Free Cash by 438Snappy lyrics

Free Cash

438Snappy

GENRE

Rap

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Hook

Hop in the mosh pit
He trynna start shit

Hop In The whip wit a stick
In my arm pit

We beat his ass
And he try to squash shit

I’m on the block
Wit a zip of that hi tec

I want him dead
But he ain’t been found yet

Lurk on his block
Every day like a stalker

I’m find his bitch ass
Put him in a body bag

Read between the lines
Just like polygraph

Verse
Dip
N
Four flat

Skirt
We on that

Feel like beezy
We hitting hard hat

100 percent flip
Just like a cartwheel

We got the block hot
Just like a sunrise

That nigga on tik tok
We make em kick rock
Nigga run up
100 shots make a bitch Drop

Just like a pot hole
We got a strict code
Jit tried to run up
We took that jit soul

Smooth like a tip toе
Act like a straight hoe
He told on his partna
But hе say that he gang tho


Niggas be sweet
They soft like mangos

Oops pull up
I put in a cheat code

Call up my Chico
Vato name Tito
Clips they fat
Look like burrito

My nigga Versace
Look like the migos

Cool ass choppa
Call it Carlito
We throw a rocket
It like torpedos

We don’t fade niggas
We drive by in stelos

Stop talking bout beef
U really don’t squeeze bro

We was 16 plotting on kilos
Cash in the back of the whip wit a piece tho
Nigga run up he dead diseased hoe
Free cash
Whoopty wu
Rip nino
Rip Chico

Niggas get popped trynna play like they street bro
He peeped thru the blinds
Got shot thru the peep hole


Tie up a nigga like
Suit n tuxedo

We get them chip
Like we work at casino

Lottery ticket
Bih we hit for a kilo

Feeling like curry
We never miss free throw

Beefing wit a nigga
But where is the cheese bro

Cash woulda been came back if it wasn’t for Rico
RIP JayJay
Speak on bro ain’t nun but mellee
Niggas pop out at y’a spot
Make y’a vacate
Screaming out gang gang
We really bang bang
Flexing wit that sack and we taking yo chain chain gang
I’ll never stop screaming out dead game


Hook

Hop in the mosh pit
He trynna start shit

Hop In The whip wit a stick
In my arm pit

We beat his ass
And he try to squash shit

I’m on the block
Wit a zip of that hi tec

I want him dead
But he ain’t been found yet

Lurk on his block
Every day like a stalker

I’m find his bitch ass
Put him in a body bag

Read between the lines
Just like polygraph

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Big Sherm by Mike Sherm lyrics

Big Sherm

Mike Sherm

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro]
(You say this don't slap?)

[Verse]
I’m an OG in this shit, but everything new-ki
No cap, I don't ever hit the same groupies
You can't say I’m doin' bad, 'cause the 'fit Gucci
Dog shit, always gotta take a big dooky
Pink slips, nigga, I don't even rent movies
Do a hundred in that bitch like a Suzuki
Bitch tried to set the play, but I get coochie
I'll smoke her ass too, boy, this bitch stupid
Still ballin' on these niggas, but I ain't hoopin’
Don’t get it fucked up like I ain't boomin’
Green bean, money team, so I ain't losin'
Same niggas in the pic, ain't no recruitin’
Suckers cliquin' up with suckers, niggas look stupid
My nigga do the same thing, I ain't gon' approve it
I ain't tryna squash beef, ain't no solution
Hit my bitch, now the neighbors think I'm abusivе
Ain't no nigga hit my bitch 'cause she exclusivе
Seen my bro on paperwork, ain't no excuses
First I let her eat the meat, then I excuse her
MAC in the backpack, fuck a computer
Heard a nigga robbed me, that was a big rumor
I'll treat a jackboy like an intruder
I'm a one-man army, I'm a real trooper
Yacht boy, I ain't never been to Vancouver
I ain't never switchin' up, I'ma rerock it
I'll beat a nigga ass, ain't no beatboxin'
Hella D's in my watch, I ain't G-Shockin'
Hoes think that I'm a pimp, I be slick talkin'
Fuck around and start a trend like a TikToker
I'm a fuckin' pornstar, not a lip locker
I let niggas talk shit, I'm a bitch blocker
I don't think I missed yet, I'm a hit dropper
They used to call me Lil Mike, now it's Big Sherm
I don't play about my money, bitch, I'm Big Worm
Chicken pokin' out my pocket, that's a big bird
Why you fightin' over hoes? We can switch turns
How my bank account look, I can retire
You can't get the same jugg 'cause the fee higher
Nigga, I am not dead, this a reminder
Y'all could've took me out the game, nigga, keep tryin', bitch

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Zero Companions by Patmax lyrics

Zero Companions

Patmax

GENRE

Rap

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I don't trust a mother fuccin soul
I can say that
I done seen things with my eyes
You can’t relate to that
It's real life outchea
I see My momma cry
Cos it's hard outchea
Clap them niggas with that tricking shit
I’m unfamiliar with them hoes that walk around with clothes
Squash these niggas like roaches
You ain't gonna get no fame with no promotion
I'm hoping
I'm a hooper
Like Jordan in his prime
I ain't fucking with no bad boys coming from the pistons
It's hilarious how people act
When they see you face to face
Imma smile back like I just beat the case
This life is a race
It's a journey
I get horny
Cos pussy got my mind made up
You can catch me and my dons at my yard in Lagos
Me and my whole team balling
You can't take us
It’s getting scary
How I tear the beat up
It’s Patmax in the game
Mother fucca in the game
I'm the best in the game
Killing shit left and right
Like I’m planning this shit
I got no companion in this shit
One man army
O.Y.O
On your own mother fucca
Everything is fake
Realise
Only the real will realise

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Old maid by Squash lyrics

Old maid

Squash

GENRE

Pop

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[Verse 1]
Is it so bad to go out like that?
This old game of solitaire's had me rapt for years, I'm glad
Is it so bad to sit with my screen?
The telephones in reach
So I'll reach it when it rings

[Chorus]
Or these ghosts could take me home, I'm tired of being lonesome
Ghosts take me home, the living think I'm wholesome
But I'd go to hell in spades if I wouldn't be an old maid
My words used to be gold to the ghosts
Please take me home

[Verse 2]
Is it so bad to toss out my cards?
I've got it in my keyboard, commands memorized by heart
I started practicing in spring 2003
You were with me
You were with me

[Verse 3]
These cards don't have a box anymore
The rubber band ball you made for me has long rolled out the door
It's nice to watch the cards one by one slip through the floor
[Chorus]
Ghosts take me home, I'm tired of being lonesome
Ghosts take me home, the living think I'm wholesome
But I'd go to hell in spades if I wouldn't be an old maid

[Verse 4]
I'll look up till my brain breaks every relative that ain't called this way
I'll click each link right to the brink of sanity I'm offering
No shipping fee, for free, this deck of cards
They were grandpa's

[Chorus]
You could take them home, they're tired of being lonesome
You could take them home, they're incomplete, I lost some
And I'll go to hell in spades, but you could play old maid
Please take, take them home

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