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Top Hodgy Beats, April Fools

[Intro]
H, B, yeah
[Hodgy Beats]
Our letters divide as we differ; differ like a high
over liquor
Shot glass or bong, which one hit me quicker?
You made me turn before, you should hit the flicker
unless you want a bumper car fender bender
I know I'm guilty but I'm not from the surrender gender
I was introduced to the world in November - send a
rose in the mail love written on the petals
Picked out the concrete, in the middle of the ghetto
She make me rage (rage) like I'm listenin to techno
Had no insurance cause I paid for the gecko
My past made my future, the reason no regretful
but not for her, she the one that made me special
I'm from the bottom, shorty from the middle middle
class
Was a pot of gold, had me on the Skittle task
If she want something, she don't forget to ask
Because I put her first, all the other bitches last
(yeah)
[Chorus]
Girls on my left (left) girls on my right (right)
But there's only one that's spendin the night
And it's you (it's you) it's you (it's you)
It's you (it's you) it's you (it's you)
Girls on my left (left) girls on my right (right)
But there's only one that's spendin the night
And it's you (it's you) it's you (it's you)
It's you - GIRL, it's you
[Hodgy Beats]
I can say that I met you on accident, it's the truth B
Caught a stutter in my tone when she introduced me
Your shirt tight, purse white, Gucci
I'm her type, shirt white, sag pants loosely
She got my duck (duck) duck goose see
Out in the pu-blic, girl I'm actin goofy
Popcorn and chips, go with the movie
Kiss you while we in the store, I don't care who sees
Three A's, two B's, two C's
C's stand for credit, and I get extra
She give me more of what the haters get less of
I hop off the tour bus and never a next-up
She stay in the (Lab) with me like (Dexter)
Drive me around, cause she sweet like nectar
I'm complimentin you, girl it's not a lecture
I'm happy you let the Boogeyman get'cha
[Interlude: repeat 2X]
Don't rush it, it's early, there's crust in your eyes
But surely, I notice, the lust in your eyes
Girlie, I know you had enough of the guys
Start with HB, don't be trustin the lies
[Hodgy Beats]
Do you wanna spend the night? (The night?)
Do you wanna spend the night? (Huh?) And fall in love
Do you wanna spend the night? (The night?)
Do you wanna spend the night? (Night?) And fall in love
Do you wanna spend the night?
Maybe you can even be my wife - just for tonight
Do you wanna spend the night?
Girl you can spend the night, tonight
[Chorus + Interlude]

Top Hodgy Beats, This Is My Life

[Intro:]
Is this thing on?
Alright, cool
[Verse 1:]
Three years ago, I was a freshman
Coming in the hostel of the game like a veteran
You had to dot my eyes good with letters in
Girls had my name on the left of their lettermans
And, yeah I had a little fee
What she didn't know was that I had about three
I wanna come to them, nigga they come to me
Hodgy Beats was steppin on those wannabes
Niggas would copy, girls would jock me
They though I was cocky, lil' nigga not even a jocky
Skinny niggas ride, fuck being stocky
The haters I was chalking, but they wouldn't stop me
But fooling when I wanted to, foolin when I wanted to
Doing what I wanted to, they drooling when I'm coming
through
When the game fronting that's not gon' stop from doing
what I wanna do I do what I wanna do
[Hook:]
This is my life, I'm gonna live it right, gonna live it
right
This is my past, let you see through it just like
glass, just like glass
This is my life, I'm gonna live it right, gonna live it
right
This is my past, let you see through it just like
glass, this is my life
[Verse 2:]
This here Hodgy Q, and he's a rapper
The crap on your lap leave your spot with laughter
Break niggas down on the fact
And when they wanted to act, he backed it up
But couldn't keep his tracks up
Remember that day, on that bus? when he cussed him out?
When they thought he roughed it out?
Kids were watching like they were scouts
He's special in my eyes, but niggas had a doubt
His girl told him that until she found out
He had another chick, house and a couch with swagger on
the mouth
She went down south
He had a lil' ring around his finger, a girlfriend and
a spouse
So he wasn't committed to a youngful commitment
She wasn't with it
So she told him to get it
Gone, he ain't wrong
She got left right, where she big mon
And that's a true story
[Hook:]
This is my life, I'm gonna live it right, gonna live it
right
This is my past, let you see through it just like
glass, just like glass
This is my life, I'm gonna live it right, gonna live it
right
This is my past, let you see through it just like
glass, this is my life

Top Hodgy Beats, Ave!

Just another day in the life, hodgy beats
I am sickly prickly, apparent through pairs of crews
Down your avenue
I got a pair to shoot, they fall without their
parachute
I knock him out his pair of shoes
Truth is a win, I dare to lose
You niggas are very cube
Remember when I was broke and I didn't have shit?
I had that ebt, I get that money and I flip
Those days were shades of blue, a nigga was so sick
And now I'm on the come-up but she don't cum up quick
Rubble young man run but I be in trouble with my fists
Breakin' jaw and take ya bitch
She passenger in my whip
She tatted across her tits like me, "mellowhype"
But the hype is so mellow, and tonight we go rebel
I'm way ahead of ya sunshine, I'm night time
Midnight in this right mind, where the daylight never
shines
I'm in particular the extra curriculum
Rolling up that sticky dum, ain't stop till I'm feelin'
numb
I'm on a hiatus, man I'm one with the clouds
I'm on a hiatus, man I'm one with the clouds
I wave hi to the haters cause none of them are allowed
In the back of the vip with a sack of weed, my peeps
chilling
Stupid broads and superstars, no ordinary civilians
Trying to live to see a million, rapping cereal killin'
In my bowl

Top Hodgy Beats, Superhero

So [?]
So [?]
Hodgy Beats (Hodgy Beats)
[Verse 1:]
Niggas can't trace my [?] like I got my gloves on
The lovers hate on me and I feel there is no love gone
They starvin' and I'm eatin', watch me get my grub on
Stay strapped like a Trojan, bulletproof like a Kevlan
'Till this day, hustlers can't match my hustle
135 pounds, nothin' but muscle
I give hip-hop my all like DHS at the tussle
But I gotta stay humble till the fat lady sing
I'm ready to rumble, one-on-one in the ring
I'm gettin' everything I wish for, except for one thing
I can't have it all even if I got it all
Take a shot it's 50-50, like basketball
So when I hop into my whip and laugh it off
It's not because I'm upper-classin' at all
It's when the basket falls like a piñata
I'll be sittin' on my yacht, still sippin' coladas
[Hook:]
I'm the damage to the music like Joker to Gotham
Spider-man to Green Goblin
Where's Batman and Robin?
I'm the damage to the music like Joker to Gotham
Spider-man to Green Goblin
Where's Batman and Robin?
I could be ya super hero (hero.)
I could be ya super hero (hero.)
I could be ya super hero (hero.)
I could be ya-
[Verse 2:]
I don't waste all my energy
On the negative situations that aren't meant for me
There's an angel that angel that God as sent for me
And she belittles the emphasy between me and the enemy
Hodgy Beats is a winner (Look at him.)
Makin' mistakes and correctin' them
The morals of a sinner
I'm just gettin' to see the world before we all timber
A pro with my tools when I started a beginner
I'm cool like a climate, and when I climax
I need to be rushed to the ER, bring the sirens
Red, white, blue, even violet
No violence but I'm my own [?]
I was born to rhyme, I didn't try it
It was destined
When you close your eyes you feel the best winds
Money make the world go round, so the checks spin
I don't get close those whose necks bend
Backwards. Because those are actors, and you face
forward
The cash, you try to get it and dash off
[Hook]
Come with me
I want you to stay with me
[Verse 3:]
I go after the cabbage
Living the of a savage
They wanna live bad
I'm tryna live the baddest
Eating in the garden is yard, like a rabbit
They can't stay away, because it's become a habit
I have to live lavish, not sleeping in my jacket
Goals, I attack it like a computer hack it
But I'm future jacking
My word I don't ration
Money is a blessing
Music is a passion
Bass blasting in the car with two 12s
Making a mark in the industry not caring who sells
I wanna hold [?] like a few's
They need to listen to me like they do shells
I promote my life, not caring who tells
I'll explain on my feet, until my shoes swell
When the basket falls, like the piñata
I'll be on my yacht, still counting my dollas. (Holla.)
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, Black Magic

[Intro:]
Yeah, it's not my fault this time
I'm a blame it on (You)
This song I'm making is especially for (You)
[Verse:]
Yeah, you make me feel like I'm trash
Like I'm I'm failing and staying in the back of the
class
I thought school was wack being cool was wack
And niggas thought I was cool, how cool is that?
I want you to feel my pain cause I'm out in the rain
But without pain I wasn't gon' gain
My hearts not broken it's more of a sprain
My life ain't a dance like I'm on soul train
My world turned black, inverted cocaine
I can not explain, hopping on the next plane
6: 45 in a 745
Seven shorties live and they ready for the ride
We live to survive or we living to die
Smoke 'til we high, we lose then we gone fly
Get up like cheddar and get it together
Get it now or never so you can hold it forever
[Hook:]
My Odd Future
I gotta get it right now, I gotta get it right now
My Odd Future
I gotta right these lyrics down, I gotta use this paper
right now
My Odd Future
I gotta get it right now, I gotta use this paper right
now
My Odd Future
I gotta write these lyrics down, spit it, how this shit
sound?

Top Hodgy Beats, Alone

[Verse 1]
I'm never alone
It's me, myself in this misery
Darkness despite the 5/8 gliterries
Plug me in like I'm the new kinect, 360 XBOX
Yeah, plug me in like I'm the new connect, slanging crack rock
Under the influence, underrated
My booth a sweat shop
Hang towels and tank tops on my Sony C800
Doctor tell me to quit, enzymes rising in my liver
But that's where me and him differ, nigger
I am not a quitter
Half the time mind's in the shitter
I'm in the clouds, I hit a spritzer
Most of us don't love to be givers
Pretty swell listeners, providing for those relying
You can't define who you are
Give fine line print refinement
Motives for better timing
My motive's forever rhyming
I open the forum for them
They're waiting for me to chime in
And say what I say, Simon
I'm debating if I should sign here
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm never alone
It's me, myself, and my son
I'm up before the sun for my son
That's my number one priority
Majority of people are minority
Underhanded, I understand it
Being taken advantage of ain't the best feeling is it? (nah)
The actions are found through anger
Named it concealed imprisonment
I'm trying to implement the simple shit
Not hoping for episodes of incidents
Which is prevalent without a settlement
I'm heaven sent, hellbound, fresher than luxury with lemon scent
And peppermints, leather, tints, rev the 6 Series
Beep the horn and see if she can hear a bitch clearly
Make a bamboo earring got her name in cursive in the center
A self-centered woman with no room for you to enter (on her vagina)
Agenda, got my name embedded, permanent henna
I'll forget the times we had, will find another to resemble her
There's always that somebody
Could you possibly be that somebody that's...
Watching learning scheming, turning tables
There's always somebody, there's always that
Could possibly be that somebody behind your back
Watching learning scheming, turning tables
Watching learning scheming, turning tables
[Outro]
Y'knamsayin?
Nowadays you just gotta watch your back, baby
I mean you gotta watch your back like you got two backs
You feel me? Can't be trusting these motherfuckers
They all scheming, man
All they want is your motherfucking paper
Your motherfucking talent, whatever you got
Don't give up your independence, nigga
And your motherfucking mind and that's all you got, y'nahmean?
Besides your work

Top Hodgy Beats, Chris Sawyer

Now, I got a story to tell
About a boy from Dena that was pretty as hell
No homo but this kid had all the females
Dark skin around 6'2", enough detail
Always had the fitted and shoes was retail
Every click in Dena, this cat would trail
Counterlight to his height, his face was frail
Had a voice that didn't ring a bell
The legend is what they called him he fucked clean
I guess everything isn't really what it seams
The more misery the more he thinks about his dreams
And having the bling, because he never had the finer
things
The only thing the legend was good at was basketball
He can shoot and make it from half court to basketball
He would play from broad day light 'til after dark
And would play in the park until he saw the narcs
The position of the daughters on him like blood on
sharks
The only thing they wanted to do was act tark
I guess the weed got to him when the castles pictured
it
Cause he started talking crazy acting all ridiculous
What happened to the kid was all so innocent
He even changed the group of friends that he was kickin
with
Putting his nose in something that he didn't even have
no business in
After a while he got gross he thought the world was
shady
He stayed with chicks at the house drivin him crazy
That was the problem with Chris and the ladies
Couldn't leave him alone now he havin a baby
[Outro:]
He coulda been a doctor, he coulda been a lawyer
This is the story about Chris Sawyer

Top Hodgy Beats, Memorex Cds

[Verse 1:]
Mom said I'm crazy and then she kicked me out
I used that motivation for shit to spit about
Two thousand watt amp, three thousand dollar lamp
I'm coming from the ghetto, now where my food stamps?
I smell the scent of college, now where's my fucking
grants?
No money in the bank, only in my pants
Counting up dollars like the pole when the strippers
dance
Take your day serious cause some niggas don't get the
chance
I consider me lucky
Got these haters all hushed like the puppy, stuffing
Goes inside their chickens that are clucking
I'll be like an iPhone, your girl wanna touch me
[Hook:]
I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?
I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?
[Verse 2:]
Man they put me out, man they put me out
And a man is in the man if you gotta pussy out
Whooshin' on the couch and bushin' at the mouth
Slut want comfort and them cushions on the couch
I'm a get up, and chase that money
A bumblebee with pollen feeling make that honey
I can't be tall and shrink like a midget
She can't give me her number and I not call them digits
He lives in anxiety, he twitches and he fidgets
If he don't tell you his story, ask this homie Bridget
And Bridget is like a down-ass ho
But a woman that knows his story won't tell a soul
Cause once you reap you a soul, karma only grows
Carmen only knows when she's riding in the gear
Mercedes come around with money, throw like a cheer
Visa for Mona Lisa with a C cup, drink up
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, Work That Shit

[Intro/Chorus]
Work that shit, work-work that shit [4X]
Put in time, put-put in time [2X]
Put in work, put-put in work
Put in work, w-w-work-work that shit
[Hodgy Beats]
Night creep baby, I can be spooky
Ride a nigga hard, foggy windows in the hooptie
Fuck you so good, you gotta take a dookie
Your hair's straight but when I'm finished it's gon' be
poofy
Put it in your mouth girl, chew me, chew me
Ooh-wee, gooey, that girl bougie
But you know I don't take that shit
I hit it from the back like take that dick!
You gotta love me, don't fake that shit
Up in the jacuzzi, movie make that shit
Then maybe we can switch in the bathroom
Hangin in the shower, show your ass like a baboon
She like it rough; gotta cover the scratch wounds
Hodgy Beats a hot dog, I know the cat cool
Go ahead strip - I ain't throwin dollars
But I'm pourin my juice, makin all you hoes swallow
[Chorus]
[Hodgy Beats]
Girl I'm fin' to put in work here, I'ma make it hurt
She don't know how to suck dick but she can make it
twerk
We do the six-nine, but I be like "Ladies first"
She don't know how to ride the dick but she can make it
burp
Girl - take this dick, girl take this dick
She blow me, the dog or pussy, and rape her clit
Tap the lil' homey like "You better take this shit
cause after I start she ain't gon' want me quit"
Straight drop; yeah I beat it up like a cop
Tell her do it do it do it, do it do it don't stop
It's Friday night, and you know I'm on it
Pop a pill and we ain't stoppin 'til Sunday mornin
God damn, and you know lil' dirty put his mack down
and if she go below, welcome to Sac Town
Hey girl, stop playin around
She want me to put in work and I put it down, hey!
[Chorus - 3X]

Top Hodgy Beats, Diggin' In My Pocket

[Verse 1:]
The only time she speaks the taboo
Is when I get her purchased shirts and the tattoos
Forget about the Bengals, make the system bambooz
Conditioner for the hair to follow the shampoo
If not, shoppin, lip-gloss poppin
She copped the attitude, forgetting the meaning of
respect
Money equal gratitude, her feet Indian
Pressing in the latitude
New pumps, [?] can't go casual
That's like tryna turn a ho into a housewife
3 AM still at the club all night
Silver Patron, gingerale over sprite
The insight of a golddigger ain't nice
It cost to be the boss and I can't pay the price
She's a fucking gamble snake eyes, nigga roll the dice
If it ain't about her nails, her house or her ice
[Hook:]
Diggin' in my pocket, diggin', diggin' in my pocket
She diggin' in my pocket, diggin', diggin' in my pocket
My pocket
[Interlude:]
Hello?
Yo, what's up baby? How you doin'?
Huh? You need some more money?
Whatcha you mean you need some more money?
I just gave you like six hundred dollars!
[Verse 2:]
She diggin in my pocket, yeah she livin' in my pocket
Money make her laugh so she giggling in my pocket
Shake her booty to the beat, wriggling in my pocket
Girl you need to stop it, or else I'm a knock this
She giggle and I'm smoky, actin like I ain't got shit
She say "nigga you are rich" (No I'm not, bitch!)
"Na-uh, Hodgy don't try to play"
When all she do 24/7 is play all day
I'm a end up broke, if I have to pay all day
Pay for my admission and have to pay her way
She need to go to work, need God? Go to church
You only seem to flirt when you want a new skirt
Girl I need a fix, and a second; grab a twix
You claim to need [?] and the [?] and the gifts
Well I have no more to give
If you can't listen to me? Well, here's my ad-libs
(You can't have shit!)
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Yeah girl, you really have to go, y'know
You was diggin' my pockets too deep
But I [?]
I hope you happy, cause I get money, money
I got money, money
Odd Future, go on

Top Hodgy Beats, Skinny Rapper

[Hook:]
Scratch, as I attack the facts
I like fat bags and fat stacks, but I'm a skinny rapper
As I attack the facts
I like fat bags and fat stacks, but I'm a skinny rapper
[Verse:]
The opposite direction is the way to compute
My obscure being the long trip to commute
When the teacher take a day off who substitutes?
Kids balling up paper in class, paper planes, super
glue
Stuck as I'm sitting with a pen no pencil
Permanent utensil, exploding with dementias
Through the wire goes dental become influential
Hell bound with the music when heaven sent you
Horns with the angel wings, Devil cries while the
angels sing
Adjacent must be the way that he angle'n
Crooked, if it fights to get away he book it
Over the stove out on the streets after he cook it
Scent prettier then flowers, ground gritty in the
showers
I take every single minute, this is my hour
I'm a show you the power, OF, Vyron, Beats the time is
ours
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
I on my way down the yellow brick road
My conscience grows, grows, glitter is holds
When I reach my destination she seams to glitter with
gold
And I lose my mind, selling my soul
Na-na-naa, she sings la-la-laa, over, over she hits the
notes
Take a whiff sniff, sniff take a sniff from the nose,
seductive
I bow down and propose to the game, it's my other half
now I'm gone
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, Nagoya

You wanna know something sick?
You got me sick in paranoia
Rubbing Vicks on my imagination
Caught in a daze, flight of fancy
Articulation, she the air
I want to respirate, or hyperventilate
Shit when I feel the fabrics of her mind, she so
reactant
Trampoline infection, uh, plus the backflips
If she don't like some shit she talk back quick
With skintone brown like Orlando
Magic Johnson was number 32
Chamberlain off the loop
We're an obligated team to win, just shoot through the
hoop
If you miss I'd rather rebound
Although I ain't a rebound
You speak my name in eerie sounds
You my queen I'm your king now
I like the ring to the tone of the ringtone
Call and answer like I heard 3 phones
Going off equivalent. For her? Chivalry
Too icy, nigga: real jewelry
And experience is a journey above
Whether dead or alive, I exist to survive
Like the group U-N-I, you and I divide
Our chicken and watermelon
Atom bomb [?] but waste is a larger weapon
This is the faulty present
To borrow essence
[?] is like a formless preference

Top Hodgy Beats, Blame It

[Verse: Hodgy]
Nigga I'm contagious
Ain't nobody cure us
One squirrel out of many gathering more nuts
Groupie fillies getting run over by the tour bus
Double salad sticky icky like sore up
Me and my drink
Homie what's in your cup?
A-a-a-a-a-alcohol
A couple sacks, extra fat I bag them all
Swisher packs for the sacks I packed them off
We fly nigga we don't relax at all
I'm on my genuine: So anxious
Cruising round, drunk, like she know we're the takers
I can see through the make-up if she trying to fake us
Bring me to the bank but I never go bankrupt
Got my change up though I'll never change up
I go after my money like a fucking predator
I wake up to the sound of my lovely cash register
[Chorus: Hodgy]
Every time I see one of them chicken heads, I be like
get off me
(Get off me, get off me)
Every time I see them girls in the red, I be like get
off me
(Get off me. get off me)
Every time I see them chicken heads, I like, man, get
off me
(Get off me!)
'Cause you're killing me hard
You're not killing me softly

Top Hodgy Beats, Rolex

[Verse 1: Hodgy]
Murder murder someone you never heard of
But you need to be scured of, pulling your bitches
skirt up
Swimmin' with womens surfs up, new Jordan L is smurfed
up
My Breath stinks like I burped up, I'm dirty like a
dirt truck
Freeway music sorry but I must emerge ya
I always come first never place with the third cup
Don't act like you deaf nigga, I know you heard us
That's why you shaking in your pants bitch, you nervous
I rhymes 'til I can't get no higher
Multi the flame and I am the fire
Nick Cannon on my hip, right next to Mariah
Messiah, desire before I expire
We tie you in your home with the phone lines wired
Worked to tight, midnight rider
3 a.m. pull up right beside ya
(3 a.m. pull up right beside ya)
I live with bats like I'm a fucking Dodger
Neighborhood life right by Mr. Rodger
You niggas get more even and I get more odder
(You niggas get more even and I get more odder)
[Hook:]
I run off winter time like a platinum Rolex
[Verse 2:]
Eat my dust taste my auto fumes
Original swagger no autotune
Niggas hit the radio and they gettin' respect
I'm still dialing Power 106 calling collect
Express through music I explode myself
Self made money I employ myself
Contemplating suicide should I destroy myself?
Or restore my health cause I support like belts
Pull up your trousers this world is Mario find a realm
And you up against bowser, I'm sorry to the girls
Fantasizing about me and your browser
My girls 'bout it, 'bout it, don't let her get roweled
up
I count up every dollar that I get from the ground up
Cowboy with the rope and I got her when I round up
Eight to ten I chase to win
Finish where I left off where do I begin?
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, Claustroflowbic

[Intro]
Sound so crazy
50 pull-ups on the pull-up bar
When I hit award shows I wanna pull up a star
Tank on E, got no time to pump
So I'm runnin on fumes cause I live life once
Duct tape in the trunk of, my corrupted mental
Mood swingin lyrics like a woman on her menstraul
Gold line, sleep in Union Station metro
Skateboard plus sneaks, high top retro
Special but can't blend in like a gecko
Fans runnin up, askin me about my next show
like, let me grab my friends and let's go
Rap is my passion, fuck tryin to impress hoes
I reach for the stars like NASA moonwalkin
Why you runnin your mouths, what'cha goons talkin?
Backstage with Left Brain in my own dream
And the haters is goin to sleep, they gon' dream soon
[Chorus]
I can't breathe I'm - claustroflowbic
Give me space I'm - claustroflowbic
Fame is a closet and I'm claustroflowbic
My rep, I lost it cause nigga I'm claustroflowbic
Claustroflowbic? (Claustroflowbic) [4X]
(Left) Pinky and the (Brain), noodles to the strain
Doggie to the dang, great
Told me the Tiger series or boxers, I ate flipped
accordians
Two-faced, two rows, two gates
Whichever way I choose is a new fate
New love is a new hate, she got a cute face
Bad attitude with a Haddie Q taste
Gettin at her, spittin at her, yeah how the boot taste?
Gingivitis, toothache, mouthwash, toothpaste, breathin
on 'em
Spit hot flows like the heater's on 'em
Pretty hood like I dickie wifebeated on 'em
Teetin material like our cousin skeeted on 'em
Don't lie, don't hi, won't lie, won't die
cause my music is alive
Don't lie, don't hi, won't lie, won't die
cause my music is alive
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Inhale, exhale [5X]
Exhale, exhale

Top Hodgy Beats, Ignorant Shit

Whattup Taj? Haha!
Yeah
My amnesia cause me to sip NyQuil
and sleep in the mornin, forgettin how my nights feel
Niggaz nosey, I wonder how Mike feel
after the fix-up, hopin Venice might heel
Banana clips might peel if situations heavy
Dumpin out the Bentley Azure instead of Chevys
Battery mentality, I'm (Everready)
You're the opposite of me motherfucker you never-ready
I gas up on my wagon 'til my whip full
Keep the hip tool, a/k/a pis-tol
Diamonds by the diamond to keep the wrist cool
I stand tall while y'all posin niggaz sit, stool
Flights overnight, constantly on the move
Real niggaz don't jerk, real niggaz we groove
Real niggaz don't hurt, lil' homey we do
what we gotta do to get ourselves at the plot
The plant gets moved when it's too big for the pot
I'm a G, so I know how to hit the right spot
When they're tied up, I can untangle any knot
Girls ride my coaster like I'm a ride at Knotts
Black dude, black car with the black socks
The reason they down my race is because, black rocks
Ock, I hope you understand English
Whoever made slang is a muh'fuckin genius
Call me Captain Hook, and get hooked
if you relax, one gram of me'll make you relapse
If you try to sleep, take a free nap
I'm allergic to the world, how the fuck I'ma react?
I don't know...

Top Hodgy Beats, Higashi Loves You

[Hook:]
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
[Verse 1:]
I felt the beat in my heart
Other niggas pump they brains
Give me the dank and strains, I'll hop into my paper
plain
Niggas run they mou-ou, shit I do the same
The only difference is I'm getting it bitches
Cause money addiction, the addict is unrestricted to
the life that I'm living
Man the life that I was given was purposely handed to
me
I swear it was granted to me
I'm rose gold frozen, my nigga you granite to me uh
That was what I call a fun time punch line
With'cha bitch in the summer time and guess what, she
undermines
Under minded, you have to underline it
A literate, triple six
What he fuck the time is (Golf Wang)
[Hook:]
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
[Verse 2:]
I flow so hard, you can't tell if my dick or gun'll
bust
I'm sick I need that robituss' and that lobster
stroganuff
I'm faded, chauffeured up, smokin' up
Rollin' up another dutch,
Amsterdam where the women are dutch
Freaks that don't talk much
Red-heads gimme that bed-head
I told Becky to give me that red-neck
And I'm rocking my Nigga hat
Like a nigga back and my nigga strapped
Gun shot with it, guns shot with it, (click) gun shot
with it
I'm a be a fucking legend like 2Pac & Biggie
And smoke the signals to tell the lord to come and get
me
Or a higher power to arrive in an hour
I got to blow this ounce and put my shades on so let's
bounce (yep)
[Hook:]
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby oh oh oh
Somebody loves you baby

Top Hodgy Beats, Mystery

[Intro:]
Dear diary, what a day it's been
Dear diary, it's been just like a dream
Woke up late, wasn't where I shoulda been
For goodness sake, what's happening to me
Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary
[Verse 1:]
My Wendy started to look like Fendis
My swagger's past Benjies but I'm so friendly
Hodgy what you on the internet looking at Bentleys?
The sawed-off to go unlawful and the niggas wanna tempt
me
The bitch work for me, she my chef
She cook me breakfast, then brush my teeth, Crest
I put all of my eggs in one basket, less with finesse
Now I'm the best, Hodgy Beats on this Johnny Quest
Put your ass to the test if you fucking make a mess
I'm tidy as I'm reciting somethin' new and excitin'
This is my recital on the roof with the rifle
Pull the trigger once, bullet sprays in the fuckin'
spiral
I'm sick bitch, awfully viral, yeah
[Verse 2:]
I'm pullin' the game
Not what you lose but what you gain, understand
Turn down the bass in my vocals and crank up the gain
I like my shit gritty, crackhouse with acid titties
Bitches on my dick like a 59.50
I don't care about a diss, muthafucka make a hit
Nigga fuckin' here, I'm gon' watch 'em crank up the
volume
I'm older than my Blackberry, pop white and black
Cherries after lycal, Wolf Gang swagger nigga
Fuck all people that watched my show tonight
Tivo-ing the sequel, and they call us equal? Shit
Yeah, this that Hodgy Beats BamBeeno collaboration
Yeah, swag

Top Hodgy Beats, Warehouse

What you say nigga
I’m programmed to smoke grams of the ..
Me and my girl and ..world as we said on the bench
They thinking about past time ‘cause the present’s a gift
Less what we wanna .. bigger stress is a bitch
And i know you wanna run the way till you forget about me
And what we had to get that we had regrets
I wish there was a boy on this game so we could reset
I never want this space but we don’t know had it EJ
And for the record i ain’t trippin on these other niggas ..
‘cause another man can ever discover with em
And understand I’m a man so you think quicker
I think licker till I’m sicker we ..
Trouble and stumbling over the gals curves
And you ..pretty lips fall words
My negative actively actions all ..
Me and my ...and you cruelly taking credit
I’m sorry
But you know ..keep pushing

Top Hodgy Beats, Cannon

[Intro:]
It's really a fucking shame how these niggas think they
better than me
I mean, I'm not signed to anything but, I'm just saying
like
You wanna battle? I'm a just go punch lines, maybe you
think twice
[Verse 1:]
Oh, if you got beef, you know where he at
With the heavy arms, body parts I detatch
Hungry like a pitbull the way that I react
Eat ya for dinner I skin 'em, yeah that's a pre-fact
Now give me time to reach into the briefcase
Got so much money, it's like an open freeway
Switch lanes flip me off, model bitches get me off
I'm a target, which one of you bitch niggas gon' hit me
dog
I pull out she make me soft, wipe you down with a cloth
And it better be Taylor bitch
Cause I'm McCain to all you Sarah Palins bitch
In the yacht when it's hot see me sailin rich
Go back, switching lanes
DB9, they do bad, he be fine, she be mine, and she'd be
mom
Flippin quarters while I'm stepping on these dimes
Jewelery, the sun shines, so they be blind, put your
glasses on
Titties on the glass, girl put your asses on
Born and raised without a pops nigga put the bastard on
Yeah I'm starving like I'm fucking fasting homes
Better put your hands up, skerr, I crash the song
And I must be hotter
And if they say shoot me, best believe I shot 'em
Got 'em, mothafucka I pop 'em like a pill
And I will pop 'em like a fucking wheel, I'm I'll
[Hook:]
You can make your music cause I'm gonna make mine
anyway
If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
I'm a stack my chips and I'm a make my paper anyway
You could get it anyday, you could get it anyway
I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
I'm a fucking throw a fuckin' tantrum, tantrum
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, you niggas don't want beef
Cause I'm Hodgy Beats coming from them Dena streets
If a nigga want heat, he gone really get it
If this bitch think she getting money, she can really
quit it
I'm with it, I'm just kidding, I'm not fucking with it
Cause she probley got diseases in the clitoris
Tickets, I'm a get it, by the cops better not
But it's nice when I tie them on the spot
I'm just chilling, I'm just thrilling, I'm just
grilling, mothafuckas
On your face it look like you been grilling mothafucka
Cause you blacker than a mothafucka, better back up
Or I'm a get strapped like a mothafucka, you get
clapped like a mothafucka
Mothafucka, you think I'm fuking joking?
But I choke your ass out, mothafucka choke him
Choke him like he been lynch
And yeah, I ain't a shit, so I walk with a stinch
And a limp, cause I'm a motha-mothafuckin' pimp
I don't give a fuck, my name gon' be on mothafuckin'
blimps and shit
I'm just freestyling straight wiling
Niggas acting like I lay plans like I'm tiling
Yeah, I do, but I'm mothafuckin' wild
And I spoke black and mild, but I'm black and wilding
out

Top Hodgy Beats, In A Dream

Both of my eyes are closed, I roll on my clairvoyance
Thats why we make appointments, there are no
disappointments
And it makes it less awkward when you smile through my
avoidance
Your heart speaks to your mind and rejoices
But reality had set its path, you are stuck with your
choices
And none of them have to do with me
I'm empty, you are full of me
A fool for me, compulsively destructing my cell phone
Building hand held behind the wheel screamin' and
speedin'
You're crying, I feel like crashing and causing an
accident
I've had it with the angry passionate love
That was mistaken for lust fabricant
You forgive me for all of my accidents I've had the
last of it
Pick up speed on Laurel Canyon, chancing to crash the
whip, I’m fast in it
Body's adrenaline rush, and a sentiment touch
Relevance is much stiff as elephant's tusk
After hits of that hells angels dust
Stone rollin' to find myself at the liquor store
Maybe I can get some help at the liquor store (store?)
Give me that Jack off the shelf in the liquor store
Popped the bottle in the parking lot, girl you get to
pour
I'm writing ryhmes these are fighting lines
Or guidance lines, just abide by mines
Or divide the times we've shared
And your a part of time, with the war that you declared
And we share it together like an eclair
Cuz I just wanna be fair, and you just wanna be here
I don't understand it, I'm anger managed
I fucking panic, you stress me to the point I'm frantic
Sirens, ambulances, emotional inbalances
Beautiful ballerina dances as I spin her body like a
dreidle
She asks me if I love her I told her keep it under the
table
Only if I'm able on and off like bad cable
And this is not a fable, this is somewhere I've been
A wishing well, me, sin, cinnamon and my pen

Top Hodgy Beats, Love Melody

[Verse 1:]
Hodgy Beats, OF, yes
I bet you I could make you smile
If you would sit with me for a while
And I lay down my plan like I'm working with tile,
Remember I'm a grown man, say goodbye to the child
Girl, am I sweet enough?
Do I make your heart beat, can I speed it up?
If you want a gangsta, Am I G enough?
We can start a fire baby girl, heat it up
And I'll put it out for ya,
You-ooh-why, can't play because I-A-Dore you (yeah)
Take you to the bed and snore ya haha,
I'm not gonna judge you because I'm more of a lawyer
She got me like goddamn, on the elevation high, going
to the top man
Take my shirt off if you standing on hot sand.
Ya boy told me not to leave ya, and I'm not fam
[Hook:]
I don't know, how you do it, do it, do it
(I want you to find out, girl I want you to find out.)
Your sexy smile, got me going through it, through it,
through it
(And why is that? heh why is that?)
You are apart of me, and you don't even know it, know
it, know it
(Hmm? I don't even know it?)
But tonight, if you come with me, I Promise I will show
it, show it, show it
(Uh, Hodgy Beats.)
Show you my life
[Verse 2:]
She told me I'm a handful,
Not letting me know what she know that her man pulls
I give a ride on my bike grip of handles, and late
night back at home burning candles
I only wanna show you, I can romance, take you out on a
date, we can slow dance
Flights out to U.S., where to go France?
If I can get a chance, you won't call the ambulance
You'll have no pain, you'll be happy.
I'm looking at you, looking right back at me
She's my lotion, if my elbows ashy haha.
Not even Ashley can have me, because she can't do what
you do
Maybe, that's the reason why I'm stuck on you
Baby boo, what I have for you is true,
Now your days are yellow when they used to be blue
Holla
[Hook:]
I don't know, how you do it, do it, do it
Your sexy smile, got me going through it, through it,
through it
You are apart of me, and you don't even know it, know
it, know it
But tonight, if you come with me, I promise I will show
it, show it, show it
Show you my life
You're everything I want in a man,
I just wish I could hold your hand, and maybe you'd
understand me
(I would hold your hand so I could understand you
better)
Look into my eyes, let me see your my mind and why, you
control me
(I could show you through all the bad weather)
My words are jumbled around, I stumble integrity's
crumbling down, so just hold me
(I told you that I want us to be together)
Baby, give me a chance, and live in the romance, and
then I will show you
(Show me what?)
Show you my life
Hahahaha

Top Hodgy Beats, Speed Racer

[Intro:]
Don't sniff cocaine, it's bad for you
Don't smoke weed, it's bad for you
Don't drink liquor, it's bad for you
Don't eat food, it's bad for you
Don't like money, it's bad for you
Yeah, HB comin' from Odd Future
[Verse 1:]
I swallow my pride, blueberry flavor
The kid spits next door sort off like a neighbor
Spaceship crash on America like a creator
Died and came back like I'm a holy savior
Holy molly racer, Daytons on a scrapper
I clog mothafuckas, nigga who scrapped her
Raped her (I don't know) R. Kelly taped her
Niggas want fades, I'm a give your ass a taper
I put that on Rodney and my bubba shawty
Carrying a shotty, cutting up Bobby
I'm cutting up probably, cutting up bodies
Chopped and screwed everybody
Bitch I'm Hitler with every Nazi
Aiming at your face like we're paparazzi
Down comes confetti, intestines, spaghetti
On your mark set, but you niggas ain't ready
[Hook:]
Ready, set, go, race car
[Verse 2:]
Speeding, I'm a heathen in the hour of the evening
Odd Future tight nigga can't be even
What's cracking, what's creasing, Crisco greasing
Chuck E Cheesing, why your girl got a frown on
Paint her face clown on
Pump up the volume, make sure the sound's on
To investigate I'm like a hound dog
Dog hound, there's a dog found, put 'em in the dog
pound
Throw 'em in a cage watch the nigga bark now
Chomping on an over sized bone
Meet my impostor, over sized clone
Thoughts race in my mind, over sized dome
But I'm focused driving a Ford Focus
Hustling harder 'til I'm racing in a Lotus
Know this, but one time he blew a nigga head off
Jumped in this race car (What happened?) he sped off
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, April 27th

She is going down that crack rock road
Let go of the steering wheel grab the matchbox slow
Take a dose of what most of us call that robot nose
Give you shit until I dip it like a pothole
When I'm glancing you looking at me, seeing I got gold
I put my foot down, baby girl I got soul
And so what if I'm a non-believer?
With the life beyond your boundaries
You step in, I could make your heaven hell
And use it as a weapon well
Empty shells, jail, no bail
Maybe parole, when I roll
You will go out the load 'til I explode, C4 boom
The only one who blows my head like ballons
Can't wait til my baby out of that cocoon of yours
He will bloom, of course
And consume the source that we giving, it's a given
It's a given when I look up in the sky
I don't see a fucking ribbon
That's on top of what contains your intelligence
You're my relevance, your my angel, I haven't seen Heaven
since
They say that red is the color of the Devil's dress
Finding the bitch, she a fully-dressed dish
Damn, ayo I just... you know, I... you know how I feel,
right? I mean
I don't really have to elaborate anymore, it's just like,
in your face...

Top Hodgy Beats, Samurai

[HOOK x2]
Cadillac gold grills in my mother fuckin' mouth
Cocaine, gold chain rests on my vertebrae
All them niggas that be hatin' better watch what they
say
I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius Clay
[Verse 1]
Mountain Climbing's about the rhyming, I (work) to the
tippy-top
Me, my notepad, Mary Jane, sticky pot
Ticks from the clock, so it means I don't get to stop
I be in the studio pacing, waiting for this shit to
drop
Niggas wish whether we flop Divac
Flock to take me a boombox, every fucking 2 knocks
I see you running ya chops, chop it up and get chopped
Bag 'em up, he off the docks, and bitch I'm at the
beach
Bitch I'm at the beach, (oh) bitch I'm at the beach
With a childish flow, that means this shit is at your
reach
I'm here to keep it g, from the eyes (I's) how I see
You're here to be a b-i-t on my d
I need no ID for you to recognize
I exercise my thought, got you petrified, bitch I'm
next to die
(Die) Consider me invisible, and also one mentally
fucked individual
(A bunch of coughing and trading blunts, passing the
weed around)
[HOOK x2]
[Verse 2]
Why the fuck got these niggas gotta hate for?
I got a lot of shit they can't pay for
Cooler than the beach, fuck the lakeshore
You niggas take six, well I'mma take more
I'm like a virgin dick, I go hard, and I get up in your
bitch and boguard (both gone?)
Niggas riding waves without the chauffeur
I'mma drown your ass and take your surfboard (PUSSY!)
My shit stink, no cushion Whoopie
Goldberg I beat the track Goldberg
Dusting off my shoulders and keep it moving forward
Nigga sat and playing Madden on the couch, bored
Slower, you mother fuckers goin' nowhere
Except for taking Grandma to the store
Turn the television on and check the score
And trail like a tail on a fucking horse

Top Hodgy Beats, Live

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
Hodgy Beats Mike G...
Wolf gang... golf wang... kill 'em all...
I feel like committing Role Royces, no choices
I hear voices, comprehend I would brand the trend
The devil tells me to get in, so she can take me for a
spin
She said he had a lover, and I'm looking just like him
Slim Jim and Jim's Tims, what's my muthafucking name?
She spittin' so much game that it's a muthafucking
shame
Why do I hate religion? every single step I'm sinning
Every single song is winning, but my soul is jailed in
prison
I'm tired of struggles and lies, can I get above the
fly?
Baby girl need a hug, don't cry, get a second cause I
might know why
Your a girl, I'm one guy, that's the thing everybody
gon' try
Till plotters will plot the y... why?
[Hook: Hodgy Beats]
Su-ic-ide is a path we all must take and face
But what happens we wanna
Liiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
Su-ic-ide is a path we all must take and face
But what happens we wanna
Liiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
[Verse 2: Mike G]
Uh, there's no reason to make it more than it's not
You think it's easy, the truth is I give it more than I
got
These niggas feed it for a name, they fade, we remain
It's all fun and games 'til there's money to be made
You remember me? niggas feel it three so now they envy
me
But you see, my surface is usually less then what it's
meant to be
Can't help but think that this is what is meant to be
So not living the life is the thing that fucks with me
mentally
Cause shit, dreams don't come true, expectations hard
to do
Niggas talk a lot but hardly do, what they aught to do
My niggas are surviving the streets, for one reason
Niggas ain't living to kill, niggas just dying to
eat... uh
[Hook:]
Su-ic-ide is a path we all must take and face
But what happens we wanna
Liiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
Su-ic-ide is a path we all must take and face
But what happens we wanna
Liiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive
We wanna liiiiiive

Top Hodgy Beats, Karateman (ft. Left Brain)

[Bridge: Hodgy]
I tell the little homies “it's life”
Tell these cute bitches “get right”
Light a blunt for everybody, get high
Everything is gonna be alright
I tell the little homies “it's life”
Tell these cute bitches “get right”
Light a blunt for everybody, get high
Everything is gonna be alright
I tell the little homies “it's life”
Tell these cute bitches “get right”
Light a blunt for everybody, get high
Everything is gonna be alright
I tell the little homies “it's life”
Tell these cute bitches “get right”
Light a blunt for everybody, get high
Everything is gonna be alright
[Hook: Hodgy]
I'm lyin' on a landslide
With a bag of California to smoke
An ounce of shrooms for nature walks
And heightened talks, invited some of my folks...
Ones that was here before the fame
And blame the world for bringin' us so close
Familys build family trees, grow apple-trees
And that's what matters the most
[Verse 2: Left Brain]
West side my stompin' ground
I'm stompin' round in my black Vans
MellowHype on my jersey, tattoos on my black hands
Ridin' up in that Chevrolet, smoke weed, everyday
Rest in peace to that nigga Nate
You fuck niggas, you can't relate
All my niggas up in this bitch
Reppin' Golf Wang, you ain't even know it
We smokin' on that Bama-Weed, you ain't even grow it
Bitch im on your mind, tell me how it feels...
Bitch im on your mind, tell me how it feels...
[Bridge: Hodgy]
[Hook: Hodgy]

Top Hodgy Beats, Pink Magic

[Intro:]
Said you wanna go?
Where to?
I mean we can but... I don't know
[Hook: Casey]
She said she wanna go
She said she wanna leave
I said I do too baby where you wanna be?
She said with me wherever I go
I'm just what she need but she know how I do
She know I write songs but are they for her
She know I stay down but will it occur
I don't know oooo but I know that we can go oooo
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
You picked me thinking I was your best guy
Gave you the best slice from my best pie
I even let you shop at best buy, itunes
Won't you cop my song
Leave me alone I'm in my zone
But I got this chick on the other line on my phone
Damn she's all on my dome givin me dome
And most of them showin unknown
Cums on the call then you pick up the phone
I left my phone at home and you copped it picked it up
then you dropped it
Then she said wsup you said wsup you said what the what
the fuck
And I was just starin tryna get home racin in my
mclaren
Lookin at aaron starin
People don't know but you say it ain't fair and I agree
[Hook: Casey]
She said she wanna go
She said she wanna leave
I said I do too baby where you wanna be?
She said with me wherever I go
I'm just what she need but she know how I do
She know I write songs but are they for her
She know I stay down but will it occur
I don't know oooo but I know that we can go oooo
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
I go to the house
You sit on the couch
Take my shit off the couch
She tried to kick me out my house
Her ring fall off I'm picking up the spouse
Listen to the girl shit I'm picking up my mouth
Jaw dropping she dropped my jaw
Now I'm picking up what else is in my pocket
Wallet fell out she sat me on my ass
I'm sittin on the grass smokin on the grass
Chillin with that ass that was yesterday
I mean we used to play
And now it's time for divorce relationship decayed
I could spit that break hearts like tick tacs
Still get back I meant to say kit kat
[Hook: Casey]
She said she wanna go
She said she wanna leave
I said I do too baby where you wanna be?
She said with me wherever I go
I'm just what she need but she know how I do
She know I write songs but are they for her
She know I stay down but will it occur
I don't know oooo but I know that we can go oooo
[Verse 3: Casey]
Girl you know I love you
You know you are the hood
I ain't tryna read but it's one for the books
I'm really feelin your looks but it's also what's on
the inside
You wanna come with me you because you wanna win right
I'm giving you insight cause it don't sit here right
Our love is in the dark but baby the lens like
But this bout to end like

Top Hodgy Beats, Crap

[Left Brain:]
Left Brain
Bitches all wanna be in the club with me, me
Bottles of the rosay in that V.I.P., P
With the Wolf Gang, Yeah you wanna be
Just because you got that ass don't mean you gonna be
I know what you want, you want this dick inside you
You want me to be your man and stand beside
I'm a player, A.K.A. a slayer
I fleed out the scene told her see you later
Bitch, chocolate chip, what you drinkin' tonight
I'm sippin on that promeslane, cold and sprite
Yeah I'm moving slow, but the music is fast
Don't even start thinking about my cash
Yeah I know a nigga just payed for that cab
Cause driving drunk will end up in a bloody crash
But fuck it in the end of the night, I'm very well
And you can go and tell your friends the fairytale,
Whoa
[Hook]
[Hodgy Beats:]
Keep on playin''round
Watch you bump yo head
Hit yo noggin hard
Should've listened to what I said
Wisdom from the wise
Eyes all bloody red
Intoxicated dreams
Woke up in hell instead
Of my cow kid cottin
And a lady of breast
Neighboring my flavoring
Tryna see which move was next
Bitch I'm a secret agent
Fuck up as my gun
Maggin' up, extended thumb
Dragon tounge, nigga fire
You needa stop playin' round
Curiousity killed the cat
But you roll in dark and nightime like a bat
Niggas be on the corner tryna teach themself how to
ollie
And I ain't catching them catching the 7 bus home until
I got it
Life of a teenanger, young, black in the hood
Inspirations of making out so everything can be good
Mellowhype lifestyle, odd future records
We the hot shit got them sneezing out this pepper, oooh

Top Hodgy Beats, Contrasting Swagg

[Intro]
Yes (uhh) yeah
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Taj man this beat crazy nigga!
Now if you feelin Vibe Beats put your hands up
If you feelin O.F. put your hands up
If you got somethin in your cup and your blowin
somethin up
Put your hands in the sky, throw your hands up
Now all my mamis in the club
that's poppin and movin y'all thang (y'all thang)
I said shake it to the beat, shake it shake it to the
beat
but please don't thrash y'all frame
I said all my mamis in the club
that's poppin and movin y'all thang (y'all thang)
I said shake it to the beat, shake it shake it to the
beat
but please don't thrash your frame - hit me!
[Karma]
Welcome to the time space continuum
I'm the Wiz Kid, spittin pure intelligence
Mass murderer, with a swag that's elegant
Toot my own trunk if I could, they call me elephant
Snuffalupagus, Sesame Street
It's the Kar-toon with my boy (Hodgy Beats)
Puttin on wax somethin from another realm
The type of shit to stick to your skull like stylin gel
In detail, we crack like seashells
with a record that need sales
We group bars like prison cells, top climbers you fell
Oh well! Game over
You get sent back like an e-mail, fake over
It's time fo' the takeover
Outer beam science from NASA solar
Carbonated tastes like a cup of soda
Rambo ammo bandana soldier
Grasp the mask a token of smokers
We should let this bitch breathe like Nasir to Hova
Definition mack, he givin niggaz the cold shoulder
Bullet shells in the speaker, the mic on the holster
Momma always told me to brag like I'm 'sposed to
I'm the Wiz Kid, the icon on the poster
Motherfucker! ...Vibe with me
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You, can't, stop, that
music that we makin holmes
Niggaz they be fakin holmes
Bitches we be takin home
[Hodgy Beats]
If I was a city she'd put me on
She'd fuck a HypeBeast no crook T on
The Obama kush is the mush we on
Captain number seven, cereal Lucky Charms
I must be wrong cause I'm runnin with a scandal
Gettin my cake, you can blow out all the candles
Rob you for fit if you lookin like D'Angelo
Move forward like, Lamar Odom, I can't go
I'm a superhero minus the cape
Bring it back to the 80's, listen to my tape
I (Bathe) in my sales like a fuckin (Ape)
Hold a burner if a nigga trip I'm gon cremate
Fuck the he say/she say
What she say is he play and we spray
Cause I like to spray it, I'm a motherfuckin..
I ain't gotta say it, I'ma just replay it
Henny on the rocks, blunt chase it
Drink the whole bottle I face it
Everything's slow like The Matrix
A whole week inhalin, I'm on day six
I took five nigga, I'm 'bout to (Take 6)
Cause I'm in my zone
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm in my zone
Yup! I'm in my zone
Nigga leave me alone, I'm in my zone
One day, I'm ridin chrome
I'ma be ridin chrome
Nigga leave me alone
Why? Cause I'm in my zone
I just like to slow it down y'know, ha ha
Came here with the motherfuckin Wiz Kid
Hodgy the motherfuckin Beast, motherfucker
[Chorus]
[Outro]
See now all my mamis in the club
that's poppin and doin y'all thang (y'all thang)
I said shake it to the beat, shake it shake it to the
beat
but please don't thrash y'all frame
And now all my mamis in the club
that's poppin and movin y'all thang (y'all thang)
We said shake it to the beat, shake it shake it to the
beat
... but don't thrash yo' frame (yo' fresh)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

Top Hodgy Beats, Special

Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Special special,
Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Fly as you want to be,
Never been a wannabee,
Can I stick around,
See the woman that you gonna be,
Working all night,
Cause in the day still a student,
Keeping to that check,
Girl I love the way that you do it,
6 feet of cupery,
Blue box in your jewelry,
Come and see the world,
You can tell that this ain't new to me,
Shopping in my line,
You like, oh my God I want those,
Once you try them on,
I say, oh my God I love those,
Get them if you want,
I came up a couple bucks,
Niggas wouldn't hit me back,
Saying niggas hit me up,
That's enough, back to you,
Girl you sexy and you cool,
You don't even know it's true,
That's what makes you beautiful,
With your hair up in a bun,
And your feet up on my lap,
You were sipping pineo,
I had a cup full of the yak,
Had my hands all on your front,
But my hat was all to the back,
And as soon as we was done,
You was hollerin' running back,
Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Special special,
Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Prettier than jade [?]
Come and have some kids with me,
We can name her willow,
I ain't playing,
I'm for real though,
But we gotta hurry up so she can grow up with lou ivy,
Like a big sister, keep her outta trouble probably,
Gotta keep it real,
That's the only we keep it,
And I love you cause you [?]
You don't keep no little secrets,
When the knicks try to holla,
You just tell them niggas beat it,
Show me someone better,
Where she at I gotta see it,
See it with my eyes,
Cause right now I don't believe it,
You turning up the heat,
Cause you a little bit anemic,
And I prefer it cooler,
But you love it so I leave it,
Uh uh, you got it girl,
You really picture perfect,
You know how they are,
So when you get it you deserve it,
You deserve a palace with some grapes,
A couple service,
Don't let them tell you, you ain't worth it,
Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Special special,
Special special,
Look at how your neck glow,
Look at how you walk by,
Look at how you're dress flow,
Special special,
Ooh, you so perfecto,
Love the way you throw it back,
Baby you so retro,
Blah blah

Top Hodgy Beats, Turnt Down

All the way turnt up, all the way turnt down
Blowing clouds of a smoke like a Ferrari when it burns
out
White girl brunette, she don't gotta sweat her perm out
But she eat my apple when the fucking w-worms out
I live in fast lane, fast lane fury
Never in court, fuck the judge and the jury
My minds in a race cause my time's in a hurry
Catch a fish nigga and fry him like he curry
Yo, wait until I take off, wait until I take off
Bring your bitch along cause I catch her like it's
baseball
And she run them bases nigga and she run them bases
Bitch she bringing home dome on a daily basis
85 year old rocking RMK flannel
With supreme khakis and some Gucci sandals
Bitch I'm on a beach and the beach name is fuck
I catch an orgasm every time you suck
Bitch I'm on the grind like I grind my teeth
Put you niggas in tortillas cause I grind my beef
And I poke her face, just like I'm playing poker
Chilling like a villain painting faces like the Joker
Tipping on 44's while I'm tipped on Jerry Sailor
Smoke so much weed I need a muthafuckin' inhaler
I'm on another level, pull down the leverage
Bitch I quench the thirsty pass the muthafuckin' beverage

Top Hodgy Beats, Lift

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
We trippy nigga, hella far out (trippy!)
I'm on the track with Juicy J, bitch eat your heart out
Haters like, "what's the fucking odds I pull the cards
out?"
Not a shooting star, but high enough to shoot the stars
out
Sipping on some syrup, and I'm feeling great
Chilling with this girl, I'm finna penetrate
Now she [?], I ain't cuffing, I'm a renegade
Skeeting in her face, hit the dougie, bitch I'm getting
paid
Domo's in this ho, chilling on the ceiling
Smoking my prescription, how you doing, how you
feeling?
It's not for the weak, strong drugs might kill em
I'm a hop in the beach crispier than white linen
And I'm faded like a washed black tee, mad tree
If you need the loud sheep, ask me, I'm deep
Influenced underneath, I'm good, no sleep
Nowhere near me, up 30, 000 feet bitch
[Hook: Hodgy Beats]
It's like I'm high in the airport
And they know I'm faded
No problems escalated
Man, we ain't the ones to play with
[Juicy J:]
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
[Domo Genesis:]
I'm coming down but I ain't touching the ground
Flyest nigga around, G6 high in the clouds bitch
[Juicy J:]
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
30, 000 feet
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Juicy J be high as hell, get that drink I might as well
Find a bitch and sock the bitch
And give her dick, but please don't tell
Trippy hoes with trippy niggas
Paper planes and plenty swishas
Need something? I know them niggas
[?] gone, I know the nigga
Shots, shots, everybody taking shots
Smoking and I'm sipping, stumbling through the parking
lot
Syrup, slurred words, dropping, hitting curbs
Bad model bitch, I'm trying hit her where it hurts
Medication proper, I got it from the doctor
Tonight's a celebration, roll them blunts up like a [?]
Might die, might die, might die
Walkies been around, Bombay straight
Bitch I need another round
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Hodgy Beats]
I tell my mans I'm on the way to the show
Grab the bottles, call the models on the way, let's go
Niggas leaning in the Lex, no need for a stretch
Return typos when I receiving text
I don't wife hoes, I just fiending for sex
Heard she like pills, she be screaming for X
YZ, I'm the nigga you might see
In need of Visine, blood shed on the crime scene
[?] for the summer fire works, which I observe
Mary Jane is nymph, she gon die a perv
Police may pull me over, cause shit, I might serve
I blow the smoke in they face, I got a lot of nerve
My life is like a strobe light, you turn me off
I pro light up the weed
And pour some fucking drink that give me fix I need
OFWG overseas, 30, 000 feet
[Outro: Left Brain]

Top Hodgy Beats, Rella

[Hodgy:]
I fucked this flow
This is my electronic press kit
Uh huh it's some fresh shit
Nigga recollect bitch
Grow grey hairs, don't stress it
I text message, messages to fuck in estrogen
She let's me in, I sex her then she sexier than my
leather vans
Cause I never am purchasing
Reimbursing your currency
Put your body on the
To work the street, I hurt the streets
Heard she sweet, she hershey's sweet
But me I'm extravagent
Hop on the bandwagon kid
I'm about to tell you some tragic shit
The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio
mixing raw
Bitches... my draws like you... my draws, nigga my
dick's in her jaw
I'm wes snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the
apple
Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into snapple
Fuck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
Nigga, genghis khan mention, marilyn manson
Making money in the present, it be safe for my
grandsons
African drugs for when the champ come
[Domo Genesis:]
Suicide watch nigga
Kill yourself
Oposition who?
Nigga reveal yourself
How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
Splinter cell creepin in this bitch, you couldn't feel
the stealth
Wolves are prowling, hunger at it's fucking best
I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest
Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some fuckin'
bread
Drugs are green, my bitches white and tonight I need
fuckin' head
Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like jenny
craig
Fresh to death then I guess we living like the living
dead
Oh shit yo bitch, look at how I'm doing you
Bitches on my dick but look at me I'm fucking beautiful
Niggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my
interviews is why this so cool? you niggas are so
unusual
Wolf gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to
Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula
hoops
[Hodgy:]
The fortress is fortified (bitch)
Money in my pockets like I'm forty-five
Hodgy beats recording live
Bitch I be surely high
And I don't need wings to fly
I'm the air with the pigs
Left brain, domo genesis
[Tyler The Creator:]
Knock, knock
Whos' there?
It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with
my dick
I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (nigga
you're a liar)
Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady
And where you gonna get those heebie jeebies?
Nigga my dick stay diseased
I make it look easy
Fifty-one fifty, I'm off the heezy
(You ain't got no fuckin' yeezy?
5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no fuckin'
yeezy?
I betchu got some j-kwon.
You ain't got no fuckin yeezy?)
Came in the game like speedy gonzalez, I'm fuckin'
looney
See these girls talkin' all that shit (what?)
I'm just tryna see some tits (what?)
Let's get it poppin' like, mc lyte, around some dykes
Out this bitch like hokus pokus
And me and lucas got a couple of pickles
And met up with bitches, gave 'em cum on their dimples
Then my dick went limp so, took about 3 pills of
extenzo
Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo
Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo
On pcp and cilantro, when I'm with your bitch I'm like
Where my dick go?
Now she think I'm bout to eat her hole
Encho and lada, I gotta lotta that preme and I'm paying
nada
It seems tha I'm product placement but not I'm just
fuckin' awesome
Yo mama look like a ugly, (fucking) loser

Top Hodgy Beats, Pop That

Yeah
I do something
These no snee when i step in the club
All VIP so i ain’t gotta ..
I see mamy shaking it up taking the ..
She name she was hot
She can see ti in the struck
I ain’t see it in the round
But tryin seeing you ..
Plus i feel lucky and been cool out
..skirt oh why you style
She draw with the .. then to the next chicks
Been on a less .. see the type when i ..smell breaks
Walking up on me .. my next mix
Listen up the girl like ..
I put you ..come hard taking you .. stay on
..teams in the back ..
Even if you let me i wouldn’t stand ..
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop
It’s our future in the shit
It’s our future in the shit
Girl .. ladies ..the party
Oh yeah oh yeah
Try to .. get it started
I keep you falling .. the shit
Yeah baby i see you shake your hips
I’m tryin to get the great .. she could ..the grip
..the grand daddy pup so we can twist
I’m tryin get right tonight it’s right
..feel in the zone feel like the ..
It’s .. lady not might .. I’m just hide your beats
One if the high lights
But if you wanna to get it in my life
You gotta G far and lvie the high life
Whether you’re in the hoodie
And you’re one the boogie
And you on the nigga .. goodie
It’s make the .. life woodies
I’m feelin this cookie in my hand ..
It came to party can’t ..jerk in
Everybody in the club dance through ..
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop
Stop pitching in the shit
Stop pitching in the shit
Ladies ..to party
Girl let’s get it started
Girl look that ass
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop
Drop drop drop drop drop drop

Top Hodgy Beats, Erase

[Hook: Hodgy Beats]
Every time I hear your name
Every time I see your face
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
Erase, erase, I wish it would all erase
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
[Verse 1:]
Erase us as if, it was written with a pencil
Erase the memories which are present in my mental
Erase your inbox, the flowers that I sent you
Erase the agreements, our agreements are resentful
Say goodbye I'll see you next life time
Cause you and I freeze now on my life line
Say goodbye since we can't come to get along
Or I'll say goodbye, so long
The Longest Yard is how we prolong
And now I feel like Mama Kush singing so gone
I never meant to bring you any trouble
Dug myself in the hole and laid in it with my shovel
The truth come to surface when you brush off the rubble
So I bite my tongue like I'm strapped with a muzzle
I struggle with my routes like a wide receiver in a
huddle
Allergic to the world, world boy in the bubble
[Hook:]
Every time I hear your name
Every time I see your face
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
Erase, erase, I wish it would all erase
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
[Verse 2:]
Love beat me up, I wonder if you're sore yet
Fire missiles and bombs at each other like we warheads
Jay said life is but a beach chair
When a female can leave you like Steven McNair
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
She gotta hundred problems with her pistol gun
Stimulate a drop top convertibles, I'm roofless
I feel like Eminem I just might lose it
I'm in the chamber like a bullet of a ratchet
Got my licensed camera but I never watch my actions
Split the pie, divide us up in fractions
Caught you snooping, your heels ain't got traction
No patrolling grey goose when I'm love drunk
No patrolling grey goose but I was drunk
No return policy, no return sale
The details of a difficult female
[Hook:]
Every time I hear your name
Every time I see your face
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
Erase, erase, I wish it would all erase
I no longer wanna feel this pain
I wish it would all erase
Erase out my memories, erase out my memories, burning
pictures...
Erase out my memories, go ahead... erase out my
memories
I wish it'd all erase, I wish it'd all erase
I wish it'd all erase, like it never ever took place

Top Hodgy Beats, Biscuits

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator]
What the hell?!
[Hodgy Beats]
Yeah... yeah, uhh
Ride 7:30, arrive 7:30
Ride hella dirty, shades extra nerdy
I heard it from a birdie, Blackberry I replied
In the burb you heard me barter cash and get supplied
I cut off their supplies, cause this a drug movement
Crack music muh'fucker this is thug music
I hustle harder because this how the thugs do it
I move smart decisions, you just STUCK stupid!
Ace fuckin moved it, Viron oddly looped it
Fall in love with music like you struck by Cupid
My hair is in your face nigga three pounds to it
If the radio don't play my jam, they fuckin foolish
What's his name? (Hodgy Beats) He's the coolest
The paper and the pen that's what he'll take you to
school with
Odd Future is his camp, tree strumps with a branch
where they lamp, and they chant, and they grant, when
they ranked
you with this certified stamp of the procedure
Sick-ass music, now you niggaz got fevers...
Sick-ass music, now you niggaz got fevers
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I do it for the Pasadena skaters, Pasadena lovers
Pasadena haters, Pasadena mothers
I do it for the Pasadena waittress, Pasadena music
It's a Odd Future playlist, it's a Odd Future playlist
[Hodgy Beats]
One verse is all you need for a fix
cause I'm not throwing stones and sticks, I'm lodgin
bricks
I'm not a kid, but I can show you some (Trix)
that'll have you in the mix like Twix, switch!
I swear I hear 'em cheerin, I swear I know you hear 'em
Oops I did it again nigga fuck your Brittney Spear'n
I'm lookin in the mirror, and my vision's gettin
clearer
I can smell the truth gettin nearer
Reeboks black bag, Odd Future era
Iller than cold beans spilled upon your fresh new fit
We bangin in your ears with some fresh new shit
I'm a (Jive) ass nigga with my (Fresh) music...

Top Hodgy Beats, Lamented

Ima lower the brightness on my MacBook , till the screen look like a black book
Cold letter and I preoccupy what weather brings for worse to better scenes
I can hear the melodies of a goddess genius calls for a pianist beautiful's ment to be honest
After this I cleanse illness this is my refinement her name is karma nickname akarma cuz when she come around listen of the sound I'm a prisoner for her wines Cabernet , or her bourbon cuz I go from cold to havin a sweat .
I just wanna drink out of your cup x3
( you know I wanna feel that ass girl )
( you know I just wanna be uhh ..Be comfortable )
Yeah x3
Nigga this higashimi yagi fresh out that water boat
I went swimming in someone's daughter and I caught her thought
Auto boast then autoboat
Replays I'm too hard to quote XD
Wave to the loser and poser and disregard the floats
Anfibian in Caribbean
Shorts and flops you see me in but the swagga you can't take off
????
Bikini gin Women and tiki sippin
Bikini wishin my phones home on the charger
Left you a note going fishin
Now how'd I come up missin
Cuz you don't pay attention
But you stay bitching
I just wanna be comfortable
Live it
Life life
Live it OfWGKTa

Top Hodgy Beats, Cookie Coma

Okay, Okay
Everybody celebrate like it's a holiday
Let me guide the way, no it isn't fathers day
Or mothers day but the other day
I had a dream I wasn't K
He slang that yay got done away
In the rectum of the hood and I ain't sprung to say
Guns don't protect them for the good
But they fuckin' spray
Afrochines sucha bad cold dream
I'm dreamin' it's reality, it struggles and it battles
me
They wanna fry me like they battered me
I'm a diamond they can't shatter me
Through casualty I'm' actively transparent to a brand
clarence
I probably would be deceased if it wasn't for my
grandparents
Papa was a pastor, grandma the pastor's wife
Slit your writs and swallow knives, Bitch it's super
six for life
I'm too legit for life, I should get a grip and die
Fuckin' take a trip and fly and never come down
I be in my own world, gold teeth in my crown
Bitch I travel round the world, like nigga fuck yo'
town
Paper plane takin' off soon as it touch yo' ground
Who said the lost boys a never be found
You speakin' down on odd future, it's a fuckin' pronoun
Twenty-one in the league ho I'm a fuckin' pro now
You mainstream niggas, slow down
I turn this to a ho down
Wavin' that four-four round, empty all of those rounds
On some wild wild wild west shit
Death will probably be next pick to exit
I'm sick of all these bullshit hoes, I got
responsibilities
She feelin' me as I'm fe- feelin' on her tititites
To do infinity, I'm the remedy to a penalty
For once I take this shit genially, generally
I'm takin' shots like Kennedy, like fuck the enemy
Whatever enters me is meant to be, I am what I eat
Brocoli pasta, rotisserie, dark meat
Smoke weed till I feel my heart beat
Drink like a alchohlicly close fit from out the closet
The art belongs to whoever draws it, at heart I'm an
artist
Who knows his flow is flawless
I got affection for whatever the cause is, who caused
it (lemme know, lemme know)
Yeah

Top Hodgy Beats, Customized Greatly

[Intro]
Yeah, H.B., uhh
[Hodgy Beats]
God said I'm great, thou shall not hate
So I love everybody beefin with me like steak
I chase after cake while your girl lick the icing
She go both ways, like she motorcycling
without the motor, so she bicycle
(Taco) in her mouth while she ride (Pickles)
I kick push, nigga, my Hodg' fickle
If you contemplate suicide - fuck it; I'ma die with you
I'd rather eat glass than squeeze and pull the trigger
Call a competition to see, who's the cooler nigga
I'm ice cold - similar to frozen
Got a nice flow (nice flow) similar to golden
I'm like a goldfish, we all the same color
I'm just like your brother or significant other
I work hard to provide grub on the table
Turn impossible to possible, if I'm able to
[Chorus]
I must be dreamin, yeah
I said I must be dreamin - why?
I must be dreamin - heh
I must be dreamin - nigga wake up!
[Hodgy Beats]
I just turned legal and she must have turned evil
Life's a practice so I'm on the court shootin free
throws
Cause when the game come, is when the rain come
When it rains it pours, I wonder when the fame come
I'ma be writin to an instrumental, different snares,
same drums
Bangin 'til I'm dry, and my brain's numb
Fuck another computer clap, I need a snare
It sound like I'm smackin on the ass while I'm pullin
on her hair
I don't think she like it, the way that she stare
but I continue with my program because I don't care
(FUCK HER!)
I'm so damn tight, like a fat nigga in skinnies
or a hoochie chick, with her skirt extra skimpy
Music is (Ren) motherfucker I'm (Stimpy)
Pimpin the game, never let the game pimp me
Like a pimp squeak on 6th Street, tryin to play the
slot
If there's money involved best believe I'm gon' take
your spot
[Chorus]
Damn... now? Damn, uhh
Damn wake up nigga!
I must be dreamin, wake up nigga, wake up (wake up!)
Ay, I must be dreamin - ay nigga get up man
Wake up, get up man!
[Hodgy Beats]
I'm Tarzan on the mic, Odd Future the gorillas
Niggaz do it for the fame, when I do it for the
children
Takin over runnin the game, like a fuckin pilgrim
Knockin down the huts, in the Ranger for some buildings
Grippin the grain, yeah my grain's ingrained
I chase dreams I can't stop it, understand what you
mean
I'm busy on the scene while you tryin to be seen
We all have addictions and, I'm the type that fiends
Not the type that schemes and plays people like a cello
The mellow hella ghetto runnin free in the meadows
I picture me framed countin hundreds, in a falsetto
Instead of a chick opening up like, rose petals
I trust no one, sittin with my lonesome
No congo drums, Tyler kicked another sample
Beatin so hard that your motherfuckin amp blows
Hustlers on the corner, and (The Lady and The Tramp)
knows
Nigga!
[Tyler, the Creator]
Forever, yeah
Hodgy Beats, Tyler the Creator
Yeah
Like, umm, G
You fuckin next man
You the golden boy in this rap shit
Don't let these motherfuckers tell you any different
Odd Future, peace

Top Hodgy Beats, Alright

[Intro:]
You know at, at times I wanna be real, real positive
When I feel real negative, you know?
I just wanna be on the grind
I am on the grind, what the fuck you doin'?
[Verse 1:]
Is it difficult to ship a boat?
Is a ship a boat? Bringin' in shipments
Odd Future equipment, check my statistics
Wipe off your lipstick, lips around this dick
Money make all the hoes swallow
And money move the crowd and make the crowd follow
Money translates from English to Tagalog
Struttin' life's runway you coked up model
Niggas like flossin' until they floss ya
Busy eatin' got you feedin' burrito with salsa
The problem that I have with me is me
Where I go I'm being watched like channel Disney
Boomerang motive of a frisbee
Once he's going he's not coming back is he? Nah
[Verse 2:]
I get to the point, absolutely pissed
Cut you off like a hand, absolutely missed
Can't shake it, the pain can't fake it
Life and love is like food, you eat it how you make it
Sound like I'm saying the same shit you don't
understand
Love in my right feet and you the other hand
My cap snaps back like black rubberbands
The fact that I'm black and I rap brother man
Put me above the ladder, steppin' on bladders
Fuck family matters I'm a bad black caffer
Plus I'm a bastard, where's my male figure?
I might as well look up to the white male pale nigga
Grape to the wine-side, eyes to my blindside
No emotions, my feelings are dime-wide
I'm on some new shit, some true shit
While others play Brittany Murphy in Clueless

Top Hodgy Beats, If Heaven Is A Ghetto

[Verse:]
If Heaven's a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs
Where the two-way streets have lovebirds
I'm minimizing my cuss words
No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun
work
Drugs church, surrounded by my upbringing
Pops ain't the one providing, at six I'm up singing
This is my the contribution of what's bringing the luck
Of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing
They never heard of heat when he used to speak
Or exquisite, no requisite for appetite
Spit like an athlete, produce like an apple tree
And it's bastard to be casket-free
Fuck roses, when I die I want a photo shoot
That lasting greatness you'll document, I'm opulent
Yeah the opposite gon' cop a sit, sick while I drop a
shit
I'm out this bitch, nigga, I'm calculate
[Hook:]
Niggas tell me I fail, I bounce back off of that
Send your hate through the mail, I bounce back off of
that
You don't see me in jail, I'm at home taking naps
Full course meal, no scraps

Top Hodgy Beats, Sorry

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, uhh
O.F.
Yeah, yeah
Hodgy Beats, O.F.
[Hodgy Beats]
I want to apologize first and foremost
That donkey on me cause of clothes in my wardrobe
I got a lot of butter, spread it on more toast
and I seem to catch groupies when I rock more shows
They scatter and screamin while I'm runnin away
I run for the (Future) when they run for today
I run for the money, I be chasin the hay
And hay is for horses, in the way I am sorta
the differences between wat don't matter and what's
important
Through all the backward static and distortion
The ladies don't force him
They are assigned to a mission, and Hodgy aborts them
When I try to get past but ghost, there's more of them
I know you don't trust none of them
It's all in your head be sure of them
Because baby girl you're the cure for him
You make him born again
[Chorus]
I'm sorry - please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
Girl I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
Girl I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
[Hodgy Beats]
Look, I use to cheat in the streets
Hotels and suites, cheat in the sheets
Skeet on her teeth, freak for the leap
Then it leaks in the heat, he greets her when it meets
She ready, to pick up somethin heavy
Slow your horses, steady before you hop into the Chevy
I wanna be faithful, for your love I'm grateful
But it's hard, and hard you can relate too
When the girls be beggin on
Getting in my head eggin on, I'm wakin in the bed with
thongs
You ringin on my doorbell, DING-DONG
They better get gone, on the double
... I'm already in trouble
And if you open the door, you burstin all bubbles
I swear I wish I never cuddled
cause from the bottom of my heart, I love you
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
Girl I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
Girl I apologize, please don't go away
If you leave I'ma chase cause I want you to stay
You know baby, I really apologize
I'm sorry for everything that I done
But these women, they just be on me
I can't help but to, look the other way
I mean it's hard to look, the other way
If you understand what I'm talkin 'about
But... I'ma do my best to try and keep you
I'm sorry

Top Hodgy Beats, The Love

[Hodgy Beats]
Being in your presence, has become an obsession
I'm trying to find the right words to make a good
impression
Girl you got the right curves, the smile as your
expression
I give you what you deserve rub your body while you
restin
She be my ghetto queen, and I call her Ms. Thing
and I'm corrected with Mrs. cause I gave her the big
ring
I hold her Louis bag, we get off to switch planes
Sharin the same thoughts, like we switched brains
We sorta like Jamie Foxx, she just like me
Her swagger skyscraper, cause she just wifey
And I just might be, thinkin 'bout her all the time
I pick her up and never let her fall behind
If you need that, baby I got'cha
Staring on a court, never off the roster
I make her heart sing like opera
And I let her feed me cookies cause, I'm the Cookie
Monster
[Chorus 1: Hodgy Beats]
Cupid, arrows, all the above
We got each other, we got the love
Cupid, arrows, all the above
We got each other, we got the love
L-O-V-E, L-O-V-E
We got the L-O-V-E
We got the L-O-V-E
We got the love
[Chorus 2: Frank Ocean]
Baby we can take it slow, we don't have to race
Slightly give a little gas, and pick up the pace
I lost sight of the past, when I saw your face
You were the pencil to the pad, and erase the pain away
[Hodgy Beats]
If you need comfort, then I can be a cure
If you unsure baby, I can make you sore
Bring out in the lion in you instead of the insecure
Don't be suicidal I won't open up your door hahaha
Super fly chick, suicide whip
Two seated Coupe baby, you and I dip
Off, in another world on that and I shhhh
Can't nobody take me away, from my Goddess
[Chorus 1 + Chorus 2]
[Outro]
Gone, I feel so good (ohhhhhhh)
I feel real good
We got the what? L-O-V-E, L-O-V-E
We got the L-O-V-E [2X]
We got the love

Top Hodgy Beats, Change It Up

[Verse 1:]
You told me you loved me, but you were unsure
I told you I hated you when you closed the door
The tension in your leg is shakin' the floor
You make the situation sticky like a melted s'more
I yell at you, hittin', I kiss you more
No other girl, girl did me like this before
You wanted me, I wanted simple
But honestly I didn't know what I was gettin' into
[Hook:]
Change it up
I'm tired of your lies
[Verse 2:]
You yell at me while you're in my ear
I walk away cause it ain't the telephone I hear
It is you, full of it, rodeo style, bullshit
I hear you got another, I wanna bet he ain't a baller
Well homie I'm gonna let you know every time I call her
She gone pick up the phone cause my pockets stand taller
You can keep her how much I'll make you an offer
Back to you girl, how you gone cheat?
Give me like six feet, shit's deep, get feet
You're a child and I got this sign that says outta reach
Say good bye the phantom, glass house on the beach
[Hook]

Top Hodgy Beats, Money In The Future

[Hodgy Beats:]
Hodgy beats, beats for clothes...
Ha... what's good? What's good LA?
What's up dena? yeah... what's up west coast?
[Verse 1:]
Uh... what you think about me?
When I bar at the bar you are drinking for free
Damn... what you thinking of me?
Sixteen in the clouds when I sit in the tree
I open up my thoughts like a cabinet
Use the can, open it right after I grab it
Where you going to be?
Cause I'm busy and I got a lot going for me
If you got a hot beat nigga, throw it to me
Beats are like weed, I 'ma blow 'em for free
I just roll 'em up in a Swisher
Used to ask my mother don't tell my little sister
She looks up to what I find a disappointment
I can't cut her deep in it, hair louin ointment
Cause that wouldn't cover up the wound
I'm goin' on a trip, I'll be home soon
[Hook:]
I gotta have money in the future
I gotta feel success
I gotta have money in the future
Cause right now I'm stressed, right now I'm stressed
I need money in the future
I need money in the future
I need a odd future
I need a odd future
[Verse 2:]
Music is my life to be honest
When I speak it's definite, a definite promise
Screw you and the Wall with a big nail
Pirate overseas like Pippy with her pigtails
Stranded on the side of a... Caribbean
Land in water like a damn amphibian
Shout out to beats for clothes
Cause they do it for love that's what means the most
I'm Hodgy Beats, I don't mean to boast
But cups in the air for the love to the team I toast
I spas on tracks like I'm mentally bananas
Get a little better every time I change a stanza
Show or tell 'round school odd future campus
We're certified, stamp us
How can we live without the future?
I have nothing else to give without the future...
[Hook:]
I gotta have money in the future
I gotta feel success
I gotta have money in the future
Cause right now I'm stressed, right now I'm stressed
I need money in the future
I need money in the future
I need a odd future
I need a odd future
You know I was just thinking
About what really matters in life
You know? haha get at me...

Top Hodgy Beats, Who Dat

Yeahuh!
I'm a beast, I'm a monster
Sir Smoke-A-Lot is here, yes indeed
I'm with a bitch that don't smoke; digesting weed
Fuck it, getting high, my supply, fuck the middleman
That dummy girl shit blow my mind like a ceiling fan
I wreak havoc, I spazz, I'm a killing man
My mind is on some "get as much cash as a nigga can"
Before I go, tell her that we'll never chill again
She hurt, but at the end of the day, that bitch is
still a fan
OF in this bitch, I know you feel it fam
We making hits and y'all niggas missy like Timbaland
I kick it heavy like I'm sitting in some Timberlands
Wolfgang team, wolf lay up with a different hand
Buzzer-beater, I don't love her, I don't need her
I leave that to the fake niggas out, cousin Skeeters
When I'm done, I'm a kick her out and you can keep her
My flow was crash test, I'm just a dummy on a speaker
I'm a beast, I'm a monster. Really I'm a monster
If I ain't, then why these bitches screaming at the
concert?
(Bitches screaming!)
Why these bitches screaming at the concert?
Because I'm a monster, they're screaming at the concert
I'm officially physically killing things, It's a
mystery
You fuck with me, you're history, misery 'bout my
Frost bite blizzard, three wish wizard
Slurping that slithers, intuitions of a nigga
I go to school, and when I go I go to cool
In class that is, give me A+ head in the back of the
Motherfucking class that is, animal style, In 'N Out
Food fast that is, I'm a rap that ish, I'm a bastard
kid
Can't nobody tell me shit, that's why I'm laughing
bitch!
I'm shitty when it comes to the nitty nitty gritty
Can't fix me, I'm broken like loose brakes on a fifty
I'm your Virgin Mary, cherry like a hickey, hymen
The reason I would never let a bitch kiss me
I'm growing ham swine, they ask me how I'm doing, damn
fine
Get the fuck out my damn mind, bitch!
Look out for Rolling Papers, that's Domo Genesis,
coming late August
Odd Future Wolf Gang, Odd Future Wolf Gang
[...etc]

Top Hodgy Beats, Bad Candy

Uh, I got a cavity, I ate some bad candy
I need to go to the dentist, as sooon as possible
Syd the Kid, Hodgy Beats
If love is so sure, why am I unsure?
And If love is so pure, why are we unpure?
You went and disappeared so what did you come for?
Sweepin' up my broken heart, love is some chore
I fight for my rights like a Michael Moore
Gleemin' watch on your wrist, I bought from Michael Kor
We in the ring, 1 on 1, I can't fight no more
A disguise is on a oust until it hits your core
My house ain't a home, so we split the door
With my feet to the ceiling, hands on the floor
Upside down, downside up harassin' me
Close the vessels door cause it reach full capacity
Love cavity, is what it seems to be, actually
She passin' me up, while I'm in a stand still
I was full of myself until the cans spill
I was full of myself until the cans spill
Fuck you bitch, you stupid ass slut
You skill slik little... ha ha
Yousa bitch
I fucking hate you, I hope you die
And after I kill you, I hope you die
And after I fucking kill you, I hope you die
BITCH, I hope you fucking die, ah!
Fuck you and what you're goin through
I don't care about who you call, and what he goin' do
You can't fuck me up more, I've been in this shit hole
My pride never gets low, like aimin' a pistol
Fuck you bitch, in every single kind of way
The next we fuckin' ho, I'm goin out the condom way
Anaconda, I forgot bout what I was tryna to say
You sexy but you turn me off, like I'm kinda gay!
Fuck a female, a bitch is a relationship
Years is a waste of my time, cause I hate this bitch
You always wanna push me to my limits
I see you on that outs bitch, cause I don't wanna be in
it
I'm finish, and I swear I would never come back
I don't chase love, bitch I run laps!
This isn't a race to see who marries you
Cause what we had is gonna be fuckin' gone in burials
Bad candy!
Bad Candy

Top Hodgy Beats, 99 Problems

I got a one track mind
On this runaway train
And your runaway doggie
With that runaway brain
I'm a baller and a player and she's all about the game
And I come to entertain
And she come after I came
Her name is Tatyana, or her name must be Christina
But when she get in to begging I turnt up like I'm
felicia
Her name is McRamon but she sure ain't CRV
That's the type of chick I see around but do hardly
Bitch, I'm up and I'm running as soon as you start me
Fresher than Chewbacca Shakka
White, tall, starched tee
My wolves bark like trees
Talk like G's
Nigga talk like me
I'm just rapping on the beat
Consider that I'm an artist
I'm there looking like the labels and bitches, I go the
hardest
They're aiming at my wolves like they're feeling going to
target
And you ain't gonna buy shit
I ain't surprised

Top Hodgy Beats, Interlude

Mars Productions
Hey! Yes, hey!
Yup - yeah, whassup? Hey! Hey!
Yeah, yup, Hodgy Beats
Umm, yeah B, let's go
Ohh...
You make me feel like the sky so blue
Your eyes so blue, your thighs so beaut'
Your ego is equal to whatever I'm doin
So when I go, then she go, oops I mean we go
Louis Vuitton bags, flesh flannel plaid
Diamonds in my baby ears thanks to her dad
Niggaz say she high maintenance but them niggaz can't
manage
When they gotta pay for somethin they start speakin
that Spanish
When I take her out to eat I start speakin spinach
Cause I ain't come here to lose girl I came here to win
it
I'm not another fish that just came here to swim in
I start with the words cause - that's just the
beginning
You haters fall back or get your skull cracked
It's a game of tug of war and I'll make you fall back
Now back to you baby, I must ask one thing
Uhhhhh - will you take this ring?
Yup, yeah, hey! Hey
Yup... Hodgy Beats
Mars Productions

Top Hodgy Beats, Lately

[Hook:]
Lately I've been hearin' other people talkin' 'bout me
Hatin' on my name like I'm some joke
When I catch the nigga, slap the nigga with my pimphand
Shut the fuck up like he never spoke
Don't let these suckers mistake you, they only
entertainment
They're arms are tied connected to a rop
[Verse 1:]
You said, you heard of my name, and you know where I'm
from
So I shouldn't play that hoegame, call you honeybun
I wasn't hollarin'at you girl, you are the ugliest one
I like to clown and see what's down with your friend
tryin' to get drunk
2 of my homies, some of your girls, but I want 1-on-1
We can play hide it and get it, she gon' run for the
fun
I'm a get it, cause I'm young and dumb, sack full of
cum
She let me hump, but I didn't cum, cause she said my
name or some stuff
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Smoke my weed like everyday
Niggas still got shit to say
I don; t even look they way
As long as I am getting cake
Say what you wanna they ain't gon' change
The fact that I rap for a livin'in the bank
Smoke dank on a regular basis
Countin' big on faces
Different places, and races
Some accept and some racist
Whatever the fuck your page is
I turn this shit just like stations
(Fuck the radio nigga
Get that money
Wolf Gang!)

Top Hodgy Beats, Pink Leather Intestines

[Intro]
[birds chirping]
Such a beautiful day...
Such a beautiful day, such a beautiful day
Such a beautiful day, so beautiful...
Why do I feel ugly?
I put my frozen cheese through the grater
after takin the cheddar out the refrigerator
Seasoned it, zest it, let it marinate up
Give it a couple hours and get back to it later
In the oven it goes, but I'm no baker
Open up them jaws, you will not taste the Quaker
Oatmeal, poached chill, fo'real
Go and get some floss cause it's stuck inside yo' grill
The direction of selections of the questions are
collections
So before you think to step in, don't speak
When I speak you can't tell me nathan
I've been away from my pops since a child like, I was
put in placement
My mother date a other cat to try and replace him
Pain only erase him, when I look in the mirror every
day
I would face him, and it was when I met him
My heart, fell into my pink leather intestines
[Chorus: repeat 8X]
Pink, leather {INTESTINES}
Uhh; three o'clock in the mornin makin halfway songs
Thinkin my mom's my dad cause he halfway gone
He called me one day told me he halway wrong
I laughed in his face like this is how it belong
But callin me with bullshit, only made me strong
cause he showed his ass like a woman with a thong
I used to go crazy, call me King-Kong
I bang on my chest and be, strange like the rest of my
crew
Slang for clothes and get the best kind of shoes
Mom couldn't afford 'em, she wouldn't pay for 'em
I asked if she would buy 'em she told me to pray for
'em
I was commonly known, but my thoughts stayed foreign
I never got lovin enough, like I ain't fuckin enough
He wasn't lovin he bluffed emotional stuff and I cuffed
and kept it in my chest then
Until it dropped, and moved into my pink leather
intestines
[Chorus]

Top Hodgy Beats, Bullshittin'

[Verse 1:]
Today is another toilet, I'm sorry to spoil it
My heart lays behind a fortress
Going to walk or you gon' forfeit?
My horses would top a Porche
My source's are anti-dormant
Never snoring
What's the morning to a 24 fitness?
What's the difference when money pulls women, honey ho
bitches?
Wanna be your misses
Look at her cleaning up your kitchen and shit
Find out about your other bitch she gonna be bitching
in fits
Out she would be going with her 'til she's so in the
quick
Life is sweet, but it could turn on you, honey and milk
Read apologies and weap
I'll just run with the guilt
See, I'm a fiend for a guilty pleasure
In a day who could draw you to a filthy measure
Go up in a dresser
Pull that costume out and dress-up
Vivid pictures you will remember forever
She too clever
Scars you'll leave for this sever
Several emeralds placed within the gold
I'll break your heart, you been the gold
I'll play the heart beside your soul
[Verse 2:]
Ashes to ashes
Backflashes, me and you playing with matches
Girl, ashes to ashes
We were asses to asset, no half-step
You always beat me to the punch, jab left
I get mad skeptical about shit, but I ain't no ho
Looking through your clothes trying to get the password
to your phone
See, I got my own, king of my own throne
I be in my chair, half the time you think I'm blown
Like, what the fuck you be on, my nigga?
On another day long, singing songs, my nigga
Predators get on their knees and prey on it, getcha
It's better to read it and weep than read a holy
scripture
Moments are components of a frozen picture
And if it isn't captivated, it's evaporated
A mean nigga spitting nice words
To a bright bird with slight curves
Iceberg

Top Hodgy Beats, Tapetro

[Intro: Crazy Fan]
Odd Future rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks
Rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks, rocks...
Drools, lames, HypeBeast, Odd Future
Magazine, Mixtape, Clothing... OH MY God!
Tyler's gonna kill me for this!
[Verse:]
I'm not looking at you, I'm looking past you
I get cash, niggas call me a cashew
I leave model women stuck like statues
They wonder why we're down cause I'm light skinned with
tattoos
Three wishes with a genie on them
You hear about me, but you never see me on them
I don't fuck fans, you tryna put your weenie on them
While I skateboard and beanie on them
Kick push them out the way said I'm risking to pay
Hodgy Beats beats bang harder than grenades
The future's looking odd so you haters better bend back
Take notes so you don't forget that I said that
The cool nigga in the red hat
Odd Future I'll shoot you 'til you dead flat
Don't get confused cause I'm really speaking clear
Like I'm yelling in your freakin' ear, can you freakin'
hear?
Cause I'm freakin' here with three vanilla dutches
And a freakin' beer, you freakin' queers
Better back off me or wake up and
Smell a bullet in your mouth instead of the coffee

Hodgy Beats - Alone

HODGY BEATS - KARATEMAN Featuring LEFT BRAIN

Hodgy Beats - Strangers

Hodgy Beats & Left Brain - Nowadays

Hodgy Beats- Untitled EP (Full EP) [HQ]

FIFAFOFUM! By Hodgy Beats & Left Brain

Hodgy Beats Talks "Dena Tape 2," Debut Album & More

OFWGKTA'S Hodgy Beats and Left Brain Live

Hodgy Beats- Untitled EP 2 (full album)

MellowHype - 64 ft. Hodgy Beats, Left Brain

Hodgy, Domo Genesis And Tyler, The Creator- Rella

Tyler, The Creator & Hodgy Beats - OFWGKTA - [ODDFUTURE]: SBTV

Hodgy Beats - Dena Tape 2 (2015) (Full Mixtape)

Odd Future - "NY (Ned Flander)" [feat. Hodgy Beats & Tyler, The Creator]

Beats, Hodgy Filmography

Hodgy Beats - Alone

HODGY BEATS - KARATEMAN Featuring LEFT BRAIN

Hodgy Beats - Strangers

Hodgy Beats & Left Brain - Nowadays

Hodgy Beats- Untitled EP (Full EP) [HQ]

FIFAFOFUM! By Hodgy Beats & Left Brain

Hodgy Beats Talks "Dena Tape 2," Debut Album & More

OFWGKTA'S Hodgy Beats and Left Brain Live

Hodgy Beats- Untitled EP 2 (full album)

MellowHype - 64 ft. Hodgy Beats, Left Brain

Hodgy, Domo Genesis And Tyler, The Creator- Rella

Tyler, The Creator & Hodgy Beats - OFWGKTA - [ODDFUTURE]: SBTV

Hodgy Beats - Dena Tape 2 (2015) (Full Mixtape)

Odd Future - "NY (Ned Flander)" [feat. Hodgy Beats & Tyler, The Creator]

Hodgy Beats - This Is My Life

OFWGKTA Smackfest: Hodgy Beats VS. Tyler, The Creator

Hodgy Beats - Interview - SXSW 2015

Odd World: MellowHigh [Ep. 3 - "#DayOff"]

Hodgy Beats - Hollywood Freestyle

Hodgy Beats - If Heaven is a Ghetto

Odd Future/MellowHype - 65 (Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy Beats, Syd Tha Kid) LIVE BBC Radio1

Hodgy Beats - 99 Problems

Mellowhigh

Tyler, The Creator Feat Hodgy Beats - Jamba - Live In London (R&R;) 1st July 2013

Tyler the Creator - Sandwitches Ft. Hodgy Beats (Live on Jimmy Fallon)

Odd Future - Sandwitches (Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy Beats, Syd Tha Kid) LIVE BBC Radio1

Hodgy Beats feat. Domo Genesis - Lean LIVE at Paid Dues 2012

Hodgy Beats & Mike G - Live (Produced By Flying Lotus)

Hodgy Beats- FIFAFOFUM (Mellohype) Live @ SXSW ICM Hosted by Peter Rosenberg 2015 2015

Odd Future - Analog (Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy Beats, Syd Tha Kid) LIVE BBC Radio1

Turned Down - Hodgy Beats - Odd Future - Auckland NZ

Hodgy Beats - This Is My Life(Prod. J Hawk) [UNOFFICAL MUSIC VIDEO][HD]

The Jimmy Fallon Show- OF Tyler,The Creator and Hodgy Beats

Mellowhype (Hodgy Beats & Left Brain) - 64 Live At House Of Blues, West Hollywood CA 6/18/11

Earl Sweatshirt - Moonlight (Featuring Hodgy Beats)

Tyler the Creator ft Hodgy Beats, Domo Genesis - Rella (Live) @ Camp Flog Gnaw 2014

Toro Y Moi - So Many Details (Remix feat. Hodgy Beats)

Odd Future - Rella (feat. Hodgy Beats, Domo Genesis & Tyler, The Creator)

Trash Talk Blossom And Burn Feat. Hodgy Beats And Tyler, The Creator Music Video

Hodgy Beats - Dena Tape 2 [Full Mixtape]

Hodgy Beats- The Dena Tape (Full Album)

Hodgy Beats & Don Cannon - Dena Tape 2 (FULL MIXTAPE) (CDQ)

Mellowhype - Numbers FULL ALBUM (read description)

Hodgy Beats - Untitled EP 2 [ Full EP ] (2013)

Hodgy Beats - Untitled EP 2 (FULL EP) (DOWNLOAD LINK)

Hodgy Beats Untitled Ep2( FullMixtape)+DL

Tyler, The Creator- Bastard Full Album

Tyler, The Creator - Wolf (Full Album) [Chopped & Screwed] DJ J-Ro

Mellowhype: Blackenedwhite Full Album Slowed

Trash Talk - 119 (Full Album)

Tyler, The Creator - WOLF (FULL ALBUM)

Tyler the creator - Wolf (Full album)

Tyler, The Creator - Bastard (Full Album) [Chopped & Screwed]

[FR] Traduction complète de l'album Wolf de Tyler, The Creator [Français / Sous-titres]

Mike G - VERSES

Odd Future - Fuck Titles (Full Album)

Under The Influence 2 (Full Mixtape) (Download)

Tyler The Creator- Wolf (Deluxe) Full Album

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Nardwuar vs. MellowHype

Odd Future's Hodgy Beats and Left Brain (Mellowhype) SXSW interview

Odd World: MellowHigh [Ep. 1]

Hodgy Beats Talks About Being Dissapointed With Numbers

Closed Sessions - Break Ya Neck with Hodgy Beats

A Day In The Life Of 'MellowHype' (R&R;)