YUNG PO & J187HNY - LOW TINT PROD. YUNG PO

Listen to this on Spotify, Apple, etc linktr.ee/tommywitdatone
Follow J Da Unknown
Bandcamp:  https://jdaunknown.bandcamp.com/
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/jdaunknown94
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/j_daunknown/
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCDRyj0G57pcvH5ukaYY2vDg

New song to capture that OG Memphis vibe. Shoutout J Da Unknown for the amazing production and getting me on some bigger platforms!

Lyrics:

t to the o to the double m y to the t to the o to the n to the e
now watchu muthafuckas gotta say about me
none of y’all can step up to a real MC
talkin outcha ass will get you shot
you tried to hide that runnin mouth but bitch I found yo spot
busta lemon suckas talkin like they run the block
yo ass was slippin and by me you were caught
always playa hatin busta bitches so frustratin
homicide I’m advocatin tommy get to regulatin
on these lil fuckin hoes who be runnin they lip
whip ya ass up like a banana split
and like tommy wright tired of the bullshit
if wanna step to me you won’t make it
imma burn ya house down and ya crucifix
you fuckin with that real raw mane triple 6
now getcho ass down right on the fuckin floor
cause this a robbery and I’m takin all you dough
and you lil trizzy trizzicks don’t want no smoke
but if really want it than this a fuckin war
I got the black ski mask tucked next to the flask
and in my hand I got the axe
so if you wanna fuck with me think fast
cause on yo lil playa hatin ass imma blast
lil flaugin weak ass jits fucked up
I’m ridin clean down the street with the glock tucked
but a playa can’t lie paranoid up in this junt
might be my dying day so mane pass the bump
do a couple lines feelin fine paranoia exit mind
feel the drugs going through my bloodline
buss a cap in his ass grab the chain and all the cash
but now the cops is on our ass gotta make the fuckin dash
hop up in the chevy thang swervin corners that we swang
ridin down the boulevard so we can go and get away
makin all these fuckin stangs hit the police wit a bang
rob someone be on my way then come back like a boomerang
mane I’m grippin grain sippin on some alize
carvin out my fuckin lane and straight to hell is where I’ll reign
insane wit da pain anna clouds up the brain
terrorist of urban ghettos call me hussein
top of the food chain wrap ya up in cellophane
always sinnin triple sixes branded with the mark of cain
devil shit it’s in my vains you won’t live see another day
bring you to my domain and torture in ways that’s inhumane
puffin on that mary jane snortin on cocaine
can’t forget promethazine that’s mixed with that codeine
secrets of the dark arcane your death is plotted and arranged
can’t resist the fuckin urge I’m bringing death so call me bane

Crucifix '21 (Prod. J Da Unknown)

Tape House USA & an Mr. LPD present:

RETURN OF THE PIMP

Originally released on a small number of tapes and distributed in the Tupelo, MS area this 1997 album has been unheard to fans of southern hip-hop online and even to those tape collectors who's collections boast the rarest of "unleaked" albums. Digitally remastered from LPDs original copy and complimented by bonus tracks plus a new introduction and outro.  150 copies of first-press purple cassettes are available.  

tapehouseusa.bandcamp.com

CHARGIN HOES

SAMHAIN (PROD. MACK 187)

Production, Lyrics and Mixing by rxdxyxz
Cover art by @cdat_1 (Instagram)
2022

Lyrics:

Watch ya back
Creepin widda a loaded gat
Im gankin bustas for the racks
Then smoke em in a fuckin pack
N Pussy boy you outta luck
I'm creepin with that shotty tucked
Down my pants
Off the xans
With my clan
We shot up all ya fuckin mans

Testin us
Smack you with the back of the pump
Hear da fuckin bass thump
Im rollin smokin Makin junts
With them savage niggas in da cut
gettin buck
What you know about the phonk
hit a score slam dunk
Dats 10 pints in my trunk

Fuck the underground
Bitches wanna bite our sound
Buck em down to the ground
Causin havoc in ya town
And I gotta stay high
So I'm smokin Hella loud
And I gotta stay paid
So I'm slangin Hella pounds

Wit my gang North Syde
Making hits world wide
Fuck wid us we don't talk much
wait and catch you on sight

You know we always down to hit a fuckin stain
You know I'm down to make dat glock go bang

Wit my gang wit my clan We be off the shits
Tuck ya chain you can't hang
Empty ya pockets trick
Got the lean got the percs
We the pharmacist
Gun smoke to ya chest
Dont try no funny shit

And if you try to gank me
Pull a quicky think a second time hoe
Death with the rusty blade
carve you up real slow
If I got it then they got it
Gotta feed the fam hoe
I can't trust nobody cept my clan
And my gang hoe

MIND OF A LUNATIC PART 2 (PROD. RXDXYXZ)

Produced by Mistake 40 Ounce and Featuring Tre Six

Malicious (Feat. Tre Six) [Prod. by Mista 40 Ounce]

AINT THIS SUM SHIT'

Icemane Tha Kingpin
"Home Of The Cartel Featuring Ned Bundy"
Produced By Sick Mane

[Icemane's Lyrics]
creepin with killas we toting big gats
trick or treat holloween with the ski mask
a murderer from the start
I’m lucifer morning star
catch a body throw it in the river watch it float
south texas the home of the cartel
these mexican will kill you by slicing your throat

as i thinking of a master plan my body filled with hatred
feeling hurt from all the kings ive lost cant if i will make it
in the war with drugs and gang people worship nothing sacred
praying to la flaka cuidame cause my life you just might take it
no remorse for anything ive done icemane is not forsakened
ima hustla day n night there aint no sleep just need my payments
taking sideways on me boy i will handle that aint no paitence
when im grinding everyday i see sum new shit for me waiting
they cant never kill a playa like me icemane was raised by satan
no one can tell me shit cause when it comes to money i aint playing
dont talk the talk if you cant prove yourself cause we know that your faking
dont test me dawg if you pull a gun on me im spraying

[Ned bundy Lyrics]
I behustlin like a muhfucka just to get it crackin 
if a motherfucka want blockin ima grab that semi auto action 
slangin like an auction 
i got what the fuck you lackin 
do not hit my line unless you got some money dont make me mad 
i do not have a second to spare 
rolling dice we evil players 
accurate im splittin  hairs 
when i let my barrel blare 
fightin dirty nothin fair 
riding dirty to my lair 
30 shots gon say yo prayers 
loced out vatos do not care 
575 and 505 is codes a playa reppin 
new mexico to texas 
southwest 
south of heaven 
my familia packin many weapons 
ready to ride up in a second 
while i take a shot of evan 
i check my watch its 187

Presented by:
TPK ENT.

Home Of The Cartel Ft. Ned Bundy (PROD. SICK MANE)

Lil track i made wit https://soundcloud.com/knox_pestis

Apoc Krysis - 2 Yo Lid (Prod. by KNOX ☣ PESTIS)

WHOLE TAPE:
https://robjab3kln.bandcamp.com/album/dj-prophet-666-no-hesitation

SAMHAIN (PROD. MACK 187)

DEATHSNAKE

Recent comments

✨EYEZ999✨

CXRXNXR ☠CUTTY☠ CUTTHROAT THE CORONER

motta_wave

MACKSTA C

Related tracks