Cash Time Fam – Nobody

If You’re a Cash Time Fam Fan this one is for you.. Yea. Now this Niggas “Smashis” and “Da Kid X” Teamed Up to Form this Dope joint titled “Nobody”, The Beat the Chorus Everything is Juss’ on Point, Lemmie not Spoil your Mood Hit the Link Below and Download

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Da L.e.s Feat. AKA & Maggz – Heaven (Song & Lyrics)

Dedicated To HipHop and Nothin’ Else!!

Here is another Hit By Da Les & AKA and this One is Featurin’ the Nigga Maggz, This is a Tune.

Here’s the DL –>Da L.e.s – Heaven

And Here are They Lyrics to The Song Enjoy

(Verse 1: AKA)

How the fuck we go so hard/ Working all god
damn day get no reward/ Better get on your
marks, get set go/ This dough take no days off/
I put my plan in motion, your swag is broken/
These songs I’m making got this nation under
mass hypnosis/ We don’t fuck with you
assholes/ gassed up like Castrol/ More stamps
in my passport/ That’s bad news like tabloids/
Came up on that Death Row, West Coast, Bad
Boy/ I was ducking my landlord/ Looking out
for my standpoint/ I’m Sami Sosa, they catch
emotions/ Mamis lack composure when the
camera flash is open/ Paper planes get me
lifted they say Red Bull give you wings/ I can sit
you in business, a power trip, you should tip/

(Hook: AKA)

I’m fresh to death in this motherfucker/ I asked
a question, I’m in a 7/ Now can you parallel in
this motherfucker?/ I’m high as heaven… Now
bust it open/ seven eleven, I’m high as
heaven… I’m high as heaven… I’m high as
heaven…/

(Verse 2: Da L.E.S)

It’s funny how shit change with a little foreign
exchange/ bitches doing shit strange, for a
little shit change/ and niggas wanna act like,
they ain’t finna act right/ when I order my shit
though, bring mine with a flashlight/ got a milli
in my pocket and it feel so good/ with just a
little profit man the whole city shook/ But I
don’t give a fuck cause I’ma get back to it/ and
my kick-game nigga nigga sick like uhhh/ don’t
give a fuck when I’m skating these streets, and
bitches all over this motherfucking beat, that
foreign ah, legs spread – Jordan sign/

(Hook: AKA)

(Verse 3: Maggz)

Ok I can’t lie/ I’m smoked up namageng’ ami
and we roll the tenth time/ we choked up on
that good stuff and we flowing damn high/ on
beats we owning the streets and that’s no
fucking damn lie/ I know Soweto testify.
Alright, call us up cause we’re kings on/ for this
balling shit we got rings on/. New whip two
chicks with her friends in the mix/ and you
know these bitches gon’ cling on/ star-trekking
I’m Jason Statham on that bar action/ A few
shots and she’s expendable. Got her in the car
laughing like/ Athi kimi: “Maggazini,
awung’thathe s’hambe s’ye kini” ngam’ tshela
straight: “I’m too high to drive and I’m way
over my limit”/ wathi kimi: “no biggie/ let’s do
backseats and get kinky” ngathi: “K my love
you’re too cool as fuck” as I’m burning down
my sticky/

(Hook: AKA)

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