Hoodlum Nexus

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ref Kirakom a brokit, azt meglátod a szemeddel, Sehol sem, látsz gyattomnál kerekebbet, Lekúrjam most a lizát vagy a pannát Ha nem vagy alter sem, akkor engem hagyjál 2. Biztosak benne, hogy este boxer kéne De nem hordok huszonegy éve Ha meglátod nem az én gondom A gumim is folyton szétszakad csak, mondom 3. Hívd csak a Milq-t, azt hiszed segít Ha bírnál magaddal, o lenne szelíd De az ujjaid mindig máshol járnak Nem gáz mer a tinderes hoe-k rád vágynak 4.Tudtam hogy jobbra húz, lassan tipikus, "Szexben orvos vagyok te meg fizikus" Hangüziben yappel már az ex barátról, Nem fogunk dugni az üzid ignorálom 5. Lehet, hogy megérzem a fingszagod Azonnal megmondom kivagy tudom az illatod Mégse, az elképzelhetetlen Uhh ez a szag szinte elfelejthetetlen 6.Gréti én tényleg, tényleg, tényleg szeretlek, Minden buliban téged kereslek, A Gólyabálban merre voltál, Foghattad volna a kobrám ref Kirakom a brokit, azt meglátod a szemeddel, Sehol sem, látsz gyattomnál kerekebbet, Lekúrjam most a lizát vagy a pannát Ha nem vagy alter sem, akkor engem hagyjál 7.Biztosak abban, hogy a tesinek élek De már meg is van, a tesi négy nem ? Kétezerért,poco,áá,legyen még Kicsi testemnek, ennyi nem elég Nőgyógyász? Lassan tipikus Mindig ez van, a libidom klinikus Hatalmas farkam büdös érzi Lehet hogy megérzi a (fülöp gérti) Ha Pici vagy mindig azzal viccel 10 Károm a piszuár mellé spriccel 10 Csak a bé-hat meg az a-három 9 De ne keljen már lépnem ott a helyén a királyom

(Verse 1) Yo, I ain't got time for ya drama, I'm on a grind, See these haters tryna slow my roll, but I'm all outta time. They talkin' 'bout me, tryna bring me down, but I'm too fly, Their words don't phase me, I'm untouchable, like the sky. I'm spitting facts, no cap, straight outta the mud, From the bottom to the top, I can't explain this luck I got. I see 'em starin', wishin' they was me, but they just talk, 'Cause they ain't got the heart or the hustle to walk in my shoes, see. (Chorus) Fuck ya feelin', fuck ya think, I don't give a damn, I'm chasin' paper, makin' moves, reciprocatin' hate with advances, so keep ya distance, grandpa. I'm a youngin', still spinnin' wheels, climbin' up the ladder, They call me crazy, say I'm losin' it, but I'm just tablin' my debts, ya hear me? (Verse 2) Now I'm blowin' clouds, pourin' drank, laid back, no stress, They say I moved too fast, but I'm just buildin' assets, you less. I see ya lookin', tryna figure out what I'm on, Truth is, I'm just driven, on a mission, longer than you've known, grand. You talkin' 'bout me, callin' me names, but you can't hold a flame, Your words bounce off me like they made of சதுர செதிள் (tamil word for rubber), 'Cause I'm chasin' greatness, and you just chasin' fades, Beggin' for attention, tryna make a name, but you're just misbehaving, haha. (Chorus) Fuck ya feelin', fuck ya thought, I don't give a flying fuck, I'm chasin' dreams, climbin' mountains, breakin' every chain, so keep ya distance, drunk. I'm a throaway, livin' life like it's my last day, They call me reckless, say I'm losin' it, but I'm just gatherin' my clout, ain't no tastin', see? (Outro) So keep talkin', keep hatin', I ain't got no time, I'm stackin' paper, chasin' dreams, makin' my climb.

Yo, it’s Hustler Born, I came from the trenches, Fast life, no sleep, jumpin' over fences. Rolex dreams, now the wrist stay icy, From nothing to something, streets can’t deny me. Grind mentality, hustlin' non-stop, Fake bitches lurk, tryna climb to the top. But I peep the moves, I see through the fakes, Snake cold hearts, they just playin’ with stakes. Came from broke, now the whip’s Mercedes, They used to laugh, now they all actin’ crazy. Chicks want me, they all tryna get with it, Stay a fan, lil’ kid, I’m livin’ legit. Get yo money up, no time for the brokies, Pull up in the Benz, now they all actin' hokey. Homies on my side, haters watchin’ close, Tryna take my shine, but they can’t come close. Used to slang drugs, pills, and vodka shots, Now I’m countin’ stacks, chillin' in foreign spots. AK on my side, Glockie by my hip, If you try to test me, you’ll catch the full clip. Selling crack, yeah, I was posted on the block, Now I’m shining bright, never goin' back to the rock. Used to be a young hustler, now I’m on top, Rising star status, haters watchin’ me pop. All the way from Albania, I made my name, Out the mud, now they all know my fame. Rolex on the wrist, got me drippin’ with ice, Fast life grindin', now I'm livin' the life. Drugs, vodka, pills, I was mixin' it up, But now I’m steady flexin’, yeah, I'm never stuck. From the gutter to the Benz, I’m stayin’ supreme, Hustler born legend, now I’m livin’ the dream. Stacked up the paper, had to flip the script, Came from the bottom, now my life’s equipped. Hustler born, I made it through the rain, All these fake smiles, they just want my name.

“Wrong Way (Lost Paths)” (Intro) Yo, this is a story ’bout three from the block, Tight like a knot, but they slipped off the clock. Dreams turned cold, hearts went astray, They took the wrong turn, now they’re fading away. (Verse 1) Three kids, same hood, same grind, same goals, Life in the struggle, tryna play their roles. Started with a spark, dreams big as the sky, But the streets called louder, couldn’t say goodbye. First homie got a taste for the money and the power, Started movin’ weight, stackin’ cash by the hour. Second one had a temper, couldn’t let it slide, Pulled the piece out quick—now there’s blood in his stride. Third thought he’d win with the women and the fame, But the bitches and the bottles only brought him shame. Now they’re locked in the cycle, can’t find no escape, It’s a one-way ticket to a broken fate. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, no light in the dark, Chasin’ fake dreams, now they’re falling apart. The streets don’t love you, they’ll swallow you whole, Three friends, three paths, but they lost their soul. (Verse 2) First dude’s pockets deep, but his heart’s hollow, Flashy on the ‘Gram, but the feds gon’ follow. Second dude cold, no remorse in his chest, But the ghosts of the past don’t let him rest. Third homie’s drowning in the women and the lies, But the high don’t last, now he’s dead inside. They used to share laughs, now it’s all paranoia, Once brothers in arms, now the streets destroy ya. They thought they were kings, but they’re slaves to the game, Traded their dreams for the streets’ false fame. Tied to the grind, but the grind don’t care, When the smoke clears, ain’t nobody there. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, no light in the dark, Chasin’ fake dreams, now they’re falling apart. The streets don’t love you, they’ll swallow you whole, Three friends, three paths, but they lost their soul. (Bridge) Look in the mirror—tell me, what do you see? The life you chose, or the man you could be? The streets got rules, but the game don’t play fair, One slip, and you’re gone—does anyone care? Is it too late to turn back, rewrite the script? Or are they too far gone, can’t handle the shift? From the block to the bottom, the story unfolds, Three hearts turned cold, and the devil took hold. (Outro) Yo, this ain’t just a song—it’s a lesson to learn, The fire’s enticing, but you’re bound to get burned. To anyone listening, don’t let your dreams stray, ‘Cause the streets won’t love you—they’ll lead you the wrong way.

(Verse 1) Dark nights, street lights, demons in the rearview, Counting cash, bloody hands, grindin’ like I meant to. Whip all black, no plates, can’t trace moves, Engine growl loud, V12 finna cut loose. Money on my mind, I can’t sleep, it’s a curse, Hundred racks dirty, pray the pastor don’t reverse. Glock on my lap, I’ve been trained for the worst, Still movin’ through the hood, got my soul in the dirt. (Chorus) Fast cars, cold cash, heart full of sin, Hood dreams turn to nightmares, still gotta win. Big bags, no tag, watch me spin again, From the struggle to the throne, let the story begin. (Verse 2) Drug deals, fast wheels, they respect how I move, Chrome hearts on my chest, but my soul need a tune. Hit the gas, lane switch, stars in the roof, From the gutter, now I’m up, yeah, the pain is my proof. Money stained red, you can tell by the feel, Still flip a pack, keep my hands on the wheel. Loyal to the block, but it’s death in the deal, Every dollar that I touch make my demons reveal. (Bridge) In the city where the lost souls pray for the night, Where the cash keep flowin’, but it comes with a price. Diamonds on my wrist, but they cut through the light, Still clutchin’ on my weapon, paranoia take flight. (Chorus) Fast cars, cold cash, heart full of sin, Hood dreams turn to nightmares, still gotta win. Big bags, no tag, watch me spin again, From the struggle to the throne, let the story begin. (Outro) Burnin' rubber down the block, streets know my name, Made it out the dark, but the scars still remain. Cash rules the world, but it’s blood in the chain, From the hood to the grave, yeah, I’m locked in the game

Nightrider (Verse 1) Cruisin’ through the city, yeah, I’m flexin’ like a king, Money in my pocket, feel the weight that it brings, Bitches on my side, they just lovin’ my bling, Rollin’ deep with my squad, we the ones pullin’ strings. Got that loud pack burnin’, smokin' trees in the whip, Eyes bloodshot red, takin’ hits, let it rip, Haters wanna trip, but they all just a blip, I’m stackin’ paper high, watch the bankroll flip. (Chorus) Nightrider, livin’ fast, never slow, Guns in the stash, yeah, you already know, Money, drugs, and bitches, that’s the life I chose, In this game of thugs, I’m the one who goes. (Verse 2) Pull up in the whip, engine roar like a beast, Feelin’ like a feast, from the west to the east, Niggas talkin’ slick, but they know I’m a beast, One call, hit 'em up, watch the drama increase. Grew up in the streets where the shadows stay dark, Where the fakes get found when they try to act hard, I’m a hit ’em with the spark, leave a mark, play it smart, In this life of crime, I’m the one breakin’ hearts. (Chorus) Nightrider, livin’ fast, never slow, Guns in the stash, yeah, you already know, Money, drugs, and bitches, that’s the life I chose, In this game of thugs, I’m the one who goes. (Bridge) Hash smoke in my lungs, got my vision all hazy, Countin’ up the funds, keep my pockets never lazy, Life’s a little crazy, but this hustle pays me, Enemies wantin’ war, but they know they can’t phase me. (Verse 3) Yeah, I’m ballin’ hard, stackin’ bricks like a dealer, Got that killer instinct, you can’t find a realer, Pull the trigger quick, let ‘em know I’m a stealer, A king in this game, and I’m never a feeler. Caught up in the night, under city lights glow, Bitches on my line, but I only want dough, If you roll with my crew, best believe we don’t show, All the weakness in your soul, we just live for the flow. (Chorus) Nightrider, livin’ fast, never slow, Guns in the stash, yeah, you already know, Money, drugs, and bitches, that’s the life I chose, In this game of thugs, I’m the one who goes. (Outro) So remember my name when you hear the night call, A nightrider’s legacy, I’m destined to ball, Through the highs and the lows, I’ll be standin’ tall, In this life of sin, yeah, I’m givin’ my all.

[Verse] Yo check the mic one two this ain't no diss track It's a lyrical attack flow sick words quick Like a surgeon's flick paintin' pictures with my pen No need for a six-pack just a brain quick like a trick [Verse 2] Watch me spin tales of streetlight dreams Hustle hard never fold bursting at the seams Gritty tales of nights when life ain't clean But we rise like legends chased by moonbeams [Chorus] Mic drop like it's hot blazing trails we never stop Words are our weapons stories that crop From the cracks in the pavement where we shop Living life with no plan just a hop [Verse 3] Stars in the skyline guiding our way Night after night chasing the day Voices in the shadows got things to say Raw lyrics dripping they don't decay [Bridge] Beats pounding in the chest hearts gonna race Every bar carefully placed like an embrace Risk it all on a high stakes chase Words flyin’ free givin' life a new face [Chorus] Mic drop like it's hot blazing trails we never stop Words are our weapons stories that crop From the cracks in the pavement where we shop Living life with no plan just a hop

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[Verse] All I want is to study and grow, In the U.S., where dreams can glow. Time moves fast, no chance to sway, I chase my goals, won't let them stray. [Verse 2] Books in my hands, knowledge in the stash, Late night sessions, burnin' that midnight flash. Opportunities glimmer, brighter each day, Eyes on the prize, never lookin' away. [Chorus] Gotta rise, gotta grind, ain't no other way, Every single struggle, turn it into clay. Buildin' up my future, brick by brick, Mind stayin' sharp, moves stayin' slick. [Verse 3] From dusk till dawn, I hustle and learn, Every lesson's earned, every page I turn. Bridges to cross, mountains to climb, In this land of dreams, I'm takin' mine. [Bridge] Came from the struggle, but I see the light, Through the education, I'm ready to fight. Dreams of tomorrow crafted today, Nothin' gonna stop me, I'm here to stay. [Chorus] Gotta rise, gotta grind, ain't no other way, Every single struggle, turn it into clay. Buildin' up my future, brick by brick, Mind stayin' sharp, moves stayin' slick.

[Verse] Lonely streets at midnight Whispers in the wind Memories of laughter Turning sharp and thin [Verse 2] Echoes of old love songs Haunt the empty halls Madness in the silence Bouncing off the walls [Chorus] Nostalgia paints the shadows Colors dark and deep Lonely voices whisper Secrets that I keep [Rap Verse] Rolling through the chaos Flashbacks hit my mind Searching through the madness For the peace I can't find Shattered by the silence Lost in the fog Hunting for salvation But I'm stuck with my flaws [Bridge] Empty nights so hollow Songs that bring me tears Wishing you were here now To quiet all the fears [Chorus] Nostalgia paints the shadows Colors dark and deep Lonely voices whisper Secrets that I keep

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