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tana- 2 knoya (zuko + chef9thegod)

pissin

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Produced By: mrsir

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tana - HI-ROLLER FOREIGNER

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Produced By: khi, mrsir

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tana - 5OUTH5IDE

prod by southdrug
INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/sheluvdex?igsh=NWFid2c5eHA2aW1i&utm_source=qr

LYRICS:
(Intro)
Baby if you outside, I’ll be here for real
Cuz I don’t wanna be friends, I want something deeper
Nigga wanna try me, I turn to a demon
I come from the southeside, Im a fashion demon
I put on that fresh shit, I don’t shop at Neimans 

Verse 1 (dexelz):
My niggas bang for real
 (so niggas better not wanna come try)
Tote that glock it’s stainless steel
My niggas bang for real
Got money in the bank for real
I look like the bank for real - 
With all of this money im having you know ima show it
Talm bout that fye ima blow it
Fucking yo bitch ima do it
He claim he my opp, Ima shoot
Maison Margiela my shoe
Maison Margiela my swag -
Money so sick bitch it look like the flu
All of my bitches be bad -
Check out my side bitch you know I got 2

Got 2 hoes on my side for real
You play with my heart you die for real
I really don’t got no time for real
So you better not play with my love for real
Corn gon pop yo dome for real
Nick gon spin with that chrome for real
Bitch don’t call my phone, For real
Bitch don’t call my phone.

Bitch wont leave me alone
She say she cant leave me alone
This bitch keep pinging my phone
Lil bitch just found my lo
And she tryna come in through the back
But the backroom thats my zone
Cuz I own this shit, nobody can get in
Niggas be talm bout my swag but cant fit in

Verse 2 (Jace!):
Racks them bitches fit in
In a 2 seater, she wanna get in
I just went and blew a bag today -
 That boy try to do it to fit in
Im with the gang - double cup drank like wayne
I had to tell that bitch “No i aint cuffing you, you dont even feel my pain”
All of these niggas be done for real
2 tone twin glock man of steel
I just hopped in BMW, don’t do range
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna see my face
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna fuck on Jace - Okay
He say he gettin money but that shit not the case - Okay
Im the one thats pulling up with these hoes in the place - Okay

And im fucking on Nene
She keep on saying she need me
But I might pull up to kick it
But I’d rather fly out Meme
Some my niggas bang dat red and blue, Some of em BD
 I need my fans to believe in me (MEEEEE)
 
Outro (dexelz):
Poppin my shit, know im back for real
Boot up the switch hit his back for real
Niggas not fucking with me and my gang
Bitch im like Jace, I got 2 different names
Putting that pain on em
Bullets gon rain on em
Running this shit up, Usain on em
Putting that pain on (My niggas bang for real)

Shawty if you ask me, I don’t wanna lie
If you wanna try shit, with a different guy
I might gotta kill you, I don’t got the pride
I don’t got the time for real

fr feat Jace! (iayze)

wtf prod aria1k

song wars shit | PROJECT NEON* out now .!
album.link/projectneon

*IG: instagram.com/nikowudyear
*ALL MY MUSIC: artist.link/nikowoodyear
*MAXS TWITCH: twitch.tv/plaqueboymax

*LYRICS:
Everybody in my ear
I'm not tryna hear that shit
Yall gon' push me off the edge, yeah
(Welcome to Violet)
Everybody in my ear
I'm not tryna hear that shit
Yall gon' push me off the edge, yeah

I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real life
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real life
My whole body was glitching
I can't tell you what the fuck real or not
My whole body was itching, feinding for oxy
I be on pills a lot
Labels be calling my phone and you hating
Cause I'm 'bout to sign for a lot, yeah
Not just a mill, like 5
I want me a vette to go swerve off the lot, yeah

Could give a fuck 'bout the shit that they saying
Ion even hear when they talk, yeah
I told my brother to stick to the plan
We run up money like an auction, yeah
Bitch want a Birkin, I told her to land
She must be high up off the oxy
Yeah, these niggas don't geek up, yeah for real
They ain't never been thru withdrawals bitch
Speaking bullshit boy you lost me
Fuck that shit, I need a raw bitch
I need some VVS diamonds
I need the shit that is timeless, yeah
Like water my wrist, like water my bitch
I need me some shit that's flawless, yeah
Like 5 mill off of the signing, yeah
So high kick shit with the pilots, yeah

Yeah, don't even know ya
Yeah, can't go out like a hoe, swear to God mom raised a soldier
Yeah, not one of these lil niggas dawg, they should've told ya
Everybody wanna fake kick, nah, I can't condone it

I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real life
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real
I can't tell you what's real life
My whole body was glitching
I can't tell you what the fuck real or not
My whole body was itching, feinding for oxy
I be on pills a lot
Labels be calling my phone and you hating
Cause I'm 'bout to sign for a lot, yeah
Not just a mill, like 5
I want me a vette to go swerve off the lot, yeah

Lets go a lil higher
Lets go a lil higher
Lets go a lil higher
Lets go a lil higher

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REAL .! (Prod. Astro) [5$TAR Song Wars]

🧠🧠 . #PROJECTNEON out now .!
album.link/projectneon

*IG: instagram.com/nikowudyear
*ALL MY MUSIC: artist.link/nikowoodyear
*LYRICS:
(Welcome to Violet)
Racks for my baby, woah
Racks for my baby, woah
Racks for my baby
Woah, woah, yeah, woah, woah

Wake up in the morning I get to some new racks for my baby
Doing bad? Tell 'em bet
Let's go band for band
Tell that hoe back
Back, yeah, back, back (Yeah)
In the cut and we counting up stacks
And I just told that hoe to relax
Wanna push up? We sending shit back
Wanna link so I tell that hoe take time off
Why it gotta be so hard
‘Trying’ to me so hard
Tell that hoe "back"

I touch a quarter by noon huh
I been that nigga, you knew it, hey
You had a chance and you blew it huh
I just might dye my hair blonde huh
I might just cut off my- huh, huh
Lately want everything new huh
Crash out I tell 'em to cool out
You seeing red I see blue dawg
I might just call up my bae
I appreciate ya knees, come and spend time just a little
Girl you stuck in the crib come and live life just a little
Pretty girls wanna have fun, shawty vibe just a little
I'm knowing that I said a lot of shit, won't take it back

Jealous OD, we ain't into all that
Time flies by and you spent it all mad
Worried 'bout me, tell me what you call that
Say I'm "not that nigga" for once just be honest
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)

Wake up in the morning I get to some new racks for my baby
Doing bad? Tell 'em bet
Let's go band for band
Tell that hoe back
Back, yeah, back, back (Yeah)
In the cut and we counting up stacks
And I just told that hoe to relax
Wanna push up? We sending shit back
Wanna link so I tell that hoe take time off
Why it gotta be so hard
‘Trying’ to me so hard
Tell that hoe "back"

Yeah, move on
Take trips out the city to cool off
Saying that you miss me, it's too long
Yeah, baby it's cool now

NIKOWOODYEAR - BACK .! (Single)

NIKOWOODYEAR - BACK .!

BACK .! (Prod. Ray Offkey)

dis beat so krzy .
s/o camo & ok

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*ALL MY MUSIC:  https://artist.link/nikowoodyear

NIKOWOODYEAR - UP YO STANDARDS .!

UP YO STANDARDS .! (Prod. ok)

EN ROUTE* OTW
PROJECT NEON OUT NOW: https://album.link/nikowoodyear

*IG: https://instagram.com/nikowudyear
*ALL MY MUSIC: https://artist.link/nikowoodyear
*LYRICS:

(Welcome to Violet)
Yeah, yeah

Bad bitch, tell her come here, ok yea
30 Pointers in my ear, ok yea
VVS my neck on chill, ok yea
I'm on X bitch I can't feel, ok yea

Uh uh and I'm off 2
And I'm high as fuck, I can see what God doing
It's raining in the club like a monsoon
I miss you being here that's why I called you

Yeah, stacking this money up I doubled it times 2,  yea
Tryna run with my swag, ok who taught you, yea yea
Bitch I'm whipping this I8, fuck around buy you, hell yea
I can't do no broke shit, put me in bad moods, hell yea

Pull up super clean yea
Hoes in the back of my new limousine, yea
4 on the play, we don't' shoot 2's and 3's
Kick her off the roster, send that hoe overseas
Shawty lost, yea
I got rich fast
Gotta leave this bitch in the past
Pass the hoe like Steve Nash

Hit the block bitch I'm on your Ave
Stripper bih spend the night at magic
Quarter P, flip that hoe gymnastics
Always trippin', why this hoe dramatic
Yeah, 2 bad bitches outside, yea
Me and my nigga been geeked all week
It's a 5$TAR summer on God, yea
Red key I pull up swerving, my eyes tell you I'm fried, yea
Baby come show ya worth, if you real I need you right here

Bad bitch, tell her come here, ok yea
30 Pointers in my ear, ok yea
VVS my neck on chill, ok yea
On X bitch I can't feel, ok yea

BACK .! (Prod. Ray Offkey)

NIKOWOODYEAR®

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