Gastadera (feat. MauBrandan & Young Flamez) - Pa2k

Yeah Yeah YSL Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit All these bitches actin' like they never had shit I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty Check out my attire, this expensive fabric And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage My jewelry as cold as an attic The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south I done ran up them M's without a tour now She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now Hopped out my 'vette and hopped right in a foreign Bitch don't get close, this a mothafuckin' warning Suck that dick good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden She runnin' away from my weed like it farted She don't wanna swallow so I put it on her neck I beat that pussy up, she loud as a parade I got 1 million but only 10 in the bank I taste a sample, I only buy if it's dank I cook fishscale, and sang to her same time like Tank I was born in '91, 23 years old with a whole lotta stain (5 star mothafucka) Baby can you feel my pain? All my diamonds need to be drained I got a gangsta bitch that's gon' bang And I got racks up, I can't complain And all my dogs, they're dirty, check for mange And all I gotta do is reserve your brains And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, they gon hang Who said you was straight? Boy you need to be retained Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit All these bitches actin' like they never had shit I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty Check out my attire, this expensive fabric And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage My jewelry as cold as an attic The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south I done ran up them M's without a tour now She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now Took the Rollie off, put the Breitling back on Walk in the room and I cut the lights on Why you spending like that? Cause I ain't ever had shit This that real nigga Paper Route, YSL shit Never loved a bitch but I love money In the church payin' my tithes with drug money Went and got a new plug, got mama a new house And a couple new coupes, that's how a young nigga live Couple bitches, good weed that how a nigga chill Top floor, penthouse, still crackin' seals Them Houston niggas be like, "That young nigga trill" Them New York niggas say that young nigga ill My mama always told me dress to kill My uncle always told me pack the steel That nigga Thugger, that's my mothafuckin' brotha From a motherfuckin' other, I'ma show you how to make magic The fuck is you mad at? Got your bitch dancin' all in my spot with no panties I said, "Bitch where your mothafuckin' man at? Fuck that, where your friends at?" Dammit Sold 50 P's, hold it, have to bag it That little bitch you lovin' on, I been had it Pull up in a new drop, that thang nasty Mama call all my big booty bitches trashy Pussy niggas actin' like they never had shit All these bitches actin' like they never had shit I got a bad bitch, she said she always had shit All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty Check out my attire, this expensive fabric And we can wrestle just like Randy Savage My jewelry as cold as an attic The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war house All your bitches thats busted, they live in your house What goes up comes down, my nigga, north south I done ran up them M's without a tour now She done stepped up her game, Christian couture now These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

Rap-A-Holic 3, 2, 1 К'ъв е тоя странен период? Всеки иска да е мафиот И да му се върти света в краката Аз не искам мафиот, искам теб за цял живот Но ти си Bad Boy и вече си в играта Къв е тоя странен период и ти ли вече станa Bad Boy? Сега доволен ли си, че си им в устата? Аз не искам Bad Boy, искам да си само мой Имаш още време, избора е твой И на погрешния завой ще си мой, мой И да останеш Bad Boy ще си мой, мой И да съм права че избора е твой Ще си мой, така обичам Bad Boy (Bad Boy) И на погрешния завой ще си мой, мой (Bad Boy) И да останеш Bad Boy ще си мой, мой (Bad Boy) И да съм права че избора е твой Ще си мой, така обичам Bad Boy Не се прави, знам, че те влече Обичаш си лошото момче Стефосника и Черното момче А доброто пасти да яде Не се прави, знам, че те влече (Да,да) Обичаш си лошото момче (Мммм) Стефосника и Черното момче (Bad Boy) А доброто пасти да яде (Да го яде) Знам, че те влече, знам, че те влече Знам, че те влече, знам, че те влече Знам, че те влече, знам, че те влече А доброто пасти да яде (знам,че те влече) Please Нито съм от Bloods, нито съм от Crips Нито съм от West, нито съм от East Алибито ми е ноща и луната А вината ми е само, че ти си целуната Бившата отдавна съм я излежал - Амнистия И пред тебе аз съм най-чистия Bad Boy И на погрешния завой ще си мой, мой (Bad Boy) И да останеш Bad Boy ще си мой, мой (Bad Boy) И да съм права че избора е твой (Bad Boy) Ще си мой, така обичам Bad Boy Я-я-я, я-я-я Ограничителна заповед - събличай се Курво, т'ва е заповед - събличай се Престрелки в леглото и спец акции в гърлото Признавам та'я вечер са удобни белезниците Меришат ти на Gucci циците Престъпление ли е,ли е, да пипна (пип-пип) Престъпление ли е да оставя улики, улики Чу ли ги, чу ли ги За мене к'во говорят Звъни ми телефона Дейба, тъкмо сме се сгушили, гушили Сбили се двама - нещо се намушили, мушили Чичо ти, знаеш ли колко работи е преживял, колко е ебал (Много) Такива мастии, кат' тебе Колко е видял, колко е видял (Мега много) Искам Мяу-мяу, искам Бум- Бау Мхмм, хммм Bad Boy И на погрешния завой ще си мой,мой (Bad Boy) И да останеш Bad Boy ще си мой, мой (Bad Boy) И да съм права че избора е твой Ще си мой, така обичам Bad Boy (Bad Boy, Bad Boy, Bad Boy, Bad Boy)