Lil' B

[fox69]

"Do Da BasedGod"

"Do Da BasedGod"


Do da BasedGod, yeah. Do da-, know what I'm saying? 05 Fuck Em nigga, do da BasedGod. You know what I'm saying? Bitch Mob what it do? Based boys

Niggas be fucking with me, get their head popped
I be on the block with forty, like E-40
Niggas get the last shots for fucking with the BasedGod
Niggas be cool but why you hate the BasedGod?
Maybach sixty-two bitch with the space spot
Fee fi fo fum, fucking hoes in the bum
Fucking hoes in the mouth for hating on the BasedGod
I wanna take this timeout to say 'Thank You BasedGod'
Shoutout to Mac Miller, I still got the Mac Miller
Kill 'em with the Mac Miller, I got a couple straps nigga
Yeah, I got?
Thirty with the motherfucking Desert Eagles bitch
Thirty bitches want to fuck me, eww
I got thirty bitches, oh my God I'm so special
I don't be fucking with the girls unless they special
You never seen my bitch before, she is like a gecko
She want to be called a girl, I'm like 'yup'
She want to be called a bitch, I'm like 'next'
Got too many bitches, there's way too many bitches
These bitches want to fuck me, and have my fucking baby
Pop that Glock nine, bitch you hating
I see fucking niggas and no I don't fuck with you
I got a book, you should read it
I got the whole game if you really fucking need it
BasedGod!

[x8:]
BasedGod. Do da BasedGod

It's some real street niggas from the whole fuckin' bay
I be out in 'em, it's like 'Bitch, where you stay? '
'Light bitch, where you rocking'? ' 'Light bitch, where you drankin'? '
'Light bitch, turn up, I be hyphy off the drank.'
Niggas got swag, but I don't really fuck with y'all
Fuck your ho in the mouth, then I sell an eight-ball
Wassup with it, my niggas go dumb like Mac Dre did it
Like Mac Dre did it!
This on me, that's on life
Nigga, I'm real as it gets
Bitch, no cheques
Fuck your bitch and fuck you bitch
I'm a tell you this 'bout this
And I'm a tell you that 'bout this
I'm a tell the bitch 'bout bitch
And I'm tell tell mmm meh!

[x8:]
BasedGod. Do da BasedGod

 

[fox69]

"Do It"

"Do It"


[x4:]
Do it like that, bitch
Do it like that
Do it like that
Do it like that

Girl so thick, let me hit it from the back
Shake it to the ground, do it like that
Girls in the house, make some noise, where you at?
This the summertime, bitch, do it like that

Do it like that, bitch
Do it like that
Do it like that
Do it like that

Freaky-ass girls, put your hand in the air
Freaky-ass girls, put your hand in the air
Freaky-ass girls, put your hand in the air
Freaky-ass girls, put your hand in the air

Need a big, bad bitch with a lot of back
Lil B, here my bitch back
Go in the club, I don't know how to act
Happy New Year's, bitch, we gonna throw stacks
Where them thick hoes with a lot of ass?
Oooh, she a nerd, bitch, I love that
Bollyworld Basegod, whattup, I need an Indian girl like wassup
Look at her face when she twerking
I ain't got no job, I ain't working
Fuck that

Hey girl, I got a proposition for you
You need to come work, girl
You need to come work for me
What?
I said, you should come work for me
OK

Do it like that, bitch
Do it like that
Do it like that
Do it like that

Woop, woop, basedgod
Woop, woop, Lil B

 

[fox69]

"Do It Like Bluit"

"Do It Like Bluit"


These niggas ain't got no bitches like me
Man I'm a play some games cause I got a lot of bitches
Man these niggas don't got NO bitches bruh
I got to get up out of here man this shit ain't for me I ain't gon' lie
I'm trying to see where the bitches at bruh
I ain't gon' lie take me up out of here
Wherever there ain't no bitches bruh get me the fuck up out of here bruh
K-keep it one hundred

Bitch understand I'm the rawest to do it
Fuck the ho in the mouth then I go stupid
65 bitches and I do it like bluit
Fuck the bitch in the - Ho is you stupid?
It's Bitch Mob, shout out to Wolf-pack
Shout out to Based World the bitch gon' say that
Bitch understand, I'm so presidential
With 56 fans, the bitches love Based God
56 Bitches, all set Based God
Tell you like this bitch I'm talking bout the come-up
Got 20 bitches and you know I'm finna' fuck some
Got 50 bitches and I'm flexing with my double-up
Got 30 bitches and I'm flexing that double cup

You know what I'm saying?
You know I'm leaning all day man 05 Fuck Em
You know we came straight from the lean
Nigga gotta stop blowing that tree get up on that lean
Sippy-sip you know what I'm saying?
Fuck Em, you know what I'm saying?
Rolling up, you know what I'm saying?
Daily though, you know what I'm saying?
Purp, blunts, always nigga fuck what ya heard
Fuck what ya heard to the max, you know what I'm saying?
05 Fuck Em mixtape, let's rock

 

[fox69]

"Do My Job"

"Do My Job"


OK, OK, oh my God, oh my God!
I got a lot of bitches; It's a party!
It's a Bitch Mob party! I got a lot of bitches!
Lil B! Look at me! (WOOP!)

Bitch suck my dick cause I look like God
Got me fucked up, nigga, don't act surprised
I'm swagged up! Bitch, way above the rim
Bitch Mob; Nigga, go tell a friend
Matter of fact, mothafucka, I'm a tell the world
Tiny shirt, tiny pants, I'm a fuck your girl
And I still go dumb, ask the bitches about it
Flex 52 bitches; call me Mr. Richmond
Bitch suck my dick 'cause I'm riding on 30's
I act like an attorney
I'm lyin' on my dick
Askin' me about the BasedGod, bitch, you know about him
He gon' fuck my bitch and he gon' fuck yo bitch
I'm talkin' like that
I'm spittin' straight facts
Fuck yo bitch in the ass, nigga, how you love that?
Tell you 'bout me, I'm a tell you 'bout you
Thank you BasedGod, nigga, fuck my bitch, WOOHOO‼‼

Fuck yo' ho in the mouth, I'm a do my job [x8]

Hey bitch, what it do?
Ya already know, ho, come fuck me!

Baby mama drama, startin' with vagina
So pussy wet, man, I thought you would've signed her
Ridin' on a bus, man, I'm tryin' to get designer
Nigga hatin' on me, man, I don't want the drama
4 XT, man, that's where I took the choppa
Bitch Mob, Bitch Mob, tell me 'bout yo' partna
Lil B, BasedGod, Bitch Mob, Goldhouse
51, 88, 72 to 9 route
Bitch, this my house, I know you wanna fuck me
Step yo game up, bitch, look at me, bitch
I know Lil B, bitch, I came up out-of-state
Still flexin' membership, bitches wanna fuck me
Don't second guess me; bitch, I'm Wayne Gretzky
I swear to God, nigga, I ain't never got Nexty [?]
Goddamn bitch, Lil B crazy
Goddamn bitch, I'm swagged up in the 80's
Fuck it
Ridin' down town and you know I'm in a bucket
Fuck it, ridin' in a bucket
Bitch, you know I'm downtown and I love it

Fuck yo' ho in the mouth, I'm a do my job [x8]

 

[fox69]

"Doin Bad"

"Doin Bad"


I'm like a beautiful mind, like I got my own genius, you know, it ain't hard to find, the love ain't hard to find inside

And I make it first
Damn near nodded off, when I hurt that shirt
My young light told me bruh got knocked off
Voice was sour, had to go take a shower
Thought in a hour that the pain go away
But to see in my face and its hitting in my brain
Last breath, it was talking about that message
For the people lost their life half stepping
Counting up blessings
Open up their eyes
Cause I walk around asleep
Nobody knows when your love ones gone
Stay growing
And I love home
Whatever bitch I love home
Niggas coming off the dome
Giving up pain
Sliding with the throne
Riding round town niggas all standing strong
Got a hold weight, move that 8 long
I seen suckas hold guns right by the waist up
Trying to put you underground like dug outs and based ball
I'm a get great, coming with the tech out
Come full force, this that next route
Lay 'em on the ground show 'em what the set 'bout
Can't believe he gone and I still feel pain
I'm moving to the top my feelings stay the same
This that real game

Now, what you gon' do when you go on a drought now

I'm sleeping on the floor now
Everything's war now
People tell me slow down
How can I slow down
When people dying all around
My mind float in every space
The dope make me levitate
Drugs on the dinner plate
Niggas gon' always hate
Until they see the game fake
Too late
So circa 68
Dude like me see way, when I'm down bad
My heart and thi- shit
Is the only thing I ever had
Now who can I really trust
Blunt smoking after blunt
I check with my P01's
I can see it in her eyes
That she got no heart
But niggas don't say shit
They treat me like a villian and I ain't even dangerous
But I let the K split
Shit that ain't shit
You suckas want war I'm here and I
Y'all bitch ass niggas y'all gotta face it
Glock nine 20 give you niggas face lifts

Now, what you gon' do when you go on a drought now

 

[fox69]

"Doja 2"

"Doja 2"


It's war in the game
It's war in the game
Yeah, It's ya boy Lil B
Yeah you know it's Based Freestyle

It's war in the game, seem so strange
People so crazy, everybody deranged
I do what I gotta do for this God damn fame
Stay on myself I'm already at the top of the shelf
What I gotta do now, ride around town
Solo with the mac, motherfuckers know that I hold this shit back
Motherfuckers know that I gotta stay quick to the state
Supposed to the mac, like a motherfucking ho with the sack
You know what I gotta do bitch I gotta roll for toes
For tires, for more, for gaze in it, bitch you can't aim
She gonna do 38 minutes, a damn shame
Motherfuckers quit the game before they even start it
Then I'm coming so hard this
I stay with the game and the mac
And the motherfuckers know that I come for it back
I'm from the under, I come from the bottom
Motherfuckers wanted to leave me dog
Motherfuckers wanted to leave me for gone
Motherfuckers wanted to leave me for gone
Do what I'm gonna do I'm gonna stay strong
You tryin' to leave me out the game, I'm like
Damn bitch I'm taking you out the game
And buy enough top motherfuckers know I got it
Motherfucker know I got the game on live
I shower all day, this ship 20 to 5 motherfucker
Motherfucker I can't stop my brain on fry
My brain so fried, put an egg inside
Can't hide the pain inside, see the pain in my eyes
The pain, the anger fuck motherfuckers man
And fuck these strangers riding around town
Acting dangerous coming, fronting
See the mac is stainless
Let them see why the mat is changing
Let them see why my reaction's dangerous
Let them see why I act them stages
Let them see why this plain nine stage, bitch
What you gon' think when we come for you
My heart is so frozen for you
Riding around the town with the doja 2
With the doja 2, I'm ridin' around town bitch hit the doja 2
Sucks for you, we ride around town with that mac bitch

 

[fox69]

"Domestic Violence Case"

"Domestic Violence Case"


I don't give a fuck about these hoes
You feelin me like I said
They tryin to child support me hoe
Go get it you nah sayin
Yea I beat up on bitches you know
Am saying pussy ass niggas

Yea beating up on bitches we on the same page
Domestic violence case in front of my friends
Child support paid that I must be a chicken fuck off
This is MMA because I love slappin bitches
Ride around town with that Goddamn bitch
Bitch why you liking that nigga pictures on Instagram
Bitch bae who you hanging out with
And who's that nigga in the picture with you
Who's that bae I'm going to beat you up
Because I'm fucking jealous marco bitch
Yo I'm down for them numbers
I'm down for the smother love to flex under
Put hands on that bitch I put hands on bitches
I might do numbers I pulled back out the hummer
Child support you going to die I got sell on 30
I came back loaded double up numbers
I'm doing fucking numbers do I look like a runner
Flexing baby hummer I might be doing numbers
You feelin me yeah real I fire on that bitch
Fuck over for the money I rob you for some shit
You crackers this is a link ya'll niggas is bitches
I ain't even playing chess dumb bitch
Fuck I ride up on niggas solo who you fucking with
I don't give a shit you niggas sound gay
And you niggas style stupid
Braggin on young niggas and shit I handle business
My self I do that I put that last for myself straight G
Moving brinks and peas trying to get the line on
Everything that you need I got door knobs and I got keys
But all this shit is make believe
Lil B you Know what am saying son
Plenty of ya'll need to get knocked out you feelin me
And you just groupie ass bitches that want to come around
For some cheques or some file shit
Don't come up over here if you want to get choked the fuck out
You know we treat hoes like niggas equal
We ain't havin that don't be worried about him
You pull up on the bitch why you worried about him
Beating up on him that nigga you nah am saying
We all equals you feelin me I choke that bitch out
Just like how I choke out one of you niggas you nah am saying
Knocking hoes out thugs got pissed off and
Feelin that's what time it is
These fake ass bitches gettin it we ain't playin with them
You know mean as long as the bitches ain't doing nothing to me
I ain't doing nothing for none of them
Thugs got pissed off you feelin me
It's your boy Lil Boss It's your boy Lil Boss
Yea yea yea man these hoes these hoes can get it man
And all these punk ass bitches
Yak know am saying you see me on Instagram and shit
Trying to find all niggas I just about that bitch
But I'm a tell you hoe don't play around with me like that
Bitch don't try to feel me play with my feelings and shit hoe
Put your face in the fucking wall bitch you nah am saying
Thug got pissed off man don't play them child support
Games neither man bitch tryin to put the kid in the middle
Of something you know what am saying
This is how you end up been missing hoe
You know what I mean yea she better not get me pissed off
Fuck her fuck em for life fuck these bitch ass hoes
Fuck these fake ass bitches you niggas cryin over a bitch
All my fucking niggas you want to hit a bitch
Captain save a hoe ass nigga

 

[fox69]

"Don't Go Outside"

"Don't Go Outside"


Man we rocking to the motherfucking top, like I said man, Hoop Life mixtape man, we don't take nothing from nobody, we got bitches, we got money, we got swag, before everything we based, Aye, Imma tell you something man, tiny pants everything, Bitch Mob in this motherfucka, we got bitches

Fuck you new niggas, man that's how I feel
And fuck you old niggas, man that's how I feel
50 grand show bitch, no deal
Sweet talking me, bitch you'll get yo ass killed
Man you broke ass promoters can't book me
Fuck ten thousand nigga, what the lick read?
Fuck holding weight bitch, what the zip be?
Robbed the drug dealer, all my zips free
In Miami with a young bitch
Quit talking about the law I'm not dumb bitch
Nigga motherfuck the law I'm eating crumbs bitch
And I broke the bitch jaw in one-on-one bitch
Leave me alone, I work too hard
I'm that bitch with a green card
Man this life is a fucking gamble
So I discipline bitches and set examples

[Hook x2:]
I murk young niggas and I murk old niggas
I don't go outside no mo nigga
I'm doing life in my mansion
With these bad bitches dancing

I'm just trying to eat, bruh can you put me on
It's not my fault a nigga dealt shady cards
I hit my licks and bitch I took a charge
I'm so filthy rich, boy I swear to god
If you come from the hood you know my problem
I step straight outside, them niggas started choppin'
Erybody in the club, just started howling
When he gave me that look I know he got problems
I never start shit, I'm gonna end it
I told them niggas it's Thanksgiving
Man fuck them niggas like it's Thanksgiving
I ride through that city, with the chopper spinning
In the suburbs, nigga, with the guns and dope
THIS IS NOT JUST A BLACK THING NO MO!
I pimp myself nigga like a pimp a ho
Man tell me shit hot man you need to go

[Hook x2]

How you gon' eat, bitch how you gon' sleep?
I'm geeked off the fame I can't fucking sleep
Keep my eyes open, all my eyes open
Niggas try to play me, bitch that iron totin'
I don't gotta play games, I'm not the best actor
Just because you a nerd, don't mean you a backpacker
This is backpack rap with the dope in it
This that underground rap with that coke in it
A little weed, let me roll a blunt
I'm off to LA with my niggas
I'm off to LA with my niggas
I'm out in LA fucking bitches
I'm out in LA fucking bitches
And Lil B, nigga this for real
Drive Maybach bitch and I'm popping pills
I don't talk shit, bitch that will get you killed
...Bitch

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Dont Forget About Me"

"Dont Forget About Me"


Feelin them good days when it seems to be real
And tell me I ain't never forget them days but you know what? She still gutter
You feel me? Like motherfuckers still bugging and keeping this shit real in the hood, man I ain't gon lie
This here some of the niggas ouchea
Aye man, there's still some real people alive
You know I ain't forgot about Gino
I dedicate this to you, don't forget about me
But this Illusions of Grandeur Part 2 Mixtape
You know this is just real
You know we had it on to history
Yea yea yea

I was raised in the gutter, shouts out to the big rock
I was born in the good, first steps on the black top
My hoodie inside out and my pants is backwards
There was a blunt in my mouth, staying close to the ratchet
My young niggas died, he was cool for the casket
But life he was on, I'm still living through asses
Niggas don't play me, they just gotta pay me
And the hood niggas call me the God of emcee
Don't make that, this life shit crazy
Gotta play your cards right, pushing the hard white
You lost your life like it was clothes
I stay close the close
Niggas talk, I'm lifting like their home
Real niggas from the day don't tuck their chrome
You talkin bulshit, you better leave me alone
There's no tolerance for these fake ass niggas, I don't fuck with the hood
Cause they snake ass niggas
The ones that go to jail keep the couple for job
They say life's hard but it's all in your mind
You just got a ticket, go pay that fine
Now you don't fell of this nigga, it's a long ass line
I don't get the food stamps, have no car to drive
Walking with my mom, carrying food down the street
My arms hurt, beyond the bus now
We gon spoo under the bridge
I was waiting for the 51 right near canned foods and the saki bar
But I stay gassed up and I don't have no car
The bus was my friend, it took me places real far
Don't forget about me... Lil B

Yea, don't forget about me
You can't forget about that dack shit
You know? This the real stories, yea
Feeling balling to the top
Yea, don't forget about me
Yea, ride with me one time while we stroll down the memory lane

How you gonna dream when you can't turn clear?
I have never been scared, I put zips anywhere
But I keep my eyes open cause these snakes is focused
You gon ride with that burn and turn his ass to a locust
Reincarnated, we gotta try it another life
You came back a butterfly, spread your wings and fly
I'm sorry that you died but I don't respect you
You was a hater on earth, wasn't no more special
Now you layin 6 feet, the dream that get you
Niggas wanna stay down with that same ass mental
You a pimp or you a dealer?
Drug addict or a killer?
I'm waiting for the day I see a doctor with gold teeth
Do it for me, the hood rise asleep
Don't forget about me
My name's Lil B

Thud out the street, Lil B
Yea shouts out to 6-3, certain street you know
We water frontin
Then the shouts out to Buckie South but you are there, you know
Shouts out to Oakland, you already know it
Shouts out to Rigsby in San Francisco, Valeo
Ya feel me?
San Jose, EPA, the whole damn bay
Marine, shouts to all that
You already know it man, we thuggin
Shouts out Valejo, you motherfuckin jungle
Missouri, I'm talkin about we bag into that real talk we know
Shouts out Fresno, we tracin stock yea
You know, we've dug into that, 100
Shouts out San Ramon and all that
Vic Deville I see you, Sacramento what it is
You know we pushin that hard line
Reno, south South Nevada, I see you
You know we fuckin with that real bird talk
You know, shouts out Seattle and all that
Ya feel me?

Lil B mixtape, Illusions of Grandeur Part 2
Fuck with me

 

[fox69]

"Dont Miss The Gems"

"Dont Miss The Gems"


Uh, Devil Music
Red Flame

Alone again, some nights, I fight
The night time by myself, niggas is crying
I'm outside with no help. Sicker than ever
The hood controlled, by a substance
I'm just a poet from the Waterfront circumference

I'm blessed to think, how I think with patience
Look at the situation, assess it, this shits a blessing
How I move reckless and still make records, that speak to you
This is a gift from God, a gift, a present, from up above
It's heaven upon earth, most people say hell
From what they seen first hand, I can't blame em
Pandimanium, going through craniums, shaken up
By the Police, killing our hoods, and raping em

People are selling drugs
Without thinking about the families that they are tearing apart
Be selling dope to fiends, while they praying at alters
Try'na, dig inside their conscience, blank stares, is awkward
Went, to YouTube and seen it in his eyes

His soul was tormented by the Demons
Made mistakes, he can't get over
I pray to the spirit, that's watching over my life, and
My boundaries, Lil B, around the world, you know how bad I want it
Slaughter all opponents, No Karma, staying high with no drama
I'm similar, to farmers, working everyday with dreams, of a sauna

You believe up in the people, some lead you to direct evil
Others lead you to, the see through. Disguised as a person
But deeper means to verses, it all starts if the writing
Is cursive... Red Flame

This is Deep, Devil Music, Lil B
Shouts out to NaS, Cocaine Blunts

Shouts out to nahright, 2dopeboyz, Rap Radar
I'll roots, Feeder rap

Devil Music, They wanna deny me, they just
They just mad cause I'm so swagged up
But I'm the realest to do this shit

You need to look past the message
If you can't look at my videos, put it on mute
Don't even look at me just listen to what
I'm saying

Don't Miss The Gems - Lil B