Civil war stop being zeroed on your own destiny . I know the fire I possess I'm too messy with the rhyming I did all my crimes before hand . Nose bleed but who knows how I slide on them . I'm never shortchanged that why I got rubber bullets . I'm spinning you sinning my life no sink joke but what am I thinking with these sleek bums while I infect your bars I spend In mars
time to move on from the past hear my alarm, at last im free from the chains on my arm im gone, im the storm before and after the calm constantly droppin bombs before I knew it yall was singing along, shocking the silence with lyrical vibes dodging violence going to wakes hearin the violins, bullets travel through tyrants, I'm right here I ain't never leaving until Jesus takes my soul and puts back the pieces I know I sound facetious but I really mean this, governments the worlds deadliest diseases, I know I'm seceding from hip hop but let it be bitch, word to The Beatles Im ballin like my name Don Cheadle, can't find my style in the game its like trying to find the needle, in haystacks, bought to go way back 06 smokin cheeba, highschool never mentioned much about having to pay tax, but thank God for the pythagorean theorem, now face facts, schools love to feed kids the dumb down serum, don't think for themselves now they stockin them shelves, living in fear in their shells, the love of money is the root of all evil and sex sells, hollywood over the Bible these days but I won't tuck tail, fuck no set sails for the top cuz they love seeing yall fail, either kick the the bucket or fill the pail, uh.
Verse 1: Meek Mill] Look, I be ridin' through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip (Yes sir) Same old attitude, but I'm on that new shit (Yeah) They say they gon' rob me, see me, never do shit (Never) 'Cause they know that's the reason they gon' end up on a news clip (Murder) Audemar on my wrist, bust down (Bling) We poppin' bottles like I scored the winnin' touchdown (Score) 'Member me dead broke? (Broke) Look at me up now (Up) I run my city from South Philly back to Uptown Thank God, all these bottles I popped All this paper I been gettin', all these models I popped I done sold a hundred thousand 'fore my album got dropped And I'm only 23, I'm the shit, now, look at me Look at me, I'm a boss like my nigga Rozay Shorty asked me for a check, I told that bitch like no way (No way) 'Cause I made it from the bottom, it was never no way And I never had a job, you know I had to sell yay Bitch, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I call the shots (Call the shots) I'm with the murder team (Murder team) call the cops (Call the cops) We in the building (We in the building) y'all are not (Y'all are not) You short on the paper, you gon' ball or not? 252.7K91 Maxo Kream “BIG PERSONA” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified NOW PLAYINGMaxo Kream “BIG PERSONA” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified347aidan “MEMORIES!” Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedRico Nasty & Flo Milli “Money” Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedDeeBaby 'ShootOut (Marz 2)' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!) We in this bitch, it's goin' down Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah) Hey! [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Got so many shades, they thought I had a lazy eye (Huh) Shorty rode me smooth as my Mercedes ride (Huh) No love, cry when only babies die And when I go, that casket better cost a hundred thou' I pray to God I look my killer in his eyes Snatch his soul out his shirt, let's take him for that ride (For that ride) OG is one who standin' on his own feet A boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat (Huh) Fuck a blog, dawg, 'cause one day we gon' meet (Gon' meet) I'ma spaz on yo ass like I'm Monique Or a double stack, bet a nigga double that Jerry Jones money, nigga, you a running back (You a running back) Herschel Walker (What?) Bo Jack (Hah) Ricky Watters, better run that dope back (Dope back) Boss, and I put that on my Maybach (Maybach) Four hundred thou', bitch, you wish you saved that [Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!) We in this bitch, it's goin' down Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah) Hey! [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Couple cars I don't never drive, bikes I don't never ride (Nah) Crib I ain't never been (No), pool I don't never swim (Never) Fool, you ain't better than (Nah), I move like the president (Yeah) Ery'thang black-on-black, you know I be strappin' that Rattin' ass niggas walkin' 'round wearin' wires Fuckin' up the game, got the hood on fire (It's hot) Bitch I'm a king (King) call me sire If you say I don't run my city, you a muh'fuckin liar I'm a boss, you a fraud You cross the line, I get you murdered for a cost (Murder) Out in Vegas (Out in Vegas) I took a loss (Took a loss) At the fight, we watchin' Floyd, we on the floor (We on the floor) Yeah, scared money don't make no money If I ever go broke, I'ma take yo money I ain't never dropped a dime, you ain't take none from me In the hood err'day, bitch, I'm good, what I say?
Time escapes into a Place Where the Pain drains into the heart Call em Heartaches Struggling times leaning towards barriers Finding these signs hard to shake Like making time to fuck the baddest bitch on ya break while niggas envy see me and hate pistol Guaranteed to bleed any enemy that want to see me dreaming picture me sleeping next to the fishes Nigga I fall crumble dismantle niggas like a nigga overweight mentality coldest thing next to the prized diamonds locked in the safe I’m desired by many see me challenge the ego test the nuts of the mighty not the Fiercest Lion in the jungle bold enough to bite at me studio gangstas only shots fired is by the mouth and admired by the fans on TV real calling out fake make these niggas stumble fumble unbalance like a million quakes sleeping during times of the grind I’m still wake take my last breath and I’m still a title that’s hard to duplicate I’m a lyrical guru they call this shit a spell I call the flow voodoo I spit rhythm of flames flatten rappers like they stepped out In front of a freight train Crown me the King cause I shall remain tension at the highest from The shit that I speak hold ya tongue Cause this shit gets real need no adrenaline When I’m peeling caps plastic line the ceilings Cause I need a clean scene even tho ultimately This became your grave scene illest ever seen Like the twilight welcome to the dream come correct before you wake otherwise it becomes the real thing…
cili zivot sanjan da cu postat reper stvaran da cu gazit stepe sta san stvoria od rada al zasad bekpek pun je droge sta se lako valja jer daje vise para od mikrofonskog stalka i para laka konstantno se stvara ja san samo momak sta konstantno se nada
im so mf gravy i can spit rhymes all day you dont pay me i can beat depression i can teach lessons evil can never sway me maybe its the maybelline brown sugar honey dip fitna have the babies
Otra vez quieren complacer No van a tener ese potencial Esto no es algo inusual Fumando todo el día Dialogando con la instrumental Los verdes tienen el mandato Si cuando hablo exploto Salgo a la calle a las nenas Las alboroto
Velká radost v ušiach mi hra taky top beats si výpočuť fakt diki 🙏 MTHMN 90 boom beat rap 🔊🔥🙏
Crazy beat
NICE 👏👏
Yo bro that's so Dope 🔥💯 just sub +1
This beat is hotter than the lake of fire 🤣
Have you experienced the lake of fire?
Civil war stop being zeroed on your own destiny .
I know the fire I possess I'm too messy with the rhyming I did all my crimes before hand .
Nose bleed but who knows how I slide on them .
I'm never shortchanged that why I got rubber bullets .
I'm spinning you sinning my life no sink joke but what am I thinking with these sleek bums while I infect your bars I spend In mars
who produced this, sounds like Tru Master, 4th Disciple, or Civilringz? 🤔
I believe it was Mathematics
Legend has it one day 40 will sample this instrumental for Drake 🌍
time to move on from the past hear my alarm, at last im free from the chains on my arm im gone, im the storm before and after the calm constantly droppin bombs before I knew it yall was singing along, shocking the silence with lyrical vibes dodging violence going to wakes hearin the violins, bullets travel through tyrants, I'm right here I ain't never leaving until Jesus takes my soul and puts back the pieces I know I sound facetious but I really mean this, governments the worlds deadliest diseases, I know I'm seceding from hip hop but let it be bitch, word to The Beatles Im ballin like my name Don Cheadle, can't find my style in the game its like trying to find the needle, in haystacks, bought to go way back 06 smokin cheeba, highschool never mentioned much about having to pay tax, but thank God for the pythagorean theorem, now face facts, schools love to feed kids the dumb down serum, don't think for themselves now they stockin them shelves, living in fear in their shells, the love of money is the root of all evil and sex sells, hollywood over the Bible these days but I won't tuck tail, fuck no set sails for the top cuz they love seeing yall fail, either kick the the bucket or fill the pail, uh.
Llcoo
Super real wu Tang
con solo sedicianni sulla carta
Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Look, I be ridin' through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip (Yes sir)
Same old attitude, but I'm on that new shit (Yeah)
They say they gon' rob me, see me, never do shit (Never)
'Cause they know that's the reason they gon' end up on a news clip (Murder)
Audemar on my wrist, bust down (Bling)
We poppin' bottles like I scored the winnin' touchdown (Score)
'Member me dead broke? (Broke) Look at me up now (Up)
I run my city from South Philly back to Uptown
Thank God, all these bottles I popped
All this paper I been gettin', all these models I popped
I done sold a hundred thousand 'fore my album got dropped
And I'm only 23, I'm the shit, now, look at me
Look at me, I'm a boss like my nigga Rozay
Shorty asked me for a check, I told that bitch like no way (No way)
'Cause I made it from the bottom, it was never no way
And I never had a job, you know I had to sell yay
Bitch, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I call the shots (Call the shots)
I'm with the murder team (Murder team) call the cops (Call the cops)
We in the building (We in the building) y'all are not (Y'all are not)
You short on the paper, you gon' ball or not?
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Maxo Kream “BIG PERSONA” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
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PLAYINGMaxo Kream “BIG PERSONA” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified347aidan “MEMORIES!” Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedRico Nasty & Flo Milli “Money” Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedDeeBaby 'ShootOut (Marz 2)' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
[Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross]
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!)
We in this bitch, it's goin' down
Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah)
Hey!
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Got so many shades, they thought I had a lazy eye (Huh)
Shorty rode me smooth as my Mercedes ride (Huh)
No love, cry when only babies die
And when I go, that casket better cost a hundred thou'
I pray to God I look my killer in his eyes
Snatch his soul out his shirt, let's take him for that ride (For that ride)
OG is one who standin' on his own feet
A boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat (Huh)
Fuck a blog, dawg, 'cause one day we gon' meet (Gon' meet)
I'ma spaz on yo ass like I'm Monique
Or a double stack, bet a nigga double that
Jerry Jones money, nigga, you a running back (You a running back)
Herschel Walker (What?) Bo Jack (Hah)
Ricky Watters, better run that dope back (Dope back)
Boss, and I put that on my Maybach (Maybach)
Four hundred thou', bitch, you wish you saved that
[Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross]
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Huh!)
We in this bitch, it's goin' down
Yeah I'm the king, now where my muh'fuckin' crown? (Huh!)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss) Bitch, I'm a boss! (I'm a boss)
I plan the shots (Huh!) I call the calls (Yeah)
Hey!
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Couple cars I don't never drive, bikes I don't never ride (Nah)
Crib I ain't never been (No), pool I don't never swim (Never)
Fool, you ain't better than (Nah), I move like the president (Yeah)
Ery'thang black-on-black, you know I be strappin' that
Rattin' ass niggas walkin' 'round wearin' wires
Fuckin' up the game, got the hood on fire (It's hot)
Bitch I'm a king (King) call me sire
If you say I don't run my city, you a muh'fuckin liar
I'm a boss, you a fraud
You cross the line, I get you murdered for a cost (Murder)
Out in Vegas (Out in Vegas) I took a loss (Took a loss)
At the fight, we watchin' Floyd, we on the floor (We on the floor)
Yeah, scared money don't make no money
If I ever go broke, I'ma take yo money
I ain't never dropped a dime, you ain't take none from me
In the hood err'day, bitch, I'm good, what I say?
Time escapes into a Place
Where the Pain drains into the heart
Call em Heartaches
Struggling times leaning towards barriers
Finding these signs hard to shake
Like making time to fuck the baddest bitch on ya break while niggas envy see me and hate pistol
Guaranteed to bleed any enemy that want to see me dreaming picture me sleeping next to the fishes
Nigga I fall crumble dismantle niggas like a nigga overweight mentality coldest thing next to the prized diamonds locked in the safe I’m desired by many see me challenge the ego test the nuts of the mighty not the Fiercest Lion in the jungle bold enough to bite at me studio gangstas only shots fired is by the mouth and admired by the fans on TV real calling out fake make these niggas stumble fumble unbalance like a million quakes sleeping during times of the grind I’m still wake take my last breath and I’m still a title that’s hard to duplicate I’m a lyrical guru they call this shit a spell I call the flow voodoo I spit rhythm of flames flatten rappers like they stepped out In front of a freight train Crown me the King cause I shall remain tension at the highest from
The shit that I speak hold ya tongue
Cause this shit gets real need no adrenaline
When I’m peeling caps plastic line the ceilings
Cause I need a clean scene even tho ultimately This became your grave scene illest ever seen
Like the twilight welcome to the dream come correct before you wake otherwise it becomes the real thing…
Trust me and play it on 0.75 pace
A bit tooo slow..
Sounds terrible wtf are u on
cili zivot sanjan da cu postat reper stvaran
da cu gazit stepe sta san stvoria od rada
al zasad bekpek pun je droge sta se lako valja
jer daje vise para od mikrofonskog stalka
i para laka konstantno se stvara
ja san samo momak sta konstantno se nada
I never got played.
was it also in your home?
@@aldoprovenzano7920 i already beat up your undercover cop send another one and i promise yo whole department will have an obituary to come up with
@@Freddonatothedon stfu or i'll call benito
@@Freddonatothedon God damn😂😭
@@1600nuni got* but yeah 😂😂
im so mf gravy
i can spit rhymes all day
you dont pay me
i can beat depression
i can teach lessons
evil can never sway me
maybe its the maybelline
brown sugar honey dip
fitna have the babies
I kno u gotta be white
Otra vez quieren complacer
No van a tener ese potencial
Esto no es algo inusual
Fumando todo el día
Dialogando con la instrumental
Los verdes tienen el mandato
Si cuando hablo exploto
Salgo a la calle a las nenas
Las alboroto