Slurp'n On Dispatch - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Tori

Better Call Shaw -Outto - Tune Tyrone

I Want Them Pancakes - Outto-Tune Tyrone

Outto-Tune Tyrone Feat. Gladys
Beat By: BeatsCraze

Moist - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Gladys

A song dedicated to the ladies of Las Santos

Santos No. 5 - Outto-Tune Tyrone

A tribute to Mr.Dab
Stream: https://www.twitch.tv/lagtvmaximusblack

Chorus:
It’s been a long dab, we thank you my friend,
And you’ll tell me all about it when you’re dab'n again,
Cop Killa Records, won't be the same again,
You’ll be killin all the policemen with AKs again, with AKs again,

Verse 1:
Dab who knew, with all those face tattoo’s
And class 2’s you would shoot,
That I’d be singing this track all about you,
Now Slim is mad, he takes it out on me this shit is sad,
Your Lamborghini it was so hella fast, but you sold that,
Got the blackFIN you just had to own it,
Those were the days, long waits upon the train,
Cop killa records is, just not same,

Cuh, how can we not talk about killin cops, when it’s all that we got,
Drop a C4 on top of a tour bus and watch it pop, (Explosion, people screaming)
Why is someone in the crew always so scuffed up?

[Chorus]

Verse 2:
The Gnomes were on his throne and now he sits all alone,
His terror never forgotten, his legacy will live on,
And now he's sitting in prison with little chance of parole,
He may not be with us now, his spirit is never gone.

Your shoes will never be filled, this bottle of booze I’ll spill,
In memory of you Dab, your destiny it won’t be killed,
Nobody can match your skills, this label we gonna rebuild,

How can we not talk about killin cops, when it’s all that we got,
Drop a C4 on top of a tour bus and watch it pop, (Explosion, people screaming)
Why is someone in the crew always so scuffed up?

Bridge:
Slim everything will be ok... yeah,
Your pimp hand is still so strong,
And I can feel your pain, you will be okay,
Ohhhhhhhhh

It’s been a long dab, without you my friend,
And I'll tell you all about it when you’re dab'n again

It’s Been A Long Dab - Outto - Tune Tyrone

The train rides are long...
Song By: Outto-Tune Tyrone Feat. Hilda

Train Ticket - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Hilda

Song By Outto-Tune Tyrone
Beat By: Kontrabandz
Mastered By: https://soundcloud.com/dualiitymusic

Lyrics:
Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,

Verse 1:
Chicken soup, Chicken Wings, Chicken Pot Pie, 
you know we got it all drumsticks and the thighs,
White meat dark meat, it don’t matter to me,
All I know is this Trihards gotta cluckin eat,  
You know we got the best chicken in town,
We hire all the criminals around, So they can change they life,
Don’t act like you don’t feel like chicken tonight,
Fuck vegans they don’t like chicken, the fuckin bitches,
Driving trunks for cluckin bell will have you going from rages to riches,
Free chicken for the cops, they love the taste of our cocks,
Lathered in special sauce, Addictive like crack rocks,
Try our chicken, it’s finger licking, so delicious, get your dick hard with no perception,
Ok listen, there’s a common condition, if it stiffen and thicken, for more than 4 hours call a Physician,

Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,


Verse 2:

Fuck a burger, fuck a steak, fuck a sandwich, fuck a cake,
You want chicken on your plate, Some Hot sauce, Shake N Bake,
Allen’s trucks are never late, Half the price twice the taste, 
Clean your plate, nothing goes to waste, Every bite safe,

Try our chicken, it won’t kill-ya, fully cook no salmonella,
Nino’s recipe’s Italian, Ate so much my ass is howlin,
KFC is straight up garbage, chick-fil-a don’t get me started,
Popeyes chicken’s name was tarnished, Churches serves without a garnish,
Yeah we're going worldwide, have a bucket of chicken and then a creampie,
Baked, grilled, Roasted, or get it Deep fried,
Pick it up or have it delivered by Outto-Eats, tonight, where ya reside,

These thighs, are so delicious, they made me cry,
Get the family meal and YOU can choose up to 3 sides,
Coleslaw, Collard Greens, corn bread, Mac N cheese,
Give me all the sauces please, Since the condiments are free,

Skit:

Chorus:
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,
What’s dat smell? It’s cluckn Bell, 
Yeah you can always tell, Cuz it’s got the motha cluck’n, crispy Shell,

Cluckin' Bell - Outto-Tune Tyrone

Written By: OTT
Mastered By: @dualiitymusic
Lyrics:

Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
100's of thousands,
Speedrunning Ounces,

Verse 1: 
Yeah, it’s 8 am, its time to speed over to forum and scare locals again,
It’s the fastest way to make a mafuckin way to make a million, 
Don’t hate on them Cuh that’s just the way that it is,
They got hot sauce in they' pocket, Sourcream for some extra toppins',
The broke boys they all tryin' to profit, GSF gotta have to stop to this, 
You know they making every sound when they speeding around,
ATV's and taco hats when shits about to go down,
They got a fleet of taco trunks, but yet there's never around,
They should change the way they look, they hypocritical clowns,

Lang and Eugene is on duty,
Don't make fun of or they gon start shooting,
Their brittle egos can't take a bit of brusin',
Without the Vagos they are always fucking losing,

Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Hook:
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
Speedrunning Tacos and Tacos
Lean Boys ain't runnin dem Nachos,
100's of thousands,
Speedrun Ounces,

Verse 2:
Better not be driving up and down on Lean Street,
Or they'll shoot you for no reason cuz they mean G's,
Curtis be bitchin Buddha ditched him last week,
My trap brought you altogether you thank me!
You ungrateful bitches, Eugune dry snitchin,
cock sucker left Prune Gang to speedrun for riches,
No auto-tune for the rest of this track,
Punked out by CG yet you say nothing back,
Ellie skinny fat, Tony on quack,
Brenda's mine Saab, please don't get mad,
I go deeper than you Vagos ass,
Grind all that money yet still go no class,
Catch you up North and you bitches get taxed,
You dishn' insults but you can't handle back, 
Teletubbies Taco Gang gonna get clapped,
Tony, I dare you to spit something back,

Speed Runnin' Tacos - Outto Tune Tyrone - WuChang Records

Beat By: @Kontrabandz
Mastered By: @dualiitymusic
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Driving in a Panto, running all these bands so,
If you step to me you'll get "Me Too'd" and get canceled,
I'm feeling like Rambo, driving in this Panto ,
The Hardest 2 door in the city of Los Santos,
We don't play no games hoe, when we in the Panto,
Tuner chip so the whip is extra smooth to handle,
When don't need no Phantom, when we got the Panto,
My burner in the glove box, so you better put yo hands up,

Panto drivers stand up, 
8 bricks my damn trunk,
Diss the Panto Anthem
Panto drivers stand up 
Stand Up, It's the Panto Anthem

Verse 2:
Who's needs a Lambo when you got a Panto,
The whip is cheap, so the payments are easy to handle,
And when you go and put some NOS in it,
it becomes a rocket ship, this bitch be movin' hella quick,
Squeezing through small crevasses,
The size of you is irrelevant,
Even making Spachi look like the size of a damn Elephant,
Customize the bitch at Benny's make it look so elegant,
So much pussy hanging off you good luck being celibate, 
Head to PDM right now and buy one for the hell of it,
AP's with Extended Clips,
I'm a degenerate, Flip it in reverse, pop the trunk you can never win,
Paint that bitch purple, Eastside Balla what I  represent,  
Saving money at the pump on Grove is Intelligent,

Panto drivers stand up,
8 bricks my damn trunk,
Diss the Panto Anthem
Panto drivers stand up 
Stand Up, It's the Panto Anthem

Panto Anthem - Outto - Tune Tyrone

Mastered By: @dualiitymusic

I'mma fill you up,
Yeah you know I'm gonna erupt,
I'mma be all up inside your guts,
Fill you up like Boston Cream Donuts,
I bet you like it rough,
Molly Manj,
How you feel about bustin all dees nuts,
Come on girl, 
Here's a couple of hundred bucks,
Don't shy why don't girl bring over that Butt,
If you tryin to fuck,

Hook:
Screaming


Second Verse:

Girl, you lookin so damn hot,
Too irresistible to touch,
You know I wanna see dem panties drop,
Hopefully, this club has got a mop,

Cuz you know we're gonna fuckin need it,
Dis a wet dream but you ain't sleepin,
Will go where nobody will see us,
In the Champagne room, you'll be scream'n,

Liv is workin da pole,
I'mma losing control,
Got me feeling so swole,
There goes my whole bankroll,
You know I spend too much here,
Imma have an affair,
But I, really don't care,
When I can live off welfare,

Moist - Outto - Tune Tyrone Feat. Gladys

OTT

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