though bruh it ain't nothing
You know we real connected, well respected
Ya feel me, Bitch Mob hitters and killers

[Verse 1:]
We got beef (Unh) What it be!
Ridin in the donk fucked up off weed
My bitch got weave cause she fuck with me (MMMMM)
Cock that fo-five, I look like Master P (Basedgod)
Fuck around with me (MMMM) I'm a send you three!? (Damn!)
Yung Basedgod had to dump 53 (Swag)
Trashman Basedgod, ya look like a fiend! (swag)
Strapped up off lean, ya feel me!

[Based Interview in Jail:]
Aye man, I ain't never seen Lil B get that crazy before
I been locked up for about 50 years now
And I ain't never seen the bitch mob come through with so many bitches like that
They even brought real women to jail
Bitch Mob is Serious

[Verse 2:]
Bitch what it be (MMMMM)
Ho come see me (Damn)
I got a couple things I can tell you for a fee
(Tell me what's up bitch)
No Not free, Not free (Damn)
Listen to me (what)
I Know a couple things (What?)
You might know (What?!)
Ridin to the st... (TELL ME!)
Riding so low (Swag)
Ridin with hoes (Basedgod)
Ridin cause I'm good, (MMMMMMMMMM DAMN)
Grippin on wood (Dayum)
I think I'm suge, I came off the muscle (daaaaamn)
I came off the hustle
I came off the... (TSSSS)
Niggas think I'm pussy
I'm a hittem with the choppa
50 with the choppa (Swag)
50 look like contra
Basedgod look like 50
Basedgod look like nuh
Basedgod look like what
Basedgod look like you
50 what it do
Hit em with that mountain dew
(Shhh shhh shhh) Spray
We ain't playin no games
Yung Basedgod came in fuckin these lames (MMMM DAMN)
Swag
Basedgod

[Outro:]
Basedgod so uh...
I mean, excuse me, Lil B
I got outta my character calling you the Basedgod right now
The basedgod is better than everybody
But when you get out, I want you to spread that Based knowledge you feel me
You can't be locked in here doing 50, You ain't gone do shit in here B
You're purpose is on the outside. mmhmm, mhmmmm
Remember what I told you before? yeah. mMMhhmmm. You startin up all these clicks in here, but ya know
You gotta lotta love! but ya know, It ain't about you in here
It's about you on the outs, ok?
Yeah, you get me, yeah fuck what them haters talkin about Lil B they can hate on you all they want
They just jealous because you from the streets, and you got respect worldwide and they hate that
They hate the streets cause they love it sooo much, they wanna be you
Aughhhh... ughhhhhh... Based God!

(Let the bodies hit the floor)

 

[fox69]

"Control Response"

"Control Response"


I'm a hit a nigga with the AK, I'm a stand here on the front line, Check this out, Everybody said what they gon' do, I'm down for the war I'm not scared to die

It's Lil B, 05 fuck 'em

Niggas want war and they cock and they aiming
Last summer I spent a year with my stainless
Niggas get baseball dug out
Coming for the bricks, and somebody's got drugs out
Killed the wrong person, suppose to be the drug house
You was a drug lord, I want to get the plug route
I'm tired of being sick and tired
I want a little health
Niggas watch me, when I'm finna die
Help me, don't record me on the phone
Put the gun in your mouth and I'll make you gorgeous
You got money so niggas dropping charges
Niggas get pressed up and niggas get extorted
I was paying debts and I was getting beat up
Bitch, until I kicked my feet up
Now I make niggas hold the choppas
I make bitches suck dick
And I hold snitches hostage
Lil B

I'm a hit a nigga with the AK, I'm a stand here on the front line, Check this out, Everybody said what they gon' do, I'm down for the war I'm not scared to die

Yes

I light up the jail, I own it
I'm finna buy stock in it
Fuck it, you niggas getting betted on
You better sit
I see metta, metta the world so strong
My niggas putting dope in the back
The clerk knows my voice, could clear every case for me
When you got money, you got it lined up
I'm talking pre-school rind up
With that coke in the iron
I was selling off dope in the iron
I was bagging up zips like fire
I'm in deep, I'm the con-man
I was lining up, K-Mart
Niggas know I got heart
You feel me?
The propaganda hate black, my niggas too smart
I put peoples through hell, put him in the dark
Niggas snitched on 'em
Man, them niggas wasn't smart
And I dropped 'em in the dark, nigga

I'm a hit a nigga with the AK, I'm a stand here on the front line, Check this out, Everybody said what they gon' do, I'm down for the war I'm not scared to die

You know what I'm saying? It's only one way in and one way out in this game 05 fuck 'em

 

[fox69]

"Cook My Bitch"

"Cook My Bitch"


[Lil B:]
Goddamn, BasedGod, oh my God (Soulja Boy: Drank!)
You can take my keys, you can drive my bitch
Goddamn, BasedGod, we going in this mothafucka (Soulja Boy: Swag!)
Goddamn, Soulja, oh my God
You got bitches, goddamn
All these bitches, oh my God

You can drive my bitch (Swag), you can drive my Lexus
Drive that ho to Mexico to prove the bitch I'm reckless
Young BasedGod (Swag) drive the ho out of sissies (Soulja)
Bitch, I'm out the frame, and I ain't talking about them Lizzys
You looking so racist, different allocations
Different on they places, different with they numbers
Young BasedGod ride a bitch for the summer
Young BasedGod ride that ho on the dungeon

[Lil B and Soulja Boy:]
Now drive that bitch (Woo) (Drive)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Now cook that bitch (Cook)
Now cook that bitch (Chef)
Now cook that bitch (Chef)
Now cook (Steak) that bitch (Swag)
(Cook) (Swag) Drive that bitch (Cook) (Swag)
(Cook) (Swag) Drive that bitch (Cook) (Chef)
(Chef) Drive that bitch (Chef)
(Chef) Drive that bitch (Chef) (Woo)
Now cook that bitch (Cook)
Cook, Cook (Chef)
Cook (Chef), Knife (Chef)
Shoulder (Chef), [?]

[Soulja Boy:]
I'm in the kitchen
Look at my plate (Dre), whipping up the pasta (Pasta)
Young S-O-D (D), mothafucking monstas (Damn)
Now cook that bitch (Now cook that bitch), ain't got no keys (ain't got no keys)
Suicide my whip (suicide my whip), and I wreck her eat (make her eat)
Yelling "Diamond Beezy" (Eat), cooking like a chef (Eat)
Iron Chef Beezy (Beezy), twenty Hamburger Helpers (twenty Hamburger Helpers)
Bitch I'm going ham (Swag), and I'm going turkey (Drank)
Bitches at my door (OK), so I'm straight swerving (Swag)
Drive, drive, (Scerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!) drive, twenty miles
Drive, drive, (Errrrrrrr!) drive, forty thousand [imitating police sirens]
Swag, Swag, you know I'm popping tags (Drank) (Rain)
P.B.M., swag on deck (Pretty Boy Millionaires), and we all up [?] (BasedGod)

[Lil B and Soulja Boy:]
Now drive that bitch (Woo) (Drive)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Drive that bitch (Swag)
Now cook that bitch (Cook)
Now cook that bitch (Chef)
Now cook that bitch (Chef)
Now cook (Steak) that bitch (Swag)
(Cook) (Swag) Drive that bitch (Cook) (Swag)
(Cook) (Swag) Drive that bitch (Cook) (Chef)
(Chef) Drive that bitch (Chef)
(Chef) Drive that bitch (Chef) (Woo)
Now cook that bitch (Cook)
Cook, Cook (Chef)
Cook (Chef), Knife (Chef)
Shoulder (Chef), [?]

 

[fox69]

"Cook Steak Knife"

"Cook Steak Knife"


Uh, (swag) B, (swag) Based, (swag) swag

All my niggas come and cook like a chef
Straight Westside bitch we cook like a chef
Cook my main bitch, swag to the 6th
Young Based God make that ho suck my dick
All my young niggas, girl we cook like a chef
Cook my main bitch and she hot to the death
Cook my main bitch, swag to the 6
Young Based God with them bitches on my dick

Bitch a master chef, came up swaggin'
Young BasedGod, came hots out the magnum
10 on my dick cause I look like Jackson
10 on my dick cause I ride around smackin'
Slappin' my shit, cookin' like a bitch cook
Young Based God came straight with the fire
Young Based God came hard what you thinkin' 'bout?
Cook that main bitch ain't mean what you think about

Put that on the stove, cook that bitch whole
Young Based God came swaggin' like HOV
Jay-Z swag, 40 thou' swag
Young Based God came cooked with the bag
Young Based God came straight from the mag
With that swagged up all-day you know I'm 'bout that shit bra
Cooking like a bitch bruh, higher than a bitch bra
Young Based God cook my bitch bra

Cook my main bitch, swagged up shit
Young Based God takin' broads like this
Cook my main bitch, drop her in the pot
Swag to the 6, you know I'm so hot
Cook my main bitch, swag to the 6
Young Based God with them hoes on my dick
Cookin' like a chef, cookin' to the F
Young Based God cook my bitch like a chef

Ridin' up top, niggas hatin' on a boss
Goddamn Based God swag to the 8
Swag to the 10, swag to the 30
Young Based God look clean but I'm dirty
Young Based God came hard like...
Goddamn I'm twerkin', 6 cellphones
Goddamn Juiceman where the fuck you hidin'?
Shouts-out to OJ da Juiceman spit that crack

Damn Based God got 10 on my wrist
Goddamn Based God 10 on the bitch
10 on my dick, lookin' like the man
Goddamn Based God Toucan Sam
Swag like I zooted, goddamn I got booty
Young Based God got bitches on decoupage
Goddamn Based God swag to the 6
Man I bent up your girlfriend, broads on my dick
Cook that main bitch, cook her like an egg
Young Based God comin' straight with that flame
Cookin' all these hoes, nigga, cookin' in that shit
Young Based God with them hoes on my dick

Cookin' like a bitch, straight Westside
Bitches on my dick cause I came with the 30
Hoes on my dick cause I'm chef'd up swagging
30 on my dick and you know I'm fucking has been
Ask her what I'm doin', swag to my rang
Swag to the 6, 30 on my dick
Young Based God came hard like a chef
Cookin' main bitches, what the fuck is left?

Swag to the 6, swag to the Sun
Swag to the pharaoh, yes I'm carol
Swag like I'm marrow, in my bones
Swag in my bones, bone marrow swag
30 with that shit, 100 thousand dollars mayne
Young Based God got 10 on my wrist
10 on my rang, 30 on my chain
Young Based God doin' shit that you can't

Bitches on my dick nigga, swag

 

[fox69]

"Cooking Dance"
(feat. Soulja Boy)

"Cooking Dance"
(feat. Soulja Boy)



[Soulja Boy:]
Where you at?
I'm in the kitchen
What you got?
I got the dishes (Bitch, Ho)

Nigga this my cooking dance, cooking dance
This my cooking dance
I'm in the kitchen and I'm whipping up that other dance
I can't think of nothin' to rhyme with that
But suck my (you can suck my) dick bitch cause I'm worth a hunnid racks
My cooking dance, cooking dance (Based God) this my cooking dance
I'm in the kitchen and I'm whipping up my cooking damn (Dre)
I can't think of nothing to rhyme with that (swag)
But suck my dick cause I'm worth about a hunnid stacks
Cook, cook, cook, cook, drive, drive, drive, drive
(Aaaahhhh) Driving down the road, right by the ocean
I got bitches (swag) on my toes (Dre)
(Pretty boy swag) Pretty boy swagging on you fucking hoes (I do this)
This one for the females (I do this)
Cooking in the kitchen, whipping up the dishes
Pounds in the trash can, Soulja do the dishes (Gucci!)
Smoking on that purps white (swag) berry (swag) I'm a hustler (ok)
Used to stay in Batesville (yea) this is why they hating (yea)
Cause I'm on that Simpson Road, that WestSide since in '99
I was smoking hella purp and them hoes was looking fine (I do this)
I was young then with them Jays that ain't came out yet
Now I'm old, laid to rest, a hunnid thousand cash my check I'm cookin'

[Lil B:]
Cook, chef, steak, knife, (knife) knife, chef, (whoop) chef, chef, cook, cook, (swag) knife, chef, pots, chef, pots
And I got nothing to rhyme about
Young Based God suck my dick when they came out (swag)
All these bitches know that we know them, obvious
All these bitches know that we cashed out (swag) obvious (swag)
All these (swag) bitches know that we got (cash) money obvious (swag)
All these bitches know (swag) that they fucking us (swag) obvious (whoop)
God damn, we came in with that big swag
God damn Based God, God damn we swag (swag swag swag swag)
(Whoop) Nigga swagging to the millennium
Pretty boys yeah mane (whoop) we swagging (whoop) and we trill em' (swag swag)
Cause we trill'em, (whoop) kill'em (whoop)
Real young niggas (whoop) from the hood (swag) like we kill'em (swag)
But we not no kill'em, (swag) cocaine audio
God damn came in (yes) I'm feeling like Fabio (whoop)
Feeling so (swag) fabulous I cannot (swag) believe it's not butter
Bitches suck my dick cause I looks like their brothas
No incest (cest), bitch cut that check (swag)
Young Based God (whoop) with (whoop) 50 on that neck

Cook, chef, chef, cook, knife, (knife) steak, chef, steak, pots, cook, (chef) pots, (Soulja) knife, steak, (Based God) knife, (whoop) cook, steak, chef, pots, chef, pots, chef, cook, knife, chef, knife, steak, steak, knife, pots, cut, pots, cut, steak, (cook) chef, pots, chef. (whoop)

This my cookin' dance
Yeah Soulja Boy, BasedGod, this my cookin' dance
Soulja Boy this our, this our cookin' dance (chef) (swag)

 

[fox69]

"Corna Sto"

"Corna Sto"


What these niggas doing at the corner store man
Bout to hit that corner sto real quick feel me
See where my niggas at man
Feel me getting off these things at this store
We ride off the international at the east man at the store
Feel me we gonna get our rocks off we gonna get off everything we gotta get man

Everyday I step on bitches fuck em
Everyday I rock out zip the zips
Got five for the tip bitch I'm selling piff
Mixtape shit I rock up on you
Thugged out pissed off bitch I'm contagious
Got more shifts, underworld cocaine parties
With the president's girl
I rock in the corner all that dope up
I'm selling B's bitch this that Coca
Slow grind, and then I come up
I'm a made nigga like [?]
Still made niggas with the K or the Mack out
What's up bitch? I blow your back out
I love Hollywood but I love the crack house
Suckers see this fucking pain
Y'all bitches don't know this game, Lil B

There's a lotta niggas at the corner sto
My niggas burning bridges selling dough
There's a lotta niggas at the corner sto
My niggas burning bridges selling dough
There's a lotta niggas at the corner sto
My niggas burning bridges selling dough
There's a lotta niggas at the corner sto
My niggas burning bridges selling dough

 

[fox69]

"Cought A Case"

"Cought A Case"


I'm sayin I ain't trying to make fun of nobody, I ain't trying to promote no violence, but you know what's real?
Hey man: Dudes, and uh, females, is equal man
So I don't understand all these laws talking about, "Ohh why you beat up on the bitch, and why you beat up a girl?"
No. Bitches talk shit, and bitches get knocked out
Child support me, the bitch get knocked out

Beat my bitch up, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad
I beat my bitch last night, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad

Trying to child support me, that's a violation
Baby mama drama, no hesitation
These bitches act dumb, when you fuck em raw
I swear to God I ain't the pussy, I ain't?
But check this: bitches act fuckin' so I'll
Better stay out the pussy, make friends, and chill
But really, it's some solid girls
Shout out to the ones that's in they world
I beat it up because I'm so insecure
She say she wanna stay, but I'm not for sure
I think I might have some problems
Knock the bitch out, I'm so disgusted
She say she got some sunglasses, knock the bitch out
Oops! I'm sorry

Bitch I'm so exhausted
Badangdangdang ho I'm living off the game bitch

I beat my bitch last night, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad
Damn, shouldn't have did that
I beat my bitch last night, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad
I'm sorry bitch, I'm sorry
No I'm not!

It ain't my fault I knocked the bitch out
You should understand, don't play with kids
Don't put kids in it, you was living it
You love [?], man, bitch you will sip it
You got your head twisted, got the lead twisted
The court's on her side, let's pay attention
No money, don't worry, just paying attention
I told attention check, man, ___ the witness
You feel me?
All y'all bitches is tripping
I'm a send you a couple ho's on a mission
You feel me?
Fuck them businesses
Attention, man, I told you gotta pay attention
Stupid grades I put them bitches on it
You know what I'm saying?
Burning them bitches flaunting
You know what I'm saying?
All these ho's keep talkin, I'm gonna hit that bitch with a K8'er
You know what I'm saying?

I beat my bitch last night, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad
Damn, shouldn't have did that
I beat my bitch last night, I feel bad
Domestic violence case, I'm so sad
I'm sorry bitch, I'm sorry

 

[fox69]

"Crabs N A Bucket"

"Crabs N A Bucket"


Don't let nobody stop you, just believe in yourself
They be trying to hold you back cause the niggers is jealous
Everybody no talk about crabs n a bucket
Speak your mind if you feeling something

They try to get me for real, they try to get me
Try to take me out the zone, and do a nigger like 50
All I do is spread love, how you niggers is shifty
Bitch I came out thugging, see you niggers is greedy
Just believe in yourself, keep your plan in your mind
Cause nobody believe until you show them the grind
Everybody wanna sleep on your dreams and goals
Till you show you got money that's a lame ass role
But it's life you're lucky if your parents believe
They want you be [?] way, change the feelings you deceive them
Turn people want they best as you get happy
Those are ones the true friends, niggers hate so badly
Black people only raise a lot of haters,
A niggers ain't loyal
Black man killing blacks over money and oil
Blacks and say black cause nobody loyal
Only guns in the hood, people live in turmoil
You feel me?

Don't let nobody stop you, just believe in yourself
They be trying to hold you back cause the niggers is jealous
Everybody no talk about crabs n a bucket
Speak your mind if you feeling something

Really, how you feel, why these niggers is liars
Pimps and drug dealers, all them niggers is liars
Niggers come from the hood, and the niggers exhale
[?] for me, trying to make inhale
Every day another nigger down going to jail
He a addict this time, little niggers is frail
No love as babies, never hold by they mama
Mama was a crack user, she ain't have no conscience
You was sleeping on the floor, you ain't have no house
Even sleeping outside, cause mom put you out
As shit turns you hardcore, but you gotta forgive them
Ain't nobody [?] just keep living
Ain't nobody perfect, just keep living
Hurts my heart to say that
We all play different cards, how you deal them
Don't never give up man, follow your vision
You just [?] God damn it
I just wanna tell the real from my heart, man

You just [?] determination as you do drug dealing
And do that to life living
2 love not one love, cause both of us

Don't nobody stop you, just believe in yourself
They be trying to hold you back cause the niggers is jealous
Everybody no talk about crabs n a bucket
Speak your mind if you feeling something
Don't nobody stop you, just believe in yourself
Man this shit so deep for me, I can't really talk

Don't nobody stop you, just believe in yourself
They be trying to hold you back cause the niggers is jealous
Everybody no talk about crabs n a bucket
Speak your mind if you feeling something.

 

[fox69]

"Crime Fetish"

"Crime Fetish"


Crime fetish mixtape, almost they ready
Sloopy

It's a rap guy, fuck man and get it strapped
He fake, he ho fake, you better give him that
I did my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line I'm jumping into that
Bitch ass nigga, I ain't into rap
The full form look kinds crooked with the centreback
He eat, he gon eat, bring my dinner back
Every time I'm on that liquor I was the middle man
I wrote them pills like the doctor man
I'm short of one man holla
Like motherfuck it bitch
Every party I'm resting shit
With the rest of shit, got guns and the other shit
Don't lie, chrome lines and boat rides
Don't trip off that liquor, I'm getting all mine
We won't talk unless it's your find
Every time I come out the game, I'm under your line
Shotgun, put him to sleep on his yard line
Glock 9, sending bullets through his jaw line
I gotta draw a line
Feel me? Yea, I can't hear you
Yea yea, you talkin gibberish
Pistol in your mouth lil bitch like liquorish
Yea then the, I'm nigga rich I gotta
Couple guns in the back, tip a bitch
Yea this crime fetish on my liquor bitch
You feel me?
Get in, 2 door man, I flip a bitch
Ghost ridin the Maybach, probly fall asleep in the car, I'm talkin way back
Where the San Francisco wore a Oakland mays hat
Base boys to life, we gon take that
Yea, this that shit that bring the bay back, bitch
It's lil B

You know, but we always been here man
You know, niggas always say bring the bay back but we never left
We always there, on top, you feel me?
I'm just sayin man, we still got the time though
Yea man, I'm talkin bout you know... niggas is takin that shit to the next level, yea
Yes
Yea, crime fetish mixtape
You know motherfuckers can't fuck with it
Yea
Now niggas say who got it and who duggin, you feel me?
Yea, like I said man you already know
Slogan I don't mind, you know
Really, what it is at the year? I'm a tell you why I'm thugged out
Yea yea

He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
Like I said, you feel me?
This that real gas, you feel me?
You better give him that
He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
I dig my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line I'm jumping into that

Nigga this ain't just rap, you feel me?
Nigga this a real situation
That's where my shit come
You feel me?
Yea
Crime fetish mixtape
Yea
Yes

 

[fox69]

"Crown Me King"

"Crown Me King"


BASEDGOD

Now I'm gettin hot these niggas mad that I'm on the grind
Heard you got all the bitches bruh, that's a fuckin lie
My niggas from the waterfront, ask me seventh street
Ask me what I'm doin bitch I'm looking for the chewing, aye
Ten thousand dollar licks I'm on like Titan Tron
Rap game is shady so I'm fuckin with a magnum on
Cell phone I'm on callin me and textin me
I got a sexy bitch that speak Spanish like a Mexican
I been famous bitch, got signed when I was fifteen
I can fuck any bitch I want because I'm Lil B
Plus I pimp Lil B and that's a pretty bitch bruh
Thirty thousand dollars make your girl suck my dick cause
I'm Based God and I'm finer than my bitch bruh
Hoes actin psychos couldn't hit it like this blood
Put her on based low key like a ninja
And bang brrrang dang I'm off like a missile
Yeah, you feel me?

Crown me king [x6]
Young bitch
Crown me king, young bitch [x7]

Now I'm still Thraxx like coke boy I'm automatic
Six pieces, like pizzas
I said I needed six piece I'm hungry like an Indian
The rap game put me on my dick like I'm beatin it
Look me in my eyes I'm online like I'm online
Young nigga told me if I rap, gotta work hard
Five hundred based freestyles, I need a black car
A hundred myspaces bruh, what I do that for?
Plus I'm in the fast car driving like a high speed
Tatted on my throat and my chest bitch I'm heem
Had the ice chains, now I'm rockin on some new shit
Had to dump my old bitch, now I got a new bitch
Call me BasedGod bruh, gold mouth caddy
Jewelry on another level, you heard me?
I don't rock ice chains, nigga I'm a boss bitch
Nobleman's jewelry, as me what it cost bitch
Yeah, you feel me?

Crown me king [x7]
Young bitch
Crown me king, young bitch [x7]
Yeah

I told you niggas
Online rawest rapper alive
Lil B
Basedgod
Hundred thousand
You already know, rawest rapper, droppin you niggas faster
And faster
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