Just like we're doing with Kendrick, Ab-Soul, Jay Rock and Stalley on the 19th, the Dopehouse is teaming up with Purple Krown and TheWellVersed to bring A$AP Rocky, ScHoolboy Q and Danny Brown to Vegas. I've got a couple pairs of tickets to give away and all you've gotta do is hit the c-section with your favorite verse from the three.

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  • http://Thisbeachhouse.com Ken M Wu

    "Blunt After Blunt" by Danny Brown

    Kush gotta nigga feeling awesome
    Ate that bitch pussy 'til she squirted like a dolphin
    Told her bend over, hit that shit doggy
    Called her a cab then I told that bitch to call me
    Danny Brown bitch, tell me what you need
    I got some Adderall and fire ass weed
    And they try to tell me I get too high
    That's a lie if so bitch I woulda been died
    But the flow OD, don't get cochesed, capiche?
    Fuck with me, fuck around and be deceased
    Rest in peace wack niggas with your oversized clothes
    Complain about my jeans cause I'm taking all they hoes
    Hold up, wait a minute
    Your pussy ain't shit 'til you had some Danny in it
    I'm gone off a Zanny nodding off watching menace
    Rolling on some purple that my nigga call Grimmace
    Bitch I ain't finish
    These bars was test tubed in the lab with foreign chemist
    Rolling testers on it but statistics got slumped
    I'm smoking blunt after blunt

  • http://yaco.com Jacob Kidane

    "Enjoy your mind trip, but don't trip on your mind"

  • Gabe G

    Gloomy on sunny days
    Shadows no house or trees
    Prayers not close to me as I bow down and take a knee
    Hell goes far as the eye can see
    Hoodies and weaponry
    Naive to being free
    Locked up we chasing keys
    How ya eyes investigate us
    While we look up to entertainers ball players pistol bangers
    Big brothers uncles uncles
    Betrayed by a lot of homies
    all my friendships stay on shuffle
    Huddles steady find a plan
    Spread evil beyond the land
    As I clench down upon this trigger
    The burn fuckin burn
    Every step to getting deeper
    Survival my main concern
    Marinating in Satan’s sweat take a sip of this holy water
    Hoping God still keep me blessed
    With a dark shield for my armor

  • http://www.liligi.com LILIGI

    Dannayyy (Die LIke a Rockstar):

    Brown bless the mic like gesundheit
    Bud 'bout the size of a bonzai, kick it like Muay Thai
    Flow like sci-fi in high def
    I'm righteous and still bust a nut up on a bitch chest

    Schoolboy Q (From 'Spiteful Chant'):
    I was somewhere stuck with a flame here
    Motherfucker see how far that I came here
    Went broke and I came up in the same year
    Can I get a hell yea?
    Drop my tear, hold my joy, show my pride
    (Music saved my fucking life
    I'm doing right
    And you left behind
    Feel my pain, now I'm styling
    Hermes shit, I spent a thousand
    Different homes, different islands)
    Dropped my mixtape and it sold like an album
    Reason why I’m...

    A$AP Rocky (From 'Wassup'.... I know....Just cuz I rep Harlem. lol):

    Pretty nigga in some shit you never hear of
    Only thing bigger than my ego is my mirror
    Yeah, clothes getting weirder
    Money get longer, pretty nigga pin your hair up
    The nerve of this dude
    But I'm cool as a fan, 40 ounce full of brew

  • http://twitter.com/ray07 Ray L.

    A$AP - Trilla
    Pass some mothafuckin' Swisher, pour some mothafuckin' liquor
    For my mothafuckin' niggas who ain't wit us, keep it trilla
    My gold teeth, my french braids, gettin' throwed since 10th grade
    Wealth is in the mind, not the pocket, if that's the case, then I been paid
    Herringbone chain, my gold frames, my Cartiers, you small change
    You bitch made, I'm old school like gemstars and switchblades
    I spit game, I get paid, I pimp game
    I be that pretty muthafucka, ASAP is just my nickname.

    ScHoolboy Q - Blessed
    Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga
    Really think about it, could be worse my nigga
    Don't stress my nigga, yes my nigga
    We all blessed my nigga.

    Danny Brown - XXX
    I never leave the house ain't slept in three days
    Popping pills, writing, drinking and smoking haze
    Weaving kicks and snares, tryna dodge these hooks
    Keep it original something that's overlooked
    The way a nigga going might go out like Sam Cooke
    Or locked up calling home for money on my books
    Cause if this shit don't work, nigga I failed at life
    Turning to these drugs, now these drugs turned my life
    And it's the downward spiral, got me suicidal
    But too scared to do it so these pills will be the rifle

  • Brian Richie

    "Mama said leave weed alone but I think I need it oh oh" - ASAP Rocky

  • http://pt-br.facebook.com/pages/The-Raprockrasta/176970045744767 moses

    Uh, It was all a dream, I swear it never happened
    I wrote like Edgar Allen, I was po' like Edgar Allen
    Let me hit the weed, you know I really need that
    Missing screws, bending rules like kneecaps
    I don't even know what's real, I'm just being real
    Making moves, you just another human being; being still
    Play the fool, you jealous dudes are just a plate of food
    Tell the truth, I'm the coldest cat, sabertooth
    Blaze the booth, blaze the buddah, this ain't hookah
    You hit this shit a few times, you might see the future
    Ask my nigga Blocka, we be rolling up that Blanka
    Just retire, if I light this fire I might blow your block up

  • http://yaco.com Jacob Kidane

    "We in space where a matter don't matter"
    a b dash s o u l infinity

  • http://pt-br.facebook.com/pages/The-Raprockrasta/176970045744767 moses

    Ain't got no jewelry on still I'm shinin' hard
    Ain't got no bodyguard walkin' solo through the mall
    Bitches and the hoes know they see me they like: "There he go!"
    They be like: "There he go! Schoolboy, there he go!"
    Chiefin' like a muthafuckin' Seminole
    Here we go, off probation probably go to Me-hi-co
    Furthermore, can't find this in the store, this shit ain't for the low
    Got my daughter swaggin' like her muthafuckin' daddy though
    The patio, what a muthafuckin' view
    Nappy chin hairs, bitch I'm muthafuckin' Q
    Uhhh, muthafucka', muthafucka' yeah
    Fuckin' is my favorite word, reason why I'm fuckin' her
    She swallow my dick and balls, whatever occur
    Purr, I love that kitty cat
    Ass fat, throw it back, I can't believe you wifing that
    Deepthroat, seven or eleven, she's a double gulp
    My pistol drawn, her boyfriend got me paranoid
    Nigga try sneakin' up on me and I'm makin' noise
    But what I failed to understand
    I'm the muthafuckin' man, ran into him, he's a fan
    Goddamn...

  • Dj

    Schoolboy Q - Brand New Guy

    345 be the big toy, now which nigga want it with the fat boy?
    Clipped up like I'm paranoid, high as hell nigga, Fitzroy
    Pull it off through the city like skirt
    Seen that ho nigga like errr, hopped up on a nigga like murk
    Put that pussy nigga in a purse
    You wouldn't be the first, cover him with dirt
    Put him in the ground, he was down to earth
    N'act up nigga, I been down since birth
    Backpack full of random work
    With two bad hoes I'll teach you how to jerk
    Teach you how to jerk, swaggin' in my J's
    Pop me a pill and throw that pussy a rave
    My prerogative ways
    Nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade
    Brand new nigga with the brand new venue
    Sold that bitch out shoulda made that ho bigger
    Killing careers make these cupcakes remember
    My objective is to serve your agenda
    Biggie and Nas put they ass in a blender
    Sprinkle some 50 and came out this nigga
    Equipped with a gat and the dick in your mouth
    Balls in my hands and your bitch in my house
    Twisting up weed, I'm digging her out
    Just filling her out
    Do all that shit you be talking about
    While you gone? Shit, Netflix on your couch
    What this popcorn about?
    Microwave oven while you out there cuffin'
    You over there lovin'
    That bitch be my stuffing, like.. like we really be fucking

    Asap Rocky - Leaf

    Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
    Tired of these dances by these fucking backpackers
    And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony niggas
    I'm sticking to these bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters
    I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment
    I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my climate
    I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds
    Basically I'm tired of feeling sick and tired
    ASAP, born in money makin' Manhattan
    Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion
    Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my nigga Mondre
    If you disrespect them niggas then I'm polishin' the nadre
    And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and padre
    Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or they strange
    They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max
    Little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this, get off my dick

    Danny Brown XXX

    Colder tExplainhan them grits they fed slaves
    Me to rap is like water to raves
    AK's with bayonets on deck, rep my set
    Sorta like Squidward and his clarinet
    I'm in ya bitch mouth but she just fantasizing
    Staring at my skinnys said it's so tantalizing
    Dog I'm strategizing, plotting on throne
    The masta of the ace sitting on chrome
    Dark nights tryna sleep stomach on fire
    Delusional from hunger so I couldn't get tired
    Imagining the equalizer goin from green to red
    Words that rhyme together just appear all in my head
    Sorta like Neo with them Matrix codes
    I try to escape it hoping drugs a numb a soul
    Say I'm getting old and times running out
    Repeating instrumentals tryna figure patterns out
    I never leave the house ain't slept in three days
    Popping pills, writing, drinking and smoking haze
    Weaving kicks and snares, tryna dodge these hooks
    Keep it original something that's overlooked
    The way a nigga going might go out like Sam Cooke
    Or locked up calling home for money on my books
    Cause if this shit don't work, nigga I failed at life
    Turning to these drugs, now these drugs turned my life
    And it's the downward spiral, got me suicidal
    But too scared to do it so these pills will be the rifle
    Surpassing all my idols, took the wrong turn
    But can't go back now so now let that blunt burn
    Cause now its my turn if I fuck it all up
    Took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs
    I took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs
    Triple X

  • http://yaco.com Jacob Kidane

    "We in a space where a matter don't matter"
    a b dash s o u l infinity

  • http://pt-br.facebook.com/pages/The-Raprockrasta/176970045744767 moses

    Remember when my first meal was school lunch
    Now I spit a 16 straight with no punch
    Remember all for dinner all we ate was Captain Crunch
    Now we blow big blunts on the way to brunch
    Went from good fella to commissary slips
    Now I got back up man every time I slipped
    Never ever quit, I just kept on pursuing
    Teacher always ask me, what was I doing
    Scribbled in my notebook and never did homework
    Low attention span, guess these Adderall worked
    Rocked Tommy Hil shirts, ones with the boat
    Rockport kicks way before we even smoked
    Used to have baby lungs, choking when I hit it
    Nowadays lace a whole seven in a sitting
    Remember back then we thought we growed up
    Rushing at a kid just to be grown up

  • http://pt-br.facebook.com/pages/The-Raprockrasta/176970045744767 moses

    asap- Wait hold up, back in this mothafuckin' bitch once again
    It's the pretty mothafucka with a 40 ounce of brew
    My nigga Q and we drunker than a bitch
    We gettin' millis mothafucka yeah, uh
    Nigga weed and brews, unbelieveable
    Got a freak or two, in my vehicle
    Got the purple drink, got the yellow drink
    Then we mix it up, call it Pikachu
    With a little bit of crack, little bit of dope
    Little bit of smoke, little coke
    Little weed, when they on them pills
    Little bit of E, little bit of shrooms
    Little bit of deuce, what it do, hand on the wheels
    And I keep the illest, trillest bitches while I'm swaggin' it
    Crush a bit, little bit, that's my pursuit of happiness dannybrown-
    Now I spit a 16 straight with no punch
    Remember all for dinner all we ate was Captain Crunch
    Now we blow big blunts on the way to brunch
    Went from good fella to commissary slips
    Now I got back up man every time I slipped
    Never ever quit, I just kept on pursuing
    Teacher always ask me, what was I doing
    Scribbled in my notebook and never did homework
    Low attention span, guess these Adderall worked
    Rocked Tommy Hil shirts, ones with the boat
    Rockport kicks way before we even smoked
    Used to have baby lungs, choking when I hit it
    Nowadays lace a whole seven in a sitting
    Remember back then we thought we growed up
    Rushing at a kid just to be grown up

    schoolboy-q-Ain’t got no jewelry on still I’m shinin’ hard
    Ain’t got no bodyguard walkin’ solo through the mall
    Bitches and the hoes know they see me they like: “There he go!”
    They be like: “There he go! Schoolboy, there he go!”
    Chiefin’ like a muthafuckin’ Seminole
    Here we go, off probation probably go to Me-hi-co
    Furthermore, can’t find this in the store, this shit ain’t for the low
    Got my daughter swaggin’ like her muthafuckin’ daddy though
    The patio, what a muthafuckin’ view
    Nappy chin hairs, bitch I’m muthafuckin’ Q
    Uhhh, muthafucka’, muthafucka’ yeah
    Fuckin’ is my favorite word, reason why I’m fuckin’ her
    She swallow my dick and balls, whatever occur
    Purr, I love that kitty cat
    Ass fat, throw it back, I can’t believe you wifing that
    Deepthroat, seven or eleven, she’s a double gulp
    My pistol drawn, her boyfriend got me paranoid
    Nigga try sneakin’ up on me and I’m makin’ noise
    But what I failed to understand
    I’m the muthafuckin’ man, ran into him, he’s a fan
    Goddamn…

  • G

    ScHoolboy Q - Blessed:

    "What it's like for a nigga like me?
    Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep
    But this is now, nigga!

    Ones for the money, two for the bitches,
    Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it.
    Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished,
    Turn that motherfucker to a critic.
    Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg.
    I was hangin' on them corners late
    Pockets wasn't straight, bitch
    I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg.
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga.
    I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger
    But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest.
    To all my niggas I would die for,
    Load my pistol up, go out and war for.
    To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets,
    Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak.
    To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen,
    Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in.
    To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today,
    Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray."

    Might feel like you dont have shit but recognize we all blessed my nigga!

  • young jay

    Danny Brown - 30
    Sent ya bitch a dick pic and now she need glasses
    Turn your bitch Slick Rick right now if I flashed it
    Ate a couple pills took the bud out the plastic
    Flicking bogey ashes bitch I stay blasted
    Microphone Cassius, magic with the sick shit
    'posed to been dead but bitch I’m still up in this bitch
    Verbal herbal poison, words I contortion
    Fucked a pregnant bitch, save money on her abortion
    I feel like Billy Corgan in a church playing organ
    Covering Too Short, smoking a Newport
    Hurt hope the drugs will help the pain to go away
    But all these thoughts up in my head made the sane go astray
    Step inside a mind that revolves around the rhyme
    And every time he close his eyes see visions of white lines
    Dying in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something
    Don’t know her name but the paramedics chest pumping
    30 something black male OD'ed off of pills
    That he wasn’t prescribed but they took his life
    Let behind a daughter that doesn’t really even know him
    Cause her momma thought he wouldn’t make a living off them poems
    But it was a long journey on a rocky road
    Had a hoody and a jacket on the bus in snow
    Walking in the cold on the way to the studio
    Smoking on a loosey that was just a couple years ago
    Dropped a couple free mixtapes on the net
    And niggas tried to front like it wasn’t all that
    But guess what bitch I’m coming back
    Guess what bitch I’m coming back
    Signed to Fool's Gold and everything’s all gnarly
    Bitches want my number just to get up in party
    Came along way from extension cords in the window
    Borrowing neighbors power just to plug up the Nintendo
    Where the ovens never closed and stoves never off
    Every winter so cold niggas sleeping wearing scarves
    But I would always tell myself that it's gone get better
    You know who you is, you the greatest rapper ever
    So now the pressures on 'em to prove that voice right
    Some people never know they goals he know his whole life
    So now his turn up fixing up to bat
    Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
    Never learned to rap I just always knew how
    So ever since 8 I knew what I would now
    When I turned 28 they like what you gone do now
    And now a nigga 30 I don’t you heard me
    So the last ten years I been so fucking stressed
    Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest
    The thought of no success it got me chasing death
    Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD’ing next, Triple X

    ScHoolboy Q - Sacrilegious
    Gloomy on sunny days
    Shadows no house or trees
    Prayers not close to me as I bow down and take a knee
    Hell goes far as the eye can see
    Hoodies and weaponry
    Naïve to being free
    Locked up, we chasing keys
    How ya eyes investigate us
    While we look up to entertainers, ball players, pistol bangers
    Big brothers, uncles, uncles
    Betrayed by a lot of homies, all my friendships stay on shuffle
    Huddles, steady find a plan, spread evil beyond the land
    As I clench down upon this trigger
    The burn fuckin' burn
    Every step to getting deeper
    Survival my main concern
    Marinating in Satan’s sweat, take a sip of this holy water
    Hoping God still keep me blessed
    With a dark shield for my armor

    A$AP Rocky - Pretty Flacko
    Skinny nigga, Pretty Flacko, nigga gripping that chopper
    Party like a rocker but my niggas wilder than Flocka
    Whip game proper cause I spit to all of these boppas
    I'm big-bodied partner and you niggas talking that tonka
    I'm as famous as Mozart, hoes lark on my go kart
    Get niggas for the Goyard it cost too much so we bogart
    We take yours, nigga Deebo, hoes love that my teeth gold
    My hair wild, my gold fangs, my eyes red, that’s beast mode
    New hoes I keep those, bad bitch by the week, oh
    It’s on, it’s on to the next ho, I pray to God that she deep throat
    I ain't going back to being broke, pussy, money and free clothes
    Can’t forget about the weed smoke, niggas stick to the G code
    Coming down, getting throwed, bitches all up in my zone
    35, 44, niggas know we get the show
    Pusherman with the kilos, iPhone full of freak hoes
    Fuck you mean we ain't wild? We crowd surf at the pre-shows
    She fucking Pretty Flacko, she want that Pretty Flacko
    It's beef, I'm splitting your taco, you niggas out of your nachos
    Cause bad bitches man I got those and the rose Lexes man I rock those
    And I pop hoes, got a drop Rolls with a snot nose in my condo

  • Leonard R.

    ASAP Rocky-Peso
    "Your bitches said that I'm hot, man I told her I agree
    She going really think I'm hot, if I told her my degrees
    Pull up in that hard-top, showing off my keys
    Graduate school of hard-knocks, I can show you my degrees
    Couple A, B, C's, bad bitch double D
    Popping E I don't give a F, told you I'm a G
    A.S.A.P., Stevie got it on his sleeve
    But I got it on my chest, my nigga this is what I breath
    Inhale, exhale, cocaine X pills
    Import, export, Harlem catching wrecks still
    So mami show me how that neck feel
    Later show me how the rest feel, for now just chill"

    Schoolboy Q-Blessed
    "Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?
    You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter
    I grip her harder
    Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit
    Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like
    "It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight."
    Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!
    Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!
    You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around
    Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool
    To be livin' by the street rules
    Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school
    But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah
    Remain' solid brah
    Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah
    A nigga proud of ya'

    Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs
    We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees
    See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son"

    Danny Brown- Party All Night
    "Skip semester, class is a past
    Say she goin back but she ain't goin back
    Cause time ain't wating for a future on hold
    At glass tables on her knees sniffing coke
    Tell her get a hold, grip on life
    Rather fill her cup up liquor with no ice
    Twice had an abortion
    Young, dumb misfortune
    Rate that going she might be whoring
    Signs she ignoring but dosen't recognize
    Blind to what's occuring what's goin on in ya mind
    Seven days a week same shit every morning
    Calling her a cab from differnet niggas apartment
    Wanting her to change but she won't, dog
    Just another number in her fucking call log
    Lost in the fog, head in the smoke
    Laughing at the world cause her life is a joke"

  • aaron b

    schoolboy q: sacrilegious
    have your eyes investigate us
    as we look up to entertainers, ballplayers, pistol bangers
    big brothers, uncles
    uncles betrayed by a lot of homies
    all my friendships stay on shuffle
    huddle stay trying to find a plan
    spread evil beyond the land
    as i clinch down up on this trigger
    and burn fucker burn
    every step i take keep getting deeper
    survival my main concern
    marinating in satin's sweat
    take a sip of this holy water
    hoping God still keep me blessed
    with a dark shield for my armour

  • Mike A

    Danny Brown - Molly Ringwald

    Danny Brown so that ain't fair
    Looking for your bitch like "Who? What? Where?"
    Triple that molly on the top front tip
    Chillin' in the deep I ain't going nowhere
    Ho suck me off then said take care
    Off a Drake CD don't go there
    Now the ho wanna freak me like it's 94 and I'm JoJo
    Told the ho when she meet me on the creep creep no photos
    Got a bad bitch and she choke and all she want is these shows
    Hit me up the status is kosher
    Dome me up watching Colbert
    Nigga I'm never sober
    Hungover
    And that bag
    Dipping with my index my pinky up like that
    So bitch I'm on some movie shit
    No director shit but Spike that
    Bought an eigth of them cookies
    Two hours I was right back
    Flo's in them cups so nigga go and Sprite that
    Yo bitch know what's up my nigga go on and light that
    I'm slumped against the wall bitches on my box.
    Red head ho look like Molly Ringwald

    A$ap Rocky Bath Salts

    A$AP niggas we aliens
    Cold-blooded nigga, reptilian
    Acid, acid, ambiens
    Only fuck a bitch if she lesbian
    Trill nigga, son said he got the key on lock
    Juice got the juice, nigga Meech gon' pop
    Addie in the Caddy with the heat on cock
    When a Mac go *blakk* cuz the beef don't stop, nigga
    My name is, that pretty motherfucker
    From the land of the lost of the gully and the gutta
    See the Preds made a toast for the honey and the butter
    Only die for two things, that's more money and my mother, motherfucker!
    Niggas know my name, did I stutter?
    Niggas know me, man I keep it one hunna
    I'm a stunna
    Hood By Air for the summer
    Toast to the God and it cost nine hunna
    So-so ru-run up if you wanna
    Mack in the backpack, right by the Macbook
    And I rep that Harlem
    And my Zombie niggas straight out of Flatbush

    Schoolboy Q Gangster in designer

    #HiiPoWeR bitch! Let 'em know the players here
    I said #HiiPoWeR bitch! Gimme gangster of the year
    This for my holmes on Figg and homies on the tier
    Always keep this shit groovy nigga not sheds a tear
    Black gat, black whip, no tags on it
    Face tats cuz for sure gon' throw the mask on it
    Burner on my lap, nigga motherfuck the cops
    DEA and all the feds gon' be my murder plot
    Money cash hoes by the dozen
    Never started crackin bitches started cookin onions
    Uhh; now my weed habit always funded
    And these college broads be fuckin do whatever have 'em flunkin
    Uhh, a-ten-hut! Yeah

  • Mohommad

    "Uk niggas up in the pubs watching them soccer games
    We drunk as fuck nigga we bumping waka flame
    Pla pla plow
    YO BITCH SHE WANNA FUCK
    YO BITCH SHE WANNA SUCK
    fuck you think she suppose to do?
    But if she fuck me she gotta fuck the krew"
    Chops me it'll be a Molly dream come true to finally go to Vegas and get turnt up seeingdanny and ASAP!

  • Trill Pharaoh

    School boy Q unnessary
    ASAP rocky peso
    Danny brown Blunt after blunt

  • http://www.bigpthefilm.com Kristina

    Barbed Wire...got me through a rough time when I thought I wouldn't get back on my feet.

    "Have youExplain ever felt like, you finally got life
    You finally got right? No longer a black sheep
    Livin' off ya dreams like Christina uh-Milian in the front seat
    Of a convertible elopin' to get married
    What a feeling of overcoming the odds
    It's like I just hit the lottery, my God
    There must be a God
    Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling Ali
    Now ya lifestyles lookin' up and you escaped the crooked cops and you ain't have to kill a nigga just to make a couple bucks
    And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions
    Got an independent business mind
    And both of ya'll are steady grindin, doin' it the legal way just tryna make a decent pay on every second of the day
    But they won't give you the credit, disses out they mouth
    You must enter the Illuminati just to ball out"

  • JAyP

    Snatch a nigga Carties off his face, no burner
    Got a Eastside nigga that'll leave you on Vernor
    Burberry belt, yo bitch wanna unbuckle it
    Off of 2 lines, now she wanna suck on it
    IPhone ringing and it's all about a profit
    Coke and white bitches, nigga that's the topic
    Smoking on them cookies, dropping ashes on the Balmain
    Ain't talking 'bout hooping, when she say ball game
    Drinking on a [tall can?], bitch get naked
    Told that ho to suck my dick, she said "give me a second"
    The mothafuckin' bruiser put it all in your medula
    Hit the poop shooter, shoot it on her soup cooler

    Danny Brown on Coke & White Bitches with A$AP MOB

  • VVRON L.

    1) A$ap Rocky: Bath Salt. the second part of his verse was legendary!:
    A$AP niggas we aliens
    Cold-blooded nigga, reptilian
    Acid, acid, ambiens
    Only fuck a bitch if she lesbian
    Trill nigga, son said he got the key on lock
    Juice got the juice, nigga Meech gon' pop
    Addie in the Caddy with the heat on cock
    When a Mac go *blakk* cuz the beef don't stop, nigga
    My name is, that pretty motherfucker
    From the land of the lost of the gully and the gutta
    See the Preds made a toast for the honey and the butter
    Only die for two things, THAT'S MONEY AND MY MOTHER, MOTHERFUCKER!
    Niggas know my name, did I stutter?
    Niggas know me, man I keep it one hunna
    I'm a stunna
    Hood By Air for the summer
    Toast to the God and it cost nine hunna
    So-so ru-run up if you wanna
    Mack in the backpack, right by the Macbook
    And I rep that Harlem
    And my Zombie niggas straight out of Flatbushhhhhh

    2)Lloyd Banks ft. Schoolboy Q: Gettin By. Q's verse made this mixtape that much doper!:
    Figggg Sideeeeeeeee
    Dear hater, a player is definitely in your radar
    My bitch goes to work, she fucks me on her day off
    Laid off? huh, why would she fuck with a nigga like you?
    She wanna fuck with a nigga named Q
    Number 1 gangster can’t be two
    Gotta get dough I ain’t tryin’ to be poor
    Never go broke cuz his rap many slow
    Lie to my daughter like I'm chopping up soap
    Gotta sell dope, every gram mean hope
    Fuck you mean, what the fuck you know
    Still ain’t met another nigga like me
    Sippin Hennessy, weed crumbs on the seat
    Hollow tip shots motherfucker I’m a G
    Let’s get slow, slur relax
    And have no worries ’cause I’m blessed
    Made 20 thousand dollars through a fucking text
    And I said yes before I stretch, she give me neck, your city next
    So this your town, fuck your respect
    I’m the headline you don’t get my check
    Back wood toke, let a real nigga smoke
    Eyes bloodshot right behind these locs
    Tryin’ to get a house up out these folks
    Pimped out ride with the new gold spokes
    Spark a blunt, pass it around
    Prowl the bitch and dick her down
    Me & Banks was smoking loud
    Bet your ho will leave you now

    3) Ab-Soul ft. Danny Brown: Terrorist Threats. Danny's verse was too raw and real!:

    Extra pills, extra pills
    Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real
    My baby needs some enfamil
    So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill
    Pull around, come back, oh forreal?
    Talk blue off low for some teal
    Get lined up like homeless meals
    Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?
    Okay-kay-kay
    Don’t try to stop it, get in my way
    You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play
    AK-melee, make ya obey, okay?
    Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed
    Cause I ain’t got shit but an EBT card from a fiend
    That owe me and it’s in her daughter name
    How the fuck is they pose to eat?
    How the fuck am I pose to eat?
    Got a nigga in the streets, no health care
    Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet
    So fuck you, you don’t give a fuck about me
    Can’t get a job if they drug test me
    Got a nigga stressed depressed
    Got a feeling in his chest
    And the world’s stripped of happiness
    I ain’t got no gavel
    I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
    I just wanna be free
    I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel

  • Nick Noriega

    On Some Other Shit - Black Hippy

    (Ab Soul)
    Sergeant salute me
    Sergeant salute me, Ab-Soul-Loutley
    On some other shit leave the booth full of dookie
    Off the head like a noogie and my life's like a movie
    Play your role while I roll another doobie

  • Nicholas Noriega

    Ridin' - ASAP Rocky ft. Lana Del Ray

    Swervin', swervin', gettin' all them dimes
    Tell her I be doin', I be swaggin' to my prime
    This ain't all the time, it happens all the time
    That's a big contradiction, get your money on your mind
    What, what, tell her I be on a chase
    Chasin' for that paper and you see me on that race
    What, what, tell her I be goin' first
    I be gon' first and they put me in a hearse, oh
    One big room, full of bad bitches, no
    One big room and it's full of mad bitches
    Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
    Tell 'em that you doin' it, you mean to do it big
    I said, one big room, full of bad bitches, no it's
    One big room and it's full of mad bitches, I said
    Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
    Tell 'em when you do it that you only do it big

  • Carlos Parga

    Peso by Asap Rocky

    erse 1]
    I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm repping

    Tell my niggas quit the bitching, we gon' make it in a second
    Never disrespected plus I'm well connected
    With this coke that I imported, just important as your president
    Swagger so impressive and I don't need a necklace
    But these bitches get impressed when you pull up in that 7
    Them 6's, them Benzes, I gets get the freshest
    Raf Simons, Rick Owens usually what I'm dressed in
    Blowing blunts rolling doobies up, smoking sections
    Groupies rush hold they boobies up, in my direction
    Quit with all the fronting, you ain't round my clique for nothing
    Cause our presence is a present, just to kick it is a blessing

  • Hassnan Khan

    Ab-soul Ft Kendrick lamar - Turn me Up

    Come come now
    Pac told me fuck the world, I'm bout to cum now
    I've been a pro, but now I'm profound
    Propane on posers, restraining from the dosier
    Imagine if I smoke, I probably come up with a quote, so heavy you'll forget every album you heard from Hova
    Or 2pacalypse I'm Hub City's novelist
    Come and get your scholarship, I'm taking kids to school
    A pool full the spit, dive in, I'm bout to drool
    You'll drown tryin ta backstroke on concepts that I wrote
    I was a black sheep, but now I'm just a goat
    And I'm about to elope, married to the game yo
    This is hip hop at it's finest, when you find this in a Ziploc
    Til the wheels fall off, fuck a pit-stop
    Or what not, where my tear drop, I murdered it
    My pot-holes is turbulence
    I'm in the sky wit it
    When you listening to Kendrick.....just...

  • cali life.

    Schoolboy q - live again

    Tryna move forward, though it never stops A mother's son dead, was killed by some kids, popped shots They back and forth Murder for murder, the beef recycled is vital No idols, bunch of 'em read bibles Allies that turned to rivals, niggas turned street disciples Smokers get high as Eiffels Addicted to being fiends cause of Feds, as we pledge to let our plague spread Tiny this, and if it that they banging back as they a-dapt to being black, straps and gang tats, look Rats get mouse traps, can't afford tuition But hit a lick, I bet I earn crack, I heard that Looking at the sky, just hoping that a light will shine Daylight saving time all the time on this block of mine All the time with this Glock of mine Swear to God man it ain't a rhyme, I grind for a piece of mind Co-sign

  • David

    FIGG SIDE

    It's midnight, where the bitches at
    See a ho, pimp a ho, put her on the track
    Put her in the gas station, hiding from the white and black
    They gotta make a living so they put us on our back
    But why they gotta judge us when we do it back
    Mickey D's and Burger King still make sure that my daughter fat
    Close to Christmas on November, best believe I gotta jack
    Been coming to this store for years, the cops come behind me about a snack
    But thanks Ms. Han, Jackie Chan, sake bomb
    Any Catholic different, Wolverine like Michigan
    Wolver Street know what it be
    Hanging in front of the laundrymat til two or three
    With like two or three
    Uh, everyone asleep so shall we creep
    Money to gain up in them streets
    Shall I preach about this beat
    Puffy ain't got shit on me
    Better yet this L.A. heat
    Figueroa, Figg Side money block

  • Edgar

    A$AP Rocky

    Back in this muthafuckin bitch/Once again
    It's the Pretty Muthafuckin'/Whatup
    40oz of brew/With the homie Q
    And we drunker than a bitch
    We getting in this muthafuckas
    Weed and brew/its unbelievable
    Got a freak or two/in my Vehicle
    Purple Drink/yellow Drink/Mix it up
    Call it pikachu
    With a little bit of crack/little bit of dope
    Lil bit of E/Lil bit of Shrooms
    Lil bit of doops
    And I keep the illest/trillest
    Bitches/While I'm swagging it
    "Crush it bit/lil bit"
    that's My pursuit of happiness

  • jb

    ASAP was trash in NY , Danny killed it so did schoolboy

  • j

    1. ASAP Rockey
    "Pass some mothafuckin' Swisher, pour some mothafuckin' liquor
    For my mothafuckin' niggas who ain't wit us, keep it trilla
    My gold teeth, my french braids, gettin' throwed since 10th grade
    Wealth is in the mind, not the pocket, if that's the case, then I been paid
    Herringbone chain, my gold frames, my Cartiers, you small change
    You bitch made, I'm old school like gemstars and switchblades
    I spit game, I get paid, I pimp game
    I be that pretty muthafucka, ASAP is just my nickname
    (I'm comin' down when I'm tippin' on them 4's
    Cause we shittin' on these, shittin' on these niggas and these hoes)
    Cause that purp shit I sip up, yo bitch chose, you slipped up
    I get-get my dick licked, I'm draped out, drip-dripped up
    Top of the top of the line, all on my grind, purple be easin' my mind
    We runnin', runnin', we gunnin', gunnin', we're gonna hit one at a time, time
    Them bad bitches blow kisses by my earlobe, a weirdo but I'm real though"

    1. Danny Brown
    "Eating on an Adderall, wash it down with alcohol
    Writing holy mackarel, actual all factual
    Out for the capital, matador ya capsules
    Hassle the bitch in a castle with the ill grapples
    Tackled her asshole, my dick was like a lasso
    Fucked her in her mouth she washed it down with Tabasco"

    3. Schoolboy Q
    "Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to sExplainay this?
    You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter
    I grip her harder
    Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit
    Thinkin' of some bullshit to tell him, like
    "It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight."
    Well, fuck that shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!
    Whether it's money or some weed or puttin' in work, fuck it, then I'm ridin'!
    You know wassup, but now a nigga couldn't stick around
    Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool
    To be livin' by the street rules
    Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school
    But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah
    Remain' solid brah
    Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah
    A nigga proud of ya'
    Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs
    We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees
    See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son"

  • Theresa CastilloDruggys Wit Hoes Again Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down Comin’ down off a pill, see what next we on Bad little bitch in the driver’s seat Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin’ me Puff on y

    Druggys Wit Hoes Again

    Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on Bad little bitch in the driver's seat Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick Retaliated, had to bust off quick Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing G Hippy, he gon' orgasm Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin' Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out! Just sold it out, then stack me out Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout On the come up and the world can vouch Been around the world, now my mommy house Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north Yeah I fucked, of course Having intercourse, I can fuck for life Guess I fucked her right She keep talking like

  • Theresa Castillo

    Druggys Wit Hoes Again lyrics

    Drugs, drugs, got them hoes again Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down Comin' down off a pill, see what next we on Bad little bitch in the driver's seat Fuck them rappers, should be bumpin' me Puff on your own, shit, I puff alone Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch Mastermind, the bitch stole my dick Stuck me up, and didn't hit a lick Retaliated, had to bust off quick Uh, let me see, here's some orange juice You like taking E? Hennessey, yeah, on the rocks Take a shot and I'll take a bop, uhhh Little sarcasm, swag O.D. got 'em all laughing G Hippy, he gon' orgasm Leanin' out the 4, now I'm really spazzin' Hmm, Backwoods, that good, high as hell YSL, nigga, rack me out, rack me out, I say rack me out! Just sold it out, then stack me out Fuck all that shit you be talkin' bout On the come up and the world can vouch Been around the world, now my mommy house Uh, pulled her panties south and I stuck it north Yeah I fucked, of course Having intercourse, I can fuck for life Guess I fucked her right She keep talking like

  • Shane

    Your bitch just said I'm hot, man I told her I agreeExplain
    She gon' really think I'm hot, if I told her my degrees
    Pull up in that hard-top, showing off my keys
    Graduate school of hard-knocks, I can show you my degrees
    Couple A, B, C's, bad bitch double D's
    Popping E, I don't give a F, told you I'm a G
    A.S.A.P., Stevie got it on his sleeve
    But I got it on my chest, my nigga this is what I breath
    Inhale, exhale, cocaine, X pills
    Import, export, Harlem catching wrecks still
    So mami show me how that neck feel
    Later show me how the rest feel, for now just chill

  • http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Raprockrasta/176970045744767 moses

    [Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
    Extra pills, Extra pills
    Them AK Clips stay extra peeled
    Smoking on some of that extra kill
    Purple Urkel, that Jaleel
    I put that on errythang
    If we could link up erry gang
    And niggas is willing to bear the pain
    We’d put the White House lights out today
    Okay-kay-kay
    We mobbin' like we the black KKK
    Don’t forget my AKA Mayday
    Pee on your P-H-D or your AA
    Dear Barack
    I know you just a puppet but I’m giving you props
    You lying to the public like it ain’t nothing
    And I just love it, I hope it don’t stop
    I don’t give a damn, nigga bang that block
    I don’t give a fuck, nigga bang that Glock
    I seen an image of Hitler in the picture
    When the twin towers dropped
    Peep the concept
    You’ve got progress, you’ve got congress
    We protest in hopes they confess
    Just proceed on your conquest
    I ain’t got no gavel
    I ain’t finna fight nobody battle
    I just wanna be free
    I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Danny Brown]
    Extra pills, extra pills
    Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real
    My baby needs some enfamil
    So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill
    Pull around, come back, oh forreal?
    Talk blue off low for some teal
    Get lined up like homeless meals
    Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?
    Okay-kay-kay
    Don’t try to stop it, get in my way
    You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play
    AK-melee, make ya obey, okay?
    Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed
    Cause I ain’t got shit but an EBT card from a fiend
    That owe me and it’s in her daughter name
    How the fuck is they pose to eat?
    How the fuck am I pose to eat?
    Got a nigga in the streets, no health care
    Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet
    So fuck you, you don’t give a fuck about me
    Can’t get a job if they drug test me
    Got a nigga stressed depressed
    Got a feeling in his chest
    And the world’s stripped of happiness
    I ain’t got no gavel
    I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
    I just wanna be free
    I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel [Verse 1]
    Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit
    Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit
    Them candy cars, I'm coming down, that paint drip, I still tip
    That pimp shit, she ain't plan to fuck, I pick her up, I still hit
    That's swag, bitch

    [Hook]
    Everything is purple (Swag)
    I said:

    [Verse 2]
    Purple swag, purple swag, I'm in the zone, I'm getting throwed
    That purple swag, purple swag, that purple smoke up in my clothes
    That big booty, juicy fruity, yellow bone, I wanna bone
    I'm getting dome, I took her out, dick in her mouth, she getting on
    I'm flexing steel, I'm flexing still, I'm sitting high, I'm tipping slow
    I'm Texas trill, Texas trill, but in NY we spit it slow
    (I got these boppas going crazy, they see me coming
    Robitussin, quit discussing, ASAP tell these niggas something, swag)
    What is life for a nigga like me
    Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep
    But this is now, nigga!

    Ones for the money, two for the bitches
    Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it
    Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished
    Turn that motherfucker to a critic
    Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg
    I was hangin' on them corners late
    Pockets wasn't straight, bitch
    I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga
    I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger
    But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest
    To all my niggas I would die for
    Load my pistol up, go out and war for
    To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets
    Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak
    To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen
    Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in
    To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today
    Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray
    Just wanna say

  • Gerald Thompson

    "Nigga im ballin my fucking mixtape can get you through college gettin them dollas.. YOP"

  • Pablo

    schoolboy Q-
    I remember when I came out and shit
    Man it's been so long since they see my dick
    Probably been five months since I seen my seed
    God dammit K. Dot when it comes to this
    When I was sleeping on couches
    Nigga couldn't get a call, just a Glock for my belt
    Nigga I was motherfucking outchea
    With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer
    When I should have been making bangers
    I was somewhere stuck with a flame here
    Motherfucker see how far that I came here
    Went broke and I came up in the same year
    Can I get a hell yea?

  • Bleezy

    SchoolBoy Q- Nightmare on Figg St
    Uh, whats 50 grand to a muh fucka like you, you still need a reminder?
    (Yeah, thought so)
    Shit I'm loco
    38 brown ? call him coco
    Stick around the block boy
    Tell em go go
    Don't stop shootin til ya all red tho
    Yellow tape muh fucka shoulda yield ho (shoulda yield ho)
    Why you all tough fo'?
    See yo' thug ass later at the crossroads

  • cvu125

    50 cent featuring school boy q - can i speak to you

    Pistols and bad bitches
    Hustlers and bad business
    Rapping was just a hobby, that hobby turned to a million
    Had that oxy for sale
    You can get it 50 a pill
    Sniff it or let it grill
    Rap the foil you know the drill
    Money, power, and drugs
    My only reason to love
    Never played cops and robbers, nigga we played Crips and Bloods
    Like to the pimps saying who the sluts?
    211 on hookers purses
    Another double up purchase
    Slanging a hundred meters from churches
    God forgive me, but the steal was worth it
    Man I swear I needed some change, chains and golden rings and thangs
    Niggas watch videos and think them dudes went from rags to hardest
    For real lokes know that type of thing makes you a target
    Either the pigs or I'm gonna get you while you playing boy
    Hold you like an animal
    Strapped with a bean that's Adam Braun
    50 told me ambition wins when your talent ain't working
    I say I'd rather relapse
    Than reenact Curtis and put that work in

  • Guccicuhzzz

    Danny Brown - Monopoly

    The Hybrid smoking on Papaya
    That give you niggas bronchitis, what you write is all vagina
    What I write is Wall of China
    Nigga that's great like eighths of Grape Ape getting stuffed in my suitcase
    Ready to hit the studio and shit all on your mixtape
    Nah, literally, shit all on your mixtape
    Wipe with the credits, leave stains on the Jewel case
    In just two takes, dog, the booth'll get souffléd
    You're hiding something like a toupee
    Truthfully, my friend: touché
    You gon' get exposed like an up-and-coming model
    And to me your label seems like one of them pageant mommas
    So guess who's the little bitch? That's you
    You must suck a lot of dick. That's true
    I misuse with issues and pistols
    Mind racing like Bristol heart of igloos
    My nigga, you ain't been what I been through
    And if so, you'd take a pencil through your temple
    Cause I done served fiends on they menstrual
    Ain't even have pads: stuffed they panties with tissue
    Hit the ave cause they mouth ain't bleeding
    And your style's like fried chicken without the seasoning:
    Nigga, that's bland fuck you up and ya mans
    I smack you like a bitch: nigga, that's openhand
    Fuck you and your tough talk
    When I monopolize I throw your ass off the boardwark
    Fag, you ain't play sports but always at the ball park?
    Type of nigga rocking Crocs at the fucking Walmart?
    Drunk like Stallworth, riding in the fiend car
    Get flicked, guess what? I'm running from this fiend car
    I know a nigga dirty and got the hammer
    But this kush got me high like Pac bandanna

  • Guccicuhzzz

    I actually live in Las Vegas so I should get these tickets. For real!

  • http://cantstophiphop.com Ivy Sanders

    Schoolboy Q - They say don’t buy the belt and I got it
    They say don’t get the Rollie and I bought it
    Nigga, I’m balling
    My fucking mixtape can get you through college
    Getting them dollars
    Showing my pearly white teeth, I'm a nigga that’s flawless
    Came a long way from dumping out Impalas
    Same gun and pants, different ski mask from coppers
    All of this copper
    Knock knock, who could it be? Niggas know I got it on lock
    Yawk, yawk - bitch rappers better move ‘fore them niggas get dropped
    Mr. Flop boy, you got your label hot
    I’m the hardest out, you's a table cloth
    Unnecessary balling, I was carted off
    Been fucking with my side bitch so much my main bitch can’t stand it
    Hunned racks in three months, man this shit is outstanding
    Seen a dollar go to stupid racks, billion, trillion
    Nigga, that’s what I call building
    ‘Bino what it do, let’s go half on a million

  • Ivy Sanders

    A$AP Rocky - Smoking rolling reefer up, I adjust the tweakers up
    Break it, break it down, break it down so I can beat it up
    Where the welcome back? Where the welcome at? My sneaker tough
    This is for my old head go on turn your speakers up
    Rocky, where you been? I been tryna make my ends meet
    So I can cop that Bathing Ape or Jeremy Scott or 10 Deep
    Bottles full of Rose, riding in the Benz jeep
    Blowing money fast, now I'm finna think I'm Big Meech
    I met with my old head we sat for a while
    We rolled a couple swishers, we chat for a while
    I said I'm just on my grind I come to Houston all the time
    He said what's been goin' down in your New York state of mind
    Fine, there are bad days you feel like givin up
    Like how you gon' eat when this gig is up
    When the chips is down and the jig is up
    But I don't give a fuck, roll another swisher up
    Cause I just came here down South so I could get these pounds out
    And move my mother nice somewhere closer than a town house
    And my beats banging kicking harder than a roundhouse
    I spoke with my old head and this is what I found out

  • Ivy Sanders

    Danny Brown - Kush gotta nigga feeling awesome
    Ate that bitch pussy 'til she squirted like a dolphin
    Told her bend over, hit that shit doggy
    Called her a cab then I told that bitch to call me
    Danny Brown bitch, tell me what you need
    I got some Adderall and fire ass weed
    And they try to tell me I get too high
    That's a lie if so bitch I woulda been died
    But the flow OD, don't get cochesed, capiche?
    Fuck with me, fuck around and be deceased
    Rest in peace wack niggas with your oversized clothes
    Complain about my jeans cause I'm taking all they hoes
    Hold up, wait a minute
    Your pussy ain't shit 'til you had some Danny in it
    I'm gone off a Zanny nodding off watching menace
    Rolling on some purple that my nigga call Grimmace
    Bitch I ain't finish
    These bars was test tubed in the lab with foreign chemist
    Rolling testers on it but statistics got slumped
    I'm smoking blunt after blunt

  • Amanda

    Pass some mothafuckin' Swisher, pour some mothafuckin' liquor
    For my mothafuckin' niggas who ain't wit us, keep it trilla
    My gold teeth, my french braids, gettin' throwed since 10th grade
    Wealth is in the mind, not the pocket, if that's the case, then I been paid

  • gabedaddy

    Im a motha fuckin motha fucka, fuckin on ya motha with two rubbers. I do fuck her
    No covers just a booty on the pillow, ya bitch said the dick tastes like tropical fruit SKITTLES
    I'm bumping bill withers, swishers on scwarzenegger
    mattafact nah nigga they boaconstrictors- they'll choke a nigga
    these niggas aint rappers they mafuckin characters
    caught your baby mama horny then I stuck a carrot in her
    Then ya made a salad with it. Ate it for dinner
    I don't want a skinny bitch like that ho from thinner
    Swore she played soccer, she was real good with headers
    Had me yelling Goal while I was sitting on the dresser
    Give the bitch a hat trick, smoking on the cat piss
    I keep the bitch wet, around you she's a CACTUS

    I got them penis poems for ya vagina monologues
    love a feminist bitch, oo they get my dick hard

    -the adderal admirall's outer space

  • aaron b.

    asap rocky
    pretty flaco

  • Jesus Araujo

    A$AP Rocky Goldie
    Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous
    Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers anus
    So tell me what your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
    You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless
    It's just me, myself and I and mothafuckas that I came with
    Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me
    Until I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G
    Low key, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags
    Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass

    Schoolboy Q My hatin' Joint
    Word around that nigga Q in town
    I heard it's for a show, but let me call my ho
    They be like, "Bitch you bet' not be out with them niggas!"
    Oh, oh, oh
    Soon as she hang up with 'em, she like "There he go"
    I be swag from head to toe
    Ten times I ain't gotta hate, she know that my paper grown
    Polo shirts and Polo drawers, Polo socks, they matching too
    Oo, with the finest weed, I show you what these OG's do
    Super duper triple O, can't see me with a telescope
    I just wanna dick her down, tell me what's the verdict though
    I just swag so fuckin' hard, she bringing up her nigga
    I beats the pussy up, girl you my main contender

    A$AP Mob ft. Danny Brown Coke and White bitches
    Snatch a nigga Carties off his face, no burner
    Got a Eastside nigga that'll leave you on Vernor
    Burberry belt, yo bitch wanna unbuckle it
    Off of 2 lines, now she wanna suck on it
    IPhone ringing and it's all about a profit
    Coke and white bitches, nigga that's the topic
    Smoking on them cookies, dropping ashes on the Balmain
    Ain't talking 'bout hooping, when she say ball game
    Drinking on a [tall can?], bitch get naked
    Told that ho to suck my dick, she said "give me a second"
    The mothafuckin' bruiser put it all in your medula
    Hit the poop shooter, shoot it on her soup cooler

  • http://www.associatedphresh.com, Neeko

    2DopeBoyz Scalez; What I Sold Hails
    No L Put her on her feet; Toe Nailz

    Them vampires, them blood suckers, them thirsty killers
    We bout it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller
    For really real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla
    No bounty hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my skrilla
    -a$ap rocky palace

  • Zack Thomas

    Food getting lower, money coming slower
    Damn land lord keep bitching cause you owe her
    I’m too afraid to grow up, I pray to God I blow up
    And roll up in something foreign where the front doors go up
    I wonder if my peers could hear my prayers
    The only nigga got me scared is the man upstairs
    When my back against the wall, I’mma face my fears
    I’ll swallow my pride ‘fore I swallow a tear
    Cause I be going hard, Stevie on his job
    I’m praying until something happen, I’m answering to God
    These wolves got me scarred
    I try so hard to survive, guess just to prosper gotta strive

    Then I hit the stage, all gone and blazed
    Everybody know my name and the song I sing
    I rejoice my pain and they doing the same
    And the haters gonna hate, I’m just doing my thing
    Got my bad bitch with me she so dangy
    Said she love ASAP cause we so tangy
    Living life fast so I feel like kids
    And I’m blowing up fast so I feel like B.I.G
    With the Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
    Now we doing deals with the major businesses
    Get a little change, niggas feel a little strange
    Uh-oh truck flow, pull off in a range
    Niggas say I changed but I’m living it up
    Shit if money didn’t change you, you ain’t getting enough
    Fuck coppin a car, I’m Tryna fly to the stars
    Smooth on the moon and I be mobbing to mars
    Niggas say I’m ill, y’all ain’t telling me shit
    Nights that I cried, y’all ain’t help me with shit
    Ooh money change drastic, flew through gymnastic
    The doors lift up and the roof do a back flip
    Zooming through traffic, probably with a bad bitch
    Slash actress and we on our way to Saks Fifth
    Life was so tragic, all of that was past tense
    Now I’m living lavish, this got to be magic

    If I should die before I wake
    Pray the lord my soul to take
    As I lay me down to sleep
    Pray the lord I rest in peace

  • Zack Thomas

    A$AP Rocky - New York Bittersweet Symphony ^^^

  • Elliott Moe D

    A$AP Rocky - Demons
    I smoked away my brain, I think I’m going dumb
    Cocaine up on my gums, I think they’re going numb
    I’m having stomach pains, now I’m throwing up
    Cause I’m a microphone fiend, give me the bass
    Give me the beat, and let me lean, tap the vein, let it stream
    Feel the pain, Young Martin Luther King, with a dream
    That one day that my team, we can make it with this rapping
    Now we swagging, making money in Manhattan straight what’s happening
    They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
    A rebel until my death, it’s in my flesh, it’s in my vessels
    Fuck the clique you with, I’m finna fuck the bitch you next to
    Fuck a metrosexual, suck a dick, I’m disrespectful
    You know the kid get it, get-get sick spit
    Clip spit quick split shit hit kids women
    Oh that’s your girl huh? Well, I just hit it
    It’s ASAP nigga, live with it

    Danny Brown - DNA
    Warhols all on the wall of the villa
    Adderall popping got me jumping to ceiling
    Perceived as a villian no sentiment in my sentence
    For instance in instants they'll be calling forensics
    If incidents occur remember these ain't just words
    Go from talking shit to organs preserved
    You soft serve rappers just hide behind your reverb
    And even without effects you'll end up dessert
    I research and homework, make you dig ya own dirt
    On beats buried alive, ratting wiseguys
    I'm with a latin bitch, fat ass, well porportioned thighs
    And love to see it cumming so I squirt it in her eyes
    I'm hopping out that new shit like narcs on Tuesday
    The grill on it shiny like LL Cool J's
    What's on my waist could make a nigga meet ya doomsday
    To describe ya mixtape that shit was like a toothache

    Schoolboy Q - Spiteful Chant

    Man it's been so long since they see my dick
    Probably been five months since I seen my seed
    God dammit K. Dot when it comes to this
    When I was sleeping on couches
    Nigga couldn't get a call, just a Glock for my belt
    Nigga I was motherfucking outchea
    With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer
    When I should have been making bangers
    I was somewhere stuck with a flame here
    Motherfucker see how far that I came here
    Went broke and I came up in the same year
    Can I get a hell yea?
    Drop my tear, hold my joy, show my pride
    (Music saved my fucking life
    I'm doing right
    And you left behind
    Feel my pain, now I'm styling
    Hermes shit, I spent a thousand
    Different homes, different islands)
    Dropped my mixtape and it sold like an album
    Reason why I’m...

  • P

    ScHoolboy Q (My Hatin' Joint)

    Look at you, now look at me
    Now look at him, now back at me
    I'm sayin' tho'
    I ain't trying to be a nigga, what you playing for?
    Came up from the bottom, yea that Hoover Figg
    Real life fifty niggas, so I like 'em thick
    And by looking at your curves, you what I deserve
    We can head up to the crib old girl, just say the word
    Got some purp, got some Henny, got my penis too
    Have you ignoring his calls when you fuck with Q
    Drop your panties to the floor, down below your feet
    Spread them pretty legs and shit let me see, you should fuck with me

    A$AP Rocky (Goldie)

    Let's take it to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
    My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margiela with no laces
    Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
    I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it
    A 40 ounce to chase it, that's just an understatement
    I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the latest
    Somehow it seems girls in they late teens
    Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous
    Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers anus
    So tell me what your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
    You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you brainless
    It's just me, myself and I and mothafuckas that I came with
    Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me
    Until I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G
    Low key, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing Zig Zags
    Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass

    Danny Brown & J Dilla (Dilla Bot Vs. The Hybrid)

    I break laws, jaws, and false promises
    Still livin in the same hood where my momma is
    Smoke like I'm tryin to find where a karma is
    Jumpsart show your jaw what a comma is
    Fuck with Brown dog show you where the drama is
    Swear it might be easier to snatch Obama kids
    Take a nigga out quicker than Adam rib
    Geah, I make a bitch out a nigga
    Jim Jones at the Rucker jumpin' fence ass nigga
    When I build parallel and I'm clutchin on the trigger (shoot)
    I'mma have you jumpin them pearly gates
    All gravy like country steak - wait
    A minute like Kim and Ray J
    Day sound like the bassline on Dre Day
    Bum-da-bum bum bum bum, bum
    Your bitch take it on her chest like a pom, pom
    Roswell like Lauryn, dog I'm scorin
    More hoes than 20 fire oh Michael Jordan (shoot)
    Touch mics like Macaulay Culkin
    Hit your bitch with the chocolate thunder Darryl Dawkins
    And I'mma break her headboard
    Same way he used to break the backboard
    That boy so raw
    But never in her dreams will I ever ever ever ever
    Ever hit that bitch raw
    Just saved my life, just like Dilla did
    More than a t-shirt
    Grandma like the same shit like Captain Kirk
    And I can make ya bitch smirk
    Water gun pussy, I can make that bitch squirt
    Got hoes 'round Startecs, ballin by chirps (shoot)
    And you gon' need a nurse
    Flip a whole deck, coming home 3rd Bass like Serch
    And I'm Nice like Pete
    Been nice since watchin' Pete and Pete
    When you cop chronic you don't got chicks
    Soundin like the Nickelodeon theme song kid
    Nick Nick Ni-Nick, Ni-Nick Nick Nick
    When I call the weed man nigga I cop big
    So much in the backroom when I tell the kids
    Detroit in this bitch!

  • Jasmine C

    PUFFY - DRUGGYS WITH HOES

    "She did me hombre no need for nombre
    We screamin' olé and olé we scored no goalie, she's just a groupie
    And group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie
    Her pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay
    Like gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday
    Yes I'm the sensei, comprende?
    Got a ticket, one way
    Oh you don't really see it that I'm gone?
    Pass the baton, black
    Real rap, spit to the break of the dawn, nigga we all that
    We all that, see that's the shit that we be on
    Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else
    Beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt
    All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt
    Hold it down if nothing else
    Swear to god, on my life
    Where it's at? Shit on sight
    Down to ride, fuck a bike
    If I'm locked then fly a kite
    Keep a strap on like a dyke
    TDE we got the belt
    Hold it down if nothing else!"

  • jameel

    Ab-Soul, new God flow
    Imagine Kanye West pushin' a ton
    Yayo in my vocals
    I'm flippin' the bird and flippin' her tongue
    Middle fingers up to the Po-po
    Still no love to these hoes though
    All I want is these bitches (Soul-o)
    All I want is these riches (Soul-o)
    Bird crumbs to you pigeons
    I'm gettin' high in the lo-lo
    Gettin' head while I drive, but, I don't even drive yo
    Make a right at that light
    Pop a bean, I just might
    Bag your bitch, I just did
    She said she seen me on VEVO
    Easy call, west side
    Keep the peace and pull straps out
    In the back, I lead the pack
    You either pack or get packed out
    I eat the track, I send it back and deposit checks and pull cash out
    You blowin' cot, I'm blowin' pot, I'm throwin' rocks at your glass house
    Fuck you think I do it for?
    I done came up, fifty grand in like fifty days, Goddamn
    I wrote this shit faded in Amsterdam
    Jesus pieces ain't enough
    Chop that lamb and paint it blood
    Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep

  • dave g

    So now the pressures on 'em to prove that voice right
    Some people never know they goals he know his whole life
    So now his turn up fixing up to bat
    Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
    Never learned to rap I just always knew how
    So ever since 8 I knew what I would now
    When I turned 28 they like what you gone do now
    And now a nigga 30 I don’t you heard me
    So the last ten years I been so fucking stressed
    Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest
    The thought of no success it got me chasing death
    Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD’ing next, Triple X.

  • germany

    hello dickriders

  • https://twitter.com/OhHeyZach Zachary Salinas

    Your bitchs say im hot man i told her i agree, she must reakky think im hot, if i tell her my degrees, pull up in that hard top, showing off my keys, school of hard knocks i can show you my degrees, couple abc's, bad bitch double d's, poppin e i dont give an f told you imma G. - A$AP ROCKY