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DJ Khaled Ft Future, Nicki Minaj & Rick Ross _ I Wanna be with you

Oh Gad
No time buh just have to drop this sh.it
ma niggaz

Balling in the game/
Mehn i've got a ticket to the halla fame/
erry where i go they rap ma CD say ma name/
niggaz droping lame verses, fink they gone insane/

hundred million jeaz in a gun play/
what i spit iz evil in a bright day/
trembles in tha land cause, i've come to stay/

mehn i get paid for the f*cking sh.it i drop/
niggaz pissed off, call em monkies in a home/
what you see is the evidence of what i've got/
and yo niggaz fink ama wack like you are, uh?/
fink twice/

where i spit, there you sit & shut tha f*ck up/
casue,ama god, ama boss, ama rap glad/
rapidly rapping & am glad/
nigga hoe stop doing like you're matrix/
cause, you always gonna loose the magic/

i do ma tinz ma way, and these wack rapper finking ama machine/
i drop, they sort/
i spit, they flamed/
Lyrics so cheap like their name sound/
5naira worthless shi.t in ma trash can/
i bring noise where the lions are sleeping sound/

you suck ma niggaz

Say ma name when you ready

Oh Gad
No time buh just have to drop this sh.it
ma niggaz

Balling in the game/
Mehn i've got a ticket to the halla fame/
erry where i go they rap ma CD say ma name/
niggaz droping lame verses, fink they gone insane/

hundred million jeaz in a gun play/
what i spit iz evil in a bright day/
trembles in tha land cause, i've come to stay/

mehn i get paid for the f*cking sh.it i drop/
niggaz pissed off, call em monkies in a home/
what you see is the evidence of what i've got/
and yo niggaz fink ama wack like you are, uh?/
fink twice/

where i spit, there you sit & shut tha f*ck up/
casue,ama god, ama boss, ama rap glad/
rapidly rapping & am glad/
nigga hoe stop doing like you're matrix/
cause, you always gonna loose the magic/

i do ma tinz ma way, and these wack rapper finking ama machine/
i drop, they sort/
i spit, they flamed/
Lyrics so cheap like their name sound/
5naira worthless shi.t in ma trash can/
i bring noise where the lions are sleeping sound/

you suck ma niggaz

Say ma name when you ready

Krizzkutz, dj5naira...............
you suck ma niggaz

Back again

you motherfuckers Krizzkutz,dj5naira and co/ jiggling cause you cant cope/
i ain't some B*tch @ss wack rapper like you do kutz/ Off ma lane, you aint ma suit(folks)/
am tha king, f*ck, i blind rhymes like you cant (fool), you claiming am a fisher man/
mehn it just a lyrics, i drop shi.t, you get inched/ am the best, no. 1 and none can contest/
your best man is like i must confess/ Jeezy is the best/ma punchlines you cant compell/


what ever you say is just wack off me/ give a motherfuckin' Lyrics that got yo off key/
Never fading, no.1 forver/ Ma lyrics so elivating & your wack eliminating/
you nigga go on and absorb it/ cause you messing wif tha rap mainstream/
f*ck Loseeeeeeeeers, you're just losing it/ i keep making ill verses, that got you killed
It’s means I’m supably hurtin' you (nigga)/ How many more verses should i present to prove
i got the rap sh.it/ Mo.therfucker ma skils is a rap kit
check out ma flow, ma punches, ma swagg, they got you ill, when I speak in tongues/
you go on and sort,
You suck nigga

Say ma name when you're ready

Intro

Krizzkutz, ama go easy on you
not to hurt your feelings boy
Casue, you messing wit the Rap Glad


Rapping like you cant in a life time/
going so easy cause, it ma fuckin time/
i bring it to the world wat you cant in a damn Geneartion/
call me jeezy, cause,i've got some gad damn population /

I put ma pen on a sheet and your best verse is like a Sculpture/
Made a living and a killing off this custom/
I've got some terrible skill call it a stunt stuff/
don't fink you really wanna get into a pissin’ match wit’ this rappidy-rap glad/

I got paid for these lyrical acrobat/
while you're still pissing in the class/
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin record wit ma rap class/
waqq Rapper Krizzkutz having a rough time wit ur boring lines/
It's realy disastrously bad for the wack like /

While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece Stuff/
leading a new school full of students more classified than Krizzkutz/
You gays think it's all a game, mehn it a life style/
Off ma lane and tell me what the f*ck you thinking you Little gaay lookin' boy/
so, gaay can you barely look straight into ma face and tell this shi,t boy?/

worked for every single fin I've got/
Never ask nobody for sh.it, get tha f*ck outta my face boy/
You're a zombie in the game, but I got your babe moma wit ma fame /
to be truthful my honesty's brutal/
I've got alota rhyme that can make you Motherfu*ker cry/
ma flows you cant even try/
Rappers like Krizzkutz, MissLirusehn, Ibime ..... hungrily
looking at me like it's lunchtime/

You get too big and here they come trying to censor you/
F*ck you nigga go on and dance skelewu/
you aint ma class, call you ewu/
And I don't know what the f*ck you rhyme for/
put you all in a line, with an AK-47, a revolver and a nine/
You're pointless Like Lamar with yo f*cking lines/
You write normal, finking you'r normal,f*ck being normal boy/

Say ma name when you ready

Intro

Krizzkutz, ama go easy on you
not to hurt your feelings boy
Casue, you messing wit the Rap Glad


Rapping like you cant in a life time/
going so easy cause, it ma fuckin time/
i bring it to the world wat you cant in a damn Geneartion/
call me jeezy, cause,i've got some gad damn population /

I put ma pen on a sheet and your best verse is like a Sculpture/
Made a living and a killing off this custom/
I've got some terrible skill call it a stunt stuff/
don't fink you really wanna get into a pissin’ match wit’ this rappidy-rap glad/

I got paid for these lyrical acrobat/
while you're still pissing in the class/
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin record wit ma rap class/
waqq Rapper Krizzkutz having a rough time wit ur boring lines/
It's realy disastrously bad for the wack like /

While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece Stuff/
leading a new school full of students more classified than Krizzkutz/
You gays think it's all a game, mehn it a life style/
Off ma lane and tell me what the f*ck you thinking you Little gaay lookin' boy/
so, gaay can you barely look straight into ma face and tell this shi,t boy?/

worked for every single fin I've got/
Never ask nobody for sh.it, get tha f*ck outta my face boy/
You're a zombie in the game, but I got your babe moma wit ma fame /
to be truthful my honesty's brutal/
I've got alota rhyme that can make you Motherfu*ker cry/
ma flows you cant even try/
Rappers like Krizzkutz, MissLirusehn, Ibime ..... hungrily
looking at me like it's lunchtime/

You get too big and here they come trying to censor you/
F*ck you nigga go on and dance skelewu/
you aint ma class, call you ewu/
And I don't know what the f*ck you rhyme for/
put you all in a line, with an AK-47, a revolver and a nine/
You're pointless Like Lamar with yo f*cking lines/
You write normal, finking you'r normal,f*ck being normal boy/

Say ma name when you ready

Alright den

Oh Gad

Rockstar, lifestyle, Number 1, i've got em in the House naaked/
Panatela dutchie, wine in my tall glass Jecking/

My life is a video and the B*tches wanna watch/
When am on the Mic no f*cking
Cause I’ll serve anyone like a blind waiter/
I’ll make ur girl cuum first, then arrive later/

Loyal to the game, the game been good to me/
Still spitting fire, you niggas wood to me/
You coming with it; am coming for it/
Real shi.t people, now just absorb it/

I try to pay attention but y'all mad boring/
Hit or miss, I hit your misses/
You're local news, I’m 60 Minutes/
I hit the target, I hit the witness/

B*tch, I bring tha noise where the lions sleep/
Your flow never wet, like grandma's p*ssy/
I’m always good, like Grandma cookies/
Better tell them hoes I got a million flows/
Label me the hardest nigga in civilian clothes/

far from bein' shallow cause she caught me wit a smile, try to figure out my style/
baby that will take a minute but if all we got is time/
Listen,

I'm tha king in the game, I'm a don, I'm a boss/
I'm a profit, I'm a g, My money long, my nigga my money strong/
if you ain't gettin' money dat mean you done somethin' wrong/

nigga you're a clown, here's the number you should dial/
you start wit 305 but we end at 4 pounds
money is a must, so you know what? you can suck,

DONE

Oh Gad

Rockstar, lifestyle, Number 1, i've got em in the House naaked/
Panatela dutchie, wine in my tall glass Jecking/

My life is a video and the B*tches wanna watch/
When am on the Mic no f*cking
Cause I’ll serve anyone like a blind waiter/
I’ll make ur girl cuum first, then arrive later/

Loyal to the game, the game been good to me/
Still spitting fire, you niggas wood to me/
You coming with it; am coming for it/
Real shi.t people, now just absorb it/

I try to pay attention but y'all mad boring/
Hit or miss, I hit your misses/
You're local news, I’m 60 Minutes/
I hit the target, I hit the witness/

B*tch, I bring tha noise where the lions sleep/
Your flow never wet, like grandma's p*ssy/
I’m always good, like Grandma cookies/
Better tell them hoes I got a million flows/
Label me the hardest nigga in civilian clothes/

far from bein' shallow cause she caught me wit a smile, try to figure out my style/
baby that will take a minute but if all we got is time/
Listen,

I'm tha king in the game, I'm a don, I'm a boss/
I'm a profit, I'm a g, My money long, my nigga my money strong/
if you ain't gettin' money dat mean you done somethin' wrong/

nigga you're a clown, here's the number you should dial/
you start wit 305 but we end at 4 pounds
money is a must, so you know what? you can suck,

DONE

Alz Niggaz spiting lame verses, (Lamar)/
Say you be rapper & shina rambo your role model/
you ain't a rapper call you wrapper/

I ain't here to judge/
cause, you niggaz mother f*ckers cant event judge me/
trying to rate ya where ya belong/
kidsco watching sponge bob that what i mean/
ancient lines, f*ck,

you're messing wif rap gladiator/
Don't even try to diss me cause, ama a message to ur brain (Stray bullet)/
Call me when you're ready, you wack *ss rappers/

If you are legend in the game drop your flows here,
we're just doing it for fun & life style as well

Rick ross ft John Legend _ Magnificent

Good day ma niggaz,

God bless amerika by Lil wayne

Let's go underground on these commericial niggas/ Wack *ss rapper Ibime Crackers jumped out ama king niggaz/
Lord forgive me ma sin but i just have to say this Shi.t/ Ibime on a tourney and shi.t's so far from tha Kingship/

Let me tell you bout the last beef/ Ak-47, seven times seven feet/ Ibime was the victim/
dropping lame verses like niggaz in the kitchen/ yo babe moma fell in love with a villain/
I slept with a pistols under your B*tch as's Pu'ssy/Kuch and lean flowing through ma brain/
2 pills, fink I'm hearin' 2pac speaking/ I always had a plan to let ma grand wizard/

Send trembles through the land when ibiem is spitting wack and silly/ yo hard core is like what i whisper/
Go on, sacrifice your sister, let the boiz flip her/ Like Mr. King had a dream we already missing ya/
Talking dirty to these nigga with my Lister/ Just getting it right cause in my life I been from hell and back/
just being nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em that/

Niggas getting high, Wif ma kilavibes/Off season but I practice like I got a game today/
and errybody ain't gon' make it out it's a shame to say/Feeling like Ibime before the fade away/
I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade away?/Buf these haters motivate me in a crazy way/

I'm blowing up I did ma fin ma own way/ They want my soul and my body for a little chain/
I'm dancing with the Illuminati call it Soul Train/ Last night Ibime you forgot to pray for shi.t that you got today./
Cause in this game we shooting metal like it's pin ball./I put this Shi.t to your face like a lip gloss./
I fink you killed errybody in the game last tourney./

F*ck it, I was on/ You know I want it all and then some/ Shots came, I don't know where they from/
Probably some bad hoes like ibime I'm 'bout to take the hint from/

Yeah,

you know me well, nigga/ I mean you ain't a real nigga/ You're a Slave to the pus'sy but I'm just playing the field, nigga/
Mehn you flows bore me: paint drying/ And I be hearing the shi.t you say through the grapevine/
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time/ I just been playing, I ain't even notice I was winning/
And this is the only Nigga you should fear Ibi/

Mehn, these kids wear crowns over here and fink everything is alright/
shout out to alz niggas doing dead line and call it rap time/And f*ck the nigga that fink it's their time


DONE

Let's go underground on these commericial niggas/
Wack *ss rapper Ibime Crackers jumped out ama king niggaz/
Lord forgive me for my sin but i just have to say this/
Ibime on a tourney and shi.t's so far from tha Kingship/

Let me tell you bout the last beef/
Ak-47, seven times seven feet/
Ibime was the victim/
dropping lame verses like niggaz in the kitchen/

yo babe moma fell in love with a villain/
I slept with a pistols under your B*tch as's Pu'ssy/
Kuch and lean flowing through ma brain/
2 pills, fink I'm hearin' 2pac speaking/

I always had a plan to let ma grand wizard/
Send trembles through the land when ibiem is spitting wack and silly/
yo hard core is like what i whisper/
Go on, sacrifice your sister, let the boiz flip her/

Like Mr. King had a dream we already missing ya/
Talking dirty to these nigga with my Lister/
Just getting it right cause in my life I been from hell and back/
just being nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em that/

Niggas getting high, Wif ma kilavibes/
Off season but I practice like I got a game today/
and errybody ain't gon' make it out it's a shame to say/
Feeling like Ibime before the fade away/
I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade away?/

Buf these haters motivate me in a crazy way
I'm blowing up I did ma fin ma own way/
They want my soul and my body for a little chain/
I'm dancing with the Illuminati call it Soul Train/

Last night Ibime you forgot to pray for shi.t that you got today./
Cause in this game we shooting metal like it's pin ball./
I put this Shi.t to your face like a lip gloss./
I fink you killed errybody in the game last tourney./

F*ck it, I was on/
You know I want it all and then some/
Shots came, I don't know where they from/
Probably some bad hoes like ibime I'm 'bout to take the hint from/

Yeah,

you know me well, nigga/
I mean you ain't a real nigga/
You're a Slave to the pus'sy but I'm just playing the field, nigga/
Mehn you flows bore me: paint drying/

And I be hearing the shi.t you say through the grapevine/
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time/
I just been playing, I ain't even notice I was winning/
And this is the only Nigga you should fear Ibi/

Mehn, these kids wear crowns over here and fink everything is alright/
shout out to alz niggas doing dead line and call it rap time/
And f*ck the nigga that fink it's their time


DONE

Let's go underground on these commericial niggas/
Wack *ss rapper Ibime Crackers jumped out ama king niggaz/
Lord forgive me for my sin but i just have to say this/
Ibime on a tourney and shi.t's so far from tha Kingship/

Let me tell you bout the last beef/
Ak-47, seven times seven feet/
Ibime was the victim/
dropping lame verses like niggaz in the kitchen/

yo babe moma fell in love with a villain/
I slept with a pistols under your B*tch as's Pu'ssy/
Kuch and lean flowing through ma brain/
2 pills, fink I'm hearin' 2pac speaking/

I always had a plan to let ma grand wizard/
Send trembles through the land when ibiem is spitting wack and silly/
yo hard core is like what i whisper/
Go on, sacrifice your sister, let the boiz flip her/

Like Mr. King had a dream we already missing ya/
Talking dirty to these nigga with my Lister/
Just getting it right cause in my life I been from hell and back/
just being nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em that/

Niggas getting high, Wif ma kilavibes/
Off season but I practice like I got a game today/
and errybody ain't gon' make it out it's a shame to say/
Feeling like Ibime before the fade away/
I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade away?/

Buf these haters motivate me in a crazy way
I'm blowing up I did ma fin ma own way/
They want my soul and my body for a little chain/
I'm dancing with the Illuminati call it Soul Train/

Last night Ibime you forgot to pray for shi.t that you got today./
Cause in this game we shooting metal like it's pin ball./
I put this Shi.t to your face like a lip gloss./
I fink you killed errybody in the game last tourney./

F*ck it, I was on/
You know I want it all and then some/
Shots came, I don't know where they from/
Probably some bad hoes like ibime I'm 'bout to take the hint from/

Yeah,

you know me well, nigga/
I mean you ain't a real nigga/
You're a Slave to the pus'sy but I'm just playing the field, nigga/
Mehn you flows bore me: paint drying/

And I be hearing the shi.t you say through the grapevine/
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time/
I just been playing, I ain't even notice I was winning/
And this is the only Nigga you should fear Ibi/

Mehn, these kids wear crowns over here and fink everything is alright/
shout out to alz niggas doing dead line and call it rap time/
And f*ck the nigga that fink it's their time


DONE

They said life is a b*tch/ men, i've got the best b*itch/
see ma b*tch is seexy/ ma life so extrime/

am rated first class/ got the kinda cash you can never imagine/
hate or love me that ya f*cking biz/ all i care money/

wanna race wif me?/ don't fink you fit in/
ama bad nigga/ not your suit nigga/ money over erry fin, that's all fink nigga/
They dont know, i own this game/ so much money men money got me sagging/

uh
am in great move/ more pleasure when you hating/
the only opionion i've got iz f*ck ya/ so magnificent & none cant stop me not even a St./

Million bellion bags of money that's of money that's all i care/
b*tches seexy ladies wanna be under ma care/ pay em off cash like i pay ma dues/
to many money wanna fit on a suit

DONE

Letter to Ibime

Well, well, well

I've been waiting on you b*tch *ss nigga/
take a piss wif another niggaz dick/

Ion care what you f*cking spit/ dummy i own this/
and your babe be like honey he's got it/

and that's a bad news/
cause am gonna put her in the mode, send her nuude pix to you/

make you cry like a malu/
St*pid *ss nigga i keyed you/

remember you cleaned ma shoe/
can you aford a vip?
are for real?/

or you're just spitting junks/
nigga you were glad to be ma homie/

f*ck nigga, you getting hatch, cause ma lines so classic/
and am like lemme take a shot and make em fade away/

alz niggaz f*king fake and waist/
what i cant take is let ya talk to me in a crazy way/

i get tuff, even without a snuff/
I put this mess to ya face like a ring worm/

DONE

Open letter ft Yung6ix

At least twice a week

Stop spiting rubish & get wasted like grand ma's P*ssy/
Alz nigggaz chasing after me, men i've got no p*ssy

B*tches wanna smoke on ma dick/
Buh f*ck,
i ain't the kinda guy you can f*ck wif, you can see ive got class/

fittering lines online Ibeme can't compose
i ain't gonna waste ma f*cking time wif ya (ZLUK)/

Don't wanna kill ma vibes
Mind ya i've always got upper hands, (Killer fight)/

No. 1 & none can contest/
ur best rapper be like, i must confess/
Raaaaaaapjeezy is the best/

Wait a minute, who Da F*ck do you fink you are?/
going king on nairaland, lines so bitchy(KIm Kardeshian)/

F*ck you *ss hole niggaz wif a sick dick/
i ain't on a tourney buh i won the grammy/
Don't fink Funny, Mack Henry iz ma homie/

Call me when you're ready
then i see ya when i see ya

DONE

Back again the game GLACIERZ, Ibeme, ZLUK you guyz are inform/ buh f**k am in uniform/
you need some Bigup formations or i send ya back to relegation/
See i've got education, wanna learn i can be your tutor/
you niggaz gone fearless, dropping ill verses call it rap lines/
Wanna know what rap iz Uh? rap iz me/
come to ma condo and give ya erry fin that's better than better,/
better than what you wack a***ss rappers cant even do in a whole century/
Stop pestering, you learners ah/
you ain't even a leaner, call ya beggarz/
You Spit shits smelling like a public over filled toilets/
fink am lying ask Dj 5naira
Wack rappers calling selves kings/ oh ma God what's rap turn into?
Child's play,4play, what ever/
Fink you're a rap learner then i raise 2pac & Biggie from the dead/
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

DONE

Alz Niggaz spiting lame verses, Lamar//
Say you be rapper & shina rambo your role model//
you ain't a rapper call you wrapper//
I ain't here to judge//
cause, you niggaz mother fuckers cant event judge me//
trying to rate ya where you belong//
kidsco watching sponge bob that what i mean//
ancient lines,
f**k, you're messing wif rap gladiator//
Don't even try to diss me cause, I'll send a message to ur brain Stray bullet//
Call me when you're ready you wack *ss rappers//

August Alsina feat Trinidad james - I luv this sh*t