Vado - What Lies Beneath Lyrics

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Vado releases this final track for this week "What Lies Beneath" produced by araabMuzik off the project "#UNLostFiles".

New What Lies Beneath Lyrics from LatestVL. "What Lies Beneath" video recorded by Vado is located above.

i call from the ghetto
(the ghetto)
i know that
(i know that)
have no education
(education)
but that's ok
(that's ok)
i know the streets
and i'm making all the right connections
aha
aha
with you on my side
there's no way i could get knocked
i go right to the top

i kept crawling to reach
made a sale
then i played the corner store
gave the owner a piece
my eyes low like i'm going to sleep
plays an l slow songs and church bells
when i know you deceased
can't tell who be holding the key
you just plain to check planes
compressed cane
dull on the streets
(that's my slang)
took em o.t.
small town in a complex
dope was a ten
so now we ain't making no bomb threats
(yes)
about to blow block know
they tryin' to get on next
need a flow and a strong muscle
like when your arms strech
black tuxedo for convicts
(convincts)
hot bottles but still thug egos for narcissists

streets of hack
fiends of smack
let the connect messages incoming back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap
streets or pack
fiends or flack
let the connect messages incoming back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap

ah
black rose and my lapelle
like call is there from a black rose and these gazzelles
paid it for with the stacks fold when i could sell
my bitch and chick played the right role for that chanel
tell your jaw
take my time to crack a ton of votes
(aha)
discussed it been it with gangsters down i don't wanna talk
(warrap!)
he fell back off of his feet
'cause he ain't want no war
tried to put the money no suits on be coming sure
(ha)
watch the game and see there's no wins
old teams dangling army coats on the cold ends
you wreaking like straight hair
no spins, no grinds
i'm coming home but they ain't going in

streets of hack
fiends of smack
let the connect messages incoming back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap
streets or pack
fiends or flack
let the connect messages income back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap

ah
son it's a shame
gun it for fame
and j playing 2k hunting the game
only cash be 2k hunted the cane
so m.k. work changed but the number's the same
(feel me)
i'm coming with things make sure that the cash's right
don't ask twice if you ain't got it you black slice
i'm that nice , too dark without a flashlight
snatch mice kidnap booze pull like a bagpipe
great goose is simple
see me flex so i gotta cool while they envy
coke stretching i always knew what is in me
cold swaping in case you moving to get me
(vado)

streets of hack
fiends of smack
let the connect message incoming back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap
streets or pack
fiends or flack
let the connect messages income back
on the road to succes to your train off track
niggers talking they talk
till the fans, all clap

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Vado

Title: What Lies Beneath

Length: 3;19

Type: Full CDQ

Album: #UnLostFiles

Genre: Rap

Producer: araabMuzik

Featured Artists: N/A

Vado - Badman Lyrics

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Cam'Ron continues his 30 day series of "Unlost Files". This time though, he is nowhere to be found but instead he releases this track with Vado titled "Badman".

New Badman Lyrics from LatestVL. "Badman" video recorded by Vado is located above.

my man is a bad man
but i can’t deny the way he holds my hand and he grabs me
he has me by my heart

badman, badman, yes
badman but, ready for you
badman, badman
badman but, ready for you

hey girl, you better call your man fast
so far from a quick blast
best believe that i brought a gun in my gym bag
just the role be grade a like six flag
sick lag, i’m from a different world like sinbad
once shot will pop your collar bone
throw him in the tub, turn the shower on
grab the chainsaw, turn the power on
we the last to stand this is the towers gone

badman, badman,
badman but, ready for you
badman, badman
badman but, ready for you

i’m from a hard place of shootouts, car chase
play the bar late with guns in guitar case
know the gun stampede, annoyed like them scarface
cameras everywhere, snatch his kids, make his month pay
you won’t find where the bomb placed
silly rabbit running in the wrong race
iced out bullets on charm brace
feds everywhere, like the dogs wait
wait

badman, badman,
badman but, ready for you
badman, badman
badman but, ready for you

my old man is a tough man
but he got a soul as sweet as blood-red jam
and he shows me he knows me
every inch of my tar-black soul

it’s like that
oh yea, it’s like that
i take the mike back like you know what i’m nice at
catching my knight black, you dare, when i fight back
i’m put a check on his hand like a knight cap
showroom floor, bit in luxury, foreign driven
where i’m from i’ve seen more dead people than morticians
politic and more way, bring more shitmas
more minutes playing every game, no forfeiting
before leaving this big old nut
closed willy burgers so i’ll be in the jimbo spot
just leaving the carwash, got the windows locked
riding up and down harlem like i did those blocks
i kid you all not, i’m ready to win
they letting me in, i’m starting to feel like jeremy linn
reintroduced to dudes like they don’t remember me then
i hardly win, i smile with a felony grin
vado

my man is a bad man
but i can’t deny the way he holds my hand and he grabs me
he has me by my heart

badman, badman
badman but ready for you
badman, badman
badman but ready for you

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DJ Khaled - Future Lyrics Ft Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale & Vado

DJ Khaled - Future Lyrics Ft Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale & Vado

Big collaborations from DJ Khaled's upcoming 2011 album "We The Best Forever". A song included in the album is titled "Future" and it features powerhouse Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale and Vado. All of them gone hard on this 5 and a half minute dope.

These Future Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. Future video recorded by DJ Khaled is located above.

dj khaled

i am the streets, the future
i introduce you to ace hood, meek mills
big sean, wale, vado, this the future
they gettin' money, they makin' hit records
they hustlin'

ace hood

okay now khaled told me kill 'em
he just told me kill 'em
100 for the beamer
kudos for the dealer
murder, bet i wrote it
kudos to the killer
chevy sittin' crooked
keep the reggie miller
i'm a motherfuckin' beast
see me in your sleep
nightmare on any street
swear i will mark any beat
spread this to the industry
lyrics like a chopper piece
flow right through your fitted t
pull this through with chemistry
hottest nigga 'round, they saying
greatness is my tendency
no such thing as sympathy
more money, my remedy, pockets on, heavy d
bitch i'm hot, 3rd degree, whip i drive? owned by me
wrists in the air, anti-freeze, can it be?
i'm who you dying to be'
last of a dying breed, i'm siamese
twin pistol shooter nigga like a 7b
big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
dead faces keep my money in the body bag
and the g-u-t-t-a, hop in the whip and i gotta get paid
fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid
walk in my house you can meet my maid
and you give a damn you can push that lac
push that benz on, push that lane, hop to the whip, no top on mine
niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys
real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
i been paying my secret client, talk to chuck, what i resign
claim your house, about to sign

meek mill

we the muthafuckin best
word to my mama
wild presidential, got me feeling like obama
all i want is change
and my niggas they wanted the same
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i wanted the money
and never the fame
i turned into something they never became
through all the rain, i kept my flame
and i kept burning and its my turn and
real nigga my hood confirm it
now its 6 2's on closed curtains
and that maybach, let me take em way back
when i was starving that was payback
nigga where that cake at?
i wan't y'all to see now
i feel that love, i feel that hate
i put it to your mug, you gon faint
when that thing gon fly
got a little kick, but it ain't no tire
? are ready, but they ain't gon ride
let me go hard like i ain't gonna die
meek mill!

big sean

do it! ok
smoke until i ain't got no lungs
got it going down, no teeth
i call it "speaking tongues"
do it! do it!
now you speaking my language
when they twist and talk with they fingers
man this ain't no sign language
fresh out of the ashes it's a
detroit fucking classic from when
mm got the masses. trick trick got them passes
bitch i'm from the motor, motor
yeah that motor be the fastest
bitch, they call it motor city
cause i'm most likely to crash
fuck it! good thing i got a chauffeur..
going broke? no sir!
bitch i'm a rap game stylist, because i gave the rap game style bitch
but i overshine
told em it's the quarter so i guess
we're going overtime. dumb high, dumb high
westside, bitch. i run mine
i'm rolling around in my old school, i feel like the alumni
fucking hoes, no strings attached
so don't ask me why they strung out
i'm like jordan to you niggas
i might need to stick my tongue out
she wiggled and wobble/bobbled
then landed on my throttle
bitch, i might make you my baby
and even buy you a bottle
that's how they talk to you?
? people like versace
my pockets got paper on paper
this shit just look like a novel
100 thousand worth of ice on me now..
but it don't feel half as good
as grandma saying she's proud..

wale

forever dedicated, my poetic genius
something they close to seeing
tell em they close, they scheming
you poser niggas ain't supposed to be here
we don't believe ya. y'all run them ?
we put a wreath on niggas' careers
we the best, khaled
no need to stress, khaled
know there's a lot of artists
but i got the best palette
multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others
murray the winner, you think he really
nelson mandela
that's fire though. one time for the 305, though
that hydro make me tired, yo
my kickin be so tai bo!
my balance be so tight rope
that's hard to find
hold the dough for me, i'm maestro, shiit
that white whip shit
on the side, wrists slit
suicide shit, you can by shit if you write this shit
right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard
my driver's out of this world, you playing
bumper cars. you niggas under cause
you should be unemployed
all you smokers reggie, ? making a bunch of noise
who gon tell me that i ain't going?
young folarin, you see them puters
that was my influence

vado

the time was felt
turning to ground zero
kicking like reggie jackson, nicki barnes
their hero, as i play ?
corleone like bob dinero
been through it here though
don't move with the weirdos
dress pimpin like ?
your house is on west and 4th
mine is on west 6th
while i ride this mazerati

As you notice, we don't have the full precise DJ Khaled Ft Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale & Vado - Future 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: Future

Artist: DJ Khaled

Length: 5:36

Type: Full

Album: We The Best Forever

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale, Vado

Fabolous - Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside Lyrics (Ft Lloyd Banks & Vado)

Fabolous - Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside Lyrics (Ft Lloyd Banks & Vado)

Brand new rap collaboration off the SOUL mixtape.

These Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside video recorded by Fabolous is located above.

[Fabolous]
Check my resume, look back at my past to this present day
Always been a pirate who been tryna find what treasure lay
Castle on the hill, far from where the peasants stay
Steel in sock drawer, my dresser is where the desert lay
Put the Audemar away, today feel like a present day
Raindows in my diamonds, you would think my bezels gay
Passion, Pain, Pleasure, Trey knocking in the Escalade
Ii be in the drivers seat, my passenger name is Desirae
36 24 40 what her measure say
Here today, gone tomorrow and I just met her yesterday
We already eating yall tryna make reservae
We making movies while yall sit on couches pressing play
Mmoney aint on your mind, what you thinking doesn’t count
Ii did sneaker boxes , now I does accounts
Sstill keep it hood aint no half way shit
Can do a suit with a fitted on some draft day shit
Aand maybe I’m too busy to hear what the talent blind say
In the club buying roses like its valentines day bitch
They find them niggas in a meat locker soon
Have their mommas crying like they in the heats locker room wassup !

[Chorus]
Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside
Yyou catch that body nigga better have that alibi
You never know it might just be your time to that ride
Tto them pearly white gates watch that suicide

[Vado]
Who am I? nudy fly with a cutie pie
Burning pot, turtle top watching cooley high
Shoot high, one in your calf like the boobie got
Suit and tie then comit suicide like he knew to die
Haaa, Bright lights I vision
House full of birds I’m like Mike Tys’ with pigeons
Wwhite mics religion if not ice and linen
You gave me your word then that right price was giving
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Trend setters, Hamptons live better
In the mansions lamping, plaid pants a thin sweater
Top floor gusevoir see me with bench pressers
Slimes that push weight but aint hit the gym never
Like quarters got red orders
Bags over bags stash house look like horters
Avon home tell marlo these my corners
Matress tight walls we snatching wife daughters
Only dimes keep on my time sheet
Catch a jukes hit with the biscuit for that 9 piece
Already marketing plan it never my minds sleeps
Lime green headphones, Jimmy I need some Slime Beats

[Chorus]
Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside
Yyou catch that body nigga better have that alibi
You never know it might just be your time to that ride
Tto them pearly white gates watch that suicide

[Lloyd Banks]
Moneys the focus, ashtray’s to the top a hundred roaches
Pretty head on hotel sofas in this town of dreams and hopers
Dont approach us, watch the common stretchers lead to comas
Sold out shows and Louie shoulders, way I rap I need a bonus
Who can hold us? the OG rollers New York city’s coldest
Sour diesel, weed aromas, numb of casualties of soldiers
My position, remains the same while niggas change and switching
Politics from famous living, heavy chains and brainless women
Place to swim in, 22 spinning leather grace the linen
If you find a space forgive em, gangstas cant erase the sinning
Ducking po po, the 2k winners Banks, Vado, and Loso
Brooklyn, Queens, to Harlem 44 slip around here you’ll be promo
I’m fresh, designer down to sweats prolly grip the thousand x
My style whats next, booshe hound next to the housing jets
Life reflects from big diamonds domino with calmer flow
Feel like I’m popping shit, rounding homicide everytime I go
Thousand dollar tipping, Impala whipping recline and go
Pounding out ya sister then give her pound, time to roll

[Chorus]
Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside
Yyou catch that body nigga better have that alibi
You never know it might just be your time to that ride
Tto them pearly white gates watch that suicide

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Fabolous - Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside Lyrics (Ft Lloyd Banks & Vado). 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.