Uncle Murda

Uncle Murda – Rap Up 2018 Lyrics

Rap Up 2018 Lyrics by Uncle Murda


[Uncle Murda]
It’s that time of year again
Don’t Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y’all only rock with me ’cause I’m disrespectful
Y’all know I don’t care ’bout these n****s
Happy New Year

[Uncle Murda]
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I’m like, “Damn, why they doin’ that to 50 Cent son?” (Aw)
Can’t forget about him gettin’ robbed and kidnapped
Y’all thought he was jokin’, nah, that was all big facts (That really happened)
He even talked on himself about gettin’ jacked
Ebro said he had the worst verse on “Get the Strap” (Ha)
“S**k my d**k, s**k my d**k,” that’s what Tekashi said (Yup)
Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil’ n***a hold his head (TreyWay)
He went to Chicago and ain’t get shot
Just for goin’, f**k what time it was, he still get props
Him and his security was supposed to die there (Woo)
Somebody sent shots at Chief Keef in Time Square (Bang, bang)
Suge got 28 years, you don’t hear about him
Nobody sayin’ “Free Suge,” ’cause nobody care ’bout him (Nope)
Nicki ain’t wanna fight when Cardi tried to pop
But Cardi the one that left Fashion Week with a knot (Damn)
Jill Scott video when viral on some other s**t
She need to teach Blac Chyna how to s**k a d**k (She need help)
Nicki vs Cardi, who side y’all choosin’?
Nicki rap better, but Cardi puttin’ out better music
Whatever Cardi drop hot, the people like the s**t
Flex not a fan of Cardi ’cause she don’t write the s**t (So what?)
Young Buck got caught up in some gay s**t
‘Cause them G Unit n****s thought I wasn’t gon’ say s**t (What!?)
Nah, f**k that, he got caught with a tranny
(Take it easy on that n***a, Murda, he still family)
(Alright, alright, alright)
Dwight Howard got caught with a tranny n***a
So much p***y out here, I don’t be understandin’ n****s
Huh, Kanye still a mess
Don’t want no 350s ’round me, Drake said it the best
He think Drake f****d Kim K, that n***a stressed (He did)
He out here with Donald Trump d**k on his breath
You be embarrassin’ yourself when you in a public settin’, Ye
Now I see why Jay Z ain’t go to your weddin’, Ye (I see why)
And you got lipo, what’s next, Ye, a*s shots?
With that red hat lookin’ like a Donald Trump mascot
N***a lost his mind, he need to lose his voice
How you on TMZ sayin’ slavery was a choice? (How?)
Don’t put no new music out, we don’t wanna hear that s**t
You a coon and you f****d up Teyana Taylor’s s**t (F**k boy)
Bill Cosby locked up with the goons
We know he guilty, but free Bill, he gon’ die soon (Free Bill)
I swear them crackers actin’ like they s**t don’t stink
That’s what you get though, Bill, for puttin’ pills in them b*****s drinks (Damn)
Meek Mill came home, got picked up in a helicopter
Went to the game, was in the locker room with the whole roster (Whoa!)
Know that judge hated that, she don’t wanna see him prosper
He had some good lawyers on it like Ghost had Proctor (Yeah)
Talk about Power, RIP Kanan
Tommy shot Angela, crazy a*s Caucasian (Tommy!)
Now you know him and Ghost gon’ have a few issues
When Tariq finally get killed, nobody gon’ miss you (We not)
My “Get The Strap” video came on after Kanan died
I was hype to be on Starz, I ain’t even gon’ lie
50 put me in a movie with Bruce Willis
Don’t laugh at me, y’all, they killed me in like 2 minutes (Ha-ha)

[Uncle Murda]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much s**t happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)

[Uncle Murda]
Birdman got tired of gettin’ called the f**k out
Finally payed Wayne and he let the Carter Vcome out (Thank you!)
Juelz at the airport, forgot that he had a gun (How?)
Drake ain’t want nobody to know that he had a son
Drake vs Pusha T, that was a good one
If Drake would’ve responded, I think he could’ve won
Lettin’ us know Drake had a kid was a genius move (It was)
Minus that, the second diss track was just cool (A’ight)
Drake ain’t respond so Push got the W
Drake told LeBron somebody gonna end up snuffin’ you (Ha-ha)
Rondo snuffed Chris Paul and spit on him
Carmelo got the whole NBA tryna s**t on him (Damn)
Nobody don’t wanna sign him, it don’t make no sense
Actin’ like he ain’t even good enough to come off the bench (He ain’t that bad)
Draymond Green called Kevin Durant a b***h
The NFL hated how Nike got behind Kaepernick
JR got the rebound and ran the wrong way (What you doin’?)
LeBron said, “F**k this, I’m takin’ my talents to LA”
Cleveland ain’t s**t without him, tell me I’m lyin’
Black people don’t give a f**k about George Bush dyin’ (We don’t)
RIP Stan Lee, wish it was Donald Trump
Lil Uzi made Rich the Kid look like a punk
No “Plug Walk,” he did the plug right, he was out
And he got robbed and beat up at his b***h house (Damn)
I think Tori Brixx locked you up for your new freezer
Quevo said he f****d Nicki, she ain’t deny it neither (She didn’t)
Nicki vs Travis Scott, she don’t like that n***a
He only out sold her ’cause he f****n’ Kylie Jenner (Word)
Kim was on ecstasy when Ray J recorded, that’s what she just said
For Ray, is the show gettin’ boring?
Saw Chloe baby father cheatin’ on TMZ
Nipsey Hussle slapped some n***a outside BET
Free Ralo and AR-Ab they in the feds
Bring XXXTentacion back, bring Trippie Redd (RIP X)
Bring Mac Miller back, take Lil Xan
F**k him anyway, shorty ain’t no 2Pac fan
Nas dropped and Jay dropped with Bey on the same day
Like Ether got Jay still feelin’ some kind of way
Jay was in that water, like, “I’ma protect me”
With the helmet on, lookin’ funny ridin’ that jet-ski (That was funny)
And he checked Offset for callin’ Bey a b***h
Cardi left Offset because of the cheatin’ s**t
Give him another chance, he on the Gram explainin’ it
He ain’t f**k shorty, he was just entertainin’ it (I believe it)
Wendy Williams, talk about how yo’ husband cheatin’
Havin’ a oops baby with another girl, now you leavin’ (How you doin’?)
He tired of yo’ a*s havin’ no a*s, he played you
He was just usin’ you for yo’ cash (Good for you)

[Uncle Murda]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much s**t happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)

[Uncle Murda]
That Lil Duval record had me upset like it had bum b*****s actin’ like they livin’ they best life (Stop frontin’)
Don’t smile, b***h, you better cut it out (Stop it)
You still live in the projects at yo’ mother house (Ha-ha)
Kodak was on Ebro show and he walked out
How you gon’ try to talk about some s**t he can’t talk ’bout
Pull ’em to the side and kick it if you tryna help
Don’t do it in no interview where he can indict himself
Safaree got robbed, went on air and he started cryin’
I don’t know if he was tellin’ the truth or if he was lyin’ (I hope it happened)
The corny n***a was f****n’ Nicki
I don’t like him, I’m mad they ain’t hit Safaree with a bottle at Dyckman
This year, too much s**t happened
Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’
Laughin’ at my own jokes, I really think I’m funny
Feds still ain’t find that n***a El Chapo money
(RIP Kim Porter, we all know you in heaven)
Puff gon’ make sure them kids good, don’t be up there stressin’
(RIP Aretha Franklin, we lost a legend)
You was more than talented, you truly was a blessin’
Kings killin’ kings to become hood famous
We want the real n****s back, RIP Young [?] (We want the real n****s)
RIP lil’ Junior from the Bronx, got stabbed up
[?] is like, “All this gangster s**t not addin’ up” (It’s not)
Meanwhile, Amber Rose still proud to be a slut (Yup)
K Mitchell got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I’m not gon’ talk about that [?] (I’m not)
Chris Brown ain’t dead, how Jacquees the f****n’ king? (How?)
Bobby Brown kicked Janet out his hotel room
He was on crack when he did that, is what I assume (Crackhead)
Supposedly she was in the hallway naked
If it’s true, blame it on whatever drugs he was takin’ (Ha-ha)
“Say no to drugs,” is what I tell kids I meet
You don’t wanna be like Juelz Santana with no teeth (Damn)
Dipset reunited, they sound good together
I don’t think Stevie J and Faith look good together (They don’t)
I’m like, “Psh, what would Biggie say?”
Nothin’, probably just smack the s**t out of Stevie J (Yup)
Will Smith son basically said he was gay
He announced that he had a boyfriend the other day (Tyler, The Creator)
NBA YoungBoy admitted he had herpes
His lil’ b***h got it too, they both dirty (Nasty)
This year, too much s**t happened
Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’ (I’m not)
Meek and Drake beef dead, them n****s cool again (Good)
Some lil’ white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin’ committed by white people
So why the f**k police still shootin’ up my people? (Why?)
People gotta vote, that is not to be slept on
I respect [?] gettin’ his Malcolm X on
White cop lady shot a black man in his crib
She though it was her house
No b***h, that’s where he live (Stupid)
Black Panther had us all proud to be black
No superhero movie ever did numbers like that (Nope)
Katt Williams don’t think Tiffany Haddish funny (Me neither)
Lee Daniels finally paid Damon Dash his money
Funk Flex said Dame Dash p***y, he foul (Ha-ha)
And he take Travis Scott’s, no, A$AP Rocky style
My n****s like, “Keep goin’,” they want more (Okay)
Travis Scott a coon like his brother in law (He is)
Performin’ for the Super Bowl knowin’ the situation
Now when his music come on, I change the station (Turn it off)
That’s why Tyga on the radio lit again
Your b***h probably wanna s**k that n***a d**k again (Kylie)
And I saw that interview you did about Mike Brown
Sayin’ he deserved that, it’s clear now, you a clown (That’s how you feel?)
You and Kanye downlow faggots
Jay gave [?] $7 million from taxes (I need help too)
This year, too much s**t happened
Not tryna be here for a while hour rappin’ (I’m not)
It’s too long, it should’ve been shorter
My n***a Trey Songz f****n’ Steve Harvey daughter (Ha-ha)
I’m off this, enough was said here
I’ll back throwin’ n****s under the bus next year (Whoa!)

[Uncle Murda]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, s**t crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much s**t happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)


UNCLE MURDA LYRICS


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