Lil Poppa – Boys To Men Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up YC (Turn me up YC, turn me up YC)
RealRed, I'm so f*ckin' bumpin', bro
Them niggas send shots, we send shots back
Lil' one said they on the block, take em where the opps at
We need another Glock, f*ck it go and cop that
What the f*ck wrong with the cops, asking, "Where Poppa at?"

[Verse 1]
You little boys can't hang with us, I don't care who you know
Them niggas don't want no war with us I see straight through the smoke
We take them K's on tour with us, you know them shooters go
Soon as you meet, hop out on feet, yeah, that's that ooda flow
Bitch, don't ask what happened to Leeke, I don't want you to know
You gonna have me thinking you creep and I can't shoot a ho
Said f*ck it and I jumped straight off the porch, go wherе ever Dooda go
Interrogation thеy was trying bring up that boy, I don't know no foolio

[Chorus]
Ayy, Lil Poppa, I know why them niggas mad they ain't want you to blow
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that's who I do it for
Usually high but I'm not right now, that's all I got right now
Wasn't for this, then I probably be on the block right now
So I ain't playing, my lil' nigga say ya hot right now
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now
He get to spraying
Feel like you can't, but you can, so I ain't hearing what you saying
This all was part of the plan, going from a boy to a man

[Verse 2]
f*ck that shit run up my bands, f*ck that jewelry I need some land
They say my fans depend on me but I'm depending on my fans
I mix Fanta with the lean, bitch, this Percocet a ten
I need to give this shit away, I pray this shit come to an end
Bitch, while you gossping, out here p*ssy popping, telling all your friends
Can't talk to nobody but God about it, I committed all them sins
I probably be back at square one, if I took care of all my kin
But to everybody that stayed down, I swear we all gonna win
Ain't I got no time to be stressing bout no shit I'm fed up
Before you lay down, look bitch, you know you gotta give that head up
Now I can't lie, girl you the shit now gonna toot that ass up
Say Poppa I know no less than 50, f*ck you think this bookbag for?

[Chorus]
Ayy, Lil Poppa, I know why them niggas mad they ain't want you to blow
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that's who I do it for
Usually high but I'm not right now, that's all I got right now
Wasn't for this, then I probably be on the block right now
So I ain't playing, my lil' nigga say ya hot right now
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now
He get to spraying
Feel like you can't, but you can, so I ain't hearing what you saying
This all was part of the plan, going from a boy to a man

Shy Glizzy – Make It Out

[Intro]
Rest in peace YC, you with me forever
GG, gang gang gang, yeah

[Verse 1]
Ooh I think she like me, I don’t blame her, why not?
A nigga stay icy and a nigga stay strapped
And plus I’m really swaggin’ and she know I got racks
He be acting like a faggot, he won’t ever get her back
I used to see that Bentley and I said one day I’ll drive it
I used to think a million was a lot until I got it
My bitch actin’ suspicious and she say she gettin’ tired
But every time she see this dick somehow she get excited
Now I’m on the west coast, I’m riding up through Compton
Seen your ass at A-O-D, you wasn’t blowin’ nothing
Let a nigga play with me and GG get to dumpin’
Hangin’ out the G Wag’, look at him, he stunting

[Chorus]
Say ma, come on let’s love on each other
I can ease your mind, help you get over your lover
Told my niggas that I love ’em, we gon’ ride for each other
I got one and only brother, we both down for each other
All my niggas they gon’ ride for me
I got some bad bitches that’s gon’ drive for me
If they fuck with bitch niggas they play hide and seek
Tell me can a young nigga make it out the streets?

[Verse 2]
Yeah I been that nigga way before I got rich
I robbed a lot of niggas way before I got rich
I fucked a lot of bitches way before I got rich
Young nigga sold a brick way before he got rich
If I told my niggas hit they gon’ come blow off your shit
Unload extended clips, that shit be poppin’ off the wrist
I got a lil bitch, she be boppin’ on the dick
Baddest bitch I ever seen, she got them lips you gotta kiss
Please excuse my language, don’t mean to offend no strangers
Just look at me, I’m famous and that’s why I’m armed and dangerous
She used to the complainers, ooh she like when I restrain her
Say she gon’ hold me down, yeah that’s my bae, that’s my retainer

[Chorus]
Say ma, come on let’s love on each other
I can ease your mind, help you get over your lover
Told my niggas that I love ’em, we gon’ ride for each other
I got one and only brother, we both down for each other
All my niggas they gon’ ride for me
I got some bad bitches that’s gon’ drive for me
If they fuck with bitch niggas they play hide and seek
Tell me can a young nigga make it out the streets?

Shy Glizzy – Haters Anthem Lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Goddamnit man
Ayy, Young Jefe holmes
GG shit

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Twenty-four hours, bitch I’m rolling off a molly
In twenty-four years I never told on nobody
Oh no rap is not my job bitch, I just do it for a hobby
Them is not no rappers, it’s some gangsters in the party
And I never ever ever let these lames get close to me
‘Cause eighty percent of the time they’re never who they’re supposed to be
I rock Gosha on my body, this Rick Owens on my feet
Got a ho from down in Dallas, she rock gold all on her teeth
Oh why you worried, take a seat
Know you nervous, we can see it
We got birds, we got P’s
Bitch you know 30, you know 3
They believe anything they hear so keep your word like a G
Don’t get buried in these streets, better keep your motherfuckin’ heat

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 2: 30 Glizzy]
I’m a trapper, he a lease, Balenciaga to the feet
Got that draco on the seat, let’s meet wherever you want to meet
Bitch I shoot you opps so weak, give you fifty rounds a piece
All I ask don’t tell on me, this for Mar, this for YC
We don’t do no scared business, you know how I’m living
If we start it we gon’ finish, pull up with them semis
Niggas started hating when I turned my name to Glizzy
And bitches really loved me when I pulled up in the Bentley

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 3: 3 Glizzy]
I’m a real G, you be lyin’ through your teeth
Got a hundred shots on me, stay on point, fuck rollin’ deep
Need three thousand for a beat, these two thousand on my feet
Put this chopper to your face and wake you up right out your sleep
Couple thousand on a fur baby it’s cold up in the streets
Diamonds dancing like a freak, I dare a nigga play with me
Used to be broke now look at me, I know these niggas envy me
Bad bitch from Germany, girl let’s go shopping overseas

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Outro]
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that