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Mula Remix

Hall Of Fame专辑

  • After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front
    Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it

    [Bridge: Big Sean]
    Where my real ***********s that's gon' ride for me
    Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me
    Where my real ***********s that's gon' ride for me
    Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me
    (Finally famous ***********)

    [Hook: Big Sean]
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah

    [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah
    When they view ya ******g around
    Me and my ***********s we come in your town
    Busting them bottles and ******g your *******
    And when they start hating we gunning them down
    Don't *********** 'em around, boy I get money all day
    And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway
    I can see a bad ************ from far away
    Let her ride this ************ cause I had a hard day
    And my ************ even harder, you whippin' the charger
    You put your rims on and you think that you're balling
    I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it
    And my ************t so retarded I handicap parking like SKRRRRRR!

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Big Sean]
    I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking
    Yo *********** federale, I smoke medicali
    B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion
    ************ *********** with me, I bet I make it work
    I oopsy-daisys on a skirt
    *********** with me get a room for daisies on the dirt
    I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton
    Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
    *********** I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
    By candle lit, and that’s cause the power’s out
    And not for no romance and ************t (No!)
    From barely managing to mansions
    Where ho’s call me Mr. Anderson
    Command a ************, no I don’t own the ************ I just sample it
    I got a couple marbles missing I know
    Now there’s marbles all on the floor
    On the bathroom, kitchen and stove
    I got ******* on my cellular callin' and confessing
    But I don’t reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message
    Paper running through my jugular
    I’m blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk
    You know my style
    And my momma still say she proud, that’s mula

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    I'm winning, I don't owe nann *********** ************t
    Came in this mother*********** by myself
    Smoking on strong, and holding on my ************ like AH
    My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine
    ***********'s taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline
    And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing ************t
    *Brrrraatttt* Shoot every *********** in your clique
    I'm on one, let me jog your memory
    Me and Nells on the milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done
    Eat her ************ til' it's all gone, uh
    And I still ain't ever been robbed, so *********** don't try me
    Two ***********s with guns, snatch yo' wallet
    That's pickpocket, want my I.D
    And I spaz on em'
    Treat ***********s like strippers and put cash on em'
    Got a new chopper and that ************ still got a tag on it
    If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless
    So I'm about to be, dumb as ***********, cause' God blesses fools and babies
    When I was fifteen I was felon
    When you were fifteen you were yelling
    Mama come get this *********** off my ******g melon, DAMN IT!

    [Hook]

    [Verse 4: Earlly Mac]
    Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)
    Gotta get it my medula
    Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)
    *********** hula-hoop with the mula
    Everyday that I wake I say grace
    Hallelujah welcome back like Mase
    ******* only *********** ***********s with the cream
    A *********** this fresh ain't never gon' date
    Ay, they say we can't maintain
    Only real ***********s remain
    'Ye say that we the new slaves
    I need to ball with a chain
    I got a real bad ************ I haven't seen her in a month
    With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk
    Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like
    When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump
    Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name
    Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend
    Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive
    I just need a little gas in my engine
    Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but
    Home team *********** thats a blessing
    I'm a bad *********** just tryna get some credit
    So good it can get me into heaven, ***********

    [Hook x2]
  • After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front
    Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it

    [Bridge: Big Sean]
    Where my real ***********s that's gon' ride for me
    Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me
    Where my real ***********s that's gon' ride for me
    Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me
    (Finally famous ***********)

    [Hook: Big Sean]
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah

    [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
    Ain't nothing more important than the mula
    I'm with my shooter and a preacher hallelujah
    When they view ya ******g around
    Me and my ***********s we come in your town
    Busting them bottles and ******g your *******
    And when they start hating we gunning them down
    Don't *********** 'em around, boy I get money all day
    And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway
    I can see a bad ************ from far away
    Let her ride this ************ cause I had a hard day
    And my ************ even harder, you whippin' the charger
    You put your rims on and you think that you're balling
    I'm whippin' a Bentley, I can't even call it
    And my ************t so retarded I handicap parking like SKRRRRRR!

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Big Sean]
    I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking
    Yo *********** federale, I smoke medicali
    B-I-G Sean don, Juan Perion
    ************ *********** with me, I bet I make it work
    I oopsy-daisys on a skirt
    *********** with me get a room for daisies on the dirt
    I prefer brown liquor, brown ladies, brown Louis Vuitton
    Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
    *********** I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
    By candle lit, and that’s cause the power’s out
    And not for no romance and ************t (No!)
    From barely managing to mansions
    Where ho’s call me Mr. Anderson
    Command a ************, no I don’t own the ************ I just sample it
    I got a couple marbles missing I know
    Now there’s marbles all on the floor
    On the bathroom, kitchen and stove
    I got ******* on my cellular callin' and confessing
    But I don’t reply cause thats the clearest way to send a message
    Paper running through my jugular
    I’m blowing loud, throwing thous, getting drunk
    You know my style
    And my momma still say she proud, that’s mula

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    I'm winning, I don't owe nann *********** ************t
    Came in this mother*********** by myself
    Smoking on strong, and holding on my ************ like AH
    My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine
    ***********'s taking shots at me, I send em' back to their homeline
    And I touchdown, goal line, y'all ain't killing ************t
    *Brrrraatttt* Shoot every *********** in your clique
    I'm on one, let me jog your memory
    Me and Nells on the milerun, uh, shawty gonna need her drawers done
    Eat her ************ til' it's all gone, uh
    And I still ain't ever been robbed, so *********** don't try me
    Two ***********s with guns, snatch yo' wallet
    That's pickpocket, want my I.D
    And I spaz on em'
    Treat ***********s like strippers and put cash on em'
    Got a new chopper and that ************ still got a tag on it
    If you shoot me, you famous, if I shoot you, I'm brainless
    So I'm about to be, dumb as ***********, cause' God blesses fools and babies
    When I was fifteen I was felon
    When you were fifteen you were yelling
    Mama come get this *********** off my ******g melon, DAMN IT!

    [Hook]

    [Verse 4: Earlly Mac]
    Scared money never gon' make nothin', (thats right)
    Gotta get it my medula
    Couple dollars in the waist band, (thats right)
    *********** hula-hoop with the mula
    Everyday that I wake I say grace
    Hallelujah welcome back like Mase
    ******* only *********** ***********s with the cream
    A *********** this fresh ain't never gon' date
    Ay, they say we can't maintain
    Only real ***********s remain
    'Ye say that we the new slaves
    I need to ball with a chain
    I got a real bad ************ I haven't seen her in a month
    With some twins so big she can put em' in a bunk
    Ooh I love it when she drop it and spread it like
    When I see the camel all I wanna do is hump
    Okay the Hall of Fame keep callin' my name
    Got a mural on the wall I'mma legend
    Okay, I'm from the motor city and been have drive
    I just need a little gas in my engine
    Okay, we all in the game and we ballin' the same but
    Home team *********** thats a blessing
    I'm a bad *********** just tryna get some credit
    So good it can get me into heaven, ***********

    [Hook x2]