Mixtapes For Free, Homie Here Take One

by DJ NB

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a buncha beats i made for fun on my MPD218.

all tracks created, produced, and arranged by DJ NB between August 4th 2016 to January 11th 2017.

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released January 11, 2017

DJ NB - Everything

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Mewtang Recordings

Indie label from California. Owned by Nolan Baldwin, all the music on this label is for free and not for sale or re-sale. If you wish to use a song on any of these albums, please contact Mewtang Recordings.

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Track Name: ah christ (featuring jared but he doens't want to be credited so not really jared)
Lord God, I.

Ah Christ.
Track Name: untitled might use later
Nuttin' smokin' weed everyday and not havin' a job and, man, makin' money.

Mixtapes for free, homie here take one.
Track Name: waavy
I got two words you....no.
Track Name: 5 dollars, please
Walked up to the line (five dollars please)
Oh, we're the DJ's (nope, five dollars please)
Bitch! We're the DJ's (FIVE DOLLARS PLEASE)
(Bouta beat cho ass)

I will not buy this record, it's scratched.
I will, I will not buy this record
Scratched.

Walked up to the line (five dollars please)
Oh, we're the DJ's (nope, five dollars please)
Bitch! We're the DJ's (FIVE DOLLARS PLEASE)
(Bouta beat cho ass)

Five dollars please.

Boing ha.
Track Name: 07 switchin lanes 08
Boing, ha. (x9)

Boing, ha, oof.
Track Name: i can't trap (ft. Walker Flocker Flammatant)
Chill, yo. Chill like you takin' it to some diggin' in the crates shit man.
Track Name: eh twerks
IT WORKS!
Track Name: Posse on Watt
'Cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies get dumb,
We're rollin' way near and the jealous wanna get some.
Track Name: Nuthin' But A "N" Thang
One
Two
Three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
Before I have to pull the strap out the cut
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Cause it ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby
Two loc'ed out G's, so we're crazy
Death Row is the label that pays me
Unfadeable, so please don't try to fade this, but, uh (Hell yeah!)
Back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'm a let em understand
From a young G's perspective
And before me, dig out a trick, I have to find a contraceptive
You never know she could be earnin' her man
Learnin' her man
And at the same time, burnin' her man
Now what you burnin', I'm a chill for a minute
Cause ain't no lovin' good enough to get burnt while I'm in it
(Yeah)
And that's realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel
Well, if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff

It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom

Well, I'm peeping, and I'm creeping, and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got caught
Cause my beeper kept beeping
Now it's time for me to make my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride like this before
with a producer who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know, and I know
I flow some ol' funky ssshhh (Yeah)
To add to my collection
The selection
Symbolizes dope
Take a toke
But don't choke
If you do
You'll have no clue
On what
Me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do

It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like this
Then we ain't got no love for those
So just chill
Til the next episode


Fallin' back on that ass
With a hellafied gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
It's the capital S, oh yes, I'm fresh, N-Double O-P
D-O-Double G-Y, D-O-Double G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah
And it don't quit
I think they in the mood for another one of those G hits

So Dre
What up, Dogg?
We gotta give 'em what they want
What's that, G?
We gotta break 'em off somethin'
Hell yeah
And it's gotta be
Bumpin', city of Compton

It's where it takes place, so when asked, yo' attention
Mobbin' with Tha Dogg Pound (Bow wow wow)
Droppin' the funky tracks that's makin' the suckers just mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your bound to get smacked
My little homey Snoop Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my nina, then you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'm a continue to
Put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you women talk trip
I'll have to put the smack down
Yeah
And ya don't stop
I told you I'm just like a clock, when I tick and I tock
But I'm never off, always on, to the break of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call
Long Beach
Puttin' it straight together
Like my homey D.O.C.
"No One Can Do It Better"

Like this, that and this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this
Then we ain't got no love for those
So just chill
Til the next episode