Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter shit I be rockin' a show, or if I'm not up in the stu' Then I'm fuckin' this cash off Don't you know Polo G, skinny-tall with the dreads That lil nigga be rappin' his ass off Yeah, I heard she got surgery, still wanna climb from the back Just to see if her ass soft Go like Harden, with rockets we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets but we made 'em fumble Like now you ain't gettin' that pass off Spin the block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gon' be RIP once your ass caught He like frontin', we knockin' his cap off 'Nother day, a new chain on or a MAC bought All this ice got me freezin' like Jack Frost (4 time
Hit this jug by the school, couldn't wait 'til I got out of class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all of this rap shit, I was gangbangin' And doin' highspeeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi', but I ball like king Up in Cali' and shoot like Stojaković Keep applyin' the pressure, I go on the run And it ain't no lettin' it up, ain't no stoppin' this Had to tell my little brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us, well you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be dropping shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focusin' on music They say my last tape was a classic, but I got some hotter shit (Hotter shit) Might be rocking a show, if I'm not up the stu', then I'm fucking this cash out Don't you know Polo G? Skinny, tall, with the dreads That lil' nigga be rappin' his ass off Yeah, I heard she got surgery Still wanna clap from the back just to see if her ass soft Go like Harden with Rockets, we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets, but we made them fumble Now you ain't getting that pass out Finna block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gonna be R.I.P. once your ass caught He like front, we knockin his cap off Another day, another chain, or a mac bowl
Byłem już całkiem przegrany Byłem już prawie na prawie dnie W cieniu schowany Rzut moneta czy orzeł czy reszka wypadnie Odbiłem się od dna i teraz już co dnia mogę cieszyć się życiem W studni znowu jest woda i to nie moda chwilowa bo Prajsu już zawsze na szczycie Chcesz to dyskutuj ze mną czy mam rację Ale to te rośliny dają mi inspirację Moi ludzie dają mi inspirację Dlatego lecę z nimi na melanż a nie z suka na wakacje Cash nie daje mi szczęścia, dlatego go wydaje Młodość nie taka prosta, nie chce jej stracić Jak frajer Nie zakładam gajer bo mam luźny styl Widzę na ulicy parę, powiedz co ty widzisz w nim Dawaj z moja ekipa, nie zobaczysz tam wyćpanych mord To zwykle chłopaki robią rap i palą dobry sort Możemy być razem, możemy nie, lecz nie kłam kiedy ktoś cię spyta Powiedz zgodnie z prawda ze zabawa ze mną była znakomita
Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter shit I be rockin' a show, or if I'm not up in the stu' Then I'm fuckin' this cash off Don't you know Polo G, skinny-tall with the dreads That lil nigga be rappin' his ass off Yeah, I heard she got surgery, still wanna climb from the back Just to see if her ass soft Go like Harden, with rockets we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets but we made 'em fumble Like now you ain't gettin' that pass off Spin the block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gon' be RIP once your ass caught He like frontin', we knockin' his cap off 'Nother day, a new chain on or a MAC bought All this ice got me freezin' like Jack Frost (4 time) That boy a bitch, that's his dad fault (bitch) If you play, then you late, we could crash out (let's go) When I up in his shit, bet it's man down In BOA pullin' them bands out (cash) DOA, bitch, I get your mans out A rockstar from the block, I stand out Came from nothin', I fuck my advance up When I hit the game with my flow, niggas ran off (no cap) Fuck it, I'm not your average Joe When I leave the house I tuck it I'm rich, I don't shop on no budget He clutchin', my lil youngin want him a bucket (score) I hop on this bitch and run it If I said it, I seen it or done it These lil niggas never robbed nobody, ain't caught no body And ain't gettin' no money (cap) Where I'm from it's sports or gunplay We looked up to the killers and dealers But even them niggas won't make it out one day Before my first M, I been had hood fame Took off like I was on the runway I'm a star but still post on the one way Them niggas talk but they won't play We let them guns sing like the choir on Sunday Yeah, yeah Hop on the scene and I'm thuggin' That Glock on my hip, so you know that I'm clutchin' Catch me a opp, I'ma down him in public Police keep askin', I'm changin' the subject The way I grew up, man, a nigga was workin' Why the fuck you got a gun you not gonna bust it? And a hundred some' shots, I ain't doin' no tussin' Givin' niggas temptation like he David Ruffin I ain't gon' cap, I don't even like rappin' But I love wrappin' them bodies and shit Fucked a bitch and when I get done I'ma up my Glock and then rob the bitch Catch a nigga when he clock out I'ma get him wacked at his job and shit And I don't know why the police keep fuckin' with me 'Cause they ain't stoppin' shit, yeah Spin on your block like a remix Shoot him in the face, get his teeth lit Extended clip like a broomstick Shoot a flick like Netflix Scratch a opp off the check-list I just bought a gun off Craigslist Shoot a opp in his brain, I'm leavin' a stain Only thing you see is red shit If the police behind, we kick dust My gun need some drawers, it got nuts Whole gang we strapped, don't test us If a nigga play he gon' get bust, yeah NLE the top shotta Don dada, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, this a new generation Switch up the style I'm regenerating I be talking to God when I’m hearin’ Satan I'm a black man but passed like I'm Michael Payton Why you think I made Everybody it's a statement a way of life Black is beautiful but today in this day and age A crooked cop’ll take away your life Come on now this shit ain’t no way of life Now some people make music but I make a statement And use it when people feel like they gon’ lose it yeah Why the fuck do you think when it comes to an album I’m droppin’ like two a year Hold on let me break down what I'm doing here I get introspective on a record With a message deep in the lyrics But after awhile that shit get depressing they don't wanna hear it They just wanna turn up so that's when I come back On that Bobby Tarantino countin’ money sipping vino shit It's how we stay relevant to the young Mean I'd rather be rapping on breaks but whatever it takes to get to the young I ain't mad at the fact when I rap over 808's with the hat it make me millions peep the brilliance like I grew up on Biggie and GZA but Roddy was bumpin’ that Future and Thug Give a fuck how you came up I'll run up like ten out of ten just to show you some love Man as long as you rappin’ and killin’ shit Fuck a car black man own a dealership Fuck a record label, fuck a deal and shit Keep killin’ shit, keep killin’ shit At the crib, watchin’ Bebop Writing rhymes in a book and I'm bumping that heat rock Shit's smooth word to Pete Rock I can't fuck with my phone I need to detox Aye yo, aye yo Pick up the Glock like I'm John Wick Yeah you know I'm in it for life like a convict I switch up the style wonder who this No ceilings in [?] I’m ruthless And I got I spit it wonder who this
J’pull up comme lebron au heat (x2) J’suis calé sur le beat Tir dans la tête il ragequit J’pull up comme lebron au heat (x2) J’suis calé sur le beat Tir dans la tête il ragequit j’arrive en 2 temps C’est déjà la fin du quarts temps J’peux faire vite mais que de temps en temps Devant la cage comme Marcus Rashford J’arrive américain dans la Ford J’convertis tout les documents en PDF J’suis imbattable comme la FFF J’suis électrique comme EDF Difficultés au max hall of fame Tir dans la ta tete t’inquiète c’est mon aim Comme à Subway j’prepare mon sandwich J’fais des interviews Konbini sandwich J’disparaît comme les Supersonics J’vais aussi vite que mon gars Sonics J’pourrai dépassé le mur sonique Récupération en numéro 6 Personne t’as comme un 06 Arrête de parler t’es sur le banc t’es numéro 6 Comme lebron j’ai le numéro 6 J’pull up de loin j’suis un sniper Ma filière ç est les vipers J’te met KO comme dans street fighter
Hit the strip after school, couldn't wait 'til I got out of class, used to stare at the clock and shit Before all of this rappin' shit, I was gangbangin' and doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit
Räkikset pyytää apologies (polo g) koska ne tykkää vaa capalot, Shoudout to all my g's kenen stiili o kylmä ku jääpala, Koulussa tsiigaa vaa seinäkelloo, Meno o crazy eikä velttoo,
Ayy Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter shit
Girls talk to me and they p get sweaty Moist from the corner… damn that shit wetty I’m Not like Meg so I wap like I’m fetty Trap with no queen don’t need hoes fo that $ Bitch white as snow but she bugs like a bunny Tape up her mouth while i hit she a mummy Feelin dat shit way down deep in her tummy This is not torment she gave me consent Makin the rest nonexistent Rapping recruitment up for enlistment Always come first I’m y’all’s coefficient So far ahead social distant Serving myself narcissistant Don’t want commitment don’t want an infant Only want yung when it’s gravy on biscuit Like Pippen I’m swishin on you Women lookin at me like judicial review Got a new chick but gettin deja vu Do her like sudoku moan my own name like Pikachu She finish fast like Scooby Doo in Blues clues She kick like jiujitsu with bamboo Kareem Hunt and tofu yumm All these pussies whining cuz they can’t get them sum I’ll kiss you and I’ll F U N that shit is fun Ya I fuck cool daughters that are hot like the sun Feelin hot not looking good just sex a sauna I can Pick 5 girls I raffle tickets like Willy Wonka Fuck so fast that shit startin smokin like marajana Fuck pre Madonna mommas only want dick and drama They conspire to acquire the supplier of liars they require to reacquire those prior to me. They lookin in Brooklyn I’m puttin the hooks in securin the good in this hood why can’t you see Blind like a bat at the plate like Mookie Betts are on my Homer and Simpson eating a cookie Won’t issue a decree because y’all already looking Rookie Shaq BBQ chicken in the kitchen I’m cookin Act like Shaq not black got stats I rap like Mac got a strap I clap I lack wack tracks, no cap flashback. Organelle track and a rap about a ballsack I bounced back got few plaques that’s fact I flip flapped like a flapjack Got big racks big like big macs then got a heart attack like a cardiac I spit facts, got a full bag like a fullback in a backpack... I’m that Shiit Lights come on I’m speeding away not snapped like a Kit Kat get that permit Don’t fuck pigs like kermit not down bad like Gamblin Eat mexican like sam and No seafood like salmon Ya’ll treat girls like famine why ya’ll always so horny You can’t no bitches friends or love or some glory I could toy with ya’ll for days by sharing these stories But no one gives a fuck this won’t hit cuz fame is luck Girls talk to me and they get too attached They can’t stop the ich can’t get rid of the rash You know I’ll keep growing just like a moustache. Bop to this song in the car get whiplash Hit the dash and you crash Took the haters out just like the trash The best at Frontier and hell no that ain’t brash Thanos just I snap on a track and your ash
I had homies who I loved but they went and switched for a bitch now they dead to me I don’t care bout the shit you be saying all that talk you be doing don’t mean nun to me I’m the most quietest guy and sweetest to so you better watch how you talk to me Fuck all that bragging shit I’m da most humble guy that you’ll ever meet Once you get to know me personally you’ll noticed ain’t nobody else like me Regardless I might of done bad I don’t trip on it cause ain’t nobody perfect Yeah I might of cut my ex off now she mad salty she a vengeful hoe Regardless all the times she told me she’ll ride for me but turned out she was cappin tho You talm bout respect but I bet you ain’t even know the definition tho Stop with the playing games there’s only one life I bounced back like volley ball Get me out yo head but for that to happen I know it’s gone be really hard Ain’t no gangster in me cause I walk around with a big as heart Humble award goes to me I defeat my enemies with a work of art My way of joking is to tell the truth but that’s something you won’t understand at all The best fighter is never angry so therefore you won’t stand a chance at all Weak people seek vengeance, …my intelligence is greater than both of y’all Always being wholesome and kind but I try and let nobody fuck it up People don’t know what I do so I don’t explain myself cause they won’t understand If you really bout it then I’ll show really, long as you come with a good intention Once your better off alone with no problem that’s when you know you are very dangerous Don’t play wit me from the start I tell you I ain’t really fuck with that fugazi shit I done started not knowing nothing but I can’t say the same right now I hada make a change Fuck yo chains my way of thinking is worth than some fucken paper Keep your money that’s no flex to me show me how you think if you’re into me Great minds think alike so if we not in da same page you can move along All this wisdom that I got inside my head is worth more than y’all flexing money And I ain’t talking shit and I don’t care so you can go ahead and take it how you want it Fuck all that talkin shit all that lying shit that’s some goofy as stuff And no this ain’t luck I swear anybody can do this shit if they just put they’re mind to it If you hating on me it shows you weak as fuck so why tf you wanna fight with me I had 3 homies, 2 turned to bitches and 1 kept it real with me If ima make it out then I bring him wit me ima keep it trill til I D.I.E
Hey yo it's panda flacko You know how I go Jata ni baldinchu mah aago Kaan kholi sun rap dyan diyera boli mero goli jancha jyan liyera Kalam kapi sabda mero hatiyar Panda flacko dheki sab hosiyar Ajkal rappers prya sab cha jhar pattay Geet bhanai sochcha khatra na dhekamuji kai na bhako jatra Tah ma dhekira chu billa ko patra Rapping ko mamla ma tah bhanda kada chu tero flow k biidi hawa chya thu Taile ni bujchas Mah khatra ho rapper mah parey hira toh rapper ho gu Aahile samma maile atya chaina wari pari tori rappers haru sab chup dherai na bhuk feri pachkela mukh Dai haru ko aagadi jukh
Ayy Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter shit I be rockin' a show, or if I'm not up in the stu' Then I'm fuckin' this cash off Don't you know Polo G, skinny-tall with the dreads That lil nigga be rappin' his ass off Yeah, I heard she got surgery, still wanna climb from the back Just to see if her ass soft Go like Harden, with rockets we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets but we made 'em fumble Like now you ain't gettin' that pass off Spin the block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gon' be RIP once your ass caught He like frontin', we knockin' his cap off 'Nother day, a new chain on or a MAC bought All this ice got me freezin' like Jack Frost (4 time) That boy a bitch, that's his dad fault (bitch) If you play, then you late, we could crash out (let's go) When I up in his shit, bet it's man down In BOA pullin' them bands out (cash) DOA, bitch, I get your mans out A rockstar from the block, I stand out Came from nothin', I fuck my advance up When I hit the game with my flow, niggas ran off (no cap) Fuck it, I'm not your average Joe When I leave the house I tuck it I'm rich, I don't shop on no budget He clutchin', my lil youngin want him a bucket (score) I hop on this bitch and run it If I said it, I seen it or done it These lil niggas never robbed nobody, ain't caught no body And ain't gettin' no money (cap) Where I'm from it's sports or gunplay We looked up to the killers and dealers But even them niggas won't make it out one day Before my first M, I been had hood fame Took off like I was on the runway I'm a star but still post on the one way Them niggas talk but they won't play We let them guns sing like the choir on Sunday Yeah, yeah Hop on the scene and I'm thuggin' That Glock on my hip, so you know that I'm clutchin' Catch me a opp, I'ma down him in public Police keep askin', I'm changin' the subject The way I grew up, man, a nigga was workin' Why the fuck you got a gun you not gonna bust it? And a hundred some' shots, I ain't doin' no tussin' Givin' niggas temptation like he David Ruffin I ain't gon' cap, I don't even like rappin' But I love wrappin' them bodies and shit Fucked a bitch and when I get done I'ma up my Glock and then rob the bitch Catch a nigga when he clock out I'ma get him wacked at his job and shit And I don't know why the police keep fuckin' with me 'Cause they ain't stoppin' shit, yeah Spin on your block like a remix Shoot him in the face, get his teeth lit Extended clip like a broomstick Shoot a flick like Netflix Scratch a opp off the check-list I just bought a gun off Craigslist Shoot a opp in his brain, I'm leavin' a stain Only thing you see is red shit If the police behind, we kick dust My gun need some drawers, it got nuts Whole gang we strapped, don't test us If a nigga play he gon' get bust, yeah NLE the top shotta Don dada, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just…
Ayy Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and shit Before all this rap shit I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and shit And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' shit You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news Niggas know we be droppin' shit Got the feds on my ass in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and shit I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter shit I be rockin' a show, or if I'm not up in the stu' Then I'm fuckin' this cash off Don't you know Polo G, skinny-tall with the dreads That lil nigga be rappin' his ass off Yeah, I heard she got surgery, still wanna climb from the back Just to see if her ass soft Go like Harden, with rockets we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets but we made 'em fumble Like now you ain't gettin' that pass off Spin the block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gon' be RIP once your ass caught He like frontin', we knockin' his cap off 'Nother day, a new chain on or a MAC bought All this ice got me freezin' like Jack Frost (4 time) That boy a bitch, that's his dad fault (bitch) If you play, then you late, we could crash out (let's go) When I up in his shit, bet it's man down In BOA pullin' them bands out (cash) DOA, bitch, I get your mans out A rockstar from the block, I stand out Came from nothin', I fuck my advance up When I hit the game with my flow, niggas ran off (no cap) Fuck it, I'm not your average Joe When I leave the house I tuck it I'm rich, I don't shop on no budget He clutchin', my lil youngin want him a bucket (score) I hop on this bitch and run it If I said it, I seen it or done it These lil niggas never robbed nobody, ain't caught no body And ain't gettin' no money (cap) Where I'm from it's sports or gunplay We looked up to the killers and dealers But even them niggas won't make it out one day Before my first M, I been had hood fame Took off like I was on the runway I'm a star but still post on the one way Them niggas talk but they won't play We let them guns sing like the choir on Sunday Yeah, yeah Hop on the scene and I'm thuggin' That Glock on my hip, so you know that I'm clutchin' Catch me a opp, I'ma down him in public Police keep askin', I'm changin' the subject The way I grew up, man, a nigga was workin' Why the fuck you got a gun you not gonna bust it? And a hundred some' shots, I ain't doin' no tussin' Givin' niggas temptation like he David Ruffin I ain't gon' cap, I don't even like rappin' But I love wrappin' them bodies and shit Fucked a bitch and when I get done I'ma up my Glock and then rob the bitch Catch a nigga when he clock out I'ma get him wacked at his job and shit And I don't know why the police keep fuckin' with me 'Cause they ain't stoppin' shit, yeah Spin on your block like a remix Shoot him in the face, get his teeth lit Extended clip like a broomstick Shoot a flick like Netflix Scratch a opp off the check-list I just bought a gun off Craigslist Shoot a opp in his brain, I'm leavin' a stain Only thing you see is red shit If the police behind, we kick dust My gun need some drawers, it got nuts Whole gang we strapped, don't test us If a nigga play he gon' get bust, yeah NLE the top shotta Don dada, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
