Lil' B

[fox69]

"5150"

"5150"


Westside bitch, Bitch Mob bitch
What is it, mayne
You know it...
Respect the Bitch Vol. 1
Yeah boy, it's your boy Lil B in this motherfucker
2011, I'm feeling great mayne
I'm tellin' you, man
I'm back in New Orleans
I'm chillin' with my fam

Niggas mad cause I do what the fuck I want
Nigga this that real shit that these females want
I be doing my thang, trips all day
38 round clip at the end of the K
I got bitches and I'm a pretty bitch
Cocaine rap with the size of them brick
That's that pretty boy, West Berkley music
I don't suck mayne, just do it
New Benz off the lot
Niggas hate on me cause BasedGod hot
But BasedGod the nigga that got me rich
And BasedGod the dude that fucked my bitch
I'm in New Orleans, posted up
R.I.P. Magnolia Shorty, R.I.P. Soulja Slim
I can't forget about them
Talkin' bad about Lil B, I'm a see about them

Go, Go

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

Now if I buy a new car, bitch I'm paying cash
If I got a new bitch, you can fuck a lass
I be all at the party, throwing Bacardi
[?] with an infrared red
Bitch mob, you know how we do it
Tiny ass pants with the lowkey shooters
Yeah bitch, I see you walkin'
A dude like me, I don't hear you talkin'
But I see you frontin', I ain't even mad
Cause I been bout something, bitch
Think I'm [?]
Bay area nigga man, hold that chopper
Bay area niggas toke that 40
Bay area niggas always go so dumb
My name Lil B, this that Bitch Mob music
Y'all already know 7th street boy
Come around with that 53

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

Work, work work
Work, work, work
Based, based, based
BasedGod bitch
Based, based, based

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

Bitch Mob bitch, Bitch Mob bitch, Bitch mob bitch
Throw it back bitch, throw it back bitch
Lil B bitch, Lil B bitch, Lil B bitch
BasedGod bitch, BasedGod bitch

All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
All my boys' bitches 5150
Man we staying hella based
And we fuckin' hella bitches

Man, this that Bitch Mob mixtape
Salute the bitch
Respect Da Bitch Vol. 1

 

[fox69]

"A Brick And FN"

"A Brick And FN"


I'm stuck in the hood with no money, I'm scared
Somebody front me a brick and FN
FN, ya feel me?
Yeah, fuck the kids, ya feel me? FN
I'm stuck in the hood with no money, I'm scared
Somebody front me a brick and FN
FN, namsayin'?
Keep gutter, feel me? FN

Who you gonna front? that kill that zip whodie
That FN with the clip whodie
Bet your bottom dollar that I come up
I'm soo down, bet my gun's up
Down with that smother, you could run up
I love seein' numbers, I love that bitch whodie
You could fuck the dope man, but not my bitch whodie
No homo, I rock in honda civics
Put my money on suckas
Put money on suckas bitches
White ally boy, my word is law
I put hands on niggas, put hands on crackers
Put money on suckas, I do numbers on hondas
You on't know me, beat ya then fuck ya
I'm a OG bitch, I'm a OG young nigga
Got shit crackin', I play dumb with ya
Some bricks and FNs, don't snitch, I'm a fuck with ya

I'm stuck in the hood with no money, I'm scared
Somebody front me a brick and FN
FN, ya feel me?
Yeah, fuck the kids, ya feel me? FN
I'm stuck in the hood with no money, I'm scared
Somebody front me a brick and FN
FN, namsayin'?
Keep gutter, yeah, feel me? FN

 

[fox69]

"Act Right"

"Act Right"


I'm a keep it 100 man, you know what I'm saying, I done had them real problems before, I ain't gon' lie, What if you done really woke up and your heart was hurting, Cause you like man, niggas don't fuck with me and you gotta handle some problems

Fuck you sucka ass niggas
Keep up the shit and I'm a hit you with the Glock
Ain't no love round here Lil Bitch
Niggas get raped for them motherfucking bricks
Ain't no love for them niggas in the hood
Let's keep it real and Let's straight facts
Who really care if a nigga get murdered?
Who really care if a nigga get jacked?
Don't nobody, Let's stay facts
Try to put you down when your skin turned black
Talking for myself, nigga, that's just how I feel
Niggas get killed, over dolla bills
Fuck the world, that's just how I feel
Fuck everybody, that's just how I feel
Don't love me, but I love you
Cross me over, then it's fuck you too
Niggas get shot and they laughing at you
Niggas get killed and they looking at me
Like, what's wrong with you
What's wrong with the hood
Don't nobody take time to work things out
Niggas want to shoot, niggas want to kill
Fuck them niggas, that's how I feel
That's how I feel
I'm like Fuck them niggas, man, that's how I feel

Get your act together, man

 

[fox69]

"Ain't Me"

"Ain't Me"


All the ladies, where you at
It's your boy Lil B in the house
All fellas, turn up
(BasedGod)

Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me
Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me

I don't talk, you already know what's up
Look me in my eyes and she wanna fuck
I be rocking solo with the top down
Word around town is I'm hot now
You're a freak ma, so lowkey
I can't hide, you know it's me
Have you ever chilled with a superstar
Private jets, black cars
I can take you places that you wanna go
Yeah I'm from the hood but I'm different though
She be laughing dipping low
I be trying to get physical
Beat the pussy, I'm emotional
I'm a Leo
You get what you see girl
She wanna see me yo

Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me
Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me

No, no, no, no
Ooh girl he ain't me
No girl he ain't me
Ooh girl he ain't me
No girl he ain't me

Be honest, have you ever chose up
I'm playing my lane, I don't want none
But I feel like you owe me some
You give off the vibe you a hoe or something
Ain't nothing wrong, I respect that
Hey waiter, where the check at
Girl you did me wrong, can't respect at
You left the table, won't forget that, damn
I'ma tap in
This ain't just rapping
I'ma go to the top floor
Meet me in [?] when I'm on tour
And I know you a hot girl
But come into my world
You see what I see
Girl you should be on TV

Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me
Yeah dude got money but he ain't me
He got a nice car but he ain't me
A real nigga what he can't be
Yeah you got a man but he ain't me

No, no, no, no
Ooh girl he ain't me
No girl he ain't me
Ooh girl he ain't me
No girl he ain't me

 

[fox69]

"All Alone"

"All Alone"


Yea
Come check me out girl I'm bout to call you in bout 5 minute
Don't trip off shit I'm talking about just know I'm finna put it in your mouth
Lil B for Lil Boss

Fuckin all these ho's and you know I'm riding solo
big body rims with that bitch all promo
Ask him ask her cheese like DiGiorno
nigga I'm the chef so you know I'm cooking bitches
Riding up top with the slab on that bitch
3 deep celular flash on that chick
Never been a simp cuz my razor blade is tailor made
I'm 1-5 on over drive, I'm with your girl she flexin ice
I'm bomb yes I'm the man just to suck my dick she flying from japan
Yes sir overseas never beg please ill beat her knees
mr. tree not mr. b I'm Lil B mr. clean
fuck I'm I'm fucking her like fuck me I'm fucking her bitch

Do yo dance ho
Do yo dance ho
Suck my dick bitch
suck my dick bitch
I'm home alone bitch
I'm home alone bitch
Nyeah I'm home alone bitch

Lil B.. come over I got about 30 ho's they not even trippin
I can call about 600 bitches and I know they'll come over
6 hundred million bitches on deck how does that feel
How does it feel to be home alone I might have to call somebody
sometimes its so lonely though its crazy all these bitches
but I'm still so lonely

Young nigga not a dumb nigga talkin shit what nigga?
fuck ya ho I'll run ya ho like papa dough
at papa doughs I'll cook ya bitch book ya bitch
twamp sac got her going dumb with 2 rings I got one one fortune cookie Ima fuck
And I'm god and I'm the shit riding up deep dish, president nigga deep temp nigga
I'm thraxx nigga basedgod fuck ya bitch
No prob like terminator swachernagger
Drop your bitch then demonstrate her
All night bitch

I'm all night bitch, yeah
I'm all night bitch, yeah
I'm all night bitch, yeah

Lil B for Lil Boss

Yeah
I'm all alone bitch
I'm all alone bitch

Yeah baby so you know I can always do whatever I need to do man
you know I come back on deck one time one time for the red time

Other then that I'm all alone you ain't really gotta worry about much
just know I'm here to roam
See me when you need to see me be me when you need to be me
You know what I mean things is reading to get the green
You know you gotta do the thing to get the things
Make the team to make the a team.. you know what I mean? for real though

 

[fox69]

"All Day"

"All Day"


[Intro:]
Welcome to the underground hip-hop cypher!
Where we have the great Lil B!
West Coast MC in the building
Give this man a round of applause, please
See we don't have too many people in here tonight
But it's ok, cause this is real hip-hop
Let's go!
Good job, Lil B, spit for us

[Verse 1:]
Watch out, I grind for the better days
Even for the rainy days
And niggas still getting paid
I'm like Magic
Don't brush and still getting waves
"Lil B, Lil B"
Swear to God I'm getting famous
I don't crack under pressure
Like them dinner plates
Made my own rules
A nigga never been a slave
Y'all getting raped for the money
Y'all getting AIDS
I'd rather see a better day
Nah, I'm never getting played
Niggas want to play a game
Bitch, I'll demonstrate
I'm not a killer, but I love to give fades
Fucking with the Boss, boy, the bitch gotta give me brains
Want to keep it simple as possible
Brrangdangdang
What's up, girl?
Brrangdangdang
Your sidekick...
Man, we can go aim for aim
Like Lil Wayne
Bitch I got bling bling
Bitch want to go to space
I'm like "I'm going to Sing Sing"

[Hook:]
Watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, yo watch me spit fire
All day
Yo yo, woah, woahhh

[Verse 2:]
They ain't told me bout the game
I got [?]
Shitty niggas
They talking bout they cash flow
Blinded by the cash
Cars and the fast hoes
Lot of niggas won't help
Cause they ask wrong
My niggas, I smash on em
You feel me?
Just the jewelry, they want some
I don't want to listen to you when you're right
These niggas ain't your friends, man, they lost a million fights
It's a shady game
And it's darker in the reich
Until you bopping hoes
You gotta ride my bike
Because it's money on my mind, it's sitting left
The game is on the right and I'm trying to get a bite
Fuck it, get the whole half
I'm trying to get something
Basedworld, we going crazy
Fuck em and they cousins
This is
Motherfucking bad hoes
It's nothing
The game come with it
I love it, Lil B

[Hook:]
Watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, watch me spit fire
All day
Yo, yo watch me spit fire
All day
Yo yo, woah, woahhh

 

[fox69]

"All I Have"

"All I Have"


[Intro: Lil B]
Aye real shit
You know this Gold House mixtape
You feel me? We really get live
All I got is one thing man
Fuck you niggas hating, and speaking shit behind my back
You feel me?
You know I ain't fucking with none of you niggas

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Got two things
That’s two things
I don’t come around bitch
And we don’t got to hang out
This shit really bang out
I be on my home turf
Don’t come around here
I -- Then I cock that
All black 36, I’m so top hat
All I got is my dick and my word
I don’t play around cause I’m damn near servin'
Damn near fell off and I damn was hurting
Until I found the master plan, now I am for certain
I fuck around and I’m finna touch a billion
You know I’m the rawest out
Ain’t nobody fuckin' with me
That money niggas made and they hate on me
Now I don’t want to rhyme about shit
I do 100 grand shows and I’m selling out that bitch
And player, I ain't a rapper, I’m a game spitter
That's word to my nigga
Based God

[Verse 2: Lil B]
All I got is my balls and my fucking word
I’m smoking zips to the head
I got some fucking nerve
It takes 1 to 2 weeks to see if your sick
Strapped up in the mansion with a 50 bin
My semi clip the same size as 50 cent
Gimme change and a dollar, i’m taxing bitch
Gimme brain and I holla cause i’m active bitch
Bitch Mob Gold House Based World bitch

[Outro: Lil B]
Like I say man
All I got is my brain and my heart
All I got is two things
I got my brain and my muthafucking conscious
Fuck my balls and my word
I got my brain my heart and my conscious
Based god
I got 10 thangs, 30 thangs
You heard me?

 

[fox69]

"All I Know"
(feat. Waka Flocka & Soulja Boy)

"All I Know"
(feat. Waka Flocka & Soulja Boy)



[Waka Flocka:]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherfucker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck nigga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know

[Soulja Boy:]
Tell me why a nigga hit the club super deep
Screaming SODMG, Brick Squad 1017
Just like my little brother birthday, 1017
Smokin' hella fuckin' purp since 1017
Aw it's a new day, bitch, now we run the game
A.T.L. stand the fuck up, bitch I'm screamin' out Money Gang
All y'all motherfuckin' niggas is lame
I'll put that tech, put that shit to your neck
SOD Gang in this motherfuckin' club
All y'all lame niggas show motherfuckin' respect, SOULJA!
Lil B: Damn Soulja Boy, Waka Flocka y'all be swaggin'
Pull off in that Lambo and that car look like a dragon
Eighty for a show, pussy nigga mane what's happenin'?
My jeans cost thirty thousand dollars and they saggin'
Soulja Boy: Shout out to my nigga Gucci, we about to shoot a movie
Shout out to my nigga Holiday, we 'bout them fuckin' groupies
Word around town I am on deck
Soulja Boy Tell'em he cashed that check
With the stacks, and the racks, and the goons
And the brand new album comin' soon bitch
Sweep it like a broom bitch

[Waka Flocka:]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherfucker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck nigga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know

[Lil B:]
Tiny jeans nigga and I comes with the choppah
Bitches on my dick cause I look like they father
Westside nigga, Donald Trump's be my father
Rich young nigga and I smokes like a rasta
Iced out ring, make that bitch wanna slobber
Cheese like that nachos, damn I need an Oscar
Bitches on my dick, they treat BasedGod like Odwalla
Fuck my main broad and I might just go an rob her
Pretty Boy Swag, your bitch like Cousin Skeeter
Young Based God came straight with the heater
Iced out bitch, home run like Derek Jeter
Your ho talkin' down, I'm Chris Brown so I beat her
Ask about my visa, bitch smoke this reefer
Young Based God cost forty for the feature
AK47 leave your ass like my reefer
West Berkley niggas, Waterfront through your speakers, rich nigga

[Waka Flocka:]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherfucker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck nigga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know

 

[fox69]

"All My Life (Remix)"

"All My Life (Remix)"


All my life...
I done told you I'll be alright...
Yea, Angels Exodus, it's Lil B

My life, I done told you
I done cried all night
But don't worry gonna be based for life

Man my heart is hurt from the past of hurt
Trying to stay real
Shit we never learned, maybe I will
The truth set me free
My mom told me
If suckers hate, keep moving
Battle scars, inducted into man-hood
Niggas never learn things
Market for success and fakers
Devilish, rude and hatred
Transfer through the music
Some is amusement to listen to it
Morning time, your brain is fresh absorbing all the sounds at a clear psych
I'm not surprised niggas is still dying
The music we feeding
And teaching to the younger people the reason
For bleeding
Jail and pistols, they hug the block, the children hug their mothers
No where to defend a lost cousin
For lost thugging
Their time is coming

My life, I done told you
I done cried all night
But don't worry gonna be based for life

Nigga I keep it real
Nigga I keep it real
Promise that, thinking about the meals
When I didn't have no meals
Niggas is scarred foreal
But I will follow the older niggas that resemble features
See they movement interact
I grew older my mind's different, taking chances
Some people died
I couldn't believe the day I cry
I'm sadder and I'm madder than ever
I Gotta get it together
I'm thinking with no honor
Bushido blade I'm way beyond it
Niggas whine in America
It's faker and dumping they problems
And watching from the outside
I took myself out the picture
Started seeing from the eyes of the people
Suckas is evil
Angels Exodus

My life, I done told you
I done cried all night
But don't worry gonna be based for life

 

[fox69]

"Alota Bitches"

"Alota Bitches"


[Intro:]
Yeah, yes
I got alot of bitches, yeah!
Everybody knows I got alot of bitches
P.Y.T mixtape Lil B, feel me? I got alot of bitches
Everybody know!

[Verse 1:]
You can tell I got alot of bitches
Would you be mad if I had 52 bitches?
I don't care, niggas know I got bitches on my dick
Middle finger to a hater, cause a hoe ain't shit!
That's a figure of speech, I need adrenaline beat
About 15 girls with my name in leash,
About 51 girls would what you say, I'm the best
22 girls wanna put my name on their chest
Team by me when I ride in the streets
Went deep with the bitch in the back seat.
Lil B, you're the fucking man
The world on my nuts, the bitch in my hand
You feel me? I go so hard
But not like this, you feel me?
Yeah man, I'm a tell you why rip shit, man
You feel me, I got bitches!

[Hook:]
I'm the best shot
I will never cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch, cuff
I don't cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch
I will never lie, everybody know
I got alot of bitches!
I'm the best shot
I will never cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch, cuff
I don't cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch
I will never lie, everybody know
I got alot of bitches!

[Verse 2:]
You can ask me about my left one,
And you can ask me about my right one
But sometimes I say she's not the right one
And sometimes I think she is the right one
But sometimes is very not the nice ones
Sometimes you'll really be those right ones
They'll be acting like the right one
But really, are you the right one?
I don't know! They'll be playing those games
I don't know! 'cause I be saying those lames
I don't know! we be playing those games
So I be thinking about all my bitches
And I'll be thinking about how many bitches I got
I'll be saying, God damn, I'm the man
Lil B, got bitches in your hand!

[Hook:]
I'm the best shot
I will never cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch, cuff
I don't cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch
I will never lie, everybody know
I got alot of bitches!
I'm the best shot
I will never cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch, cuff
I don't cuff the bitch, cuff the bitch
I will never lie, everybody know
I got alot of bitches!