Name: PipeDown! (prod.Cash Callin) by Chauncey666 in Every Chauncey666 Song
Duration: 2 min 12 s
Description: 🤮GOOP TAPE🤮

Bro this is heatttt 🔥🔥🔥🔥 you need more fame

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Every Chauncey666 Song

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)
Yuh,
I could do this all day,
if you dont think im legit come and look at my face
you a disgrace,
I dont play im gettin payed for plays so put the mula on the
table or come meet yo fate!

(BLCKK)
look at how ya bitch got played,
you ain’t gotta love it but get the fuck out the way,
either way it go ima fucking carry the weight,
I don’t slow shit down till it’s everybody straight!

(TRIPLE777)
Ima dick in the moshpit
UNDERLORD mobbin,
Give me all the money cause that is yo only option,
Crashin yo party,
Steppin like the army,
Bitch you aint hard cause you built like a Barbie!

(BLCKK)
really shoulda shot me,
I don’t fuck around with the kids tryna pop me,
next month trippin it’s a rack for the feature,
fuck T 7 ima beat him in a seizure,
dont fuck with y’all neither, yeah!

(TRIPLE777)
Bitch,
put that money where it needa be,
bitch,
fuck all that talkin we gon really see,
Im smokin beats like I used to smoke tree,
had to clear my mind to come and kick out yo teeth!

(BLCKK)
i’m up on that shit like it’s back when I started,
I got my paper aint that what you wanted,
set my shit up in y’all city im solid,
shit that I did prolly make me a target!

(TRIPLE777)
Unfortunately im fortunate bet you fuckin mad,
we recordin it while you snortin it well see who gets the bag,
unlike Jay Z I wasnt focused on the Ave,
My home is anywhere where im making music so gas!

(BLCKK)  
die slow bitch I wanna kick it with the worst one,
I been picking up habits and bitch i’m not done,
they put me out of commission and bitch I still won,
keep fucking working the kitchen I’m fucking on one!

(HXSTAGE)
Get up, 
Pick up,
Bags of the money I’m fuckin 
Pissed off, 
Fists up, 
Talkin shit it’s your skull that I’m fuckin, 
Stomp my boots thru the back of his head,
Talking shit online think he tough now that bitch fuckin dead,
Failing 7 times to make a wave lookin ass bitch, 
“I just need my motherfuckin drugs!”
Yo shit trash bitch,
Fuck both these faggots on the front half I’m fuckin up the back half,
Peach rings out the backpack I grab that,
Yo,
You look like a clown bitch you a fuckin joke,
Please don’t stick around bitch I hope you fuckin choke!

(TRIPLE777)
I told you not to fuck wimme unless you gettin buck wimmie,
you fuck wimme you end up under me and thats a guarantee,
and nobody ever got the meaning the vision I be seein, 
feelin so damn defeated said fuck it ima keep on teachin,
runnin to the top cause god I need it god I need it,
I be dreamin cant stop thinkin bout the time that ima beat this!
fuck it,
enter my mind,
my demons reply,
its where this reside,
my passion divine!

fin :3

VAMPED

VAMPED - FT. BLCKK x HXSTAGE (PROD. T7)

HAHA FT ISSBROKIE! [PROD @DIEPERRY]

tUhk 2 m@nY, sHiT @1n't w0rk!n ⚙️🛠️

featuring: @954eddison
prod. by: @prod.vilex x @endjesse
artwork: @kxbvch

LYRICS:
[HOOK]
I BEEN TRYNA GET FUCKED UP BUT SHIT AIN'T WORKING
RAN UP IN HIS SHIT, BITCH I GOT DRUGS UP ON MY PERSON
LATELY I BEEN SEARCHING FOR MY PUROPSE, WORTHLESS.
AR'S OUT THE WHIP BITCH I BEEN CIRCLING, LURKING

I SHOOT PERPENDICULAR SO BOY YOU BETTER DUCK
I GOT GRAMS UP ON THE COUNTER SO MY FINGERS GETTING STUCK
I BEEN GEEKING OFF DEM PILLS AND FUCKING DIFFERENT COLOR SLUTS
IMMA DOG THAT SHAWTY OUT AND DOG THAT PUSSY LIKE A MUTT, LIKE A SMUT, LIKE A SLUT

CALL THE PLUG UP ON WEDNESDAY, OD ON A FRIDAY
HOW TF THE COPS GON ARREST ME IN MY DRIVEWAY
I REMEMBER JUGGIN ALL DEM BAGS OFF OF MYSPACE
LIL SHAWTY BAD COME AND SIT UP ON MY FACE

RACKS IN THE BACK W/ THE SHROOMS
IMMA LET IT SPRAY AND PUT THAT BITCH UP ON THE NEWS
I WAS WITH THE SADUI RIDING ROUND UP IN THE DUNES
RATHER SLIDE DOWN ON THAT BOY AND BUSS A MOTHA FUCKIN MOVE!

[HOOK]

[EDDISON]
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
BOY YOU BETTER DUCK
MONEY IN MY POCKET SO MUCH THAT I CAN'T STUFF
N*GGAS MAD I WALKED IN W/ MY MOTHA FUCKIN BALLS OUT
TRAPPIN ON THE FLOOR I GOT THE MOTHA FUCKIN GUAP OUT

WE GON STAND ON TOP OF ???
CAME IN W/ A STICK
I STAND ON MY MONEY, IM LIKE 7'6"
IM TALL THAN A BITCH
IM TALLER THAN SHIT
WHEN I WALK IN W/ THE POLE IT GON MAKE A N*GGA SICK

I MIGHT PUT A FUCKIN XAN IN MY LEAN LIKE 2017
BITCH ALL ON MY DICK, I TOLD THAT BITCH THAT SHE CAN ???
BITCH IM W/ THE GOATS, CUZ I AM A GOAT, BITCH

⚙️ SPOTIFY ⚙️

NOT WORKING FT. EDDISON (PROD. VILEX X 3RROR)

BOBBI ALTHOFF FT ISSBROKIE [PROD @DIEPERRY]

phone cracked to fuck (ft. quadthedarkgod) (prod. @triplesixdelete)

This One Time In 3rd Grade Feryal Fell Off The Stage And Bounced Cause She Was So Round

THISBITCHUGLY (Feryal diss track)

MY DICK IN MY DICKIE$ MY DICK IN MY DICKIE$ DROP DICK IN YOUR CHICKIE YOUR BITCH GIVES ME HICKIES YA MOMS LOOKING DINGY I FILL HER LIKE TWINKIES MY DICK SMELLING STINKY GET HEAD LIKE A GUILLOTINE

YOUR BITCH IS LIKE RICK, SHE ALWAYS WANTS MORE D

DICKINMYDICKIE$ (Prod. PARISVVS)

Lyrics:
WE THE NEW TALIBAN
THROW IN THE TOWEL MAN
OD ON OG MIXED WITH PEYOTE
I GET GUACAMOLE MY CHEESE NEVER MOLDY
MY WATER AINT HOLY MY DIAMONDS LOOK SOAPY
NIGGAS DON’T KNOW ME BUT STILL CLAIM WE HOMIES
FUCK IS YOU TALKING BOUT YOU NEVER SHOWED ME
NO LOYALTY NO SHARING ROYALITIES THIS IS THE TALIBAN
TAKE WHAT WE WANT EMPTY YOUR POCKETS GET SHOT LIKE TUPAC SHOCK EM LIKE ZEUS WHERE IS THE NUESS LYNCH MOB
JUST BROKE OUT THE ZOO THE TALIBAN LOOSE
WE MAKING THE NEWS FOR GLOBAL ABUSE
WHO SHOOTING YOU DUFUS WE RUTHLESS WITH RUGERS WELL SPILL YA MEDULA ALL OVER SOME MULLAH GET STONED LIKE MEDUSA
SHE NEEDED FOOTLONG SO IM HER NEW RULER
YA AUNT A CONSUMER OF MY DICK MANUVERS
BUT SHE A NEW PUPIL SO I GOTTA SCHOOL HER
CALL ME DICK TUTOR IM IN HER LIKE TUMORS
WHEN IM IN PUSSY IM NEVER INTRUDER
I GREW UP IN SERWERS AND KNOW IM THE SHIT
LIKE A SUICIDE BOMBER IM LIT
REST IN PEACE OSAMA BIN LADEN HE DIDN’T DO NOTHIN
IM THROBBING AT THOUGHT OF THE BOMBS DROPPING
We ALQAEDA WITH THEM SNIPERS
RED DOT ON FORHEAD LIKE BINDI OF INDI
STRIKE EM LIKE VIPER WITH THE SHITS LIKE DIAPERS
IM IN YOUR CITY WITH ISIS AND TERROR DEVICES
DEVISING A VIRUS OF HIGHEST AND FINEST CRANIAL LYSIS
I HIGHER A PIRATE NO LISENCE TO PILOT THE VIRUS 
DROP IT CAUSE CRISIS SEEP THROUGH YA SINUS
LOVELY SIGHT OF EVERYONE DYING FINALLY SILENCE

Taliban

Legend Has It Ft. Lux*Luther

Lyrics: 
Your bitch at my crib cause I hit that shit perfect
Say I got dope dick that’s why she b squirting
Lambo is swerving bullets gets served
Vermins is squirming put worms in the dirt
I always be lurking designer I purchase
Im blowing up but missing the turban
Lil beaner from suburbs he hurling up bourbon 
cant cope with the burden that’s always been hurting
Put rope to your throat let you hang let you choke
There’s no hope for your soul put yo dome in my scope 
Ferbreeze shot clean off ride off in the drop top 
if the pussy slop it gets dropped off at the pawnshop
me and cops swap shots till a tops gets popped off
cop sqaud got cropped off frauds get sauced on
My guns massage your entourage
Fuck the bible this is god talk
-You call her mom 
I call her the tosser
Of salad im fly like a saucer
You softer than soft server
She glued to my phallic
This hag lick my gag stick
It slants to the right like italic
Lost in the static don’t panic
I stretch out her asshole elastic
Torn like its fabric
erratic fanatic of havoc
I traffic humain remains
Bones flesh and brains
only drink OJ no blood in my veins
but theres blood on my face when I kill in a rage
And I Piss in a lake and then shit on your grave
No friends on this earth or past hells gate
I live in a morgue love death and gore
Killing for sport spill your guts on the floor
But Im thirsty for more so lets go to war
What’s in store for you whores is pure horror
Ive got you cornered proceeding with torture
Then move on to the coroner then to your funeral
But nobody’s mourning the loss of this bastard
After ill fuck your mom till her ass hurts 
I am immortal, yall just subordinates
I am a god you are my orphans
This is a warning don’t Mess with the Zenith
Ill snatch you soul, u better believe it
I Pull down the ski mask now yo girl need kneepads
I stopped her breating
And didn’t pull out, bust in her mouth
Then burn down her house
Erased your whole lineage
Good riddance You idiots
This Indian spit hideous 
Im feeling insidious
End bloody like periods
I hope you don’t mind
Cupboards were bare
So I hit a stain even though it was stine
I grind with the lost souls im bumpy as potholes 
of back roads I wont eat your taco just gimme some head like im honcho 
if the kitty stinky this bean dip like nachos
You better run home like your name is Pablo
Sanchez Spit cold as Alaskans 
Ya mans gets slapped n you watching it happen
Pass me a napkin I dip it in chloroform
Now your moms napping dick im unpacking
Cheeks start a clappin im the captain like jack
Sparrow get robbed for de niro you fockers
 Im the new pharaoh
Of Egypt These niggas creepin like Jeepers
I don’t understand how your bitch a keeper
I stuck it half way in and she started bleeding
Flow strong as Vageta in god form not basic
You know what im Sayin 
This native is stoning a racist leaving no traces
Im Fucking a nun she moaning she hope im exploding
With loads of the potion my chode in motion
Her Kitty swollen My Hands are choking n holding her throat
Virginity stolen pussy to colon left busted right open 
Her Tummy its bloated from holding unspoken amounts of my 
Semen

Rot In Hell

Lyrics:
Poppin pills until the sun down I be fucked up when it come up
think I love you till I come down turns out you was just a nut bust
I be smoking till the sun down I just wanna get my funds up
Drugs I remember the first time since the first high I was love stuck

All my problems gonna come back when I come down so its fuck that
We be out back smoking loud pack think im happy till I doubt that
Sippin mud cause I cant help it nothing I can do about it
Bitch don’t try and touch my drugs don’t you know im fucking selfish
Purchase perc’s for perks of not feeling so mother fucking worthless
On the surface youd be certain im all good and feeling perfect
Always laughing but deep down inside my soul im really hurting 
what a burden it aint worth it to keep that shit to myself 
im too scared to go n seek help I be swerving with no seatbelt
‘nother backwood what I need now all these females
 backstabbers im bout to bleed out 
close my eyes and then I see hell 
close my eyes and then I see hell
when I close my eyes and I see hell

Poppin pills until the sun down I be fucked up when it come up
think I love you till I come down turns out you was just a nut bust
I be smoking till the sun down I just wanna get my funds up
Drugs I remember the first time since the first high I was love stuck

I get more goodbyes than good highs
When I die please tell my mom I was a good guy 
It aint true but fuck it she don’t gotta know that
I just want her to be proud of me—
Fuck you if you doubted me
That’s fuck myself undoubtedly 
All these demons drowning me
I cant sleep no more so I smoke weed until im drowsy
Lousy piece a shit don’t tell stop taking them drugs 
Anti depressants depressing me
A friend what they pretend to be
I know they want my energy
This hoe think she impressing me 
New drugs don’t mean new me its just you whose acting different
Who knew sippin on this goop could get me so fucking addicted 
Why this Lucy got me gloomy this was not part of my mission
No, Im afraid too loose me but you wont notice im missing
Roll another backwood im not as high as I need be
Hoe tell you friends to come through I need a change in scenery
Pour another liter im not as high as I need be
The sun about to come up but im not sleeping so easily

PipeDown! (prod.Cash Callin)

Chauncey666

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