CHORUS:
It's the takeover
Everybody put they hands on the floor
The exits covered we barricading the door
And I'm not leavin' till I get what I came for
Take over the game if I'm able cause this is CaiN's War

The takeover, it's the takeover
Only God knows when the rain over
She said she thought she would look better in a Range Rover
I told her that her friend was lookin' better then the date over

Oh no, I done fucked it up again
But a couple hours later I was f***** wit her friend
Her friend knew that I was f***** up to begin with, cuz every other night I pick another chick to end with

I'm crazy, too lazy
I don't do a verse unless you pay me
I don't do a song unless you play me
And I don't fight fair so don't ever try to play me
Word play is ridiculous ain't nobody as sick as this is you wanna get twisted give a call

I got the rhythm delivery if you think you ill as me then just get on the court pick up the ball
Game over, I'm done
Don't nobody shine brighter than the sun
Never gonna die, higher I'm the Son
It's the Matrix and I'm Neo so I know that I'm the One
Clear the copies the original has won

The time to question everything's begun
And if you fakin' I'll dismantle you for fun
And watch you little chickens start to run
You been lied to ain't no better way to say it
Then if I got a plane and had to spray it
The sky died and the clouds are turnin' grey
And the breath of Armageddon gettin' closer every day
So I'm a have to make a f*****' change in what I say
Put the pen to paper see what happens to the page
Light it all on fire let the rage fuel the flames
S*** nobody wasn't ever gonna listen anyway

CHORUS

Slow it down it's been a decade and a half
I done written and linguistically spitted to make em spaz
But now I got a cynics point of view I've gotten mad
If conscious rappers was sellin' then you woulda been the man

Well I'm sick of this it's just ridiculous
Gave it all I got n y'all still wasn't diggin' it
Maybe if I switch it and just twist it up like licorice then maybe I could flip and get up out of this predicament I wish that it was different

Wish there was more of us to go around
Feel like the last of the Mohicans in this ghost town
But now I'm sittin' and I'm thinkin' that I been found
Start a revolution when I surface from the underground

I tried to make em believers they had me feelin' like Jesus
I wasn't tryin' to preach
Just tried to show em what they could be
But if I gotta burn on the cross with all these other rappers who floss
Then maybe I ain't ready at all

And I don't think I wanna do this no more
Then I sat myself down and said the beat was sick
That I had to get up on it and just let it rip
That if I could make a difference to a couple kids it wouldn't even matter if this song even became a hit

Told myself I had a point and that I'd put it down
Then I took to the critics shoved it in they mouth
They ain't got no taste swallow with a smile
And I ask with a straight face f****** do you hear me now

CHORUS

Rising up
straight from out the ground I am the greatest at this
have you seen the latest fact sheets
violent like the great Apache
if you want come and attack me
I'll smack you back to the past
my run is planning to last
I'm hitting targets exactly
I'm a sharpshooter
never miss when I get in the groove
never lose
you can't even walk a mile inside my shoes
I don't move
I don't budge
I don't make no lame excuse
I just tighten all the screws
light up till I blow a fuse

I'm getting ready
it's going steady
I'm headed for the end drop the confetti
I'm intent and I'm not sensing any weakness
watch me rise from out the ashes like a Phoenix

Give it up
there's nothing in my way I am unstoppable
no matter what I think I know it's possible
I'm running at a level that so optimal
that trying to go against me is just simply irresponsible
I push it much further than most
brag and I boast
trying to catch me I'm ghost
gas never let up or coast
pull up and approach
and you get smoked, choke
coughing from all of the dust
I got a passion let's call it a lust
I am the greatest that's saying enough
feel the ground shaking that's me coming up

I just walked in looking like a million dollars
Got these haters bitter than a million olives
Lord please have mercy on all the realest
Saying 3 hail maries I'm bout to kill it
I could teach a class baby on how to raise ya swag level
A lot of zeros girl my cash on brag level
Fresh to death like i was in a coffin, dead-man
Turn the whole world upside down, handstand
These - sleepin' call me the sandman
Last inning I'm fittna knock out a grand slam

Go get the cameras baby its lights camera action
Call up the Paparazzi and tell 'em get the flashing
Roll out runway and check out all my fashion
Don't mind me I'm just braggin'

Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Don't mind me I'm Braggadocios

I drive fast so I'd rather just stay in my lane
That new engine so loud you'll catch a migraine
Swag on wizard I got all of the magic with me
I could do a tricky make ya lady disappear quickly
When these young boys gon' learn?
Everyone make team not everybody get a turn
I'm going all 4 quarters baby we all in
Young Spalding that just means that I'm ballin

BULLETPROOF VEST

VERSE 1
Spitting on supremacy
Ripping up the pedigree
Lie in bed with the enemy
Blood stains the memory
Encroaching rights is costing me my very own life
Ten to twenty in the pen, a dime bag I'm in the spotlight
Standing my ground, pop, pop, the shells drop
Privilege distorting my rights to assault, uh)
Clear head shot beams with the laser
You can kill the dreamers but cannot kill the dream chaser
It's time to wake up

PRE-CHORUS
You are depravity
Rots my core like a cavity
Three fifths my anatomy
Keeps me from defying gravity
No collusion, every single part of it is true
Give it all I got 'til my blood turn blue

CHORUS
Bulletproof vest 2x
You better get your
Bulletproof vest 2x
Better get down or get laid to rest
Don't step
Better get
Bulletproof vest 2x
You better get your
Bulletproof vest 2x
You better get your
Bulletproof vest 2x
Better get down or get laid to rest
I won't sweat
Better get
Bulletproof vest 2x

VERSE 2
Resist the remedy
Sideline no empathy
Robust is the entity
In chains for many centuries
Presuming that we're all feeble
Experimental procedures were all legal
White lies don't apply to my people
Fist in the air 'cause I'm done speaking
Rally up the troops and I will lead 'em
Reparation of acres is with the waiver
You can kill the dreamers but cannot kill the dream chaser
It's time to wake up

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

Caino beats, we here baby
monsta, gme, uh
its a new day

VERSE 1
All fresh bout to see what the night brings
should i hit em hard or hit em wit da light bling
whip tight, fresh shock detail
fresh black ice sent mixed with the weed smell
roof open, AC bumpng thou
i prolly do about a duece but im driving slow
i gotta make sure they see me
i talk a lot of s*** so i make them believe me
they fresh linguine, stuck like hemi
dey can take 100 shots but i got 1 that lean em
pockets stay creamy, yea you know I'm about mine
N***** think dey on, then I'm out an its drought time
un, man my whole team chewing
my squad been balling since the knicks had Ewing
I'm not you I'm poppin' bottle at the bar
you in here tryna drawl, im tryna holla at a star

CHORUS
Cuz a party ain't a party less we in da building
we in da buildin, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building

VERSE 2
Shorty bad Louis V everything
you kno me I'm just thinking bout everything
getting her name, eyeing her frame
tryna see if I'm the type she let slide in her lane, un
an if am then shorty we can ride out
take you to the hide out, an maybe we can wild out
un, an baby we don't need the lox
I ain't talking bout the lox, im talking bout the locks
we home alone, shorty leave ya phone alone
only sound I'm tryna hear is if you scream an moan
so gone I'm like life wit no bail
my eyes sharp i break it down wit no scale
un, an u can bet its on
an i bet by the time i touch town its gone
only kno is two things is what i say is tru
an when it comes to n town we make it do what it do

CHORUS

VERSE 3

Man I don't even see ya'll lames
matter fact, man i dont even kno ya'll names
I just keep on moving, while the rest stay loosing
N***** sware they balling its a damn illusion
where da drinks, where da kush, where da piff an hen
long as the DJ don't stop, I'ma get it in
yeah shorty looking good but i like her friend
even thou a n**** from the hood I'm a gentleman
Caino beats gotchu bouncing like a pogo
asking who running shit, you acting like you dont kno
GME fasho yo, shinning like soul glo
yea i gotta squad but i can ride out solo
Norristown cant nobody do it better
dis is for the ones home, an ones im reaching by letter
m monsta man the bol never slack
i got hard around the clock putting town up on the map

CHORUS

OUTRO
Shorty bouce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
pose like you drop something
pose like you drop something
pose like you drop something

You know the name, put your face to the flames
scream with your blood on my fangs
bow down kiss the rings, get choked with a chain
my burner goes bang, the choppers go RRRRAAAHHHHH
get a noose if you wanna hang
get out of my lane, or catch a bullet like a train
mess around and you gonna be a sidewalk stain
we ain't players, we killers, oh you thought it was a game

CHORUS:
Competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
barricades that we busting
like it ain't nothing
competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
what you want, cuz you ain't got nothing
cuz you ain't got nothing

What you wanna say, what you wanna say
I could be a problem with no delay
Me and my co-d's we don't play
the homey's do dirt yo we don't say
we switch blades, we don't switch sides
we get paid, we don't let it slide
we stepping over if you draw the line
we take that, what's yours is mine, run it

CHORUS

Wolves of the streets, no love for sheep
pull your wool leave you lying on the street
skull and crossbones that means danger
got a itchy trigger finger for strangers
roll slow, tip toe, watch your step
get knocked a promise, not a threat
it's going down, and I ain't punking out
better get bodybags for the body count

I've been waiting all week for this
I just lost a lot of sleep for this
Women say the love my game face
You in first place of the lame race
Trophy wife I call her Goldie
Trophy look just like my gold piece
No sit ups but it's crunch time

CHORUS:
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time

Me and my team we about to go out
Show out, no doubt
Like a tire this thing a blowout
Opponents about to get it tore out
Tell me what I have to score for
My whole team doing numbers like the scoreboard
Tell my team we about to run a play
Invest 10k to make a 100k
Crunch time I'm never catching cold feet
You looking OC I'm looking Kobe
For the 4 quarters I get no sleep
You are so weak out run you with no feet ha!

CAME THROUGH KILLING IT

CHORUS
Came thru killing it...man down
Working with the drip put the pan down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down

VERSE 1
I just came thru with the monster bag
Know I grew up where the monsters at
Any time we talking, where the commas at?
Dripping all this flavor Willy Wonka swag! OH OH
I gotta get it in bands though, I gotta get an advance though
All this money keep my pants low, who gon tell me that I can't though?
Don't be stunting for the gram though, know I came up out the bando
Ain't a neighborhood I can't go, what we talking? Yes

CHORUS

OUTRO
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Pop a tag, pop a tag, pop a tag
Get the bag, get the bag man down

CHORUS

BIG DRIP

CHORUS
Feeling like I can't lose
How you gon stop these moves?
Drop top drop top drop top
Look how the light come through
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip

Feeling like I can't lose
Don't you know I paid my dues
Top flo top flo top flo
Oh you gotta see these views
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip

VERSE 1
I been doing real outstanding
Working with the moves no dancing
I been in control like Janet
So high I'm on a whole other planet
Wrist like water with the patek
Drowning in designer I'm an addict
Your diamonds real cloudy that's static
I don't want yo girl I already had it

VERSE 2
I send 20 racks don't even blink
I spent 20 more didn't even think
I bought a 100 bottles I don't even drink
My ice too cold I'm need a mink
My diamonds going crazy I'm need a shrink
Whole lotta cash I'm a need a Brink
Got butterfly doors on the lambo
Who gonna tell me anywhere that I can't go?

CHORUS

Bouta be a celebrity in my home town,
People that f*** with me? Like my whole town,
Cities that heard of me likely your town,
Cause the flow is hittin' smoother than a Jawn from Motown

Yay to the dizzo on the go hard,
Ain't met nobody dap worthy so far,
21 years and B**** i still ain't tryna hear it now the block list long gotta a motherf***** scroll bar

Tell me whatchu know about the kid,
Acting like you ain't know what he did,
Acting like your ain't hear what he said,
Acting like acting right gonna save your f***** head

Made it this far brought the whole crew,
Now the pockets lookin' straight up outta Whole Foods,
I been talkin' bouta mill, you been talking bouta pill so I ain't never worried pillow talkings what the hoes do

That Midwest slang gotta fear it,
Banging in your ears like rat, tat, tatta,
They say you bouta blow can you feel it,
Look at that b**** like
OH UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,

Flick out your wrist like your Rollie don't fit ya

Look I think it's about time we talked,
You xmens are frauds, your best friends a narc, Your bars jelly soft,
Your songs barely pop, and if your dawgs wanna bark then I'm letting the tech spark

Lot of em looking at me s-sideways,
Prolly cause they know it's going my way,
Seen this s*** comin from like a mile away, now I'm lookin back at the road like I'm in the drive way

Look I'm Holdin the truth, I shoulder the youth, might blow out your mind like a roof-a-less coupe,
And as for the crew, you know what we do, don't talk to Feds so I can't talk to you,
And I done so many things already where I'm heading but it got me thinking really what's there left to do

Cause I been pushing juice, and jumping hoops, and folding troops, conduct caboose and the Next stop is the roof

Can you dig it, can feel it, why can't you see my N****,
Independent, illest pendants, they depending on me my n****,
For my cousin, get to bussin, no discussion, ain't no IV's my n****
Going ignant, just to show ya, even at you own game I gotcha beat my n****

UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha,
UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha.

Kill all the lights we gon' play in the dark
Draggin' the chains, they makin' a spark
Circle of gasoline and of fumes
Breathing the flame, blowin' a fuse
Bustin' through, rusty screws
Rage in the cage, escape from the zoo
Animal instinct off the hinges
Handling business with hammers and wrenches
Bang! Light up the night
No dynamite just a fire to fight
Gorillas and goons fed up with the bull
Fight with the wolf, get cut from the wool

You know the rules
No ref, we won't ever stop, we won't ever rest
There ain't nothing left
Who want it next?
Raw, no chaser straight to your chest rah!

Savage, savage, savage
Put you in bandage
Savage, savage, savage
Bustin' your cabbage

Bring it on
Come on

Brace for the blat, put on the mask
Pump up your fists with knuckles of brass
Break out the trap, the noose, the chains
The hammer go clap
This ain't a game are you not entertained?
Putting a strain on your muscle and brain
Swerving the lanes like Formula 1 on a schedule one
Either hurting somebody or looking for fun
One in the same, who could be judge
You already dirty from throwing the mud
Needle ain't budging above the red line
Maximum pressure the grit and the grime
You know the time, you know the deal
Finding the meal when the weak is revealed
Scalps are peeled, put you in bandage
Bustin' your cabbage savage

Come and get it
If you want it

Raw no chaser straight to your chest

VIOLENCE (CLEAN)

INTRO
(Violence)

PRE-CHORUS
(2X)
This life, don't mess around (mess around)
This death, don't mess around (mess around)

(2X)
This life, don't mess around (violence)
This death, don't mess around (violence)

CHORUS
How you get along with a killer?
Don't think about it, be a bigger villain
How you get along with a killer?
Keep your head and be quicker on the trigger, yeah
How you get along with a killer?
See him swing by his neck,
Clean the mess with a brillo,
Get the stains off deck
Then you paint over it
Don't take no bets
Leave the body in the willow yeah

VERSE 1
I give them girls the run around
They left their man back in lost and found
Check back in ten then go get him out
He bouta swing, you should talk him down
He's checking out my anatomy
Plotting on what to cut out of me
Gone pop off a clip I don't doubt it B
Add a new notch to his belt, that's a casualty
I can see the ivy on his trigger finger
Itching from a distance boy is barely contained
You had better constrain him, cuffs and the chains
Not about to make a threat cuz
I don't make those in vain
Boy's burnin up, no Aloe Vera
You ain't gotta tell me that I don't scare ya
9 in ya waistband, I'm aware yea
Better pop quick I won't dare ya

(Violence)

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I give them girls the run around
Lips on her neck I can lock it down
Leg lock her hips ain't no pulling out
She left her man back in lost and found
He's checking out my anatomy
He know just what to cut out of me
Six off his hip looking down on me
Add a new notch to his belt that's a casualty
Gallows walk Pillow talk
Cut him off, bitch is soft
Blood is on the mantle covering the family photograph,
Lock up on the handle, ain't no way to go through shattered glass
Boys burning up no aloe vera
Thoughts on his mind like I don't care yeah
Blood on his hands like mile long stare yeah
Better pop off quick-

CHORUS

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VIOLENCE (EXPLICIT)

INTRO
(Violence)

PRE-CHORUS
(2X)
This life, don't mess around (mess around)
This death, don't mess around (mess around)

(2X)
This life, don't mess around (violence)
This death, don't mess around (violence)

CHORUS
How you get along with a killer?
Don't think about it, be a bigger villain
How you get along with a killer?
Keep your head and be quicker on the trigger, yeah
How you get along with a killer?
See him swing by his neck,
Clean the mess with a brillo,
Get the stains off deck
Then you paint over it
Don't take no bets
Leave the body in the willow yeah

VERSE 1
I give them bitches the run around
They left their man back in lost and found
Check back in ten then go get him out
He bouta swing, you should talk him down
He's checking out my anatomy
Plotting on what to cut out of me
Gone pop off a clip I don't doubt it B
Add a new notch to his belt, that's a casualty
I can see the ivy on his trigger finger
Itching from a distance boy is barely contained
You had better constrain him, cuffs and the chains
Not about to make a threat cuz
I don't make those in vain
Boy's burnin up, no Aloe Vera
You ain't gotta tell me that I don't scare ya
9 in ya waistband, I'm aware yea
Better pop quick I won't dare ya

(Violence)

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I give them bitches the run around
Lips on her neck I can lock it down
Leg lock her hips ain't no pulling out
She left her man back in lost and found
He's checking out my anatomy
He know just what to cut out of me
Six off his hip looking down on me
Add a new notch to his belt that's a casualty
Gallows walk Pillow talk
Cut him off, bitch is soft
Blood is on the mantle covering the family photograph,
Lock up on the handle, ain't no way to go through shattered glass
Boys burning up no aloe vera
Thoughts on his mind like I don't care yeah
Blood on his hands like mile long stare yeah
Better pop off quick-

CHORUS

READY

PRE-CHORUS
Taking off like rocket
Move too fast can't stop it
Got pull corner pocket
Yeah (3X)

CHORUS
Cause I'm ready, ready
Cause I'm ready

VERSE 1
I'm ready to take off like a rocket,
And it's no way that you can try to stop it,
I'm so high right now, higher than a cockpit,
I'm so high right now I think I might need myself a pilot
So fly and don't got no stylist,
Don't drive less it got no mileage
No time since got this on my wrist
Too sick, too sick like it's virus

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Ready to take off like a rocket
When my team link, it's a mosh pit
Zoom too fast can't stop it,
No hands, autopilot,
No keys, push, start driving,
Zoom (3X)

CHORUS

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

돈가방 - Don Ga Bong (MONEY BAG)

Verse 1 :
Put that money bag in my money bag
돈벌이 되는 걸로 돈벌이 해
don't worry let the money do the talkin' ay
돈 아님, dont bother, 돈벌어 ay
i be in the zone in the early mornin'
lotta thotties wanna f*****' party all nite
전화기는 꺼 아님 비행기 모드
money over hoes 돈 더 벌어 ay
이건 병 이건 완전 직업 병이야
i ma ball with my pros in California
all the foes hustle talkin' 다 개 뻥이야
높은곳 가도 되 여기는 합법이야
손으로 다 못셀거야 ma money
기계로세면 헬리콥터 소리
we get the won n' the dollars u know it
이걸 난 원해서 잠못들었지
f*** sleep
잠은 죽어서나 실컷
해가 뜰때까지 still up
자꾸 돈이 나를 불러
cuz ain't nobody realer

Chorus:
i need that money bag
in my money bag x3
돈벌이되는걸로 돈벌이해
돈얘기 아님 난 꺼리지
f*** 어리버리 s***, i aint f*****' with
f*** errbody s***, 다 적이지
in my money bag
싹다 쓸어담어 쓰윽 x3
in my money bag yayayaya

Verse 2 :
f*** being fake about it
take money
내 모토 니나 잘해
내차례 절대로 뒤로 안빼 난
하고싶은 말 있으면 해 that's it
새끼들이 말이많아 쓸데없는 말이자나
쉽게 보지마 난 장난 하지않아 돈갖다가
내 돈가방, 세탁기에 넣고 다 빨아
병신들 평생 남 똥꼬나 빨아
난 하나 똥도 안주는 반항아 같은 태도 마랴
만의하나 내가 낼죽는데도 후회없는 삶을 살아
f*** u know about me
난 낮과 밤이 바뀌다못해 잠도 없이 grindin'
날보고 미쳤다고해도 f*****' pedal to the metal
겁도 없지 다른 level 에서 fatal 한걸 뱉어내고
더 챙겨 내 돈가방에
돈이 아니면 don't bother me
다른 랩퍼들 돈자랑질 민망하게만드는 problem kid
너네들 어렸을때 난 진짜 hustlin' f***** cocaine
임마 나 어렸을땐 그것도 없어서 만들어 slang

Chorus:
i need that money bag
in my money bag x3
돈벌이되는걸로 돈벌이해
돈얘기 아님 난 꺼리지
f*** 어리버리 s***, i aint f*****' with
f*** errbody s***, 다 적이지
in my money bag
싹다 쓸어담어 쓰윽 x3
in my money bag yayayaya

Phonetic:

Don-Ga-Bang - (MONEY BAG)

Verse 1 :
Put that money bag in my money bag
don buhri dwae neun guhro don buhri hae
don't worry let the money do the talkin ay
don ah nim don't bother don buh ruh ay
i be in the zone in the early mornin
lotta thotties wanna f***** party all nite
jun hwa gi neun gguh ah nim bi hang gi mode
money over hoes don duh buh ruh ay
e-gun byung e-gun wonjun jig gup byung-e-ya
i ma ball with my pros in california
all the foes hustle talkin da ge bbung-e-ya
nopen gosae itsuh do dwae yuh-gi neun hap bup-e-ya
soneuro da mote sel guh-ya ma money
gi gae ro sae myun helicopter sori
we get the won n the dollars u know it
e-guhl nan won hae suh jam mote deuh ruht ji f*** sleep
jam eun jook uh suh na sil kut
hae ga ddeul ddae gga ji still up
jaggoo don-e na reul bool luh
cuz aint nobody realer

Chorus:
i need that money bag
in my money bag x3
don buhri dwae neun guhro don buhri hae
don yae-gi ah nim nan ggu ri ji
f*** uh-ri-bu-ri s***, i aint f***** with
f*** errbody s***, da jug-gi-ji
in my money bag
ssak dah sseuh ruh dam uh x3
in my money bag yayayaya

Verse 2:
f*** being fake about it
take money nae moto nina jalhae
nae charae nan jul dae dwi roh ahn bbae
hago sipeun mal it sseu myun hae thats it
saeggi duri marimana sseuldaeup neun marijana
ship gae bojima nan jangnan haji anah don gaht daga
nae don-ga-bang, sae takki ae nuko da bbara
byungsindeul pyungsang nam ddong ggo nah bbah rah
nan hana ddong do ahn jooneun ban hang-ah gateun taedo maryah
mahn eu hana nae ga nell jookneundedo who hwae upneun salmeul sara
f*** u know about me
nan natgwa bami bwakwidamothae jamdo upsi grindin
nalbogo mi chut dago hedo f***** pedal to the metal gupdo upji dareun level aesuh fatal hanguhl batuh nego
duh chang gyu nae don-ga-bang-ae
doni ahnim don't bother me
dareun rapper del don ja rang jil min mang ha gae mandeu neun problem kid
nuh nae deul uh ryut sseul ddae nan jin jja hustlin f***** cocaine
imma na uhryut sseul dan geugutdo up suhsuh mandeuruh slang

English Translation:

"MONEY BAG"

Verse 1 :
Put that money bag in my money bag
make money with the s*** that makes money
don't worry let the money do the talkin' ay
if it ain't money, don't bother, make money ay
i be in the zone in the early mornin'
lotta thotties wanna f*****' party all nite
turn the phone off or put it on airplane mode
money over hoes, make more money ay
its like a sickness, that workaholic sickness
i ma ball with my pros in California
all the foes hustle talkin' all f***** lies
we can go to a higher place cuz its legal here
til we can't count money with hands
count it with the machine and it makes a helicopter sound
we get the won n' the dollars u know it
because I wanted this I couldn't sleep
f*** sleep, sleep plenty when I die
til the sunrise I'm still up
money keep callin' me
cuz ain't nobody realer

Chorus:
i need that money bag
in my money bag x3
make money with the s*** that makes money
if u ain't talkin money i ain't about it
f*** sucker s***, i aint f*****' with
f*** errbody s***, all enemies
in my money bag
sweep it all in x3
in my money bag yayayaya

Verse 2 :
f*** being fake about it
take money - my motto, u do u
my turn, and I never back out
wanna say something then say it, and thats it
suckas talk too much, all them words useless
don't take me light, I don't play with my money
I put my money bag in the laundry
suckers keep kissin a**
I don't give a fuck like rebel
if i die tomorrow, I ma die with no regrets
f*** u know about me
day and night switches and now i grind with no sleep
u might say im crazy but i go pedal to the metal with no fear,
and I'm on another level spittin' fatal s***
put more in to my money bag
if it ain't money, don't bother me
a problem kid embarrassing other rappers' money flexing
when yall was young i really hustled cocaine
when I was young, I didn't even have it so I made it and slanged that s***

Chorus:
i need that money bag
in my money bag x3
make money with the shit that makes money
if u ain't talkin money i ain't about it
f*** sucker s***, i aint f*****' with
f*** errbody s***, all enemies
in my money bag
sweep it all in x3
in my money bag yayayaya

I see 'em watching
They try'na figure it out
They don't know what we about
Bump all the silence
We won't be quiet, let's start a riot
It's time for us to get loud
How you say we ain't the greatest
Who competing through the ages?
Man I shouldn't even have to say this
Who on ya A-List up on my status?
This is God given greatness man
I don't think you can create this man
Turn the building to a spaceship
We going up when the bass hit

C'MON
Yea we starting the show
Lock it and load it it's ready blow
We got the power I hope that you know
You said that you ready so...
C'MON
We gon' take it the farthest
No matter what they say regardless
'Bout to set off the charges
And we just getting started

Pardon me I'm getting my slash on
Michael Meyers with the mask on
Got a white girl look like Angelina
I call it getting my Brad on
When I write this
I ain't thinking 'bout if you gon' like this
You don't think about what all the hype is
But you think you considered the hypest
The flow so cold it's like two below
Make you feel it in ya cuticles
Squad posted like a cubicle
They just waiting on the cue to go

This is the moment just pledge your allegiance
You now you're a slave, I'll take you to freedom
You might as well join 'em if you cannot beat 'em
Just watch out for the demons

Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em

Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy

I make it hot up on my own boy
You cracking slick and get a tone boy
You n****s talking about a zone boy
We (redacted) boys, you better know your home boy
You n****s better do your homework
You n****s better get your own work
I take your b**** and make that ho twerk

Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Manhunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em

If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***

Verse 1:
Look up in my eyes but they're probably closed
It's a lot of s*** I ain't gotta know
I can probably change it but I probably won't
Don't ask me no questions n****, I don't know
n****s riding with me, well they probably vicious
We just out in traffic and we hitting switches
Don't ask me bout them, I ain't hit them b****es
We so different, cock it back and we gon hit ya
Quiet n**** hit the loud
Find a door and kick it down
Don't know what this s***'s about
All these rappers, kick em out
Take a b**** and d*** her down
And I just might lick her down
Hope I make my n****s proud
So much changed from then to now

Hook:
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***

Verse 2:
I be over east but I whip so quick
I be over west trying to hit that b****
Got a lotta stress so the s*** stay lit
Rap don't work Ima hit that lick
Got no compassion, gotta survive
Got all the traction, got all the drive
I don't react to all of the lies
Take me off the map, guess you can try
Boy you know I'm out the way, I'm trying to crack another safe
Get some ratchets out my face and flick them ashes out the way
Looking for a compliment that I ain't passin out today
Know my actions is my name so don't ask me bout my name
Only way I'm staying broke is if a casket in the way
I be chillin But I guess I'm on that active s*** today
They out of character, I guess they on some actor s*** today
My mans moving slow, I guess he on that activis today
If I get booked, I don't know s***

I've been drinkin & smokin
Plus I'm still rollin
Two double cups
A Couple sluts and they goin
Fully reloaded
Big balls and she know it
Hit her off with that motive
And now I'm drinking smoking

Verse:
I smoke, yeah I Drink
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
I'm with the Squad they quick to throw paws
My dogs throw they fist it look like Arsenio Hall
I'll put in for the dope, but I'm good with the Drank
Whatever get this party to start jumpin' like a Plank
If it ain't I hit the paint cuz all i know somehow someway is
Ima poke a Pocahontas from out where the Redskins play
But Ballin like I'm Emmit, Drunk I'm past my limit
Problems if there's any, Them I'm Rollin like I'm Timmy
Whole handle of Remy. Swear that's all that's in me
My life's like a movie, I act like I won a Emmy
Celebrating I Be Drinkin and Smokin

Hook:
I've been drinkin & smokin
Plus I'm still rollin
Two double cups
A Couple sluts and they goin
Fully reloaded
Big balls and she know it
Hit her off with that motive
And now I'm drinkin & smokin'

SHOWOFF

CHORUS (2X)
We showoff we show up
You know this you know us
They hatin' but so what
No one can hold us

We showoff we show up
We showoff we show up
We showoff we showoff
We showoff we show up

VERSE 1
Ain't playin no mo'
Came to settle the sco'
Never heard befo'
Well now you know
I had 'em like wow yeah
They were diggin' my style yeah
Don't rock with me now yeah
They seeing me smile yeah
Thinkin' back to the days
When I couldn't get a plate
All I wanted was a taste
All I felt was disgrace
But now I feel great
You can see it in my face
Now they all wanna ride
But I ain't got space
We fo sho no probablies
And we don't take apologies
Unless you saying sorry
With a pile of G's
See I got mouths to feed
It cost a pile of fees
Bless the child that got his own
That's my philosophy

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Pull up in that thang
You know ya boy gone bang
You know exactly what I'm saying
What games boy we ain't playin
I'm the one that's got it
I'm the one that's with it
I'm the one still gettin' it
I'll show yo how to get it
I come from the mud
Yet I be shinig like this
So every now and again
I must remind 'em like this
I kill the game and leave it slumped
They gone find it like this
And I'll match the alibi
Perfect timing like this
We the ones they came to see
And the ones they wish to be
Everynight is history
Never blue to rich to be (uhhhh)
Haters resent me
Presidents represent me
Come see ya don't tempt me
My tank is never empty

CHORUS (2X)

I made a vow
Lifelong commitment to this money
Talking been, since I could go get the money
living in a ghetto world, chasing all my dreams
Independent chick stay on her s*** About her cream
S*** so dope and so real you'll be a fiend
All up in the jewelry store picking out my rings
Went and tore the mall now bought a couple things
New money, new problems let's see what the drama brings

All my life I've been waiting on the spotlight
Got me in the cross hairs and the cop lights
Got the city on lock and the block tight
they can't hate the form
if the shot right
Got a bunch of haters 'cause I keep making new money

CHORUS:
Talking gold,
Talking break you out ya mold

Let me break you out that mold
Make this scene a lil clearer
I'm the hottest bitch around and I ain't seeing nothing bigger
Bitches love to look and hate, which is why I love to slay and stunt
4th down touchdown, I don't never have to punt
I make the plays, I run the plays, flow and verses I got for days
sealed the deal like a n**** with a bouquet
flowers for his girl on her 21st birthday
They was all cool at one point now they flaked
Play your cards right cause your b**** got high stakes

All my life I've been waiting on the spotlight
Got me in the cross hairs and the cop lights
Got the city on lock and the block tight
they can't hate the form
if the shot right
Got a bunch of haters 'cause I keep making new money

Talking gold, talking break you out ya mode

DROP BENJAMINS (CLEAN)

CHORUS
Drop it, drop it to the ground
Show them you da baddest around
Drop it, drop it to the ground
Show them you da baddest

It's a movement watch I do this
It's a movement how I do this
I be bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, boppin' to the beat
Fanning 100's-Benjamins all over me

VERSE 1
Slide up and down your pipe dream
F*** a solitaire I'm more than a wifey
They say the game and fair and it's all right with me
Just take it to the head just like some Hennessy

Now watch me drop it to the ground let me show you who the baddest
Been past 21, but i've always been a savage
Sent to abolish b*****
I stay sharp you gon' need stitches
Looking good from every angle
Diamonds on me dripping dangles

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Benjamins all over me, put em up, keep em coming.
Throw em up in the air, watch em hit the ground running.
Watch the way that I stunt, shake that as like that.
Like Trina, green palms keep me wet bouncing my back

Get that n**** for his n's, make him put you in a Benz.
Knock them hoes off your throne. B**** I'm here times up you gone.
Daughter of an Al Capone, sprit free you wanna bone
I'm 'gon' write my name in gold, so its always set in stone.

Just so you b****** know, you can not f*** with me.
I just mind my business, sitting pretty, sipping bubbly.
Please come get ya n****, bug a boo, he is hovering.
Like the ground and cement, lil b**** I be covering.

Like whoa now, you aint even have to take it there
See yes I did cuz theres no b**** or n**** I would spare.
I just count my money, get them dollars all the time.
Know the real treasures gotta get to having what is mine

CHORUS

Police Goin' Down

Chorus
Police goin' down
They gonna feel my pain
I hear a siren
It's makin' me insane

Police goin' down
Cause killin' brothas gotta stop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop

Verse 1
Why we always funkin wit da boys in blue?
Them cowards always come around harrassin' duke
Make me wanna grab the sawed-off and bust
They betta wear dey vests
Because in guns we trust
We great the triple K's wit da AK's
Homey's on da roof pot shottin' e'ry day Aye Aye!
Punk police protect our neighborhood?
Wit dey boots on our necks
Boy I wish dey would
Try to Rodney King me
See me on TV
Face down 8 cops
When I gave up at Freeze!
But a young brotha's life means next to nothin'
To these donut eatin' chumps
They can think we bluffin'
Whether blood or cuzin'
It's our time for huntin'
Let me tell you wick-wack rollers some'n
We tired of shakedowns and brutality
We'll protect and serve ourselves you da enemy

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2
The ghetto bird's roamin'
I can hear the shots
As here dey come again
Terrorizin' the block
Who gave dese leeches the authority
To steal our civil rights keep us on our knees
If I'm chillin' on da corner- with the gang injunction
I'm in an orange suite
It takes a lot of gumption
To treat a whole race
Like dey caught a case
I know dem cowards love it
It's all on day face
It's terror on the streets
Yet they screamin' peace
There'll never be peace wit the blitzkrieg police
They'll run up in ya house and start sprayin' bullets
A no-knock search made my grandma pull it
Poorly executed rip on an informant's tip
Wadn't no drugs in her house
She was 86
When dey finally hit the news that night on CNN
I smell a cover-up
Dem boyz is at again!

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3
Undercover police
The harassment won't cease
I know dey tryna get me
That's why I tote heat
When da cops is comin'
Hollow-points we dumpin'
I'm tryna leave 'em front seat of da car slumpin'
You gotta understand the pain
400 years of pillagin'
Slavin' wit no gains
We tired of eatin' dirt
Plenty bills but no work
You can call it what you wanna
They dirty! – The Truth Hurts

Repeat Chorus

EVERYDAY (CLEAN)

CHORUS (2X)
I talk about money everyday man
Whiskey on the rocks everyday man
Smoking green leaves everyday man
I pray I pray everyday man (2X)

VERSE 1
I only talk about the moolah
I don't talk about the b*****s
I wanna get rich everyday man
I wanna see my momma happy everyday man

I'm rolling with the rich n****s
I don't talk to the broke n****s
I were gucci everyday man
I look good everyday man
If you bring me trouble
Then I'll give you double
Hey Mr. Barman give me double

I'm a hustler man
They call me boogie man
They call me killer man
I am not a bad man
I am killer man
I'm a controls killer man
I'm a controls killer man.

CHORUS (2X)

VERSE 2
Wozala [Come here]
Bambala [hold this],
Sphethimali [we have money], Sphethiyingane [we have girls], Sphethiyihlahla [we have green leaves],
We sipping Hennessy
We are Superstars,
Sishayukotini thulubheke [we wearing fancy clothes watch and learn],
We moving levels sifuni [we need a] bank,
Awthulumbeje ngobaziwala [let's spend all the money cause it's a turn up].

CHORUS (2X)

____________________________

EVERYDAY (EXPLICIT)

CHORUS (2X)
I talk about money everyday man
Whiskey on the rocks everyday man
Smoking green leaves everyday man
I pray I pray everyday man (2X)

VERSE 1
I only talk about the moolah
I don't talk about the bitches
I wanna get rich everyday man
I wanna see my momma happy everyday man

I'm rolling with the rich niggas
I don't talk to the broke niggas
I were gucci everyday man
I look good everyday man
If you bring me trouble
Then I'll give you double
Hey Mr. Barman give me double

I'm a hustler man
They call me boogie man
They call me killer man
I am not a bad man
I am killer man
I'm a controls killer man
I'm a controls killer man.

CHORUS (2X)

VERSE 2
Wozala [Come here]
Bambala [hold this],
Sphethimali [we have money], Sphethiyingane [we have girls], Sphethiyihlahla [we have green leaves],
We sipping Hennessy
We are Superstars,
Sishayukotini thulubheke [we wearing fancy clothes watch and learn],
We moving levels sifuni [we need a] bank,
Awthulumbeje ngobaziwala [let's spend all the money cause it's a turn up].

CHORUS (2X)