Showing posts with label Machine Gun Kelly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Machine Gun Kelly. Show all posts

Machine Gun Kelly - Hated Lyrics



Machine Gun Kelly aka MGK remixes Tyga's "Faded" for his freestyle version titled "Hated".


New Hated Lyrics from LatestVL. "Hated" video recorded by Machine Gun Kelly is located above.

lace the fuck up muthafucka
original
and im young ozzy
machine gun little tommy
mayhem fuckin pamela up in tha lobby
make her shake then she bake like im ricky bobby
eat the munchies then escape like im playin hockey
sex pistol everything i said vicious
im makin johnny cash haters eat my limp bizkits
buyin food then i step no skrillex
grab the jimmy no hendrix
put my dick in her appendix then bust
yeah i don’t give a fuck
i eat pussy so that means i can eat whoever i want
and these rappers smell a little fishy maybe you a lunch
imma muthafuckin punk or you a muthafuckin punk
tour bus full of girlfriends everybody fuck
bamboos full of elephant trunk you call blunts
so if you with me throw them fuckin l’s up
est or you a muthafuckin cunt bitch what
im hated (x8) (bitch what, bitch what)
muthafucka im hated(x8)
stank biotch im hated(x8)
muthafucka im hated (x4)
and i don’t give a fuck bitch im
big chief of chuck t’s wife beater
still hood four doors no two seater
wanita brain like a smart senior
and she pop two like she got a cold fever
fuck bitches dudes don’t fly neither
two liters of the brown me and tech and nina
the green give me amnesia
while its kells poppin out the goddamn speaker
now too many people keep up with the word play of my raps dog
so maybe the crititcs slow and im too fuckin fast dog
theres three reason why i am better than your favorite rapper star
i can rap hard, i got better fans, and ill beat his fuckin ass dog
cleveland imma show that like a backpack
cleveland imma show the look at that tat
cleveland is the city where im at
bring the cheese and turn this bitch into a muthafuckin rat trap
fuck the course i been hated and they know that
fuck the force chop the trees and then we blow that
imma tourist but i don’t bullshit
you can get the fuck out or come and get this full dick
and maybe call up a couple of fans
and then they come over because they were scared
because they were intimidated by the noise or maybe by the mohawk in my hair
or maybe my boys who dont even rap
the many celebrities that it attract
instead of adapting to ski mask
a matter of fact how bout you know what give me that
im hated, hated, hated, hated
ha lace up bitch
turn your face up bitch
until then blaze up bitch
they hate us bitch
but that’s who made us bitch
that girl gon blame us bitch
and if you sleepin on the kid wake up bitch
bitch, bitch i heard the girls like it when i say “bitch”!

Lyrics submitted by: Trevor L.

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Machine Gun Kelly - Warning Shot Lyrics Ft Cassie



Machine Gun Kelly's "Warning Shot" just got a new collaboration remix with Cassie!


New Warning Shot Lyrics from LatestVL. "Warning Shot" video recorded by Machine Gun Kelly is located above.

this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh
this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh

okay i came in, no clout small explainbank, and my big mouth
small name but these big shots know just what this kid’s ’bout
i said shit, then i meant shit, coroner, i dead shit
i treat hoes, just like hoes, that throw bones go fetch shit
i’m pitbull, that ‘x’ shit that ‘goin in at they neck’ shit
that ‘we gonna have a problem if i am not on they next shit’
‘cause i wreck shit can’t tame me i’m eminem and i’m jay-z
i’m the renegade of this rap shit,me and all my boys like a team
fuck’s wrong wit y’all? this is my warning shot i better see you get ghost
because i'll treat competition like hoes, skip conversation and cum at they throats
boy i’m from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and i will be reppin that until i die
and you either with me or riding against me so let me know put them l’s in the sky, lace up!”

this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh
this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh

call me the man better yet call me the kid
because nobody this young done what i did
cause nobody this young gone through the shit that i went through these past couple years and lived
y'all suckers hickey shit i'm a real rockstar nikki sixx
i'm minaj y'all just watch god damn y'alls nicki's bitch
can the game get any more corny?
can the fame get any more boring?
can any other lame who think i'm dope put out garbage and make it easy for me
is it possible for anyone to adore me?
is it possible for anyone to record me?
so i cannot trust other people who capture closed video songs and put them out before me
and is it possible that i possibly delivered the illest lyrics
somebody call the paramedics, somebody call the fucking paramedics
is it even possible with a lack of academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in the class
fuck that kiss my ass straight till it's pitch black roll it up and let me hit it
this is our warning shot, lets go this is our this our warnin shot
the final call. warnin shot

this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh
this is a warning shot, ah ah ahhh ah ah ahhh

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Song/Lyrics Information:
Artist: Machine Gun Kelly
Title: Warning Shot
Length: 3:14
Type: New Ver. Remix
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: N/A

BET Cypher 2011 Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar, Tech N9ne, B.o.B, Big K.R.I.T., Machine Gun Kelly



Dope Cypher performed on BET Awards 2011! Big K.R.I.T. "stays humble," Tech N9ne puts a chill in your spine, Machine Gun Kelly invokes the ghost of Kurt Cobain, Kendrick Lamar lives on Planet Rock and B.o.B. eats haters for breakfast.


New BET Cypher 2011 Lyrics from LatestVL. BET Cypher 2011 video performed by Kendrick Lamar, Tech N9ne, B.o.B, Big K.R.I.T., Machine Gun Kelly is located above.

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Song Information:
Title: BET Cypher 2011
Artist: Kendrick Lamar, Tech N9ne, B.o.B, Big K.R.I.T., Machine Gun Kelly
Length: 3:51
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: N/A

Machine Gun Kelly - On Fire Lyrics Ft Mike Posner



Rapper Machine Gun Kelly recruits Mike Posner for this classic beat-hook "On Fire (Drug Dealer Part 2)".


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Song Information:
Title: On Fire (Drug Dealer Part 2)
Artist: Machine Gun Kelly
Length: 3:11
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Mike Posner

Ray Jr. - Sloppy Remix Lyrics Ft Machine Gun Kelly & Krayzie Bone



An official remix of Ray Jr.'s "Sloppy" has been premiered and it now features YM's Machine Gun Kelly and rapper Krayzie Bone. Good Cleveland song.


 New Sloppy Remix Lyrics from LatestVideoLyrics. Sloppy Remix video performed by Ray Jr. is located above.

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Song Information:
Title: Sloppy Remix
Artist: Ray Jr.
Length: 3:56
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip-Hop
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Machine Gun Kelly, Krayzie Bone

Machine Gun Kelly - Wild Boy Lyrics Ft Waka Flocka Flame


Machine Gun Kelly - Wild Boy Lyrics Ft Waka Flocka Flame @ latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com


New Wild Boy Lyrics from LatestVideoLyrics. Check out the Wild Boy video performed by Machine Gun Kelly above.

Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's

Kells
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
We got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys.
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
You're a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuanna from Miguel.
Bring it back into the states, put in on the scale,
measure out half an 8th put it in a shell.
Split it then i roll it then light it up like its Independence Day.
I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it, text back with your titties on it.
Levi's put your kiddie on it, stop cryin' like the clipses on it.
Drank until i get pissy beyotch, smoke until i get dizzy beeyotch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a baby boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiiitch

There he go thats john doe(x3)
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho

Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's


(Bricksquad!) Oh here come that bullshit, beat a nigga's ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit, jump up in the crowd bitch, I'm so mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin' weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go. I throw them bands hoe, drop it low
Fuck 5-0 I make my own rules, Suck my dragon balls bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me.
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe. You gon' need King Kong if you step to me

(Yeah) Cobain's back, (Yeah) Cobain's back, got these crazy white boys yellin' Cobain's back.
I call my weed Nirvana, smells like teen spirit
and my packs so fucking loud you can't hear it. Ahhhh

Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth i need o's

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Machine Gun Kelly Ft Waka Flocka Flame - Wild Boy 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: Wild Boy
Artist: Machine Gun Kelly
Length: 3:55
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip-Hop
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Waka Flocka Flame


Kid Ink - My City Lyrics Ft Killa Kyleon, Red Cafe & Machine Gun Kelly



This Cardiak produced track titled "My City" is surely a banger as Kid Ink leads the song teaming up with various rappers Killa Kyleon, Red Cafe and MGK. This will be included in Ink's "Daydreamer" project. Stay tuned for more tracks that will be released!


Kid Ink - My City Lyrics Ft Killa Kyleon, Red Cafe & Machine Gun Kelly

[Kid Ink]
Yeah...
Uhh..

[Chorus]
When you come to my town, see we do it big in my city
We can get this whole block shut down,
When you come to my town, see a couple things that ain't pretty,
I apologize if it gets wild,
But we gotta represent ours,
We gotta represent ours x3
When you come to my City

[Kid Ink]
Welcome to my city;
Palm trees, find me; High as a hippie,
20 for the chucks, 'nother 20 for the dickies,
If you see them Boys in the Hood like Kenny better run like Ricky,
Snapback, hat back, quick tell 'em that we run LA; Track practice,
Now, you know where i'm at you ain't gotta mapquest,
Ridin' down Hollywood, lookin' for a Actress,
Tell 'em that it goes,
Thursday, eat in, Friday, my house, Saturday, Crenshaw, Sunday back at my house,
Rollin' in a 64, somewhere down, 64,
Headed to the Jungles to the Don, See my nigga?
Oh,
Born and Raised, I am no pretender, niggas know I came from the gutta like Splinter,
And I got Nina on my hip like a side chick,
Anybody ask tell 'em that it's Westside bitch!

[Chorus]

[Killa Kyleon]
H-O-U-S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S,
Am I trill bet they say yes, i'm that cat that they say next,
HNIC I keep it G, just like that V i'm at they neck,
I'm a creature not Aretha but I do get my respect,
Run these tracks, lace up my Nikes; So I can go chase these checks,
When I get mine im'a thank my grind, walk in that bank, give Chase my check;
Cash my shit, due self I split it,
Hop in that slab better brace yo neck, All eyes on me includin' yo bitch,
If you want that hoe keep yo hoe checked,
Paint so wet that I gotta rock trunks,
http://latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com/2011/05/kid-ink-my-city-lyrics-ft-killa-kyleon.html
We roll slabs and we don't do dunks,
Shoes be four's and they don't be pumps,
We smoke Kush and we don't do bump,
FN cocked and we don't do pumps,
One false move that'll get you slumped,
City of the Syrup where we sip that lean,
Put a 4 in that 20 and we on that punch

[Chorus]

[Red Cafe]
Cadillac 24's, smoke tint, stash box,
Timberland, Pelle Pelle, Gucci Belt, strap slot,
New York, I said it New York,
Better show respect when you come to my city take yo shoes off,
I am at the toll booth, collectin' my payment,
Hottest in the hood got my name carved on the pavement,
My niggas is A-List, in the corner office, somethin' like royalty, princess in my crosses,
Hoes got 'em lined up, bitch take a number,
These lames layin' paper on 'em I be layin' lumber,
In the Rotten Apple, ballin' like a Knickerbocker,
Now you can meet the Fockers; or you can meet the choppas,
Rat-A-Tat-Tat-Tat,
Tat, Tat, all my niggas in the 'Rack,
Drop that oil in that water, whip it up it's right back,
In the Coup bulletproof, Ah, boy hood approved,
No limit money, they hollerin' Hooty-Hoo

[Chorus]

[Machine Gun Kelly]
Kells, from the city where, outta towners get jumped no Nike Airs,
Buyin' a bottle in the club and throwin' off another because a motherfucker plottin' over my chair,
And it's my year, this my day, me and all the boys all Smokey like Friday,
Hit the Eastside turn in the driveway, but I got power in the West, Kanye;
My city taught me to speak that talk,
How to crack that stove when that heat turned off,
How to rock my Chucks till my feet fall off,
What to do when the lights in the streets went off;
I'll D-I-E for the Orange and Brown,
Lebron left, I took that crown!
Everyday on tour, but the 7-1 North tattooed let me know i'm Cleveland bound,
Im'a Midwest boy, salute my team, EST over everything,
THC up in all my green, lit it up for the people in the middle of the,
HOLD UP!
Lace up bitch, Lace up bitch,
Anybody hate come taste it bitch,
Two white balls and a head above yo neck, that's called a facial BIATCH!

[Kid Ink]
See we do it big in my city, we can get this whole block shut down.

Lyrics submitted by: Steve J. A.