Versuri Nosfe – Brate si piept

Stiu o gramada de baieti din cartier,
Care au bratu’, capu’, si inima de fier,
Care ar-fi vrut sa plece pana mai ieri,
Da-n fiecare zi stau si trag la brate si piept,
Jaf Mahal, cand ii prinzi p-astia in asa hal,
Dau pe dropu’ asta si umplem o hala,
Mai umple-mi o halba, pune-i pe f**d shot-u’,
Tequilla, tequilla, vezi ca fac bratu’ cat capu’,
Sari-ti-ar lamaia, e perfect,
Fac brate si piept.

Brate si piept. (x4)

Un Cuba, doua Cuba, sapte Cuba, bate cuba,
Vreau sa fac cu barmanita asta, alcoolsutra,
Check it, check it, check it, cum imi varsa fata suta,
Si cum ma priveste-n ochi, de sus, am pus-o in tavan,
Sultan, sutana-i peste capu’ ei, ca americanca,
Puttana, puttana, se misca bine, italianca,
Din an in Pasti ma vezi la sala, mai degraba in casa,
Am o halba cat capu’, beau din ea whiskey, e groasa,
Dozaju-i perfect,
Cand beau,
Fac brate si pieeept!

Brate si piepttt. (x8)
Versuri Nosfe
Video piept

Lyrics Lil Pump – Boss

Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeahhh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh
Walk in the trap like a boss
Walk in the trap like a boss, oooh
Walk in the trap like a boss
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, oohhh.

Walk in the trap, Ric Flair, ooh
f*ck a nigga b*tch don’t care, damn
Throwin’ up racks in the air, damn
Told that b*tch Lil Pump yeah, ooh
Damn, I just broke my wrist
100 on my wrist, can’t tell me s**t
Pop 4 xans then I f*cked a nigga’s b*tch
Never wearin’ slippers, I always flippin’ bricks
Aye, yeah I came up with the sauce damn
Damn, yeah I sold crack in the halls, damn
Lil Pump, bands on top
Gave my mom 2 Glocks
Versuri-lyrics.info
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin’ at my neck and its Fiji, ooh
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin’ at my neck and its Fiji, ooh.

Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeahhh.
Lil Pump lyrics
Video Lil Pump

Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused versuri-lyrics.info
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
Young Dolph lyrics
Video shots

[Verse 1]
Hold back, the grudge, won’t let you be the judge
There’s no room for it
Just throw some love on it
You watch me, my walk, my I don’t give a
If I get enough of it
I’ll throw some love on it

Uh uh uhhhh, uh uh uhhhh
Don’t hold back, go throw some love on it

[Pre-Chorus]
On it, on it, on it
Throw it, throw it, throw it
Get it, get it, get it
I do it like I, I-I got it

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Verse 2]
My make up, my cut, my innocent
They tough enough they throw me off
I throw it back at them
Slap back, like ah, like really, really off
Put a lid on it
I’ll throw some love on it

Uh uh uhhhh, uh uh uhhhh
Don’t hold back, go throw some love on it

[Pre-Chorus]
On it, on it, on it
Throw it, throw it, throw it
Get it, get it, get it
I do it like I, I-I got it

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Post-Chorus]
Her call, her princess call, her president, president
Don’t call her princess, call her president, president

[Bridge: Spoken]
Everyone used to tell me to get my shit together
But did I get my shit together?
Ehm, (laugh)

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way (way, ay ay)
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Outro]
Way, ay ay
Way, ay ay
Way, ay ay

All that I want, is to wake up fine
Tell me that I’m alright, that I ain’t gonna die
And all that I want, is a hole in the ground
You can tell me when it’s alright for me to come out

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

Walking around
With my little rain cloud
Hanging over my head
And I ain’t coming down
Where do I go, where there’s some sort of sun
You hit me with lightning
Maybe I come alive

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground
Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground

When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

[Verse 1]
See
We been on that La La La since ’08
Combine strains and taste
Lebron james of vaping
Volcano blazing bongs with no breaks
Edibles on place til I’m beyond baked
And I be on and it g-g-got me gone
Got that wax that you can’t feel your body on
Yeah
That shit that you moving slow is a zombie on
High as a cosmonaut never gon catch me not smoking
The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip
Fuck a 20 bag I’ll take the whole zip
Even if the federal government oppose it
I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public
Weed maps on my back like a Snorlax
Highest alien bouncing off of the ceiling
I need it up in my system the minute that I record that
Loud pack in a wall rat
Yeah

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 2]
Still rollin to the diner with my half off coupon
Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on
Still up on that Jimmy Neutron
Got the boost on in my spaceship
Lean back in a futon
Whoa
Even when I’m seeing the cops
I chief pot whether they gon make it legal or not
Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational
Take a pull
Now the euphoria is undebatable
My terpene so aromatic
Yeah
You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement
To they say
“Chris, light an incense, or use some of that spray shit, fuck I can’t take this! For Christ sake you’re 28, give me a break!”
(Alright mom)
Then I go bake to getting baked
Higher than Towelie up on a balcony
And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 3]
When that wax pen is in action
And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men
With those hash blends
I’m like Captain Kirk
When I get the purp I am blasting off
Til I’m lost in the stars
Never come down
Light my blunts with the sun now
Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound
I’m chemically imbalanced roll a doobie and I puff now
So I’m saying “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Say “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Yeah “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
No, for real, who got my fuckin lighter
I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me
And the chronic goes so strong
Hoodie smelling like it’s Snoop Doggs Laundry
Twist like Chubby Checker
There’s nothing better on Gods green
Roll the palm trees
And I’m gone
Peace

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Intro}
Yeah Aye
Ayyyeee yeah yeah
Hey!

{We got London On Da Track}

Thugger!

[Pre hook]
Lil one
I want to know how you feelin’ lil one
Tell thugger how you feelin’ lil one
Aye i need to know just how you feel, feel, feel
How you feel lil one, how you feel lil one
How you feelin lil one, how you feelin’ lil one
I wanna know how you feel lil one
Tell me just how you feel lil one
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
(I just want you to tell me)
(I just want you to tell me)
Im listenin’
(I just want you to tell me yeah)
Go ‘head
(i just want you to tell me)
(i just want you to tell me)
Yea yeah!
Go head and tell me how you feel
Hey im [?] just like a field
(go head)
I got more syrup than uncle Phil
Im on more syrup than uncle Phil
Heyyyyy

[Hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie woah

[Verse 1]
We got that strong we ain’t trynna roll
I just wanna enjoy every second
She get out control
I be like oo, oo, oo, oo woah
Im not talkin'[?]
But she got vintage on her toes

[Bridge]
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Yeahh yeahh
How you feel lil one
I wanna know just how you feel lil one
Please tell thugga just how you feel lil one
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel lil one
How you feelin’
How you feelin’
Just how you feel
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Ysl when we feel it
Please
Babygirl i feel it
Please tell me im feelin it
Please tell me im feelin it for real

[Verse 2]
She not a crip but her[?] blue
She got the blood [?]
[?] yo body[?]
Nigga screamin free [?]
[?]
Got the top back like thats what i told ya
Im ridin with the yappa like i come from magnolia
I just wanna bang bang like chief soulja
Its the same [?]

[Verse 3 (birdman)]
Stunna Man!
Tell me how you feel nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga for real
Show you how we dealin’ nigga
Show you how this feelin nigga
Show you how we killing niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its bang bang and chop chop
Its blood gang we kill niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its cash money, its rich gang, its ysl
We kill niggas for real
I thought i told ya
Born stunnas we on high rollers
Bang bang for ya [?]

[hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie

[Intro]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh

[Verse 1]
This is not religion, but common sense
It’s time for you to get down, get down
Get off the fence
No son shall die, no mother shall cry
All in favor, say “aye” (Aye)
Because time’s so hard to deal with
Deliverance is at hand, at hand, at hand

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh (deliverance, hey, hey) oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh
(Understand)

[Verse 2]
Who are they (They)
That would turn a deaf ear to the peaceable ones who bring good news? (Good news?)
With time there will be no wars (Wars)
And the way in which to achieve it
Who got the blues? (Blues)
You can ease the pain of a few (pain) until God intervenes
Ain’t nothin’, nothin’ man can do (can do)
‘Cept ’cause each other injury
Somebody say (somebody say)
Katrina levies, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh (Ayy, [?])
Oooh, oooh
(You got to understand)
Ahhh, ahhh
That you’ll never [?]
Ahhh, ahhh
[?]
Yeah, you…
Woo! Come on

[Outro]
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Oh, oh Lord