Los - Marvin's Room (Freestyle) Lyrics

Los - Marvin's Room (Freestyle) Lyrics

[verse 1 - los]
y'all niggas weak, i could fuck 2 or 3 on your roster
you the reason she found me, i'm the reason you lost her
i be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless
when she blow up my phone, i only respond with texts
like "soon as i land in texas, i'mma text you later
don't take this out of context, but your ex a hater
it's time for you to fuck with a dominant man"
she said "when i step back and weigh it all on a scale
your statements is thorough, his commas is frail
but i was only with him for the coins
like sonic and tails"
as i was sliding off her jeans
her phone started to ring
a name popped across the screen
i said:

[hook - los]
fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
after you blow my brains out you can get him back
dont fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
i guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown

i'm just saying you can do better
tell me have you heard that lately
i'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
guess thats why these niggas hate me

[verse 2 - los]
so i ain't gotta smack a nigga up
my swag is sick enough to make these bitch niggas..
she said "you keep me in a fly mood
you got me on these sit-ups and
off of fried food, morning jogs, yoga
fresh bowls of fruit, it's like you
introduced me to passion and now i know ?
you told the truth, so every time the past tempt me
i pass it up, that was a glass that was half empty
you like a black bentley
a set of rubies, a precious set of pearls
my favorite pair of louies
i said "damn, i can't ignore the fact
i appreciate the apparition and i adore you back
you got me feeling like i'm on one.."
and then her fucking phone rung
i said:

[hook - los]
fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
after you blow my brains out you can get him back
dont fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
i guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown

i'm just saying you can do better
tell me have you heard that lately
i'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
guess thats why these niggas hate me

[verse 3 - los]
i walked up in the crib, that shit was candle-lit
she grabbed my dick, he ?
said "can you handle it?
the next time you hit my phone, i'mma
turn on the speaker while we bone"
i said "ooh! scandalous!"
she said "nah los, i'm really just rejuvenated
and i'd much rather tell the truth than fake it
who am i kidding?
these effing actors are stepping backward
call it a lesson practiced
there's nothing less than practice
makes perfect, when you stressing wack shit
it brings the best shit out you
and i guess i'm about to invest in love
love, is indef as fuck if you could end up
just stuck with your limbs up
just fucking, i'mma keep your chin up
i feel like i've been doing push-ups and
chin ups, and stuff
yeah, i got me back
i mean i got "i" back
i got to me, that's me again
you know i got my fly back
i said "you got it mami
they're the fake niggas
just never dedicate yourself
to featherweight niggas
life is a fight and life brings you
to light. hate may bring rain
but brings nice things you like
i know it rains all april and summer's
way better. but to get there
you gotta face the mayweather
you got me feeling like i'm on one.."
and right then her fucking phone rung..

"American Gangsta Freestyle" Lyrics - LOS

"American Gangsta Freestyle" Lyrics - LOS

last time i hustle hard ‘cause rappers just p*ssy
in the crown they safe in the hood was ..

i get you my dough, get you this goal nigga
i nigga this slow, i’m pinching his nose hit it
no nigga .paint b*tches for this fly
.gonna ..the perfect ..for his ..
definition arm, i’m too jurasic, too ..
...do the ..don’t make me black
‘cause it’s ugly i’m back on my study
losing up the ..back to the ...
make me flash back to the ..in the..
don’t make me relax...to the background
for me try to .. more bears
so i can get that rose on that 23 .. crown ain’t safe
so why you niggas screaming out you got next tell em
i say now ... so keep ..
make you miss count attack when i step back
..before like .. like a three degree...
every time the kid..another coming talk about the kids
f*ck all your thing
it’s game time
i gotta flow to school...i ain’t b*tch....
‘cause i ain’t listen...i want the crown
you all understand that, f*ck around with the crown
..i run the town i ain’t chasing dream...
you can never be number two, so you see
i ain’t shitting you ..in your thoughts..take 2
no drama queen .. i don’t ..behind the scenes...fly...
when i was ... all ...
even when i ain’t drive ...

"Reppin" Lyrics - Los

"Reppin" Lyrics - Los

(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?
(verse 1)
los!
i’m out that back up, back up
get away from the *blaka blaka*, get it straight
niggas need to get a cake, get the crack in the day,
put crack in the cat, push back to the yay
where they hug blocks, buww shots,
hustle all day, scream f-ck cops
run shots, hitting in the hole
niggas aint never had enough guap
what pops? household?
niggas aint never had a whole house
lights off, red dude
landlord said we gotta roll out
and its cold out, what the f-ck
roll out, button up
zone out, toughen up
no doubt, f-ck is up
uh, my niggas get it from them cuban dudes
push squares on blocks, then flip them like a rubiks cube!
before i took a milli it was silly on the beat
keep it trilly, man my niggas had a milli in the streets
theres some things about my past that feel really incomplete
but if you stomping me to death you couldn’t kill me with the feet
i’m from baltimore city aint nobody stopping this flight
best rapper alive, you don’t like it, we could fist fight
(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?
(verse 2)
uh
ok, i’m form where that drama come, around just like karma come
back around, just ask around, no backing down, we palm a gun
i’ve been on my money chase, momma hear them commas come,
so i could fill up banks at the crib, like i’m carlton
i got the will to survive and they can’t live,
the bitches switch characters on niggas like aunt viv
the crown aint safe, yall niggas just dense
yall want to know who took it, i left you fresh prince
flip that shit, till i get that coupe
hit that stripper to get that loot
whip that soda on the side, yea that chicken noodle soup
make them fiends harlem shake, but they never fall down
i’m the big deal from a small town
(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?

"Look At Me Now (Freestyle)" Lyrics - Los

"Look At Me Now (Freestyle)" Lyrics - Los

Look At Me Now (Freestyle) Lyrics is performed by Los @ http://lyricsandmusicvideo.blogspot.com/

umm haha ey yo hecta i’m just gunna play with this one

you feel me no homo (legooo)

haha its to easy n-gga

los

i got a phone call from the moon like lets be honest out this bitch

boy i been shining my whole life but you just blinding out this bitch

then the sun got on the phone and got all modest out this bitch

like “look los i dont want no problems, you the hottest out this bitch”

superman sent me a txt like “you the flyest out this bitch”

i ordered hbo jus to catch all the wires out this bitch

got a letter that said quit from all the liars out this bitch

but then a email from the truth said f-ck them liars out this bitch

every bar i spit be way over your head about this bitch

spiderman said “boy you all over the web about this bitch”

put blue ribbons round your casket ’bout my bread about this bitch

i think my penpal is my pencil i got led up out this bitch

take your bitch up out this bitch then put her bitch on top ur bitch

then give ur bitch back cuz u bitch and plus my bitch could top your bitch

yea i reps that baltimore and i’m so proud i’m out this bitch

i think i’m better than you square cuz i’m a problem out this bitch

(look at me now)

hey it aint over baby look i’m goin’ back in, um okay

last night lola kissed me told me i’m the greatest

she said f-ck em baby f-ck ‘em, jus’ go kobe on them haters

so i went 24′s on the drop chevy

yellow paint purple guts n-ggas not ready

i kill every hater i spot in the room

then go fill every crater they got on the moon

cuz i feel i’m the greatest they gotta assume

that i’m bout to go, carmelo, d-wade, kobe, mike

man i’m like the old mike when i go to flight

and i’m like mike jack wit a show tonight

in other words this is it you’ve been notified

listen to this put your list in this order like

los los los los los los los

cuz i spit like a n-gga wit a lisp and an overbite

f-ck you think i murder sumthin’

bitch i’m from the murder home

where they keep a eagle in a shotgun

like mike vick on 3rd and long

man i think they heard it wrong

all that bullsh-t turn me on

man f-ck that dj turn it up

like a n-gga from the a-town burn it up

oh p-ssay f-ck ass lame ass n-gga

mad he can’t f-ck my dame ass n-gga

where dey do that no dame ass n-gga

deep down really mad cuz he aint that n-gga

gotta a lil fame i chain that n-gga

send the kkk to come hang that n-gga

now its 3 n-ggas in your hood with hoods

cuz the crown ain’t safe in the hood whats good

"Moment For Life Freestyle" Lyrics - Los

"Moment For Life Freestyle" Lyrics - Los


i go super hard,
nothing less than devoted,
i put knowledge in every bar,
take a second and note it,
i know that things aint what they seem,
it’s like blessings is coded,
i knew this would be my moment for life the second i wrote it,
and yea i struggled every day, i got used to the hope,
playing tug-of-war with the world, i was losing my rope,
but contrary to what haters would usually hope,
when you talk about me now, tell them i used to be broke,
bad for your health with a raw flow,
n-ggas can’t mention rap in my presence,
unless you’re and elf in the north pole,
you don’t get that, you so unprepared,
snap back flow, adjust to me being over your head,
damn! i’ve been stronger and faster than them,
put my life behind bars, that’s how i mastered the pen
ten, nine eight, seven six five four three, two one,
motherf-cker it’s my time,
i could write it in the script and sell it,
this kind of story many n-ggas don’t live to tell it,
i put my life in this sentence, like a convicted felon,
victory is mine, climb a mountain raise my fists and yell it,
i wish that i could have this moment a bit longer,
in the midst of the moment, the moment gonn’ get stronger,
but shit hunger, make friends switch to opponents
then take the tone of a bitch on ya,
keep your chrome on your hip,
when you boning them chicks, homie,
they be blowing your cut, man these hoes is a bit phony,
i move out like o’s in the drought,
the day i trick on a bitch you see snow in the south,
way back when i had the goals in my mouth,
n-gga i was pimping like jerome in the house,
thinking back to my martin years,
now the aston martin doors open like martin’s ears,
white top black shoes on the drop,
martin got it looking like a skin head and some doc martens,
it all started with a dream like doc martin, luther king,
do your thing n-gga stop talking,
back when they dropped the dirt on my pops coffin,
left a hard spot on my heart that will not soften,
i’m lost in this beautiful thing,
so even in my nightmares i’m still pursuing my dreams,
got the shooter on the roof, clear view to king,
they tell me bring the crown back and make the funeral clean,
it’s no chance for the bow, i romance with the war,
and these n-ggas too clean to slow dance with the poor,
ten seconds on the clock, i take a glance at the score,
we down by two so i advance with the ball,
too fast for your forward no need to rewind,
i shake him out his two shoes, i got this three on my mind,
four seconds left, and it’s like five n-ggas pressing me,
i need six rings like jordan in my legacy,
seven n-ggas on the bench watching me in slow mo,
i ate (8) the press up too easy, no homo,
straight down the middle to the top of the line,
and pulled that motherfucker back like i was cocking a nine,
and let it fly they thinking ‘los did it again’,
damn ya’ll n-ggas need heart, i’m the wizard you tin (10) man,
it take ten men to get the heart of this one man,
cuz no ten men would go as hard as this one man,
damn, who would’ve thought that i was this thorough,
put a ribbon on the moon i get five of this world, n-gga!