Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

MistaFaZ I'm back on tracks like yo nigga They be asking where he at, like where he go nigga They can't see me but don't watch me, watch the throne nigga Ain't no game, when you get GoT, you gots to go nigga And you really thought that I was just a host nigga Nah nigga, I got bars for days Since 04 nigga. Raw nigga. Shout out Cork and Grange They do the most nigga, most niggas way way way way fake You know them joke niggas? Broke niggas way way too much hate Wait Riddle me not I think I'm feeling my energy pop I'm going realer than most when I drop I'll be that Ether that y'all have forgotten Tickety tock Making up time for this hippidy hop Making up rhymes, all in my mind Ever since hickory dickory dock, wait what Ah shit Yeah that's right yes bitch I said it And I only speak the truth, you know we don't do no edits Got a voice note from 3abood, like I sent the beat go check it It got more kicks than Kung Fu ya man sa3log u won't regret it No I'm telling them straight Settle the scores, unsettle the fakes Simmer down wait Cover the flow, simmer the flames Mid, Treble and bass About to come blow in your face I'm Guy Sensei on stage And this is like only my second of gates I be like Easy now, you don't wanna see my bankai Bleaching out these niggas call me hydrogen peroxide Tony Montana Yeah, I swear I feel like that guy Cuz "you point your fingers and you say that's the bad guy Well Ok, say goodnight to the bad guy" Well Ok, say hello to a bad man This time going darker This time going Batman Signal me for the track fam Munch a nigga like PAC Man Ughh All these niggas make me Gyal dem wanna give me So by now I'm feeling All these niggas make me Gyal dem wanna give me So by now I'm feeling And this is just a testiment, I'm better than I've ever been Adrenaline irrelevant, forever in my Element I've been on development Rapping for the hell of it But you would think I'm meant for this You should've checked the evidence like You should've checked the evidence Big L and some Can-i-bus and I've been rapping ever since I'll never stop, never quit Like what you thought, the fuck you think My nigga I is real, I ain't talking bout no settlements Ughh

Для крашеных губ качается клуб, клуб, клуб Сегодня мы собрались в клуб красивых губ Горячих тел, сердечных дел Со мной друзья, все, как и я Твои глаза свели с ума Смелый шаг на танцпол Мы же ближе, ниже, stop control Для крашеных губ качается клуб Я бегу в клуб, между губ Для крашеных губ качается клуб Каждый звук (звук) (клуб) (клуб) Ты не одна среди подруг сплетением рук Мои друзья замкнули круг Всем хорошо, мы налегке Твоя рука в моей руке Смелый шаг на танцпол Мы же ближе, ниже, stop control Для крашеных губ качается клуб Я бегу в клуб, между губ Для крашеных губ качается клуб Каждый звук, stop, stop control Для крашеных губ качается клуб Я бегу в клуб, между губ Для крашеных губ качается клуб Каждый звук (звук) Каждый звук (Для крашеных губ качается клуб) Для крашеных губ качается клуб Я бегу в клуб, между губ Для крашеных губ качается клуб Каждый звук, stop, stop control Для крашеных губ качается клуб Я бегу в клуб, между губ Для крашеных губ качается клуб Каждый звук (звук) (Для крашеных губ качается клуб) (Для крашеных губ качается клуб) (Для крашеных губ качается клуб)

Пришла повестка, милый чё ты растерялся? Наверняка, товарищ обознался. Ты звонишь папе, трусятся коленки. Не ссы в компот, не надо делать пенку. К нам в караоке подошли два друга. Сказали: "Вася, уступи подругам!" Ты побледнел, и стал белее стенки. Не ссы в компот, не надо делать пенку. Как тест на храбрость, сказала две полоски. Ты протрезвел, а был ли пьяный в доску. Да это просто, невинная проверка. Не ссы в компот, не надо делать пенку. Амама-муля, лечу по автобану. Альбом в июле, у Димы всё по плану. Всё под контролем, послушай лучше эту темку. Не ссы в компот, не надо делать пенку.

You got that lemonade, but baby, I ain't buying Need something hotter to melt the ice Get you some Gatorade because your mouth is dying From drooling over me day and night Can't you hold your horses? I know you want the cake, but don't skip all the courses Boy, you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh Won't get to first ba-a-a-a-ase by begging me (Da da da da da da) You wanna play the game? Give me a little space and maybe, you'll get a taste Boy you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh (Da da da da da da) T to the H to the I-R-S-T-Y, you thirsty You thirsty (Da da da da da da) You want that Bottle Pop, you want that Coca-Cola But I'm not ready to open up You want my walls to drop, wanna invite me over Then I'mma need you to slow that talk Can't you hold your horses? I know you want the cake, but don't skip all the courses Boy, you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh Won't get to first ba-a-a-a-ase by begging me (Da da da da da da) You wanna play the game? Give me a little space and maybe, you'll get a taste Boy you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh Now, I'm not saying that you're not my type All that I'm saying is girls never like Boys who come chasing without any steeze We don't like them that thirsty Now I'm not sayin' that you're not my type All that I'm sayin' is girls never like Boys who come chasing without any steeze We don't like them that thirsty Boy, you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh Won't get to first ba-a-a-a-ase by begging me (Da da da da da da) Boy you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh Won't get to first ba-a-a-a-ase by begging me (Da da da da da da) You wanna play the game? Give me a little space and, maybe, you'll get a taste Boy you're too thirsty-ay-ay-ay-ay for me, eh-eh (Da da da da da da) T to the H to the I-R-S-T-Y, you thirsty You thirsty (Da da da da da da) T to the H to the I-R-S-T-Y, you thirsty You thirsty (Da da da da da da)