mixtape: Mayhem Music: AP3 (2012)

• Intro
• Ain't Gonna Happen
• Half To A Hole Thing
• Do It Big
• Goon Music
• Game Don't Change
• Mind Of A Grinda
• We Working
• Narcotic For Sale
• Look At Him (Look At The Bul)
• Wake Up
• Mayhem Music
• I Don't Like (Freestyle)
• Same Damn Time Freestyle
• Cash Out (Freestyle)
• Shaq And Penny
• Rondo
• I Get It In
• She Off The Hook
• Belive In A Dollar
• What The Fuck A Real Nigga Do
• God Is So Good To Me 

Intro lyrics - Cassidy

It's mayhem

Destruction, terror and mayhem

Cause ain't no way I'm a let you stop me from causing mayhem

Mayhem, like me

Mayhem Music

Ain't Gonna Happen lyrics - Cassidy

[Talking:]

Oh shit! Never. Niggas talkin bout I fell off. What? You can't be serious. So I'm about to jump in my bag, just in case you niggas forgot how I give you music.

[Verse:]

I was a kid hustlin, ribs touchin, grindin for grub

Three wings will hurt you when I'm in the hub

And a hand in the drugs, with my hand on the snub

Cause man, I'm a thug. Is you a man or a bug?

I'm back in that damn bar with my hand in the glove

On my crystal, I give a half gram for a dub

I'm workin now, got the sour kush and the purple now

I got it if you try and cop it, you ain't gotta search around

I purchase pounds and flirt around with that white chick

That white shit'll have your nose red like a circus clown

If I ain't layin verses down then I'm on the strip

I got that work flippin like some bitches in the circus now

It's like the universe and soul when our work is over

And I've got them Roxies and Percs if you try and purchase those

Thirsty hoes poppin pills like it's birth control

500 milligrams, I'm a drug dealer man

You gotta play your cards right but if you deal a hand

You could make a killin man and blow like a ceiling fan

Listen, sippin liquor's a good feelin man

I was a cognac cat, now I'm a tequila man

I'm wrapping grammes up in my son's Silly Bandz

And my pinky ring cost about a half a kilogram

I was on some livin in mama house shit

Now I'm in Neiman's, spending mortgage money on an outfit

I clean my jewels with the shit you clean your mouth with

Either Crest or Colgate, success is my soul mate

You so fake, I'm the truth, not a pretender

I've got one liners niggas with Alzheimers remember

And I can fight but even a ninja could get ingureesd

So I keep the hammer on me like Thor from The Avengers

I'm like a superhero, you's a weirdo

So I get you robbed like De Niro

When you say you hustle birds, that get on my fuckin nerves

Cause you ain't never fucked with them birds, you like a scarecrow

My weed green but got orange hairs though

And it's real strong like that man Samson when his hair grow

I put in years yo, years ago

You could barely flow, so prepare for your burial

You hear me yo? Cause I'm the illest alive

You want my title? Then you must be suicidal, nigga willin to die

I'm still on my job, I ain't retired nigga, I'm fire, nigga

You say you hot, the stop singin to the choir nigga

I'll still eat you up, I ain't on a diet nigga

You could get your ass chewed quick like fast food

The last dude that tried to body Cass

Got every bone in his body smashed and thrown in a body cast

I kick somebody ass like karate class

Be cash, jumpin in his Jet Li bag

If you owe me cash, I'm grabbin a ski mask

And the Glock, you in hot water like a tea bag

I don't need a G pass, I go where I wanna go

Cause I could rumble yo, and niggas know my gun would blow

I'm undefeated, fightin murder cases, I wanna know

It was a setback but you gotta respect that

Before I took 10 steps forward, I had to step back

If you doubt that I'm a step up you've got me F-ed up

I'm still regretin all the chicken that I messed up

But still start spendin the chicken soon as the check cut

I'm dressed up, snap back and a fresh cut

Guess what, my flow so sick I should go get checked up

Cause I'm real ill, feel where I'm comin from?

I'm in an Escalade, rims taller than my youngest son

I just bought another gun

If you talk stupid, I'm a start to shoot it

And I put that on my other son

I'm not pressed to catch another case

But, you a son of a bitch and I say it to your mother face

But the bull rhymes got the best lines

But this next line is an oxymoron, niggas love to hate.

Feel me nigga? I'm from Philly, nigga

Still reppin my city, nigga. I just hustle in another state.

You motherfuckers fake, I can't fuckin wait

To see you, confront you, then punch you in the fuckin face

[Talking:]

I mean... there's a big difference between what they do and what we do. (Mayhem Music!) (Damn that shit was dope!)

Half To A Hole Thing lyrics - Cassidy

A lot drugs get sold, I just got off parole

But I'm on a stove, tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Nigga I'm a goon so I'm in the kitchen whippin' with the spoon

Tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm whip whippin' tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm in the kitchen tryna turn a half to a whole thing

The stove lit, I'm tryna turn a half to a whole brick

I'm tryna hop in the new car and out my Whip

I'm tryna get my cake up, break up with my old chicks

They go get a model and make her swallow the whole dick

I'm not gay but I fucked with some homo chicks

I give a whole dick, 'bout long as a polo stick

I'm a true G, with that Gucci & polo shit

If I ain't in the YSL T, it's LV

Drinkin' purple drink, and that purple stink you smell me

On hell tree and get high as David Chappelle be

I'm half baked, cuttin' up on a glass plate

Tryna make a fiend OD, half to a whole Ki

A lot drugs get sold, I just got off parole

But I'm on a stove, tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Nigga I'm a goon so I'm in the kitchen whippin' with the spoon

Tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm whip whippin' tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm in the kitchen tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Yo, I'm tryna turn a half to a whole one

But I'll let you hold some, empty out the whole drum

First I choke you out like Mauricio Showgun Rua

Then hit you with the rugger, that ain't no fun

You don't want a war, you a young boy I'm your old gun

You took your whole style and I'm the nigga you stole from

You damn thief, I'm a knock off your damn teeth

I keep the pipe but I don't street fight like Zan E

You a bitch, when you piss you sit on the damn seat

I'm tryna get a thousand grams cheap so my fam eat

I'm a hustler, I could sell sand to a damn bitch

But my coke look like it got cooked in some damn bleach

A lot drugs get sold, I just got off parole

But I'm on a stove, tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Nigga I'm a goon so I'm in the kitchen whippin' with the spoon

Tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm whip whippin' tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm in the kitchen tryna turn a half to a whole thing

I take the coka, a pirex bowl and some baking soda

Whip it and give to niggas that hate bein' sober

The wait is over, nigga I'm takin' over

I'm back on my bullshizzle, I ain't gonna bullshit you

I'm the boy known to pull pistols

And that's the truth too, I'll shoot you and the boy witchu

I've been official ever since I wrote my first rhyme

Been a problem since our first signed with the boy swizzle

Back in 2000 they was like – you wildin'

I had the greatest flow over a decade ago

Your latest flow ain't better than my old shit

That why I cass' tryna turn a half to a whole brick

A lot drugs get sold, I just got off parole

But I'm on a stove, tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Nigga I'm a goon so I'm in the kitchen whippin' with the spoon

Tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm whip whippin' tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Half to a whole thing, half to a whole thing

I'm in the kitchen tryna turn a half to a whole thing

Do It Big lyrics - Cassidy

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that we riddle to middle man that didn't do didly

Let's get it popping like a GUN

I hustle cause I'm tryna bubble like GUM

The kid do it big like PUN

Cause I'm nice like PAC with the PEN

Let's get it popping like a GUN

I hustle cause I'm tryna bubble like GUM

The kid do it big like PUN

Cause I'm nice like B.I.G. with the PEN

Rest in peace Big Pun, free remmy

You're not that tough. Stick to the script

If you act up you're sliced with a knife and I'm payin' the dudes, call me tax cut

For them racks you get snatched up

For that cash shot, get your ass shot like a bitch with a flat but

I'm in the kitchen cutting crack up

We up the ball, track more crack than some lips that's jacked up

I'm tryna shine like lip vime

I'm not tryna get time but I commit crimes, I'm tryna get mine

When I was 16 my dream was to get signed and spit rhymes

Mean 16's, nothin' but sick lines

Make my neck, my pinky and both wrists shine

Buy mad whips and stay on a bad chick's mind

I'm just grindin', my dream came true

But things wasn't the same when that cream came through

Plenty things came through, our triple B came too

It's like if you was on my team then you'd see change too

Yo I spared no expense when my team came through

So everywhere I went, yea my team came too

If there was drama I'm the nigga that the team came to

Cause they know I'm not sane, I got a box game

I got a ox game and the mean ain't 2

But my team let the things and the jeans bang too

We all together, if I fall we fall together

Cause we all ball together, this a team game too

We've seen sunny days and we've seen rain too

But whatever weather we get, we've got cedar to give

Bein' broke is just something I could never forget

Now that I'm fly I can buy shit I never could get

I'd've done some shit in life that I'da never admit

But some shit would happen in life that you could never predict

No, I was never a trick but I spit cedar on chicks

Cause most hoes rather have cash instead of the dick

No, I was never of blood, I was never of crick

But I've always been a gangsta, I was never a bitch

I don't think you ever heard a rapper better than this

I'm so great I hold weight like a pregnant bitch

'Bout to go in labor. I'm a pro, niggas know I'm major

No one can save ya. You might as well swallow a razor

And kill your damn self. Cause when I write I make the pen in my hand melt

That's why I got the damn belt

For real cash real bad for your damn health

All your rhymes pre-recorded and sound pre-historic

He mad my mom ain't get my aborted

Cause to battle me would cost him his life

I'm like: can he afford it? Not at all dog

Get your skull cracked with a bottle of alcohol. You soft like a cotton ball

Before I squeeze the HI, take the stocking off

And let you see my face before I pop it off

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that in the middle of little littly

Little that we know that we riddle to middle man that didn't do didly

Goon Music lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Fred The Godson)

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Boomed by the fact when they back to the goon music

We track from june to june, it's goon music

I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

I'm a live it up and bitches is get fucked

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Fuck how cats feel when I make crack deals

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Cats gonna get pilled and cats gon get killed

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

This goon music, dope on the spoon music

Casper showin' his ass, that bad boom music

Bananas, pistol whip with the hammer

Then put a scar on your face like Tony Montana

I'm grindin', runnin' through snow like Santa

That's why my diamonds clear like a iPhone camera

If you don't like what I'm doin', fuck it! I'm goin' hustlin'

Get chicks like I'm tryna pull a groined muscle

I'm on the block knockin' pooray off

That's why I but like a border took his tope off

I've got pills you could order boy

And I got that water boy, my street get that Bobby Bushay off

Dog, my dick and my nut sacket washed

I'll put your bitch face in my lap and your top like a Macintosh

I'm a grimy cat so I hate your bitch up and then get my dick sucked on tiny chat

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Boomed by the fact when they back to the goon music

We track from june to june, it's goon music

I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

I'm a live it up and bitches is get fucked

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Fuck how cats feel when I make crack deals

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Cats gonna get pilled and cats gon get killed

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

We got clappin', I turned it to T boss chick and press sleep with that Mag 10

Rappin', just somethin' that I'm good at

Fish scale while got somethin' you can look at

Gram V, I brand thee Ray J, the bitch never fucked with a G now she met me

Gina, hopefully you'll get it

You connect, you spoke to me, I'm with it

Forget it, I've got the flow of an old timer

I forgot you, I was nice all summers

No co-signer, Cassidy said goon music, don't lamas, y'all want no drama

I sing grace still through your 50 hat

No cable bill. When it's show time, I cinemax

Whoever you send at me, I'm a send him back

Whether it's rappin' or clappin', know how I get with that

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Boomed by the fact when they back to the goon music

We track from june to june, it's goon music

I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

I'm a live it up and bitches is get fucked

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Fuck how cats feel when I make crack deals

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Cats gonna get pilled and cats gon get killed

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

It's probly nobody nice as Cass

So the radio should be bumpin' my ass like a dipper rash

I'm sippin' liquor, would you like a glass?

I'm 'bout to light a bag of fire and get higher than the price of gas

The coke good but the price is bad

I'm touchin' keys like that bitch in the courtroom that be typin' fast

I'd like to aks if life was fast and you'd live the fast life

How long you think your life would last?

Grab a knife, stab stab, slice yo ass

Fuck a fight, a knife would cut your fuckin' life in half

I'm on one, you fuckin' with the wrong one

I'm short but I've got a long dick and a long gun

I'm with this chick that got a long tongue

The bitched in but getting in 'til the fat lady sung some

This chick crack, you gon be higher when the song done

Where the problem and Fred the Godson get the boss from

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Where all the goons that listen to goon music? (right here)

Boomed by the fact when they back to the goon music

We track from june to june, it's goon music

I talk big bucks, big cars and big trucks

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

I'm a live it up and bitches is get fucked

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Fuck how cats feel when I make crack deals

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Cats gonna get pilled and cats gon get killed

I'm livin' the goon life, listen to goon music

Game Don't Change lyrics - Cassidy (feat. 50 Cent)

[Intro: 50 Cent]

My niggas sell dope

Play the block with it

My niggas sell dope

Play the block with it

[Hook:]

Ay everybody broke, that's a damn shame

That's why I chain smoke, tryna ease the damn pain

Instead of star folk or get in the dope game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

You gon lose, you don't know the rules to the game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

[Verse 1: Cassidy]

If your sleeping on cash, your ass better wake up

I sold this shit that made the fire heart beats break up

I'm 'bout to get my cake up from this white bitch sniffin' white jizz, powderin' the face without make up

Air max and the snap back over the shape up

Look niggas, I've got shook niggas to shake up

Call the apes up, get you duck taped up

Fake fuck, you be paralyzed from the waist up

Wait up, I've got my weight up, your family gon have to set your wake up cause you were never waked up

Rise and shine. It's true the music industry will rob you blind so get a job or grind

And every bitch lie sometime

But your bitch told me that she never had a dick the size of mine

I get so high I can't open up my eyes sometime

Or stay with guap, I play the block. I've got pies to grind

[Hook:]

Everybody broke, that's a damn shame

That's why I chain smoke, tryna ease the damn pain

Instead of star folk or get in the dope game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

You gon lose, you don't know the rules to the game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

[Verse 2: Cassidy]

If you forgot that I was hot you'd better start to remember

For the chicken get the ego of the hark up in you

I ball cause I play the block like a startin' center

I'm in the mood to have calamari and shark for dinner

I'm from a hood you have to have a lot of heart to enter

A lot of bodies gonna fall before we start to win it

I got that good dope, heroin and good smoke

Comin' out the trap ho, smellin' like crip coop, brook

Broke people look rich, rich people look broke

Some good folk, life ain't gon end on a good note

If you need it then I got it for sale

I've got the product for sale, a narcotic to sell

I've got pounds of Arizona and exotic to sell

I've got that kill vacuum suit I need to stop and to smell

You ain't even gotta inhale or catch the damn smoke

That sour will have you high off of second hand smoke

[Hook:]

Everybody broke, that's a damn shame

That's why I chain smoke, tryna ease the damn pain

Instead of star folk or get in the dope game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

You gon lose, you don't know the rules to the game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

[Verse 3: Cassidy]

I get rich, when the dope flip it's gymnastics

And I could make your bitch disappear, my dick be magic

Trust me, it's static and I get the baddest bitties, pretty with big titties and big asses

That's why in highschool I skipped classes to get changed

Or get brain like the nerd your big glasses

I stab niggas, grab triggers, kick asses and spit acid at your bitch asses

[Hook:]

Everybody broke, that's a damn shame

That's why I chain smoke, tryna ease the damn pain

Instead of star folk or get in the dope game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

The game don't change, no, the game don't change

You gon lose, you don't know the rules to the game

Cause you could change the players but the game don't change

We Working lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Chubby Jag)

Yeah, yeah, let's go

I go by the name of Cassidy the hustler

And I got my boy Chubby Swag Jag with me

Larsiny Family

And we always on our job man, we working

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

I'm quick to choke, I hit the smoke

And cough like people that catch a cold

I just left the stove, cooking rock

It look like the snott thata mess your nose

We Eskimos, my chest is cold

And my neck is cold cause my necklace's froze

Messy hoes, I can't mess with those

If I mess with hoes, then they sexy hoes

The basic clothes, I'm making money

Try to take it from me, that Dezzy blows

You already know what my life like nigga

Hey, you ready to go night night nigga

Both my left and my right nice nigga

I whip your ass if it's fight like nigga

I'm a boxer, that wear boxers

But you want my cock in them tight whites nigga

You only trap on the mike type nigga

Never sold that crack in real life tight nigga

I call the squad, they all arrive, and you horrified of this fright night nigga

You have never been hard in your life type nigga

You the type that like your clothes tight tight nigga

I'm a type of nigga that's gonna ride

I'm always working, I'm on my job

I got the working, I'm doing my job

How much is you buying boy?

You know how it work when you got that work that they be dying for

I'll be in my back, I'll be spazzing, I'll be murking

Every person I'll be rapping on the track cause I'm working

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Look chumpy I'm for certain bout killing

Bring the curtains out

Funny how my reputation boosting, who they churpin' 'bout?

We wavy homie, surfing out

We broke then we lurking out

Yeah that bitch that working bend

Tell her it ain't working out

Know we got that kush on deck,

Prices high I might go higher

Can't deal with no snitch I aim those clips

Cause I don't like no wire

All that grilla just gonna get you wet

So please don't light no fire

You gasing up, we masking up

Jason F, Michael Meyers

Grinding cause we broke, not cause want to

It's what we have to do

All about a mill, swear I eat like I don't have to chew

And I know all about head, I get a lot, I cracked a few

Call me Daddy Bars, I'm on that sun shit, that Makadoo

Oh you said you broke, I just hope that you ain't lying hoe

We know all that moola ain't worth the price of you dying hoe

Understand our pain, yeah we from the slum we hurting

Yeah we swertin', ain't no faking in home my apron on

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Narcotic For Sale lyrics - Cassidy

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

I'm the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale

Listen, my trap game and my gat game is phenomenal

I still got that Phil Donahue and that Madonna too

I done did a crime or too, been to prison a time or too

Listen, if it's drama I'm a show you what the lama do

I spit, cook crack and I'll put that on my mama too

You remind me of a comicker comic view

You's a fuckin' comedian, put a slug in your skull

Spray blood on the wall like I'm fuckin' graffittyin'

You need red cross cause you did suck off

I pop your damn led off and knock your damn head off

I've got 2 whores in the 2 door with the head off

Chill homie. You mad cause my wheels chromie?

And I got enough on me to cop another will homie

I'm a winner, you ain't even eat dinner, you still hungry

I got real homies and homies that's real phony

So fuck how niggas feel, I'm keepin' my steel on it

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

I'm the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale

Look, yea I'm the truth boy, white lie

I stay around goons, why try tilt hey got by

T2 fly by, we gon stay on drive by

Peach cobbler colored jet cause I make the pods fly

Could smell that sour dolly when my niggas drive by

Use to move the nigga bags hand in hand, high five

Chubby, the shorty rounds will make your head rock

Red daughter shot a nigga body down, head shot

Mad poppin', gunnin' boy. See you niggas runnin' boy

Put the work in the streets. How the fuck is we unemployed?

Boss used to know me nigga. Bringin' cash home, get my blast on

With the mask on like a goalie nigga

Poppin' with a style you can't steal, you niggas ain't real

Mean nigga, lookin' at the key nigga, Hank I'll

Paint your whole house red, I deserve a paint deal

Freddy Kruger fucki 'em niggas dreams, I'm what you can't kill

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale

I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street

I've got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap

Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale

I'm the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale

Look At Him (Look At The Bul) lyrics - Cassidy

I only wear my clothes once. Same day I get some more

Had Nike semi snickers way before they hit the store

(Look at him) Nothing less, nothing more

I'm hopin' out the coup I spent about a hundred for

(Look at him) I've got a house by the shore

And a condo on the tip of the 11th floor

(Look at him) Niggas look up to the bul

And chicks wanna hook up with the bul, look at the bul (Look at him)

I had to switch my language

Robin Lichstal cause I'm rich and famous

People keep tellin' me the streets is dangerous

It is what it is, man I keep mine stainless

My new Ranger's awfly gorgeous

I'm your damn landlord, you payin' the mortgage

The ball rich, you point like a sawfish

Just (look at him) the bul is bullshit

Yea, I had to switch my accent

I'm rich like the late great Mr. Jackson

And I don't think the police could stop me from trappin'

I'm getting rich on the strip making tris actions

Selling crack, that's what's cracking

That's why pockets' fat like rerunning that's what's happening

Real crap, I speak the truth when I'm rappin'

These other cats killers in the booth but they bangin'

I only wear my clothes once. Same day I get some more

Had Nike semi snickers way before they hit the store

(Look at him) Nothing less, nothing more

I'm hopin' out the coup I spent about a hundred for

(Look at him) I've got a house by the shore

And a condo on the tip of the 11th floor

(Look at him) Niggas look up to the bul

And chicks wanna hook up with the bul, look at the bul (Look at him)

I had to switch my slang up

Sign a new record deal, step my game up

It's like the media be tryna fuck my name up

But I remain famous, ain't shit gon change us

I just got the new watch and step my chain up

Swampin' in the rain, tryna step my aim up

Lost any family, we fuckin' the game up

Yup (look at him) that may give him chame up

Yea, I had to switch my style up

You want a hot verse then I'm the person to dial up

Your ringtone rappers ain't hot enough or got enough

Plus, you might've got shot before but ain't get shot enough

At times you ain't got enough rhymes so you out of luck

My money but I still grind like I ain't got a buck

Ridin' in a coup but your roof ain't got a cut

My hand mark, yea I'm raw start cockin' up

I only wear my clothes once. Same day I get some more

Had Nike semi snickers way before they hit the store

(Look at him) Nothing less, nothing more

I'm hopin' out the coup I spent about a hundred for

(Look at him) I've got a house by the shore

And a condo on the tip of the 11th floor

(Look at him) Niggas look up to the bul

And chicks wanna hook up with the bul, look at the bul (Look at him)

Wake Up lyrics - Cassidy

The hustla

Man, these niggas is sleepin' on me

Like I don't know what the fuck I'm capable of but I'm about to wake these niggas up

Like I don't know what the fuck I'm capable of but I'm about to wake these niggas up

Wake wake up! It's time it's time to grind

All you niggas that was sleepin' on me, rise and shine

Wake up wake up cause line for lines

I'm the best so if you sleepin' homie, rise and shine

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! Wake up!

Check it. I feel disrespected

That's why I am talkin' reckless to all of you narcoleptics

Get cut quick, debug, 50 I eat your breakfast

But you respect it, you fake as the necklace on your neck is

You scared to death, you hit the neck, you're disconnected

Forget the paramedics, get the homicide detective

Cause I wish you was dead and you got a death wish

Breathe easy cause I could easily leave you breathless

I'm restless, I never sleep in the bed

You got plenty of time to sleep when you dead

If you keep sleepin' on me I'm a creep in your crib

Wake you to suffocate you with the sheets on yo bed

They was sleepin' on the kid 'til the song dropped

But they want me to walk when the song stopped, this song – an alarm clock

You bad baby, this song hot

And they ain't gonna stop til the fat lady sing the song up

Wake wake up! It's time it's time to grind

All you niggas that was sleepin' on me, rise and shine

Wake up wake up cause line for lines

I'm the best so if you sleepin' homie, rise and shine

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up!

Let's hit it, I'm 'bout to go ballistic

And every cat ass in the business could get to business

I'm the hardest, I'm just getting started, you niggas finished

My flow so sick, I should take a trip to the clinic

You went on MTV cribs with a crib that's rented

You borrowin' the Bentley and you leasin' them Benzes

I spit the most punch lines, I should go in the Guinness

I'm in the kitchen whippin', coke flippin' like it's a gymnast

And all my jury is expensive

You would think you lookin' at my diamonds through some magnifying lenses

I'm a menace to society, Glock by the appendices

Swear if I get anywhere near you, I'm a end you

Tear you out the frame when I'm gangsta firin'

When a fire comin' out the iron, got me perspirin'

Look, if you put a pussycat in a lion den

It would get cute up, I'm 'bout to wake you dudes up

Wake wake up! It's time it's time to grind

All you niggas that was sleepin' on me, rise and shine

Wake up wake up cause line for lines

I'm the best so if you sleepin' homie, rise and shine

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! Wake up!

I think I had too much Henney to drink

Cause I'm startin' to feel higher if you start to feel tired

Then get a five out of energy drink cause I'm still fire, fuck what my enemies think

What your life like? Anything I write nights

You ready to go night night, infrared beam is your night light

I'm hustlin' to get my weight up again

I'm goin' in until I sleep and never wake up again

Wake wake up! It's time it's time to grind

All you niggas that was sleepin' on me, rise and shine

Wake up wake up cause line for lines

I'm the best so if you sleepin' homie, rise and shine

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! They sleep, they sleep, they sleepin' on me

This niggas is sleepin' on me, they'd better stop sleepin' on me

Wake up! Wake up!

Mayhem Music lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Chubby Jag And Arab T.G.O.P)

It's that shit right here

Dollar bill dreams

My nigga Jag, Cassidy

Chubby Swag Jag

Mayhem Music nigga

Cassidy, the hustla

And I've got my man ARAb, top goon of Philly

DJ Thorough

It's Mayhem Music

Look, on my mama he a basic chillin'

Heard he in the streets, he dealin' flip more, Rick the villain

Big chief, I be smokin' in my TB chillin'

My little goon just caught a body but at least he killin'

For show the nicest part bullets rip your spine apart

Ice got me drawning, niggas clowinin'. Watch us clumb the charts

Oh yea, I grind with sharks. I was with 'em last night

Come to things, I'm the one they come to with the glass pipes

Stackin' on my stacks just so I can get my cash right

While with the coka, runnin' miles on my mass pipe

But I don't double them. I don't got a Maybach

Soon as niggas spend I'm thinkin' what niggas could make back

Hit up Abby, I sent him 2, he send me 8 back

Gorilla, where my apes at? I'll rock you nigga asap

Niggas is jokin', somebody told me makes back

Well, tell me where the cake at. The jews and the safe at

The train, A clap. I'm ridin' with fats that don't slip

You talkin' out the side of your neck, blaw

My whole team workin', I come for the cream cousin

We see you fakin', I see you straight like I'm mean muggin'

Yea, I'll be bustin' in my sleep like I'm dream fuckin'

The smoke comin' out the barrow like a steam oven

I'll be rippin' the pipe hard, the stiff in the rod

That's why my trips to the night, yea, I be shippin' the blocks

I'm mad happy, I'm filled with punches, I'm Jag happy

Couldn't cut it in school but now I'm stab happy

And now I've got the bad bitches getting mad at me

Everything cost, gotta pay me just to grab at me

Got to the bak and the teller throwin' bags at me

Car lot, got the car, dealer throwin' Jags at me

We on that new shit, rain man in the booth seat

Work in the trunk like a roo sip, we too thick

I'm runnin' like bad tiers, been workin' on mad tier

Jag fired, got the Family Guy on, it's Quagmire

Nigga I'm scorchin', I'm past fire, lava land

I come from south central, the home of a lot of champs

I got a camp that I roam with and you got us amped

My name been up in the streets like I got a stamp

I'm too hot with the blue rocks in my diamond bag

We buzzin' like hornets, I'm ballin' out in my Cayman back

Yea, I'm getting the best A's from some essays

Fuck my niggas workin', they grindin' til all their debts paid

Believe me, you could get greezy like fresh wades

Run up on you, pull a gun up on you long as my left leg

Y'all folk would get your jaw broke or your chest cage

I use the Gillette blade to cut you like a fresh fave

I'm always on my job, I never get no rest days

I'm sittin' on the yolk like a fresh laid nestle

I just cop the watch with the guap that I've just made

The racks C through like my watch got X ray

And I'm a sex slave for punta on cunta

Kent 8, I'm str8 like 6 o'clock but you're Bengay

I don't know how them other men play, I've gotta get guap

So I'll be chopin' them plots like I'm a sensei

Comprende? My clientele order quarters

I could make that white bitch swim in some boiling water

And I've got your chick open like a C section

Giving me neck and she don't have no gag reflex

You'll be tricking 'em bitches, I'm having free sex

My homies like remix, every night a freak fest

She a freak with some double D breasts

I'm fly as a pterodactyl, she eat the meat like a T-Rex

Fuck the BS. I'm movin' that Ryan Seacrest

Grindin', shinin' like a diamond, VVS

Yea, I'm on the strip to the packet bong

Lookin' for a nigga I could empty out the ratchet on

I clap the drone on the same strip that I'm trapping on

Big kids get that in the same hits, they hat is on

I got a lot of diamonds and a lot of platinum on

Cause I rap and I made this track that I'm rappin' on

These rap cats I be snackin' on

Fuck it! I'm cold blooded. In the summer time I need a jacket on

Cats is dron, I'd better get Lucy Lu

I'm wearin' shoes, a Gucci belt and some Gucci shoes

I left this groupie with a coochie bruise

And a red ass cause I had trash with her coochie coo

Kiss my back side

I just bought a coup and made the back seat give the roof a piggy back ride

And the pink change colors like a kitty cat eye

That's crack nigga, cause I'm the shit like crack litter

It's a rap nigga

They say money make the world spin

I'm at the Louie store, spendin' like a whirlwind

And put your RA cryin' 'bout a girlfriend

I'd rather get the pyrex and drop your end

I get straight to the pussy, no foreplay

I was sittin' in jail for a short stay

And let that nigga show up on court day

I'm a show him a moon in broad day

AK street sweep, no duff pan

Cut grams, play the corners like a cut man

I left school, used to hang in the hookie house

I dropped all N word and pulled the cookie house

Big money, gotta count for 3 days

White girl, I make you drop like D Wade

Perk Lee, Sour D, you're the pea haze

I had your girl tell me I've got 3 legs

I be with goons that take lives

10 stacks to the ground when I shake dice

Bad bitch in the car, that's straight dike

Fat ass with jaw like a great white

Night horror, move it all on the late night

20 large in my drawer but I could take flight

I'm in LA, I'm a Road Runner

So fuck lap, I'm getting burned for the lil numbers

I'm a rich taker, I get big paper

I've got a Mag 32 for my brick playaz

Or EA's just a set and I'm the dictator

20 grand is a bet and that's shit paper

I took a brown paper bag to the car lot

Drove off, red Jag and his hard top

I carry big guns thata make a car stop

Give my young'un 9 soft and get a mall shot

I used to walk around with hoes in my snickers

Now my block move night hoes in my sleep

Rolled from the streets and live in the line of fire

Pull up, bang on 'em, stock myer

I got nigga thata bring it to your mom homes

Hidin' in the bush, 30 shot, 9 off

So what your life like? I showed you what mine about

Sellin' weed, rock bricks, I took 9 out

I get guap, I was raised on a drug block

I'm a goon, I keep a mass in the glove box

We was poor, we didn't get to eat our grub hot

Now I'm at the car lot with a drugnot

Mayhem Music

I Don't Like (Freestyle) lyrics - Cassidy

Don't like like, don't like like

I'll snatch somebody, stash it at the pole light

Don't like like, don't like like

I'll fish somebody, stash it at the pole light

Street crackin' 'em fake raps

That's the shit I don't write

I'm not a fake cat, I hate rats

That's the shit I don't like

I'm not a snitch, I hate that

That's the shit I don't like

And I'm not a bitch, I play with that

I stay strapped, I don't fight

We fuckin' G's, I hustle weed

I touch the keys but I don't type

I've got a wife but I fuck with chicks

Like suck the dick but bitch, don't bite

Fuck the shit, you might fuck with chicks

But if you suckin' dick then you fuckin' gay

You a fuckin' bitch so these kids should buy you a fuckin' gift for Mother's Day

I had to jump in since them kids was ran and closed the other way

So don't get shit criss crossed

You get pistol whipped if I'm pissed off

All the shit that you piss off

You can't name a song that I don't kill

There's not too many rappers that don't squeal and that's the shit that I don't feel

I'll snatch somebody, stash it at the pole light

I'll fish somebody, stash it at the pole light

Sneak this other, bash it at the pole light

Don't like like, don't like like

I'll snatch somebody, stash it at the pole light

Don't like like, don't like like

I'll fish somebody, stash it at the pole light

Same Damn Time Freestyle lyrics - Cassidy

Wearin' Polo, wearin' Gucci, at the same damn time

Gettin' head, eatin' coochy, at the same damn time

Smokin' cush, smokin' solid at the same damn time

Sellin' hall, sell Impala, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

Countin' money, twistin' green, at the same damn time

Drinkin' liquor, sippin' lean, at the same damn time

If y'all try to rob be, got to shoot me first

The gun is under my Gucci shirt

The ball of G, I got a hoe with me

And she keep the heat in her Gucci purse

I got dough to give, yea yours to flip

And I might throw the dick in this groupie first

I like the bitch cause her coochy squirt

I'm a hit it, I'm lickin' that coochy first

Chicks like me now and they wipe me down

I might go buy a Free Bruce Lee shirt

I'm a pipe it down till that coochy hurt

I'm a hit but I'm gettin' that coofee first

I'm on the strip with that fish scale

This row, we call that sushi work

A closet full of that (Gucci)

Li-like the anklets in our Gucci verse

I I I sling bricks they can't flip

The same shit that got pookie murk

I'm a G but not on that gang shit

That's the same shit that got tookie murk

I'm a gang star like Guru

With the seaman freezed that's true blue

You cheatin' on your boo boo

But your girl cheatin' on you too

I said I wanna fuck you, boo

And she said I wanna fuck you too

But all you can do is give head tonight

Cause at a red light I'm like soo woo

I I I ain't gotta front

It's a lot of things I want

So I'm grindin', t-tr-tryna do a lot of things at once

Wearin' Polo, wearin' Gucci, at the same damn time

Gettin' head, eatin' coochy, at the same damn time

Smokin' cush, smokin' solid at the same damn time

Sellin' hall, sell Impala, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

Countin' money, twistin' green, at the same damn time

Drinkin' liquor, sippin' lean, at the same damn time

Yeaaaaa

Cassidy

Lost and you found 'I'm

Shoutouts to Chubby Jag and A R Add

Yeaaaaa

I'm back on my bullshit

And some of you niggaz act like y'all forgot about the pressure I was applyin'

So I'm about to refresh your memory

I'm 'bout to drop the hottest mixtape on the street

Mayhem music

It's about to get ugly

Feel me

Pissed of avenger

Bangers in the air

This for the niggaz that love bars, love real rap, love hip-hop

That shit ain't died cause there's niggaz like me still alive

Niggaz that could still buy the ship

And that's exactly what I'm about to do

Stock body and shit

I'm a buy these mike beats, off these niggaz beats

Whatever motherfuckin' beats I feel like jumpin' on

I can even buy this shit acapella

I don't even need no motherfuckin' beat

Y'all niggaz know you're scared of me

Stop frontin'

Y'all know you're afraid of the shit I be bringin' to the team

Cause every time I get in the motherfuckin' booth

I spit bars to embarrass motherfuckers

Feel me

Pissed of avenger

It's about to get ugly

I'm rapped out man

Scream at me

Peace

Cash Out (Freestyle) lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Jag)

Let's go!

[Hook:]

Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper

Keep the dutch full of kush and keep a cup full of vodka

My closet got more sneakes than a foot locker

And every day I stuff my face with steak and lobsters

Got a kilo on my wrist bitch I'm cashin' out

Got a kilo on my neck yes I'm cashin' out

Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper

Keep the dutch full of kush and keep a cup full of vodka

[Verse 1:]

I'm high that's why I be in my zone

Grams of that grand daddy I be getting stoned

This chicks are damn, daddy why you never call my phone?

Don't you kids got a damn daddy bitch leave me alone

I'm not tryna hear your problems, I've got problems of my own

Like mixing syrup with ciroc and mixing mollys with patron

If you fuck the first night then I might probably take you home

And if you swallowing the pipe then you could probly get a loan

You could owe me but you gotta blow me like a saxophone

'Cause you wasn't with me rappin on that microphone

Bitch, you need a lot but you don't think a lot

'Cause you drink a lot and smoke weed a lot

But I can tell you don't read a lot

'Cause you're talking stupid you need to stop

Just call me when you need the cock

And I'll call you when I need to pop

I need the gwuap so I need a chick

That Don't need shit she just need the dick

The weed get lit til' I'm passing out

Bitch I'm about to put another classic out

I'm spazzing out, I'm not a has been

I get the cash in then I'm cashin' out

[Verse 2:]

Louie's got the grams but still we gotta heat 'em

I'm a pill it if you say that I'm a deal your wrist watch

I'm a chill it, I'm a make you niggas feel it

If it's lookin', I'm a grill it, told you niggas I'm a kill it

Jag keep it real, chubby pocket swole up

The whole know as soon as we roll up

I'm like roll up, a ho hold up

Cause these bitches out tonight, they know us

They lean on me, they, they called up

They stand around cause we poured up

I'm turnt up like so what

Shit movin fast but I'm slowed up

She loose loose, fat'o thang like Bruce Bruce

Fuck nearly she assed out

Cause we rackin' up, Yup we cashed out

Chubby

[Hook]

Shaq And Penny lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Chubby Jag)

Y'already know huh

Flyest fat niggas you know

Chubby, Lost and Found, T Dot what happenin'?

Let 'em know

I've got heaters maxin' semis, come to hoes I'm mackin' many

Come to cash me the cash, I'm stackin' plenty

Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny

Yep, just call 'em Shaq and Penny

Talkin' guap, we stakin' plenty

Yea we ballin', Shaq and Penny

I've got heaters maxin' semis, come to hoes I'm mackin' many

Come to cash me the cash, I'm stackin' plenty

Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny

Yep, just call 'em Shaq and Penny

Talkin' guap, we stakin' plenty

Yea we ballin', Shaq and Penny

Ok, Chubby Jag on that new shit

Homie true shit, I'm too sick

I'm on point like a tooth pick

If there's beef you can call me Ruth Chris

Ha, yellow stones with the blue mix

Whole rack for my new kicks

Station wagon my old ho

That new Jag is my new bitch

I'm ridin' 'round and get lil brain

Cause I'm walkin' 'round like I'm too flamed

Got me in the leave with a new game

So just fall back, you too lame

My kick game so sick at home

I'm walkin' 'round like Liu Kang

It's my, I spend it

I'm walkin' 'round like 2 Chainz

Real nigga you starin' at

Can't beat me with no fake look

A thousand hoes wanna fuck subby

They like a nigga, no Facebook

On the taker just one time

So we lookin' out for the one time

Cold kid, I got dumb lines

I'm eatin' up like it's lunch time

Hustle hard like it's crunch time

My new song, made a theme on it

New strap, got a beam on it

Purple juice, I lean on it

Any nigga wanna say somethin'

You best believe that I'm callin' out

Getting work off like I'm callin' out

Shaw and Penny, we ballin' out

I've got heaters maxin' semis, come to hoes I'm mackin' many

Come to cash me the cash, I'm stackin' plenty

Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny

Yep, just call 'em Shaq and Penny

Talkin' guap, we stakin' plenty

Yea we ballin', Shaq and Penny

Purple lean, I'm juiced up

Purple haze, great good stuff

I'm with this chick that I scooped up

I'm fuckin' and chuckin' the dudes up

I'm in the coup with the roof up

Cause I'm too stuck and my eyes red

Before my bred, I clap gats and that snap back when you guys here

You'd better listen to what I said

When I talk, all ears

I push the rock like Rondo

But shoot shots like Paul Pearce

I'm on my job all year

My diamonds break cause the rhymes are right

I'm tryna write, I'm kinda short

Spendin' all my money, I'm buyin' 'em high

When I'm on the mike I'm kinda nice

So I'm a blow like dynamite

Her vagina tight, I'm a pimper man

Chicks like me, no Instagram

I've been the man, ain't shit switched

And I get chicks, they lick dick

I'm a twit pick the swallower and show it to all my followers

That's the way your baller play

Jag shakin', I'm hard away

Gucci belt and some skinnies on

Polo shirt and some panties on

I'm a spend til the Benji's gone

Don't you ever compare me to them

I'm so fly and I'm so high

My eyes lookin' like Jeremy Lynn

I've got heaters maxin' semis, come to hoes I'm mackin' many

Come to cash me the cash, I'm stackin' plenty

Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny

Yep, just call 'em Shaq and Penny

Talkin' guap, we stakin' plenty

Yea we ballin', Shaq and Penny

I've got heaters maxin' semis, come to hoes I'm mackin' many

Come to cash me the cash, I'm stackin' plenty

Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny

Yep, just call 'em Shaq and Penny

Talkin' guap, we stakin' plenty

Yea we ballin', Shaq and Penny

Rondo lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Decypha)

As we continue on...

Cassidy

Featuring DeCypha

Let's go

I'm 'bout that, niggas know the motto

You can it cheap homie if you know who I know

'Bout to make it rain, get your poncho

Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo

Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo

(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo

I'm known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

Couple racks, nice whip

Blood would droll roll like a night stick

I'm talkin' shots, I'm talkin' lando

I'm a star, blue chip

Bangin' that Rosay, money make you come

Say your head dumb? Well bitch come give me some

Catch me in the club where them bottles pop

My goons packin' more metal than Robocop

No pat downs, we pass security

So we can be a whole lot of fulerie

I see a bad chick, I'm on the pronto

She'd better be a 9, Rondo

I'm 'bout that, niggas know the motto

You can it cheap homie if you know who I know

'Bout to make it rain, get your poncho

Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo

Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo

(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo

I'm known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

I'm ballin' like Rondo, I'm on the grind yo

Tryna make a dollar out a nickel and a dime yo

That money on my mind yo, large car smaller than the condo

I put that on my mind yo

If it's beef I left the 9 blow

Stay with the Heat like Alonso

Change your name to John Doe

I could I could box and I could rhyme so

When I rhyme yo you hear a bunch of punches like the combo

Yo you city cats and I'm here to rob your scary ass

I wear the mask and ask where the cash

If your pockets fat like your hairy ass

I was grindin' white from line kill pipe to airy abb

You could tell them grindin' by the yella diamonds

From now on call me canary Cass

Ain't no bitch with me, plus I got a click with me

And my click strapped, big gats

Big max, Mickey D

In this world you can't get shit for free

So I get the key and then whip the key

Bag the rock the pass the rock

Nobody got more assists than me

I'm 'bout that, niggas know the motto

You can it cheap homie if you know who I know

'Bout to make it rain, get your poncho

Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo

Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo

(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo

I'm known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

I Get It In lyrics - Cassidy

Sayin what's up

Lost in the family

[Hook:]

I get it in, I get it, it get it in

I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in

I was in the hospital when I've done been in the pen

So If they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I get it in, I get it in, I get it I get it in

Get it in, get it get it in could get it in

A hustle is a hustle, the hustle never end

So if they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I'm on probation, tryin' not to break the rules

Got guns I've never shot I'm tryin not to make the news

I ain't got 40 acres in NU but I'm cool

I got cake I don't need the couple acres in the pool

My bitch and never break up and she hate to make a move

But she know that I'm a mat like the makeup that she use

I just fuck this cake up on some jewels

My diamond jello like the uniforms that the Lakers use

And for your information let's make some clarification

I'm the best and got checks like a Twitter verification

I inspire myself if you a boss you should hire some help and then fire yourself

[Hook:]

I get it in, I get it, it get it in

I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in

I was in the hospital when I've done been in the pen

So If they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I get it in, I get it in, I get it I get it in

Get it in, get it get it in could get it in

A hustle is a hustle, the hustle never end

So if they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I'm on probation so I'm tryin to take it light

Ran trains on bitches, you was tryna make your wife

I'm chillin I ain't tryna take your ice

I leave you with your chain on bring on I'm tryin take your life

Burglary, burglary, emergency, emergency

I took the top off, my car need brain surgery

I got synonyms metaphors, upper beliefs

I give respect even if he death your boy heard of me

No exaggeration you the press still tryna find the road to success

I had a navigation.

Ayo you fucking up the game Cass

That's why my new watch full of blue rocks, I named the dame dash

[Hook:]

I get it in, I get it, it get it in

I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in

I was in the hospital when I've done been in the pen

So If they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I get it in, I get it in, I get it I get it in

Get it in, get it get it in could get it in

A hustle is a hustle, the hustle never end

So if they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I'm on probation tryin not to catch a case

But I'll probably bust a second nut before the second date (wait)

If we ain't have sex, I slept with da heffer face so

One way or another, I fucked your baby mother

Brother, I wiped my pipe off on your baby covers

So they never played together, but our kids live together

Yew! We all still stay together

We never made cedar, never got pay together

Did you mix out on purple and haze together?

Any and cope vodka and lemonade together

I get it in so I gotta admade for ever

This a record I could hear getting played forever

[Hook:]

I get it in, I get it, it get it in

I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in

I was in the hospital when I've done been in the pen

So If they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I get it in, I get it in, I get it I get it in

Get it in, get it get it in could get it in

A hustle is a hustle, the hustle never end

So if they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

You gotta get it in

No matter what you do, you gotta g-get it in

If you don't get it in I don't fuck with you

Pause. I mean I am cool with a lot of motherfuckaz

I mean I'm cool with niggas that track, niggas that rat, niggas that act

Construction workers, electricians, cable guys, mail men

I'm cool with niggas in college

I'm cool with niggas that do a lot of different shit

I even fuck with this little nigga that don't do nothing but roll dutches

But that nigga dutches me nice as a motherfucker, he get it in

If I fuck with you gotta get it in no matter what you do

You gotta get it in man

[Hook:]

I get it in, I get it, it get it in

I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in

I was in the hospital when I've done been in the pen

So If they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

I get it in, I get it in, I get it I get it in

Get it in, get it get it in could get it in

A hustle is a hustle, the hustle never end

So if they don't get it in I don't fuck with them niggas then

She Off The Hook lyrics - Cassidy

Millions love 'er, wanna I get 'er all alone

But when they call her number they can't get 'er on the phone

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch

But when they hit 'er up she ain't never pickin' up

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

Damn this chick is beautiful but she be actin' unusual

And I'm a true thug so boo love is somethin' I refuse to do

I'm through with you cause who is you?

Boo, I can't even Google you

You fine as hell but I'm cute as you

I'm just tryna know like a cubical

Every time I dial your number I can't even get through to you

Bitch, what the fuck did I do to you?

I'm not the dudes that you used to screw

I could never get used to you

And you can do what you choose to do

But you get on my nerves, you's a bird – hocka doodle doo

Millions love 'er, wanna I get 'er all alone

But when they call her number they can't get 'er on the phone

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch

But when they hit 'er up she ain't never pickin' up

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

A lot of weed and alcohol, I got the drugs then drop the all

I popped 'er off, took the condom off

She mop me up til my cock was soft

She saw me in the shoppin' mall

Like where you've been, I said knock it off

I hit you up but you ain't pick it up

Stop actin' like you never got the call

You off the hook, look why's you playin' 'round?

What? You tryna play me now? Why you actin' all crazy now?

Remember when I laid you down and you begged me to stay around?

Threaten is somethin' you can't do so why you actin' all brand new?

Millions love 'er, wanna I get 'er all alone

But when they call her number they can't get 'er on the phone

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch

But when they hit 'er up she ain't never pickin' up

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

Telephone man, there's something wrong with my line

When I dial 'er number, I get the click every time

I would stop callin' but she Halle Berry fine

Bobby like a Kardashian. Why the hell she not answerin'?

I'm the man, word is bomb. What's going on? I don't understand

Every day I'm with another chick so I guess this chick wants some other man

Fuck it man, I need to put this phone down

Cause she off the hook, you hear that phone sound

That's why I'm callin' her phone now

Millions love 'er, wanna I get 'er all alone

But when they call her number they can't get 'er on the phone

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch

But when they hit 'er up she ain't never pickin' up

Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

Belive In A Dollar lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Jadakiss)

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow

They believe in the money, they believe in the dollar

I've been spendin' plenty money, that's the reason they swallow

If she's strippin' I'm tippin', if she lickin' I'm trippin'

If I pay she gotta play, that's the friggin' tradition

I'm a nibble on the nipples then I'm lickin' the kitten

Then I'm sliddin' my dick in, hittin' the switch in position

Yea the canvass is rollin' and the pictures is flickin'

Cause we makin' a movie, I... cate on her booty

You I'm chasin' a Gucci, I ain't chasin' a groupie

Put my snake in her coochie then get some face and I'm Gucci

Spit my dick in 'er mouth, ge-getting some scoff

Then I'm kickin' 'er out like bitch get out my house

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow

Yo I'm either on Patron, Siroc the hay

Plenty pot, I be smokin' like the top of the chimney

And I'm probly on the Mali, I be poppin' too many

And the M6 drop make the top to your semi

Kiss in the fam and then Duane DaRock in the Bentley

I be hustling, stuffin' every pocket with Benji's

I brought a couple bucks, brought a slurp with me

And she 'bout to give me top and then hop on the jimmy

Yea sir, I'm 'bout to molest her

Rid up all the sheets and go in there balls deep

I spent a couple dollars, I can't be called cheap

If she swallow tonight then we even all week

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

They believe in the dollar, that's the reason they halla

After she swallow tonight she be leaving tomorrow

I tell honey let me hit and I'll give you the check

Money and sex is connected like your nipples and breasts

So I gave 'er some bread and she gave me some head

It was official so I called 'er miss Michuaness

Now she callin' my phone like I miss you to death

I'm like I can't say I miss you but I wish you the best

After I gave you the sex I gotta give you rest

Cause I don't you catchin' feelings, that could get you depressed

Yea, I was gettin' your text, I got your BM2

But I got a lotta chicks, I gotta see 'em too

Boo, I'll screw your sister and your best friend too

That's what I meant to cause that's what grown men do

They believe in the dollar

What The Fuck A Real Nigga Do lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Chubby Jag)

Chubby Swag Jag

Larsony family

Brother this crazy right here

This what real niggas do

Pack a gat, clap it too

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I stick dick in chicks you never knew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

We ride for the niggas in your crew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

Get in and bring your niggas through

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I'm a real nigga and I'm a real nigga too

Spit that real, spit that true

And what the fuck a real nigga do

I'm a real nigga and I'm a real nigga too

Eat and let your niggas chew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I've got grams of white, that Vanna White

Get a tan of white if you can stand the price

The ice in my watch is rocky, bright like paparazzi camera lights

Bitch I grip that hammer tight

If cats ever try to rob me dog

I'm a probably clap my shotty off

The gat I pack is my bodyguard

Dome shot get bodied dog

The chrome pop and your body fall

I'm cold but my nose ain't snotty y'all

I'm with a chick, tits bigger than a volley ball

I'm a probly break somebody jaw

One punch and this over with

Jump up to punch with both my fists

Like both your eyes and bust both your lips

I fucked both your chicks and they both was thick

I had both my hands on both their tits

They had both their hands on both my nuts

I made both the sluts deep throat the dick

I got coke to flip, I'm movin' drugs

You using drugs you smoke the shit

I was broke as shit till I moved around

Then move the pound like who smoked the shit

Got a half brick of that coke and shit

Got a whole slab of that dope n shit

I push weight than my back is sore

What the fuck is y'all boys strappin' for?

You pack the gat, you never clapped before

What the fuck is you wastin' that ratchet for?

You wack and you never spit crack before

You cats is weak so what you keep rappin' for?

Pack a gat, clap it too

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I stick dick in chicks you never knew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

We ride for the niggas in your crew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

Get in and bring your niggas through

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I'm a real nigga and I'm a real nigga too

Spit that real, spit that true

And what the fuck a real nigga do

I'm a real nigga and I'm a real nigga too

Eat and let your niggas chew

Is what the fuck a real nigga do

I run the point, nigga I'm pass the rock

Feel so out of this world from the outer space but I ain't no astronaut

Can a nigga come and cook jab if a bitch look bad you know I had the pop

Grab a Glock. Just in case a nigga wanna hate and I had to blast a shot

Yea, told everybody this nigga don't play

Known to call shots, tell the nigga ok

Stabbed in the pussy, you nigga so gay

My eye on the throne, no Jigga no Ye

Now chill, you see a nigga though

Probably why the haters wanna steal a nigga show

You got that dirt and I got that work

If a nigga need a job betta let a nigga know

Chubby, yep, I do this easy ho

You don't wanna see me get greezy ho

Oh you think you ballin' ha?

Got the boy feelin' like jeezy huh

Real and you better believe me ho

Make the ball work like a sissy ho

I'm out block anything, go with the ho

Get your bitch took like Yeezy ho

Hope you niggas know, nigga getting' dough, Mr. Hityourho

Girl popped, nigga wanna shot, nigga hit the flo'

My plot nigga dumb hot niggas flip the nose

I don't wanna talk about bars I be spittin' those

Man I thought you niggas knew

Since I'm here you nigga through

Fuck with him and his niggas shoot

That's what the fuck a real nigga do

God Is So Good To Me lyrics - Cassidy

Cassidy

Man, in my lifetime I done did so many things

Been to so many crazy places

Made so many mistakes

This definitely a blessing that I'm still here

I could definitely be in a different position

Everybody had to take something they ain't wanna take

And make decisions they ain't wanna make to get their numbers straight

In life you've got to be patient but it aitn fun to wait

The grind a maraton you gota run but don't run in place

I wanna take advice from someone who won a race

If they got food for thought of course I want a plate

You give a man a hamburger he gon want a steak

Why people hate showin' love but they love to hate?

This world a mess yo, I need to drink some Pepto

Cause I done seen some things that'd make your stomach ache

I come from a place where nobody good should be

But I'm good cause see, God is so good to me

I've got friends that got killed, that I'll never see again

And got friends in jail that'll never be free again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)

I got family that died, we will never talk again

Your friends paralyzed that'll never walk again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)

I've made my mark in the street, played my part in the street

But I'm still here, I could be deceased or in a wheelchair

Yea, I hear Christ talk when He speak

So He bless me and protect me when I'm walkin' the street

Yo the devil in disguise, he be stuck in a week

You gotta read about the market of beast

Illuminati, I ain't tryna catch a body but I walk with the heat

If you try me homicide be putttin' chalk in the street

I never realized why they say talkin' is cheap

It's expensive when your co-defendant talk to police

Regardless if I'm walkin' in peace or crossin' the line

God good all at a time (yes, He is)

I've got friends that got killed, that I'll never see again

And got friends in jail that'll never be free again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)

I got family that died, we will never talk again

Your friends paralyzed that'll never walk again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)

The devil's still pressin' me, bills still stressin' me

A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' the berg

Yea, I sold some grams. I was determined to own some land

When I see a homeless man sleep on a curve

Reason why I'm speakin' these words is so

You ain't gotta go to church to hear somebody preachin' the word

If you ever read the scripture before

You could develop your own relationship with the Lord

Yep, stay prayed up in politic with the Lord

Cause people could pray for you but they can't pray FOR you

If you stay faithful and stay loyal

God will be there every day for ya

I've got friends that got killed, that I'll never see again

And got friends in jail that'll never be free again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)

I got family that died, we will never talk again

Your friends paralyzed that'll never walk again

That's why I thank God cause that could be me

But God's so good to me (yes, He is)