Funk

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Track: SPACE AGENCY from Bass Patrol

Looking for a LEGIT label to put this out on cassette! If you think you can help with that msg me. I repeat, LEGIT.. don't waste my time like the countless other labels.

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GF13 encourages drug use and irresponsible behavior while listening to this underground compilation. 

5. DOM - Chronic Bud

IT'S THA BUMP

og track: https://soundcloud.com/ryan-cc/freddie-dredd-eat-that-45-original-prod-fructuoso

FREDDIE DREDD - EAT THAT 45(PROD. FRUCTUOSO)(PURE ANNA mix)

Freddie Dredd - Killas In The Back (Prod. Fructuoso)

DJKillaC x KOLD BLOODED || GETTIN' SMOKED OUT || PROD. DJKillaC

COLD BLOODED

S/O STONE DOGG ON THA SAMPLE


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Cursed - No Jump Shot (Prod. FVDXVD)

go follow jarren real west coast shit @jarrenc

LYRICS:

they call me mister mystery
product of this misery
mackin on a bieutch
playa perfectin this pimpery
my pocket fulla stones
Travel the stars like I was meant to be
trapped up on this planet
trynna manage
Gotta keep the piece

tucked on my side
45 
this life aint shit to me
you gon have to kill a g
them fists can't get rid uh me

i hop up in my space ship
no there aint no space bitch
blowin smoke 
at the speed of light
watch me lane switch

I keeps an eye on my money
other eye up on my beiutch

never trustin a soul
my mind stronger than ya grip

gon and empty ya clip
ya just be doin me a favor

the sin on my lips
got her on her worst behavior

Every flava of BIEUTCH
Steady blowin up my pager 

Sayin 911 
Doms ain't the type to try and save em

Chunkin dubs
Out the roof
Born and raised up in the west 
Can't you tell from the vapors 
That be creepin from my chest 

its S.I.C till I rest
Doomset slittin necks 
In g-bodies 
Coutin Hunnids
& Poppin screw in the deck

tapes hiding the glock
and cash stashed in the dash
case them foos try and run up
just free they soul
and mash the gas

ya legs separated
from ya hips
ya can’t walk

outlined up in chalk
body bag up in the trunk

Ain't no tags on em  toes
another victim to this ahnk

i can tell ya trynna fake the phonk

them playaz from the third coast(west side)
slamming caddy do’s

hit the southside
cop a liter 
po the foe

Watch them pimps drop tops
3 wheelin down the coast

rollin 84s (triple golds)
Choppin blades on vogues

Got One countin scrilla
Other stuffing optimo’s

Feel like sun ra 
Cosmic black sixty fo

got akoza right beside me
in the slab swangin slow

hitting switches 
while i smoke

SUN RA IN A 64 (PROD. JARREN)

DOM - SOUTHWEST CERTIFIED (2015)

JON DOE, JANE DOE MURK HIM ASS HIS HO
CATCH A BLAST 
MAKE IT FLARE
ITS A WRAP I DONT CARE
DAREDEVIL HEAVYMETAL
VERY SKILLED WIT A SHOVEL
DISRESPECTFUL NEXT LEVEL 
FUCK LIFE I AINT SPECIAL

MAKE U REMINICE 
MUTHAFUCKAS DONT EXIST 
40 OZ ON MY BRETHE 
HURT THE WORLD TILL NUTTIN LEFT
SUCK MY MEAT
MAKE ME SKEET
IN HEARSES , BACKSEAT
WHAT A TREAT
WHAT A FREAK
TO THE SHOP 
I RETREAT 

MAKE A RITE
MAKE A LEFT
WATCH YO FUCKIN STEP
TOLD U BITCH, I NEED HELP
PSYCHOTIC , SMOKE EXOTIC
BLOWN LIKE A DAMN ROCKET
BRUTAL SHYT I WILL NOT STOP IT
ROBBERY, HURRY RUN IT GUN 
MITE ASWELL DROP IT

NEVER ENDING FADE

MAKE U REMINISCE (PROD. RYAN C)

LYRICS:

BITCH DONT EVER GET TOO COMFORTABLE
PULL THE RUG FROM UNDER 
IF YA FUCKIN WITH A PLAYA
NEVER SEE THE SUN 
I PROMISE YOU
THEM STONES ON THE SELENITE
CHARGING WHILE I ROLL ANOTHER
AURA NOT COMPARABLE
BITCH YA FEELIN PITIFUL
AINT REAL WITH YASELF
ENERGY LEACHES I CANT FUCK WITHCU 
STAY AS FAR AWAY 
AS I CAN
KEEP IT PLAYA AS POSSIBLE
SMOKIN BIG KILLA
IN  EM CADDIES
BOUTTA CASH OUT
HIT THE LIQUOR STOE
SIP THEM 40S TILL IM ASSED OUT
SEE BABY BOUT HER BIDNESS
SHE MY DENTIST
TILL I CRASH OUT
DIGGIN OUT THEM GUTS
WITH MY TONGUE  
THEN I MASH OUT
READY TO MAKE THE CHANGE
SACRIFICE TO SEE WHAT PANS OUT
I DO WHAT I GOTTA DO
TO GET MY OWN 
YA GOT YA HAND OUT

 MY PRESENCE IS A PRESENT
PIMP SLAP YA TO THE PAST 
NOW DONT THINK BECAUSE
ILL ROLL YA UP A BLUNT
THAT I WONT SPAZZ OUT
YOUNG ITALIANO
BREAKIN BITCHES 
TALKIN TRASH
ON THIS PIMPIN
HOES SCARED
IM USUALLY CALM
THEY GOT ME MAD NOW

BLOWIN UP THE LINE
SORRY DOM
NEED 1 MORE CHANCE 
HOW THE FUCK IM SPOSE TA TRUST YA
IF YA QUICK TO DROP THEM PANTS
CAUGHT MY BABY TRYNNA PLAY ME
HAD TO DROP  HER ON HER ASS
FOR THE SLAB 
DOOMSET
S.I.C 
ON THE MAP NOW

DOM's Album

1-800-FORTHESLAB *PLEASE HOLD*

LYRICS:

Them playaz gon strive
While them sucka gon die 
Lemme jam the screw
baby Lemme smoke and ride  
Let the Bumpa kit recline
Hit the switch when I arrive 
Gotta Double dutch ya bitches
Just to getcha back in line
Think ya playin a pimp
10 steps ahead every time
Only thang on my brain
Is stackin chips n multiply 
Heard her
 jammin screw
In the Buick
Had to do it
She was new to it
Knew I stayed true to it
Gots to get mines
Gots to keep this pimpn pushin
For the slab 
On the ave
Breaking necks got me lookin
Like a Yung Henry hill 
But I'll Pistol whip ya
While I'm jookin  
A pocket fulla powder
Is a pocket fulla scrilla
if That bitch act spicy
that pussy sweeter than vanilla 
I can fuck ya and leave ya
Or give ya game ya really needin

OR I CAN LEAVE YA FIENIN

Funk

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