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The worst Hip-Hop songs are finally out
#1
645AR – God Chose Me (feat. TYGA)
LYRICS
[Intro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
See the mission's still the same
Niggas gotta stack or starve, sink or swim
Either way we reppin' that Jackson Ave
T-Raw, 645
This that new chosen one
Swamp Izzo[Chorus: 645AR]
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Verse 1: 645AR]
Gettin' so much money they think I sold crack
Hood rich, but still takin' kids packs
Pennies whippin' wrists it ain't no cap
Niggas know [?] on the map
Niggas know we put them racks on your head
All fun and games 'til a nigga get wacked
[?] 'cause I don't know shit
You is not my dog, boy, you is bitch
You say you street, you ain't never do shit
Y'all can't afford a beef with me
Draco just like me, it's gon' squeak
Hop out that [?] make her sweep (Yeah)
See the mission's still the same
Niggas gotta stack or starve, sink or swim
Either way we reppin' that Jackson Ave
T-Raw, 645
This that new chosen one
Swamp Izzo[Chorus: 645AR]
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Verse 1: 645AR]
Gettin' so much money they think I sold crack
Hood rich, but still takin' kids packs
Pennies whippin' wrists it ain't no cap
Niggas know [?] on the map
Niggas know we put them racks on your head
All fun and games 'til a nigga get wacked
[?] 'cause I don't know shit
You is not my dog, boy, you is bitch
You say you street, you ain't never do shit
Y'all can't afford a beef with me
Draco just like me, it's gon' squeak
Hop out that [?] make her sweep (Yeah)
[Chorus: 645AR]
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Bridge: Tyga]
Yeah, it ain't my fault God chose me
I bought me a house on the green
I gave my momma the key
I went loco overseas (Yeah)
I put them tings on they feet (Yeah)
I spent five-hundred on lease (Yeah)
I spent one mil on my ring (Yeah, woo, woo)[Verse 2: Tyga]
Water with the wrists, scottie with assists
Thotties on my hip (Yeah)
Ghetto bitch with the big lips
She just wanna kiss on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rock band, make the drummer kick (Yeah)
I'm the colored man with the fine tint
She ain't leavin' with me, that's nonsense
No, we don't give a fuck
Waste my time, you out of luck
Catch the money, they fall in love
I need more, it's not enough
Ain't nobody I could trust (Yeah)
Blow my mind, don't blow me up (Brrrt)
Don't fold, I do
X games mode for this life I chose, ayy (Autotune this shit)
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Bridge: Tyga]
Yeah, it ain't my fault God chose me
I bought me a house on the green
I gave my momma the key
I went loco overseas (Yeah)
I put them tings on they feet (Yeah)
I spent five-hundred on lease (Yeah)
I spent one mil on my ring (Yeah, woo, woo)[Verse 2: Tyga]
Water with the wrists, scottie with assists
Thotties on my hip (Yeah)
Ghetto bitch with the big lips
She just wanna kiss on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rock band, make the drummer kick (Yeah)
I'm the colored man with the fine tint
She ain't leavin' with me, that's nonsense
No, we don't give a fuck
Waste my time, you out of luck
Catch the money, they fall in love
I need more, it's not enough
Ain't nobody I could trust (Yeah)
Blow my mind, don't blow me up (Brrrt)
Don't fold, I do
X games mode for this life I chose, ayy (Autotune this shit)
[Chorus: 645AR]
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
By now you shouldn't be confused
You should understand that this gon' sound different
You dig?
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
It ain't my fault that God chose me
Got my auntie out the piece
Jackson Ave forever in me
[?] done got this jewelry on me
Came a long way from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha-nay-nay
Paid twenty on my VV's[Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
By now you shouldn't be confused
You should understand that this gon' sound different
You dig?
#2
Lil Pump & Soulja Boy – Mona Lisa
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LYRICS
[Intro: Lil Pump & Soulja Boy]
Ayy, mane, shout out to all them bitches, mane
Shout out to Mona Lisa, you feel me? (You know what the fuck goin' on, man)
Gang, gang, gang (Gang, Drako)
Ayy (Lil Pump), ayy
[Chorus: Lil Pump & Soulja Boy]
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa, gang)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
I heard she got the Nina (She got the Nina)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
I said shout-out to my pastor (To the pastor)
He said I'm a disaster (I'm a disaster)
He said “Boy (Boy), you is stupid (You is stupid)
You need some education (What?), you is stupid (You is stupid, skrrt)
Boy, you needa stop doin' dumb shit (Dumb shit)
I see you on the block hittin' licks (Hittin' licks)
I see you in my room with the stick (With the broom)
I see your mama in the bed with this dick (With this dick, ayy)”
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[Chorus: Lil Pump, Soulja Boy & Both]
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa, woo, gang)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
I heard she got the Nina (She got the Nina, brrt, Drako)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Soulja, Mona Lisa, gang, gang)
[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Mona Lisa, I talk rock (Yeah), I put my wrist in the freezer (Yeah, yeah)
Walk in the mansion, I see Mona Lisa
East-side, Drako trap out the new two-seater (Swish)
Young niggas not around with that heater (Heatеr)
Gang, Drako, pull up, know I got my Glock cocked (Wait)
Young Drako, nigga, beatin' up the block (Block)
Straight drop walk, can't stop, won't stop (Stop)
Mona Lisa, takе a pint and I dump (Yeah, yeah)
Lil Pump got the pump (Brrt), Drako pop the trunk (Yeah)
Droptop two-seater, nigga, make the wrong move and get bust (Yeah)
[Chorus: Lil Pump, Soulja Boy & Both]
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa, gang)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa, Soulja)
I heard (Brr, brr) she got the Nina (She got the Nina, brrt)
I heard she got the Nina (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa, woo, yeah)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Brr)
I heard she got the Nina (She got the Nina, Nina)
Shout-out to Mona Lisa (Yeah, yeah)
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#3
Ame Bibabi – Chin up High
LYRICS
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
You think I'm ugly? I don't care
You think I'm dumb? I don't care
You think I'm scum? I don't care
Bitch, I make my money
You think I'm dumb? I don't care
You think I'm scum? I don't care
Bitch, I make my money
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
People always hate me
But the more they hate, the more I work
Everybody say they're lit, but all they do is showing shit
In my street, like they're slaves, bitches always kiss my feet
Stay out of my way, you bitch, I can't deal with your fake-ass meat
They thought that I had stopped, it was over, I had dropped
Bitch, I had my plans out here, I'm only just at my start
You will have to kill me to make me fucking stop
I was already dead again, you can't hurt me, only God
But the more they hate, the more I work
Everybody say they're lit, but all they do is showing shit
In my street, like they're slaves, bitches always kiss my feet
Stay out of my way, you bitch, I can't deal with your fake-ass meat
They thought that I had stopped, it was over, I had dropped
Bitch, I had my plans out here, I'm only just at my start
You will have to kill me to make me fucking stop
I was already dead again, you can't hurt me, only God
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
I ain't scared of death, but I fear them is dead as breath
All the drugs in your face, I am blessed with the smartest brain
I remember your laugh when I was at my worst
Let me tell you, piece of scum, I'm supported from above
Your man in my DM's, while you talking shit behind my back
All the shit you said made you look like a little bitch like that
Your opinion, bitch, fuck that, what do I think of you?
How I laugh in your face? Bitch, if you only knew
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha-ha
All the drugs in your face, I am blessed with the smartest brain
I remember your laugh when I was at my worst
Let me tell you, piece of scum, I'm supported from above
Your man in my DM's, while you talking shit behind my back
All the shit you said made you look like a little bitch like that
Your opinion, bitch, fuck that, what do I think of you?
How I laugh in your face? Bitch, if you only knew
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha-ha
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shake that moneymaker
In my face, it's a favour
Ooh, I love your misbehaviour
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shake that moneymaker
In my face, it's a favour
Ooh, I love your misbehaviour
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shake that moneymaker
In my face, it's a favour
Ooh, I love your misbehaviour
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shake that moneymaker
In my face, it's a favour
Ooh, I love your misbehaviour
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-party 'til I die
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
With my chin up high
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em by
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twerk
Like it's my last day on this earth
Let that dollar make her work, work
#4
Joseline Hernandez– Vegas
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