Mac Miller Ft. Waka Flocka – Dog Pound
Letra de Dog Pound de Mac Miller Ft. Waka Flocka
A wolve’s world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Some nig*as fu*k with me
Cause these fakes won’t fu*k with me for the check
Blow your tee before royalty my nig*a till the death
Came down with em came up with em
Fu*k nig*as don’t fu*k with em
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If you in or you out ain’t no on and off this bus nig*a
Perfect beats, Bugatti I just bought a ten million dollar house
Did it independent now my label wanna help me out
Cause I got it worldwide boy I made it out the south
Guys shy built 250 they ain’t want to help me out
Bank account got local bit*hes they ain’t help me out
Grinding out dropped a mixtape after tape
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Me and Southside going hard fu*k what they say
Fu*k this industry I bet these DJs they gon’ play squat
From Letra-Lyrics.com
A wolves’ world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war
From Letra-Lyrics.com
My rapping cadence is fascinating
This game that I’m calibrating
Have buildings evacuated whenever my name is said
I hate the Federlines spending time getting high
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Watched over by heaven’s eyes protect me from this genocide
Kill the king many tried success is yet to come
When you come across a killer under stress it’s best to run
My mind dots with no limits sh*t a gun is just a gun
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When I’m spitting bone chilling this ain’t sh*t I’m having fun
You ain’t gonna rap like me put a city on the map like me
Sell a beat bring it back like me kill tracks when I’m half asleep
You ain’t gonna chase your dreams you ain’t never gon’ live your life
Fu*k a movie gonna make a scene sit back let me hit the light
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Simple knowledge but its true don’t fu*k with me don’t fu*k with you
What you doing running through that’s from a view of love and truth
This a business no one gives a sh*t about you
They gon’ fu*k you up and go and get this bread without you
From Letra-Lyrics.com
A wolve’s world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war.
Letra / Lyrics
Mac Miller Ft. Waka Flocka – Dog Pound (Traducida)
Letra en español de Dog Pound de Mac Miller Ft. Waka Flocka
Original
A wolve’s world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Some nig*as fu*k with me
Cause these fakes won’t fu*k with me for the check
Blow your tee before royalty my nig*a till the death
Came down with em came up with em
Fu*k nig*as don’t fu*k with em
From Letra-Lyrics.com
If you in or you out ain’t no on and off this bus nig*a
Perfect beats, Bugatti I just bought a ten million dollar house
Did it independent now my label wanna help me out
Cause I got it worldwide boy I made it out the south
Guys shy built 250 they ain’t want to help me out
Bank account got local bit*hes they ain’t help me out
Grinding out dropped a mixtape after tape
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Me and Southside going hard fu*k what they say
Fu*k this industry I bet these DJs they gon’ play squat
From Letra-Lyrics.com
A wolves’ world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war
From Letra-Lyrics.com
My rapping cadence is fascinating
This game that I’m calibrating
Have buildings evacuated whenever my name is said
I hate the Federlines spending time getting high
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Watched over by heaven’s eyes protect me from this genocide
Kill the king many tried success is yet to come
When you come across a killer under stress it’s best to run
My mind dots with no limits sh*t a gun is just a gun
From Letra-Lyrics.com
When I’m spitting bone chilling this ain’t sh*t I’m having fun
You ain’t gonna rap like me put a city on the map like me
Sell a beat bring it back like me kill tracks when I’m half asleep
You ain’t gonna chase your dreams you ain’t never gon’ live your life
Fu*k a movie gonna make a scene sit back let me hit the light
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Simple knowledge but its true don’t fu*k with me don’t fu*k with you
What you doing running through that’s from a view of love and truth
This a business no one gives a sh*t about you
They gon’ fu*k you up and go and get this bread without you
From Letra-Lyrics.com
A wolve’s world fu*k the law bit*h I’m on now
Ride around puffing loud with the top down
Start a goddamn riot in the compound
Turn the whole world into a dog pound
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I ain’t no motherfu*king industry rapper
Just a soul that the industry after
They said I wouldn’t make a lot of money no more
Fu*k all my money now I’m coming for war.
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Traducción
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DJ Drama Ft. Waka Flocka, Tyler, The Creator & D-Bo – Imma Hater (Traducida)
Letra en español de Imma Hater de DJ Drama Ft. Waka Flocka, Tyler, The Creator & D-Bo
Original
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
That nig*a muggin’ like he on to something
Like he wanna touch me like my brother’s son
Squad!
They say I’m reppin’ like I’m ‘bout that
I tell ‘em come and try nig*a if they all back
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Devil daisy hats, chaimy chi, park that
Duggin’ like the ’96 park back
Ain’t no 1 on 1’s, to feel once we just jump back
Heartbeat, ass down, shorty we kill all racks
Brah!
All these nig*as ass cheap
If you aks me, these nig*as lab me
What we do?
Feed ‘em to the ones then
Catch me by myself nig*a better still dead
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Umm, hey fellow how ya doing?
Well I’m doin’ bad and I hope your day’s ruined
When you’re on stage I’m the one that’s boo’in
Cuz I hate your guts, hi hi
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I be in the pu*sy slurpin’
Why you and life so goddamn perfect?
Cuz my life sucks and it serves no purpose
I’m gonna fu*k her just to make shit worth it
Yea, bag it. Why the fu*k do you have it?
Why the fu*k don’t I got it and
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Is any way I could stop it?
It’s perfect, fu*k your moms, dads, homies i bet you sleep with
Fu*k yo food, the protein
And in the fu*k you eatin’ with?
Now have your wife beat dick
Get pregnant and then make you think that it’s yours
Now that’s the real definition of sneak diss
I’m silky Johnson’s left hand
Coming like the next trend
It sucks cuz I’m your best friend
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*a
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Time is money, you can die today automat
Nig*as dribble like they forgot how much your body cost
I’m in the hood, nobody gone
All these chains lookin’ like its fu*kin’ mardi gras
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My top down, seat way back
Don’t respect the squad – get your face cracked
Dt young is kinda bad, that’s why you stay tat
Cal the cleanup crew, no a chance
Wait hold on I’m still white, who gon say something?
All that fessils like my youngins won’t fake something
Dtbsu, we gon shake something’
Potato on my belt, watch me break something
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique.
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Traducción
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DJ Drama Ft. Waka Flocka, Tyler, The Creator & D-Bo – Imma Hater
Letra de Imma Hater de DJ Drama Ft. Waka Flocka, Tyler, The Creator & D-Bo
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
That nig*a muggin’ like he on to something
Like he wanna touch me like my brother’s son
Squad!
They say I’m reppin’ like I’m ‘bout that
I tell ‘em come and try nig*a if they all back
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Devil daisy hats, chaimy chi, park that
Duggin’ like the ’96 park back
Ain’t no 1 on 1’s, to feel once we just jump back
Heartbeat, ass down, shorty we kill all racks
Brah!
All these nig*as ass cheap
If you aks me, these nig*as lab me
What we do?
Feed ‘em to the ones then
Catch me by myself nig*a better still dead
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Umm, hey fellow how ya doing?
Well I’m doin’ bad and I hope your day’s ruined
When you’re on stage I’m the one that’s boo’in
Cuz I hate your guts, hi hi
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I be in the pu*sy slurpin’
Why you and life so goddamn perfect?
Cuz my life sucks and it serves no purpose
I’m gonna fu*k her just to make shit worth it
Yea, bag it. Why the fu*k do you have it?
Why the fu*k don’t I got it and
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Is any way I could stop it?
It’s perfect, fu*k your moms, dads, homies i bet you sleep with
Fu*k yo food, the protein
And in the fu*k you eatin’ with?
Now have your wife beat dick
Get pregnant and then make you think that it’s yours
Now that’s the real definition of sneak diss
I’m silky Johnson’s left hand
Coming like the next trend
It sucks cuz I’m your best friend
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*a
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Time is money, you can die today automat
Nig*as dribble like they forgot how much your body cost
I’m in the hood, nobody gone
All these chains lookin’ like its fu*kin’ mardi gras
From Letra-Lyrics.com
My top down, seat way back
Don’t respect the squad – get your face cracked
Dt young is kinda bad, that’s why you stay tat
Cal the cleanup crew, no a chance
Wait hold on I’m still white, who gon say something?
All that fessils like my youngins won’t fake something
Dtbsu, we gon shake something’
Potato on my belt, watch me break something
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo life
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
Fu*k your car, nig*a fu*k yo clique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Yea I’mma hater, fu*k yo wrists
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo car
Yea I’mma hater, nig*a fu*k yo money
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Nig*a fu*k yo life, fu*k yo clique.
Letra / Lyrics
DJ Scream Ft. 2 Chainz, Future, Waka Flocka, Yo Gotti & Gucci Mane – Hood Rich Anthem (Traducida)
Original
All I rock is polo, dollar sign my logo
Then I drop the top, on my car call it porno
Yeah I’m the realest, you can ask your bm
Shawty I’m the sh*t, aka the pimp
Warup dj scream, cory what’s happenin’
Spins on the beat, tity boi rappin’
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It’s time to turn up, told em let’s do it
And I’m from the a, can I hit up with that unit
I’m an astronaut, I’m a nasa, I’m a rock star, I’m a shotta
With a bomber clock, who wanna test me
Yeah girl she wanna sex me
Carrese me, for me she turn to lesbi
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti
Ay dj spinz freebandz, cory b freebandz, dj scream freebandz, talk to me freebandz
Ay dj spinz freebandz, cory b freebandz, dj scream freebandz, talk to me freebandz
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m so fu*king turnt up with this hood bit*h
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I fu*k with the real nig*as
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bit*h
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I fu*k with the real nig*as
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer
From Letra-Lyrics.com
I’m canned up, hood sh*t, real nig*a, hood rich
Bad bit*hes only, but she must be a hood bit*h
I’m riding round in your city, strapped up and I’m getting in
Lambo, nascar, loud pipes and I’m in it
Top down, my chain on, you a real nig*a that’s the same song
Block photo my aim on, little fu*k boy, you a lame hoe
I’m turned up, can’t turn me down
I’m sacked up and I’m head’ to town
Can’t burn me down, and you know the town
From Letra-Lyrics.com
This hood rich radio, you better not change the station
It’s Gucci mane la flare they say I changed the nation
I’m a trapper slash rappers yea that’s my occupation
And I don’t cary chump change all I do is carry faces
I’m monopoly, I ball, I think I’m Dominique
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Primetime like dion, I make them kiss my cleats
I brought you juice, I brought you flock, now whos the next blow?
I’m so boulder crest, so Texaco, so Chesham road
I’m so fu*king turnt up with this hood bit*h
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
From Letra-Lyrics.com
But on some hood sh*t, I fu*k with the real nig*as
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bit*h
From Letra-Lyrics.com
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood sh*t, I fu*k with the real nig*as
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer
Long live the hustle coming soon.
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Waka Flocka Ft. Plies – Lurkin
Letra de Lurkin de Waka Flocka y Plies
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
Nig*a we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad!
Hide dogs on first sight
If you ain’t gonna run that top it nig*a
Hands off of flocka nig*a
Hide dogs at first sight
If you ain’t gonna run that top it nig*a
Hands off of flocka nig*a
Want to flop his ass out
Shout it with that mouth about
While y’all nig*a’ bring the bitch about
Ain’t a nig*a’ that bend that hard
I doubt that, they ain’t shot nobody
And you ain’t shot back
Ain’t my nig*a’ with a hardhead
Two penny, flat back
With an f’ in your click clack
That’s the sound of us lurkin’
Outside of your trailer
Outside of your peeps house
Outside of your momma house
Outside of the club
Chillin’ at your concert
To it ’till my fingers hurt
Waka flame
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
Nig*a we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad!
That’s right if you disrespect me
Imma knock ‘em out
Pull off at his concert
And join that knowin’ with that mouth about
Nig*a ,short temper like i’m jj
Clinking like a hottub
Got hairs like a wolf
With silk on beat
With you know who
Hope your boy down the ride nig*a’
All my nig*as gonna ride nig*a
Can’t wait ’till the day we goin’ live nig*a
Rise nig*a,let them fallow me
Better all fucking with me
My fingers stay sticky
Don’t leave no money around me
Look at you, playing county
Say you will toral
Say i’ll fight it to the demon
I fallow the nig*a sway
You can call in my singer
Look at my skit
My nig*a be playing
Chillin, waiting for the trial
They gonna notice the rail
When i lick off the shot
Man but a dry school,my flesh hot
I don’t ride clip with an a.r. ’50
Bet it wake up your flesh
Waka flocka motherfu*ker
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
Nig*a we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad!
Yo I did it j
Pus*y I drove up on the street
Guess at least I’ll work in ackle
This bitch sure got alot of kin
Do what I need y’all nig*a to do
Ask me ’bout another bitch
Ask me ’bout a body
So I’m legally sh*t
I’ll free the fill
250 round, pus*y
That’s that our kind of shit
Ride right in a river car
With the zone on I tip they shit
Stop hiding, ducking’ and duck nig*a
Let’s go get it over with
For air sas , closed cast
I give my all nig*a,bonus here
Motherfu*ker i.r.
I’m tryin’ to end you permanently
Y’all nig*ers wanna talk it out
But me and my nig*ers want to burn your bits
We lurkin’
Everybody got spits on them
Lurkin’
We lurkin’ nig*a all the time we want it
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
Nig*a we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad.
The Cataracs Ft. Waka Flocka – All You
Letra de All You de The Cataracs y Waka Flocka
I see you looking but you trying to act cool, right
You don't even care what a dude right
Prolly wanna pick, prolly want 2 right
If the girls get ugly and the mood right
Lil moon light go ahead and let it go
I don't mean to come across too sexual, oh, oh
But that's epic though
Volcanic, hot lava, burning up, I can serve it up
Like look I am your father
Only if you wanna, take a trip in each other waters
Take this bedroom and turn it into a sauna
She's sending me dreams, a want that
She said hey boy, you're drinking too fast
And we can take it slow, you'll never be alone
She's telling me Lift me up, all you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
If I wanna, I'ma get it, tell the waitress I’m up, quit that bullsh*t, bend that ass down
It’s a round of applause, I can do it with no hands
I go hard in the pay, she ain't even gotta change
Talk about yourself, bring a couple friends
In Japan, I'm the man, ask your man
Pop it, pop it down, make that ass clap, clap
Make that ass clap, clap
She's sending me dreams, a want that
She said hey boy, you're drinking too fast
And we can take it slow, you'll never be alone
She's telling me lift me up, all you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
If i wanna, I'ma get it, tell the waitress I’m up, quit that bullsh*t, bend that ass down
Bend that ass down
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you
All you tonight
Feel that come, all you tonight
Get me slow, all you tonight
All you.
Waka Flocka and French Montana – Promise
Letra de Promise de Waka Flocka and French Montana
I made a promise keep my glass full of champagne
Pocket full of money, get a bad bi*ch and tell the rest
Call them up
Made neck full of diamonds
If you ain’t talking money, tell them nig*a, fu*k them all
Nig*a hot, hot, hot, hot
I put blood sweat and tears promise
Either way, I’m nig*a for dinner Jeffrey Diamonds
All them nig*as sound like me I’m being honest
1 on 1 with me it’s like swimming with piranhas
Sh*t, let me tell you about these nig*as
They talk behind your back but laugh in your face
They so… fu*k them all, 365 grind winter summer fall
I made a promise to my friends and family
I’ma take care them all, ball till I fall
Over me, will I make a million for you barely
Cause they ain’t who they used to be
I made a promise keep my glass full of champagne
Pocket full of money, get a bad bi*ch and tell the rest
Call them up
Made neck full of diamonds
If you ain’t talking money, tell them nig*a, fu*k them all
Nig*a hot, hot, hot, hot
Nig*a hot, hot, hot, hot
I made a promise to my partner
I made a promise to that married bi*ch to let me slide
I made a promise to the connect bring that money back
I made a promise keep my mouth closed, never rat
I made a promise to my pockets, never keep them empty
I made a promise hit the top and bring my nig*as with me
I made a promise I’ma bring her home
Cause it ain’t where you from is where you at
I made a promise never slept, made a promise to the streetsjewelry 3d
I made a promise never let you fu*k a nig*as way
Eyes on the prize, wrist cut up, suicide
I made a promise keep my glass full of champagne
Pocket full of money, get a bad bi*ch and tell the rest
Call them up
Made neck full of diamonds
If you ain’t talking money, tell them nig*a, fu*k them all
Nig*a hot, hot, hot, hot
Nig*a hot, hot, hot, hot.
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