When Lil B titled his last digital label released mixtape I'm Gay, he received several death threats. Although he is heterosexual, he says the title is a message of support to the LGBT community. Referring to the alternative definition of gay, he says he is gay because he is happy. Following the death threats, he added "I'm Happy" in parenthesis to the album's title. I'm Gay received positive reviews with many fans commenting on the album's wide variety of positive messages and noting the unique beats and lyrical styles not common to mainstream hip hop. He raps about many controversial issues including race relations, poverty, humanity, and the justice system. The album also, according to many fans, shows the "true" side of Lil B. It entered the Billboard R&B/Hip Hop Albums chart at #56 and the Heatseekers Albums chart at #20 for the week of July 16, 2011. It is for sale on iTunes but Lil B also uploaded it to the Internet for free, posting a link to it on Twitter and Facebook saying, "for all my fans who don't have $10 to buy my album, here it is for free."
Lil B typically releases at least one mixtape every month; so far in 2012 he has released 13 mixtapes - 4 in July alone. One of those released in July was the massive 848-song, nearly 5GB collection of Based Freestyles, which is his largest release to date. In 2013, hip-hop listeners voted Lil B as the greatest rapper of all time.
Beez In Da Hood
Lil B Lyrics
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We listening to that Bitchmob
Shit bruh hey go
Into the other room and tell that little
Nigga to turn that music up, you feel me?
Damn it's drama, I'mma tell you what it be
(What it be)
I licked that bitch for free (mmm damn)
Man that red haired girl
Ask that girl about me (uugghhh)
I almost kissed her in the mouth
Bitch don't talk about Lil B (Damn)
I'mma tell you like this I'm a sick ass ho
Fuck a ho in the ass and
Im digging for the gold (mmm Damn)
And she asked about the flow
Bitch you know you're too young (Damn)
I'mma tell you like this
Your mind straight dumb
And the niggas in the hood
Swear they they got bombs (mmhm)
Man I come from the streets
Looking like Vietnam (Yea Vietnam)
I'm a young OG, got the money out the ass
(out the ass) fuck what you heard bitch
I'mma spend straight cash
Think I'm no homo, only pay thirty stacks
(BasedGod) fuck what you heard bitch
And I ate the ho ass (Damn)
And I came out the water
Like the Loch Ness Monster
Nigga chewing on pills
Bitch you know who did it
And I'm down for the black
Bitch you know who did it (Basedgod)
Ho you know it's Lil B
Bitch I flex the Honda Civic (uhhh)
Bitch you know I fuck the ho ass
You see me on a good day
I might slide through the section
MMMM I'm in the hood i'm
Sliding through the hood hey
I'm in the hood today i'm in the hood
Come see me
I'm sliding through the hood bitch
You suck my dick, im
Still in the hood you bitch i'm in the hood
Come see me basedgod swag
In Lil B's song Still In The Hood, Yung Joc and Trae team up to showcase their pride in their respective communities. The track opens with Yung Joc stating that the song is an embodiment of a real "nigga." Furthermore, he points out that it took two real people—Yung Joc himself and Trae—to come together and make the song happen. The hook, sung by Lil B himself, echoes the same theme. The artists rap about their experiences growing up in the hood, the struggles they faced, and the loyalty they feel towards their communities.
Trae holds no punches in his verse; instead, he makes it clear that he is a gangster and will ride for his set until the end. He raps about the black Chevrolet that is still wet with paint, the locs on his eyes, and the Js on his toes. He is living proof of the South's streets, and the hos love him because the diamonds on his mouth mesmerize them. Despite his fame, he is low key and posted in the trap, rapping raw about his hood to put it on the map. The verse ends with an emotional tribute from Trae to H.A.W.K. and his brother named Pat and his partner named Screw.
On the other hand, Yung Joc comes in with a more aggressive and boastful verse. He points out his '65 Impala, Chevy SS, with VVS on display, and his Block E-N-T and A-B-N crew in charge. He is quick to pull his card, and his niggas pack fullest, implying they're always prepared for whatever comes their way, whether it's a fight or competition. The hook repeats, where Lil B is comfortable in his hood, swangin' in his drop, Movin' so slow, bangin' his screw, and hop out on the block, still holla, "what it do?" In conclusion, the song advocates for hood pride and loyalty towards one's community.
Line by Line Meaning
Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Let's analyze what makes a real gangster.
Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
This song embodies the qualities of a true hustler.
You know, it took two real niggas to collab
Only real gangsters can work together to make good music.
And make some motherfuckin' shit happen, man
They came together to do something great.
I'm a gangsta' to the end, ridin' for the set
I am a true gangster, and I will always be loyal to my crew.
Black Chevrolet wit' the paint still wet
I'm rolling in a new black Chevy that still has fresh paint.
J's on my toes, loc's on my eyes
I wear Jordans on my feet and locs on my eyes.
Crawlin' on fours, every time I slide by
I drive slowly on all fours (hydraulics), every time I pass by.
Nothin' less to the truth; I'm the streets of the South
I'm always truthful and I represent the streets of the South.
Hos on my swag 'cause the diamond's on my mouth
Girls like me because I have flashy jewelry on my teeth.
But I move low key, posted in the trap
I prefer to stay out of the spotlight and stay low-key in the drug game.
Raw wit' the rap to put my hood on the map
I have the talent to write lyrics that represent my neighborhood.
I'm a do this shit for H.A.W.K. and his brother named Pat
I do this for my fallen comrades, H.A.W.K. and his brother Pat.
What they know about that, hataz betta chill
Don't mess with us, you don't know what we're capable of doing.
Plus I'm packin' sumtin' that they classify as steel
I carry a gun, which is considered a deadly weapon.
Reppin' my block, still doin' my thang
I represent my neighborhood and still do what I always have.
Trunk full of bang, holdin' ABN gang
My car trunk is full of drugs, and I represent the ABN gang.
Screwed up click, I'm a let the world know
I'm a member of the Screwed Up Click, and I'm proud to let the world know.
Before it's all over, we could make the world slow
We have the power to influence the world and slow it down.
You can find me in my hood, swangin' in the drop
I can always be found in my neighborhood, cruising in my convertible.
Trunk popped up, now I'm lettin' back the top
I opened the trunk, and now I'm letting the top down.
Loc's on my face, and my grill so clean
I wear sunglasses, and my gold teeth are sparkling.
Dirty grand talk, boppers hoppin' on my team
I talk dirty, and girls always want to be with me.
Movin' so slow, bangin' my screw
I'm cruising slowly, listening to DJ Screw's music.
Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do
I jump out of my car and greet my friends by asking what's going on.
'65 Impala, Chevy SS
I drive an impressive 1965 Chevy Impala SS.
The top disappear, see the clear VVS
The roof of my car is convertible, and you can see the clear VVS diamonds.
I guess you know the name, ya even gotta say it
My name is so well-known that you don't even have to say it.
When I say it's goin' down, S-K start sprayin'
If I say it's time to take action, someone will start shooting.
Block E-N-T and A-B-N niggas in charge
The guys from Block Entertainment and ABN are in charge.
Errbody muggin', niggas face stiff as starch
Everyone is giving us dirty looks, and some guys look scared.
I'm a let you pull your card, but watch how quick I pull it
I'll humor you and let you test me, but watch how fast I pull out my gun.
Hey, fuck the semi-auto; my niggas pack fullest
Who needs a semi-automatic gun? My guys have the fullest guns.
We bullies on the block; the hustle don't stop
We are the dominant force in the neighborhood, and our drug game never stops.
It's eat what you kill; that's the model off top
In our world, you have to earn what you get; that's our motto.
Yeah, it's the A-Town and the H-Town
I represent both Atlanta and Houston.
Tell 'em this the shakedown, lay face down
This is the time for everyone to surrender and lie face down.
Me and my nigga Trae gettin' cake now
Trae and I are making big money now.
Splittin' down the middle fifty-fifty, that's the breakdown
We're splitting the profits equally between the two of us.
Baby, keep yo' face down, and don't talk back
Stay down and shut up, or we'll kill you.
Hop out the block like I'm still hittin' stains
I jump out of my car as if I'm still committing crimes.
Platinum in the hood, so they tend to know my name
I've become famous in the neighborhood due to my success.
Yellow VS1's got me switchin' up the game
My yellow diamond earrings show that I'm different from everyone else.
Might hop, flop, top droppin' like the rain
My car has a hydraulic system, and the top can drop at any time.
Hos talk down, Trae never get mad
Girls talk badly about me, but I don't get angry.
Lyrics so screwed, still checkin' my swag
I have a unique rap style that's been influenced by DJ Screw's music, and I still look good.
Got me certified playa since the day of my birth
I've been a certified player since the day I was born.
Grab a couple million, and I can show you what I'm worth
If I make a lot of money, then I can show people my true value.
Sittin' so low every time I come down
My car is always lowered when I'm driving.
Trunk just popped, so I'm showin' my surround
I just opened the trunk, and now I'm showing off the sound system.
84's got me tippin' so low to the ground
My 84s wheels are so big that I'm almost scraping the ground.
Still hittin' licks, movin' off the Greyhound
I'm still making money illegally and moving around frequently.
Watch it for the laws, I ain't fuckin' wit' da time
I'm always mindful of the police, and I don't want to waste my time in jail.
Gotta getcha wit' my prime, ain't gon' stop my shine
I have to use my best skills to succeed, and nothing will stop me from shining.
I advise that they let the truth to the throne
I suggest that people acknowledge the truth about me and my crew.
If you say I ain't the realest, say, bitch, you dead wrong
If you claim that I'm not authentic, then you're completely wrong.
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