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Trae Tha Truth - I'm On 2.0 Lyrics Ft Big K.R.I.T., Jadakiss, J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B, Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Bun B & Mark Morrison



Trae Tha Truth just released an upgrade to his song now called "I'm On 2.0". This is like the biggest collaboration track so far this year. The original featured artists are freed to give way to new connections with highlights of J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Tyga and B.o.B. Also the others go hard like Big KRIT, Jadakiss, Bun B and Gudda Gudda. It was headed by the chorus sang by Mark Morrison.


New I'm On 2.0 Lyrics from LatestVL. "I'm On 2.0" video recorded by Trae Tha Truth is located above.

[big krit]
today is the day i get out on my feet
remove them chains, they shackled on me
press my love, stop f-cking with them hoe in the club
cause the same mother f-ckers are the ones that got me stuck
tryna you me up 'til my tank gon' eat
then leave me stranded, scrambling in these streets
for a dollar a day until my pockets is straight
soon as you move out the hood them niggas highly fake
make 'em swallow the base from the...
i rather be a dead man than a nigga
i rather roam chrome rims than the swisha
i gotta make moves, i can't hang with ya
they used to be the fly shit back in '95
but now i own a crib and a car i can drive
and ain't nobody out to help me cause i'm grown
gotta leave them childish games alone
nigga i'm on

[trae tha truth]
i’m in the hood still praying for a piece of fate
i know he on his way i’m hoping he don’t make it late
i’m up the bat, i just hope i make it to the plate
i’m babe truth you can tell ‘em i’m one of the greats
used to shoot for the stars now my aim lie
i’m the truth nigga something that you ?
a thousand watts aint a thing that i can’t shine
it aint a wrist or a chain that i can rock
tell ‘em i’m on something like city lights
i used to be out they sights, tinted like city nights
now a nigga be city to city on plenty flights
you can tell ‘em i put on for my city in plenty fights
tell ‘em i aint gon lose they heated like i’m a ?
i’m bout to throw ‘em in this drop with no ceilings
so i can fail ‘em?
pull up on the bike same colour as the phantom
and jump out on haters just to tell ‘em i couldn’t stand ‘em

[jadakiss]
i’m on top of my game yo, the og
grand daddy kush, cocaine flow
i’m about that cash not that tango
head shots, dump a whole clip in ya kangol
claim to be a real nigga we know you aint though
i be in the hood, all the places you can’t go
visuals, you can see the pictures i paint yo
residuals, i just put it all in the bank yo, it’s pitiful
hoes only after your bankroll
stay off the phone, watch out for the plain clothes
yeah i rep my set, i aint in the gang though
i protect my neck i carry the thing yo
i’m on the same shit that the boss is on
do it for those in the feds, up north or gone
i’m on a winning streak. i done got my losses on
it’s ironic cause even when i’m off i’m on
yeha i’m on

[j cole]
i'm 'bout to cop the porsche
eternally greatful for the support
made the cover of the source
flashback to the... the city of no remorse
where they shooting back and forth like they playing horse
may the force be with you
bullet hit you
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you bleed and i bleed with you
mama please when you grieve damn i grieve with you
it's a preview i see you in the summer
my new shit dumber, i'm on

[kendrick lamar]
life at the bottom is devastating
you're hardly ever debated
the party is obligated
by suckers that wanna be you
and never live with the matrix
and never ever related to struggle and dedication
your hustle is nominated
anonymous then you faded
the promises that a victory left you surely awaited
they vomited everytime that a rapper's annihilated
just wish them happy belated
f-ck you i made it, i'm on

[bob]
tokyo to amterdam denver to l.a.
minutes turn to hours and hours turn to pay
the days turn to nights but the nights never change
it's funny how time is money used to be a turn of phrase
but now it's company policy i'm no spokesperson
no tricks no gimmicks no coercion
and they say bob man it's good to have you back
but i say i have been here where the fuck have y'all been at

[tyga]
thinking how pac lived at 22 thats ’93
i was four now i’m 22 on tour
one two shots of my life, barely hold on
but i’m drawn to this feeling of adrenaline
with mic’s on, lights on, and they gon’ applaud
young nigga, versace, young nigga they never seen before
and they gon watch me, wanna copy shit that i got on
i’m too fly, i aint got a flaw
tell the law we above the law
god bless amen, every lost soul
and the group so good went solo
globe trotting, now i’m blowing up like an afro
nigga thought you knew what i do
rolling through ya area, double rr coupe
penthouse level, now we only party on the roof
bitch i’m a rebel so i move how i wanna move
last king ymcmb

[gudda gudda]
used to run around the hood picking honeys up
now i’m doing shows around the world picking money up
used to be slept on like a pillow
went from trapping in a rental to rapping on instrumentals
now its money in my mental
and women get sentimental huh
it’s cause the flow is sweet as a pack of skittles nah
yellow, gold, yellow diamonds in the middle nah
stand up nigga, i was never known to sit down

[bun b]
when the world spins around and around on its axis
... flip from town to town with the package
stuffing bills and pounds and browns in a mattress
sending clowns underground for practice
the fact is everybody wanna be the king with the crown
but never in the battle when the drama goes down
easy to be the boss from behind the wall
but be gon see who really goes down when it’s time to brawl
cause you gotta be careful of the image you portraying
you gotta show love to where you from all day
and when the going gets rough
dont get to going from the ?
put it down for your people
know the land know what i’m saying

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Trae Tha Truth Ft Big K.R.I.T., Jadakiss, J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B, Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Bun B & Mark Morrison - I'm On 2.0 Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song Information:
Title: I'm On 2.0
Artist: Trae Tha Truth
Length: 5:03
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip-Hop
Producer: Cyfyre
Featured Artists: Big K.R.I.T., Jadakiss, J Cole, Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B., Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Bun B, Mark Morrison

Jae Millz - Green Goblin Remix Lyrics Ft Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Lil Twist & Cory Gunz



The boys of Young Money Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Lil Twist and Cory Gunz unite for this brand new remix of Jae Millz's "Green Goblin". It's all about gettin money.


These Green Goblin Remix Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. Green Goblin Remix video recorded by Jae Millz is located above.

[Hook]
I got money, money my problem (Le'Goo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin'
Never. ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money
Ugly, ugly, Green Goblin

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Song Information:
Title: Green Goblin
Artist: Jae Millz
Length: 3:16
Type: Remix
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip-Hop
Producer: Jahlil Beats
Featured Artists: Tyga, Gudda Gudda, Lil Twist, Cory Gunz

Kid Ink - Sick Em Lyrics Ft Cory Gunz & Gudda Gudda




Kid Ink goes hard in this sixth track from his debut album "Day Dreamer". This new song is titled "Sick Em" and it features Cory Gunz and Young Money rapper Gudda Gudda.


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Sick Em Lyrics by Kid Ink Daydreamer

Song Information:
Title: Sick Em
Artist: Kid Ink
Length: 4:11
Type: Full
Album: Day Dreamer
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Cory Gunz, Gudda Gudda

Lil Wayne - That's What They Call Me Lyrics Ft Gudda Gudda



Lil Wayne - That's What They Call Me Lyrics Ft Gudda Gudda

Brand new Young Money collaboration called "That's What They Call Me". It is not known yet if this track will off Lil Wayne's Tha Carter 4 or maybe an upcoming mixtape.


These That's What They Call Me Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. That's What They Call Me video recorded by Lil Wayne is located above.

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don’t love them hoes, f-ck that p-ssy till its aching
Pass a bitch like Troy Aikman
Man, gangsta’s don’t die, gangsta’s go to Vegas
We don’t need no navigation, we go where the money takes us
Muthaf-cking fools, like the first of f-cking April
I aint never been a p-ssy, have you ever been in p-ssy
Thats so muthaf-cking good, feel like a treasure in a p-ssy
I’m a shovel in a p-ssy, or devil to them p-ssy
Spill the champagne on them p-ssies
Yeah, same shit different rest room
Stop playing, I turn ya chest into a flesh wound
Ha, you would never guess who in my guest room
Now they saying “just me Tune!”

[Hook]
Tunechi, that what they call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you’s a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
in my momma name…guns in my momma name
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
I’m smoked out, I’m by myself
Bithc, I’m a king no matter how the cards are dealt
It’s Young Money or it’s take money
Long hair don’t care, call me jake sully
Pay me or pay for me
I tell em hoes stay on ya toes, ballet for me
Momma pray for me
Goons spray for me
I have em bring me your head on a tray for me
Cut the brain raw, p-ssy ass n-gga I’m at your chest like a training bra
Tune talk that shit that rip straight through the kevlar
Pull a bitch over, dump his ass in a reservour
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Real n-gga repertoire
Add five or six blunts to the head, it helps
Reportin’ live from the top of the food chain
We eatin man, now what my name?
Tunchi, yep! That what they call me man

[Hook]
Tunechi, that what they call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you’s a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
in my momma name…guns in my momma name
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

[Gudda Gudda]
Gudda Gudda, double G, it’s all the same
The game aint never been the same since the Carter came
And I stay high bitch, fly like the largest plane
You Captain save a ho, cuffin like a sargeant man
Duck tap eon the handle of my pistol n-gga
And I don’t spit no more I drool like a retarded man
Shawty on my lap, watch me pump pump up the party man
Dont you hold a grudge cause your bitch chose me, I’m sorry man
Young n-gga with old school, game like an Atari man
Thats your ho callin’ man
I’m Gudda Gudda bitch, thats what they call me man

[Hook]
Tunechi, that what they call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you’s a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
in my momma name…guns in my momma name
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name

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Song Tags
Title: That's What They Call Me
Artist: Lil Wayne
Length: 3:41
Type: Full studio version
Genre: Rap Hip Hop
Featured Artists: Gudda Gudda

Lil Wayne - YM Salute Lyrics Ft Lil Twist, Lil Chuckee, Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz, & Nicki Minaj



YM Salute Lyrics -: Lil Wayne Ft. Lil Twist, Lil Chuckee, Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz, & Nicki Minaj

Almost complete Young Money gang singing in this song (well except Drake). The song is all about their gang, Young Money and this is a bonus track off Lil Wayne's "I'm Not A Human Being" mixtape.


These YM Salute Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. YM Salute video recorded by Lil Wayne and Young Money is located above.

Better strap up your boots
beofre they start to shoot
than do it for the troops
it’s young money salute
it’s young money salute

[Lil Twist]
Yeah, uh
so sick with the flow
yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist
been a pro way before Romo or T.O
no wetting cowboys to a piston
A.I no wallace your kids getting demolished
I’m booking on your suckers like Im just leaving college
but smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
it’s YME nothing gets inbetween us

[Lil Chuckee]
Tell Wayne I’m going in like somebody bout to bury me
in this rap game nobody could ever bury me
thats why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I told my team I got us man it’s all on me
like volume 2 BG I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my (?)
everytime I’m on the track it’s ransom
can’t find us anymore it’s random
when Young Money come through you netter salute us

Better strap up your boots
beofre they start to shoot
than do it for the troops
it’s young money salute
it’s young money salute

[Gudda Gudda]
Hey I solomly swear if it ever go down
you aint never gotta call me cause I’mma be there
lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shelltoes
strapped like velcrow and this we running hell no
and truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
you ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
cross YM and the hem will make a movie
we all we can be, respect the army and salute we

[Jae Millz]
Yeah, Young money army we marching
we coming forward no warning
we got these boys running like forests
so salute me like a general
first place never last
always on top and I’m a cheif like a seminol
got the game in strangle hold no letting up
you can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up
knock knock let us up, young money applaud me
and we’ll take the game out your hands like a joy stick

[Nicki Minaj]
I’mma need my badges and my ribbons
maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn’t given
everything that I’ve given, I swear I’ll never give in
just look at what I’ve been in and this is just the beginning
I d-d-d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls
blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe
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but we shoot shoot shoot em up, camoflauge me,
cuz young money is the Navy better yet the Army

Better strap up your boots
beofre they start to shoot
than do it for the troops
it’s young money salute
it’s young money salute

[Lil Wayne]
Commander in chief
One hand on the World, one hand on the brief
I stand on the World, b-tch I stand on the peak
Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now thats G
Don’t ask me about sh-t but money
F-ckin’ right my money long I got that 10ft money
I get it fast when I get to the money
When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running
I meant feet, I’m in deep like wet p-ssy
I’m a purple heart proven war vet rookie
You can’t even sit next to me
Now bring money or death to me.. or don’t step to me
Now don’t step n-gga, march with me
To the steps of the card building
Like ain’t we God’s children
I know at all times God’s feel me
So I play my part until the war kill me
Salute or shoot

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Song Information
Title: YM Salute
Artist: Lil Wayne
Length: 3:22
Type: Full CDQ
Album: I'm Not A Human Being mixtape
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Twist, Lil Chuckee, Gudda Gudda, Jae Millz, & Nicki Minaj


Waka Flocka Flame - Young Money Brick Squad Lyrics Ft. Gudda Gudda

Young Money Brick Squad Video & Lyrics by Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Gudda Gudda

Very hot collab from Young Money rapper Gudda Gudda and Brick Squad rapper Waka Flocka


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[Verse 1 - Waka Flocka Flame]
I said my necklace - iced out
My left wrist - iced out
Waka flaka, best stay out my lane because im thugged out
Niggas gettin drugged out
You know what my clique bout
Hit em wit a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin lights out
Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool out
Ballin this year i aint gon stop until i wild out
Wild out wild out gudda gudda wild out wild out
Wild out waka flaka wild out young money bricksquad young money

[Chorus]
Young money brick squad (2x)
Young money (3x)
Brick squad
Young money brick squad (2x)
Brick squad (4x)
(repeat)

[Verse 2 - Waka Flocka Flame]
Gudda waka flacka heyyy
For the cash ill wrap a nigga ass up
Run un up in his house jim carrey style masked up
We the new wu tang the new no limits
The new NWA whats up snoop n dre
Cant forget eazy e ice cubes on my neck
Fuzzy screamin waka waka bitch i got that check
I dont needa flex but i gotta ball
Money yao ming, yes its that tall
Yo im gudda gudda
Whatsup gudda gudda
I got rotten apple blood in my veins

[Chorus]
Young money brick squad (2x)
Young money (3x)
Brick squad
Young money brick squad (2x)
Brick squad (4x)
(repeat)

[Verse 3 - Gudda Gudda]
Young money nigga ima rep till the death
You can see the ym tatted on my neck
All my niggas wild choppas on deck
Stomp a nigga out demand i respect
Me n waka flacka got the hand on the tech
N its cash on delivery for handin my check
Nigga i dont talk much but when i do bitch pay me
Big money heavy weight you can ask baby
Birdman schooled me wayne told me do me
N stack big paper up no need for loose leaf
My rubberband stacks cant fold into knots
I decapitate the top with two hoes in the drop
Im countin up the money till my hands get blisters
Told my bitch to come help me we can count it up quicka nigga
Real nigga music they talkin we do's it
Free my nigga weezy n free my nigga gucci
Young money

[Chorus]
Young money brick squad (2x)
Young money (3x)
Brick squad
Young money brick squad (2x)
Brick squad (4x)
(repeat)

Lyrics submitted by: Britt M

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Waka Flocka Flame - Young Money Brick Squad

Eightset - Google Me (I'm Famous) Lyrics Ft. Gudda Gudda

Eightset Ft. Gudda Gudda - Google Me (I'm Famous) Lyrics Video

Very hot new song from Eightset featuring Young Money Gudda Gudda!


Google Me Lyrics: Eightset Ft. Gudda Gudda

Stay tuned as Eightset - Google Me Lyrics will be updated without any notification. For now, here's the chorus for Google Me video by Eightset.

[Chorus]
Nigga we stay bangin
fresh white tee,
chain stay hangin,
black spinnin rims,
nigga we bankin,
black big benz,
ridin in stainless, i tell a bitch,
google me bitch im famous,hey !
google me bitch im famous,hey !
google me bitch im famous,
i tell a nigga hit me on my myspace,bitch im the bomb

i eat my wheaties,
i got sick flow and you got diabetes, haahh,
no peace we dont have to sign treaties,
and my chain the purple like steezy, its easy, haaah,
im a wonder like stevey,
and i dont make it rain i make it thunder like weezy,its easy haaah,
bitch im mobbin,
got that big check !
big like robin,
look at my neck !
bitch im shinin,
girls see my chest they wanna kiss my....
diamonds, its jay-dub
im rappin like a beast,
imma monster, i gotta eat,
gotta appetite for beefs,
bitch im a stunt
im a rapper,
imma rhymer,
ridin with a chick w/ an ass like rihanna,
standin right behind her,
just to slide inside her,
bitch im the,bitch im the bomb like osama, i tell a bitch,
[repeat chorus]
yea, im flyer than a robin,
two seater coupe one bad bitch aside me,
i walk past ya bitch watch ya girl get excited,
tool in my pocket nigga dont get expired,
im higher, than a bird pissin on a cloud,
with a cup full of weed my niggas smokin on a cloud,
im sittin at the table and im countin,
on a hundred thousand, wow,
and i might just spend it all right now,
im that type, that the money is just right,
i meet chicks,crush em and leave em in one night,
i met two chicks,one straight and one dike
and they both said they wanna just do it like nike,
im gettin all this money,
and you should do the same boy,
you young niggas outdated like a gameboy,
DOUBLE g !, i pull up in the range boy,
26 inches all white,
welcome to my game boy.

[Chorus]
Nigga we stay bangin
fresh white tee,
chain stay hangin,
black spinnin rims,
nigga we bankin,
black big benz,
ridin in stainless, i tell a bitch,
google me bitch im famous,hey !
google me bitch im famous,hey !
google me bitch im famous,
i tell a nigga hit me on my myspace,bitch im the bomb

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Gudda Gudda - I Don't Like The Look Lyrics Ft. Lil Wayne

Gudda Gudda Ft. Lil Wayne - I Don't Like The Look (Willy Wonka)

This song will be included in Gudda Gudda's upcoming mixtape "Back 2 Guddaville".


Gudda Gudda Ft. Lil Wayne - I Don't Like The Look (Willy Wonka) Lyrics

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[Gudda]
Ok Im sippin on the syrup
Got a n-gga moving slow
I’m all about the money
What the f-ck you think I do it for
B-tch don’t act like you don’t know
I’m killing all these rap n-ggas
Custom made caskets for you muthaf-cka funerals
Keep the women with me
Sh-t I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday like we won the f-cking Superbowl
Chillin wit my n-gga Mack, he keep b-tches handy
White girl on the table love them sniff nose candy
When I’m walking by the women say ” Who is that n-gga?”
I replied “Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that n-gga”
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip on 24’s watch it crawl like a caterpillar
I come with a toy boy like a Happy Meal
And yous a muthaf-ckin’ duck, Daffy Dill
I’m from the school of Hard Knocks, where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gunner, you can get the package deal
I’m hot n-gga, burning everything around me
I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me
The streets say I’m King but the game will never crown me
Realist n-gga doin it just ask the n-ggas around me
So you cant size me up or try to clown uh
Shark in the water jump in and Imma drown ya
New Orleans n-gga, Gun out, Imma down ya
Put n-ggas to sleep like a muthaf-ckin’ downer
Imma Great White, yous a flounder
Fish and a b-tch I tuna eveything around ya
U-Haul Gudda, moving everything around ya
It’s Young Money Bitch
At the top is where they found us

[Lil Wayne]
Uhh, Goons on deck
Marley don’t shoot em’
Silence on the gun
Watch a n-gga mute em’
The coach in the booth
Call me Jon Gruden
School these n-ggas, they all my students
All jokes aside, I ain’t playin’ wit cha
The weed broke down, like a transmission
Tha choppa spin him round, like a ballerina
B-tch I’m still spittin like I ate a JalapeƱo
I’m from uptown, my bitch from Argentina
My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena
Stunt so hard, it’s all y’all fault
And when it come to beef give me A1 Sauce
I ain’t worryin bout sh-t, Everything paid out
You could catch me courtside in Dwayne Wade’s house
Wit a high yellow thick b-tch wit her legs out
Cash Money president but we in a red house
Who the f-ck want it? Make my f-ckin’ day
I blow your candles out, now n-gga cut that cake
I gotta eat bitches, like a run-away
Y’all n-ggas ain’t eatin, stomach ache
Ok, all these b-tches, And n-ggas still hatin
I used to be ballin’, But now I’m Bill Gate’n
F-ckin with my iPhone, bumpin Illmatic
I’m on the road to riches, there’s just a lil traffic
Hair still platted, thuggin is a habbit
Keep my guitar, Hip-Hop Lenny Kravitz
Bunch of bad b-tches and I f-ck em like rabbits
Dope d-ck Weezy, ya girlfriend an addict, Uhh
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