DJ Khaled Ft. Lil Baby & Lil Durk – Every Chance I Get

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Super talented, creative American record producer DJ Khaled, featuring American rappers Lil Baby and Lil Durk  releases another new hit track titled “Every Chance I Get”

Although, this stunning track was taken off from DJ Khaled Khaled Khaled Project album.

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DJ Khaled Ft. Lil Baby & Lil Durk – Every Chance I Get Every Chance I Get Lyrics

We The Best Music (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Another one (DJ Khaled)

Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago
Add two zeros to the one
I am in a different mode
This my life, do what I want
I be with different hoes
U know the pick and roll
I picked her up and sent her home
I got rich off strong, we get ’em in and get ’em gone
You know Trappy just got out
I ain’t have to put him on
We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on
It’s the middle of the summer
I got a hoodie on
My demon time ain’t nothin’ nice
I try not to wear nothin’ twice
I came up off of shootin’ dice (yeah)
My liltle brother ain’t livin’ r8
My sister and ’em doin’ aight
My cuz and ’em still servin’ life (yeah)
Seen a robber rob a deacon
I seen a preacher get caught for cheating
I will break the bank for one of my people
I said, “I am the 1”
They didn’t believe me
I show ’em the facts
Now they all need me
Imma get cake as long as I am breathing
They makin’ it hard
Dis shit really easy, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Imma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got
Don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all
I wish I would claim that bi**h
They get hard when they get guns
We got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can’t come

U know we will run ’round that bitch
U can miss me with that shit
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)

Yeah, she think I am a regular rapper, I am not
One person come tell me, we fuck up your block
Watch me run this shit to the tippity top, yeah (Keep going)
Put my kids in Givenchy
She must think one plus one is three
I can’t support u personally
She don’t got a mortgage, moved in with her niece
These niggas be cappin’, them cars be leased
Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets
I was nodding off, they woke up a beast
Struggle what made me
We used to have water for dinner
We didn’t have nothin’ to eat
Soon as I get on his ass
They gonna look at me better, like, “Damn, he was fucking with me”
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Imma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got
Don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all
I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns
We got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can’t come

U know we will run ’round that bi**h
U can miss me with that shit
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)

I am from the trenches
Niggas be tough on the ‘net
But really be there for attention
Bitches be talking like they really rich
But really be begging me under my pictures
I will give her forty
50000 cash to start up a business
I will spend that shit at the dentist
I’d rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings
I am in the Lambo’ truck in my hood
Nobody gon’ tell me shit
Goin’ to Cali, I pick up my weed for sure
Nobody gon’ mail me shit
Dice game, Craps and Cee Lo
I need cash, don’t sell me shit
Baby got his hood on smash, yeah
U can tell they really rich
Drop the load, ain’t no room right now
I took her to the O
Then I pulled up on the Lamb’
Bcz she a fan of Boonie Moe
I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin’ up all the opps
I be around with three million dollars in jewelry
I am standing on all the blocks
This the anthem, mmm hmm
Droppin’ the six in the Fanta (mmm)
Black Rolls truck with the all white seats
Remind me of sittin’ on Panda, mmm
I love my cousin, she was a dancer
I love my brother, he was a scammer
Sittin’ on my lap ’cause I am pulling her tracks
And I fuck from the back
Bcz she calling me handsome (Yeah. yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. yeah)

Imma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got
Don’t care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all
I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns
We got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can’t come

U know we will run ’round that bi**h
U can miss me with that shit
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)
U know I live in the mix (Money, cars, clothes & hoes)

We The Best Music another 1