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🥵FIRE🥵

Orey - Crash (Lyrics)

We gonna crash this bitch
Ready to trash this shit
Straight up ghetto my motto
Grand theft auto
Can’t even sleep 
I keeping that glock by my side
Up on the beat can’t catch me slipping
Won’t ever miss I pick up the pace
I’m cracking and packing the heat

I don’t give a fuck if you with the law sucker
Me and my gango ready for war sucker
Loadin' it up kick in the door sucker
Out on the street can’t catch me tripping
Won’t ever quit I letting em know when I
Pull out my piece I
I show you whos the real superfreak yeah

We gonna crash this bitch
Ready to trash this shit
Straight up ghetto my motto
Grand theft auto

We gonna smash your shit

CRASH

Orey - Bands Up (Lyrics)

Yeah I holdin' these bands up
Hitting it slow
Drippin’ in sleet
We slip and a slide
We gone pop it up yeah
Putting yout foot in the grave
Yeah bitch 


I hold these hoes up
Gimme you diamonds and gold
I pullin up slow 
All these hoes already know
How to put their hands up

I holdin’ all these bands up 
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up
I holdin’ all these bands up 
Everybody put their hands up

Fool I be holdin’ them bands up
Yo when I roll I ride in the big body benzo
Ask me if I give a fucks though
Fool I be holdin’ them bands up
Yo when I roll I ride in the big body benzo
Ask me if I give a fucks hoe

Slapin dat hoe up
Keepin that glow up
Keepin that hoe this shit is hard as fuck 
Breaking all these bricks we goin up
Yeah ho bad mother fucker bro
Blast off straight to the top
We ain’t never gonna stop

BANDZ UP

Orey - Potion (Lyrics)

Yeah my cure I got me the pillies
Potion I kill it
Look at that blood on my hands
I so with the static
I been a villain since the day 
I makin’ a racket go with my backup
Know when I doin’ it I count to a million
Fillin’ this bowl with that weed
Rollin a blunt I smokin’ Phillies
Call me a baller
I'm gonna throw that
That Imma hustle
I blow that
Lettin’ you know go with the flow I comin on wit it
No I don’t care ‘bout none of your bitches
Don’t give a fuck if you reposting my shit
I’m still gonna hit it
Yeah fool i'm gonna get it

Natural born killer fuck all that Pulp Fiction
Causin all this mother fuckin’ friction
No I ain't got no feelins’
Counting all these dollars up to a million
Straight up thug
Catch me blood spillin’
No I ain't got no feelins’

Come along with the psycho thriller
Run that shit back I’m a natural born killer
Come along with the psycho thriller
Run that shit back they call me the bonechiller
Natural born killer

Blap blap blap

Yeah I got me the glock and i’m makin’ it clap
Yeah I'm letting' it glow
Yeah I'm makin' it blow
All you fools already know
I’m gonna keep on rappin’
I’m gonna keep on slappin’ it
Boi you better be ready to go
Yeah yuh brap…

POTION

Orey - Gang Up (Lyrics)

Aye gang up
Aye look at the fool he comin’ up on me
Aye I shoot that bitch up with dat Taurus .38 aye
I comin’ up peepin’ like a fiend
I’m comin’ ta git you
Bitch you better be ready to sleep in that fuckin’ igloo
Aye look at the fool he comin’ up on me aye
I bust that boy in his lip
That ho still talking shit but I got ‘em
Take all his shit and I rob ‘em
We goin’ nuts straight from the bottom
Keepin’ it slime makin’ it grind
King of the streets that gold
On my teeth and I’m makin’ it shine

Aye uh pull up yo aye pull up
Gang up pull up yuh aye pull up
Yeah yuh go

Gang up pull up yuh aye pull up
Gang up pull up yo aye pull up
Yeah yuh go

Aye uh pull up yo aye pull up
Gang up pull up yuh aye pull up
Yeah yuh go
Aye gang up

GANG UP

G-19

Eve of The Grave

Orey - Sparks (Lyrics)

Sleep in that chair we gonna cook up this shit
Poppin' that voltage thowin’ the switch
Frying that fool up like he a fish
Poppin' your eyes right out of your head
Shocking that foo until he be dead
Burn like a witch tying that boy to a hitch
Look at that boy that hoe gonna twitch
Smokin’ and chokin’ up all his shit
Shokin’ that foo like a bitch
Prayin’ and making a wish
That’s what you get for being a snitch

Now you condemned to death
Burning up all your flesh
Puttin’ it to the test
Layin’ that foo to rest

Now you condemned to death
Burning up all your flesh
Puttin’ it to the test
Layin’ that foo to rest

Pull on that lever
No turning back you gone forever
Send ‘em a letter
Hot as as cellar
Deliver you to hell
Flesh the burning smell
We going back to hell
Sparks are flying
That fool on fire

SPARKS

Orey - Shut 'Em Down

Imma shut that motha fucka down
Thowin' that bitch in the ground
Talking that shit he a clown
Ain't gonna miss I'm onna piss on yo bitch
Shut that motha fucka  down
Gettin' yo teeth knocked out like a bitch you ain't shit

Yeah I'm the boss get ready for war
Puttin' that stupid ass bitch on the floor
Yes I am loco get ready for war
Don't give a fuck imma kick in yo door

Yeah I be rollin' them sixes
Seven eleven I comin' ta git you
Flash of the camera they takin' my picture
Out on the streets they callin' me wicked

I got this glock and the call
Yea so be ready for war

Shuttin' 'em down




Shuttin' that motha fucka down

SHUT 'EM DOWN

MAC BLITZ

CHAOS

Charles Blacken - World Without End

NO LIMIT

nira - died in the arms of phantoms...

Charles Blacken - Can't Stop

Orey - Push It

Yeah I shootin up threes like Kobe
All these bitches know me
This shit ain’t no game 
Yeah when I play I go for the gold G
Cocaine up ya nose see get me up them snow skis
Smoking that dro B
They all callin’ me brodie
Coldest in the game facts
Need on the wax
Comin’ in faded drive that car with the click
Comin’ at you straight from the ghetto from the shacks
Sharpen up that blade that yeah that foo he gone git wacked

That hoe came and tell me to push it
I ain’t gonna play with all of that bushit
Don’t give fuck you got a bullet
I got that trigger and i’m onna pull it

PUSH IT

Charles Blacken - Bella

WW III

💀by sunlight decay💀

by sunlight decay... (Lyrics)

Die by dawn in sunlight decay
Vultures obey
Beckoning your flesh rots away
Tortured by sound of death
Blazing eyes you’re suicidal prey
Submission decomposing
Holy water drowning in the flames🔥

by sunlight decay...

Losing Time

Ultraviolet

XENOPHOBE

RUNAWAY

🔥Orey - Gold Record (Lyrics)🔥

South Texas mane
We don't give no fux
Know what I'm sayin mane
Bitch we stayin' up
Roll with the gango
Loadin' up that bango tango
Rollin' in that cash roll
Diamonds all on my teeth though

Drillin' up this gold record
Flashin' all my jewels
Yeah you know what it is mane
I got all that juice
Yeah I got what's good bitch
I got all this good shit

Droppin' a pick I slide
I pullin' it up with my rollies
Keepin' that glock in my hand
I shootin' it up with a .40
They'll be breakin' up
When I come crashin' the party

Coldest in the game facts 
They call me Orey
Saytown niggas don't give no fux
Yeah ho
210 ho

GOLD RECORD

Charles Blacken - Vinnie

Flunkie

ANGEL

Orey - 🎃Halloween🎃

Hello hello Happy Halloween
Open up your door
Time for a trick or treat
Behind my mask you cannot see me
Ghoulies and phantoms roaming the streets
Late at night come out all the freaks
Peeking through your window I can see
Happy Happy Halloween

See the ghost under the sheets
Fill that bag with something sweet
Creepy little goblin on Hallow's Eve
Psycho killer midnight thriller
Cold blooded killer
Graveyard party bitch
I'm that foo count dracula
Yeah I come to suck up all your blood
This like Frankenstein in a coma
A super slasher Halloween
Here comes the boogieman

🎃HALLOWEEN🎃

days go by and the nights are long
with a heavy heart hangs our head in shame
only from time past never to return
lie after lie day after dat it's still the same
cry after cry we cannot forget the pain
tears in their eyes roll down like flames of
painted faces that only hide the scars from fear
pale in the darkness walk through the gate
beyond the shadows in the corners of our minds
as light from the candle embraces this ending life
as we die with a thorn in our side... - Frank X 1:1

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