The Game – Gold Daytonas Lyrics

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[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
You know we got it
Yeah, gold Daytonas
The motherfuckin’ wheels
Yeah, ride with it on us

[Verse 1: The Game]
You ever seen a nigga get shot by the Staples Center?
Next day you watchin’ Bron Bron with them staples in ’em (Lake Show)
Yeah, came for the ruckus
Head to toe, dipped in Supreme, I’m like a Cutlass
Fuck it, let loose on niggas
Spill my Goose on niggas, two tears in a bucket (Want all the smoke)
Three-wheel motion in the Bentley truck
See 12 and hold the Remy up (Fuck 12)
Need at least a hundred thousand ’fore we go in clubs (‘Fore we what?)
‘Fore we pour them shots (‘Fore we what?)
‘Fore we throw them dubs
West Side to New York, niggas show me love (Niggas know)
Front row at the Grammys and they know we thugs

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Yeah, ride with it on us
Uh, what you know about it?
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
Ride
Yeah

[Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY]
Check my pocket, got a lot of hundreds
And all my ladies got flat stomachs, uh
At Saint Laurent when the shipment come in
Shrimp fettuccini then hop back in the Benz (Uh)
Got AMG on the seat covers, they love us
Leimert Park to the Rucker, I’m with Chuck
Get pressed for your Chucks
Matte black on the truck
Cuban link on tuck
Ace of Spades in my cup, uh
You wanna give me what I need, baby?
My seat on recline while she suck on mine, uh
Game told me, “Go ‘head, switch the style up
And if they hate, then let ’em hate
Then they gon’ end up down one”

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
Uh, you know we got it, nigga (Yeah), ayy
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, ayy
Ride with it on us
Ride, ride, ride, ride, aight, haha

[Outro: The Game & DOM KENNEDY]
Ayy, dawg, West Side on these niggas
Fuck bitches
Ayy
Fuck bitches
Yeah

Gucci Ashtray – Wiz Khalifa feat. Chevy Woods lyrics

Lyrics Wiz Khalifa – Gucci Ashtray

Riding and smoking
Lotta Kush joints in my ashtray
Missed calls, I’m ignoring it
Now anything we want, we can afford it.(gucci ashtray)

Damn
I ain’t even trynna’
Be the kinda
Nigga that’ll leave behind a
Bad name
Never smoking on a bad strain
That was back in the day though
Now my nigga’s getting paid
Ain’t no b*tches in the way
All my dollars getting counted and they in the bank
And my son is living straight
I ain’t gotta entertain
I just gotta demonstrate
How to get this cake
While I’m rolling up another one
Watching for them undercovers
Lost a lil’ piece of my heart when I lost my older brother
Gotta take care of my mother
Gotta show these niggas that my father’s son ain’t the one to f*ck with
Taking chances and loving it
All the niggas that I started with, that’s the ones I’m running with
It’s Taylor Gang, nigga, f*ck a b*tch
S**t is real.

Riding and smoking
Lotta Kush joints in my ashtray
Missed calls, I’m ignoring it
Now anything we want, we can afford it.

KD over Bron Bron
Mitchell and Ness with the long john
You’re b*tch be cheering she loves pom pom’s
When it get cold we switch locations girl Im long gone
I told her “Meet me at the venue”
She want the best but she can’t read the menu, damn
She said she love Pharrell versuri-lyrics.info
But couldn’t name one song Im like what the hell
Last night we recorded it
She send a text the next day like I want more of it
I had to tell her, slow down, love
Gotta know what you doing when you go down love
Fo sho versuri-lyrics.info
350 for the Wagu Plate
200 on the dash, she don’t want that race
Freeway joint smoking, girl, I’m on my way
Old-school, on that Marvin Gaye
You know I’m.

Riding and smoking
Lotta Kush joints in my ashtray
Missed calls, I’m ignoring it
Now anything we want, we can afford ittt.
Wiz Khalifa lyrics
Video ashtray

Migos – Seize The Block (from “The Fate of the Furious”)

[Intro: Takeoff]
You know we seize the block
We need the block

[Chorus: Takeoff]
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (block)
I ran from 12 (12), I dropped the Glock (Glock)
The streets is hot, I need the pot (pot)
They need the knot (knot), so niggas try (grrraw)
I copped the drop (copped), just left the lot (skrrt)
I grabbed my Glock (Glock), let off a shot (babagraow)
Codeine on rocks (lean), I need to stop (lean, Act’)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (Takeoff)
Seize the block, I feed the block, you know I need the block (need)
Take heed of block and read the block, I never leave the block (leave)
I leave the block, no Nicki but I bees the block (aye)
Take heed of block and read the block, I never leave the block (aye)
Terminatin’ like I’m Terminator (Terminator)
So many mansions, I’m a real estate (real estate)
Jumping off that like a [?]
Pick up that shit like it’s tissue paper
When I get a pint, I gotta [?] (pint)
Fuckin this bitch, I gotta tape her (Bitch!)
No pancake, a lot of maple (lean)
Armored car, disabled

[Chorus: Takeoff]
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Your block hot, dragon
She a thot thot, she nasty (huh)
In a pot pot, whippin’ Ashley (whippin it)
50 k for a walk and I’m having it (aye)
I got a jay in the trap and he baggin’ it (jay)
There go the blocks, bag it in (in)
Not scared of the cops, we cappin ’em (twelve)
They think that we rappin’, we wrapping them
I receive the box, with 50 more keys of pot
Young nigga holdin’ his stick cause he see the plot
Young nigga he see the plot (I see da)
Muhammed Ali cause I weave the block
I beat the block (I weave the block)
Beat up, just peek the box, I’m fuckin that secret thot (boom, boom, smash)

[Chorus: Takeoff]
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Block’s our jazz so stay out them streets, yeah
Iced out Rollie and Patek Phillipe, yeah (ice)
When you sleep, yeah, I’mma gon’ creep, yeah (creep)
Pull up on your niggas, make you block bleed, yeah (skrrt)
See the block, See the block, ring, Bron Bron (brrr)
Cocaine white like the glaze on Honey Buns (coca)
Bitch don’t wanna fuck, talkin bout let’s have fun (bitch)
My niggas on the block, my niggas on the block like they caught a lil biddy [?]
Neighbors outside talkin’ ’bout they smell dope
Feelin like Draymond, do I sell, no (no)
Right hand the draco, left hand the four (grrt)
Niggas still mad from last year, I sold ’em soap (uh)

[Chorus: Takeoff]
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
The block is hot, I keep the Glock (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)
I seize the block (seize), I need the block (aye)