nice, g , sounds like pure memphis in 1996-2000

Dead Hippie - From Da South (Prod. 187 RicKy)

On Da Scene

Realitee 1hg - On Da Scene (prod. YXNG HOGG)

LYRICS:
i got 87 problems and they all about myself
i can paint pefect picture of my life but i kant tell
tryin not to go to prison i just wanna stack my wealth
icemane undefeated in these streets you kan call this hell
iceland look sweet in the winter covered in sum snow
powder up your nose call my phone if ya fiending hoe
make it out a heaven mac11 just to get me home
always trained to blow i kant go nowhere without my pole
funk up in that trunk bass knocking as i ride the whip
picking up my potna on my way to go hit a lick
heard he got that yay ima need that before i split yo wig
no need to wear a mask kome n get it, you know where i live
want it back in blood kause im shiesty when i flick my wrist
kooking in the kitchen all night breaking down a brick
wrap it up and sell em whole trap house boomin by the store
liquor on my mind as im sipping on a 40 o
z got me seeing things thats ive never wanna see
rest in piece my dawgs wish ya saw when they krowned me king
I C E that man with a plan for us all to eat
kounting up my dividends now im looking oh so klean
playa fly bidnezz like the snizzoff that be hizzoff mane
klizzick on these bitches always tripping when you off the kain
watch me do my thang like a pimp ima sell this game
you kant get enough of me all these hoes know my name

i be in the kitchen water whipping while i spark a blunt
i been kooking rockk since a younging always slanging drugs
this is all i know kause my parents never taught me shit
homeless since a kid icemane finna flip a brick
trapping with two cell phones
motorola slanging kola all they want is that koke
serve you thru the burglar bars please kome alone
and if idk your name better take your azz home

we just got a pack break it down like its turkey day
we dont sell no grams only pounds so get out my face
playa slim got that lean po it up forget yesterday
xanax in my system with sum bitches that just wanna play
ive been in the mud doing drugs tryna ease the pain
every since i lost my brother i will never feel the same
money koming in and going out feel like the mailman
icemane be the type to beat yo ass if you tell man
never step foot inside my whip if you scared of jail
pistols i be packing bitch smackin hollow point shells
fail is not a word that i know all i hear is win
ive be doing me every summer pissing in the wind
fucking up the money you get smoked like brisket dawg
we be in the south fuck your klout this just bidnezz hoe
bitch im PLAYA MADE who is you? i dont talk to worms
icemane be so klean like sanitizer all i kill is germs
tell me whats the word what ya need and ill bring a bird
putting in the work in these street get yo azz murked
bitch you betta twerk when you fuck with me or my dawg
bring me in that money lil hoe this is for my squad

TRAPPIN' ON 2 CELL PHONES(PROD. GHOST TOWN)

Let That Steam Out Ya Collar

Make Believers

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LIVE FROM THE PITS

DRAGONMANE - EVIL THOUGHTS (PROD. DYLAN ROSS)

Single For the Album "Playa Kingz Of Da South" dropping this summer

Lyrics:
Tired of making money while still struggling but i can not quit
thinking to myself like is it worth it cause life be playing tricks
n homie im too old to go back in forth with yo ass so take this tip
keep on moving foward you little bitch before split yo wig
toting on that iron addicted to fire but i remain to be cold
icemane aint no liar when it come to riding boy i aint no joke
roll you up in a swisher get the picture you dont want no smoke
i-c-e a demon killer season with my calico
9 hit yo spine paralyzed you cant walk no more
fuck a prison cell cause im hell you hoes already know
if im getting caught i blasting my way out they gotta bust my skull
walking to the liquor store got keep my xd in my coat
223s busting all thru you knees and i walk over you and slice your throat
throw you ass in the river with all of the fishes and watch your body float
vatos be thinking i aint gunna catch em they talking they shit n they say they got anna
but really cant handle the strength of the streets im coming with heat
icemane let it blow

im da grand master 
never said i had the answers
cause you cancer 
im the young dirty bastard
necromancer
dancing with demons like yo pastor
kidnap you children dont even bother for a ransom 
handsome mofucka im your leader call me charles manson
their blood will be spilled in a field filled with corpses
like a drug sipping mud i-c-e the devil’s horsemen
so run please run away from me
feel the breeze you see the black vultures in the trees

Playa Kingz Of Da South

Sleep In Hell (Prod. Sir Sicko)

norf florida stank prod by dead hippie
from da south

DEAD HIPPIE- NORF FLORIDA STANK

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Realitee 1hg - On Da Scene (prod. YXNG HOGG)

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