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B Boyz (featuring Ace Hood & Kendrick Lamar)

[Kendrick Lamar]

Talk about it make 'em talk about it

Life to me is currensy prosperity i got it

And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on life support

I license everything in my wallet

Lightest boy with the biggest heart

Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence

Next to me is definitely no one, no one, no one

And i must of won that from anybody who had it

Or better yet forgot it

Mac in the back of a lac with a mac in the back of a lac

With a latch on the back of the trunk

Hit a punk in the back with a pump in back

Till he's off balance

And I'm back in the front of the front of the future

When your are mentioning talent

And im back in the back of the block with a cop

That wanna cop anybody's allowance

Iraq on the block key watch for the block or whatever

And cut no cut more guns more guts

Fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked consider you drownin'

Die in the lake on a date with a catfish backflip head first smilin'

C-Cry in the face of Jesus we just pray we keep on stylin'

On you bitches TDE YMCMB business bitch

[Ace Hood]

Ok nigga ridin in the Mayby

And im probably with Baby

Dont talk nigga fuck you pay me

Intercept your bitch like Baylee

Ok big money on this side

100 grand for whip my bitch ride

Need a new safe money gettin' to high

Dead presidents all in my Levi's

Boy i swear this nigga be swaggin

And I'm livin' lavish

Might pop me an Aston Martin on 'em

Anything i drive i own 'em

Bad bitch and that ass ain't normal

Gotta put that pound game on her

Beat it up she deep in a coma

I'm super paid two shows a day

My role gold no time to waste

What it do bird my fuckin' brother

Keep that pistol by me like my lovely mama

Hot as the summer cold as the winter

Stay on them ?

I heard that they plottin' my timber

Young nigga got a lot of flows

Any nigga that don't believe me i make it look easy easy out of control

[Birdman]

(Intro) Just like that boy

Death fore' bitches honor

You understand me

Dedicated respect fully loaded

Box full of choppers

Hand on the trigger

Uptown gangster get it how we get it

Third world soldier suicide rider

Milli two minded

Hundred mill on the counter

Hand persian rug nigga

Flame on the bugatti

Crystal Louis Vuitton

Chanel for my models

Higher than bugatti nigga

Fishin' on fish scales

Low divin' for them hunneds

Strapped up makin mill

Fresher than i been before

Higher than we've ever been shinin' on them 24's

Jr doin time hoe on the grind hoe while you doin time hoe

[Mack Maine]

(Intro) you know

The time is money and money still was made baby

8 months ain't stop nuthin nigga

It's like jail is third base and my lil' nigga still came home you undertsand yea

I'm from the hood where bitches hold coke in their baby's diapers

That's why when the babies grow up damn they be like us

I came a long ways from rhymin up in crazy cyphers

Man i so happy my lil brother came home from Rykers

Shout out to BP, Thugga Flo, and Vel boy

My flow Lucifer i spit hell boi

My heart numb ain't no pain i can"t withstand

And i hold my niggas down like a kickstand

Get off my nuts Stop Actin like a bitch fam

Lil nigga finish puberty grow your own dick damn

I went from watchin time fly on allen red porch

To cruzin through the streets in miami in a red porch

Me and stunna fly we should join the air force

Stand up niggas what the fuck you brought them chairs for

I went from makin money from people with crack habits

To thankin god im in a whole 'nother tax record amen

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