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DJ Khaled - Every Chance I Get
DJ Khaled - Every Chance I Get
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DJ Khaled - Every Chance I Get

Tay Keith it's too hard, (We the best music), (They Keith fuck these niggas up), (Another one), (DJ Khaled).

Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago, add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode.

This is my life do what I want, I be with different hoes, you know the pick and roll, I pick the route and sent her home.

I got rich out strong, we get 'em and get 'em done, you know trappy just got out, I had to put him on.

We the ones who got the nines, we put the city on, it's the middle of the summer, I got the hoodie on.

My demon time ain't nothin' nice I try not to do nothin' twice, I came up off shootin' dice, yeah my lil' brother ain't livin' right.

My sis' and nem doin' alright my cousin is still servin' life, yeah, seen the robber rob a diggin' seen the preacher get caught from cheatin'.

I break the bank for one of my people I said "I'm the one", they didn't me, believe I show 'em the facts, then they all need me.

I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathin', they makin' it hard, this shit really easy, yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah).

I'm turn up on a hater, every chance that I get, I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist.

All these hoes fuck up my [?], wish I would claim their bitch, they get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks.

Soon as they say we can't come, you know we run around that bitch, you can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix.

Money, cars and clothes and hoes you know I live in the mix, money, cars and clothes and hoes.

Yeah, she think I'm regular rapper, I'm not, one person come tell me, we fuckin' your block.

Watch me run this shit to the trippy-top, yeah (Keep goin'), put my kids in Givenchy, she wants that one plus one, it's three.

I can support you personally she don't got a [?], there niggas be cappin' [?] youngest in charge, I speak for the streets.

I went on and off, they woke a beast, struggles with [?], we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothin' to eat.

Soon as I get on his ass, they goin' look at me better, like "Damn, he was [?] with me, yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah).

I'm turn up on a hater, every chance that I get, I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist.

All these hoes fuck up my [?], wish I would claim their bitch, they get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks.

Soon as they say we can't come, you know we run around that bitch, you can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix.

Money, cars and clothes and hoes you know I live in the mix, money, cars and clothes and hoes.

I'm from the trenches, niggas be tough on the net, but really be there for attention.

Bitches be talkin' like they really rich, but really we beggin' under my pension, I give her 40-50 thousand cash, just start up a bidness, I spend that shit up in [?].

I'd rather fuck [?], but rent for a year, just to get out of her feelings, I'm in the Lambo truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit.

Goin' to call, I pick my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit, dice game, craps the Ceelo, I need cash don't sell me shit.

Baby, got [?] you can tell they really right, drop the LO', I ain't no room right now, I took her to the O.

Then I pulled on a Lamb 'cause she a fan of Boony Moe, I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin' up all the opps.

I be around with three million dollars in jewelry, I'm standin' on all the blocks this the anthem, hmm, hmm.

Droppin' the six in the phantom, hmm, black rolls truck with the all-white seats, remind me I'm sittin' on [?], hmm.

I love my cousin, she was a dancer, I love my brother, he was a scammer.

Sit on my lap 'cause I'm pullin' her tracks, and I fuck from the back 'cause she callin' me handsome (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah).

I'm turn up on a hater, every chance that I get, I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist.

All these hoes fuck up my [?], wish I would claim their bitch, they get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks.

Soon as they say we can't come, you know we run around that bitch, you can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix.

Money, cars and clothes and hoes you know I live in the mix, money, cars and clothes and hoes.

We the best music, another one, DJ Khaled.

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DJ Khaled
  • country:United States
  • Languages:English, Spanish
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap, R&B/Soul, Reggae
  • Official site:https://facebook.com/officialdjkhaled/
  • Wiki:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DJ_Khaled
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