Bandoleros (feat. Lou From Paradise & Tyrant) - Ransom & Joe Budden

Yeah Yeah, look I don't even sleep Time is money, I don't miss a blink I already spend a lot when I think Dawg, I've been on the brink I been tryna get my mind right Life gave me lemons, now I'm all up in the limelight See shit clearer when you look at it from hindsight Pray for them in dark, man, I really hope you find light But you get shaded tryna step up into my light I been gettin' faded with a blonde and she kin' dyke I don't give a fuck dude When Yams died I said, "Fuck school" I'm in the whip doing a buck two bumpin' Hugh Yellin', "Fuck you", man they all slept I ain't even get a wink and all I did was fuckin' rep Yeah, I been up in painkiller paradise Muhfuckers hittin' stains, man ain't nothing nice Where muhfuckers be juugin' just to get by You can find me and my homies on the Westside Yeah you know that that's right Yeah, and I ain't never been a lick I ain't never gave no money to a bitch I ain't never gon' snitch, dawg I said it from the rip Same day ones with me, I ain't never gon' switch cliques Bitch you know the set Yeah, bitch you know the set And it's the same 'til the death Guess I don't know no better from the West, dawg We don't know no better, we the best in the globe Bitch, I'm betting muhfuckers get to sweatin' when we come around Man I even be snapping when I'm dumbing down Got a bad bitch with me, she remind me of Aaliyah Call me said it's been a drought, she reminding to re-up Yeah, I got that work if you need that Then just hit my phone if you need that I been spending time alone, got my cheese stacked So I ain't never give a fuck about they feedback Muhfuckers all talk, they don't ever fucking walk They ain't got no fucking drive They be all up on the bus Or they doing fucking scams, getting racks from the juug Fuck you get it how you live I don't really give a fuck I stopped pouring up, fuck pills, I don't even smoke blunts Went through 50 packs of raws in a month, that's an understatement Yeah, pitching 'caine yeah that's undertaking Middle fingers up to pigs, I don't really fuck with bacon, nah Yeah, you already know the squad Going hard 'til a motherfucka fall Man I swear I seen it all I can't wait to see more We been smoking on that bomb, that's that fucking C4 They tried to bury me alive but I rose from the dead So, I don't give a fuck now I'm going for the bread, uh Fuck a body shot, man I'm going for they head If they asking why I did it, say that it was for the West Yeah, I've been up in painkiller paradise Muhfuckers hittin' stains, man ain't nothing nice Where muhfuckers be juugin' just to get by You can find me and my homies on the Westside Yeah, you know that that's right Yeah, and I ain't never been a lick I ain't never gave no money to a bitch I ain't never gon' snitch, dawg I said it from the rip Same day-ones with me, I ain't never gon' switch cliques Bitch you know the set Yeah, yeah bitch you know the set, yeah

AJ, Jersey City, ah About the city y'alls No one to put on top y'alls Just blaze Breakin' one down, breakin' one down Break, let me see you shake to that bassline Who just came? Jump up easy and my dude just blaze Drop the beat like hey I've been waiting patient, you're achin', achin' heart it can't fade 'em Son I got the block on smash Both got ammo, and Glocks don't clash You can't handle, you don't pop your stash You can't come for it, that's not your asset You just part of a scam to butt Rap handle is back, cameras gon' clap like, mm-rap, mm-rap Y'all kitsch and no mat, dealing's truth enough To carry the weight, but you could hold that It's an old fact, get out my drip or owe Mac past the backline Hit it, go back (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool Move it one time, move it one time Come on make that ass shake, move it one time Break, we can shake, move it all in one time I'm only tryna call up one time Know the cops used to laugh when Short get knock-knock Blast a .4, anybody? I'm gettin' robbed, watchin' back and forth Baby don't be stingy, you're passing off Dudes don't let your ratchet off he won't do nothing bad He's gon' bag himself Still I like how you do that by me Stealin' up all, you not wifey I'm just tryna fool you to like me Like, oh snap, that's cool, you a Pisces I'm in the club, jewels on, full icy A fool wanna try me, I oozin' Versace (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool Breakin' one now, breakin' one now Let you nick mine, go and break it one time Baby gotta know that she wakin' up mine If she don't wanna come then she takin' up time Mama, ma you doin' that tone Ma your ass is doin' that room How you gon' squeeze all up in them jeans? How you gon' breeze right up to my team? How you gon' be in that, didn't expect We do not wanna be in that, how you gon' word that? 'Turb me, not tryna hurt, we stayin' We not tryna hear what she's sayin', she's playin', let it (Pop off) If he tryna holler at your piece then (Pop off) Let a dude holler at a piece then Come through, come drop, we jump off And dude, when a rock start poppin' the punk gon' play (Pop off) We gon' keep this thing jumpin' (Pop off) We gon' keep the thing jumpin' (Pop off) Whenever we pullin' the stash up I'ma br-br-break that ass up (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it better (Pop off) I smack fire and I make it Kick that nigga, get that fool Kick that nigga, get that fool