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lirik lagu all the way up (ultra mix) – queezy_the_gangster

[intro]
this is
edsclusive
go, go

[hook: infa*red]
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up
[refrain: french montana & infa*red]
shorty what you want? shorty what you need?
my n*ggas run the game, we ain’t ever leavin’
countin’ up this money, we ain’t never sleepin’
you got v12, i got 12 vs
got bottles, got weed, got molly (i’m all the way up)
shorty what you want? i got what you need
shorty what you want? i got what you need
shorty what you want? i got what you need

[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up

[verse 1: fat joe]
for my n*ggas with bentley coupes and rolexes
kicked the b*tch out the room and gave her no breakfast
had to stash the jewels, these b*tchеs so reckless
keep my hoes on cruisе, i’m talkin’ naughty nothings
shorty uptown showin’ off her new things
couldn’t take it all so i gave her un chin
she call me top shotta, yeah i keep a few tings
champion sound, yeah i got a few rings
and i’m all the way up
and you can stay up
and if you ask anybody where i live
they’ll point to the hills and say
go all the way up
go all the way up
[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up

[verse 2: remy ma]
just left the big house to a bigger house
ain’t have a girlfriend, but the b*tch is out
chanel croc bag, sh*t ain’t even out
with the gold chains, himalayan, birkin cocaine
lit it up, pac sh*t, i hit ’em up
i’m talkin’ color money, purple yen and blue dirham
i got brown lira, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ross b*tch
i’m that n*gga on v**gr* d*ck
that means i’m all the way up
and you can stay up
p.o.s say i can’t get high
hopped in the helicopter uber and said
go all the way up
go all the way up

[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up
[refrain: french montana & infa*red]
shorty what you want? shorty what you need?
my n*ggas run the game, we ain’t ever leavin’
countin’ up this money, we ain’t never sleepin’
you got v12, i got 12 vs
got bottles, got weed, got molly (i’m all the way up)
shorty what you want? i got what you need
shorty what you want? i got what you need
shorty what you want? i got what you need

[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up

[verse 3: jay*z]
you know you made it when the fact your marriage made it is worth millions
lemonade is a popular drink and it still is (woo!)
survival of the littest
n*ggas who really up vers’ n*ggas up in your business
i’m in the room where real n*ggas not allowed (woo!)
i’m the only one in the room that they fear right now (woo!)
i think they’re clear right now
let’s celebrate, no red champagne, we don’t play that
all we see is gold bottles and paper plane hats
21 grammys that i use for d’ussé cups
i’m on the penthouse floor, call your way up
the og’s say, “hov, how high is high enough?”
i said, “till we eye and eye with the higher*ups”
until we let ’em know, we ain’t those n*ggas
until our babies showered in gold, n*gga
blue lookin’ like pac in the tub
david lachapelle levels of not givin’ a f*ck
prince left his masters where they safe and sound
we never gonna let the elevator take us down, aaaahhh!

[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothin’ can stop me, i’m all the way up

[verse 4: snoop dogg]
you n*ggas riding in a lexus
i’m floating outer sp*ce with elroy jetson
battlestar galactica, who rollin’ with you?
i’m way up, twisting like the solar system, so official
air traffics, notified
blow the whistle, old pistol, forty*five
my weed miss you, these weak b*tches horrified, glorified
b*tch you better get your story right
or disappear, vamoose, papoose
that’s my nephew, so you know we got the juice
loose lips sink ships, trip this for a second
i’m all the way up on this fat joe record
don’t let me down, i’m too high for you to get me now
22 years on top so you could never forget me now
there’s no way to shut me down
rock and roll with the lion if you’re with me now
hit me now
i’m back to the snoop sh*t
lbc, eastside, that’s the movement
gangster music, do it, do it, i do’s it
i make it rain, pop, pop, bang

[verse 5: the game]
you can catch me milly rock*ing through manhattan
kobe retired and brooklyn on the bandwagon
hundred bands in my pockets got my pants sagging
my granny still tell a n*gga ‘pull them all the way up’
bentley truck splashing on 2 chainz
got it on monster truck tires, i’m in two lanes
hop out, marty mcfly, my kicks liu kang
california plates, black and yellow n*gga, wu*tang
ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, yeah old dirty b*st*rd in this mulsanne
my whips change colors like a mood ring
i hear that big pun playing, n*gga turn it all the way up
back on my bullsh*t n*gga
i’m a golden state warrior, f*ck that bulls sh*t n*gga
steph curry with the pot, draymond with the glock
turn your body into clay/klay, i see your truck and shoot it all the way up
catch me on the west like ‘ye
or on the east like dave, hear my beats by dre
and if a b*tch in my dm’s, i know what’s up
she tryna f*ck, pull her panties to the side and go all the way up
now let me see them hands, throw them all the way up
like i’m dj khaled, put ‘em all the way up
make a westside, throw it all the way up
they looking for eazy, i point it all the way up

[verse 6: e*40]
what you know about turning a quarter zip into a half a brick?
making it out of the ghetto without your wig split
wrist watches that don’t tick
with the international warranty card that comes with it (biatch!)
courtside seats, arena suites
shining, got diamonds, 10 thousand dollars in my t**th
cool with the hustlers and athletes
what you make in a year, i make in a week
i can eyeball and hand*weigh the yola, i’m an appraiser
put you out like a cigarette b*tt, shut down your circuit breaker
got a key around my neck, clientele and clout
longevity like that boy kevin liles and steve stoute (bosses)
one hit wonder what i’m not
i used to rap back in the days with pac
believed in myself, went with my gut
tell ‘em pimp

[hook: infa*red]
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up

[part 7: farid bang]
es fallen ein paar schüsse und ich lass’ deine beschützer sterben
ich fahr’ im lambo, denn er ist gut gegen rückenschmerzen (ah)
deutscher rap ist comedy club
ich komme in’ knast
denn diese nuttensöhne callen die cops
und ich fick’ eine polnische sl*t
halt das bügeleisen, b*tch! ich übertreibe nicht
doch diss’ mich und ich werd’ der entführer deiner kids

[part 8: kollegah]
laber nicht von showgigs und platin oder dass du hoch in die charts willst
ey, wenn du piç es nach oben schaffst, dann nur beim obstkisten tragen, yeah
all the way up, ich zähl’ die dollars, zieh’ die kalash
alpha*banger*kommando, k!ller*kollabo, b*tch, das ballert
wie das crystal von heisenberg
das motto: money over b*tches, wie wenn ich im stripclub mit scheinen werf’
wenn wir deiner b*tch cumshots verpassen
dann heizt du schnell ins zimmer kid, denn du willst keine cumshots verpassen

[hook: infared]
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up

[part 9: seyed]
wenn ich zu b*tches sage: „ich schenke dir produkte vom mac!“
mein’ ich kein’ lippenstift, sondern deus*maximus*caps, yeah
vor zwei jahren hab’ ich mal tinder probiert
war nicht schlecht, aber heute reicht mein insta*profil
bin am texten, bin am flowen, das’ kein fashion*dialog
wenn die b*tches meinen, seyed ist die freshness in person
zu viel cash gemacht, muss jetzt meine kohle vergraben
geh du weiter deine pokémons jagen, tze!

[part 10: summer cem]
i’m all the way up wie der neptun
b*tches rufen an, mein handy ist auf meşgul
während andre rapper bomben kassieren
ist mein becher voll mit bombay sapphire
eure texte hören sich friedfertig an
ich ficke deine frau und hab’ den dsquared noch an
features haram, mich kenn’ alle fotzen in der stadt
weißt du auch warum? i’m all the way up!

[verse 11: justina valentine]
yeah
nothing can stop me i’m all the way up
like a kite
all the way up
like the wedgie on my [?]
all the way up
like the code for the telephone
all the way up
caitlyn jenner’s x chromosome
all the way up
tomic and bombay
all the way up
amber rose after kanye
all the way up
rob kardashian
all the way up
black chyna…. kardashian
canada
all the way up
drakes manager
all the way up
got a fever
all the way up
usher rainin? when he signed bieber
all the way up
like the guy who sings panda
all the way up
like i am bernie sanders
all the way up
like i’m the gold price
all the way up
like a ho after a really long night
thinkin i’m trippin, they must be thinkin i’m slippin, they hear me singin on a beat think a b*tch won’t get to spittin
yo it’s nothin to get it
i’m way up like good credit
oh god i hear ya sh*t dead, say yup?
cause i’m all the way up
(all the way up)
cause i’m all the way up
(all the way up)
i’m all the way up
(all the way up)
i’m all the way up
(all the way up)
nothing could stop me, i’m all the way up
shorty whatchu want? shorty whatcha need?
my b*tches run game, we ain’t never leave
counting all this money, we’ll never sleep
you gotta bad b*tch, i gotta whole team

[verse 12: meek mill]
catch you out in traffic, it’s you and i
gold 41 in a suit and tie, n*gga it’s do or die
seen it now, if i lose it all like who would ride?
but n*gga i’m so up, if i tripped it’s like suicide
when the internet told me i’m crucified
they was in them streets like, “n*gga you super live”
i was on the block when you was a sneakerhead
n*gga it’s a check up in that box, ain’t no shoe inside
n*gga ain’t no nike, ain’t no yeezy, no jordan v
i came back like i’m mike wearin’ 45
ever seen 50 grand when it’s all in 5s?
but i’m shootin’ like the warriors’ startin’ 5, swish!
only rapper went gold without a verse from hov
still got the rock with me, cookin’ up at the stove
and the rollie all platinum, know i bust it at joe
maybach in the hood, so them suckers can know
i’m in the 6, man, 6 man, dion waiters
and i’m on my level now, i’m so beyond haters
bout to go and grab the benz truck, see y’all later
when i came through the block, you should’ve seen y’all faces
this is slaughter, new world order
i be goin’ hard, westbrook, 4th quarter
this is hip*hop, you ain’t write it, don’t record it
i don’t know how they gettin’ down ‘cross the border
i give ’em the dirty flow, michigan and water
sent them 10 thousand cases, i put in my order
call that poppin’ bottles when my people can’t afford it
mixin’ d’usse with lemonade when i’m in georgia
views from the projects, and n*gga i’m the prospect
talkin’ loud, say i’m shootin’ out with metal objects
and that chick standin’ right beside you, i done popped that
made me beat a fan up, i’m feelin’ like i’m artest, woo!
gold mic from the billboards, ’bout to plug it up
tell cruz put it in the booth so i can f*ck it up
got the hood super lit, jumpin’ like it’s double dutch
from the bottom like an uppercut, now i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
you n*ggas all the way f*cked
switched sides, now you stuck (stay over there my g)
f*ck them n*ggas though

[verse 13: fabolous]
i guess they gotta aim up at you
but don’t you let these n0bodies get their name up on you
keep the circle tight, never let ’em lame up the crew
if she for everybody, don’t you let her claim up on you
now listen, you gave up on me, i came up on you
took my talents somewhere else, lebron james up on you
i was kyrie with the rock, the crack game number 2
now i’m older, still ballin’ like my name uncle drew
they tell you… stay the same, but they change up on you
n*ggas change up the crew like hoes change up their boo
i just played the cards they dealt me ’til a change*up was due
guess i had to switch the dealer or just change up the shoe
now blackjack, ace of spade and a shot of jack
i met a bad actress, she ain’t know how to act
i took her but i brought her back
don’t want her back, i bought her bag
matte like hasselbeck, i call my car a quarterback
if i threw it at her would you doubt she could catch?
she hang like a chain so she ’bout to get sn*tched
ain’t about throwin’ subs, i’m about gettin’ scratches
but if the shoe fits, n*gga, buy an outfit to match it
and you know my boys hold it, we be out with the ratchets
i heard your boys told her you be out with the rats
keep that on the “shhhh!”, nothing less, nothing more
i know the bad boys in brooklyn, they ain’t with the puffy tour
what’s up with your warriors? they ain’t lookin’ tough no more
should get out your feelings bro, and get in your duffle, boy
level up, level up, it’s all about that level up
hold that f*ckin’ bezel up and light this b*tch all the way up
all the way up
all the way up
and everytime you see me n*gga
man i’m all the way up

[verse 14: jadakiss]
meek called me and fab, joe called jigga up
she jumped in the 6, 550 wasn’t big enough
reason n*ggas die, they don’t know how to live enough
they can tread water, but they can’t swim enough
nah, i’m built for the physical outing
besides that, i’m filthy, like munic*p*l housing
j all i know is 500, getchu a thousand
i be in all the hood spots you not allowed in
opps in the building, automatically alert that
hand on the wrist so the chrome don’t jerk back
pull it out, you already know you gotta squirt that
i’m all the way up i’m from where the phones don’t work at
you gon’ need the key from the lobby to slide up
you don’t know the key to the body is mind up
born with it then you don’t gotta get signed up
gotta go when you gotta go, your times up
extendos, no need for keeping the 9’s tucked
i’m kicking you off the ladder for trying to climb up
yup, overlooking the city
i’m all the way up, i’m like hov looking at biggie
it’s 50 in the bank, who rollin’? shoot the 50
if i ace, then these n*ggas think they hit me
but i’m*

[hook: infared]
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up

[verse 15: jay park]
it’s aomg, yeah
man, wait, nah, man, wait
nah all the way no park
jay park이 jay*z 닮아가네
call me young hova
나 항상 배고파
준비됐어 it’s show time
bring in the real 가짜 새끼들이랑 여자
비싼 만큼 남녀 모두가 탐내하는 내 몫
랩을 좀 잘하지 미국인 아이돌 새끼지요
타고났지 수업으로 배울 수 없는 폼
너 힙합으로 헤쳐 나 힙합 역사 만드는 놈
what the f*ck is good? my bucket list is almost complete
so i’m at peace, when i leave, all my lovers can meet
boy, it’s aomg, you ain’t knowing me
다 돌려줘도 나 편하지 4글자 무시할 순 없지

[verse 16: [?]]
all the way up
[?] uber driver
[?]
i can’t hear you anyway, i’m all the way up
[?] donald trump
jungle boy, orangutang man at this rap thing
kl city on my back ’cause i’m all the way up

[verse 17: daboyway]
they wanna see me fall like the ball on new year’s eve
they seem to hate the boy, how i continue to proceed
man, i’m doing this for me, my family and my team
my country and all the peoples that be living out their dreams
they don’t wanna see a high, ch*nky*eyed motherf*cker rap
let alone remix the hottest sh*t upon the streets with joey crack
rap stars, trap stars, run a city like a motherf*cking track star
twist a backwoods in the backyard
straight fire, fresh off the boat, then collect the bar
i been connecting dots, got jewels and drops
and now i move the watch, so just watch

[verse 18: queezy_the_gangster]
i’m 14, am i sober? i think not
no longer living nj but i still run that f*cking block
came from outside of philly, i’m still calling ’em shots
smoking weed with my girl, yea we still together
she missed my bummy ass, i told her she leaving never
that’s my babygirl, i swear she mine forever
somebody try to mess it up, their head is getting severed
i love my girl, and that’s on my life
june 28th, she became my wife
so much going on, she still here despite
i would do anything just to make sure she alright
told her inside her p*ssy i’m going*

[bridge: queezy_the_gangster]
all the way up
i’m all the way up
i’m all the way up
nothing can stop me, i’m all the way up

[outro: queezy_the_gangster]
haha that sh*t was dope

- queezy_the_gangster

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