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![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn10.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
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_half-naked-girl-big-booty-18.webp "Twerk Boss")
_nba-youngboy-run.webp "Look, look <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>I'm on the phone with Tim, oh, that's hilarious bitch, dig your brother up <br/>Tell 'em fuck that nigga you fucking on, they ain't gon' fuck with us <br/>Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone, we gon' bust him off <br/>Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all, that's just my runner up <br/>I know that he talkin' in them songs and he dumb as fuck <br/>Don't shoot him, bag him up <br/>It could flip a Mack Truck, lil' baby, know we smashing somethin' <br/>Act up, I want you to play crazy <br/>Spend that check and don't show nothing, I put Dior all on my baby <br/>Listen up, we gon' wet the block, and boy <br/>All that talkin' out your top, gon' meet the murder squad <br/>Say that he want beef, he ain't gon' say nothin' else <br/>Man, all the pain I felt <br/>Play the cards that I was dealt, chasin' money 'til I'm out of breath <br/>Everybody after me, everybody wanna kill YB, but can't capture me <br/>Behind this one nigga, he deceased <br/>But I'm gon' change the subject, fuck 'em <br/>Tell them niggas that I love 'em <br/>'Cause they know I fuckin' hate 'em, I can't wait to fuckin' bust 'em <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>Think they all got a death wish, why? Well, 'cause all them niggas dying <br/>And them niggas that's behind, second in the line <br/>Bye, I'm so fucking slime, why you play with my mind? <br/>I can't wait for they get active on the road, I put that on my child <br/>Lie in my Benz and push the car, money got me bozo <br/>Hundred shots, they stuck inside and they in a two-door <br/>I prey on him, oh no <br/>He a villain, 40 million not enough for him, oh no <br/>I want your body stretched with no soul <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place")
![[Verse 1: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Lets start with Adin Ross (Uh), Pamibaby what he lost (Bitch) <br/>Actin' like a fruitcake, you bottom for Andrew Tate <br/>Now movin' on to Dream, face reveal made me scream (Oop) <br/>And that cheap ass mask givin' Purge deleted scene (Ah-ha-ha-ha) <br/>But where DSMP? <br/>Up next is IShowSpeed <br/>Steady Tw-Tw-Twitchin', but he can't even stream <br/>Dick ridin' more than me when it comes to Ronaldo <br/>Startin' to think soccer ain't the only balls you like, ho (Mwah) <br/>Sapnap look like he 'bout to sell some drugs (Ugh) <br/>Dream and George got matchin' buttplugs (Fruity) <br/>Poki stay crying, damn, girl, you need a hug? <br/>Kai, SZA (Bitch), nеver gon' smash <br/>Streamin' all day, bet you madе a lot of cash <br/>But when the last time that you went and washed that ass? (Bow, bow, bow, bow) <br/>Wash that ass, wash that ass, take a bath <br/>Valkyrae, log off, touch grass (Bye) <br/>George, you nothin' but a twink, that's the gag (Bottom) <br/>Let me take a bar off just to laugh (Hehehe) <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Look at my face, prettiest bitch in the city <br/>Only baddies fuck with me (Yup) <br/>Anime bitch, look at her titties <br/>I throw that ass, now catch it (Mwah) <br/>I got the energy, but can you match it? <br/>Adin stay hoppin' on dick like a rabbit <br/>Even Tate thought that he was a f*** <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>Canceled <br/>Larray <br/>Canceled (Remix) [Music Video Version] <br/>Larray <br/>bread & butter <br/>Gunna <br/> <br/>[Verse 2: Twaimz & Larray] <br/>Now Karl, what the fuck is this fit? <br/>Best friend, come look at this pic <br/>Bitch, that's Harry from Wish <br/>Tommy can't pull any chicks, maybe girls just ain't it <br/>How am I gay with way more rizz, bitch? <br/>DM's with more hoes in it, DM's with yo' bros in it (Mwah) <br/>Shoot his shot, no Kobe in it (Swish) <br/>Talk shit when I'm not even present <br/>Live rent free in your mind like a tenant (Ah) <br/>Wait, what? Are you dumb? (Dumbass) <br/>He smackin' up with my drum <br/>This that (Dun, duh-duh-duh, dun) <br/>She tryna finish the race, but I already won <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Look at my face, prettiest bitch in the city <br/>Only baddies fuck with me <br/>Anime bitch, look at her titties <br/>I throw that ass, now catch it <br/>I got the energy, but can you match it? <br/>Adin stay hoppin' on dick like a rabbit <br/>Even Tate thought that he was a f*** <br/> <br/>[Verse 3: Twaimz, Larray & Both] <br/>And Quackity, damn, you short as shit <br/>Shorter than my will to live, I think you 3'6\](https://cdn8.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZGISoGSwZH1VZItmLJZ-ol9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_larray-canceled-remix-feat-twaimz.webp "[Verse 1: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Lets start with Adin Ross (Uh), Pamibaby what he lost (Bitch) <br/>Actin' like a fruitcake, you bottom for Andrew Tate <br/>Now movin' on to Dream, face reveal made me scream (Oop) <br/>And that cheap ass mask givin' Purge deleted scene (Ah-ha-ha-ha) <br/>But where DSMP? <br/>Up next is IShowSpeed <br/>Steady Tw-Tw-Twitchin', but he can't even stream <br/>Dick ridin' more than me when it comes to Ronaldo <br/>Startin' to think soccer ain't the only balls you like, ho (Mwah) <br/>Sapnap look like he 'bout to sell some drugs (Ugh) <br/>Dream and George got matchin' buttplugs (Fruity) <br/>Poki stay crying, damn, girl, you need a hug? <br/>Kai, SZA (Bitch), nеver gon' smash <br/>Streamin' all day, bet you madе a lot of cash <br/>But when the last time that you went and washed that ass? (Bow, bow, bow, bow) <br/>Wash that ass, wash that ass, take a bath <br/>Valkyrae, log off, touch grass (Bye) <br/>George, you nothin' but a twink, that's the gag (Bottom) <br/>Let me take a bar off just to laugh (Hehehe) <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Look at my face, prettiest bitch in the city <br/>Only baddies fuck with me (Yup) <br/>Anime bitch, look at her titties <br/>I throw that ass, now catch it (Mwah) <br/>I got the energy, but can you match it? <br/>Adin stay hoppin' on dick like a rabbit <br/>Even Tate thought that he was a f*** <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>Canceled <br/>Larray <br/>Canceled (Remix) [Music Video Version] <br/>Larray <br/>bread & butter <br/>Gunna <br/> <br/>[Verse 2: Twaimz & Larray] <br/>Now Karl, what the fuck is this fit? <br/>Best friend, come look at this pic <br/>Bitch, that's Harry from Wish <br/>Tommy can't pull any chicks, maybe girls just ain't it <br/>How am I gay with way more rizz, bitch? <br/>DM's with more hoes in it, DM's with yo' bros in it (Mwah) <br/>Shoot his shot, no Kobe in it (Swish) <br/>Talk shit when I'm not even present <br/>Live rent free in your mind like a tenant (Ah) <br/>Wait, what? Are you dumb? (Dumbass) <br/>He smackin' up with my drum <br/>This that (Dun, duh-duh-duh, dun) <br/>She tryna finish the race, but I already won <br/> <br/>[Chorus: Larray & Twaimz] <br/>Look at my face, prettiest bitch in the city <br/>Only baddies fuck with me <br/>Anime bitch, look at her titties <br/>I throw that ass, now catch it <br/>I got the energy, but can you match it? <br/>Adin stay hoppin' on dick like a rabbit <br/>Even Tate thought that he was a f*** <br/> <br/>[Verse 3: Twaimz, Larray & Both] <br/>And Quackity, damn, you short as shit <br/>Shorter than my will to live, I think you 3'6\")
![[Intro: Drake] (Grow up, nigga) Grrah, grrah, ayy This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy [Verse 1: Drake] Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin' Shawty rinsin' Dillon Brooks, can't believe this nigga talkin', damn My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy Weirdos in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin' Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy I ain't pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what? Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that's bae Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt) You might also like First Person Shooter Drake 8am in Charlotte Drake IDGAF Drake [Break: Lil Yachty] Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh) Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] It's Lil Boat, I'm practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh) My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks Thinkin' 'bout this styrocup, really Wockin' Let her fuck on one my opps, let's see who really poppin' Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin' Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin' Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis My bitch know it's us without openin' either of her eyelids (Us) It be so pure I don't even fuck, ain't tryna raise her mileage You take G6s knowin' you'll never take one with pilot ('Kay) I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn't stylish (Yeah) She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn't sing (Drip) We catch the opps, don't want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah) (Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring (Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring I'll support the opps before I support sippin' green ('Kay) We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team (Us) [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)](https://cdn2.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHIaEmSwZUVlEyHmAaOIpv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_drake-another-late-night-ft-lil-yachty-directed-by-cole-bennett.webp "[Intro: Drake] (Grow up, nigga) Grrah, grrah, ayy This lil' Drizzy reppin' 'Crete, ayy My brother Capo from the way, he from the street, ayy Wanna fuck with me? Well, baby, I'm discreet, ayy [Verse 1: Drake] Ayy, thinkin' 'bout this pill I took, pillow talkin' Shawty rinsin' Dillon Brooks, can't believe this nigga talkin', damn My bank account is magnolia, Milly rockin', ayy Weirdos in my comments talkin' 'bout some Millie Bobby, look Bring them jokes up to the gang, we get to really flockin' Or send a finger to your mama in some FedEx boxes Open up that shit, it's jaw droppin', really shockin', ayy I ain't pretty flacko, bitch, this shit get really rocky, ayy, what? Damn, what? Dirty how I did him in the Wraith, what? Say She actin' Hollywood, this ain't L.A., no way She a pretty little liar like she Shay, but that's bae Long as she don't lie to me, then it's okay [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt) You might also like First Person Shooter Drake 8am in Charlotte Drake IDGAF Drake [Break: Lil Yachty] Hm, hm (Grrah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh), hm (Yeah, pssh) Hm, hm (Pssh), hm (Concrete), hm Huh, yeah (Pssh), huh, yeah, yeah, huh (Pssh) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] It's Lil Boat, I'm practically now from the 6ix (Pssh, pssh) My doggy Luxxy ignorant, he from the bricks Thinkin' 'bout this styrocup, really Wockin' Let her fuck on one my opps, let's see who really poppin' Demolition gang, pop out, yeah, we get it knockin' Boost a white bitch up and now she think she really poppin' Fuck my bitch new body, sadly, I got demoitis My bitch know it's us without openin' either of her eyelids (Us) It be so pure I don't even fuck, ain't tryna raise her mileage You take G6s knowin' you'll never take one with pilot ('Kay) I let her go, she fine as hell but baby wasn't stylish (Yeah) She had big tits like Billie Eilish but she couldn't sing (Drip) We catch the opps, don't want no apologies, just kiss the ring (Mwah) (Brrt) Yeah, ring, (Brrt, damn), yeah, ring (Brrt) Mwah, ring, (Brrt), yeah, ring I'll support the opps before I support sippin' green ('Kay) We up in the Turks with twenty bitches, just me and my team (Us) [Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty] It's just another late night with my bitch, ayy Just another late night with my bitch, ayy (With my bitch) And I hate to even call her ass my bitch, ayy (Yeah, my bitch) 'Cause I love that ho, don't even make no sense, man (Pssh, pssh) Just another late night with my dawg (Pssh, with my dawg) Just another late night with my bitch (Pssh, with my bitch) And we ridin' 'round tryna make sense (Make sense) Of whatever comes first, it comes next (Yeah, blatt)")
![[Intro] <br/>Yeah, SG ain't dead, but KTB got new motion, you heard? <br/>You wasn't never this <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Say, I was at the Marriott smokin' Black & Mild in the elevator <br/>Some niggas made fucked up decisions where no man can save 'em <br/>Everybody know me 'round my way, I'm a bona fide gangster <br/>Gunslinger, I let it off broad day, them niggas was pointin' fingers <br/>What the fuck I look like bein' a hater? I made it happy for 'em <br/>My lil' nigga started touchin' paper, I was happy for him <br/>I was in the cell thinkin' I was comin' home to you and me <br/>How it was before they booked me, but how it's lookin', it'll never be how it used to be <br/>Come on, player <br/>I tried to spare you, I don't wanna hurt you, but I'm 'bout to blank <br/>'Cause loyalty is the fuckin' virtue until it ain't <br/>In the back of the Maybach, paper plates, put up the Dracs, we on a date <br/>I heard a nigga got the drop to my mama house, but bitch, you late <br/>'Cause she been moved, big house, swimmin' pool with a lake <br/>I'm on a private jet, just me and bae, we havin' dinner <br/>And no, nigga, ain't no fuckin' beef, I just come and get you <br/>I'm 'bout my issue, I don't know 'bout you, but I'm gon' deliver <br/>I'ma pop my pistol, I'ma hop out, shoot, I'ma run, go get 'em <br/>And the lil' bitch say she ready to eat, bitch, you gon' wait <br/>Be with real killers everyday, we look each other in the face <br/>And steppin' on shit, I left my footprints 'round the city <br/>That's fucked up what they did to Young Thug, can't let them get me <br/>I was freestylin' this shit, I say, \](https://cdn9.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZUqFGmSwZT5GpJEfpKyZZF9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_kodak-black-300-blackout-oficial-video.webp "[Intro] <br/>Yeah, SG ain't dead, but KTB got new motion, you heard? <br/>You wasn't never this <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Say, I was at the Marriott smokin' Black & Mild in the elevator <br/>Some niggas made fucked up decisions where no man can save 'em <br/>Everybody know me 'round my way, I'm a bona fide gangster <br/>Gunslinger, I let it off broad day, them niggas was pointin' fingers <br/>What the fuck I look like bein' a hater? I made it happy for 'em <br/>My lil' nigga started touchin' paper, I was happy for him <br/>I was in the cell thinkin' I was comin' home to you and me <br/>How it was before they booked me, but how it's lookin', it'll never be how it used to be <br/>Come on, player <br/>I tried to spare you, I don't wanna hurt you, but I'm 'bout to blank <br/>'Cause loyalty is the fuckin' virtue until it ain't <br/>In the back of the Maybach, paper plates, put up the Dracs, we on a date <br/>I heard a nigga got the drop to my mama house, but bitch, you late <br/>'Cause she been moved, big house, swimmin' pool with a lake <br/>I'm on a private jet, just me and bae, we havin' dinner <br/>And no, nigga, ain't no fuckin' beef, I just come and get you <br/>I'm 'bout my issue, I don't know 'bout you, but I'm gon' deliver <br/>I'ma pop my pistol, I'ma hop out, shoot, I'ma run, go get 'em <br/>And the lil' bitch say she ready to eat, bitch, you gon' wait <br/>Be with real killers everyday, we look each other in the face <br/>And steppin' on shit, I left my footprints 'round the city <br/>That's fucked up what they did to Young Thug, can't let them get me <br/>I was freestylin' this shit, I say, \")
![[Intro] <br/>My nigga Brando been sick with it <br/>Say Brando, what this hittin' for? <br/>Uh (Top, nigga) <br/>Uh, yeah <br/> <br/>[Verse 1] <br/>They figured out, did they contest? I got to be at my best <br/>Ran up my check, ain't buy no vest, I'm still at war 'bout my set <br/>I say you pussy bitches play, we goin' to war, it won't end <br/>Walk down the streets over black coat with dirty rods tucked up in <br/>I'm mad that they don't let me show my ass now <br/>Flash out or cash out, make sure to drop that ass down <br/>They sayin' how they know I'm in my bag now <br/>Spend that money, makin' it right back, huh <br/>But still can't get you out my mind, I'm shakin' while you sleep wit' me <br/>Jump and hope up you ain't see, that's 'cause I'm on pills <br/>I ain't see peace inside the streets since the day Big Dump got killed <br/>These pussy bitches quick to speak but they don't know how I feel <br/>Or see what we saw inside the scope, them pussy niggas got drilled <br/>I done came a long way from grandma arms, inside of jail without a bond <br/>Grew up totin' dirty guns, the side of it say L.A.P.D. <br/>Robbing shit to get some funds, hammer cocked, my mask on <br/>Free Lil Meechy, baby, that dog food out here for cheap <br/>What you gon' do, eat or starve? From Nawfside to livin' large <br/>Why the fuck do I got ten with just a six car garage? <br/>To this day, still scarred, grew apart and I ain't throw in my cards <br/>She say she love me, say she with me then help me knock off that boy <br/>She say she need me, she deceivin', inside the the play I had saw <br/>She was fuckin' with them niggas from out Park Falls <br/>Ease my mind, baby, I'm medicated, rollin' hard <br/>Tell you everything I'm facin' just in case you want the part <br/> <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I'm tryna leave the streets, you see, this life ain't right <br/>I'm tryna make sure I make it over, I live the life of a soldier <br/>I need you to be here to sleep with me tonight <br/>If not I be caught up with them gunners, they tryna swerve some shit under, yeah <br/>Dangerous love I been feelin', mm, bah-bah <br/>One day you'll give me all your love, I been wishin' (Kick, kick, kick, uh) <br/> <br/>[Verse 2] <br/>Grandma baby, she died, drove me crazy, then I turned to the murder gang <br/>4KTrey, they put your pussy ass up if you try anything <br/>Drag your partner across that track, let 'em hop out, you might leave that man <br/>Bitch, that's if you make it out, these slimes around got perfect aim <br/>Been strugglin' for a long time, watch papa work a five-to-five <br/>Come home, I got cold eyes, loaded and he know I'm high <br/>Bang that green and keep that red flag, ooh, they know I'm five <br/>He play, we put that chopper on his ass, that's homicide <br/>Want me to lose, ain't nothin' to prove, my life in 3D <br/>They gon' hear about me from Martin Luther if they bump my CD <br/>Or if the blogs been bashin' me, they don't wanna see me achieve, man, bitch please <br/>I be more doped up than BG, they love that, I'm gon' shake back, just watch and see <br/>My heart been broke from previous hoes, the aftermath, you might receive <br/>You really want this? Help me change, you don't feel me? Why don't you leave <br/>Hope you feel me, I'm diggin' deep, from behind, I pull out your weave <br/>I'm a gangster, I don't do no blamin', you gon' stay or bae, you could leave <br/>You don't gotta worry 'bout not a dime, ain't gotta work one day 'cause I'm your man <br/>Get everything you want, just need you 'round, alleviate the pain <br/>Your symbol tatted on my kidney, your lil' nigga outchea gettin' it <br/>She get serious about them benjis, tell them, \](https://cdn1.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZUEHoGSwZUS0q0u1ETMhHF9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_nba-youngboy-dangerous-love.webp "[Intro] <br/>My nigga Brando been sick with it <br/>Say Brando, what this hittin' for? <br/>Uh (Top, nigga) <br/>Uh, yeah <br/> <br/>[Verse 1] <br/>They figured out, did they contest? I got to be at my best <br/>Ran up my check, ain't buy no vest, I'm still at war 'bout my set <br/>I say you pussy bitches play, we goin' to war, it won't end <br/>Walk down the streets over black coat with dirty rods tucked up in <br/>I'm mad that they don't let me show my ass now <br/>Flash out or cash out, make sure to drop that ass down <br/>They sayin' how they know I'm in my bag now <br/>Spend that money, makin' it right back, huh <br/>But still can't get you out my mind, I'm shakin' while you sleep wit' me <br/>Jump and hope up you ain't see, that's 'cause I'm on pills <br/>I ain't see peace inside the streets since the day Big Dump got killed <br/>These pussy bitches quick to speak but they don't know how I feel <br/>Or see what we saw inside the scope, them pussy niggas got drilled <br/>I done came a long way from grandma arms, inside of jail without a bond <br/>Grew up totin' dirty guns, the side of it say L.A.P.D. <br/>Robbing shit to get some funds, hammer cocked, my mask on <br/>Free Lil Meechy, baby, that dog food out here for cheap <br/>What you gon' do, eat or starve? From Nawfside to livin' large <br/>Why the fuck do I got ten with just a six car garage? <br/>To this day, still scarred, grew apart and I ain't throw in my cards <br/>She say she love me, say she with me then help me knock off that boy <br/>She say she need me, she deceivin', inside the the play I had saw <br/>She was fuckin' with them niggas from out Park Falls <br/>Ease my mind, baby, I'm medicated, rollin' hard <br/>Tell you everything I'm facin' just in case you want the part <br/> <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I'm tryna leave the streets, you see, this life ain't right <br/>I'm tryna make sure I make it over, I live the life of a soldier <br/>I need you to be here to sleep with me tonight <br/>If not I be caught up with them gunners, they tryna swerve some shit under, yeah <br/>Dangerous love I been feelin', mm, bah-bah <br/>One day you'll give me all your love, I been wishin' (Kick, kick, kick, uh) <br/> <br/>[Verse 2] <br/>Grandma baby, she died, drove me crazy, then I turned to the murder gang <br/>4KTrey, they put your pussy ass up if you try anything <br/>Drag your partner across that track, let 'em hop out, you might leave that man <br/>Bitch, that's if you make it out, these slimes around got perfect aim <br/>Been strugglin' for a long time, watch papa work a five-to-five <br/>Come home, I got cold eyes, loaded and he know I'm high <br/>Bang that green and keep that red flag, ooh, they know I'm five <br/>He play, we put that chopper on his ass, that's homicide <br/>Want me to lose, ain't nothin' to prove, my life in 3D <br/>They gon' hear about me from Martin Luther if they bump my CD <br/>Or if the blogs been bashin' me, they don't wanna see me achieve, man, bitch please <br/>I be more doped up than BG, they love that, I'm gon' shake back, just watch and see <br/>My heart been broke from previous hoes, the aftermath, you might receive <br/>You really want this? Help me change, you don't feel me? Why don't you leave <br/>Hope you feel me, I'm diggin' deep, from behind, I pull out your weave <br/>I'm a gangster, I don't do no blamin', you gon' stay or bae, you could leave <br/>You don't gotta worry 'bout not a dime, ain't gotta work one day 'cause I'm your man <br/>Get everything you want, just need you 'round, alleviate the pain <br/>Your symbol tatted on my kidney, your lil' nigga outchea gettin' it <br/>She get serious about them benjis, tell them, \")
_6lack-pretty-little-fears-ft-j-cole-oficial.webp "Do better, who better, you better <br/>Been around, like hella propellers <br/>Wanna know, who you with, don’t tell em <br/>Come on fellas, that aint none of your biz <br/>Got on your body suit you know I’m on your ass today <br/>Would you let me hit it thrice if I asked today <br/>She know my stick nothing but magic babe <br/>I be swinging it back and forth till you in your casket bae, mm <br/>Girl you on my best side, mm <br/>But she from the westside, mm mm <br/><br/>Now I just wanna know, don’t you sugarcoat <br/>I’ll say it all if you won’t<br/>Now could you tell me like it is, pretty little fears <br/>Music to my ears <br/> <br/>Ok, Say it loud, say it proud, you want it more <br/>We open door, hit the couch, then the floor <br/>I cut it up, like a scissor (SZA), love galore <br/>She never bored, there’s so much shit we can do <br/>You free to say whatever baby if you askin me <br/>No limit when I’m in it, got a master p <br/>I’m hoping I don’t have a fast release <br/>Got me focused like I’m out here trynna get my Masters see, mm <br/>Throwin up the peace sign, mm, girl I’m from the eastside, mmm mm <br/>Girl you on my best side, mm <br/>say she from the westside, mm mm <br/><br/>Now I just wanna know, don’t you sugarcoat <br/>I’ll say it all if you won’t<br/>Now could you tell me like it is, pretty little fears <br/>Music to my ears <br/>Now I just wanna know, don’t you sugarcoat <br/>I’ll say it all if you won’t<br/>Now could you tell me like it is, pretty little fears <br/>Music to my ears <br/><br/>I’m lovin your light, vulnerable <br/>Lettin your guard down, its honorable <br/>Especially when, the past ain’t been that <br/>Friendly to you, but, theres magic in that <br/>You the flower that I gotta protect <br/>To keep alive in the wintertime aye don’t you die yet <br/>You been way more than a friend of mine we more like fam <br/>I raise you, you raise me, let’s turn this whole life round <br/>You can, confide in me <br/>I could take that weight up off your shoulder blades and try to store the pain inside of me <br/>Like why the world do you like that <br/>Like they don’t know you God sent but me I view you like that <br/>I’m sneakin glances thankin god that he drew you like that <br/>Beautiful black child, come and share your black cloud <br/>For your vibe and your smile I don’t mind a lil rain <br/>I’m your dog ears, perk up at the sound of your name <br/>Count on your main wildfire can’t handle your flame <br/>Download your strain wild high, come drown in your fragrance <br/>You that red pill that a nigga found in the matrix <br/>Before I had you this shit was fantasy, you plant a seed <br/>To grow some roots a branch and leaves becomes a tree of life <br/>Until our nights are filled with peace from stress and strife <br/>And that’s the blessing that I get from wifin you cause you <br/>Entrust in me with the key to your heart, beating you smart <br/>Cause even though I need a new start <br/>Due to my past transgressions you believed in me <br/>I guess the light I see in you is what you see in me, Lord <br/>Say she from the westside mmmm <br/>And she seen my best side, mmmm mmm <br/> <br/>Now I just wanna know, don’t you sugarcoat <br/>I’ll say it all if you won’t<br/>Now could you tell me like it is, pretty little fears <br/>Music to my ears <br/> <br/>Follow 6LACK:<br/>https://www.instagram.com/6lack <br/>https://twitter.com/6lack <br/>https://www.facebook.com/6lack <br/> <br/>#6lack #JCole #EastAtlantaLoveLetter <br/> <br/>Music video by 6LACK performing Pretty Little Fears. © 2018 LVRN/Interscope Records")
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