Hell Has Frozen Over

Poppa

Shine in Peace (Prod. Acculbed)

Fukkit & Deergod - Gone Hunting

Fukkit & Deergod - Poof!

Fukkit & Deergod - Damaged Goods

Fukkit & Deergod - Countdown

SAPPHIRE GOLD+

SAPPHIRE GOLD

Lyrics:
Rip open the back door 

Flick off a lil whack hoe

I cant show my face 



Already look like im dead 



Partnas getting stacks tho 

I cant lose my faith bro 



Feels like im just outside my body and lookin in



Losing all of my mental just to feed up all of my kinfolk cant straight im feeling real sinful 

Burn this rubber off that import you a fed lookin for more info what i said isnt no insult 

Why all these rappers just saying the same things and letting it get to they muhfuckin head? He -head -head 





Swerving thru yo lane shawty

You aint getting paid shawty 

Why tf u making all them songs and boasting mid 



I know yous a lame shawty 

You aint hit no stain shawty 

How tf you aint got no gun

 ikno yous a bitch 









Bum pullin up with them bands mane

Glock 40 covered in red stains 

Kick on the choppa like sensei 

Rotten and bummy since 98



Why they need a coolin kit when they dont use that heat bro 

Playing w that fye that boy end up w a heat stroke




I can’t take none of you serious
Heavy flow of cash
compare it to a period
They been piling trash
I dig a new grave
when I hear this shit
took a second to go this fast
lemme see what gear it’s in
It should say it on the dash

top five at least
1st spot in top three
That wrist watch
can’t clock me
You bitches ain’t gon stop me
Ankle deep inside that water
When I Drop heat
It’s like I’m hovering
over my body
I can see all that
Gotta get on it
Yea
I been near
Extinction
What they thinkin
Im still crawling yea,
Know my future creepin
Sunrise peakin
Wanna be ballin
Yea

Save me from myself
I’m overwhelmed
You never felt what I felt
Im livin hell
Fuck whatever cards were dealt,
Just be yourself
If it’s chronic that I smelt
It’s top shelf
You Closed minded
livin im the Bible Belt
Don’t be judging when ya face
start to muthafuckin melt
Start to muthafuckin

KEEP IT ON MY SIDE - bumboi w GREYKILLAKILLA (prod. bumboi)

Lyrics:

bumboi:
Down from the south to the north we some playas

Down down from the south to the north we some playas



Call up yung chop he might pop 
he gon spray sum 
Let that boy talk he a mop 
He might say sum 
Only time she call when she want 
me to lay some
Straight from the south to tha north we gon
Bake em 

Brodie said he want all the muhfuckin smoke yea 

Why he talkin sick better go n wipe his nose yea 

Say he got a cold we gon hang em like a coat
Then

Throw em in the sticks let him find his way home 
Yea


Uh 
he aint about it 
He be steady pillow talkin boy ikno he rattin
Grimey as them bugs that be stuck up in his mattress
Why he plottin on the bum boy u kno that gon end tragic

Aye yo money short just like it todo
Pull up to yo scene finna shoot it like a photo 

I aint never been the one to play tho
let the lemon squeeze
We gon fold em like some playdoh

Uh uh uh 
Uh uh uh uh uh 


T-Choppa:
 tell me why you looking neckless
Big chop pop mop hella reckless
Mofucker life I’m dip where the exit
If you wanna problem wit me den come press
the way you keep my dick up in yo mouth impressive 
anything thing we drop make the ops uneasy
Ima keep g gotta keep hair greezy
I’m hella fucking mad ayo bum pass bleezy 
Hot box shit like we kicking tip 
U don’t fucking we den you can suck a pp
I’m da beetle juice in cope moving creepy
Im horn dog mama best not tease me
Ima get these bands yeah my hands look cheesy
Pull up bow bow wow do a motherfucker greezy

BAGITARIUS - bumboi x t choppa (prod.bumboi)

Dreams & Asperations

DANGEROUS

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