Yungeen Ace Details His Encounter With 6ix9ine At His Show

Yungeen Ace is continuing to deny that he had a run-in backstage with fellow rapper Tekashi 6ix9ine during the rapper’s concert.

In and Instagram live stream with DJ Akademiks, 6ix9ine claimed that Florida rapper Yungeen Ace was backstage his show in Miami last week. 6ix9ine also claimed that the rapper, who he’s had beef with, walked right by him and did not step to him.

The beef between the two first started when Yungeen Ace called out Tekashi 6ix9ine for snitching and said he didn’t respect him. Ace did make a point, however, that he would work with 6ix9ine if given the opportunity as it was just business. Needless to say, the comment didn’t sit well with Tekashi, who was recently released from prison after serving a reduced sentence in exchange for his testimony which implicated several members of his former gang.

Speaking in the interview with DJ Akademiks, Tekashi said, “F*ck all that. Yungeen Ace was at my show yesterday. F*ck all of the things that we talking about. Street rappers were at my show yesterday. If they want the static, I was there. He was at the show. He was backstage, he seen me, everything.”

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The “Who I Smoke” rapper responded to Tekashi on his Instagram story, sharing the post with 6ix9ine’s claim and writing, “Mann dis ni**a so cap bra [laughing emoji]..wdf.”

Yungeen Ace’s denial story was sadly short-lived, as DJ Akademiks, who the rapper has also had beef with, later dug up a photo that showed the rapper was indeed at the Trillerfest event where Tekashi performed.

Yungeen Ace later explained the encounter in a live stream, saying he did see Tekashi, but the encounter did not quite happen how 6ix9ine said it did.

In the video, Ace said, “that ni**a was scared as f**k man.. then the nigga said he ain’t know me but he seen me in there. These ni**as trippin. This ni**a was in a car. This ni**a rolled past only time I seen this guy.”

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Ace went on to say that Tekashi was masked up, with his chains tucked, and he was basically hiding in his car.

Fans have since been calling out Ace, stating that he’s a straight-up liar. One user commented, “Thought he wasn’t there?” while another added, “You said you never seen him.”

On the other hand, one Tekashi 6ix9ine supporter declared, “THEY ALL TALK HOT ON THE INTERNET BUT CAN’T EVEN TOUCH HIM IN REAL LIFE.”

Fans are now anxiously awaiting 69’s response to the ‘he said, he said’ saga.

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Gucci Mane – Shit Crazy Lyrics

[Intro: BIG30 & Gucci Mane]
Twysted Genius, baby
Get back, get back
Yeah (Wop)
Ha, yeah
Ha

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I see these niggas hatin’, I ain’t losin’ sleep about it, though
Members creep like TLC, .223 shells out the Jeep
No one gon’ take care of me the way that I take care of me
Get booked in from security, your bodyguard ain’t scarin’ me
Put your friend in therapy, you know I did it, barely live
Askin’ me, “Take care of it,” I squash it if I pay the bills
I don’t plan to take his gang to play, no, I don’t play with them
I don’t freepick niggas, when I beef, I show no favoritism
Lil’ boy still need training wheels, these army guns, not baby pistols
All these folks and babies in my house, I’m like a babysitter
Gucci Mane, it’s Shiesty, twins, we bait ’em and then play the nigga
But shit get frenzy, twin F&N’s, stand on ten, I raised the nigga
Shootin’ first, then did the verse, my bank account go crazy, nigga
Police keep on tasin’ niggas, one shot killed him, matched the nigga
Shiesty, that’s my dawg, no [?], ain’t no way I’m tradin’, nigga
No shade, I’m too rich to fade, he ran up, so I blazed the nigga

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages

[Verse 2: BIG30]
Sent your mama to snitch on me, man, these niggas some bitches
Makin’ posts, sendin’ threats and shit, where I’m from, man, it’s snitchin’
Might jump out on your block with the semi and get to tickin’
Race to you with this choppa, stand over you ’til you finished
My niggas icky, so many choppas in one car, man, look, this shit ridiculous
We drove fourteen hours from Memphis with dope and some Glizzies
We keep steppin’ and keep on spinnin’, we constantly be sendin’
Choppa Gang run the city

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages

Tekashi 6ix9ine Returning To The Stage After Almost Losing Millions In Jewelry

Tekashi 6ix9ine is ready to retake the stage after he almost had his chain snatched during his last performance.

Since becoming a free man again, Tekashi 6ix9ine has been keeping it high-key on the gram though perhaps low-key in real life. This weekend, things changed when he made his grand return to the stage in Orlando, Florida for his first live performance since his release. Prior to this, the rapper who has earned a reputation in hip-hop for being a rat was often threatened and intimidated about making certain appearances.

6ix9ine scoffed at his opps this weekend in Orlando when he not only put on a high-energy performance in the club but also decided to crowd-surf. During the time that he was at the mercy of his screaming fans when he dived recklessly into the audience, the rapper had his hat knocked off, and his $2 million chains were next. Lucky for 6ix9ine after his jewelry was yanked by fans, a member of his security team retrieved it from the ground.

Amidst the close-call performance, the New York rapper took to Instagram in true gang culture fashion to boast that he still has his chain. “He NoT GonNa bE Able tO cOmE ouTsiDE,” 6ix9ine captioned a video of the incident on the gram. “JUMPED IN THE CROWD WITH ALL MY JEWELRY 2,000,000 WORTH. REAL LIFE > THE INTERNET If you mad just say that don’t @ me.”

Many would think the rapper would consider taking a short hiatus from the stage after this incident, but instead, he continued to taunt his opps on social media, promoting yet another upcoming show in Miami. “THEY SAID HE CANT DO NO SHOWS IN AMERICA,” 6ix9ine wrote. “THIS SATURDAY MIAMI. MIAMI MARINE STADIUM. THE BEST PERFORMANCE YOU HAVE EVER SEEN !! SEE YOU THERE.”

While the rapper can simply opt to stay on the stage this time, some still question whether his live performances are a good idea right now. Do you think Tekashi 6ix9ine is taking a huge risk with this next show in Miami?

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Lil’ Mosey – Try Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Y’all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil’ bitch!
Uh-uh, uh
Nuri the GOAT
Uh-uh

[Chorus]
Walkin’ through the thunder, feel like I’m goin’ insane (Insane)
The only thing that’s helpin’ is these racks in the safe (Is these racks)
If you comin’ with me, give me a reason for you to stay (For you to stay)
I stopped poppin’ pills and switched to champagne (Champagne)
I just booked a jet, I’m tryna fly and go away (Away)
Landed in Miami, ninety down the freeway (Freeway)
I just lost my nigga, think about it every day (Every day)
Life is moving fast but I know I’m okay (Okay)

[Verse]
I’m never lacking, do what I’m ‘posed to (‘Posed to)
I hate these niggas, watch who you get close to (Who you get close to)
You don’t know my past, you don’t know what I been through (What I been through)
I been doin’ scams and stealin’, what I’m used to (What I’m)
Grew up too fast (Too fast)
Watchin’ niggas get blown back (Blown back)
I just think you should know that (Know that)
Addiction came from my dad
So don’t ask why I love poppin’ pills (Pills)
I came from a place where this shit get real (Get real)
I was havin’ troubles tryna find my next meal (Next meal)
I felt so good when I signed my deal (Yeah, I signed that)

I brought all my niggas, everyone out the field (The field)
I hopped in the stu’ with the fire on me (Boom!)
I was finna show you what you was tryna see (Tryna see)
Picked me up when I was down, ’cause you down with me (Down with me)
He said he was my nigga but he lied to me

[Bridge]
So sad, so sad (So sad)
I hope that you know that, know that (Know that)
We all rich we glowin’, glowin’ (Glowin’)
Lil Mosey snowin’, snowin’ (Snowin’)
Celebrate with Moët, Moët (Moët)
Leave my pistol showin’, showin’ (Showin’)
Let any nigga try me, try me (Try me)
Please don’t get it by me, by me (By me, uh)

[Chorus]
Walkin’ through the thunder, feel like I’m goin’ insane (Insane)
The only thing that’s helpin’ is these racks in the safe (In the safe)
If you comin’ with me, give me a reason for you to stay (You to stay)
I stopped poppin’ pills and switched to champagne (Champagne)
I just booked a jet, I’m tryna fly and go away (Away)
Landed in Miami, ninety down the freeway (Freeway)
I just lost my nigga, think about it every day (Every day)
Life is moving fast but I know I’m okay (Okay)

[Outro]
Uh, uh-uh
Hmm-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh

Bladee – I’m Goofy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Put a pill in a McFlurry, I’m goofy
Shoot me, acting for the cameras, it’s a movie
I can see you’re gloomy, ’cause I’m too T’d
I’m a dog on the roof like Snoopy
Sue me, hate me ’cause you’re not me
I’m a white boy, 30 in my khakis
In the Uber and I sleep, f*ck a car key
Love the smell of gasoline, bleach and sharpies
I was on Miami beach on a dark street
I wake up with sweaty sheets, sometimes it’s deep
I’ma smoke a pound of weed if I can’t sleep
If you can’t sleep, you should call me
I’m in Stockholm for a week, I move discreet
Acting crazy off the coke, you can get beat
I make money off of songs, so it came free
So it goes free, put it on me

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna fight, nothing to talk about, walk it out
If you mad, don’t wanna talk it out with you, Mickey Mouse
I’m inside the mansion, can’t get out, get your feelings out
Gatekeeper, lock you out, Rainworld, we lock it down
MIA, I’m missing, can’t be found, that’s without a doubt
Do it for the money like a clown, watch me falling down
Swimming in the deep end, you might drown, I’ma bleed the crown
I can’t feel the ground when I walk around

[Verse 2]
I’ma take a moment for my mind, we used to be tight

I go even deeper in the night, I’ma read my rights
I don’t wanna open what you write, in another life
I get in my feelings like a knife, my heart’s bleeding out
I have tears inside and I don’t even know how to cry
But it’s giving me a drive, I just go on with my life
Tell me why you do me like you do, you don’t need to lie
I’ma paint a smile, it’s a disguise, I finesse you twice

[Bridge]
High five me, three strike me, you like me? That’s funny
I’m worried ’bout money, not about you, you’re ugly
You’re old news, that’s dusty, I’m edgy, don’t push me
I hang with some junkies, I’m shady, don’t trust me

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna fight, nothing to talk about, walk it out
If you mad, don’t wanna talk it out with you, Mickey Mouse
I’m inside the mansion, can’t get out, get your feelings out
Gatekeeper, lock you out, Rainworld, we lock it down
MIA, I’m missing, can’t be found, that’s without a doubt
Do it for the money like a clown, watch me falling down
Swimming in the deep end, you might drown, I’ma bleed the crown
I can’t feel the ground when I walk around

[Outro]
I’m bleeding out

Zenglen – Fragile Lyrics

[Intro]

Chak fwa pou m ekplike w
M pa konn ak ki fraz pou m komanse
M’ ta di w’ “Chérie, je t’aime”
Des mots qui trop longtemps fanés
Ooooo baby! ooooo honey!

[Chorus]
Men tchè an mwen
Tande son tchè an mwen (Mwen kwè w tande)
Vin avè mwen
Vini pi pre m’, vini cheri, vin jwenn mwen tande
Men tchè an mwen
Tande son tchè an mwen
Vin avè mwen
I came to take your pain away
Let this love begin today

[Flute solo]

Gen sa ki ba w manti
Malgre w pran tout tan w’ pou reflechi
N’empêche que ou toujou soufri
Si se pou renmen nou nan manti
Experience ayè w’ ka move
Men pa bliye ke w’ ekziste honey
Ooooo baby! ooooo honey!

[Chorus]
Men tchè an mwen
Tande son tchè an mwen (Mwen kwè w tande)
Vin avè mwen
Vini pi pre m’, vini cheri

Aaaa, pa vle gade w nan je
Pou rega nou pa kwaze
Pa gen de plume ak papye
Si m’ ta vle di w tout sa m’ anvi oo

[Piano Solo]

[Chorus]
(Nobody) Nobody’s perfect, Nobody
But love is
Mwen pwomèt ou doudou
Avè m’ pap gen kriz
You’ve been used, you’ve been played
You’ve been abused
Oooo, I came to take your pain away
Let this love begin today
Give me a chace, come take my hand baby
Let this love begin today
I can show you the life

I can show you the love

Nobody’s perfect, Nobody (Nobody)
But love is
Mwen pwomèt ou doudou
Avè m’ pap gen kriz
You’ve been used, you’ve been played
You’ve been abused
Oooo, I came to take your pain away
Let this love begin today
Give me a chance, come take my hand baby
Let this love begin today
So lanmou pou ou, mwen s’on idiot
Chans pou mwen, m’ vle genyen w’ comme kado

[Solo]

S’on ti lanmou ki très sexy
S’on ti lanmou ki pa easy
Paske m’ap viv nan Miami
Ou menm ou nan New-York City
Dènye fwa m’ wè w ou te en Haïti
En compagnie de tes amis
Epi yo di ke m’ twò piti
Tellement m’ fremi, mwen ta mouri

Y’on ti lanmou ki très sexy
Y’on ti lanmou ki pa easy
Paske m’ap viv nan Miami
Ou menm ou nan New-York City
Dènye fwa m’ wè w ou te en Haïti
En compagnie de tes amis
Epi yo di ke m’ twò piti
Tellement m’ fremi, mwen ta mouri

[Chorus]
Nobody’s perfect, Nobody
But love is (Nobody)
Mwen pwomèt ou doudou
Avè m’ pap gen kriz (Lavi m’ nan men w doudou)
You’ve been used, you’ve been played
You’ve been abused
Oooo, I came to take your pain away
Let this love begin today
Give me a chance, come take my hand baby
Let this love begin today

Pop Smoke – Mr. Jones Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look

[Chorus]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that’s down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be about ten
I’m like, “Your ass seems fat enough”
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, “Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?”
I ain’t givin’ you shit unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some pussy
The lil’ nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear

[Verse]
She came out the room like, “Papi, my ass hurt”
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried ’bout the wrong thing
That’s bad work, it’s ’bout thе cash first
When you down, we run up that shower
Brеak it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can’t put me first, that’s backwards

[Chorus]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that’s down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be about ten
I’m like, “Your ass seems fat enough”
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, “Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?”
I ain’t givin’ you shit unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some pussy
The lil’ nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear

[Open Verse]

Al2 El Aldeano – Llorar Es Un Lujo Espiritual Lyrics

Todos quietos
Que hoy no vengo a impresionarlos
Hoy vengo con algo dentro, que debo exponerlo y darlo
A conocer
Pero para lograrlo, necesito que confíen en mí
Solo así podré ayudarlos
Y sacarlos de este infierno tan cochino, que hemos construido
Para vivir como cretinos
Si hoy me deprimen
Es porque sé que con mis versos
Aún no he logrado penetrar el metal tras sus pechos
Derechos humanos, sin humanos derechos
Ni derechas manos que a lo sano nos saquen provecho
Dime que has hecho Panoramix
Poner 23 y 12 como la calle 8 de Miami
Gracias por la educación, por la medicina
Por la disciplina, y por los lápices made in china
Por el maltrato a los negros
En un país donde el deporte sí
Pero un pasaporte no
Es derecho del pueblo
Ciudad de locos y borrachos
Que solo piensan en beber y resolver todo a los machetazos
No sé, si es un defecto o una virtud
De sentirme un joven que no se haya entre la juventud
Hay que darle más participación al corazón
Y menos al dinero, primero está la razón
En mi nación
Todo sigue marchando mal
En la cual llorar es un lujo espiritual
Algo anda mal
Nadie ha recapacitado
Todos van de lado a lado
Sin mirar al lado fatigados
Acostumbrados a que todo siga igual
Por eso llorar es un lujo espiritual
Hay que darle más participación al corazón
Y menos al dinero, primero está la razón
En mi nación
Todo sigue marchando mal
En la cual llorar es un lujo espiritual
Algo anda mal
Nadie ha recapacitado
Todos van de lado a lado
Sin mirar al lado fatigados
Acostumbrados a que todo siga igual
Por eso llorar es un lujo espiritual

Ya no me entrego completamente
Debo ser fuerte, y entender que hay gente
Que nada sienten y mienten
Por entretenimiento y satisfacción
En el cuadro de mi realidad la Maja se rebaja por drogas y ron
No veo razón para hacernos tanto daño
Que pasen y pasen años y sigamos siendo extraños
Que el engaño se respire, es que en tu propia familia
La mejoría económica es el vientre de la envidia
Lidiar con seres fríos, secos, amargados me ha hecho
Adoptar sus posiciones y su escasez de emociones
Por eso a veces no soy yo, me ahorro una sonrisa
Complejos me martirizan, mi mente viaja deprisa
Hay avaricia desenfrenada en todos los muchachos
Todos piensan en vestirse, y luego en divertirse al paso
Qué llevamos, perderemos la pasión
Y eso no se aprende en ningún curso de superación
Visitar el malecón, para mí es algo espiritual
Como escribir una canción, y a la misma vez llorar
Me gusta pensar, cantar fuera de tono
Y eso me divierte más que una fiesta de tres presos
Hay cosas que no tienen precio
Por favor medita, ni detalles, que el ser humano necesita
Hace cuánto tiempo tu corazón nadie visita
No permitas que se te apague la lucecita
Siente las cosquillitas del amor cuando es sincero

Y no esa superioridad de la que te ahoga el dinero
El mundo te ha tomado el pelo, y debes darte cuenta
Que un producto totalmente natural nunca está en venta
Lo normal, es luchar por algún sueño
Ponerle el empeño, y batallar para lograrlo, el dueño
Del timbiriche de la esquina, a lo mejor quería ser marinero
Pero claudicó, ahora es un perdedor
Por orgullo perdemos oportunidades
A veces el honor no es más que una debilidad
Que invade nuestras almas, hasta dejarnos en lo oscuro
Arrepentidos, dolidos, jodidos
Hay que darle más participación al corazón
Y menos al dinero, primero está la razón
En mi nación
Todo sigue marchando mal
En la cual llorar es un lujo espiritual
Algo anda mal
Nadie ha recapacitado
Todos van de lado a lado
Sin mirar al lado fatigados
Acostumbrados a que todo siga igual
Por eso llorar es un lujo espiritual

Como los paisas, para mí lo natural es lo más bello
Hay quien se siente más por llevar tres chupones en el cuello
Aquellos, se olvidaron como enamorar
Después que se compraron un caro celular
Blanquita pretenciosa que desprecias a los negros
No te inyectes más silicona en las tetas si no en el cerebro
Y hazte un arreglo de cutis en el alma
Que ese acnés racista a simple vista resalta
Hoy solo me asombran las cosas sencillas
No hay un pillo que no de cabilla hasta romper la silla
Yo me pongo en fase, pregúntale a la pepilla
Y ella dice: eso es vicio na ma’ niño por poco hacemos tortilla
Me da roña las razones por las cuales se traicionan
Las personas en mi zona por tan solo un solo dólar
Me da roña como lloras por un tipo que no te ama
Y que a pesar que te traiciona, cuando él quiere se la mamas
Todo no es la cama, una dama necesita más
Que cuatro pesos, y algo de sexo por atrás
No te das cuenta, que le dejaste el corazón roto
Después que te acostaste y regaste en el barrio sus fotos
Lágrimas de cocodrilo con estilo novelero
Usamos para usar, y obtener lo que queremos
Ya no tenemos en el alma ni una gota de respeto
Ni dos minutos nos dura en la mente un secreto
Hay que darle más participación al corazón
Y menos al dinero, primero está la razón
En mi nación
Todo sigue marchando mal
En la cual llorar es un lujo espiritual
Algo anda mal
Nadie ha recapacitado
Todos van de lado a lado
Sin mirar al lado fatigados
Acostumbrados a que todo siga igual
Por eso llorar es un lujo espiritual
Hay que darle más participación al corazón
Y menos al dinero, primero esta la razón
En mi nación
Todo sigue marchando mal
En la cual llorar es un lujo espiritual
Algo anda mal
Nadie ha recapacitado
Todos van de lado a lado
Sin mirar al lado fatigados
Acostumbrados a que todo siga igual
Por eso llorar es un lujo espiritual

Groovenics – Booty Barn Lyrics

You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ass
So I can hit it really fast
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

Smoochie boochie you old hoochie coochie
Ride you in in the style of a poochie
As long as you got that mile wide booty Ill get fruity
If you turn mutt baby you won’t become my slut
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the bitches in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice

Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ice
So I can drink you like a slice
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice
Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams

Lil Wayne & Kodak Black Pardoned By President Trump In Last-Minute Spree

Lil Wayne and Kodak Black can breathe a sigh of relief today after Trump granted them clemency.

Outgoing President Donald Trump has pardoned over 150 persons and commutations, sources within the President’s administration has revealed in the early morning of his last day in office. Trump spends his final full day in office- January 19, 2021, finalizing his list of pardons, and it turns out that rappers Lil Wayne and Kodak Black made the list.

According to three CNN news sources, the batch of clemency actions includes white-collar criminals, high-profile rappers, and others but does not include the President, who has been reported as suggesting that he would seek to pardon himself and his children before leaving office. It seems that did not happen after his lawyers advised him against it.

“President Trump granted a full pardon to Dwayne Michael Carter Jr., also known as ‘Lil Wayne,’” White House press secretary Kayleigh McEnany said in a statement to the press. “Mr. Carter pled guilty to possession of a firearm and ammunition by a convicted felon, owing to a conviction over 10 years ago. Brett Berish of Sovereign Brands, who supports a pardon for Mr. Carter, describes him as ‘trustworthy, kind-hearted and generous.’”

“Mr. Carter has exhibited this generosity through commitment to a variety of charities, including donations to research hospitals and a host of foodbanks. Deion Sanders, who also wrote in support of this pardon, calls Mr. Wayne ‘a provider for his family, a friend to many, a man of faith, a natural giver to the less fortunate, a waymaker, [and] a game changer.’”

Lil Wayne was a staunch Trump supporter and ally during his election campaign last year, so it comes as no surprise that he was pardoned by the outgoing President. The full list of names was released to the press at approximately 1 AM on the morning of the inauguration. Lil Wayne was facing a gun charge – possession of firearm during a 2019 search of his jet. The rapper’s jet was searched after landing at the Miami airport, where authorities found what Wayne said was a father’s day gift- a gold plated gun as well as marijuana in his bag.

Just had a great meeting with @realdonaldtrump @potus besides what he’s done so far with criminal reform, the platinum plan is going to give the community real ownership. He listened to what we had to say today and assured he will and can get it done. ?? pic.twitter.com/Q9c5k1yMWf

— Lil Wayne WEEZY F (@LilTunechi) October 29, 2020

Weezy remains a controversial personality in hip hop and received heavy backlash, especially from the black community after meeting with Trump and declaring his support for the then President and encouraging African Americans- a key demographic in the contentious 2020 election, to vote for Trump.

Controversial Florida rapper Kodak Black, whose real name is Bill Kapri, was also pardoned after he took to his social media accounts to make an appeal to Trump for a pardon in exchange for donating millions of dollars to charity last year.

“Kodak Black is a prominent artist and community leader,” McEnany said in the statement. “He has served nearly half of his sentence. Before his conviction and after reaching success as a recording artist, Kodak Black became deeply involved in numerous philanthropic efforts. In fact, he has committed to supporting a variety of charitable efforts, such as providing educational resources to students and families of fallen law enforcement officers and the underprivileged. In addition to these efforts, he has paid for the notebooks of school children, provided funding and supplies to daycare centers, provided food for the hungry, and annually provides for underprivileged children during Christmas. Most recently while still incarcerated, Kodak Black donated $50,000 to David Portnoy’s Barstool Fund, which provides funds to small businesses affected by the COVID-19 pandemic. Kodak Black’s only request was that his donation go toward restaurants in his hometown.”

According to one source, the pardon does not come at zero cost as the President is expecting to collect later on his favor. “Everything is a transaction. He likes pardons because it is unilateral. And he likes doing favors for people he thinks will owe him.”

Among the people who received a pardon from Donald Trump include Death Row Records co-founder Michael “Harry O” Harrison, who got his sentence commuted after Snoop Dogg and his allies successfully lobbied the Trump administration.

Codigo Fn – El Mago Lyrics

El que sale traicionero es parte honesta de testigo
Tengo veintitantos años para muchos estoy plebiyo
He disparado las armas y hasta ahorita sigo vivo
Mi mera pata de palo siempre han sido carros deportivos
Y al entrar en California Archibaldo está conmigo
Don Perignon y Buchanan’s plebitas música en vivo
Por el freeway 101 Hollywood nos divertimos
No tengo paciencia no tolero los que se andan enredando
Puercos en mano derecha y el Gris siempre arremangando
Con esos sus jamaiquinos sigo y seguiré chambeando
Nunca olvido mis raíces esas tierras de Durango
(Quien le va compa al mago, ahí andamos en
Hollywood desde los Ángeles California pariente)
En el este de los Ángeles donde yo jugaba de niño
He venido desde abajo, la humildad nunca la olvido
Por mi familia querida doy la vida por instinto
Por un verdadero amigo, sin pensarlo nomás brinco
El Bellagio de las Vegas es de mis lugares preferidos
Limusinas y casinos, siempre los mejores vinos
Y por miami florida tengo algunos condominios
Y un celado Lamborghini de mis gustos preferidos
Si una plebita me gusta la conquisto cueste lo que cueste
Descubrí que soy el Levy de los Ángeles del Este
A mi súper hago magia pa’que la piensen dos veces me conocen como el mago, desaparezco en caliente.8

Rare Earth – Every Now And Then We Get To Go On Down To Miami Lyrics

I ain’t got no money
And neither has my honey
But happiness is just around the corner
Here we stay, every day
Saving up for money just to get away
And every now and then we get to go on down to Miami
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down to Miami

Well life won’t last forever
It’s either now or never
We get some cash and leave our troubles behind us
And we’ll be free, naturally
And that’s the only way it was meant to be
And every now and then we’ll get to go on down to Miami
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down to Miami

Mmmhmm gonna go on down to Miami
Goin to the sunshine
Save my money just to make it to the sunshine in Miami
Sunshine

I ain’t got no money, and neither has my honey
But happiness is just around the corner
Here we stay, every day
Saving up for money just to get away
And every now and then we get to go on down to Miami
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down
Every now and then we got to go on down to Miami

H16 – Ju Lyrics

Okej, yeah, ej, yeah, yeah…
Vidím ju kráčať, a hádaj o čom snívam
Že začína sa leto nám
Ona tým riflám dáva nový význam
Na to ja rád sa namotám
Aj keď musím odložiť svoje krídla
Keď sa v jej labyrinte zamotám
Energia, keď ju cítim
Eufória, keď ma chytí
Moje ruky na jej riti
Mám ju

A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Nechýba mi nič, mám ju, mám ju, yeah
A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju, ju
Mám ju, mám ju…

A vraj každý si má niekoho vziať
Všetci pýtajú sa, či už mám ju
Neviem, prečo by som mal niekoho mať
Nechystám šach mat, oni riešia moju dámu
Ale kto nájde silu, už nikdy nebude slabý
Kto hľadá princeznú, nebozkáva tie žaby
Útek na Miami ako slovenské baby
To zlato je zabité, ale diamant navždy
Mám ju

A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Nechýba mi nič, mám ju, mám ju, yeah
A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, yeah
Mám ju, mám ju…

Mám ju, ona má ma, tá sila požehnaná
Jak tá voda, čo sa o to moje telo stará
Jak moja milá mama, jak moja malá Zara
Jak moja H16-ka crew legendárna
Moja H16-ka crew legendárna
Jak tá voda, čo sa o to tvoje telo stará
Jak moja milá mama, jak moja malá Zara
Mám ju, ona má ma, sila požehnaná
Mám ju

Nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Nechýba mi nič, mám ju, mám ju, yeah
A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Mám ju, mám ju…

Ďakujem jej každú minútu
Zachránila ma a dala zmysel môjmu životu
Ona ukázala mi tú slobodu
Vzala ma na miesta, o ktorých som predtým nepočul
Áno, stále mám tú hudbu, mám ju
Tak isto jak vieru a motiváciu
Ísť dopredu a zdolať každú komplikáciu
Jeden z tých, o vychováva novú generáciu, éj
Stále mám tu moju rodinu
Áno, tú moju famíliu, brata, otca, maminu, éj
A doma, tam mám druhú maminu
Ju nevymením za inú, ona mi dala Zarinu, jé
A všade, kam sa pozrem samá žena
Ešte aj jeden z mojich psov musí byť fena
Rodina, tá pre mňa znamená tak veľa
Cítim sa jak na vrchole sveta
Ďakujem, že mám ju

A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Nechýba mi nič, mám ju, mám ju, yeah
A nechýba mi nič, stačí mi, že mám ju, ju
Mám ju

Leto 16, Leto 16, Leto 16 (mám ju, mám ju)
Leto 16, Leto 16 (16)
Mám ju, mám ju, mám ju, mám ju…

Go Yayo – No Fly Zone Lyrics

(Hood Fame – Gang)
(Yayo)
[Indiscernible speech]

[Chorus]
Fucc with the gang, we gon’ get it up
Pop up with 100 round drain
My youngin’ go dummy with [???]
Text the white girl to get rid o’ her
Serve dicc to that bitch, she can’t get enough
Call up my youngin’, he keep it dumb
Hood fame youngin’, way more Savage than 21 (Aye)
I got more Uzis than Uz’
Dump the pint in red, now I’m feeling woozy, (Lean, lean)
You will get wet like Jacuzzi, cuffin’ that bitch she a floozy, (Freak)
I get it straight off the [???]
Straight off the boat to a ‘rari, Choppa’ bigger than Lil Yachty
Lil Vegas, Texas we an island, I’m living life like I’m Gotti, (Bitch)

[Verse]
Pussy rappers got me started, I’m cruising the street with the [??]
Can’t fucc with you broke boys, I’m feeling like Harden
Walk inside the club and shoot up the party
I’m a real trapper, bitch, I’m not an artist
Pussy rappers they just talking retarded
Ran his mouth and now he on a target
Trap house goin’ up on a Monday
Then roll this bitch off till Sunday,Rain, snow, sleet or sunny
Hood Fame getting money, Tryna jacc, I ain’t running
Pop up on a store, jumping, All night store pumping
Yo bitch stay krumping, Let her eat me like some Munchies
She say I’m more saucy than Sanchie
Big ol’ thooka we ain’t punching
AR-15 and it came with a beam, Feeling like Maxo I’m all about Cream
Hood Fame youngin’, bitch, I’m down for the scheme
I’m the man in Texas like Kodak in Miami
A nigga like Shmurda now they tryna blam! me
Serve ’em a bricc it’s a whammy
Hit the H they say I’m trilla than Sammy
And please do not think that I’m dissing, (No I’m not dissing)
And please do not jump in my mentions
All that feeling shit, you bitches can miss me
Think I’m pussy, pussy nigga then diss me
Pop up on him at his show with extensions
Caught him laccin’, he was jumping them fences
Hit ’em at the door, he fell in the kitchen
Hol’ up I forgot to mention, you niggas still no competition
Sold him a pint, I remixed it, Came right bacc cuz the nigga a sissy
Plug throw that work like a Frisbee
Don’t fucc with the gang, bitch, it’s risky, (Gang, Gang)
The shit that they rapping I live it
Hood Fame youngin’, I’m the realest that’s living

[Chorus]
Fucc with the gang, we gon’ get it up
Pop up with 100 round drain
My youngin’ go dummy with [???]
Text the white girl to get rid o’ her
Serve dicc that bitch, she can’t get enough
Call up my youngin’, he keep it dumb
Hood fame youngin’, way more Savage than 21 (Aye)
I got more Uzis than Uz’
Dump the pint in red, now I’m feeling woozy, (Lean, lean)
You’ll get wet like Jacuzzi, cuffin’ that bitch she a floozy, (Freak)
I get it straight off the [???]
Straight off the boat to a ‘rari, Choppa’ bigger than Lil Yachty
Lil Vegas, Texas we an island, I’m living life like I’m Gotti, (Bitch)

[Talking]

Liza Monet – Yaourt Aux Fruits Lyrics

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Je n’comprends pas pourquoi je les traumatise
Boyfriend , Girlfriend à moi de choisir
J’arrive dans le bise , déjà petit tissage tu connais
C’est que des barbies qui kiffent la purple monnaie
Ok jolie tat’ fort Liza
Tu me vois yaourt de fruits Mmmmh Liza

Bon venons au fait j’suis toujours classe c’est la vie
Et j’aime plaire. Et bah non moi je suis pas refaite
Mais toi je t’aime si t’es métisse aux yeux clairs
Sauf si t’as une ptite bite tu m’fais de la peine
A cause de ça tu peux m’mettre en colère
Si tu me connais tu déclaches la trepère
Et que j’irai pas pleurer auprès de ma mère

Trop de mec pête un câble et se croient au sommet
Le terre terre voilà ton sommet
Ta gueule Liza t’as trop une grand gueule
Excusez moi si j’me ? c’est que je me sens seul

Si j’étais un mec j’aurais une bite dick
J’aurais baisé toutes les chiennes de Paris
Goûte mon yaourt aux fruits
Qu’est ce que tu en penses mon ami ?
Mes ex sont mélancoliques
Pas ma faute si j’aime la bite

J’me pavane à Miami
Pour mettre la douille tu seras mon ji
Pour te dire des truc vrai je serais ton guide
On ma trop souvent dit liza t’as pas la magie

Nique ton père j’aime trop la vie
Vas-y va gouter mon yaourt aux fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Je comprends pas pourquoi je les traumatisme
Boyfriend , Girlfriend à moi de choisir

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits

Je comprend pas pourquoi je les traumatisme
Boyfriend , Girlfriend à moi de choisir [x2]

Vilaine laisse le moi
Ton mec kiffe me prendre en levrette
Son yaourt aux fruits a bien dépassé sa braguette
Hein , négresse G mal mais C bon
Putain j’chuis chaude j’ai trop la dalle, je suis un bonbon
Bon , venons au fait je suis arrogante c’est ma vie et j’aime plaire
Et bah non moi chuis pas refaite
Imagine moi à poil sur ta kékette
Sauf si t’as une petite bite le spectacle s’arrête
Me prendrai pas la tête pour un mec

Goûte mon ananas sur ta banquette
Grâce à moi ta meuf dira que tu progresses
Mec joue , le rôle , pi-lote , hôtesse de l’air
Ra-mène mes jambes en l’air
Regarde tu deviens raide

Prends mon yaourt , Prends mon yaourt dans ta face [x2]
J’reçois de l’amour quand je passe
J’te tape dans l’oeil
Tu veux me bouffer la chatte
Pas de problème tu peux te la sale

J’marche chez toi les gens m’éclairent
Bouge mes hanches de gauche à droite
Tu veux savoir quel goût j’ai ?
Yaourt au fruit ca-ra-mel

Con-Tracte , asiatique , black girl bad bitch
Bad bitch [x3]

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Je comprend pas pourquoi je les traumatisme
Boyfriend , Girlfriend à moi de choisir [x2]

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Yaourt au fruit [x3] Yaourt au fruit , fruit

Je comprends pas pourquoi je les traumatisme
Girlfriend , Boyfriend à moi de choisir [x2]

Tyla Yaweh – Understand Me Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
She said them red bottoms f**k up her toes
She ungrateful, I drip her down in the clothes
Plus her energy take me from high to low
When she finally get it I gotta go

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

[Verse 1]
Look, I see the little mama on that fake shit
Only f**k a nigga ’cause you heard he famous
I ain’t spending no more racks, I’m gonna save it
Can’t leave these diamonds out I know she gonna take it
Mixed freak all for pleasure out in London
I don’t trust this bitch so I slipped on a condom
Yeah I beat the pussy up into a coma
And now she acting like I own it, it’s a loaner
She mixing emotions like alcohol
Don’t blame it on me ’cause I’m not involved
She call me when my money getting tall
That’s a problem, my nigga, not tryna solve

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

[Verse 2]
Look, I got a jet so I just leave her in the dust
She complaining I haven’t seen her in a month
She said she wanna go to dinner, give her lunch
Don’t pick her up, I tell her meet me in the front
I think she cap, she mad as shit
I’m only pointing out the fact she acting slick
She only f**king with my bank, my stock is lit
She tryna spend my racks but I am not a trick

[Pre-Chorus]
She said them red bottoms f**k up her toes
She ungrateful, I drip her down in the clothes
Plus her energy take me from high to low
When she finally get it I gotta go

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

Ramriddlz – Bodmon Lyrics

[Intro]
Sweet 16
Sweet 16

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife
Cause I beat it out the park
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Verse 1]
She want pipe then cuddlin’
Girl, I got the piece for your puzzle in
Now these hoes buzzing in
Cause I’m buzzing like bumble bee
Say I need to humble me
Who b- who believed in me
Me, AJ and Jeffery
We really are soaring for my Akhis struggling
Ain’t nothing changed
Ain’t nothing changed but my chain and my change
Girl what you saying? I’m still the same, I’m just in the game

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Post-Chorus]
I’m no saqajaan, but this Henny that I’m on got me hella sakran
I’m no modmon, but these drugs that I’m on, so I keep my shades on
(I’m a bodmon)
Girl I’m only twenty-one, I’m just tryna have some fun
(I’m a bodmon)
I’m MIA out in LA nobody knows where I stay

[Verse 2]
Baby I see you, sweet and spicy too
Girl the way you move, got me feeling you
The way she twists and turns like hulahoop
Got some things I wanna do to you
Show me what that booty do, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Post-Chorus]
I’m no saqajaan, but this Henny that I’m on got me hella sakran
I’m no modmon, but these drugs that I’m on, so I keep my shades on
(I’m a bodmon)
Girl I’m only twenty-one, I’m just tryna have some fun
(I’m a bodmon)

[Outro]
I play like bossa nova
I need my baby, come over
Rich bitch in a cocaine Range Rover
Salty when a Sweeterman slide through
With my clan when we ride through
She like me, but she wife’d you
Pussy fat and its tight too
Mami call me papi in Miami
My baby call me daddy out in Cali
(Quiero que sepas que soy tuya
Que sepas que me interesa)

Meek Mill – Letter to Nipsey Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I just left your viewing at the Staples Center (I did)
Obama wrote you a letter, yeah, you made it, nigga (You made it)
I even heard you had some players to come to Vegas with us
And them suckers could never kill you, it only made you bigger (Yeah)
And every time I see some fire, I see blue
And every time I close my eyes, see Snupe and I see you
When I be on the Westside (Westside), you know how we do (How we do)
Hustle and motivate, turning one into a two (Two)
Two into four, hurt my heart, I seen you on the floor
Do it for the hood, man, I don’t even wanna do it no more
When these niggas you do it for, they’ll shoot you and all
Only thing I can say is you with Allah, blessings (Blessings)
And I ain’t finna sit here, act like I’m your main homie (I won’t)
But when we lost you, it really put some pain on me (It did)
Got me scared to go outside without that flame on me (Brrrt)
And when them niggas went against me, you ain’t change on me (You ain’t change on me)
Told me it was wrong or right, some of my longest nights (What you do?)
You made me cry, nigga (Cry, nigga), and I don’t cry, nigga (I don’t cry, nigga)
You the first one made me feel like I could die, nigga (Like I could die)
‘Cause real niggas never die, you know the vibes, nigga (You know the vibes, nigga), yeah
Couple days ago, was chilling with my youngins
Seen your kids on the ‘Gram, it made me sicker to my stomach (Made me sick)
And as the marathon continue, we keep running (We won’t stop)
But I’m like, damn, I wish you seen that pussy coming, for real

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I wish I knew when the storm came (Storm came)
How many tears did you cry when you lost someone?
We did this **** all for the gutter, woah, w-woah, woah
Did this **** for my lil’ brother, woah, w-woah, woah (Brother)
Had to stare through these tears, ’cause I see you every time my eyes close (Every time my eyes)
Asking myself why you had to go, but only God knows (Only God knows)

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
I was in Miami when I lost you, I ain’t talk about it (Yeah)
I remember I bawled out in tears when I saw your body (Mmh)
And the flight back home, had cold days in LA (Hmm)
Had to turn off my phone, throw on the shades, and meditate
What you know ’bout wishing goin’ blind to hide your tears?
Had a lot of murder on my mind, but in God, I fear
Took Yompton and Crenshaw around the globe in a year (Woah)
‘Member ridin’ solo, now it’s Escalades in my rear (Woah)
I just hustle, motivate, be prolific, hold down the state
My big brother Hussle the great, I know Cobby, Supreme relate
I know Jay Rock, Hoggy relate
Blacc Sam, Adam relate, Keeda, J Stone relate
Lauren, Pacman, it’s love, I wanna see you do great

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I wish I knew when the storm came (Storm came)
How many tears did you cry when you lost someone?
We did this **** all for the gutter, woah, w-woah, woah
Did this **** for my lil’ brother, woah, w-woah, woah (Brother)
Had to stare through these tears, ’cause I see you every time my eyes close (Every time my eyes)
Asking myself why you had to go, but only God knows (Only God knows)

Geeva – Ego In A Trunk Lyrics

My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
Listen
See a dress on a mannequin I’ll buy it for you
Anything just say it, I will do it for you
I will deal for you, I will steal for you

Hey
PDA unataka kiiss hazarani
Nakutaka ila ego ile mbaya
On the low I wanna eat that box
And I goes hard, 8miles deep
I came back with the dust and a head torch
Dust and a head torch
Nothing pretty but I got that stone
And I know that you love that stone

Look
Reflection of your eyes baby
That beauty that will make a girl cry baby
That Tanzanite, Pretty like your eyes baby
That boom
That’s my ego done crash baby
My ego done crash baby
I put my ego in a trunk
And when times come I will kneel for you
That’s real coz my ego is in a trunk

Hey
My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
See a dress on a mannequin I’ll buy it for you
Anything just say it, I will do it for you
I will deal for you, I will steal for you

Hey
I wanna give you that D not an A
I wanna stay on that thing until you tapout
I might sound like I only wanna play
This is me going loco on a track for you
Supersonic how I dropped that ego for you
I might hop on a cross and die for you
I’m not a savior, I’m just down for you
And I don’t care how long it’s gonna take

I will wait
Hey
So when I fly you can fly with me
Hey
When I ride you can ride with me
Listen, I came thru in some mean, that Miami vice
Me and you lets roll like two dice
You look good in them jeans even better naked
You can be my green drink and my Hennessy, and lord knows I drink that Hennessy

My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk
Listen
See a dress on a mannequin I’ll buy it for you
Anything just say it, I will do it for you
I will deal for you, I will steal for you

Jessica Dime – One Way Lyrics

[Intro]
(Evil G)
Gettin’ money more than one way (one way)
(Dime)
Gettin’ money more than one way (one way)

[Hook]
Wanna be ’round me, be one way
Gotta cut a few hoes that are two faced
Wanna come on a scene, little one way
Throw names, do a hunnid on a runway
On a one way [?], no shoe case
1-0-1, no shoe lace
PS1, my [?] play
Drink little less than rosé

[Post-Hook]
Pay my bills in these heels
(Gettin’ money more than one way)
Own keys to my crib
(Gettin’ money more than one way)
Bad bitch is how you live
(Gettin’ money more than one way)
Outta town, we take trips
(Gettin’ money more than one way)

[Verse 1]
I know bad bitches in heels
I know bad bitches pay bills
I know bad bitches do Beyoncé
Drop it down in a mirror
[?]
Memphis, Miami, Atlanta
Giuseppe [?]
[?]
Throw that ass, watch my hair flip

704chop – Global Lyrics

[Intro]
(Palaze, what you cookin’?) Girl, I’m tryna get over you
(José, you done flex) So I gotta let you go

[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, you can f**k me in Atlanta
So all the neighbors know my name, baby, chill out
Or maybe we can f**k in Miami
Where all them fine ass bitches I don’t care ’bout
I see your heart cold like my AP
So you probably wanna f**k me out in New York
We goin’ global, girl, I gotta keep you close just for what it’s worth
The only thing about love, somebody gon’ end up hurt, ah

[Chorus]
Girl, I’m tryna get over you
So I gotta let you go
And she knew that I couldn’t come second to no one
So I had to leave you first

[Verse]
I f**ked up my dawgs [?]
So you always hear me, woah
As you see, drugs don’t heal the pain no more
Screamin’, “R.I.P. Juice WRLD,” oh no
I swear that I been through way more than usual
I feel like I just keep runnin’ from Lucifer
In love with her body, she tryna seduce me (Oh no)
Make it bounce, no hydraulic, she [?] too
Her friend right beside her, I like ’em in two
Here’s a Perc’ you can try, you got one life to lose, no, no

[Pre-Chorus]
So I told her, “Baby, you can f**k me in Atlanta”
So all the neighbors know my name, baby, chill out
Or maybe we can f**k in Miami
Where all the fine ass bitches I don’t care ’bout
I see your heart cold like my AP
So you probably wanna f**k me out in New York
We goin’ global, girl, I gotta keep you close just for what it’s worth
The only thing about love, somebody gon’ end up hurt, ah

[Chorus]
Girl, I’m tryna get over you
So I gotta let you go
And she knew that I couldn’t come second to no one
So I had to leave you first
Girl, I’m tryna get over you
So I gotta let you go
And you knew that I couldn’t come second to no one
So I had to leave you first, oh no, nah

[Outro]
Ah
Oh no, ah, ah
Oh no, ah
Yeah, ah

704chop – Flawless Lyrics

[Intro]
Palaze, what you cookin’?

[Chorus]
I’m rockin’ VV’s in my chain, flawless, gang
But can’t none of these diamonds bring my nigga back
And I ain’t never make up, but that’s on my mama
I look up in the stars, see the silhouette
I’m heartbroken, I’m dealing with calmin’, no
Sometimes got me feeling like I’m still attached
Straight out the gutter where I came like a sewer rat
I gave the game all my life, I can’t get it back

[Verse]
I’m paranoid now, the game came with all that
Twenty thousand on the chain, came from Johnny
They lookin’ at me like I made it out, finally
I’m at the top with the greatest, where I’m tryna be
At 3:05 with a vibe in Miami, lying blue eyes, acting like she understand me
Swear she gon’ ride with my pride in the backseat
I know she lying, but I’m blind to attachment
I wet your bro yesterday, I ain’t have shit
Thinkin’ ’bout my niggas that been gone from they families
We came from nothing, probably why they don’t understand me
From kickin’ in the front door to countin’ up the backends
And we ain’t goin’ back to broke, ’cause that’s past tense
Came up on my own, on all ten how I’m standing
Even when they tried to do me wrong, I still dealt with it
(Even when they tried to do me wrong, I still dealt with it)

[Chorus]
I’m rockin’ VV’s in my chain, flawless, gang
But can’t none of these diamonds bring my nigga back
And I ain’t never make up, but that’s on my mama
I look up in the stars, see the silhouette
I’m heartbroken, I’m dealing with calmin’, no
Sometimes got me feeling like I’m still attached
Straight out the gutter where I came like a sewer rat
I gave the game all my life, I can’t get it back
I’m rockin’ VV’s in my chain, flawless, gang
But can’t none of these diamonds bring my nigga back
And I ain’t never make up, but that’s on my mama
I look up in the stars, see the silhouette
I’m heartbroken, I’m dealing with calmin’, no
Sometimes got me feeling like I’m still attached
Straight out the gutter where I came like a sewer rat
I gave the game all my life, I can’t get it back

Seko – Money Lyrics

[Sample]

[Hook]
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money

[Part 1]
Sie verkaufen sich für paar Scheine
Hauptsache, eine Schlagzeile
Ihr seid durchschaubar wie ‘ne Glasscheibe
Ihr wollt ‘ne Roli, guck, ich hab’ eine
Fick die Welt, ich fahr’ ‘nen dicken Benz
Das ist nicht Disneyland
Keine Pranks und nichts gestellt
So ist es, es geht um Business
Guck, Bruder, ich bin on the road to the richest
Ihr kleinen Snitches wollt mich ändern, doch vergisst es
Checke nach Miami mit dem First-Class-Ticket
Doch was ist schon das Geld? Ich scheiß’ auf jeden Cent
Ich habe meine Fans, meine Fam, meine Gang

[Pre-Hook]
Ja, ja, denn das Leben, was ich hab’, war nicht geplant
Wegen Patte wurde ich oft genug verarscht
Sei vorsichtig, dass Gott dich nicht bestraft
Denn das Money nimmst du nie mit ins Grab, ja, ja, ja

[Hook]
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money

[Part 2]
Sie sagen, wir tun alles nur für Geld
Dabei haben sie kein’n Plan, von dem, was sie uns unterstell’n
Natürlich ist das Geld ein Fundament
Jedoch gibt es hier noch mehr in unserer Welt
Ihr habt uns unterschätzt
Wir sind hier die neue Ära, heute Thema
Deshalb passt ihr nicht in unser Beuteschema
Das Money raubt euch eure Seele weg
Wer will mir was sagen, wenn von Tag zu Tag mein Ego wächst
Also fick drauf, was gestern war
Vielleicht ist heute ja mein bester Tag
Auch wenn alte Freunde Blender war’n
Bin ich stolz drauf, dass Geld mich nicht verändern kann

[Pre-Hook]
Ja, ja, denn das Leben, was ich hab’, war nicht geplant
Wegen Patte wurde ich oft genug verarscht
Sei vorsichtig, dass Gott dich nicht bestraft
Denn das Money nimmst du nie mit ins Grab, ja, ja, ja

[Hook]
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money
Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money

Giovane Feddini – Piano Di Dio Lyrics

[Ritornello]
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape
In veneto tra gente che non vede altro
Se non calcio, macchine e schei
Testa in alto come fossi sull’ultimo piano dell’Empire State
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape

[Strofa 1]
Ho genitori onesti, si sbattono da anni
Per l’ottica di questi rapper dovrei vergognarmi
Facessi pezzi come Eminem dissando mamma
Autorizzerei mio padre a gonfiarmi la faccia
Scusate, non siete soliti a questi topic
È il conformismo al contrario di questi idioti
È normale autopomparsi per vendersi
Ma i tuoi testi gridano alla pula “vieni a prendermi”

[Ritornello]
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape
In veneto tra gente che non vede altro
Se non calcio, macchine e schei
Testa in alto come fossi sull’ultimo piano dell’Empire State
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape

[Strofa 2]
Il flow suona sempre semplice e compatto
E’ perchè imposto sempre le mie barre come fossi in battle
E’ perchè imposto le mie battle come fossi in guerra
E di carattere son schivo come chi ha la lebbra
Con un criterio di giudizio che non sempre azzecca
Insomma, sono un paraculo preso a mente fredda
Tutto è possibile che cambi, so che succede
Da quando ho visto Dok e Dogma ridere assieme
Ma quando tendi mani, sei vulnerabile
Proveranno a sottometterti, sono perfidi
Quando accennano un sorriso
Poi trattengono il respiro
È come un operaio sotto l’eternit
Young Elvis, lei ricorda molto Marilyn
Perchè ha carattere e un culo che grida “marry me”
Recluto sempre nuovo geni, giovane Verrocchio
Tu a vent’anni non fai un cazzo, giovane vecchiotto (ripigliati)
Feddini è un eremita, chilling regolare
Non le manda a dire, non le manda a dare
Ma quando scrivo chi deve lo sa
Chi mi deve lo sa, un mix tra Zola e Zolà
Giovane

[Ritornello]
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape
In veneto tra gente che non vede altro
Se non calcio, macchine e schei
Testa in alto come fossi sull’ultimo piano dell’Empire State
Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape

[Outro]
Miami ocean drive
Chiedi di un giovane
Ho progettato tutto dall’inizio
Sono nei piani di Dio come il giorno del giudizio
E se il paradiso ha una sede
Sarò tra i piani di Dio come chi si è sempre comportato bene
Ho progettato tutto dall’inizio
Sono nei piani di Dio come il giorno del giudizio
E se il paradiso ha una sede
Sarò tra i piani di Dio come chi si è sempre comportato bene
Come chi si è sempre comportato bene
Sto tra i piani di Dio…
Ho progettato tutto dall’inizio

Marclo – Swngn Lyrics

[Intro]

(Daba-daba-da-daa)
Swngn, Swngn
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)

[Verse 1]

M&S be Swngn
It’s Friday night
My whole clique’s so fly
Miami crew’s on the westside
So I … (Skurrt Skurrt)
Took an uber from the valley
Cause I’m too faded to drive
We so lit, so live
Like Montell in 95′ I’m like
(This is how we do it)
They want to know, how we roll
(This is how we do it)
Ohhhhh, You that M&S Beat straight…

[Hook]
Swngn, Swngn
(Swng! Swng!)
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)
Swngn, swngn
You should
Swngn
You should
(Daba-daba-da-daa)

[Verse 2]
You should
Bring your girlfriends
Bring your girls out
Cause we bout to (Swng! Swng!)
Like we left the dugout, Ohhhhh
And my team hella good
My band hella good like our name was No Doubt, Ohhhhh
This is nothing to me
Tomorrow ain’t promised nothing to me
Out my book bag used to slang that CD
Now I’m all on your playlist singing off key like
(This is how we do it)
They want to know, how we roll
(This is how we do it)
Yeah, you that M&S Beat straight…

[Hook]
Swngn, Swngn
(Swng! Swng!)
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)
Swngn, swngn
(Swng! Swng!)
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)

[Bridge]
(shhhh)
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng like this
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng, ah no
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng like this, no
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng like this
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng, ah no
Some of them try to swng
But they can’t swng like this

Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds of MarcLo
And a M&S beat
(Ahh Yeah)
Tell me what it’s made for
Tell me what it’s made for
The weekend

[Hook] 3x
Swngn, Swngn
(Swng! Swng!)
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)
Swngn, swngn
(Swng! Swng!)
Swngn
(Daba-daba-da-daa)

(Outro)
You are now listening to the sounds of MarcLo
And a M&S beat
Tell me what it’s made for
Tell me what it’s made for
The weekend
Swngn
When we hit the city
We gonna hit it, hit it
Like its never been hit before
Swngn
When we hit the city
We gonna hit it, hit it
Like its never been hit before
Swngn
When we hit the city
We gonna hit it, hit it
Like its never been hit before

Dj Durel – Bad Moves Lyrics (feat. Quavo & Rich The Kid)

[Intro: Rich the Kid & Quavo]
Bad moves
Trap, I might shoot
In Miami
DJ Durel!

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
She don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off, I made ’em mad (Skrrt)
If they try to pull me over, I’ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
If she give me top, then I might f**k her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
Bad boy (Bad), I’m so f**kin’ bad, I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad, bad, ain’t no hall pass, I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof (‘Round Miami)
Bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe

[Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
Got a chopper and it’s brand new, brand new
Got a bitch and she bad too, bad too
I’m in MIA (MIA)
Rolls Royce or the Lamb’, what we gon’ ride today? (Skrrt)
I’m a bad boy, run up, you might get blown away

[Verse 2: Quavo & Rich the Kid]
Makin’ bad moves (Money), bad moves
Bad bitches like ’em bad too (Bad), bad too (Woo)
Get that bad today (Uh)
We the hottest in the city (Uh), don’t try to ride the wave (No)
Young niggas takin’ over, they some bad babies (Quavo)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
She don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off, I made ’em mad (Skrrt)
If they try to pull me over, I’ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
If she give me top, then I might f**k her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
Bad boy (Bad), I’m so f**kin’ bad, I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad, bad, ain’t no hall pass, I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof (‘Round Miami)
Bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Woo, Quavo
Fifty thousand, I’ma flex in all hunnids (Fifty)
I’m so bad, Michael Jackson owe me money (Woo-hee)
I’m so bad, Ali couldn’t touch me (Ali)
I’m so bad, I flew a bad bitch out the country (Bad, bad)

[Verse 4: Rich the Kid]
Say, “I love you,” I was lyin’, that was yesterday (Yesterday)
Pocket rocket in the club, but that’s the only way (That’s the only way)
If I know that I won’t win then I won’t even play
I’m so bad that I was waitin’ on a bad day

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
She don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off, I made ’em mad (Skrrt)
If they try to pull me over, I’ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
If she give me top, then I might f**k her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
Bad boy (Bad), I’m so f**kin’ bad, I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad, bad, ain’t no hall pass, I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof (‘Round Miami)
Bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe

Jaden – The Hottest Lyrics

[Intro]
I just landed in Miami, swear they’ll never understand me
Hunnid on the free way and I’m gunnin’ for the Grammy
Sexy mama got a whip, hella sandy
She wanna take the city, I said “Baby, why can’t we?”

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us
Tell ’em bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (No choice)
I ain’t modest, you can hear it in my voice (Listen up)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us (Woo)

[Refrain]
Time after time (Yeah, yeah), I feel your love
Roll the windows up (Yeah, yeah)
We don’t give no f**ks (Yeah, yeah)
Time after time
My pockets still stuffed (Stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Facts)
And the stick is still tucked (Tucked)

[Verse 1]
And the spot is by the beach
Pull up in that eco friendly, and I don’t wanna preach
Got the twins with me, had to give ’em 50 each
Homie told me if I pull up, that I might end up deceased
Let me think, that shit was a reach (Facts)
I’m done with the talkin’, I just gotta let ’em see (Oh)
I’ma pull up on your ass, with the bands on me (Bands)
When I’m sailing through the water, load the cannons on me
I gotta walk with a lean but no Fanta on me
You know the feds always watch, got they cameras on me, huh-huh
Flooded with diamonds, man, you know you can’t compete
We ain’t stoppin’ on no beat till we hottest in the streets, better know

[Refrain]
Time after time (Oh-oh)
I feel your love (I feel your love)
Roll the windows up (Roll the windows up)
We don’t give no f**ks (We don’t give no f**ks)
Time after time (Time)
My pockets still stuffed (My pockets still stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Quarter milli in the truck)
And the stick is still tucked

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us, tell ’em

[Verse 2]
Told the label double my advance (My advance)
Lotta different color bands in these pants (In these pants)
Hit Japan, in Shibuya with the fans (We know you the feds)
And them other bitches Stanley Kubrick with the lens, nigga
Shit is hot, you can’t do that shit again (Shit again)
Callin’ jury duty but they know that I’m in France
She said, “You ain’t call,” I said, “I never got a chance
I’ve been runnin’ through your city with a crystal in my hand, girl”

[Refrain]
Time after time (Oh-oh)
I feel your love (I feel your love)
Roll the windows up (Roll the windows up)
We don’t give no f**ks (We don’t give no f**ks)
Time after time (Time)
My pockets still stuffed (My pockets still stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Quarter milli in the truck)
And the stick is still tucked

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us
Tell ’em, bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (No choice)
I ain’t modest, you can hear it in my voice (Listen up)
Hot fire, got a city goin’ up (Hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us (Woo)

Charles Hamilton – Get On The Bandwagon Lyrics

[Intro]
Just how, just how it is man
Dead ass
Lot of people be coming at your man sideways, know what I mean?
But it’s whatever though

[Verse 1]
First off, I love all my fans and supporters
My mans on the corner, to the man in the corner office
To the lady in the tan that be more than
Happy enough to straight land in the orbit
No man can stand handin’ the torch
But, when a man is this scorching, dammit it’s important to acknowledge him
Too bad the heat it provides
Isn’t the same heat as these guys that we be dreaming of rhyme with
See, I’m a fan first
When I look at my peers
My wax builds up, look at my ears
I only listen to me
I got a lot of shit to listen to
My mission is to give you a non-aesthetic glimpse, at the realest
So you gotta feel it
Lots of road blocks, but watch me still get
What I’ve been skilled with, good shit
Look kids, I ain’t looking to be in central booking
So why you keep pushing?

[Hook]
Something about this time of year
I notice that the love is gone
And the hate is strong
Just tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
It can’t be something I said
Why you mad, at me?

[Verse 2]
Been in Miami had an oriental tele
Which is better than every single story you could tell me
Shorties wanna jail me to their panties
Cuz I’m very mysterious
And my plan is to be standing with Grammy’s
I’m not a pop youngin
I ain’t standing with Sammy or any R&B niggas giving they women the jammy
Me and my niggas hitting the road in a Camry
Performances, important shit, damn
Why can’t you stand me, family?
I can treat my whole family to lunch now
These other niggas got their panties in a bunch, wow
I munch down on my plate of success
I make a mess, wipe my face and say my grace, it was a blessing
I can taste it
Take a minute, say my grace quick
My gracefulness helps me face my greatness
I hate the fake shit
I need a little love
Not fiendin’ for a drug, cuz the needle was enough

[Hook]
Something about this time of year
I notice that the love is gone
And the hate is strong
Just tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
It can’t be something I said
Why you mad, at me?

[Verse 3]
The flow is so retarded
That I’m fully aware, of all the thought that has the talkers all
Pulling their hair, out
Without a doubt I found a lot about the way that I rain
I maintain that I ain’t changed, but I’m been making a lane
For myself, and I need to be respected
I think I said before that I’m easily rejected
If not, then let me say it, then again, not
It needs to be respected that I’m in peace, indeed I’m resting
But, please believe that I didn’t leave
See I ain’t dead
I just been fed the knowledge to hop off the ledge
And float to the top of the bed, the music bed
Was that way too much? Take a Sudafed
My music is so dope I can sue the Feds
For trying to trying to outproduce my meds
This little dude’s a vet, did you forget?
It’s Charles Hamilton

[Hook]
Something about this time of year
I notice that the love is gone
And the hate is strong
Just tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
Was it something I said?
Tell me what you mad for
It can’t be something I said
Why you mad, at me?

Ashton – Ice Lyrics

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
You know how that goes
Might just take you home

Verse:
I got the gold on
Diddy bopping to slow songs
And the list goes on
You gotta dance like I threw the bands
Like why you got you’re clothes on
Miami vibes gave you a little something something for your IG to post on
Check check getting checks
Thumbing bands through the net
I take a shot it’s all net
Got the city on respect
Coming for neck
Ex bitch is upset
I just finally got up out a mess
Finally not returning text
It’s one of those things that you say but you never really have to say it
I don’t ever want to hear you say it
It ain’t nothing but another mistake
Got some money for me you better pay it
Check check getting checks

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone

Verse:
I need my pockets on the BB Dub
Super thick thick yeah I show it love
I know a couple niggas that never gave a f**k
But are big rich yeah
Might get whole Queen Elizabeth f**king tatted up
Like I’m the blue face baby
Pull up what it do baby
Game so strong prolly could have had a few babies
But ain’t nothing new icy
Had to pull up with crew icy
Had to hit the cruise I go sight seeing
Eyes red been working so hard that I might have needed viseen
Just a kid from the harder side of town
Rose up from the concrete and now I’m now autumn bound
Never falling down only slowing up with the Austin sound
Trust you gonna feel the presence when the f**king boss in town like that

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Cause you know how that goes
Might just take you home

Outro:
I might just take you home
I might just take you home
I might just take you home
I might just take you home