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Wifey - Next ( DJ Leeyo Remake 2016 )

HARD&FAST MIX ! SOUNDS OFF BECOZ IM CBF CLEANING IT UP. LOL ! 

DJDANASAUR- SUMMERTIME(BEYONCE)x PITBULL x LUDACRIS(REGGAE REMIX)(2014)

Tales From Da Clover

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BetweenUs

Im_Crazy

Lyrics:

Yo, what’s good, homie?
You wanted nine? You wanted nine?
Aight, take nine — pow, pow!

When they see me, they say “Yo, shorty bad!”
I’m more known in the block than the city had.
The streets taught me every single move I made,
How to live, how to shoot, how to never be afraid.
Every day’s a test — stay alive, stay real,
It’s hard in this life if you ain’t born with steel.
They tell me “Be quiet,” I ain’t built for that,
I talk my talk, then make ‘em fall flat.
You cross me once, I come knock at your door,
Me and the crew — we don’t play no more.
Smile now, cry later, gun pressed to your neck,
You can pray if you want, but death’s what’s next.
No time for games, no talking slow,
One pull of the trigger and your life let go.
Yeah, I’m cold — built from blood and bone,
No heart left, just the streets I own.
From the Bronx to the blocks, we don’t back down,
We move silent — wear the bullet like a crown.

One move wrong and the bullet flies fast,
I got a nine in my hand and your time just passed.
Yeah, you don’t mess with my nine,
Saved two rounds — one for me, one for your line.
9 millimeter, circle complete,
Aim, pull the trigger — body hit the concrete.
Don’t play spy games, this ain’t no 007,
I shoot through your back — send you straight to heaven.

You might be James Bond, but I’m Jesse James,
Grew up with killers — we don’t play those games.
Semi-auto in my grip, one blink you gone,
No warning shots, I don’t shoot for fun.
You ain’t built for the smoke, boy, take a step back,
I live this life, you just act on tracks.
Never leave the block without my steel,
9 millimeter, that’s how I feel.
This is the only game I love to play,
Where I walk in breathing and walk out paid.
Whoever moves wrong don’t move no more,
That’s the code we live by — the street law score.

9 millimeter, dream sweet tonight,
I’m the Bronx nightmare creepin’ outta sight.
You say you hard? Boy, stop that act,
You talk too much, I just cock it back.
You think life’s normal? It ain’t, believe me,
This is the world where killers sleep easy.

Got five left in the clip, hash in my lungs,
Money on my mind, and blood on my tongue.
I told you before, I just want the cash,
You don’t like my life? You can kiss my—
I roll one joint, two joints, zone out deep,
Every night another soul I keep.
You cross my line, your brain might fly,
From the Bronx to the sky, don’t ask why.
Maniac mind, I feel no fear,
Got my nine, my crown, my gear.
The city taught me — shoot first, breathe later,
Trust no one, envy’s greater.
I’m too far gone to turn around,
Only thing I love is that metal sound —
click, pow! echo through the block,
That’s how we talk — that’s Bronx talk.

Yeah…
That’s how we live out here,
Ain’t no fairytales, just 9 millimeter dreams.


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