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"Wit The Kids"

"Wit The Kids"


(Drugs are menacing our society)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm here
No way to tell us no, no fear
They try to reach us but they don't know
What you fighting for? What side you on?
Ah if I had my way I'd buy peace and change
If I had my way we'd all spread love, there'd be no hate
Now scream it out one time
I don't want to feel one time
Yeah, yeah
They fuckin' with the kid, kid
Ain't tryna let us live, yeah
Break the mold to keep your mind clear
[Hook]
Yeah, yeah
They fuckin' with the kid, kid
Ain't tryna let us live, live
The real, they don't want us to be it
Yeah, yeah
They fuckin' with the kid, kid
Ain't tryna let us live, live
The truth, they don't want us to see it

America has accomplished so much in these last few years. Whether it's been rebuilding our economy or serving the calls of freedom in the world. What we've been able to achieve has been done with your help, with us working together as a nation united

Fuck up out of here
Happiness comes from all this
Most of us ain't gotta care
They'll never understand us
Anybody got a problem, say something
Anytime you got a problem, face 'em
Their parents want to know what is going on here

Yeah, yeah
They fuckin' with the kid, kid
Ain't tryna let us live, live
The real, they don't want us to be it
Yeah, yeah
They fuckin' with the kid, kid
Ain't tryna let us live, live
The truth, they don't want us to see it

So tonight, from our family to yours. From our home to yours, thank you for joining us
 
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"Won't Land"

"Won't Land"


[Verse 1]
Nigga, yeah, fresh up off the plane
Real niggas embrace my music and bitches go insane
Even they kids throwin' up the gang
They don't bother pronouncin' my name
They just look at my chain
Boy how much you spent on it?
This ain't nothin' but hard work
and what you can get from it
Ain't no toilet paper but this smell like the shit
don't it?
Smokin' chronic and drinkin' gin
'til we get sick stomached
And them suckas ain't gotta like it
'cause ya bitch love it
Ima roll it
She gon' light it
Tell me she in desperate need
of a pilot
I told her kick her feet up
We gon' go to my crib
soon as I roll this weed up
Call some friends of yours
and we could all have a smoke out!
You ain't gotta hold it too long
This is rapper weed
Couple hits is all you gon' need
In my Versace frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the island
Smokin' some ray, middle of the day,
drunk dialin'
Be surprised by how high a nigga get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same shit
Nigga!

[Chorus]
I won't land
won't land, won't land [x5]

[Verse 2]
No need to apologize
You should know how fly niggas do
Only EZ-Widers
Been done with them cigarillos fool
I been on the road choppin' and killin' them interviews
Heard I left a major deal
but my paper major still
And all of them fans in love with me
'cause I say what's real
So I can never give a fuck!
how a hater feel
But uh, every time they send a driver for me and Will
I call her doin' my talkin' on the field
At first niggas was tough,
they don't wanna be gangstas now
Faces of my flow,
yeah they copy and paste my style
Wouldn't think I notice it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo bitch
Fool! Haha
And this is it, what!
Relax your feet, put on some music
Roll a zip up
And we gon' smoke it 'til it's gone
Ever see me cough?
Can't speak for suckas who do
Because I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!

[Chorus]
 
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"Wont Stop"
(feat. Tuki Carter)

"Wont Stop"
(feat. Tuki Carter)



[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
In the trap with some killers on the real
Real man, I am man
On the real, I'm in the trap with some killers
On the real, I'mma stack me a million
On the real, I'mma fuck this nigga broad
On the real, I just won't stop going hard
On the real, on it, on it
On the real, on it, on it

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Kush in my hands, wake up smoking them grams
She say I'm the man, can't keep her face out my pants
Hand full of rings, gold on my saint
Don't even fuck with you, fuck what you think
Covered in ink
Bitches are loving me because of my money
I know there'd be days like this
But, never knew I would wake up, roll a joint, do my thing, and get paid like this
I walk in the bank, the shark out the tank
I give 'em that thing, he gone aim and don't blink
He aimin', don't blink
I'm doing everything that you can't

[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
Talkin' G's but you ain't 'round none
Get a pound in your city man, it ain't 'bout nothin'
If I gotta send it on a plane, I'mma get it
Give a fuck what a nigga think, boy I'm with it

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tuki Carter]
You niggas some haters
You niggas not playas, you niggas is fakers
You niggas is faker than [?]
You niggas did salty, high sodium
The fuck is you sayin'?
I'm focused on camera, the fuck is you sayin'?
You suckers is pussy
You focused on fuckin' the plans
Rollin' through [?] I'm rollin' with your ho
My nigga have no hope
I'm fuckin' your bitch in the pussy and [?] be rolling up your dough
Your niggas ain't loyal, your whole crew was [?] but one of them rich
The rest of them [?] but most of you flex
A nigga that don't know, you don't know
My niggas got six cals more than your four-four
Pop up your top, one more shot to the top of your block
With that chop, you drop
You be talkin' no mo'
My bitches get bitches that come with more bitches, ya'll niggas ain't got no hoes
We come to your city, we takin' your [?] and leavin' out with bolos
Your niggas is smokin' that 50, ya'll ain't even keepin' that shit hunna

[Hook]
 
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"Word On The Town"
(feat. Juicy J, Pimp C)

"Word On The Town"
(feat. Juicy J, Pimp C)



[Intro: Juicy J]
Yea, I'm still just hustling man
I don't know about ya'll
You see, I've been doing this shit
So, this shit ain't nothing

[Hook: Juicy J]
Word on the town that you niggas snitchin'
Word on the town, I'm fuckin' niggas bitches
Word on the town, that you ain't sellin' dope
Word on the town, that you niggas going broke

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa and Juicy J]
[Juicy J:]
Chop up brothers, we kill this shit
No 22's, no Emmitt Smith
Pulled out ya old Atlanta reel
Killed ya'll dogs like Michael Vick
Yellow tape, first 48
Don't give a fuck if they catch a case
Done gunplays in broad daylight, no mask on they barren face
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Barren face when we get 'em, don't become a victim
Shoulda used his intuition when I caught him slippin'
Open banana peel ass nigga, we got your number
Put 'em in the trunk, treat 'em like some Louie luggage
[Juicy J:]
Just in-case a nigga think he finna take mine
I'm a give his ass a clip, tell the pussy nigga take five
Real street niggas, get it how they live
Cut that gangsta shit out cause that ain't who you is

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Niggas tellin', aw man they ain't gettin' money
How you get caught up for a strap and tell on your homie
Nigga, there's rules to this game and you ain't livin' by 'em
Like you don't talk about them drugs if you really buy 'em
You don't talk about them goons if you really got 'em
And you don't talk about them bodies if they really droppin'
You from where I'm from, you don't do no talkin'
When the police come we just change the topic
In my hood niggas really robbin'
You get your brains blown off if you don't use precaution
Take off your head just be like what the cost is
In Pittsburgh it's Taylor Gang and niggas I'm a boss man

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Word on the town that you niggas snitchin'
Word on the town, I'm fuckin' niggas bitches

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
[?] Then pulled off the talkin' 'bout
Taking mines
If you run up on that Bentley, bitch your life is on the line
Yea, bitch, I'm on parole
But that thing in my possession
Ain't gonna be no ho and pimpin'
Ain't gonna be no disrespect
And I don't owe you niggas shit
And I don't need no new buddy
I don't wanna fuck your bitch cause the ho is too slutty
Jaws too nutty, kiss her lips - you eat a dick
I ain't came out here to play, I'm out here representin' this shit
I'm not the king of the south, ya'll can fight over the title
But I got more hoes calling me than American Idol
Young Pimp C holdin' it down
Come around with that fuck shit, we'll leave you shakin' on the ground
(Lil Bitch!)

[Hook]
 
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"Work Hard, Play Hard"

"Work Hard, Play Hard"


Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 1]
Diamonds all on my ring nigga
Gold watches, gold chain nigga
Hundred thou' on champagne nigga
Yeah my money insane nigga
Yeah I'm making it rain nigga
But I was just on the plane nigga
Buying gear, flying here
Fuck what you heard, it’s my time of year
If I'm in the club, I get a hundred stacks
I'm always rolling up so I get love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before it's on the rack
Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin' back
My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank
So much paper right in front of me it's hard to think
Buy so many bottles it's gon' be hard to drink
But I'm still pourin' up and my family here and they rolling up so uh!

[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 2]
Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car
Bitch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star
Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar
Last year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking about grown shit
Niggas too busy jacking my swag
Need to fuck around, get your own shit
Get your own cars, get your own clothes
Get your own smoke, get your own bitch
You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique

[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is

[Verse 3]
Go hard
Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that's your job
And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob'
So hey fuck 'em don't need nothing from 'em
Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don't mean nothing
It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint that's what I'm puffin', OG
And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me
Most niggas don't see

[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
 
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"Work Hard, Play Hard (Remix)"
(feat. Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne)

"Work Hard, Play Hard (Remix)"
(feat. Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne)



[Hook:]
Work hard, play hard [x4]
Work [x8]

[Young Jeezy:]
I say suckas all in my lane nigga
Yo ain't got dough thats some change nigga
Murcielag’ got Georgia plates got no brains insane nigga
Matter of fact, it’s schizo, bad bitch she a thick hoe
Hit the club go sicko, no ass shots she a sick hoe
Every night it’s champagne nigga
Key to life, maintain nigga
Nothing change but the change nigga
What way to keep my chain nigga
Came from slanggin' straight cane nigga
Young strappin like cane nigga
Certified can’t stand beside me
I’ll make you rappers look lame nigga
Ugh, bet a hundred racks I’ll bring a hundred straps
Move a hundred packs, 2 presidents, no ice in that
Cost a hundred stacks, ugh
I buy all the clothes, rock all my shows
Rock all the gold, fuck all the hoes, smoke all the dro, can’t ask for more

[Chorus x2:]
The bigger the bill
The harder you ball
Well I’m throwin’ mine
Cause my money long
The quicker you’re here
The faster you go
That’s why, where I come from, the only thing we know is

[Lil Wayne:]
I be killing them hoes, lock me up for murder
Make that ass shake, shake it like it’s nervous
Lil tunechi bitch, I’m high as Wiz Khalifa
I swallow that pearl, tongue like I’m having a seizure
And I work hard, go harder
No father, no problem
Send my crew at ya neck, like a t-shirt with no collar
Ho Holler I’m poppin, red bone you perfect
But when her period down man that bitch a brand new person
We are all gifted people, just don’t open the gift too early
She on her knees waiting for that dick like a verdict ahhhh
Work hard, play hard. My dick stay hard
But suck my skateboard!
Tunechi!

[Chorus x2:]
The bigger the bill
The harder you ball
Well I’m throwin’ mine
Cause my money long
The quicker you’re here
The faster you go
That’s why, where I come from, the only thing we know is

[Wiz Khalifa:]
I be working, I be working
I be going to different countries, gettin' money
If it’s poppin’ I’m near it, I’ll make an appearance, they want me
If you smoke in my section its blunt free
Got my own shit, man ain't no one front me
Do a show spend it all on Givenchy
Drive my own shit, I’m up in the front seat
Like oooh, niggas talkin' what I might do
Niggas talkin' bout the new car
I’m in the Old Chavelle it’s light blue
Smokin' weed livin' like a star, work hard than you might too
I play hard cause my bank long, keep ya day job
Uhh, rich nigga cool dude, Rockstar like U2
Camo’s on, you too, 100 million views on Youtube
Private plane, we Vegas trippin’
With Mally Mall, Vegas strippin’
You goin' hard and you think of winnin'
We all can ball if you play position

[Chorus x2:]
The bigger the bill
The harder you ball
Well I’m throwin’ mine
Cause my money long
The quicker you’re here
The faster you go
That’s why, where I come from, the only thing we know is
 
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"World Class"
(with Wiz Khalifa)

"World Class"
(with Wiz Khalifa)



[Intro: Wiz]
Uhh [inhales]
Keep sayin I'll do this, I'll do that
But you know [exhales]
I just keep doin the same shit
Haha, my fault, ha!

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
I'm not tryin to be right, tryin to be wrong
I'm just tryin to make it out here on my own
I say I do a lot of things but I'll (but I'll)
Probably never change (change)
I'm not tryin to be right, tryin to be wrong
I'm just tryin to make it out here on my own
I say I do a lot of things but I'll (but I'll)
Probably be the same (same)

[Snoop Dogg]
Every time I try to get my life together someone sees
what you're doin, tryin to ruin my hopes and my dreams
Push away, and always gon' get away
It keeps them grams in my pants, never hit a day
Am I wrong? Am I right? Do I care? Livin life
On my own, cop a zone, what it feelin like
Transition, premonition, whatchacallit, Mac a bone
Do my thang with my gang, put your back up on
Recollect and reflect, on how I used to be
I'm probably the same way cuz cause I'm gon' keep it G
Secretly, sacredly, y'all wake and bake with me
Solo creepin on the dolo tippin like a low-low
Fans come in vans and clans expectin to get that photo
Or either come backstage and have a chance to hit my dodo
Cool individual, I'm never too good
See Mac is from the hood, and never Hollywood

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, growin up I ain't know as much
I was too busy chasin money and rollin stuff 'fore I was old enough
Gettin every dollar and fold it up
Puttin all our weed in papers instead of blunts so they can know it's us
Every party we showin up
Baggie full of pre-rolls, light it up and pass it
You holdin that one too long nigga, matter fact you can have it
Another one in rotation, my motivation is cabbage
My Roley face filled with karats
And niggaz think they are but they know that they ain't comparin
And ain't doin no harm, I just don't think I'm into carin
I keep makin deposits and know ain't no interference from your broke ass
I just keep hustlin all the time and gettin mo' cash
And rollin weed, you smell the chronic when I go past
You look at me and then put down notes on your notepad
Yeah I'm kinda high, but you should know that - hahaha

[Chorus]
 
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"WTF"

"WTF"


If I brought it out the crib that mean I'm spending errything
What we doing (Getting money)
How we do it (Errday)
Order case tell bar tender we need 30 more
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Bitch if ye ain't tryna fuck then What The fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for

You know me no I don't my nig a be about it
Can't even count it, Need an accountant
I'm rich so now my bitch is bad I need a stallion
Ain't trickin I just treat her like she need allowance
Smoke the whole pound "Man we gone need an Island"
Keep my toys in the garage so bitches think I'm childish
Oh I got money you could keep your talent
Ye ain't even getting money you just be around it
Engine screaming when I run it,
Wakin neighbors when I'm coming
Here em talking but they don't want it them nigguhs frontin
Smokin loud they shit you smoke ain't sayin nothing
Them nigguh talking shit but they ain't sayin nothing

If I brought it out the crib that mean I'm spending errything
What we doing (Getting money)
How we do it (Errday)
Order case tell bar tender we need 30 more
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Bitch if ye ain't tryna fuck then What The fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for

Diamonds all up in my chain it's like an ambulance
Nigguh tryna race my car, man he don't stand a chance
Everything is all on us that mean you gotta know
Bitch if ye ain't tryna fuck that mean you gotta go
Drinkin liquor smoking weed and ballin everday
Mean money fuckin hoes I'm repping Taylor Gang
That nigguh, they tellin me that I'm that nigguh
Like the rooms full of white folks, I'm that nigguh
If ye ain't talkin money I can't even rap which ya
Major cake but nigguhs hate because my stacks bigger
Raw papers, law ones
Fuckin with them Taylors boy you got the wrong one

If I brought it out the crib that mean I'm spending errything
What we doing (Getting money)
How we do it (Errday)
Order case tell bar tender we need 30 more
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Nigguh if ye ain't spending money What The Fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
Bitch if ye ain't tryna fuck then What The fuck you in here for
In here for, What The Fuck you in here for
 
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"You"
(with Juicy J)
(feat. Liam Payne)

"You"
(with Juicy J)
(feat. Liam Payne)



[Intro - Juicy J:]
Man
What's up man
It's time bruh
They've been waiting on this collab
This goes out to the
All the chick on Snapchat
They love that social media life and shit

[Chorus - Liam Payne:]
All I need is you
See anything you want
Anything you want girl
All I see is you
Anything you want
Anything you open
All I need is you
Anything you want
Anything you want girl
All I see is you
Anything you want

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]
You my bitch, ain't no time for hoe who can't
Who can't walk in heels, who pussy smell like shit
If I told you tote that strap, you'll pop a lick
Never keep that drama you a real real, real real
I'm standing up like I rock it
I'm ready to blow and I ain't got to cock it
I got you wetter than ever
I'm a do it to ya begging me to stop it
You got the world in your pants
My heart in your hands
Ass softer than some jello
I'm gon knock your boots into stilettos
Have your... singing like Adele, Hello
Room full of chicks bout to line em up
If they go both ways I'm a sign them up
Girl take off them Vickys then take off my suit
Cause all I want is you and all you need is juice

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]
I bring the KK through you can grind it up
Work all day now its time to fuck
Coming up short no they not like us
Can't talk bank they got enough
Drink Bombay til I'm out of touch
Go good she gon fall in love
It's been a long time since she got a nut
We can take our time we ain't got to rush
And nah she don't need no wedding ring
This the shit that we go through everyday
I let her know she can everything
Be a coach I can teach you how to run a play
Ba a boss tell you girls that you want to stay
Take if off when I give it don't run away
Your ex-boyfriend he a throw away
Seen him in the club hating the other day
But all I need is a big bag of weed and
You by my side, girl I know you down to ride
Big cribs got lots of those
Fast cars got lots of those
Khalifa man got lots of hoes
I ain't really thinking about em though

[Chorus]

[Outro - Juicy J & Liam Payne:]
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Smoke me out, smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Smoke me out, smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Smoke me out, smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Shawty want to smoke me out
Smoke me out, smoke me out
All I need is you
 
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"You And Your Friends"
(feat. Snoop Dogg & Ty Dolla Sign)

"You And Your Friends"
(feat. Snoop Dogg & Ty Dolla Sign)



I got all these J's rolled up
And got all these drinks poured up
I bought all these bottles up in this club
Came here with all of my dogs
But I'm tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends, ball

I got all these J's rolled up
And got all these drinks poured up
I bought all these bottles up in this club
Came here with all of my dogs
But I'm tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends, ball

[Wiz Khalifa:]
You and your friends, up in my car
Rolling up J's, flying with the stars
Don't gotta ask the price 'cause you already know
Watch full of ice, no light it still glow
With you and your friends, me and my dogs
Left your nigga to be with my squad
He talk a lot of shit, but he ain't really on
He hit it too soft, but me I go hard, like
Oohy baby, when you with me you go crazy
I want you to be my lady
Girl you could bring your girlfriends, I ain't hating

I got all these J's rolled up
And got all these drinks poured up
I bought all these bottles up in this club
Came here with all of my dogs
But I'm tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends, ball

[Snoop Dogg:]
I'm parked out front in a Range Rover
Coke white, so tight, game over
Coupe to the block, bop to the bang
Car full of girls in a blue Mustang
Four y'all, more y'all, caravan
V.I.P model in hand, bottle in hand
Wobble again
I make it crack in the back of a Benz while cracking the frame
On the highway, just me and Wiz
With a dirty dozen, about to handle this
Was they cousins or was they twins?
I love it when they both go all in
Like that, this one and that one
See he wants the cute one, I want the fat one
Cause she pay what she weigh
I'm looking for a Jennifer Holiday in my way

I got all these J's rolled up
And got all these drinks poured up
I bought all these bottles up in this club
Came here with all of my dogs
But I'm tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends, ball

I got all these J's rolled up
And got all these drinks poured up
I bought all these bottles up in this club
Came here with all of my dogs
But I'm tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends
You and your friends, ball
 
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