"Hustle Hard Freestyle" Lyrics - Los

Los - Hustle Hard Freestyle Lyrics

Same old shit, just a different day

I'm coming for the crown, the fuck a nigga say?

Los

And I'm the best rapper alive!

Before I pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog

Look like I photshopped that bitch and took the roof off

Damn Los you go too hard

These rappers acting like Lebron, how you play with the Heat and scared to shoot dawg!

Rappers fake, it's pathetic, matching them bets, taking my credit

Niggas get blasted away and beheaded

Bitch that crown ain't safe cause I said it

I got my shovel I'm coming, don't stumble

I got you a big fucking tomb

I ain't got no deal but I'm building a bedroom

Cause I got some shit coming soon

Man I'm raining on them bitches, Travis Porter, turn them lights out

You beating round the Bush, like Travis Barker at the White House

I'm so deep in that top 5, I can't find out the kid number

Jay gonn have to call big momma, Ye gonn have to call his big brother

They gonn have to have a discussion, Yea they best at discussing

Jay you better find that nigga, go sign that nigga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh

Magnificent is old, excellent is boring

Some niggas call this amazing, I call it this morning

All yellow diamonds in my purple drop

She give me brains I come to live, bitch I'm urkle pop

Think outside the box, I'm frozen beware

I'm packin that tray but I'm too cold to be square

Ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray,

The tray sits inside the box, here's your lesson for today,

Ok, when you're this cold and you ain't in a nice mood,

You put square niggas in a box, ice cube.

I like sexy women, fast cars, nice views

Sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes

'These old things? '

She said 'yes dear, but when did they come out? '

I'm like 'bitch, next year! '

Note to the rap game 'nobody call next here,

Or I'm a snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here'

And to XXL: 'Fuck could a nigga say?,

Ya'll did the same old shit, jus a different day'

Get this straight, I'm no Freshmen

More like the Principal, there's no question

Run this school and niggas don't test him

But it's the principle that I'm stressing

Question: 'When ya'll talk about the best, how don't you mention me? '

I ain't on a bench, I'm the benchmark of my century

Eventually I'm a show you rappers just pussy

Cause the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?

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"Something For The DJs" Lyrics - Pitbull

Pitbull - Something For The DJs Lyrics

if you sexy and you know it say oh yeah

if you sexy and you know it say oh yeah

if you sexy and you know it and if really wanna show it

if you sexy and you know it say oh yeah

if you sexy and you know it clap your hands

if you sexy and you know it clap your hands

if you sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it

if you sexy and you know it clap your hands

go Dj

......

will be back soon...!

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"All Around The World" Lyrics - Mac Miller

All Around The World Lyrics by Mac Miller

[Chorus:]

I got my cup filled up, we came to have a good time so turn my music high we gonna tear this place up

Warn the neighbors it’s a party, so go tell everybody

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

[Verse 1:]

I got my cup filled, bitches all around me on some bachelor shit

Eyes half closed, heavy like they was attached to bricks

Around the world I use my atlas make a map of it

Globe trotter, hoe hopper, super star, ask direct [?]

People always wonder so they ask us who we are

Pullin’ up to clubs when we too young to hit the bar

Wanna be on top and tryna get there by tomar (tomorrow)

See, money, bitches love me, designer clothes foregin cars

But, I, ain’t never gonna change different city everyday you hear these people scream my name

They think I’m underage, they don’t know shit about the game

Till I’m drunk as fuck, on the couch, pouring out champagne

Living life like it’s my job, and I don’t ever take a day off

Shit ain’t been the same since I seen my music take off

I be on some “I don’t give a fuck” shit

Still with my homies I came up with, so celebrate the fast track [?]

[Chorus:]

I got my cup filled up, we came to have a good time so turn my music high we gonna tear this place up

Warn the neighbors it’s a party, so go tell everybody

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

[Verse 2]

Hey, go Europe to Japan, then Mexico to France

Bithces of every nationality get up and dance

So, let me see your hands please

We makin’ noise like a stampede

So much smoke up in this bitch you can’t breathe

Somewhere where it’s sandy, Cali or Miami

This the only way to do never made a plan B

Can’t we, get it how we live

Tonight is the night to chill, tonight we do it big

Girls, comin’ all dressed up and they takin’ off their clothes

We know your man an ameteur so come party with some pros

You need something new, I know your life is gettin’ old

We ain’t gettin’ younger so tonights the night to go

So, crazy, treat it like your last night

Even if you broke, spend tonight like you cash right

It’s the fast life, don’t worry baby we ain’t here to slow it down

Tonight we goin’ crazy and tomorra’ you can hold me down

[Chorus]

I got my cup filled up, we came to have a good time so turn my music high we gonna tear this place up

Warn the neighbors it’s a party, so go tell everybody

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

We party all around the world

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"Snooze" Lyrics - Mac Miller

Snooze Lyrics by Mac Miller

[Verse 1]

Get some brand new kicks,

Couple hundred on the jeans,

I been spendin all this money got me feelin like a g,

Hand me down gear, some shit you never seen,

Droppin three stacks now, so fresh so clean,

See we never coulda dreamed of,

All of the shit me and my team does,

Girls see me like damn you look good now you cleaned up,

Feelin fresh got my teeth brushed,

Ima new kid been waiting to do this,

They hatin up on my plate got some steak and its rocris,

Been feelin like a true pimp Biatch,

It’s 05′ i’m the steelers you the seahawks,

This weed I keep hittin makin me cough,

Jolly giant, i’m jack smokin the bean stock,

I get hoes in boat shoes,

Now I won’t lose, welcome to the old school bitch

[Chorus]

Now my clothes look cleaner,

And my kicks look fly,

We be buyin more reefer so my crew gettin high,

Now the girls keep callin and the money keep comin

I be jumpin off the bridge but, Ima hit the ground runnin

When the f-ck will I wake up,

I Ask em when the f-ck will I wake up,

Cause every single day their suttin new to do,

So I’ma keep on dreamin hit snooze.

[Mac Miller Verse 2]

Hit snooze I aint tryna wake up yet,

Ima keep on dreamin be the straight up best,

And i’m blessed

Everyday and I’m getting straight up fresh,

My homies like Mac damn you get your cake up yes I did

That’s the life I live I grind all day,

High School sellin mixtapes in the hallway,

I bet they never thought I’d be this cool,

Now they understand why I skip school,

Had my dreams wasn’t worried at all,

This– from gettin bored I go splurge at the mall,

I got money, I got bitches,

I got everything they dreamin of and I aint done shit yet,

This major leagues big business,

Used to have a wish list,

Now I just give gifts,

Shit would make me happy,

Here’s how to reach me,

You can get at me,

[Chorus]

Now my clothes look cleaner,

And my kicks look fly,

We be buyin more reefer so my crew gettin high,

Now the girls keep callin and the money keep comin

I be jumpin off the bridge but, Ima hit the ground runnin

When the fuck will I wake up,

I Ask em when the fuck will I wake up,

Cause every single day their suttin new to do,

So ima keep on dreamin hit snooze.

When the fuck will I wake up,

I ask em when the fuck will I wake up

Cause every single day their suttin new to do,

So ima keep on dreamin hit snooze.

Now my clothes look cleaner,

And my kicks look fly,

We be buyin more reefer so my crew gettin high,

Now the girls keep callin and the money keep comin

I be jumpin off the bridge but, Ima hit the ground runnin

When the fuck will I wake up,

I Ask em when the fuck will I wake up,

Cause every single day their suttin new to do,

So ima keep on dreamin hit snooze.

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"Ghetto Like a Motherf*cker" Lyrics - 50 Cent

Ghetto Like a Motherfucker Lyrics by 50 Cent

[50 cent - Verse 1]

Imagine I was broke right now

Saying damn, where my friends go

Cat burgler style, I’m coming through your window

Bitch I’m so focused, n-gga I’m so focused

Slim chance I’ma go back to killing roaches

Be quiet, you can hear the rats in the wall

Make you want to pump crack til you stack racks

The dope bring the dough in, shawn sister, she hoeing

Like Brenda with her baby, she six months, she showing

For 50 should suck that, for a buck you could f-ck that

And you thinking she nasty, but n-ggas is nasty

Dice game shake em up, praying for a six

The wolves out there hungry, they looking for a lick

Sun down to sun up, they looking for a come up

10-30 in progress right in your projects

They boosting, you like Gucci, they got it

Spot it, and every other high end product

I put you on, my man’s man, got a credit card scam

Come through later, I’ma plug you in fam

N-ggas pissed on the staircase in an elevator

Now I’m pissed cause I’m starting to smell like this player

My little man get bread, I tell you what he doing

He bag up for days till cocaine in his urine

His momma got bills he avoiding the eviction

He play lookout and warn n-ggas when the dicks coming

[Hook]

You can say I’m ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker

Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthaf-cker

You can say I’m ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker

Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthaf-cker

You can say I’m ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker

Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthaf-cker

You can say I’m ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker

Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthaf-cker

[50 cent - Verse 2]

Mikey put his foot to a bitch ass on some pimp shit

10 hoes, 10 g’s a night, n-ggas getting rich

Any n-gga get out of line, I got ‘em

Southside across my back, I’m from the bottom

All a n-gga need is a block and a connect

And a box of 9mm’s to load in the tech

The beef all gravy, a n-gga half crazy

You pull it, better bang it

Cause n-ggas will bring it

That kush moving faster than crack, n-gga its burning

Now move a couple pounds of that, now you’re earning

Stack paper on every flip, get the whip

Than get a new bitch and forget the one you with

She said she could do bad all by her damn self

N-gga let her do bad all by her damn self

A bitch’ll tell when the pigs come

Won’t even try to make bail when the pigs come

Just let her do her own thing

[Hook]

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"Oy Vey" Lyrics - Mac Miller

Oy Vey Lyrics by Mac Miller

[Chorus]

One day, I’ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house

Have a livin’ room with a big TV and I’ma still sleep on the couch

I’ma have ‘em like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

It seems I’m gettin’ fresher every time they turn around like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

[Verse 1]

Hey, walkin’ out the crib with a smile on my face,

Super hero, utility belt tied around my waist,

Tryna be next, quicker than the reflex,

Chainin’ down and Key west,

Every class recess,

N-n-n-ow My pockets deeper than your v-neck,

Hoes up on my dick ’cause I look like Ryan Seacrest,

I’m buzzin’ like a bees nest,

Stay up out my beez wax,

My people like to party so I’m always where the freaks at,

Livin’ out my dream, people still sleepin’,

The best night of your life, but we do this every weekend,

Life couldn’t get better, I hope it lasts forever,

When I spit my verse they gon’ remember every letter like

Day in, and day out,

We tryna get this cake now,

You think you fly just wait until I pull my cape out,

Hey, life is good don’t waste it,

We ha-ha-ha-ha laughin’ at the looks on they faces,

[Chorus]

One day, I’ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house

Have a livin’ room with a big TV and I’ma still sleep on the couch

I’ma have ‘em like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

It seems I’m gettin’ fresher every time they turn around like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

[Verse 2]

Hey, they seem surprised, with the look thats in their eyes,

How I could be myself and do away with their disguise,

I advise, homies to stay homies,

Few people you can trust, all the OG’s told me,

When I was just a shawty, strummin’ my guitar,

Playin’ my piano, had a band in my garage,

Sittin’ down with the homies, playin’ Playstation,

Tryna find a crib where their parents on vacation,

Hey, why you grillin’ put a smile on your face bitch,

We takin’ shots all around gettin’ wasted,

Came along way from freestylin’ in my basement,

Show some love to the people that I came with,

Cause day in and day out,

We tryna get this cake now,

You think you fly just wait until I pull my cape out

Hey, life is good don’t waste it

We ha-ha-ha-ha laughin’ at the looks on they faces

[Chorus]

One day, I’ma be so rich, that I can buy my moms a house

Have a livin’ room with a big TV and I’ma still sleep on the couch

I’ma have ‘em like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

It seems I’m gettin’ fresher every time they turn around like

Oy vey, holy cow, oh my god, wow

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"Wake Up" Lyrics - Mac Miller

Wake Up Lyrics by Mac Miller

[Intro]

Go and ride with me

Get high with me

You lookin’ fly with me

Go ride with me

Just vibe with me

Get high with me

In the sky with me

Go ride with me

Get high with me

Go ride with me

[Chorus]

They tell me Im the shit Im like, duh?!

Girls on my dick Im like, duh!?

Gettin’ stupid in this b-tch so wassup!

Wake the whole damn wolrd homie, I dont give a f-ck

Young rich and famous thanks for asking how are you

Party every night thats exactly what I do

Gettin’ stupid in this bitch so wassup!

Wake the whole damn world homie, I dont give a f-ck

Wake up, up-up-up-up (x8)

[Mac Miller - Verse 1]

Hey, they say its so funny your nobody with mo’ money, and the hoes love me

And these other kids dont touch me

Full contact rap no rugby

Pretty boy flow while your girl so ugly

My b-tches dont want anybody but me

They puff trees, sip liquor and suck dick

Got a lot of people worried about the things I say

And a lot of different haters they bring my way

I let me grill though they can watch the money pile

While these groupie hoes try to hunt me down

Now everyday feelin like the best day ever

Heard its a long road but it get way better

A lil’ money in my pocket but my eyes on a million

Got these doubters listenin’ surprised when they feel him

Ballin’ like Jordan you ballin’ like wilson

Feelin’ like a kid again chillin’ watchin’ Gilligan

[Hook x2]

I dont think they want to, interrupt my party

Please dont interrupt my party

We just tryna find somebody for the night

[Chorus]

They tell me Im the shit Im like, duh?!

Girls on my dick Im like, duh!?

Gettin’ stupid in this b-tch so wassup!

Wake the whole damn wolrd homie, I dont give a f-ck

Young rich and famous thanks for asking how are you

Party every night thats exactly what I do

Gettin’ stupid in this bitch so wassup!

Wake the whole damn world homie, I dont give a f-ck

Wake up, up-up-up-up (x8)

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]

Hey, hear the alarm time to start the day,rub my eyes, light some weed

Send my mind on its way, Im gone

Somewhere in my own dimension

I show these hoes no affection,

Just party every night gettin so demented

At that time Im lookin’ in the mirror seeing to reflection

Got me wondering why dont they get it

Spend the night with me, Im sure you wont regret it

Got some liquor on the way

The weed is twistin’ you should stay

You still listen when they say the kid is spittin’

Gettin paid but my differences in age got me shittin’ with a rage

‘Cause it was written on a page straight sicker than some AIDS

I came to get f-cked up

I came to act well

You came to prepare for the future

I live for right now

[Hook x2]

I dont think they want to, interrupt my party

Please dont interrupt my party

We just tryna find somebody for the night

[Chorus]

Gettin’ stupid in this bitch so wassup!

Wake the whole damn world homie, I dont give a f-ck

Wake up, up-up-up-up (x8)

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"Keep Floatin'" Lyrics - Mac Miller Ft. Wiz Khalifa

Keep Floatin' Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Wiz Khalifa

[Wiz Khalifa - Hook]

Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go

So we riding, we smoke til we can’t anymore

And keep floatin’

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin’)

When it’s almost done, why don’t you go and break down enough for another one

And roll me some

[Mac Miller]

Hey, then you can pass that

The kid who rock a snap back

Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract

How we get by, thats how we living in this day and age

I bring colour to this World thats filled with shades of gray

Throwin this cake away to blaze and sip some Tanqueray

Remember spectating til they picked the kid to play the game

Now I’m an allstar, blasted out the ballpark

In my Lamborghini speeding, you a golf cart

California dream, Amsterdam reality

Life aint what it seems

These the thoughts weed pull outta me

Blow through a thousand trees

The whole entire crowd could see

Living in what seems to be fiction, I’m on a balcony

I light one up, this for those who ever doubted me

Than light another, this for those who hold it down for me

Passing around the weed, no problems at all

And you haters keep on hating, I aint talking to y’all

[Wiz Khalifa - Hook]

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]

And you can pass, we be floating along

So much smoke we got words high we wrote in the song

Girl I try to come to make you smile

I’m gone so will you wait a while

As soon as I come home we can smoke and then we stay a while

Some people hate my style

Some people love it though

And all these kids that wanna clone they aint coming close

Politicing joints we countin’ none of your votes

I’m getting everybody high so you can puff on ya roach

Shawty used to all these playa’s, tell her f-ck with a coach

I just want you to come over, roll me something to smoke

Hey my mind be cooking rhymes up

Living til my times up, hate me then they love me

Tell them try to make they minds up

?, ID was on the beat

It’s best to shout the people out that help you get your cheese

Smoking weed, we got no problems at all

All you haters keep on hating

I aint talking to y’all

[Hook]

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"I'll Be There" Lyrics - Mac Miller Ft. Phonte

I'll Be There Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Phonte

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

[Mac Miller]

See I was 6 years old with a dream, when my mums told me I can do anything

Said she’d be there forever, no matter what’s the weather

She’d always have my back even when we weren’t together

and I took her for granted, thought I had a plan

This a different generation, I don’t think you’d understand

In the quest to be a man, you start to learn you need your family

It wasn’t for them, I’d be way closer to insanity

It aint about the vanity, think bout whats important

The reason I was 6 years old rocking some Jordans

The reason I had food, my own damn room

A TV and a living room to watch my cartoons

I just hope she know I love her, the World’s best mother

Yeah aint fair, so I’ma take care of her and her gray hair

When I get rich, I’ll have her living how she should be

No stress, no worries, you can call me cause it’s…

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]

Hey, hey, hey

Dear mama, please don’t start to cry

You the reason I’m alive how these years have gone by

You were there when I was on my first bike riding in the street

That delivery truck almost ran right over me

You were at my games when I was sitting on the bench

When I skipped school, you lied saying I was home sick

Had my back before I had my own

I know I’m always welcome when I’m back at home

I just wanna bring you out on stage to get a standing ovation

All the work you did to make my life feel like a vacation

If you have your moms, you better treat her right

Call her up, say “wassup” before you sleep tonight

Tell her you love her and thank her for what she did

You may be grown now but remember being a kid when she fed you, shit

You were her baby, so find out what she doing lately, uh

I wanna tell you momma…

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

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