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Stacee Adamz – Get Money

Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money

I’m a south Cal general, dollar stoned captain
The way I punish mics, niggas call me Joe Jackson
You niggas ain’t solid, you niggas ain’t drolly
You be just another victim of this LA gang violence
Hundred grams get you ten and forward get your mind
As long as nigga stay out of jail, that’s money over dime
Politicking with the bosses, spaghetti with the wine
I need the crib on the hill top, all ghetty’s gonna drop
Club dre’s when we parlay, stones pop V
They gonna respect me for my ambition, word to Walley
I got my eyes on my money, haters on my side view
Remember that guns don’t kill niggas but I do
You’re only good as the niggas you keep around you
And if one nigga make a mistake, we all liable
This money is like a movie, it’s something you gotta see
You just can’t say you’re real, it’s something you gotta be
Work to G

Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover
I’m talking Jefferson, Hamilton, Lincoln, Jackson, Grant some, frankies in the bank vault
A couple milly for the crib, leave something for the kids
Double that, a couple Chevy and a Range Rover

I’m tryna ball till they get us, hand me pawns for them niggas
That passed before their time, they all gonna be remembered
As I inhale kush and exhale rhythm, LVs on my shades, new Jays under my denim
And I might slide through for a minute burn the ale then I’m gone
Right back on my road, collection mail, nigga top line haters
I’m a primetime player, purple kush, gold teeth, I’m a 9 to 5 Laker
Shit is real round here but if it’s tension in the air, speak up
We gonna handle business right then and there
Family first, money second, pipes burst under pressure
I can feel the evil lurking, I’m cursed with something special
With a pain so epic and a flow so vivid, with a rose gold necklace on my Polo linen
Yeah, shout out to the mob’ been down since Rakim dropped Follow the Leader

Ke$ha – Dirty Liar

Hmm melt into you, to your arms
When you’re coming, baby
Oh, finding your love might be a true problem
Yeah, I made it!
Cause I’m a little skeptical, you’re perpetual
The way you dance, you’re so damn good to me, yeah!

Hook:
Uh, baby, baby, you’re not lying to me
Baby, darling, you say something to me!
Baby, honey, will you tell me pretty please?
Oh, oh, you dirty, dirty, liar!
Oh, you, dirty, dirty liar!

Taste of your lips like some honey,
Grab my hips, baby, I love you!
‘ your plan like a man walking talking till you get through!
Oh, chopped into my heart, get into my pants
I’m trying so hard to have’ yeah, yeah

Hook:
Baby, baby, you’re not lying to me
Baby, darling, you say something to me!
Baby, honey, will you tell me pretty please?
Oh, oh, you dirty, dirty, liar!
Oh, you, dirty, dirty liar!

You’ve got some skeletons in your closet
You’ve got some things to say to me.
You’ve got some skeletons in your closet
Uh, you’re squeeze, squeeze, squeeze!

Hook:
Baby, baby, you’re not lying to me
Baby, darling, you say something to me!
Baby, honey, will you tell me pretty please?
Oh, oh, you dirty, dirty, liar!
Oh, you, dirty, dirty liar!

Cali P – Tomorrow

Sometimes life ain’t turning as you wish
Take a deep breath and bump your fists
Hold the faith, let me tell you this
The breath of life is the greatest gift
I know I’m great and I feel alright
Every time I look into my daughter’s eyes
I see there’s still more for me

If today ain’t good I know tomorrow can only be better
Tomorrow can only be better
No need to keep your head down
And if today ain’t good, tomorrow can only be better
Tomorrow can only be better
No need to keep your head down

If you lose your faith because you’re disappointed my people
Keep striving, dash with the flow
Love yourself and keep wearing your crown
Be unique and you will see there ain’t no other
‘Cause you’re the best, reach your peak and you’re ‘
Yes you man, you’re a number one mama
I had a long day, work is beating me hard
Now I’m longing for my heart, I know tomorrow is a brand new start

There always be people that only follow money
Yes, the dirty money and do everything for money
Just make sure keep your heart pure
And even through changes you will end you
Real people don’t sell out for anything
Just remember ‘ everything
If you had a long day, work is beating you hard
And you’re longing for your heart, I know tomorrow is a brand new start

Sean Falyon – Oil Money Gang

That old money is some other shit
I mean I want it all man
I want that success, that wealth, that fame
I mean what the fuck are we in it for right?
Ha, ha, we deserve that shit

Look at the window don’t tell me what that lip read
The world is yours from puffing all on that 10 speed
Pedaling rare famillia like they gave you a purpose
Two black fists, now raising attempts to protest it
We want it all chop and moving in stealth
To pray it we see all returns all barrels of sharing
Game is the game of me high as see as the palate
Watch them go over yo head like these words go off a palette
Take yo flight just to stay eye to eye
Aspiration’s cutting checks every day I wake up
As a vacation paid to do what I love
You either love what you do, see how I do what I love
You pray to lid the way to and do time only makes sense
If your dimes all on they Benz
Came to pushing they just ‘with all yo friends
Covering yellow bricks
I don’t see it in this site just picture me hella rich
But they go like the pharaohs ‘
Yeah earn my respect don’t wanna tell
Under living regrets now wanna tell that ocean view
As I look of my deck, well prepare for the time
Cause I’m the proper stunt
You see the difference from the look he’s in the presence of
I’m all state hall of fame, hell I be everywhere
Legit my name yeah the life I’m living yeah better exist
Since the hall of fame case I’m boo and that hall of fame
Lip lip vision gotta wake up on that breathing
Don’t let it be your addiction
Beat these beats into submission
Villing me on the vocals
Even though I moved away
Call me one of these locals
Overbook the love now
Putting up numbers like whip
But my role the star lead tryna keep up with will
This is Diesel Charlie man
Never came up from wishing
Luckily multi fast fell in love with this spitting
Gamma some music I can use
Show a nigger to groove
Overqualified for this position
Nothing to prove
None of all niggers sleeping
Steady hitting they snooze
Time to wake the fuck up
Catch it all on the news nigger

Rayven Justice – Freak In You

We can stop right turning off your phones
Cause we need no interruptions
And alive I’ll play your favourite song,
We about to get it home tonight.

It’s getting hot in here
Put some ..
Got me stripping now down to my feed up
Take them clothes off, but baby panties off,
I just love the way they feel

Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you
Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you.
He know I love it, so won’t you let it loud.

Open up your last let me on it, yeah girl

Mami keep it right there, put it on me, you here
Sex so f*cking good, make me wanna common friends
Your ass is in the air, I’m looking on your body
Tell me pull your hair, girl you’re acting on .. tonight
I’ma let you take you for a ride,
And if we can travel pages fight,

Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you
Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you.
He know I love it, so won’t you let it loud.

Beggin for the whip cream, sliding in the ..
Your body taste like ice ..
Anything you need for me please girl
I won’t give a .., you ain’t even gotta ask

Cause girl you gotta freak
Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you
Girl you gotta freak in you, eh
Babe you gotta freak in you.
He know I love it, so won’t you let it loud.

Gold Rush Kings – Surreal

It’s like, it’s like that yeah
Pac Div, Gold Rush

Reminiscing when I was naïve
Out the game was it money or was it fame?
I was tryna game it was both
From the pulse time again
Had to pause about losing lopes
I was tryna bang I was neither young rapper
Well I arrive in the new bus heaters
Real nigger and no fucking diva
Loud bitches pop the reefa
Coupe rhymes down the pump to beat up
Unbelievers with a motivation
Roll in the couple of your favors try to comment shit
Little pieces of your genius, jacking the style
So why you up in the cloud, some up in me though
Kudos to all the real ones that show support
Just wanna see my homies make it as we hold the fort
Back in the game my mans rock the fellow sport
Tell the fellas I only see’em when you go to court
What the fuck we on this money chase to when it follow
Bitches shallow taste the niggers tryna get the lotto
Using models around the paddles
Somehow I never lost the love

Love the way you make me feel
For real it’s like this is surreal
Light it up and take a hit
Damn that’s some bomb shit
I make’em say we on, we on, we on
That’s what they’re saying we on, we on, we on
I heard’em say we on, we on, we on
I make’em say we on

From the corner of this basement room blazing
To the ends of all come for glory
I’m the holder of that action tune raising fools up
Took the train but it was bound to nowhere
Where you going what the fuck has happened?
They asking and I tell’em
You ain’t never heard a sound just like this
And everybody else is just as right
I love the way she got me feeling
I feel it she make that MDMA come up sharp
10 babies walking on the ceiling
So where my motherfucking medicine?
Medicine yeah I see the tunnels that approaching quick
How the hood will taste the medicine
In hell the fugitive will hold it in
Forever Imma change the’
But first I exhale the universe

Champion flow rocking show like a polo
Rap mogul niggers know the Gold rush logo
We global like living mogul like the song gone
Gold Rush rolling strong cause all of us gonna hold on
In out own zone
Ladies love my cologne and my home gone
This is celebration bitches
Getting paid we all making money
These bitches acting tish is acting like my dick is not delicious
But I never tasted it time never wasted it
Too busy making hits roll with the shooters
We ain’t even after no more
We just taken it chicks ain’t even asking no more
We just take the dick baby I ain’t saying shit
You already know what people do for these ends
That’s why your boy is running shit like Montezuma’s revenge

And all my good girls coast with me
And all my bad bitches coast with me
And all these haters that won the trip
Just know I got the toast with me
And all my good girls coast with me
And all my bad bitches coast with me
And all these haters that won the trip
Just know I got the toast with me
With me, with me, with me
Just know I got the toast with me
And all my bad bitches coast with me
But just know I got the toast with me

Kal Duzay – The Likk

I got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid
Roll up in the spot like old dog, laying shit down
She already a victim, I done stole her attention, she down
Hands where I can see them, ass where I can feel it
Rubbers where I can reach them, back pocket where I conceal it
Your heart where I can steal it and we ain’t letting no one shots off in the ceiling
Hand it over
Girl, you know what this is, what’s the hold up? To the hold up
I’mma make you give everything but your soul up
And my lil’ nigga crazy with the aim and he don’t blow off
So thinking this a game get you blowed up on some 9 months
Shit, girl you all swole up, nose up, got your ring finger all froze up

I got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid
I guarantee that nigga act foolish every time I holla uh
I’m ’bout to hit me a lick, shit, I’m ’bout to hit me a lick
She it, I’m ’bout to pop that clip and that stick
And I’m ’bout to hit me a lick

Look at this nigga with the cash falling off his pocket
He think he watching her dance, but it’s really her who watching
Soon as she finish that set it’s gonna be a problem
‘Cause lil’ momma a threat when it’s time to get them dollars
Holler, and she hate putting that mask on
She’d rather be getting her psychology class on
But that’s hard when every night she take her ass home
To an empty pad and a blow up mattress to crash on so she get her mash on
Desperate times call for desperate measures, analyzing the scene, her body’s so clever
She learn to take pleasure in the shattering of men’s hearts
That’s what keep that BMW parked up in that garage
Never let a tip off a trick, niggas, she trick niggas to lick her, that’s how she lick niggas

She got a shooter named Cupid and that motherfucker stupid
Real bout it bout it nigga, and he prove it every time she holler uh
I’m ’bout to hit me a lick, trick, she ’bout to hit her a lick
Q it, shorty down to pop that, pop that shit
When it’s time to hit that lick

Lil’ Eddie – Steal a Kiss

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Like a nightmare where’s the party
Too bad you can’t resist it, baby
You’re taking my breath away on the floor
But I don’t want none to save me
Oh, ah, ah, look what you’ve done for them, back to catch me
Quick, baby, real quick, baby
Needs the’ to get me your lips.

Don’t know about your situation
If you’re single or if you’re taken
But I know that my heart is screaming for you, yeah.
Can’t take the anticipation,
I don’t know what you’re doing to me
But I know in my heart is screaming for you, yeah!

Hook:
You look so good and your eyes are’
I’m all thing that I already needs
Girl oh, oh, yeah it’s fine
Baby, steal a kiss tonight!
You look so good that your eyes are’
Put you… do your thing!
Girl oh, oh, yeah it’s fine
Baby, steal a kiss tonight!

We don’t need to play in the bathtub
You landed on me, go and take it!
Buckle up, take, take the risk
Won’t just’ your lipstick, call me, baby!
Oh, why, why, why you’re so scared?
I won’t bite unless you want me
Tell what you gone else to’
To the play and waiting on you, yeah!

Right now is the perfect time, oh
Just close your eyes and let go!
Let’s put a cherry on top of the night
The stars are in your favor, they’re bright!
Right now is the perfect time, oh
Just close your eyes and let go!
Let’s put a cherry on top of the night
The stars are in your favor!

FrankPMusic – Thomas Edison

Yeah
Then the light’s low, just so I can shine bright
Then the light’s low, just so I can ..
Then the light’s low, just so I can shine bright
And then the lights low, just so I can shine bright

Yeah, just so I can shine bright

Ey this was royalty feel like
Open your .. to your section
Got me in this p**sy with no erection
.. crook it is your perception
But watch us score for no formers or interceptions
Bring P dot don’t pease like .. collection
Stay persistent with something so you perfect it
I’m designated my passion just got the weapin
Taking shot what I feel being the rest of year
Nobel me and the palace there’s so much justice
And have confidence enough my ex’s
To the point you’ll find everything I’m not here and next pick
Then bag slide to nigga like I’m the best pick

Then the light’s low, just so we can shine bright.
Then the light’s low, just so we can shine bright.
Then the light’s low, just so we can shine bright
Then the light’s low, just so we can shine bright.

Yeah around here people all go place,
tell on me garlic cooking .. on this thing
Mother shit, executed every movement,
And speaking on the execution of a few sneaks,
You know that Wednesday can’t stand with us
And the .. is impossible for them niggas so she came with us
And these hoes be .. the rent
Exposing rex, messages of their man and shit
.. I was a victim of the same kind
The shit exposed when she dreaming through my main line,
We’re talking to you girl at the same time
’cause the hoes never grow up, still they be shine

Then the light’s low, so we can let that bitch shine
Then the light’s low, so we can let that bitch shine
Then the light’s low, so we can let that bitch shine

Rock Mafia – I Am

I am
Worth it
I am
Less beyond belief
I am
perfect
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am

Yea where I’m from
It’s a kaleidoscope of words that’s yet to come
So slow it down, and stir it up

I got my
Feet on the ground and my
Head in the clouds
And I
Nothin’ can keep me down

I am
Worth it
I am
Less beyond belief
I am
Perfect
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am
Perfect,
I am
Searching for the truth
I am
Courageous
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am

And you are to
And every stranger in the crowd is living proof
So let it fly
Like a red balloon

I got my
Feet on the ground and my
Head in the clouds
And I
Nothin’ can keep me down

I am
Worth it
I am
Less beyond belief
I am
Perfect
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am
Perfect
I am
Searching for the truth
I am
Courageous
I am, I am, I am

[Interlude “4 Bars”]

So you can say what you have to say,
I am complete and you can’t take that away,
We are who we are, we are,
We are who we are, we are,
We are what we say
So you can say what you have to say
I am complete and you can’t take that away
We are who we are, we are
We are who we are, we are
We are what we say

I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am

I am
Searching for the truth
I am
Courageous
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am
Perfect
I am
Less beyond belief
I am
Perfect
I am, I am, I am
What I say I am

Anarchie – Party Till Daylight

Anarchie
Johnny wonder
What make yall ..party so people wonder

.. any time we see ..skeam cleaner
Who’s the dancer no nice than my .. propaganda

Bring the party .. is the next party we gun up
… tonight yeah
And my whine from you stil done
When you said the party .. please call up ..rich rich

Chorus:
We party gyal .. will party till daylight come
till daylight come, alright
We mister ..clean
Are you ‘
Me party till daylight come,
Till daylight come, alright

.. bar ..stand star
For the four .. Sandy bell ..
..make money riding te price I’m a ..general

Chorus:
We party gyal .. will party till daylight come
till daylight come, alright
We mister ..clean
Are you ‘
Me party till daylight come,
Till daylight come, alright

And this is by the box, .. for nox
And ..clean ..is empty
So we .. right know me .. soon watch it ..

Chorus:
We party gyal .. will party till daylight come
till daylight come, alright
We mister ..clean
Are you ‘
Me party till daylight come,
Till daylight come, alright

A nutchy Johnny wonder

Sure don’t .. anytime we skin
Who’s the dancer .. propaganda

Muna – Premeditated State Of Mind

Show ’em that a nigga can go the school and fallow their dreams in the same time
Hear me, am I changing right before your ass
Maybe becoming someone you don’t recognize, it’s crazy
I’m fly from the oppose of lazy
When you judge my world, just remember men no body’s pay me
Get the money I rather keep my soul straight
Knocking on heavy door, kicking on the ‘
I made weather to your ‘
Rock Obama need nirvana, I’m the higher state
But I ain’t saying I’m the greatest, I ain’t try to prettied me as a artist how is made it
I’m underrated, I’m still grow, still run, still shining
Still to the ‘you haters ‘just how that’s’
Still waiting ’til I decide ‘but I ain’t dying
I am trying to ‘
But I stay in the ‘to the pay on ’em ..stay back ‘on ’em
‘right to the ‘quick back on ’em
‘.get you paper plans when I’m in Miami ‘
Lyrics makes you none the way I split you’
‘never ask you for help ‘
Too things never ,,,that’s my faith and that’s my health
I’m like tasting in the ‘all I see it’s the ‘
And I’m like a ‘.
Cuz I’m feeling my self
Lord that mercy on that young boy
Came back with the ‘
I’m going nuts giving my ‘
It’s quit and ..it’s like amazing
…but it care for’
Since the day I was creating my temperatures was’
add I’mma keep ‘until my recording’
…left their destination
My moment’s soming but I feel is anxious
Do you wanna be love by many ‘.
But I never wanna be famous
Don’t get me wrong it’s not the love in the attention
It’s the pain in your love ‘
‘
Shit that’s all I have and they like it
A whore told that it might just what they do
How can something promise …seems so ‘
Go, go, go, premeditated state of mind

Starlito – Paper Rock Scissors

Feat. Don Trip

Last time I checked I deposited
Then tell’I lost it
I’m bossed up that’s why it cost so much
That’s why it cost to even talk to us
Make sure you get yo offer
Everything I do I do it all for us
I got a family that’s depending on me
Gambler I spin this all
All my niggers stay in the song
Gotta show a fuse maybe stand it all
You sleeping on us you’re in a coma
Don’t believe it just wait a moment
My brain cells got paper on’em
This 40 Glock got a laser on it
Bring you down spray you up
Balling up not laying up
Coming through it no paper cussing
If your money talk it ain’t saying much
My mama thinks I’m a lost cause
Full of automatic fucking guard dog
My G shot no’
But I’m still flesh as a cop card
In that grass like a lawn dog
I got yo back like a lumber
Important dews pop one guap
I’m gone but I ain’t going far
A driver need to be designated
She gimme brain it’s free education
They pass me bills with no legislation
Going back to Callie my weed medicated
Keep asking me like e’rryday
What’s up with this step rubbish
They either respected the love
Now we do it for the check up
Got to open up my next budget
Now watch how I checks double
A nigger got dragged like a Lex bubble
Fuck you P up no discussion
Ran to yo city with a toaster oven
Ride the game like you owe me something
I’m going in keep the motor running
My bitch blowing like Etta James
In my trunk I got Mary Jane
Feeling lucky no horseshoe
But I run this shit like Edward James
Never change gold figure
My’is faded like O pictures
We’re not the same, see the big difference
Is you’re softer than a roller tissue
And all these rappers so frightened
Cause we handle bars like bicycles
I had to brag I’m so nice with it
My 8 pan through icicles

I saw the feds roll up just tryna get up right witcha
So accurate with the head I feel like Mike Miller
Chopper bullets look like pistols
That’s more money more white bitches
They follow orders I’m high Hitler
East side, gorilla, I throw it up like corn
My money tall but Imma show it nigger
Got so much game under the sports ticker
Of course nigger, we killing this shit
Had the more’and we still in this bitch
Got bullets again I’ve been dealing with splints
Roll the voice grind hard no ..

I’m an underdog no forfeiting
Just me and ambition, she catch more kids than an orphanage
Live everyday like it’s 4:20 A.M
This oriented like the Orientals had the cookies
And no fortune in it
Now the course has been going on like 4 minutes
I’m bout my comers like I run on centers
I know I’m the truth no pun intended
Life’s a bitch you keep playing with it
Till me and Dev come pay a visit
And my bullets are like jury duty
In other words, anyone can get it
I should let yo bitch about majesty
They treat that bitch liken a sack of shit
Dry yo ass it’s a crying shame
But I ball harder than it catches me
I’m stating fact yo majesty
I’m getting ball like allergies
I grind hard no ass agrees
I’m flipping pounds like Bell is green
Notch!

Mr.Rommel Ft. Eisha – Don’t Tell Me No

Don’t tell me no, no no no
Don’t tell me no, no no no
(chico quiero tu amor)
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Esta es Eisha
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Con Mr Rommel

Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
(come on, come on, come on, come on)
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Chico quiero tu amor
Quiero tu amor!
Ye, yeye, yeye, ye, ye, yeah
Quiero tu amor!

Si volamos
Y el cielo tocamos,
Te prometo que esta noche nos amamos.
(Te prometo que esta noche nos amamos.)
Al ritmo de la music bailamos,
Piel con piel, no nos separamos.
Te prometo que esta noche nos amamos.

Coro:
(Don’t tell me no)
Don’t tell me no
Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
(come on, come on, come on, come on)
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Chico quiero tu amor
Quiero tu amor!

You drive me crazy and
And I don’t know what I do
(yo se que te vuelvo loca baby)
I think all the time in you
I don’t know what I do
(pero lo nuestro es imposible, ok?)

Y yo no quiero estar contigo,
Yo solo quiero ser tu amigo
Entiendelo, entiendelo uh oh
Entiendelo!
(Baby I want you love!)

Coro:
Don’t tell me no
Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Baby I want you love
Don’t tell me no, no no no
(come on, come on, come on, come on)
Don’t tell me no, no no no
Chico quiero tu amor
Quiero tu amor!

Oye mi rubia pensando mejor,
Si, ahora si yo quiero tu amor
Ok! Abrazarnos a la luz de la luna
Porque como tu se que ninguna
(tu sabes) te lo has Ganado, te has esforzado
Todo eso yo, te lo he valorado
Tell me baby, dime que me quieres
Don’t tell me no! se que tu me quieres
Praa!

Si tu me quieres y yo te quiero
Yo te prometo, te llevo al cielo
Si tu me quieres, y yo te quiero
Yo te prometo, te llevo al cielo

(chico, quiero tu amor)

Come on, come on, come on
Yeah!
Don’t tell me no, no no noo
Esta es Eisha
Con Mr. Rommel!
Music
Hit
Factory
David Lopez
El jefe papi
Ya tu sabes que
No hay .. pa nadie, ok?

McAlexiz Garcia – No eras feliz conmigo Rap Desamor

(CORO)
si ya no te hablo lo hize por ti
ya que tu sonrrisa no era la misma de ayer
si te deje en paz es por que no eras feliz
estando a mi lado , como lo queria ver

(VERSO)
si me marche no fue por que no te queria
si no por que noe ras feliz conmigo , como se veia
sigo extrañandote cada uno de mis dias
extraño lo que fuimos y todo lo qe me decias

sigo viendo tus fotos todavia
y en las noches , antes de dormir te extraño
qe seria de mi si todavia fueras mia
es dificil ver tu mirada viendome como un extraño

y aunqe solo me daño , porqe todavia te amo
tengo que dejar que seas feliz con alguien mas
aunqe un dia recordaras lo qe formamos
y cuenta te daras qe yo solo te supe amar

por que en la vida una persona no se olvida
quien te dio su amor y hasta su vida
esa persona fui yo y lo sigo siendo todavia
pero te daras cuenta cuando no te amen como yo solia

hoy las cosas ya no suelen ser igual
perdi esas ganas de volverme a enamorar
y mis pupulias no an parado de llorar
sigen pensando en ti mientras tu en alguien mas

hoy ya no soy la misma persona de antes
si hise todo por ti por que dejaste de amarme
se que no hize bien al abandonarte
pero quise lo mejor para ti , y eso fue marcharme

Aveces es mejor alejarnos de las personas
aunque nos duela o las queramos
si no son feliz con nosotros , devemos aceptar
que estaran mejor en otro lugar

Areayzee – Run This School

[Chorus Franco]
Feel it comin’ in the air
School elections coming near
Im a student at St. Mikes
Whos going run this school next year?
Whos going run this school next year?

[R-Dog]
Hey hey-ey-ey-ey-ey hey-ey-ey-ey
Hey hey-ey-ey-ey-ey hey-ey-ey-ey

[Verse 1 -Razz]
he is,
Yeah I said he is,
This is S.M.C kids
Tell me do you see this,
Tell me who going feed this
Thirst for change we need this,
You cannot just teach this
But I bet E.P will,
Bring this school to success
Somewhere that its not yet,
Issues that we must press
We aint face enough yet,
Elliot as lead-ar
Policies raise the bar,
Taking S.M.C far
Truly is who we are,
Truly is who we need
Finally to take lead,
Double blue that we bleed
Also pumping through him,
Problems he will fix them
See why they are fuss in,
Elliots a must win
The leader we are lusting

[Verse 2 Nick Reddon]

Now as elections come around
If youre not picking him turn your head to the ground
Best on the ballet hes the man for the school
And lets face the fact Asian kids are pretty cool
Hell bring us back that S.M.C name
The one we used to hold with no one to blame
After all weve been living in fear
But Elliot Park will change it all next year

[Thuringer- Talking]

In class youre going to get a piece of paper
It going to have Elliots name on it
You pick up your pencil
And you draw and X beside his name
If you didnt do it dark enough
Pick it up and do it again and make it darker
Double check make sure its beside his name
You do not want to make a mistake
He is the man for the job
I repeat Elliot Park is your president next year

Dimi – No Stress

[Verse 1 – Magic]
Well it’s Rookie of the year
fer sure this shit is dropping
Roll a swisher I can face erasing all of my problems
I spit the hottest and honestly I been modest
To all of these other artist the product they got is poppin’
Magic’s shit has been dropping
It’s common for me to bomb it
Spittin’ the illest flow and flippin’ shit for the profit
Blow the dough in my pocket
Momma tell me to stop it
But momma I got a dream that I’m chasin’ this ain’t a hobby
One day you’ll have a crib, never payin’ for shit
See I ain’t worried bout nothin’ cause momma you raised a kid
Famous out in the city and everybody stay wit me
Cause they know when I’m comin’ around it’s time for shit to get busy
Bigger sister from Philly
Came to visit me from the Milli
She the kid got a minor and that’s when we said “Ya feel me?”
Put my family first, you ain’t never hittin’ and dippin’
But I’m never stressin’ a thing say ya comments to me are gimmicks
Project

[Hook – Dimi & Magic]
When I start to give a fuck, I just lay that shit to rest
I never open up my heart, just keep it locked in its chest
All I got is no stress x3
No stress
See it’s been hard to make it far, but I got there like the rest
And when you say you at your worst that’s when I say you’re at

your best
All I got is no stress x3
No stress

[Verse 2 – Dimi]
I got no stress, that’s just the liquor talkin’
I better spark me up this blunt, I gotta lotta walkin’
I gotta a lot of thankin’, don’t seem to do that often
Just treat you like a yellow light, yeah I proceed with caution
If I said I had no stress, then damn I’d be lyin’
I’m sick of actin’ like I’m livin’ when I’m really dyin’
Haters try to kill my vibe but I just keep it vibrant
I hated me when I was high cause I was so defiant
Shooting for the top, yo I hope I got that straight aim
Just keep hopping on these tracks like a damn train
If it’s trickin’ I got it
Cause Dimi’s spittin’ the hottest
And if you one of the homies, you know I’m cutting the profits
Bitches givin’ me brain even though they lackin’ the logic
I’m like a white shirt with a stain, see it’s not hard to spot me
Ugh, I think it’s time to lay low for a little bit
The only time you really got stress if you give a shit

Furious – Run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run

Hook
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds (hell yeah)
Hold up let me count this money
Bring that ass back, come get it from me (hell yeah)
Hundreds in the air, Keep that booty running

Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running

Ya get money, my team call it play time,
I’m drunk, ass spilling from the bass line,
In the club, twenty deep with he frenchside,
When you see me can I get a high five (high five),
Watch so flow, call it coldcone
Furious fly like the ozone you know the model take a photo she owe me like a loco but she get it from her promo (whoo) I’m in love with that ass (ass) you can see it from the front and the back I I wanna see you shake it fast drop drop drop bring it back girl on fire looking like a mosh pit fresh dressed all the way to the eye stretch haters talk man I call that shit nonsense it’s all about this money can I get with it poppin’

Hook
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds (hell yeah)
Hold up let me count this money
Bring that ass back, come get it from me (hell yeah)
Hundreds in the air, Keep that booty running

Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running

YG
Money on money I got bitches on bitches I got a 72′ cadillac on 24 edges you gotta hit me to start me she gotta lick me to fuck me well common dees no dog with no puppy she knows a dog like snoopy you niggas is booty my place is dirty got cooties (cooties) and payed like coochie my pocket full of g’s my my wallet not goochie I play the???………… I’m wearin out my nikes Yikes she fuck me for free you pay 400 a night Yikes life get it how im livin got a fair for the verse gotta get it how spit it (spit it) your ass bigger than a mofo a mofo they were wigs like a mofo those snakes are real and so round that they finally found me

Hook
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds (hell yeah)
Hold up let me count this money
Bring that ass back, come get it from me (hell yeah)
Hundreds in the air, Keep that booty running

Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running

Furious
Nice tips, nice waist call it supersize I need a full plate depending on my appetite I’m in the game all you rookies sitting court size get your money out here we call it more time pinch her in the worse way get her ready I’ma take it Down to third base hey that’s life bitch touchè get it automatic on top like a toupee I wanna see you baby take it to the ground if your hot take your shirt off now whoo and tonight is going down pocket full of presidents pass em all around (pass em all around) body revving like a new car grab your camera, phone put that booty on world star 2 a.m. Time ticking like an automall get this money then we do it all again tommorow

Hook
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds (hell yeah)
Hold up let me count this money
Bring that ass back, come get it from me (hell yeah)
Hundreds in the air, Keep that booty running

Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running
Running, running, keep that booty running

Run run run run run run run run run run

Louisianna All State Choir – Im Saved

Verse 1:
I’ve been washed in the blood of the crucified one (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve joined hands with the royal son (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve been made to sit in heavenly places (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve been given power to run this race (Oh yes, I am saved!)

Verse 2:
I’ve been bought for a price that cannot be paid (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve been set aside to praise His name (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve been given permission to go spread the good news (Oh yes, I am saved!)
I’ve got to tell you and you and you what God can do! (Oh yes, I am saved!)

Chorus:
And I’ve got a new name (a new name written in glory)
A new talk (a new talk I’m gonna tell the story)
The Holy Ghost (the Holy Ghost to lead and guide me)
A new shout (A new shout, I’m gonna shout before Him)
The Holy Ghost (the Holy Ghost to lead and guide me)
The Holy Ghost (the Holy Ghost to lead and guide me)
A new shout (A new shout, I’m gonna dance before Him)
A new shout (A new shout, I’m gonna dance before Him)
I’m saved, I’m saved, oh yes I’m saved!

Vamp:
I’ve been redeemed by the Blood of the Lamb and I thank you Lord, thank you Lord
(x2 soloist only)
I’ve been redeemed by the Blood of the Lamb and I thank you Lord, thank you Lord
(x4 choir)

I’m saved, I’ve been redeemed, I’m saved!
(x4)

I’ve been redeemed (I’ve been redeemed!)
(x4)

[adlib] (I’ve been redeemed)
(x4)

[adlib] (I’m saved, I’ve been redeemed!)
(x4)

I’m saved, I’m saved, oh yes I’m saved!
(x3)

Alley Boy – Ima Shooter

[Hook:]

I’m a shooter
(Shooter, shooter, shooter)
Walk up on me crazy I shoot you
I’m a shooter
(Shooter, shooter, shooter)
Walk up on me crazy I shoot you
Little nigga dying in the street
Tell your man he don’t want to see me
Niggas talking all of that shit
He don’t really want to see me
Ber, stick’em, ha ha haha stick’em
Ber, stick’em, ha ha haha stick’em
I’m a shooter
(Shooter, shooter, shooter)
Walk up on me crazy I shoot you
I’m a shooter
(Shooter, shooter, shooter)
Walk up on me crazy I shoot you

[Verse 1: Alley Boy]

I’m a shooter, strapped with a Ruger
Play me nigga I’m a do you
I don’t want to fight
I don’t want to tustle
? I’m a shoot you
Clip run through you, ask my jeweler
25 racks, that’s on my ?
85 racks, that’s on my car
Came from the hood bitch, I’m a star
? shooter
?
Them choppers tinted, ain’t no good
All in the A, back to the basics
Youngin’s chains with a K
Break them stick off in your face
Money major, I’m a G
I got wars in the street
I got shooters, shoot for free
I got bitches ? for free
I’m a shooter, I’m a shooter
Bitch ass nigga you a poodle
Pit bull with no bite
Walk up on me crazy I shoot you

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gunplay]

Stick a motherfucker for a chain
Stick a motherfucker for a watch
Stick a motherfucker for a ring
I’m a stick a motherfucker if you don’t watch
Get slapped with the .22 Tre
I ain’t crying with the boohoo face
Pussy nigga where the jewels and the safe?
Where the blocks at? These just apes
You ain’t no gangster, you ain’t no pimp
You ain’t no killer, you a fo-fo
So cold, snow cone
We chilly, really?
I don’t think you want this Benni
Cause this really ain’t no scrimmage
My nigga done play for keeps
Y’all niggas playing for image
My nigga died in his dirty laces
And about 30 open cases
And they owe me a little bread, damn
My nigga that’s crazy
But that’s the game we balling in
Get murked for a Bentley ornament
Shooters shooting, like it’s a motherfucking 3 point tournament