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Regrets Lyrics -Jay-Z

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May 27, 2023

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Check out these amazing song Lyrics for “Regrets ” by Jay-Z. Read and enjoy the lyrics by singing along.

“Jay-Z – Regrets Lyrics”

Stress
Sunshine, shade, geyeah

I sold it all, from crack to opium
In third person, I don’t wanna see ’em
So I’m rehearsing with my peoples how to G ’em
From a remote location in the BM
Scoping the whole situation, like, “Damn!”
Metamorphic, as the dope turns to cream
But one of these buyers got eyes like a Korean
It’s difficult to read ’em
The windows to his soul were half closed, I put the key in
Pulled off slow, hoping my people fleeing
Chink tried to knock the only link that tied me in
Coppers was watching us through nighttime binoculars
This time they got us on tape, exchanging dope for dollars
Make me wanna holler back at the crib in the sauna
Praying my people bailed out like Time/Warner
Awaiting a call, from his kin, not the coroner
Phone in my hand, nervous confined to a corner
Beads of sweat, second thoughts on my mind
How can I ease the stress and learn to live with these regrets?
(This time, stress, giving this shit up, fuck)

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As sure as this Earth is turning, souls burning
In search of higher learning
Turning in every direction, seeking direction
My mom’s crying, because her insides are dying
Her son trying her patience, keep her heart racing
A million beats a minute, I know I push you to your limit
But it’s this game Love, I’m caught up all in it
They make it, so you can’t prevent it, never give it
You gotta take it, can’t fake it, I keep it authentic
My hand got this pistol shaking
‘Cause I sense danger like Camp Crystal Lake and
Don’t wanna shoot him, but I got him
Trapped, within this infrared dot
About to hot him and hit rock bottom
No answers to these trick questions, no time, shit’s stressing
My life found I got to live for the right now
Time waits for no man, can’t turn back the hands
Once it’s too late, gotta learn to live with regrets

You used to hold me, told me that I was the best
Anything in this world I want I could possess
All that made me want is all that I could get
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
(When I was young) you used to hold me
Told me that I was the best
Anything in this world I want I could possess
All that made me want is all that I could get
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets

I found myself reminiscing, remember this one?
When he was here he was crazy nice with his, son
I miss him, long as I’m living he’s living through memories
He’s there to kill all my suicidal tendencies
In heaven looking over me, or in hell keeping it cozy
I’m coming, life on these streets ain’t what it’s supposed to be
Remember Newton, mutual friend?
Well, me and him feuding, on your life I tried to talk to him
But you know niggas, think they guns can stop four niggas
Fronting like they’re Big Willie but really owe niggas
Hoe niggas, this year I’ll show niggas — think I’m slipping?
I’m about to send you a roommate, no bullshitting
But my hustle’s going too well to hit him
You was right, niggas want you to be miserable with them
Anyway, I ain’t trying to hear it, I think I’m touched
This whole verse I been talking to your spirit a little too much

This is the number one rule for your set
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
On the rise to the top many drop, don’t forget
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
This is the number one rule for your set
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
If through our travels we get separated, never forget
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
This is the number one rule for your set
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
On the rise to the top many drop, don’t forget
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
This is the number one rule for your set
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets
If through our travels we get separated, never forget
In order to survive, gotta learn to live with regrets

Roc-A, Roc-A, Roc-A, Roc-A-Fella y’all

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Go Hard Lyrics by Lil Baby

Published

3 weeks ago

May 5, 2023

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American Hip hop rapper, Lil Baby drops a brand new song tagged, “Go Hard”. The official Lyrics of “Go Hard” is available below.

Lil Baby – Go Hard Lyrics

Chorus
I’m back going hard again, I’m shutting down my heart again
No one can’t get next to me, so they gotta put orders in
Try my best to act like I didn’t care, but I can’t hold it in
And I’m not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win
I’m back going hard again, I’m shutting down my heart again
No one can’t get next to me, so they gotta put orders in
Try my best to act like I didn’t care, but I can’t hold it in
And I’m not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win

Verse 1
You pillow talking to hoes again
You breaking the code again
I’m on the road again
We snuck in this bitch with them poles again
This chopper do tricks, you gon’ go fold it in
I know they be hating, I still post they shit
We slid on they block like we ‘posed to slid
This Glock been with me on my road to riches
We done over-sold the load again
Too many plays, been up for too many days
Boy you a bitch, you got feminine ways
I get the drop, I’ma pay, they gon’ spray where you stay
I had to check on my man, think he part of the Klan
Keep a mask, he got too many Ks
I had to run up them bands when I got out the can
Can’t go back, I got too many cases
He actin’ bad on the ‘Gram but we know what’s gon’ happen
It happen in every occasion
Somebody killed, I be telling my youngins to chill
Check the stats, I do numbers for real
And this ain’t no cap, I get money for real
That lil’ boy ain’t run up no commas for real
Don’t play with Baby I go million for million
I made it out, but yet I’m still in the field
Five hundred racks sitting in my Urus
Ten carat diamonds spent in my earlobes
Superhero Baby saving the ghetto
If I’m not the man, I’m the man in the middle
Hop out the car with my hand on my pistol
He just a fan, and he mad I don’t feel him
I know they know that I ran with them killers
Fuck it, you know I still run with them guys
Drivebys a waste of my time, I want somebody to die
I risk it all, put my sack on the line
I came from the back of the line
We had it cracking since back when lil one was alive
You can go ask on my line
I wish Lil Woo would’ve never went through with his move
But I’m glad that he through with his dime, yeah

Verse 2
He tryna diss me, that shit ain’t gon’ get to me
I can’t give pussy ass niggas my energy
He say that shit when I see him, then he’ll see
Know they mad ’cause they can’t take a seat with me
Got the best of the best in the sheets with me
Hands down, can’t nobody compete with me
I eat filet mignon I’m a cash cow
I got ten million cash from my last album
I’m just waiting on my brother to max out
Every show that I get, it be packed out
Five K for your teeth, you got ripped off
Spent a hundred thousand on mine
Crack a smile just to show the diamonds
From the corner to another continent
Got a baby daddy? I don’t wanna hit
Need a Nike deal how I’m running shit
He can’t come to the A, he on punishment
Catch that boy out of place, we gon’ punish him
Take his chain and his watch on some funny shit
Brodie ready to crash on some dummy shit
Gotta fuck me for free, ain’t no money bitch
I’ve been on some pimp shit lately
I been off a jet with some made men
We got twenty vibes out in Vegas

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Pop Smoke ft. PnB Rock – Like Me Lyrics

Published

4 weeks ago

May 1, 2023

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American Hip hop rapper, Pop Smoke releases an impressive tune titled, “Like Me”. The official lyrics of “Like Me” is available below.

“Like Me Lyrics”
(feat. PnB Rock)

(You fire)

You ain’t never met another nigga like me
You say you’re looking for me, you got it right where you want
She feeling, she say “you so wavy, boy you sexy, yeah you fire”

Look, I’m like what’s cracking, she like, “Pop, I got a man”
I’m like, damn, how you know me? Says she got me on the ‘gram
I said, look, I understand, but baby I’m a fan
Cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land
She said what’s that on your face? I say that it’s a cold world
The way you biting your lips though got me like “oh girl”
Get money and stay aggressive, baby it’s your world
Martin talking to Gina, baby you go girl
Who you with? I’m with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
All them scammers and the killers who I hang with
Yeah I taste good, ain’t no onions on my sandwich
I’m 823 and everybody knows I’m sanctioned
Watch, if I shoot, I’ma shoot that
Woo and I’ma woo back
Yeah I’m from the floss you know the language
I put it on the table so that everything is clear
Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ears
She’s like send me a text
At the end of the night she was laid up in the bed
Lifting up her dress had her bent up over the ledge
Kissing on her neck when she went to give me head
What’s next? Look
Let me fuck you let me suck you let me eat you let me hold you
Let me beat up on that pussy like a real nigga supposed to
If you ain’t know I had the power let me show you
Shark on your plate, we eating dinner at Nobu

You ain’t never met another nigga like me
You say you’re looking for me, you got it right where you want
She said “boy you handsome, boy you sexy, boy you fire”
You ain’t never met another nigga like me
Keep it real girl, I’m looking for a wifey
She feeling me, she say “boy you wavy, you so sexy, boy you fire”

I’ma call you everyday at 12 o’clock, how you doing like Wendy
About your day and that new bag that I bought you from Fendi
I’ma treat you right as long as you let me
Louis Vutton and Guiseppe’s, all I do is chase Fetty
Know I ride with that semi so let me know when you ready
I’ma pull up in a Benz, just finished collecting funds
Grabbing on your ass, got a rollie on my wrist
Baby you could bring a friend, that’s when the party begin
All them tigers on my collar, ain’t always just been Gucci
Riding past your block, bumping YFN Lucci
You saying talking is cheap, so you know I had to prove it
So I make this song so you can add it to your music
I’m top tier, yeah I ain’t never kept it Nancy
But like Jamie Foxx I’ma always keep you Fancy
Gucci trench, feel like fishing gear
Put me on any block, you know I’ma get it there

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Pop Smoke ft. Gunna – Dior (Remix) Lyrics

Published

4 weeks ago

May 1, 2023

Whale

American Hip hop rapper, Pop Smoke releases an impressive tune titled, “Dior (Remix)”. The official lyrics of “Dior (Remix)” is available below.

“Dior (Remix)”
(feat. Gunna)

[Pop Smoke:]
Huh, roll another one
Said I’m never lackin’, always pistol packing
With them automatics, we gon’ send him to heaven
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, woo (Aw, shit), huh
Oh you feelin’ sturdy, huh? (You feelin’ sturdy, man)
Let me see somethin’
Shake it, shake it, shake it

She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I’m up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr

Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I’m up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr

When I walk in the spot, thirty on me
Buy out the club, niggas know that I’m paid
Bitch, I’m a thot, get me lit
I can’t fuck with these niggas ’cause niggas is gay
All on my page suckin’ dick
All in my comments and screamin’ my name
While I’m in the club
Throwin’ them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones
Pop Smoke, they know I’m wildin’
If I’m on the island, I’m snatchin’ the cell
Brody got locked, denied his bail
Until he free, I’m raisin’ hell
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
For all the times we had to face time
Free D-Nice, he doin’ state time
If you need the glizzy, you could take mine
Please don’t come out your mouth, you know I’m like that
I’ll make a movie like TNT
Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it
I bet I air it like BNB
Nappy Blue wildin’ in my section
And I keep that .38 for the weapon
Remember when I came home from corrections
All the bad bitches in my direction

[Gunna:]
New Givenchy, new Givenchy
Hop out a car, it’s a Porsche
Rockin Fendi, rockin Fendi
F print on the corduroys
I pull up Aventador
I lift up the doors and draw
These broke boys shopping in Ross
We back in Dior, Dior
I got Valentino denim
Brand new Mike Amiri denim
And these Ricky Owen denims
I drop the bag they gonna hit em
This baddie wanna pop a skittle
I’m tired of niggas telling riddles
Till the foreign whipping thru the ghetto
Seal 6 vets slime green
Riding 911 Porsche yellow
Plain Patek and an AP
They got 50 pointers and a bezel
Speedin whipped like thereto
Push these Pradas on the petal
Make her swallow down the middle
We some giants niggas little

[Pop Smoke:]
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I’m up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
I’m up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr