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Too Many Goats (feat. Rick Ross, Nas & Kevin Cossom) - Berner & B-Real

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@Zala
645
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@Lizi
2,913
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby It's deeper than the rap Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush You know us we the usual suspects The real definition of success Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Seventeen, tryna man up Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods All I got was diabetes and a damn ugg People talkin' down, callin' me a damn sprug Young niggas, all you wanna do is roam free On your own feet, gotta cook your own beef I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimmin' pool I don't owe you niggas nothin' Call me two fingers when you see a nigga stuntin' Black Philip drummin', limousines of the Hummer Penthouse sweet, pretty beach I call the summer Lotta homies pass, see 'em in the future Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral Gotta keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the seven Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush You know us we the usual suspects The real definition of success Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects And still my talent is yet to be challenged Had new jet with my own pilot No blastin' off, but flexin' DJ Khaled My mom stressin' college but my crude sense of logic Did a lude to my empty wallet Try spittin' on a green tinted Accord Which could mean a sentence up north Where the homie was but back then Doe was like a hoard it goldie love, it didn't exist And office foley cuffs was after my wrists Was not Beverly hills where we chilled Imagine this, the nas 'n' rith had to get from rags to rich I used to stand on rooftops, with two glocks Figurin' how do I turn my timbalands to clocks Now reptiles was left out about a watch What is you thinkin'? Murk you Plus the muscle that you bringin' is nothin' to me If you thuggin, a fake and shaked on Cuban, shout out my Ricans Down with all of you gangstas to the roughest Jamiacans Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush You know us we the usual suspects The real definition of success Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects If you ballin' physics, nigga money never flow Meanin' every day I'm livin', tryna stay on flow Coming from a boss, I can predict a double cross Handlers managin' money, they never come across I spend in Africa, Magnamers, numbers involved AK47s singin' win or by sum or you fall? I dealt with brawls and those willin' to sell their soul Over cars and clothes, man I'm talkin' petty hoes Ask ma feddi grow, fuck a feet of spaghettio's I'm club poppin' in Cali shout out to Ariel Somebody dim the lights, triple black tuts 'Cause associated and the flesh is tryna catch up I roam with niggas who destined to get a life sentence Get their baby mama a Lexus for them nice visits Ma nigga got a dub an' love to do the push ups I got a million cash tryna get the kush up Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush You know us we the usual suspects The real definition of success Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush You know us we the usual suspects The real definition of success Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby It's deeper than the rap
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@Aroha
1,972
You cocked back You thought you had it planned, you thought you had your man He saw you comin', he ran when you tried to blast that man You missed him by inches, he sprinted Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished You took the life of him The part about it that's crazy, you was aiight with him Tight with him, why was he in the way? Why was he standin' next to the enemy that specific day? His style never hollas loud, stays reclusive Good dude, got that look like he always about to do shit Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days They never had no probs Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage These two different personalities had to collide Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas died You ask why, cause of a Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose Liars brag, you put work in You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin Streets are full of them, read the bulletin Accident murderer You just a accident murderer We grew up doin' graffiti Now hollows is gettin' heated Seated in foreign cars, constantly gettin' weeded Proceeded to count profits, I know they got on binoculars But fuck 'em all, we ballin' 'til they come lock us up Twenty to life, I'm clubbin' blowin' twenty tonight We the Marlboro, Marley Marlin' all through the night Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever that's Insh'Allah Memoirs of a rich nigga Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers New Benz, chrome rims are for show, killer You niggas accidental shoppers in back of the limo Pay your tithes, stay alive, can't be dodgin' my clique Hundred check, I use your bitch for some bargainin' chips In a hole, sell your home nigga don't sell your soul This forty-five in control, God forgives and I don't Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose Liars brag, you put work in You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin Streets are full of them, read the bulletin Accident murderer You just a accident murderer Accident murderer, accident murderer You just an accident murderer Yo, for my nigga that got killed, got hit up Vodka spills on the concrete, light a swisha, we miss ya And for that girl who never made it home, shot in the dome How they gon' kill that beautiful sista? Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm guessin' Tell me who you impressin'? Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them Make 'em throw up they hands, choke 'em out playin' wrestlin' Watch 'em grow to a man, I see them now they reppin' But they cold-blooded, homie, wonderin' where the respect went Can't play with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas Can't hang with these little niggas, they killin', they reckless Wish I could build with him, but will he change really? Some real killers, I think of Wayne Perry Fake 'til my nigga draws, what you want a name? Tell me You ain't mean to kill him, it wasn't necessary Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose Liars brag, you put work in You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin Streets are full of them, read the bulletin Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose Liars brag, you put work in You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin Streets are full of them, read the bulletin Accident murderer You just a accident murderer Accident murderer You just a accident murderer Accident murderer You just a accident murderer
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@Leja
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You talk a good game I really want to believe you But I got questions in my head like (Is it true, what to do) I don't want to see myself (Play the fool, baby, ooh) Uh uh, no way I perfer you keep it real with me Cuz I-I I don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way when you could just be honest And Imma do what I'm supposed to do if you tell me you got us Why do things the hard way Cuz if you give me your love and I give you mines back If you get to acting up I cut you off like that (I) don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way If love is free, and tough is cheap (Don't make me pay for all your mistakes, boy) Finally go, just be free Let you get to know me (Don't tell the same stories) Talk a good game I really want to believe you Don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way when you could just be honest And Imma do what I'm supposed to do if you tell me you got us Why do things the hard way Cuz if you give me your love then I give you mines back If you get to acting up I cut you off like that (I) don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way Promises and promises You say they all counterfeit If we starting off tellin lies this love ain't ever amount to shit You really think me, I'm the one or you just like the sound of it If the motives all wrong heartaches what your bound to get Give me one shot Better pour quick Imma kill it, girl, full clip You wearing all white, I'm in all black We standing by the ball pit You say I do, I say I do I'm tired of the bullshit I don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way when you could just be honest And Imma do what I'm supposed to do if you tell me you got us Why do things the hard way Cuz if you give me your love then I give you mines back If you get to acting up I cut you off like that (I) don't think I can take another broken promise Why do things the hard way Talk a good game I really want to believe you
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@Gohar
377
You start as lil' bro Then you big bro You start as lil' homie Then you big homie Niggas know me The bitches know me Salute to the Goonies Do a stick up for me When I die blow some weed Pour some liquor for me Know I keep working the whip You couldn't get up on it I've been skrting' off since nextels was chirping off Looking at the stash house Could tell you what the dirt is for I could get deeper with it Tell you what niggas murder for All this fly shit that we living for Superstitious hand is itching I'm bout to get it though Can't trust niggas The UZI is by the kitchen door Be careful what you be wishing for Well to the well is empty What is money for Can't get nothing from nothing I prove different though But never say you gettin' the money Cause they be snitchin' y'all Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack This shit is dreamy Got me weeding bout Nefertiti Bora Bora for a week When I leave Tahiti Campin' ain't' easy but the game still need me Only reason I'm around still I never got greedy The trippy thing about life Is you could live forever Keep your name good In the streets I'm tryna' do better Paper drip with sauce Yeah burnin' nice and slow Another million from the road I'm tryna buy another home I miss the jack, big forty on my lap While I'm ridin' a lot of good keep dyin' Half a pound to the neck I'ma grind tll I see the sunrise We don't rest man We don't even flex now We just feel blessed to wake up In the morning and take another breath Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack Got my bottom bitch bliffin' paper When all the neighbours got the flavor like an hour later Fuck I hate her Mind tripped in like a smoke cloud When my loud niggas have it drippin' From the joint up in my fingers Dead ringers, Rig slingers No blue dreamers Our pants are gettn' fatter while your pockets gettin' leaner Every pack of lit do bring a limoncello so much sweeter Watch these bitches change up their demeanor The grass is greener A thousand lights, ladies bouncin' by the style in sight If you lookin' for the doctor, got to know you pound 'em right It's all gas, better haul ass like you got a hall pass To the spot, payment, all cash So let me light this one and make it smell lovely No matter what you do you could never be above me I keep pushin' till the Sun sets, until the break of dawn Concentrate, I'm dabbin' to the song Mind gone Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack
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@Asher
1445
Shiftin' lines from the paradigm sublime On the streets of Cali, yo what's goin' on in town Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin' I wanna make you feel somethin', excorcise your demons Every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle How can you stay humble when the streets love you I got a bad habit, I'm a winning-addict Livin' in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it Can't afford wasting time when life happens Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide And we killing everything, so rather die We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction Toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion We all play games though none of you niggas call foul New York nigga, but you know I'm smokin' that North Cal See ya landin' in, we have the right to the board now Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound So you want juice, then visit me at the store now I was gettin toward now, before I tore, tore down Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam I got to burn it let's be real I'm wit, burnin' it be real Twenty-four-seven high is always how I be feel We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate All dedication, no education Livin' life every day like I'm on vacation Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination Fake friends, I'm sick of seeing smilin' faces Look, twenty years got him shook Another loss took, cold hearted crook What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer I'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential Pretty model bitch, got great potential Dirty money hidden all in the Renault Top dog in the game, I'm on another level We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate
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