Frauds (fuck Djyoungkash ian paying u fa shit)

lyrics : 
I got guap yeh nigga I get guap
fucked yo bitch yea yo bitch she gave me top
yo bitch on my line yeah that bih she trynna fuck
he was speaking on my gang til I spilled blood up in that lot
yo bitch talk alot
I got fucking money yea my niggas countin guap
you niggas be lookin funny pockets empty wit no knots
you niggas be lookin funny spend your whole bag on a watch
I just broke dat lil bitch back now im on my way to cop a g-lock
you mfs knocks
you mfs frauds
my brothers be countin all that money until it falls
how you say you love me when you do not give a call
ive been thinking abt u lately idk whats goin on
ian care abt no sex or going deep up in ur thongs
i only care about your inside baby your my one and all
baby girl I love you bad dont fw nunna these fags
girl you make everything so hard you throwing obsticles
how you hating on the game well that aint fkn cool
i got niggas in the streets n they would shoot at u
and I got niggas in the street and they would shoot at dude
well nigga guess u aint that dude
ill pull up on ur block and ill shoot at u
got a couple niggas frontline yea they would do that too
ian smoking out ur swisher that shit fuckin boof
fucked yo bitch yea yo bitch she gave me top
yo bitch on my line yeah that bih she trynna fuck
he was speaking on my gang til I spilled blood up in that lot
yo bitch talk alot
I got fucking money yea my niggas countin guap
you niggas be lookin funny pockets empty wit no knots
you niggas be lookin funny spend your whole bag on a watch

Frauds (Stoopidxool + Djyoungkash)

i havent learned a damn thing

I CANT CRYING

C2D - I Wanna Hear It

I Wanna Hear It

Everlong (Prod. nandi)

went2cali (molly)

Awol

Bad Mood

Shwatygrind

https://soundcloud.com/27hundred/better-left-alone-chopped-slowed-by-27hundred

Summrs! -  Hear Me Out (27Hundred ReMix)

Gstar, it's all on my jeans
H8tr, you talking about me
Loser, like b.y.e.
Loser, get away from me
I don't want no hate, nigga begone
Can't fuck with squares, we dont get along
I'm dressin and dressin
Like my pose, you like how i'm steppin
Pockets sag like i keep a weapon
But boy nah, I don't keep a weapon
Hell nah, like who is you
Fuck off, i don't know you
I hear my name, it's all in your mouth
Don't say my name, don't wear it out
This ain't a game, don't play it out
I'm really tired of you niggas hating
Talking shit, but don't get paid
Im sippin mud, like its koolaid
BB Simons, its holding my waist
Sex appeal, you don't know my taste
Poppin percs, those percs hit my brain
Go get a job, nigga quit the hating
I smoke on that dope, it get rid of the pain
I walk with that gas, like boy that shit stank
Talking bout weed but you don't know your strains
High as fuck, i'm getting chest pains
I walk in the street with my fashion
They like boy, what the fuck you got on
Ha Ha, i said that before
But I bet you niggas don't know
I'm taking all your hoes
I know that's why you so mad
I walk around town like I am the man
Shoutout coni, like he is the man.

C2D - h8tr (prod. cody luv)

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h8tr (prod. codyluv)

PACK WATCH ~ prod. keyblade

Awol

C2D

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