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  • Artist : Trae Tha Truth
  • Song : I'm On 2.0
  • Album : N/A



Trae Tha Truth uses his connections to recruit some of the biggest names in the hip hop industry to supply us with an epic remix to Mark Morrison’s, "I’m On" and named it "I’m On 2.0". The list of guests are Big K.R.I.T., Jadakiss, J.Cole, Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B, Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Bun B and Mark Morrison. The original version of Trae Tha Truth's track "I'm On" features Wale, Wiz Khalifa, Lupe Fiasco, Big Boi and MDMA.

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Trae Tha Truth I'm On 2.0 Lyrics :-

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[Mark Morrison - Chorus:]
Return of the mack (x3)
You know that I’ll be back
Return of the mack (x3)
You know that I’ll be back

[Big K.R.I.T]
Today is the day I get out on my feet
Remove them chains, they shackled on me
Press my luck, stop f-cking with them hoe in the club
Cause the same motherf-ckers are the ones that got me stuck
Tryna use me up ’til my tank on E
Then leave me stranded, scrambling in these streets
For a dollar a day until my pockets is straight
Soon as you move out the hood them n-ggas holla ya fake
Make ‘em swallow the base from the sugar
I’d rather be a dead man than a n-gga
I’d rather roam chrome rims than swisha
I gotta make moves, I can’t hang with ya
They used to be the fly sh-t back in ’95
But now I want a crib and a car I can drive
And ain’t nobody out there help me cause I’m grown
Gotta leave them childish games alone
N-gga I’m on

[Trae Tha Truth:]
I’m in the hood still praying for a piece of fate
I know he on his way I’m hoping he don’t make it late
I’m up the bat, I just hope I make it to the plate
I’m Babe Truth you can tell ‘em I’m one of the greats
Used to shoot for the stars now my aim lie
I’m the truth n-gga something that you ?
A thousand watts aint a thing that I can’t shine
It aint a wrist or a chain that I can rock
Tell ‘em I’m on something like city lights
I used to be out they sights, tinted like city nights
Now a n-gga be city to city on plenty flights
You can tell ‘em I put on for my city in plenty fights
Tell ‘em I aint gon lose they heated like I’m a ?
I’m bout to throw ‘em in this drop with no ceilings
So I can fail ‘em?
Pull up on the bike same colour as the Phantom
And jump out on haters just to tell ‘em I couldn’t stand ‘em

[Jadakiss:]
I’m on top of my game yo, the OG
Grand daddy kush, cocaine flow
I’m about that Cash not that Tango
Head shots, dump a whole clip in ya Kangol
Claim to be a real n-gga we know you aint though
I be in the hood, all the places you can’t go
Visuals, you can see the pictures I paint yo
Residuals, I just put it all in the bank yo, it’s pitiful
Hoes only after your bankroll
Stay off the phone, watch out for the plain clothes
Yeah I rep my set, I aint in the gang though
I protect my neck I carry the thing yo
I’m on the same sh-t that the boss is on
Do it for those in the feds, up north or gone
I’m on a winning streak. I done got my losses on
It’s ironic cause even when I’m off I’m on
Yeha I’m on

[Mark Morrison:]
I’m on
I’m on
I’m on

[J. Cole:]
I’m ’bout to cop the Porsche
Eternally grateful for the support
Made the cover of The Source
Flashback to the ports the city of no remorse
Where they shooting back and forth like they playing horse
May the force be with you, bullet hit you
You bleed and I bleed with you
Mama please when you greave damn I greave with you
This a preview I see you in the summer
My new sh-t dumber, I’m on

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Life at the bottom is devastating
You’re hardly ever debated
The party is obligated
By suckers that wanna be you
And never live with in matrix
And never ever related to struggle and dedication
Your hustle is nominated
Anonymous then you faded
The promises that a victory lap you surely awaited
They vomited everytime that a rapper’s annihilated
Just wish them happy belated
F-ck you I made it, I’m on

[B.o.B:]
Tokyo, Amsterdam, Denver to LA
Minutes turn to hours and hours to pay
The days turn to nights but the nights never change
It’s funny how “time is money” used to be a turn of phrase
But now it’s company policy
I’m no spokesperson, no tricks, no gimmicks, no coercing?
And they say Bob man it’s good to have you back
But I say, I’ve been here, where the f-ck have yall been at?

[Tyga:]
Thinking how Pac lived at 22 thats ’93
I was four now I’m 22 on tour
One two shots of my life, barely hold on
But I’m drawn to this feeling of adrenaline
With mic’s on, lights on, And they gon’ applaud
Young n-gga, Versace, young n-gga they never seen before
And they gon watch me, wanna copy sh-t that I got on
I’m too fly, I aint got a flaw
Tell the law we above the law
God bless Amen, every lost soul
And the group so good went solo
Globe trotting, now I’m blowing up like an afro
n-gga thought you knew what I do
Rolling through ya area, double RR coupe
Penthouse level, now we only party on the roof
b-tch I’m a rebel so I move how I wanna move
Last King YMCMB

[Gudda Gudda:]
Used to run around the hood picking honeys up
Now I’m doing shows around the world picking money up
Used to be slept on like a pillow
Went from trapping in a rental to rapping on instrumentals
Now its musicjuzz.blogspot.com money in my mental
And women get sentimental huh
It’s cause the flow is sweet as a pack of skittles nah
Yellow, gold, yellow diamonds in the middle nah
Stand up n-gga, I was never known to sit down

[Bun B:]
When the world spins around and around on its axis
? flip from town to town with the package
Stuffing bills and pounds and browns in a mattress
Sending clowns underground for practice
The fact is everybody wanna be the king with the crown
But never in the battle when the drama goes down
Easy to be the boss from behind the wall
But be gon see who really goes down when it’s time to brawl
Cause you gotta be careful of the image you portraying
You gotta show love to where you from all day
And when the going gets rough
Dont get to going from the ?
Put it down for your people
Know the land know what I’m saying

[Mark Morrison:]
I’m on
I’m On

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First version of Trae Tha Truth - I'm On ft. MDMA, Lupe Fiasco, Big Boi, Wale and Wiz Khalifa


Lil Wayne ft. Gudda Gudda - It's Young Money :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones

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  • Artist : Lil Wayne
  • Song : It's Young Money
  • Album : N/A



Introducing this track titled "It's Young Money" by American rapper, Lil Wayne featuring Gudda Gudda. Not much is known about this one but apparently it was produced by the Honorable C.N.O.T.E.. Lil Wayne's upcoming ninth studio album 'Tha Carter IV' was originally intended to be released on May 16, 2011; however, it has been pushed back to June 21, 2011.

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Lil Wayne It's Young Money Lyrics :-

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[Gudda Gudda:]
I gets it in all day
In the studio all work, no play
I could pay a visit to your block broad day
f-ck what ya'll say I spit raw hard yay
Millz twisting up the sticky not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac truck
Sluts with us, fake tits and they asses fat
Gudda ain't ya average cat, I'm something like a savage gat
Came up in the jungle and adjusted to this habitat
I'm sick of n-ggas garbage raps
I ain't bout to battle rap
Grab the gat, hit em in his chest make a cabbage patch
I'm after that chedder cheese n-gga
Where the musicjuzz.blogspot.com cabbage at?
Gudda Gudda motherf-cker there'll be nothin' after that
I'm bout to go HAM on this motherf-cking track
In fact I'm better than a lot of n-ggas better get yo raps intact
See me on that big screen and think sh-ts sweet
Diarrhea music when I let this hot sh-t leak
Uhh, take heed and listen when a real n-gga speak
Or slide down a razor blade up sh-ts creek, n-gga

[Gudda Gudda:]
Uhh, I'm screaming MOB
Money Over Bullsh-t
Don't Bullsh-t me

[Lil Wayne:]
Hello World it's Little full clip me
Got that wake yo ass up can't let the bullsh-t sleep
It's Young Money

(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We take money
It's Young Money
(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We make money
Biatch

[Lil Wayne:]
I'm talking big money b-tch
Hammer stay cocked like Alfred the Hitch
Take money like a pimp make money like a mint?
Gettin money is the only time life make sense
People like me, but people like spiders
And spiders eat flies and you know what flies eat
And kids are the only ones that really blush
I'm real as f-ck
I pull that thing and hit em up
That bullet travel hit a gut
Then hit ya fitted up
Hit ya whole city up
Hit ya while ya laying down
Shots leave ya sittin up
Run in the bathroom on ya girl and get a titty f-ck
Right after I buss a nut I buss the gun get rid of her
Ya bunch of p-ssy's having a pity party
My guns look like they in kindergarten
I'm the dirtiest seed in any garden
Got more stripes on my sleeve than any sergeant
The paralysed feel me, the blind see me
And the deaf can hear me
And the smart fear me
Wh-which side you on?
Hi-highway to heaven, I would drive you home
Uhh

[Gudda Gudda:]
Uhh, I'm screaming MOB
Money Over Bullsh-t
Don't Bullsh-t me

[Lil Wayne:]
Hello World it's Little full clip me
Got that wake yo ass up can't let the bullsh-t sleep
It's Young Money
(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We take money
It's Young Money
(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We make money
Biatch

[Lil Wayne:]
Eagle street where them twenty's go for 25
B-tch I'm a boss I got ya hoe in my assembly line
Here's Weezy F and the F is for Finish line
I saved us from hip hop genocide
Medication in my cup because my flow sick
Got a syringe in my draws, call it dope dick
And my girls say you n-ggas can't f-ck with me
Check my footsteps look like there was couple me's
We ain't promised tomorrow but I feel immortal
Bullets beat yo ass up like Miguel Cotto
I'm the real Zorro, Rest in peace Torro
And when I die, bury me in all Polo
Kanyeezy's on my feet with two pony tails
B-tch I'm hotter than going to hell
Oh well and the money is my only mail
And I'm the God sippin' syrup out the Holy Grail
Oh well
And you ain't on sh-t, n-gga you ain't on sh-t
It's Young Mula baby lose ya mind on every song b-tch
I'm in that cherry tone six
I'm with a cherry tone b-tch
And she got very strong lips
She got baritone lips so I tell her carry on b-tch
And when you in my home b-tch
You are coming out of your house of Dereon sh-t
Twitter Wayne at the top of every song list
I'm spittin like a long kiss
Live from the throne b-tch

[Chorus]

[Gudda Gudda:]
Uhh, I'm screaming MOB
Money Over Bullsh-t
Don't Bullsh-t me

[Lil Wayne:]
Hello World it's Little full clip me
Got that wake yo ass up can't let the bullsh-t sleep
It's Young Money
(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We take money
It's Young Money
(It's Young Money)

It's Young Money
We make money
Biatch

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Lil Wayne - YM Salute :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones

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  • Artist : Lil Wayne
  • Song : YM Salute
  • Album : I'm Not A Human Being



Hot stuff! "YM Salute" is a hot new song by American rapper Lil Wayne surfaced recently. It is taken from his upcoming eighth studio album 'I Am Not a Human Being' set to be released digitally on September 27, 2010, coinciding with Wayne's birthday. It is a prelude to Lil Wayne's upcoming ninth studio album, Tha Carter IV. It features Lil Twist, Lil Chuckee, Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz and Nicki Minaj.

Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present Lil Wayne - YM Salute. YM Salute lyric performed by Lil Wayne also available below.

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Lil Wayne YM Salute Lyrics :-




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[Nicki Minaj - Chorus]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute

[Lil Twist]
Yeah, uh
So sick with the flow
Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo no T.O.
No wetting cowboys to a piston
A.I no wallace your kids getting demolished
I’m booking on your suckers like I’m just leaving college
But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
It’s YME nothing gets inbetween us

[Lil Chuckee]
Tell Wayne I’m going in like somebody bout to bury me
In this rap game nobody could ever bury me
Thats why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I told my team I got us man it’s all on me
Like volume 2 BG I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
Everytime I’m on the track it’s ransom
Can’t find us anymore it’s random
When Young Money come through you better salute us

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute

[Jae Millz]
Hey I solomly swear if it ever go down
You aint never gotta call me cause I’mma be there
Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shelltoes
Strapped like velcrow and this we running hell no
And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
You ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
Cross YM and the hem will make a movie
We all that we can be, respect the army and salute we

[Gudda Gudda]
Yeah, Young Money army we marching
We coming forward no warning
We got these boys running like Forest
So salute me like a general
First musicjuzz.blogspot.com place never last
Always on top and I’m a cheif like a seminol
Got the game in a strangle hold no letting up
You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up
Knock knock let us up, young money applaud me
And we’ll take the game out your hands like a joystick

[Nicki Minaj]
I’mma need my badges and my ribbons
Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn’t given
Everything that I’ve given, I swear I’ll never give in
Just look at what I’ve been in and this is just the beginning
I d-d-d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls
Blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe
But we shoot shoot shoot em up, camoflauge me,
Cuz Young Money is the Navy better yet the Army

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute

[Lil Wayne]
Commander in chief
One hand on the World, one hand on the brief
I stand on the World, bitch I stand on the peak
Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now thats G
Don’t ask me about shit but money
Fuckin’ right my money long I got that 10ft money
I get it fast when I get to the money
When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running
I meant feet, I’m in deep like wet pussy
I’m a purple heart proven war vet rookie
You can’t even sit next to me
Now bring money or death to me or don’t step to me
Now don’t step nigga, march with me
To the steps of the card building
Like ain’t we God’s children
I know at all times God’s feel me
So I play my part until the war kill me
[during Chorus]
Salute or shoots, Nick
Get this salute out my face!
I am
The 16 years better
I been in this motherfuckin [?]
All my motherfuckin life
But I still have that
My life

[Nicki Minaj - Chorus]
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
They do it for the troops
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
It’s young money salute
The salute
The salute

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Gudda Gudda ft. Lil Wayne - Small Thing To A Giant :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones

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  • Artist : Gudda Gudda
  • Song : Small Thing To A Giant
  • Album : Back 2 Guddaville mixtape





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Gudda Gudda Small Thing To A Giant Lyrics :-



[Gudda Gudda]
Im bout that drama,You f-cking with tha cannon n-gga
Got a gangsta grill yellow diamonds when I rambo n-gga
So dont cross we got ammo like Rambo n-gga
Lifes a gamble you craped out you bad gambling n-gga
N-gga moving fast gotta pump the brakes on em
They better pump em fast before I beat the brakes off em
My goons real hungry looking for a big break
And you’s a real phony looking like a big steak
So get your sh-t straight, Before I grab this big ape
Hit you in your left eye now you cant see sh-t straight
Ray Charles n-gga blind to the fact
While you was in your class, I was grinding and getting scratched
The knife grind you and you scratched
Now you crying like a musicjuzz.blogspot.com bitch, You a bird got wings
Imma fly you with the pack,Uh
These little n-ggas got the nerves
These n-ggas under me
I put you under my wing, n-gga you’s a son to me

[Chorus - Gudda]
Small thing to a giant
Small thing to a giant
Small thing to a giant
Small thing to a giant

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, Guess What?, Streets off paper
And me, Im praying for probation
Like my ancestors prayed for segregation
Imma predator when I pray, I dont mean meditation
I mean vegetation, F-ck the Feds and f-ck the Federation
And every agent, Man I want an Asian, Sex her like a geisha
Get up in her stomach like Ignacio, Let me stop
Naa let me keep going,C4ing,We blowing
Up you better be detouring if we touring then she snoring cause he boring
Shorty need a refund bring it back
And when it comes to me she pre-ordering and reordering and reordering
And I be ballin and Im free falling and I sleep out of that p-ssy
And when she calling I don’t answer
But she keep calling and keep calling
And we ballin like we ballin
As a matter of fact like street ballin
We evolving, They dissolving
Cincinatti Reds hat, Red black
Cops find your body but they dont know where your head at
Uh, Im goin in like wet p-ssy, No money, That sound like debt to me
Bitch I dont give a motherf-ck
Yea Im leanin, Bout to pour me up another cup
Yea Im high, Bout to roll me up another blunt
I rolled a Biggie Smalls…Heres another one
Im in love with Wayne, Long hair don’t care
Bitch call me Rick James, Hahaha
Weezy that n-gga, And dont forget da baby you f-cking babysitter

[Chorus - Weezy]
Small thing to a giant
Small thing to a giant
Small thing to a giant
And this a small thing to a giant

[Gudda Gudda]
Im goin in like Im goin home
20 thousand on my wrist and my neck thats my rolling stone
Went from being broke to not a pot to piss in
Now I gotta pocket full of dead politicians
Stop n-gga listen
Cause Imma bout to rape the game down
No toilet paper on me while Im sh-tting
Fly boy hover over n-ggas like a flying saucer
YMOB, Dont make me call the bosses
YM gon eat and run like break-fast
Been running for too long its time to take cash
And Imma smoke the game cause no air kills
And for the money I eat beats up like bear grylls
Bitches love me when they stare I give them rare chills
But money is over her, She cant see in a pair of heels
Young n-gga bout to bleed the game
Throw a stack at dem hoes and tell em keep the change
Gasoline flow light the match, Watch it spark
Fire jumpin off my lips everytime I talk
Living legend in the flesh, Im the champ yes
Im serving n-ggas like my name is Pete Sampras
Get hyphy if you want and Imma shake them dreads
And go dumb with the tool upside your head
Who want it? You get em,I taunt em
Take all his money then I take a sh-t on him
Your whole click is phony, My little ponys
Gudda walk alone and sh-t my shadow is my army
Why I need a n-gga when I got my tool on me
My little buddy got bullets like the army
Military thoughts like I trained with Al-Qaida
Raid a n-ggas crib with a box cutter razor
Look, So bow down to the chief the the champ
Dictator in the streets n-gga signed and stamped
Gudda!



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