Young M.A.- Ooouuu [Instrumental]

[matthewforbes]

All rats gotta die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high

[eskenderlolgamer]

Yeah they hate but they broke though
And when it's time to pop they a no-show
Yeah I'm pretty but I'm loco
The loud got me movin' slow-mo
Ayo Tweetie, where the hoes bro?
Ayo Keys, where the hoes though?
That other nigga he a bozo
It's M.A., you don't know ho?
We got liquor by the boatload (that Henny)
Disrespect the Lyfe, that's a no-no
All my niggas dressed in that rojo (Redlyfe)
I ride for my guys, that's the bro code
Baby gave me head: that's a low blow
Damn, she make me weak when she deep throat
I need a rich bitch, not a cheap ho
They be on that hate shit, I peep though
My brother told me: "Fuck 'em, get that money sis!"
You just keep on grindin' on your hungry shit
Ignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit
‘Cause if a nigga violate we got a hunnit clips
And we go zero to a hundred quick (ooouuu)
We just them niggas you ain't fuckin' with (oh no)
Pockets on a chubby chick (ah)
And still go bag a thottie in some bummy shit(ooouuu)
Yerr, Eli, why they testin' me?
Like I don't always keep the hammer next to me
Like I ain't got a hitter to the left of me
Like we ain't in these streets more than Sesame
If that's your chick then why she textin' me?
Why she keep callin' my phone speakin' sexually?
Every time I'm out, why she stressin' me?
You call her Stephanie? I call her Headphanie(OOOUUU)
I don't open doors for a whore
I just want the neck, nothin' more
Shawty, make it clap, make it applaud!
When you tired of your man, give me a call
Dyke bitches talkin' out they jaw
Next minute, callin' for the law
This 9 will have 'em callin' for the Lord
They ain't gettin' shmoney so they bored
I could never lose, what you thought?
M.A got it on lock, man, of course
They say I got the juice, I got the sauce
These haters on my body, shake 'em off
Pussy, I'm a bully and a boss
I'm killin' 'em, sorry for your loss (R.I.P.)
I just caught a body: Randy Moss
Now this year I'm really goin' off

[tylerpayne]

Yea I'm back
Thought I was dead
All ya did
Put me in a vegatative state
Imortality special gift
Seeing all these rappers that are already gassed
I'm all Dieseled
waking up juiced
This ain't all piraxed
Yea I got papers that I'm divorced
Signed that bitch quicker than lap time for bolt
Made that signature cleaner then gold on Michael Phelps
I know it's been about a couple years
I'm far from finished yet
I just came back from being in yo bitch
Cuz she the fuckin finish line
Yo bitch that you still on yo knees cryin on
I'm on that coast to coast livin
Back on the left coast always been my home
Spending more time with that kush
Grinding up like that swish
Making money on that flip of a switch
I'm Steph curry with that shot
No time for bullshit
I'm meek Mill rolley on my wrist
Don't make me take flight to ya home from pdx
You a pussy boy pbs
You running with rats
I own you and ya boys
I'm the fuckin Mikey mouse
You think you dope
You think we good
And you think we're bros
Better Put down ya crack pipe
pray to ya pope
I'll burry yo ass just dig you up
Throw yo silly ass back in the dirt
I'm cheif keef bang bang on this beat
Im koney still killing on this rap
You is a rat gotta get cut off
Dare you to come up in this trap
Unless you wanna get merc
You know when I beef
I beef
I don't know when to stop
You don't know how to load da Glock
I can shoot you up by 30 round
You be lost
But never found
At yo funeral we be getting loud
Until then you need to level up
Level up
It's okay to dream big
You started from the bottom
Yo ass still way the fuck down
I had to hustle my way up
While you still floating down there with that clown
Don't mention my name
Like ya have been
While I was in meditation
When ya put me in da vegatative state
I got goons in the pen
Better quit mentioning my name
Unless you level up
Or ya wanna get merc
I still got business to attending on
I'm back to Killin this
You know I'm always on that Killin shit
Me and the birds already gave you two L's
Better take it and run
Ooooo
Take that as a third L
Yo bitch calling me Kool aid
Yeah

[YungJayTee]

Sittin in my jeep
Looking on this facebook shit
Looking at dude like nah
He got a Facebook clique
I saw you at the show
You a Facebook bitch
Acting like you cool with everyone
Just to make me pissed
I nodded my head at you and you ain't do shit
You walked around the club
Shakin hands with everybody
You shook hands with homie
But you walking past right by me




Marshal tha man you called me out!
I replying to yo shit fuck the clout
You tryna challenge me I'm turning out!
I used to fuck with you ion know about now
And when you went on stage I couldnt help but get out

[itzyoboyjosh]

i used this instumental music off yours cause i am going to diss is that ok with u i uploaded it im sorry if its not okay