Hazbin (Prodzuka)

Slump (me)

prod me

and-
and dese niggas be cappin
innernet niggas dese niggas be chattin
dont shoot shit nigga be yappin

im in da field nigga like madden
bit got a fat ass got a wagon
big ass drum turn det boy to past tense
me bein broke? i cannot imagine

me bein broke? i cannot fathom
switch onna glokk havin a spasm
he use to be up but we passed him
choppa gon buss had an orgasm (???)

nigga get flipped like a burger at BK
banana clip yea i feel like im DK
i catch a opp in da mf freeway
opp nigga talking but ik where he stay

he wanna talk onna phone
but real life he danny nigga that boy stay goin ghost
that boy acting like a hoe
we got his drop nigga ye my boy got his lo

pls do not send me yo beat
you still use the zay 808, you need to cease
pls do not send me yo beat
you still use the spinz 808, you need to cease

im in fl wit nami
i got paper oragami
she gimme brain im a zombie
keep the gen 5 on me

keep the gen 5 on me x4

making all my beats dese niggas taxxing
if a nigga talkin allat shit my choppa blastin
sneak dissin on ig my nigga drop da @ den
yea i feel like kraft cus yk i keep dat "mac"-10

gen 5 prod me

Lyrics

Like a furry, bitch my racks stay up in knots
We gon leave that fucker died, He fucked around like fuck you thought
Bitch thats a red beam on yo head we parked the trackhawk in yo lot
I heard these niggas pocket watching bitch ill show you what i got

100,000 on my fucking shades ik this cost alot
These niggas be so fucking broke he paid me back like i forgot
We hit his ass just for the jugg you try me bitch you getting shot
Just like a white bitch with some salt yk my glocky staying hot

You say you that but bitch you not 
We ran him down hes body rot
Bitch we never getting caught dressin all black like the swat
Bitch give me head or you get blocked

Bitch ima fucking dead beat
If it aint bout no bread then i wont talk 
Like wtf you fed me

We gon leave that fucker died, He fucked around like fuck you thought
Bitch thats a red beam on yo head we parked the trackhawk in yo lot
I heard these niggas pocket watching bitch ill show you what i got

Knots (me)

Lyrics

(Intro)

What You Mean?
What You Talking Bout?
Bitch We Riding Thru Yo Block And We Don’t Make A Sound
Yeah, Bitch I Do Hella Sons Make Yo Father Proud 
Yeah, Bitch I Feel Like Toradora Stomp A Nigga Out

(Hook)

What You Mean?
What You Talking Bout?
Bitch We Riding Thru Yo Block And We Don’t Make A Sound
Yeah, Bitch I Do Hella Sons Make Yo Father Proud 
Yeah, Bitch I Feel Like Toradora Stomp A Nigga Out

(Verse)
What You Talking Bout?
Pussy Nigga Want Me Died Well We Can Shoot It Out
By The Way He Looking For Us He Should Be A Scout
That Boy Said He Gonna Push Up But I Highly Doubt

(Hook)

What You Mean?
What You Talking Bout?
Bitch We Riding Thru Yo Block And We Don’t Make A Sound
Yeah, Bitch I Do Hella Sons Make Yo Father Proud 
Yeah, Bitch I Feel Like Toradora Stomp A Nigga Out

(Outro)

What You Mean?
What You Talking Bout?
Bitch We Riding Thru Yo Block And We Don’t Make A Sound
Yeah, Bitch I Do Hella Sons Make Yo Father Proud 
Yeah, Bitch I Feel Like Toradora Stomp A Nigga Out

Toradora (majinxo)

put em in a tomb (maalikxo)

(Lyrics)

(Nami)
Yeah 100 round snuff you out
This niggas steady talkin down, like pussy you best watch yo mouth
Like I don't got no problem with no money, fuck yall talkin bout
We walk around the mall 100 time look like we runnin routes

Like I just left your bitches house, we fucked she doing dishes now
Bitch I keep a gen 5 on my hip that's what we dishing out
These nigga really cloning all my shit but that I wont allow
Bitch we creeping all up in the night just like a fucking owl 

Hit you with that fucking ow, we wrap him up look like a towel
Bullets gonna hit him in hes belly in his fucking bowels
This niggas faking tuff they really scary he gon run a mile
If a nigga really testing us he gon run some trials

(Gloleak)
Me and Nami we gon run you down 
bitch we in that V with them Ks we gon gun you down
We got Ks and ARPs nigga we gon gun you down
Send that nigga straight to satan nigga we gon walk em down

Nigga try to run up on me nigga I say hell nah
She suck me up I had to take off my shoes
We jump out the cut with my trues
I got snipers posted on that roof

Routes w/gloleak (kapric)

peformed by brown
@brown4k on all socials
prod adean

cluckin bell prod adean

mix by me
lyrics: 

i snuck weed straight through tsa
kill yourself psa
draco hit like 808
cash come in like everyday
packs come in like everyday
all white like a fuckin saint
flip a key franklin saint

swing yo pistol in the air
swingin it like she dont care
bloodshot eyes look like a flare
emo how she love my flair
new fur coat made from bear
take him off put him on air
brand new zip gas in the air
brain fried electric chair

told my brudda put my money on my tombstone
pourin plus 4 up sippin shi up like its uno
drinkin till im drunk wake up in the sky like bruno
she ask me how high am i i told her who know

swing it like you dont care .tsaan x reddmillz

17! Ft. Kl0W

plaza prod me

♱_♱

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