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Freddie Gibbs – Miami Vice (feat. Pusha T & Kevin Cossom
Freddie Gibbs
Pusha T
Freddie Gibbs x Pusha T
Official Audio
GTA 5
Miami Vice

LYRICS

[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one

[Chorus: Kevin Cossom]
You promised me it was all a good thing
Now it's headed for destruction
In the dark, no sign of of daylight
This is so wrong and then it feels right, oh baby
There's no one so beautiful, you drive me crazy
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh, baby
And you know what kind of life I live, can't let you play me
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh, baby
There's no one so beautiful, you drive me crazy
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh, baby
And you know what kind of life I live, can't let you play me
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Guns go for the low, coke go for the high
When the mules get sprung, we takin' it to the sky
FedEx packagin' is no longer accident
Vindictive baby mothers takin' knees like they Kaepernick
Honda Accords for drug lords
And Pop Warner coaches get sponsored like world tours
Keep two million in false storages
Ooh! We think bigger, we notorious
Knew the candy lady, became the candy man
757, we call it Candyland
Metro PCS-in', without a data plan
This is lead babies, poppin' Ativan
Home of where them young niggas full up
Money get shown by the way a nigga pull up
Legends got made when a real nigga stood up
'Cause even in a cage, they gon' still throw the hood up like yah!

[Chorus: Kevin Cossom & Freddie Gibbs]
In the dark, no sign of of daylight
This is so wrong and then it feels right, ooh baby (Yeah)
And you know what kind of life I live, can't let you play me
There's nowhere I gotta go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah)

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Fifth wheel on a Cadillac, dope good for my cataracts
One time for them Gary niggas, I bury niggas, I don't battle rap (Yeah)
MAC-MAC in a nap sack, got a mouse trap for them rat-at-ats (Yeah)
Right hand on my left wrist, still whip that good crad-da-dack (Woo)
In the back of that black Corolla, my chopper and fifty boulders (Yeah)
Know a nigga flow was sick as Ebola mixed with Corona (Yeah)
Man, how long them niggas gon' be your soldiers when they think you owe 'em
Shit, it got so deep, I can't trust my homies 'cause niggas know
I got heroin for the low (The low) Fentanyl for the high (The high)
Fuck the doggy, we cut up that Fetty and mix it down
Thousand package of Perkies in Portland, I ship it down (Yeah)
I catch a flight, then I catch my shit soon as I hit the town
Now my hoes out
Show up in that new Ferrari Roma, I done showed out
Fuckin' Gangsta Gibbs, I'm Soulja Slim without the gold mouth
Holdin' fifty bricks up in a drought, I just might hold out
Tears from an opp up in my watch, them bitches froze out

[Chorus: Kevin Cossom & Freddie Gibbs]
In the dark, no sign of of daylight
Bitch, holdin' fifty bricks up in a drought, I just might hold out
This is so wrong and then it feels right, oh baby
Fuckin' Gangsta Gibbs, I'm Soulja Slim without the gold mouth
There's no one so beautiful, you drive me crazy
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh, baby
And you know what kind of life I live, can't let you play me
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh

[Outro]
30, you a fool for this one

Freddie Gibbs – Miami Vice (feat. Pusha T & Kevin Cossom)

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- ARTIST(S) : T.I. feat. Young Thug and Young Dro 
- TITLE : Peanut Butter Jelly 
- PRODUCER(S) : London On Da Track 
- ALBUM : Da' Nic 
- YEAR : 2015 

- LYRICS : 
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly
Peanut butter jelly, no deli
I got money, check the store credit
Don't do nothing unless you know they did it
Sleep in Paris, watch it happen

[Hook: Young Thug]
I'm having bread, I'm keepin' bread
I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no nigga
I don't give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these bitches
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'
I look like I came from nothin'
And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin' vomit

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit
I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch
They kept me with my strap on my own, that lil bitch
I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer
Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it
A lot of nigga shit, talkin' you don't ever get paid
Remember me, I've been bout it, dealin' out the 10th grade
Ridin' round in my homeboy Buick
With a tool in the unit
We'd go to school, eat lunch
Cut school, get back to it, nigga
Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob
If you can't go hard then you can't come here
Let me make somethin' clear
If you lookin' for a sucker well it ain't none here
Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here
Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere
On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere

[Hook: Young Thug]

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Okay, big paper
If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper
Sick flavor
Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson, (?)
Swag impeccable, peckin' a heck of them, cases federal
I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical
Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera
And I don't want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora
Twenty bricks in the regal
Pullin' up at the ridge, extended heater
Death threat, I got this shit on
I'm untouchable man I got this shit on
Nigga you die soon as I say okay
My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait
I got a chopper on the charger
You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days
Niggas broke
And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in this bitch
And I've been smokin' on gas all in this bitch
Pullin' up at the light no tag on my shit
AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit
Bag all day

[Hook: Young Thug]

[Verse 3: MPA Duke]
I got the bread
Ya'll bitch'll give me the head
Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed
Hit that lil bitch from the back
And I take out with your pack
And I'm not givin' it back
I done lost all my respect
Don't drink no red, we pour Act
Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy
I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act

[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Keep it goin' Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots
My bitch the baddest, but she not your average
She so, so arrogant, woah
Her titties calcium, my booty calories
And both of 'em squish me, God damn we sandwiches
I do this shit for my momma
Take off with your pack and keep runnin'
I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'
I flip that bitch like a omelet
I've been with ya from the start
I did that shit from my heart
I'm so so so sorry I hurt you
And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]

[Hook: Young Thug]

T.I. feat. Young Thug and Young Dro - "Peanut Butter Jelly" [prod. by London On Da Track] <2015>

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