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  1. Serx

    82 Records

    Eighty-Two (82) Records is a brand new record label in Los Santos, offering you the underground rap music of South East Los Santos, including El Corona, Idlewood, Ganton, Willowfield and Jefferson. (( Website - https://82records.weebly.com - To contact us regarding feedback or OOC, please forum PM @Serx. ))
  2. [00:11] I be sittin' on my porch Drinkin' Henny smokin' loud, snatch a nigga Porsche (snatch) Hit a lick in way to many stores (lick) Shoot at opps, take your shit with force (shoot, shoot) [00:21] Stereo, stereo, stereo-type me, (type me) A asian nigga not that likely (likely) From the hood 12 26 nigga try me (try me) You got a problem pull up nigga fight me (fight me) [00:32] I just bought a Gucci bag, open up and count my racks (mulah) Let me go and get my gat (heat) Then shoot you in your fuckin' head (blat) Fuck your bitch inside my bed (smash) I don't really talk to feds (twelve) Drive to Stacks I see a rat All these niggas fucking trash (ass) Aye, yuh [00:47] Stereo, stereo, stereo-type me, (type me) A asian nigga not that likely (likely) From the hood 12 26 nigga try me (try me) You got a problem pull up nigga fight me (fight me) [00:58] All these rappers fake (fake) I be aimin' for they brain (pow) They sound just like Drake Skrt when I switch lanes (wow) My bars so hard they flames (fire) [01:06] Stereo, stereo, stereo-type me, (type me) A asian nigga not that likely (likely) From the hood 12 26 nigga try me (try me) You got a problem pull up nigga fight me (fight me) [01:18] Better remain silent (pshh) 'for I shoot my rifle (bang bang) Shootin' at my rivals (shoot) Shit this just got violent Wearin' them white diamonds (drip) Hit you hard, Mike Tyson I do art, Will Dyson Shoot you with my iron, shoot you with my iron [01:34] Stereo, stereo, stereo-type me, (type me) A asian nigga not that likely (likely) From the hood 12 26 nigga try me (try me) You got a problem pull up nigga fight me (fight me)
  3. Chorus [0:30 - 1:01] x2 I pop fools wit the Rugar, crew full of shootas My G's all ape and we move like a Unit Don't be goofy and confuse it, my goons too ruthless Boot ya in the mouth banana clip'll leave ya toothless. You losers getting zooted off a nickel in a toothpick While my niggas blowing Snoop Gorilla Glue inside of Cubans The booth is gettin humid ... ain't no stompin out the flames My boo's ass is stoopid - she got Donkey of the Day Shout out to Charlemagne; I've been knighted by the Gods Ciroc is the name, Diddy boppin in the rain Empire State of Mind - I am Kong rockin Js [1:02 - 2:03] x2 I pop fools wit the Rugar, crew full of shootas My G's all ape and we move like a Unit Don't be goofy and confuse it, my goons too ruthless Boot ya in the mouth banana clip'll leave ya toothless. With Beyoncé on the stage and we never 'On The Run' But stay on a Rampage for them Jacksons gettin paid I'm Good all day if the cash and Mary Jane is blue Bombay She blow me cause the chain, King Louie and champagne I knew she wanted fame, shot a movie and explained Bared necessities of life - popped dat coochie in da frame Uncle Luke her wit the gang? Dude you gotta be insane? Cos I'm too damn fly ... to do a choochoo train [2:04 - 3:35] x2 I pop fools wit the Rugar, crew full of shootas My G's all ape and we move like a Unit Don't be goofy and confuse it, my goons too ruthless Boot ya in the mouth banana clip'll leave ya toothless. I ain't tryna catch a case like my nigga Pac did Or be locked in a cage like a gotdamn chimp I'm a Ceasar on these streets - a Sultan to the sheiks And all a Ge-nies is a flawless ass freak On sum Abu Dhabi sheets (a-ladd-in the East) But I represent the West, where monkeys get greased For beatin on they chest - we'll empty out the clip And leave em sunken with the fishes For tryna throw a wrench - we ain't wit the monkey business "You Mighty Joe, huh?" You might need jo gun Cos the youngins going bongo Sponsored By:
  4. [0:33 - 1:22] Grew up in Colinas, a fucking screw up. Tried to be a man, but saw a man get bodied and I threw up. In a world of riches, what can I try to do, but pursue em? But what if it means, if I lose it all, and I can't get to em? What if it means, that I lose my soul and all these difficulties... I can't get through em? A rack with the macs, a platinum plaque, lots of words on a track. They say it's all it takes, but a cop on dispatch gets me panic attacks! And I wake up at night wondering where the fuck I'm at. So just pass the zigzags, put on some trap and act like it ain't bad. It's how you gotta deal with it and you know that's facts. [1:23 - 2:11] [Chorus x2] They say you don't stand a chance, I tell em the numbers lied. Tell me it ain't worth it, that's it's all stubborn pride. All I've ever known, was the northern stride. If I die, I won't ask for another try. Cause I'm down for the grind, just as advertised. Yet all my life, I've only ever dreamed of the other side. [2:12 - 3:48] So I put my game face on like I took off my PJs and tell myself I'm past it. Now I'm out with the boys and they know I'm about it. Clout's all around me. Doubt? I'm without it. Face up high like my head's in the cloud, and.. You do what you gotta, got street smart like I'm a street scholar. Get that money, ambitions to be a baller. Chase that money, like a bank with a loaner. Hunt that money, like PJs got a Walter. Pray for that money, like a pagan and an altar. Then you dress for that money, God knows I ain't never before wore anything with a collar. And at the end of the day, when it's all through. You hope what bad you did don't come back to you. Take my shoes off, back to my ownself. Just PJ, all alone in his room. And it's just, rinse and repeat, till the day the critics don't do no reviews. Till the day I don't need to rhyme, and don't need no debut. Till the day comes when I don't need no more views. Till that day, it's just rinse and repeat, and that's how it goes for a yute. [3:49 - 4:37] [Chorus x2] They say you don't stand a chance, I tell em the numbers lied. Tell me it ain't worth it, that's it's all stubborn pride. All I've ever known, was the northern stride. If I die, I won't ask for another try. Cause I'm down for the grind, just as advertised. Yet all my life, I've only ever dreamed of the other side. Sponsored By: @maramizo
  5. Verse 1 [00:00 - 03:09] Demons exist inside the bottoms of bottles, From my lips take a sip, swallow full throttle, Cannot resist the crave of tomorrow, Quick find your fix, you’ll still be damn hollow, Guilt, shame and sorrow…. Pain lent not borrowed; I question your frame, your rules rearrange, A range in a game that is just so strange. Feel biding chills of deep erosion, Still climbing hills of your emotions. Fear is a fusion of your mental contusions, Vapid delusions; lost inhuman confusions. Bare the shame of your father, Rather than working harder. Wear the blame of your mother, Suffocate feeling smothered. Sadistic satisfaction I can no longer give you… In hell, I’m not welcome you can’t drag me with you. The gift of emptiness, no room to build, A rift of decadence; filled with some pills, Debt: your bills, twelve step programs – The pro found perfect pronouns – Tell me how bad you want me? Compelled to tease and taunt me; Your words, they seem to haunt me. Why do you want to flaunt me? What is this need? Why cut at my knees? Begging you please… just let me leave. Sponsored By:
  6. Uploaded by: NoRivals on 7/7/18 0:12 Oooooh. No Rivals, bitch. 0:26 You know I be killin' it when I run through the set, 0:28 You know I be leg droppin' on em like I am offset, 0:32 You know I be makin' it, I got new shit on deck, 0:34 You know I be gettin' hoes, yo girly wanna sext. 0:38 I'm the best thing outta Jefferson, rep til I die, 0:40 Carson Quadrant, nigga, pull my gat out and bye bye, 0:44 Discover the deadliest catch like I'm Red Lobster, 0:46 Pullin' off the line like I'm a fuckin' mobster. 0:50 Throwin' bangers, neighbors hatin', 0:52 cocaine sniffin', bottles pourin', 0:54 make the pussy sore, throw some more, let's go 0:58 I'm the freshest on the scene, I'm the baddest on the track, 1:02 And a nigga wanna keep up, but that nigga goin' flat, No Rivals. 1:16 Rollin' through the city, got my whip on 24s, 1:20 A nigga wanna pullup, then a nigga wanna go, 1:24 Nigga better put up, better shut up, words cant save you now, 1:28 You wanna talk, I'll be the loudest with that barrel in your mouth. 1:32 Ain't flinchin', ain't scared, nigga I'm about that life, 1:36 I spent time, I'll go back, nigga, make me take your life. 1:40 You think you gettin' lucky? You get the bullet, not the knife. 1:44 I'll be at your funeral in the backroom with your wife. 1:48 Everybody pauses when I come through the doors, 1:52 Come on now, don't even front, you know I want them whores. 1:56 I'm like Lil Wayne; roller coaster to the top, 2:00 When I drop these tracks, rappers will be beggin me to stop. 2:04 I never listen to that shit though, come straight off the dome, 2:08 This is just a freestyle, so nigga take that shit home! 2:32 Oh, you thought I was done, that was wishful thinking there, 2:36 Ain't even close, I pull bars outta nowhere. 2:40 No Rivals nigga, rappin, all these kids do is mouth off. 2:44 Keep talkin' shit, gonna get my gun gone off. "Unrivaled" NoRivals NoRivals EP (2018) Unrivaled Records Song written and performed by NoRivals. 2018. I do not own the backing track. Recommended Videos: NoRivals - I Got That NoRivals - To The Top
  7. Listen to CHOP's new track, Step With Me! Also available on Soundcloud! Listen to CHOP's previous track.. "Only Worry"
  8. Skrr skrr skrr on yo bitch, Lil Doggy Dick cut fuckboys up and toss em in the ditch Yo' furry ass gon' need a stitch Lil Doggy Dick on that savage gang shit I throw pussy ass poodles in the pit (gang) Cops pull up and we dip You know we make it lit K9 unit on my dick (Ay) Sucking on it like a tick Gobble gobble on it and then spit When i pull up in my chevy i yell ESKETIT Bitch nigga i pop you like my zit You in my ends you betta step it 'fore you get clapped like my furry bitch asscheeks (oof) I tried to fuck a pidgeon but I don' like peaks You know i make a cumstain on those beaks Pull out and shoot it on the sheets I been slangin' worms on the streets Metro Boomin' producing me beats Let me suck on those feets Middle finger up my bumhole Santa gave me some coal Too bad I took Ms. Claus and fucked her on my boat When i'm done spittin rhymes all y'all gonna quote Put a black leather coat yuh Then I flash the kids my hairy goat, ay Go in school, that fourty I tote Shoot up the teachers and then go on slanging dope You know i be droppin that soap Cross my fingers, tighten my ass and just hope I got no love for bitches, I love me some blokes I fuck them in the ass, leave that hole soaked When i roll up with my pants off your pussy gon be poked Vikki in the crib snortin coke His balls be clappin to Mia Khalifa on pornhub He got no money for playerunknown's pub (sad violin) (sad violin stops) You know Lil' Doggy dick on that grind, popping xans and in the gutter passed out on moonshine Fake rolex on my wrist telling me the time Sad Weiner up in this hoe, fuck a nigga quick then dip, go, go You know i have it special for my niggas My condoms pop i pull the triggers I'm too poor for bread i eat lime My dad took the belt i said NEIN They ask how many kids you got in yo van? I say about nine I live in a forest it full of pines I'm a homeless doggy living up in the Alpines These bitches always turn me down saying i'm not fine (beat fades off)
  9. *Some chatter* This song is fo' my nigga Tyler. Rest in peace, homie. Verse 1 [0:15] I wake up in idlewood with blood leakin' from my back. I've been attacked. Knife wound while I was lack'. Lookin' at the sun, nigga, jus' my luck, what the fuck. An' hour pass', I'm still bleedin' out in the gutter. I'm gonna die, All the things I haven't done. My life flashes, I've already started to stutter. My spirit's dying I can feel my heart start to flutter. Pause [0:35] Verse 1 [0:47] My family's worried. It's been and hour and a half. But I'm paralyzed, shit left me flurried. I know the PD ain't in no sort of hurry. It's kinda funny, Another nigga dead I don't care though, I know god has that plan. Finna' sit at his table; Sip whine and eat bread. I hope he's as forgiving as they say he is. Or ima' be smoking spliffs with the devil instead. Shit starts to darken, my life is slippin' away. I jus' wanna see my family, Shit is startin to become gray. I try to raise my head, but that shit just ain' no use. My spine is ruptured, i'm gone and there's nothing I can do. I start to tear up; My life is so distorted. I had this coming and now I'm all contorted. I shut my eyes and I wait for the reaper. But I know all my niggas are finna' kill that otha' creepa'. Finish *Beat would fade out* [1:31]
  10. Start [0:34) Walk into the hood and I'm shook, no lyin'. (No lyin') Got niggas in the street killing pussies for some speed, No lyin' (No lyin') Dead niggas bleed into the gutter, no, they ain' flyin'. (Ain't flyin') May god have mercy on all these poor niggas dyin'. (Niggas dyin') - Verse 1 (0:51) Watching these bitches slanging dope on my street. Cops don't even turn their heads; You pussies ain't discrete. You go around actin' like you're not gonna drop into the heat. Then you act surprised when you get shot up on the beat LSPD is the biggest gang around; Riddled with drug dealers and killers that are proud. Please, oh, please; Don't let me get shot down. But you all are racist motherfuckers; Ain't jokin' aroun'. Pause (1:09 - 1:29) *A faint prayer could be heard* O Lord, You have mercy on all, take away from me my sins, and mercifully set me ablaze with the fire of Your Holy Spirit. Take away from me the heart of stone, and give me a human heart, a heart to love and adore You, a heart to delight in You, to follow and enjoy You. Amen. Verse 2 (2:01) What am I suppose to do? Stand around while you all follow through? I ain't rolling on my back, yo', gimmie a clue. Time to take a stand because I know what I'm fighting for. Freedom for my niggas without a core. Freedom for the city without no law. Freedom for the people who ain't care no more. Freedom for my family who's been through all this before. Finish (2:20) *Some chatter would be heard.* I honestly thought we left this shit back in the nineties. Racism-.. and killings-.. and all that shit. But it's a repeat fucking cycle. Wake up Los Santos. Time to make a fuckin' change. While all y'all keep believing yo' own bullshit some black kid out there has prolly been shot dead because the cops mistake'd his phone for a gun. Or some Mexican kid thrown into the pen because the police felt threatened. We're all equal and the day you realise that is the day the world will stop being such a fucking shithole. A-fucking-men. *Silence as the beat begins to fade out*
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