The first beat I've actually taken time to make, expect better sounding production as I learn more.

First Take

Don Chronic - Persistence

Ugh
You'll never find a sicker, nigga
I prolly be a old man
In my wicker chair
Sippin' liquor
Still tryna, kick a, verse, damnnnn
I forgot the words to it
I had a verse about reversing a hearse
Now I'm screaming out “Nurse, please help me with the words to it”
Word
When I used to have words with these kids
It was worse
Now everything's in reverse
I just slur through it
I mumble some shit off the humble
Stand up, grab my walker
Walkin like my grandma, walking and stumble
It's no use
To use this
It's useless
Using this shit that's causing contusions, that make me fall and get bruises
You losers
I'm losing my hunger for sho
When I was younger let me share this little song that I wrote

When, I come out-side to play
All my friends, they run away
They say “no, not today”
I guess I just play too rough

I play too rough
I play too rough
They say I play too rough
I'm dangerous
They say I'm dangerous
I'm dangerous
I play too rough
I play too rough
I'm dangerous


I'm all in, it could all end miserably
Niggas often lack authenticity
I'm letting off ten, ball in Sicily
U-turn in Spain, and park in Italy
Literally, you giving me ammo, you silly
I hit the gas, make the Lambo do wheelies
Really? What you wanna hold? Beef or a convo?
Dissing me, and I live in a three-floor condo
(You)Be the type nigga really want me out my cash flow
Who try and talk shit? I got money out the asshole
You pale in comparison, frail and embarrassin'
How you want these shells? Snail or a terrapin?
Embarrassin', fuck watching another man blow up
I cut and cap dope just to rubberband dough up
Know what? I know what to do to a hater
Cop two new two doors two tours later
Damn
Niggas be cookin' up beef now
Just cause I can ball without lookin', I'm Dee Brown
Peep round, every nigga ever switched on me gone
What you feel some type of way, cause I'm rich homie…. Guan(Quan)-
Tanamo bay, Nagasaki bomb
Mass cocky, bowlegged blonde, sippin' Sake Bombs
I'm the bomb
I could palm the
World in my hands while I'm teaching you niggas how to kick it
Sock em all, Soccer mom
Sock ya mom for having you little worthless niggas while I'm singin':

When, I come out-side to play
All my friends, they run away
They say “no, not today”
I guess I just play too rough

I play too rough
I play too rough
They say I play too rough
I'm dangerous
They say I'm dangerous
I'm dangerous
I play too rough
I play too rough
I'm dangerous

Dangerous
The shit we been given just ain't enough
That's why we hang, bang, slang, 'caine and stuff
And when we bang and aim you duck

I don't have flaws
I'm superhuman, you just dumbin'
Shit is super scary
Jaws hears music when I'm coming
Buggin' since a youngin'
The shit that I would do is insane
Blowing out my candles wishing that I just blew out your brain
A product of pain
Learning everybody's a nobody
I got nobody to blame
Because everybody's a lame
Niggas slob 80 dicks[?]
That's why they tell me keep my circle small
And I tell them that it already is, get it… all radius
I think outside the box, like a Chuckie Doll
But I let y'all play with kids
Get it? Think outside the box
The Chuckie Doll was in the box
But when it's outside of the box, know what it already is
My crib go crazy
Ain't the 80's
Ladies, niggas, kids and babies
They can shake me like they shake the hate in Haiti
But can't break me
Hate me, love me, make me ugly
If you want a bitch, I'm from the fuckin' corner
The Wire, the fire inspired
That's why I play too rough, play too rough
I done seen demons attack, and angels rush
Ruptured spleen, I ain't the sickest?
My nigga the fuck you mean?
King

When, I come out-side to play
All my friends, they run away
They say “no, not today”
I guess I just play too rough

I play too rough
I play too rough
They say I play too rough
I'm dangerous
They say I'm dangerous
I'm dangerous
I play too rough
I play too rough
I'm dangerous	

King Los - Play Too Rough (lyrics in description box)

I'ma dog just like Gucci said,
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
and I'm faded just like Boosie head
Eyes bloodshot, them bitches ruby red

I'ma dog, I'ma dog just like Gucci said
Shut the fuck up hoe, just like Juicy said (SHUTHAFUCKAHHHH!)
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
I'm still a dog, still a dog just like Gucci said

I'ma dog, like all my dogs
Catch the neck and hold her head, southpaw
Hell naw, can't fuck ya raw
Catch a nut and dip like bitch my dick got soft

Tryna get Karrueche head,
and slang this wood like Juvie said
Make a movie with the Red and dog her out like Gucci said
Me and money newlywed that's why that tooly in my pants
Pull up with them uzis and some goonies in a minivan

I'ma dog just like Gucci said,
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
and I'm faded just like Boosie head
Eyes bloodshot, them bitches ruby red

I'ma dog, I'ma dog just like Gucci said
Shut the fuck up hoe, just like Juicy said (SHUTHAFUCKAHHHH!)
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
I'm still a dog, still a dog just like Gucci said

My word is law, this money my flaw
I gotta have it if I'm broke I go through withdrawals
Round of applause, shout out her jaws
Could suck a laffy taffy right straight through a straw

Faded like a Boosie cut, off gin and juice like Juicy cup
Pull up in that dually truck like Gucci smoking fruity blunts
Blowing smoke like hookah out the roof like we brought Snoop with us
You a dog and I'm a dog, then nigga that make two of us

I'ma dog just like Gucci said,
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
and I'm faded just like Boosie head
Eyes bloodshot, them bitches ruby red

I'ma dog, I'ma dog just like Gucci said
Shut the fuck up hoe, just like Juicy said (SHUTHAFUCKAHHHH!)
Married to the money, I'm a newlywed
I'm still a dog, still a dog just like Gucci said


Que - Gucci Said (prod. by Sonny Digital) [W/ Lyrics]

Money really make me feel like I could be somebody, 
When I pull up in that Benz, beau coup freaks around me
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Comin' thru, we ride around with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in beau coup rubberbands
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Tahoe, this whip came equipped with Moscato
My driver be drivin me 'round
Gunna and Boobie, my clique fulla shooters
Look stupid, they sendin' them rounds
While I'm inbounds, awkwardly I got announced,
Groupies be following me 'round
Want me to take off the rubber, you dummy it's nothin'
You fucked with a few of my rounds
Britches ain't baggy, but my pants is saggin
This fire been on hand and I just turned it backwards
Somewhat eclectic, I don't fuck with rappers
I'm not into swagging, but they love my swagger
Yo bitch is an animal, fuck from the back
and it's somewhat degrading the way I behave with her
Want me to stay with her, I could just play with her
Heart in her feelings, won't kiss her, won't lay with her

Bitch I got paper to get if I'm broke then I probably end up unhappy, 
I'ma Sir Ram it, pull up on carbon ceramics
My bitch is delivering packages,
The neighbor had sued me, and threatened to take me to court 
and you know we look at it like rattin'
Think I don't front up the soft for like 8 minutes long, 
But that shit wasn't even a factor, action


Money really make me feel like I could be somebody, 
When I pull up in that Benz, beau coup freaks around me
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Comin' thru, we ride around with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in beau coup rubberbands
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny


Where the bands at? Rubberband that
Countin' money givin' orders to a bitch
Excuse me, meant to say orders to ya bitch
I ain't even really with the arguing and shit
I got a condo and a crib and the people that I owe they jack,
Now nigga come and get it how ya live
Put that on the rear, rest in peace to my nigga Weed
Blow the filling out a mothafucka wig, Gates
Hard for pussy, not at all a pussy
Would it bothered you if can I call you pussy?
On the phone with a bitch I can call for pussy
I ain't feed her no dick, I'ma starve the pussy
Armed with the balls, and my arms and the bars
Wet a nigga up, firearms in the car
In the car unalarmed when the car is alarmed, 
I was talkin' 'bout the feds, if you off then you on


I'm in love, with the way that the money come offa these drugs
My conversation's addictive, some people might catch 'em a buzz (What do you mean?)
While you was in jail, an LSU nigga was fuckin' yo fiance'
Yo bitch you lovin', she okay but she not Beyonce


Money really make me feel like I could be somebody, 
When I pull up in that Benz, beau coup freaks around me
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

Comin' thru, we ride around with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in beau coup rubberbands
I was born with a plug, who am I to lie?
and you know I let 'em fly like Puerto Rican Johnny


Niggas playin' with my niggas when they not here,
You know you owe some niggas money, it's gone sound fair
Treat my nigga like he different, you a pussy nigga
and don't be repping on his name 'cuz you pussy niggas

Bow, bow, welcome to Puerto Rico
Bow, bow, welcome to Puerto Rico
Bow, bow, welcome to Puerto Rico,
Bow, bow, welcome to Puerto Rico


Kevin Gates - Rican Johnny [W/ Lyrics]

Skippa Da Flippa - Extendo

"If I get jammed I'm a mute, plus I'm really rare like I'm Mew" 

Same title as Left Hand ft MadeInTyo, different song.

UnoTheActivist - Left Hand (feat. Key!)

Bad Boy's Los delivers this tribute to his hometown heroes, none other than the Baltimore Ravens. Follow Los on Twitter: @iamKingLos

King Los - Purple Reign (Baltimore Ravens Tribute)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I need a platinum Aston Martin from Platinum
Matte black Ferrari, black Maserati
Maybach, a Bugatti, a platinum pool party
For me goin' platinum, then after the party
Somebody go half on the mansion, no really
Like saw it in half, that's how I'm fuckin' this money up
Got what I made 'cause I saw what I had
Pardon my swag, nigga...
Your girl suck dick just to buy some Starbucks
Wouldn't give that bum bitch a box of sawdust
Hop up off us, got drops, we bosses
Push a button 'til the motherfuckin' top get balled up
Like lord, nigga - it look like Godzilla
Snapped and attacked the fuckin' car, nigga, hold up
Call niggas and tell 'em I'm back, spazzin'
Bars so tight, they're havin' a back spasm
Versace, Versace - like Vick in the pocket, nobody could stop me
I'm trainin' my bitches to dig in your pockets, you niggas is sloppy
You niggas is swappin' the same bitch and call it your main bitch, you geekin'
Versace, Versace - I only hear money, what language you speaking?
Bitch, I'm out that Murdaland, we push white girl and push fast drops
Goin' broke done damn near pushed these white girls to get ass shots
We did not have, we was have-nots - now 20K just my half-knot
For the big V or the keys, boy - niggas return, no caps-lock
You cop one car when you ballin' - I like it I'm finna buy two
One white and one red, they the same, them shits lookin' like Ken & Ryu
I'm winning my dude - what the business, my yute?
Wah gwan - boy, go on with the bullshit
Call upon me soldiers then be on with the four-fifth
Get in with the bomb, when it's on, me no forfeit
Four-fours in a Porsche four-door
Four whores at the Four Seasons, fourth floor
Your money 4'4, yeah I'm gunnin' for the Forbes
Yeah I'm comin' with the force, I done did this to the fourth
Fireworks on my own, fire verse from the dome
Tires skirtin' on chrome
I be merkin' em homes, go berserk on a song
Shorty pop a Perc, it make her twerk in her thong
And you can get that Berkin like I said in Ocho Cinco
It's summertime approaching, I'mma smoke 'em with a single
Just fuckin' with a melody, tell 'em it's a felony happenin'
It's like you witnessed a murder, that's how I'm finna be rappin'
It's like I'm... so precise that I'm over nice and you overnight
Your girl like Ciroc over ice
I'm out this bitch - zero, I'm like...

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