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LYRICS
hunting fishing picking up trash deliveries and tow
watsting all my money at tha casino
robbin houses, runnin pills, robbin banks, doing blow
these are why i love los santos

running from the cops down alta street
then we hit the drift getaway complete
gonna @ the cops with a tweet from the backseat
10 minutes later im cuffed in their backseat

weazel news filmed the whole damn thing
cameras rolling right outside the bank
the cops bring me down to pillbox
medical treatment always top notch

at bollingbrook DOC will hassle me
make me change my clothes and probe my cavities
then the lifers will beat the shit right outta me
finally i get out and I call up on a taxi

so many are involved wit dis lick
los santos interconnected as shit
so many roles its hard to compute
to all of you mothafuckas I salute

hunting fishing picking up trash deliveries and tow
watsting all my money at tha casino
robbin houses, runnin pills, robbin banks, doing blow
these are why i love los santos

live fast die never
los santos is the real city of sin
bitch i am just tryna fit in
unlike you i dont have an endless supply of new friends
its hard for a nobody like me
hitting all the brick walls constantly
still trying to find my place
stonks on their way to outerspace

hunting fishing picking up trash deliveries and tow
watsting all my money at tha casino
robbin houses, runnin pills, robbin banks, doing blow
these are why i love los santos

Love Los Santos

Lil Ese - Dog Hours (Feat. Paff & Trizzy)

The What's Goodie Remix ft. Valentine Dalla


Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean

You ready? I dont think they ready for us Val.
Ondamic Records.. RRRRRRRR, What's Goodie.

Jenny Ondamic, I'm not fresh to the game, 
I stay stacking all my paper on my rise up to fame.
It's a shame you failed in life, you the only one
to blame, bitch's see me in the lights, they already know my name.

I'm a ravage, a savage the crowns been claimed.
A Brooklyn bitch with bars, perfect picture in the frame.
Stay bodying bitch's burned to Jenny's flame, steppin'
on they throats, foot ladders to the game, RAAAAAAH.

You think the bars were done? but we've only just begun.
Jenny and Valentine, you know we are not the ones.
Fuck with us and your ass will be on the run, blasting bitch's
left and right without a gun.

My name stuck in bitch's mouth like gum they wanna chew,
vaccinating bitch's flow sick, you gon' catch the flu.
When bitch's say my name, Jenny make a mil or two,
I smell some new careers, I might have to kill a few.

(Valentine Dalla)
What's goodie bitch, I am the baddest bitch,
wearing louis vuitton while your dick sittin' one inch.
Tits stay perky, imma give a little twerky,
riding in my sultan aris, shifting on you bald dummies,
Fucking Uglies.
Face and body top tier, lips looking injected.
Ass so fat so smooth its 3D affected,
kitty tight daddy said, can I get it again.
I told him you gotta wait, lemme deepthroat again.

Bitch's be copy cats, I be so similar,
I'm a trend setter, im the best exhibitor.
Cookie so good now hes a prisoner, 
these guys so soft, call them conditioner.
Boxing the ass maybe like elastic,
I been fucking so much, music became orgasmic.
Spank spank spank let me get them bruises,
Seven, six, sex, he cant compute it.
Bang, Bang, Bang, shots at pillbox,
Blood everywhere, rename make heelbox,
Envy so friends, we got the semi
me and Jenny we ready setty.
Take off if the whole city call us losers,
but we get more exposure than you users.
Never the same, not the regular degular,
highest the level, I'm my own competitor.

What's Goodie Remix ft. Valentine Dalla

MBCSMD

Sheldons love song that will tug at your heart strings. Check me out live on Facebook!! Fb.gg/mickdainfamous

Sheldon Jones - Don't Forget Me

K I T T Y vocals and melody by Sana, please check her out here: https://soundcloud.com/sanauchiha 

Produced by Pentium, inspired by Ariana Grandé and MPM

Photo by Henda Watani from Pexels

RP BANGERS (Compilation)

Spotify

K I T T Y (ft. Sana)

Twitch Stream: https://www.twitch.tv/syraphic​
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Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6Dm-GJfNhhtA-UMBVEA40Q

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Sunsets over the horizon,
The day’s come to an end
Another lonely night, alone inside my bed
Got all these thoughts racing quickly
Can’t seem to get them out my head
How do I tell you I don’t wanna be just friends?

Mirror, mirror, tell me what you see
Cause if im not with you then all there is is just a ghost of me

5 in the morning and i’m feeling summer blues
I wonder what is you got that makes me stuck up over you
can’t stand the thought of thinking if you’re with somebody new
so under your discretion, your direction, i’ll do what you do
oh, summer blues

Heart on my sleeve, and I wear it just for you
I don’t care if you break it, baby, because I expect you to
There is no rationale or thinking when you show up in my mind
I guess that’s why they say that all love is blind 

5 in the morning and i’m feeling summer blues
I wonder what is you got that makes me stuck up over you
can’t stand the thought of thinking if you’re with somebody new
so under your discretion, your direction, i’ll do what you do
oh, summer blues

syra - summer blues.

Boozin - Dick Chiclets Ft. Mick Flair

Here is a song I wrote for Misty Mocha. 

I often think about why i am here 
And who i am meant to be 
All i know is that i want to leave a light 
And a mark for everyone to see
That they are loved
To reach your dreams
To spread some light 
No matter where you will be 

Im gonna reach up, climb up wont stop 
And when they tell me im not enough
Im gonna keep up, wont stop, reach up 
I will keep fighting for all my life 

And even when its tough and gets hard 
I will reach out to the ones that i love 
Keeping going till i reach the top 
And i can finally say, i made my mark on this world 







I know the people in my life are hurting just as much as me 
I want them all to knoe that where ill go im sooo happy 
I was loved 
I am free
So spread some light 
In the place of me 

Im gonna reach up, climb up wont stop 
And when they tell me im not enough
Im gonna keep up, wont stop, reach up 
I will keep fighting for all my life 

And even when its tough and gets hard 
I will reach out to the ones that i love 
Keeping going untill i reach the top 
And i can finally say, I made my mark on this world 

An angel gained her wings 
Going to a place pain free
And we will remember her forever more 
Forever rest in love 

Im gonna reach up, climb up wont stop 
And when they tell me im not enough
Im gonna keep up, wont stop, reach up 
I will keep fighting for all my life 

And even when its tough and gets hard 
I will reach out to the ones that i love 
Keeping going till i reach the top 
And i can finally say, I made my mark on this world oooo

And even when its tough and gets hard 
I will reach out to the ones that i love 
Keeping going till i reach the top 
And i can finally say, I made my mark on this world

My mark on this world(Prod. KMKZ)

Clockin' In

Don't mess with the Burger Shot Gang Gang. Trust me, that's not the grill you want smoke from.

LYRICS:
Shooters at the burger shot
Popping while they on the clock
Leaving dead bodies in their wake
Like you're Mike Block
They don't stop
They'll shove your face in the grease
And add the cheese and now you're thousands of degrees hot
Giving new meaning to that thing they call a murder meal
Stop your heart and bleed you with torpedoes before they off the grill
And you know it's real
They don't need a manager to handle ya
They call up buck and have him brandish steel
What you thinking messing with the burger shot
The led will block your vessels make you drop like a blood clot
Heart attack will stop your hurting pull your strings behind the curtains
Stuff your head in shelly's mask and make this thing weekend and bernies

Clap one time for the burger shot gang gang
Clap two times for the burger shot gang gang
Clap three times for the burger shot gang gang
Chop you top to bottom leave your spinal cord hanging

We expected you to come back for seconds
When we assessed the wreckage
Masochistic fetish got you headed
To your death for breakfast
Burger Shot sits at the top
Your efforts are just an insurrection
Go make peace with your aunties uncles niece and priest at confession
We're dressing you down have you dripping like the fingle sauce
This jingle leaving you thinking to reconsider your intermingle
It only takes a single cause to put you through the ringer
Parking lot arena shooters camouflage like john cena

Clap one time for the burger shot gang gang
Clap two times for the burger shot gang gang
Clap three times for the burger shot gang gang

(Mike Block Gets Shot lol)

Buger Shot Gang Gang

The first official debut single for Jenny Ondamic from Creampie Creations on Nopixel 3.0
Edited and mastered by: twitter.com/Dualiity_music​ and  https://soundcloud.com/sinjonmusic
Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean

Lyrics:

Out of breathe puff yo chest
got that braclet on your ankle
word to house arrest.

got the bitches round me all fuckin pressed
stay watchin my pockets while im livin blessed

copped that solid gold gucci crest
while i stay strapped with that black louie dress
these bitches tryna face the queen what a mess
you should hire better ghost writers and lay off the meth..rrrrr

try to match my pace, you need to rest
out of breathe,
lyrical massacre, reap you like im death
red bottom heels stay runnin from the press
out of breathe
this the school of life
and you failed all the tests

im a killer in the game
my bars stay spittin mutha fuckin flames
i got the brains the pen and sex appeal
a mother fuckin murder meal in high heels

got these boys horny like a unicorn
because our bodies got it going on
a freak it the sheets man you cant even tame her
if you cant keep up, reach for that inhaler

runnin the bodies
from some nobodies
ima ghost you
cant find me
so come run up on me
shooters in the camp
they standin behind me
red just like my hair
im leaving em bloody
5-0 run in flooding
 pretty  gangster
drop in gunning
got these rappers running
Im a real bitch there aint no fronting

Your time on the charts is runnin out, tik tok
broke on the street beggin for food, kick  rocks
we'll see you on your knees next week begging please,
glory to the mother fucking cock

try to match my pace, you need to rest
out of breathe,
lyrical massacre, reap you like im death
red bottom heels stay runnin from the press
out of breathe
this the school of life
and you failed all the tests

goin dummy off the brain while you playin
my beats going mental
in the game of rap your pencil but im the stencil

Iaint befriendin  with ya i aint give you no votes
the only time you get fans is when they shooting down yo throat

you couldnt be the queen even if your willing to
because this crown is stuck to my scalp like gorilla glue

J e double n y
sur name stay on da mic
remember my name
because its about to be in the lights

Out Of Breath - NoPixel 3.0

Jackson Creed - "Roll On"

Made this silly thing for Kiwo and her character Jackie :D. Pretty rough mix, please don't mind :P

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