Pi'erre Bourne

Cut Her Off - Pierre Bourne

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MIXED AND MASTERED BY: KY GORDON
PRODUCED BY: HoodSasuke

Lyrics: 

[PART 1:]

Intro:
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, trip, trip, yeah
Uh, yeah, mhm
Trip (damn)

Chorus:
Two twenty-two blunts in a box (trip)
Man these shorties be selling out box, but I need me a 10, need a house on the rock (house on a-)
Nigga I been on that block (facts)
Run it back, spun that block like a fox (run it)
Nigga I be on that block (block)
Run it back, spun that block like a- (like a-)
Alright'

Verse:
Don’t know why these niggas be hating (word)
Maybe all of the facts in my tracks I've been stating (ouu)
They can keep that up (keep it up)
They can keep on going, they ain’t what they saying (keep it)
I be breaking they masks (word)
Exposing the persona’s that they are making (damn)
Imma keep that up (keep it up)
Imma keep going on, ‘cause they ain’t what they-
(Keep it up)
Back out the back, Imma spin to the bando (back out the)
Know a nerd nigga that’s shooting like Lando
Need me some Morley’s like, uh
Damn, need me some Morley’s or some fucking Nando’s
Dunk on that bitch, Aaron Gordon, Orlando (damn)
Plug in Brazil sending packs of Serrano (Serrano)
Triple-two hundred', bitch you know my handles
Beat from the back got her singing Soprano (beat from the back)

Chorus:
(Woah), two twenty-two blunts in a box (woah)
Man these shorties be selling out box (woah), but I need me a 10 and a house on the rock
Nigga I be on that block (woah)
Run it back, spun that block like a fox, (woah)
Nigga I be on that block (woah)
Run it back, spun that block like a-
Shit, fuck, fuck

[PART 2:]

Verse 2:
Giving your girl the WW’ Smackdown, my ‘oota got his shooting badges maxed out
Cannot beef with these nic’ addict’s (fiends), Back in the 80’s your momma was cracked out (cracked out)
Nick eh wit this 30, I bet I won’t back down, straight from the X lil’ bitch go check the background
Said that she want me I’m beating her back out, baddie she emo throwing’ ass in a black gown (woo)
That ain’t a civic if that bitch ain’t slammed, a ho' IRL but he tough for the ‘gram (wow)
Keep me a turret, I’m shooting a S.A.M (glrr, glrr), she wanna match for the winter, my neck ‘ready matching a- (bow, bow, bow)
I’m on the rise and these nigga’s not catching up, up and it’s stuck there is no patching up (there is no patching)
Count up a twenty, a hundred, a fifty, a fifty and then add up two ones (triple-two gang)
Been going stupid, going dumb (dumb)
Might cop a Gen 5 with' a drum (5 with’ a drum)
Lemme stop talking bout guns, cop a 300s just to let that bitch run (let that bitch run)
Been going stupid, going dumb (going dumb)
Might cop a Gen 5 with' a drum (5 with' a drum)
Lemme stop talking bout guns, cop a 300s just to let that bitch run (let that bitch run)

Chorus:
Two twenty-two blunts in a box (trip)
Man these shorties be selling out box, but I need me a 10 and a house on the-
Nigga I been on that block (facts)
Run it back, spun that block like a fox (run it)
Nigga I be on that block (block)
Run it back, spun that block like a-
Alright'

Outro:
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, trip, trip, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, trip, trip, yeah

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edit of I couldn't love you more by Sade with vocals and drums from Speak The Truth by Rio Da Yung Og #itsup

I Couldn't Speak The Truth (Sade x Rio Da Yung Og)

CODY MAN - HYUNDAI

plaqueboymax - 5starhoes/Life of the party (prod.riot)

Fetty - (Lil Uzi)

Babyface Ray - Lunch Break Freestyle (Lyrical Lemonade Exclusive)

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MIXED AND MASTERED BY: HoodSasuke
PRODUCED BY: @HoodSasuke

Intro:
(Uh, uh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Verse:
(Damn) it’s like one, but I’m outside running ‘round with a gun
Thought it was over this trip ain’t done, rayman chop’ shit shoot lum’s (bow, bow, bow)
She on my body while I’m in her guts, gas so loud can’t feel my lungs
Bitch I ain’t tweaking but I’m feeling numb, stalk my page you is broke and a goddamn bum (lil’ bitch)

Chain so bright that it look like the goddamn sun
Skipped school, but it’s cool, ‘cause a nigga be running up racks and I ain’t even dumb
Started off only rapping now I’m nice with the lyrics and nice with the drums
And bro-bro a gang member cause he nice with the shooting’s and nice with drugs
Timb’s on get to squashing you bugs, black forces my feet and a nigga can dunk
.45, FN, pop up the trunk, snap all in the morn’ in the day I’ll be slumped
Captain save a ho you nigga’s is Krupp, wait, that’s underpants 
Get the bread and I’m hitting my dance, off the wall I ain’t kicking in vans 

Off the lot I might slide in a ‘burban, bitch how you gangster you live in suburban (what)
Ain’t no normal duwie this a turban, new v is Swedish and run off a turbine (it’s a egg)
Like Giane my wrist gets to surfing, bro in the south said he fell in love serving
Cut off y’all nigga’s y’all ‘lated to serpents, I’m that top boy that shoot like the Turks (boom)
You ain’t like that so please watch your verbs, you ain’t gangster so please watch your words 
And this button might make you convert, ain’t talking ‘bout gay but it’ll send you to church (god)
Or maybe to church in a hearse, snap on a track I don’t need to rehearse
Fuck the chorus this one long verse, said that’s your wifey but that bitch a bird (that bitch a treesha)
brrr (thottie), brrr (what, what), brrr (thottie)
(Uh, uh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Outro:
(it’s like one, but I’m outside running ‘round with a gun)
(it’s like one, but I’m outside running ‘round with a gun)
(it’s like one, but I’m outside running ‘round with a gun)
(but I’m outside running ‘round with a gun)

captainunderpants

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MIXED AND MASTERED BY: HoodSasuke
PRODUCED BY: @HoodSasuke
Intro:
(Oh woah)
(Oh-oh woah)

Chorus:
Me and KY like a two headed goat (that’s my brother)
OG free so I don’t gotta cope (welcome home)
AP dancing it came wit no ropes (AP dancing)
All red V I might ‘tino the coat (Valentino)
Matter fact I’ll Burberry the coat
80 in the drum these boy’s slanging dope 
This girl crazy I think I should leave her, she claim if I leave then her life is satire (what the hell)

Verse:
I know an opp and his moms’ is sativa, it’s smellin’ like reggie but damn this that reefur 
Gen 5 Glock this shit really a keeper, a Kar98 just to control my breather (oh my gosh)
Got a coupe this shit old but a sleeper, D. Glove’ in the trunk and this weapon still lethal
I agree that all lightskins is evil, it hurts me to say that it be your own people (be your own people)
But I ain’t light bitch I’m darker than dark, I need my pockets on Paul blart (on Paul Blart)
‘08 whip that I’m pressing to start and my livery look like a pop tart (look like a what)
Ain’t no Gucci I’m flexing a Carhart, hop out the crib and I’m dressing like nardwaur (like the serviette)
This ain’t my peak it’s a trip evolution, just sample a track and go stupid (not no Eevee)
Think shorty in love with my all pink diamonds, lil’ bitch I’m related to Cupid (okay)
This that Ski Mask, Takeoff flow but I made it my own this shit putrid (ski, ski, ski)
You could get jumped if you talk on HoodSasuke while I might just rewatch Shippuden
He talk about his tracks, but I heard that his stats is all fucked up and ruined 
30, 30 sipping dirty (dirty, dirty), butterfly whip’s but I drive like a derby (skrrt)
G out the town so it’s super sturdy, and a shorty that really be sucking like Kirby (oh woah)
Fuck it I’m bugging I’m spinning a ‘burban, 11 my chop’ get to hooping like Irving 
200 the dash I ain’t thinking bout merging, pendant from my moms but the Cuban is Persian (straight from Persia)

Chorus:
Me and KY like a two headed goat (that’s my brother)
OG free so I don’t gotta cope (welcome home)
AP dancing it came wit no ropes (on my mother)
All red V I might  ‘tino the coat (Valentino my garments)
Matter fact I’ll Burberry the coat
80 in the drum these boy’s slanging dope (like back in the day)
This girl crazy I think I should leave her, she claim if I leave then her life is satire (Triple two gang)

Ky verse:
Up in the stu’ and i’m smokin’ sativa
Uppin’ the tool, yeah i’m uppin’ a heater
I told the bitch that “I’m tired of cheaters”
Better watch out ‘for I fuck on yo’ sister
Watch out lil’ bitch ‘cause I pull out a hesi’
Don’t do no cash, I use debit or credit
Just like yo’ daddy, I give you a spankin’
Go to the stu’, then I leave with some bangers
Get on the dance floor and act like I’m Rula
She want my dick so I pull out this ruler
How I’m a Christian and losin’ my focus 
I gotta fight off temptation, you know it 
Dance with the devil, I just can not do it
Hate on a nigga, I just can not do it 
Turn up on niggas like BabyChiefDoit
Out swag niggas like WHYBG
Young, dumb, and turnt, and I still keep it P
GOOD BOY GONE MAD, still on repeat
Woah, I keep it betty
I hit this bitch up and then hit my cele’
Murder that pussy, that bitch wasn’t ready
Murdered this beat and you niggas weren’t ready
Swerve in yo’ lane, I pull out with the Chevy
Swerve in yo’ lane, I pull up with the hesi’, like
(Oh woah)
(Oh woah)
(Oh woah)

Chorus:
Me and KY like a two headed goat (that’s my brother)
OG free so I don’t gotta cope (welcome home)
AP dancing it came wit no ropes (AP dancing)
All red V I might ‘tino the coat (Valentino)
Matter fact I’ll Burberry the coat
80 in the drum these boy’s slanging dope 
This girl crazy I think I should leave her, she claim if I leave then her life is satire (oh woah)

2 x 5

Prod. by FrozenGangBeatz ( https://soundcloud.com/frozengangbeatz )
Frayed (6/7)

sitting in the motherfucking dirt just hurt
always bitching about you never get the shit that you deserve
while you rotting on the curb ima take off with the birds
waiting for the right time but for me now works
we forever create levels hit the lever kill the power
every dot a witching hour on the clock upon the mantel
dont be acting like you mental you dont really wanna feel it
hearing what aint really there seeing what you know you isnt
exhale blow the leaves strip search all the trees
bones like his forest sharp leave if you dont want to bleed
all they wanna be is me all i wanna do is leave
i contaminate the minds of the viewers of the slang

fuck

and i thought it would be different
still the same message dont care if you listening

and you use to be doubtful
you play the game but sesh make the console

how many fucking times do i gotta go and say it
you aint fucking with us touching anything we fucking made
they watch then repeat through their own shit
but theyll never duplicate the flow bitch

if it aint sesh then you know i dont know it
if it aint our show there aint no point in goin

i am what they not
they land in the rocks
im a motherfucking problem

i aim for the brush but i landed on the top
this a good little spot i know

Bones - Okay,ButThisIsTheLastTime (6/7) (Prod. by FrozenGangBeatz)

Straight from the Bronx, New York, rapper HoodSasuke brings a wild and unique voice to tracks like you’ve never heard before. Inspired by the legendary MCs of his hometown, he’s making waves with his fresh style. HoodSasuke represents his crew, "TwoTwentyTwo," a group of close friends from his neighborhood.

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