1.I'm On One(Explicit Version)
(Get em up)
I'm on one
(Get em up)
I'm on one
(Get em up)
I said I'm on one
DJ Khaled
I'm getting so throwed
I ain't went this hard since I was 18
Apologize if I say, anything I don't mean
Like whats up with your best friend？
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new niggas？
And why they think it all comes so easy
But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot with a little more cash
than I already got
Trippin off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we
still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit
Hate these fucking allegations, I'm just feeling like the throne
is for the taking
Watch me take it!
All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya
I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it, I'm on one
Yeah, I said I'm on one
Fuck it, I'm on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit
Cause I'm on one
I said fuck it I'm on one
I'm burning purple flowers
It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin' 8's
Still running with the same niggas til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain't fair (Khaled)
And it's double M G until I get the chair
All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya
I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it, I'm on one
Yeah, I said I'm on one
Fuck it, I'm on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit
Cause I'm on one
I said fuck it I'm on one
I walk around the club, fuck everybody
And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too much money, ain't enough money
You know the feds listening, nigga what money？
I'm a made nigga
I should dust something
You niggas on the bench
Like the bus coming
huh, ain't nothing sweet but the swishas
I'm focused might aswell say cheese for the pictures
Ohhh, I'm about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, but I ain't buying
Chopper dissect a nigga like science
Put an end to the world like the Mayans
This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov
It's a slim chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, don't ask me how I got it
I'm killin' these hoes I swear I'm tryna stop the violence
All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya
I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it, I'm on one
Yeah, I said I'm on one
Fuck it, I'm on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit
Cause I'm on one
I said fuck it I'm on one
DJ Khaled
2.Welcome To My Hood(Explicit Version)
Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it, oh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, oh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police
In my hood
Audemar on my wrist
Diamond, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin'
Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em
Lord forgive me for my sins, that's my confessions if they put
me in this benz
I got possession of a federal offence
I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent
So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt
Like it ain't no tomorrow, fuck ya house note nigga
Blow that bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back
Tell you 'we the best forever' DJ Khaled handle that
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it, oh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, oh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police
In my hood
I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga
I'm talkin' Norieaga, nigga, the real Norieaga
If you ain't from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us
And tell congress when you see 'em bitch I'm stealin' cable
And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support
Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court
Mr. Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores
We throw our money round here, but y'all can..
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it, oh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, oh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police
In my hood
Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad
And they say time fly's, well mine's first class
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets
I talk a lot of shit and practice what I preach
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch I'm from the murder capital
Hoe, I'm far from practical
Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out
Got it sewn up, check the thread count
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it, oh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, oh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police
In my hood
3.Money(Album Version)
I can't even walk
My pockets too heavy
Got that 40 on me now
Them choppers too heavy
Told 'em you gotta fall back
I can't sneak you in the club
Said I'm in the car you need me my nigga
Nothin' but love
Last blunt sell so much smoke I can't see ya
Ain't over here, look I wouldn't wanna be ya
Talking so many bitches we got bitches on bitches
Way she moving that ass I think the bitch got switches
Pull up to this bitch Escalade full of killers
Now only thing realer： Escalade full of scrilla
Louis V to the back, half a rack for the snap back
Wiz Khalifa's on the coupe I'm talking black and yellow
flapjacks
When I talk I be talking 'bout money
So please don't talk to me if you ain't talking 'bout money
Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money
Don't know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money
We talkin' bout money
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
LUDA!
I'm talkin' 'bout money you never seen, hoe
The incredible hulk, so much paper I'm turning green, hoe
Green giant, I want it, I buy it
Y'all just ballers on a budget
Your money's on a diet
And I'm laughing you such a riot
David verse your Goliath
Let my money talk for me
Hear 'em, be quiet
Hamilton said was happenin'？
Jackson said wat it do？
Grant chucked up a deuce
My Benjamin said fuck you
Ahhhhh
It cost money to fund a war nigga
Ahhhhh
I'll have you laying right on the floor nigga
And take you higher
I'm a lover not a fighter
But if a rappers gettin gassed
Than I'm the first one to light her
When I talk I be talking 'bout money
So please don't talk to me if you ain't talking 'bout money
Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money
Don't know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money
We talkin' bout money
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
More money, more problems
So bring the problems
I love it
This We The Best Music Group
YMCMB
Bitch I don't see you
Bitch get your money right bitch
Hustle Hard
I'm forreal about this shit
Get money!
When I talk I be talking 'bout money
So please don't talk to me if you ain't talking 'bout money
Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money
Don't know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money
We talkin' bout money
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
4.I'm Thuggin(Album Version)
Yeah, DJ Khaled
Mean Mug Music
Waka Flocka
Ace Hood
This Gon' Fuck The Streets Up
This Gon' Fuck The Clubs Up
Always Kick My Dough Hands Shawty Last Night
I'll Be Damned If I Don't Go Out With A Fight
My Girlfriend Says She Needs Some New Shoes And A Bag
I Told Her Shut The Fuck Up And Get Off Yo Ass
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
God Bless A Nigga So Bitch I'm Out Here
Wear The Wrong Color You Can't Come Around Here
So Get Your Mind Right And Your Pistol Close
Hoppin' Out That Ride Into Your Place Like A Seminal
All My Niggas They Thuggin'
My Lil Cousin Got His Chopper Chrome
Any Niggas Want Problems Take Your Top Off Block The Metrodome
It'll Make A Loud Noise Sound Like It's World War
Never Break A Sweat That's What Them Killers For
I Get Money Hoe, On Some Real Shit
Deck Of Hundreds On Me
That's Just What I Deal With
Waka Thorped Out And We The Business
See Me Off To H.A.M. I Bet Your Niggas Deal Quick
Mama Pray For Me, Commit A Lot Of Sins
And It Don't Make It Better Consumin' A Lot Of Gin
Blood, Sweat And Tears I Pour My Sould Out
Smell The Flowers Bitch I Might Just Pull A Rose Out
Always Kick My Dough Hands Shawty Last Night
I'll Be Damned If I Don't Go Out With A Fight
My Girlfriend Says She Needs Some New Shoes And A Bag
I Told Her Shut The Fuck Up And Get Off Yo Ass
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
A Young Nigga Fucking Bucking With His Treads Loose
Middle Finger All The Fans Cause I Said Too
Now Where My G's At？
Now Where Them Dope Boys？
Now Where My Niggas Who Be Thuggin' On The Corner For it
Hands In The Air, Throw Your Hood Up
Hoppin' Out That 7 Tre, Them 6's When I Pull Up
Now Where My Bad Bitches Who Keep Their Ass Fat？
I Love A Bitch Ain't Scared To Throw That Ass Back
And I Keep Them Real Niggas
Homie That's That
You A SuperDuck, I'm Talkin' Aflac
My Nigga Storped Out, Thorped Out
Stupid Treads In Them
Soles With Them Stone Mouth
Club Stupid Packed, It's A Mad House
catch You Sniffin' By Yourself, And Then You Assed Out
and Homie That's Word, My Niggas Gon's Learn
see That Red In Blue, I'm Runnin' Out My Converse
Always Kick My Dough Hands Shawty Last Night
I'll Be Damned If I Don't Go Out With A Fight
My Girlfriend Says She Needs Some New Shoes And A Bag
I Told Her Shut The Fuck Up And Get Off Yo Ass
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
I'm Thuggin'
Middle Fingers To The Cops And The Judge
Raised By The O Niggas Just Mean Up
5.It Ain't Over Til It's Over(Album Version)(Explicit)
I said we the best at making this green
I swear Mountain Dew ain't got nothing on my team
F is for the family that's holding me down
I think niggas know who run this town
A is for the action I'm all about
Blow a nigga head off, kill all the doubt
B is for the big boys with the grown money
And bad bitches who ain't gotta spend their own money
Shots of 'Tron at like 4 in the morn'
It ain't over 'til it's over, Loso I'm gone
Lights stay on, they don't fade
Take my last call, don't hold your breath
Everyday make something outta nothing
Move a mountain and still keep running
Never come down, make no mistake
They can say oh that my end is on the horizon
When I wake, all I see is the sun rising
Just when I thought I said all there was to say
I get the last word,
It ain't over till it's over
Just when I thought I did all there was to do
I give my best to you
It ain't over 'til it's over
Ooh-oh ooh-oh
It ain't over 'til it's over
Ooh-oh ooh-oh
It ain't over 'til it's over
I smoke weed, you sip on lean
People always sayin' what the hell is that mean
J is for the justice I did to the game
Lot of these niggas that's on is lame
A is for the way I airs 'em out
Coupes by the two's I pairs 'em out
D's for the dope that a nigga still pumpin'
12 hour shifts got the spot still jumpin'
Rockin' on 'til the block is gone
38 is snub nose but the choppers long
And everything takes time so they say
But it's been on my side everyday
Every second gone is another way to come up
Bend the corner, crash into the jackpot
Twists and turns I can take
They can say they do that my end is on the horizon
When I wake, all I see is the sun rising
Just when I thought I said all there was to say
I get the last word,
It ain't over till it's over
Just when I thought I did all there was to do
I give my best to you
It ain't over 'til it's over
Ooh-oh ooh-oh
It ain't over 'til it's over
Ooh-oh ooh-oh
It ain't over 'til it's over
6.Legendary(Album Version)
You know, I've seen some things..
It's important to stay strong
Waddup DJ Khaled？
It's your girl KC!
If not they, then who？
Can carry on the weight of this world？
If not they, then who？
Make sure all the people know how it feels
To be legendary!
Baby don't cry no more
Cause I'm here to show you the way
I know you got some fight in you
So don't make losing so easy
Everybody's gonna fight
And everybody's gonna fall
But the ones that get up
Are always the strongest
Oh I can't imagine if I
Never went through nothing
I wouldn't be a fighter
And I wouldn't last the longest
If not they, then who？
Can carry on the weight of this world？
If not they, then who？
Make sure all the people know how it feels
To be legendary!
Legends are born and created
Nothing's free, so I take it
It takes the determination! (We goin' in)
The nation!
Everybody's gonna fight
And everybody's gonna fall
But the ones that get up
Are always the strongest
Oh I can't imagine if I
Never went through nothing
I wouldn't be a fighter
And I wouldn't last the longest
If not they, then who？
Can carry on the weight of this world？
If not they, then who？
Make sure all the people know how it feels
To be legendary!
I promise Imma do it better than
Anybody's ever seen.
That I will be everything that everybody told me
I would never be
Got my feet on the ground, the wind at my back
My head to the sky. (Won't stop now!)
No, not ever
You can see in my eyes
I will be legendary
If not they, then who？
Can carry on the weight of this world？
If not they, then who？
Make sure all the people know how it feels
To be legendary!
I remember when they told me no!
I looked right in their eyes and told 'em yes!
Don't let nobody stop your dreams!
Keep winning!
Rise to the top!
Keep your head up!
Young world! The world is yours!
We the best! YMCMB
7.Sleep When I'm Gone(Album Version)
About to change the game
DJ KHALED!
WE THE BEST FOREVER
Cash Money, Young Money
I'm for real about this shit
Let's go
I'm countin' my time, cause my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm lookin' at the clock like yay yay
Naps to my treasure, yay ay
(Time's on the side, whoa)
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
They say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related
Cause I'm the most slept on, and the most hated
Hated, hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card game
And I'm playin' spades, gamblin' with y'all change
Fuckin' basketball wives, while you at away games
Really fuckin' basketball wives, ain't gotta say names
Whole body tattered like a New York City freight train
Niggas get to barkin', put a bullet in the great dane
Try me, end up like why me？
Team full of animals, like I coach the heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
6 car garage, that's how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up kush on boat decks
Flaggin' down the waitress, wavin' my Rolex
I'm countin' my time, cause my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm lookin' at the clock like yay yay
Naps to my treasure, yay ay
(Time's on the side, whoa)
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Yo, I don't survive the test of time doin' this shit so long
And only rest to rise again homie, I sleep when I'm gone
Look, a legend while I'm prime, and so current and they hate
this
The streets classified me as another level of greatness
I don't fight for crowns at all, I let whack niggas bitch
And let 'em flip while they debate on who the king of this shit
Listen, see I don't waste time debatin' over those things
Because I'm God motherfucker, God create kings
Watch it, I'm hearin' that a lot of niggas mad through the
grapevine
The piano soundin' beautiful and sad at the same time
The feelin' of a funeral, so study you niggas
Khaled, provide the theme music while I bury you niggas
See now there's no escaping the God, you better find a get away
'Fore I start wiling like Haitians and Jamaicans when it's Labor
Day
Khaled, every time you know we gotta make 'em love it
And realize every thing is hotter when we touch it
I'm countin' my time, cause my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm lookin' at the clock like yay yay
Naps to my treasure, yay ay
(Time's on the side, whoa)
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Ayo Khaled, let this shit breeze
It's poor lil' rich nigga, that's me
Smoke comin' out the sunroof, blowin' on hasheesh
Can't stop now, cause I'm in too deep
1.5 wide, every 2 weeks
Niggas wanna kill me, let the shells fall out
Life is short, then please, my kids gon' ball out
They kids gon' ball out, 20 years from now, pullin' cars out
You gon' think cocaine gettin' hauled out
Ass gettin' chipped in, crystal meth gettin' dipped in
All cause you let a nigga slip in
Aftermath, '05, G-Unit, '06
Everything else is gymnastics, watch the dough flip
Sittin' on the couch, smokin' up memories
Pourin' Jack Daniels, toast to my enemies
Fuck beef, nigga I ain't got the energy
Take the last shot to the dome, John Kennedy
I'm countin' my time, cause my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't stop for nothing
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone (Gone)
I'm lookin' at the clock like yay yay
Naps to my treasure, yay ay
(Time's on the side, whoa)
I close my eyes, I'd rather sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm gone
8.Can't Stop(Album Version)
Shinin', grindin' on the shine
Flippin' all the time
When we hustlin', Young Money gunnin'
Cash Money flippin', shit them everytime
When we grindin' cause we gettin', flippin' the change range
And doin' different thangs, hittin' the same lanes
But flippin' didn't change
Yeah, higher then we ever been
More money, now more money, cause we ballin' in
You know I can't stop, I won't stop
I feel like everybody's trying to kill me
So I don't stop, 'till I'm on top
And God keeps telling me I will be
If you with me then salute, you know what to do
You know what to do
Put your hands up in the air
You can make it through
All you gotta do is
Put your hands up in the air
Shinin' bright lights, hotter then them other lights
The real life flash mash on the same night
More money, now we brighter then we even been
Hundred thousand poppin' bottles, bitch we goin' in
Crystal lights, blowin' on that Khaled dro
Turkey bag, hundred thou on the marble floor
Rainbow, red bone with the triple color
Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer
You know I can't stop, I won't stop
I feel like everybody's trying to kill me
So I don't stop, 'till I'm on top
And God keeps telling me I will be
If you with me then salute, you know what to do
You know what to do
Put your hands up in the air
You can make it through
All you gotta do is
Put your hands up in the air
Yeah it's on deck, straps on deck
Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets
Put the house on Gin, and nigga we place the bet
From hundred G's to flippin' hundred, bitch we hit the liq'
High on the hill, the view above the falls
Smashin' in the field, 100 balls
You know how we do it, bossin' up grand news
Uptown survivor, money really shoot
You know I can't stop, I won't stop
I feel like everybody's trying to kill me
So I don't stop, 'till I'm on top
And God keeps telling me I will be
If you with me then salute, you know what to do
You know what to do
Put your hands up in the air
You can make it through
All you gotta do is
Put your hands up in the air
9.Future(Album Version)
I am the streets, the future
I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
They gettin' money, they makin' hit records
They hustlin'
Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em
He just told me kill 'em
100 for the Beamer
Kudos for the dealer
Murder, bet I wrote it
Kudos to the killer
Chevy sittin' crooked
Keep the Reggie Miller
I'm a motherfuckin' beast
See me in your sleep
Nightmare on any street
Swear I will mark any beat
Spread this to the industry
Lyrics like a chopper piece
Flow right through your fitted T
Pull this through with chemistry
Hottest nigga 'round, they saying
Greatness is my tendency
No such thing as sympathy
More money, my remedy, pockets on, heavy D
Bitch I'm hot, 3rd degree, whip I drive？ Owned by me
Wrists in the air, anti-freeze, can it be？
I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter nigga like a 7D
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag
And the G-U-T-T-A, hop in the whip and I gotta get paid
Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid
Walk in my house you can meet my maid
And you give a damn you can push that Lac
Push that Benz on, push that lade, hop to the whip, no top on
mine
Niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys
Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
Private plane, my seat recline
Top ten charts where I reside
Come to your house and run inside
Meek Mill
We the motherfucking best
Word to my mama
Wild presidential, got me feeling like Obama
All I want is change
And my niggas they wanted the same
I wanted the money
And never the fame
I turned into something they never became
Through all the rain, I kept my flame
And I kept burning and it's my turn and
Real nigga my hood confirm it
Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains
And that Maybach, let me take em way back
When I was starving that was payback
Nigga where that cake at？
Murder all your artists
And I, I , I can feel that love
But I feel that hate
When I got that slug , I just feel so safe
I put it to your mug, it ain't gone wait
It go away when that thing gone fly
Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire
Niggas try murder, but they ain't gone ride
Let me go hard like I ain't going to die
Meek Mill!
Do it! OK
Smoke until I ain't got no lungs
Got it going down, no teeth
I call it 'speaking tongues'
Do it! Do it!
Now you speaking my language
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Man this ain't no sign language
Fresh out of the ashes it's a
Detroit fucking classic from when
MM got the masses. Trick Trick got them passes
Bitch I'm from the Motor, Motor
Yeah that motor be the fastest
Bitch, they call it Motor City
Cause I'm most likely to crash
Fuck it! Good thing I got a chauffeur...
Going broke？ No sir!
Bitch I'm a rap game stylist, because I gave the rap game style
Bitch
But I overshine
Ain't no niggas over shine
Told them it's the quarter so I guess
We're going overtime. Dumb high, dumb high
Westside, bitch. I run mine
I'm rolling around in my old school, I feel like the alumni
Fucking hoes, no strings attached
So don't ask me why they strung out
I'm like Jordan to you niggas
I might need to stick my tongue out
She wiggled and wobble, bobbled
Then landed on my throttle
Bitch, I might make you my baby
And even buy you a bottle
You niggas don't ask how the top feel
When you keep them right beside you
My pockets got paper on paper
This shit just look like a novel
100 thousand worth of ice on me now...
But it don't feel half as good
As grandma say, and she proud...
Forever dedicated, my poetic genius
Something they close to seeing
Tell them they close to Stevie
You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here
We don't believe you.
Double MG, and We put a wreath on niggas' careers
We the best, Khaled
No need to stress, Khaled
Know there's a lot of artists
But I got the best palette
Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others
Murray the winner, you think he really Nelson Mandela
That's fire though. One time for the 305, though
That hydro make me tired, yo
My kicking be so Tai Bo!
My balance be so tight rope
That's hard to find, quick try flow
Give up with me, that knife folw
Hold over me, I'm maestro, shit
That white whip shit
On the side, wrists slit
Suicide shit, you can by shit if you write this shit
Right this minute, they say I'm buzzing hard
My driver's out of this world, you playing
Bumper cars. You niggas under cause
You should be unemployed
All you smokers Reggie, I'm in the tellie, bunch of noise
Who gonna tell me that I ain't going, that I ain't flowing？
Young Folarin, you see them puters
That was my influence
The towers fell
Turning to Ground Zero
Kicking like Reggie Jackson, Nicki Barnes
They hero, as I play Rothstein
Corleone like Bob De Niro
Been through it here though
Don't move with the weirdos
Dress pimping the toast like let's win
Your house is on West and 4th pipes and Lex win
While me in a Maserati bricking his best friends
When I die, tell them to turn my coffin to stretch Benz
Rims on it, problems？ My man's on
See him, we stomp him out
His mouth, my Timbs' on it
Only smoking a ounce, a mountain, no tens on it
Spins on it, you have no cloud, the Benz on it
What the friends say？
Few roses, you need spray, on tours, eat straight
Making sure all your feet sprayed
Get the pills through, peel through SRT-8
Trunk on, seats gray, drop tops like release dates
Vado
10.My Life(Album Version)
DJ Khaled
Konvict music
Cash Money Young Money
Let's go
You already know the score, been down this road before
Gotta hold your breath gotta take it now
If you want a taste of my life
Nothing good comes easy
Gotta go hard believe me
Gotta risk it all
Gotta roll the dice
If you want a taste of my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
If you want a taste of my life
Yeah they wanna taste that rapper life
But the road to fame usually spoils the appetite
We live the type of dreams you wish for in the afterlife
But all that they can see is velvet ropes and flashing lights
Not everything is lavish life but in the mirror all I see is all
the nights I had to fight
It's so ironic all I had to sacrifice but now I got the money I
get everything for half the price, damn
You know Khaled everybody wants the good life
Nobody really wanna pay the price
No pain no gain na na na na
This might take a little longer
No pain no gain na na na na
It'll only make you stronger
You already know the score, been down this road before
Gotta hold your breath gotta take it now
If you want a taste of my life
Nothing good comes easy
Gotta go hard believe me
Gotta risk it all
Gotta roll the dice
If you want a taste of my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
If you want a taste of my life
They all wanna make it up to the top
Khaled they don't wanna give up everything they got
No pain no gain na na na na
This might take a little longer
No pain no gain na na na na
It'll only take you stronger
You already know the score, been down this road before
Gotta hold your breath gotta take it now
If you want a taste of my life
Nothing good comes easy
Gotta go hard believe me
Gotta risk it all
Gotta roll the dice
If you want a taste of my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
If you want a taste of my life
My life my life
My life my life
My life my life
If you want a taste of my life
11.A Million Lights(Album Version)(Explicit)
Believe that
It's DJ Khaled
It's that we the best, YMCMB
We the best forever
A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your club
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
New Hermes duffle bags
On the plane, see the sky through a little glass
20 hour flight, never jet-lagged
Sipping white wine, watching the sunset
Real love this close？ I ain't never had
Sitting with you all day til the night pass
Damn, I ain't trying to fight that
But if we fall too fast, will the feeling last？
Now I'm lookin' over my shoulder, shoulder
Champagne, good dimes and good times, and now it's all over
But can't blame me for all that
You was bright, now your heart all black
Try to outshine the good with the bad
You a cold motherfucker, I ain't mad at you
Still shinin'
A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your club
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
You gettin' old and your heart turn cold
Time-line froze, mad at the world cause you lived your life, but
this the
Life that we chose
Lights on the road for the nicest road, I mean long-ass flights
for these
Hoes
But we don't crap out when the dice is rolled, I mean no life,
low life
Say my name and hopes to get more life, nigga live yo life
Ass nigga, you cook it with no spice
Lil B sacrifice, show me what your ho like
Hit her with that dope dick, now she's a dope fiend
And king, I'm lookin' for a dope queen
Uh, first thing baby： I'm ready to rock
Baby car goes high, man smash
Me does, Millz, Tyga, we give 'em the chills (Millz-y)
Keep riders, get birth control pills
Uh, young money, bright lights
Lord knows I live for these nights
You're damn right, I'mma sip champagne 'till it burn my side
To the front, like Jeter
My diamonds ain't fierce like an episode of cheetahs, jesus
Mouth jewelry, loud speakers
Blowin' loud weed with some loud divas
A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your club
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
Young money, cash money, we the best, khaled
Uh, it's that summertime, money time
Gonna rhyme good time, when I'm done giving mine
Brown smoke, white engine out the silly lines
Pretty toes hangin' out the window to the finish line
Spikes pokin' out my kicks like a porcupine
Young Money, Cash Money, We The Best, fall in line
Uptown dog, straight up from the south Bronx
How in Miami, Khaled outcome
You made us, they hate us, just to say the latest
Life nothin' like a movie, I just day to day this
Remember it was hard trying to page wagers
Nice spittin' hard rhymes on the main stages
Independent, yeah I told 'em major later
We some independent niggas gettin' major paper
Shout to 'em, Stunna, Slim, Mack
We play for keep, so how we gon' give up that？
YMCMB, lights, camera, action!
A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your club
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
12.Welcome To My Hood(Remix)
I'm foreal about this shit, this the remix (welcome to my hood),
lets go, remix, remix, remix
(Where ya hood at, where ya hood at, where ya hood at)
Welcome to my hood, everybody know everybody and if I got it
everybody got it
Welcome to my hood, look at all these old school chevys, 24's so
you know we roll heavy
Welcome to my hood, where they gettin fly like a G6, and
everybody know this is the remix
Welcome to my hood, them boys will put you down on yo knees
(woop, woop) that's the sound of the police in my hood
Everybody on the corner with the work slangin ＆ bangin in front
of that liquor store
Blowin money cuz I live life fast with this bottle full of yak
ima sip it slow
Singles double when triple beams takeover
Now holla cuz they impalas got extreme makeovers
Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the street
Now wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King beatdown
Kids hit with switches, mamas is qoutin scriptures
While Ludas gettin head, more gums than baby pictures
Cock my 40 glock and my partna just bought a replica
Now Asains sayin they don't keep no cash in they register (hurry
up and buy)
We run from red ＆ blue lights to get that green
But whoever got that white is winnin like Charlie Sheen
Teddy pain, teddy pain, bad man, bad man
Mixed shots, boom boom boom boom boom bang
Man we the best never the less, you know we get it hot
Fire flame flame, fire fire flame
Put me on the track and I'ma really let a muthafucka feel it,
when I do it, how I do it, what I do
If a nigga really wanna test (come and test), you can bet that
I'ma eat em all day (fuck food)
850 what I represent, Tallahome Florida president
Me ＆ DJ Khaled got these haters lookin hesitant
So keep all that wackness out my ear, (phew phew) that's the
sound of your career in my hood
I hope you niggas got your ringside seats, cuz its whoopass
season
Comin to a hood near you, everybody know what happen when you
see me comin (BLACKA!)
I be hurdlin ＆ gotcha reguritatin ＆ murderin everything gun
shots bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Yall know what it is, I'm comin to get it ＆ others are blockin
I'm runnin the hood and nothin can top it
You can google it and you can search it
On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it
More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian, he's
adrenaline poppin
Need a medical situation because the way I'm fuckin everything
until I'm peepin it
Why you tryna do what you already know that I'm the king with it
And, you don't wanna come behind me with it bro
Uggh, I killed this shit I ain't gotta rhyme no more
Welcome to my hood where poor members of faculty backin me
If you wanna try or trackin me, that could be when I eat em
Especially when I beat em, when they see a bunch of killas and
hustlas on the side of me
I'm more than honorly to em, put em on crutches
We'll sock ya lip first for you touch us, he one that's kickin
our brothas
Much as I smoke the duchess and model chicks that cut us
And muthafuckas that love us, their enemies wanna touch us
I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are
restin forever
See a solid 4, then I'ma put it on the fin
Then you know to never test, it'll be a category F5
Handle military with automatic weapon so lets ride
Love to the honeys, and everybody that runnin the north
And they whole city from the westside
Can't understand all of it..
Never slippin, I'm ballin, Puff keep on callin
I don't see none of you pussies, fuck that shit you be taklin
Rep Miami the ghettos (Dade County), every hood and the projects
And when I drop off my singles, I'm droppin one of my targets
Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave you hits
I gave you 'All I Do Is Win', I live this shit
And, we the best, its no pretend
I touch a million, throwin hundreds in this bitch
Real real nigga numba 1, hustle fly with my son
I come from uptown, G5 tommy gun
Red flag everyday, hundred mil ready to spray
Swagged out nigga, Bugatti with the paper plate
Blowin on some good nigga, feelin good nigga
Stunna island, Me ＆ Khaled on the wood nigga
You understand, shinin like I know we should
Birdman YMCMB we good nigga
Ace Hood in this bitch hoe, kickin down in yo front door
Knock knock, you hear the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4
4
Posted up in that same block, I'm in the drop top holdin with
that bank roll
Young nigga, I'm out chere
Cant name a place I cant go
Ridin round with my 50 grand
And they wonder what do that safe hold
Middle finga them feds and that's why I pedge a part of my g
code
And fuck them prosecutors, hustla count a sewer
Its we the best forever, amke sure you spread the rumor bitch
Good coke, hard ride stashes in the bodyshop
Only way to break them bricks down is karate chops
Niggas gettin left right in front of the ？
Leave em like them Jordans, red dot leakin
I'm 15 when i first startin coppin pies
You 46 just turnin blood, stop it 5
Its like the only way to make it is supplyin things
Who dreams dunkin over cars, let the choir sing
Its that black raw, black dawg pullin up on that black home
Compton that's my backyard, that's where I used to get them
sacks off
But, now I got platinum plaques sittin in the back of the back
And I'm back with Dre again, Aftermath
We the best, Me ＆ Khaled, Dre ＆ Em
Detox red, that's back to the back
Step in the club with my hat to the back
Nigga I'm so hood even tho I'm livin good
Niggas still in VIP strapped with a gat
Drop a couple stacks then it back to the trap
Couple hoes in the back, red wheels on the lac
Red rum, if you try it niggas throw it up now
They knockin packs off, they lettin gats off
Medicate, benefit cards scratch offs
Savin every dime, tryna choke a quarter
And they ain't sellin crack, they sellin coke ＆ water
Smokin or ya snortin, they coppin all the Jordans
Nothins more important, steal em if you cant afford em
I'm gettin to the money, I need another comma
Some of em love the drama, more than they love they mama
Welcome to the land of the trill, where everybody walkin with
they hand on they steel
And, a model is a supply ＆ demand any will
You went outta line with the wrong man then get killed
When ya damned if you will ＆ damned if you don't
Lotta dudes sayin that they can but they wont
Lotta boys sayin that they g's and they ain't
Mess around, get layed down in the paint
Better do what you say, and say what you do
For I come around ya hood, broad day with the crew
They got them fists, AR's, AK's and them twos
And they will gladiate all day, what it do
R.I.P. to the trillest that did it, to my g's on lockdown
Stick with it, think I'ma stop reppin PAT, forget it
Welcome to Fulton county, my house got surrounded
Enemies tryna drown me, but my hood still around me
Rookie of the year, no freshman cover
Shawty 16 years old, with 4 baby mothas
First rapper ever to jump off the stage on BET
And, since Pac go to Hollywood to keep it street
First rule to put T watches on the TV
Everyday its a party on Grove street
We the best forever, June 28th, its gon be a hot summa
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