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Two thousand Volkswagen, mad, old, indented Skateboard P, Ashanti, foolish The worst rapper on this track, third coolest Straight shots of Quavo, plunge to the neck Got a rap bitch that smoke black since had a plastic melt My legacy is shining like a diamond on a tenon bed Climbing on your niggas, put the iron to your head Stare at your niggas, trying to get ahead Like a straight bullet, your niggas misled I'm about my bread, drink, you can roll Try to stop that, get a bagel size hoe Cause then I'm bad, nice, heat the house, use the stove Check a cold bath to walk the school in the snow Cause now I take it back, when these niggas was frontin' Now I got somethin', ain't worry about nothin', nigga Me and my niggas about to take the world over Me and my niggas about to take the world over Rollin' out of onion, plunge Paul Bunyan High and booty bitch cryin', deep throatin' sons Great shots of Sterno, wick stuck in a bottle empty Blocks to the target, we lit it and lob, they're hard to censor Figs of the oinkin' variety, guard the market And it's a good time to get some money Five minutes of flames and I aim to whistle my father let me Six o'clock, we meet up in Dibby, the shells among the youngin' Seven continents in a shit and smoke like it's fuckin' London Before they ate up the funds, our harmony, love was bumpin' Now government issue nines are pointed where your blood is pumpin' Turn them off of these muttering, zombie-talkin' pieces Alabama, you harder than Fukushima breezes In a hand with a dozen or so adjourneries And you find a verdict returned corrupted in murderous seasons With a murder, thirty ones, another unlucky omens That's why I chug seven and seven till I'm fuckin' homeless And every time I see you, I'm like, what the fuck? Every time you take my fifty minutes of bamboo up I spit another sixteen and food to the world, I'm fuckin' on it Damn, it feel good to see people up on it Couple thousand views on YouTube, a nigga still hungry No food in my stomach, in my pockets, fucked up Plus my mother still works, so why should I give a fuck? Fuck a blog, fuck a label, fuck a meeting, fuck a A&R Fuck a cosign, motherfucker, fuck it all Still losses, holdin' cornfield and catcher in a ride Scull fucker, smut nothin', try to catch her in the eye Big belly, still take my shirt off like Nelly Rasta pasta from Footprints, baller Got the deli and shit My pops negligence that made me rebellious Arrested development, the rest is irrelevant Fuck the drone, watch the project bench Covered in pigeon shit, this for my nigga Lose till we see him again Stretch a nigga like a regular tease Run a outlet, hide in my rhyme book When the grammar talk clever, it's Mischka beer mops, obnoxious as Roger Klotz I plot as the clock tick-tocks to make the world Sell my cock, validate it in Every wrong decision I ever did My ex-girl thought I wouldn't ever be shit Well lookie here, bitch, my dick grew six inches Is that it? Will I make it out the projects? I guess it depends Huzzah, bitch Yeah For sure, nigga, you come to me like yo, yo A friend now Ooh You a real nigga, dog Real nigga, real nigga You like shit front to back Respect me, respect me Respect me, Lord of the Bodies Niggas be like Fred, you ain't never lie Fuck the rap shit, my gangsta been solidified Still do my business on the side Bitch, if you police it and pay me, no, never mind I was thuggy Black and red laces in my number threes Take a pull up off the wood and let that motherfucker breathe Sit outside a Buster crib and let that motherfucker leave Walk his ass back in and put him on his motherfucking knees Thuggy Never taking no for an answer Might just take a loss, but bitch, I'd rather take my chances Liquor got me lurkin', but you live it in the nighttime 5950 to the left, but I'm in my right mind Thuggy Pants gon' be saggin' to the fold Still lyrically sharper than these show bus shows Them phonies ain't gon' throw me in this minstrel show These labels see how far up in they mouth my dick could go These labels see how far up in they mouth my dick could go These labels see how far up in they mouth my dick could go So gon' choke on this meat, throw my song a repeat Might move away one day, but I'm always gon' belong to the streets I'm straight thuggy And it feels so good And it feels so right Yeah, and it feels so good And it feels so right Cause motherfucker, I'm thuggy Telling you the science of the street rap Every motherfucking show I do is off the meat rack I done been to jail and did my best not to repeat that I'm trying to feed my family, give a fuck about your feedback Critically acclaimed, but that shit don't mean a thing With you rocking mics and stealing microwaves With you rocking mics and stealing microwaves With you rocking mics and stealing microwaves But it's cooking cane, never tricking on the dame I'm too cold for you broke hoes Don't let the knob hit your booty when the door closed, bitch She let me hit it cause I'm thug The squares need not apply, I'm so fly I might fuck a cousin Swiftly bout to stick a sweet dick in your sweetheart Then get some groceries off my Giga EBT card Then get some groceries off my Giga EBT card Why the feds worried about me clocking on this corner When there's politicians out here getting popped in Arizona Bitch I'm thug And it feels so good And it feels so right And it feels so good And it feels so right And it feels so good And it feels so right And it feels so right And it feels so right And it feels so right Cause y'all a fuck up We're not against rap but we're against those thugs Can't be a dick when every nigga in you click so drugs We're looking fellas in my faculty, real killers get vouched for me Teach a kid at the crib or your children might cop for alchemy And smoke out in the Chevy with us Cause in the past my lowclass black ass had served my own fucking family I hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreet If she don't cop for me she get it from a nigga up the street I'm too old to be a dick, I'm too old to be a dick I'm too old to be a dick, I'm too old to be a dick I'm too old to be a dick, I'm too old to be a dick I'm too old to be a dick, I'm too old to be a dick I live on borrowed time, my exploration date I'll pay it And every nigga in you click sold drugs We're not against rap but we're against those thugs Can't be a dick when every nigga in you click so drugs We're not against rap but we're against those thugs Can't be a dick when every nigga in you click sold drugs We're not against rap but we're against those thugs And every nigga in you click sold drugs We're not against fellas in my faculty, real killers get vouched for me Teach a kid at the crib or your children might cop for alchemy And smoke out in the Chevy with us Cause in the past my lowclass black ass had served my own fucking family I hate to say it, ain't no need to be discreet If she don't cop for me she get it from a nigga up the street Cause he thug it And yo she poly suckers dick fuller from a nigga up the street cause he thuggin'. And yo, she probably suck his dick full of. She turned out somewhere they shit to turn the trick for it. My uncle last bitch put him on the glass dick. Tried to rob a man to feed his habit, he got blasted. I live on borrowed time, my expiration date, I passed it. So light me up forever, but this shit is everlasting. I'm thuggin'. And it feels so good. And it feels so right. And it feels so good. And it feels so right. Cause I'm thuggin'. The chocolate TA. Bronsolino. Yeah. To the back of the hat, lean back in a lap. Crack the window, hear the soldier's sound. It's a night in the back. Ain't no cat in the hat, just a cat that can rap. This is Bronson, representin' flushin' queens on the map. Yeah. Heavyweight primate with a heart of mine. Blood filled with a citrus mixture, orange lime. When the thought of that should come to mind. Born to ride, winter, spring, summer shine. Bonafide, eyes wide. Runnin' high. You don't want the revolution to be televised. Terrified from the Arab mountain death camps. With the eye of burnin' high, give you chest stamps. Phone calls with the cloth over the mouthpiece. With or without lead, burn about an ounce, chief. To the neck like a razor for the stubble. Raise aside the struggle, blazin' in a huddle, yeah. Dig a hole through the laminate. Leather slippers in the sand, motherfuckers couldn't stand in it. Someone put the words in my song. It's Barry Hall. It's rap. I pat myself on the back. Don't fake the funk on the nasty thunk. Shaq, I attack. Close the window to your soul. Weed inside my lung burn. These old suckers gettin' placed into a young urn. Specialized like the little bus. Use my chubby little finger thrust to stimulate the clitoris. King Kong ain't got shit on us. I'm out here gettin' it for real while you motherfuckers fill a bus. Weed in my finger flicker. I'm on a solo mission. Started at pole position. Eyes on the long division. As if from my thumb, I roll another one. Quite persistent, that's why they call me my mother's son. Shoot the gold gift. Leave your host stiff. Make your host sniff. Hootie in the blowfish. I'll play the coke kick. Cause every motherfucker in here rockin' low kick. I'm on that old shack. Someone put the words in my song. Someone put the words in my song. It's Barry Horowitz. Always like to pat himself on the back. Shaved off all my facial hair. Around all these important people. I didn't believe I belong there. See, Beachy's an important person. Around these important friends. And dual whores. I'm on the bus race. Hosted by the town friend. I knew I shouldn't hit the weed. Thought I'd be more alert. Stepped out the bathroom with a bloody face and bloody shirt. I'm mumbling and stuttering. Nothing much to add or say. Repeat what the last guy said and everything would get okay. My beard is gone. I'm so uncomfortable. It's only the first day. Supposed to be a getaway. My place is a bloody mess. Tried to help Beachy's girl. It didn't go so well. I got blood on her damn lapel. I made a mess in my friend's bathroom and I failed to clean it up. What the fuck? I'm on the bus race. Hosted by the town friend. I knew I shouldn't hit the weed. Thought I'd be more alert. I'm on the bus race. I'm on the bus race. I made a mess in my friend's bathroom and I failed to clean it up. What the fuck? I'm on the bus race. I made a mess in my friend's bathroom and I failed to clean it up. I overstayed my welcome. Four days too long. All those four days. The last time that I stayed with my grandpa. After grandma died from the cancer. And I had just grown out of my asthma. After summer school at SIU. He had a new lady friend that I guess I knew. An old co-worker so unprofessional. Trying to crash in the room. I grew up in the room where I played street fighting with my cousins. So I was a little bit more careful. I was a little bit more careful. Well, the day of the wake. I'm summertime homeless. Trying to stay where it's safe. Realized pretty soon that I'd made a mistake. And not just in the figurative sense. Two days in. I was sick for a shake. Gave my hands a good wash. And the vigor is rinse. And I noticed after flushing that the bowl was pretty full. A few Brown kids jumped out the the pool. Grandpa floor. Covered in another man's. I made a mess in my friend's bathroom. And I failed to clean it up. And I failed to clean it up. Damn it, man. So smart. You're doing shit sometimes. I swear to God. I overstayed my welcome. Four days too long. Oh, those four days. Swagger on a hundred thousand gazillion. Pocket full of billions. Fifty-eight million. Christina Millions filling me like the dream. I get them all pregnant. Splitting with the cream. I'm Eric Clapton. Gun clap rapping. Leave them all silent like Charlie Chaplin. Hey, what's happening? Bring them up to speed. This right here is reserved for the fiends. That once were friends, but I dropped that bar. Put a hole in one to remain on par. Party hard, bitch. I keep laughing. Money keeps stacking. Raps keep gassing. Traveling the world and I'm finna have a mansion. With 30 seconds. Slaves who never stop dancing. Do yourself a favor, bitch. Lose my number. Know you ain't riding my camouflage, homer. I'm finna swag up and smoke this sour. And hit donuts in my lime green prowler. Do yourself a favor, bitch. Lose my number. Know you ain't riding my camouflage, homer. I'm finna swag up and smoke this sour. And hit donuts in my lime green prowler. Touch my dick and call me Catholic. Stuck in traffic, listening to Tragic. Kingdom. Those. There's really no doubt. I pull bad hoes wearing nothing but vocals. And a band-aid swagging like Nelly. Five minutes later, naked pics to my celly. We in the bathroom at Cantor's Deli. And she say I'm well-formed like the chain on her belly. Have you ever beat guts in the restroom? Or doubled up on the hoes in the guest room? No rubber ducky, but she lucky that I'm death-proof. A period don't mean that you're sex-proof. Now things getting messy. Fucking with the bras that I met. I'm off Etsy. Blowing up my phone, man. Why you wanna stress me? I'm finna Chris Brown these hoes don't test. Do yourself a favor, bitch. Lose my number. Know you ain't riding my camouflage, homer. I'm finna swag up and smoke this sour. And hit donuts in my lime green prowler. Do yourself a favor, bitch. Lose my number. Know you ain't riding my camouflage, homer. I'm finna swag up and smoke this sour. And hit donuts in my lime green prowler. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Why my brain keep drifting? Why did time go missing? I'm in the lost and found. Why these walls keep shifting? Why my brain keep drifting? Why did time go missing? I'm in the lost and found. It goes fast, drugs, violence, money and death. Stop that, tell me what is the last? I got two on my hands and one on my chest. Black hearts, do they blame me to rap? Well, I know it goes fast, drugs, violence, money and death. What is that nigga with? I got one on my hand and one on my chest. Black hearts, do they blame me to rap? That's all I know. It goes fast, drugs, violence, money and death. Stop that, tell me what is the last? I got two on my hands and one on my chest. Black hearts, do they blame me to rap? That's all I know. I'm a big doctor, stranger, doctor, ganker. And all the corny niggas, you gospel singers. Nigga. Cause a little bit was all I needed. For my energy to all I need. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I was born under a blood red sky, in the eye of the storm and wonder on hell high, screaming that the heavens yellow what am I, sorry if I hurt you with it just ain't right, and I'm sorry that you can't relate, her name is destiny she promised me we got a day, she's an angel that's why I'm out there with her name, she like the general to beat her on one and the same, drugs, violence, money and death, what's that nigga what is the left, I got one on my head and one on my chest, black hearts say they made me the rest, that's all I know, sex, drugs, violence, money and death, stop that, tell me what is the left, I got two on my hands and one on my chest, black hearts say they made me the rest, that's all I know it goes, sex, drugs, violence, come on, sex, drugs, violence, come on, sex, drugs, violence, what are your death, yeah, my life, no drugs to the veins, a naked bitch just to keep me sane, who likes to be choked, in a small room filled with smoke and got the nerve to ask me am I blowed, hell no I need more, I get too bored so I be sweeping up these random whores, I call them dust mites, night fights under the moonlight, with werewolves just imagine the night it just started, mildly retorted, I won't hit on the short, walking for hit, got got got got got, I'm just gonna give me food, dime nickels and ones, twenty pennies and fives, and I'll probably spend it all to get high, legally drive a bucket, overdose and I'll fuck it, I can tell how my eyes are rolled and I fucking love it, pockets protruding with pills, pistols and pocket chains, trying to arrange some mess and limb strains, it goes, sex, drugs, violence, money and death, sidestack, tell me what is the left, I got none on my hands, foot, wood on my chest, black horse, till they make me the rest, that's all I know, sex, drugs, violence, money and death, sidestack, nigga what is the left, I got one on my hand and one on my chest, black horse, till they make me the rest, that's all I know, get some dirty game, lyrics written in blood, sex is therapeutic but money is what I love, prayers of a sinner with them they hope I would share, but it must remain sacred, filing a mine affairs, snakes, what else is there, that four letter word, flipping the bird, I come from the curb, dick in your ear, fuck with your herd, death and taxes, only two things you can count on, say the market crashed, tell me why, would I doubt Jones, every man for himself, God for us all, it's on my bloodline, till we grow up, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, I'm gonna be a good man, DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON We ready to go. I'm going on tour, and I'm going to show anybody out there that thinks for one second that maybe I'm second-guessing myself that I am the greatest of all time forever and ever. What a surprise. What a surprise. I'm back, K. And he going to bring me 75K back tomorrow. You know what big about. You know what big I do. Ice water in my veins, hard pumping igloo. Unfamiliar with the money, so who the fuck is you? What the fuck you do? Where the fuck you from? Who you knowing? Somebody get this nigga, I don't know him. And I'm about to jet off on his ass like a pony. Going, going, going, gone. So you don't like the prestige that I have in life? You don't like the notoriety? You detest the fact that I got more cars? Than most of your friends? Sometimes. I got a big house. Sometimes. On a big side of town. On a big side of town. I got life pretty much the way I want it. Oh, let me tell you. To make it up the ice cold streets of the city. Your mind state got to be as wicked as fitted. Can't love life suckling on mama's titty. Because life is a bitch and a bitch ain't with it. You got to have faith living life on big end. I'm ready to die for the money who is with me. Life at the Delta, hey, this must be you. Life at the Delta, hey, this must be you. Life at the Delta, hey, this must be you. I'm ready to be hell. I am the six figures God gave back. Sell. I'm on my way to heaven in a Porsche 911. Buried in my car and I'm surrounded by an arrow. Surrounded by my brethren. My funeral is legend. Buried like a pharaoh with my jewelry in the desert. The government, they hate me like Jesus. But fuck them. I did it for the grind. I did it for the hustle. I did it for the people on the bottom in the struggle. I did it for my comrades. Did it because I love them. Hey, hey, hey. Custom made, brother. Whoo. And I mean custom made. Custom made. From the Alligators to the All I Can See right here. Ric Flair. There's only one. And I don't care if it's Tokyo, Japan, Greensboro, Richmond, Shenandoah, Carolina, Asheville, Atlanta, Georgia, Charlotte, LA. I'm the man that's making it possible. To make it on the ice cold streets of the city, you gotta politic your situations like Clinton. If you chase power, you ain't gotta chase women. So take some advice. Take cash over ads. When you get money, you ain't gotta take shit. So long as you broke, she ain't gotta take dick. Kabish. Now you know what motivates your bitch. Kabish. Pay the mortgage or the pussy or Felice. Kabish. Church ladies going gaga for the Gucci. Yeah. Got two niggas menacing for some Louis. Yeah. Up with the keys, get acquainted with Alicia. And every other girl named Rihanna wanna meet ya. They in it for the money, got the swag of the features. Printed parasites might suck you like bitches. Just some information. Information for a student from a teacher. Real life shit. I'm Mike Digger. Nice to meet ya. Gone. At Delta the girls call me cool. At Eastern the girls call me slick Rick. And all the other women around the world just say. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Well, the man. Hello. Hello, hello. What's crackin'? Let me hear the instrumental a little bit in my headphones. You turn it up here, dude. You know what? Come on. Welcome to technology, brah. Here, that one. Right there. No, I don't hear anything. That one? Nope, don't hear anything. That one? Don't hear anything. That one? Maybe you turn it up more than what you're doing. That? No, this. Right there. Ah, that one's mine. Hello. Adam arguing about having his headphones on. This is hard. My name's Adam. Swag master. You gotta cup them. Oh, my God. But I still got my hat on. What they wanna do with me, let me just wrap on. Remember that one? That one? Remember that one time we were talking and we were just outside chillin'? Wait, wait. Let me just catch track. What are you doing right now? Let me catch track real quick. Why are you talking really fast and rhyme? This is so weird. I'm trying to catch track. Do you do this often? Is this an often thing that you do? I don't know what you're saying. Let the man freestyle. Oh, is that what it is? Well, hold on. Who's that? Who's trying to make ears bleed right now? Who's that? Don't even look at this. Don't even look at this. Who's that? Look at all my eyes. Who's that? Look at all my eyes. Please do not encourage this man. Look at all my eyes as they look at you. You're an asshole. All right. Yo. All right, so check it out. Ham on Everything Radio. I'm the good-looking guy with the beautiful hat on. My name is Adam. Adam goes ham. Dirty daddy, young trap daddy, you feel me? Over here we got... Blow. I am Romo Face. This is our... Rash, what's your rap name? Yo, what's up, y'all? This is Common Sense. You know what I'm saying? Oh! Wow! Yes, yes, y'all. I've been to the building, y'all. It's going down. It's Common Sense, man. That's our soundboard, dude. Common Sense. I'm the extraordinary Rash Attack. I'm going to definitely try to tweet and talk at the same time right now. Oh, shit. I just dropped some... Did you guys see that? Is the camera single? It's on your iPad. My bad, doggies. Play me some Pippin, man. All right. Go on. I'm going to talk what I'm... Real cat shit. Talk what I'm tweeting to make it easier for me because I'm really... I don't think that's easier for you. It is. Listen. Are you going to write exactly what you're saying? Live? What? Video feed. This is bad radio. We're talking. This is horrible radio. No one can see that. Watch now. If you're not watching. www.hamoneverything.tv. I love how loud my voice is. I feel like God. Say what? Hey, but today we got some good guests, some solid guests. We got Stunnaman from the pack. Swag King. Swag. Swag. Yo, where's the swag one? The little B saying swag. Where's that one? Swag. There it is. You don't want a bunch all night. Right? No. Swag. Swag. Swag. Oh, shit. The whisper swag. Oh, my God. That's from that Nardwar interview, right? That shit was mad weird. Swag. Camera. Spatula. Camera. That weird pause. Everyone watch. Oh, everyone. If you're listening, go on and chat with us. Oh, shit. Who's DJ? DJ Bell? Bio? Pow, pow, pow. Oh, also, we got Telly from Ninja Sonic. What's her name? Just played a couple shows here in LA. Yeah, we got Telly and Stunna Man going to do a song together. They have a new song called Bitches on My Dick. Play some Pippin, man. They got bitches have stock on their dick. Guess how much bitches are on their dick. Hey, I'm pumped to have Stunna. That dude hilarious. I love Stunna, man. My favorite. No homo. Oh, Rebecca. He wild. We also got Vicious Bunny coming in. And Rebecca's checking in right now. And we got Donis. Shut the fuck up. It's going down. Yo, Rebecca just said on the chat that I look handsome. Thank you, Rebecca. You know, I'm sure you look pretty too. Can you do that a little bit? Is that cool? Yeah, I'm making things up, obviously. This is a lie. But Rebecca, you probably do think I'm beautiful. Who is Rebecca? Is Diana Rebecca? Rebecca is a really cute girl. Imaginary. No, I reckon a cute girl. I reckon a cute girl. Hey, I also got Zach on the chat. Oh, yes. Zach. LAEmpire.com. What's up, guys? He's not Zach LA. Not Zach LA. Not to be confused. For the record. Even though he is a Zach in LA. We can call him Zach NY if you want. We love Zach LA, though. But I'm rocking the LA Empire. Okay. Hey, man. What's up, man? Shout out to Zach LA. Oh, Rebecca said we're all beautiful, but especially me. Swag. She still didn't say that, but it's good. Did you guys see this necklace? Yeah. Hold on. It's delayed. Watch. This is going to happen any minute. What? The stereotype and I are double teaming on the soundboard. Hey, this is really bad radio, but for you people listening, I mean watching, this is our homie Damien. Oh, trap Tim. Trap Tim in the house. That's the homie. Our homie Damien owns a dope shop called the Gravel Pit. Buy your shit there. Oh, my God. So, yeah, we're going to go back in the mix with Goody. Wait, wait, no. Not now. I want to talk about something really quick. What do you want to talk about? You know, we got us all here. You know what I'm saying? We're talking. I want everyone to know to go on hamleteverything.tv so you can see the live video feed. Chat with us. Or you can listen if you just want to listen at skidbrostudios.com. And you can call in. The number is 1-800-893-9562. Is your microphone on too, stereotype? Yes. Mine's on, right? Yeah. I want to talk about something right now. Have you guys heard the new thing about Jay-Z? What he's saying? What'd he say? His baby ain't real? No. His baby's definitely real. His baby's going platinum. It's a Illuminati baby. His baby instantly went. Guys, don't talk about babies like that, all right? Have some fucking respect. So, now that he has a daughter, he's no longer going to use the word bitch on records, and he's encouraging all rappers to follow his lead and stop saying bitch. That's a bitch move. That is definitely a bitch move. I do not agree. And I love Jay-Z. I'm from New York. Hey, you know what? You know what? I agree. What would Flocka say? That's the real question. Flocka said bitch. That's what he would say. Pow, pow, pow. Wait, wait. Is this, did he release like a press, like a whole, did a whole press? I think, I don't know. I'm reading about it, and people are saying, well, dude, you didn't say anything when you had a, you know, when you had a mom. When you had a mom. Yeah, he's going to edit himself while he performs that song? Yeah. How's he going to perform that song? Maybe he'll just have his hype man do it. Like, look, motherfucker. Memphis Bleak? Memphis Bleak will edit it. Is he still around, Memphis Bleak? He does. He's this hype man on every show. Oh, really? Still? Bleak getting it in. That's dope. Oh, what's the show that's coming up? Tomorrow Night. Tomorrow Night. Swag it out. All right, so listen. Chacha. Tomorrow Night. Ho House. Tomorrow Night is the Ho House at the Villa. Ham. Ho House. Ho House. Ham. Ho House. Ham. Ho House. Ham. Ho House. Ham. Ho House. Real good. Sorry. Tomorrow Night is Ho House at the Villa. That's at 643. Can't run. Carondale? Carondale? Caron. It's after Cordonola. It's after or before? Not a Cordonola. Fucking idiot. Fucking hate directions. We've been doing it every Wednesday this month. It's been cracking. This is going to be dope. We have Young L. I don't know if you guys ever. He played a Young L track earlier from the new mix. That shit is banging. We got Young L there. We got Scheme. Young Scheme. Pow. Pow. Pow. Pow. Scheme is pow pow. Scheme is raw as fuck. We got Neapolitan. We love Neapolitan. Those are our girls. They sexy. Holla. Oh, my God. They rap about sucking dick and makes me want to get my dick sucked by you, Lauren. Joking. I got serious. I hope she's not listening. And we got Mike B DJing. I love Mike B. We got my homeboy Cam, Killer Cam. We got OGS Chuck English from the Cool Kids. And, hey, for real, if you ain't even into that, which if you're not, you're a fucking dumbass, it's a cracking ass party. Like, last week, dude, we had dudes from fucking Brick Squad rolling up. Brick Squad was there. It's fucking cracking. Cray Sean was there. Who's that? Play me some Pippin, man. Yeah, no. That shit was popping, dude. It was really fucking dope. So come through. Before we get into the mix, can I play a new song for people? Yeah. Can you pass me the thingy? Rash. Is it connected to that little board? Rash just needs to... Let's play... Have you heard the new Schoolboy Q record yet? I have one of the joints. I played one of the joints the last week, but... Which joint did you play? Shout it. All right. If y'all don't know, the new Schoolboy Q record came out. If y'all fuck with Kendrick Lamar, which I'm sure you do, you gotta fuck with... You gotta fuck with... Schoolboy Q, Black Hippie. Swag me out. Bitch. Hey, shout outs to Khloe. Yeah, Khloe, bro. Posting our link on Twitter. We were playing some of her tracks earlier. She dope. That's the homegirl. Khloe, come back from San Diego already. We miss you. We want you there tomorrow. What are you doing in San Diego? Damn. She's holding out until she gets her deal signed. I want to say who the deal's with, but I don't feel like I want to blow her spot, but it's Swag. That's funny. It sounds like a... Never mind. I was going to give it in. Swag. Rash. Yep. What? Yeah. Are we going to play this track or what? I'm going to play this track. This is dead radio. It's really awful right now. Oh, shit. I'm about to play it. Oh, no. Oh, no. I'm about to play it. This is off the new Schoolboy Q. This song got Dom Kennedy on it, got Currency on it. This song is fucking dope. That's me. That's weird. That's me listening to me. Any minute now, y'all. It's common sense, y'all. It's common sense, y'all. It's common sense, y'all. I used to love her. I used to love her. I used to love her. It's common sense, y'all. I used to. All right. Let's get it in. All right. Let's play this track. Let's play this track. Get it in. I'm on it. All right. Oh, no. Is it a headphone? Damn. Never give this fucker Adam technology, dude. No. This doesn't seem to be working. No. Is that one starting? There it is. Oh. All right. Here we go. Dom Kennedy. Ham on everything radio. Ham on everything dot TV. What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? He might say cuz, but he ain't fuckin' with cuz Yeah, I'm cute But you can call me Quincy if you want or whatever, baby It's all love Fuck all that rappin' Let me talk to ya Book you a ticket so we can kick it Make an escape somewhere, we'll be safe Close your purse, I got my visa on me Pick out whatever, it ain't shit but money Turn you to my honey Take off my saboteur, wipe your nose for ya Climb a mountain in the snow for ya You see these dummies always cut you loose But so much that a G can do Hit the weed, have a drink or two I pay attention, I can listen too Say he fuckin' who? Push off the shower, let me smell you Garnier from T's, got my knees weak Let's cuddle in these sheets Let me hold you for a moment It feels right, don't it? From a lost child to a woman Eye contact and soft kisses Strong grip, she want a gangsta Oh, crap Oh, crap Oh, crap Cause you never met a seen a nigga quite like me Cause you never met a seen a nigga quite like me Tryna give it to you A groovy nigga that's way too G Tryna tell you baby Tryna tell you baby 5'3 style, daddy was from Harlem So mama was a tag guy I don't see the challenge Having two guys Girls, you just gotta keep the balance I told her like that cat I heard you do yoga I'm trying to see examples Yo ass is like a handle See us on the front page That'll be a scandal Take off this red shirt Then my flannel I need some hair first Then I'ma fuck you in them sandals Hit the coochie like a dime sack Ain't those Gucci? Did not buy that Close your eyes Gonna try that You only live once And I know I got you soaking wet I'm thirsty Is the liquor store open yet? I need some more wet To pour it on your ass like a paint Back shots leave the pussy shaking It's my open invitation In the morning make my toast Refresh on you some turkey bacon Bitch I'ma get it Yeah Cause you never met a seen a nigga quite like me Real player shit baby Uh Uh Uh Tryna give it to you Uh Uh Asked you for DON DON DON Asked you for DON DON DON Asked you for DON DON DON Asked you for DON DON DON Asked you for DON DON DON Asked you for DON DON DON bread talk of the time thinking you know everything bout a nigga cuz them bitches talk live in the beauty shop gossip before your man came get you YouTube clips can't show it all come and get down if you really won't get up baby doll ain't nobody round to judge gone get it off your chest vent come up out there dress bitch she ain't take offense proceeded to take hits of the pregame twist smoke got smashed rub a little bit pants out post game events to how to find the remote fell asleep to infomercial woke up and I'm out reruns a full house followed by some Urkel oh gee my strain really do I blaze purple some of them growers be in the rush fucking the game up you gonna learn about all that stuff long as you hang around us you you A ruby nigga that's way too G I'm trying to tell you baby A ruby nigga that's way too G I'm trying to tell you baby A ruby nigga that's way too G Baby DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON I just got up in the spot. You looking way too good, bitch. I'm thinking, why the hell not? We only two drinks in now. I'm thinking, why the hell stop? This feel like Thug Mansion. I gotta tell Pac. I took out dancing. A night in the lights. I keep coming back to it. Night after night. My lips on her neck now. Bite at the bite. I told her, it's your turn. She was lying. Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? I ain't trying to be no ass kisser. I just want to share this little tree. Have a laugh with you. You look like one of my last sisters. If you dress good, talk less than your ass dicker. I ain't trying to say nothing bad about your last nigga. But I knew you way, way better than that nigga. Sex is a weapon, girl, and I bear arms. I pull legs, too, and I tear arms. She say she want dumb. I am her. A nigga can't dump. I am her. Girl, see the money, and you know they sprung. That's why we in the strip club and throw them ones. Why the hell not? We probably go broke. We probably gonna cop. All this polo up in my room. Shit is looking like a shop. I need to go watch. Better get naked for a real nigga. I'm talking no socks. What you do tonight might get you locked up for life. But I ain't no cop. Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? Why the hell not? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? Give me what you got Give me what you Give me what you Oh I thought Give me what you got Give me what you Give me what you Oh I thought Give me what you got Give me what you Come through and let a nigga put it down for you Ever had a nigga step from out of town for you? Signs in that baggage claim that read your name Just go with them and that Lincoln car You know who bitch you are when they drop you off at this five star With this gin roll in general I'm saying on five days Four nights, niggas ain't living that sort of life Room service better get the order right Nothing like summertime Florida nights I live for live So we do it bigger than last time Doing it like it's our last time Bada pop in our past time And it's past time for us to make it sexy Though I know you in that dress You know I'd rather see you naked singing Oh I thought Give me what you got Give me what you got Give me what you got Oh my God, give me a watch, oh God, give me a watch, give me a watch Oh my God, give me a watch, oh God, give me a watch, give me a watch Oh my God, give me a watch, oh God, give me a watch, give me a watch How you want it? On some new house, up alone shit or just quiet? Cause the music continues to be so useless, they can hear you loud and clear Ten-four, ten-four, fly that six, but it's already missed Cause I need another hour, and you gon' need a shower Cause you gotta check in and your bags up away Spend another hour with the TSA, cause your lost ID never got turned in I feel like you gave it to one of your girlfriends, right? Cool, I knew that, it's only right you do that Cause that molly got you zooted, and now you just wanna do it Till your next flight out to Houston Or maybe you should stay here exchanging sexual favors Till you waking up the neighbors singing Oh my God, yeah Oh my God, give me a watch, oh God, give me a watch, give me a watch Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask I'm on everything, bitch. So I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. You don't love her. You don't love her. You's a fucking liar. I got her now. Life sucks. Grab a pacifier. Cry, baby. Cry yourself a Ricky Lake. Build that bridge, then get over that shit. I mean, for fucking sakes. Fucking snakes in the grass made of poisonous. Bell Biff DeVoe hoes couldn't poison us. This ABH. Break hunters and hawks. Break, break, break hunters and hawks. Break, break, break hunters and hawks. You know. That's the motherfucking motto. We got what them hoes like. And our hoes don't like Moscato. They some Jameson sippers. Who beat tip the strippers. And keep Ziplocs cush for my niggas. Killer. Good girl doesn't know. So from now on, she gonna be bad. So I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her. Good girl doesn't know. So from now on, she gonna be bad. So I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. That bad kid, that earth kid. She in the bag like Purchasees. She twerking it. She worked her dick like 95. But it's overtime. She over you when she under me. Leaving you when she come for me. And Siri couldn't find her in a fucking pad. Find her with a compass. Won't accomplish nothing. We humping around 92, baby brown. She on that Snow White. I'm on that Mary J. Blige. And what's Molly show up? That's the bad girl's club. Oxygen is needed. All this heavy breathing. Saturday night slime. And no, I don't know Keenan. But I know you all that. Tell them niggas fall back. Because I'm way too fly to be getting hijacked. Good girl doesn't know. So from now on, she gonna be bad. So I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let a good girl done wrong. So from now on, she gonna be bad. So I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. I let her be that. Damn on everything, bitch. Oh. Hey, shout out to Chippy. Why is that happening? Chippy Nonstop, thanks for playing the other night. Too bad the police shut that shit down. Chippy is chatting with us right now. She says, my outfit, I'm going in with my outfit. You're right, goddamn, I'm swagging. See, we just heard that track from the new Schoolboy Q shit, and we heard some unreleased Dom Kennedy, and we just heard two tracks from the homie Donnis, who's in the studio. Wow. What's happening? Hey, those tracks are dope, man. Thank you, man. I appreciate it. I was just asking you while we were playing it. That was nice. We got an audience outside. You can't see them. Audience, please, calm down. Shout out to the audience. Shout out to the audience. There's a lot of girls showing titties right now. It's amazing. Oh, Chippy Nonstop says, Donnis looks pretty cute. Damn. Wow. Chippy, I thought you were dating Diplo. That's weird. Yikes. You're not going to dive into that. Oh, yo. Who, I asked you what sample that was on the first song, but you said it was not a sample. Who sung that? It was not a sample. BSBD, you know, they got the young guys in the crew. Oh, so that track was produced by Blue Sky Black Death? Along with my family, guys, paparazzi. That's dope. Dope. You know, we've done a show, Blue Sky Black Death, because, you know, they're a lot of people. They're on, oh, fuck these headphones. Because they're done with Fake 4, who's like the homies. Okay, word up, yeah. Chesky Ramos. That's fam, man. I became a fan of their music, I want to say, like, around last year. And then we just kept trying to link up, kept trying to link up. And I was just like, fuck this. We got the internet. Let's make this happen now. So we've seen each other on tour, but we finally got it together, man. And it's one of my favorite records thus far, you know? That's dope. That's dope. So these are the two new singles. Those are two new records. Two new records. Let's not call those singles, man. We got singles coming. Me and the Fool's Gold family, the Blackhearts, we got singles coming. Those are just records for fun. Word, word, word. So you have something coming out on Fool's Gold. Yes. What's that about? Soon, soon. Tell me about it. March, man. Into March. Swag, swag. We working it all out right now. We got a, it's an EP. Right now we're about five records in that we're just like, these records have to go on the EP. But other than that, we're just working every day, creating new music, man. Just worked on some new stuff with my girls, Vicious Bunnies. Ah, shit. You guys know, if you're listening and you know me, you know him and everything, you know I love him. I love Vicious Bunny. That's swag. We love you too. We get V's up. Oh, we get V's up. Goddamn, I look really good in this outfit, by the way. It's all colorful. And what did someone call you at the chat show the other night? Like, hey, yo, shut up, Riff Raff. What's cracking, Riff Raff? He got so buttered. He was all, he's like, oh, man. He's like. I have short hair, though, so that's weird. He doesn't have short hair. It's okay. I don't have fucking, no, shout out to Riff Raff, though. I don't want to say anything negative. Riff Raff. Riff Raff. Riff Raff is getting it popping. Hey, Riff Raff's the homie. I love Riff Raff. He's dope. I wonder what he thinks of you, though. Your Riff Raff, your video's coming very soon. I've been a busy man. It'll be delivered, like, in a day. He's been lagging on Riff Raff for eight months. It's like, literally, 90% done. Whatever, bro. But, yeah, I just got done. I'm just kidding. So, you're in L.A. now. Yes, I am. If you guys don't know, Donnas is from Atlanta. Yes, Georgia boy. Georgia boy. How long you been in L.A. for? I've been in L.A. now for, well, next week will be a month. Damn. You fresh. How you liking out here? It's good, man. It's good, man. I'm hanging with my peoples, man. It's all family, so it's all love, you know. Shout out to Stunna, Telly, my homie Yonis. Yeah, they'll be here soon. Yeah. You know, I got Cali homies, so I'm hanging out here. All right, cool. Yeah, so you been getting in with Stunna and, what is that, Stunna and Telly and shit? Yeah, man. You know, we just rage, you know. They come to the house, we wild out a little bit. Where? They destroy my home. Damn. We try to clean it up the next day, and then it happens all over again. They try to sneak over the day. I didn't let that shit happen, man. Fuck that shit. Yeah. How'd you hook up with Vicious Money? With Nikki? Um, it's sweet. Nikki and Roxy. Randomly. I'm going to let her tell the story. Nikki, tell the story. One of my homies came over to smoke, and he brought Yonis and Donis over, and I was not really feeling it. Yeah, she was like, why are you bringing these boys over to my house? I don't want these niggas in my house. Scoochie. Roxy ran away and was buried in her room. I heard you were hiding in the room the whole time. I did hear that. I was in my room the whole time. Yeah, we ended up just chilling, though, and smoking and connecting on music and stuff. Yeah, Roxy didn't realize how handsome I was. I know. Yeah, she didn't want to come out. She thought I wasn't cute, so. It's cool. Yeah, because that night, I met you, and you were like, yo, I was just at Vicious Money's house. They were talking about you. I was like, oh, crazy. Yeah, man. Oh, yeah. That was that villa night. Yeah, that night. But you guys haven't been to the villa night since. I know. We've been trying to make it out there. Come tomorrow. We will. Young L and Scheme. Damn! Young L and Scheme are playing. And Mike B's in the DJ and Killer Cam. Scoochie. Chuck English. Hold on. Chuck's going to be spinning? Yeah. Yo, I fuck with Chuck so heavy. He's pretty much a ham resident at this point. Anything I do, Chuck's involved now. Yeah, that's the homie. I fuck with Chuck heavy. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Chuck, he moved out here a little bit, huh? He did move out here, man. He's fucking trying to get it in. Yeah. I see. Word up. Yeah. So, you started rapping. Tell them how you started rapping. When? I thought you was going to tell me how I started rapping, man. From what I heard. From what I heard. What did you hear? Let's talk about what you heard. You started rapping. In the army. Wrong. Air Force. Damn. Close, though, man. Close. It was all good, man. Air Force. I can't remember everything you read about me. I know you read about me all the time, man. I know you love it. It's cool. I read so much about you, though. No homo. You can see what the picture of a screensaver is on his iPhone. Oh, man. I don't have an iPhone. That's really funny. That's making it crazy. That's really funny. Give me a swag. Give me a swag. Swag. Thank you. I'm glad you memorized the word they all were. I'm learning. The S button over there. I'm learning. I'm 87. And at this age, it's just hard for me to remember everything. I feel you, man. I feel you. Real trap shit. Is that real trap shit? Yeah, that's true. Ridiculous. But yeah, man. The Air Force, man, had just been rapping, spinning, opening up for the people who would come out. I was out in Tokyo at the time. Right. So, you know, like T.I. come out, whoever. I would just be like the kid that was over there that was always rapping and doing shit. Oh, Joe. So I would open for them. And then my military service came to an end. And I moved to New York. And that's when, like, everything kind of popped off. The record. Yeah. The bidding war and all that shit. And we just kind of, you know, took it from there with the Fool's Go family. Are there a lot of people in the Air Force that are rapping? There's a lot of people in the Air Force that do a lot of shit. It's just people. It's just people. People get confused. They're like, oh, man. It's like, you kill people, so you got to be different. What do you do in your downtime when you're not killing women? Because I remember I went to junior college a while ago. So you're not killing women in children. What are you doing? You must be rapping. I got approached by a recruiter. And I was like, this is like way back in the days. I had one of those, like, hip-hop belts with your, like, name on it or whatever. But then they found out he was gay, and they were like, you can't be an army. Yeah, after that. And then, so then he's like, oh, what's your belt? And I was like, oh, that's my DJ name. He goes, oh, you know, what the fuck? What's that dude's name? You know. Oh, you know, Shaggy, that musician. That's the one dude. He pitched that for, like, five minutes. He's like, yo, let me get your number in case I need a DJ. I was like, nah, man. I'm going to be the next one. It's going to be like, you know, Don is. Yeah, yeah. That's what's next for you. So, Shaggy. Is Shaggy the go-to for anyone else? Yeah, that's why. I guess so. That's why I asked. I was like. Shabba, my bad. Oh, man, dude. We had the same fuck up the other day. Mr. Shabba. Hey, you know what's funny? I do that good. Yo, the homie Trap Tim is on the chat, and he goes, I know all about telling and stunner raging in my place. Yeah, man. And then Chippy goes, I know about raging at stunners. Fuck him. Look at you, Chippy. Yeah. Fuck him. Chips. Chips and dip. Chippy. I didn't you raid. But she was trying to bring, like, everybody. I was like, yeah, man. Come over to the house. And she was like, oh, man. So I'm with 18 people. Yeah. She's like, can I bring friends? Can I tell everyone? I'm like, fuck no, man. Chippy says, hi, girls. I got strippy, babe. Strippy, babe. Let's talk to Vicious Money. What's up? Hey, you guys ripped at that one night you played, by the way. That shit was super fun. That was your first show? That was our first show. That's crazy. Yeah, I'm on everything. That's dope. That was crazy. Yeah, thanks to you guys for having us. So how did you guys link up? Tell us. We've known each other for, like, a year, year and a half. We met on the set of N.E.R.D. video, actually. You guys background? No, I'm a dancer, and she was modeling. Oh, shit. Damn! Linked up and started doing music, like, almost right away. So it was like, hey, what's up? Hey, what's up? You make music? I make music. Pretty much. That's how it went. That's pretty smooth. That's nice. But you guys live together now, too. Yeah, we're roommates. Personal jinx. Personal jinx. How long? How long? We're both partners. We're both partners. Fucking geeks. Hey, guys, you know, sometimes you just gotta call people out. Sorry, man. So when was the nerd? When did you guys meet at the N.E.R.D. video shoot? We didn't really talk, though. We didn't really talk on set. Because it was a weird shoot. Yeah. I've been on shoots. I feel like other girls look at other girls and are like, oh, this bitch, she's trying to take my spot, you know? Well, not even like that, but it's just, it's, you know. There's a lot of girls, though. There's a lot of girls. There's a lot of shit to be done. I worked at a store in Hollywood, though. And she came through a lot. LaRue. Always shopping. Yeah, she was always shopping at the store I work at. So we just knew mutual people and wanted to do music together. It's dope. Yeah. This is so weird. This boom, the boom webcam. Right? It's like. And he's whispering things, you know? Nobody's whispering to me. It's like, yeah, Tyler. I was just saying. I was like, what? What? I was like, what? Pippi Nonstop goes, I love them, L.O.A. They sexy. Oh, shit. Sounds like everybody. What's up? Put it in a cleavage angle. Let's see some titties. Get in a little titty angle. Oh, there it is. Titty cam. Welcome to the titty cam. Titty cam. Ham on everything. Box doesn't have titties for the people right now. She's swagging. She got that Chanel. Yo, that's a dope ass machine gun tattoo. What does that say? It's an AK-47. Oh, shit. I gotta learn my guns. It says, behold. The rogue soldier. What is that? A shooting device on your arm? I don't know. I don't know. I don't need that. It's not that type of thing. Oh, shit. Uh-oh. What happened? So, you. I was like, wait. I was like, what's that? Gun breaks? What's that? So, you guys. Oh, Johnny. Hello, Johnny. Hi, Johnny. Johnny's in the building. What's up, Johnny? What's up? Camera guy extraordinaire. Hire him. He shot Star Wars. All of that. Avatar. Avatar. Just the first two, bro. Don't. He did makeup on Avatar, too. All right. So, you guys met at the NERD thing. You guys got to chopping up. Both made music. Yeah. And then what happened? Are you guys on a production deal with somebody? Yeah. VNR. VNR. Yeah. With who? With VNR. And who is VNR? That's Doc, Vito, Neely, JC. That's our team. Word. I thought you guys had some kind of connection to the Madden Brothers for some reason. The who? I feel like Scotty told me that. John Madden? John Madden? I don't know. Shout out to Scotty the Kid. What's up, Scotty the Kid? They should. The Madden kids are awesome. I don't know about them. No. I don't. Because he was like, oh, they're working with the Madden Brothers. Like, oh, crazy. We are? We are? I don't know. They should be. They should be. So, Madden's called Vicious Bunny Girls. Just so you guys know, the number here to call in is 1-800-893-9562. Call us. Drag us out. Give us a call. Pick up the phone. Holla. Stereotype. Yeah. Oh, my God. Bitch. That was a crazy little round. It was kind of cool, you know. Roxy likes the horns. The horns? Ding, ding, ding, ding. Beam on everything, bitch. That's your theme noise. I know, right? I just want to press that. Are you? This was like so much fun. I want to. Did you guys bring a song to do tonight? I mean, we could do a song. What song would you guys do? Because I want to play one of your guys' songs, but not the one you guys are going to do. Oh. Were you going to play Kill Bill? Because you can play that one. That's my. Because you guys would rather do the other one live. Which other one? I Touch Myself. Maybe play Touch Myself and we can do Kill Bill. All right. Because Kill Bill is my favorite. Yeah, let's do that. It's my fave. All right. Let's talk to me. Talk to me. I thought you were going to play that right now. While you're looking up on your computer. All right. Yeah, wait. So, are you guys both originally from L.A.? I'm from Canada originally. Ah. Yes. The north north. Like Drake. Like Drake. Like Drake. Canada dry. Canada dry. Canada dry. Oh, shit. You're Canada dry. You're not wet. You're Canada dry. I don't know. I look good in this outfit. We have lakes and oceans there. That's dope. You guys also got, you guys got Nardwar. And that guy too. Yeah, that guy is amazing. Did you see the Drake Nardwar interview? No, I want to see it. I want to see anything with Drake. No, I love Drake. And what about, are you originally from L.A. or Canada? L.A. You guys met at the N.R.I.D. shoot in Canada? No. I feel like Roxy. I feel like Roxy is more of a party girl than Nikki is. I feel like I see you around. Because that's true. Might be a little bit true. Might be. Maybe. I just turned 21, so. Oh my goodness. Look at you. Oh, that's Antra. I didn't tell you that. Who is that? Let's play this Vicious Bunny song. Antra, bro. Who is it? Play that. Play that. Play it. Tell me what you mind While the noise is getting white You don't have to close your eyes Tonight Watch me fuck my Every time the bass kick I feel a little vibration I tingle in my legs, feel my thighs shaking And even though my high is blown I'm still so, so in the zone I hope nobody hear me moan If only I was all alone If only I was all alone I need this moment so bad I turn off my phone I turn off my phone Coated pills and vodka Coated pills and vodka I'm so, so far gone Tell me what you mind While the noise is getting white You don't have to close your eyes Tonight Watch me fuck myself I can touch my thoughts I can touch my thoughts I can touch my thoughts I can touch my thoughts I, I can touch my thoughts I can touch my thoughts I can touch my thoughts I, I can touch my thoughts Watch me touch myself I know what I'll dream tonight The lights dim down low Tonight Uh, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah Yeah, cause the music's been played, the blunt's been lit, the liquor's been poured I took my last sip, the text's been sent, replied too late I ain't gon' trip, gon' trip, gon' trip, cause Tell me what you mind While the noise is getting white You don't have to close your eyes Tonight Watch me fuck myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself Watch me touch myself Just when you think I'm finally at the top I catch your eye and it sets me off Yeah, yeah, I'm rolling Just give me half an hour alone In the street I'm gonna shower You can tell me but keep your hands to yourself Yeah, yeah, I'm floating The sky could fall, the world could end I wouldn't know shit cause I'm going in Can't stop myself Watch me fuck myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself Watch me touch myself I can't touch myself I can't touch myself Watch me touch myself Watch me fuck myself Tonight Tonight Tonight 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Now just imagine the magic I like to ask Don't ask for your favorite rapper He dead, yes sir, amen, shush He dead, I killed him, amen, bitch And this is rigor mortis And it's gorgeous when you die I leave recorded and I'm Morpheus The matrix in my mind I'm out to orbit, you're an orphan And the hairdresser combined I'm on the toilet when I'm rhyming Feel the shit, then I decline I climax when you beginning Then I end on cloud nine And that's important when you're morphing To an angel in the sky And don't be forging all my signatures My listeners replying Tell me that you biting style You got a hell of an appetite And I'm a beer for a while Just buckle up before the ride Or knuckle up if you can fight We always making them duck or die A suit and tie is suitable Unusual or suicide CSI just might investigate this fucking parasite He dead, amen, that's what they telling me Aim it at your celebrity This a studio felony Ferrogami to many And cool enough for the 70s Nigga payback's a bitch And I'm Morpheus And bitch, you been living in debt with me Dead, I'm all in especially Leave a call on his mother voice Mother say that he resting Peace, big old chopper, the recipe Wrestling, that's irrelevant Rather rest at your residence Whistling to the melody Couldn't think of a better D Better be on your P and Q It's just me, J-Rock, soul, and Q Solar system and barbecue Nothing else you can do He dead, yep, yep Amen, I killed him He dead, amen Amen, got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Mellon Manson Don't ask who your favorite rapper He dead, yep, yep Amen, I know He dead, for sure Amen, amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Mellon Manson Don't ask who your favorite rapper I rapped him and made him cast But I captured the likes of NASA My pedigree to fly faster I passed a week to the pastor We all are sinners Once you sinners, the Bible study faster Your hypocrite is reaction to blasphemy I assassin my casualty And it's casually done And tell him my salary coming I'm so unharmed Don't talk to me, buy no money The sun is under my feet And I come in peace to compete I don't run if you act elite My statistics go up in weeks And I go visit the nearest creek And I get busy, your mini MC really ballistic Anybody can see any assistance Everybody that sees I'm persistent Recognize I be really too vicious The permanent beast and the demolition Breaking up the street Better partition, better dot your T Hannibal mentioned, out of all you see Putting my dick in the rap industry Everybody bitching, getting mad at me Recognize Kendrick in the battery And I'm charged up in a catastrophe It's charged up in hardacity And y'all fucks never gonna hassle me And y'all luck just ran out, you'll see He dead, yep, yep Amen, I know He dead, for sure Amen, amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your b- Bastard, I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask for your favorite rapper He dead, yep, yep Amen, I know He dead, for sure Amen, amen Don't tempt me, Drake Um, yo, we're gonna have Vicious Bunny I pushed the wrong button I pushed the wrong button I told you guys I'm new to this game You know, I'm new to the radio station You guys give me a break, alright? What a fucking asshole Shouts out, you know what I mean, or whatever Words up That's like the love doctor Oh my god Um, let's have Vicious Bunny do a track Yeah, let's do it Let's do it Let's do that Let's get it on Ustream and on the YouTubes Do you guys wanna stand up or sit down? What do you guys wanna do? We can sit down You guys wanna sit down? We can sit down Alright, pretty girl swag, sit down Fuck yeah Alright, let's get this track going then Kill Bill, Vicious Bunny Red light, trying to stop the flow Green light, trying to tell me where to go Yellow light, trying to make me take it slow If only I ain't had no place to go Red light, trying to try to stop the flow Green light, trying to tell me where to go Green light, trying to tell me where to go Fuck it Kill Bill I'm about to kill Bill Kill Bill I'm about to kill Bill Kill Bill I'm about to kill Bill Kill Bill Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! trying to make me take it slow. If only I had no place to go. There's a red light trying to stop the flow. There's a green light trying to tell me where to go. There's a yellow light trying to make me take it slow. If only I had no place to go. Have no place to go? Yeah, no place to go. Say yes to the shots and the chases. No, not a really good fuck if you waste a joke. Now you lame, better leave for this place to blow. I'm about to kill Bill. Kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. Kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. Standing on a chair, standing on a bar. Rooted up my mind, now I'm standing on a star. Packed a mini 9-11 like a fucking family car. It's a party, party, party to every fucking band I saw. Like boom, boom. Give me some room. We could witch out the West. Just stop, stop, I'll boom. Bad neighborhood mama. I smoke my beer. Now before the sun now come you got no life. I don't know what you're trying to do, but I know what I'm trying to do. What you're trying to do. But I don't know what you're trying to do, but I know what I'm trying to do. I'm about to kill Bill. Kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. Kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. Kill Bill. I'm about to kill Bill. Go, go, go. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go I'm about to kill Red light, tryna, tryna stop the flow Green light, tryna tell me where to go Yellow light, tryna make me take it slow If only I ain't had no place to go Red light, tryna, tryna stop the flow Green light, tryna tell me where to go Green light, tryna tell me where to go I'm about to kill, babe What's up? Pow, pow, bang, bang Crack for kids, vicious bunny What up? Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh my god Thank you Yeah Yeah Yo, that was vicious bunny I love that fucking Yeah, yeah, you guys are crazy Hey, no joke Who produced that? Crack for kids They're awesome Who is that? Who's crack for kids? It's a mystery Yeah, we don't say that It's the Madden Brothers It's the Madden Brothers I knew it It's a mystery No, they really do want They really do want to play When you guys played that Villa shit Was I not for the next three days? Like Yo, that's just Jack is nasty Yeah, thanks for that I appreciate that I'm about to make a remix on that Oh, he knows what's up, though I think you should I am going to I think you should You should do the The all instrumental With just your voice It won't be annoying at all It'll be perfect You know what I'm saying? I think a banjo A banjo might be cool Yo, play that Adam remix It's like Yo, here's your banjo This shit's fire, son Yo, let's get Let's get a seat for For Telly and shit, man Oh, yeah Right here, there's a There's a mic Let's move the cameras Let's make Come on Let's make this place look like A goddamn radio station You bring that chair over this way You got a mic right there We got space Why don't I do this? Watch I'll move this chair Over there Yeah, if someone played A lot of pressure, man A lot of pressure Yep, yep You want your jacket, Telly? What is that from? A two-step Right? Like, what is that from? Here you go I'm gonna be honest I don't really appreciate Telly being here while I'm here Yeah, it's like a black guy thing You know, we just Yo, too many negros Black guy quota has been reached Just so you guys know Rumbo's actually Mexican So I don't want you guys To use his little white guys Yeah, yeah, you know what I'm saying Prove it Prove some culture in that bitch Feel me? Prove it, prove it, prove it I don't understand what that means What is happening right now? Yeah, more jewelry than neon Something's happening I am addicted to accessories Yeah, your accessories are dope, though We're battling right now There's an accessory battle going on The camera's in there If y'all aren't hearing and can't see Vicious Bunny are amazing They're beautiful I can't even There's too much pressure All right, all right Let's introduce Telly over here You guys know Telly, Ninja Sonic? What's up? Wow Telly Say hello to the world There's a camera New York Anyone who's listening to me on the internet I don't Thank you It doesn't say that California Yeah, stop that, man What's going on? Y'all gotta practice with that noise-making shit, y'all California is ruining my life, man I'm waking up I'm drinking, drugging There's too many good people out here That doesn't happen in New York? I wouldn't say no place is better It's just the people And there are a lot of good people there And I'm having a blast That's right How long you been in town for? I don't know The 4th? Since the 4th? Oh, word What's today? Today is the Nobody in the stream knows Today's the It's something teen I don't even know Today's the 17th The 17th? I was like, something teen My fuckers be like, woohoo, Friday I'm like, nigga, every day is Friday, my friend Word Fuck yeah, so what's new with you? You got a project with Stunna Man, right? Got a few projects with Stunna That's my brother from another mother We working on this EP right now Punk rock thuggin' rockstar Rockstar stuntin' I think that's the name of it You guys just filmed a video Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah The other night, right? Bitches on my dick Yeah Shout out to my nigga Justin from Freak City I've been fuckin' with Freak City since they was at the other location Justin's been dope He always had his doors open to us Pause So we just been fuckin' And I just learned about that the other day That's fine Now I hear it everywhere That's awesome So we just shot a video Had a whole bunch of ladies friends And you know the song explains itself Bitches on my dick Bitches on my dick He played us a clip the other day That shit was tight Bitches on my dick It's gonna be all slow-mo, he said He was pitching it like this Just like Yeah, just man bitches And it's all slow-mo Yeah, the The funny shit about that record is The nigga had a party at Freak City like three years ago And then we was like We didn't wanna leave the party So we stayed at the party And recorded that record in the nigga room And then Pause So then So then the nigga shot the The record like three years ago And then it was like Then Justin put a verse on it And the nigga was like Yo, shoot the video So we shot it And it was fun So I hope the kids love it So is the Is the full project done? Or are you still gonna Oh, nah, nah Me and him That shit is like We got a couple songs out, man Me and Stunna got joints on top of joints It's just like When we feel like putting it out We don't give a fuck We might just put it out Might just wait We don't know But this video gonna be dope That's L Yeah, we saw you rock at the Well, you played the Ham on Everything Standing Rooftop Party Yeah With Stunna, right? You guys did that Yo, let me tell you something, man That was a Yo, let me tell you something That was your That's your record Y'all ham on everything Y'all taking that shit A little bit too far, man Y'all gotta tone it down Niggas was up for three days At that motherfucking party That shit was a blur People coming up to me Talking about shit I did at that party I don't fucking remember, man Scoochie Scoochie Ham Ham on everything Yeah, that shit was dope What's it called? So, how'd you How'd you link up with Stunna? Like, what had that all Come into play? Oh, let me think How did I make this Motherfucking crazy I feel like I feel like I feel like We got mutual friends Trouble Andrews Okay And then I felt like He came He came I don't know if it was In New York or I met him several times But we really started Fucking with each other Like, when I Pause When I came out here Like, I don't know We on the same Same shit You know what I'm saying? Like, I just started Trying to surround myself With niggas that get it You know what I'm saying? Yeah He just one of the fools That get it And we've been Bumping into each other For a while And then we just got up Like, one of my first Second time out here And he just been We just been working Ever since And that's like My brother, man He come to New York I hold him down He hold me down When I'm out here And it's just been It's a family Everything is a family Orientated shit Music comes from Like, I don't make no music With nobody I don't like It just gotta be Like, family Just dudes you just Relate with and shit Nah, yeah Cause it's like Everybody like Don is saying That's my brother You know what I'm saying? Murder Club You know what I'm saying? I usually can feel I feel people's pulls Like, if I can fuck with them Or not I gotta learn how to Readjust my vocal cords Pause Pause Pause count is at four Wait, Murder Club Is that a bike club, right? From Chicago Chicago, that's right So much deeper So much deeper Yeah, it basically Started out in Chicago And it's like a moped gang And then it just Involved in some Like, this huge family Worldwide That's dope It's uh What's homeboy's name? Hollywood Hope Hollywood Hope Is he one of the Travi Is he one of the The dude who started it Or he just kinda like He's one of the He's one of the The head The big homies, man Who like Originated this shit So it's like a family, man And I don't wanna Elaborate too much on that Cause that's like You know It's just a family gang Alright, alright That last Ninja Sonic video That How did that Come about? It was the Warrior themed one? That was not last one Was that the Which one was the last one? We did We did the last one Called Party Animal Oh, that's right That's right That's right But uh The Warrior shit The Warrior shit was basically I really felt this dope like I thought it was dope I'm a Warrior fan That's why I was asking Now what happened was like I watch the Warriors all the time And I see my city evolving We bring like a A good aesthetic back to the city Where like everybody's like Being their self again You know what I'm saying? Like it used to be a lot of shit Where niggas just following So I seen what the city was becoming And it just Made me realize The Warriors was a movie Like niggas might think like They thinking like The Warriors But the star of that movie Was the city You know what I'm saying? Like so many different gangs The visuals The backdrops And what the city represented So many individuality And I felt like We was doing that again So I just Called up all those My peoples It wasn't no extras No weirdos All of them My niggas and different people And I called them up To come be a part of it And they was with it You know what I'm saying? I had my homeboy Evan Kiles Like we worked out The schematics of shooting They had the vest made And we just went for it And I let Sway I seen We did the We did a segment for MTV I let Sway see the shit He was like Yo, he wanna be Cyrus And then it just Came together beautiful That's dope So it was dope Like the city love it And the kids fuck with it So we just We just running with it We having fun Fuck yeah, that's dope What's the scene like Out in New York? Cause I read I was reading this thing Esquire was talking about Like saying like Dudes kinda Like they'll show up For your first show And then after that Just dudes just start hating Like just kinda like Like just the guys In New York You know what I'm saying? Shut up to Esquire Now the thing is New York is like It's crazy cause It's like the internet man That shit made shit crazy Cause like Like you could be a nigga Like Like you could Be a nigga Like they come out The woodworks now It's like And it's like Shout out to everybody That's talented You know what I'm saying? Like a lot of niggas I fuck with is talented You know what I'm saying? And they really got it in them And you can see them And watch them evolve But there's some dudes man Where they see you doing it And then they just be like Man I got a I got an iPhone Nigga they shoot the video With soap And then now He your competition And it's like Nigga I'm not your competition I want you to do well You know what I'm saying? And then it's a lot of that Is there anyone specific You talking about right now? Nah I love this Everybody Yeah That was inappropriate man Pause Nah Did that work? Did I do that right? No? Yeah it was Yeah Yeah like Everybody showed me love man They know what it is You know what I'm saying? Ain't nobody running around Trying to take no credit From what we done You know what I'm saying? We did it We do I do it for everyone To do that You know what I'm saying? I aspire so I ain't really tripping off What nobody give a fuck about Cause look at me nigga I don't give a fuck I do it for the culture The hoes and the dough Nigga I don't give a fuck About what no Ain't got no Hater gotta say But yeah like That's how it is And that's just not New York Nigga I do this I go to Paris And I got homies out in Paris Literally that do the same shit We doing so It's like you don't focus on them Niggas that's like Getting on the internet Talking shit Trying to do what you doing Cause they don't count Yeah yeah yeah Nah Oh Weird ass Adam And who's that? Stuntman here? Oh the king is here Hey Yo Niggas got me asking questions They got me here Acting like I know you I'm like I really Ain't gonna tell niggas I don't know you We're like hey What's the stunt of social security? The king Swag swag swag King's in the building Stuntman got his Master P's on man Stuntman got his Master P's on again Yo when you wear them Glasses man You acting different Stuntman got his Master P's on man They got the Gundys I'm the Gundy You can share his Line this is Old school hot boy joints Yeah them is the Old school hot boy joints I'm like Turk Before we went to the gym Before the dope Before the contraband Yeah we got the king In the house Stuntman Stuntman Stuntking Stuntking Stuntking That's a cool name You should check it out Change your name man Change your name probably Stuntking We talking about that Punk rock star And rock star thugging man Tell us about that Do they have that record here? No they don't got the record I wish The whole collective With the EP I was telling them About how we about to Hit them niggas with that I wasn't supposed to say nothing But whatever Yeah he was supposed to Really keep that on the low man He's kinda showing the deck Of cards right now but Hey Trap Tim wants you to know That he misses you bro Come on man that's my guy Yo shout out to Trap Tim man That's the motherfucking Intense individual man He fucked up my life man Los Angeles living man Shout out to Trap Tim man You know what One of the realest to do it man Los Angeles living man He's from uh You know what I'm saying That dirty M-Town man He's back there right now man M-Town thugging man Shout out to Veggie Pat too man Doing his thing man Yo let's uh Why is my Why is my stream Just not working Why is that Oh there you go Can y'all see Can y'all see what What Stuntman's wearing And what I'm wearing We gotta spy out our boy Damon at Gravel Pit He's off He's from Gravel Pit I got his hat From Gravel Pit Shameless plug That's his army Damon 4-1-2-0 Santa Monica Boulevard Shameless plug The young trap daddy In the swag king's wearing it Swag Swag I wanna give a shout out To Versace I don't even know Versace This is rare You're not gonna see this On anyone else This is just Stuntman Right here He made it for y'all niggas Yep I hate him This is just some Vintage jazz sock shit You know what I'm saying This is vintage No big deal Got this from the spot too Shout out to Instagram And old Dirty Bass I'm not even Shout out to Instagram That kept shit real man Shout out Shout out Shout out Shout out Niggas be on Twitter Like yo it's crazy in here Like no it ain't nigga I'm in here with you Instagram is true Like yeah nigga I can see that Your shit is lame nigga Stop lying I'm not even a I'm not even a big fan Of old Dirty Bass I'm just a Shut your fucking Give it to me I'm just saying I'm just saying I'm a old Dirty Bass You feel me So that's why I got it really Okay okay There's some commonality Trippy man Thank you Juicy Hold that shit Wait Yo First of all Man we called you so late My niggas My niggas ain't gonna have No respect for me Hanging out with you I like old Dirty Bass Alright We called you so late You was like yo Stunna nah bro Nah nah We was turned up We snuck into somebody's Hot tub We caught fences What was it last night It was true He's like how's the pool party He's like yeah Yeah bye He's like man This is not turned up They had a list on the wall Of the pool Like don't do We did everything They said We had mad bitches in there We brought bottles We got drawers All the bitches That was on they dicks At the video shoot Those are The bitches That came to the pool Dying Stunna It's the radio version I got girls that I wasn't even there Do you know Roxy and Nicky though I don't think we met Yeah I know Roxy I got girls on my back I got We need a clean version I got girls on my back How would you clean that up I got girls on my lap I got girls on my lap Penis sound worse than dick I got girls on my bike Do we have some questions For Stunna man I got girls on my bike I love you I got girls I got girls I got girls I already asked about the Project they got What do you want to Let's ask Stunna man Some questions I don't know What do you want to Ask Stunna man about You guys don't need to Ask me nothing man I don't like talking I got bitches on my dick They're trying to Give me a snitch on myself Is what they want me to do Paranoid Paranoid You smoke before You come up here Man I'm so paranoid Oh man Why are you so paranoid Man because That's how I be When you have a penis And you can't get on top Of another bitch The power man All the power Start getting to you right Man no The power start getting To the haters man They're like You gotta knock them off You can't let the haters Know they got power Come on Stunna man All you haters have power The haters got power The haters got power Checking interviews For wires Niggas shaking down Everybody Y'all gotta turn The mind Y'all know What y'all fail to realize Stunna is He did it backwards Most niggas be like Yo I'ma do this thug shit And then like drug shit And then I'ma rap And do music This nigga Now he just Tupac He in the game Now he just fucking Shaking niggas down Now he doing it reversed West side thug Like you know They made me turn this thing Stunna man It's not something You was looking forward to doing Not at all man This is not on the agenda The swag king This is a hidden agenda I have to just handle now My niggas Kicking it with this nigga Is intense man Stunna I gotta Stop lying right I'm a really nice guy I got a question I got a question though You ain't got it man Alright you're out here You're doing your thang Young L's doing his thang Base God's doing his thang Where's little Uno Man if When you find him You tell me I'm looking for him And I don't know What he doing man Shout out to Uno man I hope I hope you're safe You know My number's the same Last time I checked I heard he was pimping though I heard he was pimping Oh there you go He's transitioning all fans Into young whores Is he in the bank? He's successful Exactly I can't kill him He's good So you know Last time I checked He was pimping man Pimping hard Pimping pays Yo can we get into Like some swaying tech Wake up show shit And get Let's get a little Cypher thing on Can I get motherfuckers to rap? What? Where the drugs at? Give this man a beer though I don't even drink beer I'm an alternate I'm a rapper in a punk situation You can't just ask me to rap Okay We're putting people on the spot That's like asking a stripper Like are you stripping? Like be being here First Oh shit Then he put on some Can you get him a beer though? Then he put on a beat Where that nigga Gotta be chopping screws Oh my god That sound like Tell me right now Tell me what you be seeing Out your window I'll be sitting out my window Gunshots every day man Man yo I see sex money Drugs This intro Very essential Tell me how you set The world's about to end About to end About to end Oh my god This is so hip hop right now This is very hip hop West side living Fucking different women West side living Fucking different women Swag I need a condom on I might just have some children Swag Listen no intermission I'm giving them positions Up the top I ain't writing You ain't gotta like it But a nigga see my feet And they guarantee That I'm not a It might just bite it It might just get Igniting when I lay it In this night time LA living so different You see the faces On these beautiful women I say women a lot Cause I love women And they love my cock Working on some shit And wait till it drop Man it's gonna be huge I got a attitude What they know about Part of life These niggas never ever See this part of life I step up in here Looking like the art of life I step up in the club And they don't call me right I'm so fucking Fresh with it Still spitting real Living niggas know That it's a given Don't it's gonna get to them Me and Stunner Run around And we stunting These niggas Know they don't want it I'm fucking with This is Bunny We out here A-Town living on the west side They ain't know that I was born here I still ride Everybody want it I'm not in the disguise Niggas see the gold chain Hang like the West Lane That's dope We're fresh That's A-Town shit Came in a nigga house And never found shit Maybe some weed Maybe some bitches Maybe cash Might just come around And slap your bitch ass While you walk them off Sorry ass niggas So soft Sipping on the Bud Light But tonight it's Chris, right? Okay You fucking with Some real niggas The whole team Murder Club That is with us Somebody grab it Before I go again Listen, Mr. Mini Man Took me out Hours in my hood In that couch We get it in Get it in and move it out I can tell you what I'm about I don't ever fuck Some scotches We in it On it Doggone it And I was born in The 4th of December I will injure a contingent But anyway Back to these hoes Games on everything Yeah, I'm a pro Ham on everything Yeah, I'm a pro Ham on everything Yeah, I'm a pro Swap Now, back to the rhyme Don't fuck up the hook Look I wrote this down in my head No book They shook Like the mob in 95 I reside in best style Nigga, I'm fly Fresh Dope as can be And I'm so wavy I belong in the sea These little niggas bitter Then they wanna be me And I appreciate the love Nigga, yes, I'm a G Get it? Hope you don't Get it? In your mic Reduplicated to slow Give us a new beat Yeah, you slouch Switch that shit up Cause I wanna rap And say some more stuff Oh my God Oh my God Swag Get it? Get it? Get it? Yo Can I catch rap? Oh my God I'm about to get in I'm gonna rap I'm gonna rap right now I'm gonna go ham on them I'm gonna go ham on them Oh my God Oh my God Yo, yo I'm on my hipster swag Bitch, move your hips and ass Actually, man, I'm on my coogee swag I think I brought the coogee back Girl, where your booty at? Pull my dick out Yeah, I so go Where they shot the movies at? That is Hollywood I probably could Get your girl in the jacuzzi Yeah, she wanna do me Bitch, I am leanin' Even if I'm meanin' I swear to God I feel like I might be a demon I'm leavin' my semen Up on the ceiling She wanna know what's happenin' I ain't got no feelings I don't I don't give a fuck really, bitch Swag That's what's up Swag me out That's what's up That's what's up I just wanna hear Y'all pretty voices over there Yeah Pretty voices over there I bet you do Yeah Yeah, we do Yeah Come, let's just share this chair Come, let's just share this chair I like what your man got to do with me What your man got to do with me Got it, man Shout out to Positive K, oh my God Shout out to Positive K Positive K, oh my God There you go There you go Put another beat on Watch Oh, I'm about to go hell Oh, shit You see that right there? That nigga fur went hell on his beat No tech No tech, nigga Give me Swag rushes, man You gotta learn, man Yeah Swag That moosey got the hairy frog That's a hairy frog, man Swag Uh-oh Damn Oh What? Shorty got potential But I'm not a sponsor Tell them niggas not get off They been talking nonsense Referees streaming out bang I did no contest I let them niggas know it's big weight We could bench press And that's why you niggas trying to go I tell you how to dress on the low Oh, that's for sure I'm down here on Skid Row That's down there to my right Tell you to my left We gon' rock it all night And I don't do the beer I sip champagne Look, that just be my campaign You niggas, you ain't got aim You pussy niggas can't hang I'm gonna do my thing Niggas mad Cause I'm still letting them fools bang Yeah And I'm still with the same gang Niggas don't swore Start lying I got my chain Hold on We been getting hot, though Hold on They gon' bang with your spot, bro But what I tell them You gotta go and work hard Them niggas mad Cause I done stole a car But you got your own So that's our touchdown tip We gon' rock it all night We gon' rock it all night Moving in slow-mo Go see my nigga Brandon Han Solo Man, I got a pro flow Y'all niggas is so slow I told bro, yo Your shit just won't blow He ignoring me I'm trying to get on Last time I seen him He's gone You're just a pawn I love porn No, ho With a ass like Bo Check it Man, this is all off the top I like to say that a lot Because these bitches I got They be all on my cock And I came from the block And the next destination Is going to be To the top And uh To all my day one niggas I'm still here with you Instagram, bitch Take a picture No filter I don't feel ya My nigga 2-8 A runner born to kill ya And that's the deal, bruh I don't really feel ya But nobody From nowhere Doing nothing My little homie 2-8 Boy, he be bugging He running around With that shotgun Like he hunting One weekend out west Nigga, we will blow your budget I'm the realest In the internet And I'm the realest I've been vending A steez So prestige That I should get a penny I should get percentages Of all you niggas' pennies Or I should send my little niggas In until it's finished Everything is vintage I feel like Well, Smith Not in fresh air Went before Fresh Prince When him and Jazzy Jeff Blew and thought They two was rich Nigga, let me tell you this I am bad to the bone And some rags That I rag Yeah, we're fat You're a clone If you wasn't so trash I'd pass you a bone And I'd ignore your calls And answer my phone He's letting go of me He's on mad drugs, man He's on mad drugs, man I'm always on drugs He's on mad drugs, man I'm always on drugs Nigga, I'm a real thug Don't let the tight fence Oh my God Yo Yo Uh Uh Uh Say Woo I love to see for real though Just like that I hate to see Where's the swag at? Where's the swag? Where the swag at? Why you hate the beat, son of? Man, cause I'm about to fuck it up Why you, uh Ay, why you hate the beat, son of? Cause I'ma come up on this Motherfucking committee Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it I'm with Uncle Phil. Donis. Donis was spitting this shit off copper. With badass bitches, I break them proper. Her body is a wonderland. That's topography. I got her up in my crib. That's pornography. I still gonna put it down, and when I do it properly, man, these niggas talk this shit like they must have forgot us. But fuck them pussy ass niggas, Thunder. We got us. We still out here holding this shit down. They say I'm in the South, and I'm coming out for the crown. But I don't want it, cause my nigga Tilt got it. But I still pray to the prince, homeboy. I get it popping, and these niggas want it. But they'll never get it. See, I've been going on and on about Southern living. I still get it. These niggas want it. These niggas ain't getting digits. There ain't been no covers or no magazines. See me double that cell thing. Yo, that's what niggas say. So how do they feel? Hey, how does Lane feel? How do you feel to be the illest nigga in the game for real? What shit? You gotta ask my nigga, Telly. Uh, real. Get out here, come around. They gotta feel me. Uh, I feel like DMX when a nigga was hip and ballin'. Uh, and that's Hype Williams for real. These niggas gon' know the deal. I came to kill Bill. This is funny to my right. So that thing all right. What y'all like? Y'all ain't got no pretty women inside. Y'all some sucka ass niggas with some sucka ass bitches. So you know what y'all can do. You can suck a dick, nigga. I'm much better than what you probably heard about. And what you heard, yeah, that was word of mouth. Woo. My name on your tongue. I said my name on your tongue because I'm a tastemaker. You so faker. I ball like the Lakers. I take a pretty bad picture. I take you later. I see my nigga Don is in NY, in LA. Then he hit my phone soon as I touched down in the bay. He got bitches around him. Hey, see me, babe. See, I story check out. Nigga, we check out. I'm trying to get my mom's house. Using my mouth. Oh, my God. Don't want to rap on this beat. Don't want to rap on this beat. I get it. Just like I do that pussy. When I go on my phone, I be going in. I know when everybody is on. When I'm going, I'm showing. When I show, I keep my flow on. When I go on, then they go on. When I'm going, I'm gone. That's good. I'm living in my vision. I want a vision when it's on. You niggas better know because everybody know what the flow that I got, that I got won't stop. Stopping and it's going and it's going and it's going and I'm flowing like a pro and I'm gone. Check that beat. Check that beat. Let's go. Look at me now. Look at me now. Look at me now. Please look at me. Oh. I got your bitch on my paper. I'm acquiring currency. Nigga. Look at me now. Nigga. Oh. You niggas better have my paper. Better get that paper. Get it right. Check that beat, dog. Check that beat. Check that beat. Yeah. All right, let's get in. One last beat. Let's get real. Let's start with Stunner, man. Stunner, don't stop. Stunner, don't stop. So prolific. So gifted. This one's stopping. Got everything. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. And I'm still coming down on the bitch. I let them know I'm from North Cal. I've been pimping. I said it's Berkeley. 30 on my jersey. 30 in my 40s so them suckers can't hurt me. But they trying to hurt me. Them niggas trying to hurt me. But I be like, hold on, can you can get white shirt beat? I mean, you can get R.I.P. I mean, you can get some real shit and kick it with some G's. I mean, I've been kicking hours but never went to college. Me, I'm a young nigga. Leave me, I'm a thug, nigga. I'm thug like Westside. And I'm going ham. Niggas like, goddamn, that's a lot of grams. Niggas mad at me cause they can't get the scan. And niggas mad cause I keep it cooler than a fan. I'm 80. At 18, I had a Benz. What you mean, nigga? Ben Belgrin. What you mean? Ben had a Celantine. What you mean? Ben had a big gun. And it got the same beam, same clip, same shit with the old bitch. I let them niggas know. And I've been flowing, going. I got your name. So I might see my chain, bitch. No one I see. I woke up in a party still drinking. I'm going and say, look, what I'm talking about? Talking about some different. And what I'm talking about? I'm talking about some kicker shit. And what I'm talking about? Talking about some pimpin' shit. And I can show you how to get it, bitch. I can show you how to do this shit. I came with the trillest nigga. I'm a move this bitch. I got the block, so I move that shit. Them niggas mad what they mean. They can't do this quick. Yeah, I times two. I'm brand new. I see you got one. And look, I got two. But that's just how I do. That's just how I move. Them niggas mad. No, I go full with the pool. Hold on. You do this hard. You do this hard. I ain't do this hard. You gonna do this hard? Hold on, hold on, y'all. You gonna do this hard? Yo, they'll do it like that. They'll do it like that, nigga. They don't want me to say no names, nigga. They don't want me to say no names. Hold on, hold on. Hold on. Let me fix up the blackberry. When I be going in. Let me fix up my blackberry real quick. I wrote this freestyle last night. Oh, that's some New York shit. No offense. Oh. Oh. Hey, she would have me when I came to the West, though. That's no offense. I kissed the boy. Pause. Like, no. I can't fucking clean that up. I said with all due respect. With all due respect. With all due respect. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold on, hold on. With all due respect. Not trying to be a dick, but I'm about to be a dick. God damn. Swag out. Yeah, yeah, yeah. We out here. Y'all rapped enough. I'm sweating. Turn this shit off. Yo. All right. Let's, um. I want to get Stunna and motherfucking Cheli to do that swag on my, uh, bitches on my dick shit. Swag on my dick. Pause. But in the meanwhile. Wow. I'll play this song. You mean swag on my dick? That means I have Versace drawers on. Y'all are the shit. New shit. New shit. Man, I'm just not juiced up. Oh, y'all don't want to do it? I'm going to do whatever I need to do. Yeah, I'm just real sober right now. Yo, LA told me how to day drink. Yeah, that's how you got to do it, man. You just got to wake up and just do it. It did. It taught me, too. That's Coachella, man. That's Coachella. I learned how to do it. I learned how to do it. We leave the city behind us. Straight out of Compton. You need a compass to find us. Water step. Blue. When people call me your highness. Princess of Munda. You get in tune with the lions. Away from the rumors and those who assume what I am. Hawthorne to Hollywood to Hawaiian. Beaches, I'm in the reach of 90 degree climate. And sweet, beautiful sounds of CCY-ians. She a CLK slash G-Wagon driving. I'm a L-A-M-B-O. Hopping out. Cool on autopilot. Smooth ass. Baby's bottoms wet. Johnson baby powder. Hey, cowards. Suck a big dick with eggs on the tip. No homo. Y'all just make me sick. I'm ready for war. I got my rifle. My sword. Blueprint mapped out. This is what it's all about. But for now, cop a sweet out in Singapore. Pina colada with umbrella straws. I'm telling y'all. This is Big K, nigga. Big clip and broad day, nigga. Big K. Wave it, Chuck. Wait, nigga. Nigga, I'm gone. Nigga, I'm ghost. About to touch down on a whole nother coast. Jumping off planes. Hopping on boats. Gonna throw it up then. Nigga, let's toast. Nigga, I'm gone. Nigga, I'm ghost. About to touch down on a whole nother coast. Jumping off planes. Hopping on boats. Even when I'm gone, though my heart's still closed. Sure. Out the hood now. Walking through that white sand. With some Latin women who in it. Watching them belly dance. I got a bellyache. I'm eating too fast. I can't slow down. Ain't full speed of me to catch. I got a big appetite, so I chow down. Park full of hunters. Fuck it, I'm a boss now. I make boss moves. Bitch, I'm overseas. Fucking on four. Bitches blowing four trees. Amsterdam, maybe Oslo, Norway. I do me. I give a damn what a horse say. True. Be pinstripes like Jorge. Can't get fitted on blinds to the doorway. Ha. Yeah, I'm back on that gully shit. Number one hustler to get money with. In Jersey, devil, yeah, you heard me. Play your game for now, but trust I end it early. Exit out this fake shit, no frills. Gotta get back to reality. Traveling through the hills. Bitch, I'm outta here. Deuces, peace. Vete pa carajo. Adios, capisce. Nigga, I'm gone. Nigga, I'm ghost. About to touch down on a whole nother coast. Jumping off planes. Hopping on boats. Gonna throw it up, then nigga, let's toast. Nigga, I'm gone. Nigga, I'm ghost. About to touch down on a whole nother coast. Jumping off planes. Hopping on boats. Even when I'm gone, though my heart's still closed. Full passenger, at Cabin 3, Chicago State. Admission is available for flight. Offload. Shit. I didn't even mean to play this right now. Hold on. Let me, let me. Oh, my God. Hey, what's up? Hey, I got something. We're about to play this new swag king shit right now. Let's get into it. Oh, well, this is that new shit off Mobstamp, all produced by Jeffro. You know what I'm saying? It's called We Mob, featuring the Jacket. It's still downloading, so let's just play this real quick. And meanwhile, we'll play this real quick. We'll play this real quick. This is something that, no, we got this going right now. Then I'll play the swag king song. We missed that swag. Why we can't get no freestyle beats like this, though? Niggas wanna... Hey, bitch, try this. Guarantee turn square to a bi, bitch. You ain't damn bi, bitch. I ain't got time for playing. I'm just saying, yo, we out here dropping bombshells. We out here dropping bombshells. Jeffro, I see you. I see you. 2-8. 8. Let me try to get these niggas, man. I tried totally, man. 8. Let me get them out. I said, ho, nigga, your ass ain't in this shit. You just in the way of all that new shit. And much respect. And we thank you for the blueprint. But you damn near 50 like the young niggas get rich. Do what you learn. Fuck time. All time. It's all I fucking want to do is shine a flat line. Kill this shit every time. Oh, my God. 2-8, 4-9. Because I got to get mine. I said, first I get a ho. Then I get a biz. I just seal my neck. Because fuck it. Stunt it. And I say, niggas, fuck friends. Killer, I do it again. Tell me when it started. Because this shit is never finished. Don't nobody want to face the crown. But it wouldn't take the crown. We just want to make you proud. We just want to make you proud. Although it sucks to be you right now. We just want to make you proud. Although it sucks to be you right now. Damn we lost. Nobody want to face the crown. But they want to take the crown. We just want to make you proud. Although it sucks to be you right now. And I'm the damn we love. You mean everything you couldn't be. I touched what you couldn't reach. They been telling me the top is something I would never see. Fuck it. I just kept it G. Everything luxury. Treat you like my ex and tell you you can never fuck with me. RIP the competition. All these rappers six feet. Dirt nap. I put your career on the white tee. West side show you how that chopper get hyphy. Fuck who don't like me. And shout out to your wifey. Gangsta. I'm the shit bitch fucking credit. Gangsta. Ain't talk about it but I fucking live it. Gangsta. I'll be riding with it. Gangsta. Gotta hustle cause I gotta get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Get it. Although it sucks to be you right now Damn, we lost Nobody wanna face the crown But they wanna take the crown Now we just wanna make you proud Although it sucks to be you right now Damn, we love Ashing all you suckers from the top floor Feel like I did a lot, but I could do more Cause I done seen the blind paint pictures The deaf hear whispers And homie, that's chill shit, real shit We be on that hundred dollar bill shit 2-8, baby, I'm still on that ill shit So much fucking pain, I swear to G that I don't feel shit Where I'm from, talk the wrong way and get your shit split 2-8, you know we started this shit 2-8, still going hard on your bitch 2-8, looking for the L's, baby, this is it 2-8, can't stop, I will never switch 2-8 I take my heart, baby Baby, I can't take 2-8 Don't nobody wanna face the crown But they wanna take the crown We just wanna make you proud Although it sucks to be you right now Damn, we lost Nobody wanna face the crown But they wanna take the crown We just wanna make you proud Although it sucks to be you right now Damn, we lost DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON I was told to keep it cheap, never took deal Pistol in my hand, swear I'm going through hell Real nigga shit, sick of taking a L If I don't make it home, somebody go get my bed It's gon' be lights off, lights off With the niggas on, lights off I ain't giving ass, real shit Here to get it all, lights off Fuck night, nigga, I'm out Whatever it take for me to be Nothing is pretend, stay it all to pen Way I'm at the end, so she's showing me other ways he recommend Knowing I'm fine, whatever, knowing I really is Nigga taught me good Firm, I stood Nigga tried to play me and that trigger got pulled Nobody told me that I couldn't But shit, nobody told me that I could But shit, I knew I would Now I ain't stop until I get them both naked Little motivation, get me through what I'm facing Time already limited, trying not to waste it Now nobody giving it, nigga, I'd rather take it I go and get it when I need mine Bright skin, six feet, guns, knee highs I step tight, I all black or tie Black 4-5 and still crack some smiles Just told the king to cheat, never took 10 Pistol in my hand, swear I'm going through hell Real nigga shit, sick of taking a L If I don't make it home, somebody go get my bed Spare me lights off, chill, lights off Where the niggas at, lights off Lights off, I ain't killing that Lights off, real shit's all Here to get it all, lights off Fuck night, nigga, I'm back Life is a bitch, I told her I don't need her Somewhere in the hood, chopper in a two-seater Planet of the apes, hit the pack like Ceaser Graded out the hood, I ain't never seen Vs Call me Young Chef in the kitchen for a high beat Penthouse trap, 30 shootings in the lobby SGA Mafia, call me Tongue-Guy Disrespect me, they stole away a ketchup body MJ Hustle, stay jumping off packs Same way I hit the mall, go to jumping off racks Jumping on niggas, never jumping on wax Everybody on the target when I'm jumping off tracks Certified status, tell them they can't kill it Emotions paralyzed, tell them I can't feel it Couple niggas had rank, tell them I can't feel it I'm here to steal it, and put them in a coffin Lock it away and sit in it I was told to keep it G, never took tail Pistol in my hand, swear I'm going through hell Real nigga shit, sick of taking a L If I don't make it home, somebody go get my bed, man Lights off, lights off Where the nigga said, lights off Lights off, I ain't killing that Lights off, real shit's all Here to get it all, lights off Fuck night, nigga, I'm dead Success calling like King Minus, you're seeing the icon Fuck the Breitling, Platt, MC, Brighton Got these niggas by the neck, spray them like Windex Lights off, turn they lights off If they get out of pocket, the four-fifth Forget these rap niggas, a solar eclipse You can't stop it The next Russell, my hustle, you can't knock it Cross us, we get it poppin' with no ifs Black Santa show up with no gifts No director, no camera, roll up and throw clips From Houston to Miami, back to Philly To Atlanta, to Chicago, I'm a rider You can find me in the mix, team early in the building Y'all barely in the lobby, if you try me, lights out Catch a homie in his car, I'm a rider I tell the truth like train bees in Sojourner If we not earn it, then y'all eatin' the gay spit I was told to keep it cheap, never took tail Pistol in my hand, swear I'm goin' through hell I said real nigga shit, sick of takin' a L If I don't make it home, somebody go get my bed Spray the lights off, lights off Where the niggas at, lights off I ain't feelin' no lights off Real shit, here to get it back Fuck night, nigga, I'm dead Please allow me to finish the year right again This part three I be that fly motherfucker Harlem what I'm reppin' Whack nigga, quit that bitchin' You got had a stage in a second Green crack for breakfast I smoke till I'm breathless On the west side highway gettin' hit I call it drivin' reckless My money in my pocket, I don't have no money So impressive So I don't need a necklace But these bitches get impressed When you switchin' up Rolexes Fifth Ave shopper If it ain't designer, it ain't proper Stun on these little niggas, I gotcha Who hot, nigga? My slime said we gon' be rich one day If they don't let us eat Then they gon' be the entree I got my hand in my pants Al Bundy But I ain't holdin' on my dick I'm bout that gunplay If you ain't in the bands Bitch, don't make this drum play For sucker-ass niggas This is no country Tonight it's me and Molly She the life of the party And we just rollin' The motherfucker I be ridin' through my old hood But I'm with my new bitch And we both bout that life Lookin' for a new bitch They say they don't like me See me be on some we cool shit Niggas is worse than bitches nowadays With this groupie shit You niggas just wanna talk Dr. Phil Put our body in some chalk So I know it's real When a family plan a funeral I'ma be a man You know it's real You niggas know the deal But then again Y'all probably don't Cause your niggas is Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass Yeah Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass But if something pop What's gon' happen? It's gon' be motherfuckin' Hammer time like Fuck is you stupid We go stupid When we shoot shit We do it Do it Boy, that's why you got These hollow tips of goat Do it Stupid Word Y'all got it She just started to twerk it on a nigga Then look back and tell me daddy it's real And I said to be truthful It don't even matter I'ma work that ass out still Yeah I wish we could take off and go somewhere private Since she on a triple stack pill Cause she bad And plus she buy But shit, then again Baby, I just wanna get potted Tell my weed man bring a onion My Levi's fifty dollars But my belt about seven hundred My Atlanta bitch Ask me why I got so many haters I said when I went to school, bitch Winning was my major Now my campaign gone so strong Skywalk up my cologne Catch a girl in my condo gone Cookin' in a pair of heels and a thong Stolen a life I live right from I smoke weed with a gas mask on Shout out to all my girls doing porn Next time be in my town, hit my horn Trap city bitch Trap, trap city bitch You think I'm payin' for that pussy? You's a silly bitch I got my Houston girl Eatin' out my Philly bitch It's young It's young It's young Why now, Rick? Ask Ask Ask Ask We got Donnison to play some new shit, and then Don's gonna play some new shit, and then Donis is gonna do a song I can't even hear my this is really yeah I'm gonna fuck the world man. Yeah New shit, oh, this is Donna's vicious bunny shit And that's some whole you gotta wait couple months for that shit Yeah, but like I was saying this record right here is something that I want to get stung on like it's just Shit I was living in a bay for eight months, so you know the base shit is running through my veins in the bay in Atlanta We always had a pretty good relationship Like drugs is awesome. We're good cousins man shit. It ain't mixed it ain't nothing man, but you know we're gonna ham on earth I like you'll get the just you get it DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON I'm running procto, soft and simple, rappers bore me. I say, fuck them all, faggots, enjoy your orgy. I admit, in my own city, I'm plenty scared. They'll put you under the guillotine and get ahead. But it's all love, know the heart's black. But we coming for you, call it heart attack. Donnix, a.k.a. Autobond, don't win it. Ask a JBL, it's bomb, bomb, and I tell them niggas. Absolutely, absolutely, I put my name on it. So send me yours truly, I say, absolutely, absolutely. All the thugs gon' love it when they see me, they salute me. What up, what up, what up, when they see me, they salute me. What up, what up, what up, when they see me, they salute me. I say, ain't no feeling quite like the feeling of growth. You and your bitch are both out on the growth. Fresh seafood, wine, all inclusive. She ready to fall in love, but we not exclusive. Committed to money, addicted to hustle. I did it for Donnix. Ooh, Donnix, I love you back in old land. We could've predicted this, how all these other rappers trying to finish my sentences. Saying before I say it. And buying before I try it. Love her before I fuck her. And that just make me excited. Ooh, I'm getting at them. Ooh, I'm getting at them. Living in the present like the past never happened. Fuck a young actress on a million dollar mattress. I am such a chick magnet. That's the law of attraction. Yeah, buddy, you fucking want a big shot. I'm loaded. Everybody get a shot. If you mean, yeah, they say that's what it is. All you really ask about rap. Is it working out for you? I say, absolutely. Absolutely, I put my name on it. So send me yours truly, I say, absolutely. Absolutely, I put my name on it. All the thugs gone up. When they see me, they salute me. What up, what up, what up. When they see me, they salute me. What up, what up, what up. When they see me, they salute me. I say, salute me. I say, salute me. Come in and just murder the whole entire fucking situation. Thunder King, come on next. Yeah, that's hard. That was dope. Absolutely. That's the fucking loop. Yo, why you like those, yo. I'm trying to steal that. You butchering my nigga's shit, man. I'm fine. I sound just like him. Man, Adam, we actually working on an EP. Yeah, we're working on an EP. I'm actually working on something with Adam as well, too. I'm producing. Oh, my God. I'm producing on a map. Ain't nobody sleeping on Adam. Ain't nobody sleeping on motherfucker Adam. I'm an iron ammo. I'll tell you, watch Adam go had a single out of nowhere. I'm on my John Beast. I'm a singer. Yo, you know what, man? I was in the Bay, and we went to some club, like in San Jose, and then this motherfucker John B just popped out of nowhere. He started doing some romantic shit in the club. Oh, man. Had my young Filipino girl. I was like, oh, young lady. Oh, yeah. I used to have like a... You know what time it is. When I was younger, I had a fade. I looked like John B, for real. Real talk, I really did. I had that nigga just sing ass to my birthday. He started doing that shit with Pac. I was like, girl, you know what time it is. That nigga probably playing at birthdays and bar mitzvahs and shit. Hey, John B had that white face. Y'all respect that haircut. Like, John B had a great haircut in his prime. You know what I'm saying? Yo, he was in color me bad, right? He was a good... He had that black man, white fade, and it was real lined up. I remember that. I remember that. I was like... What's wrong with John B, though? The big head, you know, dark haired white boy, bro. Is that gonna be hot? And color me bad? No, no, and color me bad. He's a solo. Solo artist. I know that nigga wasn't in color me bad. I'm fucking... What was that song? Dude, I got a nice fade, too. If I can remember a song, bro, you just know it, bro. What is it? It's crazy. He knows who John B is. Oh, man. Swag. Tell us, John B. Swag. Where y'all at with the fucking buttons, man? Where the fuck is the buttons in there? Y'all niggas is trash on the buttons. Swag. Swag. Swag. Swag. Swag. Swag. That's a button? It's not a button. It's a lifestyle. It's an automatic button. No, do the swipe. Do the swipe that I like. Bit, bit, bit, bit. Ah, you told me to put the button down. I don't like that one, bro. I never told you niggas about the button. Bit, bit, bit, bit. Swag. Swag. Swag. I'm gonna take my headphones off. Y'all let me do it. All right. All right. Someone take that away from Kelly, please. Swag. Swag. Swag. All right. We're gonna end the show, but we're gonna end it off with Donna's doing a song live. All right. Let's do it, man. It's right here. All right. Let's film this. I would call this motherfucker a single. Maybe. Perhaps. Depends how the fans fuck with me. Are you gonna stand up with the mic up if you want? It's up to you. All right, man. Let's not get shit crazy. Let's get into it. Let's not get shit crazy. Oh my god Oh my god Tim Westwood Who knows how to do A European accent I thought it was Tim Westwood accent No one Can I get up Bring Hunnids and Hawks Yeah Yeah Champagne, cafe Mrs. Satter Mrs. Bunny What's up with that pussy What's up with that pussy What's up with that pussy Hello Kitty Hello Kitty Hello Kitty Hello Kitty Hello Kitty Hello Kitty Ask Ask Ask Ask Ask Oh my God, you're perfect. Yeah, and I get sick of every dime I tap. I think I need some dime a tap. I'm coughing up these ones. Coffins might be needed. Too many dead presidents. Heard I got a girl and she ain't fucked a suck me ever since. Real talk. True story. If I don't fuck her, then my dogs fuck her for me. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. We talking about that prison, by the way. We got it. We got it. We got it. To totally sexy Lynn. If I say hello, keep it on the L-O. If I say hello, keep it on the L-O. We getting busy like we got it on the schedule. Work, work, work, work, work. Oh my God, you're perfect. Yeah. Huh. And I get sick of every dime I tap. I think I need some dime a tap. I'm coughing up these ones. Coff, cough. Coffins might be needed. Too many dead presidents. Heard I got a girl and she ain't fucked a suck me ever since. Damn. Real talk. Real talk. Truth story. If I can't fuck her, then my dogs fuck in front of me. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Might throw teens, might throw 20s. Wanna see ass, wanna see titties. Boy got money, bitch, she got pennies. Oh, man, you're on. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Say this shit, it's coming, y'all. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. Hello, kitty. I just went ham on you, nigga. I just went ham on you, nigga. Damn. Then we go in the record, we go in the record, it's just gonna fade out like, what's up with that pussy? What's up with that pussy? What's up with that pussy? Tell me. What's up with that pussy? Just a question, tell me. We got him. Hey, hey. What's up with that pussy, man? See what I'm saying, man? Y'all at the wrong stage. He's leaving. Telly is offended. Yo. All right, pussy. What's up with pussy? What's up with pussy, man? What? I didn't know what you were talking about. Wait, hey. Oh, my God. 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DJ Izzo and Jasmine Solano's gonna be getting it in there. And then we got some new shit at Cha-Cha Lounge on like the 22nd or 24th. Yeah, you're killing it. Bam. I love Cha-Cha. I'm a gorgeous bitch with a horse's dick. You feel me? Swag. We get a bottle of it at that shit. Where? At DeMar? Do we have to do that though? I like going to shit like that. DeMar, we gonna get it for free. Oh, okay, cool. Let's just not make that. Is this French?