Bankroll by Wild Wes lyrics

Bankroll

Wild Wes

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro]
Oou, yeah! What?
Yeah, Nebula
Wild Wes

[Hook]
My homies got my stack of cash, I got that bankroll
You haters miss, I call that a free throw
We're making bread, these haters end up dead
You keep hating on Red, boy that’s enough said
My homies got my stack of cash, I got that bankroll
You haters miss, I call that a free throw
We're making bread, these haters end up dead
You keep hating on Red, boy that's enough said

[Verse]
I’ve got some f**king bad news
I can never catch a f**king break I'll take a f**king cruise
What's the haters need to take is a f**king joke
Mosquito said it best, these haters don't want no smoke
You'll pretend that this album ain't s**t
You go crazy for the other artists y'all get f**king lit
Oh! An outdated term, so this albums trash
You think this albums that bad? You smoking pack!

[Hook]
My homies got my stack of cash, I got that bankroll
You haters miss, I call that a free throw
We're making bread, these haters end up dead
You keep hating on Red, boy that’s enough said
My homies got my stack of cash, I got that bankroll
You haters miss, I call that a free throw
We’re making bread, these haters end up dead
You keep hating on Red, boy that's enough said

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Rock of Ages by Wes King lyrics

Rock of Ages

Wes King

GENRE

Pop

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Rock of Ages, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood
From thy riven side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure
Cleanse me from its guilt and power

Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill thy law's demands
Could my zeal no respite know
Could my tears forever flow
All for sin could not atone
Thou must save, and thou alone

And nothing in my hands I bring
Simply to Thy cross I cling
Foul, I to the Fountain fly
Wash me, Savior, or I die

And while I draw this fleeting breath
And when my eyes shall close in dеath
And when I soar to worlds unknown
See Thee on Thy judgment throne
Rock of Agеs, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee
Oh, let me hide myself in Thee

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DANIEL SALAKO DISS TRACK by POISON20 FEAT VHENUM lyrics

DANIEL SALAKO DISS TRACK

POISON20 FEAT VHENUM

GENRE

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Your not worthy to diss me
--
Salako,salako,you no dey hear word.(for where)
Shey you know the guy say the guy way u wan diss , if hin just breath you no fit handle am ohhh

VERSE 1
I held papers and pencils,the battle lines drawn
Salako hold it there, you ain't even my son
Newbie like you run your mouth marathon
(slow)food is ready now ,I'm eating you for lunch

If you were microsoft you wouldn't excel
Biologically to me your a cell
My life's like a movie get your ass on the scene
Cause your lines leave a pool(Liverpool) definition whackness

(slow)I diss play (display) like I do beef for fun
Nigga ya fake as a car from belgium
Then Spanish just came in to fix you for fun
I know that I'm hot cause my lyrics do burn

Eres tan feo , a que hiciste illorar a una cebolla
(you're so ugly u made an onion cry)
El burro save mas que tu
(even donkeys know more than you)
No-seas-gilipollas
Cada vez que the bro me acuerdo de sacur la basura
(anytime I see you I remember to take out my trash)

You fit para shoot gun,face be like parashoot
My lyrics touch you soft like meat inside stew
You fit look like Chris brown but all eyes ain't on you
When you do talk people do think it came from a fool

(fast)
Sign your will na your only autograph
Your eye like blind man way wan take photograph
Put your words on a scale yet you making no point
Your words seems retarded na your only point

Shout out to big boss hail Wes from the West
Only you verify , vhenum is the best
As for that clown claiming he's the best
What point is he making ,we no dey do test

I am a God in a human body
Sorry laycon had to borrow something
This guy dey do like awiwasabi
If I can talk they be saying sorry

My lyrics got flow ,come down like the rain
You shouldn't diss me ,if you ain't got brains
I know that you tried, but it's all in vain
I stare at your face all I can see is pain

Since I'm so hot you can call me "la flame"
Lyrics so hot, shit ain't the same
I aim for "the first"(salako's nickname) not for the fame
Pull your cap on your face so you cover your shame

The only support you have is your walking stick
Even your lyrics sound like a dumb antic
Your lyrics harsh but it wouldn't tick
I see ya vexing go play with a stick

My lyrics bring action just like murder scenes
Even when I talk I kill assassin's
I'm getting praised all from Johnny sins
And I can't waste my time on you petty thing

VERSE 2
(let's just give this guy one minute silence)
Hook:yh yh yhh yh
Yhh hh hhh yh yh yhh yh ×2

I left this space ,all just for you
Silence is the best answer for a fool
So my lyrics could drown you in a pool
Now that you know stop acting cool

I wipe you clean, just like detergents
I am your God obey my commandments
Open to my page I'm the new testament
My own wisdom is very permanent

I know you can't talk
Cause I stepped on your tongue
Now your lyrics cut short
When you see the king Kong

Urinate on your bed
So you can rest in peace
You lost all the lenses
So u can't capture this

I got you on your knees
Now you're next to defeat
The next time I see you
You down three feet

I put drinks on a tray
Just to serve GOD
When I listen to your flows
I always get bored

Let me tell you something
A friendly advice
Next time you wan diss
Go look for your size

If you come near me
U fit be sacrifice
Cause I got no emotions
Especially for flies.....

Salakooooooooo
Shey I no warn you
You wan dey do over Sabi abi
U don forget say na certified boss you dey follow drag.....

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Lyric: Feud Is On by COZ

Feud Is On

COZ

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro]
Mmm
Okay
From here on not a mothafuckin thang goes down
Unless we involved
From Oakland, C.A. to 5th ward Texas
Try to get our hands on shit
Peace to the niggas in the O
P-Ville and the village
This my hood the nickel 5th ward Texas
Lil J the originator of the rap-a-lot family
One love
It's a lot of niggas sleepin in this here game
But Cōz ain't and I damn sho' ain't
So lay it down niggas
A new era is about to begin
A new king commeth
So hear ye hear ye mothafuckas
This is our turn
*Evil laughter*

[Verse 1: Cōz]
What what man I can't stop these bloody nightmares
A nigga's hittin' the flow, sendin' 'em off to see the wiz
Lеavin' buckshots is in his deck rows (Ho's)
Yeah I said it (ho's) You nevеr knew what hit ya, split ya
All you know is we got wit' ya (Yeah)
Would you wanna party with a power [?]
I'm full of the dank, watchin' you walk the plank
While the sharks awaiting [?]
And since you know I'm against the realness
It's ridiculous see, .380 to ya fuckin' head as your lungs stop breathin'
Now we even it's the mothafuckin' terror like Wes Craven
My style leave grey hair and mothafuckas chest cave in
You better run mothafucker as I flex
What's next nigga? What's up nigga? I got blood on yo' Hilfiger
How the fuck yo figure? That we ain't got no nuts?
We nathin' but pirates ready to raid yo bitch ass up

[Chorus]
In my hood just [?]
Swisher smokin' sets me free
Every time I inhale like
Still I feel free

[Verse 2: Cōz]
Yeah so when you enter, nigga enter at ya own risk
You bitch made, you can't fade turn the blade on ya' own ribs
Ain't no shootin' scapes too many niggas up in the ditch
For you to be cappin' and blap me, yo' dick sucka like a bitch
So potna, quick 'for you get yo head blown
We aggravated wit' this shit 'cause the feud is on

[Verse 3: Poppa LQ & CJ Mac & Both]
(Nowadays) Two killers, two Glocks and fo' clips
Meaning every killer got clips a piece
And the L.A. police is hotter than fiench frie grease
But that ain't mean the retaliation is gonna cease
Never will I, chill I, feel I got much mo' heart than that
I got the heart to strap unless the motherfucker live to spurt
Need not ask shit, loc' I'm blastin first
Now they first mistake was they knew it was a feud and
They was in violation when they pulled inside that circus
No fear is shown when the gats discharge
We got niggas runnin' burnin' they soles up out they all stars
I takes my time when I bust, bust me a u and come back if I must
Trust me I'm not leavin' I won't' be grievin'
I won't stop bustin' 'til niggas stop breathin'
'Cause we ain't givin' y'all no passes, these streets are too drastic
Fully automatics and mamas buyin' caskets
It's straight terror when the west side roam
So take cover motherfucka 'cause the mothafuckin' feud is on

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