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“Intro / A Million And One Questions / Rhyme No More” Lyrics

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Jay Z”Intro / A Million And One Questions / Rhyme No More” Lyrics

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Somebody’s pulling me closer to the ground
I ain’t panicked, I been here before
Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage
In front of that crowd
And showed them who was who, and what was what
Man look at these suckers
I ain’t no rapper, I’m a hustler
It just so happens that I know how to rap
OK, I’m reloaded!

A million

Uh-huh, I did it again niggas
Fucked up, right? Ha, I know
I know what y’all niggas asking yourself
Is he gon’ ever fall off?
No

…A lot of speculation
On the monies I’ve made, honies I’ve slayed
How is he for real? Is that nigga really paid?
Hustlers I’ve met or, dealt with direct
Is it true he stayed in beef and slept with a TEC?
What’s the position you hold?
Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck
But only a single goin’ gold?
If Roc-A-Fella should fold, and you’re left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O?
For the millionth time, asking me questions
Like Wendy Williams, harassing me
Then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute to breathe? And in that minute you leave
While I’m looking at my Rol’ ice spinning on my sleeve
Ugh, nice watch, do you really have a spot?
Like you said in Friend or Foe and if so, what block?
What you doing in L.A., with Filipinos and Eses?
Latinos and Chevys, down by Pico with Frederico
I’ll answer all your questions but then y’all got to go
Now the question I ask you is, “How bad you wanna know?”
Blaow!

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A million

Roc-A-Fella y’all, uh, uh
Know my style

Motherfuckers can’t rhyme no more, ’bout crime no more
‘Til I’m no more, ’cause I’m so raw
My flow expose holes that they find in yours
Wasn’t for me, niggas still be dying for whores
But I hate when a nigga sit back, admiring yours
Young blood, you better get that, we frying because
Niggas don’t want to be confined to riding the iron horse
And don’t listen to the rappers yo, they’re dying to floss
I used to be O.T., applyin’ the force
Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss
Come back with the clique playing Diana Ross
I’m the boss and this is how it’s gon’ be
Burnt the turnpike, wild miles on the V
I got mouths to feed ’til they put flowers on me
And kiss my cold cheek, chicks crying like I was Cochise
Tombstone read, “He was holdin’ no leaks”
Started from the crack game and then so sweet
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the O.G
On MTV, telling ’em how I sold D
And used to bag work up out of apartment 4-B
Me and my homie, started out co-ds
Picked the mailbox lock ’cause I ain’t have no key
Had the cable with the anchor when Jaz made ‘Sophie’
Then I went low key, but now I’m back, it’s on
Motherfuckers!

Jigga, uh-huh, yeah
Roc-A-Fella y’all, uh
Uh, feel this

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Lil Durk – Big Dawg Lyrics

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American Hip hop rapper, Lil Durk delivers an impressive tune tagged, “Big Dawg”. The official lyrics of “Big Dawg” is available below.

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“Lil Durk – Big Dawg Lyrics”
(feat. Chief Wuk)

[Lil Durk:]
She want that big bag, she don’t want that lil’ girl shit
I just get mad when you on that lil’ girl shit (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Drink a six down, tell your bro to stop to get a kit
Worth them Ms, now me and my lil’ brother got a stick
Drunk a Xan down, woke up and forgot what I had said
My shit jet brown, new Dior sneakers kinda slick (Why would I lie on him?)
Think he slick ’cause he tried to take his brother off (Why would I lie on him?)
One nigga can’t stop the killings, only money talk (Why would I lie on him?)
Gotta watch the sneaky hoes snatchin’ rubbers off (Why would I lie on him?)
I told you to your face, you’re a snake, so cut the brother talk (Why would I lie?)
Tried to skrrt off, you get clapped though, let the thirty off
Ever shot at in a Maybach, knock your curtains off
I feel like niggas gonna tell you start the prayer talk
I aggravated you, you dumb, you scratched the numbers off
Oh, hell nah, Chicago star, don’t want them bell bums
Could’ve got out early, but they caught him with a cellphone
You can’t tell me nothin’, I’m with the murders, I’ma stand on it
You can’t tell me nothin’, them niggas different, can’t compare ’em to me
Pull up with a stick, pull up with a big gun
Pull up with a stick, pull up with a stick, uh
Hit up with a switch, he don’t even know where he hit from
Worried ’bout my bitch, you don’t even knowin’ what your bitch doin’, uh
I’m so rich I bring the barber in the club
I’m so rich, I’m with the robbers in the club
You end up snitchin’, then you not a part of us
Bitch, this a Patek, this is not a Cartier

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Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?

[Chief Wuk {Lil Durk}:]
This nigga called my phone, fifty grams, nigga, that’s patty cake
I don’t even fuck around with no scales, nigga, that’s petty weight
All my bitches be in the kitchen cookin’, got they ass bakin’ cakes
Could’ve went to school for culinary arts, I would’ve went every day
Thought I’d have my CDL license, fucked up that interstate
Hit the road, gettin’ to that cash, bitch, I’m a heavyweight
(I’m a big dawg, I’m a big dawg, I’m a big (Go, go, go, man, what?))
{I’m a big dawg, I’m a big dawg, I’m a big dawg (Go, go, go)}
I’m a problem with that trappin’ shit
Don’t call my phone if you ain’t never fuckin’ wrapped a brick
A thousand-eight grams I cop, I need my whole lick
Got reputation in the trenches, I don’t ever miss

[Lil Durk:]
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?
Where you get that shit from?

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Lil Durk – Put Em On Ice Lyrics

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American hip-hop rapper, Lil Durk delivers an impressive tune tagged, “Put Em On Ice”. The official lyrics of “Put Em On Ice” is available below.

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“Lil Durk – Put Em On Ice Lyrics”

(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

Chanel or Cha-nay-nay, whatever you call it
Whenever you pop, it don’t matter who brought it
Part of wristband was to chip my new wallet
Fresh out the creek, I’m discrete, I’m too solid
Charge out the g-Wagon, new electronic
Deep in religion, might get back demonic
Go ask promotors, I picked up six-hundred
Four-hundred more, one million, get it, he saw it
Six karat stones, G.I., yeah, I went flawless
I had to flex with the top off the toilet
Fendi bouquet bag, thirty-two hundred
Dealin’ with jet lag, pass me a water
Sheets in the county, go run up a quarter
Brodie did that, just to bonus his lawyer
She send me the heart eyes, I try to ignore her
Left her on read, let her know she a choice

Put ’em on ice, he play, put her on ice, she play
Put on my ice, I’m safe, my lil’ brother, he carry a Drac’
And I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”, and I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”
And I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”, and I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”

They say I look nervous, they look at my face (Yeah)
You could do that, but can’t play in my face (Yeah)
I told the water boys, copy the plates (Yeah)
Left bro, had fucked up his heart off the vape (Yeah, yeah)
The bloggers be talkin’, they start up a case (Yeah)
Ain’t from my hood, then you can not relate (Yeah)
Pass out that money, you already ate (Yeah)
Bottega slides, I love pretty feet
I was ’bout to harvest, the order backed up
Switched the Ferrari, it smell like the horse
Drink like Starbucks, but it got me back up
When I’m too high, bitch, I don’t like to fuck
Bro like defender, he move like a cluck
Brand-new McLaren, shit straight off the truck
Bitch think I’m cocky, I don’t say “What’s up?”
Me and bro loyalty made out the mud

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Put ’em on ice, he play, put her on ice, she play
Put on my ice, I’m safe, my lil’ brother, he carry a Drac’
And I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”, and I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”
And I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”, and I told ’em “Ain’t nobody safe”

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Lil Durk – Never Again Lyrics

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Nigerian Music singer, Lil Durk drops a banging tune tagged, “Never Again”. The official lyrics of “Never Again” is available below.

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“Lil Durk – Never Again Lyrics”

(Banger)
(The Melody)
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

I was too lazy, I had to get up
He died from cancer, he ain’t get a check-up
I went Travis Barker, tatted the neck up
I feel better, gettin’ deeper religion
Court for child supports visits, I’m better
Say you love me with a hidden agenda
Low seven steamer took down the mirror
Stole from me, old management endeavors
Trenches broke, I gotta hold ’em together
Tryna claim to lil’ boy, I’m better
If I’ma change, I’ma change forever
I ain’t tryna stay in this lane forever
He was that nigga, now servin’ cheddar (Cheese)
I die, niggas won’t T up for me
You wasn’t there for who helped you
You think you gon’ be there for me?

Feel like a dream, pourin’ up the lean
Turned me a to man, they plan’s just to leave

Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again

Copy what I said, you sound like a parrot
How you send your kids lookin’ generic?
You better be lucky I’m cool with Amiri
New kids season, I know that you see it
Sendin’ shots when I come to the city
I’ma shoot with the money, but threat gon’ protect me
I’m the way out there, you cannot accept it
You my son, I had more than your daddy
The gas worth more than 757, new Patek say 757
I can’t wait ’til it’s 7:58
Ramadan comin’, I just be hopin’ you full and you fed
‘Salaam alaykum, wa alaykum ‘salaam to the people we fed
It’s the people who in the trenches I really got love for wanna see me dead
Answer the phone to show ’em I ain’t scared
Then he got life so he told me he comin’ on tour
But I told him, “I’m goin’ to bed”
When she get mad, she be playin’ with my head
Do not deliver, act like you ain’t read it
Too far without me, can’t put on her Patek
The label gave me another thirty mill’, I hate that y’all don’t got it

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Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)
Think I’ma help ’em, won’t help ’em again (Mm)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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