2 Chainz – PROUD Lyrics



[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Yeah, Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Tryna make my mama proud, uh
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (yah)
I’m just tryna make my mama proud, uh
I ain’t fuckin’ ’round with you (uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
T.R.U. University, I pull it up and murk a beat
Mama house was filled up with bags of Hercules (strong)
Soon as I finished pissin’, I put the seat down
Or my mama’d be cussin’ my damn ass out
Only child, no siblings, no besties
I couldn’t do nothin’ right like a lefty (woo)
Bought my mama’s first house with the juug money (alright)
Bought my mama’s second house with the club money (show)
Me and mama used to trap out the same house (same house)
Used to eat and go to sleep on the same couch (same couch)
Me and mama got busted at the same time (same time)
Went to court and told judge the damn same lies (same lies)
I can tell mama proud of her only son
2 Chainz, I have always worn more than one
Yeah I’m real, I’m ill, you know, you gotta feel
You poppin’ pills, I’m rarer than two dollar bills

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud (make my mama proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe

[Verse 2: YG]
4Hunnid! My mama ain’t raise no hoe (no hoe)
‘Cause my mama ain’t no hoe (no hoe)
My mama ain’t raise no hoe (no hoe)
Drop a pin and in ten we at your door, nigga
Hoe bitches gettin’ fucked on the floor
They cold-hearted so you gotta do ’em cold
These hoes and my mama can’t get along (why?)
‘Cause my mama ain’t no hoe
I was runnin’ up a check with the homies on the disk
I was fuckin’ up the pork, I ain’t ever do the feds
Got some YGs from the gang, they’ll do you for a check
And you know I’m gang gang ’cause that’s the only thing I rep
Ayy, mama
When I leave the house it’s for them dollars
You are the reason I bought that choppa
‘Cause I know you wanna see me come home proper
Soon as I get right I said I gotcha then I gotcha
4Hunnid!

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud (make my mama proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe

[Verse 3: Offset]
Mama taught me how to get that bankroll (mama)
Yeah, vault up in my loft in case the bank closed (vault, yeah)
Mama ain’t have it all, we wore the same clothes (have it all)
I kicked the door, I kicked the door, I risked it all for dough (kicked the door)
I found that .44, it turned me to an animal (4, 4)
Got that wide load, niggas wasn’t even compatible (wide load)
Choppa firin’, it soundin’ just like a rattle lure
.223 caliber, you ain’t in my caliber (oh, oh)
Mama told me pray ’cause they’ll keep givin’ me these bucks (bucks)
Sit on that G6, I’m flyin’ high, Aladdin on the rug (mama)
I put Goyard on my mama (Goyard)
Every nigga not partner, son, when you come up (come up)
All them bitches in your face, son, they are piranhas
Stay up out the way, but beat him if he run up (run up)
Mike Jack in his prime with Madonna
I’m just tryna bring her to my mama (mama)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud (make my mama proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, I’m just tryna make my mama proud, yeah (proud, yeah)
I ain’t tryna let my mama down (down, down, down)
Yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, mama ain’t raise no hoe

[Outro: 2 Chainz]
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Soufside with an F ’cause I’m fresh



CyHi The Prynce – Legend



(Is there something I should know?)
Yeah
(I wish that you would tell me so)
(Don’t keep me in the dark)
CyHi
?

[Verse 1]
Your bitch dig my french on some La di da di shit
She always on her knees like my Abu-Dhabi bitch
Mixture of Capone with my uncle Ton in Masseratti Rick
Jimmy Henchman the only ones who could probably body this
Feel like I did 20k came home stuck in 96′
Never dropped a dime like Tiny Archibald comin’ off the pick
How can y’all forget?
All the albums I done did
I’m an artist with no felonies can’t tell me I’m not legit
I been spittin’ real since real the real and floppy disk
I can see why all the copywriters tryna copy this
My girl sayin’ I’m hardly home
I get paid to rock these poems
Kick this shit of the dome
Like that Ronda Rousey chick
Black Conor Mcgregor, no losses under my records
But if I did and I see you again I’m coming to reck ya
Treadmilling, I been running from karma forever
Legs killing
But I know that the lord is my shepherd
Lamb Peelin’
I just quote songs when I’m under pressure
Best feeling when you know god will come to your rescue ?
Just chilling
I be speaking in parables
Pulled a strap from up under my arm
Like it’s parachute
Tryna steal this pair of shoes
Y’all wanna hear some scary news?
Its 8’o clock my partner just sprayed the block
Now he got the whole neighborhood hot
Thanks a lot

I’m with a heather B and tracy G
Tryna sway the cop, I laid the plot
Told him he was next door at Jason’s spot
Thats a send off nigga
We was bad like Mike Jack with the shinguards nigga
Thoughts go through my brain like a pinball nigga
You got your style off my style you a spin-off nigga
Barry Sanders
Two bells to carry hammers
Talking guns boy I gotta full house of the danny tanner
I was driver for the hitman’s and sammy sammers
Heard a plenty stories about kidnappers and healthy ransoms
Ambulance will pick you up better hope that your family answers
Lost a couple fights to ’em but still I’m fairly handsome
In Atlanta I swear I done fucked like every dancer
Off every word, my mouth red like cherry Fanta
Hail Mary! I’m Makavelli with every stanza
This note is a gift, written sincerely, Santa
The Legend

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not a stone mounted prism
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on the Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven

[Verse 2]
Back when Dolphins had Marino
I had thoughts of palominos
Puttin my broad in Valentinos
I started baggin’ dinos
My partner used to drop his Momma off at Bingo
Now we back to clocking C notes
We want the bread
We even tried to rob the Kinkos
Cause we heard they had a lotta paper
Can’t sleep like I had twenty capuccinos
Hope my past dont come back to haunt me like when Benny capped Pacino
Carlitos way …
Back like ?
Catch a bird to Oakland then we flying back to Rhinos
Some of y’all didn’t catch the lingo
This is real trap shit
Keep the calculator like I’m bout to do a math quiz
Put the mustard on the turkey bag that’s how we wrap shit
Before I did this rap shit, coulda been a draft pick
Rather hit a fast lick, always had a bad bitch
Who left me for a rich n*gga
Cause I never had shit
But once she see how green the grass is
She’ll be running back, after she done had kids
But can you blame her?
You see all the swag bitch?
Look at what my dad did
He raised a motherfucking legend!

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not a stone mounted prism
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on that Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven
I’m motherfucking legend!

CyHi The Prynce – Legend Lyrics

(Is there something I should know?)
Yeah
(I wish that you would tell me so)
(Don’t keep me in the dark)
CyHi
?

[Verse 1]
Your bitch dig my french on some La di da di shit
She always on her knees like my Abu-Dhabi bitch
Miss Capone with my uncle Ton in Masseratti whip
Jimi ? the only ones who could probably body this
Feel like I did 20k came home stuck in 96′
Never dropped a dime like Tiny Archibald comin’ off the pick
How can y’all forget?
All the albums I done did
I’m an artist with no felonies can’t tell my I’m not legit
I been spittin’ real since real the real and floppy disk
I can see why all the copywriters tryna copy this
My girl sayin’ I’m hardly home
I get paid to rock these poems
Kick this shit of the dome
Like that Ronda Rousey chick
Black Conor Mcgregor, no losses on my records
But if I did and I see you again I’m coming to reck ya
Treadmilling, I been running from karma forever
Legs killing
But I know that the lord is my shephard
Land
I just quote songs when I’m under pressure
Best feeling
Who you know ? come to your rescue
Just chilling
I be speaking in parables
Pulled a strap from under ? my arm
Like it’s parachute
Tryna steal this pair of shoes
You wanna hear some scary news
Its 8’o clock my partner just sprayed the block
Now he got the whole neighborhood hot
Thanks a lot

I’m with a heather B and tracy G
Told him he was next door at Jason’s spot
Thats a send off nigga
We was bad like Mike Jack with the shinguards nigga
Thoughts go through my brain like a pinball nigga
You got your style of my style you a spin-off nigga
Barry Sanders
Two bells to carry hammers
Talking guns boy I gotta full house of the danny tanner
I was driver for the hitman’s and sammy sammers
Heard a plenty stories about kidnappers and healthy ransoms
Ambulance will pick you up and hoped that your family answers
Lost a couple fights to ’em but still I’m fairly handsome
In Atlanta I swear I done fucked like every dancer
Off every word, my mouth red like cherry Fanta
Hail Mary! I’m Makavelli with every stanza
This note is a gift, written sincerely, Santa
I’m Legend

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not a stone mounted prism
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on that Chevy
Today God decided to send me back to heaven

[Verse 2]
Back when Dolphins had Marino
I had thoughts of palominos
Puttin my broad in Valentinos
I started baggin’ dinos
My partner used to drop his Momma off and Bingo
Now we back to clock Casinos
We want the bread
We even tried to rob the ?
Cause we heard the had a lotta paper
Can’t sleep like I had twenty capuccinos
Hope my past don’t come back to haunt me like ?
Black Latinos
Back like ?
Catch a bird to Oakland then we flying back to Rhinos
Some of y’all didn’t catch the lingo
Keep the calculator like I’m bout to do a math quiz
Put the mustard on the turkey bag that’s how we wrap shit
Before I did this rap shit, coulda been a draft pick
Rather hit a fast lick, always had a bad bitch
Who left me for a rich n*gga
Cause I never had shit
But once she see how green the grass is
She’ll be running back, after she done had kids
But can you blame her?
You see all the swag bitch?
Look at what my dad did
He raised a motherfucking legend!

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not stone ?
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on that Chevy
Today God decided to send me back to heaven
I’m motherfucking legend!