LYRICS

Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring

Niggas ain't really on field they on the sideline
Can't even play
Don't give no fuck how they feel
Come in this bitch I'm having my way
Walk down, run down I'm on a drill
Big Glock leave that lil boy on the pave
Heard that lil nigga got heart
Don't care if he smart get put in a grave
I'm tryna ride round Cullinan tinted
Can't see me but they see that I'm winning
I ain't goin back and forth lil bitch not tennis
I ain't stressing a hoe I'ma mind my business
Watch how they act when you leave em' alone
They gone act like they need you
Bitch I might crack can't feed you
Think with your dick backdoor what it lead to
Bitch I been talking to God
And he just put me in a brand new bag
Still take a top leave em' talking to God
Me and gang finna get on they ass
I set him up with a thot
He get shot if he don't give it up
Better give it up fast
I got the same bitch breaking down niggas next week
Got love for that cash

Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring
Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring

FAIRY!

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LYRICS:
Back in this bitch, glock kick like Chun
Fuck nigga play, broad day get him done
Leave him dead in the street with his face to the sun
No fucks what they think, ain't don't what I done
Bippin outside with a spark and a gun
Nigga slide my block, get parked for the fun
Them niggaz dying and shit for the hell of it
Don't got no bitches but still get fucked

Glock in the pit, know it still get tucked
Thinking he touching my chain, get touched
I ain't whipping no nigga, I'm letting it buck
Stand over niggaz I'm throwing up Cuz
Die bout respect, I don't care about a buzz
You ain't my brother just because we share blood
I was beefing my own and it was, what it was
Ain't give no fuck just another to dub
Switch on the glizzy, I'm hoping it works
Talk on my name you get took off the earth
Turning my back on the people I love
Because they ain't love me, and I'm putting me first
Niggaz wanna be on your side when you finally winning
Where the fuck was y'all at, at my worst?
Niggaz outside and they finally spinning
Been like five years put three in a hearse
Niggaz gone show they ain't built like that
I'll spit on a opp, if a opp talk back
Big Glock hit at a fuck nigga chest
Bet his chest cave in, turn a fuck nigga pack
Been getting bread I don't care about a plaque
I ain't even think I would live this long
That nigga thinking this rapping and shit
Just rapping and shit Ima get him gone

Back in this bitch, glock kick like Chun
Fuck nigga play, broad day get him done
Leave him dead in the street with his face to the sun
No fucks what they think, ain't don't what I done
Bippin outside with a spark and a gun
Nigga slide my block, get parked for the fun
Them niggaz dying and shit for the hell of it
Don't got no bitches but still get fucked
Back in this bitch, glock kick like Chun
Fuck nigga play, broad day get him done
Leave him dead in the street with his face to the sun
No fucks what they think, ain't don't what I done
Bippin outside with a spark and a gun
Nigga slide my block, get parked for the fun
Them niggaz dying and shit for the hell of it
Don't got no bitches but still get fucked

CHUN

Walk 2 (Prod. dmntxo)

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Chun

Moonlight Remix

Ozai

Fuckin Up

Deathwish

No Semi (Intro)

[PROD. LEZTER]

Official Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrHoMGE_j6w

Dark Tide EP

Buy on iTunes

SLAVE

Lyrics:

I just hit a stain
bullets to yo brain
nigga fuck you think, know im rollin wit my gang
they on the same thing
shoot it if you hate
fuck what you talkin bout, you niggas aint a thing
know i keep a thing
tucked up in my waist
if it aint on waist then you know i spray the k
bodies gone decay
leave yo momma laid
betcho bitch gone lay
betcho betcho bitch gone lay
fuckin on that bitch and i hit another stain
hand up in her purse after that i gotta lay up
know these niggas hate behind my back 
but lie to face ya
i know he a lame so i treat him like a stain ya
ganged up
tell that bitch to hate us wait up 
we just ran a train 
now that bitch is trained 
she go home to you
she gone take your jewels
come right back to us then we cashin out on shoes
rackin up on drugs
rackin up on guns
do this shit for fun
know you bound to run
yo girl down to cum
she gone come around
i been all around downtown servin pounds
got the loud right now
and you not making no sound
yeah you quiet as yo pack
tell that boy pipe down
bring them pints out
bring the pipe out
knock a nigga lights out (x2)

CEREMONY

WIT A STICC

7017 CYPHER W/ LSG PRADA

LIMBO

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMbvbvs93Ps

STACY KRABS (PROD. HAVIK)

FIRST

OPP TALK

21 NO FRIENDS

prod. bobby johnson
Lyrics: 

niggas be talking i don't understand em
treat em like hoes they get shot where they standing
hot shit go all in his skin like im branding
got bullets i throw em like i'm stacy manning
don't need no one wit me cuz i'll do da damage 
opps kill yo mans it got you screaming dammit
free all my niggas thats locked in the slammer
we juggin and robbin and bussin and scamming
you shuckin and jiving and move to the standards
you ducking what's flying up out of the hammer
ill buss it in public young nigga ill mannered
and fuck every witness i'll shoot at yo camera
i'm facing gas
you smoking shit that's gone give you a headache
so dont try to pass
i'm on yo ass i got some hittas in LA
they pull up they buss wit no mask
still got a bag 
niggas gone talk like they relate 
but i know these niggas just act
i'm built to last these niggas folding they two faced 
they hear a shot they on the dash
been shootin back 
not wit the runnin no delay 
that 9 on my hip finna spaz
never gone lack not for no nigga or bitch 
ain't no leeway i'm giving out tags

i'm filled wit malice no alice
no wonder 
i can't get balance no slack and no comfort 
i be dat one nigga who these boys come for 
and i pull the gun niggas running like thumper
i kept it hot for these niggas like summer
i kept it real with these bitches and plundered
that's why a young nigga constantly wanting what money can get em cuz people ain't nothing

if you not crow shut the fuck up
we the ones that leave you fucked up
you say yo bitch actin stuck up
really she found out my bucks up
now that lil slut comin thru i get sucked up
he mad as fuck but i know he won't buck up
pistol hold 50 rounds boy that's a dump truck
he tryna run what i'm whipping got no clutch 
he tried to run so i shoot doin donuts
nah you ain't getting away you got no luck
get in my way take yo soul i show no love
see in my face ain't no games i am so done
playing these games with these niggas like hoes um
i might jus say fuck the music and blow sum
if they still standin i hit em they so dumb
i raise the pole like the top of the totem 

i'm filled wit malice no alice
no wonder 
i can't get balance no slack and no comfort 
i be dat one nigga who these boys come for 
and i pull the gun niggas running like thumper
i kept it hot for these niggas like summer
i kept it real with these bitches and plundered
that's why a young nigga constantly wanting what money can get em cuz people ain't nothing

MALICE IN WONDERLAND

GLOCK IN THE MOSH PIT

Mixed and mastered by Dewzy
Produced fully by Zane

MARKSMAN

PRODUCED BY BOBBY JOHNSON

ride wit da mac up 
spinnin his block
spinning his back up
niggas is bitches out here tryna Act Up
come to my block actin funny get clapped up
only hit drill on the camera u acting
who the fuck is you foolin you not what you rappin
fuck all dat rappin im finna wrap em
fuck all dat cappin i make it happen
glick on the gram now the feds tryna touch me
i ain't no faggot can't let the boys fuck me
no and i can't let no fuck nigga up me
let em run up to the glock i'm untuckin
scam all these bands so these niggas don't trust me
pull up to the show bet they bitches gone love me
buss on her back and buss caps in her hubby
if he make it back to the crib then he lucky
these just niggas just mad cuz they broke and they bummy
they bitches just mad cuz i came on her stummy 
she wanted to taste it that bitch ain't yo woman
still kissin dat bitch in the mouth cuz you love her
i swear on my momma these niggas disgustin
i swear all my young niggas hot as a oven 
we did not come on this mission for nothin
alla my young niggas leavin wit somethin
ride wit da mac up
spinnin his block
spinning his back up
niggas is bitches out here tryna Act Up
come to my block actin funny get clapped up
only hit drill on the camera u acting
who the fuck is you foolin you not what you rappin
fuck all dat rappin im finna wrap em
fuck all dat cappin i make it happen
ride wit da mac up 
spinnin his block
spinning his back up
niggas is bitches out here tryna Act Up
come to my block actin funny get clapped up
only hit drill on the camera u acting
who the fuck is you foolin you not what you rappin
fuck all dat rappin im finna wrap em
fuck all dat cappin i make it happen

SPIN

cover art by Stacy

produced by Bobby Johnson

Mixed by Dewzy

DOUBLE BACC

PROD. START! 

LYRICS

HOW THE FUCC YOU GOT A GLOCC BUT YOU DUCCIN N SHIT
FUCC ALLAT SHIT BOY IM BUSSIN DIS BITCH
YO BITCH TRYNA SLIDE METRO BUSSIN DAT BITCH
WHEN SHE GET TO DA CRIB BET I BUSS INNAT BITCH
STUPID LIL HOE JUST GOT NUT ON MY FIT
GET THE FUCC OUT MY CRIB FO A NIGGA HAVE A FIT
GOT A NEW BAD BITCH IN HERE GRABBIN ON MY DICC
SHE BEEN LISTENIN FOR YEARS SAY SHE LOVE ALL MY SHIT
FUCC A OLD HEAD I AINT FALLIN FOR DA SHIT
YOU AINT EVEN GOT A BAG SO HOW THE FUCC YOU MAKIN SENSE/CENTS
GLOCC SO DAMN BIG MAKE HIM WISH HE AINT EXIST
COCC SO DAMN BIG GET IN PUSSY MAKE IT RIP
700 FOR DA SHOES JUS BECAUSE A NIGGA CAN
AND THESE AINT NO CHRISTIAN LOUZ 
THEY LIL PRADAZ LIKE MY MANZ
YOU AINT GOT NO MONEY MOVES KNOW U BEEFIN WIT DA BANDZ
I AINT NEVA GETTIN JAMMED I GOT TOO MANY HAMZ
I AINT NEVA USIN HANDS AGAIN GOT TOO MANY BLAMZ
I AINT NEVA RUNNIN OUT I GOT TOO  MANY SCAMZ
TWO NIGGAZ TRY TO RUN UP HE GET SHOT WIT HIS MANZ
ONLY HAD A THOUSAND ON ME NIGGAZ DIED FOR A GRAND
SHOULDA STUCC TO DA PLAN
NOW YO BLOOD ON MY HANDZ
AND YO GANG GET DA SAME IF THEY WANT THEY REVENGE
THOUGHT I CAME ALONE I POP OUT WIT MY KIN
FUCCIN WIT ME YOU GON MEET YO DAMN END
GLOCC HIT HIS TOP HE GET SHOT IN HIS CHIN
I AINT TALKIN OUT NOTHIN I AINT CHOPPIN UP SHIT
SHOULDA THOUGHT FIRST ION GIVE A FUCC BOUT NO KIDZ
LIKE CLOCCWORK MINUTE MEN IN N OUT YO CRIB
FUCCIN ON YO SHAWTY GOT ME IN N OUT YO WHIP
AND I JUS HIT MY DANCE WHILE SHE SUCCIN ON DICC
AND LIL MAMA A FREAK SHE TRY ALL THE NEW SHIT
HOW THE FUCC YOU JUS DIE AND SHE SENDIN ME PICS

KILL STACY

BIG BAD WOLF

baby wanna fuck i aint stressin her
put it right back in her throat i aint testin her
beat up the pack like a mf wrestler
too many niggas i turn to glocc lesnar
baby real freaky she let me arrest her
beat on that pussy and let that bitch rest up
bitch im a felon  i still got that tec tucked
blue hollowtips and they go thru yo tank top
i cant even skrt off yo block til that thing stop
niggas lvoe claiming sum shit they know they not
and i been in the field so im feeling like a rod
really just waitin for the rap shit to pay off
cuz jus hit me lick that'll pay off
when the plug come out wit  the pack we gone take off
dont need no bad or no bougie bitch take off
i be that one nigga these bitches wait on
you be that one nigga pull up get k'd on
dont got the kay its okay still get sprayed on
me and my brothers get ignant lil nigga
so watch where you walk for u end up like trayvon
gang killin niggas like they follow adolf
we prolly gave you that plate that you ate off
just made a play with them packs and got 8 off
glock in his face pull that bitch it got ate off
pull off straight wit the pack that i just served
pull back up wit the work like im big worm
put two in his whip wait and watch how the whip turn
straight to the wall then i watch the shit burn
straight to the mall went and bought me sum prada
i fuck up the cash get it back wit no problem
im the type nigga that body a nigga go to that boy candlelight
sleep with no bother
these niggas bitches put blame on they fathers
writing they statement in court like they authors
you cannot be me lil nigga jus stop
why the fuck you on dick nigga?
please get off
why the fuck you act hard gang know you the softest
stop all that cappin gang know where yo loft is
me and my niggas take dubs no losses
you pay the price and yo life what its costin
i flip a nigga like koston
go wit his mama to pick out his coffin
smokin on him me and his bitch coughin
aint nun new do da shit too often
baby wanna fuck i aint stressin her
put it right back in her throat i aint testin her
beat up the pack like a mf wrestler
too many niggas i turn to glocc lesnar
baby real freaky she let me arrest her
beat on that pussy and let that bitch rest up
bitch im a felon  i still got that tec tucked
blue hollowtips and they go thru yo tank top
i cant even skrt off yo block til that thing stop
niggas lvoe claiming sum shit they know they not
and i been in the field so im feeling like a rod
really just waitin for the rap shit to pay off

GLOCC LESNAR

LYRICS:

niggas out here talkin like they runnin shit
niggas out here switchin over pussy dont even want the bitch
hollowtips get inside his fit bounce around n shit
better bounce around before my niggas find ya house n shit
aye big chops let off big shots got a 50
type to bust a nigga n still take his shoes if they dont fit me
damn 
niggas out here fakin like they witcha
let the flash hit ya face this a glock not a picture
sending shots like a missile
my lil cuz not gone miss you
and lil baby throw ass 
throw it back on my pistol
talking bad we come get you
want a racc aint no issue
took yo life now yo mans want a war we took his too
ask the lil bitch what the fuck she look sad for
she said ever since you got the cash flow you been a asshole
on the xan mad slow
out here buying mad clothes
know you get it back but lately fuckin up yo bag tho
bitch i aint worried bout it
and this aint even yo bag so why you worried bout it
stupid bitch shut ya mouth dont want a word out it
and anything you gotta say i dont care bout it
why? cuz im still doin me hoe
niggas is bitches im beatin bitches like O Cinco
big glock 50 under that the boy faneto
spent a check up on that pussy get him gone like this was peacoat
shots goin all up in his linens like the beatles
everybody gotta die but how he died couldnt be me tho
fuckin wit lil baby cuz i know she like to do dick
claimin that you hit her nigga she dont know who you is
love the way she living i cant tell that bitch to do shit
she might get a new fit
say she want a new whip
fuck she finna stay wit you for and you cant do shit
i get that bread off the scammin trappin n the boostin
fuck ones only throwin up 20s 50s and them blue strips
take racks to the mall spend that bitch up in gucci
skate back or you fall 20 shots from this uzi
spray that get em gone leave a opp nigga oozin

GET IT BACK

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