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Bangers

Hell Hound Militia

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52BNzkXmgR4

Gremlin - Remedy For A Broken Heart

Gremlin Ft. Zaid Tabani - The Way I Can't

ASHES ft. LORDKONTAKT [prod. DED333]

Deep Lyrics About A Heartbroken Girl

Music Video: https://youtu.be/xw6x_ryqwMY

Gremlin - Falling Down

Two songs for your appreciation. Throwaways. Love u.

Cunt Face

Zillakami - Cunt Face (Prod. By Brian Spencer)

Be sure to watch the official video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0QKTb6PSIOs

Gremlin - Broken People Ft Devaroux

@gwaluhhh

I'm a piece of shit
bitch I feel like Sean Avery
I be instigating 
cause I love when y'all hate me
lately
I don't give a fuck about my safety
lose my temper on a fucking beat
I'm going crazy
hazy
vision I can hardly see through all the smoke
now you got some problems
thought that's what the fuck you wanted bro
told you bitches
you ain't with the shit well then you gotta go
backwoods back to back
I spent a rack 
now that's a lot of dope
that's a lot of dope
love the ganja smoke
plottin' on ya 
bitch I'm feeling diabolical
that's a lot of dope
love the ganja smoke
plottin' on ya
bitch I'm feeling diabolical
I hate you
make moves
why you buying all them fake views?
bitch I hate you
make moves
why you buying all them fake views? fake views
said I'm a piece of shit
bitch I feel like Sean Avery
I be instigating
cause I love when y'all hate me

Sean Avery (Prod. Gwaluhhh)

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

Smoking on this tree gon hit your face just like an airbag
Kush so strong got me feeling like I’m jet lagged
Made this shit for free don’t give a fuck about a price tag 
I’m in Hong Kong with the strap up in my duffel bag
I just booked a flight to Metairie to see my family 
But I’ll return like Gandalf 
Black Wizard up out the 503
Up all night reciting verses g 
With perfect symmetry 
Run circles on the beat 
This shit so fire you had to hit repeat 

I’m whipping hearses 
Pimping nurses 
Snatching purses 
Cursin fuck
Crushing verses 
They dispersing 
Kick drum hitting like a truck 
HHM we’re satan’s children we were sent to fuck shit up 
Once we lock you in our sights say your prayers you’re out of luck 

Bitch I feel like Guts I’m bout to go berserk
Treating bitches sweetly but to niggas I’m a jerk 
Maggz the type of nigga that might pull up at your work 
Pull up at the wrong time bet you’ll get murked 
Snacking on your bitch that pussy tasting like desert 
Once I stick it in work it out and make her squirt 
Got that long wood bitches call me Vic Firth 
I ain’t spending racks on shit you can search my net worth

GUT$ (feat. Witchouse 40k)

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/ocdbzicca

Lyrics:

Who’s dat boy there zombie walking out da fog 
Razor sharp smile snarling like a fucking dog 
Shit it’s Maggz straight out da crypt equipped with body bags 
Ain’t no telling when I’m gonna seek you out when I’m coming you’ll hear these chains drag 

Got a bitch
Dipped in gold
On my side like R2D2
Twisted metal black
I’m throwing napalm but I ain’t no Sweetooth
Rapping bout your feelings 
Like a beta that’s the sad truth 
Think your shits untouchable 
When no one even hears you 
Boy 
You delusional 
Don’t let it confuse you though 
Really want to cop these tags 
But your tracks are unsuitable 
Once you hear my words they’re in your head
They’re unremoveable   
Make your death look beautiful 
My sins are inexcusable 
Grab the sigma pull it back
Gave your ass a heart attack 
Never let a bitch get close and
Knock me off my fucking track 
I think you rappers are silly 
Talking dem millys 
Talking bout designer shit 
We see you shopping at Tilly’s dats

Two pigs down 
Maggz not satisfied with those numerals
Pulling up with masks and rags
Drop tear gas at the funeral 
You can’t step to me your weak as fuck
That’s indisputable 
Do it all myself no leasing beats don’t need your studio 

Who’s dat boy there zombie walking out da fog 
Razor sharp smile snarling like a fucking dog 
Shit it’s Maggz coming up out da crypt equipped with body bags 
Ain’t no telling when I’m gonna seek you out when I’m coming you’ll hear my chains drag

Demon Maggz (Prod. OCD Bzicca)

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Blade on my wrist above the sink
I’ve seen it vanish in a blink
I’m losing sleep I cannot think 
I’ve lost myself I’m on the brink
I’m losing blood 

Left that boy bleeding ran off with his camera
I’m gone in a flash abracadabra 
Whole team on the come up y’all going out sad bruh 
That’s why your punk ass is mad huh 
Really feel like Da Vinci while smearing the blood my enemies upon the walls of cathedrals
God isn’t here there’s no saving your people 
I’m watching you with my third eye through the keyhole
I keep it straight to the point like a needle 
No comply stay on the grind why you Feeble 
You boys all still Weedles I sting like I’m Beedrill
I’m ridding your kind of existence like measles 
Nails in my Patek lost track of the time
Your bitch hit my line, your main is a dime
She’s wet at the sound of my voice when I rhyme 
She’s sucking down dick like it’s lemon and lime

Feel like dying
Feel like crying out
Oh no
Feel like dying
Feel like crying out

Bells & Whistles (feat. Mobbs Radical)

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Wrap that fucking swisher up don’t let it run once it get to burning
Drank too many steel reserves 
I’m drunk now but my stomach churning 
Bitch I’m out here working and learning 
You simply undeserving 
Feel the blue light burning my eyes
Pressing keys ‘til my fingers hurting 
Pussy boy writing poems in his tablet 
But what happens when Maggz come and snatch it
Most these mother fuckers got more problems than a math quiz
Word around's I’m the wiz with the hat tricks 
No one wanna pay but they all wanna eat 
I don’t give a fuck about your words on the beat unless I’m feeling it 
To be honest I ain’t even hearing it
All I hear is make believe I’m steady steering clear of it

Nobody likes me 
Only wanna use me
Thought I’d need a limousine 
But swapped it for a two seater
Always keep bout two heaters 
On me at all times 
Need a beat I got you
But I don’t fuck with your mediocre rhymes  
I’m simply not impressed by punchlines 
Give me something real
Give me something I can really fucking feel
I don’t wanna hear you squeal like a tire 
Making music for the heal is my desire 
I’m broke as fuck ain’t  rocking no designer 
I keep it a hunnid I’m not a fan of eyeliner bitch 
What’s up
What’s up
You a pup we the hellhounds niggas simply can’t catch up

Is It Chill If I Chill Here?

CITY MORGUE VOL 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD

MINIMIZYA (feat. IDK)

Track 04
Produced by FIEND
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

4 Oceans

Track 02
Produced by NetuH x Instinct <3
747
How do you think the world will end? I think rain.

Harpoon

stream - http://song.link/us/i/1496329696

All black, cash in the stash spot with the new gat
Shorty tell me that she love she gon' bussit, throw it back
Little boy you a stain, you a fake, that’s that
Bottom row full of gold keep a pole no cap

And she ridin dick real thicc no photos
While you posting pics on the gram in your polo
Can I stick around for a minute? Aw hell no
I quit hittin licks when I made it out the jungle 
Bought that bitch some Gucci now she standing at attention
I keep catching feelings now I’m back into remission
You ain’t put in half the work I did when I was 15
I ain’t need shit from a bitch

All black, cash in the stash spot with the new gat
Shorty tell me that she love she gon' bussit, throw it back
Little boy you a stain, you a fake, that’s that
Bottom row full of gold keep a pole no cap
(x2)

ALL BLACK

stream

God's Busy w/ Rozz Dyliams (Prod. Gwaluhhh)

You Baby Ft Matt Reed

SPOTIFY

Semi Automatic w/ ashtrey

Prod. Tumaggz
https://soundcloud.com/tumaggz

Full Moon, Sell My Soul (Prod. Tumaggz)

Prod. Netuh
https://soundcloud.com/netuhbeats
ft 
https://soundcloud.com/bluntedpharaoh
https://soundcloud.com/tumaggz

Nosebleed feat. AK3K & TuMaggz (Prod. Netuh)

prod Tumaggz
https://soundcloud.com/tumaggz

ft
https://soundcloud.com/hell_usa

Hellhound Clothes feat. Witchouse 40k (Prod. Tumaggz)

Prod. tuMaggz

LYRICS:

I’m the virus 
Here to stay
All you see on the screen is my face displayed
Watching every move you make
I’m hacking your life like’s it’s owed to me

Evil intention 
There is no escape
Paranoia sets in I’m in every reflection 
Claiming my vengeance 
No crossing the tape
All my dogs gonna shoot they ain’t asking no questions 

Fuck it
I slice my skin my wrists bleed toxins by the bucket
Losing sleep from feeling sick from dumping nails into my stomach 
Thumb tacks in my throat
Bodies in the moat
I carve a smile on my face 
Got HHM across my coat

Niggas don’t like me they know I'm a threat
Recording my shit cooking beats like a vet
Wrapping a leash round your bitch like a pet
I swing with the bat like I play for the Mets
Whoa
Whoa
Keep it subliminal 
It’s metaphysical 
The way I spit these flows

Frozen
Over
My heart can’t get no colder
Lost all my composure
Mind move like a roller coaster 
I’m not a bragger or a boaster 
But this shit over
Send em over 
Red Rover
Red Rover
Red Rover

Frozen
Over
My heart can’t get no colder
Lost all my composure
Mind move like a roller coaster 
I’m not a bragger or a boaster 
But this shit over
Send em over 
Red Rover
Red Rover
Red Rover

VIRUS - Single

VIRUS

TAPE DROPPING SOON

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA : @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA :@TUMAGGZ

Roswell (Prod. Callen Meyers)

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

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MIX AND MASTERED BY : @TUMAGGZ

JIGGY SHIT (PROD. APOLLO YOUNG X NETUH)

MVKO

Bust shots,
Grippin on 2 gold glocks,
Casin out your fuckin crib bitch I kept a close watch,
Try to Run up on me Got a blade in both socks,
Got you tied up santos waiting at the boat docks,

Hostile shit,
One shot from the pump will make your body flip,
I'm smashin on your girls box I'm feelin like I'm Roddy rich,
One hit from the blunt it gon hit you like karate kicks,
Bitch dont run your mouth one punch will leave your body fuckin stiff,


SANTOS SANTANA

oh my
point the tec 9 to yo face bitch
usually im moving low but not today bitch

coke lines
take a step back bitch 
better watch yo words 
ima pull up with ma gang bitch

cocaine
real dope fiend
bless the ak
bullets coming for yo brain

go spray
creepin with mane
killa dna
runnin through my veins