a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de wack rap niggas - meyhem lauren

[intro]
word son. it’s like the rap game son it’s all f-cked up, nawmean?
suspect. n-ggas either frontin’ talking that super brick sh-t
nawmean, ever rapper sells bricks now, son?
or on the other hand you got these soft n-ggas, son
n-ggas look like females
it’s like there ain’t no regular n-ggas still spittin’ son
it’s all good though
that’s what i’m here for my n-gga

[verse 1: meyhem lauren]
hey yo, divine spit deadly with rhyme sh-t
i’m about to change the climate, the people been blinded
i find it suspicious ya’ll n-ggas bustin’ fict-tious biscuits
up in magazines talking tough taking pictures
hold liquors, compose scriptures, yeah that’s my st–z
n-ggas never sold 20s but they rap out keys
your false perpetrating lifestyles of criminals
ya’ll n-ggas never crush minerals into vials
multiple styles, open my files and -n-lyze
soak it up speaking the truth ya’ll fantasize
true lies spit in disguise about pies
that’s your m.o., my observation know what i’m sayin’?
ya’ll paint faulty images that start decayin’
dismissing all the legends, street sh-t that ya’ll could pray in
i’m full displayin’ the livest lyrics known to man
sit back and take a swig, my real n-ggas understand

[hook]
i ain’t feeling these wack rap n-ggas
they broke as f-ck talking about they stack mad figures
i ain’t f-cking with you lames
your music ain’t hot so you start to drop names
you wack rap n-ggas
never held a gun but you known to pull triggers
i ain’t f-cking with you lames
tight pants and shirts, ya’ll n-ggas dressed like dames

[verse 2]
it’s like the lyrical rapper has left the building
n-ggas is either b-tches or they obsessed with k!lling
and i don’t mind that k!ller sh-t because it’s real
but if you gonna talk it let the people know the deal
it’s two sides of a coin, you only repping one
that’s how i know you n-ggas ain’t talking about sh-t you’ve done
glorifying drugs like yeah i’m selling bricks
but n-ggas get shot in the face, put behind them sh-ts
or locked up for seven if the feds do a blitz
on the v.i. floor with they ?? double fits
i’m not a hypocrite so go ahead and make your flips
but understand anytime you hustle it’s the risk
young dukes is counterfeits, my lyrics are u.s. mints
good money, queens n-ggas still hungry
i stay on my grime repping the streets
dropping jewels over beats, you wack rappers just some cheats

[hook]

[verse 3]
then you got the other extreme
these soft wack rappers should model for maybelline
rocking tight pants with rhinestones and size small jackets
thinking that they fresh but they whole style backwards
claiming that they hip hop and street sh-t is played out
go to any ghetto probably see somebody layed out
how could a reflection of today be outdated
you tight shirt n-ggas got g-ssed and inflated
living in your fantasy worlds without crimes
on the streets n-ggas still sell drugs with black nines
jails is still packed, people still get clapped
and inner city adolescents still don’t know how to act
i’m not saying glorify but don’t dare deny
what goes on from californ-i to bedstuy
i’m tying in the game son, sh-t is unacceptable
go to h-ll sus, burn out a t-st-cl-

word up, this is meyhem lauren n-gga
all you soft -ss frontin’ n-ggas
don’t even speak to me when you see me, n-gga
-n-lyze my f-cking resumé, word the f-ck up

[hook]

word up, this is outdoorsmen n-gga
meyhem lauren, we don’t play that wack sh-t
ain’t n0body frontin’ on the mic
ain’t n0body dressing like a metros-xual
we don’t play those games, respect my swag n-gga
i’m a man of such integrity
i’m so stand-up, ya’ll n-ggas could learn something
word up son, talking all that street sh-t
ya’ll n-ggas never had b-tches sniffing c0ke off…

- meyhem lauren

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS