3 v 1 I

COLDEST OF THE COLD (Prod. PULSE)

WONT RELENT - W/ NUUTELLA (prod NetuH)

Artwork by. Gavisaurio
Produced by. CXRPSE

BABY GOS:
Pull up with the gang and we leaving him slaughtered
i don’t want ur pleas ion fuck with u offers
sloth got the wine that he stole from ur casa
on god i’m on the one finna blow like i’m gaza

smoking and drinking don’t fw u cretins
if you got a problem u cry to ur god
i need him gone like that boy is some clearence
u say u gon kill me so why ain’t i gone?

stomp on his face and i bury em
mobbs, sloth and baby we look the minutemen
shining so bright bitch i’m radiant
don’t care for the dissing ong im not listening

u said u gon gon pull up im sitting here
that boy didn’t show up i guess that fear got to him
bitch you a bitch be obedient
he think we don’t know that he side with the opposite

i don’t know stop bitch i only know go
driving my auto right into ur zone
i put a tracker inside of your phone so u internet talking but i’m at ur home
bottle of henny a bottle of gin
skirt off in the whip with the black window tint
i got some enemies i got some friends some that gon love and some that pretend

MOBBS RADICAL:
desolation is key
my hip two guns no safe on me
gotta roll my weed in a fronto leaf
drift off zen mode like a bonsai tree
black screen the static front face with god
flesh bone and all gone rip it off
ray gun with a pack a punch
I might blast’em up you gone know the mobb
we gone kill them all
pockets too fat all I’m hearing ka ching
I think that Im writing a death note
the darkest of winter and hell of a spring
too busy I’m grinding to flex though
full seige all rise when I close my eyes
every night I sleep is a night I die
in a hellcat bitch I command my shit
living way too fast all the time gone by
I’m dead

$LOTHBOI:
I BODY WHAT I TOUCH
COUNT ON ME TO FUCK UP

Boy we aint the same
We in different lanes
While you smoking kush
I was riding trains

I was dead broke off the percs hoe
Robbin joints picking locks yo
This is real shit I aint cap bitch
Im the $LOTHBOI and I crossed toys

I done it all been through the fuck shit
Ran from the cops to the functions
I seen people die with my own fucking eyes
Fuck I made through all this dysfunction

The bunk shit
Took my brothers live
You a pussy gripping on a .45
I be a 40 deep so I’m swinging wide
I might beat you down till you fucking cry

Leaning over Im so fucking high
Climbing roofs and Im afraid of heights
Riding trains thassa thrill in life
Doing stupid shit till the day I die

Yuh

Give me a reason
Bitch I riding with demons
Holding em back till these chains fucking snap
Then I body your shit like I bodied this track

Facts

Bitch I be packing my bags
Flyin to cities just cuz of my raps
Working so hard I ain’t sleeping again
I create till I die bitch I want this my end

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GAZA w/ MOBBS RADICAL x $LOTHBOI [prod. CXRPSE]

Sixthells x YTD - Shrine

Таврія демо

Повідець

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKAD9SjbaU8&feature=youtu.be

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Eskry

Lyrics:
FoH you kitten
4 more million
Make mo guala than yo daddy in 4 door civic

4 more writtens
4 door livin
Make mo money than yo daddy in a 4 door civic

You been livin wit yo wifey what that makin you?
You been sittin on yo ass like what you finna do?
Steady actin like you got a say in this
You gave up before you had a shot at being rich
You just a bitch

I dont need no friends
Finna cop a allwhite benz
Drop the rest on gucci shades (wit the) wit the tinted lense

Drop 400 on a belt just to give it to one my friends
Im not selfless im just righteous moral high on all my men

If we pull up
We hook up 
Then scrapyard all yo shit
Wearin sick shit
We drip drip
Water wet on yo bitch
Choke slam her
Then buy fur
She like it wit my clique
She wont reply
Please dont deny
I just stole yo bitch hah

Big Roshi - FoH +Eskry

Mixed by Big Roshi
Written by Big Roshi & Ak
Produced by Flacko J

Big Roshi x Ak - DCTMSIPRY +Flacko J

No One Is Safe (Prod. by Polar Beats)

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
I just achieved perfect form n I dont wanna talk to you
I just spent the last 10 days smokin blunts alone in my room
I aint got connections my family dont like me no more
Pop a percocet and crush a oxy put that up my nose

Downers are my go to the uppers make me too anxious bro
After I go dumb I go stupid then I go retard mode
Opposite of what u think from tropic thunder movie quote
Might go ben stiller n be a fool but still be a rich ass hoe

I just ate a pill and in 10 minutes ima throw it up
I stay unaffiliated but the gangstas fuck wit us
Roshi wit the product cus he bought it never gave a fuck
Who the fuck be talkin i could shut it witta 20 buck

And honestly
I cant give a reason that youd follow me
And probably
Im the worst person to be honoring
The thought of it
Screaming swears words at the parliment
Its heartening
Knowing none of yall could ever harvest it

Lil homie been circlin the block
His homie got murda got shot
Now he on my phone textin caps all hot
Boy best keep it trill for i drop anotha op



I am a reject
I do not socialize
Hang with a degen
Watch me get immortalized
Like a demon
Watch me persuade ya life
It be a Bad guy
Big lies
I cant give a fuck why

Reject Social +Oakerdidit

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artwork by https://instagram.com/ghoste2k

0005

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Scorpio Prodz

Lyrics:
I got a dick, gone flick on a big thing
Why do u talk, u a fuck witta peebrain
Rip that cloth, dont care whatchu eating
Pussy on my top lip, sharp like a bee sting

short n useless tic tak, tik tok
Fuck what she say she want that big cock
Act like demon for that crack rock
I live a life that embraces rot

I aint never really knew a thing about a upper life
Living in da dirt I do not think about a homicide
Everyday the usual Im plottin on another life
Catch em then I hurt em then I kill em then I rob his wife

Im that bad bad bad bad bad guy
Take that shank stick in his eye
Laugh at joke while take yo bitch life
This aint shit im used to these lies

Like ahh its typical
Plot of life is mystical

I sell them drugs to the mommies
Then They go back home to they children
I did not know the pain that I sowed
Now its stuck in all of my writtens
I shovel dirt and I relay work
While I try to preach to these children
This pit aint sane it got no remorse
It dont matter what you be learnin

But im still stuck
Sellin drugs look at death wish a difference
But Im still stuck
Growin hatred for the men above me its so sicknin
But Im still stuck
Melt yo brain for likes for listens r u listenin
But Im still stuck
Repeat and repeat and repeat




Im smokity smokity
Do not talk to my folkity
Take a knife and it poke-ity
STRAIGHT INTO YO EYE

Fuckity fuckity
Sell her body for buckities
All her feeling r tuckitied
Make a grown man cry

Bang bang
Hang hang
Watch as her life drain
Same lane 
Mome came
Shame then die

If it really mattered     
What the fuck that we be doin
Then the people that above us
Wouldnt tell us lies

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Big Roshi x Ak - DCTMSIPRY +Flacko J

Big Roshi

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