Search results for 'contract -ed'

Runnin on E

2Pac

Until the End of Time [Clean]

2001

I think I'm gonna bust these hoes down
Caught them runnin' on e it kind of funny to me
They know they was f***in" with me but they dumb to see

Open up fire watchin' me spy when my shells split em
Plus all them tricks and the b****es go to hell with em
F*** em they phony claimin' they homies but the foes
Speakin' on thug n****s daily while we nailing they hoes
Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation
Words known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation
Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught
Did you cry when my girl died
Put out the hit politc n****s worldwide grabbin' my dick
I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm
Throwin' gas on my enemies watchin' them burn
Call my posse, I'm shootin' up the casket take the body
Whip the corpse like a pinata and party
His last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin'

If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep

Uh, I'm from the East Side section of your area
I ain't bullshittin', corners I be hittin'
Just the morning edition, champagne, orange juice mixin'
Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission
Wall Street wolf, these lil' niggas shook
When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look
That eye contact might result in combat
My hands clean, I don't know who wrote that contract
Youngsters huntin', murdin' for hire, doin' numbers
Trade your life for a Camaro this summer
Ain't nothin' where I come from, but I come up quite different
Spittin' that zigzag, raw raps, spit shit
Major wrist get you that big bag
All the Ziploc with that motherfuckin' toe tag
But we the Taylor Gang, Jet Lyfe, us high-flyers never die
It's 20 inch BMX bikes, stomp pegs, grip pliers
Now me and Pittsburgh Slim is both post drivers
Sit by, talkin' shit about us, but you need to get like us
'Cause you know our shit is always tighter
Always flyer, we just 2009-ed you

Uh, no pain, no gain, I treat 'em the same
If it ain't my strain, it ain't in my brain
The boss, the man, nothing in between
Them niggas be gone as soon as they came
My car go fast, wash it in the rain
My chain is cold, diamonds in my rings
I get respect not because of fame
You hate, you lame, I don't entertain
My shoes, my fit, cost a little change
She was your chick, now she with the gang
Just rolled a zip, now I need a flame
Well known, it don't gotta be explained
My Benz, or I'm hoppin' out a plane
Jet Lyfe the gang, all of it the same
New crib, put our logo on everything
Plus worldwide, they know our name
That's on gang, Lyfe
Jet Taylor, smoke the best flavors

Yeah ya don't stop
In the motherfuckin house and ya don't stop
Ed Lover's in the motherfuckin house
And ya don't stop one-two, one-two
Representin Queens, and ya don't stop
Representin Ed Lover, Dr dre one time
One-two so what'cha gon' do?

You should stop rapping
You're just making noise
Imagine being 45 and still
Being called "The Boys"

This Charlie Puth, yeah, he sure is somethin'
You look like if mayonnaise
Had sex with McLovin
This is our time, so follow the leader
You're not just a wannabe
You're a wanna-Bieber that's right
You were signed by Ellen off of YouTube
Does your contract say you have
To look like her, too?
We all know your music, but let me just say
Tell me why, Charlie

Why won't you go away?

She said she want a husband, then come talk to me
If you can't follow the road, better walk with me
If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me) (yea, aye)
Yea, that's betty, betty
Tunka favorite rapper, yea, Seddy, Seddy
Baby boy, you know I'm petty, petty
Three musketeers, Ed Edd n Eddy
Pros and cons to countin' that 'fetti
Future MVP, yea, you can call me Bronny
Since a lil' kid, I was forever ballin'
Rip up that contract, weren't plannin' on signing, I'm workin' in silence
Yea, that's betty, betty
Tunka favorite rapper, yea, Seddy (seddy)
Baby boy, you know I'm petty, petty (petty)
Three musketeers, Ed Edd n Eddy (eddy)
Pros and cons to countin' that 'fetti
Future MVP, yea, you can call me Bronny
Since a lil' kid, I was forever ballin'
Rip up that contract, weren't plannin' on signing, I'm workin' in silence
I put a timer on my phone to get lit, I gotta wake up in the mornin' to get rich
Gotta work harder than yesterday, harder than other days
Worked so hard almost messed up my vertebrate
Got a hunnid, but I'm really tryna reach 100K
If you not about your business, better look the other way
Once I'm solo I can not blame nobody else
That's really why I am hard on myself
But aye, that's a grind though, we really on a time though
I would not be here right now if it wasn't for my big bro
Like aye (what's the word, that boy KY a weirdo)
Like aye that's for the birds (shh)
Please don't say no words
I'm from Arkansas, not ATL, these lil' kids don't know
But I wanna go to ATL to visit Tunka's folks
Don't hit my IG, my Gmail, don't even hit my phone
And once I get my money right, please don't ask me for no loan
(Ohh)
(I'm just tryna work on my grind)
(Mentally I'm going insane)
(Hopefully, I'm going in blind)
(I keep screaming out that's betty)
(Countin' up the money, confetti)
(Ohh, Ohh)
Yea, that's betty, betty
Tunka favorite rapper, yea, Seddy, Seddy
Baby boy, you know I'm petty, petty
Three musketeers, Ed Edd n Eddy
Pros and cons to countin' that 'fetti
Future MVP, yea, you can call me Bronny
Since a lil' kid, I was forever ballin'
Rip up that contract, weren't plannin' on signing, I'm workin' in silence
Yea, that's betty, betty
Tunka favorite rapper, yea, Seddy (seddy)
Baby boy, you know I'm petty, petty (petty)
Three musketeers, Ed Edd n Eddy (eddy)
Pros and cons to countin' that 'fetti
Future MVP, yea, you can call me Bronny
Since a lil' kid, I was forever ballin'
Rip up that contract, weren't plannin' on signing, I'm workin' in silence
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)
(If it ain't 'bout money, please do not talk to me)

You ain't in the studio with me, but want commission
And if I wanna release my art, I need permission
There's hidden agendas here we should unpack
Forgive me if I'm yakked, I'm just genuinely baff'ed
Please don't ever sell your soul, it's a trap
They want me talking online, but I put it in my raps
Looks like I'm the only one spitting facts
I'm finally free now, they hoping I relapse
No mercy
No mercy

They been hurting you
Do yourself a favor
They do not deserve you
You can't be their savior
You're only human too
Do yourself a favor
They do not deserve you
You can't be their savior
You're only human too
Do yourself a favor
They do not deserve you
You can't be their savior
You're only human too

Here We Go [Bonus Track]

Master P

I Miss My Homies

1997

featuring Fiend Mystikal 
Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X) 
Here we go Here we go Here we go (BE BOUT YO BUSINESS) 
From the south to the west to the mid to the east coast 

Verse One: Master P 
I got heroin and cocaine 
some call me the dope man a young nigga havin thangs 
A thug like Tupac 
went from cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks 
From the ghetto to the lakes 
(to the lakes 3rd ward, Caliope) 
Slangin' thangs in the hood to move my records to 54 states 
Got more work than the mayor do (mayor do) 
it stick to niggas that talk shit 
like a baller they bitch hair blue 
Got more corns than fritos 
Got more hoe's than Macys sell muthafuckin Girbauds 
Keep the muthafuckin party jumpin (uhh, bout it, bout it) 
For puttin the south on the map like Eazy-E did Compton 
Hoo-ride with these gangbangers (gangbangers) 
No Limit Soldiers, mercenary killas keep one up in the chamber 
_Got it Made_ like Special Ed 
Got more _Vapors_ than BizMarkie ever had 
After _Dead Presidents_ like Eric B. 
_Hypnotize_ the rap industry like Biggie 
Going _Federal_ like E-40 
Shock the world like Silkk, put my pockets on tilt 
Puttin fools _On Hold_ like En Vogue 
Used to slang white ice cream, now its platinum and golds 

Chorus 2X 
Verse Two: Mystikal 
Without no business 
its over for you before you get out the door 
what the fuck they gon tell you for if you don't already know 
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn 
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you gon learn 
Ain't no fuckin favors, ain't no fuckin friends 
That shit don't mix, this business 
Be bout yo paper, yo royalties or them bitches will take ya 
Make sure yo contract is escilatin' otherwise them bitches will rape ya 
makin big promises on how it's gonna be all good just and be patient 
yo album done came and gone and you stupid ass still waitin 
stackin paper off my work 
Them no good son of a bitches got me livin for concerts 
I done headlined every hole in the wall in and out the city 
Humble cause I'm gonna believe it was meant for me 
I'ma get it, makin moves but still somethin missin 
Fuck how good you rap it ain't shit without yo business 
No business 

Chorus 2X 
Verse Three: Fiend 
I could end the world with one line 
but I chose to make these hoes suffer 
Fill the voice with no muffler, I's a bad motherfucker 
Uncover, unleash the beast, dangerous from head to feet 
Can't control my rhymes, because them bitches seep through 
My teeth, so cold I heats, rising like some yeast, bake some beats 
Meltin needers off of technique and that's just when I speak 
Seek and you should find that my mind is beyond 
and y'all niggas lines behind the times of my first lines 
Shit I'm in my prime, I want it with the mic or the nine 
For mine it protects crimes to the blind (he ain't lying) 
And I ain't dying line goes the paper the chase 
P done gave me the break for me to make some cake 
still dope I cook in sake, got pretty ass hoes to bake 
that's definitely a dumb nigga lure, you want to smoke 
Cause this business makin me a weed conniseur 
Meet the have-been, one of the last men on this note 
Who want to get served by the nigga, the nerve at the throat 
You think you bad but bitch you never had 
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Fred Sanford had 

Chorus till fade 
(Master P talking) 
To the motherfuckin south (the south) 
to the west (to the west) 
To the mid (to the mid) 
to the motherfuckin east (to the east) 
To the world (to the motherfuckin world) 
No Limit, here I come whenever we want to 
September 2nd, get the fuckin world high 
bout my motherfuckin business, ha ha, 
Master P, Young Fiend and Mystikal 
Uungh!

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

It's T-Tony yeah the one and only 
And I got that Glock 17 I keep it on me
I don't have a lot of friends I don't want no homies 
And I eat Ed's Fish you eat fried bologna  

Man I swear these niggas can't control me 
Tryna turn the gshock into a Rollie 
I want floors seats I don't want no nosebleeds 
I do what I want just like the police 

Nah this aint the outro this aint the intro
All of my niggas so sinful
They totting them missiles 
Fill yo ass with lead like number two pencils
The money is tenfold 
This what we meant for 
All of my niggas like kinfolk
And we got extendos up in the end zone
Niggas they switch like Nintendo  

Niggas they switch
Tell these lil niggas I'm sending a blitz 
Niggas say swish 
I'm just being real its more like a brick 
I'm still selling fish 
And if you're real hungry I swear it'll hit 
You throwing a fit 
Cause I'm with your girl and we making a clip 

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

Ooo damn, she done put the heels on 
Drop Jack of All Tradez and I'm still gone 
Making six figure deals and I'm still young 
And I won't stop until the whole family get some 

And she don't want me to leave 
I told her that she better make just like Maybelline 
And put on for another nigga
Cause I don't had enough girl I'm really done witcha

I'm a big dawg, I'm a big stunna 
I don't really trust hoes but tonight I need 100
Yeah I got problems put em on the back burner
Waiting on the day to have kill a nigga, Nat turner 

And tell chuck that I need a custom tee 
On the front put satisfaction guaranteed 
And on the back put a foot cause I won't let em breath
Call me meditation cause I put yo girl right at ease 

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

Yeah they slept on me, mhm, tempurpedic   
And then they stuck their hand out but I didn't ever need it 
And if you give me dirty money bet you I can clean it 
And if the contract got no commons I don't wanna read it, mhm

Keep an eye on, don't lose count
She said nothin' lasts forever, keep comin' back hon
Give me hot propulsion through 150 suns
The image in my mind brings the masterpieces
Make hot feces, I like my plate hot, feast
And my theory is, E.M.V, word to my J
My achilles is livin' in a world where MC's is
Mass affected, Poseidon of rap
I can see it all happened with the raps I spawned
Citizen but I guess y'all watch
So I'll bounce 'til the miles is off
Give me a glass but I mazel tov
And one balled too hard, such a star
The energy I give off I run Con Ed
Steal money in whatever wall it's in
It's hard to sin, with my contract, it's hard to sin
So who am I to shock therapy
Phonetic, panic, dangerous, show-off, act static

Ayy, it's Zelly B, bitch
C'mon

If you heard of me, I'm Zelly B, you know I'm bout that
Go ask that guy, I always clap back
Only thing I fear is my maker, he gon' vouch that
Yeah, I'm in this shit for my own, not no contract
When we hit our mans tell the driver bounce back
If you can't get up in that car, he ain't cut like that
Niggas ain't cut like that, niggas ain't really solid
Free Ed, Edd and Eddie, yeah them niggas so retarded

I ain't even pop my shit, yeah, I'm just getting started
All this ice around my neck, shining, I don't need no polish
Dank mob got the car smelling, I think the pack farted
Tell Brody, yeah, that's my man, gon' head and pop it
I've been focused on myself, trying to better me
I can speak for myself, niggas can't compare to me
Take them back to my prime, they was scared of me
I've been hustling all my life, just come and eat with me
I just sparked this bitch up just to ease my mind
C'mon, let's go bust this watch, it's the perfect time
Stupid dummy line up this the free lunch time
Everybody say I'm up next, God given sign

If you heard of me, I'm Zelly B, you know I'm bout that
Go ask that guy, I always clap back
Only thing I fear is my maker, he gon' vouch that
Yeah, I'm in this shit for my own, not no contract
When we hit our mans tell the driver bounce back
If you can't get up in that car, he ain't cut like that
Niggas ain't cut like that, niggas ain't really solid
Free Ed, Edd and Eddie, yeah them niggas so retarded

I be staring at the breesh, yeah, cause it stare at me
I'll drop a three-pick, I get bands for free
I done fell in love with these diamonds, this bitch dance for free
Two hundred on my dash, I cut amg
Eight bands in my denim, I'm four pockets full
Mixed the drank with the fanta, this bitch take so good
Came back, bag full, think I hit a jugg
Purple heart soulja nigga, do it for my hood
Zellie B, bitch

Pearl Dad
Sendin all them shots without no fake
Im just finna swat that
Damn I thought she used the Cayan pepper the way she bite back
And Im doin hits on all these bitches im taking contracts
Baby Im contract Killin and I aint showin no mercy
I'll put some niggas outside yo house right now
And turn it to a furnace
You can ride down right now
If you think shit sweet well if that's your assertion
I don't need nobody around with a closed off mind
Man I need a nigga learning

Taxing

Special Ed

Youngest in Charge

1989

Check
Yo, on the rhyme I'm a lyrical joy
And whoever shall front shall be destroyed
The lyrical composer, I produce all legit
My name's Special Ed and yo, your name ain't
And I'm powerful in my stable mentality
Takin' MC's, yes, of any nationality
Blitzin' 'em, dissin 'em, off I'm pissin' 'em
Makin' 'em solo, dogs won't be kissin' 'em
You got taxed, face the facts
Now where's the jokes and all the wisecracks?

R.A.I.D.

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.

New Funky Nation

1990

You gotta know this one

If knowledge is power, then I'm muscle-bound
Loc'ed out as a hound, I'm not down in a dog pound
Breakin' out, MC's start fakin out
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., time to start takin out
MC's come and MC's go
For all the MC's that go is too slow for my .44
I peel em at the frontdo' 
(Boo-ya!)

"Well, when Johnny was first starting out
He was signed to this personal service
Contract, with a big bandleader and as
His career got better and better
He wanted to get out of it now Johnny is
My father's Godson, and my father went to see
This bandleader and he offered him $10
000 to let
Johnny go, but the bandleader said no so the
Next day, my father went to see him
Only this time with Luca Brasi"

I don't know when I have to come in Gus
You gonna have to signal me
Throw them fours up there
They gonna love that
The children of my section gonna love that

Broke bread in the trenches
Ligaments incoherent
Luca Brasi Story, skid is itching to hear it
Bread Winner go fly, no kites on me
Got white on me, catching
Crack sales all night, homie
Got a smoker system with a pipe on it
Got a digital scale, critical well
Niggas watching for the Bread team
Morning steak with the baked beans
9-milli holding 18
Ed Sheeran, A Team, customers awaiting
Fuck around with this shit
No prison sentence, escaping
Everyday, I'm praying
Best friends don't betray me
Young guy, really pussy
A gangster he's portraying
Mad cause he ain't me
Your girl fucking with Muk-Muk
Left jail, back to the
Kitchen, like Martha Stewart, no cookbook
My daddy made me look good
But that's not no good look
White jet screeching off, in a vault
My speakers bought
In Zion City on fourth street
Strapped by the crotch, car seat
Of course we know?

[Joe Budden]
You're now hearing hip hop at it's finest
I'm just criminal minded
The Ed Hardy with the fine fit (oh)
Track just started, no need to rewind it

[Joell Ortiz]
Me, I'm bringing fresh air back, I'm rap's heimlich
Got 'em all sick is that vomit?

Pardon my absence, needed to have a me time
Writing plans in every corner i can find being on a thin line
Out of action but kept myself on the loop
Time to bleed in LP's, born in the booth
Scratching the surface, leaving something worse than a rash
Predator vision like ed edd & eddy eyes on the cash
But these jawbreakers been a different prize, capsize
The hood already turned upside down
With wannabe be top fives trynna rise
And what we facing, tools for domination
Steady we flow we pacing
One of the realest riddims since pointers
Ball out and cut to the chasing
Scoring threes agravated, it's the 4th quarter
Two two threes and one eight seven victims severed on the track
Contract's last order
Lost verses crumbled up in notebook no such thing as recycling
Using the past are you that shook?

Gettin' It

Mase

Double Up

Come put your best to it

Come clean now, I'll send these tests to it
I should get a Nike contract the way I "Just Do It"
You know I hide be	's on it
Come on B.S. and leave on it

Get 50 grand and breathe on it
Red dot, squeeze on it, drop keys on it
Might hit a chicken and then put Cease on it
Cats get greed in war with the heat of they jaw

Somebody move wrong, I put they teeth on the floor
If they don't show you where the coke at, beat 'em some more
Make 'em see how it feel to have to eat through a straw
While I'm sittin' in the car, chick goin' to get my jar

So I greet them like the chicken they are
Said Shorty, if you ever follow me and spit a clip in my car
Tell ya now, that's like lynchin' the law
Ain't no gettin' up if I hit you

So all them cowards wanna ride with you
They either die with you, or lie cripple
Mess with me, now why would you?

Violators

The Prodigy

Violator: The Album

1999

[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want figures but never play the cut niggas

Talk mad shit but never put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet

Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this table
I'm goin' always be here, and y'all always gonna fear

The bronx making them records cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

Ho sognato che ho fatto un viaggio Sono uscito dal bando
Hai piedi avevo lv e una tuta del Paris Anche se ero fuori dal bando
Sono rimasto sempre humble Non cambio abiti, non cambio facce
Non metter maschere Voglio salire in cima

Voglio cambiare il game Ed essere a head della partita
Nulla è facile Ci sono troppi ostacoli in questa vita
Ma mi sono promesso che c'è la farò a fare il successo
Cambiare la mia vita Tengo più problemi che amici

Ora in giro ho troppi nemici Ma ancora quando mi vedono
mi dicono bella millan Che dici, dico tutto bene
Stessa routine Si va avanti, si fatica
Per riuscire a fare la bella vita Non voglio finire

Dentro come i miei g dietro quelle sbarre
Li sentiamo da fuori dire Non ce la faccio, mi ammazzo
Scusa mamma, sono un disastro Quanta gente snitch abbiamo attorno
Allo, pronto This is Millan vi fa fare il giro tondo

Ora vi racconto io e miei g Siamo sempre in West London
Non pensare che io sia tonto Presto metterò tutti questi rapper sotto
Abbiamo troppi fake attorno Mi cercano solo quando hanno bisogno
Ora che sto crescendo they are calling Me from Milan, Egypt  and London

Mamma tranquilla, grazie alle tue preghiere Sarò overseas e presto in cima al mondo
Se mi rompi il cazzo la mia fam Ti fanno due buchi la tua famiglia
Veste nero per il resto del giorno Quindi meglio se stai lontano
Da me e i miei g  oppure ti nascondo Con una chiamata tiro giù tutto il blocco

Qui sperano tutti che divento famoso Così realizzo il nostro sogno
E presto pure noi usciamo dal quartiere e Andiamo in cima al mondo
Volete fare i zanza ma sono il capo del maranza Non fate i finti gangster siamo active 7 su 7
Chiedi a YA ed a AK Che ti fanno vestiti da disquared e sopra un

Benz Vengo da un posto in cui odiano vederti in cima
But they love you when you're on the block Mia madre diceva sempre di trattare il custode
come un boss Perché tutti giocano il ruolo di impediti
from taking a loss Ma in verità aspettano di leggere he lost

Da oggi sono disposto a morire per riavere la mia vita
It should be the data just to tell you what I could be
Guess I didn't tell you who I would be Tutti vogliono a peace ma nessuno offre etichette
in peace Non sono nel gioco ne per soldi ne per fama

But I'm in the game to be away from the madama
Da oggi in poi voglio una vita sana Senza te accanto quindi stammi lontana
Your real opps got your contract But officialMillan is the person you should
contact

E' Millan che parla from the west side

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, yeah
Southside, southside
Yeah, yeah
Listen
Ascolta, bro, questo è il mio meto-
Ncul' a kitemmuort
Ho le Gumma Vybz (bleah) 

Ascolta, bro, questo è il mio metodo migliore
Se resterai attento ci puoi fare anche un milione (devi studiare)
Il processo richiede concentrazione (esatto)
Prima regola, smetti di prendere droghe (yeah)
Partiamo dalle basi, gli smart contracts
Bitch ass, vai su OpenZeppelin and get on 'em
Dopo che studi i contratti ci vuole un frontend 
Su YouTube scrivi "JavaScript", trova un tutorial (yeah)
Non preoccuparti, non serve essere proprio esperto (no-no)
Il metodo non si basa su quello 
Mo vedi come troviamo un bel progetto
E gli leviamo tutto, sono un mostro maledetto 
Vai su Github, prendi un Perc, dopo cerca Pancakeswap
Clonagli la repo dei contratti e quella del front-end 
Entra nelle repo con un IDE, tipo VSCode 
Prima cambia il nome dei contratti e dopo fai il deploy
Scegli una chain, brother ti consiglio Arbitrum
È una L2 di Ethereum e le fees sono basse (yeah, basse)
Assicurati che il codice sia pronto per il rug-pull
I contratti sono pubblici, ma qui è pieno di dumbass (yeah, yeah)
Ora che hai fatto il deploy devi copiare gli address
Vai sul repo del front-end, sostituisci gli address
Dato che ci sei, fabbrica un paio di artwork
Cambia nome al sito, cambia font, cambia artwork
Fatti un account su Vercel e mettici il front-end
Compra un dominio tipo "perctoken.cash"
Spero che hai fatto tutto questo dietro ad un proxy 
Altrimenti (dumbass), eh, non so proprio che cazzo dirti (wow)

Ops, ora devi solo farti notare
Ci sono troie su TikTok che si fanno pagare (ti fanno il video)
Se ti va bene te le puoi anche scopare
Non è un consiglio, a me non interessa faccio sesso col cash (yeah)
Te lo assicuro, è bellissimo quando fai i primi racks
Poi mi dici se era meglio prenderti le Perc
Non fare il greedy, chiudi il sito sotto i dieci K
Poi riclona tutto e ripetilo tutto il day 
Ora prendi un altro wallet da cui fare cashout
Facci un NFT di merda e piazzalo sopra OpenSea
Metti il prezzo di vendita a quanto hai alzato con l'altro 
Poi torna sull'altro, lo compri ed i tuoi cash sono clean, bitch

Shut up you been talking hours

Shit, I got barz for hours

Hella cash, fly like towers

Every day, bring your mother flowers

bro be a G, fuck VIP

rap wat ik zie plus cash wat ik zie

niet als je drinkt wees nuchter ook een g

je rookt te veel broer ben je zombie

in me osso moet een tijger en een monkey

speak less, let the gun speak

voor me jongens op vakantie

fuck de rechter en ze sanctie

ik overdrijf niet me bradda heeft een army

irritant sinds die tijden van die ed hardy

love naar me niffo maar pak me eigen kansen

zweedse klanten blijf jij maar bij je franse

geld zat dus hij laat me wachten

maar als ik slim ben blijf ik wachten

blondblond van die zachte

hij doet gierig

dus we trekken eerst die harde

als die slim is kiest ie voor die zachte

minder punten maar dan heb ik m te pakken

hoef niet te praten hij weet dat we niet takke

er is betaald ewa raad is wie toen wachtte

*Refrein:

ewa je life is nie easy

waarom zit je achter tivie

werk zat maak een civie

of houd t gewoon streetie


ewa je life is nie easy

waarom zit je achter tivie

werk zat maak een civie

of houd t gewoon streetie
*
Verse 2:

Je kan wel roepen dat je real bent, maar wie gaat roepen dat je real bent

schrijf me pokoes zonder deal men

dus ik maak me eigen deals men

V8, Geef acht

groetjes vanuit bagdad

broer ik wacht niet op een contract

pak die dokoe met een 2takt

je moet t weten ik kan t niet explainen

ik vind t goed zo, alles met een reden

haram geld, aan wie moet ik het geven?

Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball

Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball

You know the vibe baby 
Pouring Cliquot on the floor 
Hennessy in the jaws 
Give a round of applause 
For the flyest niggas in the party 
And when we in Miami 
We ain't rocking Ed Hardy 
Call the Uber X 
No need for a Maserati 
What I'm stunting for 
These bitches know my name 
Flashy or reserved
They gon fuck with me the same 
All I really need 
Is CG logo's on my chest 
Then one swift motion 
She showing me her breasts 
I bought the 42 once 
I ain't buying it no more 
I might reconsider if lil mama tryna whore 
But then again top tier 
They fall in love off contact 
Flocking to the kid 
Like I'm signing my rookie contract 
Take her to the holiday inn
If she got the bomb back 
Hitting it with no hands 
So she asking me where my arms at 
Baby girl you know a nigga 
Back on that player shit 
Messing with them players 
Girl you know how them players get

Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball

Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball
Wel-wel-welcome to the players ball

These bitches really talk
Like they forgot who I am 
Till they see me posted 
And posting some shit on the gram 
I was a little rusty 
But now I'm back in my groove 
Profits and non-profits 
We really making these moves 
Know my aura might intimidate you 
Ain't no need to shoot ya shot 
Cause I ain't tryna date you 
Tryna have a little fun 
Let me know if that's okay 
And if not, that's cool 
Girl have a nice day 
I'm tryna get my mama straight 
And put on for the city 
While I rock out these shows 
For the hoes that rock with me 
Make granddaddy proud 
Wish the mo he could pop with me 
Enjoy the black excellence 
Cities on lock with me 
Here's the number one player rule 
Make your own rules 
And never ever break your rules 
Acknowledge your wrongs 
And never ever play the fool 
Remain humble & stunt 
Do what you think is cool 
And never ever be afraid to motherfucking lose, yeah

Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
I got di heat mi know yuh seet
Yeh man di trail a blaze
Mi clean an mi cut like a razor blade
Nuh stick mi just shift when mi change di lane
Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street, fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
I got di heat mi know yuh seet
Yeh man di trail a blaze
Mi clean an mi cut like a razor blade
Nuh stick mi just shift when mi change di lane
Brand new drops fuck all a my ops
Run up a stack gyally on me and a swear she bad
Man dem in ends dem come more like crabs
They ent my frenz nah
Smoke for free sse caa dem fulla gas
Cook up di beef sink in my teeth you'd hear say mi ras
Cash in di bank cash inna bag
She want me buy har a bag
Buss inna guts call har a cab uh
Tell har don't get attached
E-syde bedford man just shell dung the globe and atlas
Might just bun off a bridge don't contact
Cashed up caa di plug don't contract
Bad gal was mi ig tap dat
Arch it up fi mi slap dat
Yuh ass nuh look like flap jack
Si dung pon mi cock like hassock pop dat kotch dat
Ay ay wull on deh pop dat kotch dat
Ay wull on deh pop dat kotch dat
Ay wull on nuh pop dat kotch dat
Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
I got di heat mi know yuh seet
Yeh man di trail a blaze
Mi clean an mi cut like a razor blade
Nuh stick mi just shift when mi change di lane
Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street, fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
I got di heat mi know yuh seet
Yeh man di trail a blaze
Mi clean an mi cut like a razor blade
Nuh stick mi just shift when mi change di lane
Wow ed a get warma anuh dat me a keep it karma
What goes around comes around two step dis drama
White ting sexy dats dovile but she move like Sharna
Mic check one two see when mi come true mi smell like a ganja farma
How can I be of service sir can i take your order
One plug one charger dat mek my stacks get larger
Back den me did a try save dem but now im not the farda
Danger deh right round dat corner im avoiding unknown callers
E-syde bedford man just shell dung the globe and atlas
Might just bun off a bridge don't contact
Cashed up caa di plug don't contract
Bad gal was mi IG tap dat
Arch it up fi mi slap dat
Yuh ass nuh look like flap jack
Si dung pon mi cock like hassock pop dat kotch dat
Ay ay wull on deh pop dat kotch dat
Ay wull on deh pop dat kotch dat
Ay wull on nuh pop dat kotch dat
Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
I got di heat mi know yuh seet
Yeh man di trail a blaze
Mi clean an mi cut like a razor blade
Nuh stick mi just shift when mi change di lane
Yo mi change di game
In a major way I
Fuck up di street fuck up di street
Yeh so mi pave di way
Ayy wull on deh

Je bhagat Singh ne gore chakte
Asi wi Dilli thalange
Payi e lokan Di ankhe jagdi
Kanun khatam karavange
Aa sale Sade budeyan Nu
Kamala chutha kainde ne
Gorment Diya chalan ne
Vapari Di ena nu gudtiyan ne
Bai vaccine de time te kanun leyaya
Jabardasti jor nal pass Karaya
Jado bangye store adaniyan De
Bangye khugu ambaniyan De
Na lain ton dardani mei
Shhidiyan iniyan hogiya ne
Es wari shakar kisan banaya
Paili kabjaon nu cold store lawaya
Rapaiye laye ne scheme Ch Kroran
Paise kamaon da bhana Korona
Mukgye khar kine bankan De karjech
Store kare munji das kede marle Ch
Lalo Jor Kadi jatt ni mukde
Padlo kataban ASI nayi Kadi chukde
Je ne sade log atanki
Hor atanki chahide ne
Nai pade likheyan nu jinna nu pata
TV Facebook te kardene gallan
Fake news da chalda e thanda
Unpad regya mitti da banda
Kathe hoke ladange sare
Sachi khabar vakhavange
Media te kothe Di Randi e
Jedi aap Modi ne jammi e
Jiden kol ni dawani fudu khaye kitho roti
Phariyanne sadkan paiyan ne kothi khali
Kismat khoti nale soti nal Chand vekh
Jive nachdea phand khurgyi khand sir phad
Akal Di thod made karma ton mod
Kamli fella Wang Media kare bud bud
Khare lang gye kinne deep jagao nale
Gao geet hune vi chawlan phare
Bina data ton capture ni honda
Market killeyan Di jankari chahidi e
Solid milugi contract farming ton
Rate tae baike AC rooman cho
Billu te jagga pind rende si
Billu ne deti company nu theke te
Jagga nai aunda kise jutti thale
Aape fasal uga EGA
Jado na Viki kale jagge Di jiri
Tang hoke gale phanda pauga
Fer wada hoke jagge da Munda
AK santali chalauga
Sarkari tatuan ne onu label dena
Aa te Khalastani e
Kisan vi Apne hak layi lad da
Mehnt karke wi kuj ni ban da
Rok sakde aa asi sare ralke
Jado kursi na raegi ta ki krnge
Tang hogye ne sare lare sunke
Mard daler Singhu Border te
Jeda wi bolda khar ode puls
CBI te ED kad dene Nuks
Mauke te jamdene sarkari gawah
Pher ki honda eda sabnu pata
Hun ena dabalai N I A
Sevadar te darj karte parche
Sari duniya Ch honde paye charche
Aaka gormint De Bethe sir phadke
Pressure kina mantri ni Mande
Ana time lokan sir phan ne
Enu Bharat kainde jithe ma
Pe dalera nu ne jamde