Oldschool in the house 🔥🔥🤜🏻🤛🏻

Favorite lyrical beats 1990s 2005

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Nobody safe anymore I’m kicking down doors N stomping on niggas on the floor I’m hungry for more I might eat Food off the floor Tho is real rap We bringin it back Oregamy is the navy n army Real rap

It's Red Lyfe It's Red Lyfe Nobody safe anymore Had to wake you niggas up I couldn't wait anymore Got so much shit on my mind Couldn't think anymore I swear when this album drop They gon' hate me some more You gonna see red everywhere Like a steak when it's raw Fuck around and call me M.A Shakur I'ma take them to war Top of the hill That's me waving that sword Couldn't wait to be on These rappers hate to be born Speakin' of birth, I just wanna thank my mother For having me after she had my brother All that pain and that suffer She ain't just have us natural The doctors they had to cut her (I love you ma') C-section, but what a blessing Who would've guessed that the next best is Nobody expected, me a she Nigga, accept it I'm here I swear to God I ain't scared of these niggas Damn, I must really put fear in these niggas Because they call me a dyke, a faggot, a gay bitch I ain't shit, that hate shit, that hatred, goddamn That just make them look less of a man, fam And to shit on y'all is part of the damn plan They just mad 'cause I beat the pussy like bam bam (Ooh) Because I'm making these bitches twerk on a handstand (Ooh) Nobody's talkin' that talk, the walk I talk it duke Word to Skype, how I see it is how I call it dude I open doors that they walkin' through Not to brag but it's important, too 'Cause they'll forget like I ain't killed shit Like an abortion true Don't you knew it's Redlyfe, nigga We call it red if you call it blue (Redlyfe) And while you guys, too busy bringing Them foreigns through (Skrrrt) Yeah, flexin' and stuntin', doing what ballers do I leave with your bitch At the same club you brought her to (Huh) If she a cougar, I tell her to bring her daughter too (Huh) When I was broke, I never hated I just waited to flex 'Cause in my mind, I already I knew I was next Now I all I do is finesse Straight bands got a few in his TEC Like jail calls, all I do is collect My stress level up But this is what I do when I'm stressed I make her go down like the sun do when it set I hear you talking but I don't consider you as a threat Like what's the name? You don't consider who as a threat? Exactly, it's M.A nigga I move as a threat They tryna knock me and it's funny 'Cause they doing they best Shake the haters off like a dog do when it's wet I'm one down on them like a dog do when it fetch Rollie face blue look like somebody losin' they breath It's cool, they can hate still ain't losin' a check Real niggas know what's up, I ain't losin' respect I'm like blood, I let the bars move through your flesh The more fame, the more problems man believe me But I ain't going nowhere nigga, they need me I eat this hating shit for breakfast, ah, they feed me To beat me is like climbing mountains, the three peaks Niggas mad 'cause my bitch bad We throw ones on strippers Then we watch them stuff racks in they tip bag (Ooh) I used to sell O's by the zip bag Now we smoke fronto, not no zig zags My goons in the fields, not the internet I hate when niggas use the internet to send a threat (Ah) FED's watching, so we ain't really into that That's your life, you gotta live with that When that hate don't work they start tellin' lies (Tellin' lies) That's real shit, that's why these haters be comin' like flies Get it, don't let these lines go over your mind But I'ma keep shittin', on 'em I hope you don't mind All that hatin' and they still ain't paid, yet By the way, I got a hundred bands Stuffed in these beige sweats Got bags full of money, still ain't been to the bank yet Not really have time to deposit these chase checks I used to chase checks Now that money coming (That money coming) I'm talking fast Real fast like that money running (That money running) Blue dye on my hands From all that money touching (That money touching) Blue dye on my pants from all that money rubbing Damn, I got a lotta bash for that phone shit (Damn) Just the ones that think they know, but never know shit Shawty knew I was just playing on some joke shit Yeah, the Henny played a part we drunk the whole shit (That Henny) Man, they gotta understand this is just some road shit We just be fucking around, regular show shit (Regular) I wasn't gonna say nothing was gonna hold shit But they made it seem like I was on some hoe shit, never that I been humble and I'm still humble (Still) And to the ones who turned on me, I still love you (Still) Keyz said, bro fuck 'em they gon' still bump you (Still) And all these hoes that wanna fuck you, they gon' still want to (Still) You know haters gon' dick ride they gon' still suck you (Still) And all these groupie niggas they gon' still bug you (Still) Just don't let the devil take your good spirits from you Just pray on it, stay focused keep your vision tunneled I love my team, I swear it's like we move in a huddle (Huh) I don't let this shit affect me, I move in a bubble (Sheesh) I swear my haters move in a bundle It's like they all come together like a fucking puzzle (Huh) 'Til that thing go click like a seat buckle (Grrr) But I just smoke and sip the Henny 'til I'm seeing double My money long I can't afford to even be in trouble Accomplished so much I ain't tryna see it crumble (No) Been working so much that I don't even see the hustle I just been flexing like you see a muscle (Huh) Fighting these demons they don't see the rumble (Huh) Hold the ball, they rather see you fumble (Huh) You act so low, they rather be above you You need a drink, naw, I need a couple I'm just being honest, I'm being real I swear I'm being modest I don't gotta be fly, I'm fly in my pockets I rather invest money and triple my profit The fliest niggas be broke And it's eating they conscience 'Cause they pretend and they try To wear all these designers You call it designer, I call it disguising M.A speaking that knowledge Yeah, I had to remind 'em Gotta preach 'em that real Gotta teach 'em that trill In this game is no love, either kill or be killed I get head from your bitch and it's fuck how they feel I ain't tryna be funny but I get dough like a dil Give me all attention (Huh) I need all the attention (Huh) 'Bout to drop me a tape (Huh) Collect all the commission (Huh) My goons ready for war (Grrr) Told 'em hold they position (Grrr) They like, M.A are you sure? I'm ready to blow with the Smith and... (Grrr) But they don't understand controversy made me hot So how the fuck think you the haters gon' make me stop They forgot that Dr. Watkins post made me pop I love this shit, this the shit that really made me guap Anyway, I'm done talking to 'em, back to this money Some of y'all is a joke and I laugh 'cause it's funny But I'ma go and sip this tea, yo pass me the honey It's M.A motherfucker, and I'm back on my bully

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