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Intro (Wheels of Fortune)

Street Sermon

LYRICS : 

Got my goons ahead,
Eating from ma  bass,
Few racks from ma bed,
Ahh bitch gotta split that bread.

Beat wet makes ur bitch sweat,
Swift Lou when I finger these frets

Eating from my bass,
Got my goons ahead,
Pop bitch gives me head
Drooling on ma bed

Eating from ma bass,
Fake bitches,
Spread salt on ur face
How that yayo taste,
Fake bitches,
In it for the chase 


20 credits u can’t do shit tho , 
Computer, spliff and a sweet hoe,
Press a few buttons buy a neat home,
Spread a few cheecks get that dick known


Eating from my bass,
Got my goons ahead,
Pop bitch gives me head
Drooling on ma bed

Eating from ma bass,
Fake bitches,
Spread salt on ur face
How that yayo taste,
Fake bitches,
In it for the chase 

YWAYWAYWAYWA

EAT MA BASS (demo) YWA

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

5. DOM - Chronic Bud

S.I.C In Tha Mix (Prod.TyrisWhite)

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DOOMSHOP RECORDS

DOM x STONEDOGG - MONEY BY THE TON

LYRICS:

All I wanna do smoke
If you fucking with my money
I'm about ta let ya know
Got damn why you lieing why you speaking faules hope
Bitch a playa beaming hard on da move
Gotsta go 
Hell ya I'm in my chevy for slab In diss hoe
West coast PRESIDENT Khaos pimp on diss doe
Hit the fucking courier store
Guns and butter baby
mediate
underneath the moon
Y'all hurting so hard I can see it thru you fool
Got the glock
Come thru
put a diamond on ya tooth 
Crystals all around  different realms in  the both
WATCH playa  move
Lay back burning two 
 this real  we the proff
Y'all got me fucked up
If y'all don't understand it fool
Switchin the pain
Heart blunted so hollow
But can't see it in my face
SIC till the day
But I won't ever see the grave 
Hoe 


they hiding knowledge from this planet
never seem to quench my thirst
till I'm cold
in my casket
soul trapped upon this earth

west coast
cure the cosmos
thru the static 
they cant stand it 

sold they soul
to live lavish
money magic 
gots to go

write a spell
watch it manifest
guided by the stones

trynna tell me what i need
ill show you where you needa get ghost

think ya ridin with a playa
watch her cry herself home

always comin w my own 
so i deserve them 100 spokes

i deserve to count my scrilla
hittin switches till i go

for the slab in this hoe
Khaos told ya once before

yellow stripe on ya vogues
same color as my how

aint ya friend
aint ya foe
bitch ill sip it all 4 moe 

its for the slab bieutch

DOM's Album

MF KHAOS & DOM - 1:11 (PROD. TYRIS WHITE)

DOM-TILL I GO CASSETTE RIP (PROD. TYRIS WHITE)

RIP DJ SCREW
RIP SUN RA
RIP JIM LAHEY

LYRICS:

baby no matter the time
i said no matter the weather

i be slidin in the slab
smokin big
countin mozzarella 

i just wan fuck my bitch
till my dick
turn to leather

in my mind 
1999
betta go grab ya umbrella

raining game
state to state
cold cuts
mortadella

sell that pussy round the globe
payroll
go gettas

trynna tame 
when she aint faithful

boi ya better off taming sum chedda

boi ya better off chasin ya tale
ya gots to keep yaself together


111 dreams
thats 111 digits

111 different ways
to try n get in 
where i fit in

glisten
rain or shine
BIEUTCH a playa gots to get it

TRIPLE DIGITS (PROD.TYRISWHITE)

DOMSTA