Los - I’m On One Lyrics

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Los - I’m On One Lyrics

I’m getting so throwed
I aint work this hard since I was 18
Apologise if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy

So I’m gon get it while I’m here boy
Cause I might not get this opportunity next year boy
Geez guys I jump on the b I go dumb
You knee high and I be on my fee-fi-fo-fum
Was bout to put in work like T.I old guns
But D-I-D-D-Y was on one
These weak ass rappers come at me I choke one
My daddy was a soldier I’m GI Joe’s son
Or Jackson, I keep it so G, I’m Joe’s son
I’m top fivin’, you can come see why Los won
Best rapper alive, it aint up for an option
Nobody’s close to me
I should be up for adoption
I mean one cell of my brain got Playstation capacity
I’m so outta this World the Space Stations harrassing me
My flow’s so a trip that vacations are mad at me
And Einstein couldn’t get straight A’s in a class with me
I out last ‘em, out class and merk you
You scared to go in like you out past your curfew
Ahh shit, don’t talk shit then bullshit
My thoughts get on some Thor shit
It’s war bitch
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That’s how it is so get up off your coward shit and battle me
I’m so charged up that I could probably shit a battery
You aint seen nobody like you skipped anatomy
I’m at your Adams apple, shatter atoms automatically
I’m on one nigga just a strong young nigga
In my zone, yeah you f-cking with the wrong one nigga
Like a provate Christmas party and you aint get the message
So just because your present, don’t mean you got presence
And I’m so f-cking gifted, you see me go light years
So its like you not here
Even though you right there
What I’ma bout to do to the summer done got the winter shook
Took a page from history and stuck it in the Guinness book
As a bookmark cause I’m book smart
All my thoughts took action cause my actions took thought
I hope the crown aint safe, give you a creepy feeling
Cause you look up to me and hate me, I’m like a leaky ceiling
You see me kill em how I pounce on these beats
And then I upstage rappers like balcony seats
See I’m in my whip and I got two sluts
Your girl gots hips that I got to touch
Slide it in her lips when I’m bout to nut
Keep your eye on your chick cause I got two nuts
And she on one!

Los Ft. Carmen - Living The Life Lyrics

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Los Ft. Carmen - Living The Life Lyrics

ah, yeah, hey, yo, catch me in that cool grey,
coop no toupe
cool grey jordans on nigger bumping cool jay
blazes in my wrist watch jury so lupe
swagging never duplicate fresher than a bouquet
i didn’t told them about the … that’s something that a fool say
nigger i wear thousand dollar snickers on a tuesday
cleaner with fly day, driving like a sunday
bring the … to the city dropping like a monday
shout out to my haters, know i had to thank you
only made me mess that everything they said i can’t do
… my pain, the rain that i came to
so i paint the picture and i go hard in a …
ain’t nobody guarding me, they scared of the best
i’m a speaker from the heart like your ear’s to my chest

i’m here in the flesh, nightmare wake me out of my bed
i pray my niggers make it out of the fence so
we living the life, bright lights fancy cars
everything money can buy
we living the life
came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
we ain’t never coming down
oh, oh, baby it’s all so crazy
it feel so good and we still so hood
but everybody know we living the life

i don’t know how i feel no more
i feel like real life ain’t real no more
… chill no more
niggers bring you down, don’t nobody build no more
rap … don’t nobody value skill no more
so you ain’t gotta be nice to get a deal no more
so i’m back to where i be on, 500 tea on
stacking bread macking …
my girl do red bottom, louis vuitton queen
you might do it but we do it like we do it on screen
i’m talking mars splashes, explosion far fashion
in lust with life cause love you fall back in
ah, life’s a bitch but she bitter sweet
eve … the apple so my niggers had to hit the streets
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nightmare wake me out of my bed
i pray my niggers make it out of the fence so
we living the life, bright lights fancy cars
everything money can buy
we living the life
came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
we ain’t never coming down
oh, oh, baby it’s all so crazy
it feel so good and we still so hood
but everybody know we living the life

we living the life, bright lights fancy cars
everything money can buy
we living the life
came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
we ain’t never coming down
oh, oh, baby it’s all so crazy
it feel so good and we still so hood
but everybody know we living the life.

Los - Gucci Gucci Lyrics

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Los - Gucci Gucci Lyrics

[hook - repeated]
one big room full of bad bitches

[los - verse 1]

man it go teyana taylor, fiona apple, rihanna
leona lewis, madonna be on the truest persona
ivanka trump and khloe, zoe saldana, longoria
mendes, pigford, jessica alba, jessica simpson
sarah jessica parker, t-banks thats tyra
selita ebanks, ciara, tiara lestari got the best body
gabrielle union, pam anderson looking very great and sassy
let me see them twins, no mary-kate and ashley
tatiana ali, halle, molly, kylie minogue
heidi klum, scarlett johansson, janet and paula patton
katy perry all day, beyonce, alicia, sade
penelope cruz, mila, marrissa, mulher and trina
salma hayek, shakira, amber and angelina
lauren london, naomi campbell, stacy dash and audrina
serena, giselle, megan fox, anna kournikova
angela bassett, danica patrick when you add on lola
thats just one big room!

[hook]
one big room full of bad bitches
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[los - verse 2]
she said “los, come f-ck me and my bff
boy you put a spell on me”
last night i came between best friends like jealousy
f-ck you tellin’ me, f-ck with my cake i’ll bomb ya
we beef over that cheese you gon think i’m making lasagna
you aint no g neither, i’m from where the d.e will take a quarter of your back
and turn you to a receiver!
maybe if these rappers study me they wouldn’t be lame
i flips this muthaf-cka like a mattress with a pee stain
i got 24 bars that say you not great but only dropped half a 16
you still got ate (8)!

Los - Sure Thing Lyrics

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Los - Sure Thing Lyrics

yea never gotta sweat that,
your boy los says you never gotta sweat that
the crown aint safe whats good i said the crown aint safe yea
they sayin that i’m great, that aint no debate
the crown aint safe, worth the wait,
hey, bout to do it boy, i’m bout to do it boy,
crown aint safe in the hood whats good

i’m climbin to the top why the f-ck would i let go
chillin in my hood wit my number 5 retros
untied, i aint trippin off a thang
my ’67 chevy paint drippin off the frame
lames, prolly spot a nigga through the tint
stick yo head in this window and get this to yo lips
bitch, yea im out that bodymore ,you see me with all the goons
talkin bout you got them keys, watchu mean auto tune?
drop that f-ckin top on that vert man, fastlane,
ballin through the a bumpin first name, last name
scoop these groupie floozy’s, cuz they trendy and they swalla
from super sports to coupes and porches bentley and impalas
get this uzzi to your coofi for your pennies and your power
behind coogi, gucci, loubi, louis, fendi or that prada
not a nigga in my reach dawg preach on
all white lambi but the insides black i call it kreayshawn
and your girl want to get married to her idol
so i shoot it in her face like jason terry in the finals
how they gon stop a nigga when the wick of my bomb lit
the sick of my swag is the quick of my charm hit
ya niggas is average stop spittin that nonsense
your cds sound like when scotty pippin said that lebron shit
every bar you on but wouldnt flip you an omlette
every coment you hard but wouldnt point at a comet
in the sky, if it flew by, you guys, spew lies,
just to get them oos, awes 2 sides
to every story i guess yours the wrong side
long side of true, these niggas see you the wrong guy
song cry, yea i spit it like i live it cuz the g’s listen
and you jus lie like live with the v missin
shout out marty and cory a major part of my story
bout to come home from the feds, so to god be the glory
all of these artists jus bore me so im bumpin frank ocean
got lola shotgun with me we in that thang coastin
i aint boastin but the crown aint safe
i woulda never mentioned swag if these clowns aint hate
i wouldnt talk about the pain if i could smile all day
wish i could take a break and take my nephews out all day
gary and nadu i love you but this world aint raps
so dont be chasin coochie, coochie thinkin girls aint traps
you know, they see ur dreams and they deter you with sex
so keep your branch in your pants, no time for birds in ur nest
be encouraged at best is somethin great in your soul
never merge to the left continue straight on ya road
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and we gon roll cuz even when we broke we ballin
and even when we down we shine
jus keep your faith and you in and god
dont be afraid to spread your wings and fly
even from the home of the white baby, i told them the crown is mine
so we gon do it simple and plain, your boy los is a sure thing

Los - Finally Here Lyrics

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Los - Finally Here Lyrics

money long, but life is short
they say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, i...
but it seems, that this dream, chased me
i'm finally here
got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
i'm finally here
finally here (finally here)

uh, yeah, uh, okay
shout out to my haters, waiters bring some shots of vodka
here's a toast for every foe and all the things that tried to stop us
blockers, knockers, now we parking pilots, hop out popping collars
"damn los, what you been up to homie?" "how bout clockin' dollars."
shopping, copping, buying blinding diamond watches fly as pilots
grinding, climbing, shining, dropping tops reclining, tires polished
mileage low, gliding slow, seats way back, got tints on the ride
so fresh so clean, swag so high, fuck around leave footprints in the sky
i promise that, shorty how i live that, she said "gee, you be too fly."
well i keep gucci's on my feet because the g-you-see-is-i (gucci)
get it? i did it, differently and better
i was climbing from the bottom, had to get my shit together
now these bitches on my dick, 'cuz i'm finna get this cheddar
middle finger to the critics, tell 'em pick a nigga better
but i'm mashin' in that aston until i'm passing the red line
flashbacks of my homies i lost to caskets and fed time
if you ain't help me out, i could give a fuck less
revenge is sweet, i call it suc-cess
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money long, but life is short
they say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, i...
but it seems, that this dream, chased me
i'm finally here
got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
i'm finally here
finally here (finally here)

uh, yo...
man, i'm just here to encourage you
not tryna be spiritual, but i had the sudden urge to
thank god for my miracles
'cuz i made it through my cir-cumstances and had some terrible
situations but innovations helped me find the words to
help you get through your personal adversities, have mercy please
on those who tried to curse you, and nothing could reverse you
my big homie twista told me i got one of the coldest flows
can't wait to see you shit on niggas, i said homie, "hold your nose!"
i can feel it in my stomach, the adrenaline building
so later for these bitch niggas and they feminine feelings
i done been in the building with venomous killers
got strength left to push to the end and i'm willing
to hold my aim and just flame niggas
know your lane in this game niggas
what i plan to do to rap is novocaine, gone need painkillers
my lines is cocaine, my mind is propane
and blow your brains out, my rhymes is colbain
top pushed back, my rodney rogaine
i been on my grind since the line in soul train
just tryna go, across the board
tryna blow, buy some jordans?
rather flipping pies, or flipping rhymes
haters live your life, 'cuz i'm living mine

money long, but life is short
they say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, i...
but it seems, that this dream, chased me
i'm finally here
got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
i'm finally here
finally here (finally here)