Reppin' (feat. El Trapo)

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Jule

Yule (also called Jul, jól or joulu) is a winter festival historically observed by the Germanic peoples that was incorporated into Christmas during the Christianisation of the Germanic peoples and in the modern period is celebrated separate to the Christian festival by adherents of some new religious movements such as Modern Germanic paganism. Scholars have connected the original celebrations of Yule to the Wild Hunt, the god Odin, and the heathen Anglo-Saxon Mōdraniht ("Mothers' Night"). The term Yule and cognates are still used in English and the Scandinavian languages as well as in Finnish and Estonian to describe Christmas and other festivals occurring during the winter holiday season. Furthermore, some present-day Christmas customs and traditions such as… more »

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(Jules made the beat, hoe)
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
2 Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
F*ck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Raised by the strap, I'm a son of a gun
Raised in the trap, so I ain't scared of nun'
Did 7 figures and I still wasn't done
Made like 2 Mill', I haven't won
Gotta get back on my grind
Cause I ain't never stop, ayy
I suit up, I stand on shit
Y'all see through like a fantom is
I'm on the grind, that's how I live
I get on beats and I murder them
I got a cut, like a surgeon trim
Real parts, high life, I play with Franklins
Y'all be acting hard, but you fake, I'm positive
Everything I make is positive
I'm scared like Harry Potter is
My level tall like a monument
I'm signing Jesus shit
Y'all got a Messi bed
I signed a rapper, for you said
That's how you live, unfortunate
I just signed a ten thousand deal
It feels like it's permanent
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
2 Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
F*ck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless

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