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Track: Vibe Tribe (Breathe)
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The much-awaited fourth studio album, Long Live The Pimp, from the legendary and highly influential GRAMMY Award-nominated rapper and producer PIMP C via Mass Appeal Records. The album is the first of all-new, original Pimp C material to be released in over four years. It features work with some of the late icon’s collaborators as well as contemporaries, such as Nas, T.I., Juicy J, A$AP Rocky, Slim Thug, Ty Dolla $ign, David Banner, Devin the Dude, Lil Keke, ESG, Pimpin Ken, 8Ball & MJG and of course Bun B. The album also features production work from the likes of Mr. Lee, Ray Murray (of Organized Noize), Crazy Mike and Cory Mo.

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this is the Single to the Album titled "Cuzznz" Snoop & Daz 

Daz & Snoop - Bestfriend Produced by KJ Conteh

Instrumental of the song "Rough & Rugged" By Big Tray Deee

Ruff & Rugged FW Instrumental

Song: Colombia Proceed
Artist: Lugage
Produced by: Lugage &amp; Vansbeats

Spanish Lyrics by Lugage

Me encantaria pasar tiempo contigo

No voy a permitir que jodan esto, 
mierda que viene en mi camino
trabado Escena de un millon de dolares
imagen pende en mi cabeza
soy como un dos, pero estoy solo trayendo
agudos bajos que no puedes controlar
escupo sobre todos los niveles
trabado como nunca madre parece no llegarme
todos los discursos sobre la droga, el Rap, nunca
me llegaron
parece loco
 joven trabado en las tarde, en la manana
en la noche oh DIOS perdona mi hijo
barrio loco, se matan por el pan, uno o dos dolares
droga, crack pronto encerrado pero la esperanza
nunca se puede perder
esperanza en los suenos
estas para bloquear suenos calles ensangre este es tu hobbie
bloqueas los suenos embalas las calles 
barrio no hay  ningun grupo de presion
para los mas pobres todos los dias cada vez mas borrachos
no hay trabajo no hay futuro y lloramos a otra britney
Esta mierda es una locura
ninas son asesinadas en las calles es una pesadilla
la violaron tenia 13 anos y perdio a su padre
soy un observador
soy un tonto un testigo
hablo acerca de esta mierda pero nunca podre ayudar 
a este problema
deja caer la moneda desaparece pronto
respira profundo en el fondo la principal verdad
es que no hay nada que pueda hacer
Rap es mi ritmo, el mal es un concepto
que nosotros vivimos para tratar algunos lo hicieron
otros no estoy muy seguro
una llamada telefonica soy testigo principal del crimen
no puedo reconocer el ladron oculta la misma trama de siempre
en contra de la Television no soy tan tonto no tan idiota
la desconfianza es profunda 
lapiz y papel soy un maestro
quieto ahi
escribiendo liricas me escapo
prendo la television
vierta el ron y deje escapar
no se puede lavar el dolor y no hay nada que pueda hacer
oye mami me encanta el Rap y ellos arrestaron a snoop
ellos siguen allanando en la busqueda de la mala hierba
 continua 
pretenden no entender
pretendo que rapeo lento

Chorus:
Algunos caeran
Otros surgiran
algunos pueden caer
otros se levantan

No puedo hacer nada
el mundo sigue igual
la misma la misma lucha
el mismo mismo plan
lo mismo mismo nada
la misma misma mentira
el mismo ladron
madre recogiendo y la mayoria se quedan por fuera
y no dejo de rapear en un estado que entienden
por que Lugage esta rapeando no en espanol 
es de donde vengo
dejales saber mi historia mi devocion
toma tiempo
atar mi conciencia
esto no tiene nada de malo parcero
me encanta la cannabis nena
caserio historia de ciegos
ocultarse como el alcalde
estare dormido en el barro?
solo vine a ejecutar

La vida es simplemente genial
la vida es solo vida
dinero trae avaricia
dinero aliento de vida
no no no

[Ellos saben lo que tu haces
lo que viene
lo saben}

Lugage en la escena del RAP

Lugage rapiando si este es mi estilo
Medallo al escuchar Medallo rota el sonido
quieto Ana viene una nota en la emisora
no mal amante constelacion
Si lleno de
 mujer dame
amarte como un amante lo debe hacer
si te amo nena puedo
puedo puedo dormir contigo?
llueve como nunca pense estar fuera de tu lado
vivir tranquilo la noche duerme dejame abrazarte
por una mujer como tu podria vivir en el parqueadero
sea pequeno mi negocio  pero fuerte en el sonido
banco como un banco de dinero
nunca eso nunca lo hare
lo mismo que el hijueputa de pac nena no lo puedo hacer
y ellos me cortan en tajadas
temprano en la noche
bolsa de yerba  con este sueno del hombre de dinero
  burbujeante champagne
vivo
estoy sonando en mi mismo
lanzo los dados como la ruleta rusa

Chorus:
Algunos caeran
Otros surgiran
algunos pueden caer
otros se levantan

Esto es lo que hago desde Colombia
Fumando propia yerba
sigo quemando
y esto es lo que hago desde Colombia
mantengo sembrando malas hierbas
y sigo trabado

y a mi
me encantaria pasar mi tiempo contigo..
 

COLOMBIA PROCEED

Who Killed the President
Lugage
www.lugagemusic.com 
Medellin, Colombia

Song : Who killed the President
Produced by Lugage & VaNsBeaTs

who killed the president
guess was innocent

light the night
 the night so dark homie

who killed the president
guess was innocent

light the night
 the night so dark homie

deeper and deeper higher higher
keep my mind on my business and my troop ain't invited
and old herd watching turning high hopes on president
 last letter that he wrote can't barely understand
pages and pages hope for better days
constitution there's nOT 
  population in crisis
nights alone high on weed going crazy i'm trapped revolution
making plot against me
 or will i win or will i fail
 myself a contradiction getting high watching time FLY
consume weed so live life on  fast lane
they i say i might be victim of criminal actions
win terms optimistic won't last on the criminal session
against judge rigged 
battled i'm trouble
my mama can't  fix it
 my papa missed the plea and my lawyer is twisted
trap in motion  is painted long time
derailed on tv news schemed on 99%
blend a bag of weed and the mix i'm trouble
get a couple of my lyrics i'm derailed  oh LORD

i live on sin and i ride around the coastline
living on dreams some day i 'll have my  island
  sweep my  crib '
light on the curb
dice on my life president oh noooo


who killed the president
guess was innocent

light the night 
the night so dark homie


deeper and deeper and higher and higher
i keep my mind on my business
still the love for the party
and the problem is dementia
death in the coffin  ban is the peril
wise fighting sober
rob me i'm the juvenile  out of paper i'm the most wanted
baked state
lighting  
finally smiling

oh grandma smiling from heaven
wishing overseas tired the mutherfucker blaming

who killed the president
guess was innocent

light the night 
the night so dark homie(x2)


deeper and deeper higher and higher
i keep my mind on my business
since a child i been rhyming
and my days counting on the table
served like death numb
hey Dre, Lugage straight  like on death row
write story
 i killed on the mic
and deeper and deeper i go i'm deeper on the facts
hope smoke light the party
this is my tone i'm rhyming
mayback music
dance after party 
ways of the south  
who killed the president
running after me
who killed the president
blaming that on me
who killed the president
a Nation dying folks and a nation i will  be dying for
who killed the president
nobody asking me 
 a dirty like mouth  bad version out of me

hey keeping rolling and deeper there i go harder
likes i made it
hope ain't dying

who killed the president
guess was innocent

light the night
 the night so dark homie

ohhhh blaming than on me 

Who Killed the President

Produced by Lugage
99centbeatz

From the streets of Medallo with the mutherfucker phillies
smoking and riding popping and dreaming
victim of insomnia cause i guess is the plan
im the mutherfucker homie with the masterplan
rapping in the zone now the bitches want feel me
herb is my style i been growing steady
imminent stop and im cursed in the hall
 stripped search bitch can you hold on my balls
permanent search and upset i'm the bad boy
Colombian thug realize i'm the mac dog
thug life screening thug life bitches 
 ride through my hood in nike's on black river
long valley the hood when i turned in the bang
when the mom and the pap when the ban is the herb
when thug life mind disturb on my spirit
can't concentrate at night my biz creepy
faith i'll be drove in van HOPE       RIGHT DIRECTION
homie say TRY  i'm addicted intersection
 try  to lost cops but they keep after my loot
red light         hit the gas  intersect my fucking crew


rolling nasty
 how we going every state we go

 rolling in the name of dope and its friday

i connect city to city i brought spanish im talking english
i plot  deny it
leverage  dope when i grew flex maps and fusil 
if its for my city i ride 'til i sleep
make noise cause we march and the promise after loop
get dope live hood living large have the loot
have the mood likes her smooth as fast as she pursue
have a car big house and Mo' to spend on shoes
make a move light a blunt the bitch smoke it too
make rap says she likes it IF i'm getting share of loot
her lawyer then suing me 
homie bad direction say bitches loves money 
verified inspector
hundred times and still LOVE sucking  on pussy
honey im broke but the bitches getting GUCCI
journal is written they simply wrote down
man with a car have no kids and her slogan

rolling nasty
 how we going every state we go


FRIDAY

Slidin' Challenge

This World

Colombian Rapper Lugage
www.lugagemusic.com 
Medellin, CO

Who Killed the President

Lugagemusic

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