Drake – Talk Up lyrics

[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, ayy
Lot of 6’s in here tonight
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
Ten of us, we moving as one
I’m so proud of who I’ve become
You might think I’ve taken some lumps
Only if we talking about sums (yea)
Intentions are pure, they cannot tell me relax
My mentions are jokes, but they never give me the facts
This’s and that’s
Can’t be ignoring the stats
Based off of that
They gotta run me the Max, they gotta run me the Max
They gotta double the racks
They had it set up for real
But they didn’t come with the slaps
When I heard the sh*t I was skipping through that
If I get it trippin’ it’s no coming back
I don’t understand
These niggas gotta adapt
You know where I’m at
I put the 6 on the map
Your shorty was bent, she wanted to vent
I promise it fell in my lap
My money is young, my problems are old
I promise I’m bridging the gap

[Chorus: Drake]
You know what I’m saying
Aye, aye
Yeah
You know what I’m saying

[Verse 2: Drake]
Niggas provoke, this sh*t ain’t a joke
Man, nobody playing
He’s at the top and he’s at the top, but nobody staying
These niggas around but they ain’t around
You know what I’m sayin’?
Say that they down, when they sh*t is down
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Chorus: Drake]
Yeah, You know what I’m saying
Aye, aye
Yeah
You know what I’m saying

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Yah, If you close enough to HOV smell like a kilo still
First album 26, I ain’t need no deal
Already a hood legend, I ain’t need no shine
First Rollie flooded out, I ain’t see no time (woah)
Stand up niggas
We only ducking indictments
Dope boys, off-white, looking like soft white on ’em
You know what I’m saying?
We in the building, we came for a billion, ain’t nobody playin’
Live every word that I’m rapping
Said I lost 90 bricks and it happened
You probably wouldn’t believe everything you seeing rright now ight now if it wasn’t live action
I ain’t on the ‘Gram, they record who I am
God to these dope boys
How you not be a HOV fan?
I only shoot a Benz
I’m what Supreme didn’t become
If Alpo didn’t snitch
Niggas would be like Young
I got your President tweeting
I won’t even meet with him
Y’all killed X and let Zimmerman live
Streets is done

[Chorus: Drake]
Yeah, You know what I’m saying
Aye, aye
Yeah
You know what I’m sayin’

Jay-Z – Bam (feat. Damian Marley)

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fuckin’ opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That’s a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y’all be talkin’ crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to hell you tell ’em Blanco sent ya
I can’t take no threats, I got a set of twins
Those were just the words you’ll never hear again
For the final time you don’t believe these fools
I’ve never seen a worker rock so many jewels
I’ve never seen the runner with so many cars
Y’all couldn’t stop me, you’re not as tough as you say you are
My advice is just don’t be too nice to niggas
Just set the price so niggas’ll live your life, my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in fight mode and now it’s "fuck me, mijo"
I was movin’ them kilos, help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they effin’ with, and we got FN’s too
Before we had A&R’s, we had AR’s too
We the only ones really movin’ like y’all say y’all do
We still movin’ like y’all niggas say y’all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
Ty Ty jumped over niggas and he’s like 5’6"
Got the heart of a giant, don’t you ever forget
Don’t you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin’
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Put that drum in your ear, don’t get Srem’d
I’ll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Uh, y’all make me turn up all this talkin’ down
Uh, niggas is skippin’ leg day just to run they mouth
I be skippin’ leg day, I still run the world
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
I’ll line you all up with one finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back, don’t front
Y’all gonna make me wig, I’ma give y’all what you want

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Dreadlocks nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
And them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Outro: Damian Marley]
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, Lord
And mi seh what a bam bam (Do it, Jay!)
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam
What a bam bam
I don’t give a God damn
I don’t give a God damn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
Yow, crowd of people–go and mind yuh business
This a hunting season
Mek I tell you hunting season
Well, I tell ya something season
Yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling season
Don’t play by the king
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh
Hear me now

Rick Ross – Triple Platinum (feat. Scrilla) (Rather You Than Me Album)

You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I’ll see my grandmother there
She’ll say ‘Great God almighty, here come my child! He must’ve got here by prayer.’
Did y’all hear that? That’s what my grandmother’ll say
She’ll say, ‘Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.’"
Versace drawers, like I’m triple platinum
Forty cars, like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Shows cost a hundred, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum
Me and HOV back and forth, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, I’m out in Cannes, Club Gotha
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness
Time for the real niggas just to really cash in
Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states
Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate
Sweat drippin’ from my fitted giving niggas chills
Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills
Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit
Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks
In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice
Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice
But I got a lawyer like I’m triple platinum
His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet
Everybody mad at ya when you’re living fabulous
Self made, mean you never out here kissing asses
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Mad at the world, but you trigger happy
Double R’s on the gates, it’s like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the pistol’s in the plastic
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum without an album sale
Three million grams, I left a powder trail
All gold Rollie, face like a diamond feel
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
Real trap nigga, live like I’m triple platinum
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
My voodoo lady still keep her couch in the plastic
Triple platinum, they hatin’, niggas alter they captions
Ten years and it’s time for revenge
Paintings on my wall a gift to my kids
Versace drawers like I’m triple platinum
Wore ’em once and disposed ’em after
Bitches fuck me like I’m triple platinum
Like Prince in that purple jacket
Purple rain, pop a Perc’ and half a Xanax
Trap star, livin’ like I’m triple platinum
These are the jewels of many gods, the secret blessings
Scripture’s written on platinum plaques, decode the message
Voice of a legend, Grammy nominated
Ramadan once a year, my sacrificial payment
Stone thrown at my Jesus piece, help me Lord
But tempt me, kill my Judas with a platinum sword
A king, but I’m punished with a crown of thorns
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
God’s child, my soul triple platinum
When I speak, it’s with the richest accent
I die for the ones that I love
All the pain, I just fill it with void
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
I seen it from afar, blessings from the Lord
When a nigga that’s so sharp, have his conscious loss
Before you buy a bottle, let’s enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let the lions loose
Retaining ownership is all I want in this
Maybe two Phantoms, a bad one that got a bone to pick
Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic
Told the detectives "Fuck ’em" and I bought a rocket missile
Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates
You not a boss until everybody at your table ate
100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money
‘Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny
Cuban links on me like I’m triple platinum
The triple beam still up in my kitchen cabinet
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
(Maybach Music)

Drake – Resolution (Diss Track) Lyrics

Intro
Ah nah
Yea
More
Free smoke
Me

Verse 1
Me niko 40
Not even close to forty
You closer to fiity
Whats why you opended 40 40
Ima young money an Ovo soulja
Cause if you ain’t been platinum then you ain’t met the quota ( I got em)
Yea and I just met Dakota
A stripper down in Miami but she reside new Orleans
Its seems all these niggas take shot at them selves
Thinking im taking shots at em take a shot for your self
Got fucked up over by the stunna he thought he can help
These contracts like Mangas only carta I felt
Wayne protégée
Outworking
HOV and Yay
6 god over yeezus no one over drake
Soft tone for ya girl like its 09
Revenge sweater for ya girl for the cold times
No ghost lines im riding in a danny phantom
Memphis Tennessee in me im like my daddy rapping
Yea … might just quite rapping this year
Just to show you niggas I can kill acting careers
I got the most hits and assists Raptors my team
Mj rap game since the Grammys are rings
Trophys trophy trophys trophys yea I deserve six
Red wang over timbs all red like a sith
Gang gang gang gang Torey lanez you lame
No resolution for these niggas im pouring champagne

Chorus
I don’t know what to do now
With All these niggas hating on me
Lord knows I been up late nights
With All these niggas hating on me

Verse 2
Ye-a
Ye-a
O-kay
Joe budden you like Joe biden
Pusha t you mista T no sold albums
I point the dot with the K my blood is cole nigga
Man we been fucking the same bitch, go figures
Two birds but you know who the stone nigga
Riri my lady so scotty go get your own niga
Seen Nicki naked so milly that shit is old niga
Turned down the rock now im really bigga than hov and jusstttt
Got that drank and that Indicud
Yea I ain’t even into cud
Talking down on the boi tryna say I ain’t the greatest we don’t ever hear ya
In the club
Ooh
Top dawg and the under dawg
Yea hit after hit all summer long
That let you know that im the greatest
Yea im top 5 top 5 top 5 and that shit is undebated mayne
Ovo sound bouta take your own town
Arena so full it feeling like my home town
Old girls calling gota keep my phone down
New niggas sneakin so I work alone

Chrous
I don’t know what to do now
With All these niggas hating on me
Lord knows I been up late nights
With All these niggas hating on me

Drake – Resolution Lyrics

Ah nah

Yea

More

Free smoke

Me
Me

Verse 1

Uhh
Me niko 40
Not even close to forty
You closer to fiity
Whats why you opended 40 40
Ima young money an Ovo soulja
Cause if you ain’t been platinum then you ain’t met the quota ( I got em)
Yea and I just met Dakota
A stripper down in Miami but she reside new Orleans
Its seems all these niggas take shot at them selves
Thinking im taking shots at em take a shot for your self
Got fucked up over by the stunna he thought he can help
These contracts like Mangas only carta I felt
Wayne protégée
Outworking
HOV and Yay
6 god over yeezus no one over drake
Soft tone for ya girl like its 09
Revenge sweater for ya girl for the cold times
No ghost lines im riding in a danny phantom
Memphis Tennessee in me im like my daddy rapping
Yea … might just quite rapping this year
Just to show you niggas I can kill acting careers
I got the most hits and assists Raptors my team
Mj rap game since the Grammys are rings
Trophys trophy trophys trophys yea I deserve six
Red wang over timbs all red like a sith
Gang gang gang gang Torey lanez you lame
No resolution for these niggas im pouring champaign
Pain

Chorus

I don’t know what to do now

With All these niggas hating on me

Lord knows I been up late nights

With All these niggas hating on me

Verse 2

Ye-a
Ye-a
O-kay
Joe budden you like Joe biden
Pusha t you mista T no sold albums
I point the dot with the K my blood is cole nigga
Man we been fucking the same bitch, go figures
Two birds but you know who the stone nigga
Riri my lady so scotty go get your own niga
Seen Nicki naked so milly that shit is old niga
Turned down the rock now im really bigga than hov and jusstttt
Got that drank and that Indicud
Yea I ain’t even into cud
Talking down on the boi tryna say I ain’t the greatest we don’t ever hear ya
In the club
Ooh
Top dawg and the under dawg
Yea hit after hit all summer long
That let you know that im the greatest
Yea im top 5 top 5 top 5 and that shit is undebated mayne
Ovo sound bouta take your own town
Arena so full it feeling like my home town
Old girls calling gota keep my phone down
New niggas sneakin so I work alone

Chorus

I don’t know what to do now

With All these niggas hating on me

Lord knows I been up late nights

With All these niggas hating on me