Keloke by Last-Dude lyrics

Keloke

Last-Dude

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro: Eladio Carrión & Ovi]
En bajita como un secreto, pero si yo salgo hay problema, yeah
Yeah, dice

[Estribillo: Ovi & Eladio Carrión]
Fumando mucho hachís, tú dime "¿qué lo que?"
Cumplí lo que prometí, la casa de mami saldé
¿Que está haciendo, my G, que ahora te veo a pie?
Y si me viste en el Ferra fue porque te paseé, yeah
Ando flow Bape, la película es real, no es de Broadway (No)
A la compe me la fumo y van pa'l ashtray
Vivo feliz, to' lo' días son my birthday, yeah, yeah
(¡Sendo cabrón!)

[Verso 1: Eladio Carrión]
Co-co-con la automática
Si quieren problema', soy un libro 'e matemática
Aquí no se platica
Si sacan la plástica e' porque quiere' estática
Pero tú no la aplica', nigga
Ando con par de hijueputa' que mejor que no te luzca'
Como dijo Arca: "Tu talento hay que verlo con lupa"
Pa'l carajo un hater si lo' envidioso' me lo chupan
Si la family 'tá bien, pue', lo demá' no me preocupa, yeah
'Tá to frío, 'tá to' claro, no le bajo, no le paro
'Tá to' Gucci, todo caro, lo que bajo 'tá algaro
30K de un disparo
Yo me siento como Shaq cada ve' que rompo un aro poderoso

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Brodie by Last-Dude lyrics

Brodie

Last-Dude

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Rap

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[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, big 092MLBOA
GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
Brodie gon' what, brodie gon' back out, brodie gon'
Brush 'em
Look, brodie gon', brodie gon' rrh
Diggin' that Louie bag, Louie bag, nigga diggin' that bag
Duffle
Brodie go back out, cut 'em
Brodie go woo, I bet man gon' shoot
Said I'm big 092, know that I'm woo
Don't come to my block, we gon' give 'em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
Two 38's, three 22's

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Knock 'em down, domino, pull up with a .40
Lilo, he get stitched, ayy
Not by the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin
Could a young nigga fuck my bitch
Drop out of school, no flunk
Meditate up on these bitches, nigga, like Monk
It's a walk through the park, but it's not, bitch, I run
Head so good, had to call a replay
Call a Uber up, put her on a e-way
Scratch, scratch, scratch, don't mind me
That's them Percs, let mе itch my face (Pull-pull-pull)
Pull up on him, Grand Theft Auto, chopper with that stick
That bitch go click-clack (Tut-tut-tut)
Put 'еm on the floor like, shit, ayy

[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
Chorus part five, you niggas been waitin'
Good aim with this Glock, should've played in the Matrix
We ain't killed in a while, finna boost up the ratings
I've been poppin' my shit and these niggas they hate it
Throwin' my gang, I'm reppin' my set
I don't want me a Glock, hit his ass with this TEC
Why he got on a vest? 'Cause I aim at his neck
I serve a nigga [?] that shit finesse
Murda, murda, murda, all a nigga know
I can look at the stars, my choppa got a scope
Bitch I'm freestylin', you thought this shit was wrote
My dawg in the cell, I'm just here to give him hope
If a nigga want smoke, bitch you know that it's up
If I pull my dick out, then yo' bitch gonna suck
And he tried to rob me, he ain't know it was tough
And I ain't squashin' no beef, pussy nigga it's stuck, yeah

[Verse 3: Pop Smoke]
Don't get put on a shirt, watch niggas lurk
I keep a Glock, when I'm in church
Spin through your block, step on the clutch
Hit that boy up, then I reverse
Uh, say that I'll call a ape for a Maybach
I'm 823, I get straight cash
(If you got that work, I'ma take that)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, big 092MLBOA
GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
Brodie gon' what, brodie gon' back out, brodie gon'
Brush 'em
Look, brodie gon', brodie gon' rrh
Diggin' that Louie bag, Louie bag, nigga diggin' that bag
Duffle
Brodie go back out, cut 'em
Brodie go woo, I bet man gon' shoot
Said I'm big 092, know that I'm woo
Don't come to my block, we gon' give 'em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
Two 38's, three 22's

[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION]
I feel like I'm yo' daddy, how many times I'm gon' fuck?
Tryna put my dick in her butt
Swerving in that bitch, she bound to take dick
She bound to bust nut, she down to get jiggy
I pass her big dicky, no half, but infinity
Stroke your vicinity, bitches, that coke ending me
Offer it, out for offerin'
Niggas say they "body the pussy", then lets bang
Kill a fuck nigga, he pussy, don’t want pain
Watch a nigga fold or mold, he won’t stay
I've been in a murder, revolved around pain
I’m out of my mind, got disgust in my face
You think I’m pussy ‘til beam hit your face
Glock in yo' mouth, got your bitch at my house
And that bitch tryna fuck, so I’m fuckin' her face (Ayy)

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Tu y Yo Last-Dude

Tu y Yo by Last-Dude lyrics

Tu y Yo

Last-Dude

GENRE

R&B

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[Intro: Duki]
Ante' 'e hablar de mí, pensalo bien
No fuí yo el que fallé
Y ahora que to' te lo conté
Mis secretos sabé', ¿qué le voy a hacer?

[Estribillo: KHEA & Duki]
En la oscuridad estoy buscándote
Juro que no quise lastimarte
Y tus amigas dicen que no-no te hago bien
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Yeah, eh, yeah, eh
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Tú les haces caso y yo estoy muriéndome

[Verso 1: Kidd Keo]
¿Tú quieres que te lleve? Prende uno y vámonos
Ya no estoy pa' nadie, ahora estamo' solo dos
Contando dinero hablo contigo al telephone
Dice que le cante la letra de la canción
Baby, dicen que nos vieron locos por ahí
Cogi'os de la mano en un bar de Madrid
Y es que mi baby está solo puesta pa' mí
Follando borrachos, solos en el camerín

[Estribillo: KHEA & Duki]
En la oscuridad estoy buscándote
Juro que no quise lastimarte
Y tus amigas dicen que no-no te hago bien
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Yeah, eh, yeah, eh
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Tú les haces caso y yo estoy muriéndome

[Verso 2: DANI]
Salgo solo y borra-cho del club (Club)
Cansado de llorar por dentro
Sigo el camino pero no ve-o la luz (Lu')
Miro al costado pero no te encuentro
Me olvidé mi corazón dentro de tu habitación
Devolveme lo' recuerdos
A vece' me olvido quién soy, ahí es donde aparece' vos
Pa' guiarme si me pierdo
Y es que ninguno sabe cómo tratarte (No)
Dónde tocarte (Yeah), cuándo besarte (No)
Y yo soy el único con el que no le molesta mostrarse (Mostrarse)
El que no la persigue a toda' parte', eh

[Estribillo: KHEA & Duki]
En la oscuridad estoy buscándote
Juro que no quise lastimarte
Y tus amigas dicen que no-no te hago bien
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Yeah, eh, yeah, eh
Tú les haces caso mientras que yo estoy muriéndome
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh
Tú les haces caso y yo estoy muriéndome

[Outro: Duki]
(Ante' 'e hablar de mí, pensalo bien)

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On My Last by Chino Cappin' lyrics

On My Last

Chino Cappin'

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R&B

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[Chorus]
I was down on my last, she wouldn’t text me
Now I’m sittin on them racks, she wanna sex me
I see it all, I see it all
I had some niggas I love try to finesse me
'Cause I’m in a v12 from the sixth speed
They want me gone, they want me gone

[Verse 1]
I been gettin money
This shit bussin' out my pants too
I’m Michael Jackson, moonwalkin’
I'ma bad dude, I just had a threesome
With two bitches in the bathroom
She said bands will make her dance
They made that ass move
I know they prayed on my downfall
But I made it out it ain’t my d*mn fault
Don’t let these bitches be your downfall
Bеtter not let thesе bitches make you crash out

[Pre-Chorus]
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Told her have patience
When you dealing with the doctor
Posted like a stop sign
Trying to beat the block up
Bitch, I need answers
I’m trying to run my bands up

[Chorus]
I was down on my last, she wouldn’t text me
Now I’m sittin on them racks, she wanna sex me
I see it all, I see it all
I had some niggas I love try to finesse me
'Cause I’m in a v12 from the sixth speed
They want me gone, they want me gone

[Verse 2]
Everybody wanna show me love now
But I don’t really need no love now
She just want a perky, she on drugs now
But she say she can’t get enough now
She just want party with a young nigga
So I'ma make her turn up for my young nigga
Still getting money, I ain’t done, nigga
Girl, you ain’t fuckin' with no dumb nigga

[Pre-Chorus]
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Told her have patience
When you dealing with the doctor
Posted like a stop sign
Trying to beat the block up
Bitch, I need answers
I’m trying to run my bands up

[Chorus]
I was down on my last, she wouldn’t text me
Now I’m sittin on them racks, she wanna sex me
I see it all, I see it all
I had some niggas I love try to finesse me
'Cause I’m in a v12 from the sixth speed
They want me gone, they want me gone

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Last Winter by Adi M lyrics

Last Winter

Adi M

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Rap

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[Verse 1: Adi M]
Last winter
I dropped forever working title
Forever working on being rival to my idols
I know I'm bringing a small tidal
I know I’ll be winning when I’m selling large vinyls
Going viral on my best art 
While all the Miami models be asking can I be your sweetheart
And they telling an artist gotta make it to the charts
A kick start to selling albums like a la carte
Fall short, you just another rapper
Fall short, you just another rapper
Call you underrated forever climbing a rope ladder
But the numbers don’t matter
College degree in the pocket of my jeans 
No reason for me to never fill my platter

[Pre-Chorus: Adi M]
Music's just another way to capture
All of my thoughts and disasters
And you are part of my chapter
And when I’m with the boys, it’s all about laughter
Music's just another way to capture
All of my thoughts and disasters
And you are part of my chapter
And when I’m with the boys, it’s all about laughter

[Chorus: Adi M]
Separate ways we're planning out our days
Day by day we tryna make through the maze
Lasting bruises on our faces now slowly go away
Slowly go away
Separate ways we're planning out our days
Day by day we tryna make through the maze
Lasting bruises on our faces now slowly go
Now slowly go

[Verse 2: JusLegacy]
Adi called me up like Legacy
“How do you deal with the extra things?”
I say I don’t have the recipe
Music is constantly testing me
And my exes keep on texting me
Needed to move on to better things
Why meddle with destiny?
I try to keep my desires in silence
The money, the problems, the violence, the failure, the timing
And patience a part of the process
You got me?
I, gotta level with you
When a lot is headed to you
And feeling like nobody is listening or messing with you
And the dude that carried the beef just won’t dead it with you
Got you staring in the mirror like wait am I the issue?
Worked on my pride, inside, the lies I tell myself time and time to rise this past December
Don’t ask me why when I survived the trials of mine in stride in time the last couples winter

[Pre-Chorus: JusLegacy]
Music's just another way to capture
All of my thoughts and disasters
All of my pain in a passage 
All of my change in the chapters

[Chorus: JusLegacy & Adi M]
Separate ways we're planning out our days
Day by day we tryna make through maze
Lasting bruises left upon our face, now slowly go
Now slowly go
Separate ways we're planning out our days
Day by day we tryna make through the maze
Lasting bruises on our faces now slowly go
Now slowly go

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Say What Ya Want by KJ-52 lyrics

Say What Ya Want

KJ-52

GENRE

Pop

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[Verse 1: KJ-52]
First off tell me what's your name dude who are you
Man I'm you I'm KJ Five Number 2 man
How can that be man you ain't me man
I'm 52 what are you KJ Five Three man?
Nah see I'm the rapper that yo u used to be
Before you sold out and started rapping so pathetically
I came from the past to battle me?
That's right because you forget what means to be an emcee
Oh I get it cause I'm popular now
And I got a dove award I forgot the underground
You think I forgot how to throw it down
And I can't hold my own that's what your saying to me now?
Yeah that's right and what I'm saying is
You're a biter you write your songs for youth group kids
Dear slim a gimmick everybody's knowing this
Oh you think so we can find out about this

[Chorus]
You can say what you want yep
But I really don't care I really don't care

[Verse 2: KJ-52]
First of all fools like you get devoured
You ain't wack you like wack to the 7th power
I'm a go ahead and expose all ya gimmicks
And leave ya blown out like a tire with a hole in it
You don't' get it battling me that's risky
Your last CD was wack but it made a nice Frisbee
You can't be expect now not to get exposed
When your style's such a copy I could pick it up at Kinkos
How you gonna run up in the place
When your eyebrows look like they exploded off your face
Knowing your rock the pair of same socks for 3 days
Dude is so white he probably bleeds mayonnaise
I'm sorry don't get all mad
Cause your teeth look like you just brush em with a brillo pad
Don't be sad that's not what I mean
I mean it smells like an animal went and died between ya teeth but..
[Verse 3: KJ-52]
I'm all up in your atmosphere
And I'm blowing out your mind like sticking dynamite in your ear
Yeah don't even try to step
When the rhymes are so tight you could use them for spandex
You should know when to quit
Cause I ain't feeling you like I chopped off my fingertips
See I ain't even bluffing
I could take you without saying ....
How you gonna get all up on it
When your forehead so big I could write my next song on it
I didn't mean it dog gone it
I meant the junk is so big I could pull out a paintbrush and draw on it
Don't be looking at me strange
When your hair is so greasy I think it needs an oil change
Fo sheezy I'm the real 52
Welcome to the city of wackness population only you

[Verse 4: KJ-52]
You gonna have to shut your mouth
So you can finally see what the kj is all about
Yeah no doubt I'll be the first to admit it
That since I started now a days I rap a lot different
But c'mon man you got to be kidding
I can't stay the exact same way now be realistic
Music evolves that's being artistic
There's just one thing that stays consistent
Its just Jesus first in every single lyric
Hopefully that's apparent I care less if ya feel it
Label what I do as nothing more than gimmicks
In fact label me a sell out in fact I agree with it
Sold out to Christ sold out my life
Plus I sold out the show I did last night
And if I sold out to doing God's plan
And that makes me a sell out that's what I am then

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