Lil' B

[fox69]

"Workin"

"Workin"


Enquanto niggas estavam preocupados em destituir legados
Os meus manos tavam todos a (workin)
Não ligo o que de mim tens falado
Vários hits no mercado
Tudo mérito pois nós tamos a (workin)
Tua baby quando ta na minha cama
Meu mano ela vive um drama
Porque eu ponho aquele booty a (workin)
TRX Music lenda nesse game
Vocês falam e não são ninguém
Vos ganhamos mesmo sem estarmos a (workin)
Conta os niggas que já começaram
Conta os niggas que pararam
Poucos é que continuaram a (workin)
Muitos desses niggas se esforçaram
Beef para nós lançaram
Não brilharam porque não tavam a (workin)
Eu tou no club e bro tu tas também
Bue de bottles de champagne
A diferença que eu estou lá só a (workin)
Vês a rollin tipo presidente
Todos com intermitentes
Sai da frente porque num tas a (workin)

Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't, workin'

Álcool no meu copo meu poe louco
Já tou no meu quinto copo
E no meu corpo vejo que ele está (workin)
E ela diz que tou sempre ocupado
Baby eu não sou culpado
A verdade é que eu tou sempre a (workin)

Com o Viana a rollin na Lisa
Dentro dum carro na A5 acho que estávamos duas vezes lá (workin)
Umas bitches me amam ou outras me difamam eu não sei Acho que existo duas vezes cá (workin)
Muitos niggas contra nós conspiram
E muitas intrigas criam
Mas a tua inveja bro não está a (workin)
All my niggas ballin everyday
Tudo que gastamos vem
Não te metas se tu não tas a (workin)
Quando pensam lançamos tudo
Criticam o meu conteúdo
Nós calamos todos niggas a (workin)
Muitos já vieram e já foram
Uns sorriem e outros choram
Mas eu continuo com os meus a ballin

Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't bother me, I'm workin'
Don't, don't bother me, I'm workin' (work)
Don't bother me, I'm workin' (work)

 

[fox69]

"Working Man Remix"

"Working Man Remix"


The working man, this shit crazy
Life changes every day
This the remix

Niggas ain't the same since I last grew up
Wanna ask for myself, don't wanna work
You don't wanna help, certain extent
Niggas take advantage and won't pay no rent
Wanna use you til you can't use yourself
Take everything you have, even what you built
What ever happened to the real niggas that love they self?
Can't love yourself when you hate that bitch
You gotta slow down, it's some dangerous shit
Most niggas look the same and they act the same
Watch too many movies, wanna re-create
Wanna be the biggest nigga in the city
Well look, it gets way bigger than the city
Police know that a nigga a murking niggas
So if a nigga die, they just blame a nigga
That's a real bad position to be in
But see friend? With the love we can't amend niggas
Live by the code, that's all they done in the hood
The savages, I ain't big enough
That shit ain't cool, I had enough
Other death and the problem was sex
But is the human nature a stress?
Cause I've been in the cities that count them checks
The poor people over there, the middle is mixed
And the rich people rest, you won't see em
Only on the freeway, or when they cleanin they B
Ya gotta slow down, and take your time
Why niggas so jealous when you're good like him
Stop thinkin bout money, you trippin again
Saying what you don't have and what you need
Keepin my grateful turkey just to get a piece
It's 3rd world poverty in the USC
But it's different, let's say to Africa
In America you could be 3rd world poor
But you're still in the land of the free
Forgotten about, forgot like me

Mr. Glassface, I'm the working man
It's the working man remix
This is for the people that love
Put your hands up
It's Lil B, Glassface, let's go!
Yea
Shouts out to everybody
Worldwide
I lay you all the working
Man, the working, what man I see

 

[fox69]

"Worldwide"

"Worldwide"


[Sample - Yeah Yeah Yeah's "Runaway":]
Run, run, run away
Lost, lost, lost my mind
(I'd) like you to stay
Want you to be my prize

BasedPrint Volume 2
It's your boy Lil B
It's a victory, yeah, we did it
Worldwide salute!
Based music worldwide, salute
We in this, you feel me?

Talk a lot of shit and get dumped by the rockets, man
And if you need a nigga, got a rock in his pockets, man
And watch this shit, up chop, I block for the dope land
And after I finish, take tips with the Birdman
And, I'm saying man
Fuck that illegal, illegal
You gonna get some jacked
And niggas, young or old and feeble
Bullets have no face
I'm there, fucked up, shit
And in your chest, hollow bullets you stuck with
Unless plastic surgery will help you
But ain't got to money to replace your face
But I got a gun that will lower your heartrate
And it sucks that you got that
Heartache, ducked it in the park
Where your body parts are
Don't let me get the pistol
Whip it till my palms are red
Throw [?] tops
Gone hit you, don't squirm and switch
I got the Glock, shoot you, don't come back
When I was five, introduced to pot weed
Whatever you need, smoking my trees
Holding Glocks tagged on the blocks
Chilling with my niggas, man, fade on the new blocks
You too young to get swishas we we ask some dude
Dude, man, in front of the store, with his hands on his shoes
Bottle of 51 with his brain in a trance
Everybody think him a wild man, some weed man
Roll of the swishas, let's get keyed, smokin these trees
But you niggas say I'm young and almost-fuck
But can't amount to the fact
Because I'm little big things being counted, the rap
Because sometimes man I'm doubted in fact
Because they try to get me all-
I'm mounted and tacked
Keep steady routine, Stay on the mount when you flap
Cause I won't flap, I froze
Fuck niggas that bo hop-that means you ride dick
Ya hinchmen, I got bodyguards-fuck em
Ready to cut up your body parts and lynches
Making top views as long as I'm mentioned
Throwing up rap lines, top of the division
After I'm done making moves, I'm listed
Getting rich off of niggas that deep riding and pimpin
Fuck all the newspapers, Times Square are scared
Cause I've made it ten times with flare
And I'm never undercover, like to sip wine with the mayors
Put nothing in the drink, switch mine with theirs
Now niggas all flexed, with their spines impaired
This that gourmet shit, sniffing coke and paying up
These niggas sniffed lines, break broads from staying us
Spray us, fuck em, man, I spray them
Ya feel me? Drop back the territory, shit

You know man, I'm lined up, man
I fuck with the police, man
It's like, you know, we all mafia status
We all in the streets
We all thugging outchea
Ya heard me, What it is
We all gang banging
But I ain't banging no colors
I'm banging the streets, bro
I'm banging worldwide
I bang for the world
Fuck with me

 

[fox69]

"Would You Still Care"

"Would You Still Care"


It feels good that I made Red Flame
I just inducted myself into the Hall of Fame of rap
Shouts out to Jay-Z, AZ, Nas, Cormega
Now I'm a part of the greatest rappers alive
Goddamn, it feels good to be Based God...
Feels good to be base

(Shouts out my nigga Wiz Khalifa)

I was a young money blower
Tailored suit made up
Came out the dice game
Cold craps, green and red
Nigga give me my money - I'm too old to be playing games
I'm too smart to be saying names
Lesson learned cause I played the game
Niggas come correct
Under moss, til I gained respect
Fuck around niggas
They kill, dressed up like you were me
They murk ya ass for free
Don't even pay a fee
Jealousy, I done seen it firsthand
It could turn you to a bitch
You don't even need a first glance
Keep your head down, this is real life, bitch
Let me watch myself, nigga, I am not a pimp

If I died would you give a shit?
I'm riding tinted up
Presidential style
Came a long way from city bus
Residential style
Dare you to take it from me
My faith in God, nigga, fuck the money

Lil B! Ya feel me?
Real niggas in this thing, bitch
Would you give a fuck, nigga, if I'm not rich?
It feels good to be the rawest and the realest
Best mixtape out since I don't know what

Never forget the past
Never forget yourself
Never forget the grind
Never forget your health
Never forget the wars
Never forget to help
Never forget what's yours
Never open the door
Niggas see who is real
They be fake as before
Niggas jealous of us
Suckas plotting for sure
But I'm watching for sure
Got the MAC on the floor
Got the gat on the wall
Then I aim at 'em all
Then I leave 'em dissolved
Got your place in my palm
Then I'm praying to God
The angels is taking too long
Please just lay me to rest
But no pain is involved
But I know I got to learn
I'm coming concerned
(Huh) and I'm one of the realest
Niggas mad at me, shit, you got to deal with it
I'd rather be a silent nigga than a nobody
G code, that's for life
Live by it, die by it, nigga

(Uh) real niggas, Lil B
If I had no money
In the streets looking bummy
Real niggas, Red Flame

Would you niggas still give a fuck?
What if I didn't have nothing
Would you still give a fuck?

 

[fox69]

"Yee"

"Yee"


I'm a still fuck the bitch, niggas gon' hate that
Sitting fo' doe in that, 05 maybach
Bitch gon' suck dick
Young Basedgod stupid, bitch you can hate that
I'm flexing, baby aston martin with the race track
Flex that stupid shit, niggas gon' love that
She asking "can you buy that?"
Bitch are you nasty
Paying for the asshole
I'm like bitch I'm talking cashfold
The bitch suck my dick cause I look like Fidel Castro
I think I got bitches, look at me
Look at me I got bitches
Like YEE
Flexing baby TEE
There go Lil B!
Tiny shirt, fuck yo bitch
Yo ho in the StrEEt
There go Lil B!
Paid a thousand dollars
The bitch sucked on my ME
55 Basedgod, bitch look at ME

You know what I'm saying, (yep) aye man, niggas be stealing my swag man, I'm a tell you something man you know what I'm saying, Niggas don't - aye, I do this, man niggas playing with me, bruh, God damn, I see what it is in the rap game, though, I see what you gotta do, I see what you gotta do with this shit, So I already know what it is, man, I know what I gotta do

Tiny t-shirt, flexing, extra small
Fucking bitches in the ass, I think I'm Basedgod
Bitch call me A-Rod, Wayne Gretsky
56 Bitches and they all wanna fuck me
Everyday I'm lucky the bitches wanna fuck me
Even when I'm ugly the bitches wanna fuck me
Paying ten thousand, for a bitch just to suck me
Call me Harry Potter, I trick on bitches
Do you like magic, POOF, there go ten grand
The bitch gon' suck my dick, call me Frank Lucas
I'm a superstar and I feel like cupid
Bitches wanna fuck me
I'm not gonna fuck you, cause I'm so picky
And I'm so funny
The bitch suck my dick, man, and I might pay her money
Call me the Basedgod, bitch you look so funny
Take this thirty grand and suck the dick for the money
Basedgod!

You know what I'm saying, we do what we do man, fuck 'em

 

[fox69]

"Yee Yee Dreams"

"Yee Yee Dreams"


Mister dope man I've got a story to tell
About a guy, Lil B, hes crazy as hell
I was walking yesterday home alone from school
That's when I seen Lil B he was blowin' cool
All on the block, looking like a thug
Bitch get off your ass and go slang them drugs
Lil B you need to go watch your goddamn mouth
Cause it's cheap down here, don't mean it is down South
Everybody talking bout robbing the plug
It's no love when you're in the game selling them drugs
I advise everybody go get you a job
Cause it's hard in the grave when you're slangin' the block
I look like I'm 40 and I'm only 22
I got money in my hand and dope in my shoes
Everybody don't know why his face turned blue
His best friend died, his girlfriend too (damn)
A lot of my friends, sell me rocks
I thought they really loved the game, they just on that hop
Risk your life, for some chump change
Serving 45 for a dope case
Don't nobody think when you're in that jail
You gotta pay to be there, you're payin to be in hell
So re-think when you risk the dope case
When they gave him life, you shoulda seen my bro face (DAMN) (fuck)

You know
Westside they grinding on the block heavy
Man, I know everybody got it
You feel me
That real, REAL, REAL, deal
That, [?], you know that's, damn
Uh, yeah
Well let me tell you like this man
Everybody that rock with me
Put em' up like this

I'm still up on the block with them Yee Yee Dreams
I'm serving that, uh, on that green
Mm, uh
I'm still up on the block with the Yee Yee Dreams
Bruh serving life, over that cream (damn)
Mm
Still up on the block with the Yee Yee Dreams
Bruh serving that life over goddamn' cream (damn)

Uh, Yes
It's Lil B, his life is real
Keep it real, so real
You can feel this shit, 2012
Real thugga, unda, unda, thugga
Yee yee you know
Yeah, yeah, yeah bitch
You feel me, I'm talking that gutta down unda

 

[fox69]

"You 4real"

"You 4real"


Real niggas
I need y'all to put y'all lighters up
Red Flame Mixtape Lil B
This is where... Just listen

Word around town, this shit a trip
Word around town, that yo girl on my dick
Yen-Yen shawty, duffle bag thrower
Bitches On My Dick, Cause I look like Ed Roper
10 on my nuts and I'm hot like Folger's
Yea, and my boys bout that action
Young Based God Come Solid No Actin
7th Street Gangster, Tiny Pants Mobster
Ridin on 30's, bra got the 30 round
Anybody hate me, my cause gon lay him down
Every man growing up, it's street on the street
I'm the type of bitch to knock the hat off his feet

Just you and me, I want to know
Is this 4real are you for sure
My Life today, I have to know
I have to know
I have to know

Came with the business, high off these riches
Everybody hate me, people think I'm crazy
Now I'm strapped up with two guns like the Navy
Now I got the 40 round, now I got the AK
Live positive, but them cowards try to bring me down
Nigga know I got that AK with that 90 round
Nigga's playing with me, people pray against me
One man army, strapped with the Tommy
Bulletproof vest, you know I'm ridin down the slab
TV in the truck, with the steering wheel glass
RIP Pimp C, Lil B a gangsta, Bitch this Red Flame and these suckas keep hatin

Are You 4real, Are you for sure
Huh, nigga this red flame I forgot the chrous and I don't give a fuck ya'll niggas gon have to wait till the second one bitch

Just you and me, I want to know
Is this 4real are you for sure
My Life today, I have to know
I have to know
I have to know

Just you and me, I want to know
Is this 4real are you for sure
My Life today, I have to know
I have to know
I have to know

Just you and me, I want to know
Is this 4real are you for sure
My Life today, I have to know
I have to know
I have to know

Just you and me, I want to know
Is this 4real are you for sure
My Life today, I have to know
I have to know
I have to know

Red flame my nigga had to slow it down, Lil B, rawest rapper alive, greatest to ever do it

 

[fox69]

"You Saved Me"

"You Saved Me"


Oooohh, What you do for me, what you do for me

Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you

I'm an angel in the game
Watch you niggas do it
The fake shit hurt my soul, fuck them other movements
I stay based, talking past, but you never prove it
The niggas dying for the air, even worse nothing
You can look me in the eyes you can see the pain in me
You smoking blunts everyday just to stay asleep
When you done so much dirt you want to stay asleep
Life's a box of chocolate's but ain't nothing sweet
Niggas want that real shit, well this is from the streets
You can hear it in my voice, but I ain't left Berkeley
Ain't nothing changed with me, except my mind state
I'm holding things now
And I married techs
Good people won't tolerate disrespect
Life like a bench press better have your reps
After that, sit back and count the sets
Let em bang last night, the smoke ain't left
That just show you, this ain't a game
Before the rap the streets where I got the fame
Erybody wonder, how the fuck I got my name
If I wasn't real my life wouldn't be the same

Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you

Let me put it in the air, fuck every square
Every sucka, every person talking behind yo back
Cause you want that love but don't get it back
I turned my back before and let niggas on the map
They took my trap and shit what the fuck is that
That's why most people they can't take the rap
Had to sit the world down saying face the facts
You playing cards and yo face is whack
You got duds niggas in the street to worry about
Put the money in the wall, bury it for the drought
It's good to take a break and get yo mind together
We gon grind together
My time Your time
We tied forever
I'm thugged out with thoughts of the best of them
The beef like the rest of them
My minds clear now it's real now
Lil B I'm here now

Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you
Thank you, Thank you
I just wanna thank you

Based Jam mixtape I want to thank y'all, salute, basedworld up, game still on smash, we rocking, still on top and we moving to the top

 

[fox69]

"You Swim"

"You Swim"


Basedgod's here fucking 10 bitches
Call me Lil B, I have many bitches
I woke up and then I called 10 bitches
I believe that you don't have this many bitches
I called 20 bitches when I caught a cold
And every bitch... Answered the fucking phone!
When Basedgod calls it's important
I don't know him, I just know her
A girl begged me to "pay my rent"
I SAID NO, BITCH, YOU'RE TRYING TO TRICK MEEEE!
Lesbian girls loooove the Basedgod
They hate dick but they swear they love the Basedgod
I got major guns and I own it
I got [?] Mmm, Daaaaaaamn
How ya want it, few cute girls
Mmmmmmm, DAAAAAAMN
Thank You Basedgod, I have nothing on you
The girls watch me all day, the internet, Youtube
God damn Basedgod, you have intellect
Goddamn Basedgod, you're a genius
You can fuck my bitch, nah, I really mean it
You can fuck my bitch, She has no diseases
All good girls wanna suck on my penis
Your girl's blessed if she fucked the Basedgod
She will swim the great damn sea for the Basedgod
She will swim eleven fucking seas for the Based-Nyeaaah!
You bitch, you swim!
Bitch, you swim. You swim

 

[fox69]

"You Unda"

"You Unda"


Pussy niggas need to get they grams up
That's the subject for school today
Pussy niggas gettin they grams up
You know what I'm saying?
Lil B man, 05 Fuck Em man

I come from the bottom where
These niggas is rats
Then they fucking off the block
And we flooded with packs
It must be a drought how
We flooded with sacks
Shout to Mack Maine
That's a real nigga
I tuck the same guns that
The government pack
You niggas getting played
This the PS4 house
I'm spending dirty money
At the third world whore house
Strip club love me
Cus I strip off stacks
Then I rob the bitch
Give my money back
Double up bitch, quicker than you
Push 5 pounds off, I'm getting fat
I'm a chubby drug dealer
Anorexic pecs
I'm pushing weight off, throwin it up
Pills in her mouth, coke in her butt
Niggs act like I've been bad
Just relax man, I'm not Sinbad

I fuck bitches (count up), I murk niggas (based God)
Man, Lil B you under! (swag)
Bitch, fuck with a boss, bitch
You know what I'm sayin?
What up bitch? (what up ho?)
I fuck bitches (ok), I murk suckas (why)
God damn, Lil B you under! (you do what you do)
Bitch, fuck with a boss (Swag)
You know what I'm saying
Lil B ho, what it do?

I flow like Cassius Clay
And your coke got half the taste
I bought, I don't have to taste
I got the money, it's half the wait
Niggas get killed just for being informants
Money on your head that's a strip club summer
Strip a couple suckas, strip club summer
Niggas be like "Lil B Under!"
Cus he get murked, I'm not no plumber
His face on his shirt, you can wear that thunder
I stay low key, my crack so under
Niggas too slow with that fucking work
Here rhymes play, I know it's couple
Doctor's with work, this is mass music
Ride to it, I don't respect them suckas
I'm coming from the under and
Them niggas not under

I fuck bitches (count up), I murk niggas (based God)
Man, Lil B you under! (swag)
Bitch, fuck with a boss, bitch
You know what I'm sayin?
What up bitch? (what up ho?)
I fuck bitches (ok), I murk suckas (why)
God damn, Lil B you under! (you do what you do)
Bitch, fuck with a boss (Swag)
You know what I'm saying
Lil B ho, what it do?